|
|
Post by Poison Ivy on Sept 23, 2008 17:47:51 GMT -5
*Pamela walked down the dingy street, the light cast from the streelights doing little to illuminate her way. Everything seemed to be cast in shadows, even in the twilight hour. She had one destination in mind, and that was home, to tend to her precious babies. Therefore, even as she passed several gentlemen walking out of a club, its music overbearing and loud as it washed out into the street, she took no notice of them. But she knew they noticed her. They always did. In her flattering black top, pants, and a new pair of shoes she had just purchased, she knew she looked good, and that always worked to her advantage. But that didn't necessarily matter to her. Pamela could have cared less for the insignificant humans, they were nothing to her. Even as they whistled as she walked by, she ignored them. She heard their grumbling, and then footsteps as they followed. Did they honestly think that they would survive an encounter with her if they continued to pursue her? How wrong they would be. She may have looked inncoent and harmless, but those who knew her stayed far away. It was for their own sake after all. Don't they have anything better to do than follow me? she thought, frowning slightly. She had only dressed this way for an errand run, precious items for her precious babies. She had also picked up a new plant, which she now carried in her purse, it's dark green leaves poking out from the top. It was a much safer way of transportation than a silly plastic bag, and it would be much more comfortable* ---------- - anyone is welcome to join  |
|
Harley
Gotham Citizen
Posts: 42
|
Post by Harley on Sept 24, 2008 15:25:11 GMT -5
((Hey Id like to join but I cant decide if we should meet for the first time or if i should already be staying with you after getting kicked out by the joker. Which do you prefer?))
|
|
|
|
Post by Poison Ivy on Sept 24, 2008 17:16:45 GMT -5
((Hmm....whatever you prefer! I'm open to either scenario Technically, if it was their first time meeting, they'd be in the jewel hiest (sp?) so whichever!)) |
|
Harley
Gotham Citizen
Posts: 42
|
Post by Harley on Sept 25, 2008 14:00:05 GMT -5
((That tis true...ok....well....here goes...))
Harley lay on Ivys couch in nothing but a mans white button up shirt. Her hair was in pig-tails as usual and she had an ice pack on her eye. Joker had kicked her out again and this time was a little violent. Ok, very violent but not as much as usual. She sighed and waited for Ivy to come home. Ivy didnt yet know that Harley was there but she knew she was welcome. Though she wasnt quite looking forward to Ivys rant about how bad Joker was for her and how she should leave him.
"Just one more thing to add to my headache" Harley said to herself.
|
|
|
|
Post by Poison Ivy on Sept 25, 2008 16:40:14 GMT -5
"Hey, Lady!" called one of the goons, and the other moved quicker than Pamela had expected. Now two blocked her path and the other was right behind her.
"Can I help you?" she asked coolly, her gaze darkening. Her hand instinctively went to her precious baby in her purse, protecting it from the neanderthals.
"We just wanna have some fun," said one of the other guys, smirking and looking quite smug about it.
"Well sorry boys, but I've got other plans." She moved to step around them, but they annoyingly continued to block her path. "Don't you know it's not nice to hold back a lady?"
"Oh come now!" The guy behind her, the bigger of the three, grabbed her arm and twisted her back towards him. Lucky for him, he had grabbed the part of her arm that was still covered. How boring she thought to herself, and then reached up with her bare hand and ran it along side his face. The brute smirked, and then his face took on a shocked expression as her poison invaded his body. He choked, his hands flying to his throat, and he dropped to the ground, motionless.
The other two goons stared, and then one said angrily, "What the hell did you do to him, you *****!" He went to grab her, and she leapt up deftly, kicking him squarely in the chest and knocking him to the ground. When the last guy reached for her, bad mistake on his part, she landed another kick, and while they lay groaning on the ground, she reached inside her purse to take out two small white seeds. She dropped them in their open mouths, and as the plants grew, she walked away in satisfaction, listening to their screams echo through the night.
A short while later, she finally made it home. A light was on.
Hm...I know I didn't leave it on she thought, frowing slightly. Slowly, she opened her door, only to see Harley lying on her couch, an icepack on her eye. Pamela visibly relaxed, and unshouldered her purse.
"Gave you a nice one, did he?" quipped Pamela as she removed her precious baby from her purse and set it on the counter. She rummaged in a drawer for some plant food and once her baby was fed, she took a small watering can and gave it the nourishment it so desired.
"You know, one of these days, he's going to leave you off a lot worse than that, and that what're you going to do about it? Go crawling back to him?" Pamela stroked the leaves of her plant tenderly as she looked over at Harley.
|
|
Harley
Gotham Citizen
Posts: 42
|
Post by Harley on Sept 25, 2008 21:23:17 GMT -5
"Yea yea Pamy I know I know" Harley said sarcastically and then sort of sighed knowing she was....well....right. What would she do? Pam couldnt protect her forever.
"Were have you been my love?" She asked sitting up on the couch to look at Ivy. She crossed her legs and sort of half smiled, then winced at the pain.
"New plant?" Harley asked even though she knew the answer. She just wanted to talk, and NOT about Joker. Harley was a little worried hed come looking for her. She knew Pam could handle herself but she didnt want her best friend hurt. Joker had a twisted way of handling things. Who knew what he might do to her. To them....
|
|
|
|
Post by Poison Ivy on Sept 25, 2008 22:43:48 GMT -5
She just shook her head at her friend's dilemma. Honestly, what did she SEE in that guy?! He was a royal pain in the *** to her, a complete jerk, yet she STILL kept crawling back to him!
Pamela was almost fed up with the entire situation, but she couldn't feed Harley to the wolves, and the Joker was the worst kind of wolf. The one that just took hold and would never let go.
"I've been shopping," she said casually, not really feeling like breeching the subject of the Joker again, knowing it would only get them exactly...nowhere, and would only succeed in giving her a headache. "Some buffoons thought it'd be nice to hit on me, too bad they didn't realize my touch was poison." She smirked, chuckling softly, and picked up her baby tenderly. She carried it over to the windowsill, where it would get some light, and patted it gently. "There there," she said softly. "No one will hurt you now." She motioned to her new baby, glancing at Harley. "I rescued it from a dump, all my babies were suffering, I had to do something. Sadly, this was the only one I was able to save, but it'll be beautiful and happy now." Her gaze darkened slightly. "Plants never turn on you."
Pamela turned and fiddled around in her cabinets, pulling out two glasses. She filled them with beet juice and walked over to Harley, handing her one. "For your health, Harl."
She drank hers rather quickly, and then perched on the arm of the couch. "Do you need more ice?
|
|
Harley
Gotham Citizen
Posts: 42
|
Post by Harley on Sept 26, 2008 14:21:37 GMT -5
Harley took the drink and said quietly, and sarcastically..."Awsome..."
She drank her beetjuice trying not to make a face. She loved how kind Ivy was to her but her taste in food sometimes....well...Hell at least she HAD food. There were times when Joker and her were so poor...Her thoughts were interupted by Ivy.
"Uh? What? Oh. Ice. Um...Nah I think Im good. I actually want to go to bed. Soon at least."
Her eye was suddenly caught by something.
"Hey Pam is your new 'baby' supposed to be moving?" She asked as the little plant in the window was shaking ever so slightly.
|
|
|
|
Post by Poison Ivy on Sept 26, 2008 17:04:39 GMT -5
Pamela chuckled at Harley's face as she drank the beetjuice, but deftly swept some of her dark red hair over her shoulder instead of making a comment. "You know you're always welcome here, Harley." She smiled, and motioned back towards her bedroom. "Whenever you're tired, go right ahead."
Standing, Pamela glanced out the window, and then took Harley's empty glass to the sink. As she washed the two cups out, she heard Harley's comment, and looked at her, confused. "What?"
Then she looked at her baby on the windowsill and indeed, it was shaking. "Aawww baby," she soothed, picking it up and touching it's leaves. Something buzzed near her, and the plant moved suddenly, snapping the fly out of the air. Her precious Venus fly-trap had been hungry. "Do you want more?" It was almost as if Harley had disappeared from the room, as Pamela's attention became completely focused on her precious.
She looked around, and them rummaged through a cabinet, and pulled out a jar of spiders. Unfazed, she reached into the jar, pulled out a smaller spider and fed it to her baby. "There you go!" She covered the jar, and then took her baby over to Harley. "You should meet her, she's very nice! Just no snapping." She chuckled and held the fly-trap out to Harley. "See Harl, harmless!" She winked. "So long as you don't make it angry." She chuckled
|
|
Harley
Gotham Citizen
Posts: 42
|
Post by Harley on Sept 28, 2008 22:06:45 GMT -5
Harley stared wide-eyed at the flesh eating plant. She raised an eyebrow and turned to Ivy.
"If that thing bites me, Im pop-gunning it"
And with that she stood up, put the ice back on her eye and headed towards her room.
"And since when do you keep a jar of spiders in your cupboard, freak?" She said as she opened her door and went to bed.
((LOL this reminds me of Little Shop of Horrors. We should go in that direction......Thatd be SO fun!We need a batsy to save us though))
|
|
|
|
Post by Poison Ivy on Sept 28, 2008 22:16:42 GMT -5
((hahaha yes!! It DOES! XD XD XD))
Pamela could only laugh. "Since my babies started getting hungry more often than not, and I don't trust them outside." Her gaze darkened slightly as she thought of the imbeciles that inhabited this beautiful planet. "They don't know how to treat the planet, nor do they realize that it could turn on them in an instant," she added more to herself than to anyone in particular.
She glanced up to see Harley walking into the bedroom. "By the way, there's more of these in there! Hope you don't mind! They like that room."
Pamela smiled softly as she patted her newest baby and set it back on the windowsill. She busied herself cleaning, her thoughts flickering to Harley and him. Honestly, what does she SEE him him? He always hurts her, yet she still keeps running back to him. She has GOT to get a spine!
Once finished, Pamela laid down on the couch, closing her eyes as she let the events of that day pass through her mind. Saving the plants, saving the ecosystem, it was getting harder every day, and the Bat didn't help matters. No, she just needed to make a new plan, one that involved removing all obstacles.
And that included the Joker.
|
|
Harley
Gotham Citizen
Posts: 42
|
Post by Harley on Sept 29, 2008 13:52:00 GMT -5
((Oh snap. Lol. We going on to the next day or something?I have like no ideas....honestly....except Little Shop. Lol))
|
|
|
|
Post by Poison Ivy on Sept 29, 2008 22:05:45 GMT -5
((Sure, we can start the next day, if you want to go ahead and start it! I'll join in )) |
|
Harley
Gotham Citizen
Posts: 42
|
Post by Harley on Sept 30, 2008 13:45:49 GMT -5
Harley awoke hearing a strange noise. She looked around at her plant covered room. She was used to that and pretty poisonous flowers didnt fase her.But this noise.....she had heard it before....she thbought.....maybe.....Then she knew. The noise was a growing plant. Like actually growing at that very second. She got up and looked around. There. That stupid Venus fly-trap. It was probably a whole inch taller than it had been last night. And its vines much longer. Reaching out....for her....the vines went all along the wall, crawling steadily. Growing slowly but growing none the less.
"How...?" Harley whispered. She reached out to touch......
|
|
|
|
Post by Poison Ivy on Sept 30, 2008 19:14:21 GMT -5
Pamela had woken especially early that morning, none too happy, but groggily getting up off the couch. She had fallen asleep there accidentally, not exactly the most comfortable position.
She rubbed the sleep from her eyes, and then stood, stretching. She got herself a glass of beet juice, drinking it rather quickly, and patted her baby venus fly-trap. It was getting bigger, and it looked so happy.
She smiled, setting her empty glass in the sink, and decided to check up on her babies in her bedroom, where Harley slept. Pamela walked in just as Harley was about to touch one of the vines
"HARLEY!" she yelled, slapping Harley's hand away from the vine. "Don't TOUCH them! Are you insane?! You want to lose your hand?"
Besides the fact that her friend would've most definitely almost lost a finger or two, Pamela was a bit over-protective of her babies, and no one went near them - not if they wanted to stay alive.
|
|
