Author Topic: APB: New Block City (A RP)  (Read 8740 times)

I shout to one of the guards, "Retrain his head, I don't want him dying before he can recover."

"I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!" I shouted as I clawed at the bed with my restrained hands, managing to rip it open slightly and begin grabbing at the inside. "THEY'LL FIND ME WHILE I'M IN HERE!" I shouted as I threw my head against the bed multiple times.

"No seriously guys, it isn't break time, secure the damn boy," I said in a stern voice, beckoning the two guards forward. The two attempt to restrain him, and appear to be successful.

I exhale and hold my breath and see one man hiding something, i decide to leave and run since there's to many.

"LET ME GO!" I shout as I bite the hand of one of the men and swing my shoulder at the other.

"Oh for the love of-"
I walk into the room, holding my gun at his head, but not at a range where he could grab it. Not that he could grab it in the first place, he's restrained. "Don't move."

Seeing the gun to my head, I immediately calmed down, and let the situation sink in for a moment. "I dare you... You'll just be putting me out of my misery... I've become addicted to the drug I've been forced to make for probably half of the criminals in this city... The men who force me to make the damn drug are probably on my trail now. The pile up was right outside the basement I was making the drug in, and my blood was probably on the street after I was hit. They could be in this building now..." I explain, my voice getting more and more serious as I went on.

"I think we would notice a bunch of gang members walking to a guarded establishment. I mean really, it's not like they can just stroll in here unabated," I said. Still, I had doubts in the back of my mind. "Chief, we might need back-up. And ASAP."
I paused, and listened.
"He's also saying something about shooting snakees."

The men had entered the building like predicted automatic weapons ready, and began shooting everything that moved. "WHERE'S IS HE?!" one of them shouted as the bullets stopped flying. With no answer, they continued, their black suits standing out like sore thumbs.

Info needed about your character:

Name: Jerry Asksn
Health (x/100): 98/100
Status (Are you hungry, happy, injured?): Asleep
Age (must be above 18): 25
Looks (just give us a general description): Blonde hair, dirty face, darkish lightish skin, blue police officer
Group (Enforcers or criminals): Enforcers
Weapon (1 primary, 1 secondary, 1 melee): Knife, USP .45, FN SPR
Skills (3 max): Guns, Melee
Bio (this is optional, but it would be nice for your character to have a backstory): Average cop, grew up on a farm also.

I was asleep at the donut shop, not aware of anything going on around me.

"Well, this is awkward," I said, pulling the G36 off of my back. "Chief, ETA on that backup?"
"Five minutes, hold on."
"Tell them to move faster, we have armed men here," I said, firing over the table I had flipped over at the men. I heard a couple of screams, and I really hoped it wasn't one of my own. I dropped the magazine, pushing another into the magwell. The guards weren't as well-trained as I was, but they were performing pretty well.
"Chief, really, I need the backup today."
"They're almost there, sit tight."
About fifteen seconds later, I heard the sound of a door getting kicked open. I also heard a loud explosion and felt a whole lot of heat.
Looks like backup had arrived.

While everyone was distracted, I flipped a bit of my shirt up, managed to grab it with my mouth, set it on my face and began inhaling. "They're not fresh... They're not heated... But they'll get me through for a bit..." I mumble as I calm down.

My walkie talkie goes off. Someone was trying to contact me. I put the walkie talkie up to my face and say, "What's going on? Is there a problem?". "Sir, someone threw a flashbang near our area. Someone has breached the perimeter!". "stuff!", I say under my breath, "I need a crew of men to go out and scout out the area for any intruders. I repeat there is a perimeter breach!". I put the walkie talkie in the holster on my belt. I pull out my shorty and look to my associate. "Did you cause this? Did you allow this intruder in?". He raised his hands up in the air, letting out a small whimper. I roostered the shorty, making the associate sweat a bit. "Well? DID YOU!?". "N... NO! I had nothing to do with this! I was sent here to help with the shipment!". I press the barrel of the gun to his chin. "I don't believe you...". He screamed a bit, then it turned to total silence when the sound of a gun going off was heard. His face turned into a mess of blood and gore, his body dropped like a sack of potatoes onto the ground. "Take care of the body...", I say to my men, "NOW!". Two men rushed to the body and dragged it to another room. "I want this intruder found and slaughtered! Failure is not an option!". My men nod to me and rooster their SMGs. They rush out to the boardwalk and start to scout out the area. I pull out a cigarette and light it, "This bastard isn't getting out alive".

"stuff. stuff stuff stuff." I say trying to catch my breath behind a wall. The rain washes away my sweat, but I think one of my SVD magazines got wet. I peek out of the wall and see mob men with sub-machineguns looking around for me. As I walk up the steps of another abandoned building, I trip and knock something over, making a loud crashing sound. I scurry up the steps into a room with a large cabinet. I step inside and close the doors.

One of my men hear some clanging. They try to locate the sound. One of them says, "This way!", and they run in that direction.