Trey the murdering con
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Post by Trey the murdering con on Mar 13, 2010 9:40:31 GMT 2
Trey had just gotten loose the last guy he was willing to, they had all gotten the same ajenda so he had no worries about them, he smirked nodding his head to the whole in the roof.
"Theres our way our boys, Anderson you get to the driver get him to slow this rig down" Trey demanded, there was no way in hell they could jump from the moving bus with the bus going as fast as it was. He turned to the whole, climbing onto one of the seats and pulled himself up.
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Gage the racing con
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Post by Gage the racing con on Mar 13, 2010 9:43:29 GMT 2
"Thanks man" Gage said brushing himself down and used the chair to pull himself to his feet, his left foot shooting out and hitting the guard in the stomach.
"Problem guys"He said as soon as he realized what had happended, there was 4 or 5 cons loose and heading for the whole in the roof, he was preety sure they were no apart of the deal, but then again they had let him go so who knew. Either way he knew these guys, knew what they were covicted for and he was NOT letting them out.
He lurched forward just as the bus lurched to the side and lost his footing only just managing to stay on his feet and jumped, catching Trey by the feet and used al his weight to keep him from pulling his body out of that whole.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2010 9:49:24 GMT 2
Leon cursed to all the gods he could think of, things were going from bad to freaking worse very quickyly, he had managed to take one of the cops out, but now he had two following him, one on each side, and they were both pointing guns at him, telling him to pul the car over.
He sighed shakind his head, only one thing for it really, he slammed his foot down on the break, his car shooting out smoke, he watched as the cars zoomed past him, and laughed. Seconds later his windsheild blew into glass and Leon ducked his head down, yelling wilding as he tried to righten his own car. Damn cops, shot out his window, he cursed, pulling out his gun, the cops had turned and were facing him once more, he shot at the first one, before jabbig his car into gear and shooting foward, Brian and the rest best hurry up he thought.
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Lee the second guard
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Post by Lee the second guard on Mar 13, 2010 19:25:11 GMT 2
Lee coughed hand banging on the floor, that hurt, his eyes closed he rest of the air forced out of his lungs. He fell to the floor, eyes blury, he could see a black object near his side, he forced himself to focus, reaching forward, hand scrapping over the metal.
He pulled the gun closer to him, smoke filling his eyes, he could hear cons all around him, he stumbled to his feet, using his foot to knock the closet guy to him, to the floor.
He fired one shot to the floor as he tried to focus on any one person.
"Next ones going in someone"He wheezed.
"Now everyone down on the ground, NOW"
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Larry the prisonbus driver
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Post by Larry the prisonbus driver on Mar 13, 2010 20:49:15 GMT 2
Larry could hear all the commotion in the back of the bus. The muffled voices, the struggling and.. another gun shot. "Shit! What is going on back there?!"
With one hand still on the steering wheel, he reached for the gun strapped under his seat with his other hand. He was beginning to feel more and more like a sitting duck being the driver, but stopping this bus was not an option. Not in his book. If anyone came even near him, he would just pop the son of a bitch, no questions asked.
He placed the gun in his lap, putting both hands back on the wheel while he pressed his foot down even further on the gas. This time being fully aware of it. They were on his bus, his shift and he was going to remind them of it as he planned on taking matters in to his own hands.
With a sly grin, he gave a controlled jerk at the wheel, causing another swerve of the bus. "How do you like that huh? Fucking assholes messing with my bus!"
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Post by vince on Mar 13, 2010 21:46:04 GMT 2
Vince took a moment to try and figure out the best way to get onto the top of the bus. If he tried to get around the side, the driver and guards would most definitely see him through the unbroken side windows. His best bet was to go up and over and pray that they were distracted enough that they didn't notice him.
As if he'd suddenly turned psychic, Leon started swerving and driving like a maniac. Vince took the opertunity to jump up onto the roof. He tried to walk quickly but carefully and quietly, his arms stretched out for balance on the moving bus.
He'd almost reached the ragged hole Brian had cut when the bus started to careen across the road. He lost his balance, fall and skidding along the roof and off the side, barely catching a grip on the back window before he ended up a smear on the tarmac.
He could hear the sound of sirens, and as he tried to pull himself back up onto the roof he saw there was a struggle going on inside the bus. He wasn't sure how much more things could go wrong without one of them getting shot or something.
His feet scrambling, he finally managed to gain purchase and haul himself up. This time he hugged the bus, crawling along towards the hole. As he neared it, a gunshot rang out, and he took a second to look inside and assess the situation before diving right in. A guard standing nearby, but was facing away from him, seeming to protect the hole as his gun was trained on the loose cons...way too many loose cons.
He figured it had to be fast, and get the gun before any of the prisoners did. It was the power in this situation, and the only way they could bring it back to their plan. Slipping into the hole with a soft thud, he threw himself at the guard's back before the man could react.
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Lee the second guard
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Post by Lee the second guard on Mar 13, 2010 21:52:27 GMT 2
Lee was actually impressed when most of the cons did as he was told, he was tyring to think of what he could do now though, without actually shooting any of them. He was just about to tell them all to get on the ground, whe he heard noise behind him, and i large body knock him to the ground, the gun falling loose from his hands.
He cursed, using his elbow to hit the person ontop of him, his fists swinging wildly trying to hit anythng and everything he could.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Mar 14, 2010 1:55:38 GMT 2
With Dom's help Brian could finally let go of the guard and assess the chaos in the bus for a moment. There were cons on the loose that weren't supposed to be loose, the bus was swirfing wildly and suddenly a shot rang through the air. Instinctively Brian duck down and reached for his gun, which wasn't where it was supposed to be. That's when he remembered that he dropped it and realized that the guard had somehow gotten a hold of it. Before Brian could get it back the man got knocked down by a big familiar guy dropping from the ceiling. "Vince, thank goodness!" Brian breathed hard. "Try to get the cons under controll! We have to slow this bus down or stop it to get off.This is getting out of controll."
Then he grabbed his gun of the knocked out guard and made his way to the front of the swirfing bus. This driver wasn't stupid. He knew that if the bus wasn't going in a straight line they couldn't jump back onto the cars. Brian pushed a few arms of guys, who wanted him to cut them loose as well, out of his way. With the gun in both hands he shot one quick glance back at Vince and Dom. The fog was clearing up. Then he slowly walked up to the driver who was still going way to fast doing crazy curves. At least he was too busy to see him coming. "Stop the bus!" Brian commanded his voice firm and loud.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2010 4:02:11 GMT 2
Dom didn't listen to the guard, because he knew he needed to be alert. He did jump a little when he shot the gun, but that was it. When Vince jumped in and started getting wailed by the guard, Dom walked over and pushed the guard.
"Mess with someone your own size," he said, kicking out his knee.
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Larry the prisonbus driver
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Post by Larry the prisonbus driver on Mar 14, 2010 19:50:31 GMT 2
For just a second, Larry froze hearing the command. But that was all it was. A second. Within the blink of an eye, his right hand grabbed the 9mm lying in his lap, his left remaining on the steering wheel as he pointed the gun up firmly in the guy's face. "You just messed with the wrong bull, boy. I ain't stopping shit." He reinforced his words by flicking the safety off with his thumb and cocking the gun. "I suggest you put your gun down and step the fuck back before I put a bullet in your skull."
His eyes wavered quickly between the road and the guy as he gritted his teeth in annoyance and fingered the trigger. He had never shot anyone, which was what was stopping him from just opening fire straight away like he'd planned, but he did mean business. He was willing to squeeze off a couple of bullets if this guy made even one wrong move.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Mar 15, 2010 2:14:56 GMT 2
Brian was more than a little surprise when cold steel suddenly was pressed against his cheek. Weren't drivers supposed to watch the road? Plus this guy was fast. Brian doubted that he would really go through with his threat. It took a hell of a lot to pull that trigger to kill somebody. But who knew? So he slowly took a step back moving his left hand up to the drivers gun to point it away from his face. After all he kind of liked it the way it was. Even though his hands suddenly started shaking slightly he didn't put his own gun away. The gun was his only way to stay free plus they had to get off that bus somehow and it wasn't going to happen if it didn't slow down or stop. While his left hand gripped the barrell of the diver's gun to move it away from his head, he fired a shot at the controlls of the bus. Mostly to scare the guy and make him slow down. "Slow down!" He growled indicating that he meant business as well. The next shot was going to hit the man's leg if he didn't slow down.
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Post by Cops on Mar 15, 2010 2:23:29 GMT 2
Under fire the first car swirfed and tried to evade Leon's bulletts. He flew off the road. The dirt underneath his tires send his car into a wild spin. It took him a moment to regain controll and stear it back onto the road. Now behind the attacker's car he shot forward and told his partner to shoot out the tires.
The second car's driver wasn't taking Leon's crap. There was a reason why he had been chosen to drive. he was good at it. His car shot forward straight towards Leon. if the guy didn't turn off the road he would run him off the road.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2010 20:54:51 GMT 2
"Hurry up guys"He muttered to himself as he looked through the rear veiw mirror, he hated cops at best of times, but guys that were actually able to drive, that just irked him to no end.
He gripped his wheel tighter, checking through the left window, no cops to the side, he swerved to the left before once again swerving to the right, he knew exactly what this guy wanted him to do, and it wasnt happening, not on his own choice, or because he was going to force him of the road.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2010 21:59:41 GMT 2
Dom peered through the smoke. It was starting to thin, and he knew that that meant their time on the bus was running out. He walked forward and stood behind Brian, ready to take the driver out, no matter the cost.
"What's the next step? 'Cause I'm pretty sure your plan is failing so far," Dom mumbled into Brian's ear.
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Larry the prisonbus driver
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Post by Larry the prisonbus driver on Mar 15, 2010 22:03:29 GMT 2
Larry cursed when a shot messed up half the controls of the bus. This guy wasn't joking around. He had to think fast now if he wanted to change this whole thing around. His eyes flickered between the road and his attacker when an idea suddenly hit him. Larry didn't need his gun. If this guy was going to play a hard game and wanted the bus to slow down, than why not just give the man what he wanted? After all, Larry wasn't the one standing.
With a nod, he dropped the 9mm before it was him who became the next shooting target. "You want me to slow down? Fine by me." He stepped on the breaks as hard as he could with the intention of throwing Brian off balance and hopefully getting the upper hand, but it quickly proved to be a less than smart move at this speed.
As the tires started squealing, the tail of the bus began to slide out from under Larry's control almost immediately. "O shit!" Not knowing what else to do, Larry tried to counter steer and get the bus back under his control, but no matter what he did, things didn't improve. The vehicle was simply too heavy and going too fast at this point. Within seconds the whole bus started sliding sideways over the road and it was only a matter of time before the tires on the left side lost their contact with the tarmac and were lifted up in the air. Soon the bus tipped completely and landed on it's side with an ear deafening crash, sparks flying everywhere as it grinded over the road for a couple of feet before finally coming to a slow halt.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Mar 16, 2010 1:45:46 GMT 2
For a second that seemed to last forever Brian thought the bus would make it. The last thing he had expected was for the driver to do something as crazy as that. He had braced himself for the guy to shoot at him but not to try and knock him off his feet by slamming on the breaks. His eyes widened in horror when he realized that the large, heavy vehicle would roll. "It's flipping." he cried out trying to warn Dom and anybody else who wasn't safely in their seats which was a whole lot of people. Adrenalin shot through his whole body helping him to react fast. With both hands he grabbed a hold of the driver seat dropping his own gun as well. Next thing he knew was that he was being whirled around like a rag doll in a washing machine. The force of the impact of the bus on the road made his shaky fingers slip from the plastic of the seat and sent him flying through the air until his body hit the shattered side window with bone crushing force. The cop could feel something bore into his back while he was deafened by the bloodcurdling screetching of metal against tarmac. Pieces of broken glass,plastic and other bus interior fell all around them.
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Jackson the grumpy guard
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Post by Jackson the grumpy guard on Mar 16, 2010 1:55:54 GMT 2
From on second to the next Jackson, who had just landed flat on his ass, got tossed around like parmesan cheese on a Cesar salad until he found himself suddenly on top of somebody else. His head connected with the other person and left him seeing stars. He had no idea what had just happened only that all hell seemed to have broken loose. When he opened his eyes the world was upside down and underneath him was one of the hijackers. A rough looking guy, broadshouldered guy.
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Lee the second guard
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Post by Lee the second guard on Mar 16, 2010 9:36:44 GMT 2
Lee was just making his way to his feet from the punch he had receieved to the face. He heard someone shout out towards the front of the bus, something to do with the bus tipping, what was all that about.
He rose to his feet shakily trying to see through his hazy eyes as well as the smoke, trying to locate his gun, which he had lost...again!
With his hand on one of the seats next to him he located his gun, he gaze a silent 'yes'and bent down to pick it up, when he suddenly found himself flat on his face, his body connecting with another seat painfully, the bus landed with a loud bang, metal screeching against the tarmac, glass breaking and tearing and his face and hands. The last thing he thought before one of the shackels feel and hit him in the head...hard, was o so the bus really was going to tip.
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Trey the murdering con
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Post by Trey the murdering con on Mar 16, 2010 22:22:25 GMT 2
[glow=red,2,300]Rating just went up to M-be aware that this contains scenes of violence.[/glow]
Trey was pulling himself up, which wasnt as easy as it looked with the bus, swirving and going as fast as they were. He lost his grip once, only just managing to pull himself up, he felt someone grab his legs, and he kicked hard, his legs sliding free, his arms heaving as he pulled himself up.
He rested ontop of the bus, his gaze sweeping the area, to the left there was one car, to his right another, in front of the bus were server cop cars, chasing another car, his best bet was going to go back.
He was stood trying to figure out how he was going to get down without serioulsy hurting something when the bus started swerving widely, his body fell, his fingers scraping at the bus as he fell, at the last second he was able to grab hold of the whole, his body hanging over the side of the bus.
"Shit"He cursed, when he realized all to late that he was on the wrong side of the bus, this thing was tipping, fast, and it was going to tip on to him.
He had only two choices, jump and pray or stay where he was and get crushed. His fingers loosened on the whole, and all to soon his choice was taken out of his hands as the bus tipped to the side, sparks flying, glass breaking as the metal connected loudly with the tarmac.
A loud wail escaped his mouth, blood spurting, dribbling down his chin, his body pinned beneath the bus.
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Gage the Racing Con
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Post by Gage the Racing Con on Mar 16, 2010 22:25:48 GMT 2
Gage pulled hold on the cons legs, cursing loudly when he felt him kick him directly in the chest, pushing him backwards, he landed with a bang agasint one of the chairs, his head connecting with the metal.
"Its going to tip"He turned his gaze towards the shout, and grabbed hold of the chair, just as the bus swerved, before tipping quickly to its side, Gage closed his eyes, next time he was going to pray for a quite bus ride, he thought trying to block out the crys or worry and outrage, breaking glass and scraping of metal.
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