[Jillian's been here two days and has seen enough supernatural phenomena to throw the book at naysayers -
- if the loudest one hadn't been thrown out of a window. ...What a tragedy...? She's started poking around, in the loop enough to know the basics, and currently she's walking with a headphone looking device on her head and a sort of microphone thing in her hand. All while wearing yellow tinted glasses, waders with black boots and a rainbow belt, and a checkered black and white shirt. She's a fashion statement all on her own.
When she sees someone casually walking by, she reaches out, snapping her fingers to get their attention.]
Hey you, handsome. Come hold this doo-daddy right here for me, will you?
[She's talking through a pencil being held between her teeth, then nods toward herself.]
Hello, network
[When the video begins, it's clear this woman has set up some kind of lab, and her first words are said with complete excitement as she slams her hand down on the table, making the tripod her phone is in jump a little, and she quickly moves to fix it.]
Sorry, sooooo-ry. But do you know what's happened here? What I've...[She stops to laugh, just, totally gleeful]. Murder! So much murder! But people come back. When you die though, there's an essence. An aura, if you will. Beautiful remains even though, hello, hi, some of you watching may have met said fate at one time or another.
[She waves just a little, her fingers joyful in their movement.]
There's potential here, folks, is what I'm saying. Hi, there. Jillian Holtzmann. Scientist. Physicist. More recently, and I'm sure making my mother the most proud, Ghostbuster. Buster. Of ghosts. And what I'm saying, my friends, is that this entire area has enough energy to bring back all the dead of New York City.
Trust me on this one.
[She stops to chug a white liquid out of a clear cup, stops with her mouth completely full, looks down at the cup, then swallows forcefully.]
That...was not what I expected.
In any case, should we ever get a pile of dead bodies here....[She laughs, loudly, clapping her hands together.]
We'll be totally screwed by ghosts. Have a great day!
Jillian Holtzmann | Ghostbusters
[Jillian's been here two days and has seen enough supernatural phenomena to throw the book at naysayers -
- if the loudest one hadn't been thrown out of a window. ...What a tragedy...? She's started poking around, in the loop enough to know the basics, and currently she's walking with a headphone looking device on her head and a sort of microphone thing in her hand. All while wearing yellow tinted glasses, waders with black boots and a rainbow belt, and a checkered black and white shirt. She's a fashion statement all on her own.
When she sees someone casually walking by, she reaches out, snapping her fingers to get their attention.]
Hey you, handsome. Come hold this doo-daddy right here for me, will you?
[She's talking through a pencil being held between her teeth, then nods toward herself.]
Hello, network
[When the video begins, it's clear this woman has set up some kind of lab, and her first words are said with complete excitement as she slams her hand down on the table, making the tripod her phone is in jump a little, and she quickly moves to fix it.]
Sorry, sooooo-ry. But do you know what's happened here? What I've...[She stops to laugh, just, totally gleeful]. Murder! So much murder! But people come back. When you die though, there's an essence. An aura, if you will. Beautiful remains even though, hello, hi, some of you watching may have met said fate at one time or another.
[She waves just a little, her fingers joyful in their movement.]
There's potential here, folks, is what I'm saying. Hi, there. Jillian Holtzmann. Scientist. Physicist. More recently, and I'm sure making my mother the most proud, Ghostbuster. Buster. Of ghosts. And what I'm saying, my friends, is that this entire area has enough energy to bring back all the dead of New York City.
Trust me on this one.
[She stops to chug a white liquid out of a clear cup, stops with her mouth completely full, looks down at the cup, then swallows forcefully.]
That...was not what I expected.
In any case, should we ever get a pile of dead bodies here....[She laughs, loudly, clapping her hands together.]
We'll be totally screwed by ghosts. Have a great day!