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Jul. 5th, 2012


[info]newkindacharmed

Am I cursed or something here? Because it certainly looks like it. Why is it when I start liking some guy he always ends up leaving? Except for Peter, but I don't even know if we're friends anymore.....which sucks too. I'm sick of this, yeah we were just Friends With Benefits but I actually really liked him. That's it, I'm not getting close to anyone anymore, its too depressing now.

I don't care, I'm going out and getting wasted tonight. Anyone want to join me?

Jun. 28th, 2012

[info]inafivepoundbag

accidental voice post

[The PDA turns on to the sound of a gun being cocked and a male voice that sounds very authoritative.]

Colligo police! Hands in the air where I can see them! Right now!

[There's a slight bit of shuffling then Parker speaks. Her words are quickly spoken, her tone even yet still a bit wary.]

Whoa! Whoa! No need for a gun! Hands are up, see? Pointing toward the ceiling, here, buddy.

[a pause; the male voice speaks again]

What's your name? Why are you here?

[There's another, much longer pause, before Parker exhales sharply; clearly she does not want to be speaking yet she does so anyway]

I'm Parker. I was here because I was stealing that. [a bit of shuffling] Except now you're here and instead of convincing you to leave me alone like I normally would, you have a gun and I'm busted. Which sucks. I hate being busted. Any chance you'll just let me go?

[another pause; the officer scoffs]

Let you go? No. That's not happening, Miss. And did you just point to the building? What in the building are you stealing, exactly?

[yet another pause; this time, Parker sighs]

All of it. And stop asking questions when I can't lie! That's cheating! [there's the sound of footsteps then handcuffs being clicked into place]

Hey! What are you- [a sigh] You want to do it the hard way? Fine. Five seconds and I'm out of these and on my way. Fair warning. Ready? One.

[the cop laughs]

Two.

[there's the sound of a door opening]

Three.

[the cop's voice is low and authoritative]

Get into the car, ma'am.

[Parker laughs then counts the rest out quickly]

Four, five. I'm out!

[there's a loud clatter of metal as the cuffs, once again opened, are tossed at the officer; a few seconds pass then his voice, getting further away, can be heard]

Get back here! [a pause; his tone turns slightly more panicked] And give me back my radio and gun!

Jun. 21st, 2012

[info]the_driver

Either I've drank myself stupid and imagined suits of armor and these steps, or someone's taking the piss and pulled a joke on me.

Neither sound really exciting.