There Was An Attempt-

There was an attempt-

I did say I would've done the sketch as a digital piece. Not my best work but it's 2 in the morning for me. (At least, atm)

Some rambles under the cut

Arkham patient uniform is based on the Telltale games version (though, with the Arkham series games Asylum insignia if that makes sense). Inmates would wear an orange jumpsuit uniform (which also has an insignia) instead while transfers from Blackgate keep their usual black and white striped uniforms (which have only their prison numbers)

Janus' hair be like that cause of stress + ghost half leaking through. The collar's helping him keep stable and allow him to heal properly, hence why, unlike other collars, his doesn't block his powers fully... (If it did, he'd... Cease to exist for the lack of better words, whether or not he's in complete human or ghost forms. The experiments did a toll on him badly)

I like to think he can think even after he heals, Janus' is able to just... Let's say, if his limbs were to ever be... Disconnected from his body, he can control those limbs and have em float and stuff, even though he can regrow them. Like, he can technically do it now while he's in his healing stage atm but like, he can't regrow them and it's painful. (Not to mention, he'd have to re-stitch those limbs and that ain't an easy thing)

Someone give this boy a hug. Please.

... My hand slipped.

The smell of iron and rot lingered in the air even after all these months. The whole room, once alive and bustling with cleanliness and shine, is now buried in nothing but grime and pests.

She knows these walls very well, just as it knew her- that is, the one she once was. All these years from lack of care post-destruction, even she could barely recognize it herself had it not been for the fact she caused this hollow home to crumble. For better or worse, in the end, she had to do it.

She can remember it all vividly. She had flown back to town in hopes to surprise Danny for his birthday, only for him to turn up missing. She was so worried and concerned, not even his friends knew where he was. She was desperate for answers by dinner time. When she asked her parents, she felt her heart drop.

They found out. They found out Danny was Phantom. They didn't take it well.

They thought him a fake. So they acted.

And she wasn't there to stop it.

Madeline and Jack forced Jazz to watch the recordings not long after, so ecstatic to share their findings with their oldest, and now only, child. They made her watch all of them. She couldn't move her eyes away as she watch them haul Danny's broken body to the operating table, cuff him down, and ready the tools.

She didn't know what was worse. The lack of Empathy from Madeline and Jack as they continue to drone in the recordings as if it were a mere regular experiment or the begging and pleas Danny let out as he cried during his torture, the transparent tears becoming green with ectoplasm. Pair it with the gore- what should all be red was instead replaced with the familiar haunting green- Jazz never made it to the bathroom as the contents from the meal earlier left her system.

There was too much green throughout the video. That wasn't just ectoplasm. That was Danny's blood. His body tried turning into his ghost form for a swift escape and recovery. That never happened.

Danny's pained wailing and frail form never left her mind that night, constantly repeating itself on a loop, hours on end. She ended up staying in Danny's room, tossing and turning, crying and mourning for her baby brother.

It was all her fault for leaving him- she should've just stayed! Danny-...

Never before had she felt such sorrow, as the horrific recordings made itself home in her mind that night. She wanted it to stop, end this terror. But no, this was her punishment for leaving Danny with them. She should've known better. She should've been there-!

What's worse was that she didn't even know if Danny's alive or not, even with his status as a halfa. She didn't know where he was- Madeline and Jack having sold him to the GIW just yesterday at that- the thought caused her body to jerk upward, blood boiling with rage.

Madeline and Jack were their parents, and yet, they brought harm to their son, to her brother.

They ripped him apart, limb by limb, and ripped the organs out of his torso. Just from the first incision did Jazz declare them their parents no longer.

They were mere betrayers and she'll make them pay, along with the rest involved. Somehow, she'll find a way. For Danny.

Looking straight up stare at the glow-in-the-dark sticker decals on Danny's ceiling, she allows herself to drift to sleep, mind thinking of ways to make it up to her brother. After all, it's the least she can do for failing him the way she did.

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Opening her eyes, she's brought back to the present. Taking a deep breath, she looks down, seeing a pair of familiar hazmat suits that adorns two skeletons. A pang of guilt and pain washes through her heart before instantly being replaced with anger and contempt.

It was for the best, Jazz thinks. Just two fewer people to punish now... She can't help but wonder if this family was doomed from the start... Then again, Fate has always been a cruel Mistress. But such is Life. A never-ending struggle fueled with never-ending motivations...

This is for Danny, she reminds herself, as she grabs the few necessary scrap metals that remained before leaving. Another year of what could've been Danny's birthday... She'll make this year's celebration count, she promises. Just for him.

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In The End, You Are... Meat

Jazz is a serial killer.

Hear me out. She uses the Fenton Peeler on humans working for the GIW, which made them shed their skin. This is all levels of horrifying and puts her in all the shitlists of every hero in existence. Batman in particular hates that she made Gotham her home.

All attempts at detaining her are thwarted by supernatural events. No one has any idea of Phantom's involvement on this.

HARLEY’S HOLIDAY Harley, Dr. Arkham, Scarecrow, and Robin

I’ve been asked to do this more than a few times, so here you go!

Harley: Dee The Rest: Codot

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Gotham Nine-Nine - I Want It That Way Voiced by Codot Commissioned by @pastrydragon

Brooklyn Nine-Nine works TOO WELL with the Rogues and the Batfam! Huge thanks to @pastrydragon for both the commission and for letting me share it!

Enjoy! x

EDWARD NYGMA IS BIG GENDER AND NO ONE CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE!