Ida Allman/3.0

Ida Allman is a character role-played by saturneighteen.
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==Background Information==
Ida Allman enjoys creating art and baking. Before moving to Los Santos, Ida would prepare inmates' last meals while they were on Death Row. 
She was formerly an Apprentice Mechanic for Harmony Repairs Garage.
She was also formerly a trainee for Bogans, where she would regularly be seen interacting with members of the Bondi Boys MC, including Jordan Lee, and Elizabeth Byrne.
==Relationships==
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===Jeffrey Bundy===
Throughout her time in Los Santos, Ida has developed some form of obsession over Jeffrey Bundy. She calls his phone periodically, where she remains silent and listens to Bundy talk into emptiness. She has also left him letters in his mailbox, detailing her love of eating human flesh like cupcakes, and is very obsessive over him. When hearing that another stalker was leaving dead bodies at his house, she urged her to stop, as she wants Bundy's attention to herself. She also wishes harm on the people who treat Bundy like a Customer Complaint Service, and encourages him to take more time away from work to relax.
On March 5th, 2022, Bundy met with Warden Maxwell of the DOC to acquire a Burner Phone from the Lifers. After successfully obtaining it, Bundy left the Phone in a dead-drop location for Ida to receive. Since then, their communications have been much more fluid, even though she has not yet spoken.
====Interactions====
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|-|December 2021=
December 11th, 2021
911 Calls:
Anonymous: “Mr. Bundy, you should check your mailbox from time to time.”
J. Bundy: “I just checked it yesterday. Someone's impatient”
Anonymous: “Only a little bit, Mr. Bundy.”
Note:
“Mr. Bundy,I hope we can have the pleasure of meeting soon. In good circumstances. I just want to introduce myself before anyone beats me to it. I'm not expecting to make headlines, in fact I hate the spotlight but I want you to acknowledge my existence.You know that feeling of urge to eat a cupcake after you've just consumed one? The sweetness of the icing overtaking your control? That's how I feel towards flesh. I tried to battle it but why fight it when allowing it to consume you is so powerful? Maybe I've given too much away already but impulse is something I honour. Did you know that alligators are the most impulsive creatures out there? It might explain why I was so fascinated with them as a child. My mother never understood.It'll be a pleasure to meet you one day, your voice sounds sweet.I.”
|-|February 2022=
February 20th, 2022
Phone Call:
J. Bundy:“Yello? ... Hello?Oh I think it's been a while since I've got one of these actually.Does this mean that I need to check my mailbox?I was starting to think that whoever it was that was doing these anonymous calls and leaving the notes and whatnot, I was starting to think that you had just outright disappeared on me.Am I ever gonna get anything in one of these phone calls? Because the last note that you sent, said something along the lines of "Enjoying the way my voice sounded," but it's kinda unfortunate that it's a 1-way street, right? Hard to hold a conversation with yourself.Hmm.Okay. Alright, well I am getting ready to go off duty and head home, so I guess I'll check my mailbox here in a little bit. I'm sure that I can look forward to something up that way, more than likely.Helloo. I'm on a telephone call with a mysterious stranger who doesn't speak. Yeah, yeah.Huh. Is it a nerves thing? Is that why you don't talk on the phone? Oh.That might be... person on the other end of the phone, tap the receiver twice if it's a nerves thing.They're not, they're not tapping anything. I don't think it's a nerves thing.Well, if they don't want to talk to me then why are they calling me? That doesn't make sense, Daisy, Jesus.Hell, that is true. They could just text. That is fair.Okay, well, in the event that this is, in fact, "I," talk to you again soon I suppose.”*Phone hangs up*
Note:
“I'm happy you remember”
February 21st, 2022
Phone Call:
J. Bundy:“Helloo.Hello I.I thought the last note was... you really thought that I was gonna forget about the person that was leaving me mail in my mailbox?I am curious, you noted in your first note that you 'liked the sound of my voice,' but clearly you had picked me out of a crowd before that for some reason. I dunno, maybe you can tell me a little bit more about that next go-around.Hmm. Not sure if you can still here me, I just had a little bit of a headache there.Hmmm. So I suppose I can be looking forward to a mail delivery relatively soon. Last time it didn't take you too long to get to where I live, about 5-6 minutes, give or take. Figuring out where I live, that's not super impressive. A quick search down at the courthouse can get you that info. I'm just really curious as to, I dunno, like I said you had to pick me out of the crowd for one reason or another, right?Also a little curious to hear more about you.Let's see, looking over the first note here: 'Hate the spotlight but want you to acknowledge my existence.' That's, I dunno, a bit contradictory, really, right? I mean, it makes more sense now. Now you're calling the former Chief of Detectives, I haven't really done investigative work outside of Gangs and Narcotics in months at this point. But back then it was a little contradictory, it's hard getting the guy who was, at the time the Chief of Detectives, saying you don't like being in the spotlight.”*Phone hangs up*
Note:
Page 1:
“Mr. BundyI thought I'd make these notes a little bit more personal rather than hiding my handwriting. I enjoy the details that are brushed under the carpet by others.I hurt someone. Though I had a plan, it was too easy. Once the plan had been executed, quite literally, I made a gift for you but I didn't want to give you something that didn't feel personal from my end. I imagined us meeting, but whether it be in an interrogation room or perhaps somewhere scenic, I imagined you asking me about it and I realised that you would be disappointed. One thing I can tell you about the individual I hurt is the fact that they were obnoxious, loud, and by far the least interesting person I have met in Los Santos. I'll do better and give you the gift soon, hopefully.I'd like to get to know you a little bit more, Mr. Bundy. I wish there was an easier way to communicate with you rather than calling you and not saying a word. I wish my phone wouldn't reveal my number but I have to make do with what little options I have. Perhaps a burner phone though I have no idea where I would find those, and even if I did- what are the chances I would receive one?I'd like to give you the chance to get to know me too. Perhaps during our next phone call you could ask question you'd want me to answer? You don't seem stupid, so please don't blow this by asking me what my deepest darkest secret is. I don't like to be made a mockery of, especially when people know next to nothing about me. I have a few questions for you, if you wouldn't mind answering them.”
Page 2:
“1. How old are you?2. What's your favourite dessert?3. How long have you been part of the unified police department?4. Do you have family?5. What are some of your interests when you're not working?6. Do you ever go off duty?7. What's your favourite colour?8. Who are some of your favourite musicians?9. Favourite alcoholic beverage?I signed off as I last time, today I will sign off as-L”*Sketch of Bundy's House*
February 24th, 2022
Phone Call:
J. Bundy:“Helloo.You would call when I am absolutely exhausted, wouldn't you?Uhh, alright, well, let's see, uhmm. You had some questions for me, let me see if I can dig those out.Uh, hold on, there's gotta be a file around here somewhere.Uhh, let's see. "How old are you?" Old enough to not answer that question."What is your favorite dessert?" That's uh, that's an interesting one. I dunno, Wavers. Wavers from time to time. I'm not a huge fan of sweets, I'm more a fan of salty.Uhh, I dunno, something savory, maybe like a popcorn or a beef jerky, something along those lines.Uhh, how long have I been with the Unified Police Department? My 1-Year Anniversary is actually going to be coming up in... lets see, 5, 12 days! 12 days.Uhh, do I have family? I mean, that one's just yes or no, so I guess I'll say yes.Also depends on what your definition of family is, right, cuz everybody's definition of family is just a little bit different.Uhh, interests while not working...I'm a pretty big fan of hunting. Uh, used to be a much bigger fan of fishing but, I dunno, that one kinda died out a little bit for me.Do I ever go off duty? Not as much as I used to or as much as I want to, but occasionally, yeah.Uhh, let's see, what is your favorite color? Depends on the day of the week, uhm, today I'd say blue, probably.Favorite musician? Probably Blue Öyster Cult.Alcoholic beverages, I'm a big fan of a nice Irish whiskey.Soooo, well now, see now I'm all confused, I don't know whether to call you "I" or "L." So I suppose my first question for you would be "what would like me to call you?" It's kind of important, I mean even if it's an alias it's important to establish something like that, right?Uhhh, hmm, I had a list of questions written up, let me - let me see if I can pull this thing up.Uhh, let me see, your first letter you talked about your mother. I'm not gonna go all super psychological on you, but I'm just curious as to whether or not your mother's alive, because you referred to her in the past tense.Curious as to where you're from? You spell both "colour" and "favourite" with an "ou" instead of an "o," so I know it's not originally Los Santos, most likely Europe, Canada, something along those lines.Uh, do you have any friends in Los Santos? And then the same question but phrased a little differently, do you have any family in Los Santos?And what did you do before moving to Los Santos? Did you have any jobs, hobbies, anything along those lines?And I suppose the final question would be "why do you think that I would be the type of person who would want to receive your gifts?"I mean, if they inherently require that somebody's gonna be harmed during the process...I dunno. It almost seems like a, uh, a cat bringing a dead bird to it's owner at that point.Got, uh, y'know I dunno, some sort of interest attached to it, some sort of, I dunno, something primal almost to a certain degree, but what would make you think that I would be one of the people who would want something like that?I suppose that is all of the questions that I have really got for you, to be honest.At least for now, I don't want to go overboard. You only asked me 8 or 9, so.I guess I've got one more. Why were you disappointed in your first, quote-unquote, present? Seems like an odd stance to take towards something that you created, it's pretty rare for - I guess it's actually not rare at all for artists to be disappointed in their own work, uhh, but it is an interesting phenomenon nonetheless.Well unless, uh, unless you're gonna get brave and speak up on me, I think we might be done this go-around L.”*Phone hangs up*
February 25th, 2022
Phone Call:
J. Bundy:“Is this my reminder that I need to check my mail?If you're wondering, I haven't had a chance to make it up there yet. It's been a pretty busy evening, but I'll make my way up there in the next 15-20 minutes.So if there's any outstanding questions or anything, I'm not gonna be able to answer them now.”*Phone hangs up*
911 Call:
Anonymous: “Don't disappoint me, Mr. Bundy, or I'll have to disappoint you. -I.”
Note:
Letter:
“Mr. BundyI enjoyed out last conversation, I'll do my part and answer your questions.You can call me I. It was how I signed off the first time, so it makes sense. I have a feeling there's a slight attachment to it if I'm not mistaken. As for my mother, you can refer to someone in the past tense regardless of it they're still walking this earth or not. However, I'll indulge and tell you in my own way. Death is sometimes better for those that can barely grasp reality. She hasn't had a good life so maybe it's a blessing not remembering most of the time. Not remembering me.I travelled a lot but I was born in a small town on the North outskirts of Bath, England. Do I have friends in Los Santos? Perhaps. Family? No. In terms of what I did before moving here, I worked a job that I was passionate about but it became dangerous and depressing after a certain individual I met.Why you? Circumstance perhaps. I make my mind up about individuals quite quickly, I'm intrigued by you.We are our worst enemies. I wanted it to be perfect and it simply wasn't. Don't worry, I'll serve you a platter soon.I look forward to our next call.-N.”
Photo Attached
911 Calls:
Anonymous: “Time is up, Mr. Bundy. You said twenty minutes, I gave you twenty minutes. Don't give me a time frame if you cannot stick to it. -I.”
J. Bundy: “I checked my mail about two minutes after you called last.”
Anonymous: “Check your house, Mr. Bundy. I hope you enjoy it. -I.”
Victim:
Name: Molly Russell
Location: Outside of Bundy's House
Injuries: Throat Slashed - Stomach Cut Open - Internal Organs Removed except the Small & Large Intestine
Note on Body: “If you're being sloppy with your timeframe, I'll be sloppy with my gifts. There's no meaning behind this one besides my disappointment but I'm sure her insides will come to good use soon.”
Scene Photos: Victim Photo - Possessions
Phone Call:
J. Bundy:“Well that seemed completely and totally unnecessary.You know, there was actually a point in time that I enjoyed these brief contacts between us.It was like a, I dunno, like a wafting salty air whenever you first step near a beach. Because these were the only phone calls that I would get all day, every day, that weren't demanding something from me.In my position, Officers, Former Officers, Cadets, Command Members, they always want something.From the Head of Detectives, from the Captain of the LSPD, from whoever it is that they need something from, I'm usually that person.But these contacts, although a little on the psychopathic side, were that breath of fresh air.And not because you're not say anything, but because you didn't really want anything. Just contact.But now you have become just as pushy and demanding as everybody else, haven't you?If I am unable to check my mail for 20 minutes, then a woman gets hollowed out like a Russian Nesting Doll and left in front of my house.So if you wanted my full undivided attention, then I suppose that you have got it now.I hope that that's not something that you grow to regret desiring.Uh, apparently my presence is needed at the morgue, so I assume that there's more surprises in store for me.We'll uh, we'll talk again soon. Usually I let you hang up but we're gonna go the other way around tonight.”*Phone hangs up*
Phone Call:
J. Bundy: “Helloo.”
Anonymous: “THIS IS A MESSAGE FROM I. THEY'RE GLAD THEY HAVE THEIR UNDIVIDED A--”
*Phone hangs up*
|-|March 2022=
March 5th, 2022
Phone Call:
J. Bundy:“Yelloo.Oh hello I!It's actually funny that you called, I was just on my way out to check the mail, but I wasn't sure if it was you or your competition that was leaving me notes today.I uh... yeah, during your absence over the last, uhh, what's it been, about a week since last we... talked isn't the right word, but you know what I mean.Somebody left another dead body at my house with a cryptic note and morse code.So the way I figure it, it's gotta be one of two things. Either somebody else is vying for my attention, or it's also you, but it didn't seem very you.But uh, yeah ... you're not the only one leaving presents at my house.But I am going to check my mail, I actually already noticed the email.Got this cool little bluetooth thing hooked into my mailbox, where whenever something gets deposited my home alarm system sends me a notification.Should I be expecting anything as ... as sizeable as the last delivery that I got?”*Phone hangs up*
911 Call:
Anonymous: “Stay humble, Mr. Bundy. I.”
Note:
Plastic Bag:
A frozen human heart inside a medium sized plastic bag. DNA matches Molly Russel.
Written Letter:
“Mr. BundyI would've written this letter in my handwriting if it weren't for the fact I injured my wrist, here is a typed up version instead.Though your words may have been considered harsh to some, they weren't to me. I felt sad, not because I may have upset and our calls may be ones you dread now, but because how many people actually call to ask how you are? I'm afraid the answer is going to be very low accounts.I was merely disappointed. What was it that you were doing? Bank robbery? A chase? Perhaps a complaint by a middle aged individual who has 'I'd like to speak to the manager,' vibes? Vibes. I've never used that term before. If I did upset you, I apologise. Perhaps it was an overreaction from my end but I do hope I don't give off the energy as I described above.You should do something for yourself soon, perhaps hunting? It's important to take a step back and realise your worth. You're not the mailbox outside of MRPD in which to collect people's complaints and requests. You're a person, a person I would quite like to continue communication with. Again, I wish there was an easier way to communicate. I would happily speak if I had a burner phone, it'd be a sense of security - even if it's a false one. I wouldn't be standing in the open using a payphone. I know how greedy some may get, I don't want to be caught so soon as my gifts have barely been unwrapped.When I call, I'd like you to think of me as someone you can complain to. By no means am I trained in the psychological field, that would be quite concerning (almost humorous too) considering my nature. I'm assuming you're not recording our calls and I certainly am not. If you do choose to share something of a personal nature, it would stay between us. I will not be offended if you choose not to.An insight into my brain that I'll mention is that when I dragged her body out of the car, she was still alive. I think when I really started digging into her, she finally parted from this world. I almost felt sorry for her. I didn't even know her name.Mr. Bundy, please do take care of yourself.I.”
March 7th, 2022
Phone Call:
J. Bundy:“Helloo.Oh you could not have picked a worse time to call.Alright, give me just a minute here.Alright, sorry, I had to drive away from the police department that I was parked at.I think I may have found a way to resolve at least one of the issues that you've been complaining about lately.Let me grab my vehicle from Davis PD, and then, I can give you more information on that.Okay, based on the fact that you are calling, I am assuming... actually, hold on. Let me take care of something else real quick.I am assuming that I can expect something at my house soon, but I have been trying to figure out a way to get something dropped off to you as well.C'mon Ted, wait in the other car.Uh, so this is gonna be a bit of a trust exercise.I'll stay on the phone with you until such a time as I have dropped it off, and I guess you're just going to have to trust the fact that I'm not, I dunno-Hey sorry, I'm on the phone Gunner, gotta go.So you're gonna have to trust that I'm not placing down cameras or sitting in a bush somewhere waiting for you, or what have you.Umm, I have actually obtained a... one of the things you were looking for.So you know the 24/7 that is pretty close to where you've been leaving those letters for me?I will leave it in the dumpster directly adjacent to where that's at.I am currently driving out there. What I'm gonna do, cuz I don't think that we've got too much to chat about that requires 1-way communication.I will drop that off, and as soon as it's dropped off I'll let you know and I'll hang up, and you can make your own choice as to whether or not the trust is there and you want to attempt to retrieve it.There are people moving a half a kilo of methamphetamine right now. I just want you to know that.An armored vehicle, driving in circles, moving half of a kilo of methamphetamine through the city.There's a goddamn R32 that's following them, and if you don't know that is, it's a really fast god damn car.Okay. Let me just make sure... alright.So, I'm not seeing any notification that I've received any mail today. The left side of the 24/7, there is a dumpster.Inside of that dumpster you will find what you have been wanting.Once I hang up the phone that means that I am leaving the area.Okay. Goddammit, there we go.Alright, uhh, I've gotta go, people are trafficking drugs.It's your choice. Decide whether or not you trust me enough to pick that up.”*Phone hangs up*
Text Messages:
Ida: I hope you're keeping safe out there. I just watched one of your colleagues miss a bomb or rocket launcher of sorts by a mere second. -IThank you for the obvious, by the way. I may have information that could possibly interest you
Bundy: Oh? And I'm staying relatively safe-ish. Currently in prolongued shootout.And yeah, I heard. At the courthouse?
Ida: You're in a prolongued shootout but yet had a moment to respond to my messages?Yes. The City Hall.
Bundy: It was coming to a conclusion. Perimeters and all that. And that's interesting. I didn't expect you to be the type to provide information relating to anyone outside of yourself.
Ida: I found it humorous. He missed it by a second. Besides, multiple individuals were there. I'm sure someone must have reported it, there's always an individual in the crowd attempting to feel important by sharing potential critical information, right?
Bundy: You would be genuinely surprised. Most people would rather cater to the individuals with rocket launchers than the police with information like that long term.I once had 10 witnesses to a murder and only 4 of them would say who did it, despite the fact they were relatively well known and unmasked.
Ida: And what are your thoughts on that? Do you believe those individuals are within their right to not aid the Police? I'm not talking about legal matters, withholding information would be obstruction of justice, but do you blame them for their distaste towards the Police?
Bundy: I think it's selfish. They watched a person they called their friend murdered before their eyes and chose instead to act in self interest.
Ida: I agree with you. There are things bigger than our own opinions and interests like you mentioned. The bigger picture.Did you catch the individual that murdered that person?I'm assuming you've been swept up to another call. When was the last time you had a coffee break?
Bundy: I did. Not for the charge that I wanted to unfortunately. And yes, I get caught up in a lot of things. I am about to go off duty though I believe. Just getting my car fixed up soon.
Ida: What charge did you want and what charge did they get?Are you going to sleep?I have good news for you, if you're interested in knowing.
Bundy: Oh? Absolutely. And yeah, I think I'm heading to bed.I'll be on duty for a bit tomorrow, but may head off duty for a bit to enjoy some leisure activities.They wound up with second degree murder, after gunning down a woman in broad daylight. Over a cheeseburger.
Ida: What sort of leisure activities?Just a cheeseburger. That's unfortunate.
Bundy: Probably hunting for a bit if I can convince others to head out with me.And what's your good news?
Ida: Remember my competition? They're barely a threat, merely wanting to scare you. They want to hurt you, but I may have stalled that plan.
Bundy: Oh? Any idea who? Or at least why?
Ida: They're doing it for someone else but was not asked to. All I know is that they're a female, barely a threat. Nothing to worry about in the grand scheme of things.When was the last time you went hunting?
Bundy: It's been weeks. Maybe even months. Starting an investigative division took a lot of energy over the last few months.
Ida: If you can't convince others to join you, go hunting regardless. Alone time is sometimes the best time.Are you proud of the division?
Bundy: It does really well. I'm super proud of them, they're basically independent from me now and still running strong.And you might be right, might to it anyway.
Ida: I'm happy for you.Don't worry, I'll give you your time. I won't be selfish.
Bundy: What about you? Any work or hobbies you're proud of?
Ida: Art and food.
Bundy: Both I assume I have a few good ideas about. Any of your work I would have seen?
Ida: No. Maybe in the future.Do you have a favourite meal?
Bundy: Eh, I'm very basic. Partial to a rare steak personally.I'm at home, going to shower and head to bed. Have a good night.
Ida: I told someone steak was my favourite today.Enjoy your rest.
March 8th, 2022
Text Messages:
Ida: I hope you're well rested, Mr. Bundy.I have a gift for you
Bundy: Oh? Where should I look for that at?
Ida: I'll get it to you soon.
Bundy: I take it you put a bit more effort in this time as you seem more excited
Ida: Not really.
Bundy: Oh? Interesting. I'm curious... I am going off duty in just a bit though to go hunting.So if it's the type of present I need to be on duty to receive then that may prove problematic.
Ida: Have you managed to convince anyone to go with you?You don't need to be on duty.
Bundy: Ah, fair enough. And yeah, a few people. A small hunting trip.
Ida: Well I hope you enjoy it. Do you plan for any other activities today?
Bundy: Nothing much. Hunting will probably last for a few hours. The good ones always last a while.
Ida: Mailbox.Let me know if you like it.Goodnight, Mr. Bundy.
Bundy: Oh? I'll look in a bit. Goodnight I.
Note:
Greeting Card:
You Stole A Pizza My Heart↳ Greeting card by The Rose Garden.
Written Letter:
“I saw this card and thought of you. It made me laugh considering what was left in your mailbox not too long ago. Enjoy.-I”
March 11th, 2022
Text Messages:
Bundy: You have even more competition apparently. Someone left me flowers.
March 13th, 2022
Text Messages:
Ida: TBAAn individual leaving flowers is not competition.
March 15th, 2022
Text Messages:
Bundy: Sorry I missed these. We're like ships in the night lately.And I take it you know who that one is as well? Whoever they are left a corpse that they dressed like me. Admittedly at the wrong location.
March 17th, 2022
Text Messages:
Ida: I'm sorry to disappoint but I do not know who they are. It seems a threat to you rather than an 'admirer'. What are your thoughts?Also, hello. How are you?You're either not around, or you're roped into a call. That's unfortunate
Bundy: Oh, hello. Sorry, I'm around but was in a helicopter. Well, I still am in a helicopter.And they're definitely a threat, or at least looking for a challenge.Which raises a question; do you consider yourself a non-threat, or an 'admirer'?
Ida: Which do you believe?
Bundy: I believe a bit of both to be completely honest.I think your admiration will prove dangerous, as it already has once before.
Ida: I'm intrigued to see how far this goes.Oh a lighter note, someone just asked for my number. They said I'm 'cute'.
Bundy: Oh? I wouldn't have the faintest idea whether that's accurate unfortunately.
Ida: Potentially hearing my voice is one thing, seeing how I look is a somewhat impossible thing to even consider.Unfortunately, a civil face to face meeting whilst you're unaware of who I am and what I have potentially done is something that will most likely be left to our imagination/fantasies.What car are you in? Or are you still flying?
Bundy: I'm in my Explorer tonight.I find it amusing that you would thing that I'm even attempting to find you to be honest. I'm technically a "victim" or "target" or whatever word you'd prefer to use. I recused myself from the case almost immediately.
Ida: I find it amusing that you'd believe I wasn't already aware of that. It'd be a conflict of interest to be part of an investigation when, like you mentioned, are the target/victim. However, you'd aid in the assistance of placing me behind bars. How could you not?My question is, have you told anyone about these texts? Or the fact that you're entertaining it and even went out of your way to find me a burner phone.A chase passed by me not long ago. Might've been a Sultan with a spoiler. Was that you in the black Explorer?
Bundy: Believe it or not I haven't revealed these texts to anyone, at all.And that would be the one, yes. Just arrested one of the occupants of the vehicle. It's great having a K-9 partner. I wish I was a senior handler so I could take him home. Would be amazing home defense.
Ida: Why not?I'm sure it would, Mr. Bundy.Goodnight.
Bundy: Heading to bed? Goodnight.Also, you never answered my question earlier and decided to deflect instead. So I'm curious how you self ascribe for that one.
March 21st, 2022
Text Messages:
Ida: You deflected with my question too.How are you?
Bundy: I'm doing well.....although a bit stunlocked at the moment.And which question did I dodge?
Ida: Why are you stunlocked?My question was 'why not?' As in why haven't you revealed our texts to anyone?
Bundy: Oh. Because I don't see how that would be helpful to the investigation they're conducting.It also doesn't seem like you're currently a threat to anyone else, so as long as I don't forget to check my texts I suppose.Although I do have to admit, I got into the habit of checking my mailbox and that leaves me a bit disappointed these days.
Ida: I can make things a little exciting for you, if you'd like.
Bundy: Oh? It's more of the handwritten letters. It was a nice touch. Even if this is slightly more personal. Regardless, what is going on with your day?
Ida: I don't believe this burner phone will last forever. It's definitely on it's way out. Either that, or it'll be robbed from me.I'm just enjoying the night
Bundy: That would be unfortunate. But also interesting. I was looking forward to seeing where you were going with the letters you were signing each letter with.
Ida: You'll find out soon enough.You never answered why you're stunlocked, by the way.
Bundy: Oh? Well I suppose I'll just have to be patient then. A talent you try to instill in others but lack yourself.
Ida: Exciting it is.You might want to head down to Humane Labs as soon as you can. Something didn't go quite to plan. It'll be on your hands if he doesn't make it, Mr. Bundy.I really do hope you're not busy on a call.
911 Call:
Humane Labs Janitor: “Found what appears to be a dissected "person" lying on the floor in one of the labs, moaning. Freaked me out, he's losing a lot of blood.”
Anonymous: “Jeffrey Bundy. Texts. Now. -I.”
Phone Call:
J. Bundy:“Oh, hello.Oh are we still gonna do the coy thing where you don't talk?I thought we had moved past that stage, didn't you say something along the lines of "being willing to talk on the phone but you'd never see me in person" or something along those lines?Plus know you've got the safety and security of being able to talk to me from wherever you damn well please. You don't have to worry about me running around checking payphones or anything along those lines.Well I thought you would like to know that I am pulling up to the Humane Labs now, so I supposeI'll see what ungodly creation you've got waiting for me in here.Oh, alright, c'mon Ted. *whistle* Ted such.”*Phone hangs up*
Victim:
Name: Maximilian Delicious
Location: Humane Labs & Research
Injuries: Incision in the Side of the Abdomen - "Kidney" Removed
Scene Photos: Victim Photo - Possessions
Text Messages:
Ida: Like I said, it didn't go quite to plan. His insides are all over the place and that isn't my design nor creation.
Bundy: And here I thought taking people's insides and puttin them on the outside was very much by your design. Not even staying to see if he makes it?
Ida: My design is taking them, not leaving it on the ground with toxic chemicals nearby. Why stay? He's a lost cause. I felt sorry for him.
Bundy: Surprising someone as meticulous as you would allow a kidney to slip between your fingers like that. Why target this one?
Ida: It didn't slip. It was rotten. I know what a good kidney looks like, this wasn't one I would pride myself on keeping in a freezer or cooking with it. You tell me why, Mr. Bundy. Perhaps because you poked the bear and are continuing to do so. I wonder what your detectives would think of you.
Bundy: I'm not attempting to poke any bears, to be quite honest. What do you perceive as poking? I'm brutally honest, I'll admit that's a flaw. But you have to admit your own short fuse. You killed a woman because I was one minute late to a letter.Goodnight, I.
March 26th, 2022
Text Messages:
Bundy: You've been oddly quiet for a few days.
|-|September 2022=
September 12th, 2022
Text Messages:
Ida: :)
Bundy: It's been a while I.
Ida: 6 months is a bit.I feel as though ' how are you?' would be a heavy question considering the timeframe we're working with here.
Bundy: It's been a very long time. A lot has happened. Ups and downs. More downs than up. And yourself?
Ida: More downs? Care to elaborate? I've been busy.
Bundy: It's almost like I've been battling death itself for the last few months. And people targetting myself and those I care about rather consistently and without end.Busy, eh? In the usual ways?
Ida: Death itself? I didn't take you for the dramatic type while explaining your circumstances. You've gotten quite popular then.What does the 'usual' way mean for you?
Bundy: Less dramatic and more vague than anything. And I suppose by "usual" I mean that last time you dropped a body that had been partially dissected in my front lawn with a darkly romantic heart in the mailbox to follow. So I supposed you had a style.
September 16th, 2022
Text Messages:
Ida: Vague. I don't do vague but I won't push you for information that is not mine to know.Now that makes me seem dramatic. I was busy in the not 'usual' way, to answer your question. Life gets in the way.I'm hoping we can have an in depth catch up, I'd like to know what's happened in your life during the past six months.Busy are we?I didn't take you for the kind of man to sell flowers.Alright, you must REALLY be busy. Shame.
Bundy: It's been a bit of a busy day. I planned a coup.Plus you know how I am at checking my phone.And I love flowers. They're full of life. And hope.
Ida: Hope? That's specific.Why's that? Are you planning on running? Jeffrey Bundy Chief of Police has a ring to it but that would also mean you'd be a lot more busy which I don't like very much.
Bundy: Ah, even if I run I doubt I'd win. Being the one who starts the coup tends to lower support.
Ida: You shouldn't be so doubtful of yourself, Jeffrey.What was that about hope you mentioned?
Bundy: Hah, fair enough. But realism none the less. Again, being the one who rocks the boat tends to mean you might fall out.And how about you. How have you been, I?
Ida: The boat needs to be rocked to make any progress forward, however. Good on you, Jeffrey.To be vague, like yourself, I've been good. I did a lot of reading and exploring while I was away.
September 21st, 2022
Text Messages:
Ida: I left you a little note in your store. On the tray.
Note:
“Dinner?
- I.”
September 26th, 2022
Text Messages:
--Missing Texts--
Bundy: Not specifically, no.
Ida: Then I'll remain hopeful and let you answer in your own time and own way. I'm not going anywhere.
September 28th, 2022
Text Messages:
Ida: You and I need to talk. Soon.God, either you're awful at texts or you don't have a moment to breathe and I'm leaning on the latter. Especially with the new information I was given.
Bundy: It's the latter.
Ida: Do I need to call you from a payphone so you can have a moment to breathe and rant? To be honest, I could just call you from this phone but I feel that receiving an anonymous calls make it much more enticing.
Bundy: I leave how you call up to you. I need a few moments to finish another call.
Ida: Let me know.
Bundy: Go ahead and give me a call.
Phone Call:
J. Bundy
“Helloo.Are we back to having these sorts of conversations?Heh, well here I thought that we had... I don't know... moved past that. It's been six months and all.Heh, well I have had a doozy of a day. Most of it I can't really talk too much about but it does involve, uh... uh, missing super terrorists, and potential murders, and most recently, uh... people who were innocently working Dodo catching hatchets to the back for one reason or another.Plus apparently somebody is running around trying to murder my daughter right now, so that's not great.You know when you said 'You and I needed to talk soon,' I assumed there was some plurality in that.”
I. Allman
“There is a gift for you at your storefront. You should also tell the wife I say hello.”
*Phone hangs up*
(This was the first time Ida has ever spoke to Bundy directly.)
Text Messages:
Ida: Goodnight.
311 Calls:
M. Maat: “Just came to Truth and Justice and there's a severed torso on the tray...maybe a unit could pass by?”
A. May: “can you 911 so that I can see your location?”
911 Calls:
M. Maat: “At truth and Justice, Bundy and Lennon's shop - Paleto”
Twat:
@Ida_Allman:)Screenshot: First Twat from Ida(Disclaimer: The twat was sent shortly after the discovery of the body and whilst Bundy was debriefing with Detectives Anita May and Jenny Hall outside his shop.)
Victim:
Name: N/A
Location: Tray inside Bundy's Shop
Lab Results: Debrief from 515 Damien TinkermanIdentity was matched to a Local, No family was put on their contact list.The rotting of the flesh and overall deteriation tells me that this person was killed 6 to 7 months ago. Bone lacerations and cuts show markings from a manual bone saw. Due to the overall chill temperature and remnants of water, the torso was taken out of a freezer 1-2 hours prior to it being dumped. With the defrost time and the amount of water that was found, The best estimate is that the torso was dumped about 40 minutes prior to 515 and 355 showing up.
Scene Photos: Crime Scene Photo - Victim Photo
Officers Involved: 358 Minerva Maat - 515 Damien Tinkerman - 355 Anita May
Text Messages:
Bundy: Goodnight I. Lovely present.
Ida: Don't lie, it doesn't suit you. This isn't the first time you've refrained from telling me stuff and quite frankly, still calling me 'I' is funny. That wasn't a present, it was a message.Also don't worry, she's safe. I don't like boring folks.
Bundy: If I figured any differently my reaction would have been more severe. You've never striked me as the type to care much about friends and family.And fair enough, Ida it is. I didn't want to scare you into a hole by showing you I knew that tidbit.And what's the message? I find it odd you'd drop something that old off. I suppose it shows that you're a bit more sentimental that I'd imagined.
Phone Call:
J. Bundy
“Helloo.”
I. Allman
“Do I really seem like the type of person to be scared?”
J. Bundy
“Sorry, what's that?”
I. Allman
“I said, 'Do I really seem like the type of person to be scared?'”
J. Bundy
“Uh... 'Scared' might be the wrong word. Apprehensive.”
I. Allman
“Hmm.”
J. Bundy
“It's not meant as an insult, Ida. The fact that you called me six or seven times and never spoke a word, and... intentionally obscured at least part of your name by signing it, uh... me revealing that, uh, that had been told to me could had been off-putting.”
I. Allman
“Off-putting to who? You?”
J. Bundy
“No, to you.”
I. Allman
“Didn't expect you to [inaudible].”
J. Bundy
“Truth be told, I haven't quite figured out the nature of, uh, exactly what this is. It is pretty obvious that you're not... targeting me, at least in the traditional sense.Uhm... you know enough about me that I'm pretty sure that if you wanted to do that, then that would've been easy for you a really long time ago.Hell, that would've been easiest for you six months ago. Um...”
I. Allman
“[inaudible]”
J. Bundy
“So uh... I don't know. Truth be told, I haven't quite figured you yet, I don't think.”
I. Allman
“Well, I'll let you sit on that one.It's a shame it was ruined.”
J. Bundy
“Hmm, what's that?”
I. Allman
“The name, so soon.”
J. Bundy
“Uh, fun fact. I've known that for about six months give or take.”
I. Allman
“I know.”
J. Bundy
“Shortly after, uh... shortly after your last letter actually.So what about the torso? What's that supposed to be? Other than sentiment?”
I. Allman
“You really think that was sentimental?”
J. Bundy
“Well, you held onto it for half a year.You also sawed it off by hand, which is unique; especially for somebody who has the precision to pull a person's heart out without damaging the valves.”
I. Allman
“Exactly. And you still think that's sentimental?”
J. Bundy
“Give me a controverting opinion.”
I. Allman
“You're stating that holding onto something is sentimental, yet you're comparing it to the heart.The torso wasn't sentimental, the heart definitely was.”
J. Bundy
“Hmm.”
I. Allman
“But perhaps that's just your way of getting to... I don't know, have me state that, rather than you draw a conclusion and explain that to me.”
J. Bundy
“So what were you doing then? Clearing out space? Throwing away the trash?”
I. Allman
“I don't know.”
J. Bundy
“Sure you do, everything you've done has been very pointed up to this point. You were sending a message.”
I. Allman
“Yeah, why reveal it so soon?What's the fun in that?How are you, Jeffrey?”
J. Bundy
“Uh, very stressed.”
I. Allman
“I pity you.”
J. Bundy
“Ah, you shouldn't.”
I. Allman
“I do.”
J. Bundy
“Hmm, why's that?”
I. Allman
“I've heard things.”
J. Bundy
“Hmm, from who?”
I. Allman
“Oh, come on.”
J. Bundy
*chuckle* “Yeah, it's worth a shot, right?”
I. Allman
“Well, actually I was expecting you to already know. You're smarter than that.”
J. Bundy
“Uh... no, I've got a couple of guesses. But uh, you know, I wouldn't quite call them 'friends', so.”
I. Allman
“Hmm, they'd call you a friend. An 'old friend', actually.”
J. Bundy
“Really? That's interesting.”
I. Allman
“Hmm. But at the same time, it won't take you long to figure it out if you haven't already figured it out. And if you haven't already figured it out, I'm kind of disappointed.”
J. Bundy
“Ah, like I said, I've got one or two very good guesses.”
I. Allman
“Yeah, well. You know where to look. You know how to figure out the name. The full name, I mean.”
J. Bundy
“I got a couple of good-”
I. Allman
“She was really scared today.”
J. Bundy
“Yeah...”
I. Allman
“Yeah, I'll be quite honest with you. Even though I know that you might be recording this or jotting down statements and you are... conflict in this due to the fact that I have targeted you. Well, I say 'targeted'... maybe that's not the right word, but... I don't know. Do I tell you? Do I not tell you? Uh...”
J. Bundy
“Hmm, that's strictly up to you. You've got all the cards to play right now, I don't.”
I. Allman
“Well, you have a hand in playing it too. You're not the Chief of Detectives for no reason.”
 
J. Bundy
“Hmm.”
I. Allman
“I've already revealed a lot so far.”
J. Bundy
“Yeah, so I suppose this is the point where I just very authoritatively, uh... ask you to tell me why, uh.. why Lizzie was so scared. Because my-”
I. Allman
“That super terrorist you mentioned?”
J. Bundy
“Mhm...”
I. Allman
“Yeah, that thing.”
J. Bundy
“That's interesting-”
I. Allman
“I was annoyed.”
J. Bundy
“That's interesting because I've got it on pretty good authority that she doesn't have too much to do with that.”
I. Allman
“She doesn't.The thing is, she told me to not tell anyone but at the same time, she revealed my name. And I thought about it, I really did.But at the same time I knew that whoever got their hands on her would... it would be ten times worse. So, I just sat back.A part of me that hopes that she's okay but at the same time, frankly, I don't care.”
J. Bundy
“Well frankly, you can't really blame her for, uh... you know, accidentally, uh... revealing at least part of your identity to me. She didn't know that I had the other pieces of that puzzle, so.”
I. Allman
“I am not afraid of you knowing my name. My full name. My age. Where I was born. Any of that, but uh... I wanted it to be on my own terms.And if you play your cards right, and I'm not talking in regards to me; I'm just talking in regards to you being the Chief of Detectives, an officer, or whatever. You'll figure it out. You'll find out. I'm sure others will as well.”
J. Bundy
“Oh, yeah.”
I. Allman
“Hell, even this phone will probably be subpoenaed.”
J. Bundy
“Hmm. It's interesting that you don't think it has been already.”
I. Allman
“Oh, believe me, I know it has. I'm not that stupid. Someone called me [inaudible] but...”
J. Bundy
“Ah, well. It's not like, not like there was an awful lot to read in there that wasn't already directly transcribed from own my personal texts, so.More of just getting everything down in a clean, concise format.”
I. Allman
“Why are you stressed?”
J. Bundy
“Uh... some of it I could tell you and some of it, I couldn't. Uh... I'm definitely not corkscrewing a car off of a hill right now. I know Ted, it's fine boy.It seems like you already know a decent chunk of it in so far as Ms. Byrne side of things are concerned.Being the, uh...heh. At least one of the leading detectives on a case like that isn't exactly easy. Uh... I don't really take it lightly when, even people like Ms. Byrne, or being... threatened by things like that.”
I. Allman
“Yeah, she told me all the ways that she had already been tortured. Which wasn't exactly my cup of tea. Boring. Cut to the chase.”
J. Bundy
“Yeah, the interesting part about torture is that most people don't realize that it contaminates the information that you get. People say damn near anything to get out of it... unless they've had training. Uh...”
I. Allman
“There's ways to build trust.”
J. Bundy
“Yeah, much better ways.”
I. Allman
“How would you obtain information from someone?As Jeffrey, not as... you know, whatever your callsign is.”
J. Bundy
“Uh, 451. Uhm... The same way I am right now, I suppose. You know I'm not working your case as a detective, I'm pretty sure I told you that a very long time ago.”
I. Allman
“Yes, and at the very beginning of this conversation I said you're conflicted.I guess you're a victim of sorts.”
J. Bundy
“Ah, of sorts.”
I. Allman
“So what can you tell me?”
J. Bundy
“Hmm. That there is a super terrorist that's missing, who has a awful lot of really powerful friends who are interested in finding him, through any means possible.Uh... and that, very similar to you, I'm not exactly sure how to describe the way that I feel about that because, uh... On one hand, it's the same f*cker that shot me in the eyeball, but on the other hand, there is a lot that hangs in the balance.”
I. Allman
“You're packing a lot of trauma, aren't you?”
J. Bundy
“Ah, maybe a bit.”
I. Allman
“Yeah, well when you get too close to the fire, you know what happens.”
J. Bundy
“Yeah, your Icarian wings burn off.”
I. Allman
“No, you get burnt.That was my attempt at a joke.”
J. Bundy
*chuckle* “Wasn't, wasn't half bad.”
I. Allman
“Yeah, I thought that card in the heart was much better.”
J. Bundy
“You know what's interesting actually, the um... the detectives that were working that case, they got a little sloppy with things.They forgot to put a subpoena in for the bank records of the business you bought that from.They could have had your identity... I mean if they had put in a week long subpoena to see when you snatched that thing up, they probably could have had your identity... a month into things?Yeah, whoops.”
I. Allman
“Whoops.”
J. Bundy
“Yeah.”
I. Allman
“Why rush things?”
J. Bundy
“Yeah. Alright, I've gotta go, I'm getting in the car with the wife.”
I. Allman
“Goodnight, Jeffrey.”
J. Bundy
“Goodnight, Ida.”
*Phone hangs up*
|-|November 2022=
November 28th, 2022
TBA
|-|December 2022=
December 2nd, 2022
Victim:
Name: Penelope Farthing
Location: Palomino Highlands
Bundy receives a notification that something was placed in his mailbox:Item Left in Bundy's Mailbox
Text Messages:
Ida: I hope you'll receive my message soon. Also, how's the inside of the hospital looking? Your wife seemed confused at the state of it.
Bundy: I did receive it. Sorry. I was a bit preoccupied lying bleeding on the ground.And it's mostly soot and ashes in there at the moment.
Ida: I was just about to sleep. Are you okay?Well, I'm going to sleep but you might receive something in the next few days that you may like.Waiting for your response is getting a little tedious.
Bundy: My apologies, I had to use the restroom and put out fires. Literally. I'm okay. A bit overwhelmed as my wife's workplace burned down and I was just shot by a gangster. But typical day otherwise.
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