Shooting range

[Nightwing]

Its a shooting Rang. There is a section for hunting dear, ducks, and other wild animals. and for those of us that dont like moving targets there are normal targets of different shapes and sizes. We also sell guns.

[Nightwing]

*Terence walks in. He draws his Walther P99 and starts shooting targets. He gets the bulls eye every time*

[thehothead]

Shiv walks in.
He trips and falls, accidentally firing his pistol.
He get's three bulls eyes.

[Nightwing]

*Terence laughs and helps him up.*

[thehothead]

Thank you.
I have the best bad luck ever. Or the worst good luck. I'm not sure.

[Nightwing]

What kind of gun is that? asks Terence as he lights a cigarette.

[thehothead]

Custom pistol. Completely unique.

[Nightwing]

Those are pretty expensive. What do you do that earns you so much money?

[thehothead]

I Found it.

[Nightwing]

You fined things for a living?

[thehothead]

You could say that. And people. And information. But what I mean is I found the pistol. On the ground. After I tripped over a live grenade.

[Nightwing]

Are you a detective? Oh, I should probably introduce my self. I'm captain Terence Parkinson, kings regiment, MI6, British secret service.

[Vhaidara]

(Oh no! Not another James Bond!)

[thehothead]

Shiv Lightly, private detective.

[Nightwing]

Want a cigarette?

[thehothead]

No thank you, I just gave up smoking.

[Nightwing]

"Wrong week to quit pall" says a man aiming his gun at them.

*Terence spins around and shots him in the arm*

[J_Muller]

Shiv Lightly, private detective.

((Shiv Lightly? Where's his assitant, Shoot Faintly? Or perhaps Stab Softly?:smalltongue: ))

[Nightwing]

(( I bet people make jokes light " If you want to popular in jail you have to shiv harder!"))

[Nightwing]

*The man draws a knife and attacks Terence. Terence dodges and hits him in the jaw. Terence then drags him away*

[Nightwing]

*Terrance re enters*

[The Black Prince]

((Sorry didn't notice this))

Nick walks in, Nice place, what kind of weapons are in there?

[Nightwing]

"Any gun you want we got" says the man at the front desk.

[The Black Prince]

Well I'll take a Mosin-Nagant, Russian, World War II, or no, maybe a Kar98, that'll make it tougher.

[Nightwing]

*He hand him a Kar98*

Lets begin.

*Terrence walks over to the shooting range. He takes a handkerchief and puts it over his eyes like a blind fold. He draws his Walther P99 and fires two shots. both are bulls eyes*

[The Black Prince]

Ohhh, a pistol fight then. Well let's see, I'll go easy on you. Nick steps back so that he is around 250 yards from the target, holds his pistol in one hand, pulls the trigger, once , twice, thrice, on the target there is only evidence of one shot.

[Nightwing]

*He fires at the same spot as Nick, and hits the exact spot. He walks over and pulls one of his bullets out of the hole.*

[The Black Prince]

Anymore challenging targets, these are to easy.

[Nightwing]

*Three men with tommy guns come out behind Terrence.*

" The only easy target hear is you"

Do we have to go though this again?

*He turns around and grabs a tommy gun. he hits two of them with it and knocks them out. He shoots the last one*

[The Black Prince]

Nick says, Really, do you have to use that gun, it's German you know and not even used in the U.K. Who are you? And what was that show there?

[Nightwing]

I said who I was. I work for the British government. And they work for the man that brought me here in the first place.

*Deadtime*

[The Black Prince]

((Me too, got to go, See in the morning -4 GMT))

[The Black Prince]

((Deadtime's over, sorry for double post wanted to get your attention))

[Nightwing]

((No problem))

Be care full. There might me more coming.

[The Black Prince]

As if I couldn't handle it, come on man. I'm in the Special Forces, I'm one of the most elite soldiers in the world, and probably the most elite here.

[Nightwing]

You would be, but Unfortunately I'm here.

[The Black Prince]

Jokingly, Well I bet you and me together, we're more elite than the entire army of China put together.

((the DELTA Police look fun))

[Nightwing]

I dont know. I have been there a few times. They are pretty good. I was almost killed.....I think that was the time I was dangled over a pit of lava.

[The Black Prince]

((And how did ya get out of that? Plot Device? Random teleportation? what about us joining the DELTA police?))

Alright then, How about, Does Russia work? No they're to, well heroic,

[Emperor Ing]

General Aier walks in
Ok...

[The Black Prince]

Great timing we were just trying to solve an age old dispute, do you come from earth?

[Emperor Ing]

...earth?...

[The Black Prince]

Never mind.

[Emperor Ing]

Ok, now talk to me. what is this place?

[The Black Prince]

This is a shooting range owned and operated by Terence over there

[Emperor Ing]

heh, a planet...divided into different nations? heheheh, how does that work? hahahah

Shooting range? Sweet!
Aier pulls out a sniper rifle

[The Black Prince]

The shooting range is equipped with targets at anywhere between 20 feet and 300 yards. There is a live animal hunting area as well, over there.

He deadtimes, making sure that the sniper is put back.

[Emperor Ing]

((err, your sniper or mine?))
Aier walks up to the 300yard range
Hmm...Im more used to targets 8 kilometers away
Aier puts away his sniper, and pulls out his blaster pistol.

[The Black Prince]

Nick asks if he can get a job here, he thinks of making adjustments, maybe adding a practice field. Possibly paint ball, or harmless laser.

[Nightwing]

((He used his razor cuff links to cut the rope around his hands and feet. Then instead of falling he grabbed onto rope, climbed up, throw the man lowering me into into the pit, and escaped))

I would love it if you would work here.

[The Black Prince]

Cool. I think this place could use a load of stuff.

[Xerillum]

Xerillum pops out of a portal in Nick's back. Sorry! Didn't see you there! What's this ee-arth you were talking about?

[The Black Prince]

Does anybody know what earth is? Nick says exasperated, It's the planet I come from, got it, good.

____________________________________________

I'm gonna go explore a little bit. I'll be back in about an hour, K?

[Emperor Ing]

Is it worth the Galactic Empire conquering?
Aier fires shots at the target with his pistol

[Nightwing]

Alright. You can keep the gun.

[Emperor Ing]

Aier turns to the target
perfect shot, as usual.

[The Black Prince]

Nick and Rob arrive back,

Terrence! I'm back, may I introduce to you my subordinate, Capt. Robert Baker of the U.S. Special Forces. He was teleported here with the biggest batch a' gold you ever did see.

Hello.

[Nightwing]

*a blaster shot is fired and it flies right over Aiers head, probably burning his hair a little. It hits a bulls eye, and Lanno walks up behind Air*

[Xerillum]

Xerillum fires his M4 at the target. The target has a small hole in the center going straight through. He repeats this accuracy with a Glock, an ASZ-24 Repeating Assault Cannon ((An arm mounted, Aszarkian made machine gun)) and a rifle. He walks back through the portal in Nicks back, and closes it up.

[The Black Prince]

What the hell was that?!?!?!?

[Nightwing]

Some one just walked through your back.

[The Black Prince]

Oh, it was nothin, that guy just walked through my back. Anyway. Rob, meet Capt. Terence of MI6

[Nightwing]

*He shacks Robs hand*

[The Black Prince]

I'm Nick's immediate subordinate. Good to meet another member of the profession.

[The Black Prince]

You know, together we're probably more elite than everyone here, maybe we should start a military for this town, or do you have one already?

[Nightwing]

There is a gun shot and the man at the front desk falls dead. 10 Nazis aim there guns at Rob, Nick, and Terrence.


. Drop the guns. You have killed many of are troops. now the troops vill kill you.

No! you got it wrong! you were supposed to say "In Soviet Russia are troop kill you".

*The Head Nazi slaps him*

I dont vant any of your smart mouth.

[Emperor Ing]

Ok, tell me, what is this 'Earth'?

[Nightwing]

((You will get shot! the second you drop down all ten will fire at you! Just surrender))

[The Black Prince]

((Sorry, post deleted))

What do you want? Surely we've done nothing to you, what do you want with Terrence any way?

[Nightwing]

*Ten mobsters with Tommy guns walk out behind Nick*

That is quit simple. Ve vant Mr. Parkinson dead.

Join the club.

*He kick Terence in the ribs, knocking him to the ground.*

[The Black Prince]

Nick and Rob protect Terrence.

[Nightwing]

Its me he wants. But he wont get me.

*smoke shoots from his watch, Knocking out all the Nazis except the leader and his body guard*

I will take them. You get the mobsters.

[The Black Prince]

Grenade!

Fire in the hole!

Smoke issues from the grenades.

Nick and Rob shoot at the remaining mobsters while making efforts to dodge bullets

[Nightwing]

Kill him Odis.

*He body guard swings a punch a Terence. Terrence ducks and Odi's fist goes right though a tree.

[The Black Prince]

Darn it Rob! I meant a Frag!
Nick rolls into the fight battering the last mobsters with his fists.
Rob moves to aid Terrence and shoots at the head Nazi.

[Nightwing]

*Odis reaches out and catches the bullet. He then squeezes It to dust*

[The Black Prince]

(( I gotta go have lunch, I'll be back in 15-60 minutes, and yes I know! It's late.))

[The Black Prince]

Rob fires at the guy who didn't crush his bullet, Nick continues to beat up on the mobsters.

((Again sorry about the double post.))

[Nightwing]

*Odis lumbers over to Nick and swings a punch*

[The Black Prince]

Nick doesn't see it coming and spins around while falling to the floor. Unless the punch was uber and knocked him out, Nick slides his feet under Odis's and tries to knock him down while Rob fires three times at Odis.

[Nightwing]

((It should knock him out. His fist did go though a tree.))

*The bullets bounce off*

You cannot defeat him with out this.

*he holds out a self destruct button. Terrence rips of a cuff link and throws it. it hits the button and Otis blows up. The Nazi starts to run away*

[The Black Prince]

Nick falls unconcious, Stop! You can't get away. @ Nazi

[Nightwing]

I think i can!

*Terrence draws his gun but he does not have any bullets left*

[The Black Prince]

Rob Puts a bullet in the Nazi's ear. Next one's in your head!

[Nightwing]

*He fires his gun at Rob*

[The Black Prince]

((Who, the Nazi?))

Seeing as he is running the Nazi's shot must be hard, Rob attempts to dodge it and if he does shoots the Nazi in the head.

[Nightwing]

((Yes))

*The Nazi misses and is shot in the head*

[The Black Prince]

Rob goes to check on Nick, Is there a hospital nearby?

[Nightwing]

*A Nazi wakes up and fires a shot at Nick*

[The Black Prince]

Rob pushes Nick out of the way, but the bullet is lodged tightly into his left arm.

((Deadtime))

[The Black Prince]

((You know, I wouldn't have to double post if you would post an action already!))

[Nightwing]

*he shoots the Nazi*

I know were there is a hospital! Lets go!

[Emperor Ing]

*sigh* another day....

[The Black Prince]

Could you help me pick Nick up?

[Nightwing]

*He picks Nick up by the legs.*

You get the head.

[The Black Prince]

He helps pick Nick up, slightly favoring his left arm, it got shot remember!

[Nightwing]

((Meat me in the hospital thread.))

[The Black Prince]

Nick and Rob enter, Terrence? Terrence! Where are you?

[Nightwing]

*Two bullets wiz by there ears*

Right behind you.

[The Black Prince]

Thats really not nice, Nick says fake-pouting :(

((Got to go now, see ya later! I'll be out golfing, from 10-3ish and I have to get ready. See ya later!))

[Emperor Ing]

Aier walks out

[Nightwing]

So, how is are organization coming?is the building almost up?

[master ranger]

steven CG ranger 13
str: 24 magic items
dex: 18
con: 18
int: 16
wis: 16
cha: 16
wepons: magic longsword, sunblade, magic exploding crossbow, and magic heavymace.
a 13 year-old boy who hates and will kill on stite goblinoids,undead,and evil outsiders, the slavers of the baron revlo.
hi can i shoot with my crossbow and if yes i'll pay for the new target.

[Nightwing]

Go on in. yyfddgyc