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Commissioner GPD
15/15

And this concludes my reserving of posts for the new GPD

In the coming week I'll be editing these posts and then, hopefully, I'll be able to open the new Gaia Police Department. It will be official because I am one of the commissioners of the GGN: GPD, Tacitus Nusradai. Huzzah for me.


((He...or I...or...um...whatever Yeah, I'm right. I am me ^_^ Yeah, this will be REPLACING the GGN: GPD with the exception of areas not neccessary to the main GPD, and will be reserved for events that do not take place at the GPD, such as Gala balls, terrorist attacks with nowhere else to post them, or random stuff here and there.))
 
     
Combat Primarily Executed in Hybrid Open Style.

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David Roberts, aka Dilbert. 12/2/86-1/5/06
RIP, Randomman
 
The construction crews had worked long into the night to finish before the end of May, and they had. The rebuilding of a run down section of Barton was completed. The apartment buildings had been torn down for many weeks now, a single pristine building replacing the slums. The face of the shield of hope faced Main Street at the heart of Barton Town, a small road leading around back to the Parking Garage.

From this small road the roar of an engine could be heard as a police cruiser, the first to leave the premises on official GPD business, sped out into the night. A rather rough looking man with auburn locks of hair being tossed in the wind from the open window of the cruiser could be seen. One hand on the steering wheel, the other on his shotgun, locked in place between the driver and passenger's seats. As the cruiser sped out of sight the doors to the GPD opened, a scrawny looking man darting out, "Sir! You forgot your 9mm!!!" But he was already gone. Nuts to a 9mm, he wanted to test out the new equipment, he wanted to make sure the new shotguns lived up to snuff.
     
((YO quiero cocaina))
 
     
Giving away all of my s**t to a private user. Good bye, Im not coming back, ever.
 
(-bets that she wouldn't be allowed to land her Firespray on the roof, ponders on a different vehicle-)
     
(I should be a police officer hmmm)
 
     
 
OoC: *Sets off fireworks for the occasion.* Fina-freakin-lly, maybe now we can get to finishing that RP Tacyboy.
     
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And Destruction shall rain from the sky in form most fowl.
Several blocks away a low rumble could be herd, the slightly obnoxus sound growing as an aged yellow cab with classic black checks came roaring up the street. With a painstaking squeal it jerked to a stop, the petite passenger inside doing the same as she took a spill against the front seat.

Shuffling through an equally slim wallet, a wad of crumpled bills was tossed into the front passenger street just as one of the doors was shoved open. The first of a set of black Mary Janes touching down on the side walk, before the second would join. Bringing with it a toned set of legs selectively hidden under the dark green skirt brushing the creamy complexion above the passenger's knee.

Within a few minutes of the young woman's appearance, the cab would squeal again. The muffler taking a lower nose dive, as evident by the cringed expression of its previous occupant.

Shaking her head slightly, a hand moved to tuck back the few stray locks of blue behind an ear before she would be walking off toward the leafy foliage marking the entrance of the GPD.
 
     
Antria Atomo Exochos
 
<center> (( Do you mind if I continue my prison sentance here? You might remeber me as the bitching Jack the Ripper?))


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((I am currently facilitating for a transfer IC))
 
     
Not always used by one person.
 
((When he godmods his way out of jail, don't come crying to me, ingrates.))
     
"I'm not cool but I don't care
How I'm supposed to do my hair"
Scott Krippayne, I'm not Cool
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