MaD
Chairman of Selectors
- Joined
- Dec 19, 2008
- Location
- Sydney, Australia
Oh right, good shot by the Vig then
Gotta love it when the mafia end up killing one of their own members (especially the roleblocker ). I always gets confused with a bus driver as to exactly how the swapping happens. Is it the targets that were swapped or the people doing the actions?
I'm not getting a lot from the write-up; will check it again later.
Gotta love it when the mafia end up killing one of their own members (especially the roleblocker ). I always gets confused with a bus driver as to exactly how the swapping happens. Is it the targets that were swapped or the people doing the actions?
I'm not getting a lot from the write-up; will check it again later.
He had done his job the previous night but this time, his boss had an even bigger task for him. He chose his position on top of a building where he knew his target would be near. He found his target and set up for one shot. He let the bullet fly and it was going to hit before a young female voice shouted, ?Get out of the way!? The target had moved out of the way just in time and fled from the scene, not wanting to risk it anymore out in the open. ?Boss won?t like the news tonight either,? he said to himself, and hoped he didn?t end up in the oil tank.
She had sat still the previous night but she knew her target and she knew he had information. After all, he was an important person. As the boy walked home, she pulled up beside him in her car and forced him into the boot. Another person was looking for this guy, but he couldn?t find him. He wondered where his target was.
Night 1
It was an interesting day to say the least but night had now come and some snuck about, wanting to search for information.
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He was up and about, going about his business, as he had done the previous night. He knew what he was doing tonight, but so did the girl. She walked up to her target and asked him for some information. The nice guy he was, he told her what he knew. By the time they had finished talking, it was getting late and he decided to not bother. ?Maybe next time,? he whispered to himself.
She had sat still the previous night but she knew her target and she knew he had information. After all, he was an important person. As the boy walked home, she pulled up beside him in her car and forced him into the boot. Another person was looking for this guy, but he couldn?t find him. He wondered where his target was.
He had done his job the previous night but this time, his boss had an even bigger task for him. He chose his position on top of a building where he knew his target would be near. He found his target and set up for one shot. He let the bullet fly and it was going to hit before a young female voice shouted, ?Get out of the way!? The target had moved out of the way just in time and fled from the scene, not wanting to risk it anymore out in the open. ?Boss won?t like the news tonight either,? he said to himself, and hoped he didn?t end up in the oil tank.
He knew what he was doing. His target was up to no good. He had a gun himself and knew it was the time to use it. He didn?t handle a gun often and he hoped he could his target from this range. He let the shot away and the unsuspecting man fell to the ground. There was nothing to save him.
He was skulking around again, looking for something. He always came here, and quickly made his way around the train officers. After a long night searching, he gave up. It had been the second night he?d been searching but again no luck.
They woke up the next morning and wandered the streets until they found the missing body of Themer, who had been shot in the chest. When they saw who he really was, they rejoiced though. All except a couple who were disheartened at the news. They pretended to be happy though. Themer was:
He knew what he was doing. His target was up to no good. He had a gun himself and knew it was the time to use it. He didn?t handle a gun often and he hoped he could his target from this range. He let the shot away and the unsuspecting man fell to the ground. There was nothing to save him.
He was up and about, going about his business, as he had done the previous night. He knew what he was doing tonight, but so did the girl. She walked up to her target and asked him for some information. The nice guy he was, he told her what he knew. By the time they had finished talking, it was getting late and he decided to not bother. ?Maybe next time,? he whispered to himself.
She had sat still the previous night but she knew her target and she knew he had information. After all, he was an important person. As the boy walked home, she pulled up beside him in her car and forced him into the boot. Another person was looking for this guy, but he couldn?t find him. He wondered where his target was.
He had done his job the previous night but this time, his boss had an even bigger task for him. He chose his position on top of a building where he knew his target would be near. He found his target and set up for one shot. He let the bullet fly and it was going to hit before a young female voice shouted, ?Get out of the way!? The target had moved out of the way just in time and fled from the scene, not wanting to risk it anymore out in the open. ?Boss won?t like the news tonight either,? he said to himself, and hoped he didn?t end up in the oil tank.
He knew what he was doing. His target was up to no good. He had a gun himself and knew it was the time to use it. He didn?t handle a gun often and he hoped he could his target from this range. He let the shot away and the unsuspecting man fell to the ground. There was nothing to save him.
He was skulking around again, looking for something. He always came here, and quickly made his way around the train officers. After a long night searching, he gave up. It had been the second night he?d been searching but again no luck.
She had sat still the previous night but she knew her target and she knew he had information. After all, he was an important person. As the boy walked home, she pulled up beside him in her car and forced him into the boot. Another person was looking for this guy, but he couldn?t find him. He wondered where his target was.
He was up and about, going about his business, as he had done the previous night. He knew what he was doing tonight, but so did the girl. She walked up to her target and asked him for some information. The nice guy he was, he told her what he knew. By the time they had finished talking, it was getting late and he decided to not bother. ?Maybe next time,? he whispered to himself.
He had done his job the previous night but this time, his boss had an even bigger task for him. He chose his position on top of a building where he knew his target would be near. He found his target and set up for one shot. He let the bullet fly and it was going to hit before a young female voice shouted, ?Get out of the way!? The target had moved out of the way just in time and fled from the scene, not wanting to risk it anymore out in the open. ?Boss won?t like the news tonight either,? he said to himself, and hoped he didn?t end up in the oil tank.
He knew what he was doing. His target was up to no good. He had a gun himself and knew it was the time to use it. He didn?t handle a gun often and he hoped he could his target from this range. He let the shot away and the unsuspecting man fell to the ground. There was nothing to save him.
He was skulking around again, looking for something. He always came here, and quickly made his way around the train officers. After a long night searching, he gave up. It had been the second night he?d been searching but again no luck.
All except a couple who were disheartened at the news
He was on a mission. His boss had sent him and he couldn?t let him down. He just couldn?t remember who he was meant to be stopping and in the end, had to give up. ?S**t, boss ain't gonna be happy,? and reluctantly went back to report.
She had a small head start in solving the Ormond Singularity but she was still trying to stay low. She was attracting some attention and thought it best to not do anything tonight.
?Huh, you?re not him.? He tried to get a closer look at the man walking away. He didn?t see the girl who had bumped into him and they both fell. By then, the man had got away. ?I?m extremely sorry, did I get in your way,? the girl said with a smile before wandering off. ?Damn it,? he thought.