"Hey, what's up? Mind if I just sit here?" I point to the chair on the opposite side of the desk.
Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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I turn on the voice changer to leave a message on the Muertos' phone.
"Hey. Remember me? We talked, you killed my man. Now, I may not have been clear enough when I implied that I would fuck this city into the ground if you didn't go along with my plan. That was my fault."
I turn on my plasma torch and start cutting away at one of Woon's arms.
"IS THIS FUCKING CLEAR ENOUGH FOR YOU!?"
I hold the phone up to Woon, and use the plasma torch to burn a hole in his forehead.
"Hey. Remember me? We talked, you killed my man. Now, I may not have been clear enough when I implied that I would fuck this city into the ground if you didn't go along with my plan. That was my fault."
I turn on my plasma torch and start cutting away at one of Woon's arms.
"IS THIS FUCKING CLEAR ENOUGH FOR YOU!?"
I hold the phone up to Woon, and use the plasma torch to burn a hole in his forehead.
"Yes. Please go ahead."
You sit down in the chair across from him. He plays a recording.
[HEADING=2]Elsewhere...[/HEADING]
The man formally known as Xot watches as the ship breaks into Invictus's atmosphere.
"Idiots."
He walks to his vehicle and pops open the trunk. He pulls out what looks like some kind of cannon and hoists it over his shoulder. He tracks the cruiser's descent and pulls the trigger. A bombardment of shock waves break the carrier apart, tearing it into shrapnel.
Parts of the cannon expand, and the pieces are picked up and stored in memory banks.
You wish this were a visual medium.
You sit down in the chair across from him. He plays a recording.
"Are you affiliated with this man?"TrilbyWill said:
[HEADING=2]Elsewhere...[/HEADING]
The man formally known as Xot watches as the ship breaks into Invictus's atmosphere.
"Idiots."
He walks to his vehicle and pops open the trunk. He pulls out what looks like some kind of cannon and hoists it over his shoulder. He tracks the cruiser's descent and pulls the trigger. A bombardment of shock waves break the carrier apart, tearing it into shrapnel.
Parts of the cannon expand, and the pieces are picked up and stored in memory banks.
You wish this were a visual medium.
"No. But he's ruining everyone that got us where we are. He's more than a liability. He's a dangerous man."
He puts his feet down and leans over the desk.
"We know you're friends with the wise guys, that's what led you here. I want to give you a job."
He puts his feet down and leans over the desk.
"We know you're friends with the wise guys, that's what led you here. I want to give you a job."
"Kill him. Intimidate him. Whatever it takes to get him out of this town."
He leans back in his chair.
"We know your deal with the precinct. You've already got our man. You can leave anytime you want. But you're wanted. Invictus is the only place you can hide, and I'll bet you aren't planning on sitting out the rest of your life on a plantation. Do this for us, we'll keep you covered."
He leans back in his chair.
"We know your deal with the precinct. You've already got our man. You can leave anytime you want. But you're wanted. Invictus is the only place you can hide, and I'll bet you aren't planning on sitting out the rest of your life on a plantation. Do this for us, we'll keep you covered."
I walk up to the front desk of the police station.
"Hello. I'm working with Saltarius Crane on the Los Muertos Trío job. Is he here, by any chance?"
"Hello. I'm working with Saltarius Crane on the Los Muertos Trío job. Is he here, by any chance?"
I go down the elevator and out into the streets. I phone Trilby.
"Hey dude, I've sorted everything. Meet me at Starge Street."
"Hey dude, I've sorted everything. Meet me at Starge Street."
I answer the phone.
"No, sorry, I can't. I thought I would try and help out with Rojas. Get him to give us a way in with the others. Incidentally, which one of you morons placed a tracer in Paddy's drugs when we could have just tracked Paddy's phone?"
"No, sorry, I can't. I thought I would try and help out with Rojas. Get him to give us a way in with the others. Incidentally, which one of you morons placed a tracer in Paddy's drugs when we could have just tracked Paddy's phone?"
[small]"Oi. Psst. Gringo."[/small]Paddy the Second said:
"Ah Jesus, who let him back in?"TrilbyWill said:
[small]"Don't look at me, I'm still cleaning the blood off the walls!"[/small]
"He's in the back by the cells. His partner is trying to get a confession from Rojas."
I move the phone from my mouth. "That's why I'm here, actually. Thought I could help get the confession. I can be incredibly persuasive. I'll help clean my blood up, too, once I'm done."
I move the phone back.
"The police station."
I move the phone back.
"The police station."