Dana, if we can talk for a minute I would like to ask you a question about your dreams...
What did the man in the black duster look like? These nightmares you consistently have, is almost exactly what transpired here. You need to think real hard.
Blade Runner Mafia Day One: A Dead Lawyer (MAFIA/SERIAL)
Several neighbors peeked out of their windows or stood on their balcony to watch the scene playing out on the sidewalk below. Three medics moved the dead body of Vera Staton, wrapped up in a gray, slightly bloody sheet, into their ambulance and drove off, but their sirens did not wail and the medics were clearly in no particular hurry. More interesting to the neighbors than the removal of the body, though, was the loud and angry Russian police officer pacing furiously and occasionally bellowing into her phone. Unfortunatly for the viewers, the conversation was fairly one sided and consisted mostly of long pauses interrupted by short barks of cursing and complaint. After hanging up her phone and apparently resisting the temptation to dash it to bits on the ground, the police officer jumped into her hovercraft.
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“She’s gone. God that was too close. We’ll have to be more careful next time.â€Â
“Dead is dead. We killed her, no one saw, end of story.â€Â
“She was still breathing when we ran off!â€Â
“She bled to death. It doesn’t matter. We’ll do better next time.â€Â
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damn noise can’t sleep in this place no rest anywhere cops making too much noise there goes the big one now bye bye big lady you don’t know who killed the lawyer you’ll never know but the lawyer was an android dumb cop didn’t know the lawyer was going to kill me always watching me trying to get me alone I’ll showed her though thought I was going to help her blood everywhere I helped her alright helped her drown in her own blood but there’s still more after me gotta kill them all too loud in here they all need to shut up I’ll kill them all
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Okay, this was a combo mafia hit and serial kill. First vote is tonight, first SKIDS comes after the vote.
Aramous
21 years ago
Rasberry
21 years ago
Dana stared out the window at the woman laying on the stretcher. She couldn't deny the simularities. She imagined that if they pulled back that blood stained sheet her own mothers face would be staring back up at her.
"Do they know what happened to her yet?" She whispered to Madcow. "Was it them?"
She held tightly to Muffin, her hands running nimbly over his fur, but her eyes never left the stretcher as they wheeled it into the waiting ambulance. "I saw one once, when I was younger..."
"Do they know what happened to her yet?" She whispered to Madcow. "Was it them?"
She held tightly to Muffin, her hands running nimbly over his fur, but her eyes never left the stretcher as they wheeled it into the waiting ambulance. "I saw one once, when I was younger..."
Mileron
21 years ago
The sirens provided an eerie counterpoint to Collin's work as he resealed the main servoplate to the robotic turtle.
Why someone would want a robotic turtle, and not, say, a frog or bird, he couldn't figure out.
Repacking his tools, he stashed them inside the cavity he cut into his mattress - all five centimeters of it - and powered on the turtle.
The brief robotic voice indicated all systems were nominal, and he set it to sleep while he contacted the owner.
After the call, he stepped out into the hallway, closing his door behind him, and moved to the window at the end of the hall.
Police hovercraft and ambulance sat in mid-air like hummingbirds - the ones he'd seen in holovids - then slowly rose into the sky.
He shook his head and turned back to his apartment.
Why someone would want a robotic turtle, and not, say, a frog or bird, he couldn't figure out.
Repacking his tools, he stashed them inside the cavity he cut into his mattress - all five centimeters of it - and powered on the turtle.
The brief robotic voice indicated all systems were nominal, and he set it to sleep while he contacted the owner.
After the call, he stepped out into the hallway, closing his door behind him, and moved to the window at the end of the hall.
Police hovercraft and ambulance sat in mid-air like hummingbirds - the ones he'd seen in holovids - then slowly rose into the sky.
He shook his head and turned back to his apartment.
Vulash
21 years ago
Marcus paused at the scene and watched dumbfounded for a few minutes as he came in from another long day at work. Finally shaking he head and muttering profanities he turned and went inside to get a beer.
Larene_Stormfire
21 years ago
Polarn was returning home from work when she saw the police and ambulance hovercrafts, racing inside, she fumbled with the lock on her door. praying that her Shosho was alright.
ROzbeans
21 years ago
Caitlinn slowly walked outside and stood over the blood on the sidewalk. She could hear her neighbors shuffling about in the balconies above her. She tilted her head to the side and looked at the chalk image on the ground. Nudging the outline with the toe of her boot, it mingled with the blood puddle. Looking up into the sky, past her neighbors she searched.
'Eh, the rain will wash it away.' She shoved her hands into her pockets and walked slowly back into the apartment building.
'Eh, the rain will wash it away.' She shoved her hands into her pockets and walked slowly back into the apartment building.
Aramous
21 years ago
Speaking in a low tone, for he knows something has bothered Dana" I am not exactly sure" "You seem distraught young lady. Is everything ok?"
"By the way, my name is Madcow." as he reaches over to shake the young ladies hand who seemd to be upset over something.
RasberryTart
Dana stared out the window at the woman laying on the stretcher. She couldn't deny the simularities. She imagined that if they pulled back that blood stained sheet her own mothers face would be staring back up at her.
"Do they know what happened to her yet?" She whispered to Madcow. "Was it them?"
She held tightly to Muffin, her hands running nimbly over his fur, but her eyes never left the stretcher as they wheeled it into the waiting ambulance. "I saw one once, when I was younger..."
Speaking in a low tone, for he knows something has bothered Dana" I am not exactly sure" "You seem distraught young lady. Is everything ok?"
"By the way, my name is Madcow." as he reaches over to shake the young ladies hand who seemd to be upset over something.
Geeii
21 years ago
The day had started like any other: A shower, some coffee, some violent shuddering from withdrawl. Then a shave and out the door for work.
Right? Wrong.
As people gathered whispering in hushed voices that couldn't quite mask the agitation and morbid excitement that spread like blood on pavement, Tyler peered through the crowd at the cold body lying there.
'Hey Tyler! Wait up!' came a voice from behind. Turning, I saw it was Julie. I didn't know that she would become my wife. I didn't know we would move to Mars. I didn't know she would leave me yet.
'Oh, yeah, hey how is it going?!' I replied, actign a bit smooth. She was the most beautiful and promising student in the biotech college, and as I was studying pyschology and medicine at the time - we did seem to match quite well.
'Good! Slow down will ya!?' she exclaimed as she panted towards me. 'How did you do on that test?'
'Oh, I don't know, OK I guess,' I replied, getting a bit nervous. I hate when people do this. This isn't going to turn out well, I just know it.
'No, really, what did you get, I won't tell I promise,' she said, and gave that cute little wink she always did. Oh fine, guess it couldn't hurt.
'I aced it.' I said, a bit embarressed.
'WHAT?! <Okay I guess>?! You have got to be kidding me, almost everyone was talking about how hard it was. I studied for hours and only got a B+. Tyler, you are amazing!'
Sure I was
Just like back in school Tyer thought as he shuffled his way past. I labored for hours of cadavers, doing autopsies and mock surgeries. Those days were long gone. I had moved on, to philosophy. I yearned to answer the questions that transcended a single life. Those questions that arose within us all, and as such were greater then even us.
Wish I could have gotten here sooner he thought as he made his way past. Maybe I could have helped her.
'Well, they look to be killing themselves, finally,' he said to nobody in particular.
'Indeed dear doctor', Caitlinn turned her head slightly to look at the doctor, 'but will they choose wisely in the future?'
'That always is the question isn't it? Things have heated up. It's almost like summer. Just have to sit back and watch the fireworks. Or maybe this is all of our finale,' Tyler said as he nodded back. Tyler liked Caitlinn for some reason. She had a mystery about her. There was a past she was hiding, he was sure, but her straightfoward way of doign things was attractive to him. It seems she too had her fair share of life.
'Do your detective work, my friend, and I will study up on some of my old books. I might be needing to use a bit of my schooling after all - even if it is to help a doomed race,' said the jaded, scruffy intellictual, hiding from the truth in the midst of it.
Right? Wrong.
As people gathered whispering in hushed voices that couldn't quite mask the agitation and morbid excitement that spread like blood on pavement, Tyler peered through the crowd at the cold body lying there.
'Hey Tyler! Wait up!' came a voice from behind. Turning, I saw it was Julie. I didn't know that she would become my wife. I didn't know we would move to Mars. I didn't know she would leave me yet.
'Oh, yeah, hey how is it going?!' I replied, actign a bit smooth. She was the most beautiful and promising student in the biotech college, and as I was studying pyschology and medicine at the time - we did seem to match quite well.
'Good! Slow down will ya!?' she exclaimed as she panted towards me. 'How did you do on that test?'
'Oh, I don't know, OK I guess,' I replied, getting a bit nervous. I hate when people do this. This isn't going to turn out well, I just know it.
'No, really, what did you get, I won't tell I promise,' she said, and gave that cute little wink she always did. Oh fine, guess it couldn't hurt.
'I aced it.' I said, a bit embarressed.
'WHAT?! <Okay I guess>?! You have got to be kidding me, almost everyone was talking about how hard it was. I studied for hours and only got a B+. Tyler, you are amazing!'
Sure I was
Just like back in school Tyer thought as he shuffled his way past. I labored for hours of cadavers, doing autopsies and mock surgeries. Those days were long gone. I had moved on, to philosophy. I yearned to answer the questions that transcended a single life. Those questions that arose within us all, and as such were greater then even us.
Wish I could have gotten here sooner he thought as he made his way past. Maybe I could have helped her.
'Well, they look to be killing themselves, finally,' he said to nobody in particular.
'Indeed dear doctor', Caitlinn turned her head slightly to look at the doctor, 'but will they choose wisely in the future?'
'That always is the question isn't it? Things have heated up. It's almost like summer. Just have to sit back and watch the fireworks. Or maybe this is all of our finale,' Tyler said as he nodded back. Tyler liked Caitlinn for some reason. She had a mystery about her. There was a past she was hiding, he was sure, but her straightfoward way of doign things was attractive to him. It seems she too had her fair share of life.
'Do your detective work, my friend, and I will study up on some of my old books. I might be needing to use a bit of my schooling after all - even if it is to help a doomed race,' said the jaded, scruffy intellictual, hiding from the truth in the midst of it.
Aziyade
21 years ago
The violence of it made Anabel physically sick. She fled to the roof of the building to try and escape the horrible, tumultuous thoughts and emotions that threatened to engulf her. Who could have done such a thing? Who could have left that poor woman to bleed to death on the pavement?
pharren
21 years ago
Three months had passed since Simon's "Occupational Relocation" back to Earth from the colonies. And not just Earth, but the slums. It looked like the outskirts of the light-industry section of the city, but he couldn't say for sure. Everything on Earth looks the same now... grey. Dusty. Dead.
He hadn't heard from Susan - what he supposed he could call his secretary, appointed by the Lucas Corporation - in almost two weeks. Not that there was much to discuss. It turned out noone knew exactly WHY the Lucas Corporation had relocated one of their top runway models to a remote and desolate area of the run-down laregely abandoned city, and there was much beaurocracy and "paperwork" involved with getting a re-relocation. It was easy to get lost in the electronic paper-trail in a company as large as LucasCorp, the largest fashion/makeup development firm both in the Colonies and on Earth. Simon still believed it to be someone's personal vendetta.
He cared less as each day passed.
Simon never cared much for associating with the "little people". As a member of high society and the fashion elite, things such as killer androids and "specials" were more fiction than fact, as were people such as "Maintenence Technicians" and bouncers. But, since he doubted he would be doing much work (or what he considered to be work - some of the building's occupants would laugh at this, and some would sneer), he resigned himself after the first week to begin to "mingle with the crowd".
What he found was that these people lived lives more complex than the Non-Disclosure Agreements he'd had to sign when visiting the Corporation's Artificial Integration Development Complex in New Paris.
He'd seen strange and fascinating things in the past three months, things he'd never dreamed of taking part in. And he'd seen many familiar things as well.
Such as the glazed, vacant look in the professor's eyes.
And the frightened look in his own, as the paramedics casually removed the lifeless body from the crime scene.
He hadn't heard from Susan - what he supposed he could call his secretary, appointed by the Lucas Corporation - in almost two weeks. Not that there was much to discuss. It turned out noone knew exactly WHY the Lucas Corporation had relocated one of their top runway models to a remote and desolate area of the run-down laregely abandoned city, and there was much beaurocracy and "paperwork" involved with getting a re-relocation. It was easy to get lost in the electronic paper-trail in a company as large as LucasCorp, the largest fashion/makeup development firm both in the Colonies and on Earth. Simon still believed it to be someone's personal vendetta.
He cared less as each day passed.
Simon never cared much for associating with the "little people". As a member of high society and the fashion elite, things such as killer androids and "specials" were more fiction than fact, as were people such as "Maintenence Technicians" and bouncers. But, since he doubted he would be doing much work (or what he considered to be work - some of the building's occupants would laugh at this, and some would sneer), he resigned himself after the first week to begin to "mingle with the crowd".
What he found was that these people lived lives more complex than the Non-Disclosure Agreements he'd had to sign when visiting the Corporation's Artificial Integration Development Complex in New Paris.
He'd seen strange and fascinating things in the past three months, things he'd never dreamed of taking part in. And he'd seen many familiar things as well.
Such as the glazed, vacant look in the professor's eyes.
And the frightened look in his own, as the paramedics casually removed the lifeless body from the crime scene.
Pulvani
21 years ago
Jed looked out the hallway window at the scene on the sidewalk down below.
"That's a damn shame," he said, shaking his head.
He saw someone bend down and quickly pick something up off the ground at the side of the building, near the pool of blood. It looked like one of the tenants...but all he caught was a flash of brown fabric - from their coat? before they hurried off out of sight.
The keys of his keys clinked softly together as he shuffled away down the hallway, pushing his broom.
"That's a damn shame," he said, shaking his head.
He saw someone bend down and quickly pick something up off the ground at the side of the building, near the pool of blood. It looked like one of the tenants...but all he caught was a flash of brown fabric - from their coat? before they hurried off out of sight.
The keys of his keys clinked softly together as he shuffled away down the hallway, pushing his broom.
Geeii
21 years ago
Tyler lay awake well aware of the events that took place today would forever change his life here on Earth.
He could vaguely hear the mumerings of the others in his buildings.
'Was it Tyler?! He seems likely to me. I mean, I think he does drugs.'
Yes, he had been implicated, again. It wasn't something he deserved, just like he didn't deserved to be fired on Mars. Hadn't we passed this stage of existance? No, apparently not. The world he set out to improve didn't exist, and therefore, his world had been shattered. Only now was he beginning to pick up the pieces.
He had hoped his 'lecture' to the others would ahve a positive effect. He felt horrible for jumping to teh obvious conclusion at the start, when it was just as obvious this wasn't a simple accident. He couldn't hide from this one, and he knew it. Getting back to Mars would be impossible, and travel on Earth was almost as hard for him. Damn them and their contacts. No, he was either going to help find out who had started to kill the people around him, or he was going to die.
He couldn't sleep, not yet. Not with a mob ready to kill.
His hands were clammy and his breath quick and shallow.
He could vaguely hear the mumerings of the others in his buildings.
'Was it Tyler?! He seems likely to me. I mean, I think he does drugs.'
Yes, he had been implicated, again. It wasn't something he deserved, just like he didn't deserved to be fired on Mars. Hadn't we passed this stage of existance? No, apparently not. The world he set out to improve didn't exist, and therefore, his world had been shattered. Only now was he beginning to pick up the pieces.
He had hoped his 'lecture' to the others would ahve a positive effect. He felt horrible for jumping to teh obvious conclusion at the start, when it was just as obvious this wasn't a simple accident. He couldn't hide from this one, and he knew it. Getting back to Mars would be impossible, and travel on Earth was almost as hard for him. Damn them and their contacts. No, he was either going to help find out who had started to kill the people around him, or he was going to die.
He couldn't sleep, not yet. Not with a mob ready to kill.
His hands were clammy and his breath quick and shallow.