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Sun Nov 05, 2017 12:47 am
Steggy says...



It seems appropriate to make a thread so here we are.

The Summary:

Bear and Wolf duo own a co-detective agency that’s been recently opened and are given a task to find out the end of an infamous murder of a dismembered high school student.

The Characters:

Mr. Jack “Spades” Wolfe
- Wolf
- Personality: Mr. Scowl, workaholic, extremely stubborn, and enjoys getting praised.

Mr. Ace Wolfe
- Polar Bear
- Personality: Cocky, likes to tell jokes because he thinks he is “so” funny, and competitive but always looks at the positive.

Ruby/Rudy Derumr
- Personality: Manipulative, sadistic, lovesick, and insane
- History: As a child, he was abused and since then, Rudy has heard voices from his family. Eventually, attempts suicide which leads to his recovery. He hides his emotions to the point in which he stops feeling. He gains a new identity when starting high school going under the name Ruby and then bumps into him. Finally being able to feel the love he will do anything to keep his love, anything.

Queen Clubbs
- Personality: can kick people's butts, quick, protective, and selfless
- History: Queen as adopted into a gang by two members as a sort of a dare/joke. She grew up with learning how to survive in the harsh environment of the alleyways, gaining the courage to defend herself in battle using anything she could get her hands on and found that being quick was far better than standing still and waiting for the fight to come to you.
Queen met Ace and Jack when they came to a crime scene and since that meeting, she has wanted to continue to tell people about events and how it started/ended. She tries to work on both side of the story and will tend to go undercover to provide clues towards whatever Ace or Jack needs.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)

You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
  





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Sun Nov 05, 2017 1:13 am
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Prologue:

Slight warning because there is mention of blood.

Spoiler! :
A shrill scream was sounded but it was covered over by the loud bell. Students exited their classrooms as the bell signaled the end of the day. Many were chattering about what plans they had while others hurried to their lockers. Boys would linger around their girlfriends, draping one arm across their shoulders while smirking. With one dismissed look, the boys would get off and follow behind as their girlfriends would begin to strike conversations with their friends. The school became empty as the last of the students left. Teachers were busy packing up, stacking papers and grading tests. They left a few moments later, only leaving the stale smell of school to linger in the hallways.
The eeriness of it all seemed to delight the janitors. They were quickly set up, pulling out mop buckets and spray bottles. Paper towels and toilet cleaners. The works of school cleaning. They began at once, separating into groups of two or at most, three since there could be a job that needed one more person. As every janitor went their own way, two went into the upper part of the school. The sixth through eighth grade resided here and it was the cleanest of the rest. But, the janitors knew that it was still possible to have messes and it was their duty to clean them.
As they reached the top, the two janitors started at different ends of the part. One began looking through the classrooms and the west wing of lockers while the other was meddling with the bathrooms and east wing. They scrubbed and dusted. Changed the classrooms' garbages. It was like clockwork for them.
At one point, the west wing janitor began to drift off into cleaning the thinly dusted lockers in another section of the upper part. It seemed useless but he was getting paid for the job. In this area, the lights were flickering or burnt out. But the janitor continued cleaning, ignoring the lights and the shadows. He started to smell something suddenly. A metallic like fume that drifted from one of the lockers. It was faint but there, slowly growing noticeable every time he sniffed the air. The janitor figured it just might be one of his cleaning products leaking and bent down to look. When he was doing that, he caught sight of a red boot smudge on the floor. Grumbling, the janitor hastily went over and scrubbed it off. Distracted by cleaning the smudge, the janitor forgot about the smell and ended up leaving. The group of janitors came back together and left early that evening.

The early the next morning, four girls came to school. Early the next morning, three girls came to school. Since the school issued uniforms, they looked all the same. They decided to come to school early because of an important project for a class. Alice and Becky went to one of the classrooms while Cathy went to their lockers. She entered the farther end of the upper part, where the dustier ones were. Cathy went to her locker, shoving her books and backpack inside. She was busy thinking about why Deniece hadn't shown up yet when the faint smell of metal drifting to her nose. Cathy followed the smell and saw that it as coming from one of the farthest lockers. She noticed a thick pool surrounded the bottom of it.
She moved closer, inspecting the pile of forming thickness. The smell was mild and caused Cathy's stomach to turn. Gripping the top of her uniform and pulling it over her nose, Cathy moved around the liquid pile and towards the locker. It seemed fresh from what she could assume and it stuck slightly to her clean white shoes. It didn't matter to her because it was like getting dirt or mud on them.
There were three lockers that held the strongest smell and the thicker amount of blood was in the middle of these lockers. It dripped slightly from the locker and onto the floor. The breakfast from that morning was settled inside of Cathy's stomach had tried moving up her throat but she pushed it down with one gulp. A sudden spark of curiosity rolled inside of her brain as she stepped carefully over the blood, avoiding the thick patches.
Gripping onto the handle of the locker, she pulled it open.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)

You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
  





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Chapter 1:

Slight warning because there is mention of blood in the beginning.

Spoiler! :
The locker creaked open. The smell great more potent as Cathy pushed it wider. A weird course of adrenaline rushed throughout her body as her hand dropped to her side. Her knees felt slightly weaker than they were before. Her brain seemed to go haywire with what she was seeing. Inside the locker, there was a bunch of lumpy objects, all of which, were stacked upon each other like building blocks. Blood dripped and pinkish red blocks were placed in every corner of the locker.
Cathy stumbled back, slipping on the blood and hit the wall behind her. Letting out a blood-curdling scream, she fell on her butt and began shaking. Soon after, Alice and Becky came running into the room and saw the blood pile. Becky ended up fainting while Alice rushed over to Cathy, pulling her up.

"Come on," Alice ordered. Cathy's eyes seemed to be stuck in the locker. Alice dragged Cathy and Becky out into the hallway. Cathy ended up stumbling towards one of the hallway walls and began heaving. Becky was still passed out. Alice pulled out her phone and dialed the police. It rang and rang until a gruff voice came there.

"911, what’s your emergency?"

Alice went to look through the door she had gone through. "There's been a murder at school!”

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The door swung open to reveal a very winded timber wolf by the name of Jack Wolfe. He woke up late this morning because his alarm clock was unplugged. His husband, Ace, left early that morning, probably to decorate the entirety of the office before Jack came, as a surprise. As he entered the lobby, Jack noted the smell of cinnamon lingering in the air. Around the place, there was orange tinsel hung around the chairs and plastic spiders that dropped from the ceiling. On the front desk, there was a group of plastic pumpkins and small tombstones. He picked one up and chuckled lightly. How adorable.
Jack returned the tombstone onto the counter and went to the left to another set of doors, which opened up to a carpeted hallway. On the walls were aesthetically pleasing paintings that Ace had picked out. Jack didn’t enjoy them that much but if it made his husband happy, then he would have to enjoy it, too.
He cut to the right on an intersection of the hallway that then leads into their shared office. There was a lit candle on his desk as well as a small snowglobe with a smiling ghost inside. Jack placed his coat on the back of the chair and sat down, rearranging the decorations.

“Ah! Jack, you’re finally here,” Ace called out. He was a polar bear and was wearing a black shirt with blue jeans. In his paws were two steaming mugs of pumpkin spice coffee. Ace sat the coffee on the desk before giving a small kiss on top of Jack’s head.

“Were you the one who unplugged my alarm clock this morning?” Jack asked, staring uneasily into the mug Ace had given him. He wasn’t a big fan of pumpkin spice, too.

Ace shrugged, walking over to his desk. He took a small sip from his mug before answering. “Probably, probably not. I don’t remember.”

Jack frowned, grabbing his laptop. He didn't how Ace couldn't give him a correct answer. He had always done this, even when they first started dating. He didn't dare tell Ace this because it seemed a bit babyish, anyway.
He powered up his laptop, ignoring the side comments that Ace was providing, and got to work. They scrolled through countless articles about recent crimes in their city of Dealings and other places in Missouri. Research, as Jack called it, for later crimes. Ace, however, useless knowledge. They worked for hours at a time, only commenting on what they had found.
The phone rang suddenly. Ace was the first to answer it, rolling his chair to the table.

“Yello?” He asked.

“Ace put me on speaker phone,” a stern voice replied.

“Is this the pizza guy from last night? Listen, I’m sorry about what I called you but you-”

“Ace. It’s Boris. Speakerphone. Now.”

Ace muttered a sorry and pressed the speakerphone option on the receiver. Jack continued working, scrolling and scrolling.

“Ace and Jack. There has been a murder at Dealing Heart High. The crime is a bloody one, literally. A girl was found dismembered inside of her locker by her friend. I need you both to get to the crime scene asap before the state investigators get their nose into it, ruining the evidence," Boris ordered. "I'll meet you there."

The called ended. Ace felt a wave of excitement coursed through his body. It was their first case since they had opened. Boris, the police chief, was generous enough to give them their own office to work out of. It felt nice to be working instead of sitting around, doing nothing.
Ace grabbed his jacket off his chair and put it on. “Come on, Jack. Didn’t you hear Boris?”

“I have ears, Ace. I’m busy.”

“What’re you so busy doing?”

Jack stopped scrolling to read an article. “Researching.”

Ace frowned. “You’re going to overwork yourself again.”

“You say that every time but I’m still here, darling.”

“Come on, Jack! We have to go now. You can come back to whatever you are researching.”

Jack sighed. He couldn’t stand hearing Ace complain again so he closed out of his tabs on his laptop and spun around in his chair.

“Okay, let’s go.”
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)

You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
  





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Sun Nov 05, 2017 2:28 am
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Chapter 2:

Spoiler! :
Ace was busy listening to classical tunes while Jack was spacing out, crossing his arms over his chest and staring outside. Thick rain clouds formed in the sky and small raindrops fell, lightly hitting the windshield. The mood felt sleepy and dreary. Jack would rather spend his time researching on his secret topic than be in a car with his partner. Luckily, the school wasn't that far from the office so it was a quick drive.
Jack noticed the amount of people and animals walking on the sidewalks. He had longed remembered how each of them lived at peace and enjoyed each other's company. Of course, it wasn't the same. Since himself and Ace had first moved here, it seemed like animals were not welcome here. There were two sides to the argument of whether animals should stay and no matter how many times Jack listened to each side, he realized that it was an illogical matter to fight about.
They reached the school a few moments later. It had closed early due to the investigation and already crowds of people were outside, wondering what was happening inside.

"Pull into the school parking lot," Jack suggested lazily. Ace veered the car into the first drive in and parked in one of the many spots. They both got out and slammed the car doors. Jack noticed how one side of the group was holding signs that mentioned how animals were not welcome here and another that was trying to climb over the fence that surrounded the school. Ace called after Jack to follow and he did, his gaze still lingering on the crowd as they both walked into the school.
They walked into the school and towards the office, where an old lady was reading a newspaper. She seemed more focus on what was happening with a little league baseball team, to really even notice the two walking in.

“Excuse me, Miss?” Ace asked politely. The old lady peered over the newspaper, glaring slightly at the polar bear.

“What do you want?” she harshly yet quietly asked.

“We’ve come to look at the murder that recently happened.”

The old lady snorted, rustling the papers. “That’s what five other people have said. Y’all want is to see a dead boy. The thrill excites the young, these days.”

Ace frowned slightly. “I’m actually into more eating than death. Anyway, that isn’t the point, lady. My husband and I need-”

“Oh, you two are married? How delightful. I’ll give you both passes if polar bear here shuts up.” Ace knotted his eyebrows as the old lady grabbed two slips of paper and scribbled something down. She handed him these slips and went back to reading the newspaper. They walked out of the office, Ace grumpy and Jack bored.

“That lady was rude.”

“She was just doing her job,” Jack mumbled. They headed up the stairs, their footsteps echoing off the walls. There were brightly colored posters up that were advertising the school dance that was happening next month. They reached the upper part of the school, pushing open two doors. There were rows of lockers on the wall opposite of where they were standing. Classrooms were empty and the smell of sadness lingered in the air.
As they hurried towards the crime scene, they passed by a small teacher who scurried away from the two animals and a few more posters. There were some beeping noises that came from one of the classrooms. Papers printing was Jack’s guess. Ace was the first to reach the crime scene and groaned. There was yellow police tape that closed off the entryway and just from peeking inside, there was an inspection crew messing around with the scene.
The lead investigator caught sight of the two and walked over.

“How may I help you?” he asked. There an underlying feel in his voice that made it clear that he didn’t want to deal with them.
"We are here on a report by Police Chief Boris," Ace stated as he dug out his badge. When he pulled it out, it was actually a kid's plastic badge. The lead investigator chuckled softly and crossed his arms.

"You really expect me to believe that?"

Jack shook his head and pushed Ace back. "Look, we are just as trained as you are. Both him and I are private investigators. This is our job to find out the murderer while you guys end up leaving it ruined."

"Do you have proper authentication then?"

Jack patted his pockets and sighed heavily. "It appears my partner left them inside of the car."

"Then I can't let you in," the investigator flatly stated before walking away.

Jack looked back and glared at Ace. "This is all your fault."

"How is this my fault? You left the badges in the car the night before!" Ace snapped, shoving the kiddie badge into his pants pocket.

"Yes, but you forgot to take them out so technically, it is your fault."

"Are you two done bickering? You sound like a high school couple who is having their first fight," a scruff voice asked. They turned in the direction of the voice and felt immediately stupid for fighting. Boris took of his sunglasses and stuffed them into his crisp white shirt pocket. "We have a crime to figure out and you two seem to want to fight. Maybe this case isn't for you."

Jack gulped while Ace staggered forward towards Boris. "This case is for us! It was just a brief misunderstanding, that's all. Right, Jack?"

His partner nodded. Boris rose an eyebrow, looking between the two before sighing. "Alright. Come on then. Dead bodies can't wait forever."

"But they can," Ace muttered and Jack jabbed him in the side.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)

You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
  








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