I grinned. “Sure!” I took off my Sombrero and threw it at the Mods like Captain America’s shield. With a clang, it hit BoringHamster and knocked him out. My Sombrero returned to me like a boomerang. I threw it at a slight angle, and it hit Demion and knocked him down, bounced off him, hit Catwizard and returned to me. Con got out of Demion's grip while he was distracted and grabbed our weapons.
“Stop them!” Demion yelled. Con chucked my weapons at me. I put my Sombrero back on my head and caught them, then passed my machine gun and knife to RuleJJ. RuleJJ pocketed the knife. We ran back into RuleJJ’s house, BlackCrocodile, WildBunchz, CatWizard and Demion following behind us. RuleJJ swivelled round and the whole room lit up with machince gun fire. The Mods dived for cover. “Go!” RuleJJ said. “I’ll keep them busy!”
Con and I ran out the front door, heading straight to the Sombrero Club. We turned the corner to Club Street, then crashed into Demion’s henchman, who was waiting to ambush us. “Oh so so sorry sir, but…” Con said, then whipped out his taser and zapped the Mod. The Mod shook violently, then dropped to the ground. I aimed my Tranquiliser Machine Dart Gun at the Mod and opened fire. When I stopped firing, I grinned at the result. “That should keep him asleep.” Con shook his head. “LEGO, how could you?” He said. I shrugged. Con then couldn’t help smiling after he stared at the Mod again. “Well anyways, we should probably go.”
Thanks Con! Why are you calling me LEGO by the way? You used to call me LEGO, then you called me LAF and now you're calling me LEGO. Or did you call me Agent once? I dunno, I have too many nicknames so can y'all choose one and stick to it?
Post by LegoAgentFigure on May 8, 2018 8:04:23 GMT
Chapter Four ~ Demion’s Henchman
Con and I sat in a couple of chairs in the Sombrero Club.
A minifig approched us. “Hey Con! Hey Lego!” Boomer2K said.
“Hola.” Con and I said simultaneously. Boomer dragged a chair opposite us closer and sat down. “Have you noticed some odd things happening lately?” Boomer asked. Con and I both nodded. “You know, Wgrubbs saw some suspicious activity going on. And you know what happened?” Boomer shook his head sadly. “He was arrested. I dunno if he got banned or not. His fate is currently unknown to everyone.” Con looked down. My expression turned miserable. Boomer nodded thoughtfully.
A user burst through the clubs double doors. RuleJJ looked rough. His clothes were tattered, and blackened. His was hair singed. He stumbled towards us and sat down in a chair. “RuleJJ?“ I asked nervously. RuleJJ glared at me. “Are you okay?” I asked, dread consuming me. “Am I okay? Am I okay?” RuleJJ shook his head in an exasperated way. “I am not okay. And now, my home has been destroyed! Destroyed! And you are responsible for it!” I looked away, feeling guilt grip me. “I’ll pay the bill.” I said. “I back out of this.” Con said. RuleJJ didn’t even glance at him. He kept his gaze fixed on me. I shifted uncomfortably. Boomer looked like he was wanting to say something but didn’t, for fear of getting glared at so hard that he would melt away into nothing. “Sorry.” I said in barely a whisper.
Con and I sat in a couple of chairs in the Sombrero Club.
A minifig approched us. “Hey Con! Hey Lego!” Boomer2K said.
“Hola.” Con and I said simultaneously. Boomer dragged a chair opposite us closer and sat down. “Have you noticed some odd things happening lately?” Boomer asked. Con and I both nodded. “You know, Wgrubbs saw some suspicious activity going on. And you know what happened?” Boomer shook his head sadly. “He was arrested. I dunno if he got banned or not. His fate is currently unknown to everyone.” Con looked down. My expression turned miserable. Boomer nodded thoughtfully.
A user burst through the clubs double doors. RuleJJ looked rough. His clothes were tattered, and blackened. His was hair singed. He stumbled towards us and sat down in a chair. “RuleJJ?“ I asked nervously. RuleJJ glared at me. “Are you okay?” I asked, dread consuming me. “Am I okay? Am I okay?” RuleJJ shook his head in an exasperated way. “I am not okay. And now, my home has been destroyed! Destroyed! And you are responsible for it!” I looked away, feeling guilt grip me. “I’ll pay the bill.” I said. “I back out of this.” Con said. RuleJJ didn’t even glance at him. He kept his gaze fixed on me. I shifted uncomfortably. Boomer looked like he was wanting to say something but didn’t, for fear of getting glared at so hard that he would melt away into nothing. “Sorry.” I said in barely a whisper.
I'll have you know that I'm a very non-confrontational person.
Con and I sat in a couple of chairs in the Sombrero Club.
A minifig approched us. “Hey Con! Hey Lego!” Boomer2K said.
“Hola.” Con and I said simultaneously. Boomer dragged a chair opposite us closer and sat down. “Have you noticed some odd things happening lately?” Boomer asked. Con and I both nodded. “You know, Wgrubbs saw some suspicious activity going on. And you know what happened?” Boomer shook his head sadly. “He was arrested. I dunno if he got banned or not. His fate is currently unknown to everyone.” Con looked down. My expression turned miserable. Boomer nodded thoughtfully.
A user burst through the clubs double doors. RuleJJ looked rough. His clothes were tattered, and blackened. His was hair singed. He stumbled towards us and sat down in a chair. “RuleJJ?“ I asked nervously. RuleJJ glared at me. “Are you okay?” I asked, dread consuming me. “Am I okay? Am I okay?” RuleJJ shook his head in an exasperated way. “I am not okay. And now, my home has been destroyed! Destroyed! And you are responsible for it!” I looked away, feeling guilt grip me. “I’ll pay the bill.” I said. “I back out of this.” Con said. RuleJJ didn’t even glance at him. He kept his gaze fixed on me. I shifted uncomfortably. Boomer looked like he was wanting to say something but didn’t, for fear of getting glared at so hard that he would melt away into nothing. “Sorry.” I said in barely a whisper.
I'll have you know that I'm a very non-confrontational person.
Sorry. *I say in barely a whisper*
I tend to always get something wrong about someone. Sorry.