This is a present to RandomGal! She had mentioned wanting to read a fan fiction based on Gobby, and Harley. I threw Joker in to add some conflict. To you RandomGal Happy Birthday! I hope you have a great day! Each "chapter" was written in the time it took for the song to finish.

Thoughtless by KoRn

“All of my hate cannot be found. I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming. So, you can try to tear me down. Beat me to the ground, I will see you screaming.”

The Joker had returned from his “vacation” to Apokolips. Gobby tried to keep his return a secret from Harley. It was a secret that wasn’t well kept. Lex’s douche Lars had ratted on him. Now Gobby found himself enraptured in another battle. He had had it. The Joker couldn’t possible love Harley the way he did. The Joker began manically laughing at Gobby’s motives. This provoked a primal rage within Gobby. He summoned his anger and rushed at the clown. Throwing him to the ground, he disarmed him. He let loose a fury of punches to Joker’s entire body. Gobby would soon be free.

Open Up by KoRn

“Choking you gently Gaining control Hand you the shovel To dig your own hole”

The Joker merely laughed at Gobby’s efforts. This further enraged the already dangerous and psychotic Goblin. He put his hands around Joker’s neck. Feeling the life leaving his rivals body left Gobby feeling powerful. He felt so good that he wanted that feeling again. So to regain the control he felt the Joker’s presence had cost him, he revived his enemy. Just so he could kill him again. He repeated this process again and again. In the middle of his final attack, he heard the door open. Gobby looked up to see a shocked Harley. He looked down at a still alive Joker.

A and B Song by Tom McRae

“If hell is in the detail, babe, I'm a microscope, I know I'll live to see you swinging, given enough rope. And all our time slips away”

Harley rushed to Joker’s side. She helped the Clown Prince of Crime to his feet. He smiled at Gobby. Harley barely looked at the now gob smacked Goblin. Gobby knew his love was gone from him. He had abused his power lust and it cost him the love of his life. He knew that she and her “puddin” couldn’t last, but her departure hurt just the same. For now some clown had his girl. He knew he’d get through. He had to.


The Pot by Tool

“Who are you to wave your finger? So full of it. Eyeballs deep in muddy waters Fuckin' hypocrite.”

Harley Quinn had been in love with Joker since she had been seduced into the darkness. Now he laid injured in their lair. He was still unconscious. She thought of all the good times with him, but could only see Gobby’s face. The Joker awoke to a confusing question. “Do you love me?”
His moment of hesitation set her off. Her time with Gobby had made her strong. The Joker tried to lure her back, by pointing out that she was just like him. That she deserves nothing, that his company was a mercy. She saw clearly that her love now belonged with Gobby. She left Joker for the last time. Knowing that she’d be better off with her “pumkin”. Gone was her “puddin” The thrall he held over her had vanished.


Crawling by Linkin Park
“There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface Consuming/confusing. This lack of self-control I fear is never ending”


Gobby sat at his computer desk, staring at his only picture of his beloved Harley. He sighed and looked away from the picture. He lost her. He caused this pain of his. He admonished himself for his lack of control. He hated knowing that his power lust had cost him the love of his life. He had to leave to gather his thoughts. He went to his glider, flying always made him feel better. As he left Harley burst into the penthouse.

Fear by Disturbed

“Stand back, brother take your hand back. Leave it and I might crack. More than a smile or two you see.”


Gobby decided what he needed to do to feel better was more violence and allow his rage to consume him until that was all that remained. He thought himself lucky when he flew over “Stan’s Place” and saw Spider-Man taking the garbage to the dumpster. He flew down and proceeded to try and beat him. Instead he broke down, and began ranting, leaving Spiderman confused. Spidey tried to comfort his clearly distressed arch-foe. Gobby did not allow this. He threw the utterly confused hero to the ground and headed for home.

Haunted by Evanescence

“Watching me, wanting me I can feel you pull me down. Fearing you... loving you. I won't let you pull me down”

Harley watched in disbelief as Gobby flew away. Alone in his massive penthouse, she began thinking of her two loves. The Joker who only made her hate herself, and Gobby who seemed to worship her. She thought of the bad times with her Mister J. The beatings, the verbal abuse, the attempted murders. All of it made her love Gobby more. She knew he’d never hurt her. She knew he loved her.

Narcoleptic by Placebo

“Slip and stumble at my first offences. It's not treason, it's no lie”

Harley looked up and saw her Gobby walking somberly into the room. His eyes lit up seeing her again. He removed his mask to look into her eyes. He ran to her, dropping the mask on the ground. The clang startled them both, they laughed. He reached his love and embraced her. He tried to apologize for trying to kill the man she loved. His voice caught in his throat before he could. She gently kissed him. She came back to him, that was all that mattered. They were together.


Darkest Days by Stabbing Westward

“In the depths of despair. Where I am alone. Except for my rage. My rage. My pain.”

The bruised and bloody Joker sat alone in his lair. Never before had Harley voluntarily left him. Nobody had left him. He steadily got angrier. He had a name for his pain, he had two names. Green Goblin and Harley Quinn. He promised to make them pay for their love, and passion. He would leave Gobby empty and Harley would be his regardless of her true desires. He would see them torn apart and torn down. He began plotting their downfall.

Getting Off by KoRn

“Dip your hands right in (go with it) Come on its not a sin (go with it) You can let me in (go with it)”

Gobby and Harley had been reunited for three months. In that time she hadn’t mentioned the words “Joker” or “puddin”. Tonight would be the night they would finally consummate their love. As soon as Gobby felt the time was right, they’d make love. His plan was almost immediately ruined when Harley initiated it. It was the best time Gobby had ever had. They were blissful in their passion.

Counting Bodies Like Sheep by A Perfect Circle

“Don't fret precious I'm here. Step away from the window. Go back to sleep. Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils. See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do. Counting bodies like sheep, Counting bodies like sheep
Counting bodies like sheep, To the rhythm of the war drums”


Joker’s plot was almost defined. He just needed to tweak a few details. He lay his head and began dreaming of his success. Harley was his again. The world was in chaos. All the heroes had fallen. He had killed Spider-Man in front of Gobby, making the man snap. He mind controlled Rorschach to kill Deadpool, cutting him limb from limb. Batman was his personal captive. Superman was kept encased in a green kryptonite coffin. All was perfect in Joker’s dream world. Here he was content. Tomorrow he would cause the chaos that would bring about his utopia. Tonight he’d linger in his dream perfection. HIS world, and HIS Harley! All for him not for Green Goblin. Just for Joker.


Wicked Clowns by Kottonmouth Kings

“I'm gonna die, Hell we're all gonna die. You think the juggalo give a damn? Bye! I'm going off like a nuclear time bomb, TICK TICK BOOM!”


Joker awoke and gathered his thoughts. He knew what he needed to do. He gathered his groupies. The males had been ordered to capture Spider-Man. The females had been ordered to capture Harley. He would make Gobby make the impossible choice. He’d be forced to choose between the man who made Gobby’s lifework, or the woman he loved. Knowing Gobby as Joker did, he knew the man would snap. Either choice, the Joker won. The Joker’s plan was perfect, a bit simplistic for him. But in Joker’s twisted mind if he simplified the plan, he was insulting Gobby.


Because of You by Kelly Clarkson

“I will not make the same mistakes that you did. I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery. I will not break the way you did, you fell so hard.”

Harley looked down in disbelief at the ring glittering on her finger. She had been engaged to her Gobby for exactly six minutes. She had excused herself from the table. She thought she was the luckiest woman in the world. If she hadn’t seen Joker for what he was, she wouldn’t be so happy. She knew it. She looked at her ring and sighed happily letting the past rest fully. Then everything went black.

H!Vltg3 by Linkin Park

“I box your head. Fatten your lip like Collagen. A telepath to deliver verses with no postage”

The waiters that Gobby had threatened violence with to cater his proposal came rushing to him panicking. In one of their hands was a Joker Card. The waiter handed Gobby the card and stepped backwards. Gobby’s heart fell to his feet when he read the message. “Come and find her!” Gobby rushed to his glider, much to the relief of the now freed waiters. He flew to where he knew Harley would be kept. If he survived this fight, he swore that Joker would die for disrupting his day. He arrived at the amusement park, looked around. As the lights turned on, the sight unfolding before Gobby made him shake his head.

Falling Away From Me by KoRn

“Screaming some sound Beating me, beating me Down, down Into the ground”

Gobby approached the source of his current angst. In a complex trap were the two most important people in his life. The woman he loved, and the hero he loathed. The Joker’s laugh echoed in his head “Choose…” he cackled. Gobby jumped off of his glider, and made a move forward. This set the trap in motion. He was torn. He didn’t want his fiancé to die, nor did he want his nemesis to perish. He hoped onto the glider and proceeded to fly towards Harley, but this only made the nooses around both Harley and Spider-Man’s necks to tighten. He had to choose, but couldn’t. If he didn’t act fast, Joker would win.

Dried Up, Tied Up, and Dead to the World by Marilyn Manson

“Don't you want some of this? Don't you need some of this? You take but cannot be given.”

Gobby was full of indecision when he got some unexpected help. Deadpool had arrived at the amusement park, confused because he meant to teleport to Murder World. He took in the scene, and shook his head. A deadly love triangle was in bad need of his “Deus ex
Merc With A Mouth”. He teleported next to the Joker and threw him down, sending the remote to the trap hurdling towards the ground. Deadpool fought off Joker while Gobby worked to rescue Harley. Once Gobby was certain she was safe, he made his way over to Spider-Man. Deadpool looked up from his battle and merely said “Well that’s new to me. Super Villain rescues Super Hero, and if I haven’t seen it, it’s new to me!”

Evil Angel by Breaking Benjamin

“You are the faith inside me. No, don't leave me to die here, help me survive here.”

Deadpool held onto Joker’s now unconscious body. “One way trip to Arkham Asylum coming up!” He teleported out, clearly unsatisfied with his role in the action. Gobby could care less. He had his Harley back, safe. Spider-Man now awake and aware limped away shaking his head that Gobby had saved him. Gobby looked into Harley’s eyes and leaned in to kiss her. He hoped nothing else would attempt to separate them. Erring on the side of caution he decided they’d marry tonight.


Running Up That Hill by Placebo

“C'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, darling, Let me steal this moment from you now. C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling, Let's exchange the experience, oh...'“
Harley was dressed in a green gown, the same color as Gobby’s suit. She walked towards her soon to be husband. He smiled at her approach. She reached the altar, the priest began the ceremony. Gobby began his vows, speaking of his undying devotion to Harley’s happiness. Harley spoke of her true love for her “pumkin”. So happy were they when the rings were placed on their fingers. Gobby was now Harley’s husband. Together they’d be perfectly happy. They kissed and the world fell away as if they were all that existed.


Magdalena by A Perfect Circle

“So pure so rare to witness such an earthly goddess. That I'd sell my soul my self esteem a dollar at a time for one chance, one kiss, one taste of you my black Madonna.”


Gobby and Harley were celebrating their one year wedding anniversary. Gobby was still very much in love with his wife. His son hated the union, but Gobby did not care. In the year that had elapsed he found himself falling deeper for his goddess. Harley was his savior, his soul. He worshipped her for all the acts of pure evil she carried out. She was his wife, not a minion. She had proven herself to be his equal in all ways. She had even somehow managed to make Daredevil, She-Hulk, Nightwing, and Green Lantern her bitches. Gobby adored his evil goddess.

Time of Dying by Three Days Grace

“I will not die, I'll wait here for you. I feel alive, when you're beside me. I will not die!”

The battle had left them both wounded. Harley had been blitzed by Nightwing. Gobby had stepped in to assist his wife, but somehow he had made things worse. They crawled towards each other. They knew they’d survive the night, They knew they had to. They made each other stronger. The sun rose just as their friends found them. They were nursed back to health. Promising utter devastation upon Nightwing.

I am currently employed at a convenience store. In this store we have food stamps. I do know that people sometimes require such assistance. I am not against that. Things happen and sometimes the government needs to step in and help those struggling. What I am against is those that are willfully slothful. Not those that are actively searching for a job, or those for either a mental or physical reason cannot work. I have seen a girl younger than myself use food stamps to purchase milk and bread, then proceed to use a $100 bill for lottery scratch offs. Basically I was thinking "Thank you for spending my tax money for me." Then there are those that buy alcohol after using a food stamp card. Alcoholism is a disease, but a self inflicted one. That would be like giving public assistance to a blind person that cut out their own eyes. I have been on the wrong side of addiction, but never did I think to use it as an excuse to defraud the government. I believe that there needs to be a law which states "If you are using Food Stamps/EBT it is illegal to purchase lottery, alcohol, tobacco. If you are found purchasing said items your public assistance is forfeit!"

When did it become alright for age appropriate, able bodied Americans to refuse to work, the reap the benefits there for those that actually need it?

I know a woman, she has three jobs, still can't make ends meet. She was refused public assistance. I say give her what she needs and the crack head in our town looses their assistance.


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I know that I am in a minority here but I believe that Johnny Depp is NOT good for every single role ever written. I have run across several sites where fans claim that he would have made a better Bruce then Bale. That he should have played that role. Several people that I know personally think that Depp would have been a better Deadpool than Reynolds. I love Depp, I do think he is talented, but he's not so talented that he can top the likes of Kevin Spacey and Alan Rickman.
I read on imdb that someone believes that The Mad Hatter should be the next featured villain in Nolan's saga, saying that Depp would be perfect because "he's already played him before"

I am also crusading against the literary abortion that is Twilight. To say that I don't get the Team Edward and Team Jacob mentality is to put it lightly. Team Edward favors being stalked and abused as a form of love; these women advocate violence in marriage. Bella may be a detestable Mary-Sue, but even a gnat deserves better then that! Team Jacob advocates sexual assault and grooming. I’m not talking about basic hygiene but grooming the way that a pedophile grooms their underage lovers. I am sick of this bullshit! I’m really sick of Stephanie Meyer continuing to be put on a pedestal. She is a lonely bored housewife that had an erotic dream about Eddiekins and mass marketed that masturbatory material to young teens… I could write an entire book about the wrongness that is Meyers drivel. But I digress…
Valentine’s Day… SUCKS! I have never had a good one ever! To me it is a commercialized holiday, well aren’t they all? Valentine’s Day is as much about love as Transformers was about talented acting. If people really loved one another they wouldn’t have to go out and spend exorbitant amounts of money to prove it. To all the lovers out there try this, say to the one you love “I love you; there is nobody I want more than you.” Tell me how much money that cost you, how many flowers were involved…

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