「 Becoming A Thief: At The Age Of Seven, Selina Was Taken To The Gotham Orphanage Where She Lived For

「 this muse has been real loud, so let's get this party started! like this post for a short, 1-2 sentence starter. multis, please specify muse. 」

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 . ( a collection of dialogue prompts based on varying types of demands &. requests . adjust phrasing as necessary . this prompt WILL likely be updated in the future . )

don't say a word .

don't leave me here .

meet me at our spot tonight .

follow me and stay close .

don't beg , it's pathetic .

can you ( tie / zip ) this for me ?

stop lying to me . tell me what you did .

put that down , you don't know what it ( is / does ) .

get out of my sight .

stop pretending you know what's going on .

find a first-aid kit . quickly !

don't get yourself killed .

leave them to me , just go .

just admit that you love me .

just admit that you hate me .

come here , let me look at you .

( name ) , don't make me do this .

drop your ( weapon ) .

stay here and wait for my signal .

don't just sit there , move .

take this and run , don't let anyone have it .

pretend you're my ( partner / girlfriend / boyfriend ) .

don't look , you'll give us away .

don't say another word .

stop pretending like you care .

go make sure the coast is clear .

take this with you . it's a good luck charm .

don't tell anyone about this .

if anybody asks about today , lie .

stop looking at me like that .

tell me you love me .

just kiss me , already .

keep your eyes on the road .

stop crying and calm down .

come with me . there's so much we could do .

wear the ( dress / tie / item ) i gave you tonight .

show me how you like to be touched .

hold my hand .

kiss me , make it look real .

look at me . how many fingers am i holding up ?

will you marry me ?

just slow down for a minute . what's going on ?

take a deep breath , you need to calm down .

get out of here , ( name ) !

draw your weapon .

go rest . i'm not asking .

take a step back .

give me a straight answer .

be polite to our guests .

look me in the eye and say that again .

put your feelings aside for a moment .

keep close to me .

here , let me see that .

look up at the sky .

get out of here , i don't want to see you right now .

stand up , this isn't over yet .

close your eyes and count to ten .

smile for the camera !

keep your head down .

( name ) , let me past .

listen carefully to what i'm about to say .

don't just stare , come in .

stop laughing , this isn't funny .

take this and hide it .

don't make a sound .

put your hands up .

quit causing problems everywhere you go .

just admit that you don't know what you're doing .

stop right there , i mean it .

don't say that name aloud .

just trust me , okay ?

stop acting so childish .

call the police . now .

tell me you love me , even if it's not real .

take a good hard look .

stop the car , ( name ) .

don't make eye contact .

stay out of trouble .

just do it already , we've waited long enough .

hold me tight , and never let me go .

finish what you started .

tell me what you know .

just stay away from me .

turn around . slowly .

don't be scared .

put it down before somebody gets hurt .

stop pretending , i'm tired of the pretending .

grab me my ( item ) , will you ?

don't make assumptions .

put this over it to stop the bleeding .

get to safety !

wipe that look off your face .

secure the area .

keep an eye on them .

look at yourself in the mirror .

run . run and don't stop .

eat . you haven't touched your food in days .

a comprehensive list of scenarios

@safestkittykatintown said: BREAK-IN :  for one muse to discover the other robbing their place

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Blüdhaven might be Selina's new home, but the cat burglar was far too restless to stay solely within the confines of the city. Visiting other places came with the added benefit of keeping the heat off of her when she was working new scores. She chose her marks carefully, opting for those so wealthy they'd barely miss any items stolen. It was while she was in Virginia, driving between various small towns, that her eyes fell on a particular brunette. What Selina noticed first was the woman's wardrobe. Her stiletto heels would have cost a month's worth of work at the Iceberg Lounge, not to mention the rest of the outfit. She carried herself with the confidence that only rich people did. She would be perfect, Selina thought to herself.

After doing a little reconnaissance to find the brunette's home and establish a pattern for a schedule, Selina chose the night to enact her plan. Getting in was easy. The woman didn't even have a security alarm to disconnect. After doing a sweep of the place to ensure that she was alone, the thief then slinked her way to the bedroom where she searched for the jewelry. She stashed what she could grab in her backpack before her eyes spotted a blue cameo necklace that looked very old. Selina picked it up, letting it dangle in a ray of light from the street lamps outside, her brown eyes studying it with wonder.

Then the light was blocked as though a shadow moved over the window. Selina's attention snapped up to the balcony window where she saw the brunette standing. It was impossible! She had double checked to make sure she was alone in the house and she didn't hear anyone enter. Yet there her mark was, watching as she pawed her way through the jewels. Slowly, Selina straightened, keeping her features under the woolen cowl casual. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I was just leaving."

𝕀'𝕞 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥. 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕠𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖. 𝕀'𝕞 𝕒 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕣 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟. 𝕃𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥.

mutuals only indie rp account 𝙎𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚 / 𝗖𝗮𝘁𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 of Matt Reeve's 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙖𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙎𝙖𝙜𝙖 stolen by 𝙅𝙏 ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ CARRD

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Return it. Of course, like that would happen, Selina thought to herself. Gotham's self-proclaimed protector clearly knew nothing about her mark. The dirtbag who's vault she raided deserved a lot more than theft. There was no way that Selina was just going to put the priceless jewels back after she went through the painstaking process of liberating them to a more worthy owner.

No sooner had she landed a blow than her own back was slammed against the wall. She stopped fighting and looked up at at the familiar, black leather mask through long lashes that poked out from her cowl, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. "And here I thought we were just beginning to have a little fun." Head tilted to the side and she pushed herself up on her tip toes, bringing her face closer to his. "Come on, Vengeance," Selina pleaded with a mischievous look in her eyes. "You and I both know you've got bigger fish to fry than a little ol' pussycat."

Anger built in Bruce's chest- it was comfortable, like an old friend he was familiar with. Selina had gone back to crime, not that he should have had any expectations for her but maybe for a moment he had allowed himself to think she had changed.

His opponent didn't stay down long- honestly, he hadn't expected her to stay down but it was a little disappointing that she wanted to keep this up. His hand shot forward when something yanked on the cable, and he stumbled for a moment before tightening his grip.

"We don't have to do this Selina."

Though quiet, his voice rang through the empty garage as he stepped forward, "Return what you've stolen and we can talk." Taking another step forward- the heavy boots he wore giving away his position the further he walked inside, the vigilante's eyes narrowed as pain radiated through his cheek and his head whipped to the side.

She'd caught him off guard.

The idea irritated him, and without a word, he reached out to grab her by the wrist that had just hit him and used the momentum of the move to spin her around and pin her up against the wall.

"Enough Selina. It's over."

➺ starter for @frcshkills / sofia

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ In knowing who her true father was, Selina was well aware of the half brother and half sister she had. They were part of a different world, though, and she never thought twice about reaching out to them. Not until the news report that alerted the world to the downfall of the Falcone family. In her studio apartment in Blüdhaven, Selina found that she couldn't stop smiling as she absorbed every sordid detail that could be released. If there was one thing she knew about the media, though, it was that one had to read between the lines if they wanted the truth. When Sofia (now known as a Gigante, which is a detail that Selina would never overlook) was arrested... again... she knew that there was more to the story than meets the eye. She still didn't know how to feel about her estranged half sister, especially since the world had dubbed her The Hangman. What monster could kill women like that? Yet Selina had her doubts. Just enough to pique her curiosity and reach out.

It was ten days after she sent the letter to Sofia that she decided to make her return to Gotham. The trip was happening far sooner than the cat burglar liked, but if it meant finding a new ally.... perhaps a new family... she knew she couldn't resist. Her black, patent leather high heel tapped impatiently against the concrete floor as she sat in the metal chair, legs crossed, facing the dirty window that separated her side of the room from the inmates. Selina wore a short, blonde wig, and a coat made of faux tiger fur. She clearly wasn't trying to look discreet.

When the sound of a door opened, brown eyes snapped up to that partition, seeing a guard lead Sofia in. This was it, she thought to herself. The moment of truth. Ignoring her rapidly beating heart, Selina looked the picture of calm as she raised one hand and wiggled her long nailed fingers by way of a greeting.

𝕀'𝕞 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥. 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕠𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖. 𝕀'𝕞 𝕒 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕣 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟. 𝕃𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥.

mutuals only indie rp account 𝙎𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚 / 𝗖𝗮𝘁𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 of Matt Reeve's 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙖𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙎𝙖𝙜𝙖 stolen by 𝙅𝙏 ꪆ ⋆⁺₊CARRD

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ He didn't push her hand away, nor step out of her reach. Selina took that as encouragement, letting her own body practically melt against his. She had to tip her head nearly all the way back to still look at him. "I know you better than you think, Vengeance," she practically purred, pouring it on thick. Men were usually easy for her to manipulate, but she found that she could never quite guess what he was thinking. It was as if the leather armor were a steel wall, keeping her out.

Then she surprised herself by giving him the truth. "Documents. Files about my... sister." Sure, there were a couple of other shiny, expensive baubles thrown in the bag. Selina couldn't help herself. But the majority of her haul was folders full of different papers relating to the Hangman and the death of Sofia's mother.

Bruce could tell she was disappointed, though he couldn't for the life of him figure out why. "And you don't know anything about me." His eyes were unreadable, but he was studying her- trying to figure out what she might be thinking. The vigilante was usually good at reading people, but Selina had always been a little harder to read.

"What's in the bag that you need so badly?" Six months ago he probably wouldn't have heard her out- and he still didn't approve of her methods but if there was something else going on in his city well... He needed to know. Ever since Sofia Falcone had come back he had been on edge; even with her changing her name and being sent back to Arkham it felt like something was shifting... and he didn't like it

"I need answers. Now."

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊  A plan was forming nicely in Selina's mind until an unknown voice distracted her. Turning, brown eyes narrowed at Gotham's celebrity heir, Bruce Wayne. She didn't have to babysit drunk billionaires looking to score, but she also couldn't afford to piss him off and be thrown out of the party. After all, she'd snuck in and needed to keep a low profile. Turning away from him as though she were bored already, Selina made sure her target was still in sight.

"Sure. Just got in Monday," she answered, giving Bruce a half lie. She did just return to Gotham that day, but she figured there was no reason to divulge the fact that Gotham was her original home. Returning her gaze to the man beside her, she gave her blonde wig a little shake to rid her eyes of the hair. "Do you always keep tabs on everyone in Gotham? Sounds tedious, Mr. Wayne." The corners of her mouth twitched in a teasing smirk.

The flood relief benefit offered two main advantages- one it would allow Bruce to use his other name to good use, helping citizens finally reclaim the parts of their city, and two it would allow him to closer monitor the ongoing crime wave. No matter how hard he fought he couldn't seem to put a dent in it, but getting them all together?

Bruce was confident he could at least get something.. find something.

The last person he had expected to run into was Selina; though he supposed he should have seen it coming, the other woman always had a way of surprising him. Clearing his throat he took a step forward, falling into the mask of the playboy. "I don't recognize you." he lied, waving down a waiter and grabbing a drink. "New in town?" he asked, careful to keep his voice light and his gaze soft.

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Selina wasn't a world traveler, but she knew that there was nothing like the sight of Gotham at night. Imposing gothic architecture mixed with the cyber noir flair of neon lights set the city apart from any other in the world. Surfaces slick with rain provided reflections of the lights from every angle. If she could take her heart out of the equation, Selina could admit that the there was beauty between the cracks and shadows. Unfortunately for her, though, she always led with her heart, letting her emotions rule her actions. When it came to Gotham City, those emotions were less than positive. Sadness, anger, abandonment, resentment just to name a few.

Blüdhaven might be a short drive away, but it was the escape she needed to clear her head. The ability to live her life without any reminders of her scumbag of a dad, and the time to properly mourn Annika were invaluable assets that she wouldn't have been afforded in Gotham. There was a sense of normalcy that her life had been lacking.... until she turned on the news one evening and saw the reports of the Falcone estate up in flames and Sofia Gigante taken into custody. Again.

Selina had no plans to connect with her half sister, but even she had to applaud the "gas leak" that wiped out the Falcones. Able to read between the lines, she knew that Sofia had more to do with it than was reported. Though she had tried to wash her hands of her past, too many thoughts kept niggling at the cat burglar's mind. Annika was strangled... just like her mom was... just like she nearly was. There were too many coincidences between the murders they say "the hangman" committed verses what her father actually did. Unable to suppress her curiosity any longer, Selina packed a bag and took the two hour drive back to the source of her inner turmoil: Gotham City.

Seeking answers, she was able to break into the Commissioner's office that night to search for any documents on The Hangman's murders. With her backpack full of any hardcopy files she could find, Selina sat down at the computer to start working on getting into the local server. That should have everything on the cases that she'd need. Computer hacking wasn't exactly her forte, but she wasn't entirely helpless. As sharp nailed fingers flew over the keyboard, she suddenly froze when a shadow fell over the screen. The scent of leather hit her before any other clue, causing a small, wry smirk to play at her lips.

Turning in her chair, her eyes fell upon the unmistakeable form of the Batman. She kicked her feet up on the desk, looking entirely at home as she regarded him, listening to his version of a greeting. "I could say the same about you, baby," she practically purred. "Don't worry, I won't be long. Mama's just gotta finish up some work." She returned her attention of the computer, fighting to stifle any erroneous feelings that the sight of him stirred up.

@felin3fatal3 ♡'d for a penguin one liner.

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