Knuckles can't concertrate while his teacher is letchuring the class. So he gets himself in to trouble just to get out of there.

Keyes adjusts the sunglasses so they hide his eyes, and dumps the cop in a hedge. He switches off the cop's radio, picks up the pistol, and turns to Nick.

Nick...didn't expect to see you here. What brings you to this neck of the woods?

Name:Adrian Smith
Starting point:Revsville Police Department
Job:Police Officer
IF faced with a life and death deicsion would probualy:Try to act calm
Skin color:White
Racial Background:Scottish, Irish
Childhood:Grew up in a family full of Policemen
Hooby:Going to the Shooting Range
Hometown:Revsville
Special Strengths/weaknesses:Very good with his Glock. But very bad when it comes to Actually shooting someone
Extra Abilitys:Can run pretty fast.
Hair color:black
Criminal Record;None what so ever
Why is in Revsville:He has lived here since he was born.

This post has been edited by Kamikaze on May 30, 2005 05:08 pm

Name:David Correa
Nick Name (if any) and a reason why: Cream.... cause he loves ice cream
Starting point: In a hotel suite
Job: Marine
IF faced with a life and death deicsion would probualy: Fight till the death
Skin color:white, lightly tanned
Racial Background:American
Childhood:Grew up in a rundown shop until a marine found him and raised him
Hobby: Making weapons from many items
Hometown: San Fransico, California
Special Strengths/weaknesses: Strengths: is good with guns and weapons hwe has made Weaknesses: Some times gets sick at the sight of brain matter
Extra Abilitys:can make guns from partrs of other guns
Hair color:Dirty Blonde
Criminal Record; None
Why is in Revsville: On base working on a project for the Marines and making experimental weapons

(passed, both fo you, jsut dave, don't be a suparman)

Oh, i just am going to school, trying to become a director, plus, i heard you where coming here, so I have started up a life, and there has been some trouble in the past months, figured they oculd use some help

Nick takes a cuban cigar out of his coat an matches, starts to smoke

*puff* *blow out* Where are you staying?

They continue to talk, when they are finished, Nick throws the last bit of his cigar to the ground as they walk away, a torn up hand smuthers the flame

Name: Sergio Ryker
Nick name: Aces, cause he always cheats wit aces at poker
Starting point: Revsville Bar
Job: Ex STARS member, currently bounty hunter
If faced wit life or death situation would probably:Look for a quick way out, take advantage of situation(mayb get some money out of it), or if all else fails, get lethal.
Skin collor: Mildly tan
Racial background: Brazilian/American
Child Hood:born in LA, moved back to Brasil where in the midst of a gang war lost his father and was shot in his left hand that he now wears a rag over for superstition.
Hobby: Drinking
Hometown: Los Angeles, CA
Special Strengths/Weaknesses: Strengths:Crack shot from STARS training, average athlete, Weakeness: soft spot for women and alcohol, gets confused sometimes.
Extra Abilities: Can scale walls, can lock pick, knos how to negotiate.
Hair color: Dirty blonde
Criminal Record:known for using brute force, alcohol abuse, at age 31 after being kicked off the force went on a killing spree on a mafia family claiming "Im not a cop anymore, i dont play by the rules anymore!"
Why in Revsville: Drifter, no place in life, currently hunting down Sam Goodman for a $147,000 bounty.

[COLOR=green]Bar tender: Havent seen u before stranger....
Sergio: Just got into town, lookin for a place to crash.
[COLOR=red]His accent, once heavy with portuguese, now flowed like a waterfall with perfect sound of a regular american.
[COLOR=green]Bar tend: Wat'll it be?
Sergio: Shot and a brew and keep it coming.
[COLOR=red]Just then the music kicks up and a stripper gets on stage, her sandy blonde hair flowing under her cowboy hat. Makes me miss being with a woman. Just then a woman makes eyes with me, her hair golden curls. She talks to me, asks me if i wanna get outta here, i say yes. Im suprised out of all this, women usually take one look at me and kno theres something wrong with me. We rent out a lousy room in a lousy part of town............Goldie..........she says her name is Goldie.......

(Hope u like my story, c if u can guess where i got most of it from)

Ok, i need help wit the color thing.

Like this, without spaces:
[ C O LO R= p u r p l e ] Yo, wassup! [ / c o l o r]

Some cheap motel outside of town. The cops never seem to look for me in the cheap accomodation. They expect me to stay in expensive hotels with a balcony showing a great view. Morons.

Keyes looks at the pistol, and snorts with disgust.

This revolver's a POS. I've stolen better weapons than this from a truck cab.

He sticks the pistol back in his jacket, and suddenly smashes the window of a car next to him. He unlocks the door, and gets in, pulling out the wires under the steering wheel.

I'm gonna head back to my cheap motel. Need a lift wherever you're going?

[COLOR=red]Three hours later I got my pants pulled up and my shirt on and my head feels several sizes too big and i realize Goldies dead. I check her over and i see something i didnt notice the night before, a bite mark on her left shoulder. It looks like it ad happened recently. I know this wasnt an ordinary bite, this bite looked like it had something toxic in it, and it looked human. She was murdered....she was murdered and i was right here when it happened.
[COLOR=green]Who ever killed u is gonna pay Goldie....
[COLOR=red]I left the room after calling an ambulance, knowing it was already too late for her but not wanting to be around when a suspicious maid pokes her head into the room.
First stop, Resville Bar, and every low life ass hole that are there.....

Noise emites from his radio....

Atte....io......report in report in...pe...ty....off...er....m..ing..
Mrchace adjusts the channel tuner on his radio so the transmission comes in better....he speaks into it

Please repeat...this is Officer Jordan Chace....Car number 233....K9 Unit....Again Please Repeat
voice emites from the radio again

Roger that....Attention All Units in the Downtown area...Officer reported missing....I repeat officer reported missing all availiable units in the downtown are.

Mrchace dons his Kevlar vest/Jacket and holsters his .228 Pistol and runs out the door...he reaches into the chest of his jacket and pulled the keys to his Dotsun 280 ZX SP...He unlocks the door and starts the car up...he sets up his light changer and speeds towards the downtown area

( i wont nikku, i just like marines and my dad, many of my uncles and my grandfather were marines)

Pulls out a cigarette and starts to smoke it

Man i really want a mission to all of a sudden pop up

Voice emittes from radio

David, we need you at the base pronto, we have a mission for you, Over.

Roger that General Hawkins, Over and out.

Speak of the devil! WOOHOO

Gets out car keys for his Jeep and runs out of house and gets in jeep and drives off

Knuckles walks down the hall, after getting sent out of class, and decides to have a short day. So he decides to walk to his friends house and play some games.While they are playing games, the phone rings, his friend answers it and passes it to him.

...Hello?....What happened?....Oh no...I can't believe this is happening!!!...I'll be right there! Wait for me, ok?!

Whats wrong Knucks?

I have to go, bye...

Knuckles runs out of the house and sprints back home...

This post has been edited by Gneralas on June 01, 2005 06:06 am

Ok DO NOT MAKE THE STORY UNTILL yOU ARE APRROOVED AND THERE IS NO STARS TEAM, THIS IS COMPLETELY ORIGINAL!!!!!! FFS, SO YOUR NOT EX STARS AND DON"T STARTING MAKING STORY UNTILL YOU ARE APPROVED!!!!!!!!! WHICH YOU ARE, BUT DONT BE A FUCKING SUPARMAN, NO FUCKING STARS, WAIT TO BE APPROVED FOR FUCKS SAKE!!!!!!