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Detective Arriving On Scene (A Detective Story)
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A Morning for Clues (Turn 1/???)
Magoose
SV's Questing Fanatic
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- California USA
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- He
A Morning for Clues (Turn 1/???):
You… Did you need to look for clues? This was something far deeper than just comfort that was needed. You were here for a reason… Yes, there was a reason. You stood up from your bed, looking down at your feet as you moved them slightly. There was gauze around them, gauze with blood on them. Yet as you set them down, you felt no pain, no pressure, and you could feel the stitching that was there.
The blood that was still feeling wet on your feet seemed less a hindrance, and more an annoyance.
And now the Detective realizes that something far more sinister is going on, and despite his pain, he knows that something that he must do, even through pain and bloodshed.
(Clue Gained: Detectives Voice: You may not remember the voice, perhaps it is your own? Maybe it is another? Yet all you know is that it was here to help you Detect.)
Yes… But you heard the voice, disembodied that he was, and he knew what you needed to do.
The Detective recognizes that I am here, not just to guide him, but to help him remember. Remember the things that he needed to know.
(Clue Gained: Bloody Feet: Your feet are covered in blood, and stitches, but somehow you can still move, despite all your supposed injuries. Curious?)
You walked over to the window and looked out into the city… The city was recognizable… yet even in the faintness of your memory, you knew the haze and the city…
The entire city seemed deserted, the streets filled with parked cars, but in a city of this size, there should be vehicles. Trucks, the sounds of horns, and sirens. Yet it was silent. The city that never sleeps is silent. Captivated. Still… it should never be like that? It should never be a silent and dead city. No…
His mind remembers things that he should not consciously remember.
The city that never sleeps was a nickname for a city called? New York… Yes, that meant something was wrong.
A Dead city always meant that something was wrong.
You looked around at the broken clock, the ticking sound of an unchanging.
You examined the clock and its features.
It had a wooden frame. A glass cover over several… rings, tiny ones that swayed back and forth, despite the broken clock itself that should have made it broken. The mechanical inner works are still intact. Yet the hands do not work. The face of the glass was shattered, yet the glass or plastic still remained on, fused together… with wax? The woodwork was cracked and old like the clock was an antique, that was forgotten about after it was broken, yet it was here now. Yet you could see how it was placed. You saw the slight damage to the wooden sides? it was held before it was broken, and the damage on the sides... and the wall?
It was… Was it broken by you?
(Clue Gained: Semi-Functioning Clock: The Clock's hands were broken, yet the inner workings still work. Curious. The clock is a small one, but an old one. You broke the clock, but only its face and the hands, but for what reason, you do not know. You do not remember?)
You still remember how to detect. Detective.
A Knock on the Door broke you from your stupor, and you realized someone was waiting for you.
Answer the Door? Or don't? It matters little. There are no more clues here that you can see. The Badge is still discarded, you're still undressed. And your Feet still bleed, even if they do not hurt.
What do you do?:
[]Answer the Door: You want to see who is waiting behind the door?
[]Get Ready: You are not a slob, you need to clean yourself up. Look presentable… have more time to see this place for what it is?
[]Talk: Say something to the person beyond the door.
-[]Write what you say in a linetail?
[]Watch TV: Ignore the knocking and turn on the TV The News might help you.
AN: enjoy
You… Did you need to look for clues? This was something far deeper than just comfort that was needed. You were here for a reason… Yes, there was a reason. You stood up from your bed, looking down at your feet as you moved them slightly. There was gauze around them, gauze with blood on them. Yet as you set them down, you felt no pain, no pressure, and you could feel the stitching that was there.
The blood that was still feeling wet on your feet seemed less a hindrance, and more an annoyance.
And now the Detective realizes that something far more sinister is going on, and despite his pain, he knows that something that he must do, even through pain and bloodshed.
(Clue Gained: Detectives Voice: You may not remember the voice, perhaps it is your own? Maybe it is another? Yet all you know is that it was here to help you Detect.)
Yes… But you heard the voice, disembodied that he was, and he knew what you needed to do.
The Detective recognizes that I am here, not just to guide him, but to help him remember. Remember the things that he needed to know.
(Clue Gained: Bloody Feet: Your feet are covered in blood, and stitches, but somehow you can still move, despite all your supposed injuries. Curious?)
You walked over to the window and looked out into the city… The city was recognizable… yet even in the faintness of your memory, you knew the haze and the city…
The entire city seemed deserted, the streets filled with parked cars, but in a city of this size, there should be vehicles. Trucks, the sounds of horns, and sirens. Yet it was silent. The city that never sleeps is silent. Captivated. Still… it should never be like that? It should never be a silent and dead city. No…
His mind remembers things that he should not consciously remember.
The city that never sleeps was a nickname for a city called? New York… Yes, that meant something was wrong.
A Dead city always meant that something was wrong.
You looked around at the broken clock, the ticking sound of an unchanging.
You examined the clock and its features.
It had a wooden frame. A glass cover over several… rings, tiny ones that swayed back and forth, despite the broken clock itself that should have made it broken. The mechanical inner works are still intact. Yet the hands do not work. The face of the glass was shattered, yet the glass or plastic still remained on, fused together… with wax? The woodwork was cracked and old like the clock was an antique, that was forgotten about after it was broken, yet it was here now. Yet you could see how it was placed. You saw the slight damage to the wooden sides? it was held before it was broken, and the damage on the sides... and the wall?
It was… Was it broken by you?
(Clue Gained: Semi-Functioning Clock: The Clock's hands were broken, yet the inner workings still work. Curious. The clock is a small one, but an old one. You broke the clock, but only its face and the hands, but for what reason, you do not know. You do not remember?)
You still remember how to detect. Detective.
A Knock on the Door broke you from your stupor, and you realized someone was waiting for you.
Answer the Door? Or don't? It matters little. There are no more clues here that you can see. The Badge is still discarded, you're still undressed. And your Feet still bleed, even if they do not hurt.
What do you do?:
[]Answer the Door: You want to see who is waiting behind the door?
[]Get Ready: You are not a slob, you need to clean yourself up. Look presentable… have more time to see this place for what it is?
[]Talk: Say something to the person beyond the door.
-[]Write what you say in a linetail?
[]Watch TV: Ignore the knocking and turn on the TV The News might help you.
AN: enjoy
Ok, so the city is 'dead' and now there's someone at the door, suspicious...
Also we need to get rid off the blood feet, if we need to run better to not leave bloody footprints everywhere.
Also we need to get rid off the blood feet, if we need to run better to not leave bloody footprints everywhere.
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[X]Get Ready: You are not a slob, you need to clean yourself up. Look presentable… have more time to see this place for what it is?
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"an unchanging"... what?
[X]Talk: Say something to the person beyond the door.
-[X]"Just a moment!"
--[X]Get Ready: You are not a slob, you need to clean yourself up. Look presentable… have more time to see this place for what it is?
[X]Get Ready: You are not a slob, you need to clean yourself up. Look presentable… have more time to see this place for what it is?
UNKNOWN01
Nobody knows me... I feel lonely!
- Location
- Nowhere
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X]Talk: Say something to the person beyond the door.
-[X]"Just a moment!"
--[X]Get Ready: You are not a slob, you need to clean yourself up. Look presentable… have more time to see this place for what it is?
It's good to be polite, that way they'll know that there's someone here!
-[X]"Just a moment!"
--[X]Get Ready: You are not a slob, you need to clean yourself up. Look presentable… have more time to see this place for what it is?
It's good to be polite, that way they'll know that there's someone here!
Kylia Quilor
I Have Two Moods, and Bitter is One of Them.
- Location
- Hiding in the corner of your vision.
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X]Get Ready: You are not a slob, you need to clean yourself up. Look presentable… have more time to see this place for what it is?
Magoose
SV's Questing Fanatic
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- California USA
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I thought I fixed that,sorry everyone.
… uh oh… this is going to be fun?
After all, who might care about… a kid with bleeding feet?
UNKNOWN01
Nobody knows me... I feel lonely!
- Location
- Nowhere
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Obviously, a kind hearted neighbor!
A blood sucking vampire!
Tabascoheath
Unkempt, Evil-eyed Charlatan, and Pseudo-Mystic
- Location
- Your Nearest Orbital Habitat
[X]Get Ready: You are not a slob, you need to clean yourself up. Look presentable… have more time to see this place for what it is?
Now we get pants… and socks to bleed through to entice whatever foot fetish vampire lies beyond the door.
Now we get pants… and socks to bleed through to entice whatever foot fetish vampire lies beyond the door.
Magoose
SV's Questing Fanatic
- Location
- California USA
- Pronouns
- He
Oh come on there cannot be vampires that have that specific thing?
That's far to… weird, and gross.
And oddly specific.
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Tabascoheath
Unkempt, Evil-eyed Charlatan, and Pseudo-Mystic
- Location
- Your Nearest Orbital Habitat
Vampires are people with infinity to do whatever they want, I'm willing to bet at least one vampire had a thing for sucking blood out of used socks AND YOU CAN QUOTE ME ON THAT.
Magoose
SV's Questing Fanatic
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- California USA
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- He
You know what, that is something I never ever… thought I would read today… or on any day to be honest?
My life has officially gotten strange as hell.
With the Ventrue of Vampire the Masquerade everything is possible
Magoose
SV's Questing Fanatic
- Location
- California USA
- Pronouns
- He
But we aren't in the Masquerade!
Tabascoheath
Unkempt, Evil-eyed Charlatan, and Pseudo-Mystic
- Location
- Your Nearest Orbital Habitat
Look at Dracula, three wives and a penchant for impaling people. You don't make that many human meat popcicles with a sense of pleasure.
TZIMISCE DAMN IT, If anyone has weird shit going on its the blood puppet skin flayers and not the weirdos that won't drink blood from the homeless. This post was brought to you by Anarch Gang.
But it's a World of Darkness anywhere we go (jk), anyway I think one of the most obvious motives someone is checking on Arc is because they are the reason he is injured to beggin with!
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UNKNOWN01
Nobody knows me... I feel lonely!
- Location
- Nowhere
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Well, don't mind if I do~!
Unkownno1 just appeared with a new signature all of sudden
- Location
- Depends on how much of a troll Zelretch is today!
[X]Talk: Say something to the person beyond the door.
-[X]"Just a moment!"
--[X]Get Ready: You are not a slob, you need to clean yourself up. Look presentable… have more time to see this place for what it is?
-[X]"Just a moment!"
--[X]Get Ready: You are not a slob, you need to clean yourself up. Look presentable… have more time to see this place for what it is?