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Michale CS

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Title: Monkey See, Monkey Do.
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Los Angeles. one of the Crown Jewels of the West coast, as coined by CatCo Worldwide Media, along with National City, San Diego, San Francisco, and Coast City.
Crime is no stranger to Los Angeles with one of the highest crime rates of cities in California. But, crime, after a fashion was somewhat predictable. People choose a life of crime, and recidivism in criminals is high.

What is strange is a rash of burglaries, armed robberies and other type of theft from people who had never committed crimes before. Even more strange - none of them remember committing these crimes, even under polygraph. They simply don't remember. Most of the thefts were from law abiding citizens who had never even had so much as a traffic ticket. Those who weren't caught during the act dumped their ill gotten gains somewhere that they cannot remember, even with trained psychologists aiding them.

This sounds like a job for...

You, maybe?​
 
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"Eh. We don't put a hard limit on it but they have to be out before dinner. I'll call him if you want and let him know he's got someone waiting. Maybe he and his other guest can come out here to the lobby. If I can see all of you, you can both visit at the same time. Want I should do that?" Shelly offered
Lucifer wished that she had mentioned that much sooner than just now. He would have loved to be able to talk to him sooner and he didn't quite care if someone else also got the information on him too. " That would be very much preferred, Miss Shelly. It also might be something that you might want to mention to guests in the future," he added.

@Michale CS
 
"These people have robbed different stores, banks, and people and apparently have no recollection of it. Same with you. Now, I don't think that this is a coincidence. I don't think you do either. One of these people messed with my operations, now I'm gonna find the man responsible. Just tell me who's behind it and I can go on my marry way."
"What is this, bad cop, Winter Soldier? Is that what you call this routine? Listen, I told the cops. I told the shrink. I passed polygraph. Twice. I told the damned hypnotist. I don't recall anything Two days of my life, poof gone. I go from a nice apartment to barely holding onto my job and maybe going to regular jail if I do so much as spit on the sidewalk. By the way smile, you're on camera. You think just because this is a minimum security facility that they don't know everything that goes on behind these walls, you Bucky wannabe? What're gonna do, hit me? Do it, and the guards and the plainclothes guys they got all over this place will be here in a second. By the way..."

He swiveled his computer around to face Jason. "I'm live on Facebook right now. Wave to my 1200 friends on my friends list, asshole."

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"What is this, bad cop, Winter Soldier? Is that what you call this routine? Listen, I told the cops. I told the shrink. I passed polygraph. Twice. I told the damned hypnotist. I don't recall anything Two days of my life, poof gone. I go from a nice apartment to barely holding onto my job and maybe going to regular jail if I do so much as spit on the sidewalk. By the way smile, you're on camera. You think just because this is a minimum security facility that they don't know everything that goes on behind these walls, you Bucky wannabe? What're gonna do, hit me? Do it, and the guards and the plainclothes guys they got all over this place will be here in a second. By the way..."

He swiveled his computer around to face Jason. "I'm live on Facebook right now. Wave to my 1200 friends on my friends list, asshole."

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Jason sighs and backs up. "So you had to do this the hard way, huh?" He said before closing the door, grabbing the chair, and placing it under the handle. Then Jason lowered his visor and walked over to McCalister and grabbed him by his neck. "Do I look like Batman t'you? I ain't afraid to put two bullets in your skull. Now, I don't really care about your friend list. In fact..." Just then Jason punched the computer screen with his free hand, instantly breaking the screen. "I know how to make people talk. We'll start with the fingers, and then the arms, and then the legs. Then I'll start breaking bones that you didn't even know you had. You still don't talk? Well then I'll have two of my guys take you out into an alley and fill you full of led."

Todd had now idea who this Bucky guy was, seeing as he was one of the few unlucky ones who dropped in here. He'd have to do some research on it some time.
 
Jason sighs and backs up. "So you had to do this the hard way, huh?" He said before closing the door, grabbing the chair, and placing it under the handle. Then Jason lowered his visor and walked over to McCalister and grabbed him by his neck. "Do I look like Batman t'you? I ain't afraid to put two bullets in your skull. Now, I don't really care about your friend list. In fact..." Just then Jason punched the computer screen with his free hand, instantly breaking the screen. "I know how to make people talk. We'll start with the fingers, and then the arms, and then the legs. Then I'll start breaking bones that you didn't even know you had. You still don't talk? Well then I'll have two of my guys take you out into an alley and fill you full of led."

Todd had now idea who this Bucky guy was, seeing as he was one of the few unlucky ones who dropped in here. He'd have to do some research on it some time.
Just then the intercom lit up. "McCallister, you have another visitor. He'd like to see you in the - what was that?" Shelly said in response to the sound of the computer being broken."Security, get to McCallister's room. Hey you-"

McCallister was saying nothing. He was great as an internet troll, in person, not so much. He simply shut his eyes. Since he honestly knew nothing, and he couldn't really speak for being choked out anyway, he just waited to see how badly he'd be beat up before the guards got there.

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Simultaneously...
Lucifer wished that she had mentioned that much sooner than just now. He would have loved to be able to talk to him sooner and he didn't quite care if someone else also got the information on him too. " That would be very much preferred, Miss Shelly. It also might be something that you might want to mention to guests in the future," he added.
Shelly buzzed the intercom in McCallister's room. "McCallister, you have another visitor. He'd like to see you in the - what was that?" The sound of a crash came over the intercom and...
"I know how to make people talk. We'll start with the fingers,
"Security, get to McCallister's room. Hey you, consultant? You any good in a fight? Your interview is being worked over. This is unorthodox but damned if I lose a guest under my watch!" Shelly belted out, pulling out the Remington 870 shotgun from underneath the counter, buzzing the door open for Lucifer, and starting down the hallway herself. "There's a release on the hinges from the outside. Bang hard on the bottom of the top hinge and the top of the bottom hinge, the whole thing falls outward into the hallway. It's to keep guests from locking themselves in." Shelly was joined by a couple of other guards, a young guy on his first assignment and the old grizzled cop who was 'getting too old for this shit' and Lucifer was being given a clear path to follow along with them.

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LORD, OSCORP TO COOPERATE ON COMMUNICATIONS PROJECT
By Raimundo Perez

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Lord Technologies and OsCorp Industries filed a press release today stating that a joint project both companies had been working on was about to come to fruition, and right here in Los Angeles.

"This technology is going to revolutionize the communications industry." Said CEO Maxwell Lord. This is right on the heels of his announcement about entering the energy drink market. When questioned about that, he replied, "I did say that Lord Technologies was looking into every aspect of the space race, and communication is a key component."

Oscorp, which is now run by Mariah Dillard after the incarceration of founder Norman Osborn, declined comment at this time, but did confirm that they were working with Lord Technologies.

-Continued on B12-
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"Deal."

And with a firm handshake, he pulled her into his lap, tugged his collar down and gave her a searing kiss on the mouth. Just enough to get the endorphin pumping, before he bit her shoulder and fed off the top.

Three...Two....One.

And that should be good for ten minutes. He pulled back to look at his new mind-controlled thrall- For ten minutes and spoke.

"What is your name?"

Easy questions to lead her up.

@Michale CS
 
She didn't expect the kiss, but hey, she did porn, it wasn't like it was going to mean anythinhh--

"Natasha Vetta Asvagmagian" She replied instantly.

@Ringmaster
 
She didn't expect the kiss, but hey, she did porn, it wasn't like it was going to mean anythinhh--

"Natasha Vetta Asvagmagian" She replied instantly.

@Ringmaster
"Good. Second....What the hell is porn?"

If she did it as a job, then it'd be another easy question. That and he was a little curious.

All he knew was that it had something to do with couches.

"Finally, what do you remember about the man who placed the hypnotic state on you?"

@Michale CS
 
"Good. Second....What the hell is porn?"

If she did it as a job, then it'd be another easy question. That and he was a little curious.

All he knew was that it had something to do with couches.
"Performing sex on film for money. Good money." She replied, smiling.

"Finally, what do you remember about the man who placed the hypnotic state on you?"
"Wasn't a man. It was a monkey. A big one. With a painted face, like in The Lion King."
 
"Performing sex on film for money. Good money." She replied, smiling.
".....Oh." For the first time, he looked self-conscious at his outfit. Did she really think he looked like a sex-film actor when she first saw him? Was that what people thought when they saw his outfit?

He made a mental note to change tailors if he could find someone.
"Wasn't a man. It was a monkey. A big one. With a painted face, like in The Lion King."
"...Like an actual monkey? Where did you meet him?"

@Michale CS
 
Shelly buzzed the intercom in McCallister's room. "McCallister, you have another visitor. He'd like to see you in the - what was that?" The sound of a crash came over the intercom and...
"Security, get to McCallister's room. Hey you, consultant? You any good in a fight? Your interview is being worked over. This is unorthodox but damned if I lose a guest under my watch!" Shelly belted out, pulling out the Remington 870 shotgun from underneath the counter, buzzing the door open for Lucifer, and starting down the hallway herself. "There's a release on the hinges from the outside. Bang hard on the bottom of the top hinge and the top of the bottom hinge, the whole thing falls outward into the hallway. It's to keep guests from locking themselves in." Shelly was joined by a couple of other guards, a young guy on his first assignment and the old grizzled cop who was 'getting too old for this shit' and Lucifer was being given a clear path to follow along with them.
Lucifer was fine with the fact that he was getting in. He did, however hear the crash over the intercom. God, he really hated his luck. He couldn't catch a break ever. What mess was he walking into now?

Lucifer looked at her and took a deep breath. " I have been involved in a fight or two," he said, not going into depth on the number of times he had been shot or fought someone. It was only fascinating to him that the idiots thought they could beat him, he had worked off a ton of age and experience. He listened to her and decided to follow her down the hallway. It was very important that he didn't make a bad situation worse, and if he walked into a mess, he had a few tricks up his sleeve. When he arrived at the door, he banged hard on the bottom of the top hinge and the top of the bottom hinge and the door feel his way. He watched as the door fell outward and he looked at the scene in front of him. There was a man hiding behind a table and well, it was getting messy. Well, now was a good time as any.

"Stop, get out of that cover and drop the gun. I don't want a mess. Also, you two," he turned to the young guard and Shelly. " Delete the video records from early, nobody was in this room today, nobody has been here. Miss Shelly, white out the name, he talked right in front of you. He was not here. Mr. Todd and Mr. McCallister, you talked and you got very little besides the police report and left. Also, none of this happened in here. Mr. McCallister, you locked yourself in and that is why the door broke down. Also, whoever heard this, you don't remember either, you were playing whatever latest addictive game on the phone. Finally, Mr. McCallister, you dropped your computer, that's how it broke," he said, hoping that he had covered everything.

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"...Like an actual monkey? Where did you meet him?"
"Sort of. Big, like a gorilla, but skinny like a monkey. I was sitting on the bench in the subway at the Hollywood and Vine Red Line Station."

Hmmm....He considered carefully before asking. "Costume or real?"
"Real. He smelled like like the poodle I used to have after he was out in the rain."

"What did he say to you exactly?"
"Didn't say anything. He smelled... amazing. And then there was a voice in my head. Then... then I couldn't see. Couldn't speak. Nothing. Trapped. Trapped! Let me out of my head!" She started thrashing around and mindlessly screaming at this point.

@Ringmaster
 
He was worried now. A safeguard? Or just conflicting? He snapped out immediately, turning it into a command. "Calm down! Now!"

She stopped thrashing. "It's all gone. I can't see or hear or anything... Am I dead?"

"Not that I know of."

He hesitated and asked.

"What do you recall from the voice?"

@Michale CS
 
"Not that I know of."

He hesitated and asked.

"What do you recall from the voice?"
She seemed to come back to herself somewhat. "The voice... I don't... I don't think it was from the monkey, but from someone else. But it was in my head. I didn't hear it. Like... telepathy. It basically told me that I wasn't in charge anymore, and then, well... I'm sorry, but... it's not like I don't remember the next parts, it's just that there's nothing to remember! It was like one of those sensory deprivation tanks-" At his confusion, she switched up the metaphor. "It was like being in a coffin."

@Ringmaster
 
I am bored, it's been a long damned day. Half the day on the redline and nothing.
For a moment I think to myself. It / they took McCallister after work, on his way home... Dark...


Then I notice, inside the donut shop.. Someone I almost recognize. A man, looks down on his luck, and not quite recognizable... In my mind, it seems like something that is slightly out of focus, that suddenly sharply in focus.

Banner.

The damned world event has a slightly different banner in some way. He may not know me. . . But I am very familiar with Banner and his ... how did Stark put it... Rage monster ?

I take a deep breath and send a message to my faithful shield sidekick.

Found original hulk at Hollywood and vine 24 hour donut shop. Approaching carefully.

I go inside, not quite holding my breath.

Good evening doctor
You may or may not remember me. But, we have been compatriots in battle and friends at peace. Will you spend some time with me ? I am called Hercules, or Herakles in the older tongue.


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She seemed to come back to herself somewhat. "The voice... I don't... I don't think it was from the monkey, but from someone else. But it was in my head. I didn't hear it. Like... telepathy. It basically told me that I wasn't in charge anymore, and then, well... I'm sorry, but... it's not like I don't remember the next parts, it's just that there's nothing to remember! It was like one of those sensory deprivation tanks-" At his confusion, she switched up the metaphor. "It was like being in a coffin."

@Ringmaster
"I see. Well then. Sleep."

His final command, which he used to give her rest. Moving to catch her before she fell, he tucked her in bed and before leaving, scribbled a note and summoned a ghost with a sacrifice of red bull and his own blood. Leaving it behind, a note would be left by her bed.

Say my name three times and I'll come for you.

He had no phone after all. So this would have to do. Now....

Where was this 'Hollywood' thing?

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"I don't need air conditioning service nor do I spend enough on my electricity bill to qualify for solar panels. If you have something to sell me other than that I'm strapped right now." Gary rattled off. "If that didn't invalidate your reason for being here, then you're welcome to come in."

And being that it didn't, she was let in. The front room was decorated, well, like something out of a horror movie.
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This was in stark contrast to the outside decor. "Please, have a seat on one of the couches." Gary gestured. "Obviously you know who I am. Who are you and why are you asking me questions, are the questions I need answered before I answer anything you might ask me, by the by."

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OOC Note- I am keeping a rough estimate of when everyone is doing everything. I will notify people when interactions happen (as in people being at the same place at the same time, or when a certain text comes in.
Eisley Cloud
@Michale CS

Eisley stepped inside carefully, looking around for one last moment before she took off her beanie, revealing her full head of violet hair. Even if he didn't recognize who she was, it was pretty obvious she was in the modeling business, but that prooobably didn't have a whole lot to do with why she was here right now.

"Eisley Cloud, rising model, but... That's not what I'm here for." She said, carefully plopping herself down on one of the couches.

"I believe there's more to your case than a failed car-jacking, and, with your co-operation. I might just be able to pull some strings, and clear your name. Capiche?" She finished, smiling a little.

Well, she was certainly quick to the draw when it came to getting to the point, but she didn't seem like she was in a hurry either. Perhaps she just had a more business like mindset?​
 
"Eisley Cloud, rising model, but... That's not what I'm here for." She said, carefully plopping herself down on one of the couches.

"I believe there's more to your case than a failed car-jacking, and, with your co-operation. I might just be able to pull some strings, and clear your name. Capiche?" She finished, smiling a little.

Well, she was certainly quick to the draw when it came to getting to the point, but she didn't seem like she was in a hurry either. Perhaps she just had a more business like mindset?
"Noooo... Not really. How could a model do anything to help me other than be a very attractive assistant to me in one of my magic shows." He looked at her very strangely. "Am I on Punked or something? Because this is really not funny. I could do time. I'm sucking all my spare money into a lawyer right now..."

@york
 
"Noooo... Not really. How could a model do anything to help me other than be a very attractive assistant to me in one of my magic shows." He looked at her very strangely. "Am I on Punked or something? Because this is really not funny. I could do time. I'm sucking all my spare money into a lawyer right now..."

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"You could say I have... Hobbies" Eisley said slowly.

She had brought her suitcase with her, and well... Fought the urge to glance at it, incase she somehow gave away anything by doing that. Instead, she folded her hands across her lap, looking him in the eyes.

"Besides, I've got a contact or two that could find out a thing or two about your little carjacking incident." She added.

The look on her face was pretty dead serious, which seemed to indicate that she was telling the truth. Though, of course, Eisley couldn't just simply blurt out that she was some undercover hero, it wasn't out of the question to at least say she... Knew her alter ego.

 
"Besides, I've got a contact or two that could find out a thing or two about your little carjacking incident." She added.
"Okay... You do realize how strange this seems, right? It's like something you'd see in a cheesy mystery movie. But for sake of argument, say I do accept your help... What do I need to do at my end?" He glanced down at her suitcase since she had earlier.

"Think about it. A self-proclaimed model comes to an accused man's house with a suitcase and proclaims she has... hobbies. In that scenario there's either sex toys or a weapon in the suitcase and right now I don't wanna know... So, what do I have to do, anyway?"

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