amarsmellow (amarsmellow) wrote in marinanova, @ 2014-04-14 10:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | :smith, bruce wayne (tdk), doctor facilier, elena gilbert, kitty pryde (aoa), veronica mars |
Day 267 | Morning | Sector 4, near the Plush Romp
[Okay, Veronica, let's think about this.
You've woken up in a prison jumpsuit, with a gawky headset saying you've been convicted of numerous crimes. Somebody has gone through a lot of trouble and money to prank you. Considering I'm right outside a sex shop, I'd say it was Dick, but he doesn't have the intelligence or the commitment. One of his friends?
It could be anyone. Face it, you've made a lot of enemies, and most of them are extremely wealthy and stopped maturing in high school. I didn't think anyone had this much imagination, though. More to the point, I don't think I've been drugged. No headache, no dry mouth, no nausea. Maybe I've just been unconscious long enough for all the common side effects to pass, but that seems a little too convenient. Are there drugs with no side effects?
I really should have studied pharmaceuticals instead of psychology in undergrad. Damn.
So recap: prison jumpsuit, no sign of drugs, no idea who has both the resources and the imagination to pull a stunt like this. You got nothing, Veronica.
Time to see what you can find out.]
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[Her course of action decided, Veronica sticks the headset in the waistband of her pants — it's strange and she'd rather not wear it unless she absolutely has to — and heads out to explore her surroundings. There has to be some kind of answer somewhere.]