EPTTL LoL Noir - Page 4
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NeoIllusions
United States37500 Posts
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MoonBear
Straight outta Johto18973 Posts
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Alaric
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phyvo
United States5635 Posts
Nice read though wave, I like, will read the next one! | ||
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JBright
Vancouver14381 Posts
No, but Joshua Bright is the character I used to make my nick. I really like Falcom's Trails series. On February 19 2013 09:35 NeoIllusions wrote: Nah, his first name doesn't even start with a 'J'. It isn't that far off from J. | ||
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sylverfyre
United States8298 Posts
On February 18 2013 15:49 HazMat wrote: Well, obviously John Bright is Jbright. MB is moonbear, he killed Chiharu when hes stopped using that as a posting smurf. I'm HOPING Steve is a reference to when I was trying to figure out Neo's first name and kept calling him Steve. Chris P = Chrispy. Musings is a reference to Smash's blog. "Mogwai's Musings" Dinosaur playing guitar is self-explanatory. Armored Bears is a reference which skips my mind. Spells out hotbid. That's all I've got right now. edit: Derp, room 6136 is Moonbear's post count when you wrote the story. When I first read it I knew it was either post count or a thread number but forgot to check up on it. Steve is so fake = FakeSteve Musings is http://www.teamliquid.net/forum/viewmessage.php?topic_id=391386 - moonbear's musings, not Smash's. Everything else you're correct on. I didn't catch the hotbid one, though, well played. Armored Bears probably has something to do with Zileas trying very hard to prevent an armored bear from being in League. | ||
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HazMat
United States17077 Posts
On February 20 2013 10:09 sylverfyre wrote: Steve is so fake = FakeSteve Musings is http://www.teamliquid.net/forum/viewmessage.php?topic_id=391386 - moonbear's musings, not Smash's. Everything else you're correct on. I didn't catch the hotbid one, though, well played. Armored Bears probably has something to do with Zileas trying very hard to prevent an armored bear from being in League. Read last page noob. I realized the Fakesteve mistake and Wave said it's a double entendre to both Smash's and Moonbear's musings. Armored bears has to do with Moonbear's banner with the cute volibear. | ||
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sylverfyre
United States8298 Posts
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AsmodeusXI
United States15536 Posts
TL LoL Noir 2 - Drafted A few hours later. No one lived in the Strats by choice. The most haggard longbeards, the ones that spend the evenings scrounging through the dumpsters, still remember when TL LoL was one neighborhood. If you can stand the smell or parse the inane babble, they'll speak of the days when they were the most active suburb in the city. When everyone knew the others' names, when the old community pioneers were still alive and possessed their wits. Neighbors were close then, willing to lend a build to the tenants next door or stand as two in the factory queues, waiting for work. "The good days," they say, as old men do. That was before the area was overburdened with newcomers, immigrants from far-off Red Hit or itinerant travelers with naught in their heads but theories and aspirations to respect and glory. When the suburb's population could no longer be contained to the original blocks, the good men and women of city hall erected the housing projects, monoliths designed to provide shelter for the burgeoning populace and divert them away from the city proper. The paint quickly chipped off the poorly-constructed edifices, and now the only way to distinguish the Tournies from the Strats were the gang colors: turquoise, saffron, and mustard in the Tournies and crimson, lavender, and green in the Strats. But here I am, mused Wei Xia-Dao, extinguishing the shriveled remains of his cigarette, home sweet home. He flicked the butt out the cracked window and let it fall with the rain. After all, what was the harm in adding just a bit more trash to the streets? No one would notice. I'm starting to sound like an old man myself, Wei grumbled, lifting himself from his chair as quietly as he could. Luckily, the missus was a heavy sleeper, so the creaking of the old wooden seat went unnoticed. Wei stretched out with a groan and grinned, recalling that, in spite of everything, he was happy. Yeah, the apartment was miniscule, his landlords were penny-pinching dirtbags, and his job barely paid him enough for his family to survive, but at least they were together. Now if only he could get rid of this damn insomnia, everything would be perfect. Wei tiptoed across the tiny bedroom, doing his best not to disturb the 4 A.M. serenity of his home. He grabbed a new pack of cigarettes and was turning back towards his spot by the window when the phone rang with a shrill scream. Wei swiftly crossed the room, snagging it from its cradle before the second ring sounded. "Do you have any fucking idea what time it is right now?" Wei whispered, trying to sound as intimidating as possible. "I do Wei, and I'm sorry, but it really couldn't wait." "John?" Shit, this couldn't be good. "Hold on a second." Wei cocked his head briefly, listening for any sound of movement in the house, any confused mutterings or cries. ...nothing. "Jesus John, you scared the shit outta me. What's it been, two years? And now you're calling me?" "You know I wouldn't if it weren't an emergency." I know. "Sure, but it's been a damn long time. How have you been man?" "Oh, you know… same old same old. Chasing the same criminals, bringing home the same paycheck. Even got a promotion, for all the no money that's worth." "No shit? Well congratulations. Now you can bring down that hammer of justice and have the title to boot." This small talk is nerve-racking, Wei thought. No one calls this late to talk about the weather. Especially not John. "I imagine you're wondering why I'm calling at this hour," John muttered, as if he didn't want to get to the point. "Yeah, that crossed my mind," Wei whispered, feeling a chill and suddenly remembering how late it was. How dark. "I've talked this over with the rest of the mod squad <oh no> and, well… we're in over our heads <of course you are>. There's a man out there. A man that we can't find. The kind of terrible man that makes nightmares real <i've read about it in the papers i know I KNOW>. The Darkness Killer, heard of him?" "Yeah," Wei gulped, knowing what was coming next. John could tell he was worried… even frightened. "We need your help Wei." "Fuck John you can't ask me to do this. You know why I'm got out." "I also know you were one of the best detectives TL HQ has ever seen, Wei. The things you did wearing the badge… shit. You were practically a legend. You could've had your name spoken for ages like Southlight or Shikyo. You remember the AHGL Prize, right <how could i forget>? You had normal citizens hanging off your every move, your every word! And that last case was…" Of course, the last case. The case that made the badge too heavy to wear. The case that stole away his best friend. The case that kept him awake at night. It seemed so straightforward at the time: some wackjob with delusions of grandeur spouting off shit ideas and killing anyone who tried to disagree. Pretty normal for Liquid City, sad as that is. He even declared himself to be some kind of Prince. Prince… X...? Fuck, I can't even remember his name anymore, Wei thought with regret. Carlson and I got a beat on where he was hiding out, raided the place just like we had done a million times before. But the fucker was ready. Somehow he'd got word that the force was coming, and such was his mania that he was completely prepared. I barely leapt out of the way before the trap was sprung… but Carlson was too slow. He had always been a big guy: never quick on his feet but damn did he pack a punch. Long as you were in the middle of his sights, he'd take you down faster than you could say "glorious revolu…" Now I'm just getting sentimental. This was the one brush with death he couldn't escape. He fell in a flash, bleeding and bellowing like a bear. Moments later, he was dead… my partner. The one person I thought I didn't have to protect. And to make matters worse, the "Prince" guy got away. Now and then, the paper still had reports of a man with the same M.O. terrorizing some other part of the city. Whatever. He was their problem now. Let some other poor sap lose a friend chasing after him. "I'm not talking about the case John. And I'm not coming out of retirement for this shit. I've got a kid, I've got a job. I'm happy." Even Wei was surprised at how hollow that sounded. "…an accident, Wei." He sighed, hearing the finality in Wei's tone. "Look, this man's a monster. He's no average Joe with a pistol and a marriage gone wrong. This is a killing spree. Now, I don't know what we need to shut him down, but I'm calling in everything we've got." "Everything?" Wei wondered, sounding slightly intrigued for the first time. "Yeah, everything. Every good man I've every worked with, every one who's ever done a damn bit of good for this city. I'm pulling Yango and Craton out of retirement because we could use some geniuses, even if they're barely rational half the time. Everyone who's transferred out of Homicide is getting special reassignment for this: Alaric, Coolman, Req, and Smash are all back on the team. I even managed to find Shake and Scip doing mercenary work and paid out their contracts just to get them working for me again. And, shockingly, we've got some new blood. There's some wonder boy who just graduated from the academy and a mystery man named Galt who came into the precinct with copious knowledge of the Tourney gangs. If I can't find a way to catch this guy with a team like this… well… Liquid City's a lot more fucked than even I realized." Wei was silent, his thoughts preventing him from forming words. John understood. "Listen, I know it's late. Just… think it over, will ya? We're at our wit's end here, and I could sure use a Golem on my side." Wei heard a dull click from the other end of the line, then placed the receiver back in it's cradle. He stumbled into the next room, dazed from the news he'd just heard, the use of his old nickname, and the sudden onset of exhaustion that came with it all. The mobile danced over the crib, its spangled bananas, oranges, and cupcakes rotating above the sleeping child's curled body. The late-night call (somehow) didn't disturb him... he looked almost angelic in his slumber as Wei stood by his bedside, thinking about what John was asking of him. This is impossible. There's no way I can do this. I have responsibilities. I have goddamn kid to take care of! How can he expect me to drop everything and pick up a badge?! Yet as he stared at the dreaming infant below, Wei realized he had no choice. How could he be sure that this Darkness Killer wouldn't come after his son next? Or his wife? Or his surly neighbors? Or his dirtbag landlord? Or someone else he spoke with or worked with or drank with? The people of TL LoL still needed him, so he couldn't do anything else. Damn it John, Wei thought to himself as he watched the rain dry up and the sun rise over the Liquid City limits. Comments, critiques, and everything else are welcome as always.  | ||
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GhandiEAGLE
United States20754 Posts
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sylverfyre
United States8298 Posts
I was amused at the 'bellowing like a bear' part. | ||
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WaveofShadow
Canada31494 Posts
Why didn't you PM me or something?? This is amazing! | ||
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WaveofShadow
Canada31494 Posts
OP updated with Part 2!! | ||
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AsmodeusXI
United States15536 Posts
On July 06 2013 07:39 WaveofShadow wrote: Oh shits I didn't even see this! Why didn't you PM me or something?? This is amazing! I THOUGHT YOU'D HAVE IT ON SUBSCRIBED THREADS OR SOMETHING. :D I hoped you'd like it... I started it the night you posted this and only finished like... three days ago. + Show Spoiler + That's because I only worked on it those two nights but still. | ||
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WaveofShadow
Canada31494 Posts
On July 06 2013 09:01 AsmodeusXI wrote: I THOUGHT YOU'D HAVE IT ON SUBSCRIBED THREADS OR SOMETHING. :D I hoped you'd like it... I started it the night you posted this and only finished like... three days ago. + Show Spoiler + That's because I only worked on it those two nights but still. I DID but I guess it's so old it got unsubscribed or something? | ||
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Alaric
France45622 Posts
I thought it was short. Then I scrolled back up, wanting to compare it to part 1 which I remembered was pretty long. And actually... well, time reading passed quicker than I thought for me to have found it short. | ||
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wei2coolman
United States60033 Posts
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Seuss
United States10536 Posts
-M. Night Shyamalan | ||
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GhandiEAGLE
United States20754 Posts
On July 06 2013 14:03 Seuss wrote: Twist Ending. The "Darkness Killer" is Lux. -M. Night Shyamalan And by continuation, is really Ares. | ||
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JBright
Vancouver14381 Posts
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