forum Bag thief Roleplay

Started March 13, 2018 by @Twitchy

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"No Marco, that'd just make her scared and the police confused…"

Marco pulled a chair away from the table and sat in it. "Damn it! No fair!" He pouted.

Marco pulled a chair away from the table and sat in it. "Damn it! No fair!" He pouted.

(As I said before…….)

I keep looking outside, down towards the road. Two black cars pull up. Three men walk into the lady's building while two walk into ours. "Hey, you ever seen the police in suits?"

Althea looked up and turned off the gas. "No, why…"

I watch as the window fills with three short flashes of light, a bloody hand suddenly slams against the window, dragging down. "A-Althea! Marco! Marco freeze the door quick!" I jump off the counter, still looking out. The blinds open crookedly as a man with a gun stands to aim it at me. I collapse to the floor while a bullet whizzes past me hitting the tv. "FREEZE THE DOOR!"

(NVM!)
Marco ran to the door and froze it. "Dude that was-" A bullet shot him in the chest. "Fuck!"

"Fuck!" Marco said. Althea twisted around, dread settling . "Marco!" she screamed, and caught him right before he hit the ground.

"Fuck!" Marco said. Althea twisted around, dread settling . "Marco!" she screamed, and caught him right before he hit the ground.

(OOOOO. NICE!!!)

"Fuck!" Marco said. Althea twisted around, dread settling . "Marco!" she screamed, and caught him right before he hit the ground.

(ALL HAIL THE HE/SHE! THIS IS WHERE WE LEFT OFF)

I watch Althea catch Marco's body, blood seeping into his clothes around the wound, "Marco freeze that!" I yell, hoping over the couch and grabbing the bag and gun off the table. I race into a nearby room and fling both into a draw, running back to the living room. The ice on the door cracks with each pound. "Hey! Suits! I've got that bag!" The pounding suddenly stops, "If you want it back then you better stop firing bullets cause it's not here!" My chest aches, tight. Fuck.

I almost died twice today. Not happening again! Marco tries to lift his arm but fails. SHIT! "Dude, I can't move my arm. I can't freeze it."

Althea looks at Marco's paling face. "Marco, I can heal this. It'll take a lot energy on both our parts, and chances are it'll be excruciatingly painful. Can you handle it?2

"Oh fuck me!" I yell walking towards the door, "Hey fanny-wagons! What's it gonna be eh!? Cause I don't know about you but I've got a friend bleeding right now which makes me feel like not telling you shit about this fucking bag!" I stare at the door, pulling my hair slightly, watching Marco and Althea in the corner of my eye.

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