Heya! Guess who finally made her way outta Arkham... Everyone's favorite clown girl!!! Har-ley Quinn at cha service! Can't wait ta get ta know ya. If I ever go missin' when ya want some fun, check solitary for me, k! -HQ
OUT OF CHARACTER Starting out, I'm so sorry for this mass comment! If we've been friends a while, forgive me! Work, the weird site hack, and sleeping way too much have me in a chokehold. So! I roleplay MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANY versions of Harley. I have a more AU version of a younger Harley I like to stick with, but I also dabble in canons. When it comes to canon, mostly I stick with the Classic or the Max Show version. They are the two I love most. If you want a certain version for our roleplay, LET ME KNOW!
Holding her date's hand in that of her own, the pair walked in and she politely handed the attendant at the door her elegant invitation. Thelia took quick note of the scent of human blood, the attendant was mortal; she thought that was peculiar. Why would Lestat staff his vampire gala with humans? She quickly shrugged the thought from her mind and walked hand in hand with her date into the grand ballroom. It was a spectacular display, mix of old world charm and eloquence that was beyond beautiful. The walls glistened in a deep mahagony wood with a glint of metallic silver that shined brilliantly as the light waltzed across it, there were large gorgeous vases of aromatic floral boquets strewn about; their heady fragrance intoxicating Thelia's already astute vampiric senses to new heights.
Thelia watched as both vampires rather young in the both and ancient brethren flocked into the immense chateau; they were all here to celebrate Prince Lestat's dominion over their kind. A mass of silk and satin piroetted into the ballroom, stunning gowns in an array of rich, stunning colors outfitted each female immortal, Thelia watched as the gown's trains glided and dusted across the marble floor. She heard the slow steady strumming of classical music begin as to indicate the commencement of the gala. Long elegant tables dressed in dark velvet were lined with an array of glass goblets, some holding wine while others held her preferred choice of elixir --blood.
Suddenly from out of her perephrial vision came an all too familiar face, a woman clad in luxurious red- her skin glistening like bronze fire and her long obsidian hair fell in loose thick curls. She was in disbelief - she clenched her dates hand tighter, "My Mother" she whispered in distrust, but looked again and yes it was her. Queen Akasha. She was here, living, breathing, and walking like all others but how? Thelia looked on as she watched her mother sauntered into the ballroom accompanied by her beautiful but deadly champions, Shira - Samara- Sinziana, they were all there to ensure Akasha's safety and for good reason-- the Queen was supposed to be deader than a doornail.
As Akasha moved in closer, Thelia could not help but call out to her; "Mother?" She turned to look at her date, "It seems we are in for all sort of surprises on this night, she is supposed to be dead." she said in a low whisper as to not attract attention.
Hoping you and yours have a happy and wonderful holiday season. You are an amazing person and I am glad we are friends. I hope you have a wonderful Christmas and a safe New Year my friend. Happy Holidays. Love & Hugs, Sahana/Joy
Hey there, sugah. Ah'm Rogue Thanks for acceptin' ma' request, truly appreciate it. Do hope we can have some adventures ta'gether. Lookin' forward ta hearin' from ya. Until then, take care.
Elecktra Natchios here. Assassin; Anti-hero, trying to be a hero...#WWMD (Although trying to do what Matt would do isn't easy.) Sometimes I get bored and when I get bored... I do things. I'm here to write; banter; chit chat.. whatever it may be. I'm also available on Discord: Lethal.Kunoichi#8200.. just let me know who you are. Can't wait to hear from you.