I sat there mumbling to myself... my eyes adjusted to the dim coffee room setting. You could smell scent of extra black coffee being brewed around the corner. Fst6 was late... he never is late. As I glanced upon my watch, the stainless steel "DDX" face of the watch stared back at me. Suddenly, without warning, there was a loud boom, across the street, and Fst6 walked in calmly and sat down across from me.
"It's about damn time," I said
"Well, you've still got 9 chairs to go" He answered smartly
"Was the explosion your doing?"
Even though I knew the answer, I still had to make sure.
"yea, you like it?"
Success! I have my demolition man.
"The others will not be coming today,a s I have received word from tennisman24 that he is caught up in a little "trouble".
Agreeing a little with MagiX, mainly because it is a little off. A lot of description (though that was hardly "a lot" in one place, where the rest of the story is more focused about the plot/narrator/conversation seems a little off. Which means DDX should put in more description other places, or be less descriptive...
That's what happens usually when a book is published after a movie/game. Think Halo Series. Or the Diablo ones.
My head pounds as I sit up in cold sweat. God... That nightmare again. Now is not the time, especially when the time grew so close. The plan was to rent out the building next door as a means of keeping eyes in the sky, but for some reason the Casino Del Mirage is one heavily fortified place. Past the glitz and the glamor. I picked up that screw bolts surrounding the windows of the liquid cash vault room were a lot thicker than normal. That means the actual vault would be at least a good 10 times harder to breach. Fst6 told me that the amount of TNT to blow through the vault door, would most definitely be noticeable. We needed more people.
I quickly got showered and got dressed, shaving off the stubble that grew on my chin. There was an important benefactor whom I had to meet. Chin Soo Mihn, another old friend of mine. This korean I would have to say is like a cat, he probably has 9 lives from all the busts and stings hes gone through. Mihn would be providing us with our equipment, the diamond ware and the safe explosives.
As I made my way to the coffee shop and settled down beside our reserved table, Nichodemus arrived at 8'o clock on the dot. Writer, actor, playwrite. He would be a very versatile party member, the master of disguise. Though when Nichodemus first walked in, I didn't really recognize it was him.
"Former President Bush it is an honor for you to come to our humble abode" said the flustered owner.
after taking a few steps, The former president seemingly ripped off his face, only to reveal the one and only Nichodemus. The mission at hand required him to serve as the "Distraction man" He is the high roller.
"Nichodemus! It has been a long time!"
"Truly it has, I was wondering when you would send those invites too, I knew right at once when this casino opened, you would rob them poor."
Due to the fact I am a lazy person, I have yet to ask everyone if I can use them in my story, which is why the cranking out of pieces will be slowed initially Once it picks up expect daily to bi-daily updates.
Still looking forward to see you find a total of 11 users to star in this. Though, with the number of people jumping at your throat to be a part of it, I do not really see it as impossible. Nice chapter, btw.
Writer, actor, playwrite. He would be a very versatile party member, the master of disguise. Though when Nichodemus first walked in, I didn't really recognize it was him.
