Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[RaNDM G]

You turn on your phone and call your boss. He asks why the Hell your phone was off. You tell him about the case but he doesn't want to hear it. He tells you the cops are on their way. You need to pack up and head out of town.

You mutter something and hang up.

"I am sorry folks, I'm afraid we'll have to cut this short. Megrel police have caught wind of tonight's showing. I regretfully ask that you take your winnings and leave. Again, we have been compromised. Leave. Now-"

A bullet crashes through the skylight and smacks into your shoulder. You fall, banging your head on the hardwood floor.

The man in black hears the shot. He elbows Trilby in the jaw, then grabs him by the collar and shoves him to the wall. He walks to an elevator.

Police SWAT units rappel from an airship, crashing through the glass skylight. The made men already have their weapons drawn and open fire before they touch ground.

You are concussed, struggling to find your bearings.

Another strike team has landed, this time touching base and cutting down the mobsters.

You hear a car revving its engine.

 

[Saltarius]

I stand up, raising my hands.

"How can you run from the police..."

I pull my revolver on the nearest bidder.

"When they're already here?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I run back into the auction hall.
"STAY CALM! I'll get y'all outta here safe and sound."
I shoot the dart into Salt's side, then run onto the stage to check on Sage.

 

[Saltarius]

I dodge, firing at Trilby.

"Never should've let you back in."

 

[CRAVE CASE 55]

Spoiler: OCC

So would it be weird if i made a very late reentrace into the game? My last post was like 10 pages in. and I think i was one of the original members of this round.

 

[RaNDM G]

"Oh fuck."

That shot did a number on your shoulder. The bullet left a massive bruise, but your plot armor kept it from tearing your arm off.

You get on your knees.

Wheels skid on concrete.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I dive into a row of seats for cover.
"WHAT? You pulled your gun first! I was trying to get us out. Now, I'm going to put the safety on my gun. Don't. Fucking. Shoot me."
I flick a switch on the Gauss rifle and the battery pack slides out of its slot, cutting off the power to the gun.

"I'm going to go on stage and help Sage."
I stand up and slowly approach the auctioneer.

 

[Knife-28]

Knife goes down to the stage to help Trilby while I take pot shots at the police with the security guards pistol, drawing their attention towards me.

 

[RaNDM G]

[small]*VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!*[/small]

The roar of the engine fades. For a moment you hear blissful silence.

You close your eyes and wait for the release of death.

A car crashes through the wall. It skids and turns as it lands, the driver's side facing you. He draws a revolver and fires at the crowd through the passenger window. You hear the doors unlock.

"GET IN! NOW!"

You roll over the edge of the stage and stumble toward the car, diving into the backseat.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"What the fuck is going on here!? Whose side am I even on?"

 

[RaNDM G]

I shout at Trilby.

"Come on Tril! You leaving or staying?"

 

[Knife-28]

Knife jumps in the backseat of the car and slams the door shut behind him. "So, where we going this evening gents?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I flip a coin.
"Yeah, I'm coming."
I run around to the passenger side of the car and climb in.
Once my seatbelt is fastened, I look over at the driver.
"Thanks, mysterious car person."

 

[RaNDM G]

"Anywhere but here."

I floor it, tires skidding in place as I rev up the car. I shift to top gear, gunning through the crowd and over the balcony.

[HEADING=1]Act 7: Act 3: The Heist[/HEADING]

The Mercedes crashes wheels down on the freeway, lurching as it lands. I drop down to fourth and coast the speed limit.

I glance at the rear view mirror.

"How you doing back there?"

 

[Knife-28]

"Fine, no cuts, nothing broken, how about you Tril's?" Knife asks.

I swear as I watch the car speed off then grab Salt, then and try to lose the police in the alleyways near the auction house.

 

[Saltarius]

"Knife. We are the police. We could've stayed and helped. Then again, we have to interrogate the auction guy."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"I don't seem to have any new holes. So, all in all, not too bad."

 

[Knife-28]

"No, you, were the police, on a different planet." I say. "I don't think you'll be treated any differently from anyone else they rounded up there."

 

[Saltarius]

"I still am, actually."

 

[MinimanZombie]

I phone Salt from backstage.
"So, there's a ton of SWAT here. What the fuck did you do?"