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THEY ALL TALK.

INTERROGATION MEME

Either you need to know something or you do know something. Are you questioning a suspect? A spy? Your best friend? Are you tied to a chair by your captors? Sat in an interrogation room? Standing with your hand stuck in the cookie jar? Basically, this meme is to explore the idea of interrogation. Whether it's serious or not doesn't matter, here's your place to play it. Whether you're getting coordinates for an enemy base, cornering a criminal, or trying to figure out who stole your teddy bear, we're here for you! Try not to rough your quarry up too much, huh?

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[M/F for shipping, canon cast mates or not...go for it.]

[ Can be either. ]

[The one doing the interrogating. Warning for violence because mafia.]

[definitely not the one doing the interrogating]

[Let's be real: he's probably the one getting interrogated.]

[ooc: lemme know if this works for you <3]

[Will you look at that. He really IS the one getting interrogated. Maybe the reason he did so well with Hazel and Cha-cha was because he had been in this position before. It all had to deal with a bad drug deal, a bust, lost drugs, and Diego.]

[Of course it was about Diego.]

[He'd stumbled into a drug den and busted it, helping cops take it down a large deposit of drugs this group had been running. The same group of people that Klaus had managed to get a connection with for his own needs. Except some how it got back to these guys that Klaus was related. Bah-da-boom bah-da-bing, he was ganked off the street, a hood over his head and thrown into a van.]

[When he woke up, he had his head still covered, his hands tied to a chair, his ankles tied to the legs, and he was left to sit and chill alone. Or mostly alone.]

[Ben was there, half awake, feeling groggy because Klaus was out of it, but he was there, pacing around. How to get Klaus out of this.]

Come on, man. Wake up. [he could hear the kidnappers near by but not here at the moment.]

[ooc: It's perfect!]

[Well, it seemed that this curse just never went away, did it? This family haunted him like the ghosts he tried to forget, but things still kept happening, tangling and working together, coincidences that bordered on uncanny and cruel. He hadn't talked to Diego in months! Maybe even a year at this point, but his brother still managed to do a drug bust on Klaus' dealers. Of all of the ones he could have picked in this city, he wound up...here. Bearing the weight of a moral-ishy (it really was a gray area) brother.

So of course Klaus was kidnapped in retaliation. Reginald had taught them all how to deal with being kidnapped, but Klaus had both a) forgotten and b) been rendered unconscious. Perhaps it was best, because he was starting to head towards sobriety. It had been over twenty-four hours...

Which was probably why Ben was so loud. Jesus...

But when Klaus opened his eyes, it was just...dark. So dark. The kind of dark of locked mausoleums where people screamed. The kind that stifling and suffocating, the kind where every breath was dirt and decay and--

He could feel his heart speeding up, this time without a stimulant anywhere in his blood. Like cold water over him, he was awake, trying to stop himself from drowning in this feeling of being alone, being confined, being confused because where was he? How was he? What the fuck was he?!

Ben was talking to him, but he couldn't respond amid the hyperventilating. If he could just see...]

[In Diego's defense--actually. No. He had nothing. This was all because Diego had stepped into the wrong turf. These guys were going to take it out on poor Klaus. I mean sure, this is what you get for doing drugs and shit, but really? what a pain in the ass.]

[When the other started to stir, Ben moved, coming closer.] Hey. Hey. It's okay. Klaus. Klaus. [he said a bit louder, trying to get his attention. He was right beside him now, talking near where his ear should be.]

Listen to me. Hey. Try and focus on my voice. You're okay. Breathe. Breathe slowly. I know this is bad for you but you have to get yourself collected. Come on, hear me, okay? Breathe.

[Breathe. Breathe, which meant he was still alive. A familiar voice which meant he wasn't alone. Someone who knew.

Ben. It was Ben, which meant Klaus was more sober than he should be, way more than he wanted to. It wasn't enough to hear the others, though, at least not yet. And as he took a moment to calm down, he listened.

Nothing. Nothing, so he had at least something running through him that time hadn't completely worn away yet. Okay, okay...not as bad. Check one box for Shit That Could Be Worse.

But god, why was his heart so loud in his head?!]

What's going on? [The words were hissed, ground through his teeth as he tried to gather himself up to little avail. There was a stutter in them that reminded him of Diego, and that feeling was bitter.] An...Anyone with us?

[Breathe. Breathe. He wasn't alone. Ben wouldn't leave here here alone. There was so little he could do for him, but he could try to get him calm again. He could do his best to feel a little less lost in the dark.]

[Shit Could Be Worse indeed.]

[He tried again to try and pull the blind off, but his hand just went right through. It was god damn frustrating, that's what it was. He leaned in, whispering back to Klaus, even though no one could hear him.]

Okay, good. Good. You got this.

Kidnapping. Couple of thugs seem to be upset with you, or maybe with Diego. I haven't been able to get much out of them yet. There are two guys on the other side of the room. You're okay. Just breathe slowly.

[Interrogate him. Lies 100% guaranteed.]

[Most likely the one being interrogated.]

[OTA. Let me know if spoilers are to be avoided]

[Interrogate her. She may talk, but may not say what you want to hear…]

Edited 2019-03-12 14:18 (UTC)

[OTA]

[On the good guy side but I'd be willing to make him another traitor/a recent turncoat.]

[He could go either way but be warned if you're interrogating him he's not gonna talk easy.]

[Either interrogator or interrogated.]

[ooc: Interrogator. Is affiliated with a far-reaching organized crime syndicate. There will be blood and potential vore if you're okay with that. Be warned. 'w';;]

Edited 2019-03-12 18:41 (UTC)

( Spoilers are fine. )

[General info and preferences, and works on either side! On one hand, he's a serial killer with a penchant for creative torture involved in obfuscating a string of disappearances and who dabbles/swings in all kinds of shady enterprises; on the other hand, he's... well, see above - chances are he's on plenty of people's bad sides with a lot to answer for.]

[Interrogate him, if you can... ]

[ Make him relive his personal hell, why not. >.> Or on a lighter note, will totally question friends and squadmates, or be questioned, about assorted light-hearted things. ]

[The one doing the interrogating.]

[Bring it on, demon. But do you mind starting? And, alas, putting up with me being slow as usual?]

Crane liked getting to do this. Use the power that the demon of fear gifted him with. He wasn't born a mage, but one doesn't need to be a mage to let a spirit or demon into them, or does one need magic to have the powers of that demon.

He's in his full Scarecrow attire, with the demon providing a bit of glamour to make him extra scary looking.

The Scarecrow looks down at the woman sitting before him. "So, the famous Champion of Kirkwall. How are we feeling today?"

Hawke is tied to a chair. That was her first sign that things had gone badly, badly wrong, when she woke up tied to a chair, and not for kinky and consensual purposes either. This situation was anything but consensual. Couldn't be called kinky, either.

All the same her expression shows only mild amusement as she looks up. She's seen enough weird shit to always expect more weird shit, and sure enough, here it is. A demong, of course--surprise surprise, it's always another demon, though this one is damned good at the cold-waves-of eldrich-terror-down-your-spine thing. Even by demonic standards.

It's not real, Hawke reminds herself. It's outside herself, it's manipulation. "Bored, truthfully," she drawls, deliberately nonchalant, the sort of voice that woulg stretch out its legs and rest its hands on its head if it weren't tied up. "And I can't say much for your taste in furniture. You really need something in mahogany."

"So, you still have some willfulness in you. Good. That's going to make it all the more enjoyable as I pick your mind apart." A coward is easy to break, and while he enjoys fear in all its forms, the Scarecrow likes a challenge.

He slowly paces around the chair, keeping his eerie blue eyes on Hawke the entire time. They're inside a ruined old house that's been abandoned for years. It's the perfect atmosphere, without having to find an old cave or a spot in the Deep Roads free of darkspawn.

"Even the Champion of Kirkwall has something she fears." A wispy trail of green magic flows from his finger, threatening to probe into her mind. It's mainly for show.

[spoilers ok, let me know if otherwise. Ota]

[ The interrogator. ]

[Open to serious interrogations, playfuln ones, sexy ones, combinations of the above. He’ll be the on interrogated this time. ]

((What kind of military/war nonsense is he mixed up in THIS time? He's probably the interrogated, but if you'd like Captain GoodCop on your case, that can be arranged!))

[If she's interrogating you, I'm sorry. I hope you survive. If you're interrogating her... hopefully you have a contingency plan. Or are strong enough to keep her pinned down.]

((Could go either way. We've seen how he does interrogation~))

( it's probably about time he answer for some of the nonsense he gets up to. )

[The one doing the interrogation. This could get gory fast, he's from medieval times.]

[the one interrogating.]

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