|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 6:48 pm
A safe haven for villain's and villainess'. There is a bar and hostages to your disposal and a have a dynamite cigar if you want one. And NO HERO'S.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 6:54 pm
This is an RP by the way.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 1:35 am
If it s an RP it should be in the RP subforum
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 2:14 pm
|
Clever Scarecrow Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 2:35 pm
((I think I'll start!)) Killer Croc sat at the bar nursing a bottle of beer and a plate of super hot chicken wings. This was his "me" time, when he left the sewers and got a brew and some decent food in his stomach. This bar was probably the only place that accepted him and his money, because it was a Bar for the villains and scum of the city. That was why he liked this place so much. He was in good company.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 2:59 pm
Scarecrow had come in not long after Croc.
Normally this wasn't his place to relax; he'd much rather be at the library, but it was a good place to catch up on the recent plans on the next attack on Gotham.
He had looked around, seeing a mix of many different forms of hostilities, until one figure, particularly reptilian and large, caught his attention.
Ah, I spy an old "friend".
Jonathan had wanted to know how Croc was doing, not really because he cared, but maybe if there was any going ons, he would inform him.
...
If he didn't punch his face in first.
The smell of cheap food and beer disgusted him, almost made him gag. He wasn't a drinker and hardly much of an eater. His fragile and thin stature didn't run on much. A slice of pizza could last him a good 5 hours. The Scarecrow has spoken...
|
|
|
|
|
|
Clever Scarecrow Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 3:22 pm
Riddler came in wanting a beer after a long day of Riddles.
He saw Scarecrow and Croc sitting together talking. Riddler thought to himself "Wonder what they're talking about" Riddler got his beer and kept watching Scarecrow and Croc.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 5:28 pm
Croc smelled the distinct smell of fear... or rather fear causing chemicals. Without looking behind him he said to Scarecrow,
"What is it Crane?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 5:33 pm
Babydoll wasn't much of a drinker-nor was she one to hang out in bars but she had nothing better to do. She peeked her head into the area, eyes wandering on and off every villian or villianess who inhabit the bar.
She'd mcuh rather be in any dump then this-a apartment, a library, a shop, anything. But she knew criminals wouldn't let that slide so obviously that was never a good idea. Not like she cared what they perferred to let slide. She stepped in...Crocsy, Riddler, Scarecrow. What an intresting bunch. With a heavy sigh she walked in, almost skipping as she did so.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 7:36 pm
Catwoman walk in, heel's clicked the floor. She was welcomed by strange, mad, and curious looks. Two henchmen playing pool glared at her she stopped.
"Oh I get it I framed you too, of stealing...my bad."she said with smirk. She didn't care. She passed them and walked up to the bar."Dry martini extra olives..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Clever Scarecrow Vice Captain
|
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 7:47 pm
 Jonathan took a seat next to Croc.
The Bartender eyed him up questioningly but Crane had shook his head in response.
Food was the last thing that was on his mind.
Scarecrow caught the glimpse of the Riddler watching him in the corner of his eye. The man's expression seemed to be that of curiosity, but he shrugged off the wandering eyes.
"Hey Croc," He said, and paused. He was no good at communicating with other people like him. Some he could talk to with ease, but the feeling of awkwardness drifted over him like a fog. Scarecrow cleared his throat.
"Is the food good here? I've never tried any of it," He tried to stir up some small talk, but the food had just repulsed him to no end. He hoped that Croc would let go of the grudge of their past.
He tapped his fingers on the bar counter nervously, then looked around, and he spotted Baby Doll.
Next, he heard the feminine voice of Catwoman. He eyed her up and down for a moment then faced forward, trying not to make much eye contact.
He sat there for a while, listening to the clamoring of other people in the bar, eavesdropping on who hated who, who was sleeping with who's wife secretly, and other sorts of conflicted harsh realities of life. The Scarecrow has spoken...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 8:11 pm
The door to the bar swung open when the joker walked in, carrying a sack filled to the rim with jewelry and cash. He looked around and saw the monstrous Killer Croc, The Scarecrow, and Cat woman, a group of people who probably aren't too glad to see him come here, he just smile and didn't care, he just got away with a big heist and was in a good mood. He walked up to the bar tender and said, "Dry martini with 5 olives.." He then pulled out a $100 bill and put it in the bar tenders pocke. The bar tender gae the joker his drink. "mmm...this is good..." the joker then pulled out a revolver and shot the bar tender right between the eyes. As the corpse crashed to the ground the joker smiled and said, "I said it was good...never said that I loved it..." The Joker chuckled and pulled the $100 dollars he gave the bar tender earlier out of the corpse's pocket and but it back in his bag. "Thats one way to get out of paying for a drink..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
The White Duke of Death Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 8:17 pm
Catwoman's eye widened,"How could you do that?! Now whose gonna bar tend?"she sighed,"And I can't believe you got the same I ordered..."she muttered. She winced slightly, she had some bad scratches from tangling with Batgirl. Not the worse she's had, but it stung alittle.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 8:59 pm
"Its simple my friend..." He snickered at catwoman. "you grab the drink your self..and as for the drink...great minds think alike I suppose hehehe"
|
|
|
|
|
|
The White Duke of Death Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 7:31 am
A BetterClass Of Criminal "Its simple my friend..." He snickered at catwoman. "you grab the drink your self..and as for the drink...great minds think alike I suppose hehehe" Catwoman rolled her eyes and walked up to the bar, she was quick with the tumbler's and made her own drink. "I bartendend my way threw grad school..."she said sipping the martini.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
