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Hey guys, I have an idea! Let's not straight-up kill this RP before it even gets made!

"Clinic." (Then he passed out.)

"I was secretly trying to assassinate Lin myself because I thought none of you scoundrels had the spine. I had it down pat- just go up to the top of a skyscraper across the street from where I knew she would be dining, aim my rifle and fire. Tried my best to follow through. Long story short, it...

"No," says Captain Pfeiffer. "I'm not okay. Not in the least."

Meanwhile, Captin Pfeiffer is found by his loyal officers on the outskirts of town, smothered in ectoplasm and horribly beaten.

Pfeiffer hastily punches Floor 1.

Pfeiffer manages to dodge most of these weaker blasts and reaches the elevator, now fumbling with the buttons.

(I'm assuming you mean that the Lycan fell off the roof?) The skeleton hits Pfeiffer, blasting him almost off the roof of the skyscraper. Pfeiffer scrambles back to his feet and makes a mad dash for the elevator.

Pfeiffer, knowing he is bleeding out, attempts to gnaw into the Lycan's flesh as well in a desperate attempt to incapacitate it. He also, with both hands, tries to break the Lycan's arm that is choking him.

Convinced the Lycan is dead or dying, Pfeiffer attempts to yank his bowie knife out of it so he can use it on the other one. After failing to break the force field, he stays on his side to catch his breath, hoping it won't stay up too long.

Giving a dull groan, Pfeiffer plunges the knife into the Lycan's abdomen and attempts to drag it upwards with one hand while reaching over to throttle the skeleton with the other.

"Hard way? What hard way?" Pfeiffer ran up, intending to shiv the lycan to the left of the skeleton.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" Pfeiffer wailed, turning around to unload on them before hearing a succession of clicks from his rifle. He hurriedly threw it on the ground and reached for his bowie knife from his belt. "COME GET SOME!" he roared.

At this point, Pfeiffer didn't care what he did anymore, as long as that damnable shark of a lady didn't come out alive. He started screaming aloud as his finger hammered on the trigger, peppering shots throughout the patio in Lin's direction.

The shot echoed through the block. Pfeiffer, now enraged at missing his shot by mere inches, groaned out loud. He still kept his scope focused on the vampire, noticing how she stepped onto the sidewalk to make her call. Excellent, he thought. Less chance of innocent casualties. He never knew for...

I'm interested but when I click the link it says, 'The page you requested does not exist'. Could you help me with this?

UGH! It seems like every RP I have ever posted in suddenly becomes inactive if it isn't already, including this one. It's like a disease. Has this ever happened to you? And what should I do about it?

Captain Pfeiffer grinned madly to himself as he throttled the trigger.

Police Captain Pfeiffer emerged from the elevator, C8CT rifle in hand. As he paced over to the edge of the building, he quietly reprimanded himself on not sending someone else out into the dreadful cold to do this for him. NO, he corrected himself, NOBODY ELSE COULD BRING THEMSELVES TO DO THIS...

Aren't you going to answer the fourth one?