The Toy Store [open]

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“Ohhhhh! They’ve got a buncha stuff here!” the cringe-worthy high pitched voice could be heard from one of the aisles, which caused a few customers to look in the direction it came from.

Our scene takes place in a small corner of South Gotham, “The Toybox”, a store that has been standing in Gotham for a very impressive one-hundred years. This corner is considered one of the safer places in Gotham, however, that’s not saying too much considering it’s not the kind of place criminals would hang around. There are no good places to loot or rob, there’s a police station not too far away and it is also a very middle class area, so there’s no rich people to rob either.

Picking stuff up off of the shelves and placing them in her bag, Harley was doing her toy shopping – as in she was stealing everything she liked the look of. Water guns, action figures, doll houses, even toy hammers! Everything she could hope for! “Where’s the LEGO!?” Stomping her foot in frustration, she is soon interrupted by one of the employees – an elderly man with a confused expression on his face. “Excuse me, young lady?”

“What do ya want, gramps!? Can’t ya see I’m busy!?” Harley paused for a moment as she noticed his outfit, realizing his shirt had the shop name on it, that’s when a slightly devious grin spread across her lips. “Actually, ya can help me! Could ya tell me where the LEGO is? And the vidya games, that’d be nice too!” The old man smiles warmly, pointing to the side. “Ah, over on aisle two you can get LEGO…we don’t sell video games here.”

“Ugh! What kinda toy place doesn’t sell video games!? I’ll just take everything I can, then!”

“Uhm, young lady, I hope you’re paying for all of those things in your bag.” The elderly man points to the bag Harley has over her shoulder, his other hand grasping hold of the walkie-talkie he has attached to his waist.

“Payin’? Hah! What kinda chump do ya take me for? Why would I pay for this junk?” Stopping for a moment, Harley notices where his hand is reaching, her eyes widen as she jogs up to him. “Hold it!”

“Oh, god, please don’t hurt m-ahem…what are you doing…?” The old man nearly suffers from a heart attack from Harley’s fast approach, but raises an eyebrow as he notices her crouching down near him.

“Where can I steal these thingies? Me and Mistah J could talk for hours on these!” Harley grabs at his walkie-talkie, ripping it away from his waist as she pushes the button, yelling loudly on it. “HELLO? WHO’S ON THE OTHER END OF THIS THINGYMAJIG!?”

“Hubert? You sound different.”

“Hubert!? I ain’t that wrinkly old guy!” Clearing her throat, she begins walking away from the old man as she talks on the device. “Where can I get these walkie-talkie thingies? I want one! No, I want two – maybe some more.”

“Ma’am, this device is for security purposes only. Please hand it back to the member of staff and be on your way.”

“Ugh! No need to be so rude! I just asked ya a question!”

“I’m just security, ma’am, I’m sure Hubert can direct you where you need to go. Give him back the walkie-talkie or we’ll be forced to get involved.”

Stomping her way back over to the old man, she shoves the small communicator into his chest. “Ya heard ‘em, where do I get those things? I’ll take those and leave!”

“I’m going to have to ask you to put back those toys you took and leave, young lady! Youth these days, thinking they can get away with anything! Back in my day, we had to work our behinds off to even get enough for one toy – and you think you kiddos can take all of those for free? Blasphemy!”

“Geez, do ya ever shut up? All I’m askin’ is where to find the walkie-talkies!” Harley gives a roll of her eyes, placing the bag of toys gently down on the ground as she reaches behind her, grasping the handle of her giant mallet, preparing to swing it as her eyebrows lower with a glare. “Now, I ain’t gonna ask again!”

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Walking through the toy story wasn't exactly the easiest thing to do for Venus most of this had to do with what frankly was her ungodly size. needless to say the narrow shelves weren't exactly designed for some one as corpulent and rotund as she was. neither did the fact that her massive breast were always bumping into things help the situation. it also didn't help that one of the women with a brat for a some called her a worthless tub of lard. shaking her head she wanted to make a snarky comment

"How rude. And you wonder where your son gets his manors from."

another guy actually started screaming

"Be careful we don't want you causing an earthquake!"

Honestly Venus didn't quite know what to make of that comment, her instinct told her that the man was trying to hurl an insult at her, but may be he actually did mean it. The ground did tend to shake a bit whenever she would take a step.

"Sorry I'll try to be more careful."

the look of shock on the man's face from her response told her that the man was simply trying to be insulting. It hurt. sure she may have been a bronze Golem but she was Human and she did have feelings. Still despite the rude residents, she enjoyed looking at the various toys with almost a child like innocence, there were all sorts of things, stuffed animals, Barbie dolls, bubbles, there was even something that looked like an abacus.


as she looked at the different toys, she noticed out of the corner of her eye what looked like a woman with a strange mallet and a elderly man of some sorts, whatever they were doing, it looked like it was turning into a fight.

“I’m going to have to ask you to put back those toys you took and leave, young lady! Youth these days, thinking they can get away with anything! Back in my day, we had to work our behinds off to even get enough for one toy – and you think you kiddos can take all of those for free? Blasphemy!”

“Geez, do ya ever shut up? All I’m askin’ is where to find the walkie-talkies!” as the young woman placed the toys on the ground, Venus saw her reach for the mallet before growling a threat at the man. Venus walked over their hoping to prevent someone from getting hurt. Surly there was a way to solve this without violence.


Walking to where the two of them were at, Venus toward behind the strange woman. she looked at the security guard and shouted in a thick Greek Accent

"Excuse me but what's going on?"

  The elderly man looked up eyes widening as saucers as he gazed at the large woman. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

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The sound of the Greek voice slightly startles Harley, throwing her off for a moment as she spins around with the hammer wielded “Who the heck!?” while distracted, Hubert attempts to slyly flee the scene – but before he’s able to, Harley turns back around and slams the mallet down in front of him, blocking his path. “You stay right there, old man!” She turns back around to face the large individual sharing the aisle with them. Realizing how odd of a scene this must look through the camera – a clown girl, a giant mallet, an old man, a bag of toys and now a humongous hulking woman – Harley can’t help but let out a small giggle before shaking her head.

With a more serious expression, Harley’s hand slowly reaches down to her side, grasping the handle of something in the holster of the belt on her outside, she squints her eyes slightly toward the unnamed woman. “Ya know, it ain’t nice to stick yer fat nose where it don’t belong! If yer lookin’ for papa’s pizzeria, it’s two blocks down! ‘Cause I don’t think yer in the right place!” Waiting no longer, Harley pulls at the object buried in the holster of her belt, tugging out a revolver and aiming it to the woman.

“Looky here, tubby – I’m just here to get some walkie-talkies so me and Mistah J can keep in touch! I don’t want no trouble, but I won’t be afraid to put a few shots in ya if that’s what it takes to keep ya outta my business!” With her finger now on the trigger of the revolver and aimed at the woman, she squints her eyes once again. “I suggest ya start walkin’ your huge behind outta here!”

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Venus let out a giggle 

"Is that what this hullabaloo is about?  I believe in the back aisles there are stuffed animals that work simulator to walkie talkies. You might actually like them better considering your theme. If you don't mind me asking, who is this Mister J your talking about?"

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It was like there was a disturbance in the air. Shopping for her friend with the developed mind of a ten year old, Ky loved toys. The only problem was that her super human and kryptonian strength meant that a lot of the toys she had broke in mere minutes of owning it. The Toybox was almost a regular visit for Carpenter as she was constantly replacing and getting new toys for her best friend. It was close to the JSA Headquarters, and the owner always got her a discount; though this was the first time she’d ever run into an issue. There was a commotion a few isles down from where she was, examining a baseball bat and gloves.

There was the all too familiar voice, distinct to Harley; the vampire had never met her personally, but she’s seen enough television specials to know what she sounded like. The only bubbling excitement inside her was from the fact that she was going to see her in person. Before Carpenter had lived a life of darkness and vigilantism, she felt like she’d fantasized about the colorful characters of Gotham’s Underground too much.

The shaven headed woman crept along side the walls and peered down the isle in which her loud voice was coming from. Hubert, the old retired man who just got the job to keep himself busy and out of the house, looked like he was about to suffer a heart attack from the war painted criminal. This was probably the first time, Carpenter had felt nervous; this coming from the girl who had just walked up to Starfire and slapped her on the ass like she knew her. Maybe Harley wasn’t too far from being reasoned with, though it could be her wild imagination as Carpenter’s mind’s eye saw her and the clown drinking and snorting coke. Stop that. She’s a bad guy. But there was something strange about the situation, there was another… figure standing there. It was round and large and oddly colored. What the hell? Was that like a new toy or something? It looked like it came out of one of those weird movies where a giant robot gained feelings and learned to love. It threw her off, and made her wonder just what the hell it was doing in a toy store.

She decided she was going to reveal herself, still holding the aluminum baseball bat from several isles down, she called her out from behind. “Or y’know, get yourself a payment plan with Verizon.”