RE: Being let out again and DCNU/Arkham Asylum/City!Harley

[harleykins]

Thanks for lettin' me outta that cramped headspace of yours, munnie! It's gettin' pretty crowded up there again, huh?

I gotta agree with ya that there just ain't enough of me around anymore! Can't ever have too much of the one and only Cutie of Crime, am I right? That being said, I know we just moved ta this place and all but would it kill ya to make me some new icons? I know you wanna finish that canon review and stuff but c'mon, don't be such a perfectionist! I'm all about the chaos!

As for that new me, but let's not bring her up, okay? That outfit is just sooooooo tacky, sure she's showin' all the right bits but where's the cute? I'm not dressin' like that and you can't make me. [ Sticks out her tongue. ]

And find me a Red, wouldja? Pullin' heists all by my lonesome isn't very fun.

There's a good munnie~♥♥♥

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[chlorophylliac]

'All by your lonesome', Harley? Why, did your Clown Prince ditch you for something else he felt like destroying?

[OOC: Canon point is 'that five minutes near the end of Sirens when she was legit going to kill Harley for betraying her' so I'm....sorry about this D:]

[harleykins]

Red! [ Ivy, have an over-excited clown clinging happily to you now, arms tight around your neck, legs wrapped around your waist, the whole shebang. ]

Mistah J an' I are takin' a break at the moment. You know that. You showed me what he was tryin' ta do to me, remember?

((Harley is from just before her jetpack exploded in Metropolis in her own series. Still very much friends with Ivy. Oh joy. xD))

[chlorophylliac]

[VFDSBFDFDVFDS THIS IS NOT OKAY IF YOU WEREN'T IMMUNE TO IVY'S TOXINS YOU'D BE ON THE FLOOR RIGHT NOW.]

Repeatedly. It's a lesson that's never seemed to stick.

[But seriously now]

What do you mean, 'takin' a break'? The last time I saw you you were decimating Arkham together.

[harleykins]

[ Oooh, on the floor? You could at least buy a girl a drink first you know? ]

Hey now gal pal, that just isn't fair. We've been tearin' up Metropolis real good and I haven't even thought about Mistah J in weeks. [ Well, maybe slightly less than that... ]

Uhm... He kinda shot you while you were dressed up as me? Thinkin' it was me who he wanted to kill. Then we went on holiday to Metropolis, remember? I distinctly remember you bein' there, Red.

[chlorophylliac]

Metropo-

Harley, that was years ago.

[But it was a better time. For Harley, if not for her. And she may be slightly more amenable to being clung to now.]

Of course I remember. For a Gothamite, I'm in the privileged position of being able to count my madman-inflicted gunshot wounds on one hand.

[harleykins]

I'm fresh from there, honeysuckle. We were havin' a blast!

[ She grins tilting her head. Oh good, because that clinging is still happening. Can you tell she's happy to see you, Ivy? ]

And no one's gonna be addin' to those on my watch! Nossir! [ She untangles an arm to salute smartly. ]

[chlorophylliac]

I am more than capable of taking care of myself, you reali-

Never mind.

What are you doing here, Harley?

[harleykins]

An' with me around you'll be double as capable! [ See? It makes perfect sense. Because her plans never backfire or anything like that, ever. ]

Mmm... Munnie was complainin' about all those movie people gettin' the spotlight. So I thought I'd come out an' lighten the mood.

[chlorophylliac]

Well, I don't blame either of you. Not that I need any reminders of my outing on the silver screen.

Just so long as he or she doesn't have any plans for you to set down roots anywhere.

[harleykins]

[ She can't help a giggle at that, sorry Ivy. But she kinda loves the movie. ] Your hair was real interestin' in it, though.

I dunno, nothin's really decided yet. What 'bout you, Red? Your mun put you anywhere?

[chlorophylliac]

Yes.

[Details, Ivy?]

An alleged rehabilitative facility. In reality, a place for the more troublesome offshoots of societies from across space and time to be dumped in a quiet corner to rot.

[harleykins]

Well that don't sound much better than Arkham.

[ She breaks into a frown, tapping a finger against her lips. ] 'Kay, I decided! I don't like your mun! No one throws my B.F.F. in some stupid space prison thing!

How 'bouts I come bust ya out?

[chlorophylliac]

Harley, I'm touched, but the only circumstances that would bring you here are circumstances I wouldn't want to see you in. [At this point in your history, anyway. Although if the last thing you remember is Metropolis, it's possible you're already there.] And 'busting out' of the Barge requires much, much more than the minimal effort it takes in Arkham.

[Not that she wouldn't drown six hundred kittens to have you there anyway.]

[harleykins]

[ She scrunches her nose for a moment, trying to figure out just what she's talking about. Nope, much too cryptic. ] C'mon Ives, you know I'd roll butt-naked down a hill of razor blades to help ya out.

How hard could it be? You get the guards little whiff of your pheromones, I knock a few heads with trusty Mr. Mallet, then it's bust down the door over the walls an' home free!

[chlorophylliac]

....Harley, the point of space prison is that even if you were to get over the walls then there's nowhere to....

[Let's move on.]

Besides, if it was as simple a matter as persuasion I would already be gone. My gifts have been pruned back to say the very least.

Oh, and there's a little flock of birds here eager to nip any of my schemes in the bud, I'm sure.

[harleykins]

{ She listens expectantly, but when Ivy cuts off mid-sentence she gives a little mental shrug and moves on. If it was important Red would tell her. ]

No way! Did they get one'a those meta-inhibiting collar things on you? Or that gas? What'd they do ta you, Red? Why I oughta...

Sounds like you could use some backup!

[chlorophylliac]

[A long pause. The last seven months have been bumpy for her and her coping strategy has mostly involved denying what remains of her humanity. And yet.]

Yes.

Yes, I could.

But to use a metaphor you'll understand, the only ticket here is get your ticket punched. At least, for people like us.

[harleykins]

[ Hey, everyone needs a helping hand now and then. Harley's even comes with a huge mallet thrown in for free. }

Well I'm comin' then!

Izzat all? I'll be there in no time, honeybunch! Just gotta find a way to go out with a nice big bang.

[chlorophylliac]

...

If your last memories are of Metropolis then I doubt that'll pose a problem.

[OOC: By the way, just in case I haven't telegraphed this clearly enough, I'd LOVE your Harley at Last Voyages but if you're not in the market for a game then I completely get it. ♥]

[harleykins]

Whazzat supposed ta mean? Do you know somethin' you're not tellin' me, Red? C'mon, that's no fun! Spill spill spill!

((I'm just getting a real handle on her voice again. I'm not in any structured RPGs though so I definitely have the time. I've skimmed LV before. I'll have give it another look. Playing off your Ivy would be awesome~♥))

[chlorophylliac]

...I was back in Arkham by the time I heard about it, but there were reports of a terminal mishap involving that jetpack of yours.

I've told you fossil fuels are a killer, Harley.

[Well, for what it's worth her voice is spot on! If you have any questions about the game, PM me or AIM me at 'metonumia']

[harleykins]

How'd you wind up back in Arkham, Red? Was it Thorn? Cuz Bizzaro was sayin' somethin' about not lettin' her go which you know, means he let her go. She didn't hurt you did she?

[ Insert perky shrug here. ] It was some experimental engine actually. S'what the inventor guy said.

((Aw thanks! I always worry about my voices. ^_^ I shall!))

[chlorophylliac]

Not badly enough that I remember it vividly now.

Anyway, in the end it wasn't much more than a brush with death [or not, but even if Ivy knows about it, 'you were in Hell and then got bored and decided to leave' is kind of a weird anecdote] but a hard enough brush is all it takes.

[harleykins]

Oh good. 'Cause you know if she did I might have ta pound her.

I'll see what I can whip up. Hold on to your vines, sweetlips. Harley's a'comin'. [ She grins widely, twirling on tiptoe. ]