uncurtained: (Default)
guinevere beck ([personal profile] uncurtained) wrote2019-10-04 08:24 am

pc catchall for junpei ([personal profile] crashout)

IM PUTTING THE TIMON GIF IN HERE LATER YOU CANT BEAT ME
crashout: (Lullabye)

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-12 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
You sure they even fell asleep? [He doesn't reject her, so there's that.]
crashout: (Cold On The Inside)

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-12 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
[...ugh.] Carlos wouldn't have left without a good reason. He must have found something.

[I know this isn't the case bc Kyuu sucks but Junpei would think about this so here we are.]
crashout: (Goodnite Dr. Death)

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-12 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
He has to be alive. [He refuses to think otherwise yet, but he's also half-certain Carlos is dead somewhere.] After everything, he wouldn't just die here.
crashout: (Caffeine Cold)

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-13 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. [He rubs his hand over his mouth, taking a sigh through his nose.] ...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have...

[Ugh. Feelings hard.] Are you okay? You're the one who saw them last.
crashout: (Skylines And Turnstiles)

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-13 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
[A gesture to the room like that explains something.]

Yeah. Sucks is a good word for it, and I'm wondering if this is going to be the last time this happens. It's been a week since we got here, right? If what we've heard is to be believed, we're out of time for whatever was going to start tearing people about.
crashout: (Hot To The Touch)

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-13 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Maybe. [He sounds equally uncertain...]

You saw the new app? With the rules.
crashout: (Homesick At Space Camp)

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-13 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
I don't like that there's still a few we can't read. [He's pulling out the clamshell, quickly navigating to the rulebook to look at it again.]

Sort of sounds like...I don't know. A trial? Finding the guilty and punishing them ourselves.
crashout: (When I Don't)

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-13 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
Do you see another option? Our "presence is requested." It kinda sounds mandatory.
crashout: (Lullabye)

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-13 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
We've been trapped here for a week and people are already dead. I think we're past the point of what does and doesn't seem right. [...wait she's a civilian. Dial it back. ] ...but it's not my favorite choice either.

So what do we do?
crashout: (Default)

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-13 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
...if you think of one, let me know. But right now we can't even plan until we know what we're working with. [So...maybe it isn't worth planning just yet at all.]
crashout: (Homesick At Space Camp)

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-13 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Go over the case notes carefully. Review what we know about the crime scene, start seeing how the evidence can be connected to a person. It's...all we can do so we don't waste a minute of those nine hours.

[When in doubt, try to be a detective.]
crashout: (Austin We Have A Problem)

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-13 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
The jammed elevator. Dick, Shiraishi and I looked. didn't find too much, just a lot of blood and some smudges. But the elevator shaft isn't moving. With the way the blood was, it's likely something was transported from upstairs somehow but we can't get into the maintenance vent to look.
crashout: (I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears)

W0, SUNDAY POST-EXECUTION

[personal profile] crashout 2019-10-14 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Carlos had made them promise to let this happen. Carlos had made them promise, but Junpei hadn't thought about what the fuck was going on when the ritual started. If it weren't for Beck, he would have jumped straight into the fray the moment Carlos started melting but he feels her grab his arms and he can only stand by and watch.

Granted, staring at the circle means seeing the weird-ass warping and he immediately gags as the dizzying sensation hits and combines with the already present mild hangover. He folds like a weakly built house of cards, stumbling backwards when the cycle is complete and watching everyone pile out.

He's quiet for a second, staring at the circle before he looks back at Beck, features pale and openly horrified.]


...we need to go. [The only reason he says it like that is because he can't even think of where to go. Please help.]

Page 11 of 45