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Over Yandere Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 6:43 pm
Tanya was mostly absorbed into her game when out of the corner of her eye she happened to spot Dom walk inside the bank. It was an odd occurrence for her since she wasn't normally attracted to the tall, dark, quiet type. Perhaps it was something hidden deep down in her DNA but she couldn't tell you about that since her specialty was plants. Perhaps this incident was more useful than she realized though. That small distraction had already tipped her subconscious flight or fight response as her brain processed the masked men bearing automatic weapons. A group of five came in through the front door with another five appearing from an emergency exit door. As the men stormed the lobby Tanya quickly dialed 911 on her phone with the speaker phone on. The rapid impact of bullets on the ceiling caused the bank to erupt into screams of panic. "Everyone down on the floor on the now." one of them yelled as the men corralled everyone into the center of the lobby. Despite all of the noise and commotion Tanya could hear what seemed like the faint sounds of gun fire on the second floor. Holy s**t, why'd this have to happen today? she thought as her mind raced. On the other end of the phone the 911 operator was trying to get some info from Tanya. Hearing the operator's voice asking for information Tanya brought the phone up to her mouth and managed to get in the words "Bank of America" before a man knocked into her and sent the phone flying. s**t, s**t, s**t, where'd it go!? Her eyes scanned the floor as she crawled around next to people's feet. Over There! Tanya desperately crawled towards the phone before she was intercepted by a foot. As she slid across the floor into somebody she clutched at her stomach and cringed in pain. As she blinked trying to clear her blurry vision Tanya saw her phone get riddled with bullets before she found herself surrounded by the crowd. With everyone herded into a large group in the center of the lobby three of robbers remained on guard while the other two moved behind the teller windows with one the employee's at gun point.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 7:06 pm
Nora was fiddling with her hair and checking up on her experiments with her phone when she heard the siren. When the black sports car started to pull over on its own, Nora said to herself, "Oh man, just what I needed..." Sighing, Nora stretched her arms, and took out her license and registration, pressing a few buttons on her phone to disable the car's security systems. She pointed to the window and it rolled down, waiting a moment or two before the cop strolled up to her window. Handing her information to the police officer, she replied simply, "Most likely because I didn't have my hands on the wheel, right?" Nora looked up at the woman, the right side of her face covered by her hair, obscuring her scars and her eye. Nora smiled and said, "Sorry about that, just got a little distracted with an important matter." Nora was annoyed but didn't show it; she was going to have to make a new registration and license, and change the plate on her car again. Nora glanced at her phone again; it was streaming the live CCTV feed in the bank, minus the sound. Nora smiled and thought to herself, "Well these guys certainly know what they're doing. They certainly brought enough people, too bad they'll have to split it into such small cuts; it would be better if they cut out half their guys." Nora looked back up to the police officer and smiled, saying, "What's with the Steel Port police department and all their beautiful female officers? I mean being best friends with one is strange enough, but getting pulled over by someone with such stunning features is far too improbable to be a simple coincidence; too bad I don't believe in fate. May I ask your name Officer... Stephenson?" Nora smiled at the female officer, yes she was hitting on her, but only because she had nothing else to do and had a few rather large drinks just a few minutes ago.
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Amazon Lady 22 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 7:25 pm
Charlie took the woman's information and scanned it quickly, taking note of her name, age, and birth date. Charlie arched an eyebrow, although the gesture was lost behind Charlie's sunglasses. "Yes, that would be why. It's not safe for you or the other drivers if you don't have your hands on the wheel. Slows your reaction time. I'll let you check on that important matter," Charlie nodded to the woman's cell phone "while I check out your information. Now, I know I don't have to tell you not to go anywhere."
Charlie ran "Nora Kain"'s information through the database, and as she expected, it came back clean. Sighing, Charlie got out of the car and shut the door, then walked back to the window. "I'll let you off with a small fine this time Nora. If an important matter comes up while you're driving, please pull over and deal with it while the vehicle is in park. That way no one has to be endangered." Charlie blinked as she realized Ms. Kain hadn't been listening to a word she said. "Beautiful female officers? Stunning? Is this woman hitting on me?!" Charlie thought, incredulous. She was so shocked, she gave her name. "It's Charlie." She said, frowning, as if she couldn't believe she'd spoken out loud.
Just then, Charlie's radio squawked. "There is a current 2013 in progress, all units to report to the Steel Port Bank immediately. Armed robbery in progress. I repeat, all units report to ..." Charlie pulled the radio off her hip and sent a message to the dispatcher that she was on her way. "Looks like you're getting off easy on this one, Nora. Both hands on the wheel from now on, okay?" Charlie called over her shoulder as she jogged back to the car. Flicking on the lights and the sirens, Charlie pulled a U-turn and sped off towards the bank, carefully weaving in and out of traffic.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 7:41 pm
Dom was barely in the bank for five minutes - just enough time to get to the back of one of the horrid lines for a teller - when gun shots rang out. Women immediately started screaming and the crowd starting moving as the men in masks shouted their orders over the din. Dominic was jostled from every side while people ran this way and that in a blind panic. It was his absolute worst nightmare, the chaos and fear swelling around him and threatening to devour him whole.
Caught unaware and panic-frozen, Dom had allowed himself to be swept up and moved with the crowd, when suddenly someone slid into him and took them both down. Dominic managed to twist so that he was on the bottom, and bore the brunt of the fall, being careful to cradle the woman in his lap so she wouldn't be hurt. "Are you alright, miss?" Dom whispered to the woman sitting between his knees with her back to his chest. He laid his hands very gently on her shoulders, trying to assess any damage while drawing as little attention as possible and never taking his eyes off the masked men who now moved around the room.
When the woman didn't answer right away, Dom stole a quick glance down at her, and was surprised to feel a spark of recognition. He didn't know the woman - Dom certainly had no idea what her name was - but he was sure he had seen her before. Brushing the notion aside, Dom went back to watching the robbers. "Are you alright?" He whispered again. "God, this is just like one of my comic book plots. I hope Spock will be okay outside. If I make it through this, I'll have some excellent new material." His heart was racing from the adrenaline, and Dom could feel the familiar prickling behind his eyes that indicated his powers were kicking in. Quickly, Dom blinked the feeling away, and concentrated on his breathing while he waited for the woman to respond.
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Amazon Lady 22 Vice Captain
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Over Yandere Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 8:09 pm
Tanya felt confused and sick to her stomach as she laid on the on the floor. Somewhere in the back of her mind she thought she heard someone trying to talk to her. Her body cringed a couple times as it attempted to throw up but nothing happened. Then her mind picked up that voice again but this time she definitely knew that someone was trying to talk to her. "Are you alright?" the voice said to her. "I feel a little dizzy but I'm better off than my phone." she said to whom ever was speaking to her. As her vision cleared she looked up at the man who her mind now registered was holding her. It was the same man that she had noticed before the attack to her surprise. "How about you?" she asked him.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 11:30 pm
"Class dismissed." Nikolai was glad that the lecture finally ended. He hated his English class; he knew the language and, as far as he was concerned all the best pieces of literature, mostly comic books. But he needed the credits, so their was little he could do. Instead, now that it was over, he opted to hang out at the dorm. Gabe would still be at his math class, so it was going to be pretty boring.
Headed for the dormitory, Nikolai saw a large squad of police cars careen down the street near the University. That many cruisers, must be something BIG, Nikolai thought, this...this could be my chance to introduce myself to the city. Quickly running into his dorm, he changed into his suit. He had no idea how it worked or what it was made of, but Gabe told him it would simply allow him to discharge and recharge energy quickly and safely, meaning Gabe did not fully understand what the suit (that HE built) was capable of. Nikolai next grabbed his lightning-rod weapon; he had done a little practice, but nothing substantial. This was going to be good practice.
Nikolai still did not know where to go however. Thinking quickly, he thought, Maybe I can use my power to bend radio waves? Maybe? Seeing little other options, he turned on his stereo and began to generate electricity above it, basically having no idea what to do. "This is 98.5..." He tried turning his wrist to see if it changed things. "You are listening to smooth jazz on 101.1..." He tried the the other direction. "There is a current 2013 in progress, all units to report to the Steel Port Bank immediately. Armed robbery in progress. I repeat, all units report to ..." The Steel Port Bank! Now knowing the destination, he rushed out of the dorm headed for the bank.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 7:13 am
Nora smiled at the officer and repeated her name, "Charlie... Nice name." It was then that the officer's radio squawked and she headed back to her car. Nora waved to the woman and watched out of the rear view mirror thinking, "And she said I was the one endangering people..." Nora shrugged and pointed to the window again as it rolled up, and the car revved to life again, pulling back out into traffic. Nora still didn't have her hands on the wheel though, she was too busy watching the camera to the bank. Smiling lightly, she only noticed the fact that she had pulled into her garage when the door closed behind her and the car started to lower underground. When the elevator stopped, Nora opened the car door and stepped out into her darkened lair. Clapping twice she said, to the room in general, "Lights. TV. Music." The lights immediately flipped on and the large number of TVs on the wall switched on as well, not to a TV station, but to the various different CCTV cameras in the bank.
There was a click and a whir and a female voice that only sounded slightly computerized spoke through the various speakers in the room, "Welcome home Nora. Your music selection is currently set for repeat on your playlist 'Mix 3' would you like to change this?" Nora smiled and replied to the feminine computer, "No thank you Exadi, that's fine. Any progress on the S8-1B project?" The computer paused a moment and started playing music, which then had it's volume turned down as the computer quickly replied, "Very well then. As for progress, there has been little, I'm afraid it will take some time to develop and process a prototype." Nora simply smiled and sat down in her rather large and comfortable chair in front of the TV screens. She replied before Exadi asked for her input, "That's fine, I figured it wouldn't be finished for a while, just keep working full speed on it." Nora flipped a few switches and her chair raised up slightly and moved on a track over to her actual lab area. Sighing, Nora hopped out of her chair and looked over the table, it had various computer circuit boards laying around, with pieces and parts laying everywhere. Nora thought for a moment and then grabbed her tools, beginning to work on making a new circuit board for one of her inventions. As she worked, she glanced up at the CCTV screens every so often, wondering who the robbers were, but not caring enough to have her computer do an investigation into the matter.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:49 am
Dom shifted slightly so that the girl was no longer on his lap, being careful not to alert the robbers to the movement and draw attention to them. When he was sitting comfortably beside her, he said "I've been better. Crowded public places aren't really my thing. Too many stupid people. Especially in these kinds of situations." Dom clenched and unclenched his fist, a classic sign that he was stressed, according to the psychologist his boss had made him visit.
Dominic continued to watch the masked men and made mental notes of his surroundings - what he could use as a weapon physically, and what he could hurl mentally. When Dom was 12, he made the mistake of relying soley on his powers. Two older school yard bullies had been picking on a younger girl, and Dom had tried to stop them. The two boys pushed him out of the way and continued taunting the girl, so Dom had mentally picked up a piece of pipe laying near by and hit one of the boys in the stomach with it. Dom had been so focused on the boy he was attacking, he forgot about the other bully. The second boy sucker punched Dom in the ribs, breaking his focus, and the two boys beat Dom to a bloody pulp. The girl took Dom home and her mom helped clean him up. The next day, Dom's foster parents returned him to the orphanage because they didn't want "a fighter". Either way, Dom had learned his lesson, and he'd been learning how to fight mentally AND physically ever since.
"Now don't be stupid, Dom. This isn't a school yard fight, and this isn't one of your comic books. Just sit down, shut up and don't move. The cops will handle these guys." In the distance, Dom could just make out the howling of police sirens. "If these guys don't do anything stupid in the mean time." He thought to himself, unconsciously shifting to offer the girl beside him as much protection as he could.
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Amazon Lady 22 Vice Captain
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Amazon Lady 22 Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 3:10 pm
Charlie rolled up to the barrier, nodded to the officer, and was waved through the police barricade. She parked her car and jumped out of the car, sliding on her bullet proof vest as she made her way to the cluster of officers standing by the back of the tech van. "Alright, what do we have?" The officer closest to Charlie shook his head.
"Not much, Stephenson. The bank camera feed seems to be on a continual loop of old footage. We got no eyes inside. Wouldn't even know anything was going on accept for the barricaded doors and a phone call from a civilian's cell phone inside."
The officer played the recording. Charlie could hear the automatic weapon go off, and screams of panic erupt immediately after."Everyone on the floor now." A man yelled as the panic and chaos continued in the bank. As far as Charlie could tell, no one had been hurt - yet. A woman's voice whispered "Bank of America", there was a muffled oath and the sound of the phone hitting the ground, sliding....then shots rang out again and the phone went silent.
Charlie looked at the officers gathered around her. It was clear no one had taken charge of the situation yet. "Alright, we may have injured citizens within the bank - I refuse to consider the possibility of casualties until we get visual confirmation. I want sniper teams on the roofs there - " Charlie pointed " - and there. I need to find a way to get eyes in the bank. I want someone to get me a telephone line to run out to the bank. SWAT, whoever we need. These guys don't just rob a bank for nothing. They're making some sort of point. Honestly, who robs a bank and thinks they're just going to walk away? They have something to say, and I want to hear it." Charlie had walked up to the edge of the crime scene tape baracade and was surveying the bank, trying to see through the windows, hoping the SWAT time would arrive sooner rather than later so they could start trying to figure this mess out, and make sure no one lost anyone today.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 12:11 am
Rissa had been in the cab for no more than 15 minutes before her phone started to vibrate again. Nora's text made her laugh slightly and she wondered if she might be able to hook her up with one of the task force before the phone started to sing. "hello? this is Rissa speaking" she answered before pulling the phone away from her ear,
"Rissa where the hell are you! we need your a** here as soon as possible!' Rissa was shocked by the abrupt shouts and nearly crushed the phone in irritation, "But sir you kicked me out of the office only a few hours ago! she said back gritting her teeth "oh for the love of- no this isn't about the case Rissa we need you here by the bank, a 2013, we need you now Rissa Rissa cursed and reached a had to the driver, On it ill be there as soon as i can she said to her commanding officer before closing the phone, "i need you to get me to steel port bank as fast as you can she told the driver pulling out her license and showing it to the cab driver before sitting back and sighing in disappointment, Sorry Han, looks like I'm back to work she sighed looking at her phone afraid to call her boyfriend and decline their date night again, why did i ever take that promotion she thought finally gaining the gumption to dial the number.
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Over Yandere Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 12:34 pm
Tanya nodded to Dom to show that she was listening. Right now was clearly not the best time to be more social than she had already been. She couldn't really see anything from inside the crowd of people but it sounded like the robbers had made it into the vault and were starting to move the cash and rummage through the safety deposit boxes.
The phone began to ring at one of the teller stations and the man who was leading the main floor team walked over and answered it. "Listen up, I am in charge of this situation not the police, I will call you not the other way around. So here are the rules, when you get me something that I want you get a hostage, when I don't get what I want a hostage gets killed, when we have everything we want you get the remaining hostages except for one, and when we have made our escape the final hostage will be released. See you in 30 minutes." He finished before hanging up the phone.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 3:23 pm
Charlie sighed and hung up the phone. "Bring the criminal psychologist over here to listen to this. See what they can come up with for theories." She walked away from the phone and announced to the officers around her. "Okay, these guys are going to be making demands. We give them what they want, we get a hostage. We don't give them what they want, they kill someone. I WILL NOT LET THAT HAPPEN. I have no intention of giving them anything. We have to find a way to diffuse this situation, and we have 30 minutes to do it before they make contact again."
Charlie waved her hand and dismissed her colleagues to find a way to make that happen. "Where is that SWAT team?" she thought to herself as she surveyed the bank again. Charlie took her hair out of it's ponytail and ran her fingers through it, thinking. "What am I going to do? I can't let them hurt anyone on my watch. They didn't say who they were or what they'd be demanding. I don't like this."
The worst part for Charlie was the waiting and the feeling of helplessness. She'd rather be in the thick of things, in the middle of the bank with a firm understanding of what was happening inside the bank, and the motivations of the people "in charge". Charlie sighed, and looked at her team busy at work, trying to figure out a way to see into the bank. She took a deep breath, finger combed her hair back into it's ponytail, and walked back to her team. "Alright, do those snipers have a visual yet?"
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Amazon Lady 22 Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:31 pm
Just before the robbers broke into the bank, a meeting had been taking place in the conference room upstairs. There were some very important clients meeting with some of the bank executives at that time. Vincent Myriot was one of the biggest clients this bank had. In fact, his grandfather had started this bank. And it still remained family owned, only run by other people on his company's payroll. As such, Vincent had to be at this meeting to discuss the quarterly statements for the bank itself. Granted, he didn't really want to be here, but he was only there because he had to show his face every once in a while.
He had excused himself to use the restroom and was about to head down the hall back towards the conference room, when the alarm went off in the building. Finally his day seemed to become at least a little bit interesting. Blinking in curiosity, Vincent knew that the alarm going off couldn't be good. This was confirmed by the muffled gunshots being fired into the ceiling. 'Well, that can't be good.' he thought before stepping back into the restroom.
Once back inside, he used one of the stalls to change into the costume he had designed for himself. He was carrying his briefcase with him now and he had the costume folded into a nice neat pile in it. He quickly changed into his costume, pulling the mask over his face and tying it closed at the back. He took out a short pole from the case as well. He pressed a hidden button on it to extend the forks at the end of it. Now he was ready. He figured that maybe the police might need some help from inside the bank if this turned out to be a hostage situation. When he emerged from the stall, Vincent was clothed in his costume and had folded his suit into his briefcase. He had also placed a voice disguiser into the mask so no one would recognize him by the sound of his voice.
As soon as he was ready, Vincent left the restroom and hid at the corner of the hallway and where the big room of cubicles were located. He then peeked around the corner using the reflections on the metal of his spear. He could see some of the robbers wandering around, carrying their weapons. A small smile came over his lips even though it wouldn't be visible behind the mask. The first robber that came the closest would be the unfortunate person to get whacked over the head with Vincent's spear. Vincent would never kill someone with his forked spear. The spikes were just for show really, and some intimidation wouldn't hurt either.
Anyway, Vince swung the spear pole down upon the unlucky robber's head, causing the man to collapse to the ground. The sound of a body hitting the floor caught the attention of the other masked men, who all spun to face his direction. "Hey guys! What's shakin'?" Vincent asked right before the surprised group of robbers began aiming for him. Fortunately, Vincent managed to duck into a cubicle in time to have the rounds fly over his head. "Man. What a horrible welcoming committee..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 12:52 pm
From her phone Rissa was able to gain as much information on the situation as the media had while the Taxi sped through the streets. Hostage situation huh? this is no good she thought finding the Taxi coming to a halt, looking up she noticed traffic, "this will do, ill get there faster on my own to feet this time thanks" she said dropping the money in the passenger seat before jumping out and running though the traffic, shoving the crowd aside as she made her way to the police lines.
"I WILL NOT LET THIS HAPPEN" the shout from behind the lines drew Rissa's attention as she showed her badge to the nearest officer and made her way to the group of officers. "the Thieves have made their demands I'm guessing?" she asked as she reached the group and several of the Officers moved to allow Rissa some room. "the thieves wish to trade hostages for a safe get away." an officer informed her and Rissa looked to Charlie, "impossible, just because they think they can get out of that bank dosn't mean they can get away free, they must have someone working with them, Take care of the hostages officer, ill have my department watch the Culprits for their escape route, there should be a way to stop them outside of the bank"
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Amazon Lady 22 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 6:56 am
Charlie turned to the female officer who had joined the group and listened. "Alright then, here's what we'll do. Since we can't see what's going on inside the bank, we'll split into teams, some of my men and some of hers. My men will be responsible for the hostages, and the hostages only. Get them to safety and away from the bank as quickly as possible. The other officers will be responsible for watching everyone that comes out of the bank. Chances are the bad guys are gonna try to escape with the crowd, blend in and then make their escape. If no one runs in the opposite direction immediately, it will be your job to watch the hostages and make sure no one bolts. If they do, follow them."
Charlie turned to let the two groups of men split up to cover each of the possible exits, and waved the other female officer over. "Look, if these guys run, I'm coming with your team. I want to catch these bastards. I don't want them to kill anyone, especially not on my watch. And I don't intend to give them the chance. Now we just have to wait for them to make contact again." Charlie moved to help the men coordinate and prepare.
Throughout all the preparations, not being able to see into the bank was really bothering Charlie. "If the cameras were put on a continual loop...there has to be a way to change it back to the footage..." She turned to search through the crowd of officers, looking to see if anyone would be able to help her out. No one in her squad was really tech-savvy, though, so Charlie turned to look for the other female officer again. "Hey," Charlie said when she spotted her, and tapped her lightly on the shoulder, "Is there anyone in your unit who's good with computers or something? This camera feed has been bothering me. If someone can make it so that it plays the same tape over and over, couldn't someone change it back? I just...I don't know of anyone that could do something like that, and I'm hoping you did. Someone we can trust. Do you know of anybody?"
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