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edited February 2011 in Ten Forward
[[different Charatcer speech in different colours]

*cue camera shot of phone booth in an industrial area, car roars past*

I've been gone way too long. You know, I'd like to reminisce, Paul, but I've got people to see. Ok, see you in the Manhatten Bar, 7 tonight? Ok, see you then. *puts phone back on latch*

*car pulls up, driver's door opens* Mr Manchino?
Er...yes?
The Boss wants to see you. And she ain't too happy.
*opens car door and Mr Manchino gets in, Ms. Francessca right next to him*

How many years has it been, Harry? 3, 4....dare I say it....5?
As I recall, I was drafted in '42
*car lurches round corner*
You know why you've been brought back. We're on the eve of change here in New Haven. Rats and snitches are everywhere. You we're one of the few we could trust. Would you like you're old job back?
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  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    (Non-important chars. in white)
    *Outside the Andellioni compound*
    "So Raul, ya think it's gonna go down tonight?"
    "Nah. It's too soon. The Don will make his decision when he wants to."

    (Raul sees a car lurch around a corner)
    "Gese, can't people learn to drive in this neighbohood?"

    *Inside the Don's office*
    *The Don is talking on the phone*
    "I already told you, I don't care how many turtles you've kicked, if ya wanna stay in businuess here, ya gotta pay up, capish?"
    "I- I got ya! I'll pay, just don't hurt me!"
    "Good man. I'm glad you saw reason."
    *Hangs up the phone*
    "Ceshmia."
    "Yea, boss?"
    "Send Big Mikey out. I want to ensure this gets done."
    *"Fat" Ceshmia nods and walks out of the room, the Don looks out the window, and the camera zooms out*
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    ((secret messages in black?))
    *Kieth Andrews' day started normal enough. He got dressed; suit pants, belt, his good shirt, bow-tie, a tweed jacket. Turning to the mirror in his apartment he spent some time getting his hair just right and then crowned himself with his favorite hat. The sun shown brightly through the window casting a warm glow on the table as he quickly ate his breakfast and breezed over the newspaper. He was to meet some important people today and first impressions are crucial, or so he'd been told.
    With a skip in his step Kieth leaves the apartment, merrily locking the door behind him. As he approaches the curb and starts down the sidewalk a Car Lurches Around the corner and continues down the street hitting a standing puddle of water from the night before. The resulting wave reminded Kieth of a roosters tail for a moment, just before it drenches him. Blowing the excessive moisture from his face he lets out a little exasperation.*

    sigh*

    *And goes back inside to start his dressing routine over again*
    ((I was being silly about the black text thing))
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    *Big Mikey, otherwise known as Michal Vishidioni, was one of the most feared men in the Fresco district of New Haven. A feared enforcer for the Andellioni Family, Michal commanded almost as much respect as the family's consigliere, Mark Franks, an expert lawyer. But now, Big Mikey stopped his reminescing, and pulled out his snubnose. He had work to do.*

    "Well well, Mr. Jhonson. The Don sends his regards." *Points gun* "So where's his money? You'rre not showing the Don much respect"

    "I got it, I got it. I-it's in the back. Let me get it"

    "Nice try, but I've had guns pulled on me before that way. Raul, search the back, break the register if necessary. Thank you for your continued co-operation, Mr. Jhonson. If there IS, a serious problem with your stores' profits, I'm sure the Don would be more than happy to come here and meet with you. Have a nice day."

    *That's how it gets done in this town, Mikey thought. Show your respect, and you're rewarded. Don't, and... not so much. He smiled inwardly at the thought*
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    *phone ringing as we see Mr Manchino in his house, fast asleep*
    eeerrrgghh
    *gets up to answer phone*
    hello?
    Leo, it's Guiseppe. I...
    It's early! What do you want?
    *line goes quiet for a few seconds*
    I'm in a small cafe down the road. The red one on the corner, next to that clothing shop with the girl you've got an eye for.
    * Leo Manchino sighs*
    I'l; come round in a few minutes. Let me get dressed. And you'd better have coffee.
    13 minutes later...
    Listen, the Andellioni's are recieving a delivery today. Incospicuous. Coming through the docks. We need to get in and see what they're dealing in. And soon.
    And why me?
    You're new. Unknown to the Andellioni's. Nobody'll be suspicious of you. We got you a fake papers and a small truck. You're going to be delivering some of New Haven's finest furniture to a small yacht that we've been holding there for a few days.
    What have I gotta do?
    All you gotta do is drive round and park up. You'll enter the yacht, and some men will start helping you unload. They'll be ours. When it's time, the ship carrying the goods will be deserted, around hgalf 10 when the dockers go on a break. You'll have an oppertune moment to sneak in a nd snoop around.
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    *The Don is sitting in his room, thinking about tomorrow's delivery. The Andellionis had been in busnuess with the Brazinilis for 10 years, shipping rigged gambling machines from New York for the Brazinilis for a pice of the action. This would be the last delivery, and the Don of the Brazinili family would come with it. Well, the Brazinilis almost, almost, caused Don Andellioni to go out of busnuess, with that s*** he pulled a few years back. No one crosses me like that, Don Andellioni thought. Action needs to be taken*

    Ah, Jonathan Remishi, my trusted Consigliere. What brings you here?

    Jon had been Consigliere to Don Andellioni until after Don Brazinili almost sold out the Andellionis to a Fed agent. Jon had left his employ after that, and Don Andellioni let him; after all, he had a good reason. But now he was back.

    Well, I heard you don't have the feds on ya anymore, sos I decided to come back, cousin.

    Anyway, enough with the banter. Don Brazinili's comin tonight with the last shipment. I haven't forgoten about that time all those years back. It's high time he payed. We're gonna make sure that when he goes to sleep tonight, he has some nice fish friends to keep him company. But if he sees any of the caporegime there, he'll bolt. However, I know a guy who he won't suspect. We'll have PLENTY of our men there to cover him, and the Don won't get upset at that; he knows what he did.

    So who's your man, boss?

    You ever handled a gun before?

    *The don slid a sniny new magnum across the table*

    The boat's due in at 6 tonight. Don't forget that there are other families here. If they want to butt in, that's fine, but if you see any of 'em, while the confusion ensues, shoot the Don first. In case things get real messy, I've got Mikey and Lucas on sniper support.

    *Suddenly, Jon's night got a little longer...
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    *Sidenote*

    *As the Don passes Mikey and Lucas in the living room, Mikey hands the Don the money, while the Don gives Lucas and Mikey their rifles, and tells them where to wait.*
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    *Second sidenote*

    "So, Raul."
    "So, Paul."
    ..................
    "You'd think that ship would've gotten here by now."
    "Shut up Paul. It's enough waiting around here in the cold without you complaining."
    "So... You wanna play cards?"
    "No."
    "Russian Roulette?"
    "..... What the **** kind of idea is that?!?"
    "So no?"
    "OF COURSE NO!!!"
    ............
    "Every time we see a duck fly by, take a drink?"
    *Holds out beer bottle*
    "Now you're talken!"

    *For the next hour, no ducks fly by.*
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    *outside the yacht, Harry Manchino and Luca Ferrero are talking *
    When do we strike?
    As soon as the boat arrives. Damn this autumn weather. It's freezing.
    I just hope we can do it right. What's the plan?
    Simple. Upon the cranes there's our snipers. There's a crack team of us hiding in this yacht. The van you're driving will be loaded with a small selection, and you will park it, rear facing, not too far from the main entrance to the ship. When the right moment strikes, we will launch and shoot the hell outta 'em. Raid the ship, see what's going on, and then blow the ship to smithereens.
    *ships move in background*
    ****, it's here. Quick!
    I'll start the van
    *Harry gets into the van and starts the engine, Luca bangs the Yacht side, and a team of 6 men clamber out and go into the back of the van, carring a few boxes of equipment*
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    spartan844 wrote:
    *Sidenote*

    *As the Don passes Mikey and Lucas in the living room, Mikey hands the Don the money, while the Don gives Lucas and Mikey their rifles, and tells them where to wait.*

    "Alright, everyone, get ready!"

    Jon saw the boat come. It was time

    Raul and Paul checked their Tommy Guns

    Gary loaded up his 12-guage

    Mikey and Lucas were on the roof with their rifles

    Daren looked at his molotov's one more time

    And the armored car with 10 other Andellionis and a mounted MG waited in the shadows

    Everything was ready

    5 minutes later, Don Brazinili stepped out of his boat, unaware of what was going on. He had brought but two guards with him. What a fool move for one of the toughest men in New York.

    "So ya have my stuff?", Don Brazinili said.

    "Right here", Jon said

    And he shot him in the face, as the guards were gunned down.

    Daren chucked a molotov at the boat's bridge for good measure.

    "Okay. Get to the harbormaster's hut. Erase the logs of the ship coming, and report that she called in a mayday and sank 20 miles up. Then take her out to the Deep Bay and sink 'er there. It's a hundred feet deep there, and only 10 feet off the coast.

    Suddenly, though, Jon saw a glistening movement at the yaht at the next pier.

    And the Andellionis dove for cover while Daren's last action was chucking his last Molotov's
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    *Snipers pick off some of the Andellioni's men*
    ok....3....2....1
    *in a flurry of gunshots, Daren falls to the ground, as the van's sub-machine gun started up, shotting several fleeing mobsters*
    Ok fells, let's go!
    *Men raid the ship*
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    As gunshots propogate the scene, Mikey and Lucas have way too much fun with the sniper, killing 5 mobsters, 2 of their own men, a rat, 3 ducks, a news anchor, hit Al Pacino but his character role deflects it hitting a bad Tron reference, and 5 people from a crossover Battlestar Galactica universe.

    Meanwhile, Jon had his hands quite full...

    "Retreat to the ship! Take up defensive positions and give 'em h***!"

    Jon capped 2 enemy mobsters, then ran to the boat and took cover.

    "We can't let them get this stuff! Raul, go get our secret weapon at pier 3!"

    Raul took off running, diving behind crates as he went.

    Meanwhile, Paul took charge of the crew in the armored car:

    "Keep the machinegun fire going! As soon as they blow up the ship, take a sheilding position so we can get our men out of here!"

    Going back to Mikey and Lucas on the roof:

    "Seems quiet here, doesn't it?"

    "Yeah, almost too quiet... Anyway, our part is done. Let's get out of here."

    However, just as Lucas jumped off, sniper shots rang out. Mikey dived, but Lucas took a shot to the leg.

    "I'm hit!"

    He promptly fainted and was carried back to the compound by Mikey

    Meanwhile, Jon finally had his men in position to retreat: All he needed now was confirmation from Raul.

    2 minutes later, it came:

    "Jon, it's Raul! I'm ready to fire! Get the h*** off that thing!"

    Jon rallied his troops for the retreat: "You heard him, go, go ,go!"

    They all filed in behind the armored car and made a prompt retreat. Out on the water, something moved.

    "Okay, Raul. We're clear. Do it."

    On the bay, a Destroyer's cannon rotated.

    "Fire."

    And the cargo ship went up in flames.


    Back at the compound:

    "Hey, Paul."

    "So Raul. How exactly were you planning to pay for use of that ship, hmm?"

    "Uhh......"

    "The Don's not gonna be happy, is he?"

    "No, no he is not. I'm dead, aren't I?"

    "Yup."
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    Oh ****
    Ok everyone....Plan B
    Ok everyone, escape!

    *the Mazzanti gang packup their equipment into their car and van and leave*
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    hehehe... I've been wanting to blow up at least ONE ship.

    Anyway, as a side note, the Destroyer seems a little overpowered, so it got re-assigned to the Agean sea.
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    "D-Don Andellioni?"

    "Ah, Raul. Please come in. You have nothing to worry about, the boat was re-assigned to the Agean sea"

    "So you're not gonna kill me?"

    "Quite the contrary; See, on that little incident at the docks, Lucas got his leg shot. He's recovering under guard as we speak, but that leaves us a bit of a gap in the ranks."

    The Don took a deep breath.

    "Raul. This attack by the Mazzantis cannot go unresolved. We will try to make peace, but if they do this again, it could come to war. Raul, I'm putting you permanantly into my Caporegime. You're a good man, and you've always been loyal to the family. Your time for promotion is much past due."

    "Thank you, Don Andellioni."

    "Okay, now get outta here and have some dinner to celebrate a job well done, eh?"

    After Raul left, the Don turned toward the window and watched. It had begun to rain, very heavily.

    "War, indeed. Heh. Been a long time since one of those happened here. Might want to call in some extra capital just in case."

    The Don walked over to the phone and dialed up a number.

    "Hey, It's Don Andellioni. Listen, we need to talk, Moe."
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    spartan844 wrote:
    The Don walked over to the phone and dialed up a number.

    "Hey, It's Don Andellioni. Listen, we need to talk, Moe."
    *scene turns into "The Little Italy" bar & resturaunt, the Mazzanti family playing pool and talking in the background, Joe, the barkeeper on the phone*
    Tonight? with THEM watching? *looks over to them, they aren't noticing him on the phone*
    "Yes. Albert Park. 7PM, by the fountain"
    Alright.

    *cut to Albert Park. A dark night, the fountain's splashing being the only sound. On a bench, Joe waits patiently, checking his watch. A black Schubert '38 slowly pulls up, it's headlights turned off, the Don and his driver get out and walk to the bench*

    "Joe, do you mind if we talk in the car? I don't want to get talking confidential stuff here."
    Sure.
    "Thanks, now then..."
    *they clamber into the car, and it moves off into the darkness*

    Today has been ****. The Mazzati's attempted to raid that ship containing our goods. We need an inside man, to advise us. If we're not careful, this could turn into a full scale Mafia war. And I don't want innocents to get caught up. Such a public attack would damage us if we didn't have a motive.
    You want me to spy on my own family?
    "As unusual, and somewhat dangerous the request is, I'm sure your bar doesn't want to need repairs"
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    (Raul is now in Lime)

    "So boss, do we have an insider?"

    "Don't worry about it. It's not resting easy on my though- I don't like Mob Wars, and I don't like threatning good men. We're asking a lot of him, but it will be for the greater good in the end- If we know where and when these guys are going to strike, we'll be able to avoid that and not have to seek blood repirations."

    "What a crazy world it is, eh boss?"

    "... Raul, you should have been a philosopher."

    "Aw, c'mon, boss! That just wouldn't be as fun!"
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    "Congradulations on the promotion, Raul!"

    "Thanks, Paul!"

    "Hey, Raul. Listen, Lucas is outta the hospital, and you just became a Capo, so the Caporegime, Ceshmia, and myself are all headin down to the bar to celebrate. Bring your friend Paul, too! Meet us there in half an hour. Don't worry, the places is guarded tighter than the Corleone compound in the New York."

    "Thank, we'll be right over, Mikey!"

    *Everyone*

    "Merry Christmas From All Of Us In The Andellioni Family"
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    *Inside "The Little Italy" Bar, with a 'closed' sign, Harry Manchino and Luca Ferrero are sitting and talking at the bar, along with a few henchmen*
    Joe, what's up? I ain't seen you so sad since that broad you were TRIBBLE died in a car crash.
    Ahh, it's nothing fellas. I just feel so **** these past few days. ACHOO!
    Geesh. Go to the doctor, or at least do a few less hours. I don't want no cold at this time of year!
    So, fellas, what's the plans for the next few days?

    *Ms Francessca appears from nowhere, in a bright red dress*
    Fellas, please. All eyes on me. And no, not my chest.

    *her driver growls at the men, then clears his throat*
    The raid against the Adellionis was ****poor.
    Gentlemen, I haven't seen such ramshackle operations since Dr Meriden was 'hired' at the hospital. For now, we're playing it cool.

    Harry, you're taking Ms Francesca to the Opera tonight, no choices, no questions.
    Hey Harry, you didn't tell us you two were an item!
    We're not. However, a young single woman at the Opera is unusual. Harry here is still fairly unknown to the Adellionis family, as am I. We have suspicion to believe some of their Capo's are there tonight seeing the same production as us.
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    *Meanwhile, at the Bar on Southside*

    [stuff said by all chars., such as laughter, in white, so for this entry, this color is for Paul]

    "Haha!! And then, when the destroyer shot the ship, aw, man! You shoulda seen the look on the truck driver's face!"

    "Hahaha!!!"

    "Man, that's funny! Oh, remember that time, back when me and Lucas here got sent to Yonkers for an op? We screwed it up real bad, but it was hilarius!""

    "hahaha!"

    "Anyway, Raul, congradulations on becoming a Capo. You've truely proven yourself, and it'll be good to have ya."

    "Hey, thanks man."

    "And you, too, Paul. You aren't good enough to be a Capo yet, but you're still very good at what you do."

    "Thanks"

    *At this point, a man walks up to Ceshmia, whispers in his ear, and Ceshmia pays him*

    "It always helps to have friends in high places. That was the mayor just now, actually. Says that some of the Brazinilis who made it off the boat haven't gone home yet. They're at the opera house, and any major operation there will discredit us. So no opera tonight, boys. On the bright side..."

    *Ceshmia turns to face the barman*

    "Barman! Another round, on me."

    *The barman nods and brings the drinks, and the Don eventually arrives and joins them. As the night drags on, the Andellioni's have one last toast to a new year, then head back to the compound. Most sleep souldly, but still the Don is awake long into the night, thinking of how to stop the impending mob war. He eventually dozes off, and for that, his conscience was lucky- for just half an hour after, the shots rang out from the operahouse*
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    *meanwhile, in The Little Italy bar....
    Goood Morning ladies and gents of Lost Haven! A thrilling news story now; Lost Haven's Opera House was witness to a shoot-out between some local thugs and some Brazilians. Police are looking for an Irish man 6ft tall, aged about 30, with a shaved head, and 3 to 5 Irish men, all of about 25, will thick black hair.

    Police were saying that it looks like there was going to be a tradeoff between the two groups of men in the Opera House lobby when the Brazilinis were ambushed by the Irish mob and slaughtered in the Opera House. Makes a change from those Italians, eh folks?!

    Anyhoo. Investigators are still puzzled by the loss of the CS Kilroy, a merchant vessel, lost near our harbour last week. And now.....

    *radio is turned off*
    Thank god we didn't have to do anything last night.
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    (Brazinilis, not Brazillians)

    *Don Andellioni walked over to the phone. It was time to settle something.*

    "Joe. It's me. I need you to arrange a meeting with your Don. No guards, just a peaceful meeting on the pier. I have some important information that we cannot ignore."
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    *Inside "The Little Italy" Bar, with a 'closed' sign, Joe is cleaning up the Bar after a long day's work, and the phone rings*
    Hello, Little Italy Bar.
    Joe. It's me. I need you to arrange a meeting with your Don. No guards, just a peaceful meeting on the pier. I have some important information that we cannot ignore.
    Understood. What time?
    Tonight. I'll be there a while.
    I'll tell her now. She'll be there in about an hour.
    See him there then.
    *phone line goes dead. Harry Manchino Luca Ferrero enter the bar, along with a few henchmen*
    Joe, who was that?
    Ahh, it's nothing fellas. I'll be back shortly, got to talk to the Don.
    *Joe heads through the Staff door looking thoughtful*
    Geesh. What was that about?
    *Joe knocks the office door*
    Enter.
    *joe comes in*
    Ms Francesca, The Don from the Adellionis wants to meet up tonight at the pier. There won't be any guns or any security there.
    Alright, I suppose it beats waiting here doing nothing.
    *she clears her throat*
    CARLOS! GET YOUR BUTT IN HERE!

    *her driver enters*
    What now, Frankie?
    Get the car ready. NOW.

    *cut to the pier. Don Adellioni is leaning on the railing watching the waves lap at the pier supports, then notices a black Shubert '38 pulling up, though thinking nothing of it. He then decides to sit down on the bench, and takes a sip from his hipflask*
    *Mr Francesca, meanwhile, steps out of the Schubert '38 and walks towards the Don*
    Mr. Adellioni?
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    "So you came. Heh. Didn't think you'd agree to such a callous thing. But I know you better than that. Hey, you! Behind the car with the Navy 6! Get outta here!"

    "I call foul! How'd ya know I was there?"

    " I've been in this businuess too long to be fooled by such simple tricks, Ms. Francesca. Now, to business. I think its time we buried the hatched, if only temproarily. Remember back when the Titorti Family started musceling in from the suburbs? Well, once again, our city is besiged by those from other areas. I trust you are aware of what transpired a few nights ago at one of my shipping centers. We gained some valuable intel."

    *Scene changes to a sniper's view from a warehouse*

    "We discovered it when our men boarded the Brazilini ship. One of our men found a stateroom for their Don. They weren't about to give up because of the loss of someone in a high place. They see a major businuess opprotunity in New Haven, and they won't tolerate ano other fam..."

    *The Don's voice trails off and he looks around, then suddenly pushes Ms. Francesca down and pulls out a conceiled magnum and points it at the warehouse, and fires. A man with a sniper rifle falls from the roof.*

    "Yup, he's a Barzilini. It's not safe here. Get your man and get out of here, I have my car somewhere else. I'll call you later. Go!"

    *And with that, Don Andellioni got in his car and sped off*
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited December 2010
    *Back at the Little Italy Bar*
    ..And he took off, just like that?
    Yup. Mentioned something about Brazalinis then sped off into the distance.
    Well, fellas, it may look like we'll have to join with our rival family if we're to stand any chance of success.
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited January 2011
    More bad news, sir. The Barzilinis took the Haven Heights warehouse.

    "Thank you, Vinney. Raul! Move your men in to take the warehouse back. I'm sending Lucas's men to cover you. Gee, hope Mikey's mission is goin okay..."

    *Meanwhile, down by the industrial park...*

    "Haha! Another walk in the park, eh Paul?"

    "I didn't know it would be that easy, Mikey. That's more dead Barzilinis."

    " Right. More of them are arriving tonight. We're gonna ambush them at the docks. Come on, men!"

    So the mob war continues...
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited January 2011
    *Inside "Happy Toy" shop, at midnight, with a 'closed' sign, Harry Manchino, Sam Betore and Luca Ferrero are in the managers office, and it's nearly 1AM. They're hunched over the safe...*
    This job's **** easy.
    Yeah, raiding a toyshop late at night before they send away their profits, especially with no security makes it a really profitable go. Pass me that explosive putty, Luca!
    Here ya go. And remember, only enough to blow the lock.
    *Sam tears off some of the explosive putty, and carefully rolls it into a line, and presses into the lock on the safe*

    Alright fellas, all'sa go!
    *they leave the room, save Sam, who lights the fuse then runs out, then there's a small explosion and a grey cloud*
    It's robbing time, fellas! Hurry it up!
    *they all scramble into the office, and pack the money into bags, to the sound of a Siren outside*

    ****! They know. Keep it quiet, fellas, and we can use the backway.
    *they creep out, and go into the staff room, and Harry looks out the window, and there's only a single cop, and he's more interested in listening to the radio. Harry makes a "shh" motion, carefully opens the window, then climbs out, and sneaks upto the cop, and garots him*

    *Harry looks around, sees it's all clear, then motions the other two, then goes to the getaway car, and starts it up and reverses it nearer the window. Sam carefully climb out, Luca then passing the bags to Sam, then Luca attempts to climb out, and manages to fall out, and seethes in pain*

    *whispering*you imbocile!
    *Sam and Luca load up the car, then Sam climbs in, then Luca eyes the police car, then knocks on the driver's glass on the getaway car*
    Psst. Harry. Do we need a cop car?
    Not really....but it's a good idea. Rob his uniform too. I tell ya what, we'll escape, you can rob his uniform, and you can bring the car back.
    *Luca nods, and the car manouvers out of the carpark, then speeds into the distance*

    *Luca watches, then goes over to the cop, and starts removing his uniform, and the cop slowly wakes up*
    No! Please, NOOOOOO!
    *Luca shoots him, then continues robbing his uniform, steals the keys, then gets in the cop car, and drives off*
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited January 2011
    " Mikey. Listen, it's the Don. We've lost one of our corrupt cops to the Brazinillis. Word is they're payen double what we did. Eliminate said cop. Cop car 52."

    *Cop car drives by, a bit too quickly*

    "Well, there it is, Boys. Let's go."
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited January 2011
    ****. I got some Adellioni's following me. Let's what a cop car can do!
    *increases speed, and enters the Denton river road tunnel to escape*
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited January 2011
    "Shoot him, Vinney."

    "Bring it on!"

    *Vincent opens the side window, picks up a Tommy Gun, and opens fire*

    "This thing can outrace any cop car!"

    *Increaces speed*
  • Archived PostArchived Post Member Posts: 2,264,498 Arc User
    edited January 2011
    *Luca performs emergency 180 degree turn after turning the wiren on, and gets out the cop car, hiding behind it with his Tommy Gun*
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