Abyss Guest Post: Day 14

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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

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[Video] YOU ASKED AND YOU SHALL RECIEVE.

[firesofcharisma]

[There seems to be someone fumbling with the device, trying to figure out how it works. Despite his confusion, he's able to put on a HARD BOILED face as he looks into the thing.]

What is this weird-ass contraption, and moreover, where am I.

[In Person]

[firesofcharisma]

Like it's always been and always will be. Slueths and Crooks warring over a crumbling city.

[PS seems almost relaxed with this hardcore Pickle driving. Almost like it's day to day for him. What he does not look relaxed with, however, is PI's explanation.]

Break us? These guys sound like a sick, twisted lot. Reduce us average joes to a bunch of gibbering messes? How long have some of these fols been here?

[In Person]

[acedick]

[Suddenly the car runs over Ace Dick.

Assholes.]

[In Person]

[picklerightnow]

[Oh damn.

PI really should have been paying attention, but as usual, he wasn't paying attention.

He stops dead a few feet from Dick, staring straight ahead, a bead of sweat running down his face.]

...Ut-oh.

[In Person] oh god i can't breathe

[firesofcharisma]

[...Well that certaintly stunned Slueth into silence. Sure, he was expecting to run into Dick. But not that way.]

[In Person]

[acedick]

[Thankfully, Ace Dick is a master of the famed AUTOMOBILE-PARRY maneuver, and only got crushed a little.

He gets up and dusts himself off, glaring daggers at Sleuth and Pickles and swigging his booze]

Hey, uh, fuck, what the fuck are you two doin', uh. Ow.

[In Person]

[picklerightnow]

[PI opens a window and pops his head out.]

Uh...We're looking for you, Dick.

[In Person]

[firesofcharisma]

[Slueth opens and leans out the other window.]

Pickle's giving me the rundown on this place we all wound up in while looking for you.

[In Person]

[acedick]

Where'd you get the wheels?

[In Person]

[picklerightnow]

[It's a candy bar with wheels, Dick. Where do you THINK it came from?]

Uh. Me.

You want to get in, Dick?

[Not like they have anywhere to go, but PI was starting to like the atmosphere in here.]

[In Person]

[firesofcharisma]

[Atmosphere was part of the great parts of being a detective. The mystery, the intrigue, but the classy attitude was the icing on this noir cake. He waves Dick in, for him to take up if he so chooses.]

[In Person]

[acedick]

[Dick shrugs and walks over to the car, trying to stuff himself into the back door. It's a difficult task for a Dick of his sizable girth- he's the biggest Dick in town, after all- but eventually he manages to cram himself in like a good Dick and settles down in the back seat]

[In Person]

[picklerightnow]

[PI is bumped and oofed as Dick squeezes in, but once he settles down, the tall one gets a tiny little smile.]

It's good to be together again.

[And then he drives off, nice and smooth.]

Where were we?

[In Person]

[firesofcharisma]

[The three Sleuths together again. It was nice.]

We were talking about those poor saps who have been here for a while now. How long have they been here and how much has the place gotten to 'em?

[Video]

[hatefulbathetic]

AH FUCKIN' HELL WE DIDN'T NEED MORE OF YOU SLEUTH FUCKERS IN HERE.

[Video]

[firesofcharisma]

Any more? You referrin' to Pickle and Ace?

And just who're you?