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

[The Jackal]

( xD ... I promise you mister bunny I will return !)

 

[ClassyBunny]

( First you gotta survive reaper's attack. )

 

[The Jackal]

(But Annabella hasn't replied yet ;-


 
(She be ded)

 

[ClassyBunny]

(Another heart attack.)

 

[The Jackal]

(*Slowly hovers above @Annabella 's body* SHe be ded)

 

[ClassyBunny]

(*Joink*)

 

[The Jackal]

(*Is prodding her boob with a stick* xD )


 
(Send meh a link to the rp... I wanna return after many long years ;-

 

[ClassyBunny]

(I gotta go :/ Be back after a few hours. Also, gonna get my new armor soon )

 

[The Jackal]

(o-o)

 

[ClassyBunny]

(Also by I gotta go, I meant I will reply from my fav phone.)

 

[The Jackal]

(Everyone haz a phone but meh ;-

 

[ClassyBunny]

(Damn it, I meant fab phone...)


 
(@Annabella why must you have heart attack?)

 

[kou]

You guys post so late that I'll be tired by the time you do. xD


 

(Them's fighting words,

@ClassyBunny ._.)


•Croan•
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Croan awoke to complete destruction, the familiar sound of gunfire all but present directly outside of the apartment. She quickly slid off the bed before flattening herself against the floor in an attempt to avoid being injured and cursed herself for falling asleep in such situations. In hindsight, it was possibly somewhat of a better idea to keep surveillance due to the interference of the Void Runner earlier and she cursed herself once more for having made such an amature mistake. Slowly, Croan crawled along the carpet and made sure to keep her head downwards due to the chaos being caused by whomever was out there, she somehow managed to reach the backdoor and instantly slipped outside. "DARIUS?!"


@The Jackal


@ClassyBunny

 

[Soviet Panda]

((4 people currently in the building. Everyone, including tellers, are in the middle of the room))


@ClassyBunny

 

[ClassyBunny]

((4 people currently in the building. Everyone, including tellers, are in the middle of the room))
@ClassyBunny

Oh. Then just ignore the post I made.

 

[The Jackal]

Darius was already outside the backdoor "I'm here !" He yelled back to Croan before drawing his pistol and readying it, drawing the spare pistol again he slid one to Croan from his position "I call shooting his balls !" Darius continued before pushing himself further into the wall and waited until the Runner from earlier stopped shooting. After the shooting had stopped Darius stood up and stared at the window, wondering whether any of those robots would try and return to finish off the job. Turning to Croan he grumbled something before speaking "How about we vacate this spot before the police arrive, it'll look alot more suspicious and I'd rather not be questioned."

 

[ArachneGlycon]

...She lights a cigarette, grabbing her laptop and walking the length of her storage unit before pushing against the door with her shoulder opening the dark container, the interior floods with blinding light and she squints a bit taking a drag from her cigarette letting it sit pinched between her lips as she makes her way outside the clanging of her shoes against the metal frame of the container changes to the crunch of dirt, she puts her arm up blocking the sunlight as she looks up into the sky holding her laptop with the other arm cradling it. She Walks around to a little metal table on the exterior of the huge metal unit. She places her laptop down and takes another drag from the cigarette letting her lungs absorb it feeling a slight tingle at the base of her neck...


Sure is a nice day outside... I wonder what everyone's up too today


...She turns her attention to the laptop and begins typing in an address into the search bar, after her query the screen fills with miniature screens surveillancing a part of the city street, she begins staring at the screens, bending her knees to lower herself to the level of the computer monitor, she puts an elbow on the table and rests her head on the palm of that hand taking another drag and exhaling...


Haha hello Mr. Geoffery


...Her eyes follow a person walking a hot dog stand to the corner of a street as a gentle smile creeps its way onto her face. Her silver hair lays against her shoulders as she relaxes...

 

[kou]

•Croan•

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Croan glares daggers at the open window before turning towards Darius and nodding in silent agreement. It is a wonder that the Void Runner managed to find them so quickly and she can't help but be weary at being in Darius's company seeing as the Runner was originally looking for her and she possibly caused all of this. She grips the gun tightly before glancing around at the back area. "Perhaps we could reside at my place, I have traps set up which are meant to protect me from intruders..we'll be safe there, at least."


@The Jackal

 

[Soviet Panda]

"Gotcha boss." one of Connor's goons said, giving a mock salute before keeping the crowd under control. Now, he and the other guy had to get past the guards, bust into the safe with good ole' drilly here, and then get the carts of gold and bail. Simple simple. And the guards were actually rather lightly armed for guarding gold. You'd think they would have something like assault rifles and riot gear. Nope, regular run of the mill security guard stuff. A nice shirt and a pistol. A whole lot of nothing when versing someone who has an assault rifle and already pointing it at you. With the trusty assistance of zip-ties, the guards were no problem what so ever.


The safe was a tougher nut to crack, as it should be. It took them a good ten minutes to get in. And then there was another damn door they had to go through, another ten minutes down the toilet. But finally, they were in. The gold stores were down and to the left, and already loaded onto carts. How lucky could they be? Now all they had to do, was load up a bit more and move it out. Maybe tie two carts together and dragging them behind. To greedy? Nah, never to greedy.

 

[The Jackal]

Darius nodded for a few seconds but then frowned "Yes, but how will the traps help us if the Runner does what he just did ?" He asked before leading the way to the elevator "Cops will be taking the stairs" He stated before scanning the card with the red V on it "We'll head straight to the garage and be out of here" He said before a low 'ding' filled the atmosphere and the metal doors slid open. Walking into the elevator he set the elevator to the garage before watching as the doors slid shut again just as the tell tale 'thud' of a door being kicked open filled the atmosphere and the regular "POLICE FREEZE" Was yelled.

 

[ArachneGlycon]

...Blaring lights flash across the screen and catch Arachne's eyes...


Where are you going in such a hurry...


...Theres 5 police cruisers racing through intersections...


5 of you... Thats not normal


...She opens a new tab and types away another query, after that a list populates results regarding some form of media, she clicks on one and the audio starts streaming with radio chatter...


"Code 246, we're on our way to the site now"


"40-56 Please proceed with caution, multiple shots fired, suspects are armed and dangerous"


"Will do, You're always looking out for me"

 

[kou]

°Croan°

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Croan breathed a sigh of relief at the closing of the elevator doors, her stomach dropping as they steadily descended. She didn't know how they had managed to get here so quickly and she honestly did not wish to know, instead she opted for raising the gun ever so slightly in preparation for when the doors slid open.

 

[ArachneGlycon]

@Beowulf


"Code 211S Bank Robbery In Progress, Dispatching Units Now"


"Dispatch What Are Your Orders?"


"Dispatch to 5-81 Proceed With Caution, You Know The Drill. Stay Together And Clear The Rooms So Swat Can Take Point"


"5-81 to Dispatch, Orders Confirmed On Route Now"


...Arachne's heart started beating a bit quicker...


This is so exciting... the cops are so busy today... You guys better hurry up or they're gonna bust you full and over.


@The Jackal


"This is 40-56 to dispatch no one on the first floor, I'm going to take a unit up the stairwell hopefully we can cut them off"


"Dispatch to 40-56 advising extreme caution, also advising to use your tactical grenades."


"40-56 roger, that was the plan. Moving up"

 

[The Jackal]

Darius shot her a glare "Put it away" He hissed just as another low 'ding' could be heard as the elevator was called to the 21st floor, sliding his own pistol into a holster his slipped his hands into his pockets and then leaned against the back of the elevator in a hope that he would look less conspicuous. The doors slid open and 2 elderly ladies hobbled into the elevator with a look of shear terror on their faces, they had obviously heard the gunshots and were evacuating the building, the lady closest to the buttons pressed the ground floor button and the doors slid closed and lowered itself to the ground floor.

 

[Soviet Panda]

Connor had been greedy. Tying not one, but two other carts loaded with gold, wheels straining under the weight, to the back of a first. And his partner had another one tied to the back of his. So, in all, they had five loaded, nearly broken, carts of solid gold. They would leave here rich, and with some money left over. "How's it lookin' up top?" he radioed in.


"Cops finally here. Keepin' 'em back. Hostage situation means we get some safety for a bit. Should I call the big boys in? Take some of the heat off?"


"No, don't do that. Negotiate. Get us to the van. We got gold, and a lot of it. The less effort to get to the van, the better. Then the big boys come out to play."


"Gotcha boss." was the answer, him hearing a brief shouted word before the radio cut out. That was not good. He was really hoping for a nice quiet bank robbery. Guess not. Thank god for elevators, though.