WHO: Goliath and any and all cops and cop-affiliated detectivey types that might be around
WHERE: 1 Police Plaza
WHEN: After Sundown
WARNINGS: Swear words likely
SUMMARY: Goliath needs more CR. Er, Goliath comes into the police station, and we witness a SLICE OF LIFE of how things actually work at the station. THIS IS A CHANCE FOR COPS TO HOB-KNOB WITH EACH OTHER. It can be a slow night - fewer crimes in the holiday season, maybe.
FORMAT: Whichever
Let's be careful out there. Sun has set over the city, which is the harbinger of gargoyles walking through the front door of One Police Plaza, the big headquarters that used to house all the commissioners and bureaucrats of the police department, which has been converted into sort of a dingy precinct for the small handful of police officers that actually feel the need to work in this lawless town.
Goliath's entrance is like clockwork, and it is often the same procedure. He steps in, surveys the lay of the land, and then heads to the bulletin boards and the big computer screen plugged into the comm network to check for updates, new warnings and threats and, as he always hopes, any of the day's successes.