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Gunland Breakout! ((closed))

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((This is a closed rp. The post order is established by whoever posts first. Currently involved:

--Buzztiger
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--Garoslaw
--Marcus
--Nightflower))

Ryan Destry, a heavily-built fur in a correction officer's uniform, glanced out over the deserted streets outside the Herman Correctional Facility. The streets were generally deserted during the day; most furs that lived in the area didn't come home until late in the evening. The warm July sun beat down on the barbed-wire electrical fence that ringed the inner concrete wall. The coils gleamed. Destry, reminded of his job, turned from the vista to continue his patrol along the topmost catwalk, his thick-soled black shoes thudding on the metal mesh. He was unarmed because of the most recent backlash against institutional firearms. In a few seconds, he would wish he had the basic-issue government crap that had jammed every ten shots. It was better than getting caught with his pants metaphorically down.

A soft whine came from the downtown direction, a cycling noise that grew steadily louder until Destry realized it was an engine. A faint cloud of dust and exhaust pinpointed the vehicle, which was tearing down the southbound lane towards the prison at a pace that was about twenty miles above safe. Confused, Destry leaned over the railing to get a better look, then reached for his walkie-talkie. "Do you guys see the car heading our way? It's going like a bat out of hell."

The car, a metallic grey number with sleek lines and a sporty profile, accelerated further, and Destry noticed a shape poking from the passenger-side window. He squinted at it. The blob grew more and more distinct, and resolved itself into a woman with a massive rocket launcher on her shoulder. She was looking through the view finder.

Destry groped for his walkie talkie again. "There's a weapon! She's got a freakin' bazooka!"

The woman grinned as she pulled the trigger. A compact missile belched from the barrel and spiraled towards the gate, flames spitting from the propulsion system. Destry threw himself down a half second before the impact. The walkway rumbled, creaked, as the gate exploded, spitting chunks of rock thirty feet into the air and pillars of fire ballooned. Super-heated air scorched up Destry's spine. His walkie talkie squawked with terror.

The car had disappeared through the new hole in the wall.

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Inside the prison, the woman with the bazooka had lowered it, groped for her handgun, and pistol-whipped another guard as the car flew by, all without pulling herself back in. "Get your gun out, toad-licker!" She glared back at the guard, who had crumpled in stages like a demolished house. With a snort, she turned back and looked over her shoulder at the driver. "Why aren't we going faster? You suck!" She chucked her handgun back into the car and sat down with an annoyed huff to reload her RPG launcher.

Endellion Mentiss, all five foot zilch of her, stuffed the grenade into the barrel, jamming it down with her palm. She turned her head to the fur in the backseat-- "Ready? Good. Don't get shot." This was as close as she ever got to admitted she cared about anything that couldn't be field-stripped and loaded with jacketed metal casings.
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Nightflower held the "Jesus" handle of the car in the front seat. She hated how Endellion conducted her "Business" but what could she do? They knew each other from there teen years and Nightflower had always watched out for her. This however, this was fucking ridiculous! Blowing right into a fucking Prison, guns blazing like it were the afganistan war on a terror raid with only 3 fucking people. One of which didn't bring a fucking gun verse a prison full of armed guards with a full armory at there disposal. This would be interesting.

They got through the main wall and Nightflower exited the car almost immediately. Boots on dirt was what she liked, and where she excelled. Her small frame made her a hard target to hit, but she was dense, allowing her to absorb the recoil better than someone her size should have been able too. She cut down a few guards with her SCAR and allowed the rest of the group to get out of the vehicle.
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Marc skidded his four door vehicle to a halt in the middle of the prison hall, its piercing L.E.D lights shining on Nightflower as she rolled out.

"What the actual fuck..." he murmured to himself as he watched the insane--and tiny--dragon take out several of the guards without any discretion. He shifted into Neutral, and his supercharged SUV purred impatiently as it was forced to nap. It was very impressive, but he wasn't very used to seeing THAT many murders in about ten seconds.

Marc was a teenage white wolf, that was obvious. His ice blue eyes were quite beautiful, and they shone with plenty of strong emotions all the time. His attire was usual different from what he had on now (which was a two-piece suit, along with leather driving gloves for more grip on the wheel) but right now, he had a job to do; drive to point A, then drive back like a bat out of hell, and don't stop no matter what. He knew he would have some trouble with escaping--the prisoner seemed valuable to a few people, so the cops would be on his ass like his ex--but he didn't mind. He loved a good chase, and he was pretty sure that more than one of his passengers was gun happy.

He didn't know if that helped him or made things worse.

He turned to the rest of the rescuers who were still inside his car, "Well, end of the line for now, get the fuck out and don't take long." he said with a soft smile and playful tone; he wasn't the slightest threatening, he just liked to keep his high spirit...even during a damn prison raid.
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God…that woman was going to be the death of him yet. Short, crazy and armed with a god damned bazooka…not a winning combination in any scenario by the Tigers standards.

The black beast roared along behind the sleek form of the Audi as it tore down the dirt road, the old school muscle slowly getting dusty as he obediently kept pace with the foreign car, years and decades ahead of the beasts simple, powerful design, back just enough to keep from riding the other drivers ass. His own machine purring out it's deep throated growl happily. the sleek, sharp blacks, and contrasting silvers standing out like the monster it was compared to the grey sporty audi he chased. windows rolled down, only for the lack of A/C in the old machine, exposing it's pristine white leather interior to the harsher elements.

he was going to be working for hours to clean the apolstry after this assignment.

The feline behind the wheel, was a rather well built one, matching the machine he guided, solid build under the clean cut button up shirt, a creamy white to contrast his dark fur, and kaki jeans with black leather shoes. a very professional appearance, even complete with a pair of sleek, professional rectangle lensed shades set neatly on his nose, hiding those golden-green eyes from the harsh lights of the day. on the seat beside him, lay a neat, metal case. a pair of twin .45 SigSauers rested inside, the case laying open with it's insides exposed upward. the pistols cleaned to a level beyond perfection. numerous mags inserted into the containing foam of the box, a pair of mags visible already in the guns, ready for use at a moments notice. in the back seat was another case, this one shut, and latched shut. likely carrying more weapons the feline deemed necessary for the assignment.

Marshall flinched as the bright flare of the bazooka ignited suddenly, the rocket screaming through the space left between the vehicles and the wall of the Prison. god damn that woman was crazy.

he did have to admit though, using a bazooka certainly was an effective means of quick entry.

with bits of rubble landing all around them, he was damned lucky none of the debris got sucked into the intake as he tore through that gaping hole in the prison wall, swinging the car wide as he pulled up beside the audi, already grabbing for one of the Sig's beside him, and reaching beneath the seat for a tool kit as he released the latch on the door, pushing it wide as he swung the pistol across his field of view "Which cell's 'is Endellion?!" he shouted, a deep gruff bass of a voice as he pulled himself from the car, shoving the second pistol in a holster under his arm as he kept one at the ready. the rolled tool kit held firm in his massive paw as he looked around for the nearest security terminal to do his work
"Oh, I'm still going to kill you, I have to. I just don't Need to. it's very empowering"

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Marc rolled his glacier eyes as he heard the other driver skid next to him in his car. "This guy right here..." he mumbled before slowly opening his door. He hopped out of his Audi SUV and landed beside it, kicking some rubble aside as he walked around the huge car, already addressing this Marshall.

"Did you really have to go in gun blazing?" he asks, not annoyed just yet, just a bit confused. "Did you not see our stately midget just take out at least 10 guards?" he stopped infront of his car's bumper and began to observe this /other/ driver, arms folded.

First his eyes went straight to Marshall's car. Ah, your average muscle car with blown-out-of-proportion tuning and flared contour lines. And look! He even had the awkward three-nostril intake system, sticking out of the hood like a bloody big ass zit. Now, he didn't necessary /HATE/ this drivers choice of car, but he didn't really adorn it. Yes, it was fast, and yes, it just might be tough enough to deal with more than a few bullets, /MAYBE/. But still, it was a bit too showy for his tastes. Kinda like dressing up a Barbie with make-up sort of thing. Good, but unnecessary.

Then he looked at the driver himself, who basically leaped into the fray like your average James Bond; drifting to a halt and nearly jumping out the car with a gun in his paws. Maybe he was feeling so resentful over these people was because he himself had NO weapons? Maybe, just maybe.

"Welp, since I'm out and about and all," he said, stretching out, "Let's get this show on the road!" He took a moment then looked at Marshall with a musing grin, "I didn't know they sold hot wheels that size," he proclaimed.
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Bullets wizzed by Marcs head and Nightflower pulled him to the ground. Being 5'2" she was able to do so rather easily. "Would you stop fucking around! They have guns too!" She said, thrusting a pistol into his hands. "You know how to operate a gun I hope. Don't point it at us and don't get shot! I'm not gonna hesitate leaving you hear if you get shot up to bad." She said, running and firing at the fw guards who shot at them. "Your guys get going towards the Cell, I'll follow. Endellion, lets get a move on shall we?" She called out.
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Marc grunted as he was pulled down and his eyes widened to see this small dragon hand him this firearm. He looked at the gun as he gripped it in his hands, all the while listening to Nightflower; his expression full of wonderment, and maybe fear.

"I've played enough Battlefield to know how to shoot a gun!" he then lifted the barrel, gripping it with both paws, right before letting loose about 5 bullets into the guards; he hit one of them in the shoulder and another twice in the stomach.

Marc had never shot a gun before in his life, but he knew he wasn't about to put down this piece of machinery any time soon. The rush it gave him when the guards' cries of pain filled his ears, along with the sight of them falling to their slow, bleeding deaths from his own hands was overwhelming to him. He had just killed a man. This wasn't really supposed to be in his resume, but then again, what did he expect? He was a wheelman, a getaway driver. One of these days it was gonna get dirty.

With still widened eyes, he lowered the pistol to his legs and swallowed, turning to follow Nightflower quickly, "This is insane mate, " he murmured before saying, "And you wouldn't leave me, I'm the best driver you'll get!"
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Endellion watched Nightflower mow down guards, but scowled at her choice of weapon. "Are you kidding me? A SCAR? The mag only holds twenty, with one in the chamber! You'll need to reload every five seconds!" She twitched her ear and smashed an unlucky guard in the forehead with her bazooka. "D-Block," Endellion said, before tugging her Desert Eagle out of her waistband. She aimed it around for a moment, glaring down the sight. After a few seconds of silence, she stuffed the huge gun out of sight. She looked angry as she kicked at one of the guard's guns. "Piece of crap... Cheap... Badly maintained... Busted..." Walking amongst the bodies, she continued turning guns over and inspecting them, ejecting the magazines and checking the chambers and feeling the trigger action.

She noticed Nightflower had given the brat behind the wheel a gun and she scuttled across the room, snatching it out of his paws. He had already emptied half the magazine! Endellion's eyes practically shot sparks. "Are you stupid? Five bullets and only three hits? You might as well be throwing rocks!" She punched him in the shoulder and turned away, putting the newly liberated gun in the glove compartment of Marshall's muscle car. She looked briefly at Marshall's choices, and, approving, left him alone. Sigs were fine pieces of equipment, and when she was pressed she was happy to use them. Her main reason for preferring Eagles was the size and the stopping power. A fur shot with a Desert Eagle didn't get back up again. They were lucky if they were still in a single piece.
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A grunt emantles from one of the blocks. Within the dark chamber lies a bobcat on one of the beds. His prison uniform was tattered, given the fact that he resisted the guards that attempted to take his trusted knife away, as well as he just had to end up fighting other imprisoned. After a moment he closed his eyes, aiming to get some rest, until he heard a sudden burst, reminiscent of an explosion. He was unable to tell what it was exactly as the walls deafened out the sound a bit, however he placed all his bets that it was for sure an explosion.

He then promptly rolled off his bed and staggered to his feet and ran to the bars, which he grabbed hold of. The dim light gave away that he was well suited for arm-to-arm battle, those arms tell for themselves. The fur was rather bristle, like his dark, scruffy and short hair, all the way to his tail. He clenched on the bars and flicked his edgy ears, quite curious as of what was that clutter of sounds. Gunshots, explosions, growing concentration of guards that fall one after another? This oddly managed to crack a grin on the bobcat.

After a while Rich gave a brief, deep growl, before shouting out, "HEY, WHO da HELL is breachin' this place?!" in a relatively deep voice. The man couldn't wait for the answer, the tail waving here and there giving proof of that. This was giving the bobcat a thrill. Maybe it's a chance to escape, he thought.
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Marcus slowly leaned back as this insane gang lord, who was also a woman, approached him with plenty of intensity. When Endellion snatched the pistol right out of his paws he yelped and jumped before giving her a look of shock; kind of like when you snatch an action-figure from a small pup without any warning whatsoever. And even more so, he got punched in the shoulder for no reason!

"Hey!" He yelled back at the bipolar woman, "That is quite insulting you know!! That was the first time a shot a gun, I'm sure that's worth something!" He scampered to Endellion, following her. He was sure he would be safe if he just kept behind her 'draft', so to speak. "So, ma'am, how many squadrons do you think the cops will call on us? Do you think they're gonna call in helicopters as well?" He asked, a horrible attempt at small talk.
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Nightfower collected ammo from the guards, slung her scar over her shoulder and drew her colts. She caught up to the group and growled "They wouldn't send more than one squadron, Helicopters though.. That's another story entirely." She said as she walked "And for the record, The scar is compatible with 7.62mm Russian and NATO rounds so I'll accept ten less rounds for a broader ammo usage" She said calmly.

"Heya there Richy! It's your best friend!" She called out "Figured you got bored of this place so me and endy are here to pop you out!" She said, leisurely shooting a guard who wandered into the building.
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The tiger growled and put a paw to his head, digging his fingers into his temple as the others bickered back and forth.

"For gods sake," he growled out "Is now, -really- the time to be arguing this!?" he snarled turning on them, stopping in his tracks on the way toward the security booth "Both of you, shut up and do something useful" with that he dug a pair of walkies out of his Kit, and shoved them into Marcus, and Nightflowers hands, closing the bag back up as he growled at them "He's in D-Block, you heard his voice, he's over there, somewhere" he gestured toward D-block "go find him, call it in when you do so I know what cell he's in and don't let this entire god damned prison loose to try to get in the way of our escape"

With that, he turned on his heel, stomping off toward the security station. A small enclosure, set up with the vantage point of being able to see the cells of D-Block, if not directly in them. The control point of the sector. Trying the door, the feline growled as he found it locked. he really didn't need this right now. he stepped back, lifted his massive foot, and kicked. denting the door on the first attempt, a second kick breaking the lock and slamming the door inward, Sig drawn and sweeping across the room for the guards that would man the security systems, both sitting at the big bay windows with computer monitors before them, watching the chaos, eyes now wide as saucers as the door was kicked in with a resounding boom. He grabbed the nearest one and dragged him back out the door, and bodily hauling him over the railing, down into the pit of D-Block, letting him fall to his screaming death four stories below. as he stomped back in, he found the guards companion glued to the windows, staring wide eyed down at his now dead partner far below "Now, I need to blow off some steam," he flexed his massive paws, making the knuckles pop and click on their own "and I'm happy to oblige if you'd like to do this the hard way"

The System lit up green after the guards third attempt to correctly enter his password. The tiger grunted and stepped aside, the guard hesitantly stepping toward the doorway, the tiger stomping toward him and growling, sending the guard running, screaming from the security booth and the console open for the tiger to access.

He padded across the room, tossing his now unneeded kit on the console beside him as he took up one of the seats, fingers dancing across the controls, sifting through the database, accessing the systems he needed as he waited for the call that would tell him exactly what cell the Bobcat resided in
"Oh, I'm still going to kill you, I have to. I just don't Need to. it's very empowering"

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Nightflower scowled at Marcus. "You best learn to step down and do your job when talking to a superior. If you got a problem bitch about it to yourself" She snapped. She turned back to the rest and shrugged "Everyone get moving. Faster we find this guy the faster we get out of here. Leave the hacker to do his job and if he fails we can blow the doors" She said simply with her rifle. "But Prior planning makes for perfect performance, and I already know what Cell he's in. Let's go everyone" She said walking towards his cell.
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With a hoof on the roof of Marshall's car and another on the hood, Endellion peered through the hole they had made, her eyes peeled over the barrel of her Eagle. She hadn't paid much attention to what had happened after she had rescued the handgun from the driver, since there was no more fighting to be done just then. She contented herself with watching their backs, her ears twitching as she listened for the heavy bootfalls of reinforcements. The actual logistics of a breakout interested her about as much as calculus interests a four-year-old. Everything had begun with a whim and wanting to rescue Rich. His usual stuff was starting to cut into her gun-time, and that was unacceptable. He needed to get his crap in order, and that wasn't going to happen while he was behind bars.

Endellion herself had not started a gang on purpose, but after a couple of months in the city she had somehow assembled thirty furs of questionable moral fiber and they had begun to screw around in the abandoned hangar she called home. Eventually she had acknowledged them, and the Metropolis Reyna had been born. Nightflower had shown herself to be Endellion's kind of person, so they had become friends, and Nightflower had taken over the practical day-to-day running of the gang. Rich had dealt with all of the muscle and deal-making, as well as general logistics, until he got canned for backing his car onto a police cruiser. It hadn't taken long for the cops to figure out who he was, but it was the small armory in his trunk that got him locked up. Endellion had lent him her collection of Steyr firearms, foreign, pricy, and pretty. And unregistered.

She glanced at Marshall, who was in the control tower, and snorted. She had no use whatsoever for any sort of technology that didn't involve gunpowder.
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Marshall snorted as the small dragon snapped at him, as far as he was concerned, he was a consultant for the gang than under her 'charge'. his fingers danced over the keyboards, hunting his way through the lines of code and programs as he isolated the cell Rich was residing in. If the small dragon had already known where Rich's cell was located, she'd been holding key pieces back that'd have had this operation running smooth as silk…with of course, the explosives the boss was so fond of. He made a mental note to keep an eye on the dragon.

The screen lit up green as he got into the cell access programs, bringing up the remainder of the crew on the cameras and following them along till they stopped before Rich's cell, and the tiger caught sight of the other feline. using the guards access code that'd been left behind, the cell door emitted a buzzer sound, before a series of ratcheting and clicking sounds before the cell door finally slid open

"Make the reunion quick, Nightflower, it won't take them long to notice the access to the systems and have more guards on their way" he called across the walkies "I'm sure they're already scrambling for another go after the boss blew that giant ass hole in the wall…" he muttered to himself as his fingers flew across the keyboards again, doing everything he could to slow the progress of more guards getting to them, locking hallways, entry points, corridors, opening entire cell blocks, separated from the breakout attempt by locked gates, of course, all in an attempt to slow the guards down further. eventually, he pulled out a small brick, wrapped with a set of wires and a remote device, and stuck it to the underside of the terminal, and took his leave of it, snatching up his back and hurrying out back toward the vehicles
"Oh, I'm still going to kill you, I have to. I just don't Need to. it's very empowering"

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