"I have no idea what you mean Salt." I inspect a repeater rifle. In a cafe across the station two figures sit at a table, observing me.
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"Please, they must be completely friendly individuals."
I walk over to them and extend my hand in greeting.
"Hello, I am Saltarius from the planet Earth, on my way to becoming a guardian...wherever the hell we're going."
One of the two looks at me in disgust. The other pays me no mind.
I walk over to them and extend my hand in greeting.
"Hello, I am Saltarius from the planet Earth, on my way to becoming a guardian...wherever the hell we're going."
One of the two looks at me in disgust. The other pays me no mind.
I buy the rifle and a box of ammunition, running over to Salt I pull him away from them. "Please Salt. Leave this to me." I spin around and address them. "What was the plan? Hit up my stash and take it back to your boss?" I load my rifle and prepare it for firing.
"Hitman jobs? Honestly Salt, I'm hurt that you would think I'd become implicated in that kind of activity." A gun barrel is pressed into my back. "So what if that was the plan? It's two on two, and we're packing heat." My rifle is pulled out my hands.I am turned around. "So where is your stash?" I grin. "Do you really think I'd tell you? Especially now you're pointing guns at me."
"My friends, I advise you put down your arms. Before I cut off your arms. Clearly, your lives are worth more than a few measly whatever the fuck your deal involves, so I suggest you give my associate his money now."
I draw my revolver, now loaded with thermite.
"This thing is packing thermite rounds, so I suggest you comply with me."
I draw my revolver, now loaded with thermite.
"This thing is packing thermite rounds, so I suggest you comply with me."
I knife kick (literally) the one pointing a gun at me in the wrist, he cries out in pain and drops his gun, I knee him in the face and pick up the gun, before the other can react I shoot him in the neck and take back my rifle. "Tell your boss that if he tries to fuck with me again I'll take down every single one of you bitches personally." Me and Salt walk away.
"There'll be an exchange thing somewhere. And I really don't know why their boss thought that was a good idea."
"No Salt, I'd rather continue to keep earning then raid a drug lord. Who the fuck am I kidding?" I execute one of the guys gangland style. "You wanna take the other one?"
We burst dramatically through the door into the first room of the drug lord's base. I shoot the door guard in the face and recock the repeater. "Alright fuckers where's the money?"
"To be honest we don't really need money do we?" I gun down the remaining gangsters in the room. "Sounds like they're preparing to meet us in the next room." I flip over a table and get behind it.
"Fuck that shit, I have protection!"
I vault over the table and begin to slice the barrels off the gangsters guns and then slice them.
"Alright, that'd probably be the last of them. Unless there's a convinient pool and a guy who looks like Tony Montana."
I vault over the table and begin to slice the barrels off the gangsters guns and then slice them.
"Alright, that'd probably be the last of them. Unless there's a convinient pool and a guy who looks like Tony Montana."
"That's almost a certainty." We enter the last room, the drug lord is cowering behind his desk. "Wow, you're really bad at this." He screams "Take the money!" And throws it at us. I shoot him in the dick and pistol whip him to death. I then take all the money. "Well that was diverting."
I then take the body and dump it in the pool below the balcony. Because there is one.
"We need to cash in on this empire. We need to operate at nightly hours. We need a crew. We need to be...a Midnight Crew."
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"We need to cash in on this empire. We need to operate at nightly hours. We need a crew. We need to be...a Midnight Crew."
"Well I'm already wearing a suit. And we do stay up very late in the mall. But how do we cash in on this shit?"