Joker isn't running things anymore. I am! (Extra clip) (Patreon)

It started small—a few extra reps here, a little more weight there. But now? I’m huge, and Gotham knows it. No more playing second fiddle, no more hiding behind anyone. I’m stronger than anyone in this city, and it’s about time they all realize who’s running things.

My muscles are massive, filling out my red and black outfit in ways that make even the toughest villains stop and stare. The Joker used to laugh at my “antics,” but now? He wouldn’t dare. One look at these biceps, and he knows he’s got no chance. I’ve taken over, and there’s no going back.

The whole city knows it, too. Bane, Croc, even Batman—they can’t stand up to me now. I walk into a room, and they know they’re dealing with someone who could crush them with a flick of her wrist. They’ve got no choice but to listen, to follow my lead. I’m calling the shots, and if they don’t like it? Well, let’s just say they don’t have a choice.

So here’s to a new Gotham. A stronger Gotham. A Gotham with me in charge. Harley Quinn’s not just here to play games anymore—I’m here to own it all.