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Wheezing Smoker

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If I only could make a deal with god...

[[this was a hilariously awesome idea. User Image]
Bianca grinned wildly as she took the steps in twos and threes. This was for taking away her shotgun. This was for having 6 piercings ripped out of her face, this was for losing about eight inches of her hair. She came to a landing and a hallway, saw several cameras, and didn't care. Let them see her face. She gave the cameras the finger and stuck out her tongue.

This floor appeared to house a bunch of offices, all of which were empty. Nothing interesting here. She wandered up and down hallways looking for the holding cells. She remembered vaguely that the evidence locker was near this. In the meantime she'd started bashing down windows, and destroying cubicles with her lead pipe. Eight or nine computers soon lay smashed to pieces under a pile of torn and twisted cubicle divider boards. Bianca lit a cigarette while eyeing the no smoking sign and moved on.


...get him to swap our places.

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(Oh yes. I get to show how brutal Leviathan Cortez is.. twisted )
Leviathan sniffed the air. It had been chaos in the reception room, the bodies of over a dozen officers, blown and burned to pieces, littered the floor. Limbs, guts, and bone gristle lay dripping off the ceilings and walls, and, by this point, Lev was coated in blood. From one of the three doors a nurse came screaming out, and he subtly popped her in the head.
Her skull flipped apart, hair falling away in a tangle. It was a beautiful death, he mused, re-loading the Deagle without a second thought.
Wandering now into the Commissioner's Office, he sniffed the air, looking at all the books, the artifacts collected from all the successful raids. Scratching at his broken nose, a swipe of his fingers through his crop of spiky hair, and he began tearing books off the walls, electricity whipping all around him, tearing the entirety of the area apart, burning and sundering everything around it. Smoke began to billow up, and he flipped the main desk over, papers and filing reports bursting in the open air.
The entire room caught ablaze, and he reached down, pulling a det-charge from his back harness. Placing this down, he tapped it twice, the familiar tweet of the explosive counting down..
KA-BOOOOOM!!!!!
--
Leviathan ran into only one more cop on the first floor, but he was kept alive..
--
The elevator doors whooshed open, and a SWAT team stood at the doors. They immediately began firing, releasing hails and torrents of sub-machine gunfire into the metal box, releasing clip after clip.
As the dust cleared, they would realize that the body that lay twitching and dying against the back of the elevator was their own officer.
Then it was too late, lightning filling them until their heads popped, boiling blood and spinal fluid spewing like confetti all over the Guncage. Radioing in, he reported, "Bianca, I'm in the guncage..Here's our chance to get your stuff back." A moment of silence, changing channels, "Joseph," He wandered up to one of the many doors, holding his hand up, "What do-"
KA-VHOOOSH!!
The door sailed away into the room, steam whistling from the edges of the door's outline.
"-The pills look like?"

Newbie Smoker

Joe laughed as his inner rage built up, insanity slowly taking over his mind, an after effect from messing with Dzan’s Chain Ax. Emptying the D-Eagle into the ceiling, he waited as about ten officers surrounded him on both side, in full riot gear with stun batons.

“Yah know… this body armor is kinda lame, but I like the helmet…” Joe’s Aura would explode from underneath the body suit he was give, though the helmet stayed on. “I never did get my fair share when you guys came to the yard. Looks like…. I GET ME SOME SKULLS TO PLACE AROUND HERE!”

Cackling the entire time, he proceeded to lay waste to the GPD forces that had engaged him; using aura blades in the same fashion Altair uses his hidden blade to kill people in combat. After the brawl, which lasted about three minutes, the heads of the fallen troops rolled down the hallway, Joe walked the other way, covered in blood, looking for something more to kill…

Wheezing Smoker

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If I only could make a deal with god...

Bianca walked down a second corridor cheerfully whistling a tune, and reached the front end of the building. Paydirt! She'd found the holding cells. The evidence locker and guncage would have to be nearby. Oh look a handy floor plan! She studied the map for a second and took off towards the stairwells again. "Copy that, on my way." She ran down the stairs and swore. Several officers were staring at her in disbelief. [******** you." She said using her moment of advantage to club the biggest one over the head with the pipe. The younger of hte two had managed to get his service revolver out and had fired, hitting her just above the ear. Her head flew back from the force.

Bianca stood up and felt the side of her head. Her hand came away with blood. "You just ******** yourself, son." She said annoyed, and shot him between the eyes. The third officer was not so quick on the uptake and was fumbling for his weapon. She shot him too. Assholes. They were desk jockeys. She'd thought it was odd there was noone around. Probably some kind of going office get together. Lazy cunts wasting state taxes on cake and coffee.

Bianca continued down to the second floor, swiping through doors with an ID card she'd swiped from the officers in the stairs. She also had the head and a thumb in case that douchebag commander had installed some kind of super ultra security device. She reached Leo and surveyed the gore as one would survey a painting. "Lovely." She grinned, suddenly whirling to bludgeon a cop stupid enough to follow her. "The colour really works in here. I like the subtle "hint of brain" you added." Bianca snickered.


...get him to swap our places.

Phantom

Outside, out of sight, a man stood and quietly checked the chambers of his weapon, Judge.

No one who made it into the HQ was going to make it out alive.

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(Oh snap, KB wielding the weapon I gave him. This s**t might just get raw.)
"Yes," Lev mused as he wandered forward up to one of the far walls, the interior of the room latched with row upon row of destructive firepower, "Really brings out the color in your eyes." A playful smirk, then he fettered with another door, kicking this one in with the simple force of his boot.
From shotguns to flamethrowers, these bastards had it all, lining every inch of yet another room.
Even tables held landmines, claymores, bunker busters..
"You name it, they got it." He whispered idly.
Mark in 20.
"Thanks Dormin." He cracked his neck, craning his back a moment. Then he eyed a glass case, a bio symbol etched into it in large ebony letters. It was emblazoned with a fierce warning against breaking and stealing the materials inside.
Cracking his hand against it, he rummaged his fingers in, digging through the acid bottles, medication, pill blotters..
"Ahh. Here we are.." Pulling at an exo-bag from his side, he began shoving the slith, all of it, bottle after syringe filled bottle, into the black abyss of a container. Shattering more similar pill containers, he ran-sacked even more, snatching up a pill bottle with a large 'G' on the side.
Nodding to Bianca, he remarked, "Joseph's crack."
With another whip of his fingers, Lev pulled det-charges from out of one of the weapons lockers, beginning to stick them to the walls. Sprinting from the room, he placed them all over the Guncage. Kicking in door after door, he would lob the charges in each, as if passing out candy to trick-or-treaters, careless in his demeanor. Taking the detonator, he would motion for the door to the roof. "C'mon, we gotta plane to catch."
Holding his hand forward, the door as well rip-corded off it's hinges at his electrical might, himself now jogging up the steps toward the heli-pad.

Newbie Smoker

Joe Continued on his little rampage of death. The cries of the fallen echoing over his mic, allowing Levi and Bianca to hear the sounds of death.
“Ahhh the hills are alive, with the sounds of music……”
Joe would then start to sing the Hills are alive. He was off in his own little world, under the influence of insanity.

Wheezing Smoker

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[[NOOOO! NOT KB!!! btw posting from phone, probably last post.]]

Bianca nodded grabbing what she could shove into her pockets and rucksack, following Lev's lead, pipe and deagle at the ready. "Joe, you copy? Find a stopping point and head for the roof." She radio'd him and sped up. "Dude, I think Joe's in his own ******** world now. There's no reaching him."

Upon reaching the roof she'd sprint for the helipad. Her rucksack clanked and chimed cheerfully, and this disturbed her. Clearly she had too much in it. Removing a couple of the anti tank grenades she'd shoved in, she tossed those over the side listening for a pleasant 'boom' sound.
((The only time the phrase was ever appropriate:

This is why we can't have nice things.))

Wheezing Smoker

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[[Cos polis are useless cunts?]]

Phantom

"Initiate lockdown level 4, authorization Special Agent Kay-Bee of the Gaian Special Forces. This is an emergency override of civilian law enforcement under section 32 authorizing military forces to take command of all immediate assets. This is a TFOA-related incident, which officially makes it a terrorist attack."

He snapped the revolver shut, and sighed.

Level 4 - This is when there is almost a Military Assault on the GPD taking place. When this happens, the GPD will not only do everything the other 3 levels have said, but it will release Drone Mechs. these are basically AI Mechs that will attack the attackers. They are armed with ER Medium Laser (2), Machine Gun (2), and Flamethrower (1). They are very resemlbing of the Mad Cat design except they have no arms, and the gunns are attached directly to the Mech's torso (Replacing the missile racks which would have made is appear exactly like a Mad Cat without arms). The GPD will send out a distress signal to any other governmental guilds.

Being on the roof would be bad if you breathed air, or didn't enjoy molten lead being poured onto you. It would be especially bad if you were in a touchy aircraft like a helicopter, since that thing would be put out of commission permanently. The surviving officers within the building would be protected as the GPD HQ literally sank into the ground, all the doors and windows armoring up.

Not to mention the drones. Oh god, the drones. It sucked not to be a good guy right now.

"...Burn these ********."

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The rippling heat from the explosions from below warmed Lev's cold heart, painting a war-torn mask across his visage a moment, the shadows paling over him crafting a mask, a black fixation for but a heated minute.
He looked like Death.
Your really doing this aren't you.
"Are you the p***y in this relationship or what!?" He said to the side, appearing deranged as usual. But Bianca must have been used to this by now.
No, the brains.
"Brains my a**.."
Pay attention to what your doing and hurry up...Mortal..
A tap on his data-pad, and the nameless ship hummed down from the sky above, a strange discoloration compared to the exceptionally blue sky. It was a perfect day, the clouds cleared out, pushed seemingly by the powers that be to reveal a stunning view of the heavens. He breathed in, then out, relishing the clean scent to the breeze.
"Joseph, hurry up or learn what's it's like to have your flesh radioactively blown away." Aggravation in his bated words. The drop pad settled on the roof, and Lev dropped his enormous stash bag atop it, pocketing the G-pill bottle. Then he turned, walking to the corners of the building. From here, he set laser markers, shimmering green signals that beeped incessantly, almost annoying in their constant flash. "This place is going to fall," He grunted back to his feet from his crouch, giving a thumbs up to Bianca.
"Fall hard."
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Then an alarm began blaring, and the building began to shake violently. "Oh s**t..Oh.."
s**t!

Wheezing Smoker

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[[last post for me, I vote book it for the Yard.]]
Bianca inhaled sharply as the building rumbled to life. [********] Bianca swore under her breath. Something was happening and that was never good, especially if it was happening to a building you happened to be standing on. She slung the rucksack onto the pad and hopped on, a grenade in each hand, ready to toss into the fun. "Can't you beam Joe out or something?"

Phantom

(( Well one of two things can happen here!

They can go back inside, or, they can be killed as the GPD sinks into the ground and is covered in armor! ( Not to mention like, sinking down next to your own grenades! )

KB'll start making his way over soon to bust y'all, so hang tight.

Awww, guess I just get Joseph tonight. ))

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