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[TheBestIdiot122]

Logan was walking back to the abandoned house, as he turned the corner he saw a gun store, "Jason's Pile O' Gunz!" Logan laughed at the name, he didn't need some gear, a handgun, and ammo. He walked inside and look around for a bit. He grabbed; Urban camo wear, a new Colt M1191 handgun, ammo for his Springfield, a Colt 9mm SMG, and Bulletproof chest plate, and of course, a skull bandana he would wear over his mouth. The man at the counter was astonished that Logan paid in cash, but it was the last that he had. Logan walked back to the payphone booth and called a couple of people that he knew, he tried to find where Victoria was, or where she would be.

After a bit of calls, he found out that Victoria would be going down a catwalk this afternoon, Logan looked at his watch: It was only 12:00 PM. He had time to set-up in a building across the way. Time for payback. Logan walked back to the abandoned house and got his Springfield, a car was parked in a driveway in the house across from the one he was staying in. He quickly got geared up and walked over to the car, he quickly picked the door lock and got in, and headed downtown.

As he found the place where Victoria would be walking down, he pin-pointed a building he could sit in, The building looked like a parking garage of some sort. He walked over to the building and got to the roof and waited patiently for Victoria.

[AnotherAverageName]

Raymond opened the front door and shut it behind him. He ran upstairs to his bedroom with a bookcase in the corner, when he pulled out a certain book the bookcase slid open. He started to write an article about the scene.

Edited by AnotherAverageName, 01 May 2012 - 08:10 PM.

[Brutii]

Raynold opened the front door and shut it behind him. He ran upstairs to his bedroom and pushed across a bookcase when he pulled out a certain book. The bookcase slid across leading to a small lab and a typewriter. For once, instead of typing he wen't to testing. He looked at the bullet through a microscope and saw finger prints. He tested the fingerprint for any DNA. It managed to pick up enough details, he pressed the finger print onto a special fingerprint sheet and put it into a scanner.

OOC;... who is this? Batman?

[TheBestIdiot122]

Raynold opened the front door and shut it behind him. He ran upstairs to his bedroom and pushed across a bookcase when he pulled out a certain book. The bookcase slid across leading to a small lab and a typewriter. For once, instead of typing he wen't to testing. He looked at the bullet through a microscope and saw finger prints. He tested the fingerprint for any DNA. It managed to pick up enough details, he pressed the finger print onto a special fingerprint sheet and put it into a scanner.

OOC;... who is this? Batman?

Bro, you get a Kudos for that, you just made my day.

[AnotherAverageName]

OOC: Raymond, just like many journalists interfere a lot He does use his brain you know

Edited by AnotherAverageName, 01 May 2012 - 08:10 PM.

[mythicdawnmaster]

Victoria arrived, she got out of the car followed by some bodyguards. She walked into the back-rooms of the building to get made-up and dressed. It took several hours to fully get her ready, and by which time the catwalk was opening. Fashion critics and magazine editors from around america came to watch the latest in latex fashion, the music started, the announcer said his bit, and the prissy audience sat with there legs crossed and there notebooks ready, all waiting to see what would appear on the walkway, all greedy to be the first to adapt it to highstreet trends. A few models walked out before Victoria, with there emotionless faces and still eyes, Victoria was third out, dressed differently to the other models, in a black latex outfit. Her blonde hair down, brushed and wavy over one shoulder, her eyes dark and her lipstick red. She walk with an air of experience and confidence the other models lacked, her face stone cast, and her eyes icy and unreadable. She walked in her towering heels, one hand on her hip, the other swinging beside her.

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[Brutii]

OOC: Raynold, just like many journalists interfere a lot He does use his brain you know

OOC: A journalist doesn't usually have a lab, or scanners or any of that, they get there information from people and from twisting everything said, they don't do it themselves

[AnotherAverageName]

OOC: Ugly dress.... Fine Ill edit it but, he does have a secret room.

He started to write about what he saw and what he think happened but unfortunately he could not mention the mercs who attacked him.

Edited by AnotherAverageName, 30 April 2012 - 07:49 PM.

[TheBestIdiot122]

Logan saw what he thought was Victoria get out of a car. However, the bodyguards were blocking his view, and he couldn't tell. He waited a couple more hours, until his wait paid off, coming down the walkway was Victoria, and he got his Springfield ready, and bolted the round into the chamber. He knew exactly where to aim, he had done the calculations a million times in his head while he waited. Again, everything around him felt like it was in slow motion, he could only hear his breathing, and his heart beat. In and out, In and out, he breathed. He watched the flag as it fell from the wind dying down, this was his chance, and he took it. He gently squeezed the trigger, and the all too familiar feeling of the rifle kick.

To his horror, he saw the flag move again, before the bullet had a chance to hit Victoria, and the bullet where it was suppose to hit, hit her shoulder. "NO!" Logan yelled out, as he tried to bolt another bullet into the chamber, and yet another thing had gone wrong, his Springfield had jammed. "No! NOT NOW YOU PIECE OF s***!" Logan yelled even louder, he knew it was hopeless, to much time had gone by and he had to leave. He picked up his stuff and ran, as fast as he could.

[AnotherAverageName]

Raymond finished his 7 paragraph report and spell checked it twice. He sent it off to be published and went out to review a restaurant. He put on a formal suit, combed his hair and drove to a french restaurant to review the food. On the way he saw Logan running away he pulled over. " What are you doing!?" He asked.

Edited by AnotherAverageName, 01 May 2012 - 08:10 PM.