[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=6ecff6][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=World%20Narrative&name=Arizonia-Regular.ttf&size=100&style_color=6ecff6[/img][/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][center][h3] [b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Saturday May 13th, 2017[/h3][/center][center][hr][@POOHEAD189] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@DizzyIsabella] [@Charnobylisk] [@Xtreme] [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr] Welcome to Day 2. You have made it this far and that is saying something. Randomizations have been being made for various characters over the course of day one, which lead to rolls for Lady Luck to see who lived and who died. Danica was the first to go. So who will be next? Day 2, we begin with everyone in their place and planning out their days but what happens is not always what is planned now is it? Each one of you sent in a PM telling what you were wanting to have your character do for the day. With what was sent each character (or character pair) was given a specific set of possible outcomes for the first part of their day and put to the dice to see what could happen. Rolls were logged and below you will find what happens for your characters first part of the day. Use the information below to plan out your post and what you will do next. Cross your fingers folks and repeat after me; "Luck be a Lady Tonight, Luck if you've been a lady to begin with, Luck be a lady tonight!" [hr][center][h1]The Inner Workings of a Killer Part 2: Abyss[/h1][/center] I watched him from the moment he had arrived at the party. Why he was on the list? I didn't know, it's not like it mattered. Lyle Marleston was a contract, nothing more. He had been a creature of routine, which made it easy to keep track of his movements. After Danica Graves fell, the police swarmed in but they didn't hang around long, too busy with the other problems of this God forsaken town. When everyone had dispersed from the party, guests and police alike, Lyle had opted to go for a walk. This was good, this made it easier for me and less likely for anyone to know anything and tie him to what was happening. There was a park not too far from Boston Heights, it was his obvious destination so I took a short cut to get there before him. He was walking through town as it was getting dark, foolish boy. He reached McKenna Park several minutes after I did. I was already positioned perfectly. I didn't have my weapons, the police presence had made sure that I didn't have time to get them. That was fine, I had other options. Lyle sat on the ledge of the McKenna fountain, staring into the blue light that illuminated the water. They built this fountain in memory of Hal McKenna, the Mayor I killed six years ago. It was almost poetic that I was about to use it for the same thing. [color=silver]"Good evening, Mr Marleston. Thank you for having the good sense to be frightened"[/color] I placed my gloved hand on the back of his head and forced him into the water, picking up a decorative cobblestone as I did so. I raised the stone high and cracked it on the back of his skull twice. Blood began to seep into the pool of water, his life ebbing away and being sucked into a drain to be spread out across the ocean. His body went limp and I rolled it into the fountain, watching it sink next to the cobblestone I had used to cave his head in. His glasses floated to the surface, blood stained and broken. I placed them in my pocket. They could prove useful later. [color=silver]"Goodnight, Mr Marleston"[/color] [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i]Detective Roy Gregory[/i][/b][/h1][img]http://data.whicdn.com/images/65752906/large.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Police Precinct 54 [/center][hr][hr] Gregory had been at his desk all night since he left Boston Heights. Something was not sitting well with him after he had seen what was on Danica's laptop back at her apartment. The only thing he had done other than making sure the officer was still standing his post and was relieved with a changing of the guard it was come morning was go through the woman computer. The more he dug the more things that didn't make sense started to but it also arose other questions. "Mary, get me case file number 4827-IB-861 please," he said as he leaned back in his chair, rocking back and forth a bit as it squeaked from old age and over use. Propping his elbow up on the arm of the chair he rubbed his chin as he waited for the young rookie to bring him the hard file and his notes that were in it. The file, one he had over seen six months before, was on the case of Peyton Glencross. As Officer Mary Stiner came over and plopped the file down on his desk he leaned up and opened the file. Picking up his notes and thumbing through them. Looking back over to Danica's laptop for a minute, then back at the file. To the laptop and to the files. Seemed the two women had much more in common than just the apparent suicides they shared at Boston Heights. Danica Graves and Peyton Glencross shared something much more than that; their biological father. "Fucking hell," he muttered under his breath as he slammed Peyton's file closed, followed by Danica's laptop. Danica didn't buy that her half sister had killed herself and had moved out to Justice to find out what really happened. She had all her research and reasons laid out on her laptop. Gregory hadn't made the connection that the two were siblings until he double checked Danica's email contacts and Peyton's file. There was an email to "Dad" in Danica's sent folder, to the same man Gregory had to contact to inform that his daughter Peyton was dead. Leaning back in his seat he picked up the knickknack that had been on Danica's desk and turned it over in his hands. This just got a lot more complicated. [hr][hr] [@Morose] - You head into work that morning, wanting to go over what you took pictures of personally and wanting to check out what the rest of the team found. As you get there you hear rummaging going on in Wallace's Office and the door is cracked opened. This does not sit right with you, he usually isn't in on Saturdays but he was acting more off than usual last night. Maybe he came into work, or maybe he pulled one of his sporadic all nighters. You go to check, just in case. Peaking your head into the office you catch a sight of what appears to be a middle aged woman with a blond pony tail pocketing an evidence bag. She looks at you with steely blue eyes and looks half crazed; she is wearing black combat boots, cargo pants and a tank top, thin but cut to hell and back. Within a flash she has a weapon drawn and fires it at your head, the bullet whizzes passed your head and splinters the door jam next to you. She jumps the desk, body checks you sending you hitting the ground hard before darting down the hall and out the door. She is gone by the time you or anyone else can get to the alleyway. [@Pundii] & [@Lady Amalthea] - Risa wakes up long before Lucas, still being on Geneva time and all that. She gets up quietly and heads out for a quick trip down to a corner store without waking her boyfriend or roommate. No problems until she gets home and the door jams a little bit. Shouldering it she finally gets the damn thing open and bam, it opens loudly. The rest of the apartment is awake now. After breakfast you two head out to the U.N. Risa got a text saying she needs to stop in this morning so she can get her ID made and finish up some paper work. [@Dragoknighte] - You head out to the gym for your morning work out and all seems fine. That is until you are leaving the gym to head home and you run into a "[url=https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/122/316610867_6b8137c773_z.jpg]friend[/url]" of one of the assholes butts you kicked last night. He's been looking for you. Revenge apparently is a dish best served hot in his mind. He looks as strung out as the other two and has the same tattoo. He gets the jump on your to start but in the end after a few quick exchanges he runs off into the crowd and you are okay minus a few minor injuries [@Nallore] - You are off to the gym to work out, not the same one that Mali went to though. You're a rock star, you need more privacy, especially after last night. Things at the gym seem pretty calm, a few people talking about the news story that aired last night but luckily enough, when they show your image on the TV no one makes the connection between you on TV and you in the gym, or at least if they did, they are not saying anything. [@Sigil] - Well, after completely getting the girls to say NO to Taco Tattoo's they opted to head out early and ditch you for the day. So you are home with your camera footage from the night before. The images are clear and such, but doesn't seem to matter how many times you go over said footage, just nothing is popping at you anymore than it did last night. Nothing knew. Maybe you need a fresh set of eyes to look at it, was that girl last night at the scene. The one that you set up the blockade for. Might be time for a phone call because right now you ain't got shit. [@Charnobylisk] & [@Lady Amalthea] - You two are headed for Queensguard Industries newest development in the Diamond District. This is a chance to really get your foot in the door for the company that runs so much around. This is their research division and was previously being handled internally but the former Lead Security Guard allowed a break in to happen and was fired. It was decided to bring in outside help for this facility. As you are setting up for your first day the former employee shows up drunk as hell and causing some real issues - waiving a gun around and threatening everyone. Neutralize the situation. [@Xtreme] & [@Pundii] - You two are headed to the same location but when you get there it isn't what you expected to find. Jeremy arrives first, followed by JD. The woman you are both looking for is there but she looks frazzled as hell. Seems while she was out last night the place was broken into and ransacked. She still isn't sure what was taken if anything but the place is a mess and she was dealing with the cops all night long. Thankfully for you the cops are already gone since several of the ones that worked on the murder last night were called out for this one right after. That could have been awkward! Still is but at least not with the police at this time. [@POOHEAD189] - You head over to Juno's Greek again, Sarah is there working behind the counter. She is a little more receptive to you today than she was yesterday and since it is Saturday morning the place isn't near as crowded as it was the day before. She tells you about the Roller Derby going on tonight where she is trying out for the restaurants team. It's being held at the Juno Baller Rink in the Deadlight District over by the docks. Rough part of town. Tells you to be there at 7 p.m. sharp. Sounds interesting, though you might want to check in with the Gregory after last night to give him what your team found since he was gone before you could tell him the night before. [@Lady Amalthea] - Lawson is headed into work with Lance Clemens. Things are pretty calm at work today and the boss invite you in on a game of poker for now. The group is of the usual high end low life's and mob bosses. They are interested to know why a former Marine would come to the dark side since their cookies suck. Comments are made, one that strikes you as odd - What on earth are they talking about; that the reason the girl took a nose dive off a building was because of her DNA? [@Xtreme] & [@DizzyIsabella] - It is Saturday and while Cam wants to go see his doctor you aren't even sure if he will be in. He isn't answering his phone. That isn't going to stop you, you climb into your car and head over anyways, hoping to catch him there but it breaks down for no apparent reason before you even get half way there. Might just be better to walk. Once you get there you catch the doctor about to leave his office for the day, having only stopped in to drop off a patient file. He is reluctant to stay but after seeing the look in Cam's eye agrees and ushers you inside. [@Charnobylisk] - Lana went for coffee this morning in the Russian part of town. Things seem calm until you receive a call from an unknown number as you answer it you hear a voice on the other end that you cannot place as male or female but they say the following- "Get rid of file number SGJFE-1432 of your former roommates" - before hanging up. Soon as the call is over there is a breaking news story popping up on the cafe's flat screen - "This just in! Lyle Marleston, a local attorney, was found dead in the fountain at McKenna park. Cause of death unknown but we will keep you posted as the story unfolds. Now back to your regularly scheduled program."