Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[ShindoL Shill]

I dive into a row of seats for cover.
"WHAT? You pulled your gun first! I was trying to get us out. Now, I'm going to put the safety on my gun. Don't. Fucking. Shoot me."
I flick a switch on the Gauss rifle and the battery pack slides out of its slot, cutting off the power to the gun.

"I'm going to go on stage and help Sage."
I stand up and slowly approach the auctioneer.

 

[Knife-28]

Knife goes down to the stage to help Trilby while I take pot shots at the police with the security guards pistol, drawing their attention towards me.

 

[RaNDM G]

[small]*VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!*[/small]

The roar of the engine fades. For a moment you hear blissful silence.

You close your eyes and wait for the release of death.

A car crashes through the wall. It skids and turns as it lands, the driver's side facing you. He draws a revolver and fires at the crowd through the passenger window. You hear the doors unlock.

"GET IN! NOW!"

You roll over the edge of the stage and stumble toward the car, diving into the backseat.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"What the fuck is going on here!? Whose side am I even on?"

 

[RaNDM G]

I shout at Trilby.

"Come on Tril! You leaving or staying?"

 

[Knife-28]

Knife jumps in the backseat of the car and slams the door shut behind him. "So, where we going this evening gents?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I flip a coin.
"Yeah, I'm coming."
I run around to the passenger side of the car and climb in.
Once my seatbelt is fastened, I look over at the driver.
"Thanks, mysterious car person."

 

[RaNDM G]

"Anywhere but here."

I floor it, tires skidding in place as I rev up the car. I shift to top gear, gunning through the crowd and over the balcony.

[HEADING=1]Act 7: Act 3: The Heist[/HEADING]

The Mercedes crashes wheels down on the freeway, lurching as it lands. I drop down to fourth and coast the speed limit.

I glance at the rear view mirror.

"How you doing back there?"

 

[Knife-28]

"Fine, no cuts, nothing broken, how about you Tril's?" Knife asks.

I swear as I watch the car speed off then grab Salt, then and try to lose the police in the alleyways near the auction house.

 

[Saltarius]

"Knife. We are the police. We could've stayed and helped. Then again, we have to interrogate the auction guy."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"I don't seem to have any new holes. So, all in all, not too bad."

 

[Knife-28]

"No, you, were the police, on a different planet." I say. "I don't think you'll be treated any differently from anyone else they rounded up there."

 

[Saltarius]

"I still am, actually."

 

[MinimanZombie]

I phone Salt from backstage.
"So, there's a ton of SWAT here. What the fuck did you do?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Some douchebag swiped the auctioneer as it ended. They never showed off the door."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Well...this might end badly, with a shit ton of the police squad killed, or me being in jail. Bet you wished you were actually a part of the police now, eh?"

 

[Saltarius]

"...I am though."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"You're not though."

 

[Saltarius]

"Well...you're a dick. And physically unattractive."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"How can you comment on that? You're blind. And I don't think you've ever felt my face. Did you feel my face while I was sleeping?"