THe Bada Bing Club aka the Villians Lounge

how is this for a comeback

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A woman appears in front of the entrance to the front for the Bada Bing Club while on the outside it looked like a high profile strip club to those who know it is the premier hangout for villians everywhere, but only the big dogs can hang out here. Only those with the right amount of stroke can even know it exists. The woman walks over to the bouncer, but he turns her away. The lady then notices she is dress like a librarian for Pete's sake. She was wearing a long brown skirt with match button top that reveals nothing. Her hair was put in a rather unattractive bun and her pretty face was practically disgused by a pair of thick brown rimmed glasses. Once the woman is turned aways she smiles and walks into an alley next to the club. A second later the woman reemerges from the alley looking completely different. Gone is the librarian out which is replaced by short gold skirt and matching halter top revealing the woman large attractive breast and eye popping figure. Also banish were the bun and glasses as her hair flowed free and long and her attractive light brown eyes were practically hyponitizing the bouncer as she walked into the club undistrubed.

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Once inside the club she made her way to the backroom of the club she is notices the room is empty with the except a large bookcase with various pornos and sex books. As she looks at the case she bites her lips and leans in and picks up the book labeled the Kama Sutra the shelf slides to the side and reveal another smaller more exclusive club. It is villans hideout it is here where villians go to unwind after a long of day of terrorizing and raising hell. At the bar sit Dr. Evil and Mini Me, New York Mayor Rudy Gulliani, Mike Tyson, Don King and Goldfinger of James Bond fame. Sitting in a booth was the Joker and Harley Quinn. Hmm it seems the Laughing man's coat was shredded. Across from them at the bar were Catwoman and Sabretooth. Once the woman and Sabretooth made eye contact the anger vibe were practically felt by all in the room. The woman looks over at another booth on the other end of the room and there surrounded by at least 6 rather large ARMED men was the Kingpin of Crime himself and the co-owner and co-proprietor of the Bada Bing Club himself Louis Cypher aka BIGGS. Everyone that knew about Cypher life as the notorious BIGGS knew were either criminals or dead. BIGGS was not the man to be messed with, especially here in his yard so to speak. So the woman knew that her work was cut out for her. Adjusting her boobs she began to make her way to the booth and said " Sir I think I may have something you want."

OCC: J said sorry he did not really post since starting the thread, but he has been having a few health problems (his weak lungs again) and with school coming up it has been hectic for him. But don't worry everyone he will he be back this weekend.
 
Harley

I fume as the Cat stands over me, shooting her a dirty look before hopping up and smiling wickedly.

"Time to go nighty NIGHT, kitty cat!" I growl as I whip out an overly large and elaborately striped gun that is almost too big for me to handle.

"Sweet dreeems!" Grinning, I aim the gun at the Cat chick's head and with a loud 'POP!', a great big boxing glove flies out and knocks Miss Kitty into LaLa land.

"YES! She shoots, she SCORES!"

Giggling, I run off to find a handy-dandy canvas bag, returning with one to cover the sleeping kitty. After making sure that she's all nice and cozy (and stuck in a small corner behind the bar), I slip into the seat that she had occupied and lean in close to my Puddin'.

"Whoever let's the cat outta THAT bag is gonna hafta deal with me and Mistah J...ain't that right Puddin'?!"

[Edited by Celestiale on 01-05-2001 at 02:17 AM]
 
The Joker

"That's right, snookum's" I replied, with a snicker. The snicker turned into a laugh, then an outright guffaw, as I slipped off the barstool and hugged Harley to me - and rolled my eyes at Merv, apologising silently to him for my over-exuberant sidekick.

"That cat gives this club a bad name... or should that be good name?" I laughed, "she's been in with batfreak on several occasions... I suppose someone who supposedly always lands on their feet can't always walk a crooked line."

I prodded the bag with the tip of one of my white-and-black patent shoes. I grinned at Harley, and walked back to my lounging chair. She skipped along beside me, an arm slipped into mine.

She leapt forward and gave the purple cushion a quick flick-over with a brandished feather duster before I plopped myself down, and handed me the remove control.

"Can't you even get a clean, dishonest criminal these days?" I sighed, looking at the television set before me, sparks and smoke coming out of the shattered screen. I groaned. "And who did that? The Muppets are on in just half an hour!"

I sighed once more, got back up, and glanced over to an empty booth. Harley looked at me with hopeful anticipation. Waving to attract Merv's attention, I called out "Two green jesters."

[Edited by Kepic on 01-05-2001 at 02:47 PM]
 
Catwoman

Suddenly, the sound of cloth tearing filled the room and five shred marks appeared in the cloth that covered Catwoman.

Stepping gracefully out of the bag she glares at Harley and Joker. Taking her whip from her side, she flicks it and the snap can be heard by all.

Whipping it about her head once and then twice she lashes out and grabs Harley's wrist. Jerking back on the handle drags the jester's girl friend to where Catwoman can grab he by the front of her costume.

Looking directly into Harley's eyes she says,"Time to take out the trash," just before dumping her into the waste basket that Joker used to dispose his letter.

She then slunk back to the bar and her drink and left Harley to deal with a 'hot seat'.
 
Sabretooth yawned, much as he liked a good fight this one was getting a little boring. And he had finished his glass of whiskey which was a real downer. He got up out of his booth and walked over to the bar then said, "Merv, anothing whiskey please."

Just then Catwoman's whip flew past him and he saw Harley as she was thrown into the waste basket. He tried not to laugh but said, "Ladies, do you think that this has gone on long enough. If you want to have a fight then please take it outside."

Merv came back with his glass of whiskey and the bottle and said, "I do not think that it is safe to be here."

With a smile Sabretooth said, "Thanks for that Merv."

Sabretooth walked back to his booth and sat back down, the smile still on his face.
 
"Three pointer!" I though to myself as i saw the young lady land straight in the basket. Must be some pretty dangerous people hanging out here. Suddenly i felt more at home.

Ordering another bud i tried to blend in a bit, then realised i was one of the only people in this place who actually looked normal; the guy sitting next to me looked like a steroid freak with a really bad hair day, an all leather causual outfit wasn't the norm these days, neither was a paleface with a grin that could have cut his face in half. Perhaps I should have choose somewhere safer to get a quiet drink.

I turned to the tv, at least that wouldn't attempt to kill me.
 
Catwoman

Catwoman smiled slyly at Sabertooth and said,"Dont get your fur up, pussycat. Its just two girls having fun."

She then latched her eyes on the new girl and raised her eyebrow. Without saying anything, she turned back to the bar.
 
BIGGS in "Enforcing the Rules

After the gorgeous woman known as Switch sat down we were going to discus buisness when all of a sudden a ruckus from the other side of the room halt pretty much all the conversations in the room. I look over behind my dinner partner to see Catwoman and Harley's hijinks. Getting up from my seat I wave off my security team and personally make my way toward Catwoman. After she tosses Harley into the trash she turns and faces me. I do not power up but instead I simply stare her deep in the eyes and said "This is my place and there will be no violence in here for two reasons. One because it attracts superhero types and two because I said so. If you don't like that then I will show you the true meaning of pussy whipped do you got that kitty."
 
Catwoman

Catwoman smirks and says,"Whatever you say, Big Guy. But keep her," Gesturing to Harley,"away. I dont deal well with psychos and she and laughing boy are about as psycho as you can get."
 
Shadowess

Jean smirked as teh Cat and the Doll got into it. She'd drunk enough to get a good buzz going and was try very hard to forget Renegade exsisted.

Once you're a villian you can't be a hero. Plain fact. Right? I sigh and look up at the busted TV with a frown. Villians today...

"I got it, Merv..." I mutter. My shadows move and close around the TV, pulling another from the "stash" of such things in the back room. The shadows hook it up, a bit slugishly. Being buzzed effects them...

I sigh when Vlad sits back down beside me.

"So...if you and Ren arn't together anymore...Would you consider a bit of..****?" His fangs glint and I sigh.

"Maybe..." I mutter in a depressed tone.

OOC: Re-read my post a duh! Didn't post char stats, so here they are..*goes to find Ren so she's not playing with herself...ummm no comments people!*

Character: Shadowess

Nickname: Dark, Shadow, etc.

Real Name: Jean Green

Physical description:
5'2", long black hair and green eyes pale and thin

Super Power: The ability to make shadows into solid objects (Ex: A fist, a chair, a dild...ok, you get the point.)
and store small objects or things in an inter-dimensional "pocket". (Ex: her outfit, stolen jewels...)

Past: Former super villain and thief because her father was a super villain, she's reformed since his death and is trying to go straight.

Outfit: jeans and tee shirt person but can instantly change into her skintight black cat suit using the shadow power. The suit is made of shadows and doesn't come off without her help.
 
RoseThorn said:
OOC: Re-read my post a duh! Didn't post char stats, so here they are..*goes to find Ren so she's not playing with herself...ummm no comments people!*

OOC: Hey you try to be in 6 threads at once and give them all equel time. lol I'll do an IC post later tonight babe. ;)
 
Renegade

Why the hell did I have to end up wearing THIS costume? Wasn't there any other villians suits that we had left from our previous adventures then Dr. Impotence?!? For crying out loud, the man turned Armist into a woman at one point. Not to mention when his brother used that impotence ray on me awhile back and... well let's just say that I'm glad I found the cure. Then the little bastard had to use that pic of those ugly ass lesbians going at it.

Shivering at that thought, I straighten out the lab coat and make sure the impotence ray is straight on my hand. Everything seemed to check out right so far with me. If only I didn't have to put on this stupid wig and glasses to help cover my face. On the bright side, the Impotence brothers were not very well known before their time passed. So it would be easy to get past anyone that HAD heard of the infamous brothers.

The last thing I needed was for someone to realise that I wssn't the doc. Walking into the club after some trouble with the security, I look around for any sign of Jean. No sign yet, but it looked like we had a cat fight on our hands here. In more ways then one to be quite honest at that.

Turning my attention away from them, for now atleast, I take a seat at an empty table. Sitting there, I begin to reflect back at why I was risking certain death or worse to come here. I mean, this place has never even been seen from the inside by any heros. Well, other then those villians that later turn. This place was a death trap for someone like me to be cought inside of. But I had to find Jean and get her back.

How could I have fallen for that trick by Shifter? The bastard was actualy able to shift his body into the form or Shadowess and robe that place. And I fell for that trick and tried to turn her in to the police. Shit. Now I had to try and bring her back home where she belonged. If only I could find out where the hell she was.

Taking a look around here, I suddnely hear a voice in my head tell me "You know, this place is quite nice for a villians hang out. Plus the bad girls usualy put out to anyone with a dick and two balls. Some of them even do that lesbian stuff."

Oh god, not this shit again "Will you leave me alone the fuck alone Kronos?" I say to the demon that had been inside of me for over a year now, "This is not the time for your social commentary on what's going on in my life."

"Just pointing out the perks to being a villian." he tells me with a chuckle as he leaves me alone for now. Kronos had not been able to take control of me for months now, but that still didn't stop him from popping in to try and fuck up my day. I had been worrying for awhile now that he was just saving up his strength for the right moment to take over again.

Putting that aside for now, I return my concentration on getting Shadowess back. I had lost MusicMaid because I made the wrong decision. There was no chance in hell that I was going to let that happen again with Jean.
 
The Joker

"Psycho? Me?" I said, bending over the bar and hauling Harley out of the bin, her scowl painting a thousand words, as she swatted at the flames on her jesters cap. "Guess we've known each other a little tooooooo long" I laughed at Catwoman. A short bow to Biggs - a small gesture of respect. Being 'psycho' did have it's advantages... like telepath's weren't so eager to go snooping around in your head. A certain criminal psychanalyst had learned that snooping around in my head wasn't a good idea...

"Why the little-" Harley started, but I put a gloved finger to the lips of the criminal ex-criminal shrink.

"Like Mister B said, snookum's, no fighting in the club" I said sternly, waving my finger at her. With that, she deflated, and her bottom lip began to quiver, apparently threatening to burst out into tears. "Now now" I said, as I led her back to the booth. I grinned at her, leaned up and then whispered quietly in her ear "there's more than one way to skin a cat."

I sat down in the booth, winked at Harley as she slipped into the seat opposite, pleased to see her smiling brightly again, and pulled my mobile out. Quickly dialing a number, I waved her closer so she could listen to the conversation.


"Mo" I said into the phone, as the other end was picked up. He was one of my current goons, who had proven himself capable so far.
Yeah boss?
"I've got a little job for you... take a drive down to that petshop on 32nd street... tell me if those cute little kitten's are still in the window..."
The one's with the cute wagging tails, boss? >honk honk<
"Those are PUPPIES you idiot!" I hissed down the phone. Oh well, at least he remembered to honk his nose this time at trying to make a joke.
Sorry boss... will do boss.
"Then buy a few for me, okay?"
Buy, boss? where do I get the cash, boss?"
"There must be a bank somewhere nearby... you and the gang go make a withdrawal."
Got ya, boss. Heh-heh.
"Call me back when you've got the goods. Oh, and Mo?"
Yeah boss?
"You'd better not go and disappoint me now, this is for my little snooky-wookum's."

I hung up and put the phone back into my pocket, and grinned at Harley. "You may a have a black belt in karate, snookum's, but you still need practice in the art of deviousness."

I grinned. "Have you fed Bud and Lou recently?"

OOC: Mo, Lar and Cur are the Joker's usual hired muscle, Bud and Lou are Harley's pet hyenas.

[Edited by Kepic on 01-06-2001 at 05:36 AM]
 
I managed to keep myself from staring. Barely. Renegade had just walked in dressed as...Dr. Impotence?!? I looked at my empty glass. When I looked back up he was still sitting at the table.

"Merv! Give me two more." I grabbed the drinks and slid into the chair across from him.

"What the HELL are you doing here?" I hissed.

"Are fucking stupid? Half the room would be happy to..." I stopped when Vlad's hands rested on my shoulders, a room key dangled in front of my face. I took it and looked back at him.

"Think you'll find the time...?" he asked winking. I smiled despite myself. Renegade had all but said what we had was a sham...

"Maybe..." I smiled, pulling Vlad down for a long wet kiss. He pulled away with a grin, waltzing out the door.
 
Renegade

Watching the scene unfold before my eyes like that, I watch on in shock. I know I had hurt her, but it wasn't like I tried to do it on purpose like she just did with her embrace of Count Chocola.

"Gotta say, I like the girls style." mocked Kronos from inside my head as I try to ignore him.

Turning my attention back to Jean, I tell her "Looks to me like things are ok with you huh? I had come here to bring you home after finding out the truth. But I guess it was a mistake."

After saying that part, I glance over back at the crowned prince and the others around him. Looked like this place wasn't going to be very quiet for long. As if it ever was from the storys I had heard about.

Sighing, I tell her "Jean, I'm not going to force you to come back with me. If this is what you want, then I'll let it be then."

Standing up from my chair, I grab my laser and tell her before I walk away "Just be happy Jean. That's all I ask for you to be in life. If I can't give you that happiness, then I hope you find someone that will." With that, I tie up my cloak and walk towards the door. My eyes looking at the floor as I begin to walk out of her life for good.
 
Shadowess

My shadows lash out suddenly yanking him back into his chair.

"Listen to me 'Doc'...I worked long and hard to become someone I thought you loved. It took one, count 'em, one, time to make you think I'd returned to my old ways. I stood with you when Kronos was about kill me..." I downed my drink.

"I thought...I thought you were different, that you wanted ME! Not the shadows...Not the daughter Dr. Destructo...ME! If all it takes is a fucking shape shifting to make you loose your so called 'faith' in me, then you're no better then the rest of your fucking super friends...Just another 'holier then thou' who thinks they're the best and the rest of us are scum...." My voice stayed at a low icy tone, just barely loud enough for him to hear.

"I was happy with you. And now I find out the whole thing was a big lie. So don't give me the 'be happy' lecture juinor..."
 
Renegade

Listening to what she said, I began to realise deep inside that she was actualy right. Perhaps not about the 'holier then thou' thing, but she was right about the shape shifter thing. This was something I didn't want to hear, but had to because of the shadows. My ego wouldn't let me admit it out loud, but Jean was more powerful then myself. The way the shadows had me pinned, I had no choice but to stay right in place.

But I had to say my piece on this, "You're wrong about the shadows and Dr. Destructo thing, Jean. For one thing, I never knew about the shadows untill much after we had first met." Those shadows were known for being used for more then just stealing jewels. The reputation of their use in the bedroom had reached many people over the year. And I did have to admit, the storys told about them did the real expierence no justice.

Continuing saying my piece, "And I do love you, Jean. Why do you think I'm here? For the music? I came here to get you before you did something stupid and get killed."

Taking a moment to look her over again, I remember how pretty she looked on that day I told her how I felt, "MusicMaid was lost to me because I made the wrong decision. I stayed away from her, stayed with you and Creeper because I was afraid of what Kronos could do to her. Then when I found her again, things were different and it was the end of that relationship."

Looking down at the table, I say in a low voice "The reason I tried to turn you in, was because I was afraid of what the others would do to you. Some of those vigilantes would have... well I don't like to think about it. Sometimes the line between hero and villian is a very thin one indeed. So I tried to turn you in instead, because I thought it would be safer then any hideout we had at our access."

Turning away from her, I almost whisper "Think what you want about me, it hurts, but I deserve it after what I did. And I mean that with all of my heart, Jean." Inside, I was hoping that she would let me go so I could leave. At this rate, I just wanted to leave and never come back to this place. Or have anything to do with this superhero thing ever again.
 
Jean

I felt my heart tighten. Damn. How could he do that to me? No matter what, how drunk I was, how angry...He always made me just want snuggle in his arms.

God, I'm going soft.

I stood and sat in his lap, leaning against his chest.

"How the hell do you always make me wanna just..." I stop and huddle against him, ready to beat up the first villian who bothers me.
 
The Joker

A honk honk sound turned several heads in the lounge to the door, where three large-built men walked into the Club, faces painted stark white, and wearing bright red noses. They wear carrying between them four small animal cages, from with which soft mewling noises could be heard. They strode purposefully over to the booth where I and Harley sat.

"Here you go, boss" they said as one, placing the cages down in a row on the table before us.

"I said to call me when you had them, not bring them here, you dunderheads" I groaned.

"Sorry boss" they said together, avoiding my glare.

"Aw, aren't they cute?" I heard Harley saying, as she leant down to look into the cages. "I'll think I'll call them Eanie, Meanie, Minie, and Moe..."

"Yeah Harley?" said Mo, one of the muscle-headed goons. I clapped a hand to my forehead and groaned.

"She wasn't talking to you" I snapped at him, "she was referring to one of the kittens here."

I grinned and sat back, glancing across to where Catwoman was at the bar. She had obviously already heard the sound of the kittens mews, and was glaring suspiciously in our direction. "Yooooooooou-whoooooooooo" I cheerfully called out towards her, waving my hand to make sure I had her attention. I got up, picked up one of the cages, and pulled a bright green capsule out of one of my sleeves, holding it in front of one of cages wireframe door. I'd never tried Smilex on cats before... oh, but cats could grin, couldn't they? There was that Chesire one, after all...

"Harley, take the boys and the other cages upstairs to our private room, would ya?" I said, without looking at her. Above the Bada Bing Club, several spacious apartments were made available to the members for rent. While the rules prohibited the members from using them as headquarters for any crime caper, we were otherwise free to use them how we wished. They were soundproofed, and guaranteed free of bugs - although everyone made their own checks on that, and added their own security measures.

"If you want to save the poor liddle kiddens, you'll have to be a good liddle puddycat" I laughed, walking over to the foot of the stairs as the rest of my gang went up out of sight. My voice grew cold and harsh, as I continued. "My room, in half an hour. And leave the whip and claws behind. Just one false move, and Eanie here will find out whether she's", I raised the cage, shaking it as I peered inside, the fluffy white kitten within giving me a hiss, "he's really got nine lives or not."

Then, laughing all but hysterically, I climbed the stairs to my room, walking backwards with the Smilex capsule held ready to burst before the cage door, until I was out of sight of the club's lounge. Ah, I felt that tonight was going to be an absolute riot.
 
Renegade

Turning my attention back away from Joker and his goons, I glance around the room and am grateful to see that nobody is paying attention to us. Everyone has their attention focused on the whole fiasco that the crown prince of crime is starying up.

That was very good for myself and Jean. Didn't need anyone to get involed in our situation at the moment. Not being able to move with the shadows holding me down at the time, I simply rest my head against her shoulder as she hugs me.

"I'm so sorry Jean." I tell her as I begin to feel a tear fall from my eyes. Wether this was from joy or sadness, I didn't know or care about at the time. I was just so happy to have her in my arms once more.
 
Jean

I smile and the shadows release him.

"Hey...I'll forgive you...this time." I smile at his costume, standing I pull him to his feet and with a wink, up the stairs.

"C'mon...Let's see what ya got under that lab coat..." I whisper, typing in my access code, I let the the door do it's blood and DNA scan, then pull him into my inner sanctum away from home...
 
666

OOC: if a villain its got to be then I'll be the ultimate villain, Old Scratch, Lucifar, the Beast....etc

IC: A tall dark faced man with jet black eyes and long black hair, with a well trimmed beard walks in. He is dressed in a long black coat buttoned to the neck, a faint hint of sulphur wafts after him.
 
Renegade

Jean pulls me into her room as the door closes behind us right away. She kisses me quickly on the lips in an embrace that I myself return with as much force. Just then, I feel something pulling at the buttons around my lab coat. Without looking, I know that it was the shadows doing their job for Jean. My hands rub down along her smooth back to her round ass. Taking them in my hands, I begin to squeeze and rub them through my fingers.

We both break the embrace at once to look in each others eyes. Smiling, I tell her in a soft voice "I've realy missed you Jean. I'm never going to let you go again."

She smiles back then pushes me back onto the bed. I drop onto it, followed by her straddling my waist as her fingers run over my chest. Resting my hands on her thighs, I smirk back at her as I move one hand between her legs. The hand presses and rubs against her crotch area. She lets out a soft sigh as she starts to move against my fingers through her clothes.
 
Catwoman

I stood up and hissed as Joker's minions brought in the kittens. My eyes narrowed and I threw daggers from them at the Clown Prince.

When he had gone up the stairs I set my face in determination and started pulling off my claws from my gloves and laid them and the whip on the bar.

"Keep these safe for me, Merv," I growled,"This kitty has to go on the prowl." Joker had the upper hand now but just wait until his next big caper. I would keep an eye on him and the Bat just may get an anonymous note about a certain smiling madman before it broke.

As for this moment-well there was more than one way to skin a cat so to speak. My claws and whip were only part of what I used. I also had a brain and some damn good moves as Batman and that runt Robin had found out more than once.

As the clock's hand moved downward to mark the end of the half hour, I slowly walked up the stairs to Joker's room. Time for the smile to be wiped off his face.
 
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