whatwolverines: (Bitch please. >:T)
[Acting like Chief of Police mixed with everything that would make someone say, "No shit, Sherlock!", Griffin stalks around, a pair of pliers in one hand and a notepad in the other, a pen hiding somewhere in his hair. Hanging over one shoulder is a messenger back, with who-knows-what inside.

While the murders only effected the one neighbor he might have exchanged ten words with in his lifetime, and another pseudo-Midwesterner, it's been enough to make Griffin feel a little on edge. Or, at least enough to want to do a little investigating of his own. Currently, he's kneeling on a huge oriental rug, ass high in the air and chest to the ground as he investigates a few threads on the rug.

Huh. Blood...? Or, ketchup.

[Wouldn't you know it? He sticks his finger in it and tastes it, frowning.]

Damnit, i's ketchup.
whatwolverines: (Hnf. So what. >_>)
[Few things in life make Griffin truly upset. Economic problems and Ohio, mainly. Today, one of those problems seems to have taken a new step in making him extremely upset, as with recent football announcements. Now, Griffin loves football a lot, and even his calendar has a countdown to opening day (same with hockey, and you're going down, Anaheim) with a cute little blue and gold 'M' on opening day's date. And for a long while, he was waiting for the news of when 'The Game' was going to be, being the infamous one day event where Ohio State and University of Michigan faced off and determined 364 days of either misery or happiness.

And then he got the news.

Like receiving news that a relative has died, Griffin is curled up on his couch (which somehow moved from one side of his living room to the other, but he doesn't care) and pissing and moaning like the world is going to end. It pretty much is, for him anyway. So what's this god-awful news? Well, thanks to some terrible decisions regarding football divisions...

Michigan and Ohio are playing two games.

That's two instances of fans nearly killing each other and people peeing in gas tanks and vandalism and two chances at being miserable for a year. Even the U of M-MSU rivalry hardly compares to U of M-OSU. This is a tragedy.

And so he sits, crying and raging in the midst of a temper tantrum. Any other decent year, he would probably be excited but he's had a losing streak to OSU lately, so this is devastating.
whatwolverines: (You have GOT to be kidding me. >:<)
[Griffin is used to having his place in the news, but usually it's for being used as an economic example. Once again, he's being made into an example, but not in the usual way. In fact, this time, it goes beyond the economy and into something much more sinister. This happened just yesterday and has escalated today once charges were pressed. The man is being treated in the University of Michigan hospital, even.

Griffin is beside himself, seeing as how a good portion of Christmas was ruined for him by this. He's not exactly a wreck, or feeling sick, but he's shaky and really unsure of what's going to happen next. After all, he has the largest Arabic population in the US just north of the airport and things are bound to get fired up around there.

Thus, he's in his room, pacing nervously and awaiting any news from the hospital or news stations or anything.

[ooc: Yeah, this went down yesterday and it's like a storm over here. I live about fifteen minutes away from the airport and this all happened not even two hours after I picked my brother up from there. Plus, the guy is hospitalized where my mom works. Needless to say, the state is just like, "Whatthehelljusthappened? :|" about this whole thing.]


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