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It's Curtains Mods ([personal profile] stagemanagers) wrote in [community profile] itscurtains2016-11-04 01:07 pm
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third investigation

[The Opera House is quiet on Friday, just as it was quiet last Friday. There's no immediate smell of blood the air and most everyone was pretty blase about the motive earlier in the week this might just be a deathless week.

The only way to know for sure is to investigate.]
inforapenny: (anyways)

nope gonna keep bringing up that cw: emeto

[personal profile] inforapenny 2016-11-04 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gags again at the acid smell of vomit, but still stays strong.]

...what was the point of putting her in the washing machine?

[What does her face look like? Swollen, cyanotic, smelling like almonds???]
inforapenny: (anyways)

K now I think he's good

[personal profile] inforapenny 2016-11-04 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ok, Billy. Time to man up. They're all counting on you.

Holding one glove over his nose and mouth, he reaches out with the other and carefully moves her head to see if her neck was snapped, before dipping a finger of the coarse leather glove into her mouth and dabbing the inside of her cheeks to see if it's also raw and bloody inside.]
inforapenny: (like a fool)

cw: emeto goddamnit

[personal profile] inforapenny 2016-11-04 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Billy hazards to sniff his glove after he pulls it out of her mouth, and then gags louder than before. His eyes water, the clean glove still clapped over to his mouth as he scrambles up and stumbles to the trash can provided for lint disposal purposes. He heaves (a whole lot of nothing - Billy, eat a sandwich) into the trash can, then dry heaves one last time before he strips his gloves off and slam dunks them into the trash can.

ARE WE DONE HERE. WE'RE DONE HERE. BYE. THE DOCTOR IS OUT.]
Edited 2016-11-04 20:16 (UTC)