13809/Bibba at the Mutant Bar

Bibba at the Mutant Bar
Date of Scene:	11 January 2023
Location:	Broken Mug Bar
Synopsis:	Jinx and Harley go to the mutant bar in mutant town, perhaps thinking each other is a mutant only to learn that's not the case. But then a frankendjinn named Bibba attacks out of no where, trying to end Jinx; who accidentally inverts Bibba in an attempt to do her first teleportation.
Cast of Characters:	Jinx, Harley Quinn

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Jinx has posed:
Jinx pulls up a second chair for herself and props her feet up on it. With the glass boot in her hands filled to the brim with beer she feels like she's at Oktoberfest. Though, it's January and she's definitely in Brooklyn. That doesn't mean she can't order Das Boot if she wants to. And she wanted to.

A sip off the top is taken and then she leans across the table a little bit, "You know the best thing about this bar. Guessing mutant powers." Because they're at The Broken Mug Bar a pub known primarily as 'the mutant bar' and also a place fights break out frequently.

The mutants are restless after the confrontation with the Friends of Humanity and they have every right to be. She points a pinky at a guy sitting at the bar. "See that dude, his entire power is just having red skin. Nothing else, just hey, check me out, i'm a mutant with red skin."

Harley Quinn has posed:
"I will have some of dat booty!"

That's Harley. Ordering some Das Boot for herself. In her own way. She is sprawled back on her chair because that's not the first booty she has had this night and certainly won't be the last. Dressed to kill of course in a tight midriff top, pair of jeans that flare at the bottom and a pair of sneakers in different colors for good measure. Sneakers that are currently ON the table because she is relaxing, feet crossed.

"Red skin?" she glances over. "I mean, he could do good in tv!", pause, "But nah, think his powah is mind readin'. He is now readin' what we awhe thinkin and will be turning our way in 3 2 1....."

Eyes then rest on Jinx. "You a mutant?"

Jinx has posed:
Jinx laughs and takes off her jacket hanging it over the back of her chair. "Yeah. So clearly not a mind reader. Oh I know, his power is when he tosses a coin it always comes up heads." She taps the side of her head. The man huffs and turns around on the bar stool.

"Would you quit it. I just came here for a quiet drink by myself and no, I can't read your mind. But I can hear you talking just fine. Everybody can you speciest fucks."

The room goes silent for a bit and Jinx opens and shuts her mouth a few times. "Uh.. Sorry.. Sorry everyone." She grimaces and turns to look back at Harley, then lifts up das boot and takes a long drink. The people go back to their own business.

"And me? Mutant. No. I mean, pretty sure I'm not. You? you've got all that super strength I figured you're a mutant. These are your peeps yeah?"

Harley Quinn has posed:
When the man turns is when Harley points, "Ahah! Mind readin'!" which prompts she almost falling off her chair. Arms go up in a yelp but she gets a precarious, yet balanced position on one leg of her chair. Talk about close calls!

Then a roll of her eyes at being called speciest. "Don't be an ass and own what you got, man." she tells him. She isn't about to apologize for something she isn't.

Finally the Dat Booty's come and she takes a good drink from it, "Nope." Is her answer to Jinx, "I just got a lil somethin' from one of my bffs a while back. Makes me sorta immune to poison. But not alcohol.." she explains. Then she ponders. "Or maybe it does and this is my usual self ....?"

Thoughtful frown on her expression.

Jinx has posed:
Jinx looks a little surprised and quickly hides her face with das boot, drinking from it. Yep, she totally invited Harley to a mutant bar because she thought she was a mutant. And the worst part of that whole exchange? they still don't know what red's mutant power is. "Okay then. So neither of us are mutants..." Awkward. But it's the thought that counts, right?

The room shakes and the lights flicker. Everybody looks about and one guy pushes off the wall and approaches the both of them. "You're not with them Friends of Humanities are you?" He looks like he wants a fight. Jinx rolls her eyes and sighs.

A deep voice echos through Jinx's mind and she looks around suddenly hearing a word, a name, BIBBA. But no body else can hear it, "Did you hear that?"

The mutant frowns and says, "Don't you disrespect me, not in this place. This is Mutant Town ya anti-mutant racist."

Jinx flicks a hand at him and looks around some more, "No not you. Someone else .. didn't anyone just hear someone in a creepy deep voice say BIIIIBBAAAAA?"

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Why should it be awkward..?" There's a lift of her shoulders and Harley shakes her head at Jinx. "This ain't an exclusive bar!" she gestures wildly with her hands, which makes some of her drink spill. Probably some of it on the guy that just approached them.

Oh well! Bar fight?!

Nah, Harley smiles her pearly white smile at him and says, "Do we look like those fuckers to you?"

Pause. "Bibba?" She looks around as well.

Jinx has posed:
Jinx twists about in her chair trying to scope things out. The guy looks Harley up and down and huffs at her, "I'm watching you two." Jinx stands up and bounces off of his burly chest back in to her chair, "Oh. Woops." He puffs up his chest as if to make a point and walks away.

Jinx gets back up and lifts a finger, "Hold that thought, whatever thought it is you're having right now Harls." She walks out of the main room and down a hallway. A moment later she comes back out and heads to the exit, then turns around and heads in to a second room, then comes back to the table and sits.

"Okay, so, I don't want to alarm you," she says in a whisper, "But all the exits are gone. Windows, doors, everything. We're trapped in here." The lights flicker again.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"I am always holding my thoughts..." Whatever that means! But Harley doesn't remain sitting. She hops up to her feet, draining the rest of her beer and sliding the glass back on the table. She is looking at Jinx walking around, arched brow.

"Is this gonna be another werewolf slash wendigo thing..?" she peeks over at the corners of the room when she says that, perhaps waiting to see if any will jump out of the shadows. None does though!

"Trapped? Or did they close early? I dunno! Could be it's closing hour or somethin'!" she waves her hands up and then asks. "Can't you just teleport us out?"

Maybe she's been hanging with Strange too much!

Jinx has posed:
"Harley I don't think teleporters have been invented yet," Jinx says and picks up her boot in one hand, the other tapping her chin thoughtfully as she looks around. "I also don't think it's closing time because where the door was is just a wall."

One of the other patrons walks to the exit and there's a thunk noise as he runs in to it when it doesn't open as expected. He comes back down rubbing his nose, "I guess I'm drunker than I thought. Isn't that the exit?"

A deep throaty roooar fills the room and this time everybody hears it. The bartender pulls a shotgun out from underneath the bar and the guy with red skin starts to simmer all over, his clothes sizzling. "Oooh so that's what his power is," Jinx says with satisfaction.

"Also - that can't be good. Scary roars are never good. Yeah I think this is a werewolf slash wendigo kinda thing," she says and turns to put the das boot down on the table top. Drinking isn't such a great idea right now.

A scimitar slices through the air right where she just was and embeds in to the wall as a figure flickers in to existence holding its handle. A man wearing a mask and hoodie, with one vibrant eye and the other messed up. And weirdly under that mask? what could be enough bumps for two mouths.

Jinx lets out a squeak of surprise and jumps back, "The fuck are you?!"

Harley Quinn has posed:
"What do you mean?!" Harley's eyes go wide. Not about them being locked up. But about teleporters. What the f...?! "Spiral could teleport all around!" she informs Jinx. And wait, is she talking about Spiral, the wanted criminal in various dimensions?!

"I think we need to work on your magic powers.." She tells Jinx with a sagely nod. "I can be a good teacher. I got experience, you know?"

But then the roar comes .... That can't be good. And it's EXACTLY the time to drink. So she downs her beer.

Just when that scimitar slices through. "Ok that doesn't look like a fuckin' werewolf to me..." she squints at the two bumps. "But the weapon of choice seems like an assassin's weapon, so we might be looking at someone aiming to kill us!"

Look at that, being a Sherlock.

Jinx has posed:
Jinx is actually a trained fighter, but she's not trained to fight against whatever the heck Bibba is. The sword looks well and truly embedded in the wall, but it disappears in a puff of blue dots and another one appears in his hand. "Who's Spiral?," she asks only half caring about the answer as her eyes remain on the Bibba before her. He slashes through the air at Jinx.

She dances back and the sword shatters the top of her das boot. "NOO! Not das boot!," she says but her eyes tell a different story. She is genuinely afraid for her life right now. She lifts up her hands and thrusts them at the assassin and a wave of pink bad luck energy washes over him - and through him - he seems completely unaffected by it.

"Bollocks!," she says and dives over the bar top. The bartender points and shoots his shotgun at the intruder. Bibba looks down at his dark clothes and brushes away the buckshot as if they were lint. The assassin throws a sword at the bartender in response and he dives down next to Jinx. The sword disappears in the air and reappears in his hand.

"Okay! You might have a point about magical swords Harley!," Jinx says from behind the bar.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Oh, she's one of my besties. Got four arms.. Wields four scimitars.." Harley doesn't notice that Jinx doesn't seem as interested in Spiral as she is about saving her own life. Some people! "Great with body mods too. And uh, from Mojo world? She's got some major mojo, let me tell ya..." but then the assassin continues swooshing about, apparently unaffected by Jinx's bad luck and that makes her frown.

"Alright buddy..." A beat, "You made a BIG mistake in comin' into a bar to try to kill us because..." and she picks and actual TABLE. "It's bar rules, bitch..."

And she brings the whole table down on Bibba, or whoever the guy is!

Take that!

Jinx has posed:
Jinx calls back to Harley as she rambles on about Spiral, "So what, she works with Austin Powers or something?" She hops back up from behind the bar with a new das boot in time to see Harley whallop the Bibba with a whole table. The reverberations come back through Harley's arms as the table cracks and bends and breaks when it hits him.

"Damn...," she mutters to herself, smashes the empty das boot on the bar top and cuts at his head. Bibba turns back from looking at Harley in time to see Jinx and get his nose sliced clean off. It bounces away on to the floor and Harley can see, without a shadow of a doubt, stitch marks.

Bibba grabs Jinx by the throat and lifts her up off the ground. "Pants!," she says in a strained voice as Bibba summons a new scimitar in his free hand.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Oh shit, it's a zombie!" Harley exclaims at seeing the stitches on that nose down on the ground. "Also, that's nasty..." this about the clean slice Jinx did with the broken glass. But it's said in a sort of proud manner at the kind of slice she did. Specially at the gleeful expression she has on her face. A gleeful expression that disappears when Bibba gets Jinx by the throat.

"You shouldn't had done that..."

Because that's how you get torpedo Harley in action. A torpedo that's running right into Bibba, low balance center, aimed to the torso. Any NFL fan would had been proud! A tackle with all her strength behind it!

Jinx has posed:
Jinx is knocked to the side as Harley tackles Bibba to the ground. There's a puff of blue motes of light as Bibba rises back up like a vampire off the floor holding Harley. He starts to squeeze her impossibly tight.

"That's no zombie..," Jinx says as it dawns on her where she's read about this kind of magic before. She looks at that nose on the ground and says with dread, "That's a frankendjinni."

The man at the bar with red skin stands up, his clothing smoking. "I don't care what he is, he's ruining my quiet drinking time," he approaches the djinn as his hand bursts in to flame and he punches the creature. It doesn't even flinch but it does catch on fire. Bibba turns and head butts the red skinned man and he flops to the ground unconscious.

Jinx looks around for other options and spots a pot plant in the corner. She dashes over it and drags the pot plant to the center of the room and yanks out the decore plant. The soil is real though and she hops in to the pot, digging her toes in. "Now you're fucked, frankenfucker."

Harley Quinn has posed:
It's a triumphant flight all the way to the ground! Victory! Or not ....

"Hey, at least buy me dinnah first...." She rasps as the creature starts to squeeze at her neck real tight. Ouch, that hurts. For all her strength she doesn't have the resistance to match!

And ..., a frakendjinni?! "I preferred zombie...!" she calls out, her feet now off the ground and she struggling to breath. She kicks at the creature a few times but it doesn't seem to do much.

"Hey, a lil help heah...?" she calls out to Jinx.

Jinx has posed:
The burning flesh of the frankendjinni continues to spread, but it's not slowing him down - instead it's putting Harley in more danger of catching on fire too. Bibba's lower mouth smirks while his upper mouth snarks - just indentations under the mask; of course he's missing a nose too now.

"Teleport you say? I can do that.. right? Hasta la vista Bibba," she says and lifts out her hands, concentrates, then claps her hands together and suddenly Bibba bits explode everywhere in the bar. All over everybody.

The room is quiet and the doors have returned, as have the windows. "Oh fuck...," Jinx says as she steps out of the pot. "Yeah nah I was not trying to explode him." No one looks impressed with Jinx. Even though she did just stop the monster and free them from the bar, there isn't a single uncontaminated glass in the house and everyone is covered in bits of frankendjinn.

The guy from accused them of being Friends of Humanity flicks an ear off his hand and says to Jinx flatly, "You suck lady." People start to pile out of the bar.

"Oh come on. Last time we saved a bar people were happy..."

Harley Quinn has posed:
Explosion! Frankendjinni bits all over! Harley getting a full frontal of all that gore!

"That ain't teleportin'...!" That's what she says right after getting blasted, falling to the ground as she gets projected back to the wall. Now it's Harley that's all red and bitty instead of the unconscious dude on the floor!

And while everyone seems upset at Jinx Harley is all smiles. She gets up to her feet. "Oh man, that was great!" she tells her friend, approaching and wrapping one arm around the other woman's shoulders. She taps on the counter.

"Another round for us! Get us a bit moouh of that das boot!"

"So, who's sendin' frankendjinni's aftah you, eh?" A new mystery!

Jinx has posed:
Jinx grimaces a little as bloody dead reanimated djinni bits covering Harley's arm wraps about her. "Yeeesh," she says and stares with wonder at Harley's attempt to get more booze.

The bartender stares as well. "There's a hose out back if you want to wash yerselves down. Bars closed."

Jinx sighs and pats Harley's hand on her shoulder and says, "Yeah may be we should call it for the night. I have a pretty good idea who sent a frankendjinn after me." She doesn't look too happy about it either. The only people she knows who have a big enough axe to grind with her to raise the dead are..

H.I.V.E