Thread: Game Over (RoleplayMaster x OfTheFireFlysX)

A large warehouse housing the excluded members of The Jokers gang, who when Harley Quinn was abandoned by the Clown Prince himself, decided to defect from the criminal mastermind and leave their loyalty at the bidding of the girl who was the right hand woman for her love for so long. Right, listen up you purrrdy, purdy people! Harley stands atop a large wooden create that slightly towered above her new gang, swinging her hands into the air, releasing glitter all over her men. I just thought things needed to be a bit more... sparkly!. The princess yell's, much to loud to only have the goon's in the abandoned place to hear, the whole of Gotham would probably have of heard if they weren't too busy wallowing in their own sins. Now that Mistah J has left us, you all belong to me and have to do my bidding no matter what I say, got it! She shows her new power as she points over to two new members of the 'Party' as Harley would call it, and makes a pout, signaling for them to kiss each other as she nod's in the others direction. Standing tall, Harley beings to laugh like the little perfect clown she is and leans in as the two goon's contemplate kissing to please their new queen, but one can simply not do it and refuses the princesses request. Forcing his way to the front of the pack, he confronts Harley, climbing on the crate with his tall physique finding it effortless. How dare you... do you even know who I am and what I can do! The goon roars in the face of Harley, only greeted by a large smile, a smile that if it got any bigger, she would give herself a Chelsea smile. I do know who you are Mistah James, and I do know what you can do, and because of that, you cannot really of let me expect you to live... Harley tells the man, patting him on the shoulder, leaning to him, her cleavage on clear show for him. Wha-What do you mean... you recruited me to join you Harley! With the man's genuine inquiry, Harley picks up a clipboard on top of the crate and begins to read out names, pointing to several people in the group and reading their crimes, seemingly all related to abuse of children in one way or another before she get's to the goon's name who she is confronted with. Mistah James... I can't read your first name, it reminds me too much of J. Anyway... Mistah James, convicted of abuse of 14 minors in either a sexual or physical way and got broken out of the big house by the your old gang huh... Throwing the list to the floor from the crate, she grabs the mans collar with both hands, pulling him toward her, dropping her smile, looking him right in the eyes. I hate child abusers... with every fiber of my being, and now it's time to pay. Say hello to them other sick fuck's for me... With that, the man's face dropped as Harley's smile returned and pushed the man from atop the crate, letting him fall to his sure death head first on the floor below. After the impact, the man was laying on the floor, blood pouring from his skull, but he was still alive, and this did please Harley. Fuck Mistah James, you are a resilient fuck aren't cha'! Surveying the crowd, Harley look's for other new recruits to her gang which was not with The Joker at the time she got thrown out. Seeing a man at the back of the pack looking slightly nervous and maybe even a little shy, Harley grabs her signature hammer from down by the side of the crate, shouting over to man she spotted. Hey you!... Wanna' please a girl? Gesturing for him to come to the front, she dangles her oversize comical weapon, waiting for him to come over to the front, and seeing if he uses his initiative to please his new princess.