16031/Death Valley Vacation Part 3 - Death Arena 2023

Death Valley Vacation Part 3 - Death Arena 2023
Date of Scene:	07 October 2023
Location:	Death Valley, California, USA
Synopsis:	Jinx and Harley put an end to the Death Valley Destruction Derby of Crime with their special brand of non-killing violence. It's all part of rehabilitation.. right?
Cast of Characters:	Jinx, Harley Quinn

---

Jinx has posed:
[ https://youtu.be/qIOaU7Sm-ZE - High - Sir Sly ]

$100,000,000 - it's a heck of a lure. Whoever is behind the Death Arena knows that. Five teams (now Four + Harley and Jinx) face off in a battle to the death. The team left standing wins the cash prize. The people behind it get to enjoy a spectacle like no other.

Consensual murder is still murder though.

With their newly modified Dodge Charger, Harley and Jinx race toward the arena - but so do the other four remaining teams. The haze of their battle cars kicking up dust in the distance of the flat lifeless desert plain. Death Valley, a perfectly unique location for cars to ruin for this auspicious event.

Harley is behind the wheel and right now Jinx is using binoculars to try and see their foes better. For the bounty hunting duo there is no $100 million dollar reward. Only the bounties they collect for Inyo County. Of which there will surely be a great many. A different set of dollar signs are in their eyes.

In the back seat where all the ammo is packed in is one Gerti the Turkey. Their stalwart companion on this journey which was meant to be a peaceful vacation. But when has Jinx ever had that. It was worth a shot but somehow this is better - even if motivations are slightly on the vengeful side.

One of those four teams out there blew up Harley's beloved Jaguar. Which also means they blew up Jinx's beloved Ayahuasca. There's a score to settle with the Mad Max team. The other three teams: The Village People, a team comprised of stereotypes from the 1978 hit song YMCA. The Pulp Fiction team, inspired by characters from Pulp Fiction the movie. And finally, the Villains team, inspired by known villains and supervillains from around the world.

It is, unsurprising, that the Death Arena had become something of a cult legend amongst criminals with a penchant for fast cars and faster guns. After all, not everybody dies. Some get to live to tell the tale of their defeat - or victory.

Harley Quinn has posed:
The Charger roars through the desert as Harley puts pedal to the metal, the rpm through the roof, a miracle that their engine hasn't blown up yet but Harley trusts the modifications they did to the car, along with a lil magic out of Jinx to keep things up and running. They do have vengeance to enact after all!

"So ..., did ya evah told me what an Ayahuasca was?" Harley asks, for perhaps the hundred time this trip. So forgetful! But maybe she just can't put her mind to it. Windows are rolled down and she's driving with an elbow up on the side, a pair of large goggles they found on that encampment over her eyes, pigtails flying in the wind!

A glance over her shoulder at Gerti, "Gerti! Keep that ammo rolling when we get into a rumble!" whoever brings a turkey to a deathmatch derby royale anyway?!

They Bounty Babes do, that's who.

Jinx has posed:
"It's a South American psychoactive brew. Way cool. Best trips ever. Used in their traditional medicine and spiritual ceremonies," Jinx explains as they chew up salt flat. She lowers the binoculars as a big rig starts to edge closer to them. The five pointed star of vehicles has begun to converge.

As the big rig comes up along side them Jinx unbuckles and stands up. Sunroof - it didn't have one before the Bounty Babes got to it. A large roller door on the side of the big rig opens and sitting inside it is a large man on a seated minigun.

"Harley!" Jinx warns as she pushes out her hands forming a shield of pink magic. A stream of bullets begins to pelt it and she can feel the intense kinetic energy of the assault battering her magical abilities. "HARLEY!" she yells over the top of the very loud gun.

They have made first contact with the Pulp Fiction crew - a sign above the minigun says 'HAND CANNON'. That black Vincent suit the guy is wearing really looks far too hot for the desert though. As if that wasn't enough, a guy in a gimp suit jumps off the top of the big rig and on to the charger. He's got a suitcase as his weapon.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Oh shit, drugs?!" Harley's eyes go wide within those goggles that are way too large for her slim face, "I am supposed ta be yoh sponsoh, we can't go in a drug trip! Gerti, tell her..." Gerti just bakawks or whatever it is that turkeys do. Maybe gurgle. "I hope this is a lesson to ya, no moouh drugs!" she is still sorta talking with Jinx when that big rig comes over. Distractions! But she wakes up pretty fast when the bullets start flyin'.

"Oh shit, wheah did that GIANT RIG OF DOOM come from?!" she asks in surprise, the Charger jeering left and right as bullets pepper the shield.

"Oh my god! You do a great Vincent and ....!" she pauses when Vincent just betrays her and pulls out a gun. Some people ... She hits the brakes and steers the wheel, sending the car to a controlled spin to get out of the way of the bullets, finding a blind side on the large truck and finally spotting the guy on the gimp suit that jumped over..

"Not on my watch ya don't..." she slides that clownette body out of the window of the car, holding a sawed-off shotgun in one hand, "Hands off the merchandise..."

BAM. But they have their weapons loaded with rock salt so it's not like he will DIE if he's hit.

Jinx has posed:
A brief reprieve from the minigun as another car whips past them. One of the mad maxers with spikes all over the chassis. They're yelling at the tops of their lungs and clearly having a blast. Jinx is starting to get in to the mood of the moment. The adrenaline is pumping.

"Yeah. You shpeel big brothers bullshit about drugs Harley. I'm disappointed! don't fall for the propaganda used to oppress cultures other than my ancestral white bullshit yeah." Colonisers. She's talking about the British Empire and its legacy.

She hops up out of her seat as they start to round on the big rig again and she draws her hands apart like a bow. Pink energy crackles between them and forms an arrow. Oh yeah, Jinx figured out how to make weapons.

She waits until the opening of the big rig reveals the man with the mini gun once more and then lets loose. A bolt of pink lightning whips across and hits him. It also electrifies the whole inside and the guy slumps, then starts to dangle out the opening. "Pants!"

At risk of falling under the tyres, Jinx isn't about to let one of their bounties get squashed. She braces herself, then leaps across in to the big rig and grabs at the straps, with groans, starts trying to yank the guy back up inside the truck.

The guy with the baseball bat behind her gets a nice shot in across her back. She feels the wind knock out of her and almost falls off herself. The unconscious gunner slips ever closer to oblivion. "Really," she groans and flips around on her back. "I'm trying to save a life here."

"Sister," he replies, "It's a /Death/ Arena, not a /Life/ Arena." He slams the baseball bat down again at her but she rolls out of the way. With a flick of her hand he feels the wind knock his feet out from under him. She rises back up and stomp kicks his head against the floor. "And stay down!"

Back to hauling the unconscious guy up from near-death in to the big rig. She flops back and wipes her brow. "Damn. Saving lives is hard work."

Harley Quinn has posed:
If there's one thing that being a gimp suit guy is good for is the stamina. Imagine having to wear one of those in the desert! So it's without much of a surprise that the guy is shot with the rock salt and tumbles down onto the desert sands to then be up a few moments after. "Hey, don't go anywheah! We will come back for ya!" That's Harley, screaming out of the window of the car back at gimp guy. Not that gimp guy seems to have many other options than wait ...

Back to the present Harley points up at the mad max car! "Hey, that's one of the guys that blew up the Jaguar!" she points, "Get a move on with that guy, Dixy D!" she pushes a button and the back of the car opens up. A custom compartment they devised to store their marks in. Bulletproof too so they should be safe. Unless the car explodes.

"Quick, jump back in!" Once Jinx moves back into their car she will step on it after the Mad Maxers.

Jinx has posed:
Jinx jumps back across because the Mad Max crew are their numero uno target. "Let's get these toss wits!" Jinx is riled up now. She can smell the blood in the water and no one out here packs the kind of punch Harley and Jinx do. These are regular criminals trying to make it big.

She opens up her door and lets her feet brush over the soil, "Reloading..." She says in dark ominous tones as she has her eyes fixed on their prey. She takes Harley's shot gun and puts new rock salt cartridges in to it. "Reloaded!," Jinx called out over the loud sounds of the muscle car engine. The shotgun is tossed over to Harley. "Faster Harls! - I'm recharging..."

She smirks as she lifts up her hand, pink energy dancing over her finger tips. She points it at the ground and the earth below erupts ahead of them exploding underneath the mad max car and sending it teetering off on to two wheels.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"That's it!" Panic! This ain't lookin' good! Danger, racing for their lives. And Harley is loving every second of it. The shotgun is caught deftly with one hand and she smoothly slides out of the driver's seat to half-hang out the window. "Next time I will have Ivy lend us Frank so you can rest your feet in his earth or somethin'!", then she calls out to the guys ahead, "Oi, dumb fucks, remembah us?"


She steps on it as Jinx does her recharge and reload. Multitasking! And once they are close to the car and sand erupts to send it veering off she grins.

"Seems like you boys need a hand..." And by hand what she means is another shot from the shotgun, bursting through the front glass and hitting the driver. She's taking no prisoners today! Well, she is because it's rock salt but you know!

Jinx has posed:
"It's fun to slay with the Y.M.C.A., It's fun to slay with the Y.M.C.A..." is the singing coming from a humvee charging in at them. Jinx was too busy focused on Mad Max and delighting at the shot that takes out their driver. The car comes to a slide slidding halt on its side.

But the Village People group smashes straight in to the charger - the front of their car a big metal blow. It knocks the charger for a spin and kicks up the sand and dirt enough to obscure the field. The sounds of engines revving and guns firing and missiles firing can be heard through the blindness.

The giant big rig of the Pulp Fiction team comes tumbling out toward them and Jinx throws up her hands. She's not great at telekinesis but it's enough to help nudge the giant vehicle in its aerial tumble over their vehicle and off the other side back in to the fog of war.

"Something tells me the Villains team ain't takin' no prisners." Jinx does her best attempt at a Harley accept. It's dreadful. Two teams down, two to go.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Thank the Gods for all the armor they stuck on the Dodge Charger that makes it so that direct smash on it doesn't outright destroy it. Sure, there's a dent but most they get is to go into a spin, throwing enough sand up in the air that it obscures everything. Including the Village People eager to shoot them down! As for Harley? She "Wheeeeees" as they go around in a spin, "I am nevah buyin' anotha of theah albums again!" she says with a big, wide smile on her face as they tumble and shumble inside the Charger.

Maybe they should had invested on some cushioned seats for the car. But they were on limited time!

"Urgh, my ass feels it's just gone through some daddy spanky.." She complains, delivering way Too Much Information. "Okay, Dixy D. Time to go full Roman Chariot on these fucks." and by that she means popping a couple of buttons that makes a pair of nasty buzzcutters to slide out from each side of their car. And then she steps on it. Time to put those Village People in their place.

Or in this case, in pieces. Their car of course! Not the people. The Bounty Babes always keep it PG-13.

Jinx has posed:
Did Jinx close the door properly after 'recharging' ? No, no she did not. As Harley calls for Roman Chariot time, Jinx has meanwhile gone tumbling over the sand. Somewhere out there is the charger. Also the Village People. And the Villains. The sounds seem to have no direction of engines revving and weapons firing.

Through the dust steps Harley Quinn - except in her old outfit she used to wear as the side kick of the Joker. She's also carrying an oversized mallet. It takes Jinx a moment to realise this isn't Harley at all but some person who has dressed up as her.

"Eee ya goin' to learn' thing or two eeeee."

Jinx blinks a few times before wiping the dust from her face as she stares at this imposter. "Was that meant to sound like Harls? 'cause it doesn't. Not even a little." She thumbs in to the confused cloak of war, "She's just over there about to do something crazy. I'd run if I were you."

"That's muh loin darlin'" The false Harley of the Villains team, a team who have all dressed up as classic villains that they idolise, charges at Jinx.

The hammer swings through the air and passes right through an illusion of Jinx. Her visage shimmering away. She folds her arms on the other side of the false Harley, "Look I can tell you've put a lot of effort in to your costume. It's cool. Really it is. But you're dealing with an actual sorceress here and the -actual- Harley Quinn. Just quit while you're ahead."

The false Harley twirls around and charges with the mallet again, "Tricksy eh! Quinzel got an answer for that. More mallet!"

Jinx rolls her eyes, "oooh kay. Time for you to go sleepy sleepies. Idiot.." She lifts up her hands and then claps them together. The false Harley stumbles forward as they freeze up unable to move. Face first head plant in to the sand. They'll be fine.. probably.

Harley Quinn has posed:
It's perhaps a good thing that the real Harley Quinn doesn't get to see this misery of a copycat trying to impersonate the ONE AND ONLY. She might had just ran her over. Or take her to dinner. One of the two.

So instead she is tasked with dealing with the Village People. Music is heard coming through the sandstorm they find themselves in after all the cars moving here and there.

Music that is then slashed with screams. Then a laugh that Jinx could recognize anywhere. Then more screams.

Metal on metal, the sound of grinding, an explosion. More screams. This time closer. The music stops abruptly as a wheel comes flying through the air and plops close to where Jinx is, slashed to ribbons.

"H--he-help!" One of the Village People crew comes running out into sight, coughing and looking worse for wear, "She's crazy!", which heralds the arrival of the Dodge Charger, blades still spinning. Harley whistles from the inside. "Hey, Village Boy." she nudges her chin towards the back. "Get in the trunk. NOW!"

"Yo, Dixy D. You ok?"

Jinx has posed:
Jinx tilts her head and listens to the carnage echoing through the fog. A small smirks grows in to a full smile hearing Harley's laugh of joy. This isn't the vacation they had intended but it's not a bad consolation prize. She peers at the man dressed as a cop running toward her begging for help.

"You're barking up the wrong tree muh'guy. She and I are a team." He stutter steps to a stop at this revelation from Jinx. But which way to run? ... THAT way. He starts running but Jinx senses something off in that direction.

She twirls her hands through the air and the wind whips up pushing the dust away revealing the rest of the Villains and their small army of cars. Missiles streaming through the air toward the remainders of the Village People and team Bounty Babes.

She pushes her hands forward and projects a shield toward their foe. The missiles hit it and flames fill the air whipping around the sides of the shield. "Fuuuck me. That's hot. Harls? I'm good. You?"

Harley Quinn has posed:
The missiles fly through the air and while the shield does a great job of protecting those sent at Jinx it doesn't fully protect the rest. Like the Charger! Not that it exploded but one hit the ground not far from where Harley was.

"I am fine! Pttbbhhttt, so much sand.." she complains with a frown. "The Charger is okay!" even if half of their weapons just went kaput.

Oh, and Harley's hair is on fire right now.

Jinx has posed:
Jinx's eyes widen, "Harley! Your hair!" It's on fire. That's not normal. It looks bad-ass but it's not normal. "Eh." She turns back to look at the multiple vehicle crew, the Villains. There's a Reverse Flash, there's a Bane, there's even a Green Goblin. He doesn't have a flying thing though.

"Actually.. ya know what." She shuts her eyes and her magic flares around her. As the Villains crew start to drive wildly toward them Jinx meditates. She listens to the engines, to the sounds of the pistons and those little explosions powering the engines.

She snaps her fingers.

And every flame goes out. All the engines shut off at once. Also Harley's burning head goes out. The muscle cars come to a rolling sad stop. "What the hell?!" calls out fake Bane.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Hands go up immediately when Harley is told her hair is on fire. "Holy shit! Awesome!", a beat, "Also ouch, it's hot!" she taptaps on the ends of her pigtails which are the ones actually on fire.

All until Jinx is a party pooper and just makes it all die off. Including the cars! The Charger's engine dies off, "Oi! We are dead in the water!" she warns Jinx, jumping out of the car, along with her trusty baseball bat.

"Time to go old school on these fucks and ---" She spots the hammer the false Harley left on the ground. "Oooooh, who left this marvellous hammer ovah heah??!" she runs over to pick it up.

Jinx has posed:
Jinx holds the magic as two of the Villains team move to their machine guns. They pull the trigger but none of the bullets fire - the firing hammer hitting the gun powder refuses to ignite. She gives them an intense stare as she keeps concentrating.

"Old school - sounds like fun to me." She grins lopsidedly and watches the Villains pull out baseball bats, chains, and a katana as their weapons of choice. "One team away from the biggest bounty score of our lives."

She lifts up a hand toward Bane with the katana and then swats the air. A burst of wind knocks him off his feet and in to the side of his car. "Yeah I'm still not going to play fair with these mooks."

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Hey! You can't call 'em mooks! You gonna hurt theah feelings, that's Bane ovah theah!" Harley tells Jinx in a stern manner. Wait, does she think these guys are the real deal? Who knows...

Anyway...

"Oi, Two-Face! Gonna make you a Three-Face once I am done with your face!" She calls out to the villain disguised as Two-Face. So much for not treating them as mooks eh? The Villains team charges in and Harley does what she does best which is swinging to the stars. And in this case she swings Two-Face's head and sends him flying off to land on the sand with a *THUD*.

"Nevah liked you anyway."

Someone get the Bounty Babes music playing because it's time to go to town on these guys.

Jinx has posed:
Jinx thumps the Bane against the car a few more times until he slumps to the ground. "Yeah.. I mean, the thing is these guys are just chumps and I'm a legit ex-supervillain here.. and you're fekkin' Harley Quinn. This ain't a fair fight."

She smirks and watches the Reverse Flash running at her like he's in a terrible Flash movie where someone catches babies in a microwave. And green Goblin, well, without the flying thingy he's just some silly guy in a silly costume after all.

"Fine. Let's give 'em a bit of a show then." She snaps her fingers and a dozen Jinx's appear scattered around the duo of poorly thought out villains. Reverse Flash and Goblin start throwing punches at mirages that fade away. They all laugh at the same time though as Jinx takes a bit of delight in messing with them.

"Okay. Enough play." The remaining Jinx's all merge back in to one whose hands crackle with electricity. She says, "PCHAOW!" as she points a hand at each of them and shocks them both at the same time. They twitch a moment before dropping to the ground.

Jinx turns around a few times. No one else is making a peep. "Is that all of 'em Harls?"

Harley Quinn has posed:
"You know ..." Harley gets pensive now as she dodges out of the way of a villain dressed as Rhino, "You evah thought on why it's called SUPERvillain? I mean, one would expect something that wouldn't make such a close connection to SUPERman. Which is a big damn hero.." she rolls out of the way as Rhino does another passage and hits his 'horn' on the Charger with a *CLANK*. "I mean, I would expect somethin' sorta less heroic, like ultravillain or....---" she spots the dent faux-Rhino did on the Charger.

"Oi! No messin' with the Charger!" *BONK* Another hammer to the head to send him sleeping. It's clear Harley is very effective with a hammer!

A look back at Jinx, "Did ya just say PCHAOW?" a look of doubt on her expression, "We need to work on those.." then a look around.

"Think we got 'em all." Hammer is hefted over her shoulder. "All in a honest's day work!" she grins approvingly.

Jinx has posed:
Jinx snap points at Harley's hammer. "It's broken. The shaft is cracking." She smirks and then looks around at all the crashed and mangled vehicles and the various criminals that have been laid out by the pair of them. "You know, in all the years I was in the Five we never took out this many people in one fight."

She dusts her hands, "And like, no one tries to stop us because we're doin' the hero work. I could get used to this." She grins and winks at Harley, "Don't hurt that we're makin' some serious moola off of this too."

She walks over to Harley and tosses an arm over her shoulder, "What's wrong with Pchaow? it's a classic. The classics never go out of fashion Harls."

Harley Quinn has posed:
There's a quick look at the hammer and a sigh as it's broken, "They don't make 'em like they used to. It's not like I was even abusing the shaft but then they start screamin' HARLEY HARLEY THAT REALLY HURTS and then puff. I break 'em." wait, what is she talking about? She just shrugs and then tosses the hammer away carelessly which hits the gimp suit guy they had dealt with earlier in the race who was trying to sneak up on them. Not that Harley even notices it.

Instead she is grinning wide at Jinx, "We gonna get a great haul out of these guys, and we also got the Bounty Babes Mobile..." she looks thoughtful. "Should we call it the Babesmobile? Too much on the nose with the Bats car?" maybe that's the whole idea!

Arm goes around her shoulder and her own arm goes over Jinx's waist, "Time to go home?"

Jinx has posed:
Jinx nods her head, "Yeah. Let's get the hell outta here."

[ CHVRCHES - Get Out - https://youtu.be/LHUKKrcXfJs ]

-- At the Inyo County Sheriff's Office. The place wasn't designed to hold three dozen people in cuffs. The deputies are sitting at cramped desks trying to input the paperwork in to their computers. The proud bounty hunters standing triumphant at the doors while the sheriff glares at them.

-- At the Inyo County Court House. The proud bounty hunters watch with wide excited eyes as the clerk keeps inputting bounty capture slips and the payout amount keeps getting higher and higher and higher.

-- Driving the charger down the highway, a piece of its armor falls off and bounces off to the side of the road safely. Jinx with her feet up on the dash board and Harley driving her new muscle car. A small town on the way to Las Vegas, the duo see none other than Bruce Campbell wearing a very cool jacket.

"Damn.. that's a really cool jacket." Jinx remarks as they slow down to admire Bruce and his Jacket.

He turns around to show it off and finger guns the pair, "You know it babes." Then tugs on the lapels and runs a hand through his hair, "It's good to be the king."

To be continued...