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New RN's. How bout it? |
I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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SP-O Wlm Dougherty rolled 2 20-sided dice:
9, 2
Total: 11 (2-40)
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:38 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:39 pm
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*after the bathrooms, office, upstairs storage room, and supply closet have all been swept, the men meet up in the middle of the bar. One of the men scratches his head and puts a cigarette in his mouth, about to light it. They couldn't have just disappeared into thin air, so where the hell are they? The man in black smacks the cigarette out of the other mans mouth and snatches him up by the collar.
They haven't gone anywhere idiot! They're still here. They must have a panic room of some kind hidden. Did anyone find any panels in the walls, floors or such? As the men shrug and shake their heads no, the man in black looks around and straightens his tie. Speaking in a loud voice, he starts waling around the bar. Look. All we want is the woman. There's no need for any of you to get involved in this situation. You give her up, we go without any more problems. We leave with the girl, you get to keep your lives. I'd hate to drag innocent people down into something that doesn't concern them. So, can we negotiate? *
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:39 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:43 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:48 pm
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SP-O Wlm Dougherty rolled 2 20-sided dice:
13, 16
Total: 29 (2-40)
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:51 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:53 pm
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-grins widely- twisted Perfect. Good thing I'm short. -hugs Psy- Thanks, love.
-takes off some of the armor, kicks off the cat paws, ears and tail, ties up hair-
-looks at boys and girls- Boys, Katana, Showa twisted I'll see ya on the other side.
-steps up on the ladder, stands on tippytoes and puts gun up there, sliding it in more, then hangs with two hands and slowly pulls herself up, swinging her feet up and maneuvering into the crawl space. after a second she cannot be seen and the tile is fitted back in place-
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:55 pm
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*after several minutes of waiting, silence is the answer to his question. Sighing, he signals to his men to start "negotiations". With that, the men start tearing the bar up. Pulling up floor boards, busting chairs on tables, target practice with the alcohol stock behind the bar, {{Psyzapp, please forgive me!!! crying }} and playing hot potato with the espresso machine.
As the noise escalates, the men behind the building can hear the commotion and one of the guys sends someone around to see what the problem is. as he enters the bar rather loudly, a man on the inside turns and takes a shot at him before he realizes it's a fellow man. With that, the man in black points his AK-47 towards the ceiling and lets off a few rounds, silencing everyone and making the men drop the espresso machine to the floor.
Once he has their attention, he begins to shout. You have to the count of ten to bring us the girl, or I will burn this place down with you all in it. No more negotiations! Countdown! 10-*
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:05 pm
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