Name:Phillip Vasquez AKA:47 Affiliation: Ethnicity: White Country: Romania Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: cold,to the point,efficient,speaks with a clear monotone cold voice,bullet wound scars on his chest,a serial number tattoo an the back of his head with the last numbers being 47 History:was genetically bred at an agency in Romania from 5 of the worst convicts from around the world by a doctor Ortmeyer he later killed him and escaped to take jobs at a agency called ICA Current Location:Romania Sublocation:Restaurant Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons:Fists Armor/clothing: Black suit,red tie,black suit pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.) Suppliers:none
Name:Phillip Vasquez AKA:47 Affiliation: Ethnicity: White Country: Romania Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: cold,to the point,efficient,speaks with a clear monotone cold voice,bullet wound scars on his chest,a serial number tattoo an the back of his head with the last numbers being 47 History:was genetically bred at an agency in Romania from 5 of the worst convicts from around the world by a doctor Ortmeyer he later killed him and escaped to take jobs at a agency called ICA Current Location:Romania Sublocation:Restaurant Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons:Fists Armor/clothing: Black suit,red tie,black suit pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.)
Name:Phillip Vasquez AKA:47 Affiliation: Ethnicity: White Country: Romania Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: cold,to the point,efficient,speaks with a clear monotone cold voice,bullet wound scars on his chest,a serial number tattoo an the back of his head with the last numbers being 47 History:was genetically bred at an agency in Romania from 5 of the worst convicts from around the world by a doctor Ortmeyer he later killed him and escaped to take jobs at a agency called ICA Current Location:Romania Sublocation:Restaurant Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons:Fists Armor/clothing: Black suit,red tie,black suit pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.)
okz you go dere..."Hi may i help you ^.^ ?" the waitress says cheerfully.
Name: Rogo Ghiaccio AKA: Cold Fire Affiliation: n/a Ethnicity: Black Country: Italy Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: Very aloof. Usually does not get along with partners. Doesn't speak much, even in the company of the few people he likes. Impossible to read his expressions. History: Has no memory of who he really is. Woke up one day with a piece of paper in his pocket that told him his name and that he was destined to be a great hit-man. After reading the paper he destroyed it and set off to achieve his destiny and discover his past. It has been two years since then and not once has he had a moment of doubt. Current Location: Venice Sub-location: Cafe Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons: Remington 870 (shotgun) Armor/clothing: T-shirt, blue pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.) Suppliers:none ----- Current Target: unknown name Target information/distinguishing characteristics: n/a Target Bodyguards/nearby civilians:n/a Target Location+description:address #1 Bounty:unknown Contacts/Allies:n/a Conditions: bring proof
Thinking fast I say, "Quick after the kook who just killed my aunt and uncle! He ran out back. Here, take this while I call 911." As I toss him the gun I *accidentally* trow it in a way that will make it crush his wind pipe. Then (if it works) I hit him hard in the head to make sure he's dead, then make my escape. BTW, did I get a ring, or a finger?
Name:Phillip Vasquez AKA:47 Affiliation: Ethnicity: White Country: Romania Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: cold,to the point,efficient,speaks with a clear monotone cold voice,bullet wound scars on his chest,a serial number tattoo an the back of his head with the last numbers being 47 History:was genetically bred at an agency in Romania from 5 of the worst convicts from around the world by a doctor Ortmeyer he later killed him and escaped to take jobs at a agency called ICA Current Location:Romania Sublocation:Restaurant Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons:Fists Armor/clothing: Black suit,red tie,black suit pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.)
"A plate of sÄrmÄluÅ£e cu mÄmÄligÄ please" (a popular Romanian dish of stuffed cabbage rolls (sarmale) accompanied by sauerkraut and mamaliga. The cabbage rolls are usually garnished with sour cream)
Name:Phillip Vasquez AKA:47 Affiliation: Ethnicity: White Country: Romania Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: cold,to the point,efficient,speaks with a clear monotone cold voice,bullet wound scars on his chest,a serial number tattoo an the back of his head with the last numbers being 47 History:was genetically bred at an agency in Romania from 5 of the worst convicts from around the world by a doctor Ortmeyer he later killed him and escaped to take jobs at a agency called ICA Current Location:Romania Sublocation:Restaurant Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons:Fists Armor/clothing: Black suit,red tie,black suit pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.)
Name: Rogo Ghiaccio AKA: Cold Fire Affiliation: n/a Ethnicity: Black Country: Italy Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: Very aloof. Usually does not get along with partners. Doesn't speak much, even in the company of the few people he likes. Impossible to read his expressions. History: Has no memory of who he really is. Woke up one day with a piece of paper in his pocket that told him his name and that he was destined to be a great hit-man. After reading the paper he destroyed it and set off to achieve his destiny and discover his past. It has been two years since then and not once has he had a moment of doubt. Current Location: Venice Sub-location: Cafe Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons: Remington 870 (shotgun) Armor/clothing: T-shirt, blue pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.) Suppliers:none ----- Current Target: unknown name Target information/distinguishing characteristics: n/a Target Bodyguards/nearby civilians:n/a Target Location+description:address #1 Bounty:unknown Contacts/Allies:n/a Conditions: bring proof
He catches the shotgun :O ."And why would there be a cook here?" He says.
Name:Phillip Vasquez AKA:47 Affiliation: Ethnicity: White Country: Romania Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: cold,to the point,efficient,speaks with a clear monotone cold voice,bullet wound scars on his chest,a serial number tattoo an the back of his head with the last numbers being 47 History:was genetically bred at an agency in Romania from 5 of the worst convicts from around the world by a doctor Ortmeyer he later killed him and escaped to take jobs at a agency called ICA Current Location:Romania Sublocation:Restaurant Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons:Fists Armor/clothing: Black suit,red tie,black suit pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.)
Å¢uicÄ(plum brandy) PalincÄ (means it's the best thrice distilled kind)
Name:Phillip Vasquez AKA:47 Affiliation: Ethnicity: White Country: Romania Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: cold,to the point,efficient,speaks with a clear monotone cold voice,bullet wound scars on his chest,a serial number tattoo an the back of his head with the last numbers being 47 History:was genetically bred at an agency in Romania from 5 of the worst convicts from around the world by a doctor Ortmeyer he later killed him and escaped to take jobs at a agency called ICA Current Location:Romania Sublocation:Restaurant Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons:Fists Armor/clothing: Black suit,red tie,black suit pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.)
She gives an uneasy smile."I'm sorry sir, we don't carry that.Would you like some fresh imported Russian Vodka instead???" ( ey you said not TOO fancy :P)
Name: Rogo Ghiaccio AKA: Cold Fire Affiliation: n/a Ethnicity: Black Country: Italy Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: Very aloof. Usually does not get along with partners. Doesn't speak much, even in the company of the few people he likes. Impossible to read his expressions. History: Has no memory of who he really is. Woke up one day with a piece of paper in his pocket that told him his name and that he was destined to be a great hit-man. After reading the paper he destroyed it and set off to achieve his destiny and discover his past. It has been two years since then and not once has he had a moment of doubt. Current Location: Venice Sub-location: Cafe Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons: Remington 870 (shotgun) Armor/clothing: T-shirt, blue pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.) Suppliers:none ----- Current Target: unknown name Target information/distinguishing characteristics: n/a Target Bodyguards/nearby civilians:n/a Target Location+description:address #1 Bounty:unknown Contacts/Allies:n/a Conditions: bring proof
I put a frustrated look on and yell, "I don't have time for this!" and try to grab the shot gun from him. If I can, I knock him out and look for some alcoholic drink and put it in his hand. If I can't grab the gun from him, I use every cheap shot in the book to take him down and repeat the above actions. THEN, I make my escape with the gun.
Name: Rogo Ghiaccio AKA: Cold Fire Affiliation: n/a Ethnicity: Black Country: Italy Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: Very aloof. Usually does not get along with partners. Doesn't speak much, even in the company of the few people he likes. Impossible to read his expressions. History: Has no memory of who he really is. Woke up one day with a piece of paper in his pocket that told him his name and that he was destined to be a great hit-man. After reading the paper he destroyed it and set off to achieve his destiny and discover his past. It has been two years since then and not once has he had a moment of doubt. Current Location: Venice Sub-location: Cafe Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons: Remington 870 (shotgun) Armor/clothing: T-shirt, blue pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.) Suppliers:none ----- Current Target: unknown name Target information/distinguishing characteristics: n/a Target Bodyguards/nearby civilians:n/a Target Location+description:address #1 Bounty:unknown Contacts/Allies:n/a Conditions: bring proof
quicktime fail :O
He hits you with butt of shotgun when you reach for it, and you fall down, reeling."Now what was that shotgun blast???" *hint: watch your bleeding, blood is trackable*
Name:Phillip Vasquez AKA:47 Affiliation: Ethnicity: White Country: Romania Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: cold,to the point,efficient,speaks with a clear monotone cold voice,bullet wound scars on his chest,a serial number tattoo an the back of his head with the last numbers being 47 History:was genetically bred at an agency in Romania from 5 of the worst convicts from around the world by a doctor Ortmeyer he later killed him and escaped to take jobs at a agency called ICA Current Location:Romania Sublocation:Restaurant Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons:Fists Armor/clothing: Black suit,red tie,black suit pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.)
YOU!
"no i'll just have some ViÅinatÄ" they gotta have that it's just cherry liqueur
Name: Rogo Ghiaccio AKA: Cold Fire Affiliation: n/a Ethnicity: Black Country: Italy Job: Hitman Rank/Fame: Loser/Nobody Personality: Very aloof. Usually does not get along with partners. Doesn't speak much, even in the company of the few people he likes. Impossible to read his expressions. History: Has no memory of who he really is. Woke up one day with a piece of paper in his pocket that told him his name and that he was destined to be a great hit-man. After reading the paper he destroyed it and set off to achieve his destiny and discover his past. It has been two years since then and not once has he had a moment of doubt. Current Location: Venice Sub-location: Cafe Funds: $500 Health:100/100 Weapons: Remington 870 (shotgun) Armor/clothing: T-shirt, blue pants Equipment: (grappling hook, lockpicks, etc.) Suppliers:none ----- Current Target: unknown name Target information/distinguishing characteristics: n/a Target Bodyguards/nearby civilians:n/a Target Location+description:address #1 Bounty:unknown Contacts/Allies:n/a Conditions: bring proof
"What do you think it was?!? Some cook burst in as I was going to get some more beer, knocked me over, burst in on my uncle in the can, shot him in the head with one of our shotguns and ran off. I was about to go after him with the spare when you showed up." two things, 1: i wish i had kept my mouth shut, and 2: who in the world is this hobo?
