Downtown

Started by Kitsune, March 30, 2015, 02:27:09 PM

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Ashleg

Connie shrieked and leapt out of the way of a car and bolted onto the sidewalk.
Was that a gunshot he heard in the distance?
I would go back and see, but if that cop mouse is still there, I'm doomed...

Søren

In fact, Eillam was still there, cringing in the bathroom as the gunplay happened. He tried to slip out, taser drawn, and out the back door into an alley. From there, he ran at full speed down the road to his house.
EPIC!! he thought as he ran, not even think about the fact that he had been in the bathroom the whole time.


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Ashleg

Connie shrugged and started running again.
It would most likely be in the news.
He could wait.
The ferret arrived at his house--or mansion, if you wanted to call it that-- and unlocked the door, quickly slipping inside.
He let out a sigh of relief.

Izeroth

 Ragar had been watching the events from a nearby building, waiting for a chance to get his revenge on Fardan. Putting down his binoculars, he now aimed his rifle at a window.

But what was this? The wildcat was aiming a gun at the lizard, and appeared to actually be helping the officers.

Ragar hated thugs like Fardan, but he hated senseless murderers like Scylla more. Putting down his rifle, he again took up the binoculars.

LT Sandpaw


The sound of sirens filled the air as Arron pointed his weapons from the cat too the lizard unsure of which one he should shoot first. He went with Scylla seeing as she had just shot his partner.

Seeing his opportunity Arron rushed forward attempting too wrench the SMG from Scylla's paws while swinging with his pistol attempting to knock the lizard down.

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Police cars drove up from everywhere sirens blaring as the officers blocked off the streets. EMS trucks drove up the brave medics rushing towards the Starbucks ready to help anyone that was hurt. Creatures had started to gather the sounds of the guns having died down slightly. Overhead a helicopter whirled while news companies struggled for the best positions among the crowd.


"Sometimes its not about winning, but how you lose." - John Gwynne

"Facts don't care about your feelings." -Ben Shapiro

Ashleg

Connie sat down and flipped on his TV.
It would probably be on the news by now.
...And right he was! The ferret smirked. "Looks like chaos to me," he mused, leaning forward.
There's the lizard who tried to pull me into the alley!

Hickory

Fardan disappeared into a back alleyway.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Lady Ashenwyte

Scylla dodged and attempted to kick Arron in the stomach, firing her SMG at his paws. Two black armoured vans arrived and a number of beasts dressed in black came out from them, attacking the policebeasts.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

LT Sandpaw


A medic reached Kat helping the vole put pressure on the wounds. They both ducked as machine gun fire rang out from both police and criminal. More and more sirens could be heard and screaming creatures fled the scene as more fighting broke out.

Arron blocked the kick dancing away from the SMG rounds thawking into the floor. Pulling his Taser free of its holster he fired two high powered electric springs towards the lizard before bullying forward kicking heavily.

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A loud horn sounded as three armored Humvees pulled up. Massive 50 cal. machine guns on the top. They charged straight into the fray the heavy armor piercing rounds flying from the guns. Onboard were the elite National Guard Long Patrol hares from Salamandastron. Summoned to the fight by the police they shot to kill.


"Sometimes its not about winning, but how you lose." - John Gwynne

"Facts don't care about your feelings." -Ben Shapiro

Ashleg

"Oh, the Long Patrol! Splendid." Connie chuckled, shaking his head. This was getting more interesting by the second, but he was glad he hadn't gone back and involved himself with any of them.

Lady Ashenwyte

Scylla got shot in the leg and snarled at Arron "Well, well, well, time for me to see the Badger Lords." she smirked and ran into an armoured car that had appeared on the scene. "Drive me to Salamandastron." She said and the driver started driving towards Salamandastron.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Kitsune

    Back in Lauren's Apparel, K'taah was bored out of her mind. She glanced at the clock and saw it was time for her fifteen minute break.

"Hey Mel, I'm going to head down to Starbucks. I'm pretty tired from last night."

"Okay! Just be back before fifteen minutes, or I might have to fire you!" Melissa said, jokingly.

    K'taah rolled her eyes and laughed, then walked out the door. Walking down the sidewalk, she heard shouts and sirens in the distance, then was passed by an armored car speeding away from Starbucks' general area, pursued by police and the national guard. Seeing this, she dashed down the nearest alley towards her apartment. She didn't want to miss a minute of the excitement. She hurriedly entered her apartment, almost forgot to close the door, and changed into her biker's clothes. She went out her balcony door and locked it behind her to avoid attention, and carefully jumped down to the pavement. She ran to her motorcycle, hurriedly turned it on and sped down the street towards Starbucks.

Hickory

Fardan notice the smaller amount of activity in the Starbucks. He crept back, staying in the shadows. He had noticed Eillam in the smaller room.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Ashleg

At last Connie got bored and turned off the television.
Perhaps he'd go back now and see everything in first person.

LT Sandpaw


Arron leaned against the table he hadn't noticed in the fight but he had been hit hard by Scylla's blows. He held an ice pack to the side of his head where he had been kicked watching as the medics loaded Kat aboard a EMS transport.

The hares had all left having chased after the last armored truck. What few criminals that were still alive were being led away in chains or strapped too stretchers.

He watched as workers (Mostly moles) Began to set too work on the sight cleaning while police snapped photo's for evidence. He let out a sigh and leaned back resting against the tire of the truck he was sitting against. He was tired, it was fine by him to let someone else take the reigns from here.


"Sometimes its not about winning, but how you lose." - John Gwynne

"Facts don't care about your feelings." -Ben Shapiro