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Making the Jump Started by: Pickles on Jun 08, '09 05:56
He had seen the people rush past the door of the room he'd been sitting in. One after the other. And then more. At first he thought nothing of it, being in a haze of his own, but upon considering the situation wondered why the hell all these people who weren't part of any New Orleans family were in his building, and apparently making their way up in the lifts. He decided to watch the lift, and deduced it was going to the roof. "What's so exciting about the roof?" He thought to himself as he pushed the button. "Is there another one of those rooftop parties that they don't tell me about?" He was determined not to miss this one so he hopped on the lift and made his way up to the roof. He stopped on the eigth floor to grab some whiskey, some vodka, a few glasses and a couple bottles of Dr Pepper, then made his way up to the roof, barged through the door and made his entrance.


Come on guys! You need to stop having these parties without me.

He whined before even observing what was going on, then went to sit in a corner by himself and was set to start drinking the night away.
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In the crowd of people Sonnix lost his bottle and his date, all he see's is Riddle get chucked off the building by a strange man. He goes up to him and punchs him.


That was my friend !

He grabs him by the shirt and throws him off the roof, then goes to find his date still hoping shes on the roof and forgetting why he was up here to begin with.
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Ritz grabs Pickles cigarette and takes a hit, then hands it back to her.

"Look at these guys, they're all having fun pushing each other off the ledge, and Brick over here is depressed."
She laughs, she was kind of talking to herself but hoping Pickles would hear her

"Listen, I don't know what your story is. But this life is about starting new. Whatever happened in the past is the past.

You'll only let it go if you let yourself."
She sighs and looks over at Schizo and the ambulance Riddle is in, driving off.

"Besides, it looks like you might survive the fall anyways, and that's just make you feel more than shitty."
She smiles at Pickles
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As Sonnix walks by them looking for who has his whisky bottle, he over hears the two women talking. He stops and looks at Pickles.


Shes right you know, what ever has happened to you won't last forver, you can get over it and face life. Or you could take my gun put it to your head and pull the triger cause that drop won't kill you.

He puts a cigarette in his mouth and looks to Ritz.


You got a light babe?
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Ritz smiles at Sonni. She couldn't tell if what he said was meant to be funny, serious, or both at the same time.

Either way she pulls out an old zippo from her back pocket


"Here."
She lights it and snaps the lighter closed.

She looks at Pickles and hugs her tightly.

"You're no good to anyone dead, P." she whispers.
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He takes a drag and see's his bottle on the edge of the roof, he runs over to it to see its empty. He turns to the crowd.


You greedy bastards, this bottle cost me $50 and I didn't even get any.

He walks back over to Ritz and Pickles.


You should come to my club sometime Ritz, theres one in LV, LA, NO and Detriot. You look like a girl that likes to have fun and I might even give you some free drinks.He winks at her. You too Pickles looks like you need some fun.

He takes another drag then heads out the door back downstairs, to go find something else to do.
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Schizo takes a flailing fall off the side of the building again and is greeted by the same unloving tree from before. He hits every branch on the way down and lands flat on his back on the grass below. After a few minutes of laying motionless, Schizo gets up, kicks the tree, and limps his way back to the roof. Upon arriving at the roof he walks up to Sonnix and grabs him by the throat and yells...

THAT TREE DOESN'T LIKE ME!

Then proceeds to FLING him off the side off the building like a frisbee. Schizo removes, yet another, cigar and his zippo and lights the cigar. At this point, he was running out due to the fact that he wasn't being able to finish them before getting tossed off the roof.


Schizo walks over to Ritz and smiles.



I know you!
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Falling half way down the building he hits a long metal poled that seem to come out of no where. There was a loud yell that could be heard from out the city.

He walks back onto the roof still rubbing his balls, but this time he has a wooden baseball bat he found on the stairs. He walks up to Schizo and hits him in the face. As Schizo is on the floor from being hit, Sonnix goes close to his face.


THAT F***ING HURT!
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Ritz nods at Sonni.. and then laughs as he gets thrown off the building and beats the hell out of Schizo

She smiles at Schizo and waves politely.
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Sonnix sees Ritz wave at Schizo and starts to get a little jelous, so he pulls out his gun and holds it at his end.


MOVE TO THE EDGE NOW!
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**Head**
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**Head**
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Schizo, after being cracked in the face with a bat, lays motionless on the floor.

He tastes blood in his mouth. Looking up, he sees Ritz smiling and waving. Shaking his head, he struggles to his feet. Schizo reaches around and finds a piece of pipe. He swings with all his might and smashes the pipe into Sonnix's knee. Hearing the cracking sound, he laughs sadistically. He crouches down and gets real close to Sonnix's pain-twisted face and whispers...



I believe I've won this argument.

He gets back up and goes to shake Ritz's hand, spitting out a bit of blood as he walked over.
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Before Schizo could shake her hand, Sonnix tackles Schizo by the legs taking him to the ground and punchs him untill most of his face is in blood. He gets up and grabs his bat.


You ain't won nothing mate.

Sonnix hits both his legs with the bat then his face again.

Leaving him on the ground to bleed, Sonnix starts to limp towards Ritz.
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Schizo lays face down on the ground, pain engulfing his legs. Blood slowly drips from his busted nose. He looks up and sees Sonnix limping to Ritz. In a last attempt to drop Sonnix, he reaches into his suit and withdraws his Colt M1911. Firing off 3 rounds into Sonnix's legs, Schizo watches him fall.
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Ritz watches in amazement and wonders why they started fighting in the first place.

Then shrugs it off and walks toward the boys, calmly and with grace.

She walks to Schizo and leans down, and gently grabs his gun, and throws it to the side, smiling at him.

Then walks to Sonni and helps him sit up.


She looks at both of them in silence, right into their eyes, and finally speaks.



"Will you two quit acting like a couple of thugs, before I carve you both with my 5 inch hunting knife?"
She looks serious for a moment, then smiles. Surely it was a joke..
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Stares over at his most prized possession, laying alone to the side.


TRIGGER! COME BACK TO ME!!! :<

Schizo tries to get up and struggles.


Ritz, how bout a hand please?

Schizo holds out a hand.
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Ritz frowns at the gun. She's not one to fling one around in the air like a 14 year old boy would. She likes her knife.


She looks back at Schizo and nods, getting up and pulling him to his feet.


He whines with pain, and she just shakes her head.
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Pickles, who is more than dismayed to see people fighting in the midst of her agonizing memories finally grabs Ritz by the arm.


"You grab my coat, I'll get my hat and shoes. Let's go get a drink. I think I really, really, need one."

She sort of dives for her hat and shoes and dashes for the door she had used earlier to gain access, holding it open for Ritz. What she hadn't noticed was the white envelope flipping off the roof and making it's own little flight to the pavement below.
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Schizo makes it to his feet, whimpering slightly as the pain shoots through his legs. He watches Pickles run back and forth. He limps over to the ledge and sits down, staring at the tree he's gotten too close to too many times tonight.
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