Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Let's grab a bounty!

He sat in the cockpit of his shuttle, the Cursed Sarlacc. He looked over to [member="Dargu"], who was sitting next to him. "Man, we really fething need another job, I'm broke". He said, letting out a long, dry, sigh. "You wanna stop at Coruscant? Maybe grab a drink or two? Well, this time you ain't gotta smash no bottles, we've killed enough police for one night", He chuckled, quite loudly. He looked around the cockpit, waiting for a response.
 
Dargu stood at the rear of the cockpit, picking shards of glass from his palm. "We can have drink, maybe meet some yum-yums that are dancing? Wormhead yum-yums?" Was the only response he offered. He walked over to the front of the cockpit and sat down in the copilot seat, looking over at [member="Al Gorlock"]
 
"Man, ain't no one findin' ya pretty, man!" He said, chuckling. He quickly brought the thruster down, heading over to the planet of Coruscant. "Man, whole Coruscant is controlled by them...watcha-ma-call it...Sith! Yeah, Sith!" He said. By now, the ship was now in Coruscant. He quickly searched for a landing pad, before discovering one, only a few miles away. "Man, if we get into any trouble, lemme do all the talkin'. Don't kill nobody", He said, slowly bringing the ship down onto the landing pad. "C'mon!" He said, exiting the ship with [member="Dargu"] and stepping onto the landing pad.
 
Dargu nodded, following [member="Al Gorlock"] out of the ship. "I much yum yum, more than you!" He argued, standing up taller and puffing out his chest. "Where we go to?" He asked, bolstering his gun that he had taken out to inspect. He stretched his limbs, feeling fresh as ever, even after the events of the night.
 
"Listen, we-" He was interuppted as a dock officer started shouting. "YOU NEED A FETHING LANDING PERMIT, GET OUTTA HERE!" The officer shouted. Al sighed, before looking to [member="Dargu"] and nodding. "Show this nice man our...permit", He said to Dargu.
 
Dargu shot the man in the face before he could react, and then stomped down hard on his face, smashing his skull under his huge foot. " I thirsty, let's go drink. " he said, looking around for a place to drink at. "You know it not safe for us on Coruscant, we got to go to other planet." He said to [member="Al Gorlock"] , but he kept looking for a bar, wondering where he could find one.
 
"I SAID DON'T KILL NOBODY! MY FETHING PERMIT WAS IN THE FETHING SHIP, YOU MOTHERFETHER!" He shouted, continuing to shout insults and other phrases. "This is fethin' insane. Who fething lined me up with you? I never agreed to any of this karking stuff!" He said, exiting the docking bay. He headed towards Downtown Coruscant when he noticed a large, expensive, and luxorious bar...at least it was on the outside. "Remember, don't...kill...anybody!" He said, heading into the bar. He sat down, ordering a Potwa beer. "You see, I enjoy injuring people, alright? But we can't kill nobody over these, got it?" He asked, taking a large sip of the alcoholic beverage. "That guard back 'ere, he probably had fething family, man! He only wanted some papers and you fething kill 'em!" He said, rage filling up in his voice.

[member="Dargu"]
 
"He yell. I shoot. Can't let civies get in way." He said, quoting [member="Al Gorlock"] with a deep chuckle. He say down at the bar, taking a large bottle of whiskey and chugging it halfway down. "We be rich when sell Sith scum!" He said, raising his voice and finishing his bottle with a loud belch.
 
"Eh, manners, my man!" He said, sipping his whiskey. He looked around the bar when he noticed four police officers enter. "Don't look at 'em, just act normal, man", He said, sipping the whiskey. The police slowly walked over to the two mercanaries and Al quickly looked forward, ignoring them. "Both of you, get up, your under arrest for murder of several police officers", The voice said. "Sir, we've been 'ere all day, we didn't kill nobody!" He said. That is when the police officer grabbed [member="Dargu"]'s shoulder. "Get up, motherfether! You see, the police 'ere ain't as friendly as they are where you come from", The officer said, laughing. "They're corrupt", Al said, not caring about the officers. "GET UP! DO IT, BIG GUY! I'LL FETHING KILL YOU!" The officer grabbing Dargu shouted at him.
 
Slowly and menacingly, Dargu stood, glaring down at the smaller police officer. His hand snapped out, grabbing the man around his neck. Snarling, he snapped it with ease and tossed the corpse across the room. "I stand. You die." He said, whipping out his pistols and opening fire just as the police did the same. He began to laugh maniacally as people began screaming and fleeing the cantina. "Die now, fools!" He screamed, dropping his pistols. He turned, grabbing the bar in two hands, grunting under the strain. "DIE!!" He screamed, hurling the bar and crushing the three remaining police. He stood, panting, until he turned, glaring at [member="Al Gorlock"] "We leave now. So much for no kill."
 
"You-fine!" He said, running out the front door, but by then it was too late. Around seventy police speeders were parked outside, with a lot more cops. "FREEZE!" One of the officers shouted. "You can't win this one, it is impossible. We have to surrender", He said, slowly raising his hands into the air.

[member="Dargu"]

(Keep in mind, there is more than seventy-five cops here, with guns. It would literally be impossible to kill them all without death)
 
Grumbling angrily, Dargu took a few steps forward and raising his hands in the air. "Fine. First chance we get, we kill all." He muttered. "We not kill all, we let you take us." He called out to the cops, snarling angrily. [member="Al Gorlock"]

((Dargu cannot die unless all of his molecular structure is destroyed. Bu I'll have him give up anyway.))
 
"Eh, calm down. It ain't that bad, ya know? Maybe we wouldn't be 'ere if you wouldn't have slaughtered everythin' in sight!" He said angrily. "Get on your stomach, hands on the back of your head!" An officer called out. Al slowly got down, placing his hands behind his head. "Got a plan?" He asked, as he was being hand-cuffed.

[member="Dargu"]
 
"Hrr, my plan be kill all, but you say no. I have no other plan." Dargu said angrily, allowing himself to be handcuffed by an officer. He slid to the ground, unresisting as a cop took away his weaponry and they surrounded him, guns raised. He stood and followed the police as they prodded him along, taking a seat in the backseat of their police vehicle as they directed [member="Al Gorlock"] to sit next to him.
 
He climbed in, ignoring the sound of the loud door slamming shut. "Goob job, [member="Dargu"], you got us arrested!" He said, faking the tone of joy in his voice. "I should've never taken this job, I...told...you...to...get...the...papers, and what did you do? YOU KILLED 'EM, THAT IS WHAT YA DID!" He shouted. "Shut up, back there!" One of the officers said, as he took off down the street.
 
Dargu leaned over and whispered in [member="Al Gorlock"] 's ear. "I kill them." He whispered, gesturing at the four troopers in the front. "Once they dead, you drive away. Yes?" He said, flexing his hands.
 
He nodded slightly, grinning devilishly. He then pointed to the officers, consealing his chuckle. He nodded once more, waiting to see what [member="Dargu"] was fixing to do.
 
Roaring like a maniac, Dargu leapt forward, snapping his cuffs and charging the police. He grabbed one in each hand and flung them at the other police speeders, and then snatching the gun from the hands of the other officer, shoring him and the driver. "You take wheel before crash!" He yelled, opening fire on one of the speeders with his newly acquired blaster rifle. He ducked down for a second, taking two blaster pistols from the dead troopers and shoving them in his holsters. He stopped to check what model they were first, and saw that they were 'Renegade' Heavy blasters pistols. He rose and started to rain fire at the speeders. "GO!" He shouted at [member="Al Gorlock"]
 
He jumped into the driver's seat, hand-cuffs still on. "IT'S HARD TO DRIVE WITH THESE THINGS ON!" He shouted, driving down an alley and almost hitting the large wall. He quickly sped down the street, quickly taking a right. He continued to head down the street, sweat pouring from his forehead. "WHERE WE HEADIN' TOO?" He shouted, continuing to drive straight.

[member="Dargu"]
 
Dargu grunted as he dived in front of [member="Al Gorlock"] , taking a volley of blasts that would have killed the driver. He jumped into the passengers seat, shooting down a few troopers who were standing up in their speeders, shooting at them. "We go back to ship, get off planet soon. Sell Sith to Jedi, and leave." He said, ducking as a stormtrooper sent a few shots at his head.
 

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