Greston
19-11-2007, 22:06
The two thugs both spaniards sat down at the table, across from the nonsense speaking frenchmen who was there to strike a trade with the two organizations. The frenchmen tried to bring them to agreement by going off subject by talking about guns, liquor, jobs, sports all the the things you could think of that doesn't have anything to do with illegal terrorist weapon trades, the french would talk about. "Eh, ta killing 'em is ta best part, no? Its be alot more fun when it unsuspected though. War fighting kills, ehh? No. They not for meh, they know they going to die sent out to ta combat." The two thugs shook their heads in agreement, mindlessly, as the frenchmen carried on, "Yes, you know, like in ta first Star Wars. No?" the two thugs kept on shaking their heads yes but then they slowed down and stopped and starting shaking their head conufused, they looked at each other and the one on the right rolled his eyes. "Well, it be a good movie, si. Ey mesa speaka Espanol! Si this guy, Han Solo, si, this bounty hunter hunter putza guns to him, si," The frenchmen paused and then two guns shots cracked from under the table and the two spaniards fell to the table and their eyes rolled inside their head. "See, a like that, he fried the bounty hunters stomach aye, just like that." The frenchmen stood up and kneeled down next one of the thugs and started slapping on the side of the head as he carried on, "Si, sad, sad, sad, si, it was a good movie you should watch it some time, aye?" The frenchmen looked up to see a russian, two more frenchmen, and someone who looked like he came from an Italian household run in with either a Colt Desert Eagle or a Glock 17 in hand. The original frenchmen calmed them down, and then a man with a german accent walked in screaming and cursing about the mess. Just by how he walked and the gestures he gave off showed that he was obviously a higher rank. "Vut the hell happened here?! Sie sein hier in minutes! Minutes! Wir now have ein more enemy. Ein very powerful enemy." The frenchmen stood up fully and said, "Calm down, eh." and walked over to the goon and handed him an AK-74 and patted him on the back as he walked past him. The german cursed under his breath and followed the frenchmen out of the shack.
Muerte Mal Headquarters
"Aliado tener martar de dos recaderos!" (Allies have killed your two messengers!) yelled another spanish thug, only thsi thug was at the Muerte Mal Meadquarters that isn't to far from the area were the trade was supposed to take place. "Eque recaderos?" (What messengers?) replied the officer as he got up to walk the man to the armory. "Fello Deis and Derera. Vosotros madared ellos comercio." (You sent them to trade.), "Ah. Muertre ellos! Ir armore." (Death to them! Go to the armory.) Both of the emn walked through the door way and then they continued walking through two more hallways until they arrived in front of a door where many noises were coming out of. The officer and the thug walked inside and saw at least thirty some odd men doing various jobs of chores. "Atencion!" All of the men snapped to attention, if they were holding a gun they pointed it down at the ground and dropped whatever else they had in their hand. "Nosotros deber martar pasado aliado! Ellos martar recaderos asi nosotros deber martar ellos! De listo?" All of the men in the room screamed and cheered for their advancment because it ment that they got to go and kill something for once. "Bueno." stated the officer and he put on a vest, and grabbed a few more guns and weapons. After all 37 men were armed to the teeth they walked outside and hopped onto HMWWVs. They started the jeeps and started the drive to the small battle of terrorist organizations that would take place.
To my terrorists
Ello, I just wanted to say that if you would like to be apart of a organization that will change the world see Barebga Jacob.
OOC:
If you want to be apart of this just have a charachter find his way into one of the bases, or you can visit Jacob.
After a little bit of rp that spanish terrorist group will be killed so you won't have to go crazy over the different languages, but the german fellow will speak german every once and a awhile, he really only speaks it when he's mad so don't piss him off.
Muerte Mal Headquarters
"Aliado tener martar de dos recaderos!" (Allies have killed your two messengers!) yelled another spanish thug, only thsi thug was at the Muerte Mal Meadquarters that isn't to far from the area were the trade was supposed to take place. "Eque recaderos?" (What messengers?) replied the officer as he got up to walk the man to the armory. "Fello Deis and Derera. Vosotros madared ellos comercio." (You sent them to trade.), "Ah. Muertre ellos! Ir armore." (Death to them! Go to the armory.) Both of the emn walked through the door way and then they continued walking through two more hallways until they arrived in front of a door where many noises were coming out of. The officer and the thug walked inside and saw at least thirty some odd men doing various jobs of chores. "Atencion!" All of the men snapped to attention, if they were holding a gun they pointed it down at the ground and dropped whatever else they had in their hand. "Nosotros deber martar pasado aliado! Ellos martar recaderos asi nosotros deber martar ellos! De listo?" All of the men in the room screamed and cheered for their advancment because it ment that they got to go and kill something for once. "Bueno." stated the officer and he put on a vest, and grabbed a few more guns and weapons. After all 37 men were armed to the teeth they walked outside and hopped onto HMWWVs. They started the jeeps and started the drive to the small battle of terrorist organizations that would take place.
To my terrorists
Ello, I just wanted to say that if you would like to be apart of a organization that will change the world see Barebga Jacob.
OOC:
If you want to be apart of this just have a charachter find his way into one of the bases, or you can visit Jacob.
After a little bit of rp that spanish terrorist group will be killed so you won't have to go crazy over the different languages, but the german fellow will speak german every once and a awhile, he really only speaks it when he's mad so don't piss him off.