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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard.         Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4850 days Last activity: 4474 days |
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| Max was mad. Mad, Mad Max, is what he was. He'd spent years building up his life, kissing ass and working hard to climb the business ladder. And now, some hotshot bastards told him he'd have to kill some nobody if he wanted to stay alive. There was NO chance he was gonna get knocked off on account of anybody. He wasn't letting this pass.
Noah Diamond-Stolzman. You were the sucker Maxwell Dillinger was looking to kill. Max had a Magnum stuffed away inside his Armani suit. His short brown hair and cut features gave away his business shark attitude in seconds. He walked right up to the studio building where Noah worked and put on his ski mask. He whipped the TMPs he had stored in his suitcase and ran in, pointing the guns at the secretary. "WHERE IS NOAH DIAMOND-STOLZMAN!" The secretary screamed in panic, "WHO?!" "NOAH DIAMOND-STOLZMAN!" Max emphasized, thrusting the guns forward every syllable. She said "THIRD FLOOR! EDITING!" "Thank you, ma'am." Max said calmly, much to her surprise. He then pistol-whipped her, knocking her out cold. He stepped into the elevator and went into the third floor. He temporarily took the mask off and hid the guns. He found Noah's office and blocked it shut before forcibly evacuating the floor by pulling the fire alarm, shutting off the elevators. Everything was going according to plan. He then moved the obstruction blocking Noah's office and stood at the end of the room, at the end of a sea of cubicles. "NOAH! COME ON OUT!" |
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FX Zombie Marco Since: 03-24-06 Since last post: 3832 days Last activity: 3728 days |
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| Max's demand was met by silence. The screens on the computers of the cubicles were off, and the only light on was glowing from the crack under the office door at the end of the room. After a moment, there was the sound of something falling in the office, followed by glass shattering. Afterwords, silence. | |||
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4850 days Last activity: 4474 days |
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| Max got angry. He whipped out a grenade he had brought with him and pulled the pin, throwing it underhand at the door. He took shelter behind cubicles as it went off, blowing the door to bits. He turned back into the hallway, whipping out the TMPs.
"DON'T MAKE ME USE ANOTHER ONE!" |
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FX Zombie Marco Since: 03-24-06 Since last post: 3832 days Last activity: 3728 days |
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| As the door blew open, Max could see the remains of a strange contraption that included a shotgun dangling from the ceiling and several wires spanning the office. But there was no one inside.
There was the barely audible sound of a shoe scuffing the carpeted floor behind Max as Noah brought the fire extinguisher he held down on his head. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4850 days Last activity: 4474 days |
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| Max's normally great ears had been ringing from the grenade, so he hadn't noticed Noah's movement until the last second. As he dashed forward the fire extinguisher slammed down upon his back, throwing him onto the ground somewhat away. He rolled away quickly before beginning to rise.
"You...bastard!" |
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FX Zombie Marco Since: 03-24-06 Since last post: 3832 days Last activity: 3728 days |
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| Noah quickly unclipped the hose from the extinguisher and began spraying Max in the face with the foam.
He stood at just over six feet, had short black hair, and wore loose black cloth pants, used for martial arts, and a black t-shirt with no sleeves. (Last edited by Super Hiro on 12-12-07 09:33 PM) |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4850 days Last activity: 4474 days |
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| Max covered his face and disappeared into the cubicles, clutching his Uzis tight. The office became silent again. Max was being very, very quiet. | |||
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FX Zombie Marco Since: 03-24-06 Since last post: 3832 days Last activity: 3728 days |
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| Without turning his back on the cubicles, Noah carefully approached the demolished office door. He unfastened the shotgun from it's perch, and approached where Max had run off to.
Without warning, he tossed the fire extinguisher over the cubicle farm and, when it reached the peak of it's arc, fired. The slug easily penetrated the thin metal of the extinguisher. Noah quickly ducked behind one of the cubicles as the extinguisher exploded, spewing metal and foam everywhere. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4850 days Last activity: 4474 days |
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| Max laughed as he dashed forward. Odd luck being in the same cubicle, wasn't it? He moved to tackle Noah faster than Noah could pump the gun and shoot, opting to tackle him through the wall. Both their guns would be knocked away and Max could smack the bastard around a few times. |
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