zacarisJoin Date: 2008-03-14
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zacarisJoin Date: 2008-03-14
Post Count: 7901 |
Name: Jake
Age: 18
BIO: Was a Librarian.
Appearance: Look at Avatar
Jake pulled out his Blackberry, the latest model. He quick-dialed his #1 Source, Jeb. After getting his mission, he selected his price-he always was a great negotiator-and then walked to his black Sedan. He grabbed his Sniper Rifle, a Dragunov with a special laser scope, and sat down in the driver seat. He pulled out the keys from the passengers compartment, and then started the car. He drove to Harvard Drama Theatre. |
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Name:eric
age:18
BIO:a sworn enemy of jake.
appearence:Always wearing diffrent clothes during missions to blend in with crowd.
Eric:*at drama theater*
Eric:i cant wait to see the look on jakes face when he finds his target dead!>=)
*puts on black tux nd enters theater* |
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Jake had just gotten to the roof, when he heard the door on the first door open. Then he heard a voice that he hoped that he would never hear. "Eric..." Jake cursed, then he grabbed his Desert Eagle, with a Silencer equipped, of course. He pin-pointed his mark, a 30-year old teacher who liked to cause citizen's arrest. Jake equipped the laser attachment, and aimed the Desert Eagle at the teacher, who was yelling at a student. He smiled, then pulled the trigger. The target dropped in mid-yell. Time for payment. |
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Name: Saint (real name unknow)
Age: 25
BIO: trained from adolescence to be an assassin and freelance hitman
Appearance: black trenchcoat, white t-shirt, aviator shades, and a black stetson
*walks into bar looking for target*
Saint: there he is *whispering to self*
Saint prepares the heavy sedative that when put into the target's drink will make him have all the symptoms of a stroke
*goes to bar*
Saint: one martini and one rum and coke
Barkeep: right away sir
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*eric walks up to jake*
Eric:hey u killed my target
*punches him,then roundhouse kicks him* |
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-Blocks the punch, and ducks the roundhouse, then shoots him in the gut with a Tranq-
Jake ended the fight quickly. Eric never was as good fighter compared to him. |
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*slips the poison into the martini, gives it to the target, then takes a swig of the rum, puts it down and casually walks out*
Saint is driving to the next target when suddenly Saints coordinator calls him over bluetooth and asks him how it went.
Saint: i got it done whos the next target?
Coordinator: a teacher
Saint: ill get it done *throws bluetooth out car window* |
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Saint gets to Harverd and quickly realizes somethings wrong
He sits in his Cammaro and watches as a body bag is rolled out and a news crew reports.
Suddenly he sees a Jake's black Sedan fly out of the parking lot.
Saint: .....
*loads pistol and gives chase* |
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zacarisJoin Date: 2008-03-14
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Jake was smiling to himself. Eric was only stunned, but it looked like he died. He would be carried out to an Ambulance before he woke up. Then a bullet hit the back tire of his Sedan. Jake cursed, and looked out the window. Saint, another Hitman, was chasing him. Jake rolled his eyes;couldn't he just get a break? "Ok then, Saint, have fun with this little surprise." Jake threw a molotov out the window, and it burst on the side of his car. |
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*eric wakes up inside ambulance*
Eric:Jake! that little son of a &@@#%!
eric:i gotta get out of here*uses knife to cut hole through body bag*
*shoots door lock with pistol so it flings open*
*sees saint chasing jake behind the ambulance*
eric:there we go!teach him a lesson!
*jumps out of back of ambulance and makes his escape*
*sees molotov come out of jakes car*
eric:dang!hes always got some nasty suprise,like that tranq dart....im outta here!
*runs into the shadows* |
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Saint swerved the Camaro to avoid to flame and quickly got control back
Saint: that was close
Saint shoots out the other back tire of the Camaro forcing Jake to either pull over or keep going without it |
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Jake cursed once more. "I thought that was going to work. Oh well. Might as well throw this." Jake threw his special Flashbang, and it exploded right in front of Saint, who then crashed into a Dumpster. |
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Saint stumbled out of his Camaro, cursed looking at the damage Jake did to his car.
Saint decided this was a good to dissapear and get paid for that last job |
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zacarisJoin Date: 2008-03-14
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Jake returned to his source, and was paid $4000. He smirked. "Thanks, Jeb. Good-Bye then." Jake started to walk away, when Jeb grabbed his shoulder. "I have another mission for you. See, Eric has messed up too many times, so we need you to teach him a lesson. Don't kill him, just bruise him up a little." |
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Jake nodded, telling him to go on. "Eric, well...he is a good man at his job, but, he usually comes back from the mark mad, or angry. Just beat him up, and $2000 is yours. Remember, Jakey, 2K." |
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After Pay Day
*on the phone with Kelly (his coordinator)*
Saint: got alota good stuff here Kelly you should see it (at black market gun store)
Kelly: well make it quick you just got another job
Saint: what? already?
Kelly: Well get used to it people want people dead these days. and hey if they didnt then we'd be out of work
Saint: ya but if we we're out of work maybe you'd go out with me;)
Kelly: keep dreaming Saint
Saint: hey it was just a thought. so who's our next target?
Kelly: a Mob boss, Fredrico Ferera, a major player in the drug game, seems some of his competitors want him out of the equation
Saint: ok ill get it done as soon as i buy a new car Jake really screwed up my last one |
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zacarisJoin Date: 2008-03-14
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Jake stopped by his favorite Black Market. The Agency provided weapons, but he preferred weapons that could kill, and be easily concealed. Then, he ducked behind the crates as he saw Saint walk by, looking for a new car. "Darn it, I can't get a weapon with him here." |
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*eric walks up to weapon shop and gets a silencer for his sniper*
eric:hmmm...it feels like im being watched.
*gets desert eagle out then notices jake*
eric:gotcha!
*shoots and bullet grazes jakes jeft arm* |
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Saint had a felling like someone was watching him but didnt want to make a scene at the gun show
picked up an M6 carbine with silencer
Saint: good qaulity but how much?
Dealer: 7 g's
Saint: oh wow no thanks
Saint walks into the car section see's a mint condition 67' Chevy Impalla
Saint: Hello!!
Saint buys the Impalla in no time and drives out of there with guns in the trunk to |
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*next bullet hits jakes left arm*
eric:say goodnight!
*picks up rifle from store and meles jakes head with it*
*sets rifle down and sees saint*
Eic:saint leave now unless u want to end up like him*points to jakes unconcious body**gets pistol*
eric:LEAVE! |
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In NYC
Saint pulls up to the Ferera compound in the South Bronx and see's his target is well gaurded
Saint: *on phone* hey Kelly you forgot to mention how many guys in suits there are here and did i mention the all have shotguns?!?
Kelly: sorry Saint our source wasnt very specific so i didnt know either i guess your gonna have to wait
Saint: no im gonna go check into a hotel and set up a buisness meeting with Mr. Ferera
Kelly: how do you plan on doing that? i doubt he talks to everyone who calls and asks to see him
Saint: trust me on this Kelly ill get the meeting
Saint goes and books into the Grand Hotel and sets up base |
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Saint sits in the room thinking hard about how he left Jake to die.
Saint: well better him than me but i do respect him as an assassin. but i coulda took Eric any day of the week its just for some reason i felt Jake could handle himself
*phone rings*
Saint: hello?
*voice*: hello Saint good to hear your voice again
Saint: Rocko (Saint's usual weapon's dealer) is that you?
Rocko: hey pal good to talk to you. hey you havent been around lately wats up?
Saint: oh nothin Rock just work |
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*eric atches saint drive away
eric:ill follow him.
*hijacks big rig and chases the impala with it
eric:im gonna ram it!
*impala and big rig bumper to bumper*
eric:say goodbye!
*all of a sudden big rig looses control and it skids horizontalty and starts rolling all across road
eric:what the cra-*knocked unconcious by sudden jolt*
*truck still rolling towards impala and saint sees it in rear view mirrior* |
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After Rockos Call
Saint calls Kelly
Saint: Kelly i have to put this job on hold
Kelly: for what?
Saint: im going after Eric i dont know what he has planned for Jake. and i cant let a good man die in cold blood.
Kelly: Saint listen to yourself!! Your an assassin you have to see the job through
Saint: and i will!! as soon as i find Jake and at least beat up Eric for threatening me
Kelly: i hope you know i can't help you on this one
Saint: yes you can |
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