Washington 2017: The U.S. Political RP IC-Volume II (OPEN)

[Vaquas]

Brooks loses her grip with one hand and she yells in pain as the smaller woman inside assaults her other. Using the momentary stall to her advantage, Brooks deftly retrieves the pepper spray from her belt and begins spraying it with abandon into the interior of the vehicle.

[Tumblrena]

Claunch, New Mexico
0627
Wednesday
July 5
2017

Now that an officer is shooting right over his partner Rosa abandons any hope that there is anyone reasonable here and hoping that the hard stop and punch knocked off the officer she ducks low praying a prayer to a God she does not believe in and puts the pedal to the floor in drive hoping not to feel bullets punch through her.

[Tumblrena]

Claunch, New Mexico
0627
Wednesday
July 5
2017

Rosa ducking low keeps the pepper spray from going right into her eyes but it is still there and her driving blind is now driving extra blind with the acceleration.

[Tumblrena]

Claunch, New Mexico
0628
Wednesday
July 5
2017

Rosa mistakes the car backfiring for being shot at but still thinks she is under attack as the car accelerates and she keeps her head down with her eyes stinging and thinking the officer can't possibly keep holding on.

[Uttland]

Officer Mark Lopez

Lopez lowered his aim towards the ground, but kept both hands over his firearm, and slowly approached the vehicle. "Ma'am, please exit the vehicle," he said sternly.

[Tumblrena]

Claunch, New Mexico
0628
Wednesday
July 5
2017

Rosa cannot hear the officer since the car is accelerating as fast as it can as she just tries to hold the wheel steady and straight while she blinks in pain with her head still ducked.

[Vaquas]

Officer Brooks falls from the vehicle and is unlucky enough to have her right hand crushed under a tire, causing her to scream in agonizing, bloodcurdling pain. The pepper spray is dropped and she screams at her partner to open fire on the vehicle.

[Uttland]

Officer Mark Lopez

Lopez realized the vehicle had not stopped. The heat warmed his skin, sweat rolling down his face. The Sun's rays had blurred his vision. Nothing looked right anymore. He shook his head and soldiered on, raising his firearm again. "I mean-uh-STOP the vehicle!" he shouted desperately.

[Tumblrena]

Claunch, New Mexico
0629
Wednesday
July 5
2017

Rosa finally looks up and her eyes are red and blinking. With the the broken window and the distance she cannot hear the officer but she would not have stopped even if she did here him. Her eyes water as her vision slowly improves but she keeps driving with the pedal all the way to the floor straight down the road.

[Uttland]

Officer Mark Lopez

Lopez was still dazed, but upon hearing what his partner said, jumped into action. He stopped, and aimed at the tires of the car in particular, and fired five times. The car was far away, making this somewhat desperate.

[Vaquas]

Officer Brooks screams into her radio that she has been attacked and that her hand has been crushed, and that the suspect has been sprayed. She manages to get out the color and make of the vehicle as she fumbles with her backup weapon and takes aim, firing a few shots towards the retreating car as tears stream down her face.

"Shots fired!" she adds into the radio before screaming at Lopez. "GET THE CAR!"

[Democratic Peoples republic of Kelvinsi]

Rural New Mexico

Juan Johnson was very happy that he was allowed to drink alcohol on the job. Well he was not really, but his department was too lazy to check anyways. Normally he would get few calls anyways, but today there appeared to be some sort of disturbance in Claunch of all places. He rapidly proceeded to forget to turn his sirens on and sped to the location, however in his drunken state he was driving on the wrong side of the otherwise deserted highway. It did not appear to be a problem until his ambulance started drifting off the highway and onto the side of the road right in a collision course with the officers.

[Tumblrena]

Claunch, New Mexico
0630
Wednesday
July 5
2017

Rosa does not ever see the bullet coming. It hits her in the back of the head and keeps going through the skull into the brain. Maybe it is too fast for her to feel anything or maybe she feels all of it. She slumps over to the seat and her hands fall off the wheel and her foot off of the pedal and the car glides to a quiet stop.

[Uttland]

Officer Mark Lopez

Bullets flew, and made impact. Glass shattered, metal punctured, and rubber tires broken. The vehicles had suddenly started drifting and gliding ever so slowly down the road. Maybe the tires were non-operation, maybe she lost control, maybe she-it didn’t matter right now, what happened could easily be verified. Lopez looked towards his partner on the floor and said, “Ambulance and back up should be coming soon. I guess I should be going to see what’s happening up down the road.”

Initially the rookie walked with haste towards the stopped vehicle, but seeing no movement this turned into a leisurely stroll. The Sun did not let up one bit, and his faced was soaked in his sweat, attempts to wipe it futile. He put his gun back into his holster as he came closer, only lightly grabbing at his baton. Lopez came to the driver’s side of the vehicle and peered into the first window. It was a bloody mess-but what happened was very clear. He stepped back in horror, not fully processing the complete gravity of the situation but neither completely at ease. Lopez radioed back to Brooks, “Driver incapacitated, most likely dead.”

[Vaquas]

Officer Brooks sees the car come to a slow stop and does not think about what must have happened, her demolished hand useless, she fumbles with the radio and tells the backup to floor it and the paramedics to do the same. The pain is immense, but she stays lucid and looks to Lopez as he speaks.

She watches him reach the car. She sees his stagger and throws up a little bit in her mouth before letting it pour out when he confirms her suspicions. The girl looked so young. Jesus Christ.

Brooks radio'd back.

"What was the situation inside?"

[Uttland]

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Officer Brooks sees the car come to a slow stop and does not think about what must have happened, her demolished hand useless, she fumbles with the radio and tells the backup to floor it and the paramedics to do the same. The pain is immense, but she stays lucid and looks to Lopez as he speaks.

She watches him reach the car. She sees his stagger and throws up a little bit in her mouth before letting it pour out when he confirms her suspicions. The girl looked so young. Jesus Christ.

Brooks radio'd back.

"What was the situation inside?"

Officer Mark Lopez

In a monotone voice to disguise his own disgust and sadness, Lopez radioed back, “From what it looks like,” he gazed at the way the body was slumped over the wheel, and the hole in the back of the seat. “Right through. Right through the head.”

[Vaquas]

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Officer Brooks sees the car come to a slow stop and does not think about what must have happened, her demolished hand useless, she fumbles with the radio and tells the backup to floor it and the paramedics to do the same. The pain is immense, but she stays lucid and looks to Lopez as he speaks.

She watches him reach the car. She sees his stagger and throws up a little bit in her mouth before letting it pour out when he confirms her suspicions. The girl looked so young. Jesus Christ.

Brooks radio'd back.

"What was the situation inside?"

Officer Mark Lopez

In a monotone voice to disguise his own disgust and sadness, Lopez radioed back, “From what it looks like,” he gazed at the way the body was slumped over the wheel, and the hole in the back of the seat. “Right through. Right through the head.”

Officer Brooks

Brooks made a direct line for the car after the words came through the radio. It was a bad idea, she decided. She was going to do it anyways. This kid wasn't about to see this alone.

When she reached his side she recoiled at the sight. That was more blood than she had ever seen in her life. When she was young she had shot a pronghorn with her dad. It was so much different then. This was not an animal.

She made herself stare. She had to quickly get acquainted with something she knew she had to do.

"It wasn't you. It was me. I know it was, I can feel it." she said, lying, albeit convincingly. She was silent for a few moments before finally turning away from the lifeless body.

"What about inside of the building."

[Uttland]

Officer Mark Lopez

In a monotone voice to disguise his own disgust and sadness, Lopez radioed back, “From what it looks like,” he gazed at the way the body was slumped over the wheel, and the hole in the back of the seat. “Right through. Right through the head.”

Officer Brooks

Brooks made a direct line for the car after the words came through the radio. It was a bad idea, she decided. She was going to do it anyways. This kid wasn't about to see this alone.

When she reached his side she recoiled at the sight. That was more blood than she had ever seen in her life. When she was young she had shot a pronghorn with her dad. It was so much different then. This was not an animal.

She made herself stare. She had to quickly get acquainted with something she knew she had to do.

"It wasn't you. It was me. I know it was, I can feel it." she said, lying, albeit convincingly. She was silent for a few moments before finally turning away from the lifeless body.

"What about inside of the building."

Officer Mark Lopez

Lopez placed his hand beneath his chin, as if holding the weight of his head. He wasn’t observing, as it might appear, he wasn’t thinking much of anything at the moment, shock had begun to take hold. He didn’t feel his partner walk up next to him, and was stirred to her presence by her voice, claiming responsibility for the death. He wanted to interject and argue, but he couldn’t. He let her finish, up to where she asked question in the inside.

Lopez couldn’t let himself reply without at least attempting to argue her first point. “We don’t know that,” he said in a quick low tone, but he could muster nothing else, and moved on from the subject quickly.

“As for the inside,” he responded. “In a back room to the left, there’s a man lying on the ground unconscious, as I said before. He appears middle-aged, heavy-set, and is fully clothed. There was chair lying on the floor, uh, next to him. It was dented.”

[Vaquas]

Officer Brooks

Brooks nodded.

Brooks gently checked the woman's pulse via her wrist, and when nothing was there, she spoke into the radio, saying that the suspect was dead, that there was an unconscious man in the building with blunt force trauma wounds, and that everyone needed to hurry the hell up. Get a goddamned helicopter if you have to, just do something. Brooks noted the condition of her hand, and the horror of the situation, and said a small prayer.

"Lopez," she said, "Go stay with that man. I'll stay here."

[Uttland]

Officer Brooks

Brooks nodded.

Brooks gently checked the woman's pulse via her wrist, and when nothing was there, she spoke into the radio, saying that the suspect was dead, that there was an unconscious man in the building with blunt force trauma wounds, and that everyone needed to hurry the hell up. Get a goddamned helicopter if you have to, just do something. Brooks noted the condition of her hand, and the horror of the situation, and said a small prayer.

"Lopez," she said, "Go stay with that man. I'll stay here."

Officer Mark Lopez

”On it,” Lopez replied.

He walked at a mild pace back to that dilapidated shack where it seems no life was for years. That man on the floor was out like a light, he wasn’t going anywhere. So Lopez began to ponder the situation. The lack of any back-up or ambulances was troubling him; the roads were long and unruly, but certainly it couldn’t take this long, could it? And what business did these two people have being out here? Why was this young woman, young enough to be his classmate from a year ago, why was she in the same place as a portly middle-aged man? What connection did they have? Why was he unconscious? Why was she leaving? These questions could never be answered now, as it seemed; one was dead, the other essentially comatose.

Lopez reaches the building, and sure enough, the man was still there on the floor, he knelt down next to him and check for a pulse, finding one. He attempted to illicit a response from him, just still nothing. The rookie waited, hopefully an ambulance would come soon.

[Prolieum]

Gene Eric's Office, Harte Senate Office Building, Washington D.C.

Eric followed along, watching Anderson with a quiet eye. "I appreciate Raymond's praise," he noted in a fairly noncommittal tone. "I won't deny having my fair share of experience, but if I have special insights into the farming community, that's only from that experience here. My father was a salesman himself, not as successful as I hear yours was, but he made his living." Eric settled closer to the meat of the meeting. "Looks like we made it back to family talk, when that's not what we're here for. I've had half an eye on what you've been doing and saying in Pennsylvania, and I have my opinions on what I've seen and heard, but I like an older-fashioned kind of way, to let a man give an account of himself, without a middleman to change the message. I won't coach you on what I want to hear, just say whatever you want to say," he prompted, the vagueness intentional.

[The World Capitalist Confederation]

Carlos woke up, rubbing the back of his head in pain. He was still half-unconscious and let out a loud groan, alerting the police officers.

[Dentali]

Gene Eric's Office, Harte Senate Office Building, Washington D.C.

Eric followed along, watching Anderson with a quiet eye. "I appreciate Raymond's praise," he noted in a fairly noncommittal tone. "I won't deny having my fair share of experience, but if I have special insights into the farming community, that's only from that experience here. My father was a salesman himself, not as successful as I hear yours was, but he made his living." Eric settled closer to the meat of the meeting. "Looks like we made it back to family talk, when that's not what we're here for. I've had half an eye on what you've been doing and saying in Pennsylvania, and I have my opinions on what I've seen and heard, but I like an older-fashioned kind of way, to let a man give an account of himself, without a middleman to change the message. I won't coach you on what I want to hear, just say whatever you want to say," he prompted, the vagueness intentional.

"My message is all about potential" Anderson explained, "One thing that I felt became increasingly common during the Winston administration is the negative outlook of the party, a tendency to just say 'no' and leave it at that. Healthcare for instance, yea I didn't agree with the ACA but the democrats were the only ones talking about reform, our party got so wrapped up in saying 'no' to the ACA we let our own message get lost. I want to bring optimism back to the party, a solutions based party where we set the stride."

"I started my campaign in Erie, a blue collar union town known to vote democrat. That blue collar worker in the rust belt has been utterly neglected by the democratic party, their vote taken for granted... I am giving all I have towards winning their vote. My district is in Pittsburgh so i've had some success at this. I mean Pennsylvania has a third of the nations population within an 24 hour drive, we have world class universities, but my state is hemorrhaging jobs... businesses close down and people with valuable skills are leaving the state. We have a massive tax burden, regulations run amuck, our last governor was the most Progressive in the country and its going to take a long time to recover economically."

"I’m Pro-Life, Pro-Free Speech, Pro-Second Amendment, Pro-Student, Pro-Small Business and Pro Fiscal Responsibility. If I become Governor I will slash taxes and cut regulations, unleashing the untapped potential of my state. I have ambitious reform plans, from Privatizing the liquor board and infrastructure to taking the teachers unions down a notch, day one my priority will have to be the opioid crisis but long term... Before 2016 the Republicans already held the legislature, you can imagine its makeup afterward. We can get so much done, real lasting change. I plan on using the supermajority of Republicans to push for an amendment to the state constitution creating a requirement for a 2/3rds voting majority in order to raise taxes in the state."

"But perhaps the issue i'm most passionate about are ESAs, Education Savings Accounts. Putting money in the hands of parents so they can give their kid a custom tailored education to fit their needs. Private Schools, special needs accommodations, tutoring... Its going to change the lives of these kids."

"So in short that what I want to do. I'd be happy to answer any questions."

[The Galactic Triumvirate]

Florrick opened the Office door, beckoning Miller to take a seat, then taking her own behind the desk across from him before speaking.

'Mr Deputy, thank you so much for coming so quickly, i recommend we keep this brief before we both head back to the White House, we don't want to keep the President waiting too long'.

She then continued 'the reason I've asked you here is because i am incredibly concerned by your activity in recent weeks, both by launching an investigation into god knows what and then meeting with both the President and the Chief of Staff without informing this office or me. Even worse I only found out about this meeting after being informed by a very angry Chief of Staff, so please do tell me what is going on?.

Miller realized it was going to be hard to explain himself.

“Well, first I came to the White House to discuss investigating Diana Noble and asking Senator Kramer a few questions about his involvement, but the President would not let me, even though I was not planning to arrest him. Noble’s activity is suspicious, her neighbors are complaining, she’s getting ready to leave, and she’s stockpiling weapons.

Then, I informed Denisevich that illegally obtained evidence was gathered by the FBI that shows that former Secretary of the Interior Schlang was involved in a kidnapping. While the evidence is clear, it obviously can’t be used in court. Denisevich doesn't want the White House to be involved in this, and I understand that.”

Florrick internally felt a wave of shock flow through her. Shock stemming from both the claim of a wider conspiracy and the fact that Miller had conducted such an investigation without her.

However, considering they were both expected, and running late, to a meeting with the President, she decided that it would perhaps be best for them both to sit down with reed and figure out exactly what the next move would be.

''obviously this is quite the claim and for starters, the evidence being illegally obtained, will not hold up in Court. I think what's best is if we both go to the White House now, as the President requested and figure out our next move there, and you and I can have a serious convocation about procedure in this Department.' Florrick said to Miller.

[Prolieum]

Harrington's Office, Longworth House Office Building, Washington D.C

"I wouldn't make that our priority," Amaras commented, fiddling to open the small snack back with large fingers. "If I've learned anything from my business career, it's that there's never any program you have that you can't make leaner, but cutting it down to a smooth, lean machine takes time and expertise. You have to get the big handicaps out of the way before you can start making things run smooth. I'd always have to handle working out of overpaid wages first when I picked up a franchise, and then you whittle your way to efficiency. A few months won't be enough for a whole bloated government, we'll have to take out the biggest handicaps, then start cutting out the waste."