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ya_assemble2015-04-05 09:01 pm
revvinguptheharley) wrote in ya_assemble2015-04-05 09:01 pm
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[LN] Accidentally in Love (Backdated to April Fools Day)
Brooklyn New York.
Not a particularly silly place, nor a place known for love running rampant but to the locals it would seem particularly strange today in both respects.
It started with a car accident. Two people both claiming that the light had been green in their favor. They started out shouting looking ready to rip each other apart...then they were passionately making out on top of the wreckage of their cars.
Things got more interesting as people seemed to be spontaneously hooking up all over the city causing a complete slow down as business ground to a stop, traffic, even schools were shut down as no one could convince the teachers to stop making out in the broom closets and bathrooms.
It became pure chaos however as Coney Island began to tear itself apart much to the enchantment of it's onlookers. The famous Farris Wheel that had long been a piece of the skyline was overworked from how many couples were using it and it broke from it's supports rolling along the boardwalk and into the city streets.
This was no series of random happenstance. No this was the work of a mischievous spirit. One who was currently lurking behind a couple unseen as she made kissy faces behind them.
"Go on do it! Kiss! Kiss! You know you wanna!"
Harleen Quinzel had been a spirit before, and had harnessed her abilities as a spirit to do the same thing back in her own world. Finding herself apparently a ghost once more she decided to forgo an existential crisis and cause a little chaos. It had been far too long and frankly these poor saps were just the victims of what was almost two years of pent up madness.
Harley had been to other worlds, she had seen people she loved and cared about die horribly until she too had died horribly and pointlessly in a war that nobody really wanted.
She had lived other lives hadn't she? There were memories that drifted fleetingly in and out of her mind but at the moment what was strongest were feelings of regret and loss. Feelings that she was burying under shameless shipping.
"That's it! Almost there! Kiss the girl! Like the crab said go on and kiss the girl!"
Not a particularly silly place, nor a place known for love running rampant but to the locals it would seem particularly strange today in both respects.
It started with a car accident. Two people both claiming that the light had been green in their favor. They started out shouting looking ready to rip each other apart...then they were passionately making out on top of the wreckage of their cars.
Things got more interesting as people seemed to be spontaneously hooking up all over the city causing a complete slow down as business ground to a stop, traffic, even schools were shut down as no one could convince the teachers to stop making out in the broom closets and bathrooms.
It became pure chaos however as Coney Island began to tear itself apart much to the enchantment of it's onlookers. The famous Farris Wheel that had long been a piece of the skyline was overworked from how many couples were using it and it broke from it's supports rolling along the boardwalk and into the city streets.
This was no series of random happenstance. No this was the work of a mischievous spirit. One who was currently lurking behind a couple unseen as she made kissy faces behind them.
"Go on do it! Kiss! Kiss! You know you wanna!"
Harleen Quinzel had been a spirit before, and had harnessed her abilities as a spirit to do the same thing back in her own world. Finding herself apparently a ghost once more she decided to forgo an existential crisis and cause a little chaos. It had been far too long and frankly these poor saps were just the victims of what was almost two years of pent up madness.
Harley had been to other worlds, she had seen people she loved and cared about die horribly until she too had died horribly and pointlessly in a war that nobody really wanted.
She had lived other lives hadn't she? There were memories that drifted fleetingly in and out of her mind but at the moment what was strongest were feelings of regret and loss. Feelings that she was burying under shameless shipping.
"That's it! Almost there! Kiss the girl! Like the crab said go on and kiss the girl!"
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Nova dodged the anchor - and a blast from the smarmy guy. It was good that he didn't care if he hit Nautilus because Nova was using that. When it came to spatial reasoning and using his surroundings against an enemy, Rich was a pro, and one of his strengths was getting the enemy to accidentally hit each other with friendly fire.
He grabbed onto the anchor, planning on using the momentum of the hulking being drawing it back to add some oomph to a kick, but tried to make it look as if he planned to use it to swing Nautilus into something to throw him off.
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"Dignity is over rated chump! I'm more about having fun!"