I like that pop. I like that bass. I like that popping electronic.
WHO: Harley Quinn, OPEN.
WHERE: Times Square City Central.
WHEN: 9 PM - Midnight, 12/30/2009.
WARNINGS: Failatus.
SUMMARY: Harley goes downtown to celebrate New Years Eve. Specify what time you're meeting her or just interact amongst yourselves! :)
FORMAT: Anything goes.
She was bundled up in her warmest clothing and wearing multiple layers. Her mother's voice rang in her ears, warning her of this kind of weather. Whenever she would go out with friends on this night, she'd have to bring an extra pair of saucy clothes to change into when she entered the dancing floor. Who wanted to buy a drink for a girl in a parka?
Yeah, it was New Years and she was by herself, walking down the numbered streets for City Central. There was a celebration going on with large crowds of people and popular musical guests and fireworks. It reminded her of the Ball Drop in New York City which she never actually got to see since it was an insane endeavor in itself. She never thought anything could top that craziness, so she set forth into the City with her camera, confident that she would get to see some hot smoking guy sing to her in the crowd.
When she was nearing the center of the City, cops were blocking streets and there was some commotion. Harley frowned and saddled up next to a cute one (a cute one not on the Network). She worked up her charm even with a baby bump being effectively hidden underneath her winter clothes. Apparently, they were piling people in pens just like NYC and Harley wanted to throw a tantrum. So badly.
She made an ugly face impulsively, possibly scaring the cute cop, and turned on her heel in a huff. She sat at the edge of the corner, knees to her chest, and arms wrapped around them. Her camera was resting in her lap, forlorn and forgotten.
Here goes another year.
WHERE: Times Square City Central.
WHEN: 9 PM - Midnight, 12/30/2009.
WARNINGS: Failatus.
SUMMARY: Harley goes downtown to celebrate New Years Eve. Specify what time you're meeting her or just interact amongst yourselves! :)
FORMAT: Anything goes.
She was bundled up in her warmest clothing and wearing multiple layers. Her mother's voice rang in her ears, warning her of this kind of weather. Whenever she would go out with friends on this night, she'd have to bring an extra pair of saucy clothes to change into when she entered the dancing floor. Who wanted to buy a drink for a girl in a parka?
Yeah, it was New Years and she was by herself, walking down the numbered streets for City Central. There was a celebration going on with large crowds of people and popular musical guests and fireworks. It reminded her of the Ball Drop in New York City which she never actually got to see since it was an insane endeavor in itself. She never thought anything could top that craziness, so she set forth into the City with her camera, confident that she would get to see some hot smoking guy sing to her in the crowd.
When she was nearing the center of the City, cops were blocking streets and there was some commotion. Harley frowned and saddled up next to a cute one (a cute one not on the Network). She worked up her charm even with a baby bump being effectively hidden underneath her winter clothes. Apparently, they were piling people in pens just like NYC and Harley wanted to throw a tantrum. So badly.
She made an ugly face impulsively, possibly scaring the cute cop, and turned on her heel in a huff. She sat at the edge of the corner, knees to her chest, and arms wrapped around them. Her camera was resting in her lap, forlorn and forgotten.
Here goes another year.