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"Change of plans, Group B and C, fight the MM, I'll go after the leader." Heather pressed a button, which called the helicopter to go on autopilot...
"Aw, no fun." Jay pouted.
Heather whispers into her earpiece again, once again, loud enough not to let anyone hear, but to let her earpiece sense it. "Distract him, I'll...
((If you meant my character, not possible. the Agent leader is at the same level as you. I'd say you're being op))
((Why would there even be a screwdriver part in the cell anyway, fine)) Without realising, a few MM who had been scouring the place started...
((You're not allowed to bring anything in, and I don't think they would allow anything useful enough to sneak out to be in the cell))
((I don't think you can do that))
Jayley walks towards the group. "Not to mention newer. I'm not strong at all, I don't think I will be able to beat anyone here in a fight," She...
((Sorry double send))
((I'm lost, can we do what we want or do we have to follow Pinky?))
co-leaders*** Tony growled. He stomped into the hole from the grenade he made. He had lost contact of some of his members. He laughed maniacally,...
((So we're hunting in a group, but who's in it?))
Heather whispers into her earpiece. "Remember, the objective isn't to kill them, but to move the target to another prison without them knowing."...
((What's going on?))
((After this, just pretend you guys are taking a helicopter to get to the prison, I got school))
"You have a minute," Heather told Angel, opening her drawer and picking up a gun, loading it.
"President's call." Heather replied simply. She hits another button, this one in black. The screen came alive, and the President's face appeared...
Jayley leaned against a wall, playing with a dagger. She looked around, getting bored.
Tony arrived at the prison first, and threw a grenade in. He spoke into his earpiece. "Damian, Ark go find the leader's cell, it should be quiet...