r-oulette In reply to criminxl [2017-06-02 16:27:49 +0000 UTC]

click click bang. " daddy "

" I'm starting to think you're losing your touch, father. You didn't even seem to notice I was here. "

The voice came from the young mulatto woman as she walked up behind her father, a rather amused smile playing across her lips as she looked at him from the corner of her eye. It had been a little while since she had last seen him, and while she wasn't exactly the empathetic or compassionate kind of person, she had felt what she could only imagine to be some semblance of worry and concern for her parental figure during his time away, presumably back under Waller's thumb in Task Force X. It was the only real explanation she could think of for his sudden disappearance without a word, given their relatively close relationship. He was her father after all, and given the mad clown that was her runaway mother, he was all she had. 

Her cold brown eyes lingered on the infamous Deadshot for a moment more before flickering back to the cityscape before them, watching the twinkling lights of the high rise buildings and listening to the busy sounds of traffic and people below. Night had just begun to sit on the city of Gotham, and the already dark city only seemd to get darker as the sun completely vanished beyond the horizon. This city was the only place she ever really felt at home, even though she had been used to traveling for various jobs when she was younger, given her father's occupation as mercenary. There was just something about this place that called to her and always brought her back, no matter how far away she went. She scoffed a little, shaking her head as she drew her gaze away from the mesmerizing view, instead looking down at her bruised knuckles.

" How have you been? "

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hiya-pudding In reply to criminxl [2017-05-12 03:09:36 +0000 UTC]

Ah, Belle Reve. The current residence of some of the worst of the worst, the criminals too far gone for redemption. Out in the middle of Louisiana swamplands, it was one of the most highly protected, highly classified facilities owned by the United States Government. But it was also the source of something more, an attempt to turn a group of villains into heroes. Or something like that. It was a project called Task Force X, though it had been more suitably called the Suicide Squad by its members. The team often varied depending on who got on Waller's bad side and who was most useful, but there were a few core members who never seemed to catch a break.

One of these unlucky few was the infamous Harley Quinn. She was a wild card, and you could never quite know what to expect from her. She was coy and mischievous, and everywhere she went, chaos seemed to follow. Then again, what else could you expect from the ex-girlfriend to the Joker? However, as ditzy and oblivious as she may appear to be, she was actually quite calculating and intelligent, and knew just how to manipulate people to get what she wanted, which made her even more dangerous. Yet despite all that, she always seemed to pull through for the team, though she refused to admit that she cared about any of her fellow members, except for a particular seasoned partner, Floyd Lawton, aka Deadshot, or as she liked to refer to him, Daddyshot. 

Now why exactly she had picked him of all people to give two shits about was entirely unknown, and there was a high probability even Harley herself didn't know for sure. Perhaps because he was such a strong figure and was someone she could tease and mess around with, or perhaps because she had a thing for people in charge. Hell, maybe she actually cared about him in her own strange, sick way. Or perhaps he was just her rebound from the Joker. No matter what the reason was, she was hooked on him, and that didn't seem to be changing anytime soon whether he liked it or not. Though for the most part, it seemed like he didn't mind-- they had had their fair share of hookups before in the past, and they had both gone out of their way to protect each other on more than one occasion.

It looked like Harley was in luck, then, as she was dragged out of her cell, and could feel a slight burning sensation as the nano bomb implanted into her neck was put online once more. Oh joy, another mission! She certainly didn't seem to complain about being put on another life-threatening under the table job for the government, though that was mostly because she didn't see any reason to. No matter how much she grumbled or griped she was going to have to do it anyway, and if she was going to be forced to do something, she might as well try to make the most fun out of it. There was a skip in her step as she let the guards escort her to the waiting area for a debrief, a childish tune being hummed from her throat.

As soon as she was shoved inside her cool blue gaze wandered the room, looking to see who her other compatriots were going to be. People were still being rounded up, it seemed, so she decided to take the time to get ready, shedding her prison garb and changing into something a bit more comfortable. Ah, the wonders of hot pants and corsets. They just made her feel so free and they were so easy to move around in. She had just laced up her corset went she heard a door open and she turned toward the sound, her ponytails whipping around her head. Her entire expression lit up with delight as she let out a squeal of delight, running over with a skip, hop, and cartwheel before finally hugging the mercenary. 

" Hey there cowboy, miss me? "

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criminxl In reply to hiya-pudding [2017-05-12 04:10:04 +0000 UTC]

Prison is Prison. A simple phrase that Floyd Lawton aka Deadshot has been saying ever since he got to this shithole of a jail. Pay the Crime. Do the Time. He couldn't forget the day he was caught, the day he face the man himself, the bat. It was almost Christmas and he couldn't spend it with the person he cared the most, his daughter, instead he was stuck in a jail cell, writing letters back and forth, making sure the guards would deliver them, and finding a way to maybe get a taste of freedom sooner than expected. Except the taste of freedom could one day cost him his own life, and not in the way he wanted to go out, instead a bomb planted to his head was the option, and like hell that wasn't the route he was going to take.

Though today did seem like the day, the day he'd be able to walk freely around (minus the guards and possibility of his head blowing up) but actual interaction to the outside. Task Force X was to thank-- yeah, maybe not. Having the Government hold you up and being their guinea pigs to stop bad guys and doing dangerous jobs was just why the members called it 'Suicide Squad,' any moment your crewmate could die, and you'd be there to see it all happen. Not like it effected Floyd, he's a marksman, an assassin, seen death many times and has cause some of them. Besides, his teammates were sometimes not the best to be around. Lets see when you have a Cannibal Crocodile, a boomerang fetishist, a girl possessed by a witch, and a jackass of a supervisor, then yeah, not much to care about. Or so he thought. Surely, Floyd has been getting along with other members of the suicide squad, he knows that they're all here for a reason, all of them are considered 'the bad guys,' hell, the baddest thing here would have to be the guards that run this joint. 

Speaking of guards, seems like he was needed today. Having been dragged and shoved out his cell, with the sudden feeling of the nano bomb on his neck becoming activated once again, oh great, another suicide mission. The guards led him to a room, a room with the other members of the team, ready to see what this hell mission was gonna be, speaking of hell, look who just came by--

The sudden pressure of the hug from non other then the infamous Harley Quinn could relieve him, yet there he was, arms awkwardly by his sides as the clownette snuggled closer into his chest. 

"You're kidding. Just a reminder of what we're going to have to do today." He gently released himself from her grasp, slightly pushing her off to the side and continued walking to the middle of the room.

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hiya-pudding In reply to criminxl [2017-05-12 04:42:54 +0000 UTC]

Harley let out a small huff, sticking her tongue out at him as he pushed her aside. But of course she wasn't actually angry or upset, instead breaking out into her usual bubbly laughter as she skipped to his side to catch up, wrapping herself around one of his arms. She knew she was pushing her luck, but that's just how it always seemed to go between the two. She seemed to enjoy seeing how much it took before he began to push back. It made for delightful sexual tension, she had to admit. Though she doubted the Man Who Never Misses would admit aloud to it. He was definitely more... Private than she was, always putting on a cold front. As a psychiatrist, or well, ex-psychiatrist, she saw right through it, one of her classic grins spread across her lips from ear to ear as she leaned against his shoulder.

" Aw, ya know ya love it, " she said, winking up at him as she heard another door open, unraveling herself from the mercenary to see who else had come to join the party. Just the same she stayed close to Floyd, within arms reach, as her blue eyes settled on the all too familiar face of the head of Task Force X, the puppeteer pulling all the strings, Amanda 'The Wall' Waller. Harley's expression twisted slightly, her grin remaining through her eyes narrowed slightly as she tilted her head slowly in a rather creep-doll fashion. 

She and Waller had had their fair share of differences. In fact, they practically hated each other. Or at least that's what it seemed like, the way they went back and forth, with Harley breaking all the rules and getting everyone in trouble, and Waller constantly snapping at her and using her as bait. Yet despite everything Harley did, Waller seemed to recognize how essential having someone with her background and abilities was to the team, so she remained. Neither of them liked the situation, but they both knew that when push came to shove, Harley would pull through. Sure, she may be one of the 'bad guys', but even she had more of a heart than Waller.

Harley's eyes darted towards the door as Waller stepped in, expecting to see her little lapdog following behind her, and was surprised to see Flagg wasn't toting behind armed and ready. This was new. " I didn't recall performing a sacrificial murder, " she said, looking over her shoulder at Deadshot. " Do you? "

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criminxl In reply to hiya-pudding [2017-05-13 05:22:07 +0000 UTC]

Floyd was no stranger to Harley and how she acted, he knew who she was, why she was here and why she kept pushing herself towards him, well sorta. It was all unfamiliar territory, something that Floyd learned to accept from his pigtailed companion, and surly enough, she was enjoying every minute of it. Sure, the two were no strangers to one another, they knew each other inside and out, from emotionally to sexually. Yet, Floyd was never one to show intimacy to another, especially someone like Harley Quinn. He always figured out that her sudden attachment to him was for her own schemes, like she said it before, 'she needed a mind to pry apart, a victim' and considerably, he was that target. Though it wasn't like he didn't have feeling for the blonde bombshell, sure, he kept them bottled up in his inner core, focusing on himself and whatever it took to get himself out of Belle Reve and back home to his daughter. Besides, romances weren't his thing, he was a leader, the leader of a group of bad guys who were put out by the government to stop crimes. So romances right now were out of the question.

Ignoring Harley's playful comment, Floyd's attention was grabbed by the rest of those in Task Force X, from new to old faces, it was all like some shitty high school reunion, being runned by none other than the most evil person out of everyone on Task Force X, Ms. Amanda "The Wall" Waller, the politician who put this little 'freakshow' together, she controlled the strings of the operation and is greatly feared by many. Hell, it wouldn't be a surprise if Scarecrow was scared of little ol' Waller. 

The relationship Waller and Lawton carried was strictly business mixed with hatred, he always knew that Waller would need him, not only from being an incredible marksman but also being able to keep a group of bad guys to agree with one another and to work together. He knew how valuable he was to her, and surely he'd put it out there for her. 

The sudden jolt of the door caught Floyd's gaze, as he watched the devil herself walk in with no sign of her little body gaurd, Rick Flagg. Guess the Wicked Witch left her flying monkey at home. The man glanced down towards the blonde, eyeing her surprised expression, "No, but guess we missed out on all the fun." He softly chuckled, imagining the sudden hell Flagg might of ran into, expect he always wished it was him that delivered Flagg's death call.

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hiya-pudding In reply to criminxl [2017-06-19 16:16:49 +0000 UTC]

Harley kept poised, her chest puffed out and her head held tall, giving an air of confidence and independence, though they all knew the latter was impossible given this situation. Or at least, it should have been impossible, yet somehow the clownette always found a way to get her way, no matter what hell she had to put the rest of the team though to get it. That's what Waller got for trying to put a leash on the infamous Cupid of Crime, and for forcing her to bash heads with her beloved ex-puddin' time and time again. She could feel the disdain in Waller's gaze as the robust woman looked around at the current team, her lips pursed together tightly with her hands on her hips.

" Listen up, screw ups! Today you have a different kind of mission: search and rescue. As of o-two hundred yesterday, Rick Flagg has been missing in action, his comm links down and his tracker offline. It's your job to go in, get him, and return him safely, or else you're going to be left to the same fate as he is out there. " The woman barked out at them, her tone condescending and authoritative, and while the unknowing eye would see her as the least intimidating in the group, she was the one who held the most power over all the other convicts and criminal masterminds that were currently standing in that cell. After all, she was the one who had control over the little nano bomb implants in the base of each member's skull, the voice of God who decided who got to live and who didn't. The entire squad knew it, and they hated Waller all the more for it.

Harley's cornflower blue gaze flickered over to Floyd for a moment, trying to gauge his thoughts and feelings about the mission. He was the unofficial 'leader' of the group after all, and he had gotten just as good as she had in reading through Waller's BS. There was a lot of information being left out of the quick brief, which while not entirely uncommon, for this particularly situation it was a bit suspicious. Rick Flagg, as annoying as he was, was a good soldier with a headstrong attitude and quick on his feet. It would take more than a common crook to get him pinned down. Which meant that whatever this undisclosed location was, it was dangerous, which begged the question of what was he doing there anyway. Of course, she wouldn't say a word herself, as she was rather fond of surprises and mysteries, and it worked out well because she was adaptable to most situations. But for the team in general, this was risky. And she had a feeling her 'partner' wasn't going to be too fond of the predicament. 

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criminxl In reply to criminxl [2017-05-13 05:24:04 +0000 UTC]

running this team is more like running a daycare filled with murderous toddlers.

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criminxl In reply to criminxl [2017-05-11 22:24:33 +0000 UTC]

harley plz,,

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hiya-pudding In reply to criminxl [2017-05-12 02:46:57 +0000 UTC]

aw, ya write about me in yer journal? that's so cute!

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criminxl In reply to hiya-pudding [2017-05-12 03:29:36 +0000 UTC]

dont tell me you've been going through my stuff.

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hiya-pudding In reply to criminxl [2017-05-12 03:35:19 +0000 UTC]

aww, is somebody gettin' embarrassed? 

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criminxl In reply to hiya-pudding [2017-05-12 04:14:49 +0000 UTC]

no, more like creeped out. and this isn't the first time you've done that.

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hiya-pudding In reply to criminxl [2017-05-12 04:44:16 +0000 UTC]

You should be flattered! I don't just snoop through anyone's underwear drawer! 

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criminxl In reply to hiya-pudding [2017-05-13 05:23:10 +0000 UTC]

well, you shouldn't even be doing that. ever heard of invasion of privacy?

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hiya-pudding In reply to criminxl [2017-05-16 18:03:17 +0000 UTC]

I'm a bad guy, it's what I do, duh. 

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huntdownthedarkness In reply to criminxl [2016-01-13 15:02:23 +0000 UTC]

"Care to bet? I'm pretty sure I can."

Hellfire: omg. I loved this movie. you person, are fabulous.

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leatherpanties In reply to criminxl [2015-11-26 06:56:53 +0000 UTC]

ooc omg nooo fuckin way
perfection

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criminxl In reply to leatherpanties [2015-12-10 00:48:00 +0000 UTC]

carefree; omg ur the perfect one
scanty is b a e 

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not-lazers In reply to criminxl [2015-11-22 22:54:11 +0000 UTC]

{Rp? Maybe an AU back in the time when the movie originally takes place?}

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criminxl In reply to not-lazers [2015-12-10 00:47:09 +0000 UTC]

carefree; sure ! anything works with me ouo would you like to start or should i?

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not-lazers In reply to criminxl [2015-12-12 23:04:04 +0000 UTC]

{Could you possibly start?}

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Nights-Wing In reply to criminxl [2015-11-22 02:50:54 +0000 UTC]

rp yas?))

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criminxl In reply to Nights-Wing [2015-11-22 19:55:17 +0000 UTC]

carefree; sure ! could you start though?

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Nights-Wing In reply to criminxl [2015-11-22 21:31:20 +0000 UTC]

sure ^^ ))

Richard quietly walked through the mall, scoping the area out.
He'd come back later tonight and make sure no one has taken anything.
He was a super hero you see so he had to be a bit more observant then the average person.

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force-of-pure-evil In reply to criminxl [2015-11-21 23:37:57 +0000 UTC]

( i love this movie ok,, a++ acc )

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criminxl In reply to force-of-pure-evil [2015-11-21 23:40:37 +0000 UTC]

carefree; omg thank thank thank
but your myers account hgnnn its perf

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force-of-pure-evil In reply to criminxl [2015-11-21 23:47:18 +0000 UTC]

( thanks holy shit im honoured ;; <3
i loved everyone in this movie cri es but brian was adorkable )

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criminxl In reply to force-of-pure-evil [2015-11-21 23:51:48 +0000 UTC]

carefree; 
you should be cause your account is gr8! <3333
brian is so smol but still super cool i mean those glasses he wore when he was high

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force-of-pure-evil In reply to criminxl [2015-11-23 14:11:09 +0000 UTC]

( the best part like super hella rad af )

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oh-jeezum In reply to criminxl [2015-11-17 00:24:25 +0000 UTC]

lovelies.
im laughing so hard-
my friend had a period where she lived and breathed The Breakfast Club;
Bender was her favorite, too, but I've always been more of a Brian guy lol

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criminxl In reply to oh-jeezum [2015-11-17 03:19:10 +0000 UTC]

carefree; omg 
sounds like me lol
brian is cool, especially those shades he put on lol

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oh-jeezum In reply to criminxl [2015-11-19 22:14:30 +0000 UTC]

lovelies.
yes
so fuckin cool bruh

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criminxl In reply to oh-jeezum [2015-11-21 23:25:55 +0000 UTC]

carefree;
bruh
he's super swaggy

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demxnlc-aIblno In reply to criminxl [2015-11-16 19:48:45 +0000 UTC]

ooc. Oh this has to be a dream 
...
THIS IS REAL
CAN I LOVE YOU PLEASE
I LOVED THIS FILM-

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criminxl In reply to demxnlc-aIblno [2015-11-17 03:18:25 +0000 UTC]

carefree; /hugs 
omg, same
it's amazing like plz this film

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demxnlc-aIblno In reply to criminxl [2015-11-17 04:16:28 +0000 UTC]

ooc. i had feels for Brian and Bender the most- 
like omg 


can we please rp-

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criminxl In reply to demxnlc-aIblno [2015-11-21 21:01:57 +0000 UTC]

carefree;  the two cuties 

sure ! could you start??

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idixt In reply to criminxl [2015-11-16 06:32:21 +0000 UTC]

ooc. such a nice account !
can I steal the basket case aka Allison

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criminxl In reply to idixt [2015-11-16 15:40:21 +0000 UTC]

carefree ; omg of course ! and thank you !!

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lyings In reply to criminxl [2015-11-17 00:10:30 +0000 UTC]

ooc. here she is

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criminxl In reply to lyings [2015-11-17 03:17:42 +0000 UTC]

carefree; 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my selｆ 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠＯOOＯOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

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