Charles Boyle (
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maskormenace2018-04-08 09:34 pm
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Entry tags:
- andy | n/a,
- padmé amidala | senator,
- † barry allen | the flash,
- † bela talbot | n/a,
- † charles boyle | the deuce,
- † elektra natchios | the black sky,
- † gina linetti | re;gina,
- † hera syndulla | spectre-2,
- † jake peralta | deathwick,
- † jessica jones | n/a,
- † mitchell hundred | the great machine,
- † raven reyes | n/a,
- † rosa diaz | espada de muerte,
- † ted kord | blue beetle ii
video; three human disasters walk into an office
[ Some may be familiar with the tuneful "Da na na na na na~" being sung as the feed pans across a sparse looking office. Presumably it's an office anyway, judging by the mahogany desk and two whole chairs within it. Jake Peralta is at said desk pretending to be on the phone and looking super busy, managing a dopey grin and finger guns as the camera passes him despite all this clearly hard work he's doing. There's even a brief shot of Jessica Jones in the corner, drink in hand, scowling heavily into it, but then the camera is swinging round to a close up of Boyle's face as he starts up with a beautiful rendition of the Ghostbusters theme: ]
If there's something bad in your neighborhood
Who you gonna call?!
P, B and J!
If there's someone weird
And they don't look good...
[ Leaning in to put his face next to Jake's, almost cheek to cheek; ]
Who you gonna call?!
[ Jake only manages the briefest of protests before giving in. ]
No, Boyle, I will not si-- P, B and J!
[ Jake gives his line an extra boost of feeling before he transitions into something of a more official announcer's voice. He's got some important things to say and this requires his utmost focus.
They're running a business here.
Which means Jake's waving at the little video screen and grinning like a loon. ] Okay, so we're P - [ Jake gestures to himself. ] - B - [ The video screen swings around to show Boyle who, catching on to the gimmick, points to himself ] - and J - [ And now the camera blurs for a sec in rapid transition to show a very unimpressed Jessica Jones somewhere in the back, feet up on the table. The lens stays on her for long enough that her only reaction is to flip the bird before Jake turns the camera back around on him.
He smiles. ] She loves it.
Aaaaanyway, we're an Investigations service. You got a case you can't solve? A bad guy to put away? Someone - or someones - to save? Cat in a tree? Mmmaybe just leave that to Superman. But the rest of it, the gritty, grimy, bloody stuff - just give us a call and we're on it. With style. Check out this cool leather jacket, I got it just for the gig.
[ It's probably time for Boyle to step in and tell them the important stuff. Like contact information. But not before he fully endorses his buddies' fashion sense. ]
Amazing jacket, by the way, Jakey! Really gives you the super fly P.I. feel. Love it. You know I--
-- Boyle...
RIGHT! Oh! We're in need of some help around the office, y'know, receptioning and that kind of thing, part time or full. Apply within. The rest of you: come find us at Maurtia Falls, [ Insert address and contacts here. ] to see Jakes' jacket in person, and get your problems solved by this fine threesome of--
[ Boyle's cut off by an agitated sounding, ] Jesus! [ from Jess, and with an accompanied sigh of annoyance and a jostle of the camera, the feed cuts off. ]
If there's something bad in your neighborhood
Who you gonna call?!
P, B and J!
If there's someone weird
And they don't look good...
[ Leaning in to put his face next to Jake's, almost cheek to cheek; ]
Who you gonna call?!
[ Jake only manages the briefest of protests before giving in. ]
No, Boyle, I will not si-- P, B and J!
[ Jake gives his line an extra boost of feeling before he transitions into something of a more official announcer's voice. He's got some important things to say and this requires his utmost focus.
They're running a business here.
Which means Jake's waving at the little video screen and grinning like a loon. ] Okay, so we're P - [ Jake gestures to himself. ] - B - [ The video screen swings around to show Boyle who, catching on to the gimmick, points to himself ] - and J - [ And now the camera blurs for a sec in rapid transition to show a very unimpressed Jessica Jones somewhere in the back, feet up on the table. The lens stays on her for long enough that her only reaction is to flip the bird before Jake turns the camera back around on him.
He smiles. ] She loves it.
Aaaaanyway, we're an Investigations service. You got a case you can't solve? A bad guy to put away? Someone - or someones - to save? Cat in a tree? Mmmaybe just leave that to Superman. But the rest of it, the gritty, grimy, bloody stuff - just give us a call and we're on it. With style. Check out this cool leather jacket, I got it just for the gig.
[ It's probably time for Boyle to step in and tell them the important stuff. Like contact information. But not before he fully endorses his buddies' fashion sense. ]
Amazing jacket, by the way, Jakey! Really gives you the super fly P.I. feel. Love it. You know I--
-- Boyle...
RIGHT! Oh! We're in need of some help around the office, y'know, receptioning and that kind of thing, part time or full. Apply within. The rest of you: come find us at Maurtia Falls, [ Insert address and contacts here. ] to see Jakes' jacket in person, and get your problems solved by this fine threesome of--
[ Boyle's cut off by an agitated sounding, ] Jesus! [ from Jess, and with an accompanied sigh of annoyance and a jostle of the camera, the feed cuts off. ]
it's true, i did 💖
Neither. They're morons.
[ helpful answer, jones. ]
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[ raven arches her brow. ]
And you’re doing this with them.
[ it’s not a question. can you hear the judgement in her tone? if you hang with alleged morons ... ]
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[ aka — they teamed up once, and now she's regretting it forever. ]
Sound familiar, Reyes?
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So, does P, B, and J stand for your names?
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[ she's only mean to hide her true feelings. ]
Never heard of it before?
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It's a crapass sandwich. You're not missing much.
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If it’s so crapass, why are you naming your threesome after it?
[ she may be using one specific word on purpose. she got u there, jj. ]
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[ use that word, god. her expression twists into an irritated grimace. ]
Wasn't my idea.
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Why’d you go along with it? You don’t seem like you even like P and B.
[ it’s not accusatory, simply stated, welcome to being corrected. ]
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I'm not going along with shit. I'm here for my money, and then I'm out.
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So instead of starting your own P, B, and J with just the J, you’re partnering up with two morons for business. [ this is like a puzzle, and raven wishes to unravel it. ] They don’t seem very efficient in what they’re proposing to do.
[ no offense jake and boyle!!! ]
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For the last goddamn time— [ pulling a business card from her pocket, she holds it up to the camera, then exhales gruffly. the name, "alias investigations," is printed on there. ] Not part of whatever the hell this is.
[ she's already set up her own shop, months ago. ]
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[ why are you letting them smear your good name then, jessica? how do you get money from not advertising your own business? so many questions run through raven’s mind and the only one that seems important is to inquire about what sandwich p, b, and j make. ]
Doesn’t that mean that’s half the sandwich?
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It means they're dumb pricks for using a sandwich pun in the first place.
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[ please just admit you're the jelly in this sandwich, explain what pb&j is, and run off into the sunset with her. ]
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Jesus.
[ pressing her lips together, she huffs out an annoyed breath. she's already sick and tired of this conversation. ]