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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: alphawolf24 on October 15, 2011, 07:13:11 AM
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lol im typing stuff
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Um... what? This doesn't seem like the right place for something like that...
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*I walk alone down the dark street. It's raining and cold. I tighten the hood on my hoodie and continue walking, headed for a bar where I am to be tipped off as to where my parent's killer is.*
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(ooooooooooooooookay..... My reaction : @.@. Anyway I'll join)
The bar was a dingy place, the place were if there were convicted criminals were the patrons, I'd be no suprise. I sat in a corner, stirring a Coke with it's straw. Why was I even here? I could have done the same thing at home with my wife, oh wait, she's dead. Murdered by the same cold hand Ive been tracking for five years. But alas, I'm getting to old for this, might as well pass it on to someone else.
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*I stare into my drink for a sec. As im doing so, the waitress walks by and drops a note on my table. I discreetly pick it up and read it. It said, "BACKROOM, 5 MINUTES" Simling, I begin to finish my coke. Atleast some real results would be had.
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The assassin crept after Wolf, sensing that someone was in need of revenge advice... and help in getting some.
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This back room isn't too bad,I thought as I slumped into another dilapidated chair in the corner. At least I can discreetly seewho's coming.
Peeking out, I spy someone following Wolf. Oh shit, I hid my ream of information by kicking it under the chair and hid on one side of the doorway, ready to get the jump on the unknown stalker with my pistol drawn I'm getting too old for this.
As they both walked through, I twisted an arm behind the stalker's back while pressing the muzzle of the pistol against the small of his back. "If you know what's good for you, you won't say anything you creep"
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[Im alittle confused as to what is happening at this point. Im going to assume that Fly Boy and I are both victims of families being murdered, probably by the same guy, and we were tipped off to come to the back room for information about him. Clifero is someone who wants to get in on this and followed me in. Fly boy must have already been in the back room and grabbed clifero after he entered. I'll kick it off from there. Also, AlphaWolf24 can be the informant as he needs to enter this story somewhere.]
*I smile as the door is closed behind us.* "I suspected I was being followed. I always am by someone." *I draw my dual .45 silenced auto pistols and turn to face the silent commotion behind me.*