name: Terry McGinnis
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𝑨 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆
𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏
𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕
𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕
𝑨 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆
𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏
𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕
𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕
In fact, he almost felt like a jerk - but then again, judging someone's character was his duty. The warrants she had out were nothing crazy either.
If he were a cop-🦇
Those blue eyes were still staring at him -- but not with an amused look anymore.
The subject alone wasn't one she was thrilled to discuss.
❛ Now you just killed my buzz. Happy? ❜
Her arms became folded together.
In fact, he almost felt like a jerk - but then again, judging someone's character was his duty. The warrants she had out were nothing crazy either.
If he were a cop-🦇
Will be limiting myself on here from now on, going to be focusing harder on managing threads and replies as opposed to keeping up with timeline shenanigans.
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Will be limiting myself on here from now on, going to be focusing harder on managing threads and replies as opposed to keeping up with timeline shenanigans.
I'll still post open starter interactions from time to time.
If anyone would like to thread, please don't hesitate to poke.
Terry simply raised a brow, the white of his lenses lifting in retention.
"... Why'd you follow him so long?" he found himself asking. 🦇
Her blue eyes parted all innocently like she never did anything wrong in her life.
Terry simply raised a brow, the white of his lenses lifting in retention.
"... Why'd you follow him so long?" he found himself asking. 🦇
"Anarchy's out of fashion, Harley. Thought they told you that when you graduated from Arkham's School of Hard Knocks."
That grin never faltered. 🦇
She giggled a bit and flaunted her look at the compliment he gave her. This Batman was certainly different from the other one she's been dealing with. He was more fun in different ways.
[ ~ ]
Using charm as a weapon... Usually that was his M.O.
"Harley Quinn. Notorious criminal, psychologist, terrorist. Ran with the Joker."
Eyeing her.
"... Unpredictably predictable." 🦇
"Anarchy's out of fashion, Harley. Thought they told you that when you graduated from Arkham's School of Hard Knocks."
That grin never faltered. 🦇
Using charm as a weapon... Usually that was his M.O.
"Harley Quinn. Notorious criminal, psychologist, terrorist. Ran with the Joker."
Eyeing her.
"... Unpredictably predictable." 🦇
❛ Truce. ❜
She responded and kept her arms folded together.
❛ I knew ya read up on me. What did it tell ya? Guessing my history? ❜
Certainly different from B-Man.
"... Truce?" he asked, though in his mind he was still very much wary, but...
That pout was cute though-
No. Don't even acknowledge it.
Using charm as a weapon... Usually that was his M.O.
"Harley Quinn. Notorious criminal, psychologist, terrorist. Ran with the Joker."
Eyeing her.
"... Unpredictably predictable." 🦇
"... Truce?" he asked, though in his mind he was still very much wary, but...
That pout was cute though-
No. Don't even acknowledge it.
She teased and glanced to the side with his hand hidden.
❛ I ain't with Mistah J anymore, and ain't gonna bop ya. So, like, chill with that doohickey. ❜
Arms now in front of her, pouting and disappointed.
He wouldn't be the one to throw the first punch. Not to make the first move.
Watch, learn, react.
Then again, maybe she had changed.
Doubtful.
"... Truce?" he asked, though in his mind he was still very much wary, but...
That pout was cute though-
No. Don't even acknowledge it.
He wouldn't be the one to throw the first punch. Not to make the first move.
Watch, learn, react.
Then again, maybe she had changed.
Doubtful.
She wasn't with the Joker anymore but she couldn't ever pass up an opportunity to mess with a bat.
❛ Mhm! ❜
Harley murmured with innocence.
❛ I betcha already know all the juicy deets 'bout yours truly. But trust me, the real fun's just about to get started. ❜
Why did that give him the urge to suddenly show off?
This is what Mr. Wayne was always talking about. He needed to think things through instead of acting on instinct.
"Fun?" he asked, voice leaning on the precipice of threatening and curious.
"What do you know about *fun*?"
He wouldn't be the one to throw the first punch. Not to make the first move.
Watch, learn, react.
Then again, maybe she had changed.
Doubtful.
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Why did that give him the urge to suddenly show off?
This is what Mr. Wayne was always talking about. He needed to think things through instead of acting on instinct.
"Fun?" he asked, voice leaning on the precipice of threatening and curious.
"What do you know about *fun*?"
He was younger by his voice.
Interesting...
Who was she thought to herself as his arms remained hidden.
Smirking as she stared at him.
❛ Are ya as bonkers and fun as the Bat-brain I'm used to? ❜
She's unpredictable.
Even if that cold wind blows her scent past your nostrils, and the light bounces off her eyes.
It's all a trick.
"I'm Batman," he said tersely.
Why did that give him the urge to suddenly show off?
This is what Mr. Wayne was always talking about. He needed to think things through instead of acting on instinct.
"Fun?" he asked, voice leaning on the precipice of threatening and curious.
"What do you know about *fun*?"
She's unpredictable.
Even if that cold wind blows her scent past your nostrils, and the light bounces off her eyes.
It's all a trick.
"I'm Batman," he said tersely.
Her blue eyes were beaming with a curious grin.
❛ Ain't it time Batsy got a new look? Those pointy ears are SO last season! ❜
Harley giggled and jumped in front of him.
❛ Which bat are you? ❜
He'd read the files back home. He knew how dangerous she was. Between his hands, an electric detonator.
Leave it to Batman to have something behind his back.
"Don't you think it's time you stopped playing dress-up, clown?"
She's unpredictable.
Even if that cold wind blows her scent past your nostrils, and the light bounces off her eyes.
It's all a trick.
"I'm Batman," he said tersely.
If we're thinkin' about the same girl, she'll stab you in the back as quick as she is to tell you sweet nothings."
If we're thinkin' about the same girl, she'll stab you in the back as quick as she is to tell you sweet nothings."
Instead, he's just gonna look at her like this and judge from afar.
Instead, he's just gonna look at her like this and judge from afar.
He'd read the files back home. He knew how dangerous she was. Between his hands, an electric detonator.
Leave it to Batman to have something behind his back.
"Don't you think it's time you stopped playing dress-up, clown?"
He'd read the files back home. He knew how dangerous she was. Between his hands, an electric detonator.
Leave it to Batman to have something behind his back.
"Don't you think it's time you stopped playing dress-up, clown?"
Will be limiting myself on here from now on, going to be focusing harder on managing threads and replies as opposed to keeping up with timeline shenanigans.
I'll still post open starter interactions from time to time.
If anyone would like to thread, please don't hesitate to poke.
Will be limiting myself on here from now on, going to be focusing harder on managing threads and replies as opposed to keeping up with timeline shenanigans.
I'll still post open starter interactions from time to time.
If anyone would like to thread, please don't hesitate to poke.
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