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 Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 10:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 1:04 am
Ian stumbled out of the allyways as the flashbacks of the asylum faded. Everything was foggy in his mind... the memory a blur of screams and violent thoughts... He felt the cold metal of his gun holstered at his side under a hidden flap on his pants to keep it concealed. A man grabbed him by the back and quickly whispered to him.. "common buddy hand over your wallet."
Ian tried to turn but was only greeted with a violent shake as the mans grip tightened "don't try anything funny mister or I swear to god I'll cut your a** up man, now give me your damn wallet!" the robber said getting impatient with the somewhat drunk looking victem.
Ian gritted his teeth as a headache shot through his head, drowning out hte mans voice. Suddenly the man behind him screamed as he was tossed back and slammed hard into a dumpster, his spine snapping loudly as a spray off blood came from his mouth. Ian paid no attention, continuing his wobbly stupor down the sidewalk as the limp body of the robber fell to the ground in a sikening thud in the allyway.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:30 am
Simon pressed the eject button on the car's CD player and tossed out that same CD. The music playing was annoying; so Simon sort of had to. The moment Albert buckled up, Simon was already ready to drive off, he took the sawn-off shotgun from the back seat, and tossed it to Albert. "Use it if anyone tries to stop us."
Simon put his own CD. It was playing "Seperation of the Church and Skate." The car sped away from the scene the music blasting out of the expensive radio. Simon just had to steal it.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:44 am
Albert caught the gun, and inspected it carefully. He was kind of confused. He's never used a gun like this before, but it's about time he started to learn. "I don't think anyone's going to be on our tail until we make a bigger scene."
Unfortunately, behind them was a police car that had caught them speeding. "What already?! We're seriously going to have to talk after this." Albert poked his head out the window and put the Shotgun out the window. "Dammit! I can't aim it! The car's too far!" He got back in and waited just a little longer.
At the same time, Simon's Music was rock the car. Albert covered his ears, he wasn't the kind to listen to loud music. He personally preferred the sounds of the Zheng.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 11:27 am
Simon continued to drive in the same direction whilst Albert spoke to him about the probability of being followed. "Well, that panda seems to be tailing us."
"Sure." Simon responded to Albert's demand to talk later. He didn't really mind talking about this, he actually didn't even know what Albert wanted to talk about. "********," yelled Simon once Albert informed him on their shotgun problem.
He slowed down a bit, in which let the police cruiser gain on them. That's it! Now, Albert, was in range to fire with the sawn-off. "Shoot now!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 4:54 pm
Albert held the shotgun close to his face. He waited a moment "Watch closely now. You'll never see it again." Albert opened the door and jumped out of the car. He landed on his heels, his shoes lined with steel, scraping the pavement, sparking less and less as his speed began to drop. With an instant, he jumped forward and on to the police car's hood.
He aimed the shotgun at the cop's face,"Sorry, I don't need you tailing us. Tell your daughter or son, I said 'sorry.'" He moved his aim from the cop's face, rather, to his arm. He pulled the trigger and shot right through the glass. A splatter of blood covered the inside of the car. The cop screamed in pain as his partner began to panic. The cop's bicep was completely gone, the other half of his arm was "driving" the wheel.
Albert smiled and jumped high above the car, and landed back on top of Simon's car. He looked back to see that the Police Car swirved off the road and into a nearby resturant called the "NoHo Star." "Bah, I hated that resturant anyway. I hope they got out safe." Albert jumped back in to the open door, his response was,"Did you miss me?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 6:40 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 6:45 pm
Simon just continued; except he slowed down a bit more. He couldn't deny his partner's mettle. Kudos had to awarded upon his return, but Simon wasn't the complimenting type. Anywho, the situation was far to weird for his taste. With the rear view mirror, Simon stared as Albert landed on the hood and shot the cop. Where did the round hit, he did not know, but due to it being a twelve gauge the cop would die of bloodloss soon. People don't just survive a buckshot at close range.
Once Albert returned and spoke. Simon turned right on route to Brooklyn. He also turned to look at Albert, pulling down his bandanna, and letting his sunglasses slide down the edge of his nose. "You aren't real," he said simply turning back to look at the road. The Narrator wondered when Simon would get to do something.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:14 pm
Jay bounded through the back alleys, she wasn't wearing the lovely jacket she had stolen, but that was okay. She had made a little bit of cash the night before as well, down in the subway she caught a dealer, had a little chat with him then, naturally, dispatched of him, stole his stock, and his money.
She was energized, and, not broke anymore.
She did what she did every saturday night, either went to one of the clubs, easily passing as an older woman, despite the fact that if you really looked at her, she was noticeable 16, or go shopping.
The stores that were open this time of night, which, really wasn't that late, were always the good ones, first stop, a store off the eastside that sold leather apperal, this should be fun.
She made a break for it, and entered. She was still wearing what she had before, white tanktop, and blue jeans, she hid her 'stock' in her backpocket, unless the keep wanted any.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:20 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:30 pm
The shopkeeper, which had seen her Jay every now and then, a girl with blonde dredlocks, a real punk if you know what i mean, nodded upward to her and made a hand gesture.
"hey" she said. "what's up with yuh tonight?"
she said with a smile that made her dark red lipstick and lip piercing pop.
"nuthing, whut' aboutchoo?" she said back to her, leaning on the counter.
"ah, nuthin'. Anythin' yur lookin' for in particular?' Her accent was almost worse than Jay's, she must have been born in brooklyn or something. Jay knew her pretty well I guess.
She turned to the side and lifted her leg, putting her shoe on the counter, and when the shopkeeper winced, Jay nodded.
"i got just the thing for yah.." she said, walking towards the back room, and disappearing.
"right on..." Jay said with a devious smile, looking at the rings on the counter, and slipping a few into her back pocket casually.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:50 pm
About 15 minutes later, Jay walked out of the shop in nicer clothing.
The shopkeeper, (who's name was Lisa) offered to keep her other clothing in the backroom, it seemed they were becomming okay friends.
She also offered to give her a black zip-up hoody, that wasn't too big on her, but very warm, and went nicely with the black leather pants and stilletto knee-high boots, in exchange for a bit of J.
The boots, and the pants, came to 237$ total, not bad. It was surprising though, the boots more than the pants, heh.
The hoodie Jay was wearing was slim, not bulky, and hung down just above the back pockets of her pants, that fitted to her curves and went sleekly overtop of the boots.
The hoodie also fitted to her nicely, but not as much as the pants, oh no, but the hoodie besides the fact it was so warm, made her look a little more curvy.
She made her way down the street, looking for something to do, maybe she'd head to the club, that seemed like a good idea actually.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:24 pm
She was still traveling, remembering her one love, her only love for vampire. Her traveling never seemed to end, and Eihwa was still not in her range, she thought she might just give up soon, but she would wait a few more days before it came to that.
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