Who: Ivy and Open. Where: Gotham City. When: Midday. About a week after the lightening storm. What: Seeking revenge. Rating: TBD. Poison Ivy had been lying low for the past couple of months- after taking a terrible beat down by Bats and only just managing to escape she'd decided to go underground- work silently but still be a villain. That was until last week when those lightening storms had devastated her home. One had crashed straight through the roof of her Mental Asylum turned gigantic green house and it had friend all of her babies. Anyone who knew anything about her knew that if you injured one of her babies you injured her. So to have a whole 9 storey Green house fried... she'd fallen unconscious after the first one hundred hot stabbing knives stuck into her. The pain had been horrendous and she'd woken up on the floor covered in her babies ashes a whole week later.
The pain may have rendered her immobile for a week, but now... Now it had made her abso-fucking-lutely pissed off. She stormed out of the cemetery of her babies and began to devastated Gotham as someone had dared to do so to her home. Her vines wrapped around the rail system and ripped it from its columns- she caused two trains to derail and she hoped many deaths.
Her next attack was for the skyscrapers that blocked the sun and prevented plant growth, for these she attacked their very foundations. Causing them to topple like dominoes- she smirked from newly erected hammock on the main street of Gotham as people ran through the streets screaming for help and that Poison Ivy was going to kill them- they had no idea.
Her spores manifested a deeply in ground desire to seek, destroy and kill- or at least maim in all who were infected by it- so her little zombies were running down the streets terrorising the not-so-innocent civilians of Gotham. All with one quest, find who did this to her and torture them for the rest of their measly lives.
She was happy to have front row seats and watch as her plants took over the business centre and even the malls of Gotham; as her spores infected the idiots of Gotham and devastation rained supreme. Whoever had done her such an injustice would pay- they truly would. She turned her head to the side and looked at what her vines had brought to her from the rooftops- “Well, Well what do we have here?” She purred, a smirk gracing her pale green lips.