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Erin Cobblepot
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Location: New Hampshire, usa
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| Posted on 10-11-2010 20:49 |
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Note:I have no idea why I wrote this but i have no use of my brain right now & my writing muse is BLEH at the moment. Er....yeah....I just needed to write something.
I made a fake Movie Trailer for this on Deviantart.com The link for it is here ---> http://penguinsgrl.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d2qi9d6
Cast:
Phillip Seymore Hoffman - James Thomson
Myself - Erin Knightly
Timothy Mably - Himself. Known as "TMM" for safety purposes.
This takes place in the fictional era of 2014 & of course is not really real whatsoever. It was created solely based on a conversation between myself & Timothy Mably.
I hope you enjoy!!
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SNEAK PEAK TEASER
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San Diego, Cal. 4:45 pm.
A young woman with red hair looked up from the news paper she wasn't really looking at with any distinct interest. She was sitting in the passenger seat of a parked Mazda V6. The driver was a man only a few years older than herself with dirty blond thinning hair. He put a hand to the telephone set he was wearing.
"Come on, it's been a half an hour", James Thomson said quietly and rather impatiently.
"Do you know how long it takes to decode and access the police's log book?" the voice of a teenage boy on the other line asked.
"Told you", the redhead replied, looking rather smug.
The chubby looking man in the front seat gave her a look, "Erin, that's not funny".
"Is she making the smug look, again?" the teen asked.
"Ohhhh yyeeahh", came the response from the driver's seat.
Erin Knightly threw down the newspaper in a rather indignant manner and leaned over so that she could talk into the ear piece.
"If I have to go in there and save you, AGAIN", she started to say.
"Your just upset because they were having a comic con down town and you got a VIP pass and you couldn't go because TMM decided to save the world because that's his job", James exclaimed.
Erin blushed furiously, "I bid on something".
James groaned, "Not another Penguin novelty-"
TMM however interrupted, "If you two are quite done, I found what we're looking for. The explosion that occurred in the parking garage two weeks ago, definitely a bomber known as Wild Fire, no other alias. You got that Erin?"
The red was typing furiously into her Black Berry, sending the information to her e-mail.
"Got it and sending it to my e-mail and ready for when we get back to the lab", Erin told him, "Now shut down and make sure you go unseen".
Not twenty minutes later, an ordinary teenager about 16 years old was climbing into the back of the car, a messenger bag on his shoulder. The car pulled out of it's parking spot and went around traffic.
"What did James tell your teachers this time?" Erin asked.
"You knew I wasn't in school?" TMM asked.
Erin was glaring at James.
"Oh, now if I was Oswald Cobblepot, she wouldn't be glaring at me, thanks!" James remarked.
Erin smacked his arm and James nearly missed going through a red light because of this.
"I told them he was at a funeral in Nevada because his aunt had died from food poisoning", James added quickly, "Please don't abuse the driver".
Erin threw him a scathing look and turned around in her seat.
"No worries. Homework can wait", she decided, "Besides, we think it was a good idea for you not to go to school. I don't like the looks of your new math teacher".
"He does give off that Lex Luthor vibe don't he?" James asked, trying to get back into the redhead's good graces.
Erin just seemed to meet his eyes and nodded sufficiently.
TMM nodded, "Mr. Okland seemed to go out of his way to not call on me when I raised my hand and he told me to retake a test I already got a good grade on".
As he spoke, the teen handed his secretary a small black leather case and after a few minutes, Erin plugged a black square information reader into her Blackberry, downloading the information. When they reached the underground garage, the redhead was the first to exit the car and headed straight to elevator and to the floor above, which was the computer/data tech-room. TMM and James exited the car and followed.
"What are your thoughts on this?" James asked.
"Well, I have a theory and once Erin downloads all the info, I think I can start putting the information together", TMM stated, gesturing with his hands.
"We can talk more about that later but I was referring to um...just wanted your input on...you know..", James started to say.
"OH", TMM realized, "Oh. That".
"What do you think?" James asked him, stopping and turning to him, looking lost.
TMM sighed and patted his friend and lab tech on the shoulder, "Sorry man", he wrinkled his nose in a honest way, "Never gonna happen".
He patted him on the shoulder two more times before stepping away at once and heading towards the elevator. James's mouth just hung open and he followed the teen almost at once.
"What if I get her flowers?"
"Never gonna happen?"
"What if I--?"
"Nope".
"Well--"...
"Notta. Nope. Never. Going. To. Happen", TMM said, waving his fingers to get the point across.
When they got off the elevator, James and TMM were still discussing the conversation and TMM just looked at the lab tech as he asked another question.
"Dude, your obsessed", TMM told him bluntly.
That was the end of the conversation because they were nearing Erin's work station where a whole slew of computers and monitors were set up. Each with the Nano-Tech Company Logo on the computer's mouse or the monitor's screen. The entire room was full of tables, chairs, stacks of news papers, a wall covered in Police Wanted Posters, printers, scanners and other rather expensive equipment.
"Anything?" TMM asked, walking around the table and standing behind the redhead's chair.
"Looks like we're going to that comic con after all. There's a police warrant for this guy cause he's an arsonist. He likes to light big places on fire", Erin explained.
"Anything I should know about this one?" TMM inquired as she pulled up two pictures and zoomed in on them.
"Look familiar?" Erin asked.
TMM leaned over and looked at the computer screen over his glasses.
"That's Mr. Oakland. He's Wild Fire?" TMM remarked.
"Your kidding", James exclaimed going over and looking as well.
"They've been after this guy for months. Nobody can get their hands on this guy", Erin said.
"Well, we're about to", TMM replied, folding his arms.
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End Sneak Peak
Hello Gotham. I'm Erin. Ozzy Cobblepot's Biggest Fan. Love you Pengy!
Betcha never, betcha never, betcha never thought we'd get this far.
Betcha never, never ever, betcha never thought you'd touch my heart.
Betcha never, betcha never, betcha never thought I'd surrender.
Betcha never thought you'd ever get with me.
I betcha never thought of that.
Edited by Erin Cobblepot on 10-11-2010 20:55 |
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