001 :: Veronica Mars :: [video]

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

So here's an interesting thing. I distinctly remember eating some stuff last night because I'm a growing girl and that's what growing girls do, and when I woke up this morning, it's back. Which means someone was in my place last night, and yes, my doors and windows were locked. Not because I don't trust any of you. But I definitely don't trust some of you. [She kids. Except not really.]

And whoever went into my bedroom last night, it makes me sad that you didn't leave a note. So how about you speak up and we get to know each other?

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[thezerothlaw]

[That's... alarming.]

... Are you unharmed? This intruder did nothing to you?

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm fine. Just so unbelievably pissed that the guy's going to wish he killed me while he had the chance.

[Or, Veronica, you could just say that on the open network while being spied on and cheerfully expect to die tonight. Gold star for the PI's daughter.]

[thezerothlaw]

Perhaps I can offer aid that will make violence unnecessary?

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[Veronica has no intention of leaving violence out of it, but she'll listen to others' ideas on the subject, if only to tailor her plan.]

Sure. What've you got in mind?

[thezerothlaw]

For one, I don't require sleep. Perhaps I can offer my aid as a guard?

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

... The guard thing is actually kind of creepier. But thanks?

What do you mean, you don't require sleep? Is it ecstasy?

[onteamdyson]

Please tell me you're talking about the cameras in your room and not missing underwear or something equally skeezy.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[Hello, girl who seems to be roughly Veronica's age. Are you a new playmate, or a new foe, or a square?]

Nothing seems to be missing. I just found some paint and painted over the camera last night, but this morning, it was good as gold.

I hate good as gold.

[onteamdyson]

And I hate unsmashed into a billion pieces with a hammer. Something must be done!

Sounds like we're not the only ones. Just when you think Creepsville, USA can't get any freakin' creepier. Hi, I'm Kenzi.

[For now? Looks like new playmate. And not the busty magazine kind.]

[thezerothlaw]

Ecstasy?

[He knows this word. Just... it doesn't make sense to him in this context.]

I'm a humaniform robot, miss.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

Paint, hammers. Are they impervious to all our evil ways?

I'm Veronica. Don't suppose you've found any leads? The ass-kicking is kind of overdue.

[Aww, and Veronica likes the busty kind. She especially likes crossing her arms over her chest when they're around and thinking that at least she can slide through narrow crevices.]

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?]

You're a what now?

[thezerothlaw]

I'm a humaniform robot. That is, I'm a robot designed to look as human as possible. As such, I don't require either sleep or nourishment.

[goodluckkobra]

They fixed the camera I broke, too. I'm kinda weirded out right now.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

Not even beer?

[And this? This is an entirely new concept to her. This is weirder than getting kidnapped.]

You're a robot, and you don't even drink beer?

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

Right? We're being watched over by perverts. This is, hands-down, the worst amusement park ever. I'll bet the mascots are second-hand and creepy, too.

[goodluckkobra]

Oh, are they perverts? Shit, I haven't been giving a very good show at all.

[He pulls his shirt over his head and settles back down with a grin.]

Much better.

[onteamdyson]

Oh, honey, I have tons more evil ways where that came from. They can't be impervious to all of it.

[She shakes her head slowly, pressing her lips together.] Nothing major yet. Keyword being yet. I'm workin' on that, though and I'm guessing you are, too. Your anti-trust, sarcasm, and ass-kicking attitude just screams 'on the case'!

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[Are her eyes wider? Um. No. Nope. Not anymore, at least. And look at this easy grin. Easy-going Veronica Mars, right here. Shirtless men? What shirtless men.]

Now, see, if you were a professional, you'd be doing a little dance, too. Possibly with a pole.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[Veronica holds a hand to her chest as if clutching her pearls.] Moi? Sarcastic? That word has never been associated with my person in all my years.

That aside, do any of those evil ways involve two people?

[onteamdyson]

If I wasn't completely immune due to overuse, that sarcasm right there would have horribly burned my face. Nice.

[Oh. Ohohoho. Kenzi grins darkly.] Quite a few of them, actually.

[goodluckkobra]

I don't have a pole, but I could do a dance if you really want me to. Kinda hard to see it with the camera on my wrist, though.

[He's pretty sure he lacks the upper body strength for pole-dancing... also the hotness, but he's never above looking dumb if it makes someone smile.]

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[Veronica grins, looking rather smug.]

Why put off until tomorrow what we can ruin today? Your place or mine?

If this is going to be dangerous enough for someone to try to stop us, I've got a place to myself. If this is going to be dangerous enough for us to need medical assistance, we should definitely choose a place with more people.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

Yeah, and I'm not sure I could stomach a dance that doesn't include a pole.

I'm just striking out all over the place.

So how'd you try to break your camera?

[onteamdyson]

Well there are about a billion people at my place so you can totes come over here if you want. It's the house closest to the lighthouse. We should practice the dangerous plans of evil here so Philliam can supply standard issue government bandaids if we mess up and then move to your house once we get the hang of this shiz.

Got any weapons?