Joel - *crush inside FBI HQ with Truck*
FBI - Alarm!
Damien - *shoots him in the head* Oh shut up.
Jimmy - Woo! I like it.
Joel - Wich way.
Jimmy - Terminals... 3rd floor.
Damien - *shoot the way inside terminal room*
Jimmy - *plug his laptop* Gimme bout two minutes mate.
Damien - Sure. *shoot more FBI*
Joel - They won't do anything funny.
Damien - Ohhhh I forgot how good if feels.
Jimmy - OK shit. It's Terminal A-3 that is in main office of leader of this section. OK Joel go get him.
Joel - *burst doors open and shoot the Boss*
Boss - Please d-dont..
Joel - *looks at picture of Boss with family* I get too soft... *bags terminal and comes to Jimmy*
Jimmy - Up ahead we do burning. I'll scheach in garage, Joel maintance room, Damien weaponry, we are shearching for Thermite.
Damien - *burst inside weaponry and kills FBI inside there* Hmm *takes Thermite* Danke.
Joel - *opens maintance room with crowbar*
Janitor - Don't shoot me!
Joel - On the ground... *grabs thermite*
Jimmy - *grabs Thermite turns around and shoot the FBI car* Ya can't fool me mate. *someone fall out from the car*
:Server room:
Jimmy - *burns the terminals* Alright..
Jake - They gonna gas the place heli is ready to pick you up
Jimmy - So Lads.. You trust me now?
Damien - Shut up... Mate...
Jimmy - Hehe...
Joel - Let's go. *runs*
:Safehouse:
Jimmy - Aaaaand deleted.
Joel - That was harder than I thought.
Damien - Well were used to work in 4.
Jake - About that. *shows them recording*
:Recording:
:14:32:
:Equestrian Bank:
Lenny - This is Lenny from Reapers. You know The best on BlackNET. Apparently my squad sold me off to Police. Those bastards left me here. For fuck sake... I can hear Police coming here. OK so Skull Gang, save me, I'll join you.
Joel - Who is it.
Jimmy - Lenny, 25 from Poland - Europe. He used to do big deals in Europe and America. Famous works - Moscowian Job and 10 banks in one night Washington D.C. this guy is pure hardcore - more pro than you. He can pull of craziest stealth heists. No witnesses. He burned down Polish parliament in his mask. Reapers was his idea and by that video he got sold out.
Jake - What he said. We gonna break him out.
Jimmy - Cool but first let me make me a sandwich will ya mate...
T.B.C
FBI - Alarm!
Damien - *shoots him in the head* Oh shut up.
Jimmy - Woo! I like it.
Joel - Wich way.
Jimmy - Terminals... 3rd floor.
Damien - *shoot the way inside terminal room*
Jimmy - *plug his laptop* Gimme bout two minutes mate.
Damien - Sure. *shoot more FBI*
Joel - They won't do anything funny.
Damien - Ohhhh I forgot how good if feels.
Jimmy - OK shit. It's Terminal A-3 that is in main office of leader of this section. OK Joel go get him.
Joel - *burst doors open and shoot the Boss*
Boss - Please d-dont..
Joel - *looks at picture of Boss with family* I get too soft... *bags terminal and comes to Jimmy*
Jimmy - Up ahead we do burning. I'll scheach in garage, Joel maintance room, Damien weaponry, we are shearching for Thermite.
Damien - *burst inside weaponry and kills FBI inside there* Hmm *takes Thermite* Danke.
Joel - *opens maintance room with crowbar*
Janitor - Don't shoot me!
Joel - On the ground... *grabs thermite*
Jimmy - *grabs Thermite turns around and shoot the FBI car* Ya can't fool me mate. *someone fall out from the car*
:Server room:
Jimmy - *burns the terminals* Alright..
Jake - They gonna gas the place heli is ready to pick you up
Jimmy - So Lads.. You trust me now?
Damien - Shut up... Mate...
Jimmy - Hehe...
Joel - Let's go. *runs*
:Safehouse:
Jimmy - Aaaaand deleted.
Joel - That was harder than I thought.
Damien - Well were used to work in 4.
Jake - About that. *shows them recording*
:Recording:
:14:32:
:Equestrian Bank:
Lenny - This is Lenny from Reapers. You know The best on BlackNET. Apparently my squad sold me off to Police. Those bastards left me here. For fuck sake... I can hear Police coming here. OK so Skull Gang, save me, I'll join you.
Joel - Who is it.
Jimmy - Lenny, 25 from Poland - Europe. He used to do big deals in Europe and America. Famous works - Moscowian Job and 10 banks in one night Washington D.C. this guy is pure hardcore - more pro than you. He can pull of craziest stealth heists. No witnesses. He burned down Polish parliament in his mask. Reapers was his idea and by that video he got sold out.
Jake - What he said. We gonna break him out.
Jimmy - Cool but first let me make me a sandwich will ya mate...
T.B.C
This small, crappy, chapter is all I got..
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SEVERAL DAYS LATER:
"Do we really have to wear these?" Rover whispered, as it's revealed, Ganger is making them wear old hockey masks (like you would see on JASON VOORHEES).
"Yes.. Because there awesome" Ganger whispered, putting on his mask.
"But it's the middle of the night, Rarity will be asleep" Rover whispered back, revealing they've sneak into Rarity's house.
"Yeah.. And why are we even here?" Spot whispered.
"I told you.. Rarity may have some gold hidden around.. She likes making her dresses 'fancy" Ganger whispered back.
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SEVERAL DAYS LATER:
"Do we really have to wear these?" Rover whispered, as it's revealed, Ganger is making them wear old hockey masks (like you would see on JASON VOORHEES).
"Yes.. Because there awesome" Ganger whispered, putting on his mask.
"But it's the middle of the night, Rarity will be asleep" Rover whispered back, revealing they've sneak into Rarity's house.
"Yeah.. And why are we even here?" Spot whispered.
"I told you.. Rarity may have some gold hidden around.. She likes making her dresses 'fancy" Ganger whispered back.
It was time for Big Mac's trail.
And he insisted constantly on his innocence, but the blood over his hooves and crazy look his his eye spoke for itself.
Big Mac: (wearing a cast over his broken arm) It wasn't my idea. It was HER's (reveals Twilight's smarty pants doll to the crowd). She told me to kill them!
Judge: Really!?.. You realize your talking about an toy doll, right?
Big Mac: Hey.. We ALL find love in different fashions. And smarty pants will ALWAYS love me.
Ditto: You got a lot of problems, don't you?
After Big Mac was voted guilty, Ditto violently throws Big Mac into a prison cell.
Ditto: These people are too soft., if it were up to me, your be shot in the face. Or hung to death..
Big Mac: Yeah. Fuck you too!
Ditto: (prepares fist)
Luna: (gently pulls him back) Leave it Ditto.. It's not like the creep is going anywhere.
Ditto: (sighs) Guess your right.
TO BE CONTAINUED
And he insisted constantly on his innocence, but the blood over his hooves and crazy look his his eye spoke for itself.
Big Mac: (wearing a cast over his broken arm) It wasn't my idea. It was HER's (reveals Twilight's smarty pants doll to the crowd). She told me to kill them!
Judge: Really!?.. You realize your talking about an toy doll, right?
Big Mac: Hey.. We ALL find love in different fashions. And smarty pants will ALWAYS love me.
Ditto: You got a lot of problems, don't you?
After Big Mac was voted guilty, Ditto violently throws Big Mac into a prison cell.
Ditto: These people are too soft., if it were up to me, your be shot in the face. Or hung to death..
Big Mac: Yeah. Fuck you too!
Ditto: (prepares fist)
Luna: (gently pulls him back) Leave it Ditto.. It's not like the creep is going anywhere.
Ditto: (sighs) Guess your right.
TO BE CONTAINUED