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capeandcowl2008-12-04 02:15 am
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006 - twisted shawshank - [video post]
[A brief moment of darkness, which resolves itself into an image of Wolverine, viewed from below, as if the camera is resting on the ground. There's a black shape in one corner of the screen, which is probably a thumbprint on the lens.
He's lit from behind and to one side by a great deal of yellow and orange light, and it's not hard to make out the tatters of his clothes; the grisly patches of healing skin; the glint of metal bone at his jaw and shoulder. He looks like he's been dragged through a meat grinder. Where his eyes used to be are jagged pools of shadow. There's a lot of blood. It's not a pretty sight. He's supporting himself on his hands above the communicator, and doesn't seem to have realised that he's recording a video instead of a voice post.]
Bullseye [his voice is thick, and there's a liquid sound to the ends of his words] and.. Carnage.. nngh.. fuck.. [he drops his head, panting, strings of bloody saliva hanging from his mouth] escaped. Blew up half th' damn.. th' damn prison. Tried trackin' 'em but.. couldn't. Cut out my fuckin' eyes. Can't concentrate. Think they were headed west but.. could be.. rrghh.. anywhere. Had a guy helpin' 'em. Red.. red skin. Dreadlocks. Smelled like disease. Dangerous.. all of 'em. Rrrr.. damn, I -- [He drops to one elbow, blocking the light so the image is almost completely dark.] Don't.. do anythin' stupid.
[There's a brief scuffing noise, like Wolverine's put his hand over the communicator, and then the video cuts off.]
[OOC: Wolvie won't be answering comments because he's all passed out in a pool of his own blood. Thanks, boys!]
He's lit from behind and to one side by a great deal of yellow and orange light, and it's not hard to make out the tatters of his clothes; the grisly patches of healing skin; the glint of metal bone at his jaw and shoulder. He looks like he's been dragged through a meat grinder. Where his eyes used to be are jagged pools of shadow. There's a lot of blood. It's not a pretty sight. He's supporting himself on his hands above the communicator, and doesn't seem to have realised that he's recording a video instead of a voice post.]
Bullseye [his voice is thick, and there's a liquid sound to the ends of his words] and.. Carnage.. nngh.. fuck.. [he drops his head, panting, strings of bloody saliva hanging from his mouth] escaped. Blew up half th' damn.. th' damn prison. Tried trackin' 'em but.. couldn't. Cut out my fuckin' eyes. Can't concentrate. Think they were headed west but.. could be.. rrghh.. anywhere. Had a guy helpin' 'em. Red.. red skin. Dreadlocks. Smelled like disease. Dangerous.. all of 'em. Rrrr.. damn, I -- [He drops to one elbow, blocking the light so the image is almost completely dark.] Don't.. do anythin' stupid.
[There's a brief scuffing noise, like Wolverine's put his hand over the communicator, and then the video cuts off.]
[OOC: Wolvie won't be answering comments because he's all passed out in a pool of his own blood. Thanks, boys!]
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Can you heal? If not, I'm coming over there as soon as I can.
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( Voice )
( Voice )
( Voice )
*A heavy sigh and a soft curse in German under his breathe*
All right.
( Voice )
( Voice )
*A pause as a horn blasts, followed by shouting nearby.*
I'm heading toward home. I'll meet you halfway. We'll go from there.
( Voice ) god i fail at responding to everything
[quietly] Don't you dare get hurt.
( Voice ) so do i; i have taaaags and stuff
[Voice]
[voice]
Logan? Logan! Oh my God, Logan. Shit, I -- Logan.
[brb throwing up.]
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{Private :: Mello}
{Private :: Lupin}
{Private :: Mello}
Which means either Wolverine is going to need a heavy dose of anti-viral medicine or his power lets him recover on his own we're going to need what's in him.
{Private :: Lupin}
{Private :: Mello}
Besides I'd bet even money we've seen this sicko's work before tonight.
{Private :: Lupin}
The hospital, or what?
{Private :: Mello}
And yes. The easiest way to figure who committed a crime is to figure out who benefits. Up until now the St. Mercy's Massacre seemed senseless because no one stood to benefit. Now we have a guy who claims he's a Virus...
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I'm coming.
[voice]
It must be my lucky day! Karma gets ya quick.
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It sounds like others are coming, I'll be there as well... soon.
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I'll be on the lookout, man...
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The dopamine.I'm on it.