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Edited by Potato:
2/12/2016 1:33:00 PM
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[b]A woman walks into a bar. She looks around, to make sure no police are nearby. There isn't, so she looks straight into the eyes of the cashier..[/b]
You will give me all of the money, or this place will fly...
[b]She says, as some of the tables are lift up...[/b]
[spoiler]Open...[/spoiler]
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[b]She hears metallic thumping behinder, and the sounds of somethimg revving up, and something powering on[/b] "Put. the table. back."
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Hmm... How about no. [b]She says, as she turns around and looks at you straight in the eyes.[/b]
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Edited by Kain The Slain: 2/12/2016 5:10:51 PM
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Edited by Potato: 2/12/2016 9:11:45 PM[b] [/b]
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[b]a laser pointer flies around the room, focusing on the bartender. Moments later a bullet flies past, grazing your face as it enters the neck of the bartender, sending him sprawling to the ground, It's a sniper[/b]
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[b]It doesn't graze her, as it goes around her, although it still hits the bartender. She turns around and looks straight into his eyes.. The bullet from the guy's neck starts to get out and start levitating. She sends it straight to his head...[/b]
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[b]he dives for cover on a rooftop a a good 100 meters away, an American football field. [/b] "I WAS TRYING TO HELP YOU, BUT WHATEVER."
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And I wanted him alive... [b]She says, as the bullet is going after him..[/b]
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"If you wanted him to live I recommend you find another bartender, not like where in a shortage of them." [b]he jumps through the ventilation systems[/b]
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[b]Right below you, the flooring drops..[/b] But that one was the richest...
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"The money is still there mate, but you took the time to chase me down for backing you up, and the "patrons" have likely taken it by now" [b]he falls and draws a knife and handgun[/b]
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[b]You can hear people screaming, as people who were taking stuff from the body are being chocked.[/b] I wouldn't be too sure... [b]She says, as bags start floating towards her...[/b]
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"Want some help?" [b]he drops a backpack and guards the doors with a handgun[/b]
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I got it... [b]As the bags drop to the ground. A car starts to float over here, and is softly dropped on the ground.[/b] Load the car, I will make sure nothing gets to us or the car... [b]You see the car is a Lamborghini..[/b]
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"Aye." [b]he loads the sports car rather quickly. He pulls the mask up and loads a sniper rifle.[/b] "I'll cover you. Drive, don't stop till you see alliance personnel... I guess they'll help, any enemy of the Feds are a friend of theirs." [b]he runs down an alley, the same laser pointer goes from person to person, nailing anyone who may be a threat[/b]
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[b]The bullets go faster than usual, and seem to seek them. She gets in the car, and starts to drive. Once she gets about a mile away, the bullets start to go the normal speed. You then see she left a bag...[/b]
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[b]he hides behind an AC unit for about a half hour to let the area calm down. He sneaks out and grabs the bag, opening it.[/b]
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[b]It has 1 dollar, with a piece a paper with a phone number...[/b] [i]407-867-5309[/i]
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[b]he laughs, taking the bag and running off through the rooftops, on to god knows where[/b]
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[spoiler]End?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]sure, unless you wanna keep going.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Dont exactly know...[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]i guess I can pull of a..[/spoiler] [b]he follows the road the car drove down[/b]
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[b]You see the car ditched in an alleyway. You see another bag...[/b]
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[b]he picks it up and opens it[/b]
