Ivy laughed, a deep, rich sound, and shook her dark red hair out of her face. "I wouldn't trust you and that coin of yours even if someone paid me too. However, I will admit that we'll end up needing as many people in on our plan as we can, so I'll let you out."
She stood back, her pet making quick work of the glass. As she turned to leave, she let some of her typical pheromone-saturated perfume waft his way, wondering exactly what the effects might be.
She blew a kiss to the last guard, watching him fall to the floor in a heap as she stepped out the door and into the expectant world.

Harley had already knocked out a few more guards, at least she was fairly sure they were only knocked out. If they weren't then Jeremiah Arkham would be in sore need of new employees.

The petite blonde stood at the end of the hallway, leaning on her oversized mallet, her weight distributed to one side so her hip stuck up slightly. She rolled her eyes at the redhead, "Come on, Red! We already know how amazing you look, no time to show off. We gotta get ourselves outta 'ere before someone that cares shows up."

She punched in the alarm code, something that she had memorized from too many stays at the facility. Harley was positive it was still the same because nobody in the fund lacking dump that was Arkham, cared enough to change it every few months. Her assumption proved correct as she heard the gratifying beeping of the alarm being closed off. The blinking, 'Good Bye,' written in red on the screen was a happy shove off towards freedom.

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Heavens no. Hell Yeah.


Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

She smiled in the general direction of Harley, making her way over to her while stepping over the guards that Harley had knocked out. "Poor things" she murmured, the sarcasm in her voice something that couldn't be missed.
"Come, Harley" she said, her voice clipped. "Let's go find your Mister J and see exactly what he's up to on this fine summer night. No doubt" she murmured dryly "it's something especially devious."

Harley danced around the fallen men and after her redheaded companion. The clown girl was ecstatic that after all these months in Arkham she was finally free of everything that had held her down. No more bad food, company, she could choose to do whatever she pleased.

"Sure thing, Red!" She hopped out into the open air and took a deep breath, "Ah, the smell of polluted air. Ain't nothin' like ol' Gotham, ay Red?" She laughed and then let out her signature happy squeak, "Puddin'll be so happy I'm home! Wait...Ivy, do we have some way to actually get home? Or are we just gonna hoof it?"

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Heavens no. Hell Yeah.


Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

Ivy wrinkled her nose at Gotham's signature air, hardly sharing Harley's viewpoint.
She whistled sharply, cocking her head to one side as she waited, somewhat impatiently, for their ride. After a few moments, a giant topiary elephant came lumbering into view. Her mouth curved into a tight smile, and turned towards Harley. "Seeing as they impounded my car for no particular reason, this will have to do. I hope you're not afraid of heights." She swung onto the elephant, waiting for Harley to get on.

Harley laughed at her friend, "Come on, Ivy. Don't be such a kill joy. At least it smells better than Arkham."

The woman took a running leap, catupulting herself into an effotless flip, landing on the leafy elephant. She swung her arms forward, she had landed on a slightly sloped area of the elphants back and she used her wind-milling arms to propel her back to the proper center of gravity.

Harley's shoulders raised in a shrug and she gave an innocent grin, her finger resting on her lip. "Woops-see-daisy! I think I lost a bit of my mojo. I can barely keep my balance on this bohemath!"

She laughed again at her own folly and straddled the elephant, pointing gallantly forward, "Onward to freedom, Red!" She rolled back, falling into giggles at her own jokes.

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Heavens no. Hell Yeah.


Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

((can I join, and could I play an oc, the jokers new girlfriend because Harley hangs with Poison Ivy Now.))

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

(Harley's gonna be joining up with the Joker soon. I don't think adding another Joker love interest would be a good idea. Sorry. But if you have an oc idea just pm me or Juliette)

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Heavens no. Hell Yeah.


Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

((sorry, but no then, I don't really see how I could fit in then. Unless I can be a love intrest to the batman/bruce wayne.))

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

[Sorry, Maeth and I want this to be purely an action RP. There are plenty of romances out there, so... We might add in another love interest later, but you'll have to just keep tabs on the RP if you're interested. The way Bruce is right now, I don't think he can really put any girl at first priority anyway.]

[I'm sorry for the lack of posting, guys. I'll post asap, but I'm burried to the neck in work right now. I'll bb asap, I promise! I'm so so so sorry!]

(Well, there you have it, Misa. We have no room for romance. I think I actually stated that earlier. And Jules, I'm not interested in having Joker with another chick. After all he and Harley are the longest running DC couple ever. I just can't break up the cannon characters.)

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Heavens no. Hell Yeah.


Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

[I meant with Bruce, honey.][Misa, you could always RP a guy character or a different woman villain, right? If you felt up to the challenge, I mean.]

(Hmm...I'm kinda iffy on the female villains. We have three already with Avis involved.)

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Heavens no. Hell Yeah.


Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

[Robin! We need a Robin! I'm a bit shady on his character, however. it's been awhile.]

((soory, I'm not good at cannon chharacters.))

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)