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JERRY
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Appointed by the Council to reign in lawlessness in Aldrip, Jerry is a matter-of-fact man that has little time for nonsense. His goals are the Council's goals -- to make sure that peace comes back to the citizens and for the Chosen to carry out the rest of their sentences appropriately.
He is usually in the newly rebuilt City Hall, unless he's apprehending lawbreakers.
Jerry is not his real name, but it's the name that was given to him by a strange, sassy fairy that just seemed to stick. He may grumble about it if said fairy is around, but he's not very keen on giving out his real name, either.
Any lawlessness and rulebreakingor trolling can be sent to Jerry in the various ways listed above in this post. Sentencing proofs will also be sent to this post, with an appropriate subject line.
He is usually in the newly rebuilt City Hall, unless he's apprehending lawbreakers.
Jerry is not his real name, but it's the name that was given to him by a strange, sassy fairy that just seemed to stick. He may grumble about it if said fairy is around, but he's not very keen on giving out his real name, either.
Any lawlessness and rulebreaking
source @ isopods
isopods
physical mail
Jim’s taken all the precautions he can, but he’s not confident it will do much to hide his identity. Clearly, though, he could give a fuck, because he’s doing it anyway. He’d tried to find Jerry’s place of residence and/or local haunts, he’d tried to find a subtler way into City Hall (one that didn’t even require a little bit of property damage!) - and this was the best he could do. So take the shot you’ve got, right?
It’s a nondescript, flat box that can’t be that much bigger than a book. It’s addressed to Jerry, and Jim even splurged and paid for signature confirmation upon delivery.
Should Jerry choose to open it, the spring lock mechanism will trigger, and shoot glitter everywhere. He and Spock overclocked the damn thing for a radius of six feet, so hopefully it gets Jerry and everything he’s ever owned and loved. If he doesn’t open it, the box will unload itself at precisely 9:34, AKA, Fuck You O’Clock.
When the glitter settles and the fog of war clears, a second little mechanism will trigger, flipping a condom out of the box. On the back in bold letters: