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| Tweet Topic Started: Saturday Dec 3 2005, 11:14 PM (2,730 Views) | |
| Neo | Saturday Dec 3 2005, 11:14 PM Post #1 |
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What if time suddenly moved backwards and society was transformed into what it was one hundred years ago? this is what has happened in the year 2040. one thousand years ago mobs ruled the nightlife and one had to be careful what was said for fear of being gunned down. Spats and pinstripe hats marked those to avoid, and the police were particulary brutal to law offenders. these things are the same in this new erra. however, there are a few things that are different. The prohibition of the 20's has been put back into effect. the government has become terrifyingly close to a tyrany, and anyone working for the government has the right to publicly search anyone they come in contact with. anyone found with cash is considered a theif and books have been outlawed, but magazines are alowed. Newspapers are questionable and will get you arrested if read in public, and art is slowly being confiscated and outlawed. this time, when the mobs fight back, the common man stands beside them. we need two mobs for this to work. maximum of four characters per person. no magic here - it's supposed to be a 1940's sim with a few twists...and one of those twists includes futuristic weapons, though swords and lazer-swords aren't commonly used. here's the form used to create a character: Name (first, last) AKA: (nickname?) which is your character known by? (AKA or Name. which one will everyone else address your character by?) age gender height weight rank? (is your character an officer for the government or in a mob? what position does the character hold?) left or right handed main outfit (what they wear most of the time) heist outfit (used when pulling a heist) physical attributes (eye color, hair color and length, etc) personality (mean most of the time? nice? nieve?) BRIEF history (only major defining events in your character's life. parents died at 5? put it here. witnessed a murder that defines personality? right here.) Main weapon(s)? (no more than two) Secondary weapons (no more than five.) here are my two characters: Name: Megan Thompson AKA: Meg which is your character known by? AKA. age: 23 gender: proud female height: five foot four inches weight: 245 lbs Rank: mob boss left or right handed: right main outfit: loose pinstripe skirt with a matching men's pinstripe jacket. underneath that is a white button-up shirt that seems to have something written on it. no one has seen it and lived to tell about it. nice sandals and hose. heist outfit: black pants and a black overcoat that has lots of metal components - detachable chains and holders of all sorts on the inside and out for anything imaginable. black long-sleeved t-shirt with no other markings on it. spats and socks that match. black scarf to cover her face and a black baseball cap with a white bill and a white M on the front. physical attributes: bright blue eyes and light brown wavy hair to the small of her back. pale skin with freckles about a quarter inch under her eyes that look like someone splattered her with brown paint. Small scars on her knees and ankles. birthmark on the back of her left shoulder that looks liek a coke bottle, another birthmark on the top of her right wrist, and still another one underneath her right eye. the latter two are small and almost un-noticeable. bushy eyebrows personality: mostly a nice person when she's not in her heist clothes. really generous but not easily taken advantage of. when in her heist clothes she's like a totally different person - anyone she doesn't know who gets in her way is put in the hospital from the injuries they incur, and none of them remember what happened. BRIEF history: VERY abusive parents have left so many scars it's impossible to see the true Megan underneath the invisible "mask" she wears over her emotions. Was adopted and has no knowledge of her true family. the one person she cared about died a long time ago. Main weapon(s): Tommy gun and a magnum Secondary weapons: throwing daggars (12) whip (cat of nine tails, 1) lazer swords (2) sniper rifel (1) small bombs (carries no more than 5 with her at a time.) Name: Sasha Nichole Thomas AKA: Sassy which is your character known by? either, depending on where she is. mob members know her as Sassy, everyone else calls her by her name. age: 22 gender: female height: five foot three weight: 136 lbs rank: mobster (will become more specific later) left or right handed: left main outfit: extremely tight pinstripe skirt that stops a little below her knees. black pinstripe t-shirt with the sleves cut off fits her every curve. really tall black high heels and hose. heist outfit:jeans and a long-sleeve black shirt, both of which are skin-tight. an overcoat that matches Meg's is worn over it and covers everything. dark sunglasses and a bright pink scarf. black beanie. physical attributes: dark green eyes and tan skin. is a slender indevidual with delecate features. hair is to her shoulders, very curly, and blonde. skin is paler than Meg's with no freckles or flaws that can be seen...though a raised part of her back can be seen though her shirt that LOOKS like a scar. personality: extremely nice -especially to men- and a VERY Good liar. personality does not change when in heist clothes BRIEF history: Mother was a successful prostitute. has many brothers and sisters off there somewhere, all of them younger than her. was first shot at when she was five, and is terrified of guns to this very day. Main weapons: throwing daggers (36) lazer swords (3) Secondary weapons: short sword, cattle prod, pepperspray (always with her) alright then, please join! i'd love to see this take off...please remember, this is meant to mimic the 1940's with a few twists. yes, there are cellphones everywhere and undercover cops are allowed. |
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| Squirrel | Saturday Dec 3 2005, 11:58 PM Post #2 |
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Ohhh....sounds nice!! I'm tempted to create a character now! And umm...well it's tough for me to think about the 40's. So I'll try my best if I consider joining. |
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| Severus Snape | Sunday Dec 4 2005, 12:38 AM Post #3 |
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Before I join, can you say how history has changed? Because World War II was happening for the first half of the 40's. |
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| Neo | Sunday Dec 4 2005, 12:52 AM Post #4 |
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well, the events of our history up until this date. then Hillary Clinton was elected president and things went downhill from there; the government just became more and more totalitarian from that point on. psychonutism was forced down everyone's throat and if you complained about it or didn't accept it you were killed. the mobs - people who only accepted it to live, and now want to change things - are opposing the psychonutism and are trying to change the government. it's almost exactly the same as the 40's, but there isn't any great war involved...however the psychonuts are united behind the government just as much as they were united behind the war effort. anything else you need to know? ^^ |
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| Severus Snape | Sunday Dec 4 2005, 01:13 AM Post #5 |
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Sounds interesting, but also confusing. I'll try to think over a character once I fully understand what this is about. |
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| Neo | Sunday Dec 4 2005, 01:25 AM Post #6 |
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mkeii. you can PM me with your specific questions if you wish. i'll be happy to answer them there. ^^ |
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| Squirrel | Sunday Dec 4 2005, 01:53 AM Post #7 |
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Name: Jetto Chibits AKA: Jet which is your character known by? AKA age: 23 gender:male height:5'6 weight:190 rank? With nobody....just a viglante. He's independant and doesn't side with nether the mob or police. left or right handed? right handed main outfit:Wears a jetblack jumpsuit and gloves, boots, grey shades, and blue trench heist outfit: The same as the main outfit. physical attributes: eye color is brown, hair is jetblack and it is spiked a bit... personality: loner/shy...not much of a personality. BRIEF history: His parents were divorced, and he was abused, picked on, and treated like he wasn't apart of everyone else. Kinda like Meg was.... Main Weapon: Bustersword Secondary weapon: Locopistol |
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| Neo | Sunday Dec 4 2005, 01:55 AM Post #8 |
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yay! ^__^ welcome aboard! ^__^ now we need some other people to join and create characters...I'll play some of the government officials as neccicary. |
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| Severus Snape | Sunday Dec 4 2005, 04:16 AM Post #9 |
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Name Illidan Holmes AKA: Boss, Don Illidanino which is your character known by? Boss by subordinates, Don Illidano by rival factions, Name by close friends and family Age: 58 Gender: Male Height: 6'1 Weight: 200 lbs Rank? Head of his own faction. He is a neutral party, only there for himself and his faction. However, he can be easily pursuaded with bribes. Though, he does disagree with many of the government's policies and is very angry with them for something they have done to him. Left or right handed: Right Main outfit: Wears professional business attire. Black suit, white shirt, red tie, grey pants, and an old Italian hat. He wears gold rings and necklace. Heist outfit: Street clothes, so he can blend in with the crowd. Physical attributes : Blue eyes, grey hair (balding) Personality: He cares mostly about himself, and has little to do with others. He has also underwent an experiment to rid himself of emotion. BRIEF history: Nothing overly defining. He once worked for the government, but he quit and fled after they killed his family for speaking out. Revenge is one of the main things on his mind. Main weapon(s): Sniper rifle, laser gun for close combat Secondary weapons: Hunting knives, bare hands |
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| Neo | Sunday Dec 4 2005, 02:49 PM Post #10 |
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yay! ^_^ welcome aboard! ^^ hmm, hmm, now we need a few more people and we can get started. ^__^ |
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| Neo | Tuesday Dec 6 2005, 12:08 AM Post #11 |
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Mkeii, this's going to be closed on Dec. 13 if we don't have two new characters added by that time. *says something under breath about having to kill own roleplay on birthday* |
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| Squirrel | Tuesday Dec 6 2005, 01:12 AM Post #12 |
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We can use 2 characters or three...becuase I'm excited about this character I'll be playing. |
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| Neo | Sunday Dec 11 2005, 12:46 AM Post #13 |
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OOC: indeed...hm. well let's start and see if anyone else joins once they get the feel of it...if not, i can control a lot, though i might need some help along the way. ^^;; BIC: Meg walked down the street with some shades on and scouted out the area. The neighborhood was heavily patroled, as one of her subordinates had leaked something about a heist on something that night. When she came to the store she wanted to scout she lowered her shades and raised an eyebrow - closed. these people were smarter than she thought they were. She put her shades back in place and walked on - she would have to find a new target for tonight, preferably in a different area of town. She didn't need any more of her subordinates on parole, she couldn't opperate with any less people than she already had. and the cops seemed to know it. She took the bus to the north end of town and looked around - a government-backed jewelry store stood right on the corner of broadway and 86th, ripe for the picking. it was also far enough away that she and her subordinates could get in and out before the cops could squeze themselves into their cars - almost every member of the fuzz seemed to be rather plump in this era. Meg pulled out her cellphone and dialed somebody as she sat on a bench outside the store. "Hello, Sasha? come meet me at 86th and broadway, we've got to change our plans. YES i mean now! naw, i meant i wanted you to pick up some champaigne from the cop next door before you moseyed over. ... ... ... No, i don't really want the champaigne. look my battery's running low, get your ass up here A.S.A.P. or you will not like what's sitting on your doorstep tomorrow morning." She hung up and waited. ------ Sasha hung up as well and looked at the man sitting accross from her. She wanted desperately to stay with him and ride out the situation to its fullest, but when Meg beckoned she beckoned. Sasha stood up and walked to the side of the man. She gave him a gentle kiss and stood back up, "I'm sorry, that was my friend. Something serious has happened and she wants me to help her work it out." The man stood up. his nievitee showed, "I'll come with you." "No, i'm sorry. maybe we can finish this in a week or so. i've still got your number." Sasha walked out of the resteraunt before the man could respond and hopped onto the back of a hover-bus. She pulled out her Ipod and turned on a song by the long-deceased Billy Idol intitled "Rebel Yell" and rode the bus to broadway and 76th, where she was promptly kicked off for not paying her rider's fee. She walked the rest of the way and met Meg there. "This the place?" "Yep. Come on." The two walked into the store and started looking around. Sasha distracted the two employees - both male - while Meg slipped into the back room unnoticed and checked the security settings of the building. there were motion detectors all along the floor, and even certain tiles were rigged with pressure censors that would trip the allarm. the glass-breakage detectors were obsolete to the point that Meg hacked it and dissarmed it before it knew it had been tampered with. she also unlocked the back door before slipping back into the room, picking a bracelet at random and coughing to signify she wanted service. after she was shown the bracelet and Sasha purchased a lavish necklace they walked out of the store. "Did you REALLY have to buy that?" "if i didn't we would have looked suspicious." "no, we wouldn't have. lots of people do window-shopping. the back door's unlocked, tell everyone that's avalible we'll be making a different stop tonight." a policeman stopped them when he saw Sasha's necklace, "can you show me the reciept for that, madam?" "Of course, officer." She handed him the reciept. The policeman smiled and handed it back, then went on his way. "That was close, he could have heard something." "Better than being carted off for having thrown the reciept away." "True, i need my information. i want everyone at my house before the town curfiew so i can tell them about the security systems." "Right." Sasha hopped on another hover-bus and waved. Meg continued walking, deep in thought, and bumped into Jetto and her shades fell off. "Oh, i'm sorry please excuse me." when she looked up her breath caught in her throat. she liked what she saw, and hoped he did too. |
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| Squirrel | Sunday Dec 11 2005, 01:52 AM Post #14 |
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After he bumped into meg, he looked at her for a moment....at her pretty crystal eyes...her blushed face...and he begin to blush himself for a second. But then he turned around and ran around the corner. *huff puff* What......in the blue hell.....was that? I...um...*tries to forget what he saw*....dammit....I'm getting back home. Jetto presses a button on his custom built watch, talking to a computerized voice.. Hey, I'm coming in now ok? Open the entrance please. The voice said 'ok' and as he is climbing into the sewers...he opens a secret door....sliding down a chute...and slides into his secret base. Ahh...I gotta get used to that. Nari, is the shrimp ready? Hai!! Shouted his cute andriod assistant...Nari. It's nice and golden brown, just the way you like it. Thank you Nari. Hmmm.....it's still terrible out there. Ever since "hilary the witch" became president, the country has become like this. The mob and the police is still going at it. They just don't know when to stop do they? No, and Jetto I hope you know what your doing...it's dangeroius. Shouldn't you let me come along? No, I'll be fine Nari....but thanks for worrying. *munches on shrimp* So good as always....hmm.... Jetto, is there someone on your mind? Jetto quickly shook his head strangly, and wonders how Nari knew what he was thinking N....no....not at all. It's just..... ....and now for our top story. Police has a corner cut off with a man trapped in an old warehouse. Police thinks he is apart of the mob forces, and is considered very dangerous. Well well....looks like it's time to get the fun started. Your gonna do it aren't you? Please be careful....Jetto. Always.......He jumps on his customsed motorcycle and speeds away to the scene that was on the news. |
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| Severus Snape | Sunday Dec 11 2005, 02:08 AM Post #15 |
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In a dark warehouse, a man was trying to find a suitable hiding space. "Damn it, how could they find me in here. I was just stopping to rest" he said to himself. Knowing he could easily get his surbordinates to come here. He quickly took out his cellphone and dialed. "Marion, get the guys here as quickly as possible. Police have surrounded the old warehouse, which I'm in." "Why the hell were you in there?" came the female voice. "You should have known that they always keep that dump under watch." "Yeah, I was in a hurry. I didn't realize, and I took a brief stop to rest" the man said as the polices banged the door."Damn it, I don't have much time." "Fine, but it's you're own fault if you get captured. I doubt the guys will be to pleased if they find out that the evasive Illidan Holmes got captured." Marion said. "Yes, my reputation would go out the window. Just get the guys here now. I don't think the traps can last much longer" Illidan said. "All right boss, chill. The guys never fail and will be there within a harf an hour" Illidan responded. "I just hope that's enough" Illidan said. "Trust me, it is" Marion said. Illidan then ended the conversation. "I hope for my sake she's right" Illidan muttered to himself. |
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| Neo | Sunday Dec 11 2005, 02:09 AM Post #16 |
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OOC:OOH! XD time to see why Meg's the mob-boss. BIC: Meg was still stunned at what happened when she picked up her shades and put them back on. man...i hope i get to meet him again. She started walking down the street, towards an abandoned warehouse where she was going to meet a potential mob recruitee. when she got there she found the cops swarming everywhere and was very confused. wait...what? what's going on here? She went into a nearby building and opened her purse. her heist outfit was inside, like always. she smiled - this would be fun. she found a restroom and -after checking to see that there weren't security cameras- changed into her heist outfit. she left her purse beind the toilet and came back out with her tomme gun shining in the sun. She mowed down half of them before she dissapeared and moved to a different location. a cop screamed into his radio, "WE NEED BACKUP! THE DANGEROUS DAME'S HERE!" Meg smiled at that. she popped out from a different location and picked off more of them easily. Cops were so easy to fool these days - just throw a rock in a different direction before you moved and you gained the element of surprise. it takes one of those cops a full two seconds to turn themselves around and fire - that's more than enough damage to do significant damage. right before she dissappeared again she saw Jetto arive on a motercycle. this time, after she had moved - she didn't do anything else. him again... ... i wonder... was he the one that guy leaked to? or is he here to help bail him out? Meg slipped into the building she changed in earlier unnoticed and changed back into her regular clothes, then climbed to the roof to watch what this mysterious man would make of the situation. She gripped a dagger in her hand in case someone had followed her to the roof and made sure it was hidden. This...would get interesting. --- Sasha had gone home after talking with Meg. She phoned everyone she knew and told them all about the plans for that night, careful to listen for any bugs on the wire. there were none. she put on her heist outfit and loaded all of her weapons into her overcoat - she looked herself over in front of a mirror. Damn, i look sharp! daggars in almost every strap, lazer swords hung on my front two beltloops, Short sword concealed in the sleve of my right arm, cattle prod on the inside left of my jacket, and pepperspray in the pocket. Yeah, i'm ready. She sat on her couch to wait for the boys to show up - she was going to love the attention she got. |
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| Squirrel | Sunday Dec 11 2005, 02:41 AM Post #17 |
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As jetto approches the scene...he jumps right off the motorcycle and starts controlling it with his watch to distract the cops. It works! While they're being distracted, he climbs up a ladder and kicks the door inside the building and closes it. Wow...it really does work....alright..now your use is up. Jetto presses a button to make the cycle explode...cuasing the cops to get back from the blast. He spots the man's shadow, and then pounces on the guy. They wrestle a bit until Jetto knees the man in the stomach. Then he ties the guy to a hook and starts demanding questions. Alright pal you better give me some answers here becuase I'm really pissed. Now who the hell are you and who do you work for?? What is going on here?? Are you connected with the mob? ANSWER ME OR I'LL PUSH YOU RIGHT OUT OF THE WINDOW LIKE MEAT FRESH OFF THE BONE...YEEEEEAAAHH!! Guy: Alright, alright........I don't know who you are....but I wanna live!! I'm just someone that was being scouted by the big dame. And she runs the mob man! I accidently dropped some paper that had some infomation about the plans for tonight! Plans...what plans...who's the big dame and why is she scouting you? Guy: I...I don't know...I never seen her! And I don't know about the big plans....it just had the address on it!! Oh really.....and this big dame----huh? Jetto sees a femmine figure and the first thing on his mind is to run...which he does. Suddenly he can hear gunfire and takes cover. Nari...this is Jetto....come in Nari. Yes Jetto. What is it? Activate the Magnus and have it sent to my location. I'm taking gunfire from some unknown attacker.... Jetto looks for a door to escape the building and does so....only to find 3 cops now chasing him.... |
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| Neo | Sunday Dec 11 2005, 03:15 AM Post #18 |
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Meg grinned. this was fun to watch. however...she didn't want Jetto getting gunned down for some reason, and she had only looked at the man once. though there was that small bit of blush there... She shook it off and changed back into her heist outfit. she sniped the three cops from the roof where she was and then took a running jump off of the building she was on - which was significantly higher than the warehouse - and managed to land on her feet. she grinned and went in to the warehouse and attached jetpacks to the ropes binding the man. Wait...this isn't the man that was the potential recruitee...yeah, someone leaked. I'll have to give Braces a good punch in the stomach for his huge metal-mouth. "You might want to get out of here. we'll talk later." She punched in some buttons on her cellphone and gunned down the cops guarding one end of the building and made a break for it. the rockets were programmed to follow her, and after a little bit she detached the jetpacks and untied the man. She tipped her ballcap to him and put up her tiny jetpacks before running off again. she decided to follow Jetto. for some reason she wanted to see more of him...know a lot more about him...meet him and get his name. She cut a corner and caught up with him, running as silently as she could wearing those shoes. Jetto had probably seen her pick off the cops, and she didn't care. after a few blocks of running she stopped to catch her breath and smiled - which Jetto couldn't see, because of her scarf - and just watched to see what else he'd do, now that she'd stopped chasing him. |
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| Squirrel | Sunday Dec 11 2005, 03:21 AM Post #19 |
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As jetto was running from the cops...he heard gunfire agian. He thought they were shooting at him until he heard the sound of pain in their voices. So he stopped, looked around, and noticed someone with a tommy gun shot the 3 officers. Jetto was now curoius...so after the person went back inside...he decided to go back to the door and sneak inside. Alright....let's see who you are.....I'll get out my focuals....zoom in close...huh...a woman!?? Could that be the one that was shooting at me earlier? And the guy...well well...looks like he held out something from me. And she's hired him!! I'm gonna find out just who the hell you are lady. Jetto started "snapping" pictures of this lady and the guy....little does jetto know what is really going on. But suddenly a bit of dust gets into his nose and he sneezes loud, cuasing the two to somehow spot him Uh...oh......what now..... |
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| Neo | Sunday Dec 11 2005, 03:34 AM Post #20 |
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Meg looked toward him and grinned under her scarf. She saw the camera and got up. she slowly walked toward him with her hands empty to show she didn't mean any harm. When she was within arm's reach of Jetto she stopped, "in case you're wondering, i don't know that man personally...i just decided to help him out a little." She looked around, and when she was sure no one was looking she took Jetto's hand and took him into an alley a block or so away, then removed her ballcap and moved her scarf just enough that he could see her face and know that she was the girl he bumped into before. "You do realize that those cops would kill to see what i just showed you," she said with a joking-smile, "but for some reason i trust you." She looked into his face and smiled as she put the scarf and cap back on. "So," Meg said in a matter-of-fact voice, "If you will tell me your name, i will tell you mine." |
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| Squirrel | Friday Dec 16 2005, 03:39 AM Post #21 |
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Jetto just had a blank look on his face. He didn't know what to say or how to act when he realizes the girl he thought about was someone he is against. I......um........oh...there it is!! I'm sorry...but....I can't......talk to you! He ran away from her faster than getting to his dinner table back at home for food, and jumped right in his magnus car and sped away Ohh.....ohhh my god....I can't believe that girl was....that girl was..... Was what? Ahhhh you heard me! *sweatdrops* Nari.....um....listen....you know that girl I told you about? She's....she leads that mafia thing!! Nari is in complete shock Yes. Nari....the thing is....I...um....I'm her enemy. But she pulled me aside and talked to me as if, she wanted to get to know me. What is going on here Nari? I have no idea Mr. Chibits, but you have 2 police cars chasing you right now. Perfect....as if my day didn't get any werider.... Jetto speeds up and easly looses them in heavy traffic. Then he returns to his underground base. I hope those cops didn't get your licence I don't have one...remember? Nari...um...*blushes*.....ARGGG!!! I guess I do like that girl. How do I fight someone that I have feelings for? Hmm...her name was Meg. She's the leader of this big time mafia....people that I fight against. Why....why does someone like her lead such a thing? Nari, I gotta go back out there....I gotta find her. No....don't do it!! She's just setting you up into a trap. I see. But....there has to be more to this. Who is this meg....why is she doing this....what is her goal....and why is she so nice to me? But if it is a trap then....I'll have to do what I have to do. *loads gun* However...Nari for once, I'm gonna get some rest. Let's do this tommorrow. Uhh...you say that as if we'll be doing this Yep...come on nari...I need your help on this one. Please? Well alright. Anything for my master. Thank you Nari. ^_^ |
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| Neo | Friday Dec 16 2005, 05:31 PM Post #22 |
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OOC: horay! *glomps* ^_^ BIC: Meg stood there in shock as Jetto ran away. She wasn't used to people running away from her, even though she was a mob boss. Usually her goons would just shrink against the wall when she walked past, but they didn't run away. or...was it because they knew better? Meg replaced her scarf and ballcap and snuck back into the building her purse was hiding in. she changed back into her normal clothes. She made sure her shades were fastened to her hair with bobbypins...she didn't want anyone to see any tears of weakness in her eyes as she walked down main street. She had to pull herself together...she had a heist tonight, and her goons would not let her live down the fact that she cried over a man running away from her. after all... men had done that to her before... *flashback* Meg walked into the house she shared with her parents. she had a big smile on her face, "Mom! Dad! i just passed my college entrance exam!" Silence greeted her ears. a deadly silence that would come right out and slit your throat if it had any substance, anything to grab hold of you with. not even the dogs were barking at her return, and the bowl of food was full. An uneasy feeling crept up Meg's spine as she searched the house...finally finding her parents and younger siblings laying in pools of blood in her own bedrom. her youngest sister, age five, was laying on her bed with a face that didn't look human. everyone else was laying akwardly on the floor or in one of the two chairs she had in the room. she could hear strained breathing in the closet. She rushed over and opened the door to find her younger brother being strangled to death by her fiance. "CHANCE!" Meg pulled Chance away from her fiance and freed his throat of the pair of her pants that were used. Chance looked up at her with glazed eyes and then gave up his soul. "You...you bastard..." Meg had managed to stammer as she stood up with the body in her arms, "how...how could you?" "You said your family didn't want you to marry me...so i got rid of them for us. aren't you happy now...?" Meg laid Chance's body beside her little sister and stared her Fiance in the face, "happy? HAPPY?? you think i'd be happy that my whole family was slaughtered, INCLUDING MY YOUNGER SIBLINGS??? Hell Josh, they were FOR our marriage FROM THE BEGINNING! I TOLD YOU THAT!! They were so innocent, and yet you had to go and slaughter them like pigs for a saccrifice! just look at my sister!! her face is cut up beyond recognition!!! oh, and i was going to call you tonight and let you know that my parents had finally given up their reign over my life and were fine with the marriage, but now they're dead. you KILLED THEM!" Meg took off her ring and threw it at Josh. "I'm done with your Bullshit. this is your house now, and everything in it is yours too, JUST so you can live with the MEMORIES!!!!!!!!!! God, i hope they haunt you right into your fucking GRAVE!!" Meg stormed out of the house and ripped up her test score. she had ran down the street blindly for about an hour before she fell to the ground out of exahustion. every small child that passed her became either her brother or her sister...every pair of parents looked like HER parents, and even the policeman that pulled her off the ground looked like her uncle Tim. What will i do now...I...i have no place to go...no one to turn to... *end flashback* That's when she thought of Jetto. She fell to her knees in the middle of the sidewalk bawling her eyes out. the memory was still fresh in her mind from everything that had happened a year ago...she wanted desprately to forget everything - her past, her deceased family, even her own name... and just let her soul heal for a while. a stranger tapped her on the shoulder and asked if she was alright... Meg stood up and said yes...though her heart was broken into a million tiny, bleeding pieces. She thanked the man, turned and started running, blindly into the crowd...not really seeing anybody and not really caring who she bumped into. her feet were hurting pretty badly from all this running around in high heels, but she didn't care. she just needed to get home, so she could lock herself in her room and hide from the pain... She stopped running after an hour and sat down. GOD that's tiring...i wonder how far away from home i am now... Meg looked around. She was in a part of town that was unfamiliar to her. she was lost once again. a Cop started to walk towards her from accross the street. Meg stood up and took a step back towards where she had come from, ready to run from the doughnut-man if it meant keeping her freedom. |
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| Neo | Sunday Dec 18 2005, 12:57 PM Post #23 |
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welcome to the story! whoo, antifreeze as a weapon, now this should get interesting. XD |
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| Squirrel | Tuesday Dec 20 2005, 11:59 PM Post #24 |
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Well since this was late...and I was expecting someone else to play this character... Name: Nari AkA: None Age: Looks about 20 Gender: Female Height: 5'12 Weight: Unknown Rank: Robotoic Android Left or Right: Both Main Outfit: A bright blue pretty maid's outfit Heist outfit: A battle suit she made physical attributes: Good figure, very femmine apperance. Her hair is black and comes to her mid section. It's always tied in a ponytail. She has green eyes. She's always cooking, cleaning, heck doing everything to keep the dark cave clean. And she takes good care of Jetto too. Breif History: She was built a few years ago....to remember Jetto's little sister. He never knew what happened to her....but Nari does though, only she doesn't feel it's time to tell him yet. Main weapon: Her zap saber. Secondady weapon: Her fists and kicks. |
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| Neo | Wednesday Dec 21 2005, 12:03 AM Post #25 |
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yay! ^__^ new characters are always welcome here |
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| Severus Snape | Wednesday Dec 21 2005, 09:36 AM Post #26 |
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Illidan then heard the cops moving away. "Good. The guys must hhave distracted them" Illidan said. Before he could move, he then smelt flame. The poilce set the warehouse on fire. "Crap, that must have been why they left" No sooner had Illidan said that, then the back of the warehouse blew open. Several men in suits appeared. Illidan quickly recgonized them.. "I knew you guys would get me out of here." "Come on, we got a car at the front." The four quickly made their way to the said car, but saw police and some other people firing at each other. However, nobody noticed the smallboy aiming a phaser at the cops. ____________________________ If you don't mind, I'd like to create a new character. Name: Lotarius AkA: None Age: Looks about 14, actual age on his planet is 27 Gender: Male Height: 4'11 Weight: Unknown Rank: None Left or Right: Both Main Outfit: A bown officer's uniform from his home planet Heist outfit: Same as main Physical attributes: His hair is brown, with blue eyes, though they have red marks due to torture and serious lack of sleep. His alien appearence is very ridgy, but due the torture he went through, he has kept his human appearence. He looks like he hasn't eaten much, due to being on the run. He is also covered in blood (which is blue) and scars. Breif History: He has a troubled history. Caputred by Ithians at a young age, he has nothad a proper childhood. He never knew his mother, and his father and friends were all killed in a prison camp. Upon escape, he founnd his uncle's ship. At the age of ten, he went on a spiritual journey, coming back to find his uncle's ship destroyed. He crash-landed on this Earth after being chased by Ithians. On Earth, he was captured by an unknown orginization. There, he was torturedand robbed of his memory. He doesn't know about his past, the fact he's an alien, or his own name. He has since escaped and on the run. Main weapon: His phaser, which is from the future. He has a small shuttle, but he has forgotten about it. Secondary weapon: None |
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| Neo | Wednesday Dec 21 2005, 10:54 PM Post #27 |
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"Hey, hold on a second i only want to talk to you." The cop seemingly put his hand in his pocket. A gleam of black reached Meg's eyes. I'm lucky this cop is out of practice. Now i know i can wait a little bit before i run...he wants to get me at point-blank, which either means he thinks i'm a criminal of some sort because i was running, or he knows i'm who i am. In either case...if he fires on me i'm going to fire back. The cop stepped up on the curb and Meg took a few more steps away from him. "Hey, i don't bite miss. I just want to see your wrists, we're looking for somebody with a certain birthmark. as long as you don't have that mark you're fine." So the reports on TV are true...they really ARE heightening the search for me. I can't exactly run off, he'll figure out i'm the person he's looking for...and then he's got a physical description of me, so i'll be doomed if i DO run... She looked around. Cameras were everywhere and there were cops ready to back up this fatso as soon as they heard gunshots, and Meg didn't want to find out how accurate their aim was. "Sir, i assure you i have no birthmarks on my wrists." "I need to see that for myself, miss." "Please don't sir, I have injuries that require they stay covered at all times!" "Just let me see them miss, i'll be real gentle-like." "No, you don't understand...exposure to certain things in the air will make me loose my hands. and if i loose my hands i'll sue you AND your police station for everything you're worth." The officer backed away with his hand still 'in his pocket', "Okay okay, sheesh go on your way then." Meg heard someone whisper into a walkie-talkie, "We've got a runner on sycamore st. repeat, runner on sycamore street. proceed with caution." DAMNIT! now i gotta do another huge chase scene...no, wait...i can always go though the sewers and get away that way, the fat one will try to jump in first and get stuck in the manhole... Meg walked down the street and turned the next corner. when five cops came around the same corner with their guns drawn she was gone and sliding down a slide of some sort. Whoa...this isn't your typical manhole access...well, guess i'll enjoy the ride. Then she landed right in front of Nari, in Jetto's secret lair. |
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| Severus Snape | Wednesday Dec 21 2005, 11:38 PM Post #28 |
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The boy had witnessed the events that took place between the cop and the woman. Though the boy had his memory mostly erased, he remembered events after the erasure. He thought that those uniformed people were nothing but trouble, and that they were going to possibly hurt that woman he saw. He had a great distrust for others, considering all what he had been through. The boy wanted revenge. He layed down on a nearby hill, and tried to aim his weapon at three uniformedmen, though that proved to be difficult due the amount of blood on his arm and hands, and how his fingers on his firing hand were mutaliated. Nevertheless, the boy fired at one of the men. He soon fainted as the green light hit him. The two nearby then turned, not knowning where the shot was fired from. The boy aimed at the nearest man, and fired. He fainted like the first. The last one had then quickly ran. Thinking the coast was clear, the boy ran as fast as he could to where he saw the woman disappear. However, he quickly fell down a hole, as he was not paying attention. He fell down with a thud, breaking his arm. He didn't know where he was and backed away frighteningly as he saw two humaniods. He was still drenched in his blue blood. |
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| Squirrel | Friday Dec 23 2005, 04:22 PM Post #29 |
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Nari looked behind her and saw two people landing on the floor from the secret tunnels leading to the lair *scream* Jetto....we have introuders in here!! Stop right there you two or I shall go into combat fighting mode!! Jetto came out of the shower in a robe.... Ohh, what's all the fuss about nari? AHHHHHHHH!!! Jetto ran back in the bathroom, struggled to change into his clothes, came right back out and held out his bustersword How did you people get in here? *gasp*......it's you......the one that runs the mob.....but how did you find this place? Nari hold her now!! As for you pal, I don't know who you are but I demand you tell me and where you came from.....AND HOW BOTH OF YOU FOUND MY BASE NOW!!?? Jetto looks at both of them while Nari is holding Meg tightly |
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| Severus Snape | Friday Dec 23 2005, 04:30 PM Post #30 |
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The boy looked very frightened. He thought it was a mistake to com here, and he backed away slowly on his bloody hands. He didn't want to be tortured again. He had his memory altered, so he could say very little. "Please don't hurt me" he said slowly. "It was a a accident. I fell, then came here. I don't know who I am. I just am hhhere. Don't hurt me like the others did." He then started to cry silently as he hid behind a nearby box. |
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