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Post by PhantomZero on Sept 8, 2006 4:44:55 GMT -6
(OOC: Yayz, this is PZ and Birdie's special RP by the way.)
Cecil spotted a gang getting closer to the hideout. "Damn... I've gotta fight these stupid thugs again..." He sighed in fustration. "Wonder which gang this is...."
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Post by birdie on Sept 8, 2006 15:49:33 GMT -6
Jet kept her eyes ahead of her as she approached the hideout, her destination. She sighed heavily and thought angrily to herself. 'Recruiting?! Who ever heard of a gang RECRUTING?! I know, I know...we're dropping like flys to other gangs, but we're still one of the most feared and we have a reputation to keep. Joinees come to us, NOT US TO THEM!! Jet sighed again and her black hair fell in front of her eyes, hiding them from view. The one they were trying to recruit was a supposed 'Savior' or 'Guardian' of sorts, but either way, Jet didn't want anything to do with him unless he was asking her for membership.
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Post by PhantomZero on Sept 8, 2006 16:23:05 GMT -6
Cecil sprang the first trap, a volley of stones flew over and hit the incoming gang.
"That should be good." He said has he readied his weapon. He also felt uncomfortable, having the fight close to the hideout...
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Post by sakura on Sept 8, 2006 16:48:22 GMT -6
Kira sat at the top of some boxes in her gangs hideout. Men sat around her. Majority of them were playing poker or some other card game. "Ms. Kira!" A young man ran in. Kira looked at him. "What is it?" "Boss wants to see you!" her reported. He jumped down from the boxes and landed on her feet. She went over to the young man and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.. "Does he now...?" He man blushed and looked away. "Y-yes, ma'am!" he said. "I'd better go then." She let go of him and went to the other men. "Be good while I'm gone, okay boys?" she walked out the room.
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Post by birdie on Sept 8, 2006 16:56:07 GMT -6
Jet groaned as a stone narrowly missed her face and her company started yelling and dodging the stones. She kept pressing forward, now annoyed with whatever guardian was distubing her already foul mood.
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Post by PhantomZero on Sept 8, 2006 17:18:11 GMT -6
Cecil scoffed. They had dodged the stones fairly well. "Let's see how they deal with this..." Cecil put on his goggles and flipped the second trap. the sandbags that he created were thrown over the top of the hideout, broke when it hit the ground and spread Sand everywhere. And it was quite windy, and thus a sandstorm.
"It might not work though..." He wondered.
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Post by sakura on Sept 9, 2006 10:31:07 GMT -6
"Kira...." said a mysterious figure in the shadows. "Yes, father?" Kira said. "Our rival gang is mobile. Take a group and stake them out." "Yes, father." Kira said and walked out with a smirk on her face.
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Post by Jakey on Sept 9, 2006 13:06:26 GMT -6
There was a small explosion from downtown. not large enough to make a differrence, but the people in the area around - of which there were none - would have heard it.
A rusty garage door yearned open, and black sooty dust came rolling out like water.
Then, after a moments silence, out walked a man, dressed in a white labcoat, now black with soot, glasses and hair that looked live it had been electrocuted.
The man shook his head, and raised his arms above his head, holding some strange looking metal contraption.
"I HAVE DONE IT!!!" shouted the man, as he held in latest invention up with pride to the nonexisting audience that so desperately called out for, in some hope that there would be a stranger passing by.
"...Karl Enderson, you have blown it again... well, at least you have this dont you!"
said Karl to himself enthusiasticaly, flicking a switch on his contraption and it whirred and buzzed and hummed. Eventually, a charging sound was heard. Karl pressed another putton, and a ball of plasma shot out. It only managed to go about 200m into the air before it disapated.
"...Well, now that I know it works, time to get more fuel, and refine it!"
Karl went back into his garage, put on his overcoat, and ladened himself with so many knives that one would think he was a murderer.
But this was normal for Karl. The backstreets where he shopped sometimes had gang members, or even vicious civilians roaming them, and he needed to protect himself.
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Post by birdie on Sept 9, 2006 17:36:26 GMT -6
Jet growled again when the sand picked up and some of the men behind her faultered. They stopped and squinted up at their leader for an order. Jet, of course, pressed onward, already pissed by the efforts that this so-called Guardian. She finally came within ten feet of the hideout and saw Cecil. "You there!" she yelled at the man. "We're looking for whoever lives here, not a goddamn Sahara sandstorm reenactment!!"
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Post by PhantomZero on Sept 9, 2006 18:58:29 GMT -6
Cecil swore that she saw him. He had no choice but to fight. He leaped out of his hiding spot and dashed at them whith his steel staff. "I'm sorry, but for our survival, you must die!"
He began to leap throughout the group, safely delivering blows from his feet and staff.
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Post by birdie on Sept 9, 2006 21:15:39 GMT -6
The men following Jet tried to fight back, pulling out weapons of their own such as daggers and pipes. Jet rolled her eyes and prepared to yell again.
"AGH! We Just want to see the guy who lives here for cryin' out loud!!! Surprisingly, we're not trying to attack anyone, so will you please cut the crap and let us see him?!"
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Post by PhantomZero on Sept 9, 2006 21:28:27 GMT -6
As her gang stopped fighting, he leaped back and got in a defensive position. "You're looking at him. And what does a Gang want with us...?"
He smirked to himself. Since when were Gang leaders attractive...?
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Post by birdie on Sept 9, 2006 21:40:43 GMT -6
Jet crossed her arms and shifted her weight to one foot. "We want you to join us." she said simply, still a bit flustered, "We're getting killed left and right and we need another useful member. We heard you were quite worth the effort, and I certainly hope so because after that I'm just about ready to shoot someone; most likely you." she said dully.
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Post by PhantomZero on Sept 9, 2006 21:47:46 GMT -6
Cecil didn't move. "And what's in it for us if I join you? Would you live amongst us and help protect the innocents here?"
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Post by birdie on Sept 9, 2006 21:54:31 GMT -6
Jet blinked. Innocents? Protect? Definitely not terms that registered well with a hardened gang leader. On the other hand, he was skilled and probably well worth the fuss.
"Protect them from what?"
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