Jun 7, 2024 14:40:49 GMT
Post by ocelot on Jun 7, 2024 14:40:49 GMT
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[break]SEEING THE UNSEEN
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[break][attr="class","nikki101"]YOU CAN RUN AND YOU CAN HIDE, BUT EVERYTHING LEAVES A TRAIL
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Ocelot P.I...[break]
Time: 2.30am Thursday... [break]
Case: Collective Memory | Ongoing...[break][break]
His eye was dry and heaving as he approached his 34th hour, fatigue inviting him into his chair. It was dark, with little more than his desk light illuminating the office and the occasional break in the clouds exposing the moon. Adamska reached into his coats inner breast pocket, producing a slim container of pre rolled cigarettes packed with his preferred tabacco. The aroma of aged port filled his nose as he lit the end, almost completely sinking into the furniture. It was a welcomed end after the last two days.[break][break]
After another inhale he resigned himself to sleep, the soft desk and moon light evaporating into darkness. Despite working for a day and a half without rest he'd had little success in progressing the case, turning up nothing more than testimonies. These were only a personal recollection of THE shared memory of apocolypse, yet unable to distinguish a logical pattern. Perhaps that is where he faltered, by using logic on an illogical event. He suddenly flinched and woke as the ash from his cigarette burnt his chest, the lone eye opening from its light slumber.[break][break]
Adamska "Ocelot" Ivan...[break]
Time: Morning???[break]
Location: Pending...[break][break]
At first he didn't notice as he quickly patted the embers away with his hand, using the other to withdraw the burning deathstick from his lips. Then it hit him. Adamska gazed around to see broken buildings and a distitute landscape, intertwinned by vines of old communication and power wires. Smoke and mist crept along the ground, rising calmly to obscure the horizon. If he hadn't been burnt the Private Investigator would have thought he was dreaming 'I must be, surely?' his smoke bearing hand hovered above the other, carefully stabbing the ember on his skin to test it again. Instinctively he withdrew as it cinged his hair 'So this isn't a dream....then what the hell is-'
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Private Eye detected. Class assigned.....[break]
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[break]Ocelot P.I...[break]
Time: 2.30am Thursday... [break]
Case: Collective Memory | Ongoing...[break][break]
His eye was dry and heaving as he approached his 34th hour, fatigue inviting him into his chair. It was dark, with little more than his desk light illuminating the office and the occasional break in the clouds exposing the moon. Adamska reached into his coats inner breast pocket, producing a slim container of pre rolled cigarettes packed with his preferred tabacco. The aroma of aged port filled his nose as he lit the end, almost completely sinking into the furniture. It was a welcomed end after the last two days.[break][break]
After another inhale he resigned himself to sleep, the soft desk and moon light evaporating into darkness. Despite working for a day and a half without rest he'd had little success in progressing the case, turning up nothing more than testimonies. These were only a personal recollection of THE shared memory of apocolypse, yet unable to distinguish a logical pattern. Perhaps that is where he faltered, by using logic on an illogical event. He suddenly flinched and woke as the ash from his cigarette burnt his chest, the lone eye opening from its light slumber.[break][break]
Adamska "Ocelot" Ivan...[break]
Time: Morning???[break]
Location: Pending...[break][break]
At first he didn't notice as he quickly patted the embers away with his hand, using the other to withdraw the burning deathstick from his lips. Then it hit him. Adamska gazed around to see broken buildings and a distitute landscape, intertwinned by vines of old communication and power wires. Smoke and mist crept along the ground, rising calmly to obscure the horizon. If he hadn't been burnt the Private Investigator would have thought he was dreaming 'I must be, surely?' his smoke bearing hand hovered above the other, carefully stabbing the ember on his skin to test it again. Instinctively he withdrew as it cinged his hair 'So this isn't a dream....then what the hell is-'
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A light blue screen expanded in front of him, covering his view:[break][break]
Private Eye detected. Class assigned.....[break]
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Begin Tutorial?
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A good a lead as anyPHARAOH LEAP CREATES
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