Buggering fucking hell, I hate these telly-fun things. Not even a proper amount of buttons on it or anything, how does this even w-

[The device's audio feed cuts out before the video turns on with a closeup of... An ear. What were you expecting, he thinks it's a telephone or some shite. Anyway. He pulls it back to stare at it with a disappointed ( Read more... )

[GREETINGS, DENIZENS OF THE FOREST. Murphy has figured out her own communicator. She's calm, brisk, and speaks as though she expects her listeners to fall into line.]Sergeant Karrin Murphy. Chicago Police Department, though not all of your are going to know what that means, I'm guessing. What I know for sure is this-there are several groups of us, ( Read more... )