arx's trash tbh
Sept 18, 2022 17:27:51 GMT -5
Post by arx!! on Sept 18, 2022 17:27:51 GMT -5
noel whitaker.
Suspect: Aiden Love, #117-72-0, District 9
Suspect: Kyland Ferdinand, #115-99-9, District 10
Interrogator: Ravenna Roth, PK04R6, Special Ops, Project Titan
Interrogator: Noel Whittaker, PK09N4, Ace Operatives, Project Atlas
Date: July 23, PRE89
Location: Interrogation Room 2, District 9 Station
Participants: RR = Ravenna Roth (interrogator), NW = Noel Whittaker (interrogator), AL = Aiden Love (suspect), KF = Kyland Ferdinand (suspect)
RR: Whitaker, relax.
NW: To suggest you have no involvement at this point is quite foolish.
AL: Can I get some water?
NW: No.
AL: Alright, fine.
RR: You can't smoke in here.
NW: These charges are quite serious, Miss Love.
AL: Yeah, hence-
RR: Give me that.
NW: Immediately.
AL: Sorry, officers.
NW: Just-
AL: Shouldn't I have been checked already-
RR: -answer our questions.
AL: Ask me some then.
RR: Specify for us when the last time you killed someone was. Very important.
AL: For who?
RR: Not you, obviously.
NW: This is a waste of time. She's a waste of time.
AL: Not of mine.
NW: Insolent pest.
AL: Call him an animal.
NW: What?
AL: Call. Him. An. Animal.
KF: Shut the fuck up.
RR: Whitaker.
NW: You little shits and the disrespect you have for authority is-
RR: Whitaker.
AL: Take my tongue then.
NW: -has no practicality and is fucking atrociously-
RR: WHITAKER!
AL: Carve it out, if you're worth it.
NW: -unsafe. Do you have any idea the damage-
KF: That you created.
AL: Yeah, Whitaker.
NW: Shut it, whelp.
AL: Whelp? Wonder where a kid from District 7 learned a word so sophisticated.
RR: You're all ridiculous.
NW: Shut it, you sad excuse for a human.
AL: Can't.
KF: What, Whitaker? Not yet at your Whit's End?
AL: Yeah! See!?
RR: Shut. It. The all of you.
AL: No, enlighten us all, Bull Beyond Beast.
RR: Quiet.
AL: Gladly.
KF: Does it make you feel larger than life, making people squirm?
NW: You're pathetic. Admitting shit like that on camera.
KF: Admitting what? That you've lost your mind since your brother died?
AL: Oh, shit. Hey-
RR: OFF, NOW!
KF: Cowards like you are the reason he's dead.
RR: NOW!
NW: I hope what you think you love dies.
RR: WHITAKER, STOP!
AL: Great officering, officer.
RR: Shut up. Answer my questions. Or I have a not very fun way of making you.
That why we caught you chasing after your ex-boyfriend through territory you don't have proper permitting for, then?
"frozen in solitude, loneliness chills to the bone."