[ooc: For those that are unaware of The Boondock Saints or haven’t seen the movie and if you haven’t shame on you,
here's a good clip that showcases their personalities. And Connor’s endless love of rope.]
[Even before he's opened his eyes, Murphy knows already that something's not right - it's cold, still...and quiet. Way too quiet. Opening his
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Unfortunately, Abax is all anyone who's going to answer this has been given to go on. And it's closer to horror than science fiction, if you're assigning genres.
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[At first, the boys are too busy still wrestling each other, various obscenities in various languages being tossed back and forth. The sudden sound of a third voice in room makes Murphy look around, probably earning a lucky hit from his brother for becoming distracted. He only manages to catch the last of Shepards sentence. Shoving Connor back....]
Shut the fuck up will ya? Did'ja hear tha'..?
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[Yeah, Murphy definitely got a good hit to his temple, but over the years the brother's managed to make it not hurt each other too badly. When Murphy shoves him back he scowls.]
I didn't hear anythin' - yer hearing shit again.
[Another smack to the back of the head.]
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Fuck you! I'm tellin' ya I heard somethin', not that I could hear anythin' with ya yellin' in me fuckin' ear!
[SPEAK SHEPARD, LEST YOU BE KNOWN AS THE PHANTOM THAT MAYBE SPOKE BUT ALSO MAY NOT HAVE]
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[Why hello. Have an alien. Star Trek might not be too far off...]
Primitive communication device broadcasting. Open to all current residents of Abax. Unclear how we arrived here. Location of Abax also uncertain. Appears to separate from home universes.
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[Connor gets a nice kick to the head and then he stops too, perking up and peering over at his freezer, to a device on the floor that was broadcasting the same as Murphy's.]
Th'fuckin'... fuck...
[Crawling over to it in his nice paper gown you can see right through, have fun with that Mordin he picks it up...]
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[And he stares.]
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Murph', just what the fuck is goin' on? You seein' this shit?
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You're in a city called Abax, and you were taken by an unknown factor. So neither of you are the cause of this. [He may have the tone of a long suffering father. But whatever.]
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Shut yer trap fer a minute would'ja?
[Taking a few steps forward, Murphy soon notices the phone on the floor; even though he doesn't know that that's what it is, he's pretty fuckin' sure he just heard it talk. Picking it up, he presses a few buttons here and there, eventually talking into it and hoping for the best]
'Unknown factor'? The fuck's that meant ta mean? An' who the fuck're you?
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Exactly what it sounds like. Something brought us here and we have no idea what it is or who it is. We just woke in the morgue like you; some on the tables, some in body bags, and some in the freezers.
My name is Altaïr. You both are?
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[That doesn't make a single bit of sense to him, but then again, he's in a morgue. If you're going for 'surreal', might as well go the whole way]
'We'? How many people're here exactly..?
Murphy Macmanus. An' this is me brother, Connor
[Gesturing to Connor]
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Nope, you were right the first time. It's sci-fi, crazy land.
[ Shouldn't laugh, but CAN'T HELP IT. ]
I'm guessing you're in the freezer. Got anybody coming to pick you up?
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[Oh, you're talking to him? What are these crazy devices in future land. Cell phones are not this teeny from where they're from.]
Th'fuck is with all these people talking at the same time? Who are you?
[He's not in the freezer anymore, he's sitting next to his brother with his balls practically on the inside of his body thanks to how fucking cold it is in here.]
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Well, you kind of broadcast a whole lot of pissed off cursing, and some violence to the whole city. Kind of hard to miss.
And I'm Kurosaki Ichigo. You can call me Ichigo if you want, though.
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I'm Connor. This is Murphy. [Small gesture in the vague direction of the other moodfest over there.]
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As others have pointed out, you have become the newest guests to the courtesy of the city of Abax. Welcome, you'll be needing clothes, I take it?
[Hello boys, have a petite god of death.]
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[Murphy's sat on the table when another message comes through. Eventually, he finds the right button add responds, though he doesn't sound like the happiest bunny alive; he's freezing, he's hungry, and he's dying for a smoke]
It's fuckin' freezin' in here. What do you think?
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Be nice to the young lady, Murph'. She's bein' hospitable.
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[Now, to Connor, because you look like you're reasonable.]
What sizes do the both of you wear?
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