Hectaville was a dangerous place....you could get killed....squished....eaten. There were too many loose cannons in this town, too. The mob, led by that Ant'ony Galleto. The crime syndicate, the mafia, the commie district, and even that haunted mansion where you could swear there were always movies playing...Couldn't be trusted, none of it. Didn't help that the sheriff was rogue and the marshal was outta town... I was chomping down on my cigar(unlit--smoking is bad for you, kids! :)) when they walked in, setting off the bell. I stood up, adjusted my emerald tie pin, straightened my tie, and smoothed out my suit. I stood by the second door, locked for my safety, and stuck my mitts in my pockets; one had the keys, the other my snubnose.
"Whatcha want stranger? Questions answered, questions asked...? Perhaps you got something to get off your chest...?"
I want to know what happened to Dora Lightfoot. She said she was going on a few errands for her mother overseas. She wanted me to watch her cat for three months. In return she would pay me a large sum of four dollars.
She was supposed to be back three days ago...
Alright, just a second.
*Unlocks the door.*
Siddown and tell me everything you know. Last time you saw here, last known location, that kinda thing.
*Takes out pen and notepad.*
I last heard from her 63 days ago. Her last known location was Germany. She's 5/6'. She weighs roughly 186 lbs. She has a few friends. She's afraid of plush toys. She's missing...
November First....Germany.......Five-six, One-eighty-five.... What about hair/fur color? Eyes? Characteristic quirks? Defining features?
Quote from: Verdauga on January 03, 2020, 10:05:11 PM
Hectaville was a dangerous place....you could get killed....squished....eaten. There were too many loose cannons in this town, too. The mob, led by that Ant'ony Galleto. The crime syndicate, the mafia, the commie district, and even that haunted mansion where you could swear there were always movies playing...Couldn't be trusted, none of it. Didn't help that the sheriff was rogue and the marshal was outta town...
What? No mention of the Court House. I'm offended ;D ;)*Knocks on the door* Excuse me? Is this the Greeneye's investigation headquarters?
Yep. If I'm not here, you can find me at the diner. Nice place, if I do say so myself. Whatcha need?
Well, there has been this fellow running about the Cellars, asking questions about a certain person. I have reason to believe that he is a spy for the Dark Side. Whatever you do, don't tell him anything if he starts to ask questions...
*Peers past Verdauga's shoulder* Oh. What do you know. There he is!
Now, I think I might finally be able to get to the bottom of this... come in.
*Unlocks and opens the door.*
*Walks in slowly* Nice place. Did you build it yourself?
Nah, just renovated it; put in the selflocking, selfclosing doors, fixed the roof, put in the file cabinets..
Sit down, tell me what's troublin' ya.
Hush now, Seb. Dora is a classy chick. there's chatter spreading through Hectaville. Folks say she had something to do with the wildcat's crime syndicate. If that's so... She may have displeased the family.
Ohhhhh, the crime syndicate, hm? I think I'll head over there soon.
......
......
You two're gonna hafta leave. I don't fancy having folks in my office without me, see. Unless....Seb, you got anything to add...?
*Sheev returns some time later* Well, have you cracked the case?
*The doors are locked, and the building is empty.*
*Is quite suspicious*
...
*Grabs Sheev by the collar* What have you done with him?!
*Gives Seb a slap* Hush now, Jack. You're jumping to conclusions...
*Appears behind Sebias and Sheev.*
Well, I tried the syndicate HQ, but teh place was empty. Galleto isn't budgin' either. my previous questions
Quote from: Verdauga on January 03, 2020, 10:49:55 PM
hair/fur color? Eyes? Characteristic quirks? Defining features?
still stand, if you'd answer 'em, it could help.
Sorry about the hustle, "Wide-Eye". She has large round irises, that expand 18 cubits. They're also brown, as is her hair.
She's dedicated to seriousness... Always telling the coppers everything correctly.
I'm still as baffled as an apple on why the fuzz would ever suspect such a polite and reasonable dame as Daisy for anything other than giving food to poor street infants.
Gotcha, gotcha.
*Writes down on notepad.*See ya.
*Leaves.*
Street infants?
Apurrently.
*Hides behind a nearby light pole in a way that he feels is very successful and spies on the goings on of the new detective agency that suddenly appeared.*
*Something at the lightpost catches my eye.*
Hmmmmm......
*Writes on notepad.*
The lightpost by the Greeneye Investigations office..........Has not been lit in three months. Request service.
*Enters the office.*
*Vanishes to the into a strange alley*
*Puts up a sign that reads:
Investigations open.
See inside if:
In possession of information,
Desire to open a case,
Wish to file a complaint,
Have ordered at the diner and have not received your order.
I have done the last thing on that list. *enters building*
*Thinks to himself.* Wow, she gave him, like, no time to get her order together. Rude.
*Doesn't even unlock the door.*
Your order is ready. Go check on it.
*Gives Sheev an
@call.*
I think I got this whole Lightfoot deal sorted.
*Picks up the phone* Yes?
So this Lightfoot gal; she's in cahoots with Ant'ony Galletto, but small time. She got mixed up wit' dis other group, fled to Germany, and fled again, hiding from the Fluffy gang. This plane ticket I found puts her somewhere in de Caribbean island chain, some two weeks ago. I ain't gonna go that far, but that should getcha started.
Be careful; that Fluffy gang is the wrong crowd no matter who's dealin' wit' 'em. Be on th' lookout fer Stitcheye: a deranged teddy bear with wood-chip stuffing. He's the mos' dangerous o' the lot.
*Wakes up.* Well, that nap was great. Hmm...
*Views those walking around Hectaville.*
*Calls
@Tungro *
Bud, is this joint on ol' Hectaville's map?
*Starts investigating the guests.*
Quote from: Verdauga on January 15, 2020, 03:40:47 PM
So this Lightfoot gal; she's in cahoots with Ant'ony Galletto, but small time. She got mixed up wit' dis other group, fled to Germany, and fled again, hiding from the Fluffy gang. This plane ticket I found puts her somewhere in de Caribbean island chain, some two weeks ago. I ain't gonna go that far, but that should getcha started.
Be careful; that Fluffy gang is the wrong crowd no matter who's dealin' wit' 'em. Be on th' lookout fer Stitcheye: a deranged teddy bear with wood-chip stuffing. He's the mos' dangerous o' the lot.
Thank you.
Yer welcome, an' good luck.
*Cleans the window.*
*puts eucalyptus oil in window-washing water*
*Squints at Ebantu.*
Will that leave streaks?
*Knocks on the door.*
Yeah, you have a case?
(The outer door is unlocked, by the way.)
*Walks in and notices Eb hanging around. Looks at her warily before moving his attention to Verdauga.*
Perhaps. I don't know if it's serious or not but... I have something I'd like you to check out for me. *Passes a note (PM) to Verdauga, glancing over at Eb again.*
*Reads the PMnote.*
Hmmm... this'll be tough.......I'll take it.
*Grabs notebook and hat.*
Quote from: Verdauga on January 21, 2020, 12:48:51 PM
*Squints at Ebantu.*
Will that leave streaks?
Of course not. It's eucalyptus oil. *returns Kade Rivok's weird glances*
Oh. Carry on, then.
*Deposits notes in a strongbox, and continues cleaning the window.*
I've already put in as much as is needed. Essential oils are very strong. *pauses* Um...where would I find another cloth?
*Points to a beat up cabinet.*
Thanks for helping, by the way.
*opens cabinet* You're welcome. Cleaning windows is a pretty boring job if you're by yourself.
Thanks. Why don't you go get some cordial at the diner, now this is finished
*goes out and places a letter in the mailbox.*
Because I'm helping you wash windows.
That's... he... *sigh* Nevermind.
He forgot the other windows, evidently.
@Verdauga , darling, I have a case that I want solved. Would you mind doing it, please? (I'll pm you the details for privacy reasons)
Someone called?
Yes. Tungro, could you please place this on the Hectaville map. I'll have to get on my computer to get you the url.
Of course, darling. I'll get on it right away.
For a second there, it REALLY seemed like you called Tungro "darling". ;D
Also, *cough*whataboutmycasethough*cough*
*Slides a letter into the mailbox.*
Verdauga, darling, have you got anywhere with my case yet?
Sorry, angel. These scorpions are a tricky bunch, and no mistake. Tracking down leads is a hassle, and I can't be sure of anything yet.
See? Doesn't that prove my theory that Verdauga is a Ranger? If he's tracking down the Scorpions, as in the assassins in RA and BB, then he must be!
Quote from: Booklover on January 31, 2020, 02:35:33 PM
Doesn't that prove my theory that Verdauga is a Ranger?
In short: No. Rangers aren't the only trackers in the world.
I really don't get why you hate being compared to Lady Pauline so much.
Lady Pauline is tall and fair, Teer is small and dark.
She can't be that small, as a Taniwha.
IRL, I mean.
Quote from: Ebantu the Kararehe on February 02, 2020, 12:05:30 AM
Lady Pauline is tall and fair, Teer is small and dark.
It's not about looks, it's about personality. Lady Pauline is one of the best characters in RA. Maybe she'd have been the best if she'd featured more.
I do really like Lady Pauline, actually.
what is this?
It's where you get Verdauga to solve mysteries.
I see
@Verdauga how was the universe created?
I want a good answer with proof.
*chuckles* This will be interesting...
Quote from: Booklover on February 01, 2020, 07:10:41 PM
I really don't get why you hate being compared to Lady Pauline so much.
Hate is a strong word and incorrect, in this situation. I don't hate being compared to her, but my husband is a lot crazier than Halt. Halt is a sensible, stern and serious character, whilst Verdauga is, while lovable, not stern, serious or, judging by the fact he entered the cellars of his own accord, sensible. Then there's the matter of lanterns. Halt would wander into the forest without the beacon of light that tells any potential enemy where you are and what you're doing, and blinds your own night vision in the process.
Quote from: shisteer of nothing much on February 11, 2020, 09:49:16 AM
*chuckles* This will be interesting...
Quote from: Booklover on February 01, 2020, 07:10:41 PM
I really don't get why you hate being compared to Lady Pauline so much.
Hate is a strong word and incorrect, in this situation. I don't hate being compared to her, but my husband is a lot crazier than Halt. Halt is a sensible, stern and serious character, whilst Verdauga is, while lovable, not stern, serious or, judging by the fact he entered the cellars of his own accord, sensible. Then there's the matter of lanterns. Halt would wander into the forest without the beacon of light that tells any potential enemy where you are and what you're doing, and blinds your own night vision in the process.
Except Halt does accept that a certain young knight who is afraid of the dark might need a glowing moss thing, as long as it's still dark enough so fanatical cultists can't see it.
Quote from: Mharbrow PhantomPaint on February 11, 2020, 07:50:57 AM
I see. @Verdauga how was the universe created? I want a good answer with proof.
Forum rules are very touchy about religious beliefs, and there are actually very few scientific facts I can tell you. (I could PM you, though, if you want.)
Quote from: shisteer of nothing much on February 11, 2020, 09:49:16 AM
Hate is a strong word and incorrect, in this situation. I don't hate being compared to her, but my husband is a lot crazier than Halt.
Verity.
Quote from: shisteer of nothing much on February 11, 2020, 09:49:16 AM
Verdauga is, ... lovable...
Aw...
Quote from: shisteer of nothing much on February 11, 2020, 09:49:16 AM
Halt is a sensible, stern and serious character, whilst Verdauga is, while lovable, not stern, serious or, judging by the fact he entered the cellars of his own accord, sensible.
On the forums, at least. (Although I can be very serious. I just have to believe in myself.)
Quote from: shisteer of nothing much on February 11, 2020, 09:49:16 AM
Then there's the matter of lanterns. Halt would wander into the forest without the beacon of light that tells any potential enemy where you are and what you're doing, and blinds your own night vision in the process.
Now here I must disagree, dearest. Yes, Halt would wander the forest at night without anything giving away his position. This also means that he would trip over roots, trunks, bushes and rocks in his wanderings. Lanterns can be shaded, which would hide my action (except of course, holding the lantern) and not give any archer a clear line of fire. Furthermore, I could set down the lantern and leave, setting a trap for any hostile parties. Lastly, the lantern gives me light to shoot by.
Honey, Halt doesn't blunder into things. For a start, he has good night vision because he hasn't blinded it by using a lantern and, secondly, his training has taught him not to blunder. If it's so dark that he can't even make out shadows of potential obstacles (which would be highly unlikely. Even with a new moon, there are still stars) he'd go by feel. Rangers don't rely on sight completely.
I'm not saying taking a lantern with you is a bad thing, I'm just pointing out that Booklover's theory of you being Halt is completely unfounded.
This conversation made me smile. ^-^
That's why we're here.
*Organizes the case files.*
(revive)
Oooohh, now I understand. . .
*comes in, glancing surreptitiously around before entering*
Hello. I was wondering if you could help me?
I think I can angel.
*Unlocks the door.*
Have a seat; tell me whatcha need.
Teer is a lock smith, you didn't need to do that....
(I've got a reinforced slide-bolt on the door. That, and it's easier to unlock than reset the lock.)
also she could just take the door off.
Don't know why she'd want to though.
ya know what...good point...
Yeah, I'm not the type to break into my husband's spy agency without permission.
XD
he needs more chocolate!..
I know that. Why else would I bring a handbag?
Ohhh, thanks angel. Anythin' else you need?
Duh
*Is ostentatiously not asking Lass.*
Quote from: Verdauga on March 27, 2020, 09:12:09 PM
Ohhh, thanks angel. Anythin' else you need?
No, that's all, honey. Thanks so much for your help.
No problem darling. :)
Awwwwwwwwww! OwO
(revive) This thread must live.
Do you have a case?
Nope.
IT LIVES!!
Indeed, it does.
Somebody needs to investigate the mystery of Sheev's seemingly random posts. *Nudges Verdie*
*Rolls out of desk chair and slams into the ground.*
*Gets up* I'm on it!
*Dons trenchcoat, fedora, tie pin and sidearm, and leaves the office.*
*Peers into the abandoned office.*
*Appears with Lass and Teer in the basement.*
*It's dark.*
*There are... other... moving... things.*
*Speaks in a low voice.* Now stay here, for now.
*appears in a corner* Oo, creepy. Where are we, exactly?
...*poofs back*
*Is in two places at once*
Skillz
Yes, I have them. I know.
*has a case* I will meet privately to discuss the details. Payment will be high.
The case of "Why Teer hasn't sung the wedding song yet".
Hasn't she, though? ::)
*Is gloomy.*
*Follows the stairs.*
Wait, wrong staircase.
Finds the correct staircase and meets Kade in the office. Ya want ennything?
*Looks gloomily at Verdauga.* Many things... but, they all... they are things that never will be....
I unnerstand. Hoverboards just aren't what we thought they'd be.
It's true... they're lies! LIES!
So they are.
*A figure comes into the room, his hazel eyes peering out from under his hat. Water drops from his coat, plopping onto the freshly washed floor.*
Is this establishment run by @Greeneye?
*Peers through the eyeport on the inner door.*
Watcha want?
(Also, the beauty of that little "notify" button at the bottom of the page is that I don't have to be mentioned to see replies to this topic.)
I would like... *Checks watch*... twenty million ice-creams please.
Quote from: Kade Rivok on September 18, 2020, 05:07:34 PM
*Looks gloomily at Verdauga.* Many things... but, they all... they are things that never will be....
Look, it's not my fault you didn't like my singing, alright? I told you I was a terrible singer, but you insisted on hearing it anyway. Extreme disappointment and ouchy ears are on you.
It was a great song, Teer. You are a beautiful singer.
(Though, I honestly think your singing voice is lower than mine, and I'm not sure how I feel about that. <_<)
Quote from: shisteer of nothing much on November 11, 2020, 07:12:06 AM
Quote from: Kade Rivok on September 18, 2020, 05:07:34 PM
*Looks gloomily at Verdauga.* Many things... but, they all... they are things that never will be....
Look, it's not my fault you didn't like my singing, alright? I told you I was a terrible singer, but you insisted on hearing it anyway. Extreme disappointment and ouchy ears are on you.
Hai? This and that are completely unrelated -_-
Quote from: Verdauga on November 11, 2020, 01:01:56 PM
It was a great song, Teer. You are a beautiful singer.
(Though, I honestly think your singing voice is lower than mine, and I'm not sure how I feel about that. <_<)
She usually sings higher than that, but...yeah.
Quote from: Verdauga on November 11, 2020, 01:01:56 PM
It was a great song, Teer. You are a beautiful singer.
(Though, I honestly think your singing voice is lower than mine, and I'm not sure how I feel about that. <_<)
(Heh)
A drone flies into the topic with a packageZpecial delivery for...
@Verdauga
30 lbs of Lithium DeuterideAn arm with a clipboard pops out the droneZign here pleaze...
*Signs and hands the drone a tip.*
Thank you!
Well, this place is as gloomy as ever.
Yeah, I can't seem to get any light fixtures to work in here.
...Have you paid your electric bill lately?
... That may be a solution.
Anywho, been up to any detectiving stuffs lately?
I've been a bit too busy with school. :laugh:
That said, I could try a case if you got one.
I don't think I do, sadly.
Scott's been lookin pretty sus lately
Zayz ze vone vho zaid zey killed Sebias...
Quote from: lass of something much on April 27, 2023, 12:02:31 PMScott's been lookin pretty sus lately
Like, in his posts, or elsewhere? Because ev'ryone seems to be off the deep end to me these days.
Careful pointing fingers, 'cause when you do, you have three pointing right back at ya.
All three of those fingers are mine. I'm suspicious of everyone.