tampered | Log; Ongoing

Log; Ongoing

When; Tuesday, August 19th Afternoon
Rating; PG
Characters; Supergirl (

punchlikeagirl ), Stephanie Brown (

indigo_justice ) and Harley Quinn (

romantic_rube )
Summary; It's a pie fight!
Log;

Kara had gotten everything set up that she could, having found a nice open spot for their pie fight just above the beach but out of the sand (because pie and sand? not a fun sounding combination). Three separate tables equally spaced apart and loaded down with pies were set up in the area, their bases of operation and rearming stations. Since it was fairly near to the water when they were done making a mess of things they could just dive into the ocean and clean off. Plus, her bathing suit would be good for mobility and that way she wouldn't ruin one of her outfits.

The hardest part about this whole thing was that she had promised not to use her powers. Which was lame. Well, lame for her, Steph and Harley probably wouldn't appreciate being covered by pie before they could even get a shot in. Both Harley and Steph had a huge advantage over her in the acrobatics department and could probably dodge anything she threw. Oh well, it was about having fun anyways, right?

Supergirl promised herself though that the other two were getting at least one good pie to the face each.

[ooc: I figure that Kara just flew all the provisions over and is waiting for the other two to arrive.]

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Harley whistled along to herself as she skated down the street to the beach. Wearing a simple string-tied bikini with a white top and red bottom and her hair in two bouncy, fluffy pigtails tied to the sides of her head, she pulled up to the site and slipped her rollerblades off. This was gonna go a long way in taking her mind off of her situation, that was for sure.

As she walked up to the tables with her rollerblades over her shoulders, she noticed Kara and waved.

"Hey there, gal pal~! Hope I ain't too late~!

Steph is running late. She's been lying low for the past few days, still nervous about her being cursed as Robin again...
She's ready for this party though.

She sees the table, covered in supplies, smirking. She's wearing rain boots and carrying an umbrella, her hair in a ponytail. She's excited, grinning and waving at Kara and Harley.
"Hello ladies!! Harley, I love your bathing suit.
Am I late...?"

Kara waved pleasantly when she saw Harley, beaming a bit smile at the (former?) criminal. She was glad that their friend could come and make it, glad that she seemed to have gotten away from the Joker. At least for a while, Harley certainly wouldn't be the first woman to fall back into a bad relationship if that did happen. In the meantime, Kara intended to show her as good a time as possible and be as much of a friend as she could.

When she saw Steph though, she groaned and rolled her eyes. Rain boots and an umbrella?

"Those had better just be for the walk over here," Kara said, crossing her arms and eying her friend with a suspicious look. "Because if not, I'm going to have to take them from you."

"No fair, these are the only shoes I brought with me! I wore them when Harley and I did this!"

Steph pouts a little, smirking.
"Help me here, HQ."

She sighs, puppy facing Kara.
"At least let me keep the boots...?"

Harley laughed out loud.

"Aw, c'mon, kid, take off the boots! Gotta level the playin' field some, right?"

She wiggled her toes at Steph, laughing.

"Better hurry up or we'll have to tie ya up and take a penalty shot~!"

"But they're the only shoes I brought...Have pity!!"

Steph glares a little bit, before sighing. She hands the umbrella to Kara, and removes the boots, throwing them at Harley.

"All right, all right. Just give me those back so I can walk home, ok?"

"No, you can't wear them because for no other reason than they look ridiculous with the rest of what you're wearing," Kara said, completely immune to the puppy face. She was glad that Steph gave them up without much of a fight though.

"Alright, so everyone can take a table," Kara declared to the two other girls. "They're all equal distant from each other and have the same amount of pies on them."

Steph nods, going to the middle table, looking at her pies with intrest. They looked so....well, yummy.

But these are weapons, not food.

"Ok, can we go over the rules?"

"Rules!? We don't need no stinkin' rules!"

Spinning a blueberry pie on one finger, Harley laughed and swung it at Steph like a minor league pitcher. Of course, the implications of her statement occurred to her upon its release, so she quickly stood back straight and looked at Kara.

"'cept you. You got rules. Yeah."

Kara glared a bit at Harley, but she had already resigned herself to the fact that she was going to lose because of her handicap. Oh well, she could always get them back some other way.

"Yeah, I know, no using any extra abilities," she grumbled. Even as she spoke though she started to smile as she grabbed a pie and hurled it at Harley.

"Ahh! Harley, you che-"

Bam. Steph now has a face full of blueberry pie. Ste stares for a minute before she starts laughing, grabbing a banana cream pie, hurling it at Harley.

"Oh yeah? Take this! See, Kara, this is fun!!"

"TO WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-OOF!"

Harley's war-cry was interrupted mid-shout as her head was suddenly sandwiched between two pies. Staggering back in momentary shock, she slowly pulled the two tins off of her head. Her two pigtails were now coated in cream, as was her face.

"Pfft! Ptt! Thbbt! You dirty, rotten, lousy jerks!"

Huffing up in humorous anger, Harley picked up a couple of cherry pies and looked around swiftly, trying to decide which of the others to attack, but hesitating.

Steph notices the hesitation. Ah, a moment of weakness, huzzah!!
She uses this to escape, taking a stack of pies as she goes into hiding, preparing for war.

Of course, the fact that she can't stop laughing miiight be a problem...

Kara had already attacked Harley and decided to be an equal opportunity opponent and to go after Steph next, launching one if her friend's direction before turning her attention back to Harley, laughing at the look on her face.

"I think that is a fantastic new look for you, Harley," she hollered.

Harley glared at Steph as she dashed away, then looked back at Kara. She wasn't running away, so that made her choice easy. Smirking, she shook her head a bit to put her slimy pigtails back over her shoulders.

"Yeah, well, you know these extreme makeovers, y'never know when they're gonna just jump right out at ya!"

She ran forward at Kara, trying to make it over to her quick enough to sandwich the super-girl's head between the two pies. Mind you, trying.

Kara tried to stumble backwards and get away from Harley, but she was just too slow. She launched one of the pies she had at the other woman and missed wide, now completely defenseless against what was coming.

"You're living yourself wide open for an attack from Steph!" Kara shouted, hoping Harley would ignore the panicked look on her own face and check for Steph long enough for her to think of something.

[ooc: Feel free to smash the pies on her head.]

"Tch, yeah right! Like I'm gonna fall for that!"

Lunging forward, Harley pounced like a tiger and smashed the two pies into Kara's head, smushing the red goop around her hair gleefully.

She stood there, laughing gloatingly and massaging the pie in, playful mischief evident on her face. Of course, preoccupied by this she wasn't paying much attention to anything else.

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Steph is in the trees, ninja style. Oh, she loves these pie fights.
Giggling a little, gleefully, she launches a rapid stream of pies, straight at Harley, a wicked grin on her face.

Once she's sure that HQ got hit, she quickly moves again, switching trees to trip up the system.

Kara groaned and tried to push Harley away without using superhuman strength, which it was impossible to know when she was using by the way, and wondering what she could do in revenge.

"You crazy clown, I am going to shove a pie so far up your-"

Before Kara could reply, through pie filled vision, she saw several pies fly straight toward her attacker from the tries.

"Yipe!"

Something Harley experienced quite often, getting shoved away by the face. And she experienced it rather gracelessly, as usual. Combined with Steph's sudden attack, Harley was tossed back into the incoming pies, just hard enough to cause the confections to explode on impact and cover the woman. Of course, since she was in flight she only caught the first couple of pies before falling to the ground and rolling away awkwardly. The others, however, stayed on course.

Meanwhile, Harley, now covered in pie, dirt, and grass, sat up and wiped her eyes clean, spitting out a patch of grass.

"Blech! It's like living with Ivy on one of her bad days... Yuck."

Rather disoriented, Harley sat in place and tried to tie a pigtail back up that had fallen apart.

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