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mayfield_rpg2012-07-11 08:24 pm
cabbagehead) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-07-11 08:24 pm
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the 1st case
{2235 Stevens Road}
[ He had never imagined there would be a day where he would be forced to run. To escape to the world that killed them. He had no idea what would happen to him after he entered. He could very well end up being one of the victims himself. Oh, how terribly ironic that would be. Being killed by your own power. And just when he was starting to have fun with it, too. Man, that would suck. But what about the others? They had made it out perfectly fine, thanks to those damn brats. That meant he had a chance. If they could find a way out, it would be a piece of cake for him. He was an adult, a detective. If he couldn't get out, nobody could. Then again, maybe it would better to stay. There was no way they would actually chase after him, right? Ah, whatever. He should be landing any moment now. ]
[ That was funny. He was sure he would have hit something by now. Wasn't that what happened to all the others? No, something wasn't right here. There was no hard surface. It was soft, comforting, and kind of warm. ...A bed? What the hell? Slowly, he would rise from the bed and realize this wasn't where he had intended to go at all. A western style bedroom, fully furnished. It looks kind of antiqued, but it all looked so... new. Did his powers... take him somewhere completely different? He may actually be okay with this. If he didn't know where he was, the Investigation Team would have no clue either. This was a total win/win situation for him. Or so he thought.]
[ He'll eventually get himself dressed into something less dorky than the silly pajamas he apparently woke up in and make his way downstairs. He looked through every scrap of paper available, learning amongst other things that this was apparently his home now. And he was probably stuck here for a while. This was also perfectly fine with him. After confirming a few more things, he'll go ahead an help himself to breakfast. Anyone in the house should feel free to join him, if not question him.]
{Phone}
You know, I can't really complain. The house is a lot better than my tiny apartment back home. But do I really have to act as a husband and father? I mean, I'm not even thirty yet. [ Yes, he's being sarcastic, geez! ]
But anyway, this is a pretty crazy situation. One minute you're doing boring paper work, and the next you're in bed with a stranger. N-not that I'm used to that sort of thing! I swear! Ugh, I'd better hang up before I make myself sound any worse.
[ He had never imagined there would be a day where he would be forced to run. To escape to the world that killed them. He had no idea what would happen to him after he entered. He could very well end up being one of the victims himself. Oh, how terribly ironic that would be. Being killed by your own power. And just when he was starting to have fun with it, too. Man, that would suck. But what about the others? They had made it out perfectly fine, thanks to those damn brats. That meant he had a chance. If they could find a way out, it would be a piece of cake for him. He was an adult, a detective. If he couldn't get out, nobody could. Then again, maybe it would better to stay. There was no way they would actually chase after him, right? Ah, whatever. He should be landing any moment now. ]
[ That was funny. He was sure he would have hit something by now. Wasn't that what happened to all the others? No, something wasn't right here. There was no hard surface. It was soft, comforting, and kind of warm. ...A bed? What the hell? Slowly, he would rise from the bed and realize this wasn't where he had intended to go at all. A western style bedroom, fully furnished. It looks kind of antiqued, but it all looked so... new. Did his powers... take him somewhere completely different? He may actually be okay with this. If he didn't know where he was, the Investigation Team would have no clue either. This was a total win/win situation for him. Or so he thought.]
[ He'll eventually get himself dressed into something less dorky than the silly pajamas he apparently woke up in and make his way downstairs. He looked through every scrap of paper available, learning amongst other things that this was apparently his home now. And he was probably stuck here for a while. This was also perfectly fine with him. After confirming a few more things, he'll go ahead an help himself to breakfast. Anyone in the house should feel free to join him, if not question him.]
{Phone}
You know, I can't really complain. The house is a lot better than my tiny apartment back home. But do I really have to act as a husband and father? I mean, I'm not even thirty yet. [ Yes, he's being sarcastic, geez! ]
But anyway, this is a pretty crazy situation. One minute you're doing boring paper work, and the next you're in bed with a stranger. N-not that I'm used to that sort of thing! I swear! Ugh, I'd better hang up before I make myself sound any worse.
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... Hoh. You would not like being compared to other men yourself, correct...? Ufufufufu.
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