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testrun_box2013-10-11 04:45 pm
fabricati_diem_pvnc) wrote in testrun_box2013-10-11 04:45 pm
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Discworld for Save the Earth!
[OOC: Trying to decide between apping Vimes or Angua. Help me decide here. These are both AUs that I'm making up as I go along.]
-Vimes, Action-
Something went wrong. Your house was robbed, you were mugged, your friend was taken hostage in a diner, your house got set fire to. Whatever the reason, the police have arrived to help. Lieutenant Vimes steps out of his car and pulls a cigarette from his pocket as he surveys the situation. "Someone get me up to speed here."
Dare you trust the police? They're supposed to be working for the bad guys, but by reputation Lieutenant Vimes is straight as an arrow.
-Vimes, Network-
The boss man said not to touch ThunderCorp since they hadn't committed any crimes.
Bullshit. There's always a crime. It might not look like one, but it's in there somewhere. I just need to peck away at them until I can figure out what it is.
Unfortunately the police can't go near them right now. So I need to delegate. That's where all of YOU come in.
-Angua, Action-
Ahhhh, nothing like an early morning jog through the park. When you were passing a large mass of pushes, though, you heard someone whisper "PSST!"
She's hidden enough that you can't see clearly but it looks like Angua is crouching naked behind a bush and looking very upset and confused. "Can I borrow your jacket?"
Now that you think about it, wasn't last night a full moon?
-Angua, Network-
I did a thorough search of the area where it happened. Judging by the smells, I'd say our guy was a man in his fourties, maybe around six feet, and overweight. He had been eating at Subways that day, and was probably wearing a green jacket.
-Vimes, Action-
Something went wrong. Your house was robbed, you were mugged, your friend was taken hostage in a diner, your house got set fire to. Whatever the reason, the police have arrived to help. Lieutenant Vimes steps out of his car and pulls a cigarette from his pocket as he surveys the situation. "Someone get me up to speed here."
Dare you trust the police? They're supposed to be working for the bad guys, but by reputation Lieutenant Vimes is straight as an arrow.
-Vimes, Network-
The boss man said not to touch ThunderCorp since they hadn't committed any crimes.
Bullshit. There's always a crime. It might not look like one, but it's in there somewhere. I just need to peck away at them until I can figure out what it is.
Unfortunately the police can't go near them right now. So I need to delegate. That's where all of YOU come in.
-Angua, Action-
Ahhhh, nothing like an early morning jog through the park. When you were passing a large mass of pushes, though, you heard someone whisper "PSST!"
She's hidden enough that you can't see clearly but it looks like Angua is crouching naked behind a bush and looking very upset and confused. "Can I borrow your jacket?"
Now that you think about it, wasn't last night a full moon?
-Angua, Network-
I did a thorough search of the area where it happened. Judging by the smells, I'd say our guy was a man in his fourties, maybe around six feet, and overweight. He had been eating at Subways that day, and was probably wearing a green jacket.