Thread: Batman/Catwoman RP ((Blair&&X-Vash00))

Selina Kyle was many things to other people. To her mother, she was a failure. To her ex boyfriend, she was a worthless tease. To her high school english teacher, she was a waste of potential. And to Gotham, she was a criminal. They may not directly associate it to her name, but it was true. Weekly, she had been appearing on the front page of the newspaper, people only catching a glimpse of her before she was gone. Right now, she was unstoppable, but she was no idiot. She knew that she would eventually have a few people on her tail literally and that she was going to have to secure her approach. As a young girl, Selina was an accomplished gymnast and the apple of her parents eye. They shared the dream of her eventually going to the Olympics and getting a gold metal, which she was determined to have, but things got in the way. Unlike her team mates, at the age of sixteen, she started to grow breasts and hips. It didn't take long for her to gymnastics to falter, if only just a small amount, but just enough to take her out of the running to greatness... It effected her in more ways than one, and soon enough, she started to get into a rough crowd at her highschool. She started dating an older guy who gave her the slightest bit of attention, her grades dropped, and the rest was history... One month after breaking up with her on and off again boyfriend, Jason, the twenty-one year old Selina was living in a rat-infested appartment on the rough side of Gotham. But, hey. It was better than living in the sightly less rat infested apartment with Jason, who liked liked to turn on her after one too many beers at night. Not to mention, with her latest investments she was doing better than she had in a long time. There was nothing that made the independent girl want to go back to being a weakling that counted on someone else. She was done with that part of her life. Right now, it was her against the world, and she planned to do her part in making sure than no one ended up the way she did. She liked to think of her self as a female Robin Hood stealing from the rich and giving to the poor. However, that's not what Gotham had named her... No, she was Catwoman. Selina smirked at the front page of the paper, a cup of coffee in one hand and her morning cigarette in the other. She wasn't a heavy smoker, but she was nervous at the moment. Today was the day she was going to attempt at sneaking into a highly anticipated social event in order to get her hands on a few things. It was the riskiest thing she would have done to date, but she felt like she had to. After all, those rich snobs needed a taste of their own medicine... They needed to know what it felt like to have things taken from them, whether they were sentimental or not. A picture of her in her catsuit was displayed on the paper, demanding that people do everything in their power to get her into custody. It was pretty decent picture, she had to admit, and it was the 15th picture since she started to her nightly activities... Dressed in a form-fitted red dress, Selina approached the body guard at the front door and gave him her most charming smile. Catherine Flick, she purred, her finger moving down to point at the name on the list. Plus one... My husband is dealing with the vallet. I'm sure you can understand. She gave him a wink, and the guard gave her a goofy grin. To her pleasure, he opened the door and let her inside. Rolling her eyes, she walked across the large event room, her heels clicking on the marble floor, and went straight for the champagne table. Men, she thought, so easy to fool... With that, the young woman sipped from her champagne flute and let her eyes scan the room. It was a beautiful place, with lots of nice things. Things that cost a pretty penny, she imagined...