Abyss Guest Post: Day 14
Welcome to the last day of Abyss! This is where guest writers can have their characters post to the network. These posts will be handled the same way as any other post to the network, but we'll keep them grouped together for everyone's sanity.
All guest characters arrived in Abyss with a communicator that resembles a Blackberry. These ( Read more... )
All guest characters arrived in Abyss with a communicator that resembles a Blackberry. These ( Read more... )
What is this weird-ass contraption, and moreover, where am I.
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[PI, PFPI, PPPI and FPI all tip their hats.]
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[He looks at least a bit better knowing another part of TEAM SLUETH is here.]
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Abyss? Facility?
They ain't seen nothing like TEAM SLUETH. Business face!]
It's pretty wild, Sleuth. I escaped a savage beating from a goon with a TV antenna, but that's just the surface. This whole place is nothing but crooks and others in the same jam as us-we've been dragged to a place called the Abyss, by some interdimensional scientists. Dick is here too.
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So another city where the greased wheels of criminal upkeep are trying to crush good-natured fellas like us underneath. Led by some hokey scientific wackjobs. Sounds like a problem, but hell if we ain't solved problems before. S'good Dick's here, we can do anything as a team.
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[He'll follow you forever, PS. You're a swell guy!]
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[Slueth is welcome to have you, PI. you're a cool dude.]
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[And he conjures up a Carndy Bar. It's like a candy bar but it's a car. And he's gettin' in! In that weird way that they always know where the others are, he Vrooms on over!]
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Goddam Slueth was hard-boiled. PI briefly wishes he was nearly as hard-boiled as his two companions, but he just was too soft. Possibly soft-boiled, under his peely shell the sweet goo of politeness instead of the tangy solid yolk of his friends. He can't even smoke without coughing. But he still pops open the door for his buddy.]
Slueth.
[The clones, who are all floating behind the confectionery automobile wave, but try not to draw attention to themselves. Things could get confusing like that.]
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[Slueth puts out the cigarette - in hard-boiled yet tasteful respect to his friend -, flicking the ashes away as he gets in the car.]
So you've been here a bit before I got here. Anything we should be working on first once we wrangle Dick?
[He's ready to make shit happen. You can hear something jingle at his side - a ring of keys.]
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PI wonders if he could imagine up some rain. Nah.
If you have to try for it, it's just not right. It'll rain just when it needs to rain.]
It looks to me that there's a gang of crooks around here who have it in for us types-you could even say they're our natural enemies. They call themselves the Midnight Crew. But they're not the big potatoes around here-if we want to get out, there's these follows, called The Doctors, and their bosses-The Consortium. They're the ones who should be at the top of the list.
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We got any clue if these Midnight Crew folks are hired by the wackjob scientists? It seems to me these guys are the type to hire goons to their dirty work like that.
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[PI taps the collar around his neck.]
They've got these collars too. What I've pieced together so far tells me that if you've got a collar, you're a 'rat.' That's what they call the people trapped here-like a lab right, you see?
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So even the criminals around here are 'rats', forced to play this little game of back and forth table tennis by the mad scientists. So even if we went and checked them out, we'd be no closer to these deadly Doctors and Consortium crackpots.
Any idea what their MO is, Pickle? Or are we just here for their sick amusement?
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[PI makes over dramatic hand movements as he steers, crossing his arms about three times for every corner. It looks cooler that way.]
It looks like there's been people here a lot longer than us, Sleuth, and their info says they're experimenting to play with people's minds. 'Break' us average joes.
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