| Thirteen ✖ |
[Apr. 12th, 2011|05:04 pm] |
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| Twelve ✖ |
[Apr. 2nd, 2011|04:21 pm] |
[Brad]
(ooc: Her attempt to make a filter failed horribly.)
Don't feel so hot. I think it's that fucking poison. Faulty masks. We need to find a cu
(ooc: The rest is cut off as she passed out at her desk.) |
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| Eleven ✖ |
[Mar. 6th, 2011|02:20 pm] |
You know it's a slow day when you start comparing the coffee at GCPD to the crap for shit sludge they keep trying to pass off at the NYPD. Who knew fictional people could make better joe?
I'm bored. Someone break the law so I can arrest you. ... Probably shouldn't say that, that's just asking for trouble. Fuck. |
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| Ten ✖ |
[Feb. 13th, 2011|02:51 am] |
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( Terry ) |
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| Eight ✖ |
[Nov. 11th, 2010|08:52 am] |
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I'm sick to fucking death of New York scum. Hey! Criminals! Could you all just do me a fucking favor and either stop committing crimes or don't make it harder then it has to be when we inevitably catch you? 'You have the right to remain silent' does not fucking translate to 'you have the right to make a run for it and then try to hijack us in an alley with only one escape route'. Idiot. If you're gonna get rough with me, I'm gonna get rough with you, fair warning. And I'll let you in on a little secret, those handcuffs? Could always be tighter. Jack ass. We really don't get paid enough for this shit. |
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| Seven ✖ |
[Oct. 15th, 2010|09:11 am] |
( Brad )
( Fox ) |
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| Six ✖ |
[Oct. 4th, 2010|01:14 pm] |
( JL 2.0 ) |
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| Four ✖ |
[Aug. 31st, 2010|11:01 am] |
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| Three ✖ |
[Aug. 16th, 2010|11:39 am] |
Wellll you spend more then a few years as a cop in New York City and you think you've seen everything. Apparently not. Nudist armed robbery? Excuse me while I go tear my eyeballs out of their sockets.
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| Two ✖ |
[Jul. 28th, 2010|09:14 am] |
We take a brief break from the sheer what the fucker-y of all this drugs in the water shit to bring you this breaking news of even more what the fucker-y?
Lady Gaga kidnaps Commissioner Gordon
Seriously, my life is so weird. |
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| One ✖ |
[Jul. 24th, 2010|11:34 pm] |
Well I've been putting this off all day and it's probably about time I made a formal introduction. Shit, I'm no good at these things. The spotlight fucking sucks, so I'm only doing this once, you hear me? I'm looking at you, Fox.
Anyway, the name's Barbara Walker, I'm a detective in the NYPD and I've got Commissioner Jim Gordon for a brain. It's pretty fucking sweet, I've got jurisdiction all the way to New Jersey now and two guns. Two guns. Fuck me, I love my life.
Oh and I had a threesome in college. ... Wait, what the fuck? |
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