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Post by alex on Mar 3, 2005 17:37:38 GMT -5
Ah, intresting. he turned around. He needed a weapon to get the gun that was on the terrorist next to him.
He looked around. There some some pieces of broken glass on the ground, his hands were tied. So this would be difficult. He reached down slowely and picked it up. He then lunged up and knocked the guy on the ground and slit his throat. He grabbed the gun and quickley dragged the guy back into his seat. He turned to the secretary. Cut me free. he gave her the shard of glass.
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Post by septimus aslakhanov on Mar 3, 2005 17:43:38 GMT -5
septimus wakes up in his apartment, on a matress with no frame. he goes through his morning routine, cigarette, and coffee, then goes for a walk. he stops by a payphone, and dials a number.
"....septimus... yeah, it's about him. i don't trust him.... would you have someone keep an eye on him? ....alright." he hangs up, and continues walking.
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Ian "Mad" Sweeney
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Post by Ian "Mad" Sweeney on Mar 3, 2005 17:50:44 GMT -5
" 'Bout ye, you buzzies. This is your new captain speaking. At the next stop, everyone but Alexander Larson will be allowed to exit the train. We've got no quarrel with you," Sweeney says over the intercom.
"I also understand there's some sort of socialist soiree in Moscow goin' on, so if you blokes wanna stay the way so you can get there faster, that's fine with us."
Sweeney hears one one his men cry out.
"Bloody feckin' git," he mumbles. He walks out. Larson has a piece of glass.
Sweeney shoots at Larson's other shoulder, and one of his legs. Sweeney has very, very good aim, and it is doubtful that a middle aged man like Larson would be able to dodge.
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Post by lulu on Mar 3, 2005 17:52:50 GMT -5
Alice lasky cut the rope that bound Alex and smiled. "There all free. But sir...if they don't let you off I am staying on with you." She was very dedicated to her boss and business.
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Post by alex on Mar 3, 2005 17:55:43 GMT -5
Alex shook his head. I'm going to try and subdue the terrorists, then the cops can have them at the next stop. He grabbed the gun and wrapped the sling over his head. He had to shoot with his left arm, but he was sure he could do it.
He looked into the aisle. He could see them. But it would be to hard with the by standers.
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Ian "Mad" Sweeney
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Post by Ian "Mad" Sweeney on Mar 3, 2005 17:55:45 GMT -5
((Both of your arms are shot. Unless you have a third arm, you wouldn't be able to do that.))
Sweeney advances on Lulu, grabs her by the hair, and hits her in the side of the head with his gun butt, hard enough to knock her out.
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Post by alex on Mar 3, 2005 17:56:42 GMT -5
OOC: Where did you come from xD? You shot one arm! wtf Well... umm. Lets jsut say you shot my shooting arm.
IC: Alex turns quickly and points the gun at Sweeney. Dont touch her!
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Ian "Mad" Sweeney
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Post by Ian "Mad" Sweeney on Mar 3, 2005 18:00:12 GMT -5
((I shot one yesterday, and one today. That's two. I also shot your character in the leg just now, so he shouldn't be standing up. His hands and feet were bound with electrical tape. I came from the front of the train because I heard you kill my friend, which is stupid and and of itself, because he was at least twenty years younger than you, a trained terrorist, has a gun, and would have noticed you bend over. Also, before Sweeney came out and shot you again, you had a broken nose and a shattered shoulder. You should be dizzy from blood loss at this point, because Sweeney hasn't given you any medical attention. Now cut out the James Bond shite and be realistic. You have been shot three times and your nose is broken for God's sake. Don't make me get a mod.))
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Post by lulu on Mar 3, 2005 18:00:37 GMT -5
((Her name is Alice Lasky not LuLu. lol LuLu's not there.)) Alice hit the floor and blood oozed from the place where he hit her. LuLu sat at the train station worried sick about her mother. "Mom please be ok.." LuLu was whispering to herself.
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Ian "Mad" Sweeney
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Post by Ian "Mad" Sweeney on Mar 3, 2005 18:02:05 GMT -5
((Use different accounts to post for different people then. That's the rule. Post for Alice under an Alice account, and Lulu under a Lulu account.))
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Post by alex on Mar 3, 2005 18:04:11 GMT -5
OOC: Well maybe I'm bored and need somthing intresting to do. I'm sick off psoting. 'Alex sat there, sleeping." ok, Thats b.s. I should put up some struggle. Who gives a rip aobut Ireland.
IC: Alex sat there, he could'nt do anything for Alice.
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Post by toivo on Mar 3, 2005 18:04:13 GMT -5
((If I have this right, LuLu is currently posting as her mother, who's the one on the train, and not LuLu, right?))
Toivo settles in with a friend of his after being picked up at the San Fransisco international airport.
"Hey thanks Adam, I should make some calls." Toivo is led to a phone. He calls the first number on his list.
"LuLu." He says to himself aloud.
((Post to LuLu))
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Post by lulu on Mar 3, 2005 18:04:57 GMT -5
((There isn't an Alica account. Its just this onwe because Alice is supposed to get killed so why waste time on making her profile.)) Alice slowly regains conciousness and grabs Ian's ankle and allows Alex to get free. "Alex go. Get off the train! I'll stall him." LuLu hears her phone and answers. "Yes, this is she....who is this?" LuLu was shaking as she waited for her mother.
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Post by toivo on Mar 3, 2005 18:11:11 GMT -5
"Hey LuLu, my name is Toivo Koivisto, and I have on my list here that you're a green party member? There's a convention in the Berkeley auditorium in a few days, and I was just callin' to remind you about that." Toivo says, going out of his way to not directly ask if she's going to be there.
"If you need a ride or anything, there will be a van leaving, and I believe that there's also a car load of people from Oakland who are coming."
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Ian "Mad" Sweeney
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Post by Ian "Mad" Sweeney on Mar 3, 2005 18:11:57 GMT -5
((The train is MOVING. Also, he hit you in the solar plexis. You should be out for more than ten seconds. Look, I have a plot idea. I will explain it puclicly if you want. Here's the skinny: After all of the non-involved people get off the train, Peter could stay on and pretend to be a socialist. Since your character is incapacitated, he is going to be out of the fight for this one. I start fighting with Peter, dramatic fight maybe on top of the train or something, blah blah blah... Peter knocks my character out... Then, we arrive in Moscow, and Mischa and some soldiers could be there. Unfortunately for us, they don't care if Alex lives or dies, they just want to kill the Irish dudes, so the Irish dudes flee without Alex. Peter leaves with Alexander and you can check into a hospital or something. Afterwards, you can hire Peter as a bodyguard or something, and go have McDonalds.))
"You know what, I've had enough of this fecking shite. He can't fecking walk because I shot him in the fecking leg you fecking wagon!" Mad Sweeney snarls. He hits her in the head again. He must have missed her solar plexus accidentally the first time. He does the same to Larson, who is incapable of holding a gun, much less holding up his arms right now, since both of his shoulders have been shattered by bullets.
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