GTARPG III: Willsville

[Cobra5]

((For people new to this RPG, check the Info & Ideas thread for a map of Willsville.))

*People screamed and ran, sirens were blaring, the sound of glass shattering, and the gunshots that finished off the cacophony that used to be a fancy italian resteraunt echoed out into the city.*

Four... no, five... in one job

*Some people sit at a desk and get payed for it. Some people sit in front of a computer all day... some play some stupid sport. Some just talk to other poeple for a living. Will dodges bullets and kills people.*

*And that's just what this was. Another dollar. Each corpse was just a checkmark on his resume.*

*He didn't enjoy it. It's not like he delighted in the death of others...*

*He just didn't care. It was just another dollar to him.*

*This mission was a simple hit and run- get the obligitory mobsters at the italian resteraunt and get out before the cops come. It didn't matter if the people saw his face, or if the servailence tapes caught his license plate. He would know if they came looking for him.*

*And the scene died down. They were all dead, the over turned table he was using for cover was full of bullet holes- luckily for him they were only using handguns- and the poeple had stopped screaming. They stopped screaming, but they still waited, frozen in fear, for his next move.*

"Don't nobody call the cops, ok?" *He said mokingly, as if they were kindergarteners. One of them already had, he knew, but it was more for effect. After all, reputation is everything for a hired gun.*

*He left the building, crushing broken glass on the way out. He put his guns back in their holsters under his coat, and hopped on his bike.*

*And he was gone.*

The next day...

*Waking up in his abandoned building again. He was... surrounded by... what appeared to be a boxes. He always wondered who came while he slept and did all the freaky stuff while he was sleeping... the place was never how he left it when he wakes up. And didn't they care that there was a gun-toting psycho sleeping there?*

*He walked over to the gun rack. Not a mission today, so he only got his two STMPs. And of course his knife, but that was always there. He threw on his coat and started walking to the Bullit.*


"Good morning Will!"

"**** you."

"The usual I guess?"
*He looked around at all the familer faces. All people he wish he didn't know.*

[Deimos]

*Somewhere in a rundown hotel at the border of the Willsville slums, Taisho awakens to a hazy sunshine amongst the backdrop of fresh hanging laundry, senior citizens cursing at renegade children, and the scent of trash compactors...*

Sho: "I've been here for a week...and still no leads...where did that old man tell me to again?"

*takes a moment to stretch, and walks over to broken coffee table by the bed, supported by two legs and a stump-lay his most prized possessions next to his motorcycle, which belonged to his father, a pair of guns; a custom made revolver and sawed off double-barrel shotgun...coincidentally, also his father's*

<flashback
Hey no kid o' my brotha' s'gonna go get imself killed- y'hear? no matta' how half-assed he is...go get yer' ass to the Bullet- I ain' no regular...but all sorts a shit goes down there...it's yer' best bet- now git!
end flashback>

damn old bastard...if he weren't my uncle...psh, forget it...gotta find this...Bullet...place...

*Sho goes over snags his black jacket- that held rounds for both his guns- holsters his guns in the same jacket and makes for the door*

thanks old man...

[BugHunter]

*Tanyu ducks past a corner just as a volley of bullets starts rickacheing(sp?) of the other side*

Tanyu: (leaning up against the wall and reloading his pistols) "awww crap..."

*With a deep breath, Tanyu leaps off of the wall, tucks and rolls, and then starts firing backwards as he runs away in the opposite direction. Bullets following as he goes. Apparently a large group of uzi packing Yakuza are right behind him*

Tanyu: (thinking to himself) "How do they always manage to find me....?"

[Coral]

((Its RICOCHETING. Don't make uber 11 year olds talk to you about spelling and grammar, because who will? Your english teacher? She can't, you'll fall asleep!))

*Outside the bullet, Coral started lecturing a motorist on proper driving*

Coral: You will NOT drive on the sidewalk. You WILL however, get me coupons for dunkin' donuts. Is that clear?

Motorist: No.

Coral: What the hell do you mean by 'No'?

*The road raging man pulls out a revolver and aims it at Coral*

Motorist: Yeh money or yeh life!!

*10 seconds later*

Motorist: Whats taken so long?

Coral: Im thinkin'!

Motorist: Wha, man? Cop, yo-

*Coral, in one lightning motion, pulls out his pistol, stuffs it up the man's nose, and fires.*

Coral: I guess I'll be gettin' those donuts, eh?

*He loots the dead man of all belongings, and walks away like nothing happened.*

Man being a cop has its advantages...

[Tassatul]

*Adam Tassulk stands out behind an old office building with a few other men. The wind is blowing stiffly, and Adam's trenchcoat flutters about. Three powerful looking men stand behind him, obviously his grunts*

"I told you not to talk about my business with Titan. To anyone." says Tass.

*The man he is talking to looks a bit frightened, but still defiant*

"Look, I thought it would bring you more business, it no-"

"Be quiet, fool! Had it occured to you that I do not need the help of scum to spread my business? Had it occured to you that not everyone is who they seem? Had it OCCURED to your TINY mind that maybe, just maybe, you were speaking to not an associate, but an undercover government AGENT?!"

*The man stood their, shocked. He had never seen Tass in such a rage. He wasn't sure what Tass would have done to him*

*Fortunantly (sorta), he didnt have to wait long to find out. Tass turns and walks a reasonable distance away. Thinking the meeting is over, the man starts to move. Two of the grunts grab him on either side before he can run. The third, and biggest grunt, cracks his knuckles in anticipation*



*After a few minutes of 'teaching,' as some put it. Tass speaks up*

"Alright boys. Thats enough"

*Tass walks over to the bruised and beaten form on the ground, looks down at the man*

"Perhaps now you shall think a bit before your actions. I'll be in touch"

*The 4 men walk to the white van and get in. They speed off, leaving the man on the ground to his own devices*

[copyKatt]

((everyone is so violent these days! lol. and just FYI, *ahem, will* bullet is spellt with an E not an I. bullet, not bullit. i mean really, they arent even next to eachother on the keyboard! ))

"Well, someone's is in their usual sunny mood."

*Katt yells back tot he kitchen for a second*

"oh right, i heard you got a job yesterday. Its all over the papers, you know. I guess thats one way to get you name around..."

[Cobra5]

((Cass, in the last RPG, we always called it the "Bullit". I know thats not how you spell bullet. That's just what we called it.

And yes, everyone is very violent. Have you ever played GTA? Its a very very violent game... I mean... man... golf clubs and hammers, man...

BTW, i'm interested to see what Tass is planning. (extremly) hostile coperate takeover... perhaps? ;D))

"Anyone who could tell it was me from that article would be looking to hire me, not to arrest me."

"I was working for those bastards just two weeks ago. And they paied pretty well, too. Oh well."

[Deimos]

*Having left the roach motel not too long ago, Sho rode his motorcycle about town searching for the place that his bewildering uncle had suggested he go too if he didn't want to get lost and killed...a bar called the Bullet...*

this city was quite a bit larger than I had thought...hmmm...interesting place

*On his way, Sho kept note of warehouses and large offices that seemed rather conspicuous...and finally, he came up to a homely bar -thirty minutes after leaving the slums- with a sign that simply read 'Bullet'*

heh...it could've been worse I suppose...at least I found the place

*Sho parked his motorcycle out front, and strode into the bar. Sunglasses hid his gaze from view- which came in handy as he scanned it out with his eyes...He then gave a nod to the bartender and found a lone seat to the back*

((I am assuming there's a sign out there...and also, when I pointed out the warehouses and buildings, that was a tip off at possible places you may find Sho later...Tass's corporate HQ or even around Matt's...))

[Tassatul]

((me? plan? huh? I guess ill have to think up some awesome storyline now to satisfy everyone

btw Deimos, what exactly is your character after? Perhaps that could be our first mission?))

*After stopping at Titan to change vehicles and drop of his men, Tass drove over to the Bullet in his Viper*

*He opened the door and made his way to the front of the bar, sitting near Will but not right next to him. You never could be sure what kind of a mood he was in, but usually it was a good idea not to piss him off*

"Ill have a drink, Katt"

[Coral]

Coral, after finishing several smuggling deals, walked into the Bullet. As he walked in he furrowed his brown as if in deep thought, an then looked at Tass.

"Would you happen to be interested in some rather, shall we say, extremely high quality combat weapons and vehicles, Mr. Tassulk?"

[BugHunter]

((ooc: guys, we did call Katt's bar, "The Bullit" last time we played this rpg... And someone get Matt out here, I'm sure he'd love this))

*Tanyu kept running down allies until he was out of breath. At last he finally found himself alone*

Tanyu: (gasping for air) "Heh...I knew.. they couldn't.. keep up with me...."

*After recollecting himself, Tanyu put away his pistols and proceeded to casually walk out of the alley he was in while feeling good about himself*

Tanyu: "Hehehe...stupid Yakuza..." ;D

*But as he turns the corner he finds --- a crap load of Yakuza waiting right in front of him. They have all their guns aiming straight at him... In succession we hear the musical sounds of all these gun locking and loading at the same time. Tanyu stops*

Tanyu: "Ohhhhhh...sh-" (O _ o)...

*Runs away...*


*From The Bullit, you can hear a bunch of guns and machine gun fire and a couple of explosions, but you dont know where or why they're coming from*

;D

[DOOFY]

*[glow=black,2,300]it had been a while since matt had done anything big, he now owned several gas sattions in the town and he know even had a car dealership, however most of the cars sold there were stolen. matt had everything he wanted cool vehicles, nice bussiness and a small gang.[/glow]*

Vroom Vroom Vroom

*[glow=black,2,300]matt reved his engine off Bronco before pealing out of his dealership. he roared down the highway listeneing to the sound of his engine, gunfire, and his favorite song. He drove around town for a a while before parking in front of the Bullit.[/glow]*

(to himself)
man this place is getting crowded.

*[glow=black,2,300]matt walked into the Bullit and sat down at the bar.[/glow]*

Hey cass can i get burger and a pepsi?

[copyKatt]

Katt: "Well, business is just booming to tady for everyone, now isnt it? Its good to see so many familiar faces arounmd here. Hey Val! you hear the orders?"

Val: "Got'em, Katt. they'll be up in a minute."

*Katt makes tow drinks and send them down the bar to who they belong"

Katt: 'Pepsi for Matt and the usual for Adam. so what have you boys been up to lately? Not too much trouble, i hope... but then i guess thats a bit of a no brainer in this town "

[DOOFY]

i've just been up to the usual business of stealing cars.

*[glow=black,2,300]matt notices some new faces in the place, but he doesn't say anything. he just waits for his order.[/glow]*

[Tassatul]

*Tass looked at the person talking to him. He didn't know this cop. He was curious as to how this cop knew him, and how he knew about Adam's ''business" Perhaps a trap?*

"I'm afraid I'm not sure what youre talking about, Sir. Do I know you?" responded Tass cautiously.