Cops & Robbers TF style

[Boy_Wonder06]

Hello people, once again some genious ahs coem up with another roleplay idea, this one is based on cops and robbers, but due to its nature i am imposing some minor rules, just to make sure things do not get out of hand.


No insulting comment scan be made.
No reference to Rape or Terrorists can be made.
Please do not take this roleplay topic to serious.Anyone found break these rules will be dealt with accordingly.
Thanks, i will now pass you onto the genious otherwise known as Patriot!

Enjoy!

[Patriot1776]

Miami, Florida, 2000

"Johnny! Is this your wife?" Johnny was about to puke, he had only been on the force for three weeks and now this happens. "Johnny! Answer my question!"
"Y-Y-"
"Johnny!"
"Yes already!"
"It's okay Johnny. Calm down. We'll handle this."
"What do you mean it's okay! My wife was just murdered!"
"Calm down! Johnny I'm telling you! We'll handle this!"
"At least tell me who did this!"
"It was a gang banger by the name of Riccardo Rodriguez. He's the leader of The Black Knives."
"Thank you. I'll be going now."
"One more thing. Give me your gun."
"Why?"
"I don't want you to handle this by yourself."
"But I'm still on duty."
"Not anymore. You're taking a three week vacation!"

Miami, Florida, 2006, 11:00 PM

Inspector John Jamison stepped into his office. It had been six years since his wife's murder, but he still had a 14-year-old daughter to take care of. Now he was a well respected Inspector who got the job done at any cost. Even if it meant going outside protocol.
His phone rang. "Inspector Jamison, you have a call on line one."
"Put it through"
As large pause occured and then a raspy voice answered. "This inspector Jamison?"
"Yeah. What do you need."
"I'm going to be holding a couple of drug sales this week. It would be in your best interest not to interfere. Got it."
"I'm sorry sir, but I can not allow that."
"But..."
"The answer is no."
"ALRIGHT YOU PIG! IF THESE DURGS DON'T MAKE IT THROUGH YOUR DAUGHTER WILL END UP LIKE YOUR SWEETHESRT SIX YEARS AGO!"

The line went dead.

[Mikhael]

Miami florida 2000

Dominov put sown the fone and smilied his evil smile . Looking in the nearby mirror he winked at him self and walked out the room . His brother , had left the kitchen a mess , no worry he thought . he was moving anyway -soon -this was his big break he had being doing small jobs until now when he had his first target a new police officers's wife , an easy one to start. he smilied again ,imagining what he could bye with all the money the 10,000 dollars he was being paid ...

Miami Florida 2006
" yes "
" its me the shipments coming in tonight "
" Hmm... thought its ment to be next week "
" no change of plan word has it that the old officer jonny was on to us "
" Damn , its ok ill handle him just be there at 12 o'clock tonight "

He put down the fone , earlier than expected but he could do it . He glanced at his watch , 7 hours till midnight better get ready and do a little job

"This inspector Jamison?"
"Yeah. What do you need."
"I'm going to be holding a couple of drug sales this week. It would be in your best interest not to interfere. Got it."
"I'm sorry sir, but I can not allow that."
"But..."
"The answer is no."
"ALRIGHT YOU PIG! IF THESE DURGS DON'T MAKE IT THROUGH YOUR DAUGHTER WILL END UP LIKE YOUR SWEETHESRT SIX YEARS AGO!"

he hung up and smilied , that'll keep him scared he though
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11:30 pm

Dominov quickly climbed in the black car , quickly slipping two guns into the car , one in the glove box and the other under the seat in the modified holder and another in his coat pocket . checking his watch and pulling out the fone , he pondered over what to buy fist with the 3million dollars he was being paid with tonight ...

" Hello "
" Its time "

the line went dead , dominov pulled out of the driveway and pulled on to the nearby free way ...

[Patriot1776]

Jamison leaned back in his seat. This was probably nothing. His wife's murder had made the front page. Probably just some wise-ass punk.
"Inspector Jamison"
He leaped back up. It was his secretary
"Yes"
"We have reports of mysterious activity down by South Cove Beach"
"I'm on it"
"Wait"
"What is it?"
"Straight from the top floor. Don't make the same mistake you made last time."
"What's that?"
"Our superiors like to have our criminals convicted before they are executed."
"I'll see what I can do."

South Cove Beach, 11:15

He slowly pulled his car up a side street and drove into a small grove. From here he could see some Vietnamese kid hiding in a small cove. In the shadows were at least two people, maybe more. "Well here goes nothing."
He grabbed his sidearm and swiftly, yet silently, moved forward. The two people in the shadows were an African -American and what appeared to be a Caucasian male. By the looks of it he was of German or Slavic descent. Each of them, including the Vietnamese kid, were holding a large bag of cocaine. "If that isn't evidence then I don't know what is." Jamison whispered to himself. He loaded his gun and walked forward.
"Hey punk!" In the blink of an eye the Caucasian kid was lying in a pool of blood. The African-American pulled out a pistol. He fired two shots before receiving two shots to the heart. Jamison looked around. That Vietnamese kid was still hiding somewhere. In a dark corner of the cove he could hear whimpering. He stepped forward, it was the Vietnamese kid. "Please, don't hur..." Jamison had rammed his gun into the kids mouth. "Too late punk!"

The Next Day

"Jamison! Your handling of those kids was totally out of line!"
"What do you expect! They fired at me!"
"Witnesses say YOU fired the first shots."
"Someone has to clear out these criminals."
"Well we can't go putting the courts out of business! That's SEVEN in just this month Jamison, I'm going to have to put my foot down!"
"What do you mean?"
"You're being reassigned!"

[Mikhael]

dominov took aim from the high up building with his sniper rifle taking aim he fired a shot at the 2 kids . After several gun shots the kids lay dead , perfect he thought to himself the trap had worked .

Climbing through the broken window and on the the fire escape he silently climbed down and walked over to his car . Genius he thought . Give two kids 2 big bags of sugar and make a fake call to a police man , now the dreaded officer was out of action . climbing into his car he pulled out his fone.

" its time now "
" Okay , were here at SOUTH EAST COVE BEACH

Chuckling to himself off he eased the car out of the concealed hiding place and drove past the police officer who was standing over the bodies and dove past an Ambulance and 3 police cars ...

[Patriot1776]

Jamison browsed through the magazine section at the local general store. Since this was only a temporary suspension he left his daughter in the care of er bst friends family. While she was off having fun, he would be sitting around in this boring suburb. It had been one week and the only calls he received were complaints.
He walked towards the register to make his purchase. Standing in front of him were two sixteen-year-old boys purchasing a couple of porno mags. On e of the kids had a smirk on his face Somethings up with these kids
The cashier turned for one second and both boys pulled out two large shotguns. "This is a stickup!" The cashier just stood there is disbelief. "Just put the money in the bag and we'll leave!"
"Hey you forgot something!" The kid swerved around. Jamison drew his gun and planted a bullet into the kids chest. The kid went flying over the counter. The other one made a run for the door, but he went flying out of the display window with a bullet in the back of his head.
Jamison ran outside. At that moment a car was speeding up. The driver jumped out of the car when he saw Jamison. This time the robber was carrying an AK-47. In the blink of an eye Jamison fired. When the smoke cleared the boys body was lying in a pool of blood.
In the distance he heard sirens. "Better get back to work" He moved over to the dead boys body. "Now where would a teenager get a gun like that?"