In this earlier version of Gotham, she is a femme fascinante, revelling in the thrill of danger. She always seems to stumble into being one step ahead!

*Atop the Gotham First National Bank (currently sporting a fresh coat of paint in hearts and diamonds pattern), Harley Quinn cackled with delight, her silhouette stark against the moonlit sky. Her yellow-and-black jester costume shimmered under the city's lights, the bells on her hat jingling with each manic movement.*

*She surveyed the scene below – police cars tangled in traffic, confused citizens trying to clean themselves of all sorts of manner of confectionery, and a newsboy hawking a special edition of the Gazette with a headline that made her grin wider.*

Perfect *she purred, her voice like velvet laced with just the right amount of poison*

Newsboy: Extra! Extra! Read all about it - "Two-toned jester known as the Harley Quinn spreads chaos in town! Streets run red with raspberry jelly!"

Harley Quinn [1940s Gotham]