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Post by MightySage on Mar 17, 2008 7:20:17 GMT -5
michael:*recovering from the shock of almost being killed* BJ?*looks at the corpse* He owed me fifty bucks!
Alex: *looking over at him* interesting...What for? And who are you?
Michael: My name's Michael, I own the oddity store over there.We made a bet on weither or not I could get him to puke in one of ben's fishta....*realizes Ben's listening* err...nothing important. Anyway, this makes it 10 people who have died that had money they owed me! It's stange isn't it?
Alex: *suspicious* yes....strange...anyway, everyone inside. I need to think about this latest murder.
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Post by SquirrelBoy on Mar 17, 2008 7:41:36 GMT -5
(please excuse my incredibly short posts, i'm suffering from a horrible case of writers block*
*as everyone tried to make due with the horrible smelling room Squirrelboy figured he'd take the time to write down some notes on what Ben and Michael said*
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Post by Googy McFloogal Puss on Mar 19, 2008 15:40:42 GMT -5
"Right..." Alex cleared his throat, struggling to breathe in the tiny room, "It seems to me that we have a bit of a problem..."
"Sorry..." Squirrelboy frowned, "I've told him to clean it up, but it's what he's used to..."
"Not that!" Alex rolled his eyes, "Well... Not just that..."
Calum stood up, "Basically, what he's trying to say here is this city has really gone down the pan!"
The others just stared at him in silence.
"I quite like the city..." Ben mumbled.
"I used to..." sighed Alex, "But as you'll know if you read upwards, I have a terrible back story. I used to be Chief of Police here..."
"I remember you!" Michael nodded, "You're the one who shut down my Oddities shop just because I used Voodoo dolls on people who didn't pay me..."
All eyes turned to Michael.
"Voodoo dolls?" Squirrelboy questioned, "Like those little puppets that you torture to inflict injury on your enemies?"
"Not puppets..." Michael removed a specimen from his jacket pocket, "Dolls..."
"Let me see that..." Calum ordered. He wretched the doll from Michael's hand. It looked exactly like BJ.
"I guess..." Michael laughed awkwardly, "That this looks pretty bad..."
"That it does..." Alex nodded sternly, "But I'm not so sure. I could see you when the sniper fired..."
"Erm... guys?" Ben looked turned from the window. Although it was boarded up, there was a hole in the wood through which he could see the street where BJ lay.
"What?" Alex snarled.
"BJ's gone..."
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Post by Bengl Von Shadowstein on Mar 29, 2008 12:05:30 GMT -5
"Why would they need his corpse?"
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Post by MightySage on Apr 1, 2008 7:31:30 GMT -5
(so its alittle late, meh. ) Michael:*looks out through the hole* how in the world.... SquirrelBoy: *writes this down in his notes* Hmm... It couldn't have been anyone up here who took the body... Michael: *squints* Hey, Look! There's a garbage truck heading down the street over there, maybe they took it?
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Post by SquirrelBoy on Apr 1, 2008 9:31:03 GMT -5
SB: *pulls out a pair of binoculars from his pocket* Damn it, they just went behind building. *catches something out of the side of his eye* GET DOWN!!!
*as everyone hits the floor a second shot is fired through the hole in the wood covering the window*
SB: *landed in a puddle of Yusefs urine* Shit......
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Post by Googy McFloogal Puss on Apr 20, 2008 11:21:24 GMT -5
"Right..." Alex quickly looked around the room, "Any of you punks able to drive?"
"I can..." Michael awkwardly stepped forwards.
"We need to get out of here, pronto!" Alex sharply ordered, "I'm guessing that whoever it was who killed BJ is out to get us as well..."
"But... why?" SB dried off his face, "What have I ever done to anybody?"
"Probably nothing... It's us they're after..." Calum stepped forwards, "It was wrong of us to come here; we've put all of your lives in danger."
"True as that may be..." interupted Alex, "If we leave you people here you'll likely be killed anyway. We need to leave immediately..."
"Okay..." Michael nodded, a hint of doubt in his voice, "I'm parked just around the corner..."
"Lead the way..." Calum opened the door.
Ben, Michael, Alex and Calum piled out into the street. As Yusef got up to leave, he was halted by SB.
"Mr. Squirrellboy..." the immigrant pleaded, "Why you leave me here to die like pig?"
"Yusef..." Squirrellboy explained, "You're an illegal immigrant. If we get caught with you in our group, it's bound to spell trouble. Plus, you're super awesome at hiding. You should stay here!"
"Okay..." Yusef frowned, "Be good..."
Squirrellboy left the building and joined up with the others. As he turned, he saw his Russian-Australian friend staring at him, longfully, through the small hole in the boarded up window. He knew this could be the last time he would ever witness the deep brown eyes of Yusef Polinski...
CONTINUE!
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Post by SquirrelBoy on Apr 24, 2008 8:10:48 GMT -5
*once everyone had crammed inside the small car*
SB: Won't we be easy to recognize with these clothes on?
Ben: He's got a point.
SB: I know a guy who owes me a favor whos clothes shop isn't far rom here.
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Post by SquirrelBoy on Sept 12, 2008 21:34:24 GMT -5
*as Micheal pulled the car up next to the shop SB jumped out to see if Carl was in, luckily he was*
SB: Hey Carl, remember when you said you owed me one?
Carl: *sighs as everyone piles into the rather small shop* Do I dare ask?
SB: We need some clothes, if I survive the mess i'm in I promise i'll all pay you back.
Carl: *turns to the group* What size do you take?
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