↷ metropolis

@⋫ kara kent Harley wasn't actually planning to rob a bank when she said she was coming to Metropolis. In fact, the bank just happened to be in her line of sight when she was in need of money. She was actually passing through the city to get to the next city in order meet up with her contact, someone that she had made a deal with in return for explosives. But she was lack of some money for that contact. So here she was, robbing the city's bank for some extra cash so she could be well on her way. Bank robbery was always fun for her, especially when you were doing it in another city. "Aw, aren't you all cuteee, worrying for your lives? But don't worry, I'll be nice and just leave for now. Don't miss me too much, I'll come back soon!" She cooed as she turned and looked over at the crowd of people huddling together at the corner of the bank. Having made quite an entrance when she had entered the bank by straightaway shooting the few security guards in the bank, some civilian and bank workers had escaped. But those that were slow to escape were now huddled together, probably praying for their lives. Turning around and grabbing her baseball bat as well as the bag of cash that she had robbed, she headed towards the exit when someone literally crashed in from the window in front of her. She blinked in surprise as she realized it was Supergirl, the famous and beloved superhero of Metropolis. "Hi there Supergirl! Nice to meet you!" Her signature grin spreaded wide on her pale face, as if she wasn't just caught red-handed robbing a bank. "I needed some extra cash, so why not rob a bank?"

@⋫ harleen quinzel It was a bright and sunny day in Metropolis. Kara was busy typing on her typewriter in her office in The Daily Planet. She then heard a knock at the door and she got up and opened it. “Kara! I have a scoop for you, there’s a bank robbery happening two blocks from here right now! I heard some criminals from Gotham decided to rob the bank but I’m not too sure...” “Thanks for the tip Lana! I’m on it!” Kara said as she got her notepad and pencil and ran downstairs to the nearest phone booth and immediately changed into supergirl. She left the booth and quickly flew a couple of blocks over to the bank. She came in through the window, glass crashing everywhere and she came face to face with a quite infamous criminal from Gotham... Harley Quinn. “I didn’t think it would be you, but it is... why’re you in Metropolis, Harley?” Supergirl asked with her eyes narrowed as she saw the deranged clown girl in front of her with a sack full of money she had just stolen.

@⋫ princess koriand'r The moment Tim found out about the happenings in metropolis, he knew he had to find some way to help. Some way to catch and stop the person who was causing the chaos, all the deaths. The first few days were just research. Trying to find any clue that may give him an idea. Who could possibly be doing this? It could be anyone. And he knew that. But no matter how much research he did in those days, no matter how much coffee he drank, how many articles he read, videos he'd watched, he was lead to nothing.

It was for that reason that today, he decided to actually set out. To find whoever had done this on his own. No help from anyone. Or at least that was what he'd intended. An hour into his search, his eyes landed on someone he noticed as also trying to help, or at least as what he felt that was. And he hesitated, but he climbed his way to the female, clearing his throat and letting his head fall to the side. "Hey, there."

@timothy drake Effulgent emotions take ahold of Koriand’r’s frame, gripping her abound besotted with the turmoil of vehemence swirling amply in the pit of her stomach. Another carcass lies in the adrenaline of the streets, body puckered and its pallor awash from the colors that should have tinctured its stature. “No,” she breathes, devastation nestling deep into the lines of her face.

The metropolis runs with ardor dotted with the frightful bodies scattered around, their footfalls emit an echoing shadow of their fear that they might be next. “Where have the heroes gone to?” they ask into the night, but Koriand’r very well hears their words elicited with a tinge of disappointment and anger.

She understands.