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 Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:02 pm
We gonna go campin on some peoples faces for information Mr. Prez?
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:02 pm
*Johnny bursts through the door to the Bistro and collapses to the ground befre he can get a single word out of his mouth, he is bleeding profusely from a gaping hole inhis back, and his stomach. and the blood is pooling out around him.*
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:03 pm
* Linda looked at Bigby.*
" Linda... call me Linda.. West was.."
* Linda shook her head.. her hair was messy. She knew she was losing it but she couldn't help it..*
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:03 pm
-goes over to Johhny and picks him up.-
WHAT THE HELL!?!
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:05 pm
-puts a tea cosy down under johnny and goes to the dorr of the back room.-
Dude, we got another down!
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:05 pm
Linda Park West * Linda looked at Bigby.* " Linda... call me Linda.. West was.." * Linda shook her head.. her hair was messy. She knew she was losing it but she couldn't help it..* Linda. Is your head clearer? Here. He opens Remy's mini-fridge and hands her bottled water.That may be the only thing in this place that's non-alcoholic.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:05 pm
Jean-Paul walks in, muttering some violence against bookshelves and sanders, then glances down at Johnny Gallo on the floor.
"I think someone has mistake this person for Gambino." He sighs and is kneeling at the injured man's side in a moment with an ice-pack that didn't seem to be in evidence before. "Would someone call an ambulance, sil void plait?"
EDIT: Or not...
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:07 pm
*Kal is not in a good mood as he reaches STAR labs. Instead of landing and walking through the glass doors, he shatters them and races down the hallway to the clean room, his heightened hearing guiding him to Bigby's contacts. He slows to a stop and marches into the clean room, depositing Clark on the examining table. STAR labs employees in bio hazard suits surround Clark and start looking him over.*
I trust you will take care of my countryman.
Sir, we can't let you leave this room.
WHAT?!
You could be contaminated sir, we need to contain the infection.
*Kal's eyes blaze for a second, then subside as he realizes the truth.*
Please take your shirt off sir, we need to take your vitals.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:08 pm
-Ports Johnny to the hospital and comes back after leaving him in the hands of the able doctors.-
Okay so Johnny is probably not gonna make it, unless "Rich Wings" gets here but that ain't real probable. So anyone know what the hell is going on?
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:08 pm
Tonight, the Night Of Wallace West's Funeral, Another Dies!
But Who?
Will it be...
Clark Kent?
Johnny Gallo?
Linda Park West?
Kal-L?
Deadpool?
Spider?
Bigby?
Or some other unfortunate soul?
only time can tell......
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:09 pm
Bigby wrinkles his nose.
I smell brimstone.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:10 pm
-looks around after hearing a very mysterious narator voice.-
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON
-sits down on the floor rocking back and forth sucking his thumb.-
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:10 pm
* Linda drinks the water but has a little difficulty with it as alot of it doesn't make it in her mouth and runs down the side of her face.. Her English is all blurred*
" I dun.. know..I wanna foget"
* Linda shakes her head*
" Evin wen de killer is fond won bing Wally bak. Nutin will."
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:10 pm
I wish we could just run out and start hitting heads Wade, but there's no heads to hit around here.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:12 pm
No. Nothing will. Which means that you are going to have to find a way to go on. Is it easy to be separated from your loved ones? No. HELL no.
Mrs. West, I have a mate and seven cubs I'm not even allowed to see. But I go on. You have to, because the second you give up on life, it's the end. I've spent 200 years around you mund...you mundane, normal people, and let me tell you, the one thing that's inspired me is that you don't give up when you're against the wall. You have a strong power. And that's the power of belief. You have to believe that things will get better.
You have to believe the killer will be brought to justice. And you have to believe that life will go on.
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