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Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

3 too kind. If only she had been born as something else a bird, a wolf, a bug...anything else. She made a decision to renounce from the villainous life, she'd fake her own death, sell herself, and live out the rest of her existence as a worker in some 3rd world country. At least no one would look down on her the same way they do here. She had such big shoes to fill, always finding herself being compared to the great Joker. No one knows what it's like to be a shadow. Duela took out a spray bottle, filled with water in one compartment and laughing gas in the other. She sprayed her face and used her flowery rag to rub away the makeup, then took off her hat and threw it to the ground. When she turned in the direction of the sewers, she did not expect to see her nemesis unconscious. Just lying there...the perfect opportunity to finish her off.You're so lucky I'm not in the Evildoing Business anymore. 10 second ago and I would have gladly severed that head from your body. She grabbed her the girl by her arms, easily pulling her on top of her shoulders, and carrying her to a private storage compartment, which only she possessed the key for. No one knew about this place except her, it was actually located behind the dumpster where Batgirl had just been hiding. There was a crease in the wall, which opened a latch, revealing a slanted hole, inserting her key and switching it, accessing the garage door to open, completely invisible to the naked eye. Duela slid inside, closing the door afterwards, and causing the dumpster to move back in place. It wasn't the trendiest evil lair there were couches, obscene and explicit paintings covering the walls, not to mention her own maniacal messages etched in blood. But there were also modern contraptions, like a juke box, a bean-bag chair, psychedelic fluorescent lights, and a mini cooler. She was still a teenager after all, not exactly creepy psychopath material just yet. Duela placed Batgirl's body on the couch, not caring to tie her up or anything. She was welcomed to leave whenever she liked, it wasn't as if she still hated her guts. But she knew that if she'd left the girl where she was, the henchmen would have eventually found her and would have done...unspeakable things to her, things she wouldn't even wish on her worst enemy well, not anymore.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

I know It took about an hour before Alex came to. She looked around unaware as to where she was and then saw a girl about her age. Quickly she brought her hand to her face to make sure her mask on and it was. That relaxed her, at least this stranger had no clue who she was, just yet. Thanks She said calmly remembering what happened, she passed out, not too far from the joker clone. So it seemed she managed to be far enough away to not be seen, five feet didn't seem like much but apparently it was. Listen, I understand you save my life and I'm thankful, but there is someone i have to stop, otherwise people will get hurt. her side still hurt as she stood, and realized that there was no way she was stopping anyone tonight. Instead she was going to need some stitching, just to stop teh blood. Hey, do you know how to sew? She asked wondering if the girl could hear her. She hoped so, the fact that Alex was was still alive given the blood loss was surprising, but the fact that she was conscious was even more so.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that you're not the real Batgirl. Duela knew this because the original Batgirl had been captured by The Joker a long time ago, she had seen her without her makeup before she was killed, and this girl lying on the couch was not that lady.No need to thank me. Actually, I prefer that you forget this ever happened. And if the person you're speaking of is The Joker, than I'm afraid you're no match for him. It's not a matter of mental incapability nor is it because of resources or minions. But that in the end, evil always prevails, it's written in stone... Her eyes widened when the ex-nemesis asked if she could stitch,You'd trust me? Even after all I've put you through...Even though I'm Joker's d--.. She stopped, knowing her father would be angry if she spilled the beans. It hadn't meant to happen, Harley Quinn and Joker were just really high on laughing gas fumes and ended up in bed together. She was the result of their incident. A mistake they couldn't erase. They'd be happy to know she was running away.Um..sure. She left to retrieve some thread and needles, then returned and sat beside her,This is going to hurt.. Just as the needle pierced her skin cleanly, dipping and resurfacing, the thread looping around the edges of the wound until it was sealed shut by small stitches. She had been in many fights, with both heroes and even her father's henchmen, who assaulted her often so she developed the skill to stitch her own wounds.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

Put me through? Alex asked and thought for a moment. The girl who saved her was the joker's what daughter? It was the only worked that made sense in that made sense, and after listening to the voice she groaned. So you're the one who shot me in the foot? Alex asked angrily as she pulled off her boot letting teh blood to spill out. I think we have some problems with each other, first of you kinda pissed me off. Your henchmen are perverts, and you tried to kill me. She said as teh stitches on her side was finished. But, you're doing something i can't do myself. So to thank you, once you're finished I'm leaving and I won't kill you. Although Alex was truly in no condition to speak the way she was, she had to make Duela think she sill had control, one slip up and Duela would be the one in control and Alex would be at her mercy. So Once I walk out that door, the treaty is over, an come tomorrow night, if I see you, I will slit your throat.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

Duela had thought that she'd known that was her pursuer all along, and didn't take kindly to this change in attitude. Who was she to act so rudely to her hostess? Had she no manners? And that really made her snap.Yes, my father's henchmen are perverts. Yes, I did try to kill you. But I am no longer the person I used to be. I know it's hard to believe, but Joker's daughter is taking a vacation from the psychopath lifestyle. Then narrowed her eyes at the threat, and laughed.Kill me? You can barely stand, how do you plan on killing me? She stood up, insulted and her ego bruised, which triggered her involuntary defense mechanism.You leave when I tell you to. She growled,I was going to let you leave willingly, but now you've gotten on my nerves, and that cannot be ignored. So she left her for a moment, grabbing some rope and duct tape.I won't kill you, oh no, that would be too easy. I think first I'll ridicule you a bit, then maybe I'll let you go, if I feel rejuvenated and that justice has been served. Then she grabbed Batgirl by the arms and legs, placing her on a chair, and tying her down with the rope, taping her mouth shut, and tying her wrists and feet together.Maybe next time you're at the mercy of a villain, you'll remember to keep your damn mouth shut.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

It happened fairly quickly to Alex. Sure it may have passed at a normal pace but with the head injuries, loos of blood and fatigue setting in on Alex, she was passing out for a few seconds at a time making it seem to happen much quicker. Before she knew it she was already tied to the chair. She started cussing at Duela before realizing her mouth had been taped shut. Quickly she reached for the tap discovering her hands had also been tied. That alone hurt her ego as she found it stupid to imagine that her nemesis would be dumb enough to tape her up but not bind her hands. Still struggling was going to be a waste of time so instead of fighting she listened. Duela at least knew she was the villain, usually the bad guy had some sort of cause in mind making them feel as though they are the good guy, regardless on which extreme they are on. At least she had enough pride to admit she was the villain. It was enough to make Alex swear at her but the tape only muffle it. mercy? Alex thought to herself if you were teh true villain i wouldn't even be around to beg for mercy. Tat thought made her laugh a bit, and teh idea of laughing made her laugh even more.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

Duela sat smugly across from her, narrowing her eyes as Alex began to shudder with silent laughter, and ripped the tape off her mouth.What's. So. Funny!? She roared, gripping her cheeks, her face red with fury, nostrils flaring as she puffed. After so many years of living with a chaotically insane clown, she had had enough of senseless humor. Just to take her anger out on the poor gal, she slapped her across the face. Then she grabbed a whip, pressing it into the palm of her hand, and grinned sadistically. This was what she had been trained for, this was what she understood inside and out.I'm going to enjoy every second of this.. She laughed as she clogged her victim, loving the expression of pure terror written over Batgirl's face.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

Alex was able to read Duela a lot better than one would think. She wasn't perfect but she could tell the Girl was trying to make herself hold importance. Still she probably would have done better in a different city than Gotham. Regardless much like Batgirl she was stuck in teh deserted city. Its too bad your second best to your father. Alex smirked not minding the whip too much. It stung and it hurt but in comparison to the bullet and knife wound, it was nothing. face it your no villain, you are just a preschooler asking for a time out. Your father, The Joker, not that's a villain, compared to him your a the generic brand of margarine to the Grade A butter. You're a knock off. Batgirl knew she was walking on thin ice, but Duela seemed to be out of it. She claimed to have given up being a villain, and then she was going right back into it. That was what Alex needed. To confuse teh girl, make her feel worthless, and even if Duela would end up whipping her a few times Alex could handle it for a bit, just so long as she could get under Duela's skin.
Thread: A new idea

So like I know this costs money But an app That would be cool I would pay up to 5 dollars for one D
Thread: A new idea

An app for BMR has already been suggested. A lot of people are interested in it but it's uncertain if it'll be implemented. Would be cool but yeah, the idea has already been pitched and got quite a bit of interest in the idea.
Thread: Steam Birds

this would be interesting. id like to do the rp for sure. so count me in. i guess ill check out the ooc for now though
Thread: Steam Birds

yay! that's 3 people 3
Thread: Steam Birds

indeed the OOC is up as well put the Char sheets in there.
Thread: Steam Birds

still looking.
Thread: Breathing in snow (OPEN)

Aries Lockhart Every now and again you need time alone. You need to be able to breath and take sight of all that is around. and that was why, Aries was here. Standing on the highest peak with the cold wind slapping her bare face. Each gust of wind carried out a pain that was equal to being stabbed in the eye, but Aries didn't care. She was heartbroken. She was confused. She was..... Father, when is mother coming back home? The image of a girl invaded Aries's mind and her thoughts her were taken back to a painful day in October. The girl's father spun around and stared with fiery eyes. How dare you question me! He screamed as he reached out and struck the girl. But father.. I was only wondering I miss her. The girl tried to compose herself. She wanted to cry, but she knew that tears would only make things worse. Missing someone is what weak people do Aries.. and you would do best to remember that. With that last sentence the man was gone and a younger version of Aries sat on the floor of her study and sobbed. Weak, Aries repeated to herself as she was taken back into reality. Her chest burned with each thought of the memory, but for some reason she could not stop thinking about it. Her mother had been the most important creature in her life. She was the only person whom saw Aries for what she was and not what she could be turned in to. When Aries turned ten, she woke up one morning and simply found that her mother was no longer sleeping beside her. When Aries attempted tot ask her father what was wrong, he shunned her and dismissed any further questions the young child had and so he continued to during the years that followed. Taking a seat on the cold snow that surrounded her, Aries brought her knees to her chest and closed her eyes. It was times like these when she needed company, but with her mother gone Aries had no one. She never bothered to make friends during her school years, fore her father would always chase them away with stories of hell fire and instant death. After years of trying to be sociable, Aries simply gave up and turned her attention to her journal. She wrote about anything and everything she could and within a few months her journal became one of her closets companions. But of course, a journal can never be a substitute for human contact and that is what Aries craved. She wanted someone to talk to, someone whom would listen and never judge her no matter what she said. A person that would become a life long friend.
Thread: Steam Birds

in a world where world war two continued far beyond the normal end, and where Germany beat Russia cold fusion has been discovered, allowing for planes to be cheaper, faster, stronger and more lethal the only fuel needed is water, the only output is steam, and two or more pilots have been posted on one of the equatorial tips to make sure there arn't any dozy jerries flying down over Spain and Egypt to come back at us from the other side In actuality its just a 'holiday' post for squads, and at the moment we're that squad. insert romance, mayhem and the odd flight. This is going up in tandem with the IntCheck as I allready have another player intrested IntCheck link IC Link when it goes up
Thread: Steam Birds

Nice! I'll postmy characters soon
Thread: Steam Birds

ima post a charscter profile then
Thread: Steam Birds

on interests and coirdination you said the character sheets were on the ooc, and i dont see any. i also checked the profile page but couldent find steam birds. could you just post a link to them?
Thread: Steam Birds

still looking for people.
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

The police had cordoned off the are with remarkable speed and efficiency. There had be close to thirty five officers on duty there, keeping back the press and anyone else who wanted to get a closer look at things. It was clear that whatever had happened, it was bad. The police line was up completely, and officers were busily repeating the well known phrase No comment like broken records. One man approached the line with no hesitation, and ducked under. An officer jogged to stop him, but the man held out an ID that turned the officer around almost instantly. The man moved on t the building. Ma'am, I know this is hard, but we just need to ask you a few more questions. The lead detective said apologetically. If you know it's hard, then you'll step back, adn give the poor woman room to breathe. Came the self assured male voice from the door. The detective looked to see a tall, strongly built man standing in the doorway, seeming oblivious to the glares he got fromt the police. And you are? The detective asked. Harrison Trenton, senior partner at Harrison and Lloyd, and I am here for Miss Larkin. He said calmly, showing his ID. The detective sighed. Miss Larking is a material witness, but she's not being charged with a crime Mr. Trenton. She's no need for a lawyer. Then she'll have a co-worker for support who happens to be a lawyer. And if she's not being charged, then she's free to go. We're not done here! Then charge her with something, or she walks from here. Any further attempts to contact her in relation to this incident will be directed through my office personally, or I wil have you on charges of harrassment. Good day Detective. Esther? If you'll come with me, we'll get you out of here. He offered a hand to her.
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

Right now. Harrison said softly, promises of comfort and escape in his eyes. She was terrified, that uch was clear, and he had little doubt that she'd need a lot of time away from work if she was going to put herself back together. Which was unfortunate. he'd been watching her work records, and she did good work. Several of his staff disliked her, but Harrison was quite sure that it was worry about Esther replacing them eventually. And if she continued to improve, then they were right to e worried. Bree Larkin was the greatest offender, but Harrison knew it was from teh knowledge that Bree had reached the peak of her abilities, and would be climbing no further within the company. But these were thoughts for a distant time! He veyr gently rested a hand on Esther's shoulder, adn led her out of the building. His car was a large one, an old Lincoln, made in the late 60s, but it still gleamed like it was fresh from the factory. He made sure Esher was seated properly in the car before taking his seat. The car was running, adn he carefully pulled into the street, before finally looking to Esther. Were you wanting to head home then? He asked. His distaste for having the cat in the car was great, but he also knew it was easier than risking having Esther descend into hysterics from removing the animal. Besides, he wasn't completely without pity for her situation. She'd lost a firend, and good one if her reaction was any indicator, which was bound to unsettle anyone. He only hoped she might keep herself together at least a little.
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

She nodded to him, her eyes showing her emotion as the tears gathered but at the same time, much gratitude for his interference as well as arrival to the entire situation emanated from them. So she turned with him to leave, stroking Rumples little gray head as she walked too. The heels of her pumps clacked lightly on the concrete of the paved pathway of Abbys house. There was a throng of people surrounded as well as police and all the hoopla over a murder. She kept her head down and held Rumple tighter to her, earning a meow from the little cat. Once seated in Mr. Trentons car, she buckled up and kept the cat a little bundle in her lap. Thankfully, he stayed where he was and was so content to be purring as she stroked his head. It was probably what was keeping him in her lap and not creating an even bigger inconvenience in his car. It only then occurred to her that he might not even like having a cat in his really nice vintage car. She was really digging on it. It was beautiful. And what did she drive? Oh, her car She opened her mouth to say something that her car was Abbys but she figured she could walk to get it before she went to work. Just as he asked the question, her phone rang. She found it in her purse and looked at the caller ID. Her co-worker from The Spot. Hey. She answered. With a heavy sigh, she closed her eyes for a moment before nodding. Yeah, I can. She murmured. No, everythings fine. Ill be there in fifteen. Bye. She hung up and looked at him. Would it be possible if you took me to The Spot? I bartend there a few nights a week. I just called in. As much as she wanted her bath, she knew that working at The Spot that night would be a really lovely distraction. She wouldnt be alone with her shots and chances are, she would sleep tonight only because of the few shots shed get into her system. Yeah, she liked that idea a lot, especially the alcohol part. Perks of being a part time bartender. If thats not okay, thats fine. I can catch a cab. She bit her lower lip looking at him and then turning her head to look out the windshield. He was a big deal at the firm she worked at. She felt so tiny next to him in the car and just in stature. She didnt want to put him out more than he already was. No doubt, he was. She was sure.
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

Harrison smiled, a small smile that seemed to be sharing a secret. It had the look of one that didn't get used very often, which was certainly true. Nonsense, it will be no trouble at all. Though I believe the first thing you need to do is deposit your furry friend there at your home. I doubt the bar would approve of him stalking around, however amusing he may be. He said kindly. He kept an eye on the road, but reached out a hand to gently stroke the head behind the ear of the cat. As much as he didn't like them in his car, he did have a certain fondness for cats. Strong, independant creatures that required minimal care, and seemed to accept their domestication because it was easier than living wild. These were things about an animal he could respect. After that, I could use a drink myself. I'll stay around, give you a ride back home after you're finished there. He amended. A part of him wanted to make sure that she got home, and processed this out of her system, but he also knew that this might be a fairly solid coping mechanism, burying herself in a task, while drowning it in a wash of alcohol. He could hardly fault Esther for that.