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the_campus2014-02-05 10:45 pm
vengeance_driven) wrote in the_campus2014-02-05 10:45 pm
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Have a car thief with no cars
[Do you know what happens when you put a confused Serb Yugoslavian expatriate in the middle of a strange building in a strange place while he's in the possession of his favorite carbine rifle? He skulks through a hallway quietly, looking for a way out.
Niko nears a window with his back to the wall. And off in the distance? That jungle? That sure wasn't Middle Park. Not long before he heard something that sounded like the most fucked up war-zone he's ever been near. More rushing fire, less bullets. So he's just playing it careful until he finds some sort of damned map.
First he finds a soda machine, though. And that soda machine is not a Sprunk soda machine. He ventures closer, pokes it with the gun as if that's going to help anything, and moves to look behind it as if he's searching for the mechanism for a bomb in an obviously fake piece of inexplicable equipment. Surveillance maybe?
He's pretty sure he's not in Liberty State, anymore.]
Oh, here we go. [Traces of his Balkan accent in those sarcastic sounding words he goes back around to the front of the soda machine, not creeping along for the time being and with his rifle lowered at his side. He's ready to hop behind that thing defensively though.]
((OOC: New person, new character. Niko Bellic from GTA IV. Snarky bastard but pretty friendly and easy to reason down.))
Niko nears a window with his back to the wall. And off in the distance? That jungle? That sure wasn't Middle Park. Not long before he heard something that sounded like the most fucked up war-zone he's ever been near. More rushing fire, less bullets. So he's just playing it careful until he finds some sort of damned map.
First he finds a soda machine, though. And that soda machine is not a Sprunk soda machine. He ventures closer, pokes it with the gun as if that's going to help anything, and moves to look behind it as if he's searching for the mechanism for a bomb in an obviously fake piece of inexplicable equipment. Surveillance maybe?
He's pretty sure he's not in Liberty State, anymore.]
Oh, here we go. [Traces of his Balkan accent in those sarcastic sounding words he goes back around to the front of the soda machine, not creeping along for the time being and with his rifle lowered at his side. He's ready to hop behind that thing defensively though.]
((OOC: New person, new character. Niko Bellic from GTA IV. Snarky bastard but pretty friendly and easy to reason down.))
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Is quite possibly the most shiny Egyptian looking kid he's ever seen. With a deck of cards. Alright.]
I will remember bouquet of flowers next time I am kidnapped. It is nice when I'm warned so I can be ready. What, this is a school?
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Malik has to take a moment to understand Niko's accent. It's not his first language so they can be a bit difficult for him at times. Don't mind the incredulous staring.]
Yeah, it's a school. [At least this guy doesn't seem so threatening despite the gun.]
Nobody to shoot here! So maybe you should put that away, huh?
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I would rather hang on to it. Call it healthy paranoia because I'm not used to finding sudden jungles outside of the window.
[Though he's looking kind of baffled, and he mouths a word to himself that means school in Serbian, so it probably looks confusing.]
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The jungle's not going to maul you. [But Malik might if that gun stays out much longer. It's making him bristle.]
We're on an island, and you've been kidnapped like the rest of us.