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Post by FortuneRed on Sept 1, 2008 0:39:48 GMT
Harley rummaged around the empty room of the old abandoned warehouse her and Mistah J now used as their secret headquarters. "Where are those blueprints?!" she mumbled to herself, opening up boxes and foraging through desks and drawers. The blueprints were the map that planned out the robbery that took place a few months before at Gotham's biggest city bank. Their most successful robbery to date, the Joker and his henchman had managed to scourge out millions of dollars from the bank's vault, without even being interrupted by Batfart . Meanwhile, Harley had waited back at the warehouse, her orders being to shoot off any other henchman that had failed to die along the way. Henchmen were easy to get for her Mistah J, they came and went. Hakuna Matata, right?
"No.. No.. thats not it," she continued to mumble to herself, trying in a rush to find the papers before Mistah J realized they were gone in the first place. The blueprints were crucial for planning, and any other bank robbery they would do in the future would be based on the success of this previous one. She had misplaced the blueprints weeks ago, and had only recently realized. Harley's heart pumped harder as she rushed through the room, now covered in papers and overturned boxes, desperate to find the important documents.
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Sept 6, 2008 14:27:27 GMT
The Joker had had an amazingly good heist for once,all his henchman had been shot, least the ones he had had to himself, he didn't know about the ones who disengaged the alarm, but he had his ways of making sure. One of them Harley back at the warehouse, for someone who clung to him like a puppy, she came in handy at times. He kicked the door of the warehouse open, seven duffle bags full of cash were slung over his shoulders, "Honey, I'm home!" he said, walking through, looking for Harley, he set the bags on a table, most of it pouring out of it as he continued his stroll through,looking around for her, "Harley....." he echoed, he finally found her, looking around at the mess, "What the hell have you been doing?" he asked,picking up one of the papers and looking at it, he narrowed his eyes, this only ment one thing, "What you lose?" he asked, getting a little angrier, if it was something small, he wouldn't get that mad, but something big like, oh say blueprints, she wouldn't get by so easily.
((hope that's good enough! I'm always a lil' rusty on my first posts,no matter if I've played the character before or not.But I build as I go along. Was I supposed to post info about him in the RP Intro? Wasn't sure since you had it already.))
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Post by FortuneRed on Sept 6, 2008 23:13:00 GMT
((No way - its awesome! You have me grinning. *really excited for this RP now* you can post a desciption if you want, doesnt matter to me )) Harley practically jumped four feet in the air as she heard the backdoor slam from a distance and Mistah J call in his greeting. Oh, no. Oh no, oh no, oh no. She was in for it now. All of it flashed before her eyes - what would it be this time? A good slap around? A couple of black eyes? Maybe he'd be nice this time and just give her the rubber chicken with the brick in it. She turned around ever so slowly, only, and inevitably to find her Puddin' standing there, his expression one of curiosity mixed with annoyance. "Er," Harley stumbled, her face going red. "Well, I was just doing some spring cleanin', Puddin!" Yes, yes, that can work. "I mean, this place has been a bit down in the dumps, you know? I thought I'd rearange some, er, stuff. Eh heh.." She flashed him her biggest (and nervous) grin. She was surprised if he couldn't hear her heart thumping so loudly, it was about to burst through her chest. "Lose? I didn't lose anything!" she squeaked, getting more nervous by the second as his expression turned to one of anger. "I mean, lose is such a strong word, Puddin'. I'd like to say I misplaced..." Her voice trailed off.
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Sept 7, 2008 0:53:38 GMT
Joker leaned against the doorfacing,listening to her make up an excuse for tearing rip through the boxes. He started shaking as he approached her, "What you misplace this time?" he asked,licking his lips,promising himself if it was something small,he wouldn't hit her, maybe slap her a little,but not hit her, "Just tell me what it was, and maybe just maybe, I won't get mad." he clenched and unclenched his fists, trying to keep from hitting her then and there.
((I have a really lengthy one,haha,but I don't think I'm gunna post it,it'd take more than one post. I had to do a character application for him on another site.))
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Post by alldrenched on Sept 7, 2008 2:09:57 GMT
Life curling out on cement, thriving on cement, this tiny miraculous sprout, breed from a weed, creeping charlie, and the fierce invasive climbing fern. Ivy spoke to it, half singing in her quiet, crazed way, until banging from next door interrupted her. Then more banging, things being tossed around and hitting the wall. Ivy sighed and looked down at the sprout once more when things became quiet.
She went about her fawning more, you are a wild thing, something that can take back this city, reclai- another loud bang that left her hanging plants shaking. She grabbed a basket of petunias that was loose, about to fall, and huffs. Pressing her face against the glass to see out into the dark without the glare of grow lights she stared out at the warehouse next door. Lips pursed she turned and began stomping over to the dimly lit building's loading door.
[ I have never RPed Red before so I will happily accept any criticism]
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Post by FortuneRed on Sept 7, 2008 20:44:14 GMT
Harley started walking backwards as he got closer. "It was nothing Puddin', really!" she gulped, making her way behind a desk to put an obstacle between her and Joker. "I- I mean, just a couple of blueprints is all..." He wouldn't hit little ol' me because of a few papers, would he? "B-but you wouldn't need 'em anyway, right Puddin'? I mean, you already went all topsy turvy at the bank. 'Snot like you're gonna be going back anytime soon, right? Right?" Harley suddenly felt like an ant that was being loomed over by a giant, menacing tarantula.
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Sept 10, 2008 20:51:07 GMT
Joker attempted to get around the desk to her, "It's not that you just LOST THEM! Those were the ticket to every bank in Gotham!" he said, "Without those everything goes to pot!" he felt his anger rising higher,fixing to just go through the desk to get to her, he could fix it later.
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Post by alldrenched on Sept 11, 2008 3:16:50 GMT
Ivy peered around the seemingly empty warehouse. As she wandered she heard voices getting louder and louder. Stepping over a dead henchman, she came to the source, a room filled with overturned boxes and coated in papers, and there was poor, sweet, pathetic Harley, looking close to tears. Ivy suppressed the urge to scream and narrowed her eyes, staring coldly at the pair.
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Post by FortuneRed on Sept 12, 2008 2:10:14 GMT
"Well.. I haven't lost them yet!" she exclaimed in a hurry, trying to get him to understand, before he could jump to conclusions; before he could hit her, or throw her out, or feed her to the dogs. "I was just doing you a favor, Puddin', looking for 'em ahead of time. I swea-"
Harley's attention snapped to the doorway. Out of nowhere, her best friend Ivy had appeared, looking threateningly at the both of them. At first Harley seemed confused, but her emotions took a turn of worry for Ivy. Bustin' in here with no permission? Joker wouldn't be pleased...
"Er, Ivy!" She exclaimed loudly, trying to pull the attention off her predicament. "So good of you to stop by! I was just doing some spring cleanin', see..."
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Sept 14, 2008 19:04:33 GMT
Joker silently growled, Ivy always had that annoying habit of popping up when something happened. "Ivy,go home," he said,glaring at her, "This is between me and Harley." it also made him even more mad.
((sry took me so long,went on a tour of a University yesterday and didn't get back til 12:00 am.))
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