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Post by portea4 on Apr 7, 2006 23:52:49 GMT -5
Jessica shook her head and smiled. "You guys are mighty good at shooting the hell out of a cop." Jessica stopped smiling. She looked at them and everything became blurry. She took a few steps back and she collapsed. She closed her eyes and everything darkened and all sounds came to a stop. In her hand was a badge. It was a police badge from California and she also had an ID in her hand. It had her true identity and her true name. Jessica was bleeding alot from the shots. She was a cop who went to this place and got shot.
Jessica was one of those normal cops in the station back in Cali. She wasn't the best or anything she was just the craziest. She could do whatever she needed to do to get the job done. Then there was this one day they were talking about a gang. They were attacking police officers. The cheif told her about it and she accepted. When she got into character the gang then attacked the police station and destroyed it. She then traveled with them into this town.
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Post by V on Apr 9, 2006 1:14:10 GMT -5
"Oh man...we're gonna need an ambulance...she claims she a cop aswell, sir..." Bull announced through the radio. "She desrtroyed the west wing of our station and killed three cops...and she thinks being a cop is gonna help?" Vulture scolded. "Well....the feds are gonna deal with her, she tried to destroy our police station....or maybe we can work something out...perhaps I can use her."
The ambulance arrived, and two officers put her in the stretcher, and said to her. "You're under arrest." The ambulance wasn't heading for the hospital, but for the station infirmiary. They had equal medical care.
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Post by portea4 on Apr 9, 2006 1:22:37 GMT -5
Noel watched from the shadows. "Shit! We've been working with a cop the whole time?! If she ever comes back I'm gonna be the one to kill her..." Noel said quietly. Noel wasn't very nice when it came to cops. He would capture random police officers and torture them until he got what he needed. Sometimes he would just torture them for the fun of torturing the cops. When he got what he needed or when they wished they were dead he would kill them. Noel watched as they took her away.
Jessica didn't want to be killed because of the gang. She would rather die from the cops here than them. She watched them do things horrifying. She didn't want to be one of the people they killed, so she acted as if she was really Katrina.
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Post by V on Apr 9, 2006 2:34:47 GMT -5
As Jessica was delivered to the infirmary, Vulture followed the medical crew. He had her badge in his hand, and was reading it. "Jessica Jaax." He said. "You're the one who street raced, attenpted to break a racer out of jail, destroyed the west wing of my station and killed three officers in the process, assisted the escape of terrorist, and shot a fourth officer." He shook his head, and tossed the badge behind him. "You call yourself a police officer? A cop? Hell, I wouldn't even you a 'pig'. You're in some deep shit, so you better listen and talk only if you are needed, understand? Good. Now I've been looking through your files, Jaax, and it tells me you work for a California police department, which was also destroy by a marauding gang of bandits. Before it was though, you were assinged to track the very same gang of bandits down. And now, you're here. Tell me, are they here, in Oured." Coblanay, Bull, and Marcela had also entered. "Now, if they are. You're going to help us track down every single one of them. And then, we are going to kill them. The feds want them, hell they're dead anyway..." He stopped, and gave her a glare. "But, let's say you deny my generous offer. How does a maxium secuirty penatentary sound? Women who beat you every day, being raped in the showers. Is that something you want?"
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Post by portea4 on Apr 9, 2006 2:43:22 GMT -5
She sat there for a while. Jessica then closed her eyes trying to remember everything that had just happened. She then opened them. "They're getting ready. Ready for another attack. A few of them are racing tonight and are headed to their race. Some of them went out to look for me and others are still trying to hide from you. Most of them are gathering at an Underground Market. They sell all type of weapons and things like that down there. It's in the sewers." She said to them. "I'm not a cop...or anything. If that's all you want from me then you may kill me." Jessica said to them.
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Post by V on Apr 9, 2006 2:52:51 GMT -5
"Hmm...I have an idea..." Vulture said, smirking. "Jaax, or rather Midnight. Why don't you, Coblanay, and Mirage scout out that race tonight. Mirage already has a car, you and Coblanay can choose from our impound lot. We've got lots of choices. If anyone there you recognize, follow them to their hideout, and report the location here. Bull, Marcela and I will ready our defenses for the attack. You will be in shaded car window, so the ones looking for you wont be able to see you. If this works, I'll not report anyhing that has happened tonight concerning you, I'll say it was a gasleak...do we have a deal?" He held his hand out, for a handshake. Wesley Allen Webster, or Vulture, was an amazing negotiator.
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Post by portea4 on Apr 9, 2006 3:03:21 GMT -5
Jessica stood up. She looked at his hand and then at his face. She then nodded her head. Jessica wasn't big on shaking hands. For some reason a simple nod was alright. "Deal." She then looked at the others and then around at the room. "They'll be ready." She said to the group.
((WB))
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Post by V on Apr 9, 2006 3:33:02 GMT -5
"Well, it's settled then. Go choose a car from the impound. Coblanay already chose the green Viper GTS though." Vulture said. "I'll go get Mirage on the line. You guys follow Midnight. She would know where it's being held. Bull, Marcela...let's get started." Coblanay nodded. He spoke with the voice of a typical marine. "Alright, I'll show you too the impound, when you're ready. By the way, my name is Eugene Callahan, but I'm called Coblanay here. I'll be waiting outside the door." (wb...)
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Post by portea4 on Apr 9, 2006 3:44:43 GMT -5
Must it always be the car? I've driven tons of those and I've crashed half of those that I've driven...I wish I could just used a Kawasaki GPZ 500 S... She thought. Jessica loved motorcycles more than cars for some reason. "This is great." She said to herself and she looked at the door. She was back to being someone who helped good...she wasn't so bad anymore.
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Post by V on Apr 11, 2006 23:23:17 GMT -5
"Hey...you ready in there? Sheesh! Would it kill ya to be more punctual?!" Coblanay yelled to Jessica through the door. "God! Mirage is already here. Well, tough-luck, but that black ('06) Mustang GT with the fire vinyl? That ones mine. You can have any other." Mirage stepped up next to him. "So, where is this 'Midnight'?" "Heehee. Well, if it isn't her highness from the jailbreak now." He smirked. "In there. Doing who knows what."
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Post by portea4 on Apr 11, 2006 23:35:04 GMT -5
Jessica opened the door and stepped through. "Does it have to be one of your cars?" She asked. "If it is then I might crash it...like I always do." She said without a smile or anything. Her face looked tired and serious. She wanted to get this over with and get on with life. "If I must then I will use your cars...but if I don't have to...then I shall use my own ride...A motorcycle...a Kawasaki GPZ 500 S." She said to them. She had gotten to this town by car and then motorcycle.
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Post by V on Apr 11, 2006 23:44:46 GMT -5
"Since when does street racing use motorcycles? If you want to lose, go ahead. They'll jump you immediatly, because motorcycles can be tossed around like dolls." Mirage had stated this clearly. "I could care less. Let's hurry up then, if that attack happens tonight, I don't want to be here." Coblanay followed up immediatly after. Mirage rolled her eyes, and the headed two different directions. Mirage of course went to her dark blue Aston Martin DB9. Coblanay headed to one of the garages, with keys in hand, he started up the engine. It was loud, and when the garage opened, a proud black Mustang GT rolled out, a fire vinyl on poth sides.
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Post by D on Apr 17, 2006 9:59:41 GMT -5
"I'm not street racing..." She said as they left. She knew where the race would end and where would it start. "This isn't hard." Jessica walked out of the police station and she opened a garage door. She had pulled it up and she went inside. She took the covers off of her Kawasaki GPZ 500 S. She smiled and took out her keys and she looked around the garage and found her old hand guns. "Hmm..." She then placed them in their holsters and started the thing.
She placed on her helmet and wore another jacket. She then drove out of the garage and onto the streets. She was driving towards the more abandon part of this city. She was showing them the way to the starting line and she would then leave and meet them at the finish line with something new. She still knew all the secret places the gang kept there cars and she had keys to them too.
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