>>5201203Now that that’s settled, you segue as you sit up in your seat, what’s the story on the actors? Because you’ve got a few notes to discuss about who’s playing y-
Before you can finish, you’re interrupted by a sudden burst of static from the <span class="mu-g">RADIO CHRISTY GAVE YOU!</span> Holding up a ‘<span class="mu-i">one moment</span>’ finger to Eddie and Tucker’s confused faces, you fish the gizmo out of your pockets and answer with a genial ‘<span class="mu-i">y’ello-</span>’
https://youtu.be/tY_kfFnyoic“<span class="mu-s">PARBLE!</span>” Roars a voice you’ve heard <span class="mu-i">way</span> too many times today, “<span class="mu-s">WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING RIGHT NOW!?</span>”
Tumbling over the side of the chair from the sheer <span class="mu-i">volume</span> of Security Chief Blumenkrantz’ voice, you answer him in a weak tone as you pick yourself off the ground. You’re uh, you mutter, just going over mission details. For missions!
“Well put ‘em on hold!” Blumenkrantz snarls! “I was asked to keep you informed if any more disappearances happened, and guess what?
<span class="mu-s">GUESS!</span>”
Oh, uh, th-there’s been another disappearance?
“<span class="mu-i">A-Plus</span>, Parble. A scouting team missed their scheduled check-in via radio. If they followed their damn patrol path, they most likely went dark around <span class="mu-b">CALACA STREET!</span>”
“That’s where <span class="mu-b">THE CROW’S NEST</span> is, right?” Tucker asks, snapping his fingers in recognition! “The bar with the live music!”
A disapproving hiss drifts through the radio’s receiver. “I have no clue what your cheerleader just said, Parble, but you’ve been unusually <span class="mu-s">COMPETENT</span> as of late, so when you’re done playing grab-ass I need you to head down there and check in on our security team!”
How do you respond?
>WHY DO I HAVE TO DO IT?>ANYTHING ELSE WORKING ON THIS?>YOU’LL HEAD OUT IN A BIT!>ANY CLUE WHAT WE’LL RUN INTO?>WRITE-IN! 