The screech of the van’s wheels was music to Frenchie‘s (aka “Murdoch”) ears. The van careened through the streets heading towards the ganger’s headquarters. Sam (the “Face”) Wolfe bobbed his head to some theme music that was cheesy, yet strangely compelling, as he glanced over at Trog (“Mr. T”). Over the blare of the music he thought he could see the troll muttering “I pity da fool that gets in my way” as he flexed one and then the other enormous hand. Hirito (“Hannibal”) Torgami felt a sudden and unexplained urge to smoke a cigar as the van careened towards the home.
<<<< 01/06/72 18:54:12 >>>>
Sometimes a cigar is not just a cigar.
<<<< posted by Killer-Bunny >>>>
Sam peered out the van and gave the gangers a warm welcome as he sent magic energy to engulf two of them, knocking them to the ground as the van drove by. The metal fence surrounding the ganger’s base did not have a chance as the van smashed through it scattering the approaching “Rockers” like ten-pins.
The troll “Mr T” was the first out the van and went shoulder first into the armoured, reinforced door, which went crashing into the room beyond like it was made out of wood. Trog yelled out in anger and defiance as a swarm of bullets smashed into him and dropped him to the ground. Sam started to chant and the hair on the back of the all the G team members stood straight up, something big was on its way.
<<<< 04/05/72 00:43:29>>>>
You’re not as tough as you think.
<<<< posted by Gramps >>>>
The gangers out front had recovered from the surprise and started to fire at the van when a large metallic wolf slid out the back of the van. A large gun emerged from the drone and made a metallic coughing sound as it bathed the area in bullets. The fire from the gangers out front dropped from a hail of bullets to a smattering. Sam glanced at the unconscious Frenchie as he readied his magical energies.
Hirito was next out the van and decided to engage gangers inside the house, exchanging bullets with them. A couple of figures dropped but then most of the enemy fire seemed to zoom in on him and he spent the next few seconds using every trick in the book to stay alive. His enhanced reflexes and the poor marksmanship of the opponents allowed him to remain unscathed.
Meanwhile, inside the building the screams became frenzied as the spirit Sam had summoned materialized and combined with Sam’s mental control, chaos ensued.
A cry for help followed by a scream prompted Hirito’s heroic (stupid?) dash into the building where he tried to convince the girl to come with him. Too much of a gentleman to actually man-handle her, he convinced her that their group had come to save her and then, moving faster than he had ever before, took out two gangers and fled back to the van. Sam’s spirit followed carrying first the girl and then the unconscious troll.
As the van fled the scene, gunfire still erupting from the house as the rival gangs dueled it out, Hirito though to himself “I love it when a plan comes together”.
<<<< 03/06/72 13:32:59>>>>
There was a plan????
<<<< posted by DSMfive >>>>