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Dr. Pamela Lillian Isley, Ph.D.
Most famously known as the “eco-terrorist”, Poison Ivy.
The protector of nature herself has been locked up in Arkham Asylum for 12 months, 2 weeks and 2 days now. Longest she has ever been so far, and the reason?
She decided to kill an arrogant man who kept on destroying forests for the sake of capitalism. She couldn’t help but scoff at this. People should “reward her for getting that asshole off of the ground”, as she said after she was arrested.
And being locked up wasn’t even the worst part. She got used to it over the years. But during all of her “stays”, they let her go out into nature, and let her feel the sunlight on her skin. Let her go out to enjoy the soft warm breeze on her arms, as she smiled to herself, let her feel like a free woman.
Months have passed since her last stay before this one and the directorate changed. Since they felt like her little accident with the snobbish man was brutal, they took away the rights from her to go out into the garden.
12 months, 2 weeks and 2 days. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists as she thought about all of this.
She sat in her cell, weaker than before, and counted the days. She couldn’t even plan her escape, for what use? Her powers weakened due to the loss of sunlight, and the only plant in her cell was dying. Being half-plant meant that her mental state was somewhat connected to the plant.
The plant was pale-green, almost grey. Its leaves were limp, almost lifeless. That’s how Dr. Pamela Isley felt now. That’s how she’s been feeling for almost a year now.
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12 months, 2 weeks and 3 days passed. Nothing seemed to change in the eyes of Poison Ivy. Not that she knew that something really did change in Arkham Asylum.
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A new employee stepped into the building of the Asylum.
A psychiatrist, a young woman, named Dr. Harleen Frances Quinzel, Ph.D.
She was ambitious and had hope for change. She entered her office with a coy smile, obviously excited, but terrified of her first day at the asylum.
She looked outside of the quite dirty window and took a long breath. She gently smiled as memories swayed through her mind. The years at the university, the years which felt like were millions, all those cases. She finally got where she dreamed of. Her first chance to look into the “criminal mind”.
Her fingers danced across window ledge, and quickly span around. She slowly stepped in front of her desk and giddily sat down. She took down her fake glasses, whose purpose was only to “prove” to the uppish men who worked alongside her. Otherwise, they wouldn’t believe that “someone with looks like that” would choose to study psychology.
She put her right hand on the case in front of her. She took another long breath, bracing herself, and picked up the case.
This case contained her first patient. Her “first assignment” as her colleagues referred to as. She disagreed with them of course, but wouldn’t dare to oppose them. She truly believed that no one was born evil, only they have minor or deeper flaws. Some that could be worked on, some that needed some understanding. True, there really were some cases where she had no choice but to think that there really are people, who aren’t worth working with, or saving.
One of those people was the Joker. She always despised him. She studied him during her years at the university. She felt nothing but disgust towards that man. A soulless creature he was. She adored the circus, mostly harlequins in that matter, but to associate that wonderful experience with that horrid man? Despised him for that also.
She closed her eyes for a moment, and muttered “oh to hell with it, open it” under her breath, her accent slipping out. She opened her eyes, and the excited look in her eyes changed into curiosity.
“Dr. Pamela Lillian Isley aka Poison Ivy” The file read. Here she was. Her first patient. Her red-painted lips turned into a smile as she thought about it. “My first patient” - she muttered again, and sighed, as emotions waved through, as memories started racing through her mind again.
She did it. In 2 hours she’ll finally meet her first patient.