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| Mission 1: Teamwork (RP) | Started by: Luke_the_Reaper on Nov 10, '07 23:10 |
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(OOC: The only people allowed to post in this thread (for now) are myself, KingTehSuicide, Mike_McBam, JyreGazo1 and hotrod74. I'll make it clear when others can join in) Glaring down at his watch impatiently, Luke swore continuously in Italian while flinging his fedora away. What the hell is taking them so long?! He tugged at his suit in discomfort, seating himself only to rise again to go fetch his hat. Once it was safely back on his head and tilted down just how he liked it, he turned to the other men in the room. It was dark, so their features were concealed like his, but could still barely tell them apart. "If they don't get here in twenty minutes, we're doing it without them. King, Jyre, let's go over this one more time. We'll assume Hotrod's still in, I can always grab us a different driver." He pulls out a crudely drawn diagram and slides it across the table, pinning it under the dim spotlight of a flickering ceiling lamp. Diagram: http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a128/Eden239/diagram1.jpg "I'm the light blue. King, you're the yellow. Jyre, you're the light green. Hotrod's the orange. Police are blue, clerks are purple, money's gold and security barriers are red. Here's how it's gunna go down... First we're gunna get the police outta range with a false emergency, something real big that'll require all their forces. I'm still taking suggestions for that, otherwise I'll come up with something. Next..." He jabbed at the left-bottom area of the diagram. "Hotrod's gunna park right there, at which point King, you get out and start walking. If the bank looks empty, take the long way in. If it looks full, get in there quick. In the meantime, Hotrod will drive up and park here..." He jabs the next orange spot on there, up near the top. "At this point, Jyre, you get out and make your way to the bank. Once inside, ehh... Hold on, just reconsidered. Instead of how it shows on the map, get in line behind King then after a minute or so, ask King where the bathroom is. Go there." He points it out as the green X. Pausing for breath, Luke glances at his watch again. Ten minutes left. "Alright, where was I... right. Once Jyre's in the bathroom, King, you just stay in line till you reach the clerk. When you do, I want you to ask her to check for an account you don't have, keep asking her to double-check and use your suicide act to freak her out a bit. By this point, Hotrod should have made it around the block to his final destination..." He points out the orange X. "I'll get out there and head into the bank, making my way over to bench to 'wait'. Once I'm there, King, you take out your gun and start talking suicidal shit. Your life's over, yada yada. Cause enough commotion to lure the guards out of the safe room. Here's where things get tricky... Would be easier if Mike would fucking show up!" He takes a moment to compose himself before continuing. "King, you keep the guard's attention, when they're in position that they've passed me, fire a warning shot into the ceiling. Jyre, when you hear the shot, run out and scream and panic, asking what the hell's going on. Pretend to hide behind the guard for protection, flow with it. Once the guards are really distracted, I'll come up behind the one closest to be and knock him out. King, you do the same once the other guard notices. Finally, Jyre, you knock out the last guard. You're already in the perfect position to do it. If all goes well up till then, the hardest part is over. Any questions before I continue?" |
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| Can we start now? | |
| Reply by: JyreGazo1 at Nov 10, '07 23:14 | |
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| I'm nervous and I'm ready. | |
| Reply by: JyreGazo1 at Nov 10, '07 23:15 | |
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| (OOC: Yes, we can start. Use (OOC:) when not roleplaying alright? Anyway, follow the instructions I gave in the mobmail before posting again.) | |
| Reply by: Luke_the_Reaper at Nov 10, '07 23:35 | |
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| hotrod walks in throws the keys to his viper on the table, takes a seat, lights a cigerette and says "my baby`s full up and purring like a kitten outside so are we doing this job or sitting watching everyone else get rich" | |
| Reply by: hotrod74 at Nov 11, '07 05:35 | |
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| Luke looks up as the keys hit the table, a mixed expression of anger and relief on his face. "Slow down Hotrod. We gotta handle the briefing first." He repeats Hotrod's role in the mission for him before turning his attention back to the other two. "If you got any questions, ask em now, otherwise I'll finish reviewing and we'll get to work." | |
| Reply by: Luke_the_Reaper at Nov 11, '07 06:01 | |
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| "come on lets do this before we get to old to do anything" | |
| Reply by: hotrod74 at Nov 11, '07 06:06 | |
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Iron_Lung walks in and sits down and listens intently to the job details,he is a driver and is always up for a job if the money and plans are alright Errrrm I am looking around at the carlot across the street and see many fords and the odd chevrolet,coupes and sedans,some with rumble seats other fancier models with convertible tops and such....some even have a new engine called a V8 Who actually in the 1930's era makes this Viper you speak of? I prefer to know my vehicles well so that if anything happens i can possibly fix them? |
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| Reply by: Iron_Lung at Nov 11, '07 09:28 | |
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| (OOC: First off, I believe I made it clear that only certain people can enter at this point in the rp. Since you're not even in the same family, it wouldn't make much sense for you to just walk into a private meeting. Secondly, it should be obvious that Hotrod isn't an expert either in roleplaying or on the 1930s (nor can I claim to be myself) so it would have been more respectful and beneficial to simply mobmail him with your list.) | |
| Reply by: Luke_the_Reaper at Nov 11, '07 13:59 | |
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*King walks down toward the bank and wonders why he signed up for this mission and then mumbles to himself* "Bah i could be at home slicing my wrists or something like that, oh well lets get this shit going" *As king follows the outlined route for him he notices that the bank is pretty empty so he takes the shorter route into the bank. He walks towards the clerk and is smiling his most charming smile* Hello my dear, im here to check on my account. I have recently been having some trouble with the numbers in this account and i would like you to check and see what is going on. Here is the account number." *King hands the clerk the paper with the fake account number on it and as he does he look around for the guards and notices them hanging out around the vault and inside the vault* *The Clerk comes back and says that she cant find the account and that she is terribly sorry and would the gentleman like to wait for her boss to clear the matter up* "What you cant find my account, what do you mean. Your trying to steal my money, You are not gonna get away with this. *Screaming now* Ill fucking kill myself right here and now and get my blood all over you. Ill use your pen to cut out my heart and ill throw it right on you. You think i care if i die, i want to die. *Pulls out gun* You dont think ill do it just watch me, ill blow my brains all over you and these good people here. I want you to find my money and find it now. *King watches as the clerk panics and voids her bladder and the guards notice the raucous and come over* |
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| Reply by: KingTehSuicide at Nov 11, '07 14:32 | |
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| (OOC: *sigh* Well, I can't fucking mobmail Mario for some reason, so I'll just politely request than any moderator that sees this please delete all posts except my own and hotrod's. Until then, I'm suspending the rp.) | |
| Reply by: Luke_the_Reaper at Nov 11, '07 15:04 | |
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