The Gig

[TheAntiRebel]

(( Closed for TheAntiRebel (thats me!), Demos Straxus, Mayu, PaintaPicture and papillon24 ))

OOC: A bank robbery/criminal story. A team of criminals meet up to plan a bank robbery, think Ocean's Eleven with less class.

Name: Malcolm Roberts (current alias, real name unknown)
Age: 41
Apperance: He has a stone-cut rough face with a small scar on his left face. He has black unkempt hair with some some streaks of black. His large shoulder body was once muscular, but a recent string of high-tech computer crimes has started to add fat to his frame.
Bio: His connections with various freelance criminals have put him in the position of a ring leader. His rumored next job has spread quickly through the criminal underworld, and, is hosting a meeting to open to all criminals.

IC: Mal stepped into the large abandoned warehouse and walked over to the light switch and flipped the large industrial-type switch. The lights on the ceiling flickered, and flashed on. He looked over the warehouse, a few old steel crates, and some old wooden chairs in the center of the room.

Mal stepped back out the warehouse and walked over to his (stolen) black BMW sedan and opened the trunk and pulled out a small black steel case and slammed the trunk and stepped back into the warehouse. He dropped the steel case onto the ground and sat his ass in one of the rotten wooden chairs and leaned back.

"One last gig... I'm getting to old for this shit," he whispered to himself has he leaned back and glanced at his (stolen) Tag Heuer watch, waiting for the first takers of his offer to show.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Name: Johny "Red" Blankowitz
Age: 26
Apperance: Tall and lanky, with flaming red hair, green eyes, and a neatly pressed black suit.
Position on team: Frontman, Johny can con anyone, out of anything. Gifted at his given line of work.

Bio: Young to his chosen profession, Red is a conman, and one of the best at that. Its said he can sell ice cubes to eskimos.....and that he sleeps with every woman that he meets. Cheerful and upbeat, he always manages to lighten up the day of whoever he meets...not to mention their wallet.

IC: From the entrance came the calm candence of footfalls, as 'Red' steps calmly into the darkened warehouse, his neat suit a notable difference from the dank and dark surroundings. He surveys them for a moment, and then walks to Mal, nodding cheerfully. Inspite of his calm motions, the man seems to virtualy explode with energy, his whole body almost vibrating with the effort to retain control. Red is like this whenever he isn't working his charms.

For him the con is his passion. His life. Just the effort of shutting it off hurts. The high it gives him......hell, not even sex is that good.

 

[Mayu]

Name: Anna Conner

Age: 19

Appearance: She has deep blue eyes, long straight brown hair, a very nice average body with a little bit of muscle around her body. She is about 5'6 and weighs about 120. She loves all colors when it comes to clothing but mostly wears black.

Bio: Anna befriended Malcolm and "Red" She was asked to help with a big project because she was great with a gun but because she is also a stunt driver and could get out of all the bad situations without even putting a scratch on the car. Now she is here with her two friends, hoping to help out when ever she can.

IC: Anna saw Malcolm and just smiled at herself, she stuck her hands in her pockets and sighed some. "Hello Big Brother" She said with a smile. She considered him family very much so, so gave him the title her big brother even if they were not related, she wondered what this job was since he didn't say much on her answering machine and wondered where Red was.

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Mal watched has Red walked in. He stood up and grinned. "Red Blankowitz," Malcolm declared loudly. "I haven't seen you since that Russian job. I assume things are going well?"

Before he could answer, his eyes were distracted by a stunning young woman, the one and only Anna Conner. "Hello Big Brother," she said, smiling. Mal walked over and playfully put his arm around her.

"I was hoping you'd take my offer, Anna. Your one of the best crooks I know," he said, gazing down at her. He let his arm linger on her for a moment before pulling away.

"Well, I figure we should wait a few more minutes before we start. Never know who else could show," he said, and walked over to the door of the warehouse and looked out over the grim industrial parking lot.

 

[Mayu]

Anna smiled some "The most beautiful and talented driver you missed to you know" She laughed some looking at him and kissed the side of his face, she saw Red and grinned some. "The three of us, to do some damage" She said with a grin on her face. "Sounds perfect" Placing her hands on her hips as she began to wonder if the job was going to run smooth.

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Malcolm took one last look out at the industrial parking lot, and decided there were no other takers for his job. "Oh well, the money will split easier three ways than more," he said, and slammed the door shut and walked back to the center of the room, and pulled a Polaroid from his back pocket.

"This, is the First Eagle National Bank, locational only a few blocks from here. This isn't where your grandmother goes to get gambling money, this is where big corporations go to get loans for opening new branches in Europe. Marble floors, gold statutes, ex-Marine security guards, you get the idea," he explained.

"I've recently learned that Otica Pharmaceutical has just been approved for a $500 million dollar loan from First Eagle, and its being shipped out to their headquarters in New Jersey, by armored truck, in ten shipments of $50 million. We're going to 'borrow' one of these shipments." He paused and then continued again.

"Now, Otica is not going with First Eagle's first choice for armored transport, they're going with another firm. We're going to use this to our advantage. Tomorrow, Otica has planned for one of the shipments to leave, but, little does First Eagle know, we're going to arrange for the second one to go out."

Malcolm again, held a dramatic pause, then continued. "Now, this is how its going to go down. Red will be our front man. He'll go into the bank and inform the bank manager, Otica is changing their plans, and they want a second shipment today. Anna and I will drive an armored truck I have, and we'll drive into the underground level of the bank, and make our way to the vault."

"Now, if Red has cleared it, we should be able to walk out with $50 million in large bills, but if..." Malcolm shot Red a sly look, "he doesn't convince them, or if, they check with Otica back in Jersey, we'll be packing some protection," he said, and put his hands on his hips and grinned at them.

"Thats my plan. If either of you wants to back out, its fine. Or, if your in, it'll go down tomorrow. I've got two hotel suites booked down at the fancy hotel down the street, we can all rest easy tonight."

 

[Demos Straxus]

Red considered the plans for a moment, reaching into his finely done suit, and extracting a silver cigarette case, a true rarity in these days of paper packs. He took a single slim, white tube from it, and lit it with a matching silver lighter, inhaling the tobacco into his lungs as he carefully considered what had just been laid out. Gone was the energy of before. Red was calculating the odds, the risk, and the possible gain.

That comes out to a little more than 16.5 assuming an even split," he stated dryly.

"I don't think I'd mind a piece of that. You have all the paperwork in order for me I take it? Timeslines and so forth as well."

He cast a glance to Anna as his mind went through the variables.

"She can drive an armored car, right? I know she's hot stuff with street racing and so forth........but those cars drive about as well as the average Abrams."

 

[Mayu]

She smirked "Earth to Red.....im standing right here" She said simply as she walked up "I know how the vehicle drives ive tested it out myself" She placed her hands on the table. "Im a street racer yes but im a stunt coordinator that has driven every single car to the edge of exploding them, if something happens it doesn't go as planned you can kill me" She smirked she wasn't afraid she had driven this kind of car before years ago.

 

[TheAntiRebel]

OOC: Little update here, papillon24 will be joining has a member of the crew, I'll have to work her character into the plot when she posts, and new RP'er PaintaPicture will be playing the bank manager who is seduced by Demos' character. Looks like it should be exciting.

IC:
Malcolm listened to the banter between the two and smiled. He walked over to the black steel crate and opened it and pulled out two blue jumpsuits and tossed one to Anna. "These are the uniforms worn by the armored delivery company, I hope I got the size right," Malcolm said with a sly wink. He then pulled a small white paper envelope.

He pulled out three hotel keycards and handed them out to Red and Anna. "These are the keycards. We're staying at the Johnson-West Hotel, up the street, Suites 15 and 16. I suggest you kids get an early night, we've got a big day tomorrow," Malcolm said, packing up his steel crate, then lugging it back out to his BMW. He looked back in the warehouse and glanced at the two, then drove back to the Johnson-West.

 

[Demos Straxus]

OOC: Cools. I'm always up for a bit of seduction

Red considered the card, his mission, and what was to come. Casualy, he held the card in one hand, doing some basic sleight of hand as he thought about it. After a moment, he glanced over at Anna, giving her a gleaming smile, and a mock salute, as he walked over to his own car, a gleaming late model jaguar, and got it, speaking out the window as he put it in gear.

"See you tomorrow babe."

 

[Mayu]

She nodded and watched him but when she went to get into her car it wouldn't start. "Oh for fuck sakes!" She sighed some "Great" She sighed some as she got out of her car and walked down the street having no money she was going to have to walk all 10 miles to her home, she walked on the side of the road looking down, she knew this was illegal but hell she didn't care. She didn't want to bother Red or Mal, even tho she had a huge crush on Mal maybe that was the reason she didn't want to bother him.

 

[papillon24]

Lin Song
5'1" and petite chinese desent
Long black hair to the knees which is usually pulled up into a tight bun

Bio: Lin was born in Hong Kong but spend most of her young life pickpocketing in Bejing. At the age of 7 she was taken into custody of the state and put in a foster home. There they treated her like one of their own letting her practice with them. They were the leaders of the chinese acrobatic sosiety. they she leared the fie art of summersulting and contorting to please the crouds att he circus every year.

when she turned 18 she was turned back out to the streets once more and returned to pickpoceting. At 20 she came across Mal as she tried to lift his wallet and he caught her. He brought her to the states to join him. That was two years ago.

Lin raced down the street towards the warehouse.

"Oh shit Mal is going to leave me out" she sxclaimed out lound not caring if anyone heard her.


She got there and it was empty

"Damn, I missed them. I guess it it the hotel then. They must be staying there again. There is no other choice." She ran out to the street and flagged down a cab

"Where to mam"

"Johnson-West hotel"

The cab took it's sweet time but she made it.

she thanked the man and paid the last five dollars she had on her. She looked up to see Mal entering the hotel.

"Mal....wait up"

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Mal strutted into the hotel in his typical cool, nonchalant manner when he heard someone call his voice. He assumed it was Anna, but spun around, and spotted Lin Song.

"Well, well, well. Nice of you to show up at all. I assumed you weren't coming," Malcolm said, reaching into his pocket.

He pulled out a hotel keycard and tossed it to her. "Suite 15 or 16. Take your pick. I'll fill you in on the job when your settled in," he said. "Nice to have you on board," he said with a sly grin.

 

[papillon24]

"It's good to be aboard" She smiled and headed towards suite 16 as she always did. She turned and watched him as he walked away.

She had forgotten something.

"Mal!" She grabbed hold of his are causing him to sping around. "Might I ask what we are up to this time. and wher I might fit into this." He looked at her as if she was crazy wanting him to explain here with all these people around. "We couold go somewhere and discuss it if you like or you could just surprise me later."

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Mal smiled at her, "Alright, I'll tell you in the suite. I have to get something from my car," he said, and headed off for the parking garage.

A few moments later, he walked into Suite 16, carrying his black steel box from before. He set it down on the floor and opened it, and pulled out the rolled up blueprints for the basement level of the bank. "Come here and have a look, Lin," he said, not even looking to see if she was in the room, "After that Seattle job, I know you have a knack for air ducts," he joked, "So, I'd like you to slip into the duct system from the public area in the first floor, and then watch me and Anna get money. If you see any guards trying to be heroes or anything, we'd need you to string 'em out. What do you say?" he asked with a smile, turning to face her.

 

[papillon24]

Lin took a look at the plans.

"Air ducts huh?" She looked over at him half annoyed but half pleased at the same time.

"Can't find anything mor challenging for me huh?" She winked at him then looked down at the plans."Hey remember our first job together boss, that one in Dallas where you had me fit into a 3x3 cargo crate and had me delivered into the bank. That was fun. I almost suffocated in there if you wouldn't have show up."

"So air ducts, I should beable to get into position within half an hour depending if there are any grates in the way. Just make sure I have snips on me. Oh band by the way, what gun do I get, the sniper again?"

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Mal grinned and started chuckling at thoughts of the crate job. "Uh yeah, of course the sniper. I have a German MSG-90, not your usual PSG1. Left overs from a job in Berlin. I'm sure you can use this new tool," he asked, in a playfully mocking tone.

 

[papillon24]

"You know me boss, I always love breaking in the new toys."

She sat back in a chair.

"This one is my ticket out of the game Mal. I need to move on. You know what I mean? I love the rush of it all but sometimes you gotta stop and this is going to get me out of it."

She looked at him. He didn't seem too mad but still looked disapointed.

"Hey, tell ya what, We'll talk about this when I get out of those sir ducts and back to safety. Put it out of your mind till then, pretend I didn't say anything"

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Malcolm nodded and walked over to the minibar. "No, its ok. I know what you mean. This is a game for the young," he said, bending over and opened the small bar and pulled out a minibottle of whiskey.

"I had planned this to be my last hands-on job. I might plan a few more, and run support, but this is my last time in the hot seat," he said, opening the bottle and pouring some into a glass cup.

"I plan on finding a nice little piece of a Caribbean Island after this with the money," he said, taking a sip of his drink.

 

[PaintaPicture]

Name: Molly Harris
Age: 27
Appearance: Approximately 5'8", a curvy body, but thin frame. Medium brown hair falls around her shoulders in a soft way. Her deep blue eyes add to her innocence, and purity. Long legs, and pale skin make her look desireable but slightly unattainable.
bio: Born in a small home raised in a happy environment. She currently is the new manager of the Bank, after working her way up the ladder to this posistion. With a BA in economics she's a smart cookie but sometimes can get distracted which has held her back, but her creativity has always been on her side.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Demos stepped into the suite, carrying a pair of suitcases, and assessed the room. Sparsly, but finely decorated, it had 3 rooms, including a kitchenette, bath, living, and bedroom. On the floor by the table rested two stainless steel briefcase, his usual equipment for this sort of work.

Red walked over to them, and resting one on the coffee table, and popping the locks. Inside rested a late model laptop, with wifi, and all the other toys one could use for accessing secure information, not to mention the data Mal would allreayd have compiled.

Red picked up the phone, and ordered a ceaser salad and a bottle of fine white wine. He'd eat and go over the details on personel. Find someone he could use to do his end of the job.

 

[papillon24]

"Mal, I didn't know you had it in you to leave the dirty work to someone else"

She stood and made her way to the mini bar checking out all the choices. She poured herself a shot of goldshlager and downed it in one gulp.

"It's getting late Mal, and we have a big day ahead of us." Lin walked back over to the plans and stared them over for a bit.

"Mal can I take these and study them tonight. I want to be sure that I know where I'm going. I also need to talk to Red about my comunicator. I think he tamperd with mine last time as a joke. I really didn't find it as funny as the rest of you." she grabbed the plans off the table and began to head for the door.

"Mal, Red is in on this one, right?"

 

[TheAntiRebel]

Mal nodded, pouring himself a second glass. "I think Red is in the other room. I have no idea where Anna is, however," he said.

"I can't believe your quitting so soon, Lin. You're one of the best in the game," he said. "Not to mention young enough. I'm getting too old for this, I'm sure everybody noticed, during the Spain job last year, when I slowed the team down. I'm not has fast has you kids," he said with a chuckle, even thought he was dead serious.

 

[Mayu]

Finally getting what she needed taking a taxi to the hotel room and sighed some. While everyone was eating and having fun Anna was forced to talk ten damn miles, she went into her room and got ready unsure of what anyone was doing, she sighed some, feeling so alone in that moment. Mal liked the girl he was talking to she could tell she heard his voice with her on the way to her room. Red made fun of her, she was alone, the freak of the group basically.

 

[papillon24]

"Kids,"she raised an eyebrow "Not so much of a kid, I don't think." She turnd sauntering over to him.

And besides Mal, you are not quite grapa status yet."