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Post by 42zombies on Feb 8, 2009 9:15:20 GMT -5
For once, the ITS was empty. Everyone had gone running when gunshots had started firing. A group of thugs in clown masks had burst in and started shooting down two reporters who had been called to the station to do a special report. Security guards had shot two of the clowns, but the last one killed them all with his machine gun.
Now, it had been an hour. The police surrounded the ITS and a SWAT-team planned to move in in-case the clown held a hostage. Silently, the clown prepared a grenade his boss had given him.
10 minutes had passed and the SWAT team now laid on the ground with the other corpses, bleeding smiles on their bleached-white faces. The clown had taken to spray-painting the word 'SMILE!' in sharp, violent letters on the walls. Over the intercom, a recorded laugh played endlessly.
A minute passed. That was all the time it took for Kevin and the others to burst in through the door.
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Post by zerowonder on Feb 8, 2009 10:49:27 GMT -5
The Auditor dismissed the grenade-launcher used to breech through the front doors and summoned a laptop with a portable improbability-drive attached.
"It would seem rather futile to ask for directions as of now. However, it is necessary to interrogate the remaining suspect regarding the location of his/her/its superior responsible for the mass insanity and death." The Auditor's complex linguo didn't seem to be well recieved by Kevin or Peach.
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Post by 42zombies on Feb 8, 2009 18:10:09 GMT -5
"Um... interrogate? You mean like on 24?" Kevin asked slowly. Part of this was because the Auditor had confused him; the other was because of the creepy laughter. The voice sounded like the man from the commercial, laughing out words:
"Ha Ha Ha! Hee Hee Hee! Ho Ho Ho! Ha Ha Ha! Hee Hee Hee! Ho Ho Ho! Ha Ha Ha! Hee Hee Hee! Ho Ho Ho..."
It went on and on like a broken record. It was unsettling to anyone who heard it, although the spray-painter seemed to be in a an equally unsettling calm.
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Post by nintendonut1 on Feb 9, 2009 12:47:45 GMT -5
Peach shivered intensely at the scene before her. Such death... such callousness... it was difficult for the carefree princess to soak in.
"...in...terrogate?" she managed to squeak out. Out of habit, she was hovering just above Kevin's shoulder, finding comfort in the knight's presence.
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Post by zerowonder on Feb 10, 2009 2:59:23 GMT -5
"Can't handle it? You can always turn back." The Auditor booted up the improbability-drive, a series of random bleeps and bloops signalled its activation.
"I am downloading a map of the ITS. It should tell us where the remaining suspect is." A green loading bar lit up the laptop screen, glowing luminously at The Auditor's face.
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Post by 42zombies on Feb 10, 2009 16:03:24 GMT -5
Kevin pointed out the cryptic message spray-painted on the walls. "Couldn't we just follow the paint? Seems like it'd be a lot easier."
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Post by nintendonut1 on Feb 10, 2009 19:57:55 GMT -5
"...oh?" Peach approached the walls, sliding off one of her gloves. She rubbed a fingertip across the paint, cringing when she brought back a dot of fresh paint. "Ew!" Quickly, she whipped out a hankercheif and wiped it away. "...you're right. It's fresh. Going down that hall, it looks like."
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Post by zerowonder on Feb 11, 2009 16:33:07 GMT -5
Slightly dissapointed in not needing his invention, The Auditor dispatched the laptop into his personal void before conjuring a shotgun with attached flash-light.
"You might want to prepare yourselves, who knows what this sicko has in-store." The Auditor approached the hall-way, lit only by a single flickering lamp. The ka-chuck of the pump and pinging of an empty cartridge echoed down the dark hall, The Auditor scanned the walls with the flash-light for paint trails and signalled the others to follow.
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Post by 42zombies on Feb 19, 2009 16:12:47 GMT -5
(OOC: Sorry I've been gone. Wasn't allowed on the computer.)
Kevin had been about to draw his sword, but paused when he noticed the Audior's gun. He felt a little low-tech now that he thought about it. He followed the Auditor quietly and noticed severeal SWAT officer-corpses grinning ear to ear. He poked one with his boot and continued forward.
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Post by nintendonut1 on Feb 19, 2009 19:26:51 GMT -5
"Ewwww....!" Peach squealed as she stepped over all the corpses, brandishing her frying pan waringly.
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Post by zerowonder on Feb 20, 2009 6:22:04 GMT -5
The Auditor eyed their weapons skeptically.
"Are you serious about fighting with those? I could give you more suitable weapons if you wish"
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Post by 42zombies on Feb 20, 2009 16:16:59 GMT -5
"I've never used a gun before. Besides, weapons won't be any good if he has that gas." Kevin pointed this last fact out almost mockingly. He was beginning to hate this Auditor guy. He hoped they could find the perp and get out quick.
As if a divine force answered their prayers, they found that the paint-trail led to an office. Through the windows, broken lights flickered on and off. A shadow was the only darkness that could be seen from within.
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Post by nintendonut1 on Feb 20, 2009 16:54:00 GMT -5
Peach squeaked in terror. "Omigosh... that's him...!" she squealed quietly, hoping that he hadn't noticed them yet.
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Post by zerowonder on Feb 20, 2009 17:12:48 GMT -5
"Stand back!" The Auditor bashed the door open with the gun's stock and shone the light at the figure.
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Post by 42zombies on Feb 21, 2009 9:41:24 GMT -5
The man still had his clown mask on. On the single security monitor, he was watching an episode of Bozo the Clown. Almost as if answering Peach's wishes, he didn't even realize the group was there until several seconds after they had burst in. He looked at them casually before he talked to them.
"Oh, h-hello. My name's K-Kevin Parker..." As if a child confronted by an angry parent, he looked down, ashamed. "I'm very sorry."
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