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I have the attention span of a goldfish and you're telling me I have to read through all of the jobs until I chance upon the one I'm trying to find?
That's all, thanks.
That's all, thanks.
ABH
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Character Developing: (This should be your first reply, once you put it up you can insert yourself in the story at any time)
Name: Everyone just calls him Hermes. It's probably not his real name.
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Talents (useless or otherwise): Juggling/throwing things, guerrilla/unorthodox hand-to-hand
Likes: Money, negotiating, looking badass
Dislikes: Loud noises, going in guns blazing, computers
Tools: Frag grenades, flash-bangs, M1911, grappling hook, glass cutter
Appearance: Blue business suit, brown hair, clean-shaven, shoulder holster beneath jacket, cheap dress shoes
Personality: Amiable, cynical, short-tempered
Hermes adjusted his tie. The boss, a Ms. "Ajax" had called the group into a meeting. As usual, the atmosphere was moody. Florescent lights flickered on the cork ceilings. The plastic table groaned under the weight of a baker's dozen leaning on it. They had hacked into a bank mainframe's server earlier, but Hermes didn't understand any of those words. Currently, the more technologically advanced of the gang were trying to get into the security cameras and digital logs. In the meantime, a cliche bank robbery was being planned.
Sextant Banks had 63 locations in the UK alone. This one was in Cornwall. Some sack had gotten his hands on a fortune's worth of minerals - iron mostly, but there was a healthy dose of silver - and put them in the most trusted bank in the area. Also one of the few ones that still had a secure physical vault. Their job was to get in and get out with roughly 500 kilos of metal. The question was how.
Character Developing: (This should be your first reply, once you put it up you can insert yourself in the story at any time)
Name: Everyone just calls him Hermes. It's probably not his real name.
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Talents (useless or otherwise): Juggling/throwing things, guerrilla/unorthodox hand-to-hand
Likes: Money, negotiating, looking badass
Dislikes: Loud noises, going in guns blazing, computers
Tools: Frag grenades, flash-bangs, M1911, grappling hook, glass cutter
Appearance: Blue business suit, brown hair, clean-shaven, shoulder holster beneath jacket, cheap dress shoes
Personality: Amiable, cynical, short-tempered
Hermes adjusted his tie. The boss, a Ms. "Ajax" had called the group into a meeting. As usual, the atmosphere was moody. Florescent lights flickered on the cork ceilings. The plastic table groaned under the weight of a baker's dozen leaning on it. They had hacked into a bank mainframe's server earlier, but Hermes didn't understand any of those words. Currently, the more technologically advanced of the gang were trying to get into the security cameras and digital logs. In the meantime, a cliche bank robbery was being planned.
Sextant Banks had 63 locations in the UK alone. This one was in Cornwall. Some sack had gotten his hands on a fortune's worth of minerals - iron mostly, but there was a healthy dose of silver - and put them in the most trusted bank in the area. Also one of the few ones that still had a secure physical vault. Their job was to get in and get out with roughly 500 kilos of metal. The question was how.
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