feferi peixes ♓ (CC:)
06 July 2012 @ 12:11 am
[ Hello New Moore! Have you missed this face? This face missed you a whole glubbing lot! Though, if you will notice, there's a slight difference. That difference being a smooth, shiny layer of glass.

Feferi has a fishbowl over her head. How did she get it on there? It's a mystery.
]

Ahem! In an attempt to escape that HUGE GLUBBING WAVE of absurd human eelness rolling in--a successful attempt, I might add!--I think I might have gotten in over my gills, here...

[ She flexes her fins bashfully and they scrape the curved sides of the bowl. ]

Ehehe, um. Which is to say, I was pretty sharked when BAM, this thing got stuck! Everything I have tried has been pretty flipping useless so far. Anybody got any brilliant ideas?

[ Don't suggest butter. 38| ]
 
 
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Who: Garrus + anyone else
When: Friday evening
Where: Outside a Starbox
What: Another victim of the mysterious string of deaths
Warnings: Crime scene. Dead NPC

It's a surreal sort of irony for a cop car to be a crime scene. Anyone passing by might have thought the officer inside had merely closed his eyes for a moment to rest and wait for his partner to return. Slumped in his seat, Officer Jakob Harlem is far from sleeping. He's very much deceased. There are no signs of a struggle, no tampering with the car. The only apparent piece of the crime scene 'out of place', beyond the missing ticket ledger.

Garrus, the officer who called in the death, is still on the scene, but Harlem's partner had been sent home on forced leave to deal with the trauma of his Partner's death.

[OOC Recap, the story so far: Jenny makes a statement about the three mysterious deaths; The fourth victim dies in Juanes, A fifth victim falls dead in the New Brew coffee shop.]
 
 
Garrus Vakarian
06 July 2012 @ 12:47 am
[ While monitoring the radio for the NMPD, one of the officers hadn't responded for a while. After checking who was the closest and finding it was himself, Garrus had gone to check it out.

And came upon a rather unfortunate discovery.

Jakob Harlem, the officer in question, was slumped dead in his patrol car. He had apparently died when his partner had left to go get them coffee.

So Garrus' voice appears over the network, tone serious. ]


Officer Vakarian requesting more officers and medical, near the coffee shop. Officer down in patrol car, assistance needed.
 
 
 
Gamzee Makara
06 July 2012 @ 08:21 pm
[The brief wander off to the roof in the middle of his evals aside, they let him out of the culling pen pretty fucking quick. They hesitated a little, though. He reckons what probably up and got the creeps on all the nursecutives that agreed he was down to fucking disco was, probably, how motherfucking unfazed he was about the whole reality tittyfuck smorgasbord.

Shit, this creeper didn't even look surprised.

Only now he has nowhere to fucking go, and nowhere to be, so he's back on the rooftop again, some gear in the back of his skull clicking relentlessly towards the idea of maybe locating Strider. At odds, gears tangled, is the urge to find someone else.]



sUp mOtHeRfUcKeRs :o)
 
 
carcinoGeneticist
HEY, GAMZEE
WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU
I KNOW YOU CAN READ THIS
SO DON'T FUCKING PRETEND YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THIS SHITTY NETWORK YET AND ANSWER ME.
 
 
REINO DE ESPAÑA ● Antonio Fernández Carriedo
06 July 2012 @ 11:05 pm
 
I-Is it just me, or are a lot of people dying???
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In libris veritas, in veritate monstra
06 July 2012 @ 11:22 pm
 
I am looking for some locations that I could use a bit of friendly assistance with. Or unfriendly assistance. Under the circumstances I am really not so picky a man. I merely need a bit of, shall we say, guidance. As I am sure any who have gone through a similar meeting with these fine medical professionals would empathize with.

In order of importance from most, to least.

Scotch
Sleep
Sex
Ace Wrap

As an addendum:
Money or other variety of exchange
Employment