Chris_miami
Hit and Run
Yes, Cait is so sweet. little kids are adorable (I have a little sister, but she's 10) She's doomed, eh? Hopefully not, that would be horrible!
Thanks's for all the warm welcomes!
Thanks's for all the warm welcomes!
CSI:Miami Road Trip: Seven Years of Bad Luck & Counting
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CSIVegasMiamiNY
Pathologist
Aww, Cait is the cutest little thing! And the alphabet thing was great! I love how Speed completly changed, what a sweetie! *sigh* What a huggle muffin!
Update soon Geni!!! *makes puppy dog eyes and bakes cookies*
Update soon Geni!!! *makes puppy dog eyes and bakes cookies*
CSI_in_training
CSI Level Two
COOKIES! you know the way to our hearts CSIVegasMiamiNY. Cait can't be doomed!
Hi Chris_miami, welcome to the craziest thread on the site!
I'm missy! *waves*
Hi Chris_miami, welcome to the craziest thread on the site!
I'm missy! *waves*
carlz31
Coroner
NO! DON'T SAY THAT!...although, she's not Speed's kid so she still has a chance!
And AWWWWW She's the cutest thing EVER!...well, I mean she's the cutest little thing that doesn't actually exist :lol: That alphabet thing was so cute! Poor Katie and Speed though...
And I found it adorable that she's only three and she wanted to drive over....I'm 17 and I still don't want to drive
Anyways, please update soon!
Well I wouldn't say all the RT children are doomed.
*gasp* Chris! You said "eh"! You are of my people! :lol: *hugs* Teehee. I hope you're feeling at home here.
Whew, I write a chapter and come back to three more reviews, lol. Agreed with everything that has been said about Cait! She's a darling.
We'll Make It Through, You're Not Alone
Lab, Next day
Carly: Hey did Valera page you?
Speed: No, why?
Carly: There was a sample of DNA on the knife that didn't belong to Lori.
Speed: Logan's?
Carly: Maybe.
Alexx: *walks over, carrying folder* Hey guys.
Carly: Hey Alexx.
Speed: What's that folder?
Alexx: I ran Lori's tox screen. Found an assortment of pain medication and Tetrahydrocannabinol.
Speed: THC, that's marijuana.
Alexx: There were high levels of it in her system.
Carly: Logan said something on the pier about selling her drugs. She said she flushed it so he wouldn't get arrested.
Speed: *nods* Well looks like she found other ways of getting rid of it.
Carly: Is there any evidence of heavy drug use?
Alexx: None. I'd say it was her first time trying recreational drugs.
Speed: What's the timeline?
Alexx: She had taken it probably 12 to 14 hours prior to death.
Carly: Lori never said she was seeing him.
Speed: She wasn't telling us a lot of things.
Carly: You think she knew he was going to be at the pier?
Speed: It would explain why she wanted you to take her there. *shakes head* She really was manipulative. It fit in perfectly with our investigation on you.
Carly: So she'd been dealing with him?
Speed: ...I think we need to look around the apartment.
Carly: Why?
Speed: Lori called me while we were in the Hummerhome. Said she was going to Josh's house. That means she was in the apartment by herself for at least two days.
Carly: Giving her plenty of time to interact with Logan.
Speed: Exactly.
Carly: What are you hoping to find?
Speed: Let's go search her room and find out.
Apartment, half hour later
Carly: *grabs pillows* Everything in here looks clean. Pretty good for a teenager.
Speed: *opens closet* Yeah.
Carly: *picks up picture* That's a nice picture of you guys.
Speed: Katie wanted a family picture.
Carly: Holly's in this one too.
Speed: *looks at Carly*
Carly: *puts picture down*
Speed: *looks back at closet*
Carly: *opens drawers*
Speed: *looks down at floor*
Carly: Do you miss those times?
Speed: What times.
Carly: Being with your family...Eating dinner with them, coming home from work and seeing the excited look on Holly's face...Watching tv with Lori...
Speed: *kneels, clicks on flashlight*
Carly: Tim?
Speed: *pulls floorboard away*
Carly: What did you find?
Speed: Her stash.
Carly: *walks over* ...Wow. That's a lot.
Speed: What the....*grabs paper*
Carly: What is that?
Speed: *opens paper* ...From Logan.
Carly: ...Quite the present.
Speed: He has to be the stupidest drug dealer I've ever known.
Carly: Well his stupidity got us a warrant for his arrest.
Speed: *tilts head*
Carly: What?
Speed: *reaches under drugs, pulls out paper*
Carly: Another one?
Speed: *opens paper* ...It's Lori's handwriting.
Carly: What does it say?
Speed: It says "He has to stop. He has to be stopped, and I won't rest until he's brought to justice. This is what's left from what Logan sold to me, and in case this should never be found, I'll be taking small doses if the worst happens."
Carly: ...
Speed: ...
Carly: She got herself killed to catch him. Smart girl.
Speed: *stands* She knew about your case, because she was working with Josh. That's why you smelled perfume in his car. She was going to take him down herself.
Carly: She's halfway there.
Speed: Okay let's finish what she started.
Carly: I'll call PD.
TBC...............
*gasp* Chris! You said "eh"! You are of my people! :lol: *hugs* Teehee. I hope you're feeling at home here.
Whew, I write a chapter and come back to three more reviews, lol. Agreed with everything that has been said about Cait! She's a darling.
We'll Make It Through, You're Not Alone
Lab, Next day
Carly: Hey did Valera page you?
Speed: No, why?
Carly: There was a sample of DNA on the knife that didn't belong to Lori.
Speed: Logan's?
Carly: Maybe.
Alexx: *walks over, carrying folder* Hey guys.
Carly: Hey Alexx.
Speed: What's that folder?
Alexx: I ran Lori's tox screen. Found an assortment of pain medication and Tetrahydrocannabinol.
Speed: THC, that's marijuana.
Alexx: There were high levels of it in her system.
Carly: Logan said something on the pier about selling her drugs. She said she flushed it so he wouldn't get arrested.
Speed: *nods* Well looks like she found other ways of getting rid of it.
Carly: Is there any evidence of heavy drug use?
Alexx: None. I'd say it was her first time trying recreational drugs.
Speed: What's the timeline?
Alexx: She had taken it probably 12 to 14 hours prior to death.
Carly: Lori never said she was seeing him.
Speed: She wasn't telling us a lot of things.
Carly: You think she knew he was going to be at the pier?
Speed: It would explain why she wanted you to take her there. *shakes head* She really was manipulative. It fit in perfectly with our investigation on you.
Carly: So she'd been dealing with him?
Speed: ...I think we need to look around the apartment.
Carly: Why?
Speed: Lori called me while we were in the Hummerhome. Said she was going to Josh's house. That means she was in the apartment by herself for at least two days.
Carly: Giving her plenty of time to interact with Logan.
Speed: Exactly.
Carly: What are you hoping to find?
Speed: Let's go search her room and find out.
Apartment, half hour later
Carly: *grabs pillows* Everything in here looks clean. Pretty good for a teenager.
Speed: *opens closet* Yeah.
Carly: *picks up picture* That's a nice picture of you guys.
Speed: Katie wanted a family picture.
Carly: Holly's in this one too.
Speed: *looks at Carly*
Carly: *puts picture down*
Speed: *looks back at closet*
Carly: *opens drawers*
Speed: *looks down at floor*
Carly: Do you miss those times?
Speed: What times.
Carly: Being with your family...Eating dinner with them, coming home from work and seeing the excited look on Holly's face...Watching tv with Lori...
Speed: *kneels, clicks on flashlight*
Carly: Tim?
Speed: *pulls floorboard away*
Carly: What did you find?
Speed: Her stash.
Carly: *walks over* ...Wow. That's a lot.
Speed: What the....*grabs paper*
Carly: What is that?
Speed: *opens paper* ...From Logan.
Carly: ...Quite the present.
Speed: He has to be the stupidest drug dealer I've ever known.
Carly: Well his stupidity got us a warrant for his arrest.
Speed: *tilts head*
Carly: What?
Speed: *reaches under drugs, pulls out paper*
Carly: Another one?
Speed: *opens paper* ...It's Lori's handwriting.
Carly: What does it say?
Speed: It says "He has to stop. He has to be stopped, and I won't rest until he's brought to justice. This is what's left from what Logan sold to me, and in case this should never be found, I'll be taking small doses if the worst happens."
Carly: ...
Speed: ...
Carly: She got herself killed to catch him. Smart girl.
Speed: *stands* She knew about your case, because she was working with Josh. That's why you smelled perfume in his car. She was going to take him down herself.
Carly: She's halfway there.
Speed: Okay let's finish what she started.
Carly: I'll call PD.
TBC...............
calleighspeedle
Coroner
so much happening, I hope Speed catches that guy and bring him to justice...poor Lori
Speed doesn't seem to have any luck when it comes to his family does he. (big hug for Speed)
Speed doesn't seem to have any luck when it comes to his family does he. (big hug for Speed)
karen999uk
Dead on Arrival
Aww poor Lori, its so sad she would have it planned like that.
BTW when I said about Cait I didnt mean to make it sound so depressing, but it does seem every RT child is doomed!
BTW when I said about Cait I didnt mean to make it sound so depressing, but it does seem every RT child is doomed!
Still_RIP_Speed
Police Officer
wow, Lori was definately a Speedle-she was a smart kid...makes her death even more tragic though poor Speed what must he be thinking...*huge huggles for Speed* But they evidence for a warrant-WOOOOOOOOO
As ever, update soon Geni
poor Speed what must he be thinking...*huge huggles for Speed* But they evidence for a warrant-WOOOOOOOOOAs ever, update soon Geni
^^ It does seem that way karen. Hmm....And yet I have complete control over that. Ah! It's my fault! I'm the murderer(s) :lol:
Up In Flames
Miami, Interrogation room
Carly: PD found him on his regular drug route.
Speed: Oh wonderful. *places down folder*
Logan: What's that?
Speed: That is drugs. You should be very familiar with them.
Carly: *whispers* Remember to take it easy. You don't need more trouble.
Speed: I agree. *places down more pictures* Those are knives from the kitchen you work in, and a photograph of the murder weapon. I bet if we get a DNA sample, the blood on the inside of the knife will match you.
Man: *walks in* Winston Pepperman is the name, I'm Logan's attorney. Logan you don't have to say another word.
Carly: We have him on murder.
Winston: I'm afraid you don't in this matter.
Speed: We have evidence from the young woman herself who identifies this man as a criminal. And there was a witness to the murder.
Winston: Don't you know never to trust the eyewitness statement of...Well, an eyewitness?
Carly: I was the witness.
Winston: Did you actually see my client stab her in the chest?
Carly: ...
Speed: If we get a DNA sample, we can confirm he murdered her. And not to mention the bags of drugs we found in her room will be compared to his stash. And we'll find it by the way, PD's searching his dorm.
Winston: I'm afraid that won't be possible. I've got a motion to surpress the drug evidence against my client.
Carly: Why?
Winston: I believe I heard you found it in...His apartment.
Speed: What's your point?
Winston: You could have planted it there. It's circumstantial evidence. Besides, even if he did murder the young lady, it was self defense.
Carly: Since when?
Winston: She provoked him.
Speed: She did not provoke him. Carly, you were there.
Carly: ...Well...Actually...
Speed: You have got to be kidding me.
Carly: She shoved him.
Logan: Yeah and she did it first!
Winston: Logan, hush.
Logan: *rolls eyes*
Speed: This is ridiculous. We have evidence that proves he murdered her, and proves he's been selling drugs in large amounts to corrupt federal agents.
Winston: Now that's the kind of thing that would go nicely in some sort of literature piece. Unfortunately, it's far from what my client is involved in.
Speed: *frowns*
Winston: A jury won't even see this case. Come on Logan, we're leaving.
Logan: *stands* Look, I'm not a bad guy. She was just crazy.
Winston: Let's go before there's anymore trouble.
Logan: Sure.
Winston/Logan, leave
Carly: Well he sure cleaned that up.
Speed: *grabs folders* Case closed then.
Carly: ...You're just going to give up? After all of that?
Speed: I can't run every case into the ground.
Carly: But this isn't like every case.
Speed: This case should get the same amount of attention as the other ones.
Carly: Exactly. The other cases should be fought for, like the world's coming to an end.
Speed: It isn't.
Carly: You can't just stop.
Speed: If you want the case, take it. I'm finished.
Carly: Why? Why are you only giving up on this case?
Speed: Because there isn't anything I can do.
Carly: That's bull and you know it.
Speed: I just want to put my daughter to rest, so Katie can move on and have some closure.
Carly: But there's no justice.
Speed: No, there isn't. I didn't become a cop to solve every case. I did it to find out the truth, to give a voice to the victim.
Carly: So if a murderer is free, and the victim is lying in a cedar box, that's fair?
Speed: Life isn't fair. Being in this job, I've learned that death isn't always either. *leaves*
Carly: *nods*
TBC................
Up In Flames
Miami, Interrogation room
Carly: PD found him on his regular drug route.
Speed: Oh wonderful. *places down folder*
Logan: What's that?
Speed: That is drugs. You should be very familiar with them.
Carly: *whispers* Remember to take it easy. You don't need more trouble.
Speed: I agree. *places down more pictures* Those are knives from the kitchen you work in, and a photograph of the murder weapon. I bet if we get a DNA sample, the blood on the inside of the knife will match you.
Man: *walks in* Winston Pepperman is the name, I'm Logan's attorney. Logan you don't have to say another word.
Carly: We have him on murder.
Winston: I'm afraid you don't in this matter.
Speed: We have evidence from the young woman herself who identifies this man as a criminal. And there was a witness to the murder.
Winston: Don't you know never to trust the eyewitness statement of...Well, an eyewitness?
Carly: I was the witness.
Winston: Did you actually see my client stab her in the chest?
Carly: ...
Speed: If we get a DNA sample, we can confirm he murdered her. And not to mention the bags of drugs we found in her room will be compared to his stash. And we'll find it by the way, PD's searching his dorm.
Winston: I'm afraid that won't be possible. I've got a motion to surpress the drug evidence against my client.
Carly: Why?
Winston: I believe I heard you found it in...His apartment.
Speed: What's your point?
Winston: You could have planted it there. It's circumstantial evidence. Besides, even if he did murder the young lady, it was self defense.
Carly: Since when?
Winston: She provoked him.
Speed: She did not provoke him. Carly, you were there.
Carly: ...Well...Actually...
Speed: You have got to be kidding me.
Carly: She shoved him.
Logan: Yeah and she did it first!
Winston: Logan, hush.
Logan: *rolls eyes*
Speed: This is ridiculous. We have evidence that proves he murdered her, and proves he's been selling drugs in large amounts to corrupt federal agents.
Winston: Now that's the kind of thing that would go nicely in some sort of literature piece. Unfortunately, it's far from what my client is involved in.
Speed: *frowns*
Winston: A jury won't even see this case. Come on Logan, we're leaving.
Logan: *stands* Look, I'm not a bad guy. She was just crazy.
Winston: Let's go before there's anymore trouble.
Logan: Sure.
Winston/Logan, leave
Carly: Well he sure cleaned that up.
Speed: *grabs folders* Case closed then.
Carly: ...You're just going to give up? After all of that?
Speed: I can't run every case into the ground.
Carly: But this isn't like every case.
Speed: This case should get the same amount of attention as the other ones.
Carly: Exactly. The other cases should be fought for, like the world's coming to an end.
Speed: It isn't.
Carly: You can't just stop.
Speed: If you want the case, take it. I'm finished.
Carly: Why? Why are you only giving up on this case?
Speed: Because there isn't anything I can do.
Carly: That's bull and you know it.
Speed: I just want to put my daughter to rest, so Katie can move on and have some closure.
Carly: But there's no justice.
Speed: No, there isn't. I didn't become a cop to solve every case. I did it to find out the truth, to give a voice to the victim.
Carly: So if a murderer is free, and the victim is lying in a cedar box, that's fair?
Speed: Life isn't fair. Being in this job, I've learned that death isn't always either. *leaves*
Carly: *nods*
TBC................
*joins in on the punching*
Don't Worry About Me, I'll Be Fine
Atrium
Katie: *staring out window*
Speed: *walks over*
Katie: Did you get him?
Speed: I'm sorry.
Katie: *lowers head* ...How did he get away?
Speed: His lawyer has a quick mouth on him. Claims it was self-defense, and the DA doesn't want to prosecute.
Katie: Come on, you don't believe it was self-defense.
Speed: It doesn't matter what I think.
Katie: ...You're a terrible father.
Speed: *stares at Katie*
Katie: But you're an even worse CSI. *walks away*
Speed: *blinks*
Motel, Australia
Anni: Is that blood on the wall?
Colton: Nah, I think it's puke.
JC: It's hot sauce.
Anni: Who sprays hot sauce on the walls? It's blood. There was an axe murderer in here.
Missy: That's impossible. Axe murderers drink the blood, not smear the blood.
Anni: You're thinking of vampires.
Missy: Axe murderers don't drink blood?
Anni: I don't know, the next time I meet one, I'll ask.
Missy: What if...One of US was an axe murderer?
Colton: You mean like ol' Jack in the Shining? I don't think so.
Missy: Why not?
Colton: Because. No one here has an axe or a psychotic mind.
Megan: The hot sauce is staring at me.
Anni: It's not hot sauce.
JC: There IS a chinese restaurant underneath us.
Colton: I think maybe it is blood, but not human.
Anni: *screams*
Colton: *lifts brow*
Anni: *jumps up* I KNEW IT! I SO KNEW IT! The aliens are coming to get us!
Colton: There are no aliens.
Anni: It's blood. It's blood from aliens. They mark their territory by spraying their hot sauce blood onto the walls and then when they catch us talking about it, they suck out our brains through our EYEBALLS! *runs around the motel* THE END IS NEAR!
JC: I don't want to have my brain sucked through my eyeballs!
Missy: *starts crying*
Megan: ...Are they on drugs?
Colton: I wonder the very same every day.
Horatio: *walks in, wearing shades, the sun beating behind him*
Anni: THEY'RE HERE! YOU CAN'T TAKE ME! *throwing spoons*
Horatio: Whoa, whoa what's going on?
Anni: Oh you know very well what's going on. *runs over* The aliens have taken his skin, we have to stop them! *ripping Horatio's hair*
Horatio: AH! AH! AH!
Anni: Show your true form!
Horatio: AH! NOT THE HAIR!
Anni: Oh yes the hair! It's the only weekness of the aliens!
JC: What species is he?
Anni: He's part of a special group of aliens called the Cainedrodes. He's a MANDROID! RUN!
JC: *screaming*
Colton: OW! Anni, get off my foot!
Anni: THE END IS NEAR! SOMEONE GET ME MY INTERGALACTIC ROAD TRIP SUIT SO I CAN KICK SOME COSMIC ASS!
Venezuela, 10pm
Warehouse, near the beach. Hostages crowd together, two men walk in
Vargas: *points gun at people* Alright. Here's the plan. I want to make three groups!
Man2, grabs all men with blue eyes and blonde hair. He shoves them against large wall. He grabs Jess
Jess: *screams*
Delko: Whoa, what are you doing?
Man: She belongs here.
Delko: Don't hurt her!
Man: No one will be hurt...Yet.
Jess: What's that supposed to mean?
Man: Get over there!
Delko: She's pregnant!
Vargas: *walks over* Caesar, let her go.
Caesar: Why?
Vargas: We do not hurt pregnant women. Especially if the father is Cuban.
Jess: Are you going to shoot people? You're insane!
Vargas: Take her to the other room with the other women.
Caesar: Yes sir. *drags Jess*
Delko: JESS!
Jess: *screams*
Vargas: Relax, she won't be harmed.
Delko: *frowns* What are you doing?
Vargas: You're about to find out. Load the guns!
Three men load their guns, point them to the men against the wall
Vargas: Fire!
BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM
Delko: *stares blankly*
Vargas: Drag them away, and get the rest of these men to work.
Caesar: What about the women?
Vargas: You know the routine.
Caesar: Yes sir.
TBC................
Don't Worry About Me, I'll Be Fine
Atrium
Katie: *staring out window*
Speed: *walks over*
Katie: Did you get him?
Speed: I'm sorry.
Katie: *lowers head* ...How did he get away?
Speed: His lawyer has a quick mouth on him. Claims it was self-defense, and the DA doesn't want to prosecute.
Katie: Come on, you don't believe it was self-defense.
Speed: It doesn't matter what I think.
Katie: ...You're a terrible father.
Speed: *stares at Katie*
Katie: But you're an even worse CSI. *walks away*
Speed: *blinks*
Motel, Australia
Anni: Is that blood on the wall?
Colton: Nah, I think it's puke.
JC: It's hot sauce.
Anni: Who sprays hot sauce on the walls? It's blood. There was an axe murderer in here.
Missy: That's impossible. Axe murderers drink the blood, not smear the blood.
Anni: You're thinking of vampires.
Missy: Axe murderers don't drink blood?
Anni: I don't know, the next time I meet one, I'll ask.
Missy: What if...One of US was an axe murderer?
Colton: You mean like ol' Jack in the Shining? I don't think so.
Missy: Why not?
Colton: Because. No one here has an axe or a psychotic mind.
Megan: The hot sauce is staring at me.
Anni: It's not hot sauce.
JC: There IS a chinese restaurant underneath us.
Colton: I think maybe it is blood, but not human.
Anni: *screams*
Colton: *lifts brow*
Anni: *jumps up* I KNEW IT! I SO KNEW IT! The aliens are coming to get us!
Colton: There are no aliens.
Anni: It's blood. It's blood from aliens. They mark their territory by spraying their hot sauce blood onto the walls and then when they catch us talking about it, they suck out our brains through our EYEBALLS! *runs around the motel* THE END IS NEAR!
JC: I don't want to have my brain sucked through my eyeballs!
Missy: *starts crying*
Megan: ...Are they on drugs?
Colton: I wonder the very same every day.
Horatio: *walks in, wearing shades, the sun beating behind him*
Anni: THEY'RE HERE! YOU CAN'T TAKE ME! *throwing spoons*
Horatio: Whoa, whoa what's going on?
Anni: Oh you know very well what's going on. *runs over* The aliens have taken his skin, we have to stop them! *ripping Horatio's hair*
Horatio: AH! AH! AH!
Anni: Show your true form!
Horatio: AH! NOT THE HAIR!
Anni: Oh yes the hair! It's the only weekness of the aliens!
JC: What species is he?
Anni: He's part of a special group of aliens called the Cainedrodes. He's a MANDROID! RUN!
JC: *screaming*
Colton: OW! Anni, get off my foot!
Anni: THE END IS NEAR! SOMEONE GET ME MY INTERGALACTIC ROAD TRIP SUIT SO I CAN KICK SOME COSMIC ASS!
Venezuela, 10pm
Warehouse, near the beach. Hostages crowd together, two men walk in
Vargas: *points gun at people* Alright. Here's the plan. I want to make three groups!
Man2, grabs all men with blue eyes and blonde hair. He shoves them against large wall. He grabs Jess
Jess: *screams*
Delko: Whoa, what are you doing?
Man: She belongs here.
Delko: Don't hurt her!
Man: No one will be hurt...Yet.
Jess: What's that supposed to mean?
Man: Get over there!
Delko: She's pregnant!
Vargas: *walks over* Caesar, let her go.
Caesar: Why?
Vargas: We do not hurt pregnant women. Especially if the father is Cuban.
Jess: Are you going to shoot people? You're insane!
Vargas: Take her to the other room with the other women.
Caesar: Yes sir. *drags Jess*
Delko: JESS!
Jess: *screams*
Vargas: Relax, she won't be harmed.
Delko: *frowns* What are you doing?
Vargas: You're about to find out. Load the guns!
Three men load their guns, point them to the men against the wall
Vargas: Fire!
BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM
Delko: *stares blankly*
Vargas: Drag them away, and get the rest of these men to work.
Caesar: What about the women?
Vargas: You know the routine.
Caesar: Yes sir.
TBC................
Wyoming
Head of the Graveyard Shift
YES GO KATIE way to tell his ass off! lol, He really needs a kick in the ass, I mean, this was his daughter, he tried so hard to protect her when she was alive and now he doesn't want to catch her attacker? That's just not like our dear Timmy.
HAHA Wow, the RT members have gone nutso! I found it pretty funny about the "Cainedroids" though, that's pretty creative lol.
UH OH! We're in trouble! Call superman! Call batman! Call the Queen of the Spider People! Poor Eric had to witness all those people die just because they had blonde hair and blue eyes. I swear there is such hate in this world.............anyhow. I hope someone rescues us soon! And I hope someone updates soon as well! TEEHEE
HAHA Wow, the RT members have gone nutso! I found it pretty funny about the "Cainedroids" though, that's pretty creative lol.
UH OH! We're in trouble! Call superman! Call batman! Call the Queen of the Spider People!
Poor Eric had to witness all those people die just because they had blonde hair and blue eyes. I swear there is such hate in this world.............anyhow. I hope someone rescues us soon! And I hope someone updates soon as well! TEEHEE
:lol:
Those Words That You Said To Me, Why Wasn't I Listening
Miami Lab, next day
Yelina: Hey.
Carly: *walking* Hey.
Yelina: I was wondering if I could get your expertise on something.
Carly: *smiles* Sure.
Yelina: I have a couple of Australian friends coming to town, and I'm not sure what to cook.
Carly: *laughs*
Yelina: What's funny?
Carly: Anything barbequed should be fine.
Yelina: Right. Um, have you seen Speedle?
Carly: No. Why?
Yelina: I've been calling him for two hours. He hasn't picked up his cell. There's a crime scene in Coconut Grove.
Carly: There's always a crime scene in Coconut Grove. It's like the Bermuda Triangle of crimes. Everything gets sucked down in there a-
Yelina: Point taken.
Carly: Sorry.
Yelina: If you see him, page me.
Carly: Will do.
Yelina: *walks away*
Trace lab
Carly: *walks in* ...Kind of eerie that this place is empty.
Valera: *trips* Ah!
Carly: *screams*
Valera: Sorry. I was looking for those new pipets. Night shift stole mine again.
Carly: Label them like everyone else.
Valera: What are you looking for?
Carly: I'm looking for Speedle.
Valera: He hasn't showed up?
Carly: No. And he's usually on time.
Valera: Maybe he went to a party.
Carly: He doesn't like clubs.
Valera: Really...He looks the type. In great shape too.
Carly: *lifts brow* Do you have a thing for him or something?
Valera: Me? No. No of course not. Lab techs and CSIs do not frateranize.
Carly: Sure they do.
Valera: They do?
Carly: ...You have to learn to be a little more independant, Valera.
Valera: I do?
Carly: *sigh*
Valera: Sorry.
Carly: So what are you up to today?
Valera: Well I have to clean the machines in the DNA lab. It's going to be exciting. I HAVE A SWIFFER!
Carly: *nods slowly*
Speed: *walks in, walks over to table*
Carly: Hey. You're late.
Speed: Mhm.
Carly: Three hours late.
Speed: I got jammed up on the causeway.
Carly: For three hours?
Speed: Well it was either that or run over everyone in my Hummer. *rummaging through desk* Now where did I put that thing...
Carly: How are you today?
Speed: Damnit. Can someone tell the night shift to stay away from my pipets?
Valera: Tell me about it.
Carly: Speed, we have a case.
Speed: Well it would be strange if we didn't.
Carly: You okay to handle a case right now?
Speed: Why, do I not look okay?
Carly: You seem perfectly normal.
Speed: Yeah gee I can see how that would make you overly concerned for my well-being.
Carly: Um...Valera, can you give us a minute?
Valera: Sure. *leaves*
Carly: Okay. What's going on?
Speed: *looking through paperwork* Are you driving to the scene? Because I hate maneuvering through traffic.
Carly: Are you even listening to me?
Speed: Yeah.
Carly: *slaps Speed in the back of the head*
Speed: *stares at table*
Carly: ...Sorry.
Speed: It's okay.
Carly: *slaps Speed in the back of the head*
Speed: *blinks*
Carly: Well?
Speed: You did it again.
Carly: And?
Speed: ....And what.
Carly: Aren't you going to tell me to knock it off?
Speed: *lifts brow*
Carly: ...Come on! You have emotions in there, I know it!
Speed: Is this how you treat all of your co-workers?
Carly: *narrows eyes* You're acting way too professional.
Speed: I'm not allowed to be professional at work?
Carly: You're never professional at work.
Speed: Well what do you want me to do?
Carly: I don't know...Throw me against a wall or something.
Speed: ...And then what?
Carly: ...
Speed: ...
Carly: MAN you're hot.
Speed: *stares at Carly*
Carly: ...COME ON! DO SOMETHING!
Speed: We have a crime scene to get to.
Carly: Ah darn. And I thought for sure that would get SOMETHING out of you.
Speed: What, like my phone number?
Carly: Oh I already know your number. *winks*
Speed: Stop it.
Carly: At least I tried.
Speed: I am fine. You don't need to worry about me.
Carly: I'm not worried.
Speed: Then what was with the fake hitting on me?
Carly: That usually works.
Speed: Sorry.
Carly: *sigh* I'll drive.
Speed: Good.
TBC......................
Those Words That You Said To Me, Why Wasn't I Listening
Miami Lab, next day
Yelina: Hey.
Carly: *walking* Hey.
Yelina: I was wondering if I could get your expertise on something.
Carly: *smiles* Sure.
Yelina: I have a couple of Australian friends coming to town, and I'm not sure what to cook.
Carly: *laughs*
Yelina: What's funny?
Carly: Anything barbequed should be fine.
Yelina: Right. Um, have you seen Speedle?
Carly: No. Why?
Yelina: I've been calling him for two hours. He hasn't picked up his cell. There's a crime scene in Coconut Grove.
Carly: There's always a crime scene in Coconut Grove. It's like the Bermuda Triangle of crimes. Everything gets sucked down in there a-
Yelina: Point taken.
Carly: Sorry.
Yelina: If you see him, page me.
Carly: Will do.
Yelina: *walks away*
Trace lab
Carly: *walks in* ...Kind of eerie that this place is empty.
Valera: *trips* Ah!
Carly: *screams*
Valera: Sorry. I was looking for those new pipets. Night shift stole mine again.
Carly: Label them like everyone else.
Valera: What are you looking for?
Carly: I'm looking for Speedle.
Valera: He hasn't showed up?
Carly: No. And he's usually on time.
Valera: Maybe he went to a party.
Carly: He doesn't like clubs.
Valera: Really...He looks the type. In great shape too.
Carly: *lifts brow* Do you have a thing for him or something?
Valera: Me? No. No of course not. Lab techs and CSIs do not frateranize.
Carly: Sure they do.
Valera: They do?
Carly: ...You have to learn to be a little more independant, Valera.
Valera: I do?
Carly: *sigh*
Valera: Sorry.
Carly: So what are you up to today?
Valera: Well I have to clean the machines in the DNA lab. It's going to be exciting. I HAVE A SWIFFER!
Carly: *nods slowly*
Speed: *walks in, walks over to table*
Carly: Hey. You're late.
Speed: Mhm.
Carly: Three hours late.
Speed: I got jammed up on the causeway.
Carly: For three hours?
Speed: Well it was either that or run over everyone in my Hummer. *rummaging through desk* Now where did I put that thing...
Carly: How are you today?
Speed: Damnit. Can someone tell the night shift to stay away from my pipets?
Valera: Tell me about it.
Carly: Speed, we have a case.
Speed: Well it would be strange if we didn't.
Carly: You okay to handle a case right now?
Speed: Why, do I not look okay?
Carly: You seem perfectly normal.
Speed: Yeah gee I can see how that would make you overly concerned for my well-being.
Carly: Um...Valera, can you give us a minute?
Valera: Sure. *leaves*
Carly: Okay. What's going on?
Speed: *looking through paperwork* Are you driving to the scene? Because I hate maneuvering through traffic.
Carly: Are you even listening to me?
Speed: Yeah.
Carly: *slaps Speed in the back of the head*
Speed: *stares at table*
Carly: ...Sorry.
Speed: It's okay.
Carly: *slaps Speed in the back of the head*
Speed: *blinks*
Carly: Well?
Speed: You did it again.
Carly: And?
Speed: ....And what.
Carly: Aren't you going to tell me to knock it off?
Speed: *lifts brow*
Carly: ...Come on! You have emotions in there, I know it!
Speed: Is this how you treat all of your co-workers?
Carly: *narrows eyes* You're acting way too professional.
Speed: I'm not allowed to be professional at work?
Carly: You're never professional at work.
Speed: Well what do you want me to do?
Carly: I don't know...Throw me against a wall or something.
Speed: ...And then what?
Carly: ...
Speed: ...
Carly: MAN you're hot.
Speed: *stares at Carly*
Carly: ...COME ON! DO SOMETHING!
Speed: We have a crime scene to get to.
Carly: Ah darn. And I thought for sure that would get SOMETHING out of you.
Speed: What, like my phone number?
Carly: Oh I already know your number. *winks*
Speed: Stop it.
Carly: At least I tried.
Speed: I am fine. You don't need to worry about me.
Carly: I'm not worried.
Speed: Then what was with the fake hitting on me?
Carly: That usually works.
Speed: Sorry.
Carly: *sigh* I'll drive.
Speed: Good.
TBC......................
carlz31
Coroner
Oh man, that Winston guy is a complete tool...I wanna kick him *makes kicking motion* and Logan is a piece of work...self defence...it seems like everyone in every TV show claims that..."Oh, he hit me with his pencil, I obviously had no choice but to shoot him"
Oooo, so whats this crime scene we're going to...If it's what I think it is then that would be very interesting *strokes chin* But of course, I could just be crazy and have no idea what I'm talking about...
please update soon
:lol: Ah, good ol' cliches...I have to admit, I do love the BBQ's...though we have one, but dad only uses it to make the ham at Christmas...but it's true, Aussies do love their barbeques...ah man, now I really want something barbequed.
Yes..."fake" *cough* *looks around nervously* No-one saw that...
Oooo, so whats this crime scene we're going to...If it's what I think it is then that would be very interesting *strokes chin* But of course, I could just be crazy and have no idea what I'm talking about...
Oh my gosh, Anni is HILARIOUS! AUSTRALIA MAKES PEOPLE CRAZY! IN YOUR FACE...OTHERR COUNTRIES!...of course, just by saying that, I may have just proved my own point
please update soon
:lol: I love Australians. You crazy, crazy Aussies.
Sit Back, Relax
Motel, Australia
Anni: Okay here's what we'll do. I'll duct tape the windows and doors, and Colton, here have a spatula. You can be the body guard.
Colton: ...How is a spatula going to stop a bunch of crazy aliens?
Anni: Think outside the box.
Colton: I think your brain lives outside the box.
Anni: My head isn't a box. It's a deformed circle.
Colton: Well that explains everything.
Missy: I think I see saucers.
JC: WHERE!
Missy: In the cupbaord.
JC: *frowns* Nice.
Missy: I thought we were looking for evidence of alien activity.
JC: Not in the cupboards.
Anni: That's EXACTLY where they like to hide and hold meetings!
Megan: They hold meetings in the cupboards?
Anni: Secret Alien intelligence meetings. They're listening to our every word. If we speak in backwards english, we should be okay.
Colton: What language do the aliens speak?
Anni: Frontward english.
Colton: ...Like what we're doing now.
Anni: OH LET'S SPEAK SPANISH! MUCHO!
JC: Can we not? English is hurting my head enough.
Anni: Okay here's what we'll do. Let's wrap each other in tin foil and swim around in the pool. That'll be sure to throw the aliens off course.
Missy: LET'S DO IT!
One hour later, swimming pool
Missy: *rubs eyes* Um Anni? My eyes hurt.
Anni: That's the tin foil against the sun. It's supposed to do that. You'll blind the aliens.
Missy: Will it blind me?
Anni: Maybe. Just don't look at yourself.
Missy: But I'm pretty.
Anni: IT'S THE ALIENS! *splashing water*
Missy: ...That's a crocodile.
Anni: CRICKEY! LOOK AT THE MOUTH ON 'ER!
Missy: ...
Anni: Too soon?
Missy: Too soon.
Anni: Aw I want to go hug the crocodile.
Missy: No! D-
Anni: *screams* IT'S TAIL WHACKED ME! *slaps croc on the head*
Missy: I don't think you want to do that.
Crocodile wakes up, chases Anni around the pool
Anni: *screaming*
Missy: *splashing water* You go girl!
Anni: NO! NO! EAT MISSY! SHE'S TENDERIZED BY THE TIN FOIL AND SHE'S BEEN MARINATING IN THE SUN!
Missy: *jumps out of pool* No way I'm goin' back in there. *runs away*
Anni: SAVE ME JESUS!
Horatio appears in the middle of the pool wearing a flotation device in the shape of a duck
Horatio: *looks down* ...How did I get here?
Anni: SAVE ME!
Horatio: From what?
Anni: The crocodile!
Horatio: I don't see one.
Anni: ...Where did it go?
Horatio: I thought I was in my room watching The Golden Girls. What am I suddenly doing out here?
Crocodile jumps out of the water, and makes a Free Willy dive over Anni. It crawls away
Anni: ...I think I've been wearing this tin foil too long.
TBC.................
Sit Back, Relax
Motel, Australia
Anni: Okay here's what we'll do. I'll duct tape the windows and doors, and Colton, here have a spatula. You can be the body guard.
Colton: ...How is a spatula going to stop a bunch of crazy aliens?
Anni: Think outside the box.
Colton: I think your brain lives outside the box.
Anni: My head isn't a box. It's a deformed circle.
Colton: Well that explains everything.
Missy: I think I see saucers.
JC: WHERE!
Missy: In the cupbaord.
JC: *frowns* Nice.
Missy: I thought we were looking for evidence of alien activity.
JC: Not in the cupboards.
Anni: That's EXACTLY where they like to hide and hold meetings!
Megan: They hold meetings in the cupboards?
Anni: Secret Alien intelligence meetings. They're listening to our every word. If we speak in backwards english, we should be okay.
Colton: What language do the aliens speak?
Anni: Frontward english.
Colton: ...Like what we're doing now.
Anni: OH LET'S SPEAK SPANISH! MUCHO!
JC: Can we not? English is hurting my head enough.
Anni: Okay here's what we'll do. Let's wrap each other in tin foil and swim around in the pool. That'll be sure to throw the aliens off course.
Missy: LET'S DO IT!
One hour later, swimming pool
Missy: *rubs eyes* Um Anni? My eyes hurt.
Anni: That's the tin foil against the sun. It's supposed to do that. You'll blind the aliens.
Missy: Will it blind me?
Anni: Maybe. Just don't look at yourself.
Missy: But I'm pretty.
Anni: IT'S THE ALIENS! *splashing water*
Missy: ...That's a crocodile.
Anni: CRICKEY! LOOK AT THE MOUTH ON 'ER!
Missy: ...
Anni: Too soon?
Missy: Too soon.
Anni: Aw I want to go hug the crocodile.
Missy: No! D-
Anni: *screams* IT'S TAIL WHACKED ME! *slaps croc on the head*
Missy: I don't think you want to do that.
Crocodile wakes up, chases Anni around the pool
Anni: *screaming*
Missy: *splashing water* You go girl!
Anni: NO! NO! EAT MISSY! SHE'S TENDERIZED BY THE TIN FOIL AND SHE'S BEEN MARINATING IN THE SUN!
Missy: *jumps out of pool* No way I'm goin' back in there. *runs away*
Anni: SAVE ME JESUS!
Horatio appears in the middle of the pool wearing a flotation device in the shape of a duck
Horatio: *looks down* ...How did I get here?
Anni: SAVE ME!
Horatio: From what?
Anni: The crocodile!
Horatio: I don't see one.
Anni: ...Where did it go?
Horatio: I thought I was in my room watching The Golden Girls. What am I suddenly doing out here?
Crocodile jumps out of the water, and makes a Free Willy dive over Anni. It crawls away
Anni: ...I think I've been wearing this tin foil too long.
TBC.................
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