Seeking that emerald green release from reality... [Open?]

[boo_blimp_babe]

Who: Charlise/Kitty and... Everyone? 
What: Someone seems to have finally found even more adverse effects to certain sweets... whoops.
Where:  Campus and FDC
When:  Sometime between Monday and Tuesday around midnight.
Warnings: Drugs and mature themes.

The cravings hadn't stopped and the more Charlise tried to push away at them the more they pulled her in. She hadn't had a night's rest in weeks now and she could feel herself losing it more and more each day. It felt as if the walls were closing in on her if she didn't have one of those sweet green lollies that reminded her of precious emeralds...

And precious they were, the usually bratty punk went to great lengths to get her hands on more whenever she could. In fact, she had resorted to stealing cash however she could to be able to get more of those precious treasures she had grown so fond of. Granted she had always had a thing for stealing things that didn't belong to her, but she had never touched money before.

However, after an anonymous tip, it seemed that her luck had finally turned for the better! A dealer, one which had tons of the green ones and in fact, was selling them in bulk because they wanted to get rid of them was now hanging out in Final Destination City and looking for buyers.

Kitty wasn't about to miss out on this chance to get her cravings under control and set off to get as many as she could. She left in the middle of the night in her usual get up, always looking over her shoulder as per the paranoia she kept feeling as of late, and made her way to the City. She hasn't been seen since then, which some would say isn't cause for worry, after all the girl skips and ditches more classes than one could count but at least it does seem more peaceful in Smash Academy.

[[OOC: Kitty has gone and gotten herself in a bind, more specifically, she has taken way too many green lollies and has fallen into an indefinite sleep. Her current location is amongst filth and trash behind one of the darker alleys in FDC and she could be found with what was left of her green lollipop stash and nothing else. The post is meant as a plot point of sorts? More for people to wonder more about the drugs or investigate than rather interacting with her cause, uh, she's not answering at the moment! So it's more for others to interact with each other or find her or anything in between!]]

 

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[monotreme_101]

"....the hell?"

Knuckles had been away for a few weeks on a treasure hunt. It had been nice of his boss to let him take the extra time, but he'd had to go back to work at some point. He was on his way home from a night keeping the poeace at the bar when he spotted something purple and volumnous inamongst the general clutter of the alleyway below.

He dropped from the rooftop to the ground and shook his head.

"Hey! Kitty - thought ghosts were night owls. Don't tell me you can't get even that much right!"

Haha.. ha... ha? Geeze. Sher was out like a light. And why was there cany in her pockets and on the ground?

"Hey. C'mon." he said, poking her leg with a foot. "Wakey wakey, sunshine."

Nope. No response.

"...oh. Oh shit."

He pulled his cellphone out of his pocket and went to dial an ambulance. But, of course, whenever you need it, your battery dies, right?

"HHHHHEEEEEEY!" he yelled, sprinting to the end of the alley, looking up and down the street. "HEY! SOMEONE! I GOT A PROBLEM OVER HERE!"

[afrotaur]

Of course whenever you just want some peace and quiet on a nightly walk, there was always some wack-ass turkey just acting a fool in public. Yeah, he had a problem alright. The same as most of the people out at night--no damn sense.

Clover scoffed in distaste and threw a dismissive look towards the direction of the screaming. She hadn't recognized the voice it belonged to, not until she saw the person it belonged to.

Well, it was a good thing she hadn't yelled anything back this time; she would've been the one who looked a fool.

"Yo! What's the deal?" she called, jogging over.

[monotreme_101]

"Oh geeze - thank god it's you. Hey, listen, Kitty is in this alley and she's not moving. I got no idea how to check for vitals on her because.. well... she's already technically dead."

And he couldn't exactly pick her up and carry her to a hospital because he wasn't sure if she was injured or what. He didn't want to make things worse if she had a back injury or something.

"This way."

He sprinted back down the alley to where the Drffblim lay inamongst bags of junk and scattered green candies.

[afrotaur]

"Say what? Aw damn," the woman exclaimed, throwing a hand up in exasperation. "What's that airhead gone and gotten herself into while my back was turned?"

She took a moment to look down the long, shadowed alley he'd run into, then jogged behind him. When they arrived, Clover stared down at Kitty's motionless body with an expression somewhere between concern and annoyance.

"You didn't see a fool with a deathwish run off from here when you found this chick?" she questioned, kneeling down to hover a hand over Kitty's mouth.

[monotreme_101]

"No, because if I did, we'd have TWO prone bodies to look after." Knuckles huffed, cracking his fists together. "A problem like THAT I can handle easy. A problem like this...?" He gestured to Kitty's abstractly placed, catatonic state "...I have my limitations. Basic field dressings, stitches and splints for busted limbs? Sure. Comatose in an alley....?"

Different story.

[afrotaur]

As usual, she dug his problem-solving skills. That would be the best way to deal with any pig-nosed punk creeping around the alleyways.

"On the real, slick; I didn't even know miss Kitty here could get to this state. If memory serves me, and it most certainly does, not much is known about Ghost pokemon in general. It's one of those fantastical mysteries of history."

Clover began riffling through the girl's hoodie and jean pockets for any clues to her current state. "This is some bogue mess," she mumbled.

[thewunderkind]

It took a small while longer for Lash to show up, and she looked unusually tired, considering what was happening with her body. Stupid body. They probably heard the sound of a Neotank parking nearby as she woobled closer, crossing her arms when she saw the scene before her.

"...what happened?!"

WHO MUST SHE KILL.

[monotreme_101]

"Hey, Lash - How'd you know....? Nevermind. I found her this way on my way home from work."

Knuckles turned to see all the stuff Clover was pulling from Kitty's hoodie.

"Damn. So many candies... did someone mug her for her candy or something? What the hell kind of world is this?"

When young people couldn't stroll around in back alleys with pockets full of candy? You know there's a problem.

[afrotaur]

Clover glanced over her shoulder and looked fairly pleased to see Lash there, before turning back to the scene.

"No idea, boss. I just happened by this m'self when I heard slick, here tossing a peep for help." She tosses the candy in a pile on the ground.

"Only thing we found was chick, here, toting an early Halloween stash."

[thewunderkind]

"...that is a lot of candy, even for her." She began to kneel down, alebit rather painfully due to her stomach getting a bit more in the way by now...and pinch the nerves near the neck to read her pulse.

"Well she's still breathing..." she took one of the lolipops and looked at it curiously, twirling it around. "Maybe I should analyze these first..."

[monotreme_101]

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea." Knuckles said, giving one a sniff and turning it around in his hands. They looked pretty normal and he couldn't really figure out anything bad by their smell - his nose was sensitive, but not that sensitive that he could pick out the scent as being wrong.

He started gathering them up, before Lash had to do it. It didn't look comfortable moving around like that.

"What should we do about getting her some help? I was gonna call an ambulance but my phone is dead."

[afrotaur]

"No worries, slick. I can always check the main street for a payphone," she said, pointing a thumb over her shoulder. "Or until I eventually run into the fuzz." Which would only be a matter of time, she could assume.

"Whatever we do, I'm thinkin' we shouldn't leave chicky here laying in a pile of filth for too long."