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Isabel Abbott
Isabel Abbott

Mar-13-2006 17:19

I thought it would be cool, to have like, a section, where we could be our characters, and hang out, and create drama.... I'll start:

"She walked down the street, confident, but aloof, mightily, though as if on a cloud. She sat on a solitary park bench, in her red silk dress, and stiletto heels, when....

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Talianna Periwinkle
Talianna Periwinkle

Mar-16-2006 21:16

....a note scrawled in red ink that says: To the gumshoes who are looking for me!

"Think it's from Shadisius?" Crunchpatty asks nonchalantly. Tali scrunched up her face. The garbage can smelled of something nasty.

"Well? Is someone curious enough to pick it up?" Makensie asks.

"If you're so interested, then why don't you pick it up yourself?" Bad asks slyly.
*whack*
Bad starts rubbing his now-red cheek that Mak had just slapped.

"Hey, now, stop the fighting," Lucian says. With his two fingers, Lucian picks up the letter. It looked reletively clean.

"Lemme see that," Charlie says impaitiently. Talianna looks over Lucian's shoulder.

"Yep, it's definetly from Shadisius," Lucian says without looking up from the letter. "Unfortuantely, it's in some cryptic code and I can't figure it out!" he groans, throwing the letter towards Tali. Picking it up, Tali looks at the letter and gasps.

"I know this code! Shadisius used to write a letter in this same code and leave it in detectives' homes when he'd rob from them. It took me months to figure it out. When I and some other gumshoes figured it out, Shadisius left, and I was the only one who followed." Tali explained how to figure out the code. Bad takes it from her and follows the code.

"My gosh! The letter says....."

Makensie Brewer
Makensie Brewer
Super Steeper

Mar-16-2006 21:26

another note, with blood on it. Talianna walks up, and making a face at the sting, she takes the note out.

Makensie walks up, and asks, "Well, what is it?" Bad says, "Obviously its a note" Makensie rolls her eyes, and says, "No shit Sherlock, I meant, what does it say?" Bad glared at her playfully.

Talianna reads, "Every step you take, we're watching you" . Then she points and says, "Look, there is blood spots on it"

Charlie ,in thought, says, "Hmmmmm, obviously more than one involved"

Makensie says, "Interesting" She thinks, Now Im beginning to sound like Charlie. *chuckle*

Bad says, "Ok, now, they are watching every step we take.....lets see.....where to go next"

Everyone stands in silence, thinking....until Talianna says, "I have an idea. Lets go down to the.........."

Makensie Brewer
Makensie Brewer
Super Steeper

Mar-16-2006 21:30

((((( at the beginning i made a typo..sting was supposed to be stink) :o) (Glad u joined in Talianna! Just because its the same people in story,doesnt mean new people cant join in. Its definitely welcomed!! Just continue where the other left off,and not start another story in the middle of the current one) :o) ))))

Makensie Brewer
Makensie Brewer
Super Steeper

Mar-17-2006 01:38

(((ooops sorry Tallianna, u and i were posting at same time, i see. Continue from YOUR part,not MINE. tallianna's is better ;) )))))

Verora
Verora

Mar-17-2006 07:13

"By the time you read this, I will be half way home. All this might just be a wild goose chase to you gumshoes."

"Thats it?" said a slightly drunk Verora sitting by the bar.

"It appears so." said Bad.

Then.....

Charlie Cain
Charlie Cain
Thespian

Mar-17-2006 07:52

Everyone hears a gun shot. Angus Mcknuckles stumbles down the street to where everyone is and collapses. He holds up a note to addressed to Bad. Bad opens it trying not to touch it to much* finger prints * and begins to read it aloud to everyone it says.......

Talianna Periwinkle
Talianna Periwinkle

Mar-17-2006 09:40

"Stop by the Old Nelson's place—alone. I know you know where this place is..." Bad gulped, "Nobody signed it."

"Look, I know NY top and bottom. If you know where this "Old Nelson's Place" is, then spit it out!" Makensie yells at him.

"Calm down!" Charlie tries to shout over her.

Charlie, Bad, and Makensie start a fight (an argument of course. ;))

Crunchpatty, Talianna, Lucian, and Verora watch (I don't know if there are anymore people). Taking the note that fell to the floor, Crunchpatty reads it intensely. His eyes grow wide.

"What, do you know something about this?" Tali asks suspiciously.

"Uhh, actually, I found out accidentally. Ya see..." Crunchpatty clears his throat. "The Old Nelson's Place isn't a person's house. It's actually a......"


Verora
Verora

Mar-17-2006 15:11

"....whearhouse by the docs,Old Nelson was the company's name."

"This sounds a bit fishy, looks like Shady wants him to have cement shoes or something." Verora said finishing her sherly temple.

The argument suddenly ceaces apon hearing this.

"I won't let him do that to me!" yelled Bad in a defenceive manner.

Then...

Lucian Ty
Lucian Ty

Mar-17-2006 15:16

beer brewery."

BadAss gulps. "This note isn't addressed just to me!" He takes a finger off of a space, and gasps. "It's also addressed to Crunchpatty!"

"Why addressed to two people when only one is meant to be?" muses Verora. Everyone looks at her. "Sorry, chaps. Go on with your rantings. Don't mind me."

Makensie stamps her foot impatiently. "For goodness' sakes! What are we going to do now? Go to Big Lucy's? Follow Shadisius? Or let Bad and Crunch go to the Old Nelson's Place?"

Lucian sighs. "I guess we'll split up. Me, Makensie, and Charlie will go to Big Lucy's, Talianna and Isabel will try and track Shadisius, and Bad and Crunch will go to Old Nelson's Place. Got it?"

"Me and Sunny will keep a lookout for any thing suspicious. I have a few walkie talkies handy. I'll keep one. Makensie, Talianna, and Bad will have one each. If anything goes wrong, contact me," says Ben.

He hands out the devices, and clasps Sunny's hand. "Good luck!" he calls as the groups walk their different paths.

"I wonder who is meeting us at Old Nelson's Place?" Bad asks his partner. Crunch shrugs. "I know it's not Shadisius, he said so in the crypted note. Maybe a Green Hand henchman or something?" Bad bites his lip. "Hopefully it's someone who'll help us."

Makensie grumbles. "If anyone is more responsible it's Shadette. Imagine. Her brother kills people, sends notes, burns cars..and she doesn't do a damn thing to stop it!" Charlie lights a cigarette. "She should know something about this. Actually, I think Shadisius isn't the only criminal here in these events. What motive did he have for killing Mukunzu? She lived in Africa all her life...and she wasn't a detective. Isn't that fishy? And that second note...why was that man shot to death and why was the note unsigned? These are some things to ponder, eh?"

Talianna and Isabel were about to go into the butcher's shop when suddenly a shadow jumped out at them. Or one of them. To their surprise, it was...........

Rhiemma Moon
Rhiemma Moon
Well-Connected

Mar-18-2006 01:03

Bernie, the bartender. He grabbed Talianna by the arm as he looked around for anyone seeing them and pulled her quickly into the shadows. When Isabel stood where she was staring at them dumbfounded, he reached out and pulled her into the shadows as well.

"Be quiet!" he whispered as Taliana started to berate him for startling them as well as man-handling them. Isabel opened her mouth to protest but decided that the way things had been going she had better see what he wanted.

Bernie looked around again and made a motion for them to follow him. He made his way up the street to an abandoned office building and, fitting a key into the lock, looked once more up and down the street. Satisfied that they hadn't been seen, he ushered them into the foyer.

Once the door was closed Talianna unleased a stream of invective that would have made a sailor blush. "Shut UP!" Bernie said. Isabel said nothing as she was busy taking notes on a few words she hadn't heard before.

"You detectives have all done me a favor now and again," he said. "I'm just trying even the score a little."

Taliana calmed down some and asked, "So, what've you got? A clue as to what on earth is going on around here?"

Isabel said, "Yeah, what IS going on around here?"

Bernie replied, "I don't know much, and I can't tell you everything because I'm not gonna put my neck totally on the line here. But, I can tell you that...

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