Raining Bullets

[The_high_king]

Forte Dodder

I gazed toward the dock in the distance. Even through the thin mist, I could make out the number thirteen. I pointed at it, and said, "thats what we're watching for. That dock right there, and be sure listen, or watch any ships coming in. I looked at my watch, pointed out that it was eleven-thirty. I looked back at Vixen, and said, "we got about thirty minutes before the ship arrives, how do you suppose we past the time".

 

[The GrandMage]

Jim Hoffa

He leaned against the crates a moment, and shrugged, Turning, he grabbed the upper edges of the crate, and threw himself over. He pulled his body weight around, until he was holding himself upside down with his hands. He flipped over, letting his feet come in contact with the crate. Sitting crosslegged, he pulled his thermals down, and scanned the area.

"Well, Forte, we could ask ourselves deep philisophical questions for a while. Or, we could talk our way through a chess game. Although that was a obvious come-on to Vixen, you certainly don't want to make it seem like thirty minutes is plenty of time, or that you're willing to do this while a nut with explosives is sitting around. That's just not the proper way to finesse a woman. Perhaps we could discuss the proper way to make yourself available to a pretty woman with enough skill to kick your ass?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Vixen

She glanced at Forte, "How do you suggest we pass the time?" She smiled and waited for his answer, but before he could Jimmy jumped up and landed behind her. She rolled a little looking up at him, "Welcome to the party Jim. When's the fun going to begin?"

 

[The_high_king]

Forte Dodder

I looked around the area, "I say we pass the time, watching the security. Maybe that will help us determine a plan". Security was everywhere. They all looked like a bunch of grunts, and sailors. I wouldn't exactly call a harpoons, and guns decent security. I also saw some limos come in through some other entrance. Mafia, triads, cults, gangstas, columbians, and the like I suspect. I think I have just found a small portion of the black market, and here it was. In Caliber city.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Vixen

"Aaaaaaaaaaawww Just watch the guards? And here I thought we could have some fun with shooting up the place.." She sighed, "Well alright, let's try and pay attention then.." She pulled her gun out, checking the clip and the clips in her pockets.
"I'm all set just say when.."

 

[The_high_king]

Forte Dodder

I turned around, and looked at Vixen, "I don't think the ship is going to dock here if it sees a bunch of dead people lying around. So put your gun away". I sat back down, my back resting against a large crate. I was bored, and excited at the same time. Bored about sitting here, and excited about raiding a ship. I looked at Vixen again, and asked, "have any idea on how to pass the time".

 

[Sweetp4u]

Vixen

She laid her gun under her making sure the safety was firmly on.
"None, Forte.." She shut her mouth and listened to some of the conversation around them. The dock workers are the best for gossip and what nots. Jimmy was listening to his walkman not paying them any attention, as usual. She rolled to her back, looking behind her where he sat.
"Did you bring enough exsplosives to bottom the ship out?" She winked at him. She was betting he had enough exsplosives to blow up the entire city if he wanted to.
She sat up, "Describe the weapon Forte. Something about it, incase you die or something. Or one of us finds it before you do. Give us a hint here, Thats going to be a large ship to search for a small weapon."

 

[The_high_king]

Forte Dodder

I quietly laughed, "well, I don't see that happening, but I'm afraid that my dad left a pretty daft descrition. He also wrote, that Jimmy would know how it looks like. All I know is that this beretta can leave a hole in hull of a ship the size of King Kong's asshole". I then sat back, and relaxed. I hoped this scavenger hunt that dad has given me can help me find the true mastermind behind all this.

 

[The_high_king]

ooc: I hope your still there.

 

[Sweetp4u]

*shrugs*

I am still here but GM is MIA for some reason. perhaps he is ill still. Or bored?
SP

 

[The_high_king]

ooc: well, its good to know your still here. Do you think we should wait for Grandmage.

 

[The GrandMage]

Jim 'Heya I'm Back!' Hoffa

He nodded his head, and looked around.

"Let me put it this way, One wayward match in my van would start a chain reaction which would blow the whole city to Hell, if this isn't it already. As for the gun, it's two floors down from the main embarkation floor. Portside bow area."

He looked at them, staring at him. "What? I used to be big in the crime circuit. But it's hard to lead people when you don't talk. I was the first one to test that baby. It's beautiful. Almost as good as when you see Semtex....Nevermind. It's an explosives thing."

 

[The_high_king]

Forte Dodder

I nodded, and said, "its hard to believe to that a beretta has the possibility to-". I was cut short when I heard the blast of a foghorn. The ship was coming in, and brand spanking new swiss cheese was going to be made out of smuggler bodies. I took out my colts, and turned my head slighty, just to see past the crate behind me. I could make out the shape of the ship through the mist. I took a breath, "don't do anything until you see the ship dock. We can't risk spooking the ship by killing people before it gets here".

 

[The GrandMage]

A Man Named Mitch

He raised the sniper rifle, taking careful aim as he pulled the trigger. The glass shattered as the bullet went through, lodging itself fully in the helmsmans forehead. As the ship docked, the man fell backwards, he being the only on on the bridge. He started picking men off the deck. "C'mon, Forte. Shale your lazy ass."



Reminder of the Cult Gangs!

Gangs were in shambles, mobsters scrambling as triad members gritted their teeth, firing again. But it was no use, nothing could stop the Killer Cars! Cult members laughing crazilly from behind the wheel made faces at the gangsters, not steering. The cars jumped up, landing with a crash atop the foul crimedoers.

"This ain't that damn hard! Why didn't we do this bef-"

Just then, the rocket lauchers manned by the men on the roofs started taking the cars down. The criminals cheered as the cult fell back, regrouping for the final charge.

Jim Hoffa

Well, it's not really a beretta. It just looks like one. Really, it's a lot different than you're off the shelf stuff. Plus, the bullets have a big role in it. It's actually called 'The Hoffa'. Necause, well, it was made for me before the bastards shortchanged me, and....I'm the only one who can use it without having the recoil break their wrists. It...shall we say, has a nasty way of being fired, as gunpowder would cause the explosive bullets to explode....Shall we kill?"

He pulled out his Colt, giving it a quick kiss. He only had room for one gun, and this one would soon be replaced.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Vixen

She glanced around, listening to Jimmy's details and Forte's idea. She waited until it was the word go before she would move. Her finger itched to shoot someone, and if they didn't hurry up she would shoot them both in their pinky toe just so she could shoot. She grinned with the idea, she was getting blood thristy lately.

 

[The_high_king]

Forte Dodder

I locked, and loaded, "lets do this thing". I did a backflip off the crate, and went into slow-motion. I could make out the targets in my upside down vision. I fired away at the first couple guys dressed in sailor fatigues, and fishermen type clothing. I landed on my feet, and rolled to the side without second thought. Bullets replaced the areas where I used to be. From the yelling voices, I could tell that they were many. I grinned as I pulled out my Colt Commando. It was time to give this baby another workout. I strafed to my right, and fired like I've done it a hundred times before. I was smart enough to roll away, or I would have died running. Bullet holes replaced the areas where me head would have been if I hadn't rolled.

 

[The GrandMage]

Jim 'Fuck Off' Hoffa

He rolled his eyes and he leaned backwards, falling off the crates. His empty hand hit the ground, bending and thrusting straight. His body turned again, and he landed in a crouching position on his feet. With the music blaring in his ears, he stepped out from behind the crates, and fired a few shots at a few heads.

Unfortunately, he had a crappy shot. JUmping out of the way, he landed on his back, and growled. Getting to his feet again, he frowned, and started firing away at the henchmen as he took careful aim.

"I really need to get some fucking aim one o' these days..."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Vixen O'Shay

She rolled her eyes, "Show off's" Hopping down off the back of the crates, she fired two shots into a security guard/bad guy walking their way.. Well he was running, but thats besides the point. He was now dead.. "Next!" She grinned, glancing around. She seen another henchman comin towards Jimmy's back and quickly took out the guy's knees. Running over, she stole his semi automatic what-the-fuck-ever it was and chucked it out of his reach.
"Have a nice day.." She told the screaming man and ran back behind Jimmy and Forte. Holding her gun ready, she glanced around for the next target they didn't mow over before she gotta chance to shoot.

 

[The_high_king]

Forte Dodder

I quickly stood up, and shot down a whole row of smugglers before I squatted down again. I took a breather, they were many in numbers. I quickly lept to my left, and began to spin in the air, entering slow-motion again. I shot down many guys from both sides while I rotated in mid-air. I landed on my side, exiting my slow-motion mode. I could only say one thing, "woah".

 

[The GrandMage]

Jim Hoffa

He looked at the other two, and sighed. Standing up, he took down a couple of more dumb fucks, a bullet grazing his ear. He ducked quickly, rasing a hand. It'd passed right under his headphone, and scraped across his ear. He brought his hand around, and saw blood.

"Oh, that's it. No one fucking shoots at my ears."

He frowned, and jumped up, shooting at everyone in eyesight before ducking back down once his gun informed him he didn't have any ammo left. Putting more bullets in his colt, he looked around. For once, he hadn't missed.

"Hey, anybody know how many dumbs fucks there are shooting at a guy who's know for not leaving his house with at least enough explosives to take down this entire side of town?"

 

[The_high_king]

Forte Dodder

"Thats a great idea Jimmy! Why don't you stand up, and see what happens?!". I was shouting over the hail of bullets, and reloading for another go. What I said was sarcasm, but it sounded like it could work. Perhaps the smugglers will be intimidated by the explosives strapped to Jimmy. Who knows?

 

[The GrandMage]

Jim 'Blow Shit Up' Hoffa

He rummaged through his pockets, peeking around the crate he was hunkered behind, and quickly ducked back as a bullet moved through that space.

"I got a better idea. How about I give you a Semtex vest and you do it? I hope you don't mind the pyrotechnics, Forte, but I think the silent entry is overwith, and I'm fucking pissed!"

Grasping the handle in his fist, he brought the grenade to his mouth, ripping out the pin as he stood and chucked it towards the source of most of the gunfire. He felt a sharp pain as a bullet embeded itself in his left shoulder, and fell to the ground.

"Motherfucker!" With a loud explosion, the grenade explode with a ball of flame and cloud of shrapnel from the nearby crates.

 

[The_high_king]

Forte Dodder

I could hear a loud bang, and a scorched body fall right in front of my feet. I prepared to leap out, "you know Jimmy, your skills have started to go downhill ever since you started talking. I lept toward Jimmy's side in slow-mo. I shot down a couple guys while I was at it. Landing again, I turned my head to Jimmy, and said, "pass over the vest Jimmy".

 

[Sweetp4u]

Vixen

She stayed crouched down behind the crates listening to Forte and Jimmy banter back and forth. Now and then she shot some moron who came running up behind them, but nothing as spectacular as what was happening in front of the group. She glanced around, the ship's gang plank was lowered and more goons were coming down, armed with gawd only knew what.
"Hey guys.. We need some serious destruction here, more morons arriving at 11 o'clock.." They glanced in front of themselves and she muttered, "My 11 o'clock guys.."

 

[The_high_king]

Forte Dodder

I looked ahead of me towards the gang-plank that Vixen mentioned. She was right, a group of smugglers were coming in fast. It was also an opprotunity to get aboard the ship. For that sharp second, something came over me. My heartbeat was slowing down, "alright guys, I got an idea. Watch my back". It wasn't my heart that was slowing down, but time. I was entering bullet-time. Everything including me seemed to slow down, like something you see in all the action movies. I ran towards the gangplank, shooting down them down while I was at it. I rolled behind crates, and barrels. Dodgeing bullets for all I was worth. The strange thing was that I could see the bullets, I could make out every detail about them. The bullets seemed to come at me like a weak punch.