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bixie
Promising
Legendary Hero
my common sense is tingling!
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posted July 11, 2011 11:37 AM |
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Edited by bixie at 22:49, 11 Jul 2011.
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polixa metropolitan (IC)
Yorin looked down at the mangled corpse on the ground and sighed. He hated when this happened, when some idiot thought that magic was a play thing. He touched the body with the toe of his boot and tapped the neck-com again.
"Dispatch, this is officer Thunderbrow, we have a miscast over by the Hammered paladin bar. Subject appears to be a dead vampire, will be requiring someone to come and identify the body, over."
"Understood, Officer. Sending an officer your way. over and out."
Yorin sighed again. The street by the Foolz nightclub was packed with onlookers to the scene, many of them young partiers who had too much to drink, or smoke, or otherwise inject. There was a flash of a picture box from somewhere in the crowd. Stomping over, Yorin grabbed his hammer in one hand and the picture box from the dazed ogre student with the other.
"Photography around a crime scene is an offense, son."
"a'righ', stumpy, I was just..."
"Swing by the eshu station tomorrow morning. you can have your box back then."
the student nodded and hurried off. Yorin placed the box in his pocket and pulled out the "Red tape". The crowd stepped back as he held it up, most of them knew the drill. Yorin looked around.
"Will anyone be willing to make a statement when the detectives come?"
Three people raised their hands. A Gremlin student in risqué clothing, an Orc student who looked like he was on the pull and a pearl elf girl who looked tearful. Yorin nodded and beckoned them to step forward. They did, carefully, trying not to look at the body. Yorin smiled.
"It's ok, just tell me your names and then we can go back to the station."
"I'm Mabella Ghulled," said the Gremlin girl,
"Steven Stills," muttered the orc.
"Mai lu," sniffed the elf.
Yorin nodded. Tossing the red tape into the air and letting the scarlet barrier cascade down, he when to inspect the body a bit more.
Something big was coming, and Yorin felt that he didn't want to know what it was.
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"This is dispatch Greyaxe of the minister gardens. Requesting Detective Kanjusa and Detective Vasilieva to meet with officer thunderbrow be the Foolz night club in East hutten for investigation of a miscast incident and interview with victims."
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Down on Moor road, Gutter men when to work in the docks, getting ready for a busy day moving crates and checking cargo. The bustle was infectious. None of them noticed the package, sitting on the pavement, with a strange face on it. it was only when the fire erupted out, devouring half the road, did the workers notice.
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Jabanoss
Promising
Legendary Hero
Property of Nightterror™
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posted July 11, 2011 09:02 PM |
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Edited by Jabanoss at 21:03, 11 Jul 2011.
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Ceraale had just eaten his supper for the evening, some Uttapam with sundried tomatoes and fresh vegetables, when he received the message from Greyaxe.
He wiped his mouth calmly with a lime green napkin with scents of pear as he began to reply the Dispatch Officer.
"Kanjusa is here sir, I will be there with Thunderbrow shortly to assist in any way I can. Also please tell them not to mess the crime scene up too much."
Incident means they have at least one dead body, Ceraale thought, and if it's at the Foolz night club, then it means plenty of scared students.
The troll detective didn't much like interviewing frightened people. They have a bad habit of forgetting the important details and just focusing on non-important talk.
Ceraale left his table and the restaurant where had eaten, and made his way to East Hutten.
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted July 11, 2011 11:36 PM |
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Leiko woke too late that morning, swearing and puffing she made herself some bread and cheese with milk and hurried off to work as fast as she could. She went into the streets of the Gutter, closing her door behind her. People were hurrying past her to get to their own jobs, no one paying her attention but still avoiding her. She wasn't very popular among most people as she used violence more willingly than most of her colleagues.
She accidentally bumped into a dwarf woman and turned as she jogged. "Sorry!" she said, her face tight with worry. The chief wouldn't be happy if she kept showing up late.
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Invictus7
Adventuring Hero
Lurking About...
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posted July 12, 2011 02:27 AM |
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Epi woke up that morning as he woke on any other morning. He got dressed in the same clothes as any other day, and walked out of his run-down apartment, into the streets at the same time as any other day.
He walked into the Gutter Station, and without a greeting to any of his peers already working, he asked Clash: "Anything for me, sir?"
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bixie
Promising
Legendary Hero
my common sense is tingling!
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posted July 12, 2011 09:32 AM |
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Clash snarled at Epi.
"Where have you been for the last hour! A bomb has just exploded on moor road! get over there and start doing your job!"
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Invictus7
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posted July 12, 2011 10:47 AM |
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Epi felt stung. "Sorry sir, I didn't receive any messages from dispatch. Right away sir."
With a click of his pocketwatch he ran out of the station and travelled to Moor Road. What he found was truly a horrible spectacle. Everyone had stopped to look. Epi fought his way through the crowd, no-one stood to get out of his way, he didn't exactly command authority.
"Get out of my way, damn it!" he said with many counters of Oi!. Several dockworkers lay dead or injured, crates of ruined cargo surrounding them. Epi spoke into his Com-necklace: "This is Tustorovich from Moor Road. I need a medic unit and the nearest officer."
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bixie
Promising
Legendary Hero
my common sense is tingling!
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posted July 12, 2011 11:45 AM |
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"officer Tustorovich, this is dispatch. the nearest officer is Officer Muldoon, who will be on his way shortly."
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War-overlord
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted July 12, 2011 12:13 PM |
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"Officer Muldoon! Come in, Muldoon!"
Drake Muldoon opened his eyes. His com-necklace next to the bed, was calling for him. He picked it up without getting out of bed. Mr. Pickles had gotten up as well. The pony-sized mastiff was standing and looking at the necklace.
"Ghopar, you do realise that you're calling me on my day off, dontcha?"
"Yeah, but cap'n Tarria told me to call you. Blame him if you want."
"I will, what's the deal?"
"Bombing on Moor road. Don't know much of situation, I just got told to call you and get you there ASAP."
Drake growled and then said: "Fine, but tell Tarria that he owes me a day off."
"Will do." The necklace turned itself off. Mr. Pickles stood next to the bed, wagging his tail and ready to go to work. Drake turned to his wife and gave her a kiss.
"Sorry, honey. Duty calls. We'll get that quiet day to ourselves, soon enough, I promise."
She sighed and looked disappointed, but did not protest. This wasn't the first time this happened. "Be carefull out there," was the only thing she said.
"You know I will, besides I got Mr. Pickles with me." Drake got out of bed and got dressed after splashing some water in his face. Mr. Pickles was already downstairs of their smallish Glendour house, getting himself exited.
On the way out, Drake grabbed himself a hunk of cinnamonbread out of the cupboard, which would have to do for breakfast. With an exited Mr. Pickles, Drake made his way to Moor road.
On Moor road, the crowd quickly dispersed for a barking Mr. Pickles. Drake and the dog got easily to the scene. Drake heard the call of DT Tustorovich on the way there. He easily spotted the, slightly awkward, vampire on the scene.
"Officer Muldoon and companion. What's the deal?" He called out.
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Invictus7
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posted July 12, 2011 01:18 PM |
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Epi easily heard the loud voice ringing out over the crime scene. He walked slowly over to the Orc and his horse, oh wait, it was a dog. Epi eyed the dog uneasily and twitched uncomfortably.
"Several dockworkers have been incapacitated, possibly killed by a bomb. I can't manage an incident of this magnitude on my own, so I need you to collect statements from witnesses and otherwise disperse unnecessary people. Meanwhile I'll be checking in with the medical unit and then the dockmaster to start my investigation. I have an inkling that this might be The Smilers' doing, it seems right up there alley, although it would be illogical to jump to conclusions."
Epi didn't wait for a reply, the sooner he got away from that dog the better. He didn't know what that officer was doing bringing a highly dangerous dog (that could probably decapitate him easily) to a crime scene.
"Detective Inspector Tustorovich," he flashed his Identification Amulet at the medics. "What have you extrapolated so far?" he asked bluntly.
"Well Detective," said a jade elf, "five dockworkers have died, all except one, he remains in a critical condition, unconscious." Epi sighed and fidgeted with his pocketwatch.
"Alright, as I understand it you'll be taking him to the Docklands Hospital, yes?" The elf nodded. "I'll check in there later."
A uniformed officer came up to Epi and said: "Sir, we have an ID on the subjects." The officer hesitated as if waiting for prompting. Epi stared silently. The officer looked at him weirdly, as if to say what's wrong with this guy?. "Uhm, one Epere Po--" he was interrupted by the sudden sound of a dog barking.
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War-overlord
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted July 12, 2011 02:40 PM |
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Drake noticed that Tustorovich was not very comfortable in the presence of Mr. Pickles. But then again, not many people were.
"I'd say it's premature, not illogical to come to that conclusion, detective," Drake said before noticing that Tustorovich already moved on.
More officers were arriving at the scene and were sealing it off with the magical tape. Drake never carried any tape with him, such gruntwork was usually delegated to the rookie cops. And as one of the few dog-handlers on the force, he was usually asked to do other things.
Drake noticed that Mr. Pickles was straining on his leash. The dog wanted to go somewhere and he was trained to do so only if he thought he could find something or needed to chase a perp. Drake waited untill the scene was taped off, so Mr. Pickles could not get away or go after some bystanders. Then he let the dog off his leash, Drake knew he would only attack someone when given a command.
The mastiff barked, sniffed the ground moved about somewhat and started pawing the ground and barking.
Drake moved over and looked at what exactly Mr. Pickles was pawing at. Underneath a pile of rubble, Drake saw something that glowed with a faint magical aura.
Drake patted his dog, "Good boy. Now, Sit!" The dog obeyed. Drake put on his gloves and pulled the object out from under the rubble. It was a fire-glyph, a minor one and it was used, as the inscrpition was fading. Given the situation, this glyph may just have been used as a detonator.
Drake gave his dog a small treat, as a reward.
"Detective, I may have just found the detonator!"
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Invictus7
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posted July 12, 2011 03:39 PM |
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Epi whirled to the sound of the officer's voice. He began to limp as fast as he could towards where he was standing, leaving the policeman he was talking to dumbfounded, staring at Epi's rapidly leaving figure, jacket billowing in his wake.
"Hmm, a fire glyph, rather sophisticated for a detonator. This case is rapidly seeming less like The Smilers' doing." Epi handed Muldoon a transparent bag.
"Here, you can put it in there. I'll check it for fingerprints once I get back to the station." Epi surveyed the area. "Appropriately placed; the effects of the bomb can be seen as a projection from this point. This could have well been the detonator." Epi attempted an awkward smile but it turned out as more of a grimace. "Excellent find officer."
He then walked away to deal with the policeman he had been dealing with earlier. "Now, officer, I would ask that you deal with notifying the families of their deceased kin. I trust that you have written down the names if the subjects, yes? Well I'll have that piece of paper please."
Epi often didn't let people get a word in, frequently due to his lack of social skills, awkwardness and bluntness. It wasn't on purpose of course, he just didn't have the experience. But, he reasoned, social skills didn't solve cases.
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted July 12, 2011 03:59 PM |
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Edited by wog_edn at 16:00, 12 Jul 2011.
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Leiko knocked on her Captain Francescas door before entering. "Good morning sir, sorry for being late today. Stuff happened and yeah, you know how it is sometimes." she said, stroking one hand through her hair. "Has anything special happened or should I just patrol the Glendour as usual?"
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bixie
Promising
Legendary Hero
my common sense is tingling!
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posted July 12, 2011 09:11 PM |
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the captain started.
"What? Oh, yes, just patrol as normal... erm...yes, well... erm actually, there was something in Moor road that happened this Morning. I know it's out of our jurisdiction, but there seems to have been a terrorist attack. they've got two officers down their already, but... well there are alot of wounded..."
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted July 12, 2011 09:14 PM |
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"Do you know what gang we are dealing with, sir?" Leiko asked. "Should I bring extra firearms?"
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bixie
Promising
Legendary Hero
my common sense is tingling!
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posted July 12, 2011 09:20 PM |
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"I haven't had reports over what...erm... "Problem group" we are dealing with, officer but... erm... there are alot of wounded, still, so your...erm... healing abilities might come in handy... erm...yes, carry on."
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meroe
Supreme Hero
Basically Smurfette
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posted July 12, 2011 11:01 PM |
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Masha walked into her stuffy office and closed the door behind her. "Shades to 90%" she said softly. Her windows quickly darkened as she pulled back the blind and sat down at her desk.
She flicked on the comms unit on her desk and listened to the despatch calls from all the districts, just like she did every day. Outside the hallway light flickered under her door as people went about their day.
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Meroe is definetely out, sweet
as she sounds sometimes, she'd
definetely castrate you with a
rusted razror and forcefeed
your genitals to you in a
blink of an eye - Kipshasz
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted July 12, 2011 11:11 PM |
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Leiko used her favorite chariot to get to Moor road, but unfortunately had to use it as cover at once. Shots bounced off the chariot as they spotted the newcomer and she loaded her own pistol, looking under her ride to count terrorists. "One, two, three... damn, they are too many for alone. Hopefully more backup will arrive." he muttered before firing three shots at one of the men.
"Leiko Yoshe calling for backup at Moor road, several wounded and seven armed men." she said into her communication necklace.
She noticed a man holding his thigh hiding behind a doorway and fired two shots at no specific target as she threw herself toward the man. "Fleshwound?" she asked, putting her hand over the wound.
"I think so." moaned the man, grimacing from the pain.
Leiko closed her eyes and muttered 'heal', and the wound started to close itself. "I need you to stay with me now, if you have a gun I want you to go get it."
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bixie
Promising
Legendary Hero
my common sense is tingling!
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posted July 13, 2011 09:34 AM |
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Yorin was setting up the red tape when the journalist arrived. The man was a dwarf, like himself, armed with a huge camera, a note book, and with a sickeningly smug smile on his face. Yorin rolled his eyes.
"Press, press! out of the way, pissant, press coming through!" the journalist stopped at the red tape. "Officer, could I have some words?"
"Please say you're with the Polixa gazette." Yorin pleaded. The Journalists lip curled.
"The Post. Who in their right mind reads the Gazette!"
"Of course," muttered Yorin, "Unfortunately, no, I can't say anything to you at this time. Not until detectives are here." the journalist smile widened.
"Really, officer, show some initiative. What are your personal thoughts on what's happened?"
Yorin looked arround to see the form of Detective Kanjusa moving towards the scene. Yorin thanked his ancestors for this and turned back to the journalist.
"I'm terribly sorry," he lied, "but with the arrival of the detective, we're going to have to stop this particular interview. good day."
He turned round.
"Clay-born scumbag!" shouted the journalist. Yorin ignored the insult, knowing that the journalist just wanted a fight, even though shouting "Clay-born" would have many dwarves gunning for your life. Yorin moved smartly up to the detective, who was crouching down over the corpse.
"Morning, detective. what's your analysis?"
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OmegaDestroyer
Hero of Order
Fox or Chicken?
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posted August 17, 2011 03:11 AM |
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Thread has been cleaned.
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The giant has awakened
You drink my blood and drown
Wrath and raving I will not stop
You'll never take me down
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