forum After America - Dystopian RP

Started April 03, 2018 by @ImNotCrazyImAFangirl

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Haven saw a ladder that led to a control tower of some sort. “Up here!” She yelled. “We can shoot them down easier from above.”

Vaughn nodded and motioned for her to get onto the ladder first, then began to climb up quickly behind her.

She cursed again. A bullet had hit her leg.

Vaughn noticed and fired a few shots down below.

“Aim for their arms.”

She half-three herself off the ladder to avoid a bullet. Swinging back onto it, she franctically climbed up, reaching the top.

Vaughn quickly climbed up after her, ducking his head to avoid bullets.

“What does this tower even control?” She asked, shooting one of the guards climbing up.

“I have no god damn clue, phone frequencies, I think?” Vaughn said.

Arabella followed Jackie still, not exactly knowing what to do. She pulled out a knife, hoping it could help if they were to approach someone or if she needed it. God Damn it She thought to herself. I never got my coffee.

Jackie kept running, heading for the tower. "Vaughn escaped!" she told Bella.

“We are so dead,” Vaughn hissed, firing a few shots before ducking back into cover. “I can’t believe that this is how I’m going to die, this is insane.”

She got to the base of the tower and started climbing, firing into the air.

Vaughn ducked behind a ledge. He scooted around to the other side of the tower, holding his breath. His eyes were full of fright, almost like a cornered animal.

Jackie got to the top. She cocked her gun again and looked around. Only Haven was there.
(should we wait for her)

Arabella bit on the knife while she climbed, making sure she wouldn't get hit with the bullets. "Why don't we negotiate with them?" she asked.

(Maybe?)

Vaughn heard the voices and he tensed more. He could feel his mental illness begin to act up, voices whispering about the possible ways he could die. His throat felt closed, and he did his best to stay quiet while he gasped, clawing at his throat with his free hand.

Haven pulled her gun out and fired , hitting Jackie in attempts to get her off the ledge.

The bullet grazed Jackie's ear. She advanced on Haven and shot the concrete millimetres away from her head. "Shoot at me again and I won't miss," she growled.

“Well shit, not like I’ve got enough bullets in me already,” she’s said, backing to the edge.

Vaughn heard it and grimaced. In a moment of panic, he thought Haven had been shot, but then he heard the woman give her a warning.

//cool user

Jackie's resolve shrunk but her grip on the gun tightened. "You're not getting out of this through pity.. She loosened her hand and the gun flipped away from Haven. "Pretend you kidnapped me."

“…why?” She asked, gun moving down just an inch.

Vaughn bit his lower lip as he listened, nails digging into the metal of the tower sharply.

"Because the government's useless and corrupt. And the only way anything is ever going to happen is with a minimum amount of force, I'm sorry to say."

Her eyes narrowed, she lowered her arm slowly. All of a sudden, she grabbed Jackie and turned her around to face Arabella as she climbed up, gun held to Jackie's head.