You have just gotten out of highschool. You had alot of friends. You were very popular. But here's the thing. Your last year was in a N.Y.C school. You didn't want that. But you had no choice. You're out of that now but... What are you going to do now?
So anyways as the above suggests, you're out of highschool, but you need to get involved in something. Basicly, this will be a moral choice picking game. You HAVE to get into something that will involve bullets. Cop, SWAT, PMC, gangs, mafias, and anything else that comes up in your mind... But I like violent things. . Or something involved with the above. Drug dealer, P.I, contact, anything that I'll permit.
Now then for the sheet Name: Gender: Age18-65) OccupationNot yet, change this once I tell you, you have the job) Gang/Squad/partner(s)Optional) Health:100/100 WeaponsNone yet, this will depend on which road you take) Phys. desc.Tell me the clothes your character is wearing) Personalityat least three) BioAt least five scentences) Misc.optional, at least three)
Anyways. That should be it. Also, Post as commonly as you can. As soon as 1 person joins I'll give them a scenario.
To Hyper: The bullet whiz by the corner that you were standing by moments ago. Then Ricky takes up the other side and fires his own weapon. The bullets smash into the cop with the shotguns' head. Then you take out the last one with a bullet to the chest. You move in and the first room you search you find the mouth scrambling for a way out. "Heh heh heh, you just got way too overconfident didn't you?" Ricky says as he runs at the quack and pushes him down. "Come on man I have a wife and kids!" The tattle pleads. "Maybe you should have thought about them before you messed with us!" Ricky says as he inserts a pistol into the quacks mouth, and pulls the trigger. Then you heard something.
John kicked the door down and lead the team of detectives inside. He took a right to a room. He saw three men, one was puting his pistol away, another watching the execution, and a man falling down dead.
Jocks:NYPD! Drop your weapons!
Ricky loses his confidence and drops his weapons. Then puts his hands on his head. You feel the presence of two guns pointed at you. The quack left a window open that led outside. But it was a 50/50 chance you would make it. Surrender or run? then (If you surrender, you don't have to worry, your game won't be over.)
To Hyper: The bullet whiz by the corner that you were standing by moments ago. Then Ricky takes up the other side and fires his own weapon. The bullets smash into the cop with the shotguns' head. Then you take out the last one with a bullet to the chest. You move in and the first room you search you find the mouth scrambling for a way out. "Heh heh heh, you just got way too overconfident didn't you?" Ricky says as he runs at the quack and pushes him down. "Come on man I have a wife and kids!" The tattle pleads. "Maybe you should have thought about them before you messed with us!" Ricky says as he inserts a pistol into the quacks mouth, and pulls the trigger. Then you heard something.
To Ericthai: You follow Tom down the ship. At the near bottom, you see many cells... Filled with women... None had all of their clothes on. Some didn't have any at all. Some did have undergarments on. But almost all of them had a defeated look on their faces. You found yourself half-tempted and half-disgusted. You then understood why Tom looked so lustful. He leads you to one side of the room with no doors. "One of you stays here, another one will stay at the entrance, and another will patrol the cells up there." Tom said. There were many levels of cells. "Obviously not every female here is a worker. There are some who wear the same as us. There's another section like this area, only it's males." Tom added, he shivered though, as if knowing how embarresing it would be to have a male gang member be in the male workers area. "You guys can sample these girls anytiiiime." Tom said, regaining his previouse lustful grin and glare. Then he walks off back upstairs.
Kirk:I'll stay at the room with no doors Ben:Ill stay here at the entrance Me:Alright I'll go patrol the cells,we'll neet up where Ben is at alright guys? *Then I go up to patrol the cells*
To Hyper: Bullets wizz by as you dive through the glass. But as your foot dissappeares below the window, a bullet meets the bottom of your foot. (Now you move slower, now you're a 30% agility.)
"Go around!" Kim yells as John and Jocks go around the front door and Kim goes by the back. Better get to the car.
To Hyper: Bullets wizz by as you dive through the glass. But as your foot dissappeares below the window, a bullet meets the bottom of your foot. (Now you move slower, now you're a 30% agility.)
DiNapolitano swears and heads towards the nearest car.
To Ericthai: You run off to your positions. As you patrol the second floor of half to no garments of workers, you see another guy come upstairs, trailing that girl you caught earlier that day. She seems already defeated. You lose sight of her as she is shoved into a cell. But then the guy who shoved her walked into the cell. Then you hear moaning. "Poor girl, couldn't even settle down in her cell before having to work." You hear a voice behind you say. You turn around to the 20 year old woman who spoke. She had blonde hair with blue eyes and pale skin. She was wearing nothing. "My name's Allysa, yours?"
To Ericthai: "So, you're the patrol guy? You aren't too bad... I might actally be willing when you want to." She said non-chalantly. "Oh, sorry, that's my way of saying 'I kind of like you' to a gaurd here." She extends her hand for a handshake. "My roomate here is Synthia Bamel. She got here 30 minutes ago. She said she heard that John and Kim Hamton was on her case. Kid is pretty hopeful. Do you allow these girls to be hopeful?" Alyssa drills on.
*I shake her hand*Well I don't really know some of these girls may escape some will not....no one knows who will get.Anyway my two friends are guards here also theyre Kirk Foley and Ben Micks we were best frinds sincdeI got here from Calinfornia Kirk is the smart one while Ben likes to call me MJ because of my intials.My father is a cop I heard he is with the Hamton couple.But the problem is I don't how long I can hide this from my father.
