Silliness The Case of the Rock and the Red, Decision at Dawn - Page 6

kindlekitten · 11-12-2010, 03:45 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by badgoodDeb

KK? Wakey, wakey! I've signed you up for a gig, with me. If you aren't at the meeting place soon (okay, maybe it's a Chagall structure rather than a Dali?) we'll have to rendezvous at check point #2. Here's hoping you remember where that is, cuz I'm not sure I do!

chill oh stabby person! I've been looking for the special smokeless powder for the job! I'll be there!

badgoodDeb · 11-12-2010, 08:10 PM

OH, I guess I mean that other wierd artist. Picasso. Hope you aren't waiting at some other statue!

kindlekitten · 11-12-2010, 09:44 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by badgoodDeb

OH, I guess I mean that other wierd artist. Picasso. Hope you aren't waiting at some other statue!

actually there was a David replica that took all of my attention for awhile

. I'm better now!

badgoodDeb · 11-12-2010, 10:33 PM

Oh, that sounds Much More Interesting! After VR is recovered, you'll have to show me that statue.

kindlekitten · 11-13-2010, 01:29 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by badgoodDeb

Oh, that sounds Much More Interesting! After VR is recovered, you'll have to show me that statue.

indeed!

Rock Lobster · 11-15-2010, 09:45 AM

As the compact clucked madly, the bigger of the three guys in the living room looked over and said, "Looks like we got company, Boss!"

Turning and running as fast as I could, I began to regret the lack of a sandwich in my stomach. I just hoped that my cousin's flivver would start on the first crank. And that I could get away and hidden quickly enough to stay away from one of the souped up go buggies that I had seen in the garage.

One of the first things you learn as a gumshoe is to never get caught. The second thing is to play dumb if you are. Which should come natural, having messed up the first lesson. I figured that Red and me would have a good chuckle over the predicament after this was all over, but at the moment I wasn't laughing.

I skidded through the kitchen and grabbed a large pan off the counter. In a knife fight, your best weapon is a pistol. Barring that, a large, steel pan with a good heft and long reach comes in a close second. The last thing you want in a knife fight is a knife, because that would be fighting fair and would violate the third thing you learn as a gumshoe: don't.

I figured these guys would either have a gun, in which case nothing i could do would make a difference, or knives, in which case, see above. Maybe even just bare fists, which really played into the third lesson. Either way, I was screwed or had a chance.

I grabbed a large plate off the counter and slung it discus style at the first pursuer. It smacked him in the forehead and he went down, tripping the second guy. The third guy jumped over their tangled bodies and came straight for me. I ran through the door of the mudroom, figuring to lay in wait and introduce the lug to my friend, Pan.

Just as I went through the door, I caught a glimpse of a figure standing inside. Then the world lit up with fireworks, followed shortly by the lights going out.

badgoodDeb · 11-15-2010, 03:10 PM

dsvick · 11-16-2010, 02:28 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Rock Lobster

Just as I went through the door, I caught a glimpse of a figure standing inside. Then the world lit up with fireworks, followed shortly by the lights going out.

Pan has more than one friend?

Greg Anos · 11-18-2010, 09:12 PM

As I started cruising over to Riverside, I plugged in the cellphone to the car stereo, and dialed a third number. This was the sneakest of them all. It didn't ring the phone either but turned it on, while not connecting listening speaker. Now I could hear what was goin' on without anybody payin' attention. If somebody tried to dial out, I'd get a chirp and a disconnect. The Rangers it wasn't, but it was the off-season. Besides, this was business.

After a few minutes, I heard somebody talkn' in the background.

"How's he doing?"
"Still out, Boss. It cost Jake The Shiv his best baseball bat. Snapped in two right over his head."
"Remind me to get him a new bat. Can't have him work without proper equipment."
"It just goes to show - never take a skillet to a baseball bat fight. Boss, what are we gonna do with him when he wakes up?"
"We'll ask him some questions. Like who is he and who hired him. And why is he dressed like a '40's P.I."

I didn't hear anything more for a few minutes and then I heard some grunts and groans....

"Hey boss, looks like he came to."

badgoodDeb · 11-18-2010, 11:09 PM

Kk and I are scouting around for any news or clues about VR. The Chippendales Club we tried provided no (relevant) leads. Wonder if we should try the Cubbies' locker room next ....

kindlekitten · 11-19-2010, 01:52 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by badgoodDeb

Kk and I are scouting around for any news or clues about VR. The Chippendales Club we tried provided no (relevant) leads. Wonder if we should try the Cubbies' locker room next ....

*quickly shoves unidentified articles of clothing into her shooting bag* clues? we don't need no steenkin' clues! *HIC*

Greg Anos · 11-19-2010, 05:25 PM

To Quote Sam and Dave = Hold On...I'm Comin'

Rock Lobster · 11-21-2010, 10:29 AM

I woke up with a head the size of Catalina and a tongue that tasted like stale beer. And not the good stuff they sell in the Speaks. The stuff you do in your bathtub at home. I groaned, just to help the geniuses stadning around me get the clue that I was once again with them.

"Hey Boss, looks like he came to!"

"No kidding, Solly! My first clue was when he opened his eyes."

"My first clue was when I realized I wasn't having a nightmare and you are just that ugly," I said. What can I say. I have a problem with subtlety.

By way of explanation, I got a kick in the ribs. "Shut up, you! What are you doing here?"

I've always had a problem with stupid people. Especially stupid people with guns pointed at me. I gave the obvious boss the sort of tortured look you have when your three year old niece is screaming for no other reason than it's Tuesday.

"All, right! You can answer questions! But shut up otherwise!"

"Thanks for clearing that up, slick. I'm looking for some wise guys who stole a friend's dog and are asking for way more than he's worth in ransom."

From the back of the room, I heard a faint, "Hey!"

"I figure a talking dog is worth a bit on the open market, don't you?"

"How do you really know he's talking? Maybe you're just hallucinating."

That set him back for a while. He moved his lips as he tried to get the understanding through his brain of what the question meant. I got another kick in the ribs for my effort. "He can talk because I can hear him!"

I have to admire philosopher in a man, even when thinking is probably not possible and therefore he doesn't exist. "He'd be worth a lot more as a talking dog who didn't have a smart mouth."

"That does it! i don't have to work under these conditions! I'm calling my agent!"

"Shaddap, dog! How do I know that you're not telling me that just to throw me off the track of why you're really here?"

"Basically, I'm an honest person." Welching on the rent isn't dishonest, just necessary in my line of work.

The boss scratched his head again. Tonight was not turning out to be a good one for his self esteem. "So, you found us. Now what are you going to do about it?"

"Get you rass kicked, then abscond with the mutt and go collect the reward money."

Another kick in the ribs. I was beginning to wish that he'd figure out a different way of punctuating his thoughts. "It doesn't look like you're in any position to be kicking anyone's ass, gumshoe!"

"I don't recall proposing to be the kicker. I just know someone who knows someone named GoodBadDeb. You may have heard about her."

The boss got pale all of a sudden. I didn't tell him about the insurance I'd taken out at the MobileRead Mansion. I thought I'd just let that wait until they were really distracted, just to amuse myself.

badgoodDeb · 11-21-2010, 09:54 PM

Mwah-hah-hah-hah! (Hey, *you* try to spell that battle cry of mine!)

KK, sounds like we need to look for that fishy P.I., Rock Lobster. VR might be with him. Mmmm, I love a good crustacean dinner. So long as nobody *else* messes with the lobsters before we get there. I prefer to chose my own dinner, live from the tank.

So which shady area of town do we peruse, for a really good seafood dinner? Dockside, maybe?

kindlekitten · 11-21-2010, 11:36 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by badgoodDeb

Mwah-hah-hah-hah! (Hey, *you* try to spell that battle cry of mine!)

KK, sounds like we need to look for that fishy P.I., Rock Lobster. VR might be with him. Mmmm, I love a good crustacean dinner. So long as nobody *else* messes with the lobsters before we get there. I prefer to chose my own dinner, live from the tank.

So which shady area of town do we peruse, for a really good seafood dinner? Dockside, maybe?

do you want me to break out the prize winning sniffer dogs or just start blowing stuff up? I can almost start hearing again after that last job and my ears are getting itchy. time for boombs?

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11-12-2010, 08:10 PM	#77
badgoodDeb Grand Sorcerer Posts: 8,545 Karma: 64462893 Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Harrisburg outskirts Device: Palms, K1-4s, iPads, iPhones, KV, KO1	OH, I guess I mean that other wierd artist. Picasso. Hope you aren't waiting at some other statue!

11-12-2010, 10:33 PM	#79
badgoodDeb Grand Sorcerer Posts: 8,545 Karma: 64462893 Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Harrisburg outskirts Device: Palms, K1-4s, iPads, iPhones, KV, KO1	Oh, that sounds Much More Interesting! After VR is recovered, you'll have to show me that statue.

11-15-2010, 09:45 AM	#81
Rock Lobster PI for hire. Posts: 94 Karma: 511896 Join Date: Feb 2010 Device: I keep a notebook handy, just in case.	As the compact clucked madly, the bigger of the three guys in the living room looked over and said, "Looks like we got company, Boss!" Turning and running as fast as I could, I began to regret the lack of a sandwich in my stomach. I just hoped that my cousin's flivver would start on the first crank. And that I could get away and hidden quickly enough to stay away from one of the souped up go buggies that I had seen in the garage. One of the first things you learn as a gumshoe is to never get caught. The second thing is to play dumb if you are. Which should come natural, having messed up the first lesson. I figured that Red and me would have a good chuckle over the predicament after this was all over, but at the moment I wasn't laughing. I skidded through the kitchen and grabbed a large pan off the counter. In a knife fight, your best weapon is a pistol. Barring that, a large, steel pan with a good heft and long reach comes in a close second. The last thing you want in a knife fight is a knife, because that would be fighting fair and would violate the third thing you learn as a gumshoe: don't. I figured these guys would either have a gun, in which case nothing i could do would make a difference, or knives, in which case, see above. Maybe even just bare fists, which really played into the third lesson. Either way, I was screwed or had a chance. I grabbed a large plate off the counter and slung it discus style at the first pursuer. It smacked him in the forehead and he went down, tripping the second guy. The third guy jumped over their tangled bodies and came straight for me. I ran through the door of the mudroom, figuring to lay in wait and introduce the lug to my friend, Pan. Just as I went through the door, I caught a glimpse of a figure standing inside. Then the world lit up with fireworks, followed shortly by the lights going out.

11-15-2010, 03:10 PM	#82
badgoodDeb Grand Sorcerer Posts: 8,545 Karma: 64462893 Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Harrisburg outskirts Device: Palms, K1-4s, iPads, iPhones, KV, KO1

11-18-2010, 09:12 PM	#84
Greg Anos Grand Sorcerer Posts: 11,520 Karma: 37057604 Join Date: Jan 2008 Device: Pocketbook	As I started cruising over to Riverside, I plugged in the cellphone to the car stereo, and dialed a third number. This was the sneakest of them all. It didn't ring the phone either but turned it on, while not connecting listening speaker. Now I could hear what was goin' on without anybody payin' attention. If somebody tried to dial out, I'd get a chirp and a disconnect. The Rangers it wasn't, but it was the off-season. Besides, this was business. After a few minutes, I heard somebody talkn' in the background. "How's he doing?" "Still out, Boss. It cost Jake The Shiv his best baseball bat. Snapped in two right over his head." "Remind me to get him a new bat. Can't have him work without proper equipment." "It just goes to show - never take a skillet to a baseball bat fight. Boss, what are we gonna do with him when he wakes up?" "We'll ask him some questions. Like who is he and who hired him. And why is he dressed like a '40's P.I." I didn't hear anything more for a few minutes and then I heard some grunts and groans.... "Hey boss, looks like he came to."

11-18-2010, 11:09 PM	#85
badgoodDeb Grand Sorcerer Posts: 8,545 Karma: 64462893 Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Harrisburg outskirts Device: Palms, K1-4s, iPads, iPhones, KV, KO1	Kk and I are scouting around for any news or clues about VR. The Chippendales Club we tried provided no (relevant) leads. Wonder if we should try the Cubbies' locker room next ....

11-19-2010, 05:25 PM	#87
Greg Anos Grand Sorcerer Posts: 11,520 Karma: 37057604 Join Date: Jan 2008 Device: Pocketbook	To Quote Sam and Dave = Hold On...I'm Comin'

11-21-2010, 10:29 AM	#88
Rock Lobster PI for hire. Posts: 94 Karma: 511896 Join Date: Feb 2010 Device: I keep a notebook handy, just in case.	I woke up with a head the size of Catalina and a tongue that tasted like stale beer. And not the good stuff they sell in the Speaks. The stuff you do in your bathtub at home. I groaned, just to help the geniuses stadning around me get the clue that I was once again with them. "Hey Boss, looks like he came to!" "No kidding, Solly! My first clue was when he opened his eyes." "My first clue was when I realized I wasn't having a nightmare and you are just that ugly," I said. What can I say. I have a problem with subtlety. By way of explanation, I got a kick in the ribs. "Shut up, you! What are you doing here?" I've always had a problem with stupid people. Especially stupid people with guns pointed at me. I gave the obvious boss the sort of tortured look you have when your three year old niece is screaming for no other reason than it's Tuesday. "All, right! You can answer questions! But shut up otherwise!" "Thanks for clearing that up, slick. I'm looking for some wise guys who stole a friend's dog and are asking for way more than he's worth in ransom." From the back of the room, I heard a faint, "Hey!" "I figure a talking dog is worth a bit on the open market, don't you?" "How do you really know he's talking? Maybe you're just hallucinating." That set him back for a while. He moved his lips as he tried to get the understanding through his brain of what the question meant. I got another kick in the ribs for my effort. "He can talk because I can hear him!" I have to admire philosopher in a man, even when thinking is probably not possible and therefore he doesn't exist. "He'd be worth a lot more as a talking dog who didn't have a smart mouth." "That does it! i don't have to work under these conditions! I'm calling my agent!" "Shaddap, dog! How do I know that you're not telling me that just to throw me off the track of why you're really here?" "Basically, I'm an honest person." Welching on the rent isn't dishonest, just necessary in my line of work. The boss scratched his head again. Tonight was not turning out to be a good one for his self esteem. "So, you found us. Now what are you going to do about it?" "Get you rass kicked, then abscond with the mutt and go collect the reward money." Another kick in the ribs. I was beginning to wish that he'd figure out a different way of punctuating his thoughts. "It doesn't look like you're in any position to be kicking anyone's ass, gumshoe!" "I don't recall proposing to be the kicker. I just know someone who knows someone named GoodBadDeb. You may have heard about her." The boss got pale all of a sudden. I didn't tell him about the insurance I'd taken out at the MobileRead Mansion. I thought I'd just let that wait until they were really distracted, just to amuse myself.

11-21-2010, 09:54 PM	#89
badgoodDeb Grand Sorcerer Posts: 8,545 Karma: 64462893 Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Harrisburg outskirts Device: Palms, K1-4s, iPads, iPhones, KV, KO1	Mwah-hah-hah-hah! (Hey, you try to spell that battle cry of mine!) KK, sounds like we need to look for that fishy P.I., Rock Lobster. VR might be with him. Mmmm, I love a good crustacean dinner. So long as nobody else messes with the lobsters before we get there. I prefer to chose my own dinner, live from the tank. So which shady area of town do we peruse, for a really good seafood dinner? Dockside, maybe?

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