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<blockquote data-quote="The Crimster" data-source="post: 181675" data-attributes="member: 2511">Randy rears back and delivers a solid kick to the door, just below the door knob.&nbsp; A loud CRACK! is heard as it is flung open, ripping a piece of the door frame with it.The back window is open, the curtains flapping in the wind.&nbsp; Rain pours in from outside, drenching Alan's desk and papers.&nbsp; Something else about the room is different, but you can't say what - because it is obvious that the study is most certainly not empty.&nbsp; You see three men, standing and glaring at your group, menace in their eyes and weapons in their hands.&nbsp; Whatever you might have expected - be it more bees or bugs - this is not it.All of the men are in their mid to late thirties.&nbsp; The one against the back left wall is tall and thin, and wearing a trench coat over his slight frame.&nbsp; His long hair is dyed pitch black, and hangs in his face, a wet mess.&nbsp; Several facial piercings can be seen, some of them in unusual places.&nbsp; His mouth is set in a toothy grimace, and from here you can see he is breathing hard, almost wheezing.&nbsp; He is holding a metallic baseball bat in one hand.&nbsp; The bat is odd in that it appears that the end is completely covered with shards of glass, perhaps glued there in some way.The man on the far right is wearing what appears to be - of all things - a uniform for McDonalds.&nbsp; It is fresh and clean, although dripping wet.&nbsp; He is medium sized and muscular.&nbsp; Though he is in his mid to late thirties as well - his short hair is pure white, but perhaps it is dyed.&nbsp; The look on his face as he stares at your group is pure loathing, as if you are some type of... roach, or something.&nbsp; A litany of mumbled curses spill from his mouth.&nbsp; A small, red book is held in his left hand.&nbsp; He wears a&nbsp; McDonalds name badge that simply says, &quot;Bobby&quot;.The third man is odd as well.&nbsp; For all intents and purposes, he looks like an overweight insurance salesman.&nbsp; He's wearing a suit, slacks, and a loosened tie that perhaps went out about 10 years ago.&nbsp; Curly brownish hair, dripping with rain from outside, covers the top of a furrowed brow.&nbsp; In his hands, a double barreled shotgun, aimed directly at your group.&nbsp; &quot;Dirty... meats,&quot;&nbsp; He snarls at the group.All this you take in - in a matter of a split second.&nbsp; But before you can react, the loud retort of the shotgun goes off!Sam is lifted up and flung back against the hallway wall, his clothes and flesh ripped open by the blast.&nbsp; He hits and falls to the ground with a grunt.&nbsp; He weakly grabs a hold of his stomach, now a red and tangled mess.&nbsp; His eyes are wide open with shock and surprise.&nbsp; Both Randy and Alex look at Sam, themselves stunned.&nbsp; A splattering of blood covers both of their faces, but they don't seem to realize it.Things just went from bad to worse.OOC: Ouch! No, you guys are not surprised.&nbsp; Business Man is just fast!&nbsp; Sam is hurt bad - how bad, you don't know.&nbsp; I need actions.&nbsp; Right now, only Randy and Sam are in the line of fire.&nbsp; Alex and Dr. Silver are off to the side, and Kristoff is upstairs.&nbsp; I need to wait until I hear from everyone due to initiative order.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="The Crimster, post: 181675, member: 2511"] Randy rears back and delivers a solid kick to the door, just below the door knob. A loud [b]CRACK![/b] is heard as it is flung open, ripping a piece of the door frame with it. The back window is open, the curtains flapping in the wind. Rain pours in from outside, drenching Alan's desk and papers. Something else about the room is different, but you can't say what - because it is obvious that the study is most certainly not empty. You see three men, standing and glaring at your group, menace in their eyes and weapons in their hands. Whatever you might have expected - be it more bees or bugs - this is not it. All of the men are in their mid to late thirties. The one against the back left wall is tall and thin, and wearing a trench coat over his slight frame. His long hair is dyed pitch black, and hangs in his face, a wet mess. Several facial piercings can be seen, some of them in unusual places. His mouth is set in a toothy grimace, and from here you can see he is breathing hard, almost wheezing. He is holding a metallic baseball bat in one hand. The bat is odd in that it appears that the end is completely covered with shards of glass, perhaps glued there in some way. The man on the far right is wearing what appears to be - of all things - a uniform for McDonalds. It is fresh and clean, although dripping wet. He is medium sized and muscular. Though he is in his mid to late thirties as well - his short hair is pure white, but perhaps it is dyed. The look on his face as he stares at your group is pure loathing, as if you are some type of... roach, or something. A litany of mumbled curses spill from his mouth. A small, red book is held in his left hand. He wears a McDonalds name badge that simply says, "Bobby". The third man is odd as well. For all intents and purposes, he looks like an overweight insurance salesman. He's wearing a suit, slacks, and a loosened tie that perhaps went out about 10 years ago. Curly brownish hair, dripping with rain from outside, covers the top of a furrowed brow. In his hands, a double barreled shotgun, aimed directly at your group. [b]"Dirty... meats,"[/b] He snarls at the group. All this you take in - in a matter of a split second. But before you can react, the loud retort of the shotgun goes off! Sam is lifted up and flung back against the hallway wall, his clothes and flesh ripped open by the blast. He hits and falls to the ground with a grunt. He weakly grabs a hold of his stomach, now a red and tangled mess. His eyes are wide open with shock and surprise. Both Randy and Alex look at Sam, themselves stunned. A splattering of blood covers both of their faces, but they don't seem to realize it. Things just went from bad to worse. [color=red]OOC: Ouch! No, you guys are not surprised. Business Man is just fast! Sam is hurt bad - how bad, you don't know. I need actions. Right now, only Randy and Sam are in the line of fire. Alex and Dr. Silver are off to the side, and Kristoff is upstairs. I need to wait until I hear from everyone due to initiative order.[/color] [/QUOTE]

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