Constable George Crabtree (
19centconstable) wrote2012-04-21 08:35 pm
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Case #49: Video
[George makes his way through a dark hallway, his comm held in front of him, filming and illuminating his face as he walks. The result isn't quite night vision, but it's similar. It is 2am, and George speaks gravely, but excitedly.]
My name is George Crabtree. I have always believed in ghosts, because my aunt once...well, it's a rather long story, involving my uncle and a jacket, and I will recount it some other time. I am currently aboard the...spaced station whose name I can not pronounce, which appears to have gone into some sort of lock down. Approximately one hour ago, I found myself plagued by a feeling of unease, and a series of unexplained voices, so I have set out on a quest in the hopes of capturing what I have heard on my communicator. I am joined only by my fellow Barge inhabitants who chose to disembark at this port, although I am not entire sure whom that is or where they might be. I can only hope that they do not creep up behind me in the dark, as that would be terribly startling. Nevertheless, I vow to spend the entire night traversing these highly active paranormal hallways. With any luck, I will capture some sort of irrefutable evidence of haunting, and in the process have a rollicking adventure. ...Perhaps, some kind of "ghost adventure"...
[George smiles at his own ingenuity, but a sound from off-screen causes him to freeze, and breathlessly ask:]
Ohmygoodness. What was that?
[George is wandering the station's hallways. Feel free to contact him via comm, or run into him in person and become part of his raw, extreme, Barge Adventures. TALKING LOUDLY.]
My name is George Crabtree. I have always believed in ghosts, because my aunt once...well, it's a rather long story, involving my uncle and a jacket, and I will recount it some other time. I am currently aboard the...spaced station whose name I can not pronounce, which appears to have gone into some sort of lock down. Approximately one hour ago, I found myself plagued by a feeling of unease, and a series of unexplained voices, so I have set out on a quest in the hopes of capturing what I have heard on my communicator. I am joined only by my fellow Barge inhabitants who chose to disembark at this port, although I am not entire sure whom that is or where they might be. I can only hope that they do not creep up behind me in the dark, as that would be terribly startling. Nevertheless, I vow to spend the entire night traversing these highly active paranormal hallways. With any luck, I will capture some sort of irrefutable evidence of haunting, and in the process have a rollicking adventure. ...Perhaps, some kind of "ghost adventure"...
[George smiles at his own ingenuity, but a sound from off-screen causes him to freeze, and breathlessly ask:]
Ohmygoodness. What was that?
[George is wandering the station's hallways. Feel free to contact him via comm, or run into him in person and become part of his raw, extreme, Barge Adventures. TALKING LOUDLY.]
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I imagine it is very lonely for them. At least we have bodies and can be seen and heard.
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But surely they can see and hear each other?
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Have you made a study of Kardec?
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I'm afraid I haven't. What is it?
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That was neither of us.
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That is an excellent idea! ...What shall we ask them to say yes or no to?
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Oh, great spirits, or just one spirit, whom I am sure is also excellent, will you knock once if there is but one of you here?
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Eh? Oh. One...two...
[Dracula struggles to tell himself that this is normal and he should not scoop up the nice young policeman and fly for it.]
[The screen keeps jumping rapidly. It is either random...or there are a lot of ghosts.]
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That is...a lot of spirits.
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They need to stop touching me.
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I suppose...we ought to ask if they mean us harm, but I'm not sure I would like to know.
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Hrmph. If they meant us harm they would not have allowed us to group up before attacking, I suspect.
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[George gives the air a disapproving look. ...Or did he just wink at it? So hard to say.]
I don't know. They might be looking to take out two birds with one stone. Although I've never understood what the good of that was: I can't imagine a situation where one would be short of stones...
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[He shrugs. The screen jumps three times.] Tell them one jump for yes, two for no.
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[spam] /BRB dying
[spam] Who will be Slimer?