The Pit => Rec Room => Topic started by: ajwilli1 on April 13, 2015, 01:50:21 pm
Title: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Getting a name change and possibly doing IRC]
Post by: ajwilli1 on April 13, 2015, 01:50:21 pm
Hotline Miami: Redialed
"Hi, its Becky from like Mickey's Hair Salon on 5th and Main, I was like wondering if you still have that appointment scheduled for tonight. I'd wear something that won't be ruined, preferably nice, you want to look gorgeous don't you? Hehe, okay bye-bye!" "Hey its Dwyane over by the tenements at Walter ST. in building 10023, I was wondering when my pizza was going to get here. 30 minutes or less right? Anyway get here as soon as you can, laters."
Welcome to Miami, Florida. Home to all kinds of crime, scum, and more communism then you can shake a stick at. These neon soaked streets will be your home for a long while as 50 Blessings haven't really gotten their footing yet. But don't worry, we'll move away from the original timeline that leads to... dire consequences and focus more on the violence, unless others interfere. So put on your mask of choice, answer your phone, and make these streets run red with blood.
Now there is only one question to ask, "Do you like hurting other people?"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NprGdJPm0ys
Character Card I totally didn't steal from Wilson:
Name: (Can be a nickname) Age: Gender: Appearance: Clothing: Mask: (Ability and what it is, they can be weapon starters.) (Doesn't actually have to be a 'mask' persay, it can be anything you want that symbolizes something. I can make more masks for your character with each 'level' you complete.) Living Space: [Describe what its like, is it ****, do you live somewhere nice, somewhere in the ghetto?] Day Job: [What do you do for a living?] [50 Blessings doesn't pay you, so killing people at night is sort of a hobby. But you can sell their weapons if you're careful enough]] Vehicle: [Do you own one?] Traits: (Two good for every bad) Skills: (Three skills) Color: (What color your character talks with.) First to sign up get their first phone call.
Fonts Used:
Impact for titles AR DESTINE for scene names AR BLANCA for character titles
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Perigrin on April 13, 2015, 01:53:33 pm
gimme a bit, reserved.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: ajwilli1 on April 13, 2015, 01:58:12 pm
So what I'm going to do, is let each player get their own phone call and location. We'll start off simple. You'll be hitting a small bars filled with Russian Thugs, real low-ranking guys with little to no guns in the buildings.
(Each bar layout will be different, try not to get killed)
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Mrnocamera on April 13, 2015, 02:26:42 pm
Name: Elizabeth Carter/'Yellow' Age: 33 Gender: Female Appearance: 5'9, blue eyes, black hair Clothing: Yellow T-shirt, jeans, yellow sneakers, dark blue hoodie Mask: 'Arnold', a light blue and green ocelot mask. Mask Effect: Faster punches Living Space: Low-quality apartment in Sunset, basic kitchen, bedroom and bathroom. Lacks a microwave. Day Job: Grocery store clerk. Traits: Unfazed By Violence | Ambidextrous | Hates Long Conversations Skills: Sprinting, Beating The Shit Out Of People[/s] More Varied Executions, Grappling Color: Example text HOOOO Vehicle: 1989 Mercury Tracer (4 Door)
Is that okay?
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: ajwilli1 on April 13, 2015, 02:34:55 pm
|6:30 PM| April, 13th, 1986, Monday Miami, FL
Elizabeth
You arrive home from a slow day at work, setting down your bags of groceries you hear your answering machine give off a loud beep. You head over to the machine, click the play button and listen to the message.
"You. Have. One. New. Message. Monday, 6:30PM *BEEP* Hey mang, its Markos over at The Pub on the I-28. I have some punks here making a mess of my bar, and I was wondering if you'd be okay with kindly escorting them out. Wear something nice, later!"
GET TO THE CAR
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Wheel-Son on April 13, 2015, 02:49:43 pm
Name: Aaron Vance Age: 23 Gender: Male Appearance: A 6'3 man with light stubble and brown hair. Clothing: A pair of black sneakers, a pair of blue-jeans, a royal purple tee shirt, a lime-green hoodie, gauze handwraps Mask: A gas-mask, he starts with a large chopping knife, and he can always have a killing throw with ONLY knives, no misc blades. Living Space: He lives in a nice, small apartment with a single bedroom, bathroom and main room that contains the living room and kitchen, He owns a small cat. The apartment is nearby where he works. Day Job: He works as a cook and waiter for a small Diner., he's payed somewhat well with the combination of tips and hourly pay. He's Damn good at it too. Traits: [Stout][Eagle Eye]][Can't hold his Liquor] Skills: Parkour, Blades (mostly knives), Knife throwing Vehicle: A black Harley-style Motorbike. Color: "A bacon cheese burger with fries? Is that all, sir?"
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Mrnocamera on April 13, 2015, 02:59:58 pm
Elizabeth turns away from the answering machine, stepping into her bedroom and opening the closet. "No... Nope... Nah... There we go." She mutters, grabbing her mask and hoodie. She shuts the door behind her, turning the key in the lock and heading downstairs to her car.
(Added a vehicle to the character sheet. Because why not)
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: ajwilli1 on April 13, 2015, 03:22:34 pm
[[Sorry about the delay went to play Hotline Miami while I waited]]
Elizabeth
You head for the stairwell past the broken elevators, you pass by a group of mothers that are casually chatting about their kids as you head into the garage. You get into your car, crank it, rev the engine letting out a vicious roar, and speed out to your destination.
Scene 1: The Schtick ORGE- The Bench https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YIArHoMf_XA
You park your car a few blocks away from the bar, the surrounding area is nothing but miles and miles of marsh lands. Its pretty damn humid here and you begin to sweat underneath your hoodie and mask. Up ahead you see 'The Pub' a small biker bar, you spot one thug standing in front of the door smoking a cigarette. The parking lot is filled with motorcycles, you hear metal music coming from inside the bar.
Threats: >Thug, Guarding Door
|6:30 PM| April, 13th, 1986, Monday Miami, FL
Aaron You sit on the couch watching some obscure action movie while petting your cat, your answering machine beckons to you as it beeps. You gentle place your cat where you were sitting and listen to the message.
"*BEEP* Yo' its Daniels over at McKineries outside of town on Maine Marine Ave. I was wondering when you'll drop by to pick out the 'weeds' in the front yard. Make sure to get here in uniform, and make sure you don't prick yourself when weeding the rose bushes."
GET TO THE BIKE
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Mrnocamera on April 13, 2015, 03:30:38 pm
Yellow walks up to the thug, looking at him for a moment before punching him in the face, grabbing his shirt and slamming him into the wall. She then grabs his head and slams it into the bricks repeatedly.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Wheel-Son on April 13, 2015, 03:35:39 pm
Aaron gets up from his couch, he takes off his PJ's and puts on his day clothes. He grabs his gasmask and large chopping knife from his kitchen. He heads down to his bike and heads off the "Location"
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: ajwilli1 on April 13, 2015, 03:44:11 pm
Elizabeth ORGE- The Bench https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YIArHoMf_XA
The thug spots you as you walk out of the darkness and into the light. "Hey sorry, bar is closed for tonight." You stare at him for a bit, he starts to get uncomfortable before speaking again. "Listen, I'm sorry but regulars only tonight." He finishes his cigarette and snuffs it out under his foot, he places his hand on the door before turning around. "Bitch didn't you hear me, get the fuck outta here-"
Quick like a bolt of lighting you crack him in the face, causing his teeth to go flying out like debris from a grenade. Before he hits the ground you nab him by the collar of his shirt and ram him into the wall, splitting the side of his head open causing blood to pour forth from the wound. "W-what t-he f-fuck are you!?", he whimpers out before you slam his head into the wall repeatedly, like a child rough housing with a doll you swing his head into the wall until nothing but grey matter is collapsing out from his head.
You drop him to the ground, crack your knuckles and face the door.
Threats: XThug, Guarding Door [Neutralized]
Aaron
You take the elevator down to the garage, rev up your bike's engine and speed off to the location.
Scene 1: Red Eye Zombie Hyperdrive- Red Eyes https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NZf15xVrOW8
You pull up right next to the bar. Its situated between to brick&mortar buildings that tower at least 5-stories high, the bar itself is one built underneath the street, taking a small set of stairs down to get past the door. You smell cheap cologne, booze, and the putrid smell of piss from the top of the stairs. Behind the walls you hear the sounds of a baseball game and tons of people laughing it up, you also hear clattering, maybe billiards? No one is guarding the entry in.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Wheel-Son on April 13, 2015, 03:49:09 pm
Aaron puts the knife in his hoodie's pocket. He slips on the gas-mask, he walks to the door and knocks on it, he readies his blade.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Mrnocamera on April 13, 2015, 03:49:54 pm
Yellow opens the door, looking around the inside. "Who's next?" She asks, the mask making her voice heavily muffled. Time for some Fun.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: ajwilli1 on April 13, 2015, 04:08:33 pm
Elizabeth ORGE- The Bench https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YIArHoMf_XA
Its a small bar that is crowded with both Russian Mobsters and Bikers, you see a hallway to the right that probably leads to the manager's office and the bathrooms. To the left and right of you are tables, rows and rows of tables with a few thugs sitting at each of them. Up ahead is the bar with thugs lining the seats getting drunk, behind the bar is a heavy set woman with a leather jacket, chaps, fingerless leather gloves, and grey curly hair. She ain't a looker, that's for sure.
You count at least 15 of the fuckers in this room, including the bartender. They all start getting up from their seats, one pipes up, "Who the fuck let you in?" Another chimes in, "Why are you wearing that rubber mask, Halloween ain't here yet." And then another, "Alright boys, lets show our new guest a good time." The rickety wooden floor rumbles under your feet as they all charge after you carrying chairs, knives, and broken bottles.
Threats: XThug, Guarding Door [Neutralized] >Thug, charging after you [Knife] >Thug, charging at you [Bottle] >Thug, charging after you [Chair] >Thug, charging after you [Knife] >Thug, charging after you [Knife] >Thug, charging after you [Knife] >Thug, charging after you [Chair] >Thug, charging at you [Bottle] >Thug, charging after you [Chair] >Thug, charging after you [Knife] >Thug, charging after you [Chair] >Thug, charging at you [Bottle] >Thug, charging at you [Bottle] >Thug, charging after you [Knife] >Thug, charging after you [Chair]
Aaron
Zombie Hyperdrive- Red Eyes https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NZf15xVrOW8
Your sneakers scrape on the rough stone staircase as you head down towards the door. Rapping on the door a bald man with bright green eyes answers the door. "Hey are you the stripper?", he asks with the door wide open behind him. Inside you see a large game room with a few tables in the back, rows and rows of pool tables take up the majority of the place, with a large bar in the upper right corner of the room all stocked with booze and currently serving about five guys. On the TVs above the bar you see it broadcasting the baseball game, apparently Miami is winning... well hows-about we secure an actual victory for this town, hmmm? You also notice you have to take a small set of wooden steps down into the bar.
You count about 15 people (excluding the door guard), most of them have cue sticks in hand and most of them are either distracted by the game or are shooting pool.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Mrnocamera on April 13, 2015, 04:16:06 pm
Yellow smiles beneath her mask, and waits for one of them to get close enough to punch. When that happens, she punches them in the face, grabs their shirt with one hand, punches them in the throat with the other, and throws them towards the rest of the group, attempting a grab towards their weapon in the process.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Wheel-Son on April 13, 2015, 04:55:35 pm
Aaron slides the knife from his pocket to the thugs jugular vein, the readies to throw the blade to the nearest thug after that.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Hibou on April 13, 2015, 05:06:11 pm
Name: Mack Age: 28 Gender: Male Appearance: This man has a very short buzzcut applied to his brown hair. His eyes are barely browner than black. He's of medium height, and somewhat muscular. He carries himself very loosely. Clothing: He's wearing a black zippered hoodie with a pair of worn jeans and some hi-top sneakers. Mask: A dirty yellow bandanna wrapped around his mouth and nose. It's combined with a pair of black, opaque snow goggles. They're cracked on the right side. [No flinching, no pain] Living Space: Located in a run-down apartment complex, Mark's apartment is messy and not well cared for. Its carpet was likely white at some point, but is now a yellowish color with stains everywhere. A lopsided and torn sofa sits in front of a broken coffee table all facing a barely functional tube television. His kitchen is probably the cleanest part, because he never uses it. The stove is gas powered and rusty, the microwave is covered in grease, and the ancient refrigerator has a rope tied to the broken piece of handle left. His bedroom has walls covered in various posters and stains, and his bed is nothing but a mattress and a pile of old clothes. His bathroom is covered in soap scum and dirt. The old sink is cracked, the toilet is barely functional, and the ratty old shower curtain is half torn off the rod. The bathroom mirror is half shattered and pieces of it still litter the floor. Littered throughout the apartment are bits of cigarette butts and other drug paraphernalia. Vehicle: An old, beat up 1966 Dodge Charger. Traits: [Heavy Smoking Addiction] [Pain Tolerant] [Strong Arms] Skills: [Blunt weapons] [Fist Fighting] [Driving FAST] Color: [#FFE270] "Don't worry about it, I know a guy. Just get out of here."
((Nope, totally didn't at all whatsoever steal this from Wilson's thread. It's slightly different, see? I just changed some naming, a minor detail on the mask, and one trait. It makes me feel better.))
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: ajwilli1 on April 13, 2015, 05:50:31 pm
Elizabeth ORGE- The Bench https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YIArHoMf_XA
The knife wielding thug goes in for a strike but you successfully counter-attack. Ramming your fist into his mouth busting his lip wide open, you grab his shirt and pull him into your other fist, striking him in the throat you hear something 'pop' underneath his flesh and he starts drooling ridiculous amounts of blood. You quickly scrape your knife off the floor and go...
INTO A FRENZY!
The next one comes after you with a bottle, quickly you stab him in the chest in rapid succession landing six successful strikes piercing the ribs, heart, lungs, and stomach. His shirt begins soaking with blood as you kick him to the ground and nab his bottle. You take a quick swig before the chair wielding foe approaches you, you smash the bottle across his face and send him dropping to the ground.
Out of the corner of your eye you see some knife wielding goon hoping over a table, once close enough you jam your knife straight into his throat. He seizes up as blood shoots out from his jugular and splatters all over your mask and hands. You turn to face two more guys fast approaching, taking your busted bottle you swipe it across the ones throat, severing his throat and sending it flying across the bar. The other goon takes a foot to the chest, and he gets slammed into a table breaking his back in the process.
Below your feet is the chair-wielding thug from earlier, he struggles to get to his feet. You kick him over on his back, get on top of him, and slam the broken glass bottle straight into his forehead.
You notice some of the goons are starting to back away. While others are maneuvering around the tables to get to you.
Combo:6x
Covered in blood!
Threats: xThug, dead [Nothing] xThug, charging after you [Knife] xThug, charging at you [Bottle] xThug, charging after you [Chair] xThug, charging after you [Knife] xThug, charging after you [Knife] xThug, charging after you [Knife] >Thug, charging after you [Chair] >Thug, charging at you [Bottle] >Thug, backing away [Chair] >Thug, backing away [Knife] >Thug, backing away[Chair] >Thug, charging at you [Bottle] >Thug, getting ready to flee [Bottle] >Thug, charging after you [Knife] >Thug, charging after you [Chair]
Aaron Zombie Hyperdrive- Red Eyes https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NZf15xVrOW8
In a swift motion you make his throat meet your knife, jamming it through the jugular and pulling it out. He clutches his throat gasping for air, you kick him in the gut, sending him sailing down the steps and into the bar. Deafening silence takes hold for a moment as you make your entrance. One of the thugs break the silence with a warcry as he charges at you with Poolcue overhead. You fling your knife at him, they quickly become acquainted as the blade plunges deep into his eye.
He screams as he collapses to the ground before blood loss takes his life.
The bar quietly approaches you raising their weapons, the guys at the bar start for the backrooms behind the bar.
You wake up and slam your fist on the alarm clock, take a leak in the sink, fish out some pain pills from your cabinet along with some "Mucky Charms". Sitting on your couch you crack open the box, pop the pills, and snack as you watch some late night TV. You're just about to enjoy yourself a cigarette when your answering machine beeps.
"*Beep* Hey this is Sarah over at the Pleasure Den, I have a few punks that are harassing the girls here and not paying their tab. I was wondering if you could show them how we take care of free loaders, thank you. And remember to wear our uniform."
GET TO THE CAR
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Mrnocamera on April 13, 2015, 06:01:23 pm
Yellow grabs the chair off the floor and throws it at the nearest guy, running towards him and punching him in the groin, followed by an elbow to the face and a weapon grab.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Wheel-Son on April 13, 2015, 06:04:16 pm
Aaron runs to his Knife and grabs it, he readies it and if someone gets too close he will stab him in the stomach then the neck.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: ajwilli1 on April 13, 2015, 06:16:10 pm
[[Simple. Violent. And allows me to post a ton of badass music. Needless to say, I haven't had this much fun since The Highway.]]
Elizabeth ORGE- The Bench https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YIArHoMf_XA
You grab the wooden chair and fling it at the nearest goon who also is wielding a chair. It soars through the air, and he smacks it away. You lean in for a punch only to have the goon swing his chair and knock you in the head. You fall to the ground, your head feeling like it was dipped in lava, everything is going cold, you feel your mask being removed to reveal who you are.
In your black and blurry vision you see the goon above you with a smirk on his face, "I know this bitch. She works down by at O'Donalds Food-Mart. Don't worry no one will miss her." He stomps the rest of the life out of you.
Type 'R' to restart [[You'll be reset before the action that killed you, basically you can do it different and hopefully the dice are in your favor. You just lose your combo... for now.]]
Covered in blood!
Threats: xThug, dead [Nothing] xThug, charging after you [Knife] xThug, charging at you [Bottle] xThug, charging after you [Chair] xThug, charging after you [Knife] xThug, charging after you [Knife] xThug, charging after you [Knife] >Thug, laughing [Chair] >Thug, going to take a dump [Bottle] >Thug, getting back to their drink[Chair] >Thug, checking the safe [Knife] >Thug, getting back to their drink [Chair] >Thug, cleaning up their dead friends [Bottle] >Thug, putting on your mask [Bottle] >Thug, going to dispose of your corpse [Knife] >Thug, sitting back down [Chair]
Aaron Zombie Hyperdrive- Red Eyes https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NZf15xVrOW8
You quickly retrieve your knife, ready to take out any others that approach you. Behind you, you hear someone charge at you. You quickly spin around, stab him in the gut and then plunge your knife into his neck, ripping apart the flesh as you tear it out of his throat. The thugs are starting to close in all around you, be ready.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Hibou on April 13, 2015, 06:34:17 pm
Mack grabs his bandanna and goggles, and descends the stairs of his apartment building. He throws open the front door of his car, tosses the mask into the passenger seat and coaxes the car to life.
Another day on the job.
((In reality, I missed filling out the day job box. He's pretty much unemployed, though.))
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Wheel-Son on April 13, 2015, 09:54:06 pm
Aaron throws the knife at the nearest thug then he grabs a pool cue and smash it over another thug's head. Then he uses the broken piece to stab another thug in the torso. If they get too close for comfort he dodge rolls towards the bar and heads into the back, looking for blades to throw at more goons. A bar is bound to have SOMESORT sort of knife or blade.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Perigrin on April 14, 2015, 12:14:53 am
Wow tonight slipped away. I will post my stuff tommarow, when I can think straight.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: ajwilli1 on April 14, 2015, 08:13:50 pm
[[Waiting for Mrnocamera to 'type R to restart' and Perigrin to finish his sheet. I'll update tomorrow and hope their posts are out. I'm not going to burn myself out on writing, because now I'm writing four things all at once [12th Harvest, this, SCP tale, and SS13 related thing.]]
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Mrnocamera on April 15, 2015, 03:45:32 am
(TERRIBLE, TERRIBLE THING GO.)
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: ajwilli1 on April 17, 2015, 01:28:34 pm
Elizabeth ORGE- The Bench https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YIArHoMf_XA
Your vision begins to get all static-y like a VHS tape on rewind, you feel bits of your skull piece themselves back together, your flesh sewing itself back into place, and your vision clearing up. Suddenly it stops, you're back to where you were before your killing frenzy, covered head-to-toe in blood.
The knife wielding thug goes in for a strike but you successfully counter-attack. Ramming your fist into his mouth busting his lip wide open, you grab his shirt and pull him into your other fist, striking him in the throat you hear something 'pop' underneath his flesh and he starts drooling ridiculous amounts of blood. You quickly scrape your knife off the floor and go...
INTO A FRENZY!
The next one comes after you with a bottle, quickly you stab him in the chest in rapid succession landing six successful strikes piercing the ribs, heart, lungs, and stomach. His shirt begins soaking with blood as you kick him to the ground and nab his bottle. You take a quick swig before the chair wielding foe approaches you, you smash the bottle across his face and send him dropping to the ground.
Out of the corner of your eye you see some knife wielding goon hoping over a table, once close enough you jam your knife straight into his throat. He seizes up as blood shoots out from his jugular and splatters all over your mask and hands. You turn to face two more guys fast approaching, taking your busted bottle you swipe it across the ones throat, severing his throat and sending it flying across the bar. The other goon takes a foot to the chest, and he gets slammed into a table breaking his back in the process.
Below your feet is the chair-wielding thug from earlier, he struggles to get to his feet. You kick him over on his back, get on top of him, and slam the broken glass bottle straight into his forehead.
You notice some of the goons are starting to back away. While others are maneuvering around the tables to get to you.
Covered in blood!
Threats: xThug, dead [Nothing] xThug, charging after you [Knife] xThug, charging at you [Bottle] xThug, charging after you [Chair] xThug, charging after you [Knife] xThug, charging after you [Knife] xThug, charging after you [Knife] >Thug, charging after you [Chair] >Thug, charging at you [Bottle] >Thug, backing away [Chair] >Thug, backing away [Knife] >Thug, backing away[Chair] >Thug, charging at you [Bottle] >Thug, getting ready to flee [Bottle] >Thug, charging after you [Knife] >Thug, charging after you [Chair]
Aaron Zombie Hyperdrive- Red Eyes https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NZf15xVrOW8
You flip the knife and catch it by the blade, flinging it into another goon. It plunges straight into his heart, killing him instantly. You roll and nab a pool cue from the floor, you quickly swing and crack some fool upside the head, breaking your cue in half; chunks of greymatter and skull go flying over the pool tables, staining it with a nice shade of red. Another comes at you quickly, he swings but you block the shot with your arm, busting his cue across your arm.
Running on pure adrenaline you stab the broken into the man's ribcage, deciding that's not enough you push him back and kick it deeper into his chest. You hear a sickening crack as the jagged-points of the pool cue break through his rib cage and puncture his lungs. You feel the back of your head start to tickle as you...
GO INTO A FRENZY
You roll backwards towards the bar, grabbing two bottles from the counter. A goon comes to close and you swing the bottle across his head, sending him crashing to the floor. You stab the broken bit of bottle into his neck, and jerking it out leaving a sizable flesh wound. Another goon comes up, you throw the unbroken bottle into his face, he screams and collapses to the floor, blood painting his face red. Then the last goon comes up out of nowhere, you manage to dodge roll away as he swings barely missing you by an inch.
You're now trapped in a corner, the goon who just took a swing is charging. In a quick moment you swing, you hear the sound of glass breaking, and the goon's pool cue slams into your gut knocking the wind out of you. The goon collapses to the floor and so do you, the wind is knocked out of you, you feel really exhausted as the adrenaline wears off, and one last guy in the room is fast approaching.
MEGA DRIVE- Exoskeleton https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=psvkEwBr-fU
You sped out into the Miami streets. The location is down near the ghetto, several Cuban street-thugs eye you as you pull up to the 'Pleasure Den', its busted neon light sign being the only form of illumination for the parking lot and surrounding area.
At the front door is a bouncer smoking a joint, you can smell it from here. He noticed you already, but is either too high or just doesn't give enough of a **** to tell you to get lost.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Wheel-Son on April 17, 2015, 01:51:44 pm
Aaron gets up, coughing, he readies himself to dodge. He feels like he's not getting enough air due to his gasmask. "C'mon bring it." if he sucessfully dodges he dashes into the back looking for a blade of some sort.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Mrnocamera on April 17, 2015, 02:49:10 pm
Yellow grabs the chair, and throws it at one of the thugs backing away, then backs up towards the door a little.
(Protip: You didn't change the thug descriptions. ONE OF THEM HAS STOLEN MY MASK.)
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: ajwilli1 on April 17, 2015, 03:33:37 pm
It appears I forgot to change the idle quotes, let me fix that.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Wheel-Son on April 17, 2015, 05:15:08 pm
At first I thought someone was wearing my Gas Mask and I was like "AW HELL NAW"
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Its 25 cents to make a collect call]
Post by: Hibou on April 17, 2015, 05:22:37 pm
Mack puts the goggles on, hanging around his neck, and stuffs his bandanna in his hoodie pocket. He steps out of the car, casually, pretending he had a reason to be here other than to kill everyone inside.
He walks calmly over to the bouncer, and gives him an upward nod to acknowledge his presence. He grabs the handle of the club door, cool as a cucumber, and stops. He turns his head away from the bouncer, and steels himself for what was about to happen. He lets go of the handle, and hurls a punch with that hand at the side of the bouncer's head.
Should this all go smoothly, he gets down on top of him and slams his head repeatedly against the concrete, one bone crushing slam after the other without slowing, like some kind of animal.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Dial up the operators, we need you]
Post by: ajwilli1 on June 13, 2015, 03:50:47 am
Aaron Zombie Hyperdrive- Red Eyes https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NZf15xVrOW8
You feel as if time stopped, everything is slowly going into motion. You feel yourself get "willed" to your side as you narrowly avoid getting bashed with a cue. You hurry and flip up to your feet, you feel lightheaded, your breath is getting heavy, you feel like your suffocating, and yet you manage to pull of the amazing feat of sliding over the bar. Only you fall flat on your face once you get over. Mere inches from your head is a busted glass bottle, its edges as narrow and sharp as razors; from behind you can hear the heavy thumping of "Ivan's" footsteps as he comes around the bar.
Think fast
Combo:8x
Covered in blood!
Threats xThug, dead [Nothing] xThug, dead [Pool Cue] xThug, approaching [Pool Cue] xThug, approaching [Pool Cue] xThug, approaching [Pool Cue] xThug, approaching [Pool Cue] xThug, approaching [Pool Cue] xThug, approaching [Pool Cue] xThug, approaching [Pool Cue] >Thug, He'll be coming around the bar when he comes! [Pool Cue] >Thug, running [?] >Thug, running [?] >Thug, running [?] >Thug, running [?] >Thug, running [?]
Mack
MEGA DRIVE- Exoskeleton https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=psvkEwBr-fU
You feel your heart race, why? You've done this before, you live in a shithole, why worry now? Not like you have much to live for anyway.
As quick and as heavy as a bear's swing, you send the stoned bouncer tumbling into a concrete parking marker (hope that's what they're called); he has no time to react as you jump on his back, grab his head by his thick curly hair and slam his head into the marker, blood, bone, and all sorts of chunky bits; stick to the marker in thick gooey chunks of gore with bits of skin peeling each time you lift his head. You release him once his gurgles for mercy have ceased.
Now you have to worry about his four buddies that eye'd you as you parked. One has a chain, casually windmilling it; the next is flipping out a butterfly knife; the third reveals a small dented lead pipe from under his leather jacket; and the last of the pack slides something metallic and shiny onto his knuckles.
Combo:1x
Threats
xThug, dead [Nothing] xStoned Bouncer, nothing but brain paste
>Chain Cuban, looking like a fool >Knife Cuban, looking like the Red Spy >Pipe Cuban, patting his pipe against his hand (innuendo?) >Knuckle Cuban, about to go all Cuban Pete on yer' ass
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Pressed 'R' to restart]
Post by: guest48 on June 13, 2015, 04:18:28 am
R to Restart
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Pressed 'R' to restart]
Post by: Wheel-Son on June 13, 2015, 05:53:13 am
Aaron preps to elbow the thug that lunged at him, if he's knocked down he crushes his skull under his foot.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Pressed 'R' to restart]
Post by: ajwilli1 on June 24, 2015, 08:00:27 pm
Just a quick update for this. A mod for this (which the story was Co-Written by Kilozombie, might be the same one) had just been announced. Thought it was funny.
But anyway. I'm thinking about redoing this as an IRC RP, I'll put up a poll to see what the survey says.
Title: Re: Hotline Miami: Redialed [Getting a name change and possibly doing IRC]
Post by: ajwilli1 on June 26, 2015, 03:06:55 pm
I love how only three people play this and yet there's five votes.