[center][h3][color=3399ff] JUICE [/color][/h3][/center]
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[b][color=3399ff]Location:[/color][/b] Roadside Ruins
[b][color=3399ff]Interactions:[/color][/b]  Akaia [@Exit], Vincent [@Daxam], Erik [@FunnyGuy] 
[b][color=3399ff]Mentions:[/color][/b]
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Juice emerged from beneath a pile of rubble, kicking away a sheared metal pipe as wiped away the dust from the helmet visor. He had been setting up an elaborate string of pyrotechnics for his grand 'performance' of his air guitar, when some stupid Lost wandered by and tripped up some incomplete wiring. He looked down at his array of buttons lining his jacket, haphazardly labelled with black marker on black plastic. Or he might have pressed the wrong detonators. He shook that thought out of his helmet - what was he thinking; definitely some dumb Lost. And this idiotic Lost cost Juice his fiery one-man concert, and instead presented him with a sore ass and a concrete bath.

[color=orange]"WHOEVER'S OUT THERE, COME ON OUT! IF YOU MAKE ME COME AFTER YOU, I PROMISE IT WON'T BE PLEASANT!!" [/color]

Juice immediately froze his movements, his senses rifling to pick apart what he had just heard. A voice. Male. Human? Comprehensible, but unfamiliar.
[color=black][i]Not him.[/i][/color]
In a few short skips he located his baseball bat, shouldering it as he peered around in the direction of the voice. He strained to see across all the smoke and dust that was still clinging unto the air, but there were two, three figures in the direction of the outskirts road. Two taller ones and one shorter one, plus a vaguely bright square object behind them. Not Lost, by the way they stood, and at least one VERY loud person. What were they doing here, anyway? Surveying? Scavenging? 

Juice reached underneath his helmet, thumbed a dial to push his voice volume up and shouted back a thundering response, rivalling a megaphone. The voice synthesizer crackled between the words as it struggled to keep up with the volume. [h3][color=3399ff]"ARE YOU COPS?! YOU HAVE TO TELL ME IF YOU'RE COPS!"[/color][/h3] 
Juice paused and pondered what he was saying. Hang on, if they were cops... 
[h3][color=3399ff]"ALSO IF ITS A NOISE COMPLAINT I'M NOT LISTENING!"[/color][/h3]