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Post subject:  Posted: September 8th, 2006, 4:33 pm |
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Mort/Shooter flinched when the bullet grazed a piece of skin from his arm.
His strength descened for a moment. It looked like he was going to give up, until his face turned to look at the officer dead in the face. A toothy grin slid across Mort's face and he twanged out, "Yer goin' ta 'ave ta do m're than that pilgrim..."
He tighted his grip around the man's neck, watching him grow weak in amusement.
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Post subject: Posted: September 8th, 2006, 6:39 pm |
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Shannon heard what Mort said, in a weird southern accent. Her eyes widened and she slammed him hard across the face. "MORT! STOP IT!" She screamed.
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Post subject: Posted: September 8th, 2006, 11:47 pm |
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The officer was now lying on his back on the hot pavement. His grip on his gun loosened and he dropped it. Both of his hands were now on top of Mort's trying to release them. He choked and gasped for air.
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The officer of the squad car jumped out with his gun pointed toward Mort and Shannon. "POLICE! FREEZE!" he yelled.
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Mr. Shooter's gaze turned toward the officer across the street. "Which one should we finish off first, Mr. Rainey? I'll let you choose," he said with a smile on his face.
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Post subject: Posted: September 10th, 2006, 1:53 am |
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Mort/Shooter, dropped his hold on the officer's neck, making the cop fall to the pavement and smack the back of his skull.
In a casual, lazy mannor, Mort slowly bent over, and picked up the gun the officer had dropped. "Yer'all just in t'me to die..."
He lifted his shoulder, which lifted his arm, which lifted the hand with the gun in it, which was pointing straight towards the police officer across the street.
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Post subject: Posted: September 10th, 2006, 1:56 am |
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Shannon gasped at Mort and leaned back against the car. She didn't know what he was thinking! Her eyes were wide as she watched Mort. She waved her arms to the cops. "DON'T SHOOT!" She screamed.
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Post subject: Posted: September 10th, 2006, 2:14 am |
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The officer, with the black crew-cut, fell onto the pavement. His head hit hard and he saw a bright flash of white light. He stared up at the blue sky and tried to catch his breath.
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The other officer across the street was an older gentleman with greyish brown hair. His face was puggy and so was his stomach.
With his gun aimed at Mort, he yelled, "DROP THE GUN! DROP THE GUN! DROP IT NOW!"
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Mr. Shooter smiled as he watched his prey scream before him. "Finish 'im, Mr. Rainey. We don't want any outsiders."
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Post subject: Posted: September 10th, 2006, 2:19 am |
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Mort's face wrinkled up to a grin. His hand didn't waver, he held the gun perfectly aimed towards the officer's head. "Drop it? No, not today mister..." he applied pressure to the trigger.
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Post subject: Posted: September 10th, 2006, 2:28 am |
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The fat officer was growing nervous and he made it quite apparent. He voice was shaky, his forehead was sweating, and his hands shook as he held his gun in front of him. "THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE! DROP THE WEAPON, OR I'LL OPEN FIRE!"
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Post subject: Posted: September 10th, 2006, 2:33 am |
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Mort simply kept the smile that was planted on his face. "Not o'er yer dead body pilgrim.."
He pulled the trigger and let out a teasing shot, sending the bullet straight into the window of the squad car, shattering it the very instant.
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Post subject: Posted: September 10th, 2006, 6:31 pm |
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Post subject: Posted: September 10th, 2006, 7:06 pm |
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The fat officer took cover behind the driver's door. He stayed down for a couple seconds.....apparently making a call on his radio. He then peeked around the door and fired three shots. The first one hit Mort's car door, the other hit the pavement, and the last one hit Mort's thumb.
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The lean officer on the ground, sat up slowly as the shots were fired. He quickly dove for Mort's legs, bringing him crashing down onto the pavement.
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Post subject: Posted: September 12th, 2006, 1:20 am |
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(Pippin or Amara?)
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Post subject: Posted: September 12th, 2006, 1:48 am |
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Mort, was brought down to the pavement. His face and teeth were the first things to hit the ground.
He growled, cursed, and started squirming to get up.
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Post subject: Posted: September 12th, 2006, 1:52 am |
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The lean officer held on tightly to Mort's legs and didn't release them. "JERRY, COME ON!" he screamed to his partner.
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The fat officer (Jerry) did not come to his partner's rescue. "GET HIS GUN! GET HIS GUN!" he screamed.
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Mr. Shooter had had enough of this child play. With his strong bowlegs he kicked the officer....who was holding onto his legs......in the face.
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Post subject: Posted: September 12th, 2006, 2:08 am |
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Shannon didn't know what to do. She was still torn between the officer and her best friend. She swallowed hard and bit her lip and pushed her body up closer to the car.
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Post subject: Posted: September 13th, 2006, 1:00 am |
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(BUMPING)
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