APB: New Block City (A RP)

[Jokey365]

I snap awake in a cold sweat. My damn withdrawal is taking over again. The woman isn't at my torso anymore and I'm bandaged up. I'm still tied to the bed however. "Oh for the love of..." I mutter as I struggle to get free. I throw my weight to the side. "The bed is bolted down!" I hiss. Hatching an idea, I continue to throw my weight to the side. "This hospital is old, eventually these bolts will come loose..." I grunt.

[Ad Bot]

[xxxxkill]

I watch him attempt to get out. I sigh, telling the guards to watch him, and leave.

[Fracture]

Im sent out to patrol the streets.

[xxxxkill]

One of you richardheads be the captain, Jokey wants out

[Fracture]

One of you richardheads be the captain, Jokey wants out

I whip out my tit and shove it in a civilians face.

[xxxxkill]

I whip out my tit and shove it in a civilians face.

"Yer fyured"

[Jokey365]

After sweating, shaking for a bit, and almost crying, I reach the point where I NEED to smoke something. "This and weighing so little is what a basement for five years does to somebody..." I gasp. A gag suddenly comes out of nowhere. "Oh Jesus!" I shout as puke flies out of my mouth and all over the floor. The security men come running. "BATHROOM!" I gasp as I puke some more. The release me from the bed and rush me to the bathroom. "PRIVACY!" I shout as I shut the door. After puking a bit, I quickly pull the bulb out of the lamp, smash it over the sound of the toilet flushing, pull the switch off the wall, grab a loose wire, burn the inside of the bulb and inhale the smoke. This, not agreeing with my body, sent me into a coughing fit. One of the men run in, shutting the door behind him, only to get a hand to the back of the neck and a forehead to the toilet. He was out cold. I quickly open the door, hitting the man listening in the face, knocking HIM out. The last man looks down, only to get punched and shoved into the bathroom, landing next to the other man, with his bleeding forehead on the toilet. I drag the last man into the bathroom, check to see nobody saw that, and dash for the back exit, ducking in rooms to hide from security peoples and Enforcers. To my luck the back exit was guarded, so with the luck of windows I was on the street. The nearest civilian didn't enjoy that, for he was pulled into a bush and knocked out. With a hoodie to guard my identity, I ran away from the hospital, and once I reached a decent ways away, began walking like a normal civilian.

[Mikoyan]

At approximately 3 AM a lieutenant knocks on my door, "Come." "Sir, we have 3 well known suspects that might be the don. Adam Ebbe, David Cornelia, and a Derek Koch." "Get Yuri to investigating it out on the streets, and send in Ivan." "Yes sir." 4 minutes later, my financial advisor, Ivan Perlique, walks in. "You summoned me?" "Yes, I need you to find us a more private headquarters. Something with no cameras." "Well, sir, we could always just buy this hotel. There's no other in the franchise and we could use it as a steady flow of income." "Consult with the owners." "Yes, sir."

[Kochieboy]

I sat in the car, anxiously looking out the window. I felt that he had more friends just waiting to "get acquainted" with me. The dirt path went into a wooded area.

[Jokey365]

With the withdrawal in effect, I was walking faster than anybody else. Enforcers were watching the streets, but none of them bother to check under the hood. Haha, no. I turned into the alley where this all began. The window was still broken. "Didn't even fix the thing..." I said as I dropped down back into my old holding cell of a basement. Some smoke was still lingering around, probably because I smoked so much of the damn stuff. I moved a curtain aside, entered my bedroom, slapped the painting I painted when I bored and grabbed a few boxes of emergency cigarettes. After tucking them into my hoodie, I pulled one out and grabbed the lighter necklace off my small dresser. Lighting a cigarette, the oddly colored smoke putting some worry in my mind, I kicked one of the supports. It broke slightly. I muttered many mean things, and lit the support on fire. Wouldn't be long before the building lacked a floor. After crawling back onto the surface, I began walking, smoke lingering above, unsure of where to go.

[Kochieboy]

I kept driving, the rain worsened now. Lightning flashed in the sky and thunder roared as if it were some wilder-beast. I became uneasy as the path ahead of me became less and less visible in the rain. The path became bumpier and the rain started to pound on the hood of the car. "I'm going to need a miracle to get out of here". I tried to light up a cigarette, reaching for the box on my right. My car swerved to the right, almost leading me into the woods. I swerved back into place, causing my car to fish tail.

[Mikoyan]

I sat in my room, listening to classical music smoking a cigar, *KNOCK KNOCK* 2 loud knocks bang on my door, "Sir! You must come!" "One moment." I walk out of my door an follow the Lieutenant into a room. He turns the light on and I see a man tied to a chair with duct tape over his mouth. "This man was speaking German, selling narcotics in the German neighborhood." I observe his squirming body. "Try to pry any information out of him." Yes, sir." I walk back to my room and sit down right when my financial adviser, a new gang member, walks in with a formal looking piece of paper with a smile on his face. He hands me the paper without saying a word. "Good work, Ivan." I say observing the deed. "The men can use the top floors to reside in. We'll use floors 1-7 for public use."

[LOL :D]

I don't think I can keep up with this anymore


So let's just say Jimmy or whoever the forget my character is resigned and moved somewhere else

[Mikoyan]

What? Don't you mean you don't want to play this? I see you posting in Comm. Projects all the time.

[LOL :D]

What? Don't you mean you don't want to play this? I see you posting in Comm. Projects all the time.

I can't keep track. Dun wanna do this project anymore.