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Post by katt on Oct 28, 2016 18:27:53 GMT -4
The concert goer begins to scream and a few people turn around and also start screaming. Security start trying to move through the crowd, realizing that these are not screams of delight but of fear coming from where you currently are. Unluckily the place is jammed packed, all they can do is train their weapons on you and try to calm the crowd.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Oct 28, 2016 18:30:57 GMT -4
Edward looks for any Messengers. The Russians, the Brits, and the poles want at least one of these people dead. All of them wanted this concert to not happen.
"You shoot me, somebody is gonna be out cold !" He pointed the Browning to the right side of the concertgoer.
His mine turned to plan B: his car, which multiple agencies stocked to the brim with weaponry.
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Post by katt on Oct 28, 2016 18:49:29 GMT -4
The person you've got at gun point is now crying, their sobs drowned out by the music that's started to play as security glance at each other, helpless. Suddenly that cold feeling returns as a woman strides through the crowd, the woman from the stage with the glowing hands who's glare is like steel, burrowing into you. It's the Messenger Diana, once a model, now a superstar, you've been informed that she's been known for her ability to manipulate light and heat.
"Drop the gun." The words are like poison coming out of her mouth, bitter and venomous.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Oct 28, 2016 19:11:34 GMT -4
Edward pulls the trigger on the Hi Power multiple times, aiming at the Messenger N the process.
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Post by katt on Oct 29, 2016 6:34:39 GMT -4
The first bullet misses but the second one finds it's mark, burying itself into her shoulder. With a horrific scream, like an animal being slaughtered, her body begins to glow with a white light and you can see that instead of blood coming from the wound a thick black oily substance is seeping through her clothes. As a few droplets hit the ground they hiss and scorch the dirt then more begins to pour as she starts to stagger towards you.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Oct 29, 2016 10:29:22 GMT -4
Edward keeps moving with the hostage towards his car, and keeps firing more shots at the Messenger.
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Post by katt on Oct 29, 2016 19:50:17 GMT -4
"
Y̢͈̫̥͇̼̖̰̗̋̚͘O̧̞͔͈̒̊̐́͐͟͡Ṵ͐̓ͯ̈.̼̠͍̠͉̬̳̍̾ ̨̱̺̞̬͌͌ͮ̂̉́͜Ċ͙̤̫̩̲̏̏̏̃̐̚͟͜A͉̺͉͉̪͓͎ͦ͌̒̈́ͮ̚N̵̰͕͇̠̫̯̗̘̄̅̊̄̍̒́'̓̀͋̆̀ͩͭ̋͏̩̩͞T͙̟͕͙̲̬̙ͧ̈́ͬ̓ͩ͜͜.̸̪̎͊͋̋̏̒̎̄́͢ ̛̤̞͙̼̓͑ͯ̿̑̑̏ͬK̛̤̣̦̱̳̈́͊̑ͦ̎͌I̗̰͓̻ͬ̉͋̂͆ͩ͂͐͠L̢̨̖ͤ̅̐̈͝L̥͚͍͈̯̥̝̒ͣ͆ͪ͂ͮͣ͝.̄̾͟͏̻͖̟̳̯͖̘ ͍̃ͦ̕M̌̿ͤ̂͛͏̶̫̯̮̼̗̼̻E̶̤͈̥̺̓̃ͭͦͯ̍ͫͬ̕͝!̶͕͇̑̐ͯ͊͑̋́̌!!"
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How cliche. You now know for sure that she's really going to die soon. The voice that she speaks in is not one, but many layered on top of each other and the grass that she treads on is now smoldering from the heat that is being emitted from her body, she's burning up from the inside out. People are screaming even more than before, the heat is unbearable against your flesh. Your car is still another five minutes away through, you could drop the hostage and run or stay and try to finish her off, knowing the other Messengers will get to you before you can escape.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Oct 29, 2016 20:17:00 GMT -4
Realizing that 9mm isn't exactly a hole puncher, Edward kicks the hostage towards her and runs towards his car while blindfiring and reloading.. He'll get to use the present the Russians gave him.
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Post by katt on Oct 29, 2016 20:25:56 GMT -4
Running to your car proves to be difficult as it's dark now, allot darker than it should be for this time of day. Between you and the car is the security checkpoint you came through earlier today- go through it or round it?
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Oct 29, 2016 20:32:12 GMT -4
Around.
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Post by katt on Oct 29, 2016 22:30:30 GMT -4
To go around you have to scramble through dark undergrowth and shrubbery for a few minutes, it looks like you've manged to loo- A bolt of bright hot white light, or more accurately, lightening strikes the ground a few inches away from your face.
"COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP"
It's the Messenger who was making that big speech at the start of the performance. Tough guy, kinda looks like Kayne West, if Kayne West drank protein shakes and hit the gym instead of designing pretentious clothes. This explains the darkness; it's storm clouds, his storm clouds. That buzzing? Electricity. This guy seems like the biggest player on the field right now. Think about where you want to go next very carefully.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Oct 29, 2016 22:35:30 GMT -4
The car. It's the only thing that mattered. He need to get in it now and cause a large amount of collateral damage. Or pull a drive by. The Russians and Poles want one of these people dead at least.
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Post by katt on Oct 30, 2016 14:59:48 GMT -4
You start to run and lightening strikes the ground around you,obviously an attempt to knock you out or deter you, not to kill. Rain pours in torrents from the sky, turning the dirt into mud almost instantly thus making your escape attempt intensely difficult, it's hard to see directly infront of you unless you squint.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Oct 30, 2016 15:33:35 GMT -4
Edward kept running, squinting repeatedly as he looks for his car.
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Post by katt on Oct 30, 2016 16:21:11 GMT -4
The good thing about this storm is that you're partially hidden even though the shock of lightening keeps knocking you down, thunder booming in the sky. Against the odds you manage to locate your car to the left of you however, as you run towards it the fact that you're ankle deep in mud and your flesh still burns from being in the presence of Diana slows you down a considerable amount. Sixteen meters is all you have to survive to reach it.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Oct 30, 2016 16:33:55 GMT -4
What was inside was all what Edward could think of. The two things to cause enough chaos: the flare launcher, the AK, and the four quad stack magazines inside. If I'm going to die I'll die rich, he thought as he trudges onward against the pain.
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Post by katt on Oct 30, 2016 21:25:31 GMT -4
With every step the world gets darker, you're soaked to the skin and feel like death yet, you've made it to your car. You've got twenty seconds, possibly thirty if security (Who, lets be honest, haven't been that reliable so far) straggle even more.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Oct 30, 2016 21:40:23 GMT -4
Edward quickly musters the strength to open the door. He looks grabs the AKMSU and several quad stacks as he gets inside the car and starts it.
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Post by katt on Oct 31, 2016 10:48:32 GMT -4
You can see the outline security now, they're coming towards you directly infront of the car, but not the Messenger which is worrying. The rain has seemed to have stopped escalating which suggests his attention has been divided. Not good.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Oct 31, 2016 11:45:19 GMT -4
Edward rocks in a magazine and hears the satisfying click of the charging handle being pulled back. He rolls down the window and starts the car.
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Post by katt on Oct 31, 2016 20:24:27 GMT -4
Security has no problem opening fire of you as soon as you start the car, moving out the way to shield themselves behind other parked cars.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Oct 31, 2016 20:26:38 GMT -4
Edward opens fire upon security as he begins to drive towards the concert stage, holding the wheel steady as he hangs out of the window.
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Post by katt on Oct 31, 2016 20:49:43 GMT -4
Due to the fact they're pretty well shielded you manage to hit three of the fifteen security guards but they're certainly not going to die. Out of the blue they stop firing on you as the sky booms with thunder, making a thought pop into your head: you were just running from a guy who could control LIGHTENING and now you're in a METAL car.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Oct 31, 2016 20:54:07 GMT -4
Oh. Well, Edward swerves the car to make sure he was in view of the stage. He had one shot- he took out his flare pistol and shot it at the stage. Please make a fire, please...
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Post by katt on Nov 1, 2016 19:01:21 GMT -4
You watch it ly towards the crowd but before you can where it lands a horrendous boom that shakes the earth and skies distracts you. Lightening strikes directly in front of the car, sending it tumbling sideways as well as creating a large crater in the ground. After being thrown around for a few painful moments the car finally comes to rest upside down, leaving you feeling dazed and sick. Through blurred vision you spot the figure of someone approaching the car, with fists that crackle with light however you can't tell who it is until the car door is ripped off.
"You ain't gonna die yet but you'll wish you did, cocksucker"
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