***This is probably the quickest it's ever taken me to put up a new part. I blame the lack of kickboxing classes this week.... I still am not 100% sure what I will عنوان it, I want a few مزید ideas before I decide, so if آپ DO read it, please تبصرہ on what آپ think it should be titled!***
“Yeah, I’m bored now.” Heather stood up from where she was siting on the couch. Mercy took one last throw of a handful of پاپ کارن, پوپکارن before she realized that Heather had moved, letting the پاپ کارن, پوپکارن fly everywhere. “We could go to the beach!” Mercy suggested. “No, آپ always want to go to the beach!” Mercy acknowledged this and nodded her head in agreement. “Oh! I’ve got it! Its just a quick ride over to Gotham!” Heather smiled like this was going to be a good idea. “You better know what آپ getting us into with this!” Mercy said. “Trust me! I know what I’m doing!” Heather reassured her.
“No! No, no, no, no, NO!” Mercy sat firmly on the ground in front of a boarded up warehouse. “Com’on! He’s a nice and… funny… guy!” Heather giggled at the sight of Mercy sitting cross-legged in the middle of the sidewalk. “Yeah, but he’s not the ‘ha-ha’ kind of funny! This is the Joker we’re talking about! He doesn’t exactly like people like me!” Mercy said, slowly standing up. “Com’on! Remember? ‘Don’t judge, no grudge’?” Heather tugged on Mercy’s arm. “Don’t start quoting me! That’s what آپ کہا to get me to rob that bank with you!” Mercy said, letting her feet give away to walking towards the large building. “Observe,” Heather said, pulling back a large board of wood to reveal a door. “Enter.” She کہا as she slowly pulled the door open. Mercy bit her lip as she stiffly walked in, Heather calmly followed. “Jokester! وائپر, واپار is in the building!” Heather screamed upon entering. Mercy turned around and rolled her eyes at her.
The building was very dimly lit. Specks of untouched light seeped it’s way through cracks in boarded up windows; dust coved old boxes of things; small items of furniture locate itself in the center; an old raggedy couch, a small coffee table, a little TV, and several other things. Behind one of the couches a head peaked over, making Mercy scream. Joker slowly stood up from behind the couch, with Harley Quinn at his heels. “Feather! Long time no contact!” He walked over to her with his arms wide open like he was expecting a hug یا something. “Nice to see آپ too, Jokey!” Heather gave him a playful مککا, عجیب الخلقت to his arm. “And Harley, don’t think I forgot about you!” Heather smiled as Harley squealed and gave her a hug. “This is all very awkward for your little friend over there, isn’t it?” Harley gave Heather a nudge and whispered in her ear. “Oh yeah! This is my pal Mercy!” Heather walked over and put her arm around Mercy’s shoulder. “Nice to meet you.” Mercy faked a smile and کہا through clenched teeth. “She’s a goody!” Heather whisper-shouted to the 2 villains standing across from them. “Well! Since I obviously serve no purpose in your little shenanigans… I will be taking my leave!” Mercy announced and started to walk out of the place, when Heather grabbed her arm. “Com’on Merce! We were just about to go and rob a bank the fun way!” Heather looked at her and made a face that resembled a small child epically failing at doing the “puppy-dog face”. “You know when I made that تبصرہ about only ME being screwed? I take it back! We’re both dead meat سے طرف کی the end of the night!” Mercy کہا as Heather dragged her back into the room. “Let the fun and games begin!” Joker let out a belting laugh as Mercy reluctantly joined them.
“Yeah, I’m bored now.” Heather stood up from where she was siting on the couch. Mercy took one last throw of a handful of پاپ کارن, پوپکارن before she realized that Heather had moved, letting the پاپ کارن, پوپکارن fly everywhere. “We could go to the beach!” Mercy suggested. “No, آپ always want to go to the beach!” Mercy acknowledged this and nodded her head in agreement. “Oh! I’ve got it! Its just a quick ride over to Gotham!” Heather smiled like this was going to be a good idea. “You better know what آپ getting us into with this!” Mercy said. “Trust me! I know what I’m doing!” Heather reassured her.
“No! No, no, no, no, NO!” Mercy sat firmly on the ground in front of a boarded up warehouse. “Com’on! He’s a nice and… funny… guy!” Heather giggled at the sight of Mercy sitting cross-legged in the middle of the sidewalk. “Yeah, but he’s not the ‘ha-ha’ kind of funny! This is the Joker we’re talking about! He doesn’t exactly like people like me!” Mercy said, slowly standing up. “Com’on! Remember? ‘Don’t judge, no grudge’?” Heather tugged on Mercy’s arm. “Don’t start quoting me! That’s what آپ کہا to get me to rob that bank with you!” Mercy said, letting her feet give away to walking towards the large building. “Observe,” Heather said, pulling back a large board of wood to reveal a door. “Enter.” She کہا as she slowly pulled the door open. Mercy bit her lip as she stiffly walked in, Heather calmly followed. “Jokester! وائپر, واپار is in the building!” Heather screamed upon entering. Mercy turned around and rolled her eyes at her.
The building was very dimly lit. Specks of untouched light seeped it’s way through cracks in boarded up windows; dust coved old boxes of things; small items of furniture locate itself in the center; an old raggedy couch, a small coffee table, a little TV, and several other things. Behind one of the couches a head peaked over, making Mercy scream. Joker slowly stood up from behind the couch, with Harley Quinn at his heels. “Feather! Long time no contact!” He walked over to her with his arms wide open like he was expecting a hug یا something. “Nice to see آپ too, Jokey!” Heather gave him a playful مککا, عجیب الخلقت to his arm. “And Harley, don’t think I forgot about you!” Heather smiled as Harley squealed and gave her a hug. “This is all very awkward for your little friend over there, isn’t it?” Harley gave Heather a nudge and whispered in her ear. “Oh yeah! This is my pal Mercy!” Heather walked over and put her arm around Mercy’s shoulder. “Nice to meet you.” Mercy faked a smile and کہا through clenched teeth. “She’s a goody!” Heather whisper-shouted to the 2 villains standing across from them. “Well! Since I obviously serve no purpose in your little shenanigans… I will be taking my leave!” Mercy announced and started to walk out of the place, when Heather grabbed her arm. “Com’on Merce! We were just about to go and rob a bank the fun way!” Heather looked at her and made a face that resembled a small child epically failing at doing the “puppy-dog face”. “You know when I made that تبصرہ about only ME being screwed? I take it back! We’re both dead meat سے طرف کی the end of the night!” Mercy کہا as Heather dragged her back into the room. “Let the fun and games begin!” Joker let out a belting laugh as Mercy reluctantly joined them.
name:drake
age:14
code name:blaze
powers:dragon wings,breaths black fire,has a dragon tail,has two hand guns called crusaders,can shift(can shift throw objects),has unnatural strength
personalty:funny,cool,shy,will stand for what is right,will fight for friends,when in fight can change into blood lust form will feed on souls and blood
looks:most in pic,black tail,black cloves,purple eyes,blond heir,scar on chest and one on lower back,in blood lust form gets red & spikes
history:comes from the void its like hell but your not dead and its مزید painful. آپ grow up fast یا آپ die. came to real world at 13 to have a better life. but soon became blaze.helped the team lots of times but denied joining cause don't want to let someone get hart سے طرف کی him if he loses control wile in blood lust form