Apr 23, 2009 21:16
[Preoccupied male voice, almost more murmuring to himself.]
Neat little thing. This is one hell of a movie promotion.
[Clearing his throat and speaking in a normal voice.]
I recommend losing the abduction bit. Cause this iiiiis... New York. I don't think I clocked out, bought a plane ticket, and traveled cross country all in a fugue state? And I don't think Grissom's going to accept that as an explanation.
[Screen flickers on: oh hello Greg! You look in your mid to late twenties with messy, brown-blond hair, brown eyes, and a perturbed expression. Also, the official-looking CSI vest. In the background is the MAC.]
Sooo, my cellphone doesn't work, my credit cards don't work, and you guys talk about superheroes an awful lot. It's as if I've been zapped to a Twilight Zone-esque city where I'm fictional and superheroes are real. Confirm/deny, please. Before the music starts playing.
ooc :: Greg is a geek, so if you don't want to be fourth walled, just say so!
† greg sanders | n/a