This is the place Carmike told me that I’ll find him in. Cant wait to collect all that Moolah.*She got closer to the Rehab not knowing what to expect*
Abe Mudokon if you know whats best for you, you’d better come outside give yourself up! *She drew her weapons and waited.*
Soon enough, Abe left the rehab saying goodbye to his friends. He stood in the doorway for a moment as he had an uneasy feeling, like something wasn’t right around the place. Though he could easily be being paranoid. After all he’d been through so far he did sometimes get that way, as well as jumpy. Perhaps it was nothing. So he started to walk away normally.
*47 jumped out from behind the rock pointing her guns at Abe* Hey you freeze! *She got closer but still kept a safe distance*Theres a bounty on your head, and you’re commin’ with me.
Abe jumped out of his skin, and stood there shaking and his bottom lip wobbling. Looks like he wasn’t be all nervous and that there really was something there. Or in this case, someone. Slowly and shakily, Abe’s arms were raised in the air, there was nothing he could do right now. This chick must’ve seen all the wanted posters Franky G ordered and been fooled by the way they made him look so evil and plotting. Gently, the scared Mudokon pushed the gun away from him slightly and managed to stutter out a question. “U-uh… where exactly do you plan on taking me…?”
*she pointed the gun back at him*Well, I’m taking you back to the bank so I can collect my moolah.You know, you look nothing like the poster. Well the media tends to over exaggerate on these types of things. C’mon lower your hands, so I can handcuff you. Please don’t make it harder than it needs to be….
47 was very intimidating, and Abe was very scared. He didn’t know what to do, but he did know he couldn’t be taken prisoner and be executed, tortured, or whatever those nasty Gluks had planned. Abe gulped and decided to be blunt. He couldn’t lose.
Y-you know you’ve got some nerve, asking me that.*takes a long deep sigh* Well ever since Abe threatened the bank, a lot of customers decided to withdraw all of their moolah and empty their accounts…..I’ve lost millions….A-and the Cartel, they just wont leave me alone. They’re calling non stop and I know some of them are going to come over here……And the worst part of all, is that I have to stay sober……I cant do it!!!
Out of nowhere a small rock hits the slig right in between her eyes, making her lose her balance and drop the knife. Kirah takes a few steps closer, pulling her sling back for another shot. ”Lay off him, shmuck! There’s more where that came from…” Her slingshot was steadily aimed at the slig.
a lot of science in here…
yay, a finished redraw. not very good, but i had fun.