53rd Inning
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freakinblur[Phone call, filtered from drones:]
So I heard about that whole Grady body business at tha pool. I dunno how much stock I take in anythin' this town does, but it does seem kinda suspicious. I mean, for all we know though, Grady can show up tomorrow as fat 'n' annoyin' as ever, or this really could be it. Or someone entirely new will show up next week claimin' ta be the new police chief. Hell, a dog could be named police chief an' they'd make us believe it. Thing is though, didn't he used ta do most of the dronings? Has anyone gotten droned since he was found dead?
On tha same subject, I went ahead an' broke my way inta the police station finally. I may be a so-called cop, but that don't mean Grady ever let us in. Took a couple 'a tries since the door was barricaded from the inside. Problem is that there's nothin' there. Just some furniture 'n' empty cabinets. Not even a stray paperclip.
Whatta youse guys think?
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[Action: Well, that's enough thinking for one day. Time to have some fun with Scout's new regain!
A) Scout's running down the street at full speed. He's holding a blue and silver bat in one hand, and a can of soda in the other. Never slowing down for a moment, Scout chugs the soda, and then jumps, and jumps, and then jumps again. He doesn't land on anything or stop. He just moves up and up, as if propelling himself of invisible stairs. He gleefully cheers as he does, and doesn't really give a damn where he's landing. On cars, houses, you - you *might* hear a "head's up" before he lands, but you better think fast!
B) Later, he's still going at it, not learning any lessons. This time, the bag is tucked away in his backpack, but has his trusty scattergun out now. He can still triple jump, and does so - but he starts it off with a propelling blast from the gun first, making him get some serious air and some serious collateral damage. The reports can be heard from blocks around (followed by a "Woohoo!!", generally), and the landings are starting to get a bit less graceful. But what's some road rash in the name of fun? This is how Scouts roll.]
[[ooc - asked mods regarding police station - nothing was to be found]]
So I heard about that whole Grady body business at tha pool. I dunno how much stock I take in anythin' this town does, but it does seem kinda suspicious. I mean, for all we know though, Grady can show up tomorrow as fat 'n' annoyin' as ever, or this really could be it. Or someone entirely new will show up next week claimin' ta be the new police chief. Hell, a dog could be named police chief an' they'd make us believe it. Thing is though, didn't he used ta do most of the dronings? Has anyone gotten droned since he was found dead?
On tha same subject, I went ahead an' broke my way inta the police station finally. I may be a so-called cop, but that don't mean Grady ever let us in. Took a couple 'a tries since the door was barricaded from the inside. Problem is that there's nothin' there. Just some furniture 'n' empty cabinets. Not even a stray paperclip.
Whatta youse guys think?
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[Action: Well, that's enough thinking for one day. Time to have some fun with Scout's new regain!
A) Scout's running down the street at full speed. He's holding a blue and silver bat in one hand, and a can of soda in the other. Never slowing down for a moment, Scout chugs the soda, and then jumps, and jumps, and then jumps again. He doesn't land on anything or stop. He just moves up and up, as if propelling himself of invisible stairs. He gleefully cheers as he does, and doesn't really give a damn where he's landing. On cars, houses, you - you *might* hear a "head's up" before he lands, but you better think fast!
B) Later, he's still going at it, not learning any lessons. This time, the bag is tucked away in his backpack, but has his trusty scattergun out now. He can still triple jump, and does so - but he starts it off with a propelling blast from the gun first, making him get some serious air and some serious collateral damage. The reports can be heard from blocks around (followed by a "Woohoo!!", generally), and the landings are starting to get a bit less graceful. But what's some road rash in the name of fun? This is how Scouts roll.]
[[ooc - asked mods regarding police station - nothing was to be found]]
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Date: 2011-07-22 09:03 pm (UTC)[phone]
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Date: 2011-07-22 10:39 pm (UTC)How long? Uh... Since last February. So almost a year an' a half now.
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Date: 2011-07-22 11:49 pm (UTC)Jesus. Guess that's why you don't fucking panic as much when shit goes down.
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Date: 2011-07-23 03:31 am (UTC)Pretty much!
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Date: 2011-07-23 03:39 am (UTC)Fff, nah man, I'm used ta their shit by now. An' I'm well-equipped. You get anythin' back?
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Date: 2011-07-23 03:41 am (UTC)phone, filter, etc.
Date: 2011-07-23 04:13 am (UTC)About the same as in the post office, then.
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Date: 2011-07-23 04:41 am (UTC)Yeah, you get used to this crap over time, which apparently you've had a shit load of. [He holds up his hands.] Not a fucking thing.
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Date: 2011-07-23 01:44 pm (UTC)W-well... Normally, anyways.
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Date: 2011-07-23 08:30 pm (UTC)WOOPS sorry!! email gobbled this up!!
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Date: 2011-07-24 12:29 am (UTC)Yeah, well, I've been through enough shit so I deserve it. Seriously, nothin'? That's lame.
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Date: 2011-07-24 12:34 am (UTC)