Mafia: Role Play

Started by Darth Revan60 pages

dammit... I gtg eat dinner...

~ok, cya then~

(( we won't leave the restaurant.. see u when u get back ))

The waiter came over with their menus, and handed one to each of them, telling them he'd be back in a moment to take their orders.
Angelina opened up the menu and glanced over it.

~what's the place got to eat?~

Joshua opened his menu and looked at what he was going to eat, he was pretty hungry.

(( it has everything ))

~ok, but i'll be classy and order like, spaghetti or something, insted of a burger~

Joshua knew what he wanted, so he waited for the waiter to come back "Do you know what you want?" Joshua asked Angelina

She glanced over the menu and then up at Joshua and nodded. She folded the menu and placed it on the table, waiting for the waitor.

Joe grabs the waiter by the sleeve and orders a steak so he doesn't look suspicious.

Several minutes later, he heard glass shatter outside. There was a short spluttering sound, then an engine started. Now he could hear a horn honking nonstop. "Its about time.." he thought to himself. He had hired a friend to break into Joshua's car and make lots of noise while he was at it. It was a nice car, so he hoped that they would show some concern about it. He was almost certain that Joshua would leave, with or without the girl. Either way, it got them out of the crowded restaurant.

Joshua's car alarm went off, he had heard it. "Excuse me Angelina, i need to go check on my car, it sounds like the alarm was going off." Joshua got up from the table, to check on his car.

She nodded. "Alright. Don't be too long." She winked.

Seeing his chance, Joe got up casually and headed for her table. She was facing away from him, and so didn't notice him. He got out his handgun, cocked it, and forced himself to do what he had to do. He touched the end of the gun to the back of her head and whispered in her ear: "Shaddup and do what I say or I'll blow your brains out," he said, his voice like cold steel. "Now, stand up."

She immediately felt the knot of fear twist in her stomach as the barrel of the gun pressed against the back of her head. His words made a shudder travel down her spine. She clutched her pocketbook and brought it into her lap. She stood up, accidently knocking over her glass of champagne as she bumped the table. She looked around, hoping a waiter would hear it and come rushing to her aid. No such luck. Her first instinct was to turn around, but the pressure of the gun stayed at the back of her head. She glanced at the bottle of champagne that rested in the ice bucket, it seemed to close yet so far. Her body slightly trembled as she stood there.

Joe carefully moved over so that he was next to her, with the gun jammed into her ribcage. He grabbed her gently by the wrist and started towards the door.

She slowly glanced over at him but she felt the gun jam further into her and she glanced down. Questions flew through her mind, but she couldn't find her voice.

"What do you want from me?" She finally asked quietly as he proded her to the door leading into the back parking lot.

"I honestly don't know. The only reason I'm doing this is because I'm a dead bastard if I don't." Joe lead her to his car, a beat up old Dodge. A "co-worker" of sorts was sitting in the back. "Get in back."

She was surprised at his honesty. "You're right, you are a bastard." She growled lowly. With one quick move she shoved him and then kneed him in the crotch. She began to run back to the restaurant. A scream escaped her lips a moment before she stumbled over her high heels and fell to the ground. She picked herself back up, but she had twisted her ankle which slowed her down considerably.

*sets up 30.06 Sniper Rifle outside on top of a building, aims the rifle at DR's leg and shoots it, giving time for whoever 2 escape*

Joe winced and fell to the ground. His 'co-worker' immediately got out of the car and grabbed 'Angel' as she was attempting to get away. This guy was older and much more experienced. He didn't fool around and grabbed her around the waist, put her in the car and tied her hands behind her back. Joe got up painfully and somehow managed to get in the car and start driving. "Last time I'll be honest with a mafia chick," he muttered. "If she hadn't just kicked me in the nuts, I'd like her."

The associate of Angel shoots out the tire sof the car before they manage 2 leave