Posts by `nightwitch

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]"Don't ya talk to puddin' like that, bonehead!" snapped the albino serval as she slipped over to stand beside Circusclown, her hips swaying a bit as she walked. Her pale pink optics narrowed at the butthole Boneclanner as she pulled the sides of her maw with her paws and stuck out her tongue. Sheesh, there weren't a lot of these idiots around, huh? Boooooring![/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]Seeing as she had recently joined, Harley wasn't feeling the emotional pain from possessed Rick's actions like everyone else was. Not to mention he hadn't exactly been the worst to her; allowing her to attack some 'peaceful' Sunclanners, telling everyone to step up the killing/capturing game and the whole Moonfang torture thing was great too! Personal vendetta and all that.

"Sweeeet, are you a vampire?!" inquired Harley giddily, spotting the familiar caracal as she sauntered back into camp, her beloved aluminum bat clutched in her jaws. Tossing the bloodstained thing to the ground, the albino serval plopped herself down on her bum and added, "I'd offer ya the birdie I hit but he's a little flat pancake right now!"[/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]pooooisssooon iiiiivyyyyyyyyyyy ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh[/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]Bursting into laughter at Lionel's response to her question, the albino serval rolled back onto her back, finding his comment way too hilarious. But she rolled quickly up to her paws, pink optics glinting warily as Lionel began to trash talk Barron!Rick. What a dumb-dumb move. Even if this guy wasn't possessed, you still really didn't want to talk like that to the leader. Instead of trying to control the situation like Mona or Corrupt who were trying to get Lionel away from Rick, Harley kept quiet as she watched Barron!Rick lunge forward for Lionel. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]Giggling wildly as Kano literally ate sh*t and then made Haise chow down on a ghost pepper, the albino serval bounced back and forth excitedly. Her sparkling pink optics would flit over to Moonfang as she was designated as the new victim and waited to see what Haise had in store for her.[/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]Sticking out her tongue childishly at her new prisoner, the lean serval conjured up her aluminum baseball bat and swung the bloodstained object a few times experimentally. "Hey, don't be such a whiny little baby!" sighed Harley, using her superspeed to suddenly step closer to Redarmy as a twisted grin curved across her maw. "Play nice!" Jumping up briefly onto her back paws, the albino feline aimed to slam the baseball bat down on Redarmy's flank before twirling around to address her questioning clanmate. "This is Redarmy! What a cutie, huh?!"

[forgot to ask; any specific injuries ya want?][/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]Spotting the familiar scarred figure one his descent to the ground after being dumped off by some mysterious flying stranger, the albino serval had sprinted forward, her ears slicking back against her head as she dropped her baseball bat and the random loner she had been prodding with it. "Puddin'!" called out Harley, her Brooklyn accented voice distorting as concern flooded her system. She pushed past Nightshade as he began to shift into his dragon form for some reason and skidded to a halt a few feet from Circusclown. A small whine escaped the lean feline, pacing back and forth as he whirled about, brandishing his knife at anyone who came close enough. She wanted to help but she didn't know what to do![/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]Most of her days in her new home had been spent bounding around from torture to torture, raid to raid or worrying about her Puddin'. The whole possessed Rick thing seemed to really strike a nerve with him though she didn't really mind him, well not until he started executing one of their own. Still, there was nothing she could do personally about the matter so Harley continued with her usual business. Bouncing happily from her new quarters, the albino serval stepped out from the castle and into the bright sun, releasing a small giggle as she batted at a nearby butterfly. "SPLAT!" shrieked Harley giddily as she conjured up a comically large wooden mallet and brought it down full force on the little bug.[/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]thread for sylwia and harley: click here!

yes to both! ya guys want me to make the threads?[/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]"Looks like ya really need to up ya security, huh Tama?" giggled the albino serval as she bounced over to trio, her pink optics flitting briefly over to Barron!Rick before she conjured up her beloved aluminum bat and swung it a few times experimentally. "Here to save Ghostie-Toastie?" Lunging forward, Harley used her super strength as she aimed to slam her baseball bat onto Tama's back, hoping to break something or another. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]Releasing a squealing yelp as Circusclown picked her up and threw her harshly away from him, Harley was slammed forcefully into Nightshade's foreleg and fell to the ground at the massive dragon's feet. Stirring a few minutes later, the albino serval would stand up on trembling legs, nose wrinkling slightly as she tested out her limbs in a brief check to see if anything was broken. Each squeeze of her lungs caused a small ache but nothing hurt more than her wounded pride. Pink optics briefly twitching up to Nightshade, silently thanking him for at least trying to help her, Harley would return her pale gaze to Circusclown and Leonidas. She wouldn't approach again, seeing as that had ended so well the last time, but she didn't leave either, concern for him still vibrant in her twisted mind. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]"I got a little Rift cutie and made 'em scream!" called Harley excitedly as she bounded over, some blood still dotting her snow-white fur, "What else ya got for me, Bandaged?!" [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]Nose crinkling as some random person she hadn't met before charged past her in her defense, the albino serval lunged forward, aiming to drag Joker back and away from Circusclown. "Don't ya go near him!" Harley would pause before adding, a bit reluctantly, her pink gaze growing sad briefly, "Pud-... Circus needs Leonidas right now, not some birdbrain!" [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]A faint purr escaped the serval's throat at her clanmate's approval and she responded with a wide, happy grin, "Thanks! He's a bit of a grouch, though." Harley returned her pale pink optics to the Rift member, her head tilting to the side as she added, clearly punctuating each word darkly as her voice twisted venomously, "And he just. Won't. Learn. To. Be. Polite!" Winding up again, the albino female aimed to bring the aluminum bat down on Redarmy's leg, hard enough to break a bone or heavily bruise the targeted area. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]"Sorry Go-Bot, don't know anyone by that name," remarked the albino serval as she bounded over, her pale pink optics flitting curiously over the strange looking male. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]A small giggle escaped the albino serval as Tama bent her aluminum bat and ripped it away from her. An insane glint would enter her wide pink optics and Harley simply conjured up another baseball bat to use against the Blizzardclanners. And then she was yanked back from behind. Lip curling up in a snarl, the serval would rip herself out of Dangerzone's grip and turn suddenly, her super speed making her actions almost a blur. Harley would aim to slam her baseball bat against DANGERZONE's paws in an effort to break them before whirling about to throw the bat towards AYANO with all of her enhanced strength. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; auto;]She found vampirism very interesting, even if some found it distasteful; it was an intriguing way to live and the tiny part of her that still remember her old self and her past anatomical training questioned how it was possible and wanted to see the inner workings of a vampire that made the lifestyle possible. "That's right, I'm Harley Quinn!" affirmed the albino serval with a happy nod as she drummed her bat absentmindedly with her white paws. She paused her drumming before continuing as she asked, "Hey Dystopia, can I ask ya a question? 'bout this whole... possessed Rick thingie?"[/fancypost]

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