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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|12:04 am] |
((Today The Joker went out and hired some expendable muscle. He detailed his idea for them, gave them all the tools they needed, and then sent them out on a mission. Not an hour later, an anonymous tip led the police to The Joker's location. He was then taken into custody, and was sitting in a holding cell for everything that follows.
The thugs broke into the New York Times building and held the employees at gunpoint, instructing them to insert a flyer The Joker had made up in every edition that went out for the next morning. After this had been done, and the papers sent out on trucks, the thugs left, blocking the doors so that the employees were locked inside. After making a shrill, anonymous 911 call on a disposable phone, they disappeared.
When the police entered the lobby, they found three jack-in-the-boxes sitting rigged to a large bomb with a note instructing them to pick one and crank it. The bomb squad was brought in as the police began evacuating the building.
As they severed the wire that connected the toys to the bomb, the jack-in-the-box on the left popped up. This triggered a second, hidden bomb in one of the offices above, which detonated. Most of the employees got out of the building before the bomb went off. However, the building was turned to rubble, and rescue efforts have yielded no survivors of those who were still inside.
The flyer, while clearly connected to and from The Joker, cannot be linked to him by hard evidence. It's expected he will be released within 24 hours without being charged, but will be watched for the next several days.))
( This is the flyer that was sent out in every issue of the New York Times this morning. ) |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|12:07 am] |
Owen, you still a pod person? Or can I go back to calling you dad and expecting to argue with you? Oh the rabbit is called Caerbannog. |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|12:15 am] |
( Cass ) |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|01:13 am] |
( Onyxx. ) |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|06:20 am] |
Everybody back in one place at one time.
That wasn't so hard, was it? |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|08:40 am] |
He didn't come home. I'm going out.
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|08:52 am] |
I've seen some crazy shit before, but even I was caught off guard when the New York Times building was bombed. My record store isn't far from there! I can't believe I slept upstairs through the whole thing.
I don't know who did this, but the attack is simply sickening. All those lives lost, and for what reason? |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|11:24 am] |
Does anyone here play soccer?
I haven't kicked a ball around since I arrived. |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|12:58 pm] |
It's hard to grasp sometimes, how lives can vanish so quickly, so utterly. I wish I knew how to help, how to make things better. I don't.
I gave blood, I gave money, and then I ran out of ideas.
However, for anyone out there wanting to raise a glass, alcoholic or not, to those who were lost in the explosion, I'll be working at The Portkey in New York, [address], all evening, and the first round will be free. Extra free drinks for those working in emergency services, or who give blood today. |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|01:37 pm] |
Being this fucking busy fucking sucks.
Can people stop blowing shit up now? It seriously fucks up my wardrobe. Not to mention y'know, lots of people's lives.
I need a fucking milkshake. |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|02:49 pm] |
Ever since I got here, all the other people in my dorm have been afraid, and then I told them not to be afraid because Europe came back. Now they’re all watching the news again, they’re scared again. They’re scared of a clown. But clowns are fun! I don’t understand.
Studying is hard, and I’m bored. The other students won’t leave their TVs. Will anyone come outside and play with me? |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|04:11 pm] |
Clark's gone.
And the NY Times building... all those people.
Bad day.
( Mom ) |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|04:14 pm] |
New York is getting worse and worse these days. |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|04:20 pm] |
it aint so bad here i guess. could do with less explodin.
( River ) |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|04:39 pm] |
So are we supposed to be impressed now? |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|05:02 pm] |
I don't know about the rest of the Force-sensitives, but man. The crazy here is enough to give me a permanent migraine. Where's a good place to hide that Satan won't explode?
Katya, we should go get married. In like, Greenland. Nobody ever goes there, right?
... then again, according to this, it's cold there. Huh. Go fig. |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|06:04 pm] |
Last I checked I was in my bed in Rome. What? Monday morning classes come early. I was about to fall asleep when there was this big gust of wind type thing. Now, outside this internet cafe type thing is Times Square. Can someone please tell me what the heck is going on? |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|07:29 pm] |
I haven't been here long, and already there's destruction. I wish it would end.
( Clown-man. ) |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|09:09 pm] |
Mom?
Dad?
Everything's weird here. Where am I? |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|09:38 pm] |
What is this place? This is not the England I know.
Your Grace, I beg of you, please explain. |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|10:45 pm] |
[Encrypted and locked from The Joker and his sympathizers]
Even if he's dumb as a rock, he's a brave man, our Gambit. If any of you have any worries, I'd set them aside for the week. He knows what he's doing, and he does have help. We might not be superheroes, but we know how he is, and he trusts us enough.
[Batman, Superman, Logan and Belle Rogan]: Remy has a tracking device set for a frequency which only I know. If he doesn't contact us within 24 hours of his being taken, that's our time to move. He's specifically instructed to let The Joker have his fun for that time. My secure line is [number], and I'll be keeping in touch with you. Belle, I've never met you, but he told me to express his wishes that you'd go home now. |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|10:49 pm] |
We're fishing off of rooftops. We have invisible strings baited with bats screaming very very quietly.
We're good at guessing, yes, we could guess ourselves into the mouth of a whale, but we won't, no we won't, because the game's so much more fun when you play it.
We have detective hats! And if you do a little dance, you can have a hat, too! |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|10:53 pm] |
Someone want to explain what just happened? |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|11:13 pm] |
Oi. Oi!
What's up with news of the creepy guy with the make-up? I miss too much when I go on trips. When I'm not about, nutters in crappy make-up go 'round and blow places up! |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2008|11:41 pm] |
Yeah, uh...this isn't Tree Hill or Ipswich, which really only leaves one question:
What the fu--- Where the Hell am I? Or, consequently, just how much did I drink last night? Caleb? Anyone? |
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