acquest: (and it is tearing up your souls)

Re: STAGE: MURDERING THE TIME

[personal profile] acquest 2013-01-19 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ MOTHERFUCKER.

that he doesn't die unless someone hits his fucking symbol: A BIT OF A BAD THING RIGHT NOW. DOUBLES OVER, HACKING BLOOD AND TIGHTENS THAT CHAIN COMPULSIVELY UNTIL

PLEASE GET MY FUCKING HAND ALREADY

—okay yes there you go ]

Re: STAGE: MURDERING THE TIME

[personal profile] remarch 2013-01-19 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[-- > The afterlife welcomes you, Shark.

The detective looks over at the Dame, while the corpse slowly fades away, leaving only a bloodstain and two dropped labels: Toothy and Trophy Wife.]
adisaster: (to dispel; blame it on the day)

Re: STAGE: MURDERING THE TIME

[personal profile] adisaster 2013-01-19 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[...

w.... welp]

Did that fit your instructions?

Re: STAGE: MURDERING THE TIME

[personal profile] remarch 2013-01-19 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)


The dame, with queenly demeanor, inquires over her missing guard. But what can I say? They don't breed them smart, these days. It must be something in the rain.

Is she done in here, I can only wonder. Time's ticking on, and the city's no place for anyone at night.
adisaster: (pic#5313068)

Re: STAGE: MURDERING THE TIME

[personal profile] adisaster 2013-01-19 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[I WILL TAKE THAT AS A CUE TO LEAVE

... picking up those labels first tho before heading out]

Re: STAGE: MURDERING THE TIME

[personal profile] remarch 2013-01-19 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[-->You're kicked back to stage select the moment you strut out those doors.

The bunny pops up for a moment, goes "I will now restore your gea- Oh. You."

And disappears.

You keep the red dress.]