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Futuristic A Different Future (An actual Sci-fi rp)

[QUOTE="The Jackal](K... Also... FUCK YOU)

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(it's nothing personal, strictly business. If I was anyone else you might just be bleeding to death right now)
 
(T-T Watever)


Darius tried to wriggled his fingers again and smiled as the adhesive dropped to the ground, kneeling down to both adhesives at his feets he peeled then off and stood with one between his forefinger and thumb. Staring at it for a few seconds until he turned and got onto his bike, starting it up and speeding off, he hated tracking people it was the one thing he couldn't do.
 
Connor had reached the local bar, Toby on his shoulder. The bar was called "T. Arbuckle's" Nice and simple. And the best part, Crows drank free. It was good to own some turf. And upon entering, he was greeted with a nice loud "Hey!" Ahh, it was good to be a hero. But little did he know, he pissed some people off. And now those people wanted him dead.
 

Reaper

Reaper was driving when he noticed that a tracker he had put on a vehicle had stopped and was staying at the same place, Reaper figured he would make a visit as he had nothing better to do anyway, he then drove off the bar, Reaper peered at the monitor once more as he saw that the location is marked as "T.Arbuckle's Nice and Simple| Crow turf |"Reaper continued to drive till he could see the location with his own eyes, Reaper then soon parked at the entrance and then got out of the vehicle, engaging it's armor afterwards, Reaper's companion hopped out before the armor engaged. Reaper looked at the entrance and then sighed, he then looked over at the van and then entered into the bar, Reaper walked straight to the bartender and ordered a drink "Whiskey please, with ice. No decorations or any of that crap." the bartender then poured in the whiskey and then added ice, the bartender then said "Seven dollars, pay up." Reaper then giggled for a split second and then put the seven dollars onto the table by using a 5 dollar note and two 1 dollar notes. As Reaper looked around, he noticed Connor, but he didn't think much.

Reaper then pressed a button on his wristpad as his visor opened up, letting Reaper drink his drink. Reaper then casually began to drink his whiskey.


@Beowulf
 
((Muscle car, not van. Also going to see what the other Void Runner is going to to before responding.))
 
Annabella said:
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Was sleeping. Sorry.
no problem I just get grumpy when I'm bored. lol... btw I'm probably a part of about... 6-7 different roleplays including the ones you sent me... and... literally.... you guys are the only ones talking. Wtf is with these people D:<
 
Croan listened carefully to her words, shifting slightly before struggling to sit upright. The girl had done her job and she could not fault her for that, many times Croan had only done what she had been assigned to do and even then, she had known that it wasn't entirely justified despite her detached manner concerning others. She had trusted Darius and he had yet to turn on her and although she was extremely wary of this girl, she would rather answer her questions. "Very well, I suppose we could talk.."


@ArachneGlycon
 
ArachneGlycon said:
no problem I just get grumpy when I'm bored. lol... btw I'm probably a part of about... 6-7 different roleplays including the ones you sent me... and... literally.... you guys are the only ones talking. Wtf is with these people D:<
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Think of it this way, some people are going back to school, others are having personal problems to deal with, most are being bombarded with notifications, and many have simply lost interest. People can either work around that schedule or not, it's up to them. But, you have to be patient and just go with the flow.


 


Beowulf said:
((@Annabella a void runner is creeping on Connor. Is your's?))
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*Grins* Yeeesss..
 
Annabella said:
Croan listened carefully to her words, shifting slightly before struggling to sit upright. The girl had done her job and she could not fault her for that, many times Croan had only done what she had been assigned to do and even then, she had known that it wasn't entirely justified despite her detached manner concerning others. She had trusted Darius and he had yet to turn on her and although she was extremely wary of this girl, she would rather answer her questions. "Very well, I suppose we could talk.."
@Annabella (I know I'm just used to roleplaying more often than this)
 
Croan shrugged in indifference, she had done many things to deserve the bounty but none could have possibly been linked to her despite what was occurring. She assumed that it was due to her affiliation with the Diamond Devils, the Runners absolutely despised gangs and their existence and she could understand why, parents wanted their children to be protected from the horrors of the outside world and of she had a child, she would wish for that too. "I would assume it is due to my relations with the members of the Diamond Devils and my long-standing reputation of causing destruction where there should be none."


@ArachneGlycon
 
Annabella said:
Croan shrugged in indifference, she had done many things to deserve the bounty but none could have possibly been linked to her despite what was occurring. She assumed that it was due to her affiliation with the Diamond Devils, the Runners absolutely despised gangs and their existence and she could understand why, parents wanted their children to be protected from the horrors of the outside world and of she had a child, she would wish for that too. "I would assume it is due to my relations with the members of the Diamond Devils and my long-standing reputation of causing destruction where there should be none."
@Annabella)
 
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Now that was something Croan was not going to exploit information on, Croan had been thoroughly educated on the fate of snitches within the Diamond Devils and she was undeniably sure that she would rather be dragged through the gutters than suffer the fate of the last tattletale. Croan chose to keep silent, tilting back slightly and studying the girl's gun in mocking intrigue. She would say nothing and the girl would either appreciate what she had chosen to speak of or take her directly to her boss.


@ArachneGlycon


 
Luna slipped into the bar after the target, glancing amusedly at a few older guys who glanced at her questioningly. Her gun was sheathed inside her holster which was hidden under then leather jacket she had donned, people wouldn't exactly appreciate if she arrived fully clothed in armor and she didn't want her prey to notice her...yet. She approached the divider which separated her from the bartender and hopped upon a stool, her eyes trained on the man she was going to kill by the end of the night.


@Beowulf (Sorry, didn't see you respond.)
 
Annabella said:
Now that was something Croan was not going to exploit information on, Croan had been thoroughly educated on the fate of snitches within the Diamond Devils and she was undeniably sure that she would rather be dragged through the gutters than suffer the fate of the last tattletale. Croan chose to keep silent, tilting back slightly and studying the girl's gun in mocking intrigue. She would say nothing and the girl would either appreciate what she had chosen to speak of or take her directly to her boss.
@Annabella
 
Connor was having a good time. Even bragging about what he had done after a few drinks. "We can pay anyone off now. It went with the other guys, their handling it. With what we're gonna get, we won't have to worry about money for a while." he said, a wide grin plastered on his face and a mug sloshing just slightly in his hand. "Hell, we could probably go for another one. Not as much cash from it, since it won't have any gold, but shit it's still gonna be a lot."


@Annabella @ClassyBunny
 

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