Brad White
Trainee
[M:444]
Now you all know the Bards and their songs.[A1i:4]
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Post by Brad White on Nov 13, 2010 17:38:13 GMT -8
(OOC: Just to make it clear, surrendering to the police willingly.)
Brad would see that the fight that seemed as if it was about to burst in to full force, just ended. The guy who had thrown him got smacked by some guy running out and the other who had charged him also made a break for. The white haired guy, and then the person he assumed Roth had been fighting made a exit as quick as he could. Looking over to Roth he saw his friend doing what he had tried to doing during the main part of the fighting, he was helping people and calmly trying to walk away with them.
He had missed the announcement of the police, he had been distracted but who could now hear that other people trying to get away from the scene mention them. Not everyone left some were to caught up in the fighting to really care but compared to how the riot had been, the threat that the police were coming had almost got stopped it completely.
"Well that's what I call restoring order. Good." Brad said to himself, a truthful comment that complimented the police. "Time for me to face the music." He added to himself, he hadn't really done much wrong tried to get away and help a guy, he had smacked some guys on the way but that was justified either way, running from the police made him look worse, and if the police caught him running which they might do it and it reached his dad, well then his uncle would find out and the would probably strain the family relations in a way his dad's cousin had.
Brad would try and avoid what remained of the fighting in the cafeteria and wait, wait for the police to arrive. Hoping to himself they didn't use tear gas Brad would as the police arrive put his hand behind his head and surrender himself in to police custody without a struggle. They shouldn't use to much force on him if he gave himself up, well that's what he thought at least.
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J Lethal
Trainee
Honor, and I spell it with the 'H' i stole from Heritage[A1i:5]
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Post by J Lethal on Nov 13, 2010 18:15:50 GMT -8
Well, it was certainly no Rodney King Riot, but it was something. Sure, J was a former Blood and he was trying to get away from that life style, but there was something about a mass riot that you could never just sit there. That'd just be retarded, to sit there during a riot. If you had the chance to ever do it you know you'd all be taken up arms and going wild. J would, and J had.
Sirens blared in the distance and cops were already on their way inside the confine of PHS: 259. Sucked to be them. And J too, eventually. For now he'd start hauling ass outta there. Now he was back where he had started. Violent black man on the run from the cops. Sure they were riot police, but they couldn't handle the Crips on Bloods on the streets. How in the hell were they gunna get all these super powered kids running amok?
Kenin, the white haired wonder, was long gone now. J had hit him nice in the shoulder and then Kenin had run away. That was a win in J's book seeing how he didn't notice the other people running by had sucker punch Kenin in the face. Then he looked back to the scene. The band stopped playing, the intercom was dead. There was some short haired dude helping some bloodied students, and a long haired guy just waiting to get caught. Fuck that!
Immediately J turned and ran. Ran like all hell had broken loose when in fact, it had. Cops, SLF, and rioters were everywhere. Using all this confusion as a chance J would make his getaway. Wait...which way was it to get out of here? Shit. J was just running in circles now. He had only been here a week or so. He had no idea who was who and what was where. Until he saw Jayr.
"JAYR!"
J wasn't sure if he had heard him. He could only hope as he made his way to her and what seemed to be some door to the basement perhaps.
*BAM!*
J was tackled to the ground by some oafish riot control cop from behind. Son of a bitch! He was caught, no doubt about it. A wave of thoughts went through his head at the same time. Fuck, I'm caught. I hate the police. Hope they didn't see Jayr. Run Jayr, run! Bail me out bitch! This your fault! You distracted me. Man I want a coffee. Fuck! Handcuffs hurt! Bail me out Jayr!
"Get off me man! You came at me because I'm Black! You a racist sir? I find this racist! Ima get Jesse Jackson on yo ass, Ima go on Oprah and shit! Lawsuit! Lawsuit!"
Of course he was just spewing out a bunch of bullshit now. He knew he was caught, he could accept that. What he didn't want was for the other cops to notice what he was running to: Jayr. Dammit chivalry wasn't dead, J was chivalrous. Sure he frequently used terms like bitch, slut, hoe, skank, cunt, blue waffle, and whatnot, but he respected women who weren't easy. Note the weren't easy part.
Within a few minutes J would be taken down to the station with a truck load of fellow students. Luckily for J there was 2 things in his favor. 1: He was a known former Blood who was going back to school Even cops would be able to appreciate that. 2: He was Black. No body in L.A. wanted to see another Black man arrested and tried with a lack of substantial evidence. No body.
(ooc: J inactive for 2 days)
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Orion
Soldier
Craftsman extraordinaire
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Post by Orion on Nov 13, 2010 18:30:56 GMT -8
A soft chuckle sounded from Orion's lips.
"Well... at least someone stopped it. Preferably, I'd rather the police just let us handle our own affairs, but then again... a lot more blood would have been shed if they hadn't shown up. Ugh, that's getting annoying..."
Orion reached up, and clicked the alarm off. Thankfully, it didn't yell to the fire-trucks, another bonus of hot-wiring the thing. As the police fell upon the students, Orion merely shrugged, noticing with a quick glance that Jayr and her ally had disappeared. Good, it was best that the higher-ups were clear. Orion turned and quite calmly opened a door into an abandoned class-room, closed it behind him, picked out a book that was miraculously dry, pulled out a chair, and began to read.
Completely ignoring all the cops, the screaming, and everything else outside.
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Donovan Green
Adept
[M:-489]
Once I'm in I own your heart.
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Post by Donovan Green on Nov 14, 2010 0:43:35 GMT -8
Donnie looked away from the brawl as he heard the speakers switch on. He listened to the unnecessarily large speech that did nothing but call down people. Then he gave them a warning...
“… the police have been called by the faculty. They’ll be here shortly in full riot gear… I suggest running.”
Welp.
That was his hint to leave... He looked back up to the roof towards Jayr and would hope she would have gotten out fast enough... He was too far from her to do anything to help.... Donnie would turn from the scene and walk away before anyone showed up.
What a piece of work this school was.
(End of participation)
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Jeremiah Sykes
QC 
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Post by Jeremiah Sykes on Nov 14, 2010 14:45:44 GMT -8
"STOP!"
Jeremiah stopped, looking behind himself, Mathew in front of him. They had reached a T Shaped hall. Down the left road, a gaggle of cops moving forward. Behind came other police, Kenin probably running ahead of them, chasing after Amtrum. Jeremiah backed slowly into the opening that led to Mathew and Kenin, blocking the road with his entire frame. He had no plans to escape, since all of them trying to run would only lead to more of these bastards cornering them. Jeremiah cracked his knuckles. He looked over his shoulder.
"Don't waste the opportunity, asshole."
Mathew stopped, and nodded.
"We'll make it count."
Jeremiah grunted, before turning and startling the cops as he shouted.
"ALRIGHT PIGS! LETS DANCE!"
He started forward, kicking a riot shield and busting it in half. Cop helmets, gear, and batons would start flying all over the place, the mammoth of a man holding them off for an incredible fifty three seconds. More than enough time for escape. Finally, the numbers overwhelming the male, they slammed him into a wall, then against the floor, pinning his arms behind him. He kept one ear up as a cop spoke.
"They're gone sir."
He laughed aloud, earning him a fist to the kidney. Fucken dickless pigs. What, did they think he attacked them for fun? Well...part of him did. But most of it was for that purpose. Idiots. They would get what was coming to them, someday.
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Post by David B. on Nov 17, 2010 10:13:41 GMT -8
oh yeah, this is closed and stuff.
Will be listing arrests later, if there were any.
xD
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Post by David B. on Nov 20, 2010 14:08:36 GMT -8
Cops flooded the area, tagging down individuals, pulling young students into cuffs. The police didn't fuck around, and would put down any and all who resisted.
OOC(( ARRESTED:
Brad White
Jeremiah Sykes
J-Lethal (See note below)
+4 exp to all participants.
Note: J-Lethal. I specifically stated that there will be no control of police except by me, or unless ordered by me. Do not do so in future threads. I'll PM this to you as well- This will be the only warning.))
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