-Incoming Transmission-
-Source N.Y.P.C.N.-
-Location Manhatten Bar & Grill-
..with an extremely slurred speech he begins...
Ye dis thing on.?. oh der it goez aight den... wher' doez i's begin..
NOW wouldya looka 'ere yous send'n outta call an ya gitafew folkz offer'n ta help. ..grabs a handful of peanuts from the bar tray.. Ya but you's also gotta crazed redneck tha' can't be up to no damn good. cracking open a few peanuts he begins to chew as he continues to talk with his mouth full.. *nomnomnom*
ANYWHO Sumhow I figur'd ya mite be's look'n fer yer manz.
FIRS!! I'ms wantin yo's ta kno' thad i didn 'ave nuttin ta do wif wha' happin'd to yers huzbend.
Ya see I wuz a Lolberty police detective. I wuz known as Lieutenandetective McDunnough.
IN FAK!! tell'n ya da truf he wuz purfectly aight win he board'd ma ship. I's spose to taek em ova ta tha corthose to stan trialz fer dat buncha crap wif da..speaks very slowly gov..ern..m..i..n..t BUTTA I'ma sad to sai we neva made it der. All I wuz tole tha' he need'n be takin ova to tha' courthose.
We board'd ma ship an start'd headn thataway.. win dis buncha roguez jump'd us!!
Dey bust'd us up bad.. real bad. I neva saw em comin. One min wer fly'n long da next.. BAM frukin destroyarz decloak and start puttin big hol's in ma ship.
I couldn' keep 'er togetha so to ma shame... i eject'd. Didn' kno' whatelse ta do... ya kno?..
he pauses a moment slams his hand down on the bar and in a raised voice says..
BARKEY GIMME ANOTHA!!
The bartender says..
No buddy you've had enough..
WHA!?! DA HELL YA SAY!!! GIMME'A'DRINK NOOOOW!!!!
Forget it pal your too drunk and I cannot serve you!
O'is tha so?! Welp den i'ma jus' 'ave to serve maself!!
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a glass flask filled with whiskey
Hey man you can't drink that in here.
Now.. tha's simply not truful.. SEE I SURE CANZ WHATCH!!!
The bartender clearly pissed off begins to yell out..
ALRIGHT BUDDY THATS IT!! YOU ARE OUT OF HERE!!! SECURITY GET RID OF THIS JACKHOLE NOW!!!
Downing the bottle of whiskey he tosses the bottle and braces himself against the bar.
Welp lookz likes ima bout outta time 'ere.. but before i go the name of tha' ship tha' shot us down was...
(:C)Washington.White..
It was one of doze colorfool roguez.. tha got em... I's jus sitt'n in ma escape pod I watch'd em suck up yer man an haul ass.
Think it wuz a setup cuz dey didn' even look fer me an I's a detective for da LPI at tha time.. eh.. well whateva..Tha's the last I seen of em!
SO if'n ya find em howz ya plan on pay'n me? Think ya could send thoze creds to me or woulda I 'ave to go pik em up?!
Two very large men walk up behind Harold and yank him off his bar stool both holding one hand and one leg.
He is seen being carried towards the front door using his head to open it before hes tossed into the street.