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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: ✡ on November 30, 2010, 11:35:11 PM
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DI Drake woke up with his head pounding to the sound of his alarm clock frantically screeching. "Another day, another eight hours of dealing with that DCI of mine" he thought as he pulled on his jeans and leather bomber jacket. As he was leaving the emptiness of his Manchester flat, Drake swiped up his warrant card (which read Her Majesty's Metropolitan Police Force hereby gives Drake the rank, rights, and office of Detective Inspector). Drake decided to walk today, the station was only about a mile away, and it was too pleasant a day to waste on being trapped in a car. He arrived at the station about twenty minutes later and took his place at his desk. He looked up to see DC Valentine stalk into the office, she was new, so Drake didn't know her well. Drake shot a look at his DCI's office, no doubt today would be another uninteresting day, that always put his boss in a bad mood. Suddenly the phone rang....
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max slowly walked into the station still rubbing his eyes when the phone rang. he heard someone answer it and just walked over to his desk greeting DC valentine on his way past. he sat down after a long yawn and started on some paper work for the night before, oblivious to anyone else being in the station.
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She smiled and gave a small nod to DI Max before she wet back to searching through her papers, looking for her card, when she found it she placed it in her shirt pocket and got up to get herself a hot drink, perking her ears to the sound of the phone ringing and being answered.
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Drake put the phone to his ear, "DI Drake" he said in a wary voice, this was after all, the first call his station had received in more than two weeks. A-Division always fobbed off the big jobs to the Hyde station. "Manchester CID?" came a nervous voice from the phone, "this is PC Erikson, and I...I..." it sounded as if he was traumatized. "You what PC Erikson?" said Drake. Erikson continued, "I was on my last round of the evening when I took a look at the river and I found the body of a man floating in the canal, I think you need to come down and see for yourself" Drake sat back in amazement, and said into the phone, "okay we'll be there as soon as we can" . He signaled to DC Valentine and DI Max that there was a situation.
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max noticed drake signal him so he got up and grabbed his things. "so whats the case?" he asked DI drake as he walked over. his trench coat over his shoulder and keys in his hand.
(is this the day or night shift?)
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(day shift)
Drake looked up at his fellow DI. "some bloke dead in the river, probably got drunk...let's take the DCI's car, I'm thinking he's not awake yet, probably slept in his office again." Drake turned towards DC Valentine, "Skree!" he said, "grab the Cortina keys and let's get out there!"
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"well at least its not another day or nothing but paperwork." max sighed pocketing his keys and grabbing his hat and notebook.
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Valentine brought the keys back to Drake and they all piled into the Cortina out front. "Crevan won't notice that it's gone..." Drake reassured the others....mostly himself. Drake drove the Cortina fast today, this was one of his few chances to be out on the streets. The Cortina pulled up to the roped-off area by the river. A blonde-haired PC, Erikson most likely, guided the group to the spot where a man's body lay. "Someone help me inspect his body" Drake said
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"here you go constable, a chance for some good experience." max said patting DC Valentine's shoulder. "i'll go check around for anything suspicious."
(i think we should wait for one of the others to post before we continue to much further, but its just a suggestion.)
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she out out the car and walked over to Drake, "I'll help with the body" she pulled on a pair of gloves before looking at the body. Cautiously went over to the body and crouched down, she began serach the pockets of the vitim for any form of ID, After a few minutes she found a wallet and stood up as she searched through, "well he wasnt mugged, he still has money and..." she paused as she opened up the parts for cards "he has no form of ID on him. How ever this happened the person or person involved obviously didnt want us to find out who this is". She inspected the John Doe more for any visable damage.
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max walked around a bit vaguly hearing something about not-mugged and no ID. he slowly looked over an abandoned car he found behind a nearby boat shed. the looked normal apart from the bloody, broken drivers window, cracked windshield and the fact it had some how ended up half way out of the buildings back wall, about three meters from the edge of the water. "i think i found something!......something i cant explain!
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Drake also pulled on his gloves and searched over the body. He inspected the entire body before he found a spot under the man's shirt on the back of the body. He turned to DC Valentine. "Well I think we found the cause of death.." he said and ripped the man's shirt off to reveal multiple deep lacerations in the man's back. Drake then heard DI Max call him from somewhere nearby and he leaped up to go inspect what had happened.
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She examined the wounds on the John does back, more carefully, before going back to the car and pulling out a small box and taking it back over to the body. She crouched down and set the box infront of her before opening it and taking out a pair of tweezers and pulling out some small pieces of twigs and glass and placing them on a tissue, she noticed the blood was still fairly liquidy so the time of death couldnt have been to long ago, she examined the skin around the skull after hearing what DI Max had said and she had noticed bruising and cuts, parting the gashes slighty with her fingers she peered inside to see if there was any glass, before letting out a scream.
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DI Drake ran over to Max to see what he had found. It was a huge, bloody glass vase. That must have been the murder weapon! Was it some kind of calling card though? Drake mulled over these questions when suddenly he heard DC Valentine scream
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(ok, i don't mean to sound like i'm trying to annoy but......@skree, the body was in the water......the blood wouldn't be able to dry. @drake, where did you get a vase? i found a car sticking into a wall......)
DI max ran back around with DI drake to check on DC Valentine
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Is now stood away from the body flapping her jacket about, her face looks degusted and scared.
((it got pull out?))
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Drake ran up to DC Valentine. "Skree, skree, what's wrong??" Drake said, seeing nothing wrong with the body
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(yes the body would have been pulled out but being out of the water for such a short amount of time, the blood would actually be a bit thinner than normal)
"what happened?" DI max said moving closer before a stench filled his nostrils causing him to gag. "better question, what's that stench?!"
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"sorry, i didnt mean to alarm anyone, just found a spider" shudders and puts her jacket back on "nasty lil things..." she mumbled as she saw it scamper away "and that would more likely be the smell of our John doe over there" she said to DI Max.
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"Plonkers..." DI Drake muttered to himself..."scared of spiders". Drake then snapped back to reality, "right! Let's get this body back to DCI Crevan before he has my badge for investigating a stiff without him...not to mention we took his Cortina".
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"we? what do you mean we?" DI max said putting gloves on while going back to recheck the crashed car that the vase was in.
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"you know what I mean Max! Now let's get this body back to CID, grab that vase too!" Drake walked past the PCs that stood around the body and flashed his warrant card, Erikson gave him the go-ahead to take the body. The team threw the body in the back of the Cortina and headed back to the station for forsenics.
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*Standing at the station doors as i see you parking up*
What do you think your doing...with my car!
DI Drake, Get that body into post mortem
DC Valentine, Fill me in on the crime
DS Serpington, Get me all the god damn drugy's in this area so i can... Interview them >:3
And calm down you jessy's, Its just a body.
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"all of them? we don't have enough cells for that many." DI max said grabbing the keys to his 1966 Shelby Mustang GT350H. he opened the door of the black car, the sun reflecting off the dark tan gt racing stripes blended with a bumblebee stripe on the front. "oh and don't forget about the vase." he called to the others before starting the second gen Hemi engine which roared to life loudly, slightly echoing as he drove up the street.
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DCI Fox picked up his radio and radioed DS serpington ''I'll send some uniformed back-up, I want the murders head on a barbed wired plate...Got it'' DCI Fox through the radio down onto the desk and slumped back down into his chair and pulled out a bottle of whisky and a glass from the bottom draw of his desk ''I god damn hate drugys'' He mumbled to himself.
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DI Drake burst into his DCI's office and slammed some papers down on the desk. "guv here's a few similar murders...like this one! Susie Vanderbilt, murdered with a similar vase in 1968! I'm thinking this is a calling card of the Morton gang..." he looked at his DCI waiting for a response
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DI guevara slowly woke up in the back seat of his car, "awww my head", he looked at his watch, "late...again"
he started the car and sped off towards the station, his imported chevy giving out a low growl as he put his foot down on the gas.
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DCI Crevan slowly looked up at his DI and said with a grunt in his voice ''Pull up the files, i wan't to know who what when and where these crimes where committed'' DCI Fox then went on to say ''And where the bloody 'ell is DI Guevara''
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"oh there he is guv" said DI Drake, "now we need to pull in anyone associated with the Morton gang, might I suggest Vic Tyler? He's a normal enough bloke with a minor record, might know something about the Mortons!"
DI Drake reached for the guv's car keys, "I'll just slip off and go pull him in"
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DCI Fox snatched the keys and said ''Next time you pull a stunt like that and i'll fire you faster then you can say 'But guv' Got it'' DCI Fox put on his long brown coat and then grunted to DI Drake ''Let's fire up the Cortina B)''
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"fine fine let's fire up the quat-cortina guv" said Drake and followed his DCI out to the Cortina. Then he remembered, oh right, my DCI is the craziest driver on this continent. One panicky ride later the Cortina was parked outside a plain-looking flat. Drake sucked nervously on a cigarette as he wondered what his guv would do.
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''Shall we go get Vic Tyler then'' DCI Fox steps out the car and says to DI Drake ''Come on you nancy, nothing to worry bout''
(I remember watching this episode so i know what happens :D)
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The two cops knocked on the door, a plain looking woman opened the door. DI Drake asked for Vic and a young looking man came to the door
(we don't have to follow the episode exactly I was just throwing out Vics name)
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DCI Fox ask's him ''There is two ways to handle this, Tell me where the Mortons are and we will leave or the other way is me and my college will take you down to the station and beat the crap out of you..Got it''
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DI Drake mouthed the words, no I won't. Vic said "come in officers" and led the two in. They all sat down at a coffee table and DCI crevan looked impatient. Drake looked at Vic and said, "we need to know all we can about the Mortons, a man is dead!"
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DCI Fox leaned over and said ''What was your relationship with the victim, Vic?''
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DI max drove up the main road and noticed something that made him smile and shake is head. he pulled over and moved so he was sitting in the door, he whistled across the street "hay Jones, your late for work!!"
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Halfeb looked across at DI Max. His car had broken down, again. Stupid old rust bucket. He grabbed the coffee's he had bought for the team. It was his second day in the new position of DC, he did want to make a good impression, also, as the new guy, he was mostly getting coffee's yesterday too. He hoped in the car and passed a coffee to DI Max. "Thanks man. Did anyone notice I was late?" He asked DI Max, nervously.
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"not really, we got a case back at the station. murder case down at the lake. well i better drop you off at the station." DI max said turning the car around and heading back to the station. "you know you need a better car, or at least take your to a good mechanic." he grabbed out a small business card and handed it to DC Jones. "just don't let them know your a cop, or we might not have to worry about you being late."
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Halfeb wasn't really sure what Max ment by that but shrugged and put the card in his pocket and held ontot he coffee's tight. He didn't want them them spilling onto his lap, cause he would get burnt. And if that were to happen, he couldn't do anything about it. Especially sue the coffee shop cuase that would just be stupid, and surly get throw out of court. He smiled at DI Max, "Well, thats what I get for buying my fathers car."
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"what model? it might have some great potential." DI max said turning the last corner "well looks like we're here. I'll see you in a bit, DCI's got me picking up druggies for a while. see ya round." he said after DC Jones had gotten out of the GT. "and thanks for the coffee." he said slowly driving off.
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"VAZ Lada 1500/2103." He tells DI Max. He then hopped out of the car. DC Jones had to the coffee in his hands. He walked into the station and placed peoples coffees on thier respective tables. He then sat down at his desk where he saw exactly what he thought he would. Everyone else's paper work. He sighed and started filling out what he could.
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Vic Tyler looked hesitant and eventually replied "my business contact...James Green, I haven't heard from him since he and I went to the pub last night" Drake looked suspicious, "business contact? But you're just a small salesman!" Vic angrily replied "that doesn't mean I don't make contacts through business!"
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AFter returning from the crime scene she sits down and yawns, looking in her cup to see a half empty cup of cold coffee. Sighing she got up and poured the drink away before starting to make a fresh pot.
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"DC Valentine." He said as he got to his feet, successfully knocking a pile of paperwork he had just finished sorting off his desk. He then hurryingly picked them all up and up them back on the table, "Sorry about my lateness today, car problems."
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DI Drake sat in the Cortina out front the station with his head in his hands. This was going to be quite the day, Vic Tyler admitted that he knew that the victim in question had criminal contacts. But he fervently denied that he was involved with the Mortons. Drake was the one who suggested that Vic get "in" with the Morton gang for them so that he could find out if they were the ones behind this murder. The guv didn't like it, sending an "innocent" man in to spy on a dangerous gang for them. But Vic was their best shot. Drake got out of the car and burst into CID, there was a container of vodka with his name on it. Tonight was going to be Vic's first foray into the Morton gang.
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Jumps as she was spoken to before turning round "Its Fine, Its the DCI you should be careful of" she gave a small giggle before pouring herself a fresh hot cup of coffee and going to sit at her desk to sort her own paper work out before doing research on the John Doe found earlier.
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DI Drake walked up to DC Valentine's desk and laid out some radio equipment. "Valentine" he said, "I need you at some point today to head down to the Tyler house and put this bug on Vic, he's gonna be our one contact to the Mortons" Drake turned to his new DC, "Jones! Where have you been? Bloody hell, it's already past brekky! Don't you have something that needs to be done?"
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He walked over to her desk. "Oh, did I miss something important?" He asked her as he as he passed her some paperwork he had filled out for her. Nothing important, just usual stuff, just needed her signature.
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DCI Fox burst into the room, slamming the door on his way in ''DC Jones, You're late!'' DCI Fox went over to DC Jones' desk and slammed his hands down on it ''Next time ANYONE is late i will 'ave your badges'' DCI Fox then went over to the nervous DI Drake and said ''What do we know so far, Sherlock? if that lead doesn't work out for ya try the butler'' DCI Fox laughed and went back into his office, a few seconds later a coffee cup randomly flew out of the room and onto the floor ''I hate coffee'' DCI Fox said before slamming the door.
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He looked at the others then back down at the coffee. "I didn't get him coffee. I knew he didn't like it yesterday when I gave it to him and he gave me a look that my grandchildren will shiver over." He said as he looked down at the cup before turning to the others. "So, what do we know?"
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"finally......everyone i could find is on their way to the station for questioning from the boss." max said walking back into the station. "so anything else before i get back.......to...my.....paperwork? where did all my paperwork go?" he said getting to his desk.
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''What leads do we 'ave lads?'' DCI Fox grunted as he barged out of his office
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"nothing yet sir, but most of the people you wanted are on their way the rest skipped town within the last week. and as for DC Jones, i had him run an errand earlier and his car broke down on his way back. his lateness was my fault, sir." max said standing in front of DCI Fox.
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DCI Fox put on his long brown overcoat and said ''Get some officers to seal all getaway routes, no one else escapes..got it'' DCI Fox then walked for the door but turned around and said ''And put the drugy's you rounded up into the interrogation room''
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"what about vics undercover assignment?" Drake put in
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DCI Fox stops dead in his tracks and turned to Drake ''Well in that case'' Crevan said with a spring in his step ''Send him in and let's get some lunch, by which i mean lets go to the pub''
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(sorry i havnt been keeping up with the story)
red was sat at the bar, when the others arrived
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DCI Fox and his CID team walk into the pub and DCI Fox mumble's ''What are you doin' 'ere''
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red turns round "well arnt you a sight for sore eyes"
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''Don't play smart me me, Guevara'' DCI Fox chucks his coat down on the back of the stool
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pick up his vodka "yer?"
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''Have you found anything out about Vic Tyler yet, Guevara?''
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"guys a low-life, hes done some dodgy stuff in the past"
*lights a smoke*
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Drake walked into the bar smoking another cigarette. God he had to quit, pfft what was he thinking? He walked up to the bar and announced, "I need one, just one brave bloke to go with Vic undercover tonight...in case anything happens"
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i got nothing happening tonight, and I'm basically an undercover agent anyway.
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That night, DI Max, Vic, and Drake stood outside the hotel owned by the Morton gang. Vic was, of course, buged, and DI Max was armed just in case anything went wrong. This time, they would catch the Mortons red-handed.
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DCI Fox leans over to DI Drake ''Has it ever occurred to you that the Mortons could be one man?''
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"well kid, time to get learning. just what ever you do don't obey the law unless i tell you to. OK?" DI max said standing next to DC drake and looking up at the hotel. "and one last thing, don't do anything impulsive, just be predictable unless, like i said earlier, i tell you otherwise."
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"that's DI Drake to you DI Max! Now let's just get Vic in there before he pisses himself...come to think of it I'm quite near that myself!" Drake stuffed a gun into the waistband of his pants and hustled Vic into the loud bar of the hotel.
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''DI Drake, I want you to fill me in on the plan'' DCI Fox stuffed a revolver into my holster
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"yea, knowing your plan might help." DI max said grabbing his pistol and checking the clip.
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"Vic meets the Mortons and we get info on their dealings, I'd bet my badge that they have connections to Vic" Drake said as he checked his ammo. "we get this stuff on record, we have something that sticks in court. When they spill the beans, we go in there and nick them! All of them!"
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''Well then, should i have that badge now or later'' DCI Fox chuckles