enigmaestro: (Srsly noble posing here.)
Edward Nygma ([personal profile] enigmaestro) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2012-02-22 11:53 pm

The mate to a key and lips to a secret.

WHO: SKRULLOCK HOLMES, TONY STARK, EDWARD NYGMA, NORMAN OSBORN, DR. JOHN ZOIDBERG and YOU!
WHERE: The Quarantine Room.
WHEN: February 22nd (evening) to February 24th (afternoon).
WARNINGS: None necessarily? Bickering doesn't merit a warning.
SUMMARY: Skrulls in the dungeon. Well, one anyway.
FORMAT: I'll introduce the setting in paragraph, but you choose what format you prefer.


The area for the quarantined is spacious and clean. Although technically under police custody, the room is established in a large auditorium of City Hall. There are five walled 'dividers' that offer the quarantined the semblance of privacy. Never mind that every inch of the room is taped on camera -- cameras that Mitchell Hundred can control with a word. Never mind that there are armed guards on the other wise of each exit. Never mind that the communicators of the quarantined have been disabled from encryption capabilities.

They were allowed a bed. Access to any bathroom was to be monitored. Meals would be provided. They were handcuffed but not leglocked. If any of the number disagreed with their situation, heavier imprisonment was negotiable.

The quarantined were to be questioned by those in authority, or those who were experts on Skrull detection. Or those who thought they were.

ooc || begin a thread with your character name in the heading. anyone can tag into your thread, including other quarantined individuals.
liverletdie: (Iron Man | Don't even try it)

[personal profile] liverletdie 2012-02-23 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ His eyebrows rose, and he considered. There were things that needed to be done, but they were things that he couldn't trust others with. Not even ghost. What could he ask him to do? ]

You know what I want done, Ghost. Find them. That's the only thing you can do right now that'll do us any good. Find each and every one of them, and then do what needs to be done. [ His voice was low, quiet. Not quite a whisper, but enough of one. ]

That's what you can do for me.
hacktivist: (gentlemen)

[personal profile] hacktivist 2012-02-24 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Is that all. [not a tall order in the least.]

You're in detainment. Batwoman is badly hurt. Karla has not checked in with me in days--I fear the worst. Sherlock is a prisoner, along with Candy, and whichever Skrulls have successfully integrated with us.

[Ever the fatalist, his words were nonetheless calm and factual, devoid of emotional investment in his own possible replacement.]

I have few allies left.
liverletdie: (Iron Man | I cannot process this)

[personal profile] liverletdie 2012-02-24 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't sigh, he doesn't do anything, he sits on the edge of his cot, and he leans forward, then he steepled his cuffed hands together. ]

That doesn't sound like the Ghost that I know, have you gone soft? What happened to the Ghost on the lam, who was willing to come after me, come hell or high water? You've given me a run for my money, you know. If there's anyone who can do it on their own, it's you. You're the one who found the first skrull on your own, don't tell me you can't do this on your own, because you're one of the few people I know can.
hacktivist: (every fresh contusion)

[personal profile] hacktivist 2012-02-25 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
[he looks down, for a fraction of a second. When he looks back up he sounds a little amused.] You give interesting motivational talks, Mr. Stark.