Author Topic: APB: New Block City (A RP)  (Read 9001 times)

"Hahaha, son, if I can handle Russian police, I think I can handle American enforcers." I say leaning over the balcony. "I don't even know why I haven't gone back yet, the only reason I came was for my daughter. We were going to start business in America..."

"The Enforcers are the ones stationed at the corners. The men with expensive guns who locked me in the basement are the ones tearing buildings apart." I say.

"I must rest. If you wan't to stay have Yuri take you to your room." I walk to my room and crash.

"The hell is a Yuri..." I mutter as the last of my cigarette becomes nothing.

A short man that can't speak English beckons him to follow him down the hallway to a room.

I shake my head in disapproval. I remove my hoodie, ball it up, and use it as a pillow on the floor. I'd rather not get used to an actual bed just yet...

Name: Harding Logonson
Health (x/100):100
Status (Are you hungry, happy, injured?): Alright, grumpy as allways.
Age (must be above 18):39
Looks (just give us a general description): Old gruffy, what comes to mind when you imaging a military colonel
Group (Enforcers or criminals): Enforcers (colonel)
Weapon (1 primary, 1 secondary, 1 melee): Kriss, Fn Five Seven, police baton.
Skills (3 max): Brute Force (pretty brutal), Close quarters combat, Interrogator.

I'm making a new one, K? Assume Golan met up with the rest of the russian mob.
« Last Edit: May 13, 2012, 09:07:14 PM by Tomcat »

I moan in pain as the nurse comes in. "What did I break?", I asked. She replied, "Well, you fractured 6 ribs, and fractured a bit of your skull. You're lucky you don't have a concussion. By the way, do you need anything?". "No, I'm okay. I'm just in a bit of pain".

I open my eyes "ngh" I say my head throbbing. I get dressed in a casual suit and walk down to the hotel's cafe for a coffee.

"Yuri," I say in Russian, "Where's the kid?" he points to the conference room. I walk in to find him asleep on the ground. "Hmph." I pick up the vodka bottle from the night before and pour it on his face laughing.


I nudge the kid with my foot, "Must be passed high..." I walk out and ask Yuri, "Get the kid a blanket and some pillows, I guess he deserves rest." I walk into Gol's stateroom, "Come." He gets out of his chair and follows me to our armory, locked with multiple keys and keypads. "I need you to observe and report everything that Mr. Koch does. He should still be in the hospital, come back if he isn't." He nods his head and looks at the racks of equipment. I walk out of the room onto the balcony for a cigar.

I wake up with my face coated with something that smells disgusting. "Damn, my heavy sleeping decided to be a curse today..." I giggle as I get up. I smash my head on the table on the way up and fall back down. "DAMN!" I shout as I get up without hurting myself. I whip out a cigarette without hesitation and begin smoking, calming myself down.

Yuri smells smoke and walks into the room. "Ow t." he points to the door leading to the balcony.

I shift around in bed, feeling very uneasy. "Nurse... can you do something about the temperature in here? It's very chilly in here". "Sure thing, Mr. Koch". "Thank you very much". She turns up the thermostat a bit.