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 Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 7:59 pm
Harley winced at the fish bit. She really, really, REALLY didn't like fish. Her expression loosened when she felt a finger tracing along her leg though, and she looked down. She then smirked a little and looked back up at Yuriko.
"Well, I'm not the gushy kind of romantic anyway. I'm much more into a good giggle." she replied.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 8:04 pm
Yuriko pulled Harley into an easy embrace laying on the bed, and kissed the blonde's hand smirking evilly, "Well, if you like to giggle, I could always tickle you..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 8:09 pm
A smile wrapped around the clowns face at that. "I'll bet you could." she replied.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 8:23 pm
Yuriko smiled and started softly kissing Harley. While all of a sudden, the assassin pinned both of Harley's arms over her head with one hand -- and tickling Harley's stomach, ribs and an armpit, "Is this what you had in mind, Harleysama?" Yuriko snickered at her 'prey.'
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 12:24 pm
Harley giggled and fidgeted under Yuriko. "Not exactly...she giggled"
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 5:30 pm
Deathstrike was now laying over Harley, wrapping one leg around Harley's. Yuriko continued to smile and hold Harley's wrists over her head with one hand, while teasing Harley with the free hand -- tracing her fingers gently over her ribs, over the busom, and the exposed armpit, ".... And how is this, My Love?" Yuriko's smile turned impishly evil, as she continued to tease the poor harlequin lady.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:49 pm
Harley continued to giggle and wriggle under Yuriko. Fortunately, her costume kept a nice boundary between the woman's fingers and her bare skin, so it didn't tickle too much. But....who was to say how long the costume would stay on.
"Getting warmer." Harley replied, smiling.
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Meanwhile, Rosie was fast asleep in her oversized and overly fluffy pink bed. Tinkerer was busy gathering up some tools to try and work on some of his little projects that were away from his large computer system. While he was to be busy at the other end of the room, Death Raider was going to keep his seat warm. Watch the monitors, security, and do a little surfing on one of Tinkerer's unused screens to find some.........weight loss advice on the web. Might as well start on that now. He did NOT want to give the Joker a reason to be upset with him again.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:59 pm
Yuriko continued to smirk evilly at Harley, as the Japanese noble began to softly kiss Harley full on the lips in a long slow caress. Meanwhile, Yuriko's free hand wrapped fingers around the zipper on the front of Harley's costume, and slowly pulled it down. Once the zipper was resting down around the blonde's navel, Yuriko slid her free hand inside - exploring under the costume.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:06 pm
Harley smiled and stopped struggling. Any thought she had before about not wanting to be in this kind of situation was completely out the door as of right now.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:16 pm
As Yuriko's free hand continued to explore and caress under Harley's costume, Yuriko deepened the kiss. Everything seemed to fade away. For Yuriko, there was only Harley.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:30 pm
"Aaaaaaaaannnnndddd.......we're gonna stop right there." A black cat said out loud to no one inparticular from a nearby rooftop. He smirked a bit and flicked his tail as he looked up at the sky. "You all should know what's going to go down. Just let them enjoy it." he said, then let a large, razor sharp smile spread across his face. "It's not often they get to be happy after all. Past or future." he purred. Then he curled up and made himself comfortable on the edge of the roof. "Greatest little twist I've ever made. Dare say this place is home to my masterpiece."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 10:25 pm
((Enter White Martian from the chooser's realm))
A streak appeared across the night sky like a shooting star. To anyone that might be on the cliff, overlooking the water, it soon became apparent that this streak was heading right for the area. Was it a meteor? No, this was a spaceship heading right for earth.
The ship impacted the side of the cliff near the water, making a small cave. Inside the hole the door lifted and a White Martian crawled out. He didn't remember anything that happened, he was having a mental breakdown, was confused and lost. Not knowing who, where, or even what he was he stumbled to the edge of this new earth formation and looked at the water. It looked safe, and cool. He jumped in and swam for the beach.
Once on the sandy cove that ended at the cliff-side he staggered around for a while, no one around, just an old car that looked like it fell off the cliff some time ago.
The wind blew cold on his wet skin and a paper flew up and got caught on his leg. The Martian bent down and picked the paper off him, looking at it. Bruce Wayne's picture was on the front, the headline read "Bruce Wayne, Millionaire Playboy: Still Missing." Slowly the Martian's skin started to change, his physical appearance turning into that of Bruce's.
He dropped the paper. "Where? What? Who?" He spoke with his original voice as he walked towards the city.
((Exit "Bruce Wayne" To Gotham City))
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 12:40 pm
ENTER from Batcave
Misty had her eyes closed as they sped into the city. Fortunately, they were going too fast for her stomach to do flip-flops. Wouldn't be able to handle that with the grinding pain in her stomach.
Still, she was smiling despite herself. This was a nice little ride, and she had been eyeing the cars up the last time she was in the cave.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 12:54 pm
" C.J. Benoit? This is Morgaine Bryne from Roxi's Bar and Dance. I'm calling to ask if you're free to perform tomorrow night and through the week. Stop in when you can and see Rox. She'll fill you in. Hope to hear you soon." The call came in, voicemail was left.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 12:58 pm
((Enter from Batcave))
The Batmobile screamed from the batcave like a . . . well, like a bat out of hell. Shooting around turns, C.J. eased the throttle back as he got to a straightaway.
"You holdin' up a'right?" he asked Misty. Aside from having to take her to the doctor, he was quite enjoying himself. Well, looks like I got that second date from the side forums, and we only just met here!! he thought. Giving himself a mental high five as he came up on that straightaway. Now let's see what Wayne Industries put under the hood! he thought as he opened the throttle nice and wide, the jet engine spouting a nice big flame as they shot through the countryside.
What he was oblivious about was the nice little voicemail that went off. He felt it vibrate in his pocket, but he didn't pay too much mind to it. The REST of the Batmobile was vibrating from all the speed C.J. was getting out of it. I guess Bruce isn't too much of a Throttle-Jockey.
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