Post by InvisibleWolfMan on Jun 18, 2010 10:12:34 GMT 2
Well, fellow FortressFans...when we last left our intrepid InvisibleWolfMan, he had gone through an important court case only to lose due to lack of evidence:
thecurmudgeon.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=general&action=display&thread=1362
and Mr. Conspiracy Theory walked away into the depths of the city's long shadows...to commit unknown acts! That is, until one day in May InvisibleWolfMan exited his building in hopes of trading some CDs at the local shop when he noticed Mr. Consipiracy Theory promenading around his building. Quickly, our hero walked the direction of the CD shop but dashed into the local store below his apartment for safety. Thawrted by this, it did not prevent Mr. Conspiracy Theory from making a threating gesture while saying something inaudiable. Luckily, IWM's american football coaches occupy the store (one is the owner, the other was there on buisness) and after briefly explaining the situation, the non-owner gladly goes with IWM to the CD store.
Meanwhile, at the same moment in time Mr. CT is prowling around the block and heading into the parking lot of IWM's residence! Seizing an vunerable moment of the oft-locked entrance being opened by a resident, Mr. CT dashes quickly to catch the door and gains access to IWM's apartment hallways for 3 minutes before beating a retreat. Not content with leaving things alone, Mr. CT comes back within 10 minutes for a third go of things by "cleverly" being in the driveway of the building adjcent to IWM's, clearly believing he is "out of sight." His patience is thin and after about 2 minutes he decides he's going to leave when lo....IWM starts to go out of the back door of the store but stops when Mr. CT stops and allows his non-owner coach to head out the door first. Thawrted yet AGAIN, Mr. CT beats a retreat...now leaving the count of apperances and retreats a total of 3 times in 15 minutes.
Still, it doesn't stop him and he returns with unknown evil in his head...barely a half an hour later. While IWM's american football coaches are outside enjoying sunshine, air, a ciggarette and a funny video clip from the non-owner's cell phone, Mr. CT kicks over a street sign for a buisness, walks over again to the door, finds it locked, looks inside to read the residents board which lists the last name of all residents and their apartment number, then proceeds to exit but not before flipping the coaches a friendly "California howdy" and saying "Snap THIS, FUCKIN' HOMOS!"
4 times, @ 50 minutes...time for the ol' IWM to make a report to the police. And file a restraining order.
Within a week, the police can not charge him with a crime because he didn't gain access to the actual apartment within where IWM resides. This leaves IWM with little precious evidence to go by in the upcoming restraining order case. The day arrives, and Mr. CT shows up on time...WITHOUT HIS LAWYER. Citing the fact that his lawer was unable to make it (despite having almost two and a half weeks to let us know sooner), he asks that the case be moved...and the court agrees, with the exception of the part of the case that involves letting IWM's coaches explain the behaviors they witnessed on that day. And so they do, recanting the best they could. The judge then tells IWM that they cannot present the precious little evidence that he filed because of a mix-up...Mr. CT smiles his wicked way out of the court and leaves IWM feeling like Mr. CT is an oiled fish.
Yet, Mr. CT comes around IWM's building again after that to take lots and lots of pictures...3 times! Each time, IWM calls the cops. Twice they take my statment but no one comes, the third time someone comes and hears me out and says to report any more incidents and they will warn him IF they catch him.
A slow, heavy week goes by, IWM reflects on the situation with Mr. CT's ex, who is now quite close with IWM on many, many, MANY levels. On the day of the rescheduled court case, it dawns on IWM that on the residents board there is a person in an apartment that shares the same last name as Mr. CT's ex...and slowly Mr. CT's actions in early May take on a whole new meaning. Thankfully, IWM and Mr. CT's ex have already disclosed the important details to their now shared lawyer (a fact that fumed Mr. CT when he showed up and saw the lawyer that he was now quite familiar with representing me). And we showed up at the court, ready for many things to come to light.
And we waited.
After about 5 minutes past the time the case was supposed to have begun, the judge began asking where Mr. CT and his lawyer were. He was just ordering that the clerk call Mr. CT's lawyer to warn him when they burst through the door in a hurry. They "apologize" and the proceedings begin. IWM is up first, needing to recant his past run-ins with Mr. CT. He does so, and then tells of the events in May. When Mr. CT's lawyer is able to ask question from IWM, he tries to ask trick questions but IWM is ready and enabled to retort back in a way that leaves the lawyer practically NO way to twist the words around. He then asks IWM the question that IWM has been speculating all morning:
IWM.....are you....AWARE...that there MAY BE.....SOMEONE...else that resides in YOUR BUILDING...who is......CLOSER to Mr. CT than...YOU?
Dingdingding! Pondering over the possibility of the question all morning allowed me to see VERY CLEARLY the path of lies that I was going to hear from Mr. CT and given that, I knew I needed to let him pull out enough rope from those lies so he could effectively hang himself. So I replied:
"Um...I don't know who you mean. I know there's potentially living in my building the police officer who Mr. CT has had several problems with prior to this."
His lawyer grew wide eyed as Mr. CT did so, and took a brief moment to regain his footing. "SLUPPLIES!" I thought, as I knew Mr. CT NOR his lawyer didn't know I was aware of those incidents with Officer Friendly. The lawyer stuttered:
"Uh..uh,uh...that's not who I mean but...but...but I'll let Mr. CT tell his side when it's HIS turn."
Shame that he was willing to give up so early...so I played Jeff Daniels' level of dumb from DUMB & DUMBER to let them pull out some more rope:
"Gosh, I don't know who ya mean...unless it's the person that has the last name of "X!"
They both couldn't help but grin (neither could I...mentally, that is!) but his lawyer repeated himself:
"I'll let Mr. CT tell his side when it's HIS turn."
Once IWM was done, the judge stated that they couldn't reply the testimonies of IWM's coaches as the recording system wasn't working, so unfortunately they are lost with the exception of the brief translated excerpts. IWM begins to worry again that Mr. CT is an oiled fish when Mr. CT takes the stand. According to him (in abbreviated form):
"Uh, I had NO idea IWM even lived in the building. I've tried for many years to just avoid IWM as he's so AGGRESSIVE and UNPREDICTABLE. I fear for my life and such. The day in question, it's easy to explain. You see, I had this large gift for my child...who LIVES with my ex in IWM's BUILDING and I was just taking it to him kindly when I noticed IWM walking out. He made a threatening gesture to me and I just watched as he walked away after that and I went to sit quietly on the step waiting for my child to show up and then IWM comes out with his gang and they are being all aggressive and stuff and I just had to flee even though I was there to give the large gift to my son because I feared for my life and all. I returned later but they still weren't home and I had to leave since I needed to leave back home and because I was afraid IWM and his gang would do something as two of them were waiting near his door taking pictures of me while shouting obscenities."
My lawyer asked a few questions from him, a few of which he almost answered but his lawyer made gestures that he shouldn't so he avoided them even though he came close to responding...and those questions delt with his ex.
Then the judge announces that the precious evidence IWM filed is now available thanks to their tech, and between the evidence being displayed and my explinations what was happening...it began to tighten that rope around Mr. CT's neck and his stories. This song says it best,
As I said in my prior thread, the place I now resides has cameras because of the business there. And I blew holes in his stories the size of Jupiter. The best part though, was the clip where he flips the "California howdy" to my coaches, as I said:
"During this time, I'm AWAY from my building....at Mr. CT's ex's home."
Later on, my lawyer told me that Mr. CT's reaction to digesting that bit of information was akin to this:
In the end, I won out. It feels a bit short-lived because as I was typing this, I heard a thick letter drop through my mail slot and when I read it, it says that Mr. CT plans to appeal. I am going to assume they'll do it that they dismiss it as it's have to go to a higher court and that means something this minor should be enough to let the issue go (he stated in his own words that he wants nothing to do with me, so appealing this decision means he's lying through his damned teeth). Until then, I've been preparing for this and with that I suppose he's going to find out that it's all for nothing and metophorically, this is what will happen in the end:
Talkback, ahoy! ;D
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