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Post by copyKatt on Jun 12, 2003 16:18:47 GMT -5
Regular: hey katt, my cups empty!
Katt: coming up...
Just another day on the job, another day at the Bullet. Its a pretty small place, it had everthing it needed, but that was about it. the customers didnt seems to mind much, they actully seemed to like the simplicity of the place. a bar, a couple booths and tables, a larger dining room in the back, a tv and a couple of regulars to fill it with.*
Regular: hey, you know i like no ice. your not yourself today, you okay?
Katt: yea, fine...
another regular walks into the swinging doors of the entrance
"tsch, people in this city... honestly... can never keep their hands to them selves. You know Katt, theres some guy right out front who seems pretty intrested in some of the cars in your parking lot."
Katt: well maybe he owns one of them, most people do have cars.
*but then she remembers... she didnt lock her car... one of the most expensive things she owns...
Katt: crap... Val? cover for me real quick! i gotta do something!
she dashes outside to where her car is parked, and sees a man looking very "closely" at her car... of all the days... all the cars in the parking lot... it had to be hers....
Katt: h-hey! you there, what're you doing to my car!
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Post by DOOFY on Jun 12, 2003 16:23:20 GMT -5
*Matt looks up at the bartender, and sees shes very angry*
Um nothing, i'm just looking at this nice car.
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Post by Tassatul on Jun 12, 2003 16:30:49 GMT -5
*Meanwhile, Tass sits in the bar with a drink in his hand, waiting for his contact to show up*
Gotta be real smooth today, Tass. Real big deal going down. . .
*Head of Titan, Inc's black market sector which few know about, Tass handles some jobs on his own. Like this one. _____ is a important customer of Tass's, and hates to be let down*
He must want something real special, to ask for me in person. . .
*He sip[s his drink and continues to wait*
((If somebody wants to be my contact, play along, if not, ill make a NPC))
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Post by copyKatt on Jun 12, 2003 16:31:03 GMT -5
Katt: just looking? r-right... well... then why is there a pick in the lock slot?
((your in the Bullet, right Tass?))
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Post by DOOFY on Jun 12, 2003 16:33:23 GMT -5
well i don't know, its your car isn't it you tell me why its there.
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Post by Cobra5 on Jun 12, 2003 16:37:29 GMT -5
A few hours ago...
*A man steadys the sights on his rifle. He's trembling. He's sweating, too. He can taste it.*
"Common... get out of there..."
*He puts his eye to the scope. 15x power. He adjusts the ranging for 0m. The door is only about 100 feet away. He snaps a branch in front of him because it might obstruct his veiw. Then he puts hi eye back to the scope... and waits.*
*It isn't long. Or at least, it dosn't seem that way. But for him, anticipation always speeds things up. Two men, both in all black, open the door. Four more dressed in the same thing come out. He knows not to shoot. Just body guards*
"Here it comes..."
*Then two men come out holding a box. A box that he already knows whats inside. A bomb. A bomb that is destined for his employer's boat...*
*He grins a little. He likes fireworks.*
*...Well... it was destined for his employers boat.*
* * *
*After colecting payment, Will heads home and drops off his rifle, then he decides to eat. He's practically rich now so maybe a little trip to some resaraunt. Nah... he better eat cheap... those explosive rounds he used to detonate the bomb are expensive. He goes outside and walks down the street to the bullet... a bar a few houses down from his hideout.*
*He walks up and sees two people fighting over some car. Stupid people... who would fight over cars? He walks inside through the swinging, cowboy style doors.*
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Post by copyKatt on Jun 12, 2003 16:38:06 GMT -5
Katt: what! are you saying i was trying to pick the lock to my own car? erg...
Katt walks up to the doors of the car and opens it
Katt: it was open anyway...
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Post by DOOFY on Jun 12, 2003 16:42:29 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300]matt doesn't know what to do[/glow]
ok i admit i was thinking about stealing it, but i would actually do it, so theres no damage to it so you don't need to call the police or anything, so i'm matt and you are?
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Post by BugHunter on Jun 12, 2003 16:48:39 GMT -5
*a guy in a black trenchcoat named Tanyu is hovering over an empty glass with an egg at the bar in The Bullet. He looks bombed*((ooc: Hmm, i smell dejavu, lol . I guess I'll be participating in this rpg, but I'm really really wingin it right now since i didn't discuss anything in the ideas thread))
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Post by copyKatt on Jun 12, 2003 16:49:51 GMT -5
*she looks at Matt with a blank stare...*
Wait... you try to steal my car... admit to it... and want to be my new best freind? whats with you? err... everyone calls me Katt... i guess you can too...
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Post by DOOFY on Jun 12, 2003 16:52:39 GMT -5
hey nice to meet you, i'm farely new to willsville and i could use some friends. so you serve food here right.
*[glow=black,2,300]matt goes inside the bullit, sits down at the bar and orders a burger and fries.[/glow]*
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Post by Cobra5 on Jun 12, 2003 16:56:04 GMT -5
*Will sees everyone around him... so pathetic. TYheir lives are so pointless... look at them. Nothing better to do then get drunk at a bar. Like anyone here has ever acomplished anything... So unproductive...*
*He shakes his head and snaps out of his own paranoid delisuions. The doctor told him to try and catch himself whenever he starts thinking stuff like that. Stupid doctor... he dosn't know what he's talking about.*
"Oh well... whatever. I need to find another job..."
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Post by DOOFY on Jun 12, 2003 16:58:14 GMT -5
*[glow=black,2,300]matt waits for his burger and fries and then he notices the suspicious looking guy in the bullit[/glow]* I wonder who he is?
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Post by Cobra5 on Jun 12, 2003 17:00:14 GMT -5
*Will notices some guy staring at him* "What do you want..." Will sounds mad.
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Post by DOOFY on Jun 12, 2003 17:01:22 GMT -5
wow, easy buddy i don't want no trouble, i was just wondering who you were.
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