Mickey
Mickey cracked his neck and shrugged. "Well, batter up!" And with a low roar he barrelled toward the crowd of uniforms, wielding his club.
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Gerald O'Malley
It had been a long day for Officer Gerald O'Malley. His son was failing math, his daughter started dating... all he wanted was to get home. He and his partner had been relieved a minute ago, but the two officers had stood, chatting with their fellow uniformed patrolmen before turning in. Another batch of cops had just stopped off to invite O'Malley and the rest of the crew to a card game back at police HQ.
O'Malley heard a noise off in the alley, and decided to take a peek. A group of folks were talking, and he thought he might swing by to be sure everything was all right. As he began to step toward them, however, he was spun full around by a whip of a boy holding something over his head, yelling. "Hey COP, look whay I've got!!" The kid was off down the street before O'Malley had stopped spinning, half of the Night Shift fast on his heels.
"Wot in blazes? Now ol' on ther' laddie! Wot's yer rush?? Oim a respectable officer o' d'law, y'know!" He called after him. Then from behind him came a sound like a charging rhino. O'Malley turned in time see a baseball bat speeding for his head. "OI! No, please! Oi've got a woif an' kids!!"
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Tom:
Tom knew this wasn't his side of town. He knew, because he had no idea where he was going. If this WERE his side of town, the cops would be so confused at this point, they'd be arresting each other.- He grinned at the thought- But he wasn't confidant he had the talent to lose the cops in an unfamiliar area. Worse, he was pretty sure they were herding him now.
"You guys wouldn't give a kid a break if he said he'd return the bracelet with a note of apology?" The Po-Po Parade didn't respond.
"No, huh? What if I said your wives gave it to me as payment for a night well spent?!"
Tom wasn't stupid, but if he was about to get the crap beat out of him, he wanted to feel he deserved it.
"Aw, shit." The police were snickering, Tom was backed against a wall."You guys wouldn't happen to have a cigarette would you?"
Tom knew this wasn't his side of town. He knew, because he had no idea where he was going. If this WERE his side of town, the cops would be so confused at this point, they'd be arresting each other.- He grinned at the thought- But he wasn't confidant he had the talent to lose the cops in an unfamiliar area. Worse, he was pretty sure they were herding him now.
"You guys wouldn't give a kid a break if he said he'd return the bracelet with a note of apology?" The Po-Po Parade didn't respond.
"No, huh? What if I said your wives gave it to me as payment for a night well spent?!"
Tom wasn't stupid, but if he was about to get the crap beat out of him, he wanted to feel he deserved it.
"Aw, shit." The police were snickering, Tom was backed against a wall."You guys wouldn't happen to have a cigarette would you?"
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Mary had dropped the bags off by the door, then turned and ran after Tom, sure that he would get his hands tied into a bigger knot than he could untwine. She followed behind as fast as she could, but the danm taller people and there legs kept them farther ahead of her, she gave a silent thanks as they stopped, seeing, of course, Tom had gotten himself in a corner.
~Gah, what am I going to do, it's to dangurouse for me to go out there without a plan...lets see, 2 of us a few of them, holy hell, I'm winging it.~
Mary picked up a rock, aiming carfully, she threw it as hard as she could at one of the cops, aiming for the back of the knee.
"Hey, pick on someone one half your size!" Man she felt stupid, sticking her neck out for some punk who was stupid anough to get himself in a corner.
Mary had dropped the bags off by the door, then turned and ran after Tom, sure that he would get his hands tied into a bigger knot than he could untwine. She followed behind as fast as she could, but the danm taller people and there legs kept them farther ahead of her, she gave a silent thanks as they stopped, seeing, of course, Tom had gotten himself in a corner.
~Gah, what am I going to do, it's to dangurouse for me to go out there without a plan...lets see, 2 of us a few of them, holy hell, I'm winging it.~
Mary picked up a rock, aiming carfully, she threw it as hard as she could at one of the cops, aiming for the back of the knee.
"Hey, pick on someone one half your size!" Man she felt stupid, sticking her neck out for some punk who was stupid anough to get himself in a corner.
I have pedophobepobia 
The Kid
The Kid shook his head in disappointment when he saw the little girl running out to challenge the cops. He shuffled through his bag of papers for a while until he dug up his favorite slingshot and a grenade. Not wanting to hurt either the girl or Tom, he aimed at the wall of a building not too far away, pulled the tab, and released. Then, not waiting for the result, he took off running.
The Kid shook his head in disappointment when he saw the little girl running out to challenge the cops. He shuffled through his bag of papers for a while until he dug up his favorite slingshot and a grenade. Not wanting to hurt either the girl or Tom, he aimed at the wall of a building not too far away, pulled the tab, and released. Then, not waiting for the result, he took off running.
I'm bored.
Lola
Lola saw the majority of the leutenant dimwits chase after Tom, who apparently liked risking his life and freedom.
If he wanted to go haring off on a hunt, fine. He worked for the Don, so he probably knew how to handle himself.
To the problem at hand, however, there were still a few men left, who weren't really looking very sure of what they were doing. Must have been going on a silent siren - for once some intelligence. Fine time for it.
If any of them got away with their lives or their memories, they would all be for it. She didn't think a criminal record would helpp her in her line of work. Just an inkling. And she somehow doubted she could talk her way out of this... also an inkling.
"Hey, you. Got any kids?" She called, grabbing a police officer's attention and making him face her as her hand snapped out of her pocket.
A flash of steel sped through the night, seeking the man's heart like an arrow.
Lola saw the majority of the leutenant dimwits chase after Tom, who apparently liked risking his life and freedom.
If he wanted to go haring off on a hunt, fine. He worked for the Don, so he probably knew how to handle himself.
To the problem at hand, however, there were still a few men left, who weren't really looking very sure of what they were doing. Must have been going on a silent siren - for once some intelligence. Fine time for it.
If any of them got away with their lives or their memories, they would all be for it. She didn't think a criminal record would helpp her in her line of work. Just an inkling. And she somehow doubted she could talk her way out of this... also an inkling.
"Hey, you. Got any kids?" She called, grabbing a police officer's attention and making him face her as her hand snapped out of her pocket.
A flash of steel sped through the night, seeking the man's heart like an arrow.
If I told you I was innocent, would you believe me?
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With a satisfying crack, the officer collapsed at Mickey's feet. He turned in time to watch as another dropped in front of Lola. He smirked. "I like a dame what's good for somethin'." He chuckled.
The little paperboy padded off after Tom, and the girl in the pink zipped by a moment later. A pair of uniforms glanced down as the girl darted between them, and then back at the hulking form of Mickey striding toward them. One was smart enough to move for his gun, but a thick fist had him by the collar in a moment. "Hey, Eddy," Mickey yelled over his shoulder, "You was itchin' ta shoot somebody, right?" And he grabbed the cop's belt as well and launched him at his companion, "Present for ya!"
"As fer you!..." He looked to the other cop - and then over his shoulder. In the shadows he could only just make out a shining line, the glint on a piece of wire, "Heh. Guess I don' need ta worry 'bout you."
With a satisfying crack, the officer collapsed at Mickey's feet. He turned in time to watch as another dropped in front of Lola. He smirked. "I like a dame what's good for somethin'." He chuckled.
The little paperboy padded off after Tom, and the girl in the pink zipped by a moment later. A pair of uniforms glanced down as the girl darted between them, and then back at the hulking form of Mickey striding toward them. One was smart enough to move for his gun, but a thick fist had him by the collar in a moment. "Hey, Eddy," Mickey yelled over his shoulder, "You was itchin' ta shoot somebody, right?" And he grabbed the cop's belt as well and launched him at his companion, "Present for ya!"
"As fer you!..." He looked to the other cop - and then over his shoulder. In the shadows he could only just make out a shining line, the glint on a piece of wire, "Heh. Guess I don' need ta worry 'bout you."
Lola
Lola glared at Mickey for his comment - although she had to admit, there were some dames who weren't good for anything at all - retrieving her kinfe and wiping it on the officer's coat before the thing could become completely blood-soaked.
Looking around, Lola eyed the differently... 'dealt with' bodies; some with slight distaste, others with... severe distaste.
"They couldn't even send some who were in shape." She sniffed disdainfully.
Lola glared at Mickey for his comment - although she had to admit, there were some dames who weren't good for anything at all - retrieving her kinfe and wiping it on the officer's coat before the thing could become completely blood-soaked.
Looking around, Lola eyed the differently... 'dealt with' bodies; some with slight distaste, others with... severe distaste.
"They couldn't even send some who were in shape." She sniffed disdainfully.
If I told you I was innocent, would you believe me?
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Tom:
He heard the crack against the far wall and he watched the richochete of the grenade as it came towards him.
"Good Lord."
Tom grabbed the nearest Police Baton and >Crack!<
"HOMERUN!"
Night turned into day as fire (and the far wall of Fizbee's) rained down in the backalleys. Though Tom had been looking to spare the cities finest, rubble and and ash covered every Po-Po but one in a perfect circle. Tom looked over at the standing Po and shrugged.
"Kids these days."
With that Tom cold cocked the last live man in blue. The man' wife would thank the heaven's later when her husband walked home no worse for a black eye.
He dropped the baton and looked for the Kid. He was going to have to have a few words with him about his use of excesive force... or thank him, Tom hadn't decided yet.
He heard the crack against the far wall and he watched the richochete of the grenade as it came towards him.
"Good Lord."
Tom grabbed the nearest Police Baton and >Crack!<
"HOMERUN!"
Night turned into day as fire (and the far wall of Fizbee's) rained down in the backalleys. Though Tom had been looking to spare the cities finest, rubble and and ash covered every Po-Po but one in a perfect circle. Tom looked over at the standing Po and shrugged.
"Kids these days."
With that Tom cold cocked the last live man in blue. The man' wife would thank the heaven's later when her husband walked home no worse for a black eye.
He dropped the baton and looked for the Kid. He was going to have to have a few words with him about his use of excesive force... or thank him, Tom hadn't decided yet.
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Lacey
Shit. Shit, Lacey thought, fiddling in her pockets, looking for her bullets. The six shooter was already in her hand, half loaded when a window broke. Run.
She recognised the sound of the cop's guns, and Gerald's voice. Sick, she digustedly realised, knowing what could happen to one of her 'uncles' from the Force. But getting out was the plan. Vaulting over the bar, she and Bob dashed outside to the shadows, where they silently watched the whole spectacle.
About a minute later she was dashing into another corner, to vomit, scream silently and sob.
While she thought that perhaps the Tom had been taken out, it was the cop's deaths that frightened her. She had heard shouts and seen the explosion, and no way could everyone have survived that. Trying to compose herself, she reminded herself that this was what she was said to do, and her Daddy never sent her on wild goose chases.
She walked back, calm as she could appear, a minute later, keeping her hat low to cover her face and swallowing a mint to clear her throat.
Shit. Shit, Lacey thought, fiddling in her pockets, looking for her bullets. The six shooter was already in her hand, half loaded when a window broke. Run.
She recognised the sound of the cop's guns, and Gerald's voice. Sick, she digustedly realised, knowing what could happen to one of her 'uncles' from the Force. But getting out was the plan. Vaulting over the bar, she and Bob dashed outside to the shadows, where they silently watched the whole spectacle.
About a minute later she was dashing into another corner, to vomit, scream silently and sob.
While she thought that perhaps the Tom had been taken out, it was the cop's deaths that frightened her. She had heard shouts and seen the explosion, and no way could everyone have survived that. Trying to compose herself, she reminded herself that this was what she was said to do, and her Daddy never sent her on wild goose chases.
She walked back, calm as she could appear, a minute later, keeping her hat low to cover her face and swallowing a mint to clear her throat.
I owe Moss a boon.
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The Matrix caught an STD.
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Tony heard the big man. thats my que. the wire slipped around the cops neck. in a few moments he was unconcious on the ground. he didnt kill unless the target deerved it. the grenade went off. "wat in blazes?"
Tony heard the big man. thats my que. the wire slipped around the cops neck. in a few moments he was unconcious on the ground. he didnt kill unless the target deerved it. the grenade went off. "wat in blazes?"
i hav gone to find myself. if i get back before i return, let me know.
in the immortal words of Captin Jack Sparrow ~ "oh bugger."
"people r like machines. it cant hurt to press evrey button at least once."
"Violence solves everything. If the problem isn't solved, there are still survivors you missed."
in the immortal words of Captin Jack Sparrow ~ "oh bugger."
"people r like machines. it cant hurt to press evrey button at least once."
"Violence solves everything. If the problem isn't solved, there are still survivors you missed."
Eddy
Eddy came out just in time to see the fight escalate. he had his uzi ready within less than a second and a hail of bullets caught the police officer in his chest. the force behind the bullets made the now dead body stop coming towards him and drop down. with abnormal calmness he walked up to the body and lay both the arms of the cop on top of his chest. He closed the eyes that were frozen in shock. With a calm face he pulled his gun, ready for anything. Appearantly the cops got a chhance to radio in a message because more of the blue guys came rushing in from the sme direction he had parked his car. He reached for a small box in his pocket and pushed a button. a series of explosions made the street erupt with debris and made short wok of the wave of blue. He reached for his cellphone and punced in the number.
"Runt, I need a getaway van now."
The voice on the other side had an jamaican accent.
"Coming right up boss."
before Runt put down the phone he could be heard shouting a few orders.
Eddy came out just in time to see the fight escalate. he had his uzi ready within less than a second and a hail of bullets caught the police officer in his chest. the force behind the bullets made the now dead body stop coming towards him and drop down. with abnormal calmness he walked up to the body and lay both the arms of the cop on top of his chest. He closed the eyes that were frozen in shock. With a calm face he pulled his gun, ready for anything. Appearantly the cops got a chhance to radio in a message because more of the blue guys came rushing in from the sme direction he had parked his car. He reached for a small box in his pocket and pushed a button. a series of explosions made the street erupt with debris and made short wok of the wave of blue. He reached for his cellphone and punced in the number.
"Runt, I need a getaway van now."
The voice on the other side had an jamaican accent.
"Coming right up boss."
before Runt put down the phone he could be heard shouting a few orders.
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"Your welcome asshole." Mary told Tom, after she came out from underneither a trashcan lid, hidding under it so that she wasn't hit by flying dapries.
Glaring at the other kid she ran off back towards the gang, seeing a mess of dead/ unconseice bodys lying around.
"Niiiiiice, leave a bloody trail, fingure prints and all, what a bunch of idiots, why me."
"Your welcome asshole." Mary told Tom, after she came out from underneither a trashcan lid, hidding under it so that she wasn't hit by flying dapries.
Glaring at the other kid she ran off back towards the gang, seeing a mess of dead/ unconseice bodys lying around.
"Niiiiiice, leave a bloody trail, fingure prints and all, what a bunch of idiots, why me."
I have pedophobepobia
Eddy
Eddy pulled the rubber gloves from his fingers and put them in his pocket. These were going to be burned tonight. He looked up at the girl.
"Trail of blood yes, fingerprints no. Now if everyone would follow me we've got a ride to catch."
Eddy walked to a corner were a rainpipe hid a long rope that reached all the way to the top. Yes now he was completely in his element. Right now it was easy, suddenly there were two sides, the blue team and them, for a moment he didn't need to worry about others killing him. He fastened the guitar case to the rope and then started cimbing to the rooftops. He had a complete escape planned and at each point were something could go awry he had a backup plan. Once he reached the top he looked down.
"Are you guys and girls coming?"
Eddy pulled the rubber gloves from his fingers and put them in his pocket. These were going to be burned tonight. He looked up at the girl.
"Trail of blood yes, fingerprints no. Now if everyone would follow me we've got a ride to catch."
Eddy walked to a corner were a rainpipe hid a long rope that reached all the way to the top. Yes now he was completely in his element. Right now it was easy, suddenly there were two sides, the blue team and them, for a moment he didn't need to worry about others killing him. He fastened the guitar case to the rope and then started cimbing to the rooftops. He had a complete escape planned and at each point were something could go awry he had a backup plan. Once he reached the top he looked down.
"Are you guys and girls coming?"
Tom:
He staggered up beside the little moppet. He stuck his tongue out at the grumpy girl and then turned his attention to the psycho that had previously threatened everyone.
"Yeh, I'd trust you because...? No way I'm going with you, guy. I'm going to tell the Don I'm done, and if you're all smart you wont group together after grenading and using a feckin' Uzi in the street! So if you don't mind..." He took the little girl's hand, not that he felt safe doing so, but he wasn't leaving her with nutter butter here. "Shall we go?"
He staggered up beside the little moppet. He stuck his tongue out at the grumpy girl and then turned his attention to the psycho that had previously threatened everyone.
"Yeh, I'd trust you because...? No way I'm going with you, guy. I'm going to tell the Don I'm done, and if you're all smart you wont group together after grenading and using a feckin' Uzi in the street! So if you don't mind..." He took the little girl's hand, not that he felt safe doing so, but he wasn't leaving her with nutter butter here. "Shall we go?"
The Kid
"'Ey chum! Coast clear fer now?" Called the Kid as he trotted up to Tom once more. He grinned proudly and tipped his hat to his jobmates. "Sorry 'bout that grenade, but I needed their attention an' a Kid like me don't stand so high near those fellas. We needed a bang, see? Ha! An' wot a bang! Good aim, sir!"
"'Ey chum! Coast clear fer now?" Called the Kid as he trotted up to Tom once more. He grinned proudly and tipped his hat to his jobmates. "Sorry 'bout that grenade, but I needed their attention an' a Kid like me don't stand so high near those fellas. We needed a bang, see? Ha! An' wot a bang! Good aim, sir!"
I'm bored.
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Mickey watched as the gun-crazy goon peered down from the rooftop, waiting for someone to join him. The rope swung a little in the night breeze, fastened securely to the gutter. Mickey wasn't comfortable sticking with the creep for long, but he figured it couldn't hurt to get out of the alley as fast as possible.
"Right behind ya," he yelled, taking a firm grip on the line. With one gargantuan tug Mickey sped toward the gutter abov- - no - - scratch that -- the gutter sped toward him. Lying on his back, Mickey spat brick dust and shoved the bits of broken pipe off of his chest.
"On second thought, I'd rather walk. See ya 'round Ed." Mickey trudged over the collection of uniforms and rubble and out of the alley. "I'm gonna drop off my stash and get some sleep, ladies an' gents. See youts folks on da next job."
Mickey watched as the gun-crazy goon peered down from the rooftop, waiting for someone to join him. The rope swung a little in the night breeze, fastened securely to the gutter. Mickey wasn't comfortable sticking with the creep for long, but he figured it couldn't hurt to get out of the alley as fast as possible.
"Right behind ya," he yelled, taking a firm grip on the line. With one gargantuan tug Mickey sped toward the gutter abov- - no - - scratch that -- the gutter sped toward him. Lying on his back, Mickey spat brick dust and shoved the bits of broken pipe off of his chest.
"On second thought, I'd rather walk. See ya 'round Ed." Mickey trudged over the collection of uniforms and rubble and out of the alley. "I'm gonna drop off my stash and get some sleep, ladies an' gents. See youts folks on da next job."
Tom:
He glowered at the little paper boy.
"If it weren't so effective I might be cross."
Not one to stay mad long, Tom brushed it off.
"But it was a damn good shot." He patted the kid on the shoulder
"Come on, back to the Don's before morning hits. If we're lucky, maybe the shiny things will distract from this fuck up."
Tom walked in the direction of Don Fabritizie's Mansion.
He glowered at the little paper boy.
"If it weren't so effective I might be cross."
Not one to stay mad long, Tom brushed it off.
"But it was a damn good shot." He patted the kid on the shoulder
"Come on, back to the Don's before morning hits. If we're lucky, maybe the shiny things will distract from this fuck up."
Tom walked in the direction of Don Fabritizie's Mansion.
Lola
Considering, at first, the fact that she was in a dress; a comfortable, easy-to-move-in dress due to the... large slit up the side, admittedly, but a dress nonetheless; then the fact that Eddy was probably certifiably insane.
"No way am I following you." She called up softly, following after Tom. She had to report back to the Don anyway; might as well follow Tom and the two dinks.
"It's called gloves, sugar." She murmured to the little girl, waggling her fingers with a cold smile. Besides, she wouldn't let a drop of blood get on her clothes; much too hard to find someone willing to clean clothes covered in blood. And she did hate doing washing.
Considering, at first, the fact that she was in a dress; a comfortable, easy-to-move-in dress due to the... large slit up the side, admittedly, but a dress nonetheless; then the fact that Eddy was probably certifiably insane.
"No way am I following you." She called up softly, following after Tom. She had to report back to the Don anyway; might as well follow Tom and the two dinks.
"It's called gloves, sugar." She murmured to the little girl, waggling her fingers with a cold smile. Besides, she wouldn't let a drop of blood get on her clothes; much too hard to find someone willing to clean clothes covered in blood. And she did hate doing washing.
If I told you I was innocent, would you believe me?
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