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[qceensofkings]

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“Don’t get all smug on me now,” Isabelle muses with a roll of her eyes as she slips her hands into her pockets, her head tilting just a shade to the side as he smirks, “Oh? And what would that be?” An eyebrow raises. 

[lil-arte-missy]

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Astrid was feeling particularly restless, and decided to go out despite it being dark outside. She put on some yoga pants, a loose tank top and a baggy sweatshirt just in case it got chilly. Rasputin had been out for a few hours, and Artemis was comforted by the fact he knew his way home already though they had only been in the new place for a few days. Grabbing her keys and her purse she heads out the door.

A few hours later Artemis has found herself in a lovely park, filled with wildlife and plants, only some that she can identify. She is playing with a rat that came up to her when she hears someone approach behind her.

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"I gave up everything for you. I changed everything I /am/ for you." J paced across the room, gun held at his side. Green eyes blazed as his hand slid down his face. "I loved you..." ((Random angst for you because I am trash <3))

Isabelle remained where she sat on the couch, brown hues watching him as he paced. Her legs were pulled up so that her knees were to her chest. She had thoughts of getting up but that gun at his side made her hesitate. “I know you did. And I’m grateful for that,” She breathed, “C-could you put down the gun, please? I love you too. Just put down the gun?”

[herecomesplaque]

@doilooklikeihaveaplan Continued from here Plaque was silent as they looked at the wheelchair. Real silent. They had never met this man before, only came closer because they were curious and now here they were...Trying to cheat the amusement park guests into getting better seats then anyone else. Surely the most dastardly of plans. And yet... “Okay, but whose pushing who” The real question here, they felt they should be pushed as it seemed like humans tended to feel more sympathy for females over males and while Plaque themselves was neither, the host was on the female side and since that was what was showing, and Plaque was trying to pretend to be Lara...Thats what they were going with. Also if they were pushed then they wouldn’t have to deal with amusement park heat. It was this dudes plan, they should deal with it.

[mangledmenagerie]

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“Oh, you’re not a nice man.” Miriam wrings her hands nervously.

[dont-make-a-deal-blog]

J cracked his knuckles and tried to hide his annoyance, at least for the moment. "I don't know why you insist that you need friends. I'm your friend. My henchmen are your friends. Batsy and his little robins are not your friends." He downed his drink and moved toward the object of his annoyance in a few graceful steps. Before giving the other a chance to speak, J had his arm thrown over the others shoulders. "Unless you want me to take off. I could leave for good any time I wanted, you know?"

Alex took his own steps when the man walked to him, walking backwards that is. He couldn’t believe this guy was human, it was so gross. His soul that was. He could only send a glare. Oh I like this guy, perhaps we should take up his offer Alexander. He could be useful. And if he dies, that wouldn’t be so bad now would it? At least in your eyes. He hadn’t sound the demon sound so pleased about a human, that only made him more cautious and when he was touched he felt ready to snap. Too close, this guy was way too close. He hadn’t felt this tense in so long.

He sent a glare, though stayed silent for a little longer. He wasn’t sure what to say this to guy, sure he couldn’t die but he felt like if he said the wrong thing it could lead to a painful experience. Finally he spoke. “Why…Why would you want to be my friend?” Not his most confident statement, the crack in his voice hadn’t been planned and honestly didn’t help with trying to appear unbothered. Oh Alexander who wouldn’t want to be your friend? I so do not need you to distract me right now! This guy is creepy, so just shut it. I like him. “I’m not a very good friend, I’ve been told…” Well you are the reason that you’re original friends-Shut it before I shove glass down your throat. His glare went to the demon that was to the side of him, though what was there for others was a empty space.

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The hypnotizer slowly opened his eyes, this act being followed by a several brief blinks. As soon as he was concious enough, he looked around and panic started to fill him. 

He didn’t recognize this place at all, neither had he idea about how in the hell did he get there. The only thing he remembered was something big flying his way and then darkness. Thinking of that, Jervis realized how painfully was his head actually throbbing.

The brunette tried to stand up.

Of course.

How could he even think about not being tied up when someone obviously smashed him in the face and brought him some place, which looked like an abandoned factory?

Jervis’s attention shifted once again as echoes of light steps were approaching him.

“You shoud think twice if you want to make me bleed.”

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Joker made a noise of sympathy and shook his head. He stepped over the body with one foot and purposefully dug his other toe into the dead mans back. “Can’t let the vermin drag you down. Save your anger for those of us who might actually cause you a problem.” He winked and strolled around the small room, invading the other man’s space as much as he could.

His eyes snapped back to the others. “Of course, I don’t see why I need to kill you right off. You might even be useful to me.” He held out his hands and a surrendering gesture. “I even came all by my lonesome, doll face.” He laughed to himself and held out one of his hands and bowed as if he were asking the other to dance at a classy party. “Come dance with the devil.”

Oswald was carefully listening to what the taller man was saying nad slightly nodded in agreement. “It would be pretty embarrassing if someone as petty as this man dragged you down, huh?” 

A quiet chuckle escaped him as the clown prince of crime called him “doll face”. “I’m not trying to be rude, but I’m afraid we haven’t been in touch long enough for you to call me like that.” 

Black eyebrows slightly shifted in both shock and surprise as the Joker offered him his head, but he soon rolled his eyes as he neard the statement, Sure, it was poetic, but just... No. 

He wanted to tell the other to go to hell, but he realized he might regret his decision pretty soon.

“How about you come and ask me by the end of the week?”