you have died of massive fail!

Who: res_show - Jimmy Sullivan, slithermyway - Gerard Way, stone_the_crow - Frank Iero, biteme - Mikey Way, in_flames - Bob Bryar, NPC Till Lindemann
Where: Lindemann Insurance
When: October 18, 2008

So the plan goes something like this: Jimmy meets up with Frank, Gerard and Bob at the diner around the corner from Lindemann Insurance. Hopefully Mikey will be there. That'd be boss. He's going to take them in, get them processed and then... let hell break loose. The good thing about this plan is, there are only six or seven people who actually work for Lindemann in the sense that Jimmy does, that Patton did. And between the five of them and their abilities, against five typicals and two atypicals, plus Mike who's still mostly insane in the brain (insane! got no brains!). He'll be no problem.

( Yeeeeeah, bitches! )

To: downey@downeyenterprises.com
From: sully.jim@gmail.com
Subject: Betcha didn't think I had your email, huh?

Hola, Señor Roberto!

In light of me being a total cockwad in your office the other day, I'm sending you a friendly email to let you know that Patton's associates have been disposed of. Did you see that fire the other day? Yeah, that was your girl America's boyfriend, Bob. He's pretty hot, and not in the sexy way, dig? Do you ever get those line quizzes from your friends? Do you even have friends? I heard that last year you went month for month with the Maxim cover models, how epic is that. Anyway, the quizzes, yeah. Those ones where people send you a bunch of questions to get to know you or whatever? Despite you being an asshole, I've gotta say I admire you. You're successful, you put Patton down like a rabid dog, you've got a hot feline broad and a hot Greek dude. Anyway, QUIZ. I forget where I'm going, sometimes. Since I've got all the info already, I'm just curious about how much you know.

Jessica Stam:

1. What's her middle name?
2. How old is she?
3. Is she right-handed or left?
4. What's her favourite food?
5. Favourite colour (Okay, I gotta admit, I don't know this one)?
6. How tall is she?
7. What's she allergic to?
8. What's her mother's name?


William Zane:

1. When did he start shaving that awesome head of his?
2. Where did he learn to cook?
3. How far can he project his ability (does it interfere with yours?)?
4. When did he open his first restaurant?
5. What's his favourite style of music?
6. When did his ability manifest itself?
7. Is there ANYONE smarter than him (if you say you're smarter than him, that's a disqualification!)?
8. What did he do before he was a chef?

If you get TEN of these sixteen right, I'll send you a fruit basket. Do you like prickly pears, being a prickly dude yourself? Maybe pineapple would be better... Have an awesome day!

Love,
Jimmy
xoxo

Who: young_methusale - Ryan Phillippe and res_show - Jimmy Sullivan
Where: Rosetta Corporation
When: October 6, 2008 - Visit #3 of the day

Jimmy sits in the park down the street from Downey Enterprises, having a cigarette and nursing a coffee, his iMac open on his lap. Maybe Phillippe is going to be less than a dick? He's pretty, there's no denying that, but being good looking doesn't exactly count for shit in the personality department. Look at Jimmy, for example! Not everyone can be like him, handsome as fuck with personality and humour to spare, right? Right? At least Downey (who's still the fucking man for takin' care of business, even if he's a total douchewad) hadn't sicked the dog-bees-things on him.

This time, he calls in advance. "Hi, I'd like to make an appointment with Ryan Phillippe, ( you sexy thing. )

Who: iknowthings - Robert Downey Jr, res_show - Jimmy Sullivan
Where: Downey Enterprises
When: October 6, shortly after this


( Shine on, you crazy diamonds! Thanks a mil! Let's do lunch! )

Who: slithermyway - Gerard Way, stone_the_crow - Frank Iero, res_show - Jimmy Sullivan
Where: Gerard's apartment, Downey Enterprises
When: Current, October 6, 2008

There's no answer when he knocks on Iero's door, his Eagle tucked into the back of his pants (lest he blow his balls off if it's tucked in the front), but as it turns out, Way's address is on the same floor, just down the hall. Sweet. Again, he raises his fist, again he knocks, tucking his file folder under his arm and putting on his best disarming smile. "How are you gentlemen! I'm Jimmy. Shh, I'm an assassin." Much like the shirt he's wearing, that says exactly the same, obnoxious yellow cotton with black print. Subtle.

( I'm supposed to whack you. And not in the fun, sexytimes kind of way. )

Late evening, September 30, 2008

( UGH and SPLOOSH and BRAINS. )