Alright, 1x1 with Res of Nusquam... (Zer0)

Rules

Rules

None... You can do anything, anywhere, anyhow. Can also have more then one character.

 

 

The Character Profile.

Name:

Age:

Firepower:

Appearance:

Biography:

Personality:

Sex:

My Character(s)

My Character(s)

 

Name: Chad Flynn

Age: 30

Firepower: Two Pistols.

Appearance:

Biography: Chad has been with his partner for years... cuasing trouble and taking his women. Not much else is known as of now...

Personality: Flirty, Passionate, Goofball,

Sex: He loves it...

Chad nodded and followed...

"So... We're suppose to kill Anthony? Or interrogate or what?"

"No no no no no no no no!!!!" both Romeo and Armando exclaimed like roaring motorboats. Armando whispered as if being overheard "You kill Tony, and this city blows!!! He controls all the gangs here, like a marrionette. If he's dead, the whole organization crumbles. This place will turn into a living hell."

"So our option's are?"

"Well," Armando continued, "tonight he's having a drug ring with his buisness partner, Dimitri Dmitriev."

"Russian's are involved?"

"Yes. It's unknown what kind of past those two had together, but it is certain it's not a good one. They are meeting at one of Tony's biggest night clubs, Inferno Crimson. What you do from there is up to you. Dead or not, we need him."

"Ah... I gotcha now..."

Chad scratched his head, he still didn't quite understand...

He did understand one thing though...

"Isn't the Crimson a strip club?"

"That's where you are right my friend!!" Romeo gave a light as they approached the sunkissed beach, filled with gorgeous women as far as the eye can see. "Chad," he said with delight, "Welcome to Rio..."

Chad nommed on his finger to stop himself from yelping in sensual delight.

"This here's my booty call right here."

"Feel free to pick around man. Just don't get too comfortable. We have to get our hotel rooms in an hour. And try to get as much info as you can. Your mouth isn't just for smoochin' women y'know." He spots a nearby bar. "I'll meet you up in a bit. I need a drink." He sighed as he walked away.

"I'll be in a hotel room alright, but not mine and certainly not getting information... -whistle-"

He walked down to the beach... taking his shirt off... His necklace fell out to the ground... a tan skinned girl walked up to it, and handed it to him... she had a bikini on at the waist... but no top. Nude beach...

"Um, thanks..." He said putting the necklace with a "C" in gold at the end.

"Your name is?" He asked her...

"Alicia..." (She prounounced it as Ah-lease-ee-uh)

Chad shook her hand..."Pleasure to meet you, I'm Chad..."

Romeo rested his head on the bar table. He tried to clear his mind, but it was too hard. He had a dark feeling lingering through him. Someone would die.

"You look down" His thoughts were cut off by a soft, comforting voice. He lifted his head to see the two most beautiful brown eyes staring back at him. As Romeo's eyes met those, belonging to a round-faced girl of about 25, they both gave a quick smile. She flipped her dark-brown curly hair behind her ear and asked "Something wrong?"

Alicia offered Chad to lie next to her... he did so, and she rolled to her side and looked at him.

"So, what brings you here, Chad?" She said in her thick Spansih accent...

"It's my job, y'know? I come, I learn, I go... thus is my way of things." He said, laying on the charm... "...What is it you do?"

"You'd probably laugh..." She replied...

"I'd never laugh in the face as beautiful as yours."

"I'm a professional assassin for a Gang Boss... and seeing as your a Spy. I can probably give you a bit of information..." She said, swinging her legs around, and sitting on his lap. Pinning him down...

"If you can get it out of me..."

Romeo returned to his depressive state, head down and all.

"Oh, nothing. Just wife problems." The barmaid shown a dissapointed look at the word 'wife.'

She shook it off and returned a smile. "Ah. You want a drink? It's on the house."

"Sure! How bout a shot." She handed him a small shot and their hands met. The two blushed, but then retreated.

"I'll have one myself then." She poured herself another shot. "To... life and all its greatness!!" she exclaimed happily.

"Amen" he repeated.

At this point Alicia was agressively making out with Chad.... this time (for once) Chad was NOT at the fault... she kissed him... he suspected foul play.

They each took a long sip. By God, it was strong! But it sure did help a lot. After about 4 more shots and 2 beers Romeo felt a better.

"Thanks a lot" he said with relief.

"Your very welcome" she said with a comforting grin. Their eyes met again, but this time longer. The barmaid seemed to draw closer...

But Romeo withdrew himself. "I.. I have to go. I'm sorry. Thank you very much." Romeo walked away from the bar, and as he stepped onto the sands, she called him one last time.

"Hey!!! I never got your name."

"Romeo" he replied.

"See you around Romeo. I'm Juliet."

(Ohhh HAHA... -__-')

Chad backed out...

"I... Don't... know... how... this is sup... posed to help me ge... t information." He said between lip mashes...

()

 

Romeo was strolling along beach walk, his mind in a blur. How is it that his wife was in so much danger, being undercover in one of Spain's most dangerous gangs, and all he could think about was Juliet? He was glad all the alcohol was in his veins or-

 

"Oh damn!!" Chad was too busy eating this woman's face to notice that she was pulling a metallic object from her side.

A knife.

Romeo ran up and tackled Chad and the woman and knocked out what was in her hand. Lip gloss -_-.

Chad jumped up and grabbed Alicia...

"I had a complete grasp on the situation~!"

Alicia bitch slapped Romeo.

Romeo looked around him. Dozens of onlookers were staring at him, and whispering...

"I-" His voice broke off and he walked away.

Chad got up and followed him...

"Where you going..."

Romeo trudged along the promenade. He made slow, uneasy steps. Apparently the alcohol was setting in. Jerking his body around, he managed to face Chad without falling.

Walking backwards, he replied "You know," he burped "evah since we partnered up 4 years ago-" He stumbles on his foot, but gets his balance again, "I've almost died 11 times, almost got my foot and ear removed, got hit by a truck, I have a tatoo reading "Rick was here" on my shoulder for some reason, and during every mission I always look like a complete dumba-" Romeo falls into the water around the beachwalk.

Chad froze and stared at him...

"Romeo... you're drunk."

Chad gave him a hand...

"And that tat? Oh... Rosette and myself had some fun that night."

"I AM NOT DRUNK!!!" Romeo begins to cry. "I just get a little emotional sometimes, and they NEVER leave Britney alon- oh look!!" He exclaimed, more noticably drunk by the second. "A nickel-" As he reaches over for the metallic object, he bangs his head against a wooden plank...

 

2 hours later at the hotel:

 

Romeo wakes up in a hotel room.

"Chad!! We gotta be at the club!!!" Romeo had the worst headache, and he started to hold his head in pain.

(.. wow.. thats all I have to say.)

Chad was already dressed and ready for a night of strippers, Booze, and buicks.

"Ah... I love se-"

He looked around to see Romeo horribly Drunk.

"Maybe you should stay... you have a hangover."

(I didnt want to write what my relatives do when they are drunk getting nekkid Apparently Romeo can take alcohol better than them )

 

Romeo was forcefully pulling up his pants, while jumping up and down.

"Nah, I have to go. If something goes down over there, your ass wouldn't last a second without me." As he jumped for one last time, he bumped his head on the wooden fan.

"Mother fu-" He took deep breaths. "Esta bien, esta bien, esta bien..." he repeated to himself multiple times.

"Dude, I told you... I do- I don't speak... spanish."

He put his necklace on.

"And my ass would last longer then yours so Shut the fu-k up."

"Oh, no lo entiendo? Bueno, puedes saltar de un acantilado, hijo de p*ta!!" he buttoned up his shirt.

"These guys don't play," he puts his gun in its holder at his side. "One mistake, and your ass is gonna be filled with holes. We gotta play it safe."

"Whatever man, safe is my middle name... I had it legally changed." He said, flashing his license.