- Joined
- Apr 17, 2011
(Usin 1st Person, fyi. Character Name- Max)
I grunted, holding my twin Mac11s in my holsters, and keeping my revolver in my hand. It was a special type of revolver though, a dart gun, able to deliver accurate hits that will increasingly intoxicate it's target on contact. It will deliver initially, nausea, then it's sedative will kick in, putting them out of it. I reloaded the barrel of the revolver, pressing my gun outwards, extending it forward from my chest, firing two direct hits on the two guards infront of me, nailing them. Now, I was safe for the moment; when they didn't respond to their walkie-talkies, I would be in some heavy shit. Now was my only opportunity. I took their Spaz Shotguns, and placed them into my bag, only keeping one while I took the ammo from the other. Pretty high-deal stuff they got here. Must be trying to defend their merchandise, those greedy bastards.
I sneaked past the cameras they had set up. They were really prepared for me, which wasn't good. I had to take extra precaution now, placing a small piece of mechanics into a straw, and shooting it out like a childish spitball, the device sending the video feed of guards talking in a loop. This would buy me some time as I let the video feeds follow this cycle. I break through the next couple of floors with no problem whatsoever, filling the rooms with passed out bodies of the guards and staff, finally reaching the target: my sister. "Suzi... wait, the sign says Hoshi? Those bastards, giving you a name like that after doing this to you. I'll kill them all, I swear." I shouted, freeing her from her entrapment, grabbing her arm. We were leaving.
I grunted, holding my twin Mac11s in my holsters, and keeping my revolver in my hand. It was a special type of revolver though, a dart gun, able to deliver accurate hits that will increasingly intoxicate it's target on contact. It will deliver initially, nausea, then it's sedative will kick in, putting them out of it. I reloaded the barrel of the revolver, pressing my gun outwards, extending it forward from my chest, firing two direct hits on the two guards infront of me, nailing them. Now, I was safe for the moment; when they didn't respond to their walkie-talkies, I would be in some heavy shit. Now was my only opportunity. I took their Spaz Shotguns, and placed them into my bag, only keeping one while I took the ammo from the other. Pretty high-deal stuff they got here. Must be trying to defend their merchandise, those greedy bastards.
I sneaked past the cameras they had set up. They were really prepared for me, which wasn't good. I had to take extra precaution now, placing a small piece of mechanics into a straw, and shooting it out like a childish spitball, the device sending the video feed of guards talking in a loop. This would buy me some time as I let the video feeds follow this cycle. I break through the next couple of floors with no problem whatsoever, filling the rooms with passed out bodies of the guards and staff, finally reaching the target: my sister. "Suzi... wait, the sign says Hoshi? Those bastards, giving you a name like that after doing this to you. I'll kill them all, I swear." I shouted, freeing her from her entrapment, grabbing her arm. We were leaving.