Maize Crane (growsyourfear) wrote in dc_nextgen,
@ 2012-03-04 18:48:00

Current mood:	bouncy
Entry tags:	inactive - maize crane, thomas kyle

Circus shenanigans
Maize was in a mood. Mom was pouting around the house as well, bummed that her besty was currently experiencing the services provided by Arkham and their cheery staff. To be fair, Maize was bummed about that as well, liking the perk that Harley brought to their cozy little home. Fortunately for Maize, she'd never experienced Arkham first-hand, and she wasn't keen on doing so, especially not after the 'bedtime stories' told by an overly enthusiastic Harley.

At least Auntie wasn't in solitary, which meant that she'd have access to tv during free time. So, Maize thought she'd give her something entertaining to watch. And with mom all in mopesville as well, what better way than a double feature? Chaos in the Circus! Big-Top Brujah! A few nightshade-laced pies in the faces of some of the clowns would likely put a smile on mom's face, and Harley would enjoy the pies. So, as far as Maize was concerned, it was a win-win.

And how does a girl make a circus-stealing entrance? Why, on a pilfered elephant, of course. Entering through the open flap, she grinned as vines clambered up the bleacher-style seats, pinning people in place. "Ladi-i-i-i-ies and gentlemen! Welcome to 'Cirque de So-Lame'." Reaching into one of the boxes resting in front of her on the elephant, she pulled out a pie, smiling as the pachyderm moved closer to the confused looking clown troupe.

"Step right up, watch and be amazed at the crazy-like-whoa antics of your lovable clowns." And with that, she threw the pie in one confused looking face. Giggling, she pulled out another and flung it at the next clown, merrily making her way through the pies. With the last one, she held it high. "This one's for you, Harls!"

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cantkeepmeout
2012-03-05 02:20 am UTC (link)

He'd just suited up and left for patrol when one of the automatic notifications over the comm comes in about chaos at...the circus? Really, when would people learn that Gotham and circuses no longer mixed? Sure there'd been less circuses since Joker made his big debut all those years ago but some people just didn't get it...And then they had the nerve to act surprised when their party was crashed by some clown themed villain.

Over the comms he notifies Huntress that he'll be swinging over to the circus to try and deal with this. He'd learnt in the past the hard way that it was best to tell people before going off to deal with this stuff. Especially if you needed backup later.

"I wonder if this cirucs was brave enough to go for the clown car act, last one didn't turn out well." Then he jumps off the building and swings off to go stop the usual Gotham mayhem.

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growsyourfear
2012-03-14 12:46 am UTC (link)

The pie went whistling through the air, landing with a satisfying 'splat' against the open-mouthed face of the last clown in the group, directing the elephant towards the stands. "Witness the shenanigans these grease-painted morons get up to."

Turning back to the clowns, she let a small waft of fear toxin leave her, blowing it over their way with a grin. "Boo."

She burst into pleased giggles as the clowns reacted in terror, tripping over the vines that had tangled around their feet.

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cantkeepmeout
2012-03-14 01:03 am UTC (link)

Seeing the commotion was coming from the big tent, Robin sneaks in, largely unnoticed in all the panic.

Okay, red-head throwing pies at clowns and holding the audience hostage? And were those...vines? Oh great...Poison Ivy spawn on the loose. The files hadn't shown that she'd caused trouble before now. Well if she wanted a show, she was going to get one.

There's a whoosh and a scalloped cape soars over the center ring, landing on one of the trapeze platforms.

"Seriously, the people here came to see the circus. Not a half-assed clown show," he calls out to get her attention, then throws a few smoke bombs her way.

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growsyourfear
2012-03-14 01:44 am UTC (link)

A tingle of anticipation went through her when she saw the cape; the attempt at witty-banter confirmed that yes, she'd drawn out one of the bat-clan. Oh, Harls was gonna be so proud - and on her first day at school, too. Mom, however, might be a bit pissed, but it would get her out of the funk... So, mission accomplished.

Harls had warned her about the bats and their damned smoke bombs, which is why she pulled a battery operated fan out of her satchel, aiming it at the smoke and rolling off the back of the elephant. "Uh oh. Pest infestation. This circus is shut down by order of the health board."

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cantkeepmeout
2012-03-14 02:03 am UTC (link)

The smoke had just been a distraction, keep her attention away from the tent's entrance where the police had begun coming in and trying to free the audience wrapped in vines. Robin sends a few batarangs that way, slicing through the vines so the police could start directing the evacuation.

He dives off the platform, catching himself on the trapeze bar and gracefully swinging off it, transitioning into a double somersault. Mid-air, he throws a few more batarangs, this time at her as a test.

"So I'm pest control getting the vermin out is that it?" There was a cat joke to be made there, but that was too secret ID territory. Too bad.

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growsyourfear
2012-03-14 02:08 am UTC (link)

She hisses as she feels the vines sliced free, eyes narrowing at him. She can understand why they got mom's panties in such a twist now. Thoughtless plant-killing bastards.

And here's where Harley's acrobatic skills came in handy, springing in a small series of flips to avoid the projectiles, landing lightly and glaring up at him.

"Hardly. I doubt most of the exterminators have as much of a chance at carrying rabies as you do. I'd be doing the world a service in putting you down, Ol' Yeller."

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cantkeepmeout
2012-03-14 02:16 am UTC (link)

Did she just call him Old Yeller? A dog?! Oh that little weed was getting it.

"Rabies? Didn't you get the memo? I'm Robin. Not Dog Boy. Although you don't seem very observant, so I'll let it pass Little Weed."

Keeping his distance for now, he wasn't sure about what kind of pheromone powers she might have, he swings from one trapeze bar to another, sending more batarangs and the occasional smoke bomb each time he's mid-air. He's both putting on a show and buying time.

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	growsyourfear 2012-03-14 02:19 am UTC (link)
	"You say potato, I say blood-filled meat bag. Either way, eww." Flipping around, she reaches into her satchel and pulls out two puff-pods, flinging them at him, a smug grin on her face. Hope he enjoyed one of her new pets. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

cantkeepmeout
2012-03-14 02:30 am UTC (link)

"Talk about gross generalizations. Guess I should remind you where plants are in the food chain."

Seeing the pods coming at him, he switches to swinging on the bar with one hand, while he pulls the re-breather from his belt and puts it on. When dealing with plant-based villains you always had to have one. Letting go of the bar, he goes into a controlled free fall, away from the puff-pods before firing the grappling gun at part of the trapeze set up and using it to fling himself high in the air again. He could make this a showy aerial fight until most of the audience was evacuated.

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growsyourfear
2012-03-14 02:33 am UTC (link)

"Guess there's a few plants you haven't had the pleasure of acquainting yourself with, birdbrain."

Laughing, she scooped more pods out of her bag, throwing them at the still-remaining audience members. "You wanna play that way, huh? Well, I hope you can handle the outcome."

The pods were a hybrid of hers, each seedling almost microscopic in size, and all of them laced with her fear toxin. Oooh, Daddy would be proud.

She watched them burst over the crowd and laughed as the first screams filled the air.

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cantkeepmeout
2012-03-14 02:45 am UTC (link)

That little...Damn it. Was that...fear toxin? Shit. At least most of the audience had gotten out, because he liked avoiding having to do this.

Robin throws some small capsules, not at her but at the remaining audience members, and they explode into a cloud of knockout gas and the remaining bystanders all drop to the ground. He wasn't going to bother using it on the weed girl, if she was related to Poison Ivy, she had immunity no doubt.

He can feel the toxin in the air, and he's once again thankful his uniform covers most of his skin. But the toxin that lands what little is exposed has an effect on him. Things start to shake eerily occasionally, and once in a while shadows on the sides seem to lunge out. But he ignores it, he's had enough experience with fear toxin to do this better than most.

Enough was enough though. Charging forward, he throws another bat capsule to her feet, already readying himself for its effect.

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	growsyourfear 2012-03-14 02:54 am UTC (link)
	She jumped out of the way, expecting more smoke, but was unprepared for the sudden flash of light and the deafening bang. "Son of a--" Landing awkwardly, she blinked her eyes, frantically trying to see through the spots and find that flapping bastard. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	cantkeepmeout 2012-03-14 02:59 am UTC (link)
	He comes out of seemingly nowhere behind her and is soon aiming multiple jabs, some at nerve centers, other to take out joints, while she's still a tad disoriented. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	growsyourfear 2012-03-14 03:04 am UTC (link)
	He's quick - she'll give him that. Some blows land, others she deflects, aiming a few of her own at the blurred shape. "I see what you're like. Only way you can get your hands on a girl is to slip her a little something first, huh? Maybe you should work on your people skills." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

cantkeepmeout
2012-03-14 03:13 am UTC (link)

Robin scowls, if it wasn't for the fear toxin disorienting him a bit, he's sure he would have gotten more hits in. But he'll have to make do.

He makes sure to deflect any aimed at exposed skin, but a few of her blind jabs hit with glancing blows at the covered areas. Still annoyed at this fear toxin of hers, he aims a mid-height kick her way, already making a plan in his head for his next move.

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	growsyourfear 2012-03-14 03:16 am UTC (link)
	As more of the spots fade from her vision, she allows the irritation to take over. Taking the hit on her arm, she twists and moves in close enough to make a completely unexpected move - An open-handed slap to the side of his head; one that just happened to be delivered by a hand soaked in toxin. "That'll teach you to hit girls." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	cantkeepmeout 2012-03-14 03:36 am UTC (link)
	That was unexpected. Purely on reflex, he manages to duck last minute, but the toxin-soaked hand still brushes through his hair, barely missing his scalp. He hopes it doesn't drip down too quickly and leak into his skin. "You're hardly a lady," he shoots back while attempting to sweep her off her feet with a low kick. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	growsyourfear 2012-03-14 03:39 am UTC (link)
	"Never said I was, birdbrain. You hard of hearing or something?" Meanwhile, she was sending the tangle of vines over his way, the ground writhing like it was covered in live snakes. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	cantkeepmeout 2012-03-14 03:50 am UTC (link)
	"Coming from someone who starts fights, you certainly do complain a lot," he shoots back as he notices the vines snaking their way over. He manages to get an acid capsule out to toss at them and he moves around Maize, aiming to shove her into the way of the vines to give them an obstacle. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

growsyourfear
2012-03-14 03:55 am UTC (link)

"For someone who's supposed to be all goody-goody, you sure do suck at saving things a lot." Cue the brambles slipping in from under the tent flaps, winding their way over to the unconscious circus-patrons.

"Tick tock, birdbrain. You gonna keep trying to get up close and molestry with me, or you going to pull a hero move and save the sleeping not-so-beauties, hmm?"

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	cantkeepmeout 2012-03-14 04:00 am UTC (link)
	"I have priorities. Your weed friends are not on that list." Damn her. Shooting bat glare her way, he takes one last nerve jab, aiming to do enough damage to take her out as long as possible, before rushing off to save the last few circus-patrons. He efficiently cuts through the brambles, freeing the few that remain as fast as he can. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

growsyourfear
2012-03-14 04:06 am UTC (link)

An almost-growl slips out of her as she takes the hit to her shoulder. It hurt like a bitch, but she used the distraction to slip out the back of the tent. If mangy birdbrain wanted to save the drooling morons of Gotham, he was welcome to try, but she wasn't going to stick around to play whack-a-brat with him.

Now was the time for a stealthy retreat; and to get chewed out by mom for pulling this little stunt.

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cantkeepmeout
2012-03-14 04:11 am UTC (link)

He notices her slip out from the corner of his eye, but saving innocents is the priority here and he can't waste time on rebellious and crazy teen offspring of insane former rogues.

As the ambulances take care of the victims, Robin checks to make sure the police have everything under control before disappearing off to return to the cave. He had more than enough of her fear toxin all over him for a sample to start preparing antidotes for. He'd get them to the people she'd caught with it as soon as possible.

Next time he'd be more prepared for her.

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	growsyourfear 2012-04-11 07:13 pm UTC (link)
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