Thread: Other World RPG

"Is he ok? He looked pretty bad inside." he knelt beside the other boy and held his eye lid open, "Well it doesn't look like he's concussed... he does have some bad bruises and cuts but he should be alright. Provided that no one roughs him up too much."
"I think he'll be fine," she answered geting the boy up and supporting him as the police started moving people away, she looked up at the school tears in her eyes, as she saw the roof of her room cave in well, i should have known, my instruments and music, not to mention the books would have burnt so nicely. a tear slid down her face as she limped away.

Rommy stood up with the babies in their makeshift sling,
"I'm sorry. Was there someone, or something, special to you in there? I would have gone and gotten it for you." he said as he walked past the girl. He looked up and picked his electric guitar, slinging it over his back. He findled with his acoustic until he could fit them both on his back. He stopped when he stood over Danny. His hand fumbled to find something in one of his inside pockets,
"You know I haven't smoked since my mother died Danny... but i need one now otherwise..." He whiped a tear away and pulled out cigerette, lighting it and coughing when he inhaled. He soon began to smoke steadily and he gradually stopped shaking. He threw the cigerette away,
"I'm gunna go to starbucks in town." he said suddenly and walked past the girl again.

As everyone was being evacuated, there was a man standing just outside the police tape now surrounding the building, rolling a pebble between his fingertips. His long orange hair was mostly wrapped up in a pony tail. He stood near an officer, who was talking to him.

"So, any suspects?" asked the man. "No solid ones yet Mr Floyd" said the officer. Mr Floyd continued rolling the pebble, avoiding eye contact. The officer avoided eye contact as well, Mr Floyd had a very repugnant presence about him. "The teachers have been talking about students, nothing new, but you may want to ask them about it. Some of the students are trouble makers, others are, for lack of better term, strange. I myself do not see strangeness as a guilty verdict, but usually aronists are strange minded" said Mr Floyd. "Very well" said the officer walking away. Mr Floyd grew a sinister looking grin when the officer turned away.

"By the way officer, there's someone I would reccomend you check out, if you trust my word that is" he said. The officer turned to face him, the sense of unease he felt before now becoming a viscous wave.

Who should I throw under this fool's radar. I suppose anyone to keep them away from the real perpatrators. It needs to be someone visible outside the crime scene within the early going, in other words one of the first dozen to come out. I noticed a couple faces, and I know which ones too...

"There were two kids out here I saw acting suspicously, like they were trying to cover something up. I'm new here so I'm not on a last name basis, but the students were Nadir and Rommy" said Mr Floyd.

"I'm sorry. Was there someone, or something, special to you in there? I would have gone and gotten it for you." Nadir looked at Rommy as he walked past, "No not really just a lot of instrumetns and music" she watched as rommy walked past. She glanced around, watching people. The police watching people see what they would do, "hey matt you still with us?"

The girl who had shot Jamie shook her head. "What a first day of school, the whole building goes out in flames" she muttered. She stepped into the mall, where not to much surprise, there were less customers there and more people sitting around like mindless zombies. The atmosphere was thick, enough to turn an iron gut to knots.

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One of the officers was eyeing Nadir and Rommy suspicously. Mr Floyd walked up to them. "Hey you two, be careful allright? Hope you can, find some arrangements, or maybe I should. Hey officer" called Mr Floyd to the one eyeing them.

"Is that them?" asked the officer.

Mr Floyd nodded, sneaking inside the building. "Hey Hurley, you in here?" asked Mr Floyd loudly.

Hey you two, be careful allright? Hope you can, find some arrangements, or maybe I should. Hey officer.

Rommy felt his spine tingle. He was really quite repulsed by the man. He glared at him evily as the police officer came up to him,
"Rommel Gunner, currect?" asked the police officer, his hand inching closer to his gun and handcuffs. Rommy held the officer's gaze,
"That's me officer." he said, more defiently than he'd meant to. The officer sneered,
"You and you," he pointed to Namir, "Are to come with me. We have questions for you."
Rommy suddenly smiled,
"Then I will obviously comply officer. Just let me get my guitars. They'd get stolen if i left them here." as Rommy turned to pick up his guitars the officer saw the flick knife on the back of his belt. He grinned and grabbed Rommy's arms, pulling them behind his back,
"You have been found carrying an offensive weapon and as such are now a prime suspect. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law..." the officer began rattling of Rommy's right but he shouted over the man,
"Save it for someone who cares!" he shouted as he was handcuffed. The officer turned to Namir and Matt,
"Step away from the wounded boy and come down for questioning peacefully otherwise you two will have to be restrained."

Hey Hurley, you in here?

Hurley barely heard the voice, but understand clearly.

'Yeah, we're coming out now. Me and Adam.' He shouted back, before turning to Adam, lowering his voice.

'Come on then, lets bust this hell hole.'

Another officer shoved Nadir and Matt forward. "You heard him, move it!" shouted the officer. His eyes communicated "You're guilty" to the three of them. Rommy was shoved into the car first, followed by Nadir, then Matt. The door was shut with such velocity the sound of it echoed through the car like a gun shot. Both the officers drove them away quickly.

"It'll take about five minutes to get to the station from here. In between that time, if any of you confess to it, it'll save me and you all some time" said the driving officer. He didn't even look at their reflection.

"You kids should realize something. Whatever the hell's been getting into people, I don't know what bull shit label they give it, it's gotten into a lot of people, so much that the goverment is passing new laws and ordinances left and right. Guilty or not, they're going to come down hard on you kids, so unless you can prove without a doubt you're innocent, they're going to keep hammering you until they get a confession" said the one in the passenger's seat.

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Mr Floyd heard them. "Do you need any help boys?" he asked.

Rommy just sat there with a small smile,
"You guys are a credit to this country." his smile remained but the venom beneath it was clearly audiable, "You take an injured person away from the immediate medical attention that was surely coming in the form of paramedics. And, to top it off, you're dragging two heroes downtown. She saved that guys life and I just saved three babies!"
He swore as he realised something,
"I left the children!" he banged on the back of the driver's chair, "Please! You have to let me go back for them!"
He was going to continue but a quick elbow to the face broke his nose, shutting him up. The officer in the passenger seat grinned,
"I'm sure they'll be fine. Oh and make a note partner..." he turned to his partner, "suspect resisting arrest and assulting a police officer while being detained."
His partner laughed,
"Noted." he said with another laugh. Rommy sat back and looked at Namir and Matt. He smiled reassuringly despite the fact that he was sure that police brutality had long since been an issue for these two officers.

The car came to a dead stop, the two officers exiting the car. They opened the door from both sides, one officer yanking Matt and Rommy out, then once they were out, Nadir was yanked out. They were walked insde the station, which was a dump. Ever since the FES had hit the station, the rising criminal activity went up higher, the affected cops becoming little more then corrupt bullies, although they were by no means the only or even the worst of those hit.

Rommy was shoved into the wall. Rommy, Matt and Nadir, and them only, saw a dark outline around all of them, which flickered like black flames. One of the ones who brought them there only had it halfway, he was watching with an expression showing signs of internal struggle.

The one officer then walked over towards Nadir and Matt with his gun, emptying all but one bullet. "Here's the game boy. Every time you fail to tell us what we want, we spin the trigger and take the shot. There's a 1 in 6 chance of brains being splattered on the floor. So, did you do it?" he asked pointing the gun to Matt's head. Two officers were holding Nadir and Matt firmly in place.

"Here's the game boy. Every time you fail to tell us what we want, we spin the trigger and take the shot. There's a 1 in 6 chance of brains being splattered on the floor. So, did you do it?"

Nadir Struggled, "you bastard, he couldn't have done, it, i found him out cold on the Cafateria floor, surrounded by three other boy's" She continued to struggle until she got an arm free and pushed matt out of the way, "leave him the fuck alone, and let us go, you have no evidence against us" Nadir was sore and tired her hands sending shooting pains through her body from the burns on her hands. "Just let him go" she wimpered as her breathing became hard and short, she started coughing uncontrolably, the officer held her back firmly making sure she didn't get an arm free, she thought back, shit, i left my puffer back in my room. her cough grew worse.

(Everyone forgot about me... J/K)
It took Cris an extreamly long time to lift herself off the ground. Her leg was surely broken. It took her an even longer time to hobble around to the main area.
By that time the police had already taped everything up. Well whop-dee-do, she thought as she got closer to them.
A few DPS rushed at her quickly to check her out and even were preparded to place an oxygen mask on her. Then a man with a red ponytail and a few policemen marched over as if they owned the place and warded them off....

(we didn't forget about you Mi, your character just got luckly, only 3 were taken, you and tom, we're left here for a reason or another lets just Trust Ore-Sama)

(Haha! It's fine! I was just jocking!)

(joking mi joking not Jocking.)