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Post by Beelzebibble on May 4, 2010 13:48:22 GMT -5
I see them. Thanks!
Unfortunately Renard's car isn't scheduled to become useless until a little later in this act. And that's a scene I think I've got to write.
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Post by Tout-Perd on May 6, 2010 17:27:55 GMT -5
Well, I ended Lacy's part of the story with a whimper, and not a bang, but it felt natural. The two actually had a really sweet, cute dynamic. Kinda grand-daughter - grand-father like or something.
I was expecting Lacy to be much less cooperative, but I guess that's because the only other time she's been asked for help was by a guy that just shot her down. So I guess she's a lot sweeter than I thought.
Not to mention the fun duality between a girl that thinks being a test-tube baby is totally normal, and could validly have a bumper sticker saying "My other car's a giant robot", and Renard, who is about a hundred years behind the times. It's interesting how they go together. Maybe they'll get a chance to meet again? I don't know, but I hope so.
Hmmm...
Regard the sky. Speculate on coming weather or recall the forecast and trust it absolutely.
Fnd a high place. Look for silver cars.
Try to reach the police with the info you have. Get ignored.
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Post by Beelzebibble on May 8, 2010 16:34:43 GMT -5
The latest.Thanks again, Lee! And yeah, my first reaction aloud on reading your post was, "Aww, Lacy's nice!" She and Renard definitely do have a fruitful dynamic. (Although I don't think Renard is quite as old as you seem to have guessed. Think forties most likely, not Tanner-age. I don't need two Tanner-aged European guys in my cast ((the other one being Tanner)).) Anyway, we'll be looking at a post from Ninety next, I hope. And since I'm in the business of recognizing great suggestions, Ninety's suggestion about trying to surmise the contents of the shopping bag was another exceptionally good one.
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Post by Tout-Perd on May 8, 2010 20:14:10 GMT -5
Ah, yes, I seem to have quite the problem with imagining him as more elderly than he actually is. I guess it's because I saw his hair a white/grey on the initial sketch, and looked at his mannerisms as seeming older than he actually was. I had him pegged as mid-fifties, still very capable but aging, so reading evidence to the contrary has gradually been shocking me out of that. Still struggling with it though, so if you need to tweak any of my Lacianus posts, just let me know and I'll fix them.
As for suggestions: Tweak Mustache, since it's become his signature gesture now.
Consider examining the cosmetics aisle more thoroughly on his way out of the store.
Find the thing that the other guy in the store had been looking for earlier.
Ask if they've had anything vanish unexpectedly around the store since he last visited.
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Post by Beelzebibble on May 10, 2010 14:28:16 GMT -5
As a reminder, Tom the Albarello employee found an older photo Renard had accidentally bundled in with the newly-developed junk and subsequently left on the counter: Tom took up the stack of photos Renard had left on the counter and took them to the shredder in back. Even if they were indecipherable they had to be destroyed as per the store's privacy policy. He fed them in one by one until he came upon one that was much clearer than the others. It was the last in the stack and Tom could easily see a man in a large coat and an old-fashioned hat. The picture was taken from behind so the face wasn't visible but his shadow was cast on the wall in front of him in such a way that it was quite obvious he was examining something in his hand, possibly a pocketwatch. It certainly looked like there was a chain attached to it. This abandoned photograph was entirely Ninety's devising, not a request on my part. So, since it's not something that the very framework of the mystery rests upon, I wonder if you guys would care to toss out any suggestions as to who it could be, depicted in this photograph? I have an idea of my own which I'll use if no one comes up with anything better, but the photo is definitely up for interpretation.
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Post by Ninety on May 10, 2010 14:48:58 GMT -5
It's Jesus. Or possibly Robert Downey Jr.
Suppress your befuddlement as you glance at the photo inside the envelope.
Proceed to make the inquiry you had rehearsed prior.
Ask Tom about the woman and all pertinent identifying information.
Continuously tweak mustache in interest as Tom relates the information he knows.
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Post by Beelzebibble on May 11, 2010 14:08:19 GMT -5
So! That photograph.
Anyone else? Have any? Thoughts?
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Post by Tout-Perd on May 11, 2010 14:35:00 GMT -5
The photo is one that Renard took using a friend's advice and equipment. He hated how it came out, but held onto it out of respect for the friend. He only returned it due to a sorting accident.
It's one that Renard got by accident when picking up his pictures at another time. He was planning on examining it and discerning its true owner, but in his hurry to leave, grabbed it along with his most recent photos.
Find the hygiene product the angry fellow was looking for by sheer happenstance.
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Post by Beelzebibble on May 11, 2010 14:37:15 GMT -5
I like this. Although I was more thinking of who's in the photograph.
Still, though, good idea.
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Post by The Evil Biscuit on May 12, 2010 19:42:49 GMT -5
IT'S CHARLES TANNER OMFG
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Post by Ninety on May 12, 2010 23:44:21 GMT -5
It's choobeh. Choobeh Christ. Or Twayne Boneraper.
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Post by Beelzebibble on May 14, 2010 16:58:28 GMT -5
The latest.Shit, some backstory. Since when do I go in for any of that jive? It is unusual, I tell you.
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Post by Tout-Perd on May 17, 2010 18:37:59 GMT -5
==>
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Post by Beelzebibble on May 17, 2010 20:15:40 GMT -5
Oh, Niiiiinetyyyy...
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Post by The Evil Biscuit on May 17, 2010 21:31:11 GMT -5
Oh, Pohatu. You'll never get him that way. Here, try this. NINETY
YOU GODLESS SACK OF SHIT
RELEASE YOUR PENIS AND GET TO WORK
THERE'S REGISTREING TO BE DONE
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Post by Beelzebibble on May 17, 2010 21:48:23 GMT -5
HAHAHAHAHA
Biscuit rocks my world. I was reading this in the library and I cracked up. Totally worth the awkward stares.
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Post by Ninety on May 19, 2010 23:11:12 GMT -5
Hey now. You can just text me, PM me, email me, get me on AIM, send me a message/comment on Facebook, or come to Austin if I'm absent for too long.
I'll have a response up as soon as my butt stops protesting about the chili I had earlier!
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Post by Tout-Perd on May 19, 2010 23:29:13 GMT -5
Considering that it's chili in Texas, I'm pretty sure that counts as a medical emergency.
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Post by The Evil Biscuit on May 20, 2010 0:04:03 GMT -5
Usually you need a HAZMAT team.
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Post by Ninety on May 20, 2010 0:19:10 GMT -5
I made the chili so it was pretty intense. I like things really spicy and I like my chili even spicier. It had whatever was in the seasoning pouch (I was out of red pepper so I couldn't do it completely from scratch like I normally do), a lot of Cholula hot sauce, some chili powder, a good serving of Tony Chachere's More-Spice cajun seasoning, and a whole bunch of habanero hot sauce.
I had to eat 4 tortillas with just one bowl. So dope. Oh, and I used deer meat so it was a pretty nice change in pace from the normal chili I make.
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Post by Beelzebibble on May 20, 2010 12:45:40 GMT -5
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Post by Beelzebibble on May 20, 2010 22:48:39 GMT -5
The latest. Again. Guess I wanted to get this out of the way. Renard's been getting a little wearisome to write as of this second page, but things are about to pick up. We really have only one more obligatory dull talky-talk scene before he solves him some mystery. Let's get to it gents!
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Post by ch00beh on May 23, 2010 16:12:56 GMT -5
Buy some Cholula hot sauce for ch00b
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Post by Ninety on May 23, 2010 16:26:21 GMT -5
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Post by ch00beh on May 23, 2010 16:45:44 GMT -5
it doesn't have that classy wooden cap, though.
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Post by Ninety on May 23, 2010 17:40:51 GMT -5
I'll buy you a case of the little ones then.
Go to Madame Ravioli and ask her about Nicole and what she thought of the museum.
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