And so it begins, at the turn of the tide. The game is back! Excitement! Adventure!
Shoot them. Go for headshots.
Policemen reflex: [39]
Shoot 'em in the head: [87]
You draw your mighty Desert Eagle, say a quick prayer or curses in your mind, and leap out of the sewers with the glory of a thousand suns and the grace of a newly hatched butterfly. The policemen had their flashlights out, so they see your beutiful rising from under the hatch in full lighting. But your glorious erection from the piles of filth was not intended just to shock and awe, it was so you could blow their minds out, and that you do. You raise the barrel of your .357 Magnum and pull the trigger at just the right moment. The bullet flies straight towards the tip of the nose of the nearest policeman, delving inside of the soft tissue of his face, ripping the center of his head to shreds and eventually exiting through the back of his neck into the crotch of the man behind him, depriving him of the ability to make children as well as removing his genitals with great force. Both of the men were out of action, but just to remove the witness, you shoot the castrated one in the middle of his ches, depriving him also of air. You almost hear the cells inside of his body crying for air, as his lungs quickly filled with blood.
But that was not all. You exort a masterful flying kick onto the face of a terrifying policeman, and finish him off by placing the barrel of your gun on his forehead and pulling the trigger. The brain matter sprayed all over the floor and the wall behind him, some skull fragments finding their resting place on your weapon and your hand. Feeling the life matter of a man you just killed covering your body, you turn around and fire four times into the abdomen, thorax and the head of the last person.
The problem you see immedieately after firing the last shot of your pistol, was that the last person you killed was not one of the police force. It was a child, now unidentifiable because of it's splattered head and ravaged body.
What a shame, you think to yourself, but soon you come to the realization that the last cop had to be somewhere nearby, and likely alarmed.
Walk through the door like I belong here, and greet the men "Hello the- Wait, why aren't you two getting ready for the party? You promised that you would help me have THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER! But your here, not getting ready, did you forget to take a day off again?"
[2] oh fuck
"Now who the hell are you?" asks one of them. The one on the left replies
"Don't you recognize Tim? He and I grew up together in the same town in Nebraska!" He does look very happy to see you.
"Why would some friend of yours from bum-fuck Nebraska be here?""Nebraska is not bum-fuck, jackass, but that's a good question. What the hell you're doing here, Tim? Your birthday was in the summer, and now is January.""Fuck off with the birthday party, I have no idea who this fucking fuck is!""It's Tim!""Fuck off with your Tim, and who the fuck are you!?"So huh...
do something useful
[93] You start doing backflips. The guards and your teammates are very amused, and this helps distract the guards when Steve knocks them out.
Steve looks at the captives for a while and says "Okay people, we can't really have you conscious, so I will knock you all down. I'm sure you don't mind. I mean, it beats being dead, right?"
Knock out all of our captives, then wait for a while just in case someone wants to do something with them. After the wait (and assuming someone doesn't want to use them in some way), slit all of their throats. Leave the lobotomized one alive. I like that one.
You walk behind the distracted guards and knock them out, one by one, leaving only one conscious. The gut shot one bled out, and you stomp, stab and slice the unconscious ones until they die, and doing that grants you great pleasure.
The lobotomized one drools on your shirt (describe your shirt, especially if it's hawaiian).
I interrogate the guards.
You grab the only living and thinking guard by the throat and start asking questions. Any question that come to mind, and you have some funny ideas. (Interrogation is best done in many mini-turns, and it's good to specify the questions and methods, or I may be a bit creative. Also, if you people want to see textual torture porn, then interrogation is the way to go.)
"Where are the weapons?" - "In the armory! First floor, the first corridor on the right after you enter the main hall, the second door on the left!"
"Where is the big wig?" - "Top floor! His office, I'm not allowed in there!"
"WHERE IS SHE!?" - "Aah, I don't know! DON'T HURT ME" he screeches and puts his forearms between his head and you.
Keep my sights on that guard, and don't do anything else. If he makes a move, shoot him. We don't want unnecessary bodies.
((sorry, could've sworn I posted.))
((Why are you always late!? /hypocrisy /being_a_dick.))
You leave the rifle aimed at the last remaining guard. He does seem relieved that you didn't shoot him, but he is still very scared and he doesn't move.
Suddenly, you spot men with rifles and pistols run out of a building nearby and exchange gunfire with a patrol car nearby. One of them throws someting, somethign you presume was a grenade, and then that something violently explodes underneath the police car, setting it ablaze. It seems that outside intervention was going to be the motive of the night. You don't know who these forces might be, but they are either military, or people with military training. Some of them seem better trained than others, perhaps they were (or are) special forces. Nevertheless, you see the attacking force (around twenty in number, including four of these special ops types) are heading towards the palace. You radio it in to your buds inside, and return to scoping the place out, when you see that the last living guard gets up from his knees and bolts it towards the main entrance.
[31] The shot was hard to pull off, because you were first looking away, because the man was running fast, and because the distance was also very long. Perhaps that was why the bullet struck the man right under his knee, with enough force to rip his lower leg off. You partially expected the man to be dead on the first shot, so you dind't react in time when his body slid around the corner of a building, making you lose sight of him.
All of you hear many gunshots in the streets, explosions and screams of people. The men inside the mansion and Andres hear Playergamer's report of what is going on outside.Statuses:
Health: Fine.
Melee - 25
Handguns - 50
Shotguns/Assault Rifles - 25
Sniper Rifles - 50
Stealth - 50
Equipment:
AWM - 180,000$.
FN Five-Seven - 60,000$.
Cash - $10,000.
Health: Bruises and small cuts.
Stealth - 50
Handguns - 50
Melee - 50
Shotguns/Assault Rifles - 50
Equipment:
Benelli M3 - 100,000$.
FN Five Seven with Silencer - 85,000$
2 Light Throwing Knives - 20,000$
Kukri - 25,000$
Night Vision Goggles v.1 - 20,000$
Cash - 0$
Health: Fine.
Handguns - 50
Mechanics - 50
Explosives - 50
Driving - 50
Equipment:
Desert Eagle - 60,000$
AT4 - 150,000$
Toolbox - 20,000$
2 Grenades - 20,000$
Cash - 0$
Health: Fine.
Melee - 30
Handguns - 40
Sniper Rifles - 30
Stealth - 20
Persuasion - 50
Driving - 30
Equipment:
Steyr Scout - 180,000$
M1911 - 40,000$
Cash - 30,000$
Health: Fine.
Skills: Handguns: 50
Stealth: 50
Mechanics: 30
Driving: 20
Medical skills: 50
Equipment:
Glock 18 with Silencer - 75,000$
3 Medkits - 60,000$
Toolbox - 20,000$
4 Grenades - 40,000$
Night Vision Goggles v.3 - 50,000$
Cash - 5,000$.
Health: Fine
Skills:
Stealth: 50
Persuasion: 50
Melee: 50
Handguns: 50
Equipment:
Garrote - 5,000$
Butterfly Knife - 10,000$
FN Five-Seven - 60,000$
Suppressor - 25,000$
AP Subsonic Ammo - 100,000$
NVG v.3 - 50,000$
Cash - 0$
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