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[[Whoops...forgot to take out for food and board...I will put that in the next post...I am not using my 2nd pistol just yet so just consider it in storage]]
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[[I'll add 500 dollars more cause i forgot yesterday.]]
Davis, having done his job yesterday, recives a text message from his new boss.
Name: Harold Levistski
Location: Will be driving to the mall in two hours.
Get him while he's in the car.
Along with it was a picture of his target.
Davis puts the phone up, grabs his gun and knife, and walks out the door.
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Davis was leaning on a car, looking at the road. He kept checking his phone for the face of his target. Then, a car drives up to the mall a few meters away from Davis. He grabs his gun.
I'm so glad the mall here has no security cameras.
Davis runs up to the car, and shoots the man as he opens the door. The man falls back, a gunshot wound in his shoulder. Davis rgabs his knife and stabs the man in the chest. Davis wipes his knife on the corpse, puts his weapons away, and began to run away. Then, when Davis was far away from teh car, he grabs his gun and fires at the where the fuel tank is. The car explodes, and Davis has to run behind a car to get out of the flames way.
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Davis goes home and buys his usual meal.
Name: Davis Belms
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 169 pounds
Money:
1673 Dollars
Weapons:
Pocket Knife
Cobra CA
Clothing:
1 T-Shirt (white)
1 Urban camo jacket
1 pair of jeans (black)
1 black belt
1 pair of tennis shoes (white)
1 pair of expensive sunglasses (black)
1 pair of leather gloves.
Items:
Holster
0 bus tokens
Decent Phone
Kills:
10 Cheap Assassinations
3 Upper Cheap Assassinations
Lodgings:
Cheap Motel ($20/day)
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Ed was out buying a new shoulder holster when he recieved a call on his phone.
"Edward, another man that we feel is connected to the last man you killed, just murdered another priest. We feel that these men are out to kill the clergymen of God and you must find their hideout and kill them. We do know of one man who has connections to them. Find him, interrogate him, and send him to God for judgement. These demon spawn must be destroyed in order to establish peace in this city. God's Will be done Edward!"
"God's Will be done Archbishop."
Ed took both of his pistols and placed them in his shoulder holsters, hidden from sight. He walked to a small bar that was several blocks away from his hotel. It was dark and rainy due to a storm that was just starting to hit. Ed walked to the door and went inside. He saw his target, John Welsch, a small-time murderer and drug dealer.
Welsch was just finishing his drink and then stood up to head to the door. Ed sat down at a table near the door and waited for Welsch to exit the bar. When he did, Ed stood and followed him out and began to draw his pistols. Welsch sensed movement behind him and suddenly drew a pistol of his own and spun around. He fired several shots, and ran up a pair of stairs by an apartment.
Ed dodged the bullets and waited until Welsch was out of sight before chasing after him. He rushed up the steps and suddenly a gun popped out right in his face, but Ed managed to kick Welsch in the chest. Welsch fell backwards, stunned, but managd to hold onto his pistol and fired one more time before running out of ammo. Ed marched over to Welsch and dragged him to his feet before pistol whipping him in the face, stunning him.
"John Welsch, the Lord has called for you to face your judgement for you crimes. If you tell me where the rest of the slime are hiding, you may recieve a lesser sentence."
"I ain't tellin you nuthin! I ain't a squealer!"
"Fine then..."
Ed took his pistol and fired a bullet into Welsch's liver, the incredible pain was noticeable.
"GAHHH! Alright! Alright I will talk! Our headquarters is at the Pathos Manufacturing building on the other side of the city. It would take you an entire day to walk there so have fun with that! By then they would know that I am dead and that someone is out for them! You won't succeed so just hope they kill you quickly you zealous fo-"
Ed fired a bullet through his heart and then placed a black cross on his chest. He took Welsch's pistol and threw it in a dumpster a few blocks away before eating and began to look at cars to use for his travels.
Name: Edward Deallus
Nickname: Ed, The Summoner
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 496 dollars
Weapons:
Katana
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster
Clothing:
1 Cargo Pants (Urban Camo)-Storage
1 Dress Pants (Black)+Black Belt
1 Long-Sleeved T-shirt (Black)-Storage
1 pair of tennis shoes (Black)-Storage
1 pair of dress shoes(Black)
1 pair of shades (Black)
1 Dress Shirt(black)
1 Sports Jacket(Black)
1 baseball cap (random team)-Storage
1 pair leather gloves(black)
Kills: 10 cheap assassinations
4 Upper-Cheap assassination
Lodgings: Cheap motel
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Septim walks into a small bistro that is usually used for small time mafia wiseguys to discuss business, today it would be the site of an unseen murder. Septim sits down at a table, watching his target as he eats. His target eventually gets up to use the restroom, and that's when Septim gets up to follow him. The target walks into a stall and sits down, he then begins grunting. Septim then sticks his knife in the small slit used as a keyhole and turns it, he pushes the door open and his target sits on the other side, surprised. Septim pulls out his gun, aims it at the target's head, and attempts to fire, but the gun jams. The target attempts to tackle Septim, but he slits his throat with a combat knife before he can. He then wraps the target's neck in toilet paper to slow down the bleeding. Afterwards he leaves the bathroom, pays his bill (which is ten dollars), and leaves.
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"I need a better gun," says Septim, "Can't have then jamming on the job."
"Anything in particular?" asks the arms dealer.
"Got any 1911s?" asks Septim.
"I have lots," says the arms dealer.
"Give me a Colt, I want no way to trace it, and I want a silencer," says Septim.
"Done, I need 1.7k," says the dealer.
"Done," says Septim, "Can I sell you this gun back?"
"Of course, half price," says the dealer.
Septim hands the man the gun, and he takes 120 dollars off of the gun he's buying.
"Alright, nice doing business with you," says Septim as he takes a silenced Colt 1911 and walks away.
[[OOC:
Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 283 dollars
Daily cost of living: 28 dollars (20(hotel)+8(salad)=28)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
Clothing:
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
Pistol holster
Items:
Cheap cell phone
Vehicles
junker black sedan
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
4 Upper-cheap assassinations
Lodgings: Cheap hotel]]
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[[I thought you could only have 1 gun until you get a hideout? :-P This day has nothing important.]]
Davis woke up, his cell phone ringing. He grabs the phone and sees a text message.
Name: Louis Hadres
Location: 'The Mug' Club.
Davis grabs his gun, puts on his pants, and buys some bus tokens. He walks into the club and fins Louis. He waits until the man leaves, and chases the man. Davis grabs his gun and shoots the man in the leg, hs aim terrible when running. Louis falls over on the ground, and looks up toward Davis.
"Y-y-you're gonne kill me?" Louis asks. "W-what did I do?"
"You got someone to want you dead." Davis points the gun at the man's head.
"Who hired you?" he asks.
"I actually don't know myself," Davis said, and he fires the gun, killing the man. Davis then runs the hell out of there, and found an envelope of money on the floor of his room. He then buys a salad, hamburger, a tuxedo top and bottom, and some black dress shoes.
Name: Davis Belms
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 169 pounds
Money:
1603 Dollars
Weapons:
Pocket Knife
Cobra CA
Clothing:
Tuxedo Top
Tuxedo Pants
Dress Shoes (black)
1 T-Shirt (white)
1 Urban camo jacket
1 pair of jeans (black)
1 black belt
1 pair of tennis shoes (white)
1 pair of expensive sunglasses (black)
1 pair of leather gloves.
Items:
Holster
0 bus tokens
Decent Phone
Kills:
10 Cheap Assassinations
3 Upper Cheap Assassinations
Lodgings:
Cheap Motel ($20/day)
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[[I asked Septim before I did and he said it is fine XD and besides...I am a unique character! Do not oppose the Will of God!]]
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I just don't want to give anybody advantages over anybody else or the whole "special treatment" thing'll come up...:-( ]]
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[[*Cough* um..well...I bought them both O_o not exactly special treatment =D I think you can carry TWO weapons...so I just dont carry my katana ^_^]]
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True. I'll just throw away my knife and buy a bazooka. XD
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Until you buy your first hideout you may only carry one melee weapon and one pistol.
DAMMIT!!!
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[[Umm....*facepalm* well the only thing I use my second pistol for is for executions...not that I am using it in combat]] XD
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[[OOC: Actually, I forgot that you could only have a melee weapon and a pistol until you get your first hideout...o_O. How about this, due to my mistake, one weapon can be stashed at hotels...:D]]
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[[But can I still use two pistols for my executions? *sad face*?]]
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[[OOC: Instead of the one melee one pistol rule, it's now the two weapon rule. You can carry up to two weapons, but no more...so stash your katana somewhere else...]]
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[[Wont be on for a little bit due to class and lunch]]
Ed woke up and recieved another phone call from the Archbishop.
"Child of God, you grow ever closer to the organization of evil. There is another man you must find in order to gain access to their headquarters. His name is Thomas Keane. He is a murderer for them and is too dangerous to be left alive also. He carries a key to their warehouse on him at all times, but that also means he is very smart and dangerous. You will have to be smarter and even more dangerous. I feel that this is not a problem for you. God's Will be done, Edward!"
"God's Will be done, Archbishop."
Ed stashed his katana with all of his clothes to hide it and then took both of his pistols with him. He went to a nice home that seemed to be a peaceful place, but it was really just a ruse to hide death and evil. He walked past the house, while keeping a constant eye upon it. He went clear around the block and then cut through it until he got to the back of the house. He looked in several windows and saw his target sleeping on a couch. Ed knew the doors were locked, and that getting inside silently would be time consuming and possibly even more dangerous. He pulled out his silenced pistol and aimed at the man's leg through the window. He fired once and then dived head first through, his other arm protecting his head and cushioning his fall. He rolled on the floor and rose to his feet just in time to slam Thomas in the face with his pistol. Thomas stumbled backwards but did not fall over, which surprised Ed. Thomas then ran and kicked Ed quickly in the chest, knocking him off balance, but Ed fired a bullet into the other leg of Thomas, crippling him for sure. Thomas fell to his knees and then began reaching under the couch for something...a pistol! Ed ran over and grabbed Thomas by the neck and dragged him to the center of the room.
"Thomas Keane, you have sinned greatly against the Lord and he has called upon you to face judgement. You have a key upon your person and you WILL give it to me now or things shall be worse for you."
"Worse? WORSE?! How can things be worse? You could just shoot me now and take it from my body later?"
"Your sentence may be reduced if you simply take it from your pocket and drop it on the floor in front of you. You do not need to be damned for your actions AND the actions of those you serve. Now do it."
"Fine, I guess dying painlessly always had it's perks. Good luck against my employers because you do not stand a chance."
Thomas removed the key from his pocket and tossed it on the floor in front of him. Ed then fired a bullet through his head and placed a black cross upon his body. He then scooped up the key and began walking home. While walking home, he bought a silencer for his other pistol and ate some food. He reached home and went to sleep...still planning on gettin a car the next day.
Name: Edward Deallus
Nickname: Ed, The Summoner
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 468 dollars
Weapons:
Katana - Storage
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
Clothing:
1 Cargo Pants (Urban Camo)-Storage
1 Dress Pants (Black)+Black Belt
1 Long-Sleeved T-shirt (Black)-Storage
1 pair of tennis shoes (Black)-Storage
1 pair of dress shoes(Black)
1 pair of shades (Black)
1 Dress Shirt(black)
1 Sports Jacket(Black)
1 baseball cap (random team)-Storage
1 pair leather gloves(black)
Kills: 10 cheap assassinations
5 Upper-Cheap assassination
Lodgings: Cheap motel
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[[Sorry, got a biology lab for the next 3-4 hours]]
Ed recieved another call and was one step closer to getting to the organization. He went out an bought a black junker sedan and prepared for his mission the next day. He prepared himself mentally, spiritually, and physically for his future battle.
Name: Edward Deallus
Nickname: Ed, The Summoner
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 940 dollars
Weapons:
Katana - Storage
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
Clothing:
1 Cargo Pants (Urban Camo)-Storage
1 Dress Pants (Black)+Black Belt
1 Long-Sleeved T-shirt (Black)-Storage
1 pair of tennis shoes (Black)-Storage
1 pair of dress shoes(Black)
1 pair of shades (Black)
1 Dress Shirt(black)
1 Sports Jacket(Black)
1 baseball cap (random team)-Storage
1 pair leather gloves(black)
Kills: 10 cheap assassinations
6 Upper-Cheap assassination
Lodgings: Cheap motel
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[[OOC: Got some posting on here to do later...two days worth...]]
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Septim takes control for thee nights, killing every night.
[[OOC:
Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 1699 dollars
Daily cost of living: 28 dollars (20(hotel)+8(salad)=28)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
Clothing:
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
Pistol holster
Items:
Cheap cell phone
Vehicles
junker black sedan
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
7 Upper-cheap assassinations
Lodgings: Cheap hotel]]
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[[Oh sure do three kills because I was ahead of you =p]]
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[[OOC: Three kills 'cause I missed three days...duh...]]
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[[Yeah but you posted early in the morning before my 7th kill...if you posted yesterday for your 7th kill I would still have been ahead]] =p
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Name: Harold Park
Location: He should be in your motel, Room 13.
Davis grabs his pistol, and turns a corner. Room 13 was just a few steps away from his room. He knocks on the door, and when the mans opens it, Davis runs in, clsoes the door, and looks at the man.
"Don't kill me!" Harold yelled.
"If I get paid, you're dead," Davis answered.
Davis looked around and saw a pistol on the the table. He grabed it, and fires at Harold, who get*beep* in the chest.
"Great," Davis said. "It's silenced."
Davis opens the door, turns the lock on it, and closes it. Davis tries to open it, and sees that it is locked.
"Good," Davis muttered. He walked back to his room, and to his amazement, he saw a wad of hundreds at his door. Davis grabs it, and later buys a meal and coffee.
Name: Davis Belms
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 169 pounds
Money:
2571 Dollars
Weapons:
Pocket Knife
Cobra CA
Clothing:
Tuxedo Top
Tuxedo Pants
Dress Shoes (black)
1 T-Shirt (white)
1 Urban camo jacket
1 pair of jeans (black)
1 black belt
1 pair of tennis shoes (white)
1 pair of expensive sunglasses (black)
1 pair of leather gloves.
Items:
Holster
0 bus tokens
Decent Phone
Kills:
10 Cheap Assassinations
5 Upper Cheap Assassinations
Lodgings:
Cheap Motel ($20/day)
[[Septim, how the hell do you have two more kills than me? You were only one ahead. :-P]]
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[[Two days worth of assassinations today, as it would not work out if it was only one...so I waited an extra day]]
Ed stood up from where he was kneeling and his phone rang as he expected.
"Edward, child of God, the time has come for the wrath of God to be felt by those who openly and violently attack His servants. On the other side of the city, the enemy gathers for more attacks in Pathos Manufacturing. Go now, and kill the two men we know to be powerful leaders there, Gordon Flinn, and Peter Hastings. Deliver swift and absolute justice, let the Lord decide their eternal fate. God's Will be done, Edward!"
Ed got into his car and drove fifteen minutes to the Pathos Manufacturing plant. He got out several blockers away from it and walked the rest of the way. He walked to one of the doors of the plant, and looked around. There were probably no guards outside to avoid drawing attention, but there would be some inside. If there were none inside, then these evil men were more overconfident than Ed originally predicted. He climbed up some outside steps that led to the second floor of the plant and peeked in a dirty window. There was a clearing in the middle of the room full of machinery. Two men were sitting at a table while two other men stood around with weapons most likely in their pockets.
Ed opened the door as quietly as he could, but the guards became alerted by the loud squeak, drawing their pistols. The two men stood up from the table and looked around, scared.
"Who is there? Come out now!"
"Yeah come out and we will make things easy for you!"
Ed waited for several moments.
"Do you think anyone was really there?"
"I don't know...Vince go check it out."
"Alright boss."
One of the guards moved towards Ed's hiding spot and looked around for a quick minutes before turning around.
"I don't see nothin boss."
Peter and Gordon were obviously getting paranoid with fear.
"Search again damnit! I do not want anyone to be out there. Harry go help him."
"Aw jeez really?"
"Yeah really! Get your ass out there or I will shoot it here."
Both Vince and Harry were wandering around where Ed was hiding, and then he drew both of his silenced pistols. He aimed one pistol at Vince and one at Harry, firing at the same time. Both Harry and Vince caught a bullet in the head and fell without a sound, but the sound of their bodies falling to the ground was all that the other two heard.
"Oh sh*t! Someone is out there!! Gordon do something!"
"I am more important than you! You protect ME!"
"Bullsh*t! I am the head here, you are just the representative of the big guys."
Ed listened for a moment longer before aiming his pistols at both of them and walked into the open.
"The Lord has commanded your deaths for attacking his servants and people. Servants of the devil, how do you plea?"
This shook up Gordon more than Peter.
"What!? Oh sh*t this must be that crazy religious guy who has been killing our guys."
"I have sent your men ahead of you, to face the judgement of God...if you tell me everything now I may be merciful."
"Alright alright! We are only a tiny piece in this puzzle! There is a man named Philip Holdings. He works a-"
"SHUT UP GORDON! Are you trying to sell us all out? I oughta shoot you ri-"
Ed shot Peter in the throat. Peter clutched at the air for a minute before gurgling one last time and falling into his pool of blood.
"Holy sh*t! You killed him!"
"Continue speaking. Where does Philip Holdings work?"
"U-u-um...he works for Contra Industries...he has some underlings...one named Marvin Potts, who is the main man in charge under Philip. Marvin and Carl Yeltsin are the two men you want before goin after Phil. The are on the north side of town in the Liandra Welding plant...now have mercy!"
"Alright then."
Ed shot Gordon in the head and he died instantaneously without pain. Ed then went home, where he found an envelope for $1000 waiting for him. He ate some food and went to sleep...his mission clear for the next day.
Name: Edward Deallus
Nickname: Ed, The Summoner
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 1584 dollars
Weapons:
Katana - Storage
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
Transportation:
Junker Sedan(Black)
Clothing:
1 Cargo Pants (Urban Camo)-Storage
1 Dress Pants (Black)+Black Belt
1 Long-Sleeved T-shirt (Black)-Storage
1 pair of tennis shoes (Black)-Storage
1 pair of dress shoes(Black)
1 pair of shades (Black)
1 Dress Shirt(black)
1 Sports Jacket(Black)
1 baseball cap (random team)-Storage
1 pair leather gloves(black)
Kills: 10 cheap assassinations
8 Upper-Cheap assassination
Lodgings: Cheap motel
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I have an awesome post here.
Davis goes and kills two people, and gets paid.
Name: Davis Belms
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 169 pounds
Money:
3520 Dollars
Weapons:
Pocket Knife
Cobra CA
Clothing:
Tuxedo Top
Tuxedo Pants
Dress Shoes (black)
1 T-Shirt (white)
1 Urban camo jacket
1 pair of jeans (black)
1 black belt
1 pair of tennis shoes (white)
1 pair of expensive sunglasses (black)
1 pair of leather gloves.
Items:
Holster
4 bus tokens
Decent Phone
Kills:
10 Cheap Assassinations
7 Upper Cheap Assassinations
Lodgings:
Cheap Motel ($20/day)
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[[Sorry but I have been drinking so I will not mak a lot post like I planned to]]
Ed goes and kills the two men that he learned about the previous day and gets paid. Ed then is told by the arhcbishop that more dangerous targets have been revealed due to his work with the lower levels
Name: Edward Deallus
Nickname: Ed, The Summoner
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 2548 dollars
Weapons:
Katana - Storage
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
Transportation:
Junker Sedan(Black)
Clothing:
1 Cargo Pants (Urban Camo)-Storage
1 Dress Pants (Black)+Black Belt
1 Long-Sleeved T-shirt (Black)-Storage
1 pair of tennis shoes (Black)-Storage
1 pair of dress shoes(Black)
1 pair of shades (Black)
1 Dress Shirt(black)
1 Sports Jacket(Black)
1 baseball cap (random team)-Storage
1 pair leather gloves(black)
Kills: 10 cheap assassinations
10 Upper-Cheap assassination
Lodgings: Cheap motel
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Wow, I am off a day. Here, I'll add a day.
Davis goes and kills another two people, all hired by this mysterious man.
Name: Davis Belms
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 169 pounds
Money:
4450 Dollars
Weapons:
Pocket Knife
Cobra CA
Clothing:
Tuxedo Top
Tuxedo Pants
Dress Shoes (black)
1 T-Shirt (white)
1 Urban camo jacket
1 pair of jeans (black)
1 black belt
1 pair of tennis shoes (white)
1 pair of expensive sunglasses (black)
1 pair of leather gloves.
Items:
Holster
4 bus tokens
Decent Phone
Kills:
10 Cheap Assassinations
9 Upper Cheap Assassinations
Lodgings:
Cheap Motel ($20/day)
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Septim takes control and makes a killing three nights in a row.
[[OOC:
Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 3115 dollars
Daily cost of living: 28 dollars (20(hotel)+8(salad)=28)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
Clothing:
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
Pistol holster
Items:
Cheap cell phone
Vehicles
junker black sedan
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
10 Upper-cheap assassinations
Lodgings: Cheap hotel]]
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Ed was looking at some building purchases when a call came
"Edward, the Lord is with you...you have done great work so far and you may be absolved of the sins you committed before I came to you. You are the sword of the Lord, Edward...if he decides to remove you from the palm of his hand...you must remember that you were the instrument of his judgement."
"I understand Archbishop...the Will of God be done."
"Edward, I have dire news for you...remnants of the evil group of Kali worshipers have drifted here. They have built themselves a temple on the outskirts of town, but it is too powerful for us to assault at this time. I need you to find one of their members and interrogate them on the defenses and numbers of their people. While most of the people you will be dealing with will be small members compared to the leaders, you must be careful when dealing with them. They are truly dedicated to their evil god and will sacrifice their lives without question in order to defend their religion. We MUST destroy this blasphemy to our one true religion! GOD'S WILL BE DONE!"
"God's Will be done Archbishop!"
Ed grabbed his two silenced Hardballers and walked to his car. He drove towards the edge of town, where the temple was. He approached it from a distance and observed the comings and goings.&nb*beep*an dressed in odd clothing walked into a car and drove away. Ed quickly followed him in his car, careful to keep his distance. The man stopped at a jewel shop and walked inside for a few minutes before coming out with a golden object. After looking at it for a minute, Ed realized that it was a golden spike...used for either decoration or for making sacrifices. Knowing that such an object must not be allowed to be used by the Kali worshippers, Ed followed the man again. He passed the man quickly and pulled in front of him, hitting the brakes. The man jumped out of his car but was too slow to notice Ed crouched on the ground, his pistols out and aimed at him. Ed then fired a bullet into the man's leg and then tackled him to the ground.
"The Will of God will not be fought against by the pagan god Kali! Tell me everything you know about that temple or your suffering shall be great!"
"Kali rewards those who keep his secrets...mine shall remain with me till my death...if you turned to the will of Kali, maybe he would forgive you after a sacrifice of your flesh and blood."
"Kali can have your flesh...mine is too pure for his evil and the one true God would never allow me to join you. Die with your secrets if you must."
Ed forced the man to his knees and then placed his two pistols at the back of his head.
"May God help you find the path that you have wandered from, oh lost soul..."
Ed fired the pistols, brains and blood splattered on the small road. Ed grabbed the golden spike from the man's car before opening its gas tank and pour some gas on the ground. Ed then climbed into his car, drove a little more away from the car, and then blew up its gas tank. The golden flames covered the ground, including the body of the man. Only two people saw the incident, but they were some of the devoted to the work of God. Those who betray their own God for another do not gain any reward.
Ed then went and purchased a small hideout to rest in instead of his cheap hotel. He planned to decorate it with plenty of holy artifacts the next day.
[[PS-worshippers of Kali from India are also called Thugs =p]]
Name: Edward Deallus
Nickname: Ed, The Summoner
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 20 dollars
Weapons:
Katana - Storage
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
Transportation:
Junker Sedan(Black)
Clothing:
1 Cargo Pants (Urban Camo)-Storage
1 Dress Pants (Black)+Black Belt
1 Long-Sleeved T-shirt (Black)-Storage
1 pair of tennis shoes (Black)-Storage
1 pair of dress shoes(Black)
1 pair of shades (Black)
1 Dress Shirt(black)
1 Sports Jacket(Black)
1 baseball cap (random team)-Storage
1 pair leather gloves(black)
Kills: 10 cheap assassinations
11 Upper-Cheap assassination
Lodgings: Small Hideout
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Davis does his last job with the man and buys food and other crap.
Name: Davis Belms
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 169 pounds
Money:
4930 Dollars
Weapons:
Pocket Knife
Cobra CA
Clothing:
Tuxedo Top
Tuxedo Pants
Dress Shoes (black)
1 T-Shirt (white)
1 Urban camo jacket
1 pair of jeans (black)
1 black belt
1 pair of tennis shoes (white)
1 pair of expensive sunglasses (black)
1 pair of leather gloves.
Items:
Holster
4 bus tokens
Decent Phone
Kills:
10 Cheap Assassinations
10 Upper Cheap Assassinations
Lodgings:
Cheap Motel ($20/day)
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[[I have to write a biology lab report so I will make it very short]]
Ed went and found another Thug, tried to interrogate him, but failed at extracting any information from the fanatical man. Ed killed him and destroyed any trace of the body, but not before depositing his calling card, a black cross.
Name: Edward Deallus
Nickname: Ed, The Summoner
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 2512 dollars
Weapons:
Katana - Storage
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
Transportation:
Junker Sedan(Black)
Clothing:
1 Cargo Pants (Urban Camo)-Storage
1 Dress Pants (Black)+Black Belt
1 Long-Sleeved T-shirt (Black)-Storage
1 pair of tennis shoes (Black)-Storage
1 pair of dress shoes(Black)
1 pair of shades (Black)
1 Dress Shirt(black)
1 Sports Jacket(Black)
1 baseball cap (random team)-Storage
1 pair leather gloves(black)
Kills: 10 cheap assassinations
12 Upper-Cheap assassination
Lodgings: Small Hideout
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Septim kills for five nights, gaining respect in the underworld.
[[OOC:
Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 8199 dollars
Daily cost of living: 28 dollars (20(hotel)+8(salad)=28)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
Clothing:
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
Pistol holster
Items:
Cheap cell phone
Vehicles
junker black sedan
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
10 Upper-cheap assassinations
2 Average assassinations
Lodgings: Cheap hotel]]
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[[Sorry, got a three hour biology lab and then I have to write a formal lab report for chemistry]]
Ed killed another Thug and was one step closer to finding out information...
Name: Edward Deallus
Nickname: Ed, The Summoner
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 5004 dollars
Weapons:
Katana - Storage
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
Transportation:
Junker Sedan(Black)
Clothing:
1 Cargo Pants (Urban Camo)-Storage
1 Dress Pants (Black)+Black Belt
1 Long-Sleeved T-shirt (Black)-Storage
1 pair of tennis shoes (Black)-Storage
1 pair of dress shoes(Black)
1 pair of shades (Black)
1 Dress Shirt(black)
1 Sports Jacket(Black)
1 baseball cap (random team)-Storage
1 pair leather gloves(black)
Kills: 10 cheap assassinations
10 Upper-Cheap assassination
3 Average assassinations
Lodgings: Small Hideout
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Septim kills again in the usual manner, leaving no evidence. On the way home he picks up a salad for Jack, along with a steak.
Man must be a bloody vegan, eating this green junk all the time.
Returning home, he allows Jack to take control back and goes back into the dark corners of his host's mind.
[[OOC:
Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 10679 dollars
Daily cost of living: 28 dollars (20(hotel)+8(salad)=28)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
Clothing:
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
Pistol holster
Items:
Cheap cell phone
Vehicles
junker black sedan
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
10 Upper-cheap assassinations
3 Average assassinations
Lodgings: Cheap hotel]]
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Ed killed two more thugs in a vicious gunfight on the edge of town, but managed to not get the information he desired...
Name: Edward Deallus
Nickname: Ed, The Summoner
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 9986 dollars
Weapons:
Katana - Storage
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
Transportation:
Junker Sedan(Black)
Clothing:
1 Cargo Pants (Urban Camo)-Storage
1 Dress Pants (Black)+Black Belt
1 Long-Sleeved T-shirt (Black)-Storage
1 pair of tennis shoes (Black)-Storage
1 pair of dress shoes(Black)
1 pair of shades (Black)
1 Dress Shirt(black)
1 Sports Jacket(Black)
1 baseball cap (random team)-Storage
1 pair leather gloves(black)
Kills: 10 cheap assassinations
10 Upper-Cheap assassination
5 Average assassinations
Lodgings: Small Hideout
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"Dammit, stop! We'll get caught soon!" says Jack, trying to make his other self stop killing.
"Caught? My clients take care of any evidence I leave behind, and I never leave any anyway!" says Septim in a calm manner.
"Please! Stop, dammit, save what soul you have left!" yells Jack.
"I don't believe in the afterlife my friend, I believe in death," says Septim with a smile.
"Then you're one stupid son-of-a-bitch," says Jack.
"And you're a fool," says Septim before sending Jack to sleep.
***
Septim kills one more, this one being a father of three who had ripped off a mafia boss. Septim is also ordered to cut off his hand and gain access to a hidden vault underneath the man's house. After regaining a large amount of the mafia boss's money, he drives back to the boss's home and gives the bag holding over a half a million to his boss, proving his loyalty once again. He then drives back to the hotel, picking up some food on the way.
[[OOC:
Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 13151 dollars
Daily cost of living: 28 dollars (20(hotel)+8(salad)=28)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
Clothing:
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
Pistol holster
Items:
Cheap cell phone
Vehicles
junker black sedan
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
10 Upper-cheap assassinations
4 Average assassinations
Lodgings: Cheap hotel]]
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Septim stands over a middle aged FBI agent, his hands tied, his nose broken, his face bruised, and two of his fingers missing. In Septim's hand is his knife.
"I'll ask you one last time, where is he?" asks Septim, "Tell me, and your wife will get a clean death..."
"Don't you touch her you bastard!" yells the agent.
"Found a soft spot I believe!" says Septim before putting his knife to the capo's ear.
"How much do you like this ear?" asks Septim, "Honestly, I can keep this up all night...I won't kill your kids if you tell me..."
"Why are you doing this? Why!?" yells the agent.
"Because I enjoy it," says Septim with a smile, with that he cuts the agent's face.
"Aggghhh!" screams the agent in pain.
"I really love torture, so much better than just killing your targets," says Septim. Septim then walks over to his car and takes from the trunk a young boy. He walks him over to the agent and holds his knife to the boy's throat. The boy looks down at the agent and begins crying.
"Dad...who is this man?" the boy asks in fear.
"Close your eyes son! Close your eyes!" yells the agent.
The boy closes his eyes.
"So, my good friend, where is Pallino?" asks Septim with a very serious tone.
"Four-two-three-zero Galo Drive in the city of Barrow, it's twenty miles away, please, kill me, don't kill my son!" yells the agent.
Septim takes out a needle and jams it into the boy's neck, the boy lets out a cry before falling to the ground.
"NO!" yells the man.
"I'm afraid you didn't answer quick enough," says Septim, aiming his 1911 at the man's head. The man says nothing, silently weeping, before being shot in the head.
Nothing worse for a man than to lose what he loves most right before he dies, I only sedated the boy...I told him that if he told me where Pallino was, I would spare them...
Septim lifts up the boy and puts him in his trunk, he then drags the body behind a rock where a predug grave lies ready, he drops the body into the grave and buries it. He then returns to his car and drives off.
***
Septim drives up to a suburban home and opens his trunk, he pulls out the boy and sets him down on the sidewalk, he then closes his trunk, honks, and drives off.
***
Septim stands in a home across the street from Pallino's. The home's occupants had left the day before on a vacation down to Mexico, Septim had broken in upon finding this out. Across the street the glow of the TV was the only light in the home, grabbing a set of binoculars from a nearby desk he looked through the window and saw that Pallino was asleep. He then put the binoculars down in the same place he got them and sat back in a computer chair, planning his attack.
***
Septim looks down the street, seeing no lights, he then climbs up a large pole. At the top he grabs a toolbox he had found in the garage of the building he had scouted from. He turns off the power for the block, and watches as the TV in his target's house turns off. He then climbs down the pole and leaves the toolbox next to it. He walks up to the house with his skimask on, noting that the cameras were off, and kicks the door open, he turns right and enters the living room, shooting his target just as he reaches for his gun. He shoots his man in the kneecap, then in the other kneecap. before shooting him in the stomach. He then stabs his knife into the hole and cuts upward, killing his victim. Septim then leaves the house and gets into his car that is parked two blocks down the street.
***
Septim buys a medium sized safehouse from a mafia boss for 15000 dollars. He enters to find that it has three rooms, a bathroom, a bedroom, a main room, and a closet. The walls are made of wood, with a few planks that are loose in the closet. He decides that he could hide six weapons in the compartment. After buying a salad from the store across the street, he goes to bed.
[[OOC:
Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 651 dollars
Daily cost of living: 8 dollars - 8(salad)=8)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
Clothing:
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
Pistol holster
Items:
Cheap cell phone
Vehicles
junker black sedan
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
10 Upper-cheap assassinations
4 Average assassinations
Lodgings: Medium hideout]]
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[[Because I am planning on being busy and tired today...]]
"Edward...the time has almost come for you to cleanse the city of the Thugs. Their temple will be destroyed in due time, but before then, I want you to hijack and steal all of the objects and decorations for their temple to stall its completion. Forget trying to question them about their blasphemy because it seems that even they know nothing. Go now...may you be swift and deadly in your work...God's Will be done."
"God's Will...be done, Archbishop."
Ed hopped into his car and went to a type of store that always supplied sacred objects and items for religions. He had been here several times for items of his own, and he hated the idea of these pagans stepping foot in there. He waited for two hours before two men came and went inside. Ed waited patiently and carefully as they came out from the building and began placing several strange objects into the trunk of their old and beat-up sedan. Ed calmly stepped out of his car and walked towards the entrance to the store. As he got near to the entrance, and to the Thugs, he swiftly drew his pistols and fired a bullet from each gun at their heads. One bullet hit the first man directly in the forehead, but the second bullet grazed the ear of the other man. He dropped to the ground and pulled out a knife before jumping the car and almost reaching Ed. In a swift motion, Ed kicked out at the man and caught him in the stomach before putting a pulling into the back of his head. Ed quickly grabbed the items from the car, dropped black crosses on the bodies, and shot the gas tank of the car. It burst into a fiery orangish red inferno and consumed everything near it until the gasoline supply ran out. Then all that was left were two unrecognizable bodies and a burnt out car that was impossible to describe. Ed delivered the items to a priest and then recieved an envelope. He went out to eat a small meal before going home and sleeping.
Name: Edward Deallus
Nickname: Ed, The Summoner
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 12478 dollars
Weapons:
Katana - Storage
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
Transportation:
Junker Sedan(Black)
Clothing:
1 Cargo Pants (Urban Camo)-Storage
1 Dress Pants (Black)+Black Belt
1 Long-Sleeved T-shirt (Black)-Storage
1 pair of tennis shoes (Black)-Storage
1 pair of dress shoes(Black)
1 pair of shades (Black)
1 Dress Shirt(black)
1 Sports Jacket(Black)
1 baseball cap (random team)-Storage
1 pair leather gloves(black)
Kills: 10 cheap assassinations
10 Upper-Cheap assassination
6 Average assassinations
Lodgings: Small Hideout
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[[Ugh...cannot get myself to make a long post in this atm...working on other things]]
Ed went out and killed another Thug who was trying to supply the temple with more of their evil pagan objects.
Name: Edward Deallus
Nickname: Ed, The Summoner
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 14970 dollars
Weapons:
Katana - Storage
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
AMT Hardballer+Shoulder Holster+Silencer
Transportation:
Junker Sedan(Black)
Clothing:
1 Cargo Pants (Urban Camo)-Storage
1 Dress Pants (Black)+Black Belt
1 Long-Sleeved T-shirt (Black)-Storage
1 pair of tennis shoes (Black)-Storage
1 pair of dress shoes(Black)
1 pair of shades (Black)
1 Dress Shirt(black)
1 Sports Jacket(Black)
1 baseball cap (random team)-Storage
1 pair leather gloves(black)
Kills: 10 cheap assassinations
10 Upper-Cheap assassination
7 Average assassinations
Lodgings: Small Hideout
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For four days Septim kills targets ranging from people in witness protection to men who stole from powerful people. On the last day he buys a decent cell phone, finding the cheap one's lack of photo taking ability to be annoying.
[[OOC:
Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 10651 dollars
Daily cost of living: 8 dollars - 8(salad)=8)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
Clothing:
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
Pistol holster
Items:
Decent cell phone
Vehicles
junker black sedan
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
10 Upper-cheap assassinations
8 Average assassinations
Lodgings: Medium hideout]]
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[[Holy crap, man was I inactive. And I'm gonna be rich after this post.]]
Davis buys a sniper rifle and gets over paid for killing seven hobos. XD
He also buys food and a hideout.
Name: Davis Belms
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 169 pounds
Money:
6020 Dollars
Weapons:
Pocket Knife
Cobra CA
Wilson SS-15
Clothing:
Tuxedo Top
Tuxedo Pants
Dress Shoes (black)
1 T-Shirt (white)
1 Urban camo jacket
1 pair of jeans (black)
1 black belt
1 pair of tennis shoes (white)
1 pair of expensive sunglasses (black)
1 pair of leather gloves.
Items:
Holster
4 bus tokens
Decent Phone
Kills:
10 Cheap Assassinations
10 Upper Cheap Assassinations
8 Average Assassinations
Lodgings:
Medium Sized Hideout (Free :-))
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Septim goes one two more hits, killing with precision and skill, as always. Afterwards he recieves a text message from his client.
That was the last one, good job.
Septim closes his phone and walks to the local gun merchant where he buys the best sniper rifle he can, a PSG1 with a good 6x, 12x scope. He stores it in his closet until he can purchase the ten thousand dollar supressor.
[[OOC:
Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 651 dollars
Daily cost of living: 8 dollars - 8(salad)=8)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
Clothing:
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
Pistol holster
Items:
Decent cell phone
Vehicles
junker black sedan
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
10 Upper-cheap assassinations
10 Average assassinations
Lodgings: Medium hideout]]
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Davis was walking on the street, bored on another gloomy day. His client was now some woman who needed jobs done. She only called, and never came face to face, like Davis's last client. Until today.
She was walking down the road, looking for someone. She saw Davis and walked up to him.
"So, I'm taking a guess you are Davis?" she said.
"Are you this Vivian girl?" Davis answered.
"Well, I've got one last job for you," Vivian said. "I need you to kill the owner of the donut shop."
"Why, because his food is a health concern?" Davis chuckled.
"Just do it." With that, she left.
***
Davis on top of the building opposite of the donut shop owner. Davis had been on there for an hour, waiting for the man to come. Finally, a man walked up to the hosue and came in. Davis carefully jumped off the building and took pistol and shot out the lamposts close by, and the only noise heard was glass shattering.
Good thing it's midnight, Davis thought as he walked up to the door. Davis grabs his pistol and shoots the doorknob from a far distance, and it just slightly destroyed the knob, allowing Davis access to the house. He walks in with his sniper rifle ready. He immediantly sees the owner sleeping on the coach in the room in front of the door. Davis fires the rifle in the man's stomach, leaving a fatal wound, and Davis runs out of there was quickly as he could to get to his hideout.
***
Davis was sitting in his hideout, reading on his new PDA about some group of terrorists was able to blend in with a city closeby. Davis was finished eating his salad and burger, and decied it was time for some sleep.
Name: Davis Belms
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 169 pounds
Money:
8210 Dollars
Weapons:
Pocket Knife
Cobra CA
Wilson SS-15
Clothing:
Tuxedo Top
Tuxedo Pants
Dress Shoes (black)
1 T-Shirt (white)
1 Urban camo jacket
1 pair of jeans (black)
1 black belt
1 pair of tennis shoes (white)
1 pair of expensive sunglasses (black)
1 pair of leather gloves.
Items:
Decent PDA
Holster
4 bus tokens
Decent Phone
Kills:
10 Cheap Assassinations
10 Upper Cheap Assassinations
9 Average Assassinations
Lodgings:
Medium Sized Hideout (Free :-))
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[[OOC: Killing two people tomorrow, anyway, new clothing and upgrade options! You can now have custom weapon cases built to become less...suspicious. Each one costs 2000 dollars, and must be custom made for the weapon. The pistol doesn't need one...
Also, sneaking suits are now available.
Jumpsuit (urban, night) - A suit used in urban enviroments that allows the user to access a wide variety of tools.
Sneaking suit (night camo, urban camo, arctic camo, woodland camo, jungle camo) - 20000 dollars.
Description: So tight that it barely makes a noise, the sneaking suit is used by black ops organizations around the world, it allows you to rappel down buildings.
Adaptive suit - 100000 dollars
Description: Suit with adaptive properties, it blends automatically with your surroundings.]]
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[[Rofl, jumpsuits. :-P]]
Davis was walking to Richard's apartment to with Leroy, when they see a dead body in front of them. On it, a single note said: Hide the body. Davis grabs it and pulls it behind a dumpster in the alley closeby. When he walks out, he sees a big wad of cash at his feet, estimating 7500 dollars. Davis grabs it and walks back to the apartment with Leroy. They meet Richard in the Lobby.
"Hey, haven't heard from you two in a while!" Richard yelled. "Boy, a lot has changed. Guess what?"
"You realize that no one ever answers normally when you say guess what," Davis said. "Just tell us."
"Well," Richard said "let's go to my apartment. This ain't something to be said in public.
***
"How the hell were you made a don!?!" Leroy yelled.
"Shut up!" Richard whispered loudly. "I'm pretty sure China heard you yell. Anyway, my old boss died, and since everyone else who was in higher power than me left, I became don. All the people I have are a couple of low grade thugs and you two."
"I'm not going to participate in any Mafia group," Davis said.
"Yeah, and sniping people is WAY better than selling some drugs or what not," Richard laughed.
"Hey," Leroy said. "What's that big van doing down there?"
Outside the window, there was a big black van with some letters that were unreadable at night. They all looked at it, until the doors of the back swung open, and a group of armed soldiers came out.
"Oh shit!" Davis yelled. The soldiers ran into theapartment, and the three of them sat there. Then, they heard peopel running on their floor. There was a bang and the door fell down.&nb*beep*etal object flew into the room, and everything went blank.
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Name: Davis Belms
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 169 pounds
Money:
15200 Dollars
Weapons:
Pocket Knife
Cobra CA
Wilson SS-15
Clothing:
Tuxedo Top
Tuxedo Pants
Dress Shoes (black)
1 T-Shirt (white)
1 Urban camo jacket
1 pair of jeans (black)
1 black belt
1 pair of tennis shoes (white)
1 pair of expensive sunglasses (black)
1 pair of leather gloves.
Items:
Decent PDA
Holster
4 bus tokens
Decent Phone
Kills:
10 Cheap Assassinations
10 Upper Cheap Assassinations
10 Average Assassinations
1 Upper Average Assassinations
Lodgings:
Medium Sized Hideout (Free :-))
Crap, forgot this.
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In a clocktower long unused an assassin stands ready to take a life. Septim aims his PSG1 at his target, a small time Mafia boss walks to his c*beep*ptim fires, striking the mafioso in the forehead, and quickly packs his rifle into it's flightcase, within a minutes he is gone from the clocktower, an anonymous figure walking down the street.
[[OOC:
Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 18651 dollars
Daily cost of living: 8 dollars - 8(salad)=8)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
PSG1 - silenced
Clothing:
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
Pistol holster
Items:
Decent cell phone
Vehicles
junker black sedan
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
10 Upper-cheap assassinations
10 Average assassinations
6 Upper-average assassinations
Lodgings: Medium hideout]]
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A man on guard duty at Verdex Corporation walks down a long narrow hallway, there had been little action the past couple weeks, and his wife leaving him had made him want to take out his anger. As he walked, he heard a noise, he turned to see a part of the wall right before it slit his throat. The body dropped silently, and the piece of wall dragged it into a janitor's closet before becoming a dark shade of blue. It's hand comes up and takes the adaptive mask on to reveal the face of Jack Harris, AKA Septim. Septim breaths for a moment before putting his mask back on. He then takes a pair of night vision goggles from his adaptive backpack and puts them on. Now seeing everything with a heavy green tint. He then walks out of the broom closet, making sure to lock it on his way out. He hears a noise to his left and blends into a nearby wall.
"Hey Jerry! Man! I'm sorry about earlier, how 'bout a beer?" asks a man as he walks around a corner. He looks around.
"Stop hiding! I'm trying to apologize here!" he says loudly as he walks down the hall, those would be his last words of the night. Septim punches the man in the face, knees him in the nuts, and grabs him. He then holds his knife to the man's throat.
"W-where's Jerry? Who are you?" asked the man.
"Jerry's dead, and I'm John Doe," said Septim.
"W-w-wait! I'm just a guard! This job ain't worth enough! Lemme go," said the man.
"And I'm just an assassin," said Septim.
"God dammit! Please!" yelled the man.
"Don't talk that loud again or your windpipe will be cut, understand?" asked Septim.
"Of course," said the man.
"Good, I know the entire floorplan of this building, so obviously there is no reason to keep you alive," said Septim.
"Oh God, please, no!" yelled the man.
Septim cut the guard's throat and dragged him toward the closet, he picked the lock and walked through. He piled the body on Jerry's corpse and locked the door once more before leaving. He then walked to the elevator and got in. He then pressed a few buttons on his cell phone and the elevator went up. After a minute, the elevator reached the top floor. Septim went prone and crawled down the hall, blending in as he went. He reached the double doors leading to the CEO's office and got up, opening one he crept into the room. The CEO sat in his chair on the computer, unaware of his surroundings. Septim took that to his advantage as he crawled around his office and came up behind him. Septim grabbed him from behind and held as he held the guard several floors below.
"Hello James," said Septim with a smile.
"Who the hell are you?" asked James.
"Your executioner," said Septim before grabbing a glass cutter from his backpack. He cut the glass of the large window and pulled a large piece out. He then dragged James outside and threw him off the top floor of the office building. He then hooked his rappel line to the office's desk and jumped off. He rappeled down the side of the building, his cover being night. And after ten minutes he reached the bottom. He unhooked himself and ran a few blocks to his car, where he got in and drove away.
[[OOC:
Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 125 dollars
Daily cost of living: 8 dollars - 8(salad)=8)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
PSG1 - silenced
Clothing:
Bottoms
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
1 pair of dress pants (black)
Tops
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black)
1 dress shirt (red)
1 sports jacket (black)
1 tie (black)
Other
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
1 high quality kevlar vest (black)
1 adaptive suit
Pistol holster
Items:
Prototype cell phone - Can disable security systems
EMP gun
Night vision goggles
Thermal goggles
Vehicles
Luxury sedan - Black
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
10 Upper-cheap assassinations
10 Average assassinations
10 Upper-average assassinations
4 High Profile assassinations
Lodgings: Medium hideout]]
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[[OOC: Now adding a new option, service rentals.
Military grade jet - 4000 dollars - HALO jumps, HAHO jumps, STARS (skyhook, a way to extract with a jet...)
Speedboat - 500 doll*beep*xtraction, Insertion
Helicopter - 2000 doll*beep*xtraction, Insertion]]
A jet flies over a mansion on a pacific island and the back opens up. Septim, wearing his adaptive suit with protective overlays, walks to the end of the ramp. He notices that there are plenty of clouds to block both his and his enemies' view. He performs a HALO jump from the back and begins falling towards the Island.
***
Septim lands in the forest a mile away from the mansion. He unhooks his parachute and lands perfectly. He then takes out his phone and looks at his GPS. Smiling, he runs towards the mansion.
***
Septim reaches the wall of the beautiful mansion and readies his equiptment, he assembles a M4, complete with a silencer, scope, and several other modifications that allow better accuracy. He checks his sawn-off shotgun as well. He sees *beep*structions before loading it and puts it away. Finally he checks his 1911 and holsters it.
***
Sneaking through the grounds, he reaches a small side entrance. After disabling the electronic lock with his cell phone he walks inside. He sees two chefs and fires twice, striking both in the head. He then turns right, holding his weapon at the ready, he enters to see a guard, he fires three rounds into the guard's chest and one into his head. He walks quietly up the stairs to see a man standing at the ready with an MP5. Septim i*beep* in the chest three times before killing the man. He notes the holes in his kevlar before walking up the steps. He hears movement on the other side of a door and pulls his sawn-off shotgun out. He kicks the door open and fires twice, striking an enemy in the chest. He drops it and lifts his M4, shooting a man as he walks in. Septim picks up his shotgun, stows it, and runs to the end of the hallway. He fires his M4 at the lock and kicks the door open. Inside sits two men, one holding a .38 snub nose revolver. The shots are absorbed by the armor of the adaptive suit. Septim shoots him in the shoulder and walks over to him.
"Greetings Mr. Grey," said Septim before blowing a man away.
"W-why are you doing this?!" asked Mr. Duveil.
"I don't ask questions. but it may be a result of that failed job you did on Don Hernaldo," says Septim before executing a shocked Mr. Duveil. Septim walks downstairs and peeks outside to see a dozen guards covering the door. Septim smiles as he pulls a detonator from his pack. A homemade explosive goes off, killing half of the guards and distracting the others. Septim kneels, jumps around the corner, and cuts down all the guards with fire from his M4.
***
At the edge of the island, Septim finds a small speedboat waiting for him. Septim gets in and the boat speeds off.
***
Septim returns to his hideout and begins planning his next job.
[[Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 42125 dollars
Daily cost of living: 8 dollars - 8(salad)=8)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
Franchi SPAS-12 - sawn off
Colt M4 - silenced
PSG1 - silenced
Clothing:
Bottoms
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
1 pair of dress pants (black)
Tops
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black)
1 dress shirt (red)
1 sports jacket (black)
1 tie (black)
Other
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
1 high quality kevlar vest (black)
1 adaptive suit
Pistol holster
Items:
Prototype cell phone - Can disable security systems
EMP gun
Night vision goggles
Thermal goggles
Vehicles
Luxury sedan - Black
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
10 Upper-cheap assassinations
10 Average assassinations
10 Upper-average assassinations
6 High Profile assassinations
Lodgings: Medium hideout]]
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[[OOC: It bleeped it out!!! >:(
Military grade jet - 4000 dollars - HALO jumps, HAHO jumps, STARS (skyhook, a way to extract with a jet...), Air support
Gunship - $3000 - Air support
Speedboat - $500 - Extraction, Insertion
Patrol boat - $750 - Extraction, insertion, support
Helicopter - $2000 - Extraction, Insertion]]
President Erol Vescin of Gelena sits in the seat of his limo, a guard of two cars in front and two in back protect him, along with a whole team of counter snipers. Suddenly, a small explosion in the shape of a square cuts the asphalt from under the President's car. The car falls down through the ground and into a subway tunnel. The President's driver, having hit his head, looks up wearily to see a train heading towards him. The train hits the President's car moments later.
***
Septim smiles in the crowd as the he hears the train hit the car. He then sets off another bomb in a nearby building. The police begin evacuating the crowd after the second explosion, and Septim slips away with them.
[[Name: Jack Harris
Alternate personality: Septim
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Money: 65125 dollars
Daily cost of living: 8 dollars - 8(salad)=8)
Weapons:
Survival knife
Colt 1911 - silenced
Franchi SPAS-12 - sawn off
Colt M4 - silenced
PSG1 - silenced
Clothing:
Bottoms
1 pair of sweat pants (black)
1 pair of jeans (blue)
1 pair of dress pants (black)
Tops
2 T-shirt (white, black)
1 Hooded sweatshirt (black)
1 dress shirt (red)
1 sports jacket (black)
1 tie (black)
Other
1 pair of cheap sneakers (gray)
1 pair of leather gloves (black)
1 ski-mask (black)
1 high quality kevlar vest (black)
1 adaptive suit
Pistol holster
Items:
Prototype cell phone - Can disable security systems
EMP gun
Night vision goggles
Thermal goggles
Vehicles
Luxury sedan - Black
Kills:
10 cheap assassination
10 Upper-cheap assassinations
10 Average assassinations
10 Upper-average assassinations
7 High Profile assassinations
Lodgings: Medium hideout]]
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