@Mr Allen J
I was working on that collaboration post, I should be able to get Margot out tomorrow as well
I was working on that collaboration post, I should be able to get Margot out tomorrow as well
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9 yrs ago
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I guess it is safe to say that this RP is dead? Pity...
Oh man, I liked that history backstory thing a lot. Caught my interest here.
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@Mr Allen J
Margot flinched as the other woman broke her cuffs like a stale cracker, bit of metal flying everywhere. She sighed and took off her hat, running her fingers through her hair. "I don't mind being called 'Blue', but I don't intend on sticking around to explain to the cops where you went." She pulled out a bobby pin. “The most pressing issue for me right now, if we escape, is getting my weapons back. I can’t fight without them.” Her cuffs popped off and she placed them beside her on the bench. “Not all of us have fists of steel, after all.” Rubbing her wrists and stretching out a little, she added, “If you can help me get those back before running off, I’d be grateful.”
She quieted down as she heard some hurried footsteps walking by. “Lieutenant Mendoza, look at this. It’s a bounty listing. Looks like O Massacre de soldados have an open bounty on fighters. No wonder we’re so busy tonight.”
The footsteps stopped. “Hrm, then I guess we have a couple of Nomads on our hands. The commissioner’s going to throw a fit when he learns that a hotel’s been hit because of this damned tournament.” Mendoza growled in frustration. “Thanks for bringing this to my attention. You can go now.”
“Yessir!”
The other officer walked away, footsteps being lost to the din outside. However, Margot could hear a phone being dialed just outside of the truck. After a few seconds Mendoza started up again. “Hello, Chief Cardoso? This is Lt. Mendoza. We’re still wrapping up at the Costa Hotel… No sir, no tourists were hurt; it appears to have been a hit. The Massacre de soldados put out an open bounty on Nomads, and there were some staying at the hotel… Yes sir, we got both the hit-men and the Nomads in custody. Just two of them so far… Of course sir, I’ll make sure they won’t cause trouble again.”
There was another beep as the phone call was dropped. Mendoza muttered as he entered another number, “’Throw the book them’? Fuck that noise I’m getting paid for this. I’ll just say they broke free mid-transit.” After another pause, Mendoza spoke again. “Nevaja? Yeah, it’s me. I got a couple of those Nomads you guys are looking for in a paddy wagon right now. Still alive, I can deliver them to you tonight… Really? That’s great, I’ll head over as soon as I can. Just need to find the keys.” With a chuckle, Mendoza walked off. “Hey, you know where Hector is?”
Margot gave Brooke a confused look, and pointed in Mendoza’s general direction. “Did you hear that? What the fuck was that? I suddenly feel a lot better about breaking out now. Hopefully the rest of them are less corrupt and stupid.” She walked over to the back of the van and examined the lock. “I can probably pick this and get us out quietly, but we’re on the clock before Mendoza comes back.”
@Ariamis I, uh, might have been out of the loop here. Are we all moving to titanpad?
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@Witch Cat
To his credit, Buck was able to detect the shift in her tone and tried to change the suspect. He grinned as he took the stairs to what he liked to call 'The Archives', the one place in the building where an agent or other employee of the Syndicate could acess the secure databases, assuming they had the clearance. The exact extent of the security went way beyond his understanding (and clearance), but he had no doubt that the place was protected by the some of the best security the Syndicate could afford. "Well, I'm sure that if we do get a sample of the stuff tomorrow you'd be one of better choices to look at it. I can think of a few things off the top of my head that would turn 'punks into monsters' but those are all known. Meth, Crack, Bath Salts, those sort of things. I'm sure you can think of a bunch of , magical potions and stuff yourself."
To his credit, Buck was able to detect the shift in her tone and tried to change the suspect. He grinned as he took the stairs to what he liked to call 'The Archives', the one place in the building where an agent or other employee of the Syndicate could acess the secure databases, assuming they had the clearance. The exact extent of the security went way beyond his understanding (and clearance), but he had no doubt that the place was protected by the some of the best security the Syndicate could afford. "Well, I'm sure that if we do get a sample of the stuff tomorrow you'd be one of better choices to look at it. I can think of a few things off the top of my head that would turn 'punks into monsters' but those are all known. Meth, Crack, Bath Salts, those sort of things. I'm sure you can think of a bunch of , magical potions and stuff yourself."
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Margot finished the sentence for Brooke with a grin."Still be in a prison with a bunch of people you helped beat up?" She chuckled, doffing her hat. "I'm Margot, by the way. Might know me better as 'Renard Bleu'. I doubt that we will be tied up for long. The police are going to need the cells to deal with all the arrests they'll make tonight, and we are pretty low on the list. Offer us bail, if anything. Breaking out now would just antagonize them, get them on our case until we left."
She scratched her chin as they heard the sounds more and more prisoners being loaded into nearby vans, along of the moans of a few being loaded into ambulances. "Then again, they might want to make an example of us. Throw the book at us. Hopefully you didn't break any actual laws in there?" The serious look she gave the other fighter lasted all of five seconds before she smiled again. "As if. Those guys came up to my room and tried to trick me into letting them in. I'm sure that if the police corrupt enough to make up fake charges against us, they are corrupt enough for us to bribe." Shrugging and holding up her cuffed hands, she added "But for now, it's probably best to wait. Though you seem like a nice enough cellmate if it does come to that."
@Mr Allen J
Yeah,the Orange Box was the first FPS I ever had on the PC.
@Ariamis TF2, Meet the Soldier. The sad part is that I didnt get the "That's why its called a Zoo" bit for literally years
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