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The Combat Zone

No need to worry, it sounds like you had an amazing Christmas. I loved the AC series. Started with the second, then went to the third, and then the first. Haven't played much beyond that but I know what you mean about the game becoming addicting as I've spent many hours playing them. And with your background, there's no way you wouldn't enjoy the series.

Can't fault you for that. Pretty soon I hope to teach myself how to play the keyboard. I learned how to do so for a year in high school and didn't continue learning after graduating, which I regret now. Here's to an easy start!

California Love -- An L.A. 90's Crime RP

Damn, I had my story and everything I was going to have fun with.

Ah well, it was nice while it lasted.

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@Chasebloodcrest

Does the hair have to be naturally black?

Also, I just had my first (and hopefully only) root canal thanks to my wisdom tooth, but I was freaking out over nothing. The doctor was definitely a looker, so props to him for that distraction.

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I do get myself into these situations from time to time, so it's my own doing. But I do reap what I sow, so there's that.

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I seem to be good at getting myself out of unfavorable/awkward situations by coming up with the right words at the right time.

California Love -- An L.A. 90's Crime RP

March 19th, 1997

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♫ War, children, it's just a shot away
It's just a shot away
Rape, murder!
It's just a shot away
It's just a shot away ♫

"Gimme Shelter" was the song currently playing from the small radio behind her. The volume wasn't too loud, just loud enough to provide some form of distraction as Nicole dug her hand into Mr. Wilson's thoracic cavity. She was gloved up, wearing an isolation gown, and a face shield as well. Her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail to keep it from disturbing her while she did her job. With the lung in hand, she turned around and placed it on the tray, giving her back to Mr. Wilson's grotesquely displayed body. Nicole carefully inspected the organ, paying close attention to the bullet wound. From a simple, superficial check, Nicole noticed the wound to possibly conflict with the homicide report that had been filed. She would have to do further examination regarding the angle of entry, and she took off her gloves to make some notes for the file.

After taking some time to write down the information, she put on a fresh pair of gloves and directed her attention to the organ once more. She went through the typical procedure regarding entry and exit wounds, the same one she had routinely performed countless of times before.

"Hmm..."

The young medical examiner was right, the angle at the point of entry was inconsistent with the report. She'd come to the conclusion that the wound was angled in such a way that Mr. Wilson had been shot while lying in the prone position, not while him and the individual in question were struggling, as the report stated.

Nicole went back to the paperwork, removing her gloves once more in order to write down her findings. As she was writing, the phone in the corner of the room went off and she walked over to answer it.

"Davenport."

"Dr. Davenport, it's Ed. Chief Williams' secretary called advising he'd like to see you down in the station. She didn't give any details."

"Oh, uh let me just finish down here and I'll head that way soon. Thanks Ed.

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Down at the precinct, Nicole walked in through the front door, telling the individual behind the counter the reason for her visit. She was given a temporary badge and was told to wait for a bit. As she headed over the chair to take a seat, Nicole couldn't help but let her nerves get the better of her. She wondered whether she'd been called to the station because of something to do with Wilden; the two weren't exactly best friends, but it's not like she had threatened him.

Dressed in her green scrubs and white shoes, Nicole stood out like a sore thumb among a wave of uniformed individuals going about their day, but she simply sat there and waited.

California Love -- An L.A. 90's Crime RP

It's been a few days, I'll go ahead and post tomorrow.

The Combat Zone

Continuity errors sucks, been there done that. Maybe Jimmy had his niece or something in that class? You don't have to cut it out completely.

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The only time I ever had detention was because the whole class was punished. Something to do with gum, and no one came forward so the teacher gave the entire class detention. This was in middle school too.

Actually, nearly everytime I've been handed some sort of punishment, either at school or at work, has been because I was part of that group.

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I've seen it enough times to be immune. But somehow, roughly 2 years ago or so I realized that I'll cry very easily over little things. I guess it could be hormonal, who knows.