by Painted Gate » Sun Aug 02, 2015 12:54 am
by Maklohi Vai » Sun Aug 02, 2015 1:32 am
by Ikania » Sun Aug 02, 2015 2:43 am
by Centralised Police Deputy » Sun Aug 02, 2015 8:07 am
by Painted Gate » Sun Aug 02, 2015 11:19 pm
by Ikania » Sun Aug 02, 2015 11:26 pm
by Centralised Police Deputy » Mon Aug 03, 2015 1:04 am
by Centralised Police Deputy » Mon Aug 03, 2015 1:38 am
by DLFC » Mon Aug 03, 2015 2:06 am
by Calaverdean Army » Mon Aug 03, 2015 2:40 am
DLFC wrote:The Democratic Liberation Front of Calaverde had been quiet for some months; other groups had taken up the fight against the oppressors. The DLFC had helped them in this, subtly. Now it was time to remind the nation that they still existed.
General Bolivar Station, San Cristobal
This station had been chosen for a reason. Simon Bolivar was a revolutionary. Now his name was occupied by the forces of capitalism.
Eduardo and Roberto walked onto the station platform and sure enough down near the middle of the platform, there were four paratroopers standing around waiting for people to bother. Few others were around as San Cristobal had been paralyzed with fear. They noticed the pair and in particular Eduardo's duffel bag. Eduardo knew what he had to do. He nodded to Roberto
"Oi, over there!" Roberto shouted and pointed beyond the paratroopers hoping to draw away their attention. As he did, Eduardo reached into his already loaded sawn-off shotgun and began firing at the soldiers.
by DLFC » Mon Aug 03, 2015 2:43 am
by Calaverdean Army » Mon Aug 03, 2015 2:52 am
DLFC wrote:Eduardo let off a couple more shots before being collapsing under the hail of bullets. Roberto attempted to run the direction that him and his friend had come but a bullet pierced him in the leg causing him to fall alongside the now dying Eduardo. There was to be no escaping the authorities for Roberto.
by DLFC » Mon Aug 03, 2015 2:54 am
Calaverdean Army wrote:DLFC wrote:Eduardo let off a couple more shots before being collapsing under the hail of bullets. Roberto attempted to run the direction that him and his friend had come but a bullet pierced him in the leg causing him to fall alongside the now dying Eduardo. There was to be no escaping the authorities for Roberto.
The two soldiers left standing quickly approached the terrorist duo, rifles pointed at their bloodied persons that were laying on the ground. They kept their weapons on the two until police constables and paramedics descended on the scene. They pronounced one of the soldiers and assailants each dead. The grievously wounded soldier would make it, if they got to the hospital in time.
The second attacker was handcuffed by an officer.
"I am placing you under arrest for terrorism and murder in the first degree. You do not have to say anything if you do not wish to do so, but anything you do say may be noted in evidence and used against you in a court of law. Do you understand?"
by Centralised Police Deputy » Mon Aug 03, 2015 3:38 am
* Roberto_Villa is waiting
* Detective_Perez walks into the interrogation room and sits down.
* Captain_Phillips walks in.
* Captain_Phillips stands at the door.
<Detective_Perez> Roberto Villa.
<Detective_Perez> 24.
<Detective_Perez> From Rideau.
<Detective_Perez> Is this correct?
<Roberto_Villa> Well done
<Detective_Perez> I'll take that to mean yes.
<Detective_Perez> First thing's first.
<Detective_Perez> Why?
<Detective_Perez> Why any of this?
<Roberto_Villa> Revolutions don't just happen, Mr. Detective.
<Roberto_Villa> They require action.
<Roberto_Villa> The action of the working class against the capitalist state.
<Detective_Perez> So what you're saying is that you came down all the way here from Rideau to shoot up a bunch of soldiers standing at a train stop in the middle of nowhere
<Detective_Perez> in the name of some communist revolution.
<Detective_Perez> Let's cut the crap.
<Detective_Perez> We'll try again.
<Detective_Perez> Why this station? Why these soldiers?
<Roberto_Villa> I'm sure you don't need to be educated about the significance of General Bolivar, Mr. Detective. Bolivar was a...revolutionary
<Roberto_Villa> It's the symbolism of it all.
<Detective_Perez> You still haven't answered either of my questions.
<Detective_Perez> There's a million and one things in this country named after General Bolivar.
<Detective_Perez> Why did you come so far just to attack this one?
<Roberto_Villa> I only do what I'm told
<Roberto_Villa> I don't question it.
<Detective_Perez> And who told you exactly? The ghost of Trotsky?
* Roberto_Villa chuckles
<Roberto_Villa> My orders are delivered by mail. The return address is constantly changing.
<Roberto_Villa> I don't know who's sending them
<Detective_Perez> Return addresses include names, do they not?
<Roberto_Villa> Perhaps. I can't remember really.
<Roberto_Villa> And even if I did, why would I tell you?
* Captain_Phillips approaches the table
<Captain_Phillips> Look here, Mr. Villa.
<Captain_Phillips> In two hours, I'll have a subpoena for every mail record to your home dating all the way to 2004 and a SWAT team knocking your door down and tearing your house apart looking for evidence.
<Captain_Phillips> You better tell us what we need to know, now.
<Roberto_Villa> That's lovely. There's nothing of real interest in my house other than my grandfather's wristwatch and his King James Bible. I'm a simple man you see.
<Roberto_Villa> Captain
<Roberto_Villa> I assume that's your title
<Roberto_Villa> A revolution IS coming. That is what you need to know.
<Captain_Phillips> I quiver in fear at the thought of your two-man revolution and imaginary pen pals.
<Roberto_Villa> Two-man? Oh don't underestimate us. Eduardo and I were just foot soldiers, entirely disposable. The real revolutionaries are still out there poised to strike. They are the ones taking out the politician class. Martial law has only angered us further and it has brought the DLFC out of the shadows for the first time in some months.
* Roberto_Villa smirks
<Captain_Phillips> Thank you for your time, Mr. Roberto.
* Captain_Phillips leaves and turns off the light.
* Detective_Perez walks out and slams the door behind him, leaving Roberto_Villa in pitch darkness.
<Roberto_Villa> Could I get some fucking water
by Painted Gate » Mon Aug 03, 2015 9:02 pm
Centralised Police Deputy wrote:-snip-
by Calaverdean Army » Mon Aug 03, 2015 9:20 pm
Painted Gate wrote:"Do you recognize this van?"
"Yes. I've seen it before. It's been parked next door." She pointed to the next house down the street.
"And this man and these two women?"
"That woman, yes. *she pointed to Esmeralda* She comes and goes a lot to that house. The man and the other woman, I think I've seen them, so I guess they're associated. I don't know for sure."
"Thank you for your help señora."
"You're welcome."
by Painted Gate » Mon Aug 03, 2015 9:25 pm
Calaverdean Army wrote:-cut-
by Centralised Police Deputy » Mon Aug 03, 2015 9:38 pm
by Painted Gate » Mon Aug 03, 2015 9:50 pm
Centralised Police Deputy wrote:"Sir," slowly said Detective Marquez as he stared at the man, "I am placing you under arrest under suspicion of complicity in first-degree murder. You do not have to say anything if you do not wish to do so, but anything you do say may be noted in evidence and used against you in a court of law. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
by Centralised Police Deputy » Mon Aug 03, 2015 10:05 pm
Painted Gate wrote:Centralised Police Deputy wrote:"Sir," slowly said Detective Marquez as he stared at the man, "I am placing you under arrest under suspicion of complicity in first-degree murder. You do not have to say anything if you do not wish to do so, but anything you do say may be noted in evidence and used against you in a court of law. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"Si."
by Painted Gate » Mon Aug 03, 2015 10:19 pm
by Centralised Police Deputy » Mon Aug 03, 2015 10:48 pm
Painted Gate wrote:"My name is Alejandro Sabillos. Where's Esmeralda?"
He was genuinely curious. Obviously this fracas was a result of whatever she had been planning for the past few months, but he wasn't sure how it had turned out.
by Painted Gate » Mon Aug 03, 2015 10:58 pm
Centralised Police Deputy wrote:"She's in our custody," came the reply. "Now, Mr. Sabillos, first thing's first. Who are you?"
by Centralised Police Deputy » Mon Aug 03, 2015 11:15 pm
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