Joke Thirty Three: Totally the best plan

[crazy_clownwoman]

Ugh, well I don’t think I’m ever drinking milk again after that. Man this place sucks. 

[Action: Harley has the best plan ever. It cannot fail.

A. Does Harley know you? AT ALL? Any form of contact from a hello to long conversations to a, why the hell are you dressed like a clown? She is knocking on your door. ESPECIALLY YOU EDWARD! Though not dressed like a clown this time. Feel free to have no cr with her and answer the door. She get's lost a lot still. 

B. At her house, looking through some papers for something.

C . Red! Harley is hanging out with you. Which is not odd itself. But she’s been looking at you a lot lately.


ooc: I appologize in advance for this spacing and the font.]

Comments

A

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

[Elizabeth opens the door with a puzzled look]

"Is the healer now making house calls?"

A

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[Because Gamzee isn't a filthy heretic, he's wearing his clown makeup loud and proud. He blinks at Harley, not recognizing her without her clowniness traitoooooooooooor]

Hey, chica, what can a fine brother be doing for you today?

A

[heart-x-strings.livejournal.com]

[Kotomi peeks out, tentatively.]

Hello...?

A.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Opening the door.]

Harley?

C

[poisonivyforyou.livejournal.com]

[Well, Red isn't the most observant person... but one should always be careful when Harley of all people is paying more attention to you than usual.

She won't comment on it, though. She'll just assume the milk thing hit her hard because what are feelings.] Feel like going shopping today?

A

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

(Technically Bugs doesn't have a door--it's more of a rabbit hole, but he'll rise up out of it anyway.)

You rang, toots?

A

[brbgoing2russia.livejournal.com]

Uh, are you gonna pull my hair?

[ooeeooahah]

[ Surprise, surprise - Ilsa answers the door with a knife in her hand, but not particularly threatening. ]

Hello? Dr Quinn?

[ You have no idea how hard it is for her not to add "Medicine Woman", even if it's mismatching the name and title. ]

B

[mathisradical.livejournal.com]

[ Sliiiiiiiding up behind her super quietly. Light on his feet, this boy is. He peers over her shoulder, his curiosity getting the better of him. Like it usually does. ]

Whatcha doin'?

A

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

Hey Harley!

Whatsup?

A

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Who would be knocking on their door right now?

When Mika opens the door, she whuffs softly in surprise, her ears flicking forward.]

Harley? What's up?

A.

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

[Olivier stares the door a minute a minute. She wasn't going to answer, but a knock sounded again. She sheaths her precious sword and peeks out the window. The woman's strange attire catches her attention immediately. She couldn't possibly be a drone, so she opens the door.]

We're you looking for someone?

Action at his front door (5725 Cunningham Lane)

[drunkenburst.livejournal.com]

[Zegram opens the door looking even crankier than usual, with his hair unkempt and falling down over his eyepatch.]

Yeah, what. Who are you, lady?

[putmeinstitches.livejournal.com]

[Loki answers the door, and tenses. It's not that he's surprised to see Harley; after all, she's his Mayfield-wife's best friend. It's that the last time they spoke, she killed him.

He can't hurt her, of course; Pamela would kill him. But that doesn't mean he can't harbor hard feelings. Time to be cordial.]

If you're looking for Pamela, she's not here. Try the flower shop.