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 Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 9:51 pm
Sewers... loud sounds traveling.... hmmmm, Damon Macready thought a moment and then fitted a silencer on the MP5. Big Daddy then followed Catgirl, Arell, and the others into the sewers.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 10:35 pm
Crystal ducked around a corner and looked around. Her nose wouldn't work around here so she had to rely on her other senses. She looked back at the ones following, making sure they were keeping up, before she ducked around another corner.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 7:32 am
Arell lit a flashlight as they walked in the sewer. Since Dundee quit and C.J. went topside to provide cover with Jonah, they were the only three in the sewer. However, what they didn't expect was Smitty. He had apparently stumbled into the right tunnel, bouncing off of the big Cajun's chest.
"Huh?! What th' . . . ?! ALRIGHT, DON'T MOVE! This time I gotcha. I gotcha covered this time!" Smitty yelped excitedly as he went to draw his pistol, pointing the thing at Arell, Crystal and Big Daddy.
"Oh brother. Smitty, d'ya REALLY have t' try an' capture us? I mean after all, you're outnumbered 3-1 down here, and we got two more up surface level. Jest give up an' go home, man." Arell said, trying to calm the mafioso down.
"No! Y'all are MINE! I'm NOT lettin' that hack Valentine get the capture I've been waiting YEARS to do!" Smitty growled, the gun pointed at Arell, who was laughing.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:40 am
Big Daddy kept himself from laughing. One, Smitty had a pistol; while Macready held a silenced MP5 submachine gun ready to go. Two, Smitty wasn't wearing body armor, and Big Daddy was. When Macready had clear line of fire, the vigilante simply let off a quick burst of automatic fire at Smitty.
PFUT PFUT PFUT PFUT PFUT PFUT!!!
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:57 am
Smitty just about jumped three feet in the air, now holding onto a pipe above them. "YOU GODDAMN PSYCHOPATH! I THOUGHT BATMAN WASN'T ALLOWED TO CARRY A GUN!!" the Mafioso shouted, scared out of his mind.
"He's not Batman, knucklehead." Arell growled. "Now get outta here befo' he shoots you. Or if he won't, I will!" he said, being as articulate as a Cajun patois allowed him to be.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 12:12 pm
Big Daddy just smiled and angled his weapon up toward Smitty, "Why are we letting this guy go? Either I could just shoot him, or you can club him like a pinata?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 12:18 pm
"Please doan'letthescarymanwiththegunshootme, Arell . . . show a little mercy?! PLEASE?!?" Smitty asked, scared for his life as Arell laughed.
"He just took on all three of us with a pistol. Let's just put a foot up his a** an' send him back to Don Razolli. Small potatoes." Arell said, using the hand motion for small as Smitty fell down from the pipe.
"Wow, that's all you got?" Smitty asked, but took it back when Arell stuck his sawed-off shotgun under Smitty's nose.
"Want me t' change my mind?" Arell asked.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 1:23 pm
Crystal smirked, watching the others. "I think there's one of Fuji-kin's old five inch heels back in the base." She pointed back at the hole. "It's not too late for me to go back for it if y'all like."
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 1:35 pm
"Go on ahead, babe. I'll deal wit' takin' out de trash." Arell said casually as Smitty stared down the Sawed-off the big Cajun had pointed at his face.
"You really wouldn't shoot yer ol' High School football teammate, would you?" Smitty asked, trying to use a little reason on the boy, who looked at Smitty a little funny.
"Since WHEN were you on de football team?" Arell asked.
"Okay . . . so I played Piccolo in the marching band, but still!" Smitty pleaded.
"Jest get on outta here." Arell growled.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 7:48 pm
Big Daddy safetied his MP5 and casually drew one of his pistols, shooting around Smitty's feet, "Get lost, Dip$#&%!!!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 9:23 pm
Smitty dodged the bullets and high-tailed it out of that sewer like the Devil himself was chasing him, leaving Arell and Crystal with the "Batman" that the mafioso was damning to hell with every breath he took, while Arell laughed a little bit.
"I've nevah seen dat boy so scared fer his life as far as I've known him." Arell said with a smirk on his face.
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2012 8:40 am
d**k was leaning up against a tree, watching the sewer lid for Smitty to return. The other two hadn't interested him, they weren't his target so he out right ignored them.
Crystal snickered and hugged onto Arell's arm. "Well let's go." She pulled him along towards one of the exits near the road to Wayne Manor.
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2012 9:04 am
Smitty shot out of that manhole like a cannonball. Wheezing to catch his breath he looked at Valentine.
"We're gonna need some bigger guns . . . hell, we need the National Guard!!" Smitty yelped. He hadn't accounted for "Batman" with a submachine gun! He was scared, really scared judging by the new wet spot on his pants.
Meanwhile, C.J. and Jonah were walking around on their way to Wayne Manor. "Huh, we got the easy part, Hex. We haven't even SEEN a mafia goon!" C.J. said, scratching his head. I wonder if Sapph is up this way. Maybe I'll get lucky here, too! he thought as Dundee came walking up with them, well not WITH them, a few paces behind, getting Hex's attention.
"No, we got us a deserter though!" Hex growled, turning around and training his gun on Dundee, who looked a little surprised.
"-GULP!- Maybe we should t-t-t-talk about this, huh?" Dundee stuttered.
Meanwhile, a few feet below their feet, Arell, Crystal and Big Daddy walked along the road, Arell holding on to Crystal's hand, like Tom and Becky lost in the caves.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 3:07 pm
Big Daddy continued down the sewer tunnels with the others, remaining alert looking down every corridor, "Be very careful. When I went through here with the tank earlier, I could have sworn I saw Killer Croc."
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 3:31 pm
Arell smirked. "Killer Croc? Well, I'm half Gator, che'. We'll see who's de real killer if he acts up." he said with a smirk. Of course, he was getting a little too big for his britches, but that was how the guy rolled.
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