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BE CREATIVE

If you buy something, remember

IN GAME MONEY IS WORTH THE SAME AS REAL US DOLLAR EQUIVALENT. IF YOU WANT TO BUY A VEST, POST A LINK TO A REAL BULLET PROOF VEST AND THE PRICE AND I'LL RUN IT THROUGH. DON'T FUCK THIS UP.

also don't feel like anything you post here is absolute. Literally have the conversation in this thread, just remain in character. If you think you have an idea, throw it out here in-character.

Jy had never seen 5k in person before, that much money was a mystery to him and he couldn't imagine spending that much. However CT had a point, they did have to split between the seven of them. He stared at the layout of the strip club, pushing his glasses up as he tried to analyze ways to get in. "If we try to enter through the back there's about four guards to deal with... no idea how any guards are in the security office itself. There's a bunch at the entrance and they check for an identification..." he murmured to himself, slowly sitting himself with a groan. He rubbed his injured leg and thought about their "team." Two men in wheelchairs, two with canes, two with no injuries, and a woman; not really made for a frontal extraction. If they tried to sneak into the back, there still was the problem of getting to him casually and then extracting him. The man would probably have his own guards, so drugging and hauling away doesn't sound like a viable option. However if there weren't such personal on him, such an action would be the best course. "I personally have no idea what I would do with split." He spoke simply. "If I could maybe just a cheap pre-owned laptop, and some gum would be all I want. However for this job, I only see a sneak in as a viable option as we don't have many physically viable members in this team." He shrugged, "Never thought I'd have to learn how to kidnap someone, my apologizes that I can't help so much."

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CT runs his hand through his hair. "Jeez, a bit heavy on the swearing. But I get what you're saying, and I get that the job's important. Now, I do have just a tiny little question, just trying to clarify things. Nothing big, trust me. I was just wondering about the money you were providing... is that each, or as a group? Because, and please don't shoot the messenger here, I don't think just giving such a grand amount for each of us is a smart idea. Like you said, we're not exactly some super team, and put enough dough down, and some of us might end up turning or just straight up running. At the same time, our tastes may make it kinda hard to determine who gets how much if we have to split 5K between seven of us. Just my two cents, I'm not some brainiac or criminal mastermind or anything."

"We're keeping track of the money. Each of you are getting 5,000. If you take it and run, we'll find you."

CT grins, his smile wide. "Nice to know then. Well, I've got the beginnings of an idea, but I may need some... ah, additional assets. We can talk it over in private, you can hear me out. I won't ask for much, I promise."

"I was under the impression that you all were sneaky fuckers. Come up with a plan."

"5k, eh?" Mick muttered. Then came CT's question, and the briefer's answer.

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"We're keeping track of the money. Each of you are getting 5,000. If you take it and run, we'll find you."

"Shit." Mick swore under his breath. I'm prob better off wit' that 10k, 'nyway. He thought to himself. He approached the briefer and meticulously eyed the layout of the striphouse. "Gimme a copy o'dat buildin's layout."

"just take it."

OOC:
don't waste threadspace posting stuff like "let me see that layout". Like wtf? What good is going to come of that? If you're going to post, make sure that you're actually doing something, and not just idling for the sake of RP and letting Nish take over and tell you what to do. If you can't RP and do something on your own then maybe RP isn't for you.

I'm not trying to be a bully, but I don't want this thread to turn into another gay-ass SPP forum game where we sit around and aimlessly talk and beat around the bush until Alpha Male #223 tells us what to do. I don't care about you wanting to see the layout, like what. It's in the post, dude, just look at it and whatever. Don't be afraid to step up and start taking the initiative. Even if you're wrong it'll be fun. I'm an absolute idiot, but I take initiative, and I end up a lot because of that.

Mick took it and his share of the 5000 dollars without another word, and proceeded to walk out of the building. He studied the layout intensively as he walked. He nodded to himself, folded the paper, and kept it in his pocket. He wandered around town for a bit before coming across a store. He bought what he needed from said store:

http://www.ems.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3659222&cp=3677347.11360109 - $100.00
http://www.ebay.com/itm/10-Teeth-Ice-Snow-Crampons-Gripper-Boot-Covers-Spike-Cleats-Climbing-Walking-/301580056491 - $46.00
http://www.ebay.com/itm/Mammut-Mamook-GTX-Ice-Climbing-Boots-/111639987717 - $300.00
http://www.amazon.com/Ninja-Grab-Spring-Folding-Grappling/dp/B001I1BORS - $10.00
Total: $456.00

There might not be any roof entrances, but it was worth a shot.

He took the remaining 4544 dollars back to the briefing room, put it on a table, left again, and moved to this side of the building:


He will wait for night, search the vicinity first for anyone, then repeatedly throw the grappling hook onto the roof. If he fails too much, or thinks he's made too much noise without succeeding in throwing the hook, he will go back to the briefing room.

OOC: Nanite, you just decided to leave the room without discussing it with anyone else or listening to what their plans/suggestions were?


*Reserved for Nish's post*.

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OOC: Nanite, you just decided to leave the room without discussing it with anyone else or listening to what their plans/suggestions were?


*Reserved for Nish's post*.

OOC: Yeah, I would have, but that would go against my dude's personality.

Veeran seemed twitchy. He reserved a special place on his shit list for those who perverted society, and an even more special place for those who harmed children while doing it, so this Adrian Hass would pay.

But something else was also bothering him, and he wasn't about to let it go. He pointed towards the empty seat of Mick, the man who seemed to have left in a hurry after the briefing.

"I have looked into the eyes of that creature and he is dangerous. It has worked out for the best that he isn't here for this. He is a man who can be bought. I would like to let you know that I forgive even the most damning of enemies, but not backstabbing friends. We can use him, but carefully. I shall wait and see what recklessness he perpetrates on his own before I cast my judgement."

Once he had expressed his concern, he went back to his calm demeanor.

"But back to what is important. We do have a dilemma here, don't we? Wait until tonight and sneak in? Or go in guns blazing? That seems to be the issue here. Both options are going to yield significant logistical or physical difficulties for us. Almost all of us are horribly crippled or physically inept in some way."

He cast a questioning glance at the others.

"Do you know what the Gordian knot was?"

He didn't wait for a response.

"Thousands of years ago, the Phrygian King Midas used an Ox-cart bark to tie the most intricate and tightened knot known to man. Over years, the bark has hardened into a biting husk that even the strongest of fingers couldn't pry open. Men came from far and wide and attempted to untie it, but it yielded nothing. They all failed and returned home, the harshest of sailors and the most nimble thieves. The knot stood over them, unconquerable. But where there is a will, there is a way. One day, the greatest King of his time, Alexander the Great came upon this knot and decided to unravel it. He came face to face with the knot and saw immediately that it could not be untied. The bark had hardened, the knot has clenched itself deeply into its own mouth. What was Alexander to do? Lose face in front of all his men? If he attempted to unravel it and failed, the myth he has built for himself would crumble. If he was to give up defeat and walk away, his men would see him as a mere mortal. He was destined to fail, it seemed, the mere moment he decided to challenge this knot."

Veeran paused for a few seconds to let the implication set in.

"But this was no mere man, was it? This was the prince who had conquered half the world before he was 30. He wasn't going to let a knot from a fallen empire defeat him. He took out his sword and swung at the knot right between the middle, cleaving it in two. The knot fell apart, having never been untied but instead sliced open. This is what we must do, Ladies and Gentlemen. Our little problem here requires a Gordian solution of its own."

He fiddled with the wheels of chair, gently strolling across the room.

"Before we think of buying guns and vests and gadgets, that I know most of you are thinking of, let me present you with the simplest alternative of all. We know he is going to be at the club tonight. There is no need to sneak in past the guards. We just need to sneak out. Why? Because if we leave here soon, we will be at the club even before he turns up. We just need to play it cool and relax there. Men like him don't go to strip clubs if they're on red alert. Success has made him complacent."

He cast a glance at Victoria.

"I present to you, our Gordian solution. I'm sorry, Ms. Artemovich, for speaking of you in such callous terms, but it seems to me like you are a determined woman so I have decided to hinge this entire plan upon your ability to persuade men. I'm sure that with the money at our disposal, we could... arrange to have one of our own attending to the needs of this Adrian Hass. I'm sure that a skilled persuader could convince him to attend a private booth together. I am also sure that a person of your considerable attractiveness would tempt him enough to tell his guards to give him some privacy for a while."

He seemed to have their attention, only their responses would tell.

"Once Victoria subdues him using quiet means, all we need to do is dress up his unconscious body as a stripper, and carry him out through the emergency exit. No one is going to notice a passed-out stripper being carried out. Jy, you would fit right into the back alley of a strip club. A lust filled young man, waiting for a glimpse of paradise. When you get the signal from Victoria, you go in through the emergency exit, and help her carry him out into the waiting arms of a van that Peter will arrange for us."

He narrowed his eyes at Jy.

"Whatever trouble that lurks within you, I would advice you keep it to yourself. I need you operating at proper capacity to pull this off."

He then looked over to Roth. Veeran smiled.

"Hope is being able to see there is light, despite all the darkness."

His eyes moved back and forth between Roth then Calvin.

"Roth, I think you should go with Jy. Something tells me that if trouble begins brewing, you would be the man to handle it. Chaos can sometimes be understood only by the chaotic. Calvin, I think you should go with them too. Being the only able-bodied one among us, it would be foolish to not rely on you to see that our friend Adrian is transported back here, safe and sound. You may keep your secrets, Calvin. Whatever you want planned privately with Peter will have to wait. This is NOT the time for us to start branching out on our own. Just get the job done for us. Our friend Roth might get a little carried away, so make sure you keep your eye on everyone, including our own."

He leaned back on his chair.

"I would like to hear what any of you have to say, but I feel the plan I proposed is the safest of the lot, the quickest and the cheapest. I'm sure a simple bribe of 200 dollars from each of us would convince the owner of this strip club to inject Victoria into his 'talent' pool. A young man who works for me rehabilitates prostitutes in that area. I will instruct him to call the club owner and hand over the bribe himself. We can have Victoria working there in less than an hour, much before this Adrian Hass turns up there. Do any of you have anything to add? Or shall I make the call right away?"


Edit: OOC: Cook do you want us to post every detail of us going to the shop and buying things, bribing people etc or can we bypass the smaller or more irrelevant points of the plot?

Victoria listened to Peter's words intently, eyes wide as she took in information with the same discipline she practiced in countless briefings before. One missed word or misunderstood instruction could mean failure, or death. In a different compartment of her mind, it scrambled rapidly as it formulated a plan that wove around and around with each new detail. The strip club, the timing, the guards, Hass himself.

She knew what it was that she had to do. She had done the same sort of thing and more dozens of times to loosen up a target's lips, and she had become quite adept knowing what it took to excite them. It was not vain to acknowledge her own beauty that she worked hard to maintain, as it was on of her most powerful tools. She parted her lips to speak...

But before the woman could talk, it seemed that Veeran had come to the same conclusion as her as he spoke of his plan, and that much more. Victoria smiled with delight, conveying to him with a look that he had earned her approval. "Your callous terms are exactly my specialty, Mr. Veeran. I was going to suggest the same myself. I don't think it will be any trouble to," She bit her lip devilishly "Convince him, to stay for a while. But you must understand that I lack the strength to subdue Mr. Hass physically. I will purchase another means of doing this, but I do suggest that the others be prepared to step in if something goes wrong. However..." The woman placed a $200 of her own to add to the pile, but said, "I will take the money in case a bribe is needed, but that may not be necessary. Somehow, I think that the owners will be very happy to take me in." There was something else in Victoria's dark blue eyes. It was more than just confidence, excitement was there too. A mission to be accomplished, and money to be made. This was her goal now, and despite her cautions she had no doubts that she would be able to do what she had to do.

After putting aside $200 towards bribing the strip club's owner, she simply bought a small cartridge of safety syringes, and a couple small vials of liquid. If she could just get close enough, inject it into his bloodstream, he would be down like a burnt-out light.

https://www.mooremedical.com/index.cfm?/SurGuard%AE3-Safety-Needles/&PG=CTL&CS=HOM&FN=ProductDetail&PID=29697&spx=1 >
<3 doses of liquid Morphine 20g: $17.38 x3 = $52.14 http://www.drugs.com/price-guide/morphine#oral-solution-20-mg-5-mL >

Veeran smiled at Victoria's words of reassurance. Perhaps he had placed his trust in the right hands. He did not miss the flickering look of steely determination and excitement in her eyes. This one would see the job through, no matter what.

"The others will be around the strip club, Ms. Artemovich. Try to get him towards the private booths away from the Whitelist area, the emergency exits are much closer to those rooms. The others will be positioned around the club, ready to step in if something goes wrong."

He turned to the others.

"We need to be prepared for all eventualities. We might need to improvise, but I hope it does not descend to that level. Jy will attract the least suspicion hovering around the club. Buy some nicer clothes for yourself, Jy. They may call themselves a high end strip joint, but scum always attracts scum. Perhaps rich scum. I'm sure there will be more than just one affluent looking, crippled boy waiting around this place hoping that strippers will turn into hookers at the stroke of midnight. I want you all to keep an eye out for this Mick. I don't want him sabotaging our plan."

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Veeran smiled at Victoria's words of reassurance. Perhaps he had placed his trust in the right hands. He did not miss the flickering look of steely determination and excitement in her eyes. This one would see the job through, no matter what.

"The others will be around the strip club, Ms. Artemovich. Try to get him towards the private booths away from the Whitelist area, the emergency exits are much closer to those rooms. The others will be positioned around the club, ready to step in if something goes wrong."

"I don't think that will be a problem." She purred. "But I must point out that no one will mistake a man like Mr. Hass as a stripper, even dressed up in their clothing. Instead, who would miss an unkempt man, passed out from too much drink? I say when we carry him to the alleyway, remove his suit." With her smile still in place, she glanced easily to Jy and Roth. "One of you may simply switch clothes with him. A hairy-legged stripper with the form of a man might draw eyes, but a man in a suit and his employed help carrying away the form of a passed out bum, I don't think such a sight is very rare in a place like this."