Mafia RPG

[D.F.I.]

Lucky: Ha! That's good.....just be careful. HOpefully we'll not die, coz...*points to joey* HOpefully he'll not go crazy.....

 

[bamthedoc]

Rameraz: We'll move out in the morning. Get rest now, you will need it! Besides, this might be the safest night we've had in a while.

 

[2.Waste.Hate]

*Gets up in middle of night and walks outside and across the street with a stick of gum, some tin foil, plastic, wires, and c4*

Hmmm... If i set this foil up right it should spark the wire on fire, which would burn the plastic and melt the gum into the c4 causing on helluva alarm clock....

*wanders back into the room and waits by the window...*

OOC: Good to be back.... work been keeping me away

 

[D.F.I.]

Alan: Goodnight. Heh......hopefully no-one will bust us in here......*looks outside the window. Sirens could be heard in the distance.* Hmm....nothing much.

 

[Final Warrior]

Raphael: Don't you mean "Hopefully Joey won't blow us into little pieces."? Cause I saw messing around with some C4...

 

[2.Waste.Hate]

*looks horrified*

Me? Explosives?

*****s his gun and gets ready for some fun*

 

[D.F.I.]

Alan: Don't kid around, joey. Just get your stuff ready for tomorrow......hopefully my pay will be worth, considering the risks involved.....

 

[Final Warrior]

OOC: Um... I was just wondering... back on the page with the list of buyable weaponry, I sold some weapons... I was wondering if I could use that money to buy some extra ammo... is this okay?

 

[D.F.I.]

OOC: Yeah, I think you can.....didn't say no.

 

[Final Warrior]

OOC: I've noticed that there haven't many posts in this RPG anymore, so I'm gonna try to get people back...

BOT:

*Walks outside and talks to a man*
Raphael: 1.5K worth. Now. And 15 glass bottles, 2 gallons of motor oil, and 15 rags.
Man: And if I say no?
Raphael: You don't want to. *Pulls out Desert Eagle.*
Man: OK, ok, just don't shoot! *Gives a small box to Raphael.*
Raphael: Thank you.

 

[D.F.I.]

Lucky wakes up, and sees that it is five o'clock.

Lucky: Well, well. I've better go out.

Lucky goes outside, and walks donw the street. All the streetlamps are out.

Lucky: Hmm....*draws ou his Desert Eagle*

 

[Final Warrior]

*Raphael sees Lucky*
Raphael: Hey. Can you help me? Need to make some molotov ****tails. But don't tell Joey! I don't want him lighting any...

~EDIT~
I need to post up my inventory (to remind myself and everyone else)

2 Desert Eagles, fully loaded, 76 extra clips (38 extra clips per gun) (10 pounds total, I think)

1 pump-action shotgun,fully loaded, 74 extra clips (20 pounds)

2 poisoned daggers (5 pounds each, 10 pound total)

Total weight: 40 pounds

 

[D.F.I.]

Lucky: No. I'm sure you can do it yourself. I'm not useful....can't carry much. Anyway....*a buttlet hit Lucky in his right leg* Just get out of here! *fires shots down the street.*

 

[Final Warrior]

Raphael: Damn! This time at night? Sh*t, I think we should just raid the military base...
*Pulls out both Desert Eagles*
Raphael: Muthafuggas! Come to me, for I am Death Incarnate!
*Rushes head first to where the shots came from while pumping the Desert Eagles' triggers.*
Raphael: Death to you all!