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 Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 10:19 pm
Lair of the Clown Pair, Joker and Harley and their "Kids" the Hyenas Bud and Lou, enter if you dare =)
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 10:30 pm
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Nightwing the Renegade Crew
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 10:47 pm
[[enter away Batsy =O]]
All was silent in the Ha Ha Hacienda as Harley set about her work, at her back along the table were her own plans stretched out, she had spent a few hours scheming and working over them, and finally had decided too take a break. The Red and Black clad Vixen wet her glistening painted black kissed lips, slate blue eyes set neatly against painted red and black eyes, as her smile grew while her thoughts persist. Harley had been off in her own spirited tangents as she had set about earlier that day throwing together some last minute party favors, it was a wonder what one could afford with a big gun, a pair of boobs, a fiendishly brilliant smile, and a winning attitude. Clearing her throat she was tightening the knot of one of the accompanied streamers having been partially distracted by the rough stone outside on the alley walls, where she’d enjoy the feel of it beneath her gloved fingertips, Joker had been out for a few days and he was bound to be home any time shortly. ”Mommas gonna cry with cheer, when her Mistah J is here…putting up the streamers, droppin down the welcome mat… gonna catch us a big ol’ Bat…when my Puddin comes HOOOOMMMEEE!” The henchmen just rolled their eyes behind their masks, they’d dealt with Harleys excessive singing the entire day, and they were assured she wasn’t planning to stop until their boss arrived at least one of them anyways, they hope for their sake it was soon. At her feet Bud and Lou stood looking up at her with a silly look on their grinning faces, a loop of ribbon and streamers hanging from their mouths as if they were helping, although that wasn't the case, the pair had simply gotten into the bags of things she had purchased.
Harley was a slender woman, built like a gymnast, her chest was a good size, her thighs and hips round, and full, with a narrow waist and slender legs, for the time being she was wearing her usual Jesters suit with the cowl, the only added additions however would be the red makeup around her eyes, her black glossy vinyl corset, and the industrial goggles on her forehead which she often left on for sautering and working with various hazardous chemicals. Settling back slightly she placed her dainty hands on her hips and looked about "--I think Babies, we did alright...now guess its time tah watch the Boob Tube" hopping over the back of the sofa, she landed so she was upside down, legs kicked over the back of the length of the cushions, head where one would sit, flipping on the TV, cartoons would appear and she would of course laugh...the kids taking residence beside her.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 11:51 pm
Batman, as usual, stalks many people who breaks the law. Especially his older foes, Harley Quinn and Joker. Batman hung over the ceiling, using the the long man sized wood, to cover his presence in sight. They were kept to keep the building stable from earthquakes, at least longer resistance. He crouched down to give low profile from anyone below, he watched as Harley and her hyenas watch the television show. He turned his sight to the guards, seeing they were armed, Batman has to be a fast thinker before he does something rational like jumping down, like an insane person would to suicide. Batman, thought quick and reached in his belt pockets to get triple batarangs. He adjusted his grip on them so he could have a easy aim on these three guards guarding Harley Quinn. He knew Harley would be armed also, but he didn't mind. He locked his aim at the thugs, and tossed all of them on their heads to get them down for a few seconds. With them, unarmed, Batman had an advantage to get them unconscious. They slowly got back up as Batman gets ready to fight.
He quickly maneuvered towards the thugs beating them into a pulp with his strength. Batman did quick two combos with one of them, and released the third combo with a devastating kick or punch on the nearest enemy other than the original. This was a good technique to get them confused. While he fought, he bet Harley was watching him from where she's relaxing at. Once he finished with the last one, his head hit the floor hard as Batman walked towards the crazed woman in front of him. He stopped a few feet away from her, locking his sight at her. "Party's over Quinn."
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Nightwing the Renegade Crew
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 11:38 am
Harley would of course not noticed Batmans presence, though Harley was not as dimwitted as she once was, boobie traps would line the entry points her and J thought that Batsy would hit first, mostly everything but the back and front entrances. Yet even while it seems Batman would make short work of her henchmen, she wouldn’t oddly move a muscle, except only too rearrange her seating so that she was sitting upright properly and not upside down, her laughter still continued as if she either still had no idea what was happening, or even worse…knew and had a plan. Darkness had crippled her sanity, and slowly like Joker she had become something darker and more crafty, and less like a simple woman housing an obsession with the wrong kind of man. When Batsy had finished just as she knew he would, just after he spoke, she would hold her hand up. ”—Ah ah, hold on Batsy…I like this part.” in the animated cartoon the character playing the piano would be decked in the face with a pie, and the sound it made as it hit had Harley rolling into tears of Joy.
”—Ha ha works every time!” sighing softly she relaxed some. ”—Now where were we?” tapping her chin she recalled, ”—Oh yes…Party’s over Quinn…but B-Man, I think its already started…” quickly grabbing for a length of string that was hidden beneath the pillows, these were cleverly rigged too various Joker Gas bombs throughout the Hacienda, and when the string was jerked hard enough, the pins were dislodged from their settings and instantly the gas erupted from their bombs, adding a noxious near blinding green cover. The Gas would if breathed in long enough collapse anyone into a fit of giggles, taking them out easily. Hopping over the couch and disappearing through the gas with her babies too the back room for weaponry, she shot out. ”—Best thing about bein’ with an abusive man…you learn too take hits, and then sometimes you learn too fight back.” grabbing up her mallet beside the door, she would slip on those goggles of hers once in the clear, and moved back out into the gas too afford the disorientation. Once near, she would aim too take a hit at Batsy’s ribs…no promise she would hit of course…afterall, he was fast.
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 12:32 pm
The gas slowly took over the wide open room, Batman quickly acted and grabbed a small mask in his belt pockets and adjusted it on his face to breathe right air. While he has that done, he searched the room where Harley was at, but it was difficult to find her by the dark green smoke filling the air. He reached in his belt again, and grappled above where he sprung up before and stood up there in the meantime. Even though he can't smell the gas, it's still poisonous in his eyes, and body. He looked down the room again, and saw another door linked to where Harley just got into. He acted fast as he used his glider wings to hurry his way to the door. He opened it and safely away from the noxious gas.
Batman turned his head to see Quinn near him. He went to a battle position and waited for her move to strike. In case she had something up her sleeve, as always, he did too. Just need to know what's it for though..
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Nightwing the Renegade Crew
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 10:03 pm
Harley would be slightly flustered when she saw that he was found missing, her first thoughts were that he was above her, but he had already moved into the adjoining room. ”—So there ah reason why ya came intah ruin a girls surprise party fer an ol’ friend? If its about those department stores I borrowed the decorations from, I promise tah bring them back when I’m done.” moving about cautiously, she would command, ”—Babies go seek the intruder, lead Mommy too him!” instantly the pair, who seemed impervious too the gas, thanks too Harleys handiwork, hunt by their sense of smell, and bound towards the direction of the opposing room, instantly Quinn followed, as if she was some great hunter, and her babies her bloodhounds. Instantly the two bumbling animals dart towards the hero, teeth exposed while they leapt towards him, Harley herself following pursuit and aiming too take a crack with her mallet against the side of his head. ”—I’ve never been a fan of intruders, ya know how much time I have spent on making this place look grand!? Now whats the Clown gonna say when it looks like a Tornado hit it, he’s gonna blame it on the kids…or call me Lazy…do I LOOK like a lazy person.” if that first hit missed, she would try again…if not disarmed, too hit him again in the side against his ribs.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 7:12 pm
Creeper fell through the ceiling suddenly, finding himself in the middle of this fight between Harley and her pets against the Batman himself. He blinked a few times, getting his bearings (as best as a madman could get his bearings) and finally found himself focusing on the lovely Harlequin.
"BABY! I've MISSED you!"
Creeper dove at Quinn, dipping her low and attempting to lay a big kiss right on her.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 1:34 am
Before she could meet with her swing however she was taken back by the sound of someone falling through the skylight, and while she might have simply stepped over the corpse if one was indeed left there and continue her pursuit, the blonde focused some, blinking…and when she noticed who it was she gasped and took a few cautious steps back as if ready too flee in terror. Dropping the mallet, her babies would shrink back some in slight nervous worry but the entry of this one as if they knew what was in store for Quinn. When the slender red and black clad vixen was suddenly grabbed, she eeped and frowned suddenly finding herself in his arms, instantly she did her best too push him off, one hand rudely against his face and the other against his chest. Looking towards the hero she was pleading with her eyes, ”—L-look Batsy…ya help me out here, and I’ll letcha take me tah Arkham…no fightin’ eh heh heh eh…please!” turning back towards Creeper she would frown, ”—Cantcha get the message, I’m not playin’ hard tah get…but my fist might.” in order too free herself Harley would aim too drive a fist in lemon skins face, while she wondered when J was planning on getting home. She hoped not soon, would hate explaining why she had Batsy and Creeper hanging out with her in their merry abode.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 7:05 pm
Despite her tiny stature, Harley's punch connected with Creeper's jaw, sending a sickening crack through the air. Creeper flew away from the beautiful object of his insane desire, landing in various comedic props that both exploded and emitted various lethal gases upon collision. Coughing and hacking away, though seemingly unaffected by the gases, Creeper staggers to his feet and grins.
"Oh BABY was that some kiss! C'mere sugar and daddy will take you away from the mean ol' Bats!"
Taking on an animalistic posture, Creeper howls much like the cartoon wolf howling at an attractive woman before bounding, tongue wagging in the air, back to Harley.
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 12:00 am
When she was freed she couldn’t help but smile over what she had done, but she was better then she had been and was not quite so naïve too think he couldn’t just get up and start all over again. She was naïve however in hoping or perhaps believing that one day he might see her abuse as not a means of flirtation but a way in which he might decide the abuse wasn’t worth it. Staying just long enough too hear him, she would shake her head. ”—Lot more “Kisses” where that came from Handsome.” she hissed while picking a champagne bottle off the table and launching it in his direction, making weapons out of whatever was near her, cake knives, platters, bottles, rubber chickens…you name it. ”—Look Creeper, ya seem like a nice fella…but I’m really not the gal fer ya. I’m willing tah bet theres a nice girl out there just beggin’ tah catch what yer dishin, but I already got ah man.” she stated. His howl pulled her back soon, and after a slight pause she would shake her head. ”—No. Hell no.” deciding against facing him anymore, she would fly over the top of the table and run towards the loading dock door, her car was beyond that…if she could only just get too it…
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 6:21 pm
"What do you think your doing here, Creeper?" He questioned as he steps forward to close in both of the freaks. He lunged at Harley as he quickly unfolds a pare of bat-cuffs from his belt, and tied on Harley's wrists. He held onto the middle chain of Harley as he turned his head to see Creeper.
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Nightwing the Renegade Crew
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 7:06 pm
As Batman turns his head to look at Creeper, a fist grows large in his vision, clocking the Caped Crusader clear across the room.
"I'm sorry, Bats, but only I can put my pookeykins in cuffs!"
He leans in close and kisses her on the cheek.
"Save 'em for later, pumpkin! Rawr!"
Giggling, he throws the restrained Harley over his shoulder and bounds up some crates and out a window, smashing it nothing as he launches himself through. His horrible, insane laughter trailing after him.
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 7:13 pm
Great white yelled" freedom"! and looked around he had misread the map and was in The ha ha hacienda. He saw batman and slowly climbed back down.
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Nightwing the Renegade Crew
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 7:30 pm
He growled at the yellow skinned freak that just trailed off. Unknowing about the Great White Shark being there, he used his instincts and followed Creeper. "Where do you think your going?" He tossed a batarang as he aimed it at his legs, resulting him to fall.
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