> CommID:Lijah "Fething" Cuu > Location:New York System... Somewhere therein > Encryption:High > Subject:Slap Happy the Drunken Junker
***Initiating Video Feed***
As the stream come up, all that can be seen is the image of vid-screen playing some cartoons. The super popular show, "Slap Happy the Drunken Junker", can be seen. As the bumbling fool dances across the screen, various subliminal messages regarding Interspace products are very obvious. Product placement is everywhere, but that is common knowledge to anyone who enjoys such childish pleasures. An almost inaudible sound can be heard that doesn't seem to fit with the show being played. Oddly enough, it sounds almost like a whimper...
Off screen a voice is heard, definitely recognizable. Low, scratchy, and oddly blood curdling, it begins to utter somthing...
"Well, it's not too often one can enjoy Saturday morning cartoons. I have honestly missed this pleasure in a long time. It definitely does bring back some very fond memories. It's interesting to think how Naive I was to the fething corporate crap that emanated from these simple pleasures. Oh well..."
Suddenly, the fanfare for a newscast begins to play as the image on the vid-screen swithced.
"Oh, what have we here? The news interrupting my morning... I do not care for that at-fething-all!"
The whimpers get louder, but are soon drowned out by the news anchor coming on.
"We are interrupting your normal broadcasting to bring you this breaking news. A top Interspace Commerce official is reported missing today, after being absent for almost 3 days. Deputy Chief Financial Officer Thomas Baker has not reported to work over the past 3 days and his current whereabouts are unknown. Authorities say that the disappearance of Mr. Baker is closely related to the car bombing of an Interspace Commerce convoy earlier this week. They are trying to put all the pieces together, but according to a leading official, "Many of the pieces are just not here. Whoever it is, is good." One lucky break is that security video footage managed to capture a picture of the last known person with Mr. Baker."
"This man, named Lijah Cuu, is the last known person to have contact with Mr. Baker. The Authorities are not calling Cuu and suspect, but a person of interest at the moment. They are calling upon the public assistance in finding Baker and Cuu. According to our data analysts, Cuu seems to be in his mid 40's, standing at about 5'10". Background reports have brought up little about him, aside that he is a native of Manhattan. Weighing in at an approximate 195 pounds, Cuu is expected to be armed, so we urge you all to proceed with caution."
"If you have any information regarding the whereabouts of either of these two individual persons, or information regarding the bombings earlier this week, please contact the Anti-Terrorist hotline. Thank you for listening and we will keep you updated at the top of the hour as this story continues to develop. Back to your normal programming"
The vid-screen switched back to that drunk making a fool of himself once again.
"Interesting,"says the voice once again. Then directed towards another end of the room, the voice shouts out,"Do I really look that fat?"The whimpering grows louder and it actually sound more like a muffled cry. The camera jiggles a bit as it is moved around and then auto-refocuses to see...
"Well, I await your response. I can contacted at this address. Right now though, me and Tom have some matters to discuss." Looking off screen," Hey Tom, you remember Mary right? You know that lady you fething Interspace pigs left to die, aka my wife? Well I'm here to return the favor."
Cuu walks off and the footsteps against the bulkhead grow softer, but the muffled cries grow louder and louder, until it turn into a scream that only gets as loud as the sock in a mouth would allow it...
***Video Feed Terminated***
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