(OOC NOTE: Open to Sith Affiliated characters, Syndicate characters, or Indies that have a good reason to be here. Not looking for PvP, just interesting roleplay based around a crime scene.)
Yuri was studying the body of a victim to a simple homicide. It was a middle aged man, who's skin had been carved into with gruesomely spelled 'HA HA HAs' that would've sent chills up the Detective's spine if he hadn't seen this before. "So, Detective, what have you found?" Asked another officer who had been called to the scene before Yuri. "It's the same guy. Slit throat, creepy carvings, and..." Yuri gently turned the head into the light, revealing sloppy makeup that resembled that of a clown's. "Bingo. The Overkill strikes again." Yuri muttered. "You sure it's him? We've had copycats in the past..." Asked the officer.
Because I killed him, dipshit.
Yuri sighed and took out his datapad, opening up the file on the Overkill. There pictures of the victims, and their current victim looked like a match. "It's him alright." Yuri handed the officer the datapad. "Should...we tell the ISB? I think they have more resources than we do. They could-" Yuri glared up at the officer, his face scars could be perfectly seen in the light. "You really believe the Empire is going to care about a couple of connected murders of some random lowlifes that all wear the same makeup?" Yuri pointed out calmly. The officer gave a nod of his head in agreement. "Then...how are we going to catch this guy?" The officer handed Yuri back his datapad.
There were rumors of a vigilante- a caped crusader that rebelled against the Empire's tyranny on Taris. "The Mynock Man." Yuri teased, earning a chuckle from the other officer. "As if. I'm not sure I'd be comfortable working with a guy who dresses like a comic book character. He's just as much a clown as the Overkill." This was partially true. But, just maybe, Yuri could gain a bigger audience if the Mynock Man was willing to hunt down the dreaded Overkill. Maybe then, Yuri could climb up the food chain. For now, all the Detective could do was wait to find out.
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Yuri was studying the body of a victim to a simple homicide. It was a middle aged man, who's skin had been carved into with gruesomely spelled 'HA HA HAs' that would've sent chills up the Detective's spine if he hadn't seen this before. "So, Detective, what have you found?" Asked another officer who had been called to the scene before Yuri. "It's the same guy. Slit throat, creepy carvings, and..." Yuri gently turned the head into the light, revealing sloppy makeup that resembled that of a clown's. "Bingo. The Overkill strikes again." Yuri muttered. "You sure it's him? We've had copycats in the past..." Asked the officer.
Because I killed him, dipshit.
Yuri sighed and took out his datapad, opening up the file on the Overkill. There pictures of the victims, and their current victim looked like a match. "It's him alright." Yuri handed the officer the datapad. "Should...we tell the ISB? I think they have more resources than we do. They could-" Yuri glared up at the officer, his face scars could be perfectly seen in the light. "You really believe the Empire is going to care about a couple of connected murders of some random lowlifes that all wear the same makeup?" Yuri pointed out calmly. The officer gave a nod of his head in agreement. "Then...how are we going to catch this guy?" The officer handed Yuri back his datapad.
There were rumors of a vigilante- a caped crusader that rebelled against the Empire's tyranny on Taris. "The Mynock Man." Yuri teased, earning a chuckle from the other officer. "As if. I'm not sure I'd be comfortable working with a guy who dresses like a comic book character. He's just as much a clown as the Overkill." This was partially true. But, just maybe, Yuri could gain a bigger audience if the Mynock Man was willing to hunt down the dreaded Overkill. Maybe then, Yuri could climb up the food chain. For now, all the Detective could do was wait to find out.
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