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Jack Lee a.k.a Jack Nothing, is wanted everywhere. Poster with his face hang all around America. He is wanted Dead or Alivve. 1,000,000 dollar price hangs over his head. Wanted for murder, treason, robbery, and about everything else. On the run from the law, he travels constantly. No one has caught him yet.
Ok so this in my charrie. Jack Lee a.k.a Jack Nothing is the most wanted criminal ever. I'm loose with the plot I didn't really have too much in mind. I was hoping that we could have a couple of cops or lawmen, some friends, and enemies, too. This is what you need to include.
Name:
Appearance:
Relation:(Friend, police, enemy, lover, etc.)
Personality:
Age:
Name: Jack Lee
Apearance: 6'7" with long, ragged, shoulder length black hair. Very thin. He's handsome in a dark way. His deep brown eyes contrast with his pale skin. His long fingers are perfect for knives and such.
Personality: Charming, witty, and wild. Loves trouble, obviously being the worst criminal in America. He is very intelligent. He has no worries, even though the government is after him.
Age: 24
/////POST/////
Jack Nothing ran threw the dark woods. Loud sirens blared overheard. Yells from nearby police men echoed in the dark forest. The tree whipped by him stratching his face. His long matted hair flew out behind him. He stumbled slightly on a root and kept running. A large house came into veiw. Looking back he saw no one but he heard their shouts. He picked the lock quickly and snuck inside. A t.v blared in the living room, and all the lights were out. He guessed most of the family were in there. He looked around. Obviously the family was very rich. High tech kitchen suppies gleamed in the dark room. He fingered his knife absent-mindly. Jack opened the fridge and looked inside. He grabbed an redbull, and shut it quietly. He peeked out the window. He saw the cops now. The were looking around suspiciously, as if were going to pop out of no where. He smirked to himself. Opening the drawers, he knicked a few expensive things, shoving them in his pockets.
((ok so maybe like a girl living here could find him, and run away with him.......))
Ok so this in my charrie. Jack Lee a.k.a Jack Nothing is the most wanted criminal ever. I'm loose with the plot I didn't really have too much in mind. I was hoping that we could have a couple of cops or lawmen, some friends, and enemies, too. This is what you need to include.
Name:
Appearance:
Relation:(Friend, police, enemy, lover, etc.)
Personality:
Age:
Name: Jack Lee
Apearance: 6'7" with long, ragged, shoulder length black hair. Very thin. He's handsome in a dark way. His deep brown eyes contrast with his pale skin. His long fingers are perfect for knives and such.
Personality: Charming, witty, and wild. Loves trouble, obviously being the worst criminal in America. He is very intelligent. He has no worries, even though the government is after him.
Age: 24
/////POST/////
Jack Nothing ran threw the dark woods. Loud sirens blared overheard. Yells from nearby police men echoed in the dark forest. The tree whipped by him stratching his face. His long matted hair flew out behind him. He stumbled slightly on a root and kept running. A large house came into veiw. Looking back he saw no one but he heard their shouts. He picked the lock quickly and snuck inside. A t.v blared in the living room, and all the lights were out. He guessed most of the family were in there. He looked around. Obviously the family was very rich. High tech kitchen suppies gleamed in the dark room. He fingered his knife absent-mindly. Jack opened the fridge and looked inside. He grabbed an redbull, and shut it quietly. He peeked out the window. He saw the cops now. The were looking around suspiciously, as if were going to pop out of no where. He smirked to himself. Opening the drawers, he knicked a few expensive things, shoving them in his pockets.
((ok so maybe like a girl living here could find him, and run away with him.......))
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OOC Notes
Emma shifted her weight on the leather couch, her eyes on the movie screen that played some pointless comedy that she didn't follow at all. She heard the faint clanking of the fridge opening and closing from the kitchen. She glanced at her parents, who kept laughing at certain points in the movie.
'I'm gonna go get a drink." She said quietly. Neither her mother nor father as much as looked at her. Emma slid off the sofa, lightly walking towards the kitchen. On a table she was passing, her father's black Swiss Army knife laid on the table, she dragged her hand across the smooth, polished surface, and closed her fingers around the knife when she touched it. She kept walking, flipping open the sharp blade. As she stepped into the light of the kitchen, she saw a man, clutching a Red Bull which she was absolutely sure was hers, and stuffing his pockets full of appliances. She held the knife behind her back, clearing her throat loudly.
"Excuse me, sir," She said calmly, her face devoid of emotion, "Why the hell are you in my house?" She drew out the knife.
'I'm gonna go get a drink." She said quietly. Neither her mother nor father as much as looked at her. Emma slid off the sofa, lightly walking towards the kitchen. On a table she was passing, her father's black Swiss Army knife laid on the table, she dragged her hand across the smooth, polished surface, and closed her fingers around the knife when she touched it. She kept walking, flipping open the sharp blade. As she stepped into the light of the kitchen, she saw a man, clutching a Red Bull which she was absolutely sure was hers, and stuffing his pockets full of appliances. She held the knife behind her back, clearing her throat loudly.
"Excuse me, sir," She said calmly, her face devoid of emotion, "Why the hell are you in my house?" She drew out the knife.
OOC Notes
Reiye waited outside the house impatiently for Jack, she had been following him so they wouldn't have to be apart whilst running from the cops. "Is everything alright up there, dear?" she asked, her voice echoing into the window. She clenched her Bowie knife in her hand, just in case.
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Eva was in a black SUV and headed to the location that was being nearly screamed into every cops' radios. Her hands were gripping the steering wheel so tight her knuckles were turning white. She had been recently placed on this case since no one else could manage to catch her former friend. And the station was wary about placing her after him, she had afterall been close friends with him, and a slight crush but...no one knew that.
"Not any longer." Eva told herself, taking a deep breath. Then her eyes focused back on the road. She could see the house up ahead, and stupidly the other cops and rookies swarmed the area. Eva pulled her car to the side and watched the area they were in. She decided to stay there and watch to see if anything strange happened around any of the houses. Eva would find Jack, how long it takes her may be a bit of a problem, but what she'll decide to do once she does catch up with him is still a mystery to even herself.
"Not any longer." Eva told herself, taking a deep breath. Then her eyes focused back on the road. She could see the house up ahead, and stupidly the other cops and rookies swarmed the area. Eva pulled her car to the side and watched the area they were in. She decided to stay there and watch to see if anything strange happened around any of the houses. Eva would find Jack, how long it takes her may be a bit of a problem, but what she'll decide to do once she does catch up with him is still a mystery to even herself.
OOC Notes
(yeah... hi. I don't know the rules and I don't mean to god-mod or control but...)
Mr. Shush watched silently from his dark corner of the kitchen's roof. He was about to take the mark when the girl stepped in. Dam. He slid his pistol back into it's holster and tossed a tennis ball he had snatched from the front yard. It knocked into a glass cup that landed by Jack and shattered. The tennis ball went back into the air and Mr. Shush caught it. He dropped from the roof and grabbed the knife from the girls hand. He pointed it at her as he drew one of his two Uzi's and pointed it in Jack's face.
Mr. Shush watched silently from his dark corner of the kitchen's roof. He was about to take the mark when the girl stepped in. Dam. He slid his pistol back into it's holster and tossed a tennis ball he had snatched from the front yard. It knocked into a glass cup that landed by Jack and shattered. The tennis ball went back into the air and Mr. Shush caught it. He dropped from the roof and grabbed the knife from the girls hand. He pointed it at her as he drew one of his two Uzi's and pointed it in Jack's face.
OOC Notes
Emma's hand lay folded open, the knife snatched from her hand, pointed at her throat. She glared at both people in her kitchen. How the hell are my parents still in the living room? she thought.
"How are all you people getting in my house?" She asked, slightly annoyed. She saw the gun in the man's other hand, she didn't want to take the knife from him because he might turn it on her. She didn't want to scream, her parents were clueless now, and she didn't want them to be alerted. She took a deep breath.
"Look, can we like, take this outside or something? i swear I'll come with you, just go outside," She whispered in a low voice. Her eyes flickered over the scene, but it seemed like she was going to be ignored; as always.
"How are all you people getting in my house?" She asked, slightly annoyed. She saw the gun in the man's other hand, she didn't want to take the knife from him because he might turn it on her. She didn't want to scream, her parents were clueless now, and she didn't want them to be alerted. She took a deep breath.
"Look, can we like, take this outside or something? i swear I'll come with you, just go outside," She whispered in a low voice. Her eyes flickered over the scene, but it seemed like she was going to be ignored; as always.
OOC Notes
(Mr. Shush doesn't talk very much... and once again, I don't mean to mod)
Mr. Shush nodded and pointed his head at the back door. He used his gun to lead Jack out with Emma still at knife point. Once outside he dropped it to pull his other Uzi, the quick movements were hard to follow. Of course cops would be here soon, and he spotted Reiye. If he had a third arm he'd have drawn another gun. But he was still human. His eyes moved quickly between all three people. Start talking, bitch. He thought to himself angrily. I'm going to kill you anyway.
Mr. Shush nodded and pointed his head at the back door. He used his gun to lead Jack out with Emma still at knife point. Once outside he dropped it to pull his other Uzi, the quick movements were hard to follow. Of course cops would be here soon, and he spotted Reiye. If he had a third arm he'd have drawn another gun. But he was still human. His eyes moved quickly between all three people. Start talking, bitch. He thought to himself angrily. I'm going to kill you anyway.
OOC Notes
Eva quietly stepped out of the car when she saw figures moving that weren't police officers. Her heart was pounding slightly as she dared to move closer, but she didn't show herself. Instead, she hid behind a tree and bent down to listen to the conversations. Currently all was silent, but Eva knew that wouldn't last long. Eva's eyes scanned the four people, she was still to far away to see recognize any faces. But one looked awfully short, young infact. A child? Eva groaned inside her head and waited, silently running through names of police officers she'd have to beat senseless (not really, just a good yell) for not backing her up. But maybe it was a good thing they hadn't been found yet.
OOC Notes
The slightest sound of twigs cracking and leaves being crumpled alerted Mr. Shush of Eva's location. His trigger fingers were started to get itchy, whats with so many people? Though it was a minor disturbance. All he had to do was pull the trigger and he'd have a couple of bodies. The sooner he finished this the better. Cops, an innocent, and a target's accomplice. his just keeps getting better and better. Mr. Shush thought to himself, about to snap and start shooting.
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Reiye took this time to dash into the bushes, her bloodsoaked clothing stuck to her as she dived in. Her brown hair didn't have a chance of sticking out of the brush because some of the leaves was dying and brown. If things got ugly between the man, Jack, and the little girl, she'd come out with her knife and threaten him into submission, maybe even end him. She kept absolutely still, and didn't make a sound.
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Emma stood alert. She didn't doubt that this man would start killing any second. How do I fit into this? she thought. She silently cursed the invention of guns, it was hard to dodge a bullet and she doubted she'd be able to. She remembered the email she'd gotten. Sometimes chain emails could actually be useful. Wide zig-zag patterns, if there is cover nearby, even better, weave into it, she remembered. She shook slightly, wondering how fast this man could turn and shoot her. I've always wanted to get away, haven't I? She questioned herself, Here's my chance. She wasn't eager to die, but it seemed inevitable. This was her best, and maybe her only chance. She turned suddenly, darting in a diagonal line, towards the woods, and jerking to turn into another zig-zag, not sure if the man was firing or not. She knew that she most likely wasn't the wanted person, but somehow, she'd gotten into the middle of this, and she was a witness.
"Bullets can't turn," She whispered, praying that she was right, "Please God, bullets can't turn."
"Bullets can't turn," She whispered, praying that she was right, "Please God, bullets can't turn."
OOC Notes
Mr. Shush could have cared less that girl ran. He had his mask on, and was wearing unusual clothing. He pointed both Uzi's into the mark's face. Any last words before I kill you for my one million (or billion?) dollars? He thought to himself rather then say it. He should just pull the triggers and run, but something made him stay and wait to see how the man would act. Mr. Shush hadn't intended to hurt any innocents, but if he needed to he'd kill the whole family in the house. And their relatives, friends, teachers, anyone. Anyone that got in his way in any way. Rent was due next week.
OOC Notes
Reiye sneaked up behind Mr. Shush, then closed her eyes slightly as she brought a karate-chop down, hoping to hit the man's arm. No one'd hurt Jack and get away with it. She was loyal to the man she loved, even if he was a hardened criminal.
(Seriously, where's the person playing Jack? There isn't even a character profile for said character).
(Seriously, where's the person playing Jack? There isn't even a character profile for said character).
OOC Notes
(yea, lol!)
Mr. Shush stepped to the side twice, turned, and brought his other gun to the newcomer's head. Her breathing and footsteps had been enough for him to have herd her. Looks like she's trying to get in my way. Mr. Shush frowned behind his mask, but the expression went unseen and was lost. Both Uzi's were screaming at him to pull their triggers now, and he would have obeyed if he didn't have reason not to. And his reason not to just kill them both now was lost to him.
Mr. Shush stepped to the side twice, turned, and brought his other gun to the newcomer's head. Her breathing and footsteps had been enough for him to have herd her. Looks like she's trying to get in my way. Mr. Shush frowned behind his mask, but the expression went unseen and was lost. Both Uzi's were screaming at him to pull their triggers now, and he would have obeyed if he didn't have reason not to. And his reason not to just kill them both now was lost to him.
OOC Notes
Looks like I gotta use my charms, Reiye thought, she'd hate herself in the end for this as she was normally strong willed and not easily tempted, but she threw that out the window. "My my, what a a nice Uzi, you must be a man of power to use it. I just love a powerful man!" She said with a hint of flirtation.
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God dammit! How many whores are in this country? In my country you don't look for the party, but the party will find you! Charm had no affect on a man with no emotion. Kill, get paid, eat, kill, get paid, use the restroom, sleep, kill, wake
up, get paid (lol) That was Mr. Shush's agenda. And this ho had nothing anyway. Just pull the triggers dammit! Why won't you pull the trigger? His body wouldn't respond to his commands. Kill the ho and the man and get paid! SHOOT DAMMIT! SHOOT!
up, get paid (lol) That was Mr. Shush's agenda. And this ho had nothing anyway. Just pull the triggers dammit! Why won't you pull the trigger? His body wouldn't respond to his commands. Kill the ho and the man and get paid! SHOOT DAMMIT! SHOOT!
OOC Notes
"Dammit" Reiye said under her breath, gotta think of something else. She had a brilliant idea, she would mimic the sound of a bear. She did this before many times when charm didn't work, and the setting was outdoors. She had her mouth closed the entire time making the sound. Little did she know, she'd actually called for a male bear that was in the woods near by. She saw it out the corner of her eye, "B..b..bear!"
OOC Notes
There were three short and silent clicking sounds but no flash as Mr. Shush moved his Uzi by inches away from Reiye's head. The wind behind the bullets pushed her hair back. He jerked the gun back into her face as the bear groaned. It growled low then loud and started running towards Mr. Shush. He dropped more then slid one Uzi into it's belt holster and pulled out the tennis ball he had thrown earlier in one move. He tossed low and slung his hand back. His arm made a big cartwheel as he pulled his Uzi out, up, and forward. He fired again, turning away from the flash. The tennis ball was now ashes and the bead laid dead. (hell of a confrontation, eh?) He now had both Uzi's in the man and women's faces. He lowered one so that it pointed at Reiy's neck, his other was just below Jack's belt. He was about to shoot them both when...
OOC Notes
"Hey! Back the hell up!" Eva called, her gun drawn. She stepped out from her hiding spot, and kept her gun trained on the mysterious stranger carrying the Uzi. Her breathing was slightly hard, and her dark eyes were narrowed. "Put the gun down!" She ordered, voice strong and firm.
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(Uzi's!)
God dammit! He turned around, both Uzi's still in their faces. There was Eva. Assholes, just let me do my job! He stepped a few steps back and moved the Uzi's line of fire between all three people. He knew the drill. Drops your weapons, put your hands on your head, and get on the ground. Fuck you people! He pulled the triggers and sprayed bullets at all three.
(I guess no one dies but...)
God dammit! He turned around, both Uzi's still in their faces. There was Eva. Assholes, just let me do my job! He stepped a few steps back and moved the Uzi's line of fire between all three people. He knew the drill. Drops your weapons, put your hands on your head, and get on the ground. Fuck you people! He pulled the triggers and sprayed bullets at all three.
(I guess no one dies but...)
OOC Notes
Reiye ducked and hid under some bushes once more. Her blood soaked clothes stuck to her no more, as sweat made them wet. She watched as the bullets sprayed into the crowd, and hoped someone would take him out as numerous attempts from her proved unsuccessful.
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(Umm, my character kinda got out of it, and who the heck is supposed to be playing Jack, I mean... seriously. He can't even post in his own roleplay...)
A baseball-sized rock flew through the air, knocking into the man with the Uzi's hand. Emma's hand was outstretched, pointed at where she had thrpwn the stone. She had used her knowledge on pitching from when she'd played softball a year ago. Her knees shook. She had turned around from running; there were others out there, and first of all, she didn't want to be known as "that stupid kid who ran", and second of all, she wasn't gonna let that son of a bitch kill three people on her property. She paused to pick up another rock, seeing if the first one phased the man or not. It seemed like she had come back at good timing though, as a woman ducked as bullets sprayed through the air as his fingers pulled in the Uzis' triggers.
"You won't kill anybody at my house you damn physchotic bastard!" She said spitefully, lobbing another rock; this time aimed at his head.
A baseball-sized rock flew through the air, knocking into the man with the Uzi's hand. Emma's hand was outstretched, pointed at where she had thrpwn the stone. She had used her knowledge on pitching from when she'd played softball a year ago. Her knees shook. She had turned around from running; there were others out there, and first of all, she didn't want to be known as "that stupid kid who ran", and second of all, she wasn't gonna let that son of a bitch kill three people on her property. She paused to pick up another rock, seeing if the first one phased the man or not. It seemed like she had come back at good timing though, as a woman ducked as bullets sprayed through the air as his fingers pulled in the Uzis' triggers.
"You won't kill anybody at my house you damn physchotic bastard!" She said spitefully, lobbing another rock; this time aimed at his head.
OOC Notes
(where the fuck is Jack?)
A rock knocked one of his Uzi's from his grasp. He saw another flung towards his head and he sidestepped. The rock hit the ground harmlessly and Mr. Shush directed his fire at the girl. The last three bullets were spent quickly; he pulled a silenced pistol from his belt and put the Uzi away. He was shoot at all hell, four people? with his twelve round magazines. Three bullets sped towards each of them. Why didn't you pull the fucking trigger in the first place?
(~because jack is just standing around!~)
A rock knocked one of his Uzi's from his grasp. He saw another flung towards his head and he sidestepped. The rock hit the ground harmlessly and Mr. Shush directed his fire at the girl. The last three bullets were spent quickly; he pulled a silenced pistol from his belt and put the Uzi away. He was shoot at all hell, four people? with his twelve round magazines. Three bullets sped towards each of them. Why didn't you pull the fucking trigger in the first place?
(~because jack is just standing around!~)
OOC Notes
(Yeah, I think I might refuse to roleplay because he (or possibly she) isn't RP'ing. Well...maybe once)
Reiye rolled away as soon as the bullet came for her, she wouldn't run though. She lobbed a rock at the hand of the man who now had another gun.
"Stop firing, idiot!"
Reiye rolled away as soon as the bullet came for her, she wouldn't run though. She lobbed a rock at the hand of the man who now had another gun.
"Stop firing, idiot!"
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((oh shit.... srry i like totaly blanked..... dammit im srry...
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Tiny blasts of light exploded from the end of the man's gun, pointed directly at her chest. She knew that this was coming, so she wasn't surprised when his trigger pulled back, releasing three bullets that tore through the air. Emma dove to the ground, a little too late. The first bullet grazed over her scalp, tearing open the top of her head, deep scarlet blood spilling over her white-blonde hairl. The second bullet came quickly afterward, this time attacking her shoulder, hitting the spot between her arm and her collarbone, this was enough to take her down, but then the third bullet hit her, embedding itself in her left knee. Her knees buckled, the bullet stuck inside of the bone, and she fell to the ground. She wasn't dead though, none of the shots killed her miraculously, but she knew she didn't have much time before she'd bleed to death.
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