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[ KNOCK. KNOCK, MOTHERFUCKERS. Someone's pounding on your door. Might want to open it up. You wouldn't want to keep the FBI waiting, would you?

There are two "agents" at the door. Both in matching black suits with matching terribly colored, hideous ties. Both with badges in hand (Terezi's is upside down). One is covered in gray facepaint and has candy corn taped to her head. The other is Dean fucking Winchester.

And you, my friend, are suspected of a various assortment of crimes. ]

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[action forever]

[akapeanut.livejournal.com]

[What the fuckity fuck fuck. Who knocks like that? Seriously. Assholes.

George snarkily makes her way to the door and opens it just enough to yell out any necessary expletives.]

What the fuck do you want?

[action is my middle name]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

Excuse me, ma'am.

[Badges: PRESENT.]

I'm Agent Lugosi, this is Agent Karloff. We'd like to ask you a few questions.

[action always]

[cull-means-care.livejournal.com]

[Feferi peers around the door, curious and a little suspicious. She looks rather drenched and the bodypaint on her arms is blotchy where she hadn't quite let it dry before trying to swim.]

Yes?

[Permaction]

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

[Oh, look, agents at his door! What a surprise for Dave's character! Not.]

Sup, favorite agents.

[action speaks louder than words]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

[Here is your charming grin, milady, complete with cleverly-made FBI badges.]

Hi, we're from the FBI, ma'am. I'm Agent Abbot, this is Agent Costello. Can we ask you a few questions?

[Permaction]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

[Agent Jake tips his head politely.]

Agent Elwood and I have a couple questions for you. Can we come in?

[cull-means-care.livejournal.com]

Umm...sure?

[She backs up and opens the door further so they can come in. She's happy to play along for now]

What's up?

[action is my first and last names]

[turn4bout.livejournal.com]

[ Terezi, in the most hard boiled manner imaginable, shoves her foot in the door. ]

A few questions concerning a murder.

[ Terezi then leans in and whispers quickly: ]

hey you might want to roll to see if terezi can like. smell george's guilt and stuff. she's really good at that. you're going to have to roll over 3 to hide your guilt. also get me a coke while you're at it.

[Permaction]

[turn4bout.livejournal.com]

No, agent Jake. This one's in the clear. He's as innocent as a crisp spring morning. In fact, he's been analyzing some evidence for me.

[ Terezi takes off her shoes and shoves them at Dave. ]

[turn4bout.livejournal.com]

Crimes are up. [ Terezi waltzes in like she owns the place. She is pretty much the coolest character ever. I mean, really, you want to see my essays on her? I'll show them to you after this scene, okay? I was just so lucky when I rolled her stats. ]

And we have reason to believe that you're involved.

[action is stupid like your stupid face]

[akapeanut.livejournal.com]

[Geez, this sudden in-your-face RP style is a little hard to keep up with.

Okay, okay. Just give her a sec.]

i don't know where my dice are. but she didn't do anything so there's no guilt to smell anyway? and fuck you, pyrope, get your own coke.

[ANYWAY.]

Murder? You've gotta be fucking kidding me.

[bad-ass-dude.livejournal.com]

[Oh dear. Well, Shizzy has no reason to NOT open the door. I mean you're clearly trolls, but there's no reason I shouldn't trust you... say goodbye to Exodia]

.....?

[Yes, he is a man of so many words.]

[Permaction]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

'Long as you're sure, Agent Elwood.

[Badge away, he raises an eyebrow at the shoes, and then Dave, expression expectant.

Take the shoes, his dashing face says. Take them and work your evidence magic.]

[action is stupid is as stupid does]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

Wish we were.

[Sighing histrionically, he adjusts his tie.]

Can we come in, ma'am?

[Someone has to play Dungeon Master moderator in this game.]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

[Agent Abbot sidles in like a slick motherfucker and uses some more of his Charisma points with another smile that gains instant trust and provides +10 Reassurance.

Good Cop/Bad Cop is just how they roll.]

Where were you on the night of the thirteenth?

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

I'm Agent Mulder, this is Agent Scully.

[Badge, badge. Gesture, gesture.]

There's been a recent rash of violence towards large appliances and garbage disposal units in the neighborhood, and we were wondering if you would be willing to answer a few questions.

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

[Taking those shoes.]

The fuck did you do to your shoes, Elwood?

[cull-means-care.livejournal.com]

[Alas, Feferi isn't interested in stats. She's not even sure she knows where her character sheet is so even if she had any ranks in Bluff she wouldn't know to use them.

Of course, she's not sure what she's supposed to have done either. That helps]

I was in the ocean, looking for food for my lusus...this isn't about those whales is it? Because I swear they were dead when I found them.

[paper-knight.livejournal.com]

Mark answers the door with his hands full of yarn and a harried look on his face.
The room behind him is strung--wall to wall--with more of the same, a tangled mess of yarn and pushpins and papers and the occasional demonic Rubiks cube. He is on the verge of a breakthough, he's sure of it. A breakthrough in what the narration has no idea.

"Make it quick. I'm a little busy, here."

[bad-ass-dude.livejournal.com]

[OMG for dropping that reference you are my hero, sir Winchester. Ahem.]

...Are you serious?

[It's a little hard to tell from his tone if he's actually surprised or if he's caught on to the joke already. Feel free to continue trolling.]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

[This fellow appears to be a rather suspicious character. Obviously the only way to deal with this is with impeccable aplomb.]

Sir.

[A nod.]

I'm Agent Sonny, this is Agent Cher. We'd like to ask you a few questions.

[paper-knight.livejournal.com]

The Feds. Of course.
His eyes narrow.

"I'd like to see your IDs."

I'm late but PLEASE LOVE MEEEEE

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

[Peeeers out of his door!]

Like, what do you want?

[action is wow guys get a life]

[turn4bout.livejournal.com]

[ Terezi kicks at the door, regardless of whether or not George is in the way. ]

We've got a warrant, so we're coming in anyways.

SORRY I AM SO LATE

[turn4bout.livejournal.com]

Curious, you knowing what we're here about. Whales are a very important subsection of the economy. Bitches are being kept from their whales, and that is completely unacceptable. How about you tell us what you saw.

[ Terezi leans in close, sniffing in the most intimidating manner imaginable. ]