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((Hello folks, this thread is IC to continue our RP on Chrisdena's status. Please PM me on Skype/forums if you would like to be included.))

 

 

  • Bill Eastbo is dead, shot through the doors of a closet.
  • Michael Locklear is dead, having been beheaded with an axe.
  • Slav is dead, having been kicked to death by Michael Locklear.
  • Inspector Pondt is dead, having been stabbed to death by the Celtic Inferior.
  • Malcolm Turnbull is currently on a V-Line train.
  • Zachariah Fableknight is the passenger seat of a police car, being driven by the Celtic Inferior, en route to Tullamarine Airport along Monavale Highway.
  • Chrisdena Milne is in the boot of the same police car, tied and bound. 
  • Peter Garrett is clinging to the roof of the police car, singing the song 'Beds are Burning' and gyrating around.
  • Geoffrey Leonard is driving Mick's beaten-up 2002 Ford Sedan, chasing the police car to Tullamarine Airport. Tracy Grimshaw is in the passenger seat. 

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((This is a serious thread, with serious roleplay. No power-gaming or meta-gaming. Thanks!))

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*Peter Garrett sprays his uzi in the air, trying to impress Pondt's sister. He realises good guys usually finish last so he turns his attention back to the car chase at hand. He jerks his jaw around a lot, it's kind of weird. He doesn't really know what he's doing here but Pondt's sister is hot so it's okay.

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The celtic inferior picks up the police radio with his left hand, pressing down the button to send, the sirens whirring and the noise of Zacharius firing shells in the background. He yells at the voice on the other end, "REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDOM!", before slamming the radio into the dash, breaking it.

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Begins to frantically drive seeing the motorcycle behind him frantically lecturing Tracy, "I have not! not! not! NOT!" begins to then turn to the gear stick backwards the car now going frantically back against the motorcycle.

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Begins to frantically drive seeing the motorcycle behind him frantically lecturing Tracy, "I have not! not! not! NOT!" begins to then turn to the gear stick backwards the car now going frantically back against the motorcycle.

 

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Tracy Grimshaw takes a sip from her Mount Franklin spring water bottle, adjusting her suit jacket at Geoffrey's wanton aggression. "What are you doing, Geoffrey?" she says, looking into the rear vision mirror. 

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Zachariah's shotgun pellets ricochet off the bonnet of Geoffrey's car as he screams like a mad new south welshman, he glances back at the Celt with a mad look in his eye, he notices an incoming truck in the corner of his eye about to cross the path infront of the speeding vehicles.

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Continues to throttle backwards saying, "Do you want to see the victims? Alright. I will take you to the victims." 

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Old man Borislav comes to the dinner table, slamming his huge slavic fist into it.

"Yurislav byl ubit segodnya utrom ... My ne mozhem pozvolit' etomu byt' ... ya poluchu dvoyurodnyye brat'ya ... My ub'yem etu osla ..." says the man before leaving his family completely confused. He walks into the garage to see his pride and joy, his family's lada.

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This vehicle could easily fit all of his eight children and his forty dogs. He opened the door and sat down, firing up the engine, he sent his hand to the gearstick, placing his foot on the clutch and throwing it to first. He began to rev the hell out of his shithouse car "eto luchshe, chem diskoteka s Pavlovym". He floored it and rolled out onto the street, the hunt for the ones who were near his cousin's death was on.

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*Peter Garrett's motorcycle is hit by the snivelling Jewshcein's vehicle. He attempts to throw Pondt's sister underneath him in order to save his own skin as he fly's through the air, not dis-similar to the american land-to-air missiles he hates so much, it appears as if this is the end for the hero of our story!

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The celt's left hand reaches down between his legs, tearing away the 44. revolver that was strapped to his inner thigh. He turns away from the windscreen and levels the barrel of the magnum at his captor, but before he can fire the car is sideswiped by the oncoming truck. 

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Geoffery turns the gear stick forward continuing to chase the celt screaming, "The first time you had sex! That was an evil occasion wasn't it?!" 

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Continues to throttle backwards saying, "Do you want to see the victims? Alright. I will take you to the victims." 

 

"That is an obscene and inappropriate request," says Tracy rather diplomatically, still sipping on her water bottle. She gets our her iPad 3 and opens her Twitter app, making a cryptic tweet generally irrelevant to the situation.

 

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She then opens the glovebox of the car, taking out Mick's old Confederate pistol. She loads a few bullets into it, holding it close to her person for self-defense.

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Meanwhile, 

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Celebrates his victory at the Horse Races with a compulsory, traditional Turkmen rave.

 

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Geoffery grunts loudly muttering, "The victims" as he reaches the glove compartment saying, "A shithouse!" he takes out a black napkin placing it upon his head while driving. 

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