[OdDsOcK]

Welcome to the Algonquin Assassins, Linki. Your first kill was performed nicely.

For the first time ever the Open Targets Database was empty. Wow.

I truly do apologize that I have been less active than before. It's a matter of circumstance and prioritizing. Within this week I will try to post some hits with less-than-fantastic photos. Also, in updating The Feed I accidentally deleted some of the information and so you'll see a number of question marks. Don't worry about it too much, just my mistake.

My apologies again. Keep making a killing, assassins.

This post has been edited by OdDsOcK on Tuesday, Apr 19 2011, 02:57

[thejorens]

Hey alex, how bout i put a hit on aceray XDXDXD

[OdDsOcK]

QUOTE (thejorens @ Apr 20 2011, 12:55)

Hey alex, how bout i put a hit on aceray XDXDXD

While I think we can all agree this is a rhetorical statement, hits cannot be called out against forum members.

Just unsuspecting pedestrians.

[AlexGTAGamer]

QUOTE (OdDsOcK @ Apr 20 2011, 18:28)

While I think we can all agree this is a rhetorical statement, hits cannot be called out against forum members. Just unsuspecting pedestrians.

Can I perform a hit on a pedestrian called Ace Ray then?

[AceRay]

how about Acre Raymond?

6 targets. that is not target spamming, for that you need at least ten. plus we have low targets at the moment so drastic times call for drastic measures.

NEW TARGET
Name: Apache Edgarson
Age: 40ish
Nationality: Canadian
Reason for Assassination: Sleeping on the job.
Appearance: Guantanamo ave, next to the S&M auto shop, in bohan.
Location: white, balding black hair, Blue shirt with name tag, jeans or black pants, shoes
Requirements: kill with shotgun and get $5 bonus.

NEW TARGET
Name: "Dainty" Murluck
Age: 25-30
Nationality: American
Reason for Assassination: Dainty isn't been paying his debts. Go get him repo man!!
Appearance: Black, buzz cut/bald, green jacket with white shirt underneath, jeans
Location: around the area next to the S&M auto shop, in bohan.

NEW TARGET
Name: Vinnie Lao
Age: 30ish
Nationality: Korean
Reason for Assassination: Destroying priceless art works with nothing but a phone book and the seamen of 7 healthy men.
Appearance: asian, black hair, cream jacket,
Location: Little bay, Bohan
Requirments: must be beat to death. No weapons.

NEW TARGET
Name: August Reid
Age: 24
Nationality: America
Reason for Assassination: This nurse has been, like, poisoning people in their sleep. Or something like that.
Appearance: white female, pink nurse out fit, one of those hat things, white shoes.
Location: The hospital in the south of broker, you know the one!!

NEW TARGET
Name: Officer Riley Sims
Age: 31
Nationality: American
Reason for Assassination: every cliche about corrupt cops you can think of
Appearance: typical Police officer outfit, white, may scream abuse at you.
Location: the toll box on the broker bridge.
Requirments: Get him out in the open first by running the tole, then kill.

NEW TARGET
Name: "Paperweight" Gilbert Sanderson-Jones XIV (thats 14th)
Age: 40ish
Nationality: Greece-American
Reason for Assassination: something bad, probably.
Appearance: green shirt, blue pants, grey hair, beard, shoes.
Location: driving a taxi (merit) around bohan, probably in the south.

This post has been edited by AceRay on Sunday, Apr 24 2011, 22:38

[OdDsOcK]

QUOTE (AlexGTAGamer @ Apr 20 2011, 16:10)

QUOTE (OdDsOcK @ Apr 20 2011, 18:28) While I think we can all agree this is a rhetorical statement, hits cannot be called out against forum members. Just unsuspecting pedestrians. Can I perform a hit on a pedestrian called Ace Ray then?

Hah, sure. I would hope AceRay is okay with it. Someone might as well write a hit for Alex G.T. Agamer.

I suppose this is where absurd names like Oddsock and Infinite Monkey come in handy.

[El Zilcho]

August Reid

Wearing my most imposing black suit with jumper, I arrived at the Shottler Medical Centre as the sun was setting. Perfect. I could catch her on her way through the hospitals busy evening shift. When I enter the hospital it was crowded, but I located August by the back, chatting to 2 other nurses. I knew taking her out now would be suicidal so I waited, stalking her like a lion to an antelope. She moved about the main waiting room, mulling around until she had to answer her pager. She rushed into one of the wards, but as I readied to myself to kill her she came out soon enough. Too quick for me.

As darkness fell a few more patients were brought in. Mrs Reid then turned around again in response to her pager, this time at a slower pace. She walked into the corridors behind the wards. They were empty, cameraless and generally secluded. Perfect. I clicked off the safety on my sidearm and shadowed her like a spectre until she reached the quietest section. Probably heading for the elevators, I readied to kill her with one clean shot. However, she moved at the last moment. That f*cking pager again. She turned around, to see a .44 staring her blankly in the face. I didn't give her time to scream, but I didn't want to ruin my suit either so rather than showering myself in brain matter, I pistol whipped her roughly in the mouth.

She fell to the ground, where I gave myself enough space and fired 4 shots into her torso and neck. I holstered the weapon and started to run, as I was sure someone heard the shots. I was correct. Outside, police sirens flared up. There must have been a good 3 patrol cars in the night nearby. I tore through the crowds panicking in the lobby and reached my car, jumping in and starting the ignition. Above me the rain poured down heavily, and in front a beat cop stepped from around the corner. Seeing my car speed off, he opened fire. The weather and night obscured his aim, and while trying to hit my tires he got the door and back window. I barely escaped being shot, while the other patrol cars attempted to give chase.

I weaved around and lost them somewhere near Firefly Projects. I ditched the car in an old scarp yard near the Expressway, torching it quickly with a stashed time release bomb. Then I faulted a few fences and casually hailed a cab. As I stepped inside and gave the driver instructions, about 4 patrol cars flew past me, in search of the flaming vehicle. Job done.

August Reid - Eliminated

[El Zilcho]

Officer Riley Sims

Riley Sims ended up splattered over half the intersection. I hear they've been picking up pieces of his jaw bone from inside the toll booth.

I stole a black Russian Rebla from Hove Beach. Then, very late at night (or rather in the early hours of the night) I pulled up to the tool booth, confirmed the target. However, I decided to approach this mission in a novel manner. I paid him, and drove on through towards Bohan. Then, before any other late nighters could pull up, I pulled out a high explosive grenade, removed the pin and held onto the safety tightly. I put the car into reverse, slamming backwards and crashing through the booth barrier, snapping it. Riley shouted, and his fellow officers followed suit. I just smiled at him, stuck in his booth. I waved the grenade, before throwing it out of the window and onto his feet. I jetted the car forward, looking back before I left. Bullets were fired at me as soon as Sims screamed "Grenade!" but he was far too late. He stuttered in his actions, and was unable to escape the blasted.

I watched as his carbonised, flaming corpse was torn into chunks and thrown against the back of the booth section. His gun flew away dramatically, and the officers behind me opened fire with great force. My car was fast but the bullets riddled the back seats. I was incredibly lucky to escape with no injuries whatsoever. I slalomed several cruisers on the high way before escaping the ground forces. As soon as I hit Bohan they had a Maverick on my tail. I turned onto the plaza, and several bullets showered through the roof of the Rebla as I reached my destination - the train tracks. The car was badly damaged from the chase and I was at risk of being sniped from the police chopper, but I drove over the barrier and into the subway system. Blasting the car, I skimmed past and barely missed a head on collision with a train. I dumped the car in the tunnel below the water and was just able to nonchalantly reach the nearest Algonquin station without being noticed. When I reached the streets above, several police cars and a NOOSE van skidded to a stop, and they shuffled into the station.

Late once again boys.

Officer Riley Sims - Eliminated

This post has been edited by El Zilcho on Thursday, Apr 21 2011, 17:09

[El Zilcho]

"Paperweight" Gilbert Sanderson-Jones XIV [85th Hit]

I acquired a car bomb from a reliable source linked to the Easties and used my Black Oracle as the search car. I drove around Bohan for hours, finding many cab drivers who appeared at first glance to fit the bill, but on closer inspection turned out to be red herrings (driving different model cabs etc.). It took the majority of the day cruising around, searching tediously through the dredges of LCs poorer borough before I finally discovered Gilbert Sanderson-Jones. "Paperweight" was on the job, ferrying a man across the town in south Bohan.

Waiting for a red light, I parked my car nearby and feigned a breakdown behind him. Pretending to drop something, I worked quickly and slipped the block of high explosive underneath the back bumper. I pressed the tracker beacon until a steady, quiet beep was heard. Then I stood up and returned to my car, dropping the bonnet and pretending to have fixed the imaginary breakdown. All in time for the lights to go green. I followed Paperweight for a few moments, before dialling the bomb number on the separate, cheap phone which came with it. Moments later the taxi exploded with ferocious force, flying high into the dusk air.

I landed with a stupendous crunch and flames and debris spilled from it. It was miraculous, but no one apart from Paperweight and his passenger had been seriously injured. I brought the Oracle around to drive away, but then something caught my eye! The passenger in the back was completely carbonised and most probably melted to the seat from the flaming heat - but Paperweight was still alive!

He had been thrown roughly to the sidewalk, arm broken and possibly severed. The skin on his back had melted off, and his legs were torn to ribbons. He was on fire, rolling on the floor and trying to move. I considered for a moment to fire a few bullets into him to make sure he was dead - but I was completely unnoticed by the panicking public so I decided to keep it that way. I watched for a few moments until his bloodied and charred corpse fell silent, burning steadily like a campfire on the Chase Point side walk. Satisfied, I drove away. His body lay roasting next to the upturned and obliterated remains of the taxi.

"Paperweight" Gilbert Sanderson-Jones XIV - Eliminated (Eventually)

[AceRay]

I'd really love to take out some targets, but, oh my, all the remaining ones appear to be mine...
nice kills zilch.
forgot to give "Paperweight" Gilbert Sanderson-Jones XIV a reason for assassination. Damn.

[batmankidal]

wow, massive massacre by El Zilcho
any updates ? I'm in mood for killing now..

[AceRay]

Sinclair Paul III, dainty murluck, apache edgarson and vinnie lao are available for killing at the moment

[Infinite Monkey]

QUOTE (OdDsOcK @ Apr 21 2011, 12:20)

I suppose this is where absurd names like Oddsock and Infinite Monkey come in handy.

Absurd? Not at all! I am, in fact, a massive warehouse full of primates stabbing away at keyboard. Any semblance of lucidity is purely a miracle of probability laws and spellcheck.

Does this mean you are not a sock puppet with sewn-on buttons for eyes, poking at a lap-top with a pencil in your mouth...?

Apologies for my recent absence; that real-life thing took a weird turn and I was unexpectedly flown out to Bordeaux to research a 16th century philosopher and his sainted niece. true story So far I have only been paid in wine, so that might explain some things...

[OdDsOcK]

QUOTE (Infinite Monkey @ Apr 23 2011, 19:58)

Does this mean you are not a sock puppet with sewn-on buttons for eyes, poking at a lap-top with a pencil in your mouth...?

...

Good point. In a way I kind of wish I fit that description. I think it would be funny.

I'll review these recent assassinations and update the databases accordingly later today. Keep making a killing, assassins.

[AceRay]

NEW TARGET
Name: Bryan Maniani
Age: 35
Nationality: dunno
Reason for Assassination: Been kidnapping people as sex slaves, and sending them to Africa so they can give blows to cruel corrupt leaders. Nothing too bad. But more importantly, he hit my car the other day and didn't say sorry! Make him pay!
Appearance: Black pants, cream jacket with strip shirt underneath, beard, black hair
Location: Dukes Boulevard, Dukes/Broker
Requirements: No RPGs

This post has been edited by AceRay on Sunday, Apr 24 2011, 22:41

[El Zilcho]

Bryan Maniani

I used a Russian gang car this time - a black Sentinel. Driving to the Boulevard I located Bryan in the small park near Hove Beach. As it was dark and the only witnesses this late at night in the park where crackhead hobos, I decided to use the car as a weapon. I sped up along the park paving and braked just before colliding with a terrified Bryan, who instead of trying to carjack me like some other idiotic inhabitants of this city, he simply fled. I revved the engine again and rammed his legs with the bumper, only even to make them buckle. He stayed on his feet and tried to escape. Finally, I cut the game short and drove forward, rolling over his legs and breaking them. He was pinned.

Stepping out of the car I brought a 12 gauge shotgun with me. He was mumbling or begging or something, and I shook my head at this disgusting kidnappers lack of dignity in death. I placed the barrel an inch of his face and fired. Twice. After the second round of buckshot impacted, I knew that even the dental records wouldn't e able to easily identify the destroyed face of Bryan Maniani. I heard some shouts from behind the small stone bridge, so wasting no time I hopped back into the Sentinel and escaped. I had to blend into the traffic and mix innocent looking driving with quick gear changes to evade the cops but I lost them in Hove Beach and dumped the vehicle in the sea - at my familiar dumping ground for cars. Beachgate.

Bryan Maniani - Eliminated

[El Zilcho]

Apache Edgarson

Apache was exactly a criminal type, so he definitely wasn't expecting me to pay him a visit. I manoeuvred my PMP to the correct position. He had been very easy to find - but it was broad daylight and a shooting would cause unnecessary attention. So I decided to murder him through hit and run. When he separated from a group of people - and the crowd dynamics shifting so that no one was around him I drove forward and knocked him roughly out of the way and out of sight, down a ramp towards the waterside. He stood up slowly and angrily, but I put my foot on the pedal again and rolled over him like some metal, unstoppable force. He whimpered, then he crumpled.

His back and neck cracked, and I think his skull might have taken some abuse. I reversed, and quickly rolled over him and down the slope again before anyone else arrived. I had to make sure. As I reversed I saw him lying flat on the ground, tire marks over his chest and his neck horrifically snapped, resting awkwardly on the floor. Good. I reversed and droe away before any reported my 'vehicular manslaughter'.

Apache Edgarson - Eliminated

[El Zilcho]

"Dainty" Murluck

Murluck was just my luck

As I fled the scene from Apache's death, the rain started. I turned onto Chase Point and took a sweep past S&M Autos. Then, turning towards the dilapidated alleyways near the basketball court where the ladies of the night always congregate I found someone else on our targets list! It was "Dainty" Murluck himself! What luck I had today! I parked my PMP off the road and decided to act quickly - I was to lure Murluck into an alley and dispatch him. I waited until he crossed the road, then confronted him.

"Hey you, f*ck up!" I shouted at him right behind his ear. He turned angrily to be greeted with a brisk head butt. As he recovered I spat in his face, then turned tail and ran. He chased after me, and I ran into the old alley behind the basketball courts. I reached inside my sublime grey suit jacket and pulled out a combat knife - titanium carbide. It glinted dully in the rainy weather. I let him land a single punch on me, and as he brought his left to swing in against me again I ducked under his arm, in one smooth motion bringing the blade up and piercing under his shoulder blade. He screamed in pain, but I grabbed his head and twisting it, I slammed it into the brownbrick wall behind him.

He buckled to his knees, and then he unexpectedly kicked me in the groin and jabbed be under the chin. I was knocked back, thrown off course by his revival. Now I was angry. Rather than simply execute him, I stabbed him in a flurry of fury. I must have stabbed about 20 times in the chest, as he sank to the dirty floor in the shadows. Dead. But I kept on stamping on his head and stabbed him in the skull several times; to get my point across and to make sure there was no chance of survival. After about 40 stab wounds in the chest, neck and head, and a few kicks for good measure I left him on the ground. Despite my anger, I respected him - he had shown bravery in the eyes of death.

I drove away as the rain clouds emptied their contents furiously upon Bohan. An ambulance flew past - probably for Apache. Both killings hadn't warranted any witnesses or police attention. Just goes to show how terrible a place to live is Bohan.

Oh well, worse things happen at sea.

"Dainty" Murluck - Eliminated

[OdDsOcK]

Oh fff...I just finished updating the Feed.

Well, that's what I get. I'll get it again real soon. Good work El Zilcho.

[AceRay]

You know, I'd really like to take out some targets too...
Oh, wait, I can't. All the current targets are from me

but in order to feed the hungry dog that is El Zilcho, here are a few more
NEW TARGET
Name: Alder Chevhams
Age: 45
Nationality: American
Reason for Assassination: Been annoying everyone with his crappy jokes about cheese
Appearance: Long sleeved cream shirt with name tag and white shirt underneath, greying hair, beard, black pants, black shoes, white
Location: Leftwood, Alderney at night
Requirements: must be wearing Modo clothes

NEW TARGET
Name: Paula Dos Mesa
Age: 20-25
Nationality: Unknown European
Reason for Assassination: The usual stuff for clubbers: Heavy drinking, sleeping around, drunk driving etc. also destroyed Julio Ochea's Limo when trying to have sex while at the wheel of her Tursimo.
Appearance: Black jacket, black jeans, distinctive blue hat over blonde hair, white, slightly tinted glasses, foreign accent.
Location: Star Junction, Algonquin
Requirements: Must drive an FIB Buffalo from Hove Beech in Broker listening to LCHC, and stopping during ads breaks and every second song.

NEW TARGET
Name: D.C. Marcus
Age: 40-50
Nationality: Canadian
Reason for Assassination: Been lazing around while his co-workers have been doing all his work. Is rude and likes Fast and Furious movies.
Appearance: Bronze hair, aged face, black jacket, cream pants, has in hand coffee, brown shoes, white skin
Location: Sitting down on a Albany Ave, Lancaster, Algonquin
Requirements: Must have a 6 star police rating when you kill him, but no police kills!

NEW TARGET
Name: Augustus Ryan
Age: 25-30
Nationality: Butter Chicken
Reason for Assassination: master con artist. Loves to riddle unsuspecting people out of money. also wears an ugly hat.
Appearance: Black vest over white hooded jacket, red and yellow hat, black pants, red shoes, sitting down reading a book, tanned skin tone
Location: Cerveza Heights, Broker
Requirements: don't use a gang car at any process of the attack.

Have a fun killing Assassins/El Zilcho

This post has been edited by AceRay on Monday, Apr 25 2011, 23:21