CB's Grim Frequencies IC -- COMPLETE

[Forged Fury]

"Heh... heh..." Cyril responded while flashing a smile but, for once in his life, at a total loss for words. Recovering somewhat, he replied, "It's great! You know, it's like it's calling my name. You mind if I try it out see how it fits? My ears are clean, promise."

At least the voices in my head respect me...

Without waiting for permission, the former lawyer popped the headset into his ear while searching in vain for anyone else in the crew. Failing that, he said, "Can I pair this thing up to multiple phones? I try to keep work and family separate, you know?"

 

[CanadienneBacon]

"Sure, try it on. It pairs with different phones, as long as they're the same platform. But it won't pair between an iPhone and a Samsung, though..." the salesgirl trailed off into a comment about the incompatibility between the two platforms. Meanwhile, when Cyril put the Bluetooth device on his head, he heard a staticky buzzing sound, like a radio caught between stations without a clear signal. The salesgirl pointed at a different, cheaper Bluetooth model on the shelf and started saying something about the product.

The headset gave off a very loud pop, then Cyril heard a transmission that alternated a signal clear as a bell and a static white noise. During one of the clearer transmissions, a voice with a peculiar accent that he couldn't place came on the air and said, "Cyril ---- must -- immediately to old mercantile -- -- -- -- where you will -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- I repeat you must --. . . ." The transmission shorted out.

 

[KirayaTiDrekan]

Feral meandered over to the video games and looked a little surprised, "Wow, PS4 already? Last time I picked up a controller the PS3 was brand new."

Seeing as Feral has never been good with money and wanting something to improve his mood and give the group something to do during their downtime, he grabs a PS4, a few extra controllers, and a stack of games (OOC: the latest and greatest GTA, CoD, WWE, and a few fighting games, whatever was available at the time our game is set since we're a few months ahead of it now, I think).

 

[KirayaTiDrekan]

OOC: Sorry, double post, but this just occurred to me and thus Feral and thus makes sense, sort of.

Feral flags down a customer service person, "Oh hey, I'm gonna need a TV, too. One of those." He points at one of the big flat screens that costs about $1,200.

 

[Forged Fury]

Bobbing his head, Cyril cut off the sales woman as politely as possible. "No, this one is perfect. In fact, this very exact one. Can you box it up for me?"

After receiving the boxed headphone from the saleswoman, the man gave her a smile and made a beeline for the check-out line. Catching the eyes of as many of the rest of the team as he could, he jerked his head toward the check-out line.

"Guys, you're going to call me crazy, but this thing literally just talked to me," Cyril said, holding up the bluetooth headset. "It was just like that message the Bun-Bun sent that the FCC intercepted that got us involved in all this $%^&. This time it said my name and said I had to go to something called Old Mercantile something or other. What do we do?"

Looking around, he followed-up with, "...and where's Feral?"

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Soft electronic whines and discordant buzzes popped from the headset, interrupting the voice at irregular intervals. Eventually, the radio stopped repeating Cyril's name and began whispering a message. Even though there was constant soft white noise hissing in the background of the transmission, Cyril made out, "The railroad tracks cross Michigan Avenue near North Pine, by I-70. In thirty minutes, a Hummer H3 will approach those tracks from westbound Michigan Avenue. You must stop it from crossing the tracks until after the train passes. Do not fail." Cyril realized that it would take a solid twenty minutes for the group to get to the intersection specified in the transmission. Navigating east Indy stop-and-go traffic, even midday, was a pain.

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[Shayuri]

Death Otter waved a hand back towards the TV display way at the far end of the store.

"Over there getting a big screen for the game systems and Netflix. What's Old Mercantile? Factory outlet store? Do they have furniture? We could really use some furniture."

 

[Forged Fury]

Cyril held up a finger and started repeating the words coming out of the earpiece. After he repeated the message, he said, "Seriously, I am not $)!%ing you."

 

[Shayuri]

Death Otter's eyes flicked to the earpiece, then back to Cyril. She held out her hand.

"Gimme."

 

[Forged Fury]

Cyril pulled out the earpiece and handed it to 0tter without question. He figured, of anyone, she would best be able to tell if he was going crazy or not.