With her beloved so busy, and her girlfriend sent home it seemed the chaotic clown girl had to entertain herself. There were only so many different themes of seduction she could try to draw The Joker away from his schemes. Despite having Batman MIA in his own way the Joker was carrying on.
And so much she which is why she was hanging from a lampost upside down blowing a big pink bubble gum bubble while phread the Psychemon was busy beating up a soda machine for cash and drinks.
A clown. There was a clown hanging from a lamppost. Considering all the other strange things that had happened to him here, Quick wasn't surprised. He was, however, surprised it had taken this long to run into a one.
And considering the electric personality of the one he knew back home, he was tempted to walk on by with nothing more then that first glace, but this was the first interesting thing he'd seen on his walk. And he was too bored to pass it up.
He leaned against the post, hands in his pockets, and glanced upward. "'Sup, Bubbles?"
"The price of plastic explosives." Harley deadpanned without missing a beat. She began to swing back and forth cracking her bubble gum bubble loudly as Phread smacked the machine hard enough it began spitting out sodas and quarters with a violent amount of force and speed. Harley casually caught one and opened it drinking upside down with surprising skill.
"Shame." Though not really. He had Crash if there was a need for a big bada boom.
Quick glanced at the mess, watching as a soda rolled past him and into the street. "There's an easier, faster way to do that." That is, if the digimon wasn't also enjoying making scrap out of the machine.
If the kicking of the table didn't catch anyone's attention, Quick's yelling did. As Crash almost meekly peeked at the other robot from the stairs, trying to make it so Quick didn't see him but...
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With her beloved so busy, and her girlfriend sent home it seemed the chaotic clown girl had to entertain herself. There were only so many different themes of seduction she could try to draw The Joker away from his schemes. Despite having Batman MIA in his own way the Joker was carrying on.
And so much she which is why she was hanging from a lampost upside down blowing a big pink bubble gum bubble while phread the Psychemon was busy beating up a soda machine for cash and drinks.
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And considering the electric personality of the one he knew back home, he was tempted to walk on by with nothing more then that first glace, but this was the first interesting thing he'd seen on his walk. And he was too bored to pass it up.
He leaned against the post, hands in his pockets, and glanced upward. "'Sup, Bubbles?"
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Quick glanced at the mess, watching as a soda rolled past him and into the street. "There's an easier, faster way to do that." That is, if the digimon wasn't also enjoying making scrap out of the machine.
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"How am I suppose to keep control of myself with wackjobs like that around?!"
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"Um... Y-you okay, Quick?"
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"Bad day," he mumbled, moving to retrieve what was left of the table.
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"Um... is... is there anyway I could help?"
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