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Post by FortuneRed on Sept 28, 2008 21:14:24 GMT
Plan. A word used often but still unfamiliar. "Get in, grab the diamond, get out?" Harley guessed, not wanting to set the rules as that wasn't usually her place. "Quick n' simple. We got guns. We'll be outta there in no time. What's say you, Boss?" she asked Joker.
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Oct 1, 2008 0:39:36 GMT
"Of course," Joker said, he wasn't one for plans, he prefered to plan as he went along,though sometimes he did plan ahead, "But not just one diamond, all of it," he said, "that'd be way too small." he patted Harley on the head,smiling at her. He pulled a couple of guns out of one of the crates beside him, kicking the door open behind him, "Shall we?" he asked, "The night is young."
ooc:sry took so long,school -_-.
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Post by alldrenched on Oct 2, 2008 1:19:52 GMT
Ivy felt foolish as she followed them and with the Joker giving her orders. She pulled out her knife and slipped it into its sheath and into a vine on the side of her chest and smiled. She checked the vials at her side, filled with her precious lethal chemicals, bio-engineered weapons, strong coca extract to paralyze and the concentrated plant poisons she loved to dab on her lips or on her fingertips. She gawked at the Joker's rather dull choice of weapon, guns, how inventive, though his methods were interesting.
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Post by FortuneRed on Oct 3, 2008 1:25:37 GMT
"Righterooni," Harley agreed. "Lets go."
Gotham City Museum was a huge monumental building, constructed at the end of the 19th century with white cobblestone and placed in the very heart of the city. It held hundreds upon hundreds of valuable artifacts found throughout history, and Gotham took pride in it's substantiality. The night had already fallen over Gotham, and the museum was to soon shut its doors to the public. Crowds of people bustled out of the doors as closing hour reached sooner and sooner. Watching the crowd closely not far away were three villains, loaded and ready.
"So," said Harley, loading up her revolver. "Do we bustle in now and start shotgunnin' everyone? Or wait 'till later for a sneak?"
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Oct 9, 2008 21:49:57 GMT
Joker was contimplating both in his head, he could go in, guns blazing, and in Ivy's case plant's blazing, and well Harley, he wasn't sure what was blazing, but then going after hours would be easier, but then he'd have to deal with The Bat,and he wasn't sure if he was up to dealing with his favorite arch-enemy tonight. He messed with the safety on his gun, he thought those were useless, why have a safe gun? Did they not kill people? He turned to Ivy and Harley, "We're going to go in the backway, and come up to the front, get the guns ready,or in the walking botanist's case, her vines, kill the alarm and the traps on the jewels, kill the guards,grab the loot and get outta there before our favorite nighttime prowler shows up" he raised his eyebrows, "Any questions ladies?"
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Post by FortuneRed on Oct 15, 2008 3:40:07 GMT
(sorry about the delay, schoolwork is starting to pile up...)
"Gotcha," replied Harley, cocking the barrel into place. "Same goes for our other friends," she hissed, referring to Riddler, Hatter and all the others "lets grab that sack before they shove their little heads in, hm?" Harley was sure the press had gotten out all around Gotham about the diamond.
Making her way towards the back alley, a fire exit door nearby, she held her gun firmly. Giving the doors a little shove revealed that they were locked. Only a slight obtrusion to the plan. Placing breaching explosives on the door, Harley stepped back down the alley and watched the doors blast open violently.
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Oct 24, 2008 23:24:35 GMT
((It's okay,I got pretty busy myself.))
Joker laughed, "So true," he said, he watched as Harley blew the doors open, he pulled a machine gun from the inside of his jacket and stepped over the remains from the door, "Now then, find the alarm system," he said, "And the traps, I'll deal with the guards..."
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Post by alldrenched on Oct 29, 2008 1:47:55 GMT
Ivy slips quickly down the long halls, past the huge signs pointing the way to exhibits, turning and running through an Egyptian themed area and opening a door and glancing at the Museum Staff Only sign to verify she has the correct room. She gasps and looks frazzled, throwing her hands up at the guard," Oh thank god I found this! I was in the basement cataloging new art and I got locked in, I have been stuck here for hours!" Ivy rights her glasses.
The guard stares at her quizzically, but in her glasses and buttoned down shirt she looks like a grad student. He stifles a laugh. These intellectuals couldn't find their as- Ivy shakes out her hair and takes off her glasses,"I can let you out in just a minute, what's your staff id number?" Ivy smiles wide as she slips a small blade into her hand, she reaches out to shake his hand," Well thank you, thank you so much," she presses on ignoring the request for an id number. She cuts her hand to draw blood and, after grasping it firmly, cuts his hand too, holding the blade flat she tightens her grip and lets him go.
The guard sucks a quick burst of air through his teeth at a small cut and a stinging that seems to flow through his blood.
"Oh, so sorry,Doll!" she shows her hand with the small razor still in it as she shimmies out of her buttoned downed shirt and A line skirt. "Now tell me honey, how do I disable this alarm?"
The guard grunts and gasps for every breath," Three Codes, 2978au38iaj, and y86302bh- ," louder gasping, he whines so softly and fades. Ivy grabs his wrist. "Oh for the love of god! Always dying on me." Ivy pulled two plants off of her shoulder and a small magnet hooked up to a battery and shuts it off her own way.
( I too have been drowning in work)
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Oct 30, 2008 23:53:19 GMT
Joker walked casually into the room where the jewels were, he saw two guards,who poised their guns at him, "Oh, I'm innocent!" he said, then smirked, a gun shooting out from his sleeve, he pressed the trigger,shooting one and advancing on the other, he kicked the gun out of his hand, pulling a knife from the folds of his coat, "So," he said, "Lets hear you squeal..." he picked the guard up by his hair,lifting him to eye level, "Where to start where to start-...ah" he cut a gash from the mans cheebone to the corner of his mouth, "Don't you smirk at me.." he delighted in seeing the red blood trickle down the mans face, the screaming sheer symphony, "Now come on, why do they always scream?" he pulled a vial from within his sleeve, "This should do the trick," he forced the mans ragged mouth open,pouring it down his throat,throwing the man, who had started laughing, to the ground. "Here's the pretties!" he started removing the glass case from the jewels.
((I know, I'm out for a week so I should FINALLY be able to get on!))
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