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capeandcowllogs2012-02-22 11:53 pm
enigmaestro) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-02-22 11:53 pm
Entry tags:
- *open,
- edward nygma | riddler,
- eridan ampora | prince of hope,
- jack bauer | man of the hour,
- norman osborn | the green goblin,
- ruka | gallitrap,
- tony stark | iron man,
- † carol danvers | captain marvel,
- † clint barton | hawkeye,
- † doctor zoidberg | the lovable tramp,
- † hikaru sulu | lieutenant badass,
- † joel weinberg | houston,
- † loki laufeyson | n/a,
- † max gibson | batwoman,
- † michael lane | azrael,
- † nymphadora tonks | badger,
- † shahrazad al-rahman | the benevolent,
- † sherlock holmes | the consultant,
- † tom marvolo riddle | lord voldemort,
- † vic sage | the question
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.
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.
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"You humans have an interesting theory," He said finally, evenly, "About survival instincts. That given a predator - given a risk- you will naturally choose one of two options. Fight, or Flight."
His eyes finally met hers, his face stony.
"When only one of the two options exist, only one of the two options can be taken."
"And I don't have wings."
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Her hand, fingers curled, pressed against the glass.
"I wish we could have given you wings."