14th Inning
Apr. 14th, 2010 09:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
freakinblur[Call to the town, filtered to all non-drones. Scout sounds REALLY unhappy, and tired.]
...Guys. Party's postponed. Maybe like tomorrow. 'R Friday. Whatevah. But it will fuckin' happen. Best believe it will.
Agh--! Geez. Can anyone out there set a broken bone? Fuckin' Mayfield.... hate this place so goddamn much.... [He starts fading out. The phone is left off the hook.]
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[MOMENTS EARLIER! Scout returns home from work, and realized he missed the morning's mail since he was too distracted by his hot neighbor in her underwear. He opens it to find an envelope with his name on it, containing a piece of paper with this image on it. He doesn't get it at first, but it doesn't take him long to realize his speed and agility have returned.
He's elated! Soon after Scout can be seen speeding across town in a blur, jumping over everything in his way in spectacular fashion. He's laughing, and mocking anyone who gets in his way. It's all well and good until all of a sudden, it just STOPS with no warning.
In the midst of a double-jump over a set of houses, Scout's legs just give out on him. He falls three stories to the ground and lands with a sickening thud. He's lucky he's not dead, but instead he's got a broken right forearm, a couple of cracked ribs, and probably a concussion amongst the mangled face and copious bruises.]
...Guys. Party's postponed. Maybe like tomorrow. 'R Friday. Whatevah. But it will fuckin' happen. Best believe it will.
Agh--! Geez. Can anyone out there set a broken bone? Fuckin' Mayfield.... hate this place so goddamn much.... [He starts fading out. The phone is left off the hook.]
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[MOMENTS EARLIER! Scout returns home from work, and realized he missed the morning's mail since he was too distracted by his hot neighbor in her underwear. He opens it to find an envelope with his name on it, containing a piece of paper with this image on it. He doesn't get it at first, but it doesn't take him long to realize his speed and agility have returned.
He's elated! Soon after Scout can be seen speeding across town in a blur, jumping over everything in his way in spectacular fashion. He's laughing, and mocking anyone who gets in his way. It's all well and good until all of a sudden, it just STOPS with no warning.
In the midst of a double-jump over a set of houses, Scout's legs just give out on him. He falls three stories to the ground and lands with a sickening thud. He's lucky he's not dead, but instead he's got a broken right forearm, a couple of cracked ribs, and probably a concussion amongst the mangled face and copious bruises.]
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Date: 2010-04-18 05:13 am (UTC)[He stands up to get in Spy's face, but he does it too quickly, gets dizzy and stumbles. He grabs his head.] Damnit. Just shut up already.
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Date: 2010-04-18 06:50 pm (UTC)[Spy puts a hand over his mouth and clears his throat.]
Truly this town is nothing but a mind game. Perhaps you should check over your plans.
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Date: 2010-04-18 07:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-18 08:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-18 10:20 pm (UTC)...shit. Screw 'em. Let 'em play their mind games. 'S only gonna piss me off more an' make it even better whe I break tha hell outta here.
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Date: 2010-04-19 02:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-19 03:01 am (UTC)...yeah. We should get the guys together on this shit again. An' soon. I ain't puttin' up wit' anymore 'a Mayfield's bullshit like this. We gotta bring this place down, an' soon.