"WE'RE STANDING A FOOT AWAY FROM HIM DIPSHIT! I kick Trilby in the nuts and push him down the stairs. I pick up Muerto and strap him down to his desk. I then lock the door leading to the stairs.
[Goodnight]
[Goodnight]
Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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I slit my throat and respawn next to Zombie.
"Last time, he pulled a gun and shot us, when we were looking at him. Now, can we start asking QUESTIONS?"
"Last time, he pulled a gun and shot us, when we were looking at him. Now, can we start asking QUESTIONS?"
I look down at Muerto.
"Night night."
I hold a hand over his mouth and nose until he falls unconscious.
OOC: Night.
"Night night."
I hold a hand over his mouth and nose until he falls unconscious.
OOC: Night.
He coughs and wakes up. He looks around.
"What the Hell?"
Everyone is asleep. Just lying down on the floor.
He pulls his arms out of the restraints and unties himself. He carefully steps over the bodies and finds the stationary in the desk. He writes a note and stuffs it in Zombie's pocket. He takes the elevator down and leaves.
Hours pass. Dawn creeps out over the horizon. Barstow is quiet this time of day, a far cry from the hustle and bustle of the city. The man walks up to a payphone.
"Boss man, it's me."
"You got their attention?"
"Yeah. You make it out of town?"
"I'm on the first flight out."
"You think the boys can handle what's coming?"
"They'll get through it. They always have."
"Yeah... It's been a pleasure, Sir."
"Yes it has. Be safe."
The man hangs up and walks back to his car. He drives South, down into the mountains.
The detective dials the precinct.
"Code is white. Prep inmates for transfer to Precinct 4."
He rests the phone on the receiver.
Attention passengers, this is your captain speaking. Welcome to United Airlines Cruiser 11-10 flight to Megrol. Skies are clear and we are ready for dustoff. We ask that you buckle your seatbelts and turn off all electronic devices at this time. Please remain seated during takeoff. If you must get up, use the callsign on the console in front of you and an attendant will assist you. Thank you for choosing United Airlines. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight.
The cruiser takes off and leaves the city.
[HEADING=1]Act 6: Act 3: Webs[/HEADING]
"What the Hell?"
Everyone is asleep. Just lying down on the floor.
He pulls his arms out of the restraints and unties himself. He carefully steps over the bodies and finds the stationary in the desk. He writes a note and stuffs it in Zombie's pocket. He takes the elevator down and leaves.
Hours pass. Dawn creeps out over the horizon. Barstow is quiet this time of day, a far cry from the hustle and bustle of the city. The man walks up to a payphone.
"Boss man, it's me."
"You got their attention?"
"Yeah. You make it out of town?"
"I'm on the first flight out."
"You think the boys can handle what's coming?"
"They'll get through it. They always have."
"Yeah... It's been a pleasure, Sir."
"Yes it has. Be safe."
The man hangs up and walks back to his car. He drives South, down into the mountains.
The detective dials the precinct.
"Code is white. Prep inmates for transfer to Precinct 4."
He rests the phone on the receiver.
Attention passengers, this is your captain speaking. Welcome to United Airlines Cruiser 11-10 flight to Megrol. Skies are clear and we are ready for dustoff. We ask that you buckle your seatbelts and turn off all electronic devices at this time. Please remain seated during takeoff. If you must get up, use the callsign on the console in front of you and an attendant will assist you. Thank you for choosing United Airlines. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight.
The cruiser takes off and leaves the city.
[HEADING=1]Act 6: Act 3: Webs[/HEADING]
We're starting the final chapter of this act. It's going to get crazy. /ironic foreshadowing
Zombie is new GM. His word is law.
Zombie is new GM. His word is law.
I wake up. I feel something in my pocket, and pull it out.
"What the..." I notice the rest are asleep. I add something to the note, before heading out.
I then go down to the ground floor, and head over to Reichs. When I arrive, I sit in the bushes. The time, is currently 5:47.
[HEADING=3]13 Minutes later[/HEADING]
The shop opens. Ten minutes later, 2 men show up. One in a blue mask, the other in a white mask. They both enter the shop. 5 minutes after, a green masked man appears, but does not enter. He instead, stands by the door. I send a text to Paddy, Trilby and Sigma, hoping it'll wake one of them up.
Reich's. Handoff at six. Be there.
Reich's. Handoff at six. Be there.
Hey guys, just found this in my pocket. Heading out to do a stakeout now. Meet me there as soon as you can-Zombie
Hey guys, just found this in my pocket. Heading out to do a stakeout now. Meet me there as soon as you can-Zombie
[HEADING=3]13 Minutes later[/HEADING]
The shop opens. Ten minutes later, 2 men show up. One in a blue mask, the other in a white mask. They both enter the shop. 5 minutes after, a green masked man appears, but does not enter. He instead, stands by the door. I send a text to Paddy, Trilby and Sigma, hoping it'll wake one of them up.
I wake up and realise Muerto is free. "That treacherous bast-"
The sound of my phone cuts me off. I read the text, then the note.
"Fine."
I pack up my gear, call the lift, and take it down to the ground floor, where I wait for the others.
The sound of my phone cuts me off. I read the text, then the note.
"Fine."
I pack up my gear, call the lift, and take it down to the ground floor, where I wait for the others.
"Well, Zombie started working for the Trío as a hitman or something, then we captured Muerto and were going to interrogate him when Zombie locked us out of the room because we might 'hurt him' or something, then Muerto escaped and now we need to go back to Reich's for some reason, despite it being mostly blown-up. Which was Sigma's fault." I say. "Also, Paddy killed Rojas and Woon's a cop or something."
I look at Knife's cane.
"Something happen to your leg?"
I look at Knife's cane.
"Something happen to your leg?"
"Two guys have walked in, and the other one is standing by the door. They looked like Muertos, but I can't be sure. But considering one of them nearly took you, Paddy and Trilby out at the same time, I don't want attack them just yet."
"Okay. Uh... Everything is fine and dandy, Salt. No problems. We certainly didn't let one of the Trío go. Nor did we find out that Rojas is going to respawn. Knife has full use of both his legs, Zombie is 100% loyal and I'm not jonesing for blood. No sir. And, my chauffeur is bringing my flying pig around for a mid-morning jaunt around the city."
You see the green masked man doing something on his iPhone. He pockets it, and takes a sip of his coffee.
I pull out another phone and answer it.
"In the Trío's office building, with Knife. Where's our friend from last night?"
"In the Trío's office building, with Knife. Where's our friend from last night?"