I wanna take you for granted, yeah, yeah well I will - Phone

[ceasetoexist]

[Phone]
[There's a small, throat-clearing sound on the other end of the phone before Pokey finally begins to speak.]

I found something in the ghost town that opened up during the fight with that stupid robot. You jerks have fifteen seconds to get a pen and paper, because when I start reading? I'm not stopping.

Alright. Hope you're ready, cause here we go.

[And Pokey will proceed to recite what's written on this note. He goes at a moderate pace, not super fast but not particularly slow or meticulous either. He doesn't stop, aside from one time. He pauses a bit before the last paragraph, and that one he reads noticeably slower then the others. And then a short pause after he finishes.]

I hope you losers caught all that, or at least one of you did, cause I don't want you bugging me to repeat.

[Filtered to Legion of Doom Members]

Alright listen up. The Riddler's droned, probably not for good, but we should probably elect someone to act as an impromptu leader with him gone if he hasn't done so already.

That being said, I'd actually like to do something now that we're settled down after all the bullcrap of the last few weeks. We were supposed to have a meeting last week but, uh, oops, understandably that didn't happen. So I suggest we have one this week, or try to. If no one else can host it, we can use my place because there's only drones here aside from myself, so if you have family members you don't want finding out about this, you don't have to.

I also want to suggest that everyone brings some kind of list of what they saw, what happened, and who they met during this mess. It's going to be best to try and understand this crap from all angles and, because of the mess it was, if any of us have info on the other people in this town we're stuck with, it'd be a good idea to get it out now so we can compile it in case we have to go against these jerkoffs sometime.

[Filtered to Mindy]

Hey squirt. I just...wanna make sure you're alright, after all that went down last week. That's all. Just making sure you didn't go and somehow get hurt.

[A pause. And then, he asks, slowly.]

...You wanna do something today? Like play a game?

[And after these phone calls, Pokey prepares to put the phone up. And stops. And for a long moment, he hesitates between putting it up and dialing one last number.

In the end? He chooses to dial that number.]

[Filtered to Lucas]

[When Pokey starts speaking, his voice is low. Trying to force calm. Struggling to say what he's trying to say.]

Stup-

Pig's bu-

Lucas.

[It was a struggle just to get your actual name out. THink that was hard? It's even more strained when he says the next part. Strained, and somewhat angry, but oddly enough? There's an odd sincerity in his tone. He means it.]

What you said about other people. About needing them. About some of them actually being good.

You were right.

I was wrong.

[And he just stops. He'll stay on the phone for a moment or two, waiting for a reply. And if none comes, he puts the receiver down.]

Comments

[inheritedtales.livejournal.com]

[Since this is Hermione Granger we're talking about she had no trouble copying all that done. So when she's done she'll have this to say:]

Thank you for the information.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah.

No point keeping it to myself. Not like it frickin' means anything on its own to me all that much. Might as well get it out there.

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

I can't believe I didn't get the finishing blow on that damn robot!

[This is so on-topic, bro.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I saw that hunk of crap wasn't stomping around anymore, so I assumed someone either destroyed it or it just went back to wherever it came from.

How much did you smash it up though?

[If he's bothered by how off topic it is, he sure isn't showing it Laharl.]

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

I don't understand....

Who are all those people in the letter? Did they use to live in Mayfield?

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

I'd have destroyed it three times if it didn't keep narrowly dodging, but me and some crazy lady took off one of the arms.


...I should probably go find her, huh.

[phone]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

"Thank you. What was the ghost town like, actually? I was busy having all my bones broken."

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh.

Hey, couldn't hurt. BUt, uh, good luck sorting her out from all the crazy ladies here, if that's all you got.

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

Whatever. All I'm getting at is that you should have seen it instead of shuffling off to some weird safehouse pocket dimension.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Well, this is something he'd rather not discuss with someone so little, but you know what? He might as well try.]

...Yeah. They used to live here, then they escaped, and then they probably got brought back again.

Do you know who the Police Chief is? The mean guy?

[phone]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah, sure.

...Pfft, know that feeling!

It was...well, a friggin' ghost town. It kinda looked like it was out of a Western. Dumb was old and entirely deserted and...kinda creepy in a way, I guess. But not the worst thing I'd ever seen.

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

..... Yeah. He's the scary one.

[She kind of views Grady as the boogeyman.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I did see it. I woke up to hearing the friggin' thing stomping around town.

Yeah, I would've come and helped you fight it but, you know-I was tired after dying twice already this week opportunity knocked to actually get some info.

And hey. You guys had it covered.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Not a bad thing to view him as.]

Well, he's the person they're calling Olney in there. And once upon a time, he tried to escape with them.

And then he betrayed them.

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

Why? Weren't they his friends?

[But it would explain why he was always angry. He was mean to his friends and now they all went away and he's lonely. At least something makes more sense.]

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

Oh, right, now we know more cryptic crap from letters people wrote about being scared. What a breakthrough.

By the way...

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Because he's stupid, and cruel, and a coward, and sometimes what looks like the easy way to do things is actually a really bad thing to do.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

We know more then that. If you'd like, I can make a colorful graph with pictures to help you understand it better.

Yeah?

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

[And now he was mean to everyone here and couldn't make new friends. He should've caught on by now. Grown ups really made no sense.]

What happened to them....?

Did they die?

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

"Wow, that IS interesting. Thank you again."

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

You hereby need my permission and/or escort to do anything that might get you killed. The last thing I need is to lose track of my vassals, got it?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

What?

That's stupid! As far as we know skipping down the street on a bad day could friggin' get you killed!

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

....I don't know.

Maybe they did. Or maybe they were droned. I just don't know.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Eh, not really. I mean, if you've seen a western, you've seen that place a hundred times over.

Sounds like it was more interesting here, honestly.

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

Don't be an idiot! Obviously I meant anything with an elevated chance! Like if you'd fought the robot instead of running around collecting your pointless intel. Jeez.