New Ink Pitt--Bates and Screenface pt. 2 of 5: Screenfaces' Role*
Officer Bates and Screenface hung unconscious in their concrete prison. The sleeping gas
had kept them out for quite some time. That would change as Officer Bates slowly regained consciousness.
Bates shook his head in an attempt to cast off the wooziness he felt from the gas. He then looked over at Screenface, who was also waking up.
“So, what’s your part in all this?”
There was silence for a few moments as Screenface regained his senses. “Bates,” Screenface’s voice was raspy as he sleepily struggled to make sense of the question. “it is too early in the morning to be asking questions. Why don’t you just go back to sleep?”
“Don’t avoid the question!” Bates moved around a bit on the wall and became aware that even though he was awake, his bound wrists were not. He gritted his teeth at the tingly sensation in his hands after having his arms above his head for an undetermined amount of time.
Screenface slowly turned his veiled head towards Bates. “You want information? You were dead set that you’d found your man, and that man was me…SCREENFAAAACE!”
Bates listened closely. It seemed Screenface had an Italian accent. He tried to see who he was underneath the veil, but it was too translucent, and Bates’ trademark sunglasses didn’t help his vision.
“So you admit you have something to do with this?”
Screenface scoffed. “Officer Bates, I am a master criminal. This sloppy capture is NOT the work of Screenfaaaace! Rather, it is a bizarre yet blundering attempt at revenge by the Manly Man, who resents my elimination of him in the Whitespace.”
“If it’s so sloppy, Mr. Master Criminal, why are you chained to this wall with me?”
“Manly Man took me by surprise. He’s supposed to be dead after all! I came back here to my hideout, which you so eloquently found. I set that fire and then escaped through my trap door. When I got to the bottom, he whacked me over the head as he did you.”
Bates smiled. “So that explains this room with the shackles and the convenient vent for releasing sleeping gas! This place really is your secret hideout!”
“One of my secret hideouts, and one that has been compromised. I would destroy it if I could somehow contact my men, but this room prevents me from doing so. I designed it that way, so that no captives would escape Screenfaaace!”
Bates smirked. “Do you have to keep saying your name like that?”
“Like what?” Screenface appeared confused.
“Your name is Screenface, right?”
“Yes, Officer Bates you know my name!!”
“Screenface?”
“Screenfaaace!”
“Screenface, not Screenfaaace. What is with all the emphasis on the “a” in the “face?”
“Officer Bates, I fail to see the importance of you questioning the name of SCREENFAAACE!”
Bates sighed. Suddenly, a sound came from the metal door of the room. Whatever lock held it closed was being worked. The door opened to reveal the Manly Man! He walked in casually, taking no notice of them at first. He carried a folding chair that he set up right in front of the bound Bates and Screenface. He then sat down, with his head hanging a bit low.
“Hey guys, did you have a good rest? Sorry to disturb you, but I really need some advice!”
*This story takes place after Assassination Attempt pt. 12 and during the Dealing with the Dupes storyline
NEXT: ADVICE & ANSWERS
WEDNESDAY AUGUST 12, 2015
Officer Bates and Screenface hung unconscious in their concrete prison. The sleeping gas
had kept them out for quite some time. That would change as Officer Bates slowly regained consciousness.
Bates shook his head in an attempt to cast off the wooziness he felt from the gas. He then looked over at Screenface, who was also waking up.
“So, what’s your part in all this?”
There was silence for a few moments as Screenface regained his senses. “Bates,” Screenface’s voice was raspy as he sleepily struggled to make sense of the question. “it is too early in the morning to be asking questions. Why don’t you just go back to sleep?”
“Don’t avoid the question!” Bates moved around a bit on the wall and became aware that even though he was awake, his bound wrists were not. He gritted his teeth at the tingly sensation in his hands after having his arms above his head for an undetermined amount of time.
Screenface slowly turned his veiled head towards Bates. “You want information? You were dead set that you’d found your man, and that man was me…SCREENFAAAACE!”
Bates listened closely. It seemed Screenface had an Italian accent. He tried to see who he was underneath the veil, but it was too translucent, and Bates’ trademark sunglasses didn’t help his vision.
“So you admit you have something to do with this?”
Screenface scoffed. “Officer Bates, I am a master criminal. This sloppy capture is NOT the work of Screenfaaaace! Rather, it is a bizarre yet blundering attempt at revenge by the Manly Man, who resents my elimination of him in the Whitespace.”
“If it’s so sloppy, Mr. Master Criminal, why are you chained to this wall with me?”
“Manly Man took me by surprise. He’s supposed to be dead after all! I came back here to my hideout, which you so eloquently found. I set that fire and then escaped through my trap door. When I got to the bottom, he whacked me over the head as he did you.”
Bates smiled. “So that explains this room with the shackles and the convenient vent for releasing sleeping gas! This place really is your secret hideout!”
“One of my secret hideouts, and one that has been compromised. I would destroy it if I could somehow contact my men, but this room prevents me from doing so. I designed it that way, so that no captives would escape Screenfaaace!”
Bates smirked. “Do you have to keep saying your name like that?”
“Like what?” Screenface appeared confused.
“Your name is Screenface, right?”
“Yes, Officer Bates you know my name!!”
“Screenface?”
“Screenfaaace!”
“Screenface, not Screenfaaace. What is with all the emphasis on the “a” in the “face?”
“Officer Bates, I fail to see the importance of you questioning the name of SCREENFAAACE!”
Bates sighed. Suddenly, a sound came from the metal door of the room. Whatever lock held it closed was being worked. The door opened to reveal the Manly Man! He walked in casually, taking no notice of them at first. He carried a folding chair that he set up right in front of the bound Bates and Screenface. He then sat down, with his head hanging a bit low.
“Hey guys, did you have a good rest? Sorry to disturb you, but I really need some advice!”
*This story takes place after Assassination Attempt pt. 12 and during the Dealing with the Dupes storyline
NEXT: ADVICE & ANSWERS
WEDNESDAY AUGUST 12, 2015
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