Staggered out the pub with a few folk that also play Elite a lot and... we're wandering along the street when suddenly I hear a sound coming from a dark alley! "Unidentified signal source!" I cry, before running off giggling and all excited; rubbing my lips, licking my hands and dreaming of Prototype Tech, then... "Bleh! Bleeeeh. Phwwoaaaah!" Some drunk wee-weeing and vomiting against a wall. Bah!
Not to worry though. "Hold still!" I shouted, frantically patting his back pocket; desperately attempting to dislodge his wallet. "We won't hurt you as long as you comply, ok?"
"FfffFS! Yeah! Ok! Just leave me a fiver for the taxi. S'all! Please! I can't believe this. I didnae come oot for PvP the night ffffs!"
"Yeah yeah man. S'cool. Just hush now baby... sshhh..." and finally his wallet pings out and I shout to my pal "Cargo scoop oot, son! Let's pick it up and go."
Suddenly... without warning... the police show up and start beating the crud out of our victim. "I'll turn you to dust!" he cried as we looked on, horrified. They beat him until he died. Next thing we know, they've spun round and are smacking us in the head and shouting "Oooooh dirty scan! Dirty scan! Oooo! Starting kill smack."
"Fffffrrr this!" I said and immediately hit boost by switching from my high heel fancy jobs to my Adidas super boosts and off I boosted into the dark. I'm literally making this up as I go and can't be bothered typing any more but you get the idea.
Not to worry though. "Hold still!" I shouted, frantically patting his back pocket; desperately attempting to dislodge his wallet. "We won't hurt you as long as you comply, ok?"
"FfffFS! Yeah! Ok! Just leave me a fiver for the taxi. S'all! Please! I can't believe this. I didnae come oot for PvP the night ffffs!"
"Yeah yeah man. S'cool. Just hush now baby... sshhh..." and finally his wallet pings out and I shout to my pal "Cargo scoop oot, son! Let's pick it up and go."
Suddenly... without warning... the police show up and start beating the crud out of our victim. "I'll turn you to dust!" he cried as we looked on, horrified. They beat him until he died. Next thing we know, they've spun round and are smacking us in the head and shouting "Oooooh dirty scan! Dirty scan! Oooo! Starting kill smack."
"Fffffrrr this!" I said and immediately hit boost by switching from my high heel fancy jobs to my Adidas super boosts and off I boosted into the dark. I'm literally making this up as I go and can't be bothered typing any more but you get the idea.
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