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Max Cage

A rookie officer for WCPD.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Gasmask

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The Wing City Police Department, dedicated to protect and serve. One of the most formidable law enforcement agencies on the planet, considering the near limitless potential crime for a city on the crossroads of worlds.

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Max Cage entered the bar only to stop short of Tarka Iron-Fist. He stepped back suddenly, holding up his hands.

"Woah, sorry man. Didn't know I walked into a war-zone."

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Max Cage fumbled with his firearm, shakily withdrawing it and pointing it at Grenvillie.

"Stop! In the name of the law, return the drink!"
He shouted, finger fumbling with the alien weapon which was actually just a tiny glock.

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Max Cage shook his head. "I gotta do this, he just broke the law man, that's not cool." He replied, feeling the heavy hand on his shoulder he stared at Tarka.

"Can you help me out? I mean I'll pay you and everything."

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Max Cage help out the gun, gaining a considerable amount of courage as Tarka's dangerous presence moved away from him. He raised the radio behind his back. "Sir, place the weapon down and return the drink, this is your final warning." He said nervously, his lip shaking as he readied to shout the code-word into the radio behind his back.

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Max Cage hesitated for awhile, lowering and raising the weapon before holstering it. He let out a audible sigh of relief, wiping a bead of sweat off his forehead. That hadn't gone so bad. He inched towards the shotgun, moving to pull it back to him with a foot.

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Max Cage picked up the shotgun, flipping it over in his hands before placing it on a nearby table. He glanced around before walking over to Tarka and tapping on the shoulder.

"You even human?"

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Max Cage blinks. "Okay... Well, if you were woudn't you use to hide your identity, I mean tusks don't seem to be very practical if you know what I'm 'sayin."

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Max Cage attached his monocle and put on his bowler hat and announced to the bar.

"Good lord, what has science done, my good lad?"

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That's when the sirens started, a large ambulance driving by in the night, it passed the cars in a flash, the siren blaring long into the night, sounding awfully like a cop siren, spooking a few gangsters stalking the street a few meters away from Amy Weaver. Then a motorbike came swerving around the corner, the motorbike was pure white and blue with very loud lettering on the side that said; POLICE. There was a holster pinned to one side, a large engine in the center and two shining lights on the side that weren't currently blinking red and blue.

The gangsters started to shuffle away and down the street as the rider stopped the bike at one of the parking spaces of the Wing Cities infamous main street. The rider had a large light blue enforcer coat with the word 'POLICE" in bright lettering on the back, the collar done up and the jacket open to reveal all sorts of police gadgets, pepper spray, a bunch of zip-ties, and finally a gun.

The radio buzzed to life as he threw the helmet to the ground, confident no-one would ever go near a police bike, how foolish that assumption was and started to walk by Hawley. The voice on the other end was loud, just loud enough for the student to hear if she was going to.

"Yo Max, we got a gun run for a large, Caucasian man, suspected for the murder of three other rival gang members, you've got permission to go down hard. A bus just went by to clean up the mess." The radio said, just as it started to rain.

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The officer turned around, giving Amy an eyebrow raise. You're always nice to cops during the night, said no-one ever. That's what raised a warning flag in his head, especially a young one, most criminals thought they had one up on the younger than normal Max. "Sup. You see anything suspicious going down lately? A white dude, probably with a gun, can't miss him, probably wearing typical gangster bullshit?" He asked, looking her up and down and returning the smile.

Max folded his arms, looking to the left for a couple of seconds towards the direction the ambulance had just drove off in. This guy had to be found and kept off the streets, like all gangers, he was a real pain in the ass to every cop under the sun, especially on main street. You had invictus, immigrants and all kinds of shit popping up during the rounds on this special part of Wing City.

Max looked back to Amy, expecting an answer.

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Max didn't look impressed. She was really bad at lying, badder than he was back during highschool and trying to explain the presence of another person in his bed at 7:00PM after the day his parents were meant to leave. "Ahuh. I'm going to have to search you, miss. Can you stand against the wall and put your hands behind your back, this isn't an arrest. Just procedure. The sooner we get this done, the sooner you can leave." He said, almost sincerely enough that he believed it.

He couldn't exactly pin her if she had a ton of condoms, ecetra, ecetra. But it was worth a try.

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The cop folded his arms and gave her a long stare. "If you've got something illegal on the streets, or doing something illegal, I'm going to have to bring you in." Max said, moving a hand onto his radio and holding it there for a few seconds for pure intimidation factor, then he switched the button to the bottom and with a loud click, all static ceased and could be safety called; off.

"Unless you can do something for me."

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"Not that." Max said rather astoundingly, there we go, proof that she was what he thought she was. He unfolded his arms and gave her a long quiet stare and then stepped forward. "I want to know why you're out here, whose your pimp?" He asked bluntly. He was in for the business of putting down people on the street, people meaning the riff-raff of the underground culture, culture meaning gangsters. Full of irony that.

"And don't lie to me, or I can drag you back to HQ."

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AS her fingers came to his sleeve, Max had already gone for his zip ties, his hand stopped as he reached inside his coat and paused to think. Was she hitting on him? Sure it was kind of suspicious, okay, majorly suspicious. If he wasn't a rookie, he probably would've whipped her ass off to HQ with zip-tie, pimp and major crime trade in ho, but they'd dismiss her and him off with a warning, don't fuck around.

"Fine." He replied.

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The cop breathed in deeply, then exhaled into the air and blurted his name; "Max." The cop didn't smile, he was rather stiff. Some part of him knew this was the sort of thing corrupted cops did, was he corrupt? No fucking way, he was tired. Maybe she was just some stranger who was trying to escape getting hassled by some rookie cop who woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

"Got any smokes?"

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"Three months." Max replied, taking the pack and opening it with a quiet thanks. "Not my choice, I'd be in prison otherwise. Got a deal." He added, placing a fag between his teeth and patting himself down for a lighter, one thing about cop regulation was that he always forgot his ghetto style pants for the prim and proper dress slacks. "Got a lighter too, Amy?" He asked politely.

"What about yourself, how long have you been a lady of the night?"

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Maybe she wasn't, now she made it sound pretty legitimate. "Thanks, and alright, you win. Pre med's expensive. Heh." Pre-Med? and Med School by extension, maybe he did make a mistake. "Look, I'm sorry for what I said. Haven't had a good week." He exhaled the cancer smoke upwards and out of the way. He paused for a second and then started talking again, this time a little lighter.

"Is it hard?"

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Max nodded. "Sounds like it, I'm sure you'll be a good doctor, if it's anything like highschool, it's hard at first, always is, I still suck at math." Max continued then snuffed his smoke out on the wall. "I better go, you know?" The policeman said, stepping back and giving her a wave. "I guess I'll cya?"

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Even though it was pure circumstance, the rookie cop that had let Amy slip past his grip walked in, his jacket wet with rain and a bandage across his nose. His legs ached, he had a blaring headache and he finally found the bar in the thickets of people, cars and criminals. Max took off his beanie and ran a hand though his oily hair, looking around the bar and noticing someone familiar, of course it was her. At least there was someone who woudn't tell him he was doing his job wrong, well for all the wrong reasons.

He slanted over, putting his beanie back on and cleared his throat, looking down at Amy.

"You mind?"

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Max sat at the opposite end of the booth, arching his head back for a moment and then arched up and nodded. "I'm cool, just the usual." Max added the last part rather hastily, scooting over to the side with the window and took a glance out into the street, squinting his eyes and then turning back to Amy with a chagrined smile.

"I could use a beer yeah, thanks."