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We need more then miracles
We need to answer
For the blood on our hands now
And save us from ourselves



[Tiny Tag of Horrors: Mark Hoffman. Warning Spoilers for SAW3D]
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There is a detective in the bar who is...not doing detective-type things. He is instead playing with a deck of cards yet no houses have been erected (yet).

No, instead he's moving with unnatural grace as he shuffles, deals, and slides out cards to an imaginary group of people.

Anyone fancy a game?

HAPPY HOUR

Sep. 16th, 2010 04:54 pm
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Hoffman's in a good mood (possibly because his writer's in a good mood) so tonight when he gets the notice from the bar he promptly goes upstairs and asks for an amusing Tie.

Bar, surprised, obviously is happy to oblidge. While it will never top the wide mouth bass (ah, there's an epic story, perhaps he'll tell it to you.) There is a cop with his sleeves rolled up wearing a very apropos tie wiping a glass. The specials board reads:

Tell me your favorite story and get your drink free.


As an afterthought he writes-

Non-fictional amusing tales and fictional stories from wherever you're from totally acceptable


"Come and get it." Mark calls, "I think I've got the hang of this..."

Hell, it's helping him work off this tab at the least.
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Mark is off today.

It's not like his bad period is affecting him (No, that ended on Monday. Angie was gone and he'd deal with it on his own terms and in his own time.) It's simply one of those gray days.

Except honestly it's not and the sun is shining and there's a cop who's firing a borrowed nine m at the firing range. It's a good range..

He just misses his gun.


[ooc: open til it scrolls.]

Happy Hour

Sep. 8th, 2010 05:33 pm
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Mark is...less upset and almost completely sober when he comes down into the bar for the evening, stopping short before sitting in a chair as a card automatically materializes. Picking it up, he stares at the bar, then stares blankly at the card. "You gotta be kiddin' me..."

Yet all the same he approaches the bar. Granted he approaches it with the caution of a man approaching a frightened tiger, but pretty soon he's standing behind the counter, blue shirt, sleeves rolled up, and a tie.

Glancing down at the card again, he looks up and grins before the Specials:

DRINK SPECIALS

Rocky Horror
Devil's Advocate
Beer: Your Choice


As an afterthought:

Military, Law Enforcement, firefighters, Students (Over Twenty One) Educators drinks 1/2 off with ID.

He settles in and waits...just slightly on edge.

OOM

Sep. 5th, 2010 08:09 pm
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the priests and the friars
approach me in dread
because I still love you
my love and you're dead




[tag of healing: Mark Hoffman]
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Mark Hoffman has a hilariously awesome action film. While it may bear a resemblence to a certain Film Metal Man is about Tamara Shark and Shark Industries and boy howdy doesn't Roberta Delgado look great in tight metal working gear? With a POLAR BEAR NO LESS?

Plus. She's really funny. LIKE REALLY.

He'll be over here quietly laughing.
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Mark has not slept well.

Part of that is growing paranoia, part of that is the ninety-percent positive feeling that he's being ridiculous, which makes him feel worse. It does not help that in an effort to cheer him up, bar has given him a Book.

Thought you'd like some comfort reading.

Which would be fine. Completely and utterly fine. If it hadn't been his sister's complete and utter favorite.

One cop, staring moodily at the bar, hand gripping the children's book in front of him like a lifeline.

He could use a hug.

Tiny Piggy Tag: Mark Hoffman

OOM

Aug. 23rd, 2010 09:19 pm
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[The American Psychiatric Institute defines Stockholm Syndrome "refers to a group of psychological symptoms that occur in some persons in a captive or hostage situation."]


TinyTag of Crazy: Mark Hoffman.
aaaaaaaagh_sky: (sniper)
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Ellen hasn't bothered the Milliways doctors with the laser burn on her cheek. She's treated enough of her own injuries, and enough general burn injuries, to know how this one is going; it's not worth their time or the extra resources. It's still bandaged, yes, but it's a very light bandage at this point, and the angry red skin coming in underneath the peeling'll probably be allowed exposure to air soon.

She has, however, been checking a few other things in the meantime. One of them is her skill with weapons other than her plasma rifle and laser pistols. Not that the energy weapons aren't useful and not that she hasn't stored up plenty of ammo for both every time she's seen Harith or gone to Flak and Shrapnel's, but it's never a good idea to get so comfortable with one gun that you get out of practice with the others. (Regardless of what Reverend Avellone back in Vault 101 might think.) Today is shotgun day. Bar was kind enough to sell her a trap and a bunch of singles, so she's gone out in the general direction of the range this morning.

We apologize in advance if the noise catches anyone by surprise. It's a drum-fed combat shotgun kept working for a post-nuclear world, and it's not really designed for quiet or discretion, even at the practice range.

[tinytag: Mark Hoffman]
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Mark's room upstairs is nicely furnished-like something out of one of the better hotels-a best western in a bar at the end of the universe. It's a hell of alot nicer because he's not sharing it with anyone, and while there's no cable there's a sizable stack of DVDs and Blu-Rays.

However, as much as he'd enjoy watching movies (Never mind that they seemed to consist of cheesy horror films. Repo? What the hell was Repo?) tonight felt like a night for exploring.

In bar proper however, as far as dinner goes, Mark gets with his dinner. One of the first things that John Kramer did (apart from, you know, being a murdering psychopath) was actually teach the people he'd "chosen" to carry on his work how to build things.

Mark had already had some experience, but the advanced engineering helped. So pretty soon, he's finishing up his garlic fries before starting on the burger with This situated next to his meal.

Occasionally, he gives it a spin.

[ooc: tiny building tag: Mark Hoffman]
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OOM: the only thing you can do when you're in a terrible situation is close your eyes and get on with it.

The man in the doorway drops his cell phone.

It snaps, breaking badly, before he stares blankly. Two minutes ago this ways most definately not a fucking bar..

Mark is suddenly very aware of just how shitty he looks-sweat stained shirt, burns on his wrists, sweat, dirt, blood-the things he'd grown used to. To suddenly have this..

"What the fuck.."

He takes another step forward as the door vanishes behind him.

"hello?" he pauses, "Hello?"

He looks right, then left, "Where's the.." he rubs his head, "What the hell?"

[Tiny Tag of Horror: Mark Hoffman]