Cops 'n' Gangs RP Thread

((Up to you))

((Where should I start from?))

Wade drew back his gun, and pushed it up against Gin's stomach.
"Now Don, I know people in your line of work don't live long lives. So, I have an offer. If you lower your weapon and leave the prisoner here, we'll stay off your back for a while. If you decide to take the prisoner, I'll shoot you right in the stomach and watch you die."

Gin smirked, looking at the wounded officer. Quickly taking something out of his suit, he swiftly swung the switch-blade at Wade, hoping Seve wouldn't be stupid enough to taze him, while his comrade was in the line of fire.

((Well, was going to wait till he got back, but screw it!))
Seve saw Gin nod AGAIN, so put aimed his tazer where the sun don't shine. "Make one more move, and so help me, I will make it so you can't feel down there for a week!" He said angrily, his hand shaking as the blood pooled around his body.

((Huh, twas a shame that I can't roleplay till luke gets back on...))

((Being called a cop is a disgrace to Wade, an undercover detective.))

Fred's phone rang. He looked over at it. "Damn." He muttered and picked up. "What do you need?" He asked.

Gobble swiveled in his chair. "I got some mafia guys in jail. One of them is willing to pay us a lot o money if you get them out?" He replied. Fred smirked. "The Mafia? They haven't contacted us in a while." He said standing up and getting his sniper. "No. Then again we are big competitors. They must be desperate." Gobble replied looking at his computer. "Well then Dean, I'll see what I can do." Frank replied sitting back down. "Gah. Don't call me that. It's Gobble. Good bye, Frank." Gobble said and hung up.

Frank stretched his arms. He checked his gear and then walked out of his apartment.

((Well, I am. We're sorta at a standoff here.))

((Rox, just if you didn't know, me, Luke, Ultra, and brink are in the jail. I, the Mafia Lord, attempted to bust out my gang member, Joe. I failed, and now Seve's on the floor, shot in the arm and hand. He's a policeman. Wade's holding a gun at my head, hes a policeman. Luke's character, who's name evades me at the moment, is behind me, holding up a shotgun. He's in my Mafia gang.))

(( D: Luke needs to be on! I also think we need to end this jail fiasco soon.))

((Up to you))

((Should I join in now, or later?))

Gin frowned, putting his hands behind his back. Turning his head, oh so slightly, he motioned to ((I forgot Luke's charry name.)) to shoot, with a little nod.

((Yeah.))

The mafia member, Joe, yelled in pain, as the bullet penetrated his skull. Falling to the floor, dead, the revolver clattered on the concrete ground. ((Should we wait for Brink, considering he's in front of me, pointing a gun to my skull?))

Seve heard saw the nod, and interpereted it before the Mafia man shot. He shot at the Mafia member, right before his hand was hit by the bullet. "F***!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled angrily.

Gin looked calm through the whole thing, raising his hands. ''Well, look like you caught me...'' he smirked, nodding his head to the man in the cell. He nodded, and pointed at Seve, shooting towards his hand.

((Oh. Good to know.))
Seve quickly shot a bullet at Gin, missing by a mile, then turned, aiming his gun at the Mafia member in the cell. He quickly took his tazer out and aimed it at Gin, so he had both of them covered.

((I kinda need someone to respond, considering I threw my revolver at my jailed mafia goon. Now a good guy has to respond...))

((Herro?))

((Kay, good.))

((Yeah, it did.))

((Did PMC just crash for you guys?))

Gin growled and slowly grinned coldly. Grabbing his revolver's handle, he hurriedly threw it behind Wade, into the cage of his locked up Mafia Member. ((If were in the cell's room, that is.))

Seve sat up against the wall. ''God dang Mafia." He muttered. With his good hand he took his gun from the floor and aimed it at Johnny's crotch. "Well, this is a nice stand off. ((Seve plays dirty. muahahaha.))

Johnny pointed his shotgun at Wade "hey you make one move and you'll be paint for that wall"

Wade raised his .44 and aimed it right at Gin's head.
"You make one move, don, and you'll be joining Seve" Wade said with clenched teeth.

Simon kept running, he flipped his two pistols from their holsters on his legs he was half way there

Annabelle was bumped into her car. She turned around, and saw a filthy commoner. "Ew! Get away!!!" she screamed, before getting in her car and driving off.

Gin hurriedly took his revolver off of his hip, aiming it at Wade. '' Salve. T'was a great chat, but I'm afraid I will have to go check someone...'' he said.

((neither is Simon....))

((She's nowhere near the jail...))

((aether i never said i was on a particular part of town..... an Gin *evil mustache curl* ))

Wade reached the jail, and ordered the two patrol cars to block the jail's back door. He entered the jail, pushed past the guards that were barraciding the entrance, and reached the cells. In front of him stood the Mafia don, along with a biker looking fella.
"Oh hello there. I seen you've shot my good friend Seve" Wade said as he reached for his .44.

((Luke, probably should have specified. The person I was looking into the barrel of was Ultra's charry...))

((Aw. Y u shoot me?))
Seve dropped his gun holding his arm. He fell on the ground bleeding.

((She's on the other side of town...))

Johnny shot the officer right over the shoulder of his boss

Wade swerved his car around a taxi that abruptly stopped right in front of him, and continued driving towards the jail.

Gin nodded towards his trusted goon and reloaded his revolver, running towards the main part of the jail. He opened the door, only to look into the barrel of another man's gun. ''Well....kihut'' he swore,

Simon got out of the car, a warning went off in the taxi drivers car of the mafia invading the jailhouse and he wouldnt go near it. Simon readied himself an started sprinting down the street heading for the jailhouse in the process bumping into Annabelle

Wade's work phone rang. He picked it up, and the familiar, high-pitched voice of Lt. Browning flooded his ears.
"The Northwood Jail is under attack. There's three or four armed robbers trying to break in. Requesting backup" Browning said, followed by several pistol shots. The call ended, and Wade slowly walked out of his room and towards the station's parking lot. He slid into his detective's car, followed by two police patrol cars, and drove towards the jail.

Seve pulled out his pistol, alarmed, when he heard the guns. He was in the jail building, at the cells. he cautiously walked to the front of the building, his pistol aimed at the door.

Annabelle yawned and walked out to her Ferrari. It was nice in her L.A. home, but she needed to go shopping. She was wearing her signature blue corset, and sighed. Being a model was hard enough without all the staring.

"alright lets hurry boss" he said standing up and cocking his shotgun, the empty shell falling to the floor

Smirking, Gin took a few blind shots with his revolver, hitting a guard. Peter, always wanting to be a hero, dived from behind cover, firing his sub machine gun loudly. He took out the last few guards, considering most was already dead. But, he also died, being an idiot. '' Huh, what a waste...'' Gin frowned, getting up. It wouldn't take long for reinforcements to come.

Simon got in the taxi "where to?" the driver asked "Jailhouse" he said in monotone, the driver started to drive there,

Johnny got out then fired a few pistol rounds at the guards before going behind cover