RPG Bebop: A new Crew

[Justin]

Ok...this will be an RPG about the Cowboy Bebop universe! The rules are as follows: No bringing back of old characters. This will be taking place many years after Spike's death and if there is any involvment with characters from the show it will only be brief. I want you to post your opening reply within 24 hours. If I accept you into the game I'll edit a comment ito your post. If you aren't accepted I'll delete your opening post. There will be 5 people accepted.
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Jet: She's old...but...she still runs.

??: Well you obviously have the first part right...

Jet: Are you going to buy her or not, Z?

Z: Oh, I'll think about it.

Jet: Listen, Z. I'm looking to retire here real soon. I'm an old man, and bounty hunting just isn't making me any cash anymore. So I don't have time to bullshit around. Are you going to buy her?

Z: *sigh*...actually, Jet...I don't really have the cash to buy her right now. You see...I didn't pull in that last bounty like I told you i did...heh heh...

Jet: ugh...I don't believe this...

Z: Believe it. But with the Syndicate as far down my throat as they already are, I need a faster ship than that old P.O.S. I'm driving now. Will you loan her to me?

Jet: No, Spi--Z...I can't afford to just loan her to you.

Z: Alright...what if I made a down payment?

Jet: No.

Z: Ok...your loss...

[i]Z walks away whistling an easy tune.[/i]

Jet: Fine. I'll take whatever you can give me now. But, if I'm not paid by next month I'll have every bounty hunter in space on you!

Z: I thought you might see it my way.
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-Justin

[9mm Avenger]

Akira squinted in the dying sunlight over the horizon. Scrathcing his shock of green hair, he pulled his sword out of his scabbard, looking at it's blade. Spitting on a rag, he cleaned his sword, and hopped back into his beat up ship, grimicing at the pitiful power readings.

Akira:Aw man, I'm suprised this thing even gets off the ground. Bounty hunting just dosen't bring in the bacon as much as it used to....For me anyways...

Akira's mind turned to spite as he thought of his girl-friend snatching-former best friend-now bitter rival getting fat and decrepid on his wealthy lifestyle. Sad that a once fit hunter got fat and lazy, prefering to employ underlings. As the ship lifted off the ground, Akira decided to head in ward in the system, and find some employies...Rich employies..They usually had the biggest toughest bounties...And those pay alot....

[Kain]

As Kain sits down in the bar where he's lookin for a job with alot of pay he catches the bar tenders eye.

Kain-Hey.You know about any jobs for old bounty hunter?

B. Tender-Yeah.Some crazy guy keeps walkin in here startin fights.Need you to get rid of him.

Kain-I'm a bounty hunter not a bouncer.

B.Tender-Take it or leave it.

Kain-*sigh*How much?

B.Tender-I'll pay ya 650.

Kain-700....

B.Tender-..........675.

Kain-750......

B.tender-700!But no higher!

Kain-Deal.

B.Tender-Speak of the devil.Here he is now.

Kain-Hmph.......

Stranger-What are you lookin at?

Kain-Hear you been startin fights?

Stranger-And?What you gone do about it?

The stranger takes out a combat knife and tries to slash Kain.But Kain dodges grabs the stranger by the head and then there is a small snap sound and the stranger falls down dead.

Kain-Too easy...

B.Tender-You killed him.You get an extra 300 for that.

Kain walks away with his money and heads back to his ship.

Kain-This won't even cover ammunition!Man I need a job that pays...

[Angelus_Necare]

[i] Anima looked torwards the sky an sighed, if today was going to be like any other she'd have to watch her back. Anima flipped her short black hair as she perpared to take off on her motor bike. a small man aproached her as she slipped on her helmet[/i]

Anima: can i help you?

Man: oh, no just admiring your bike.

[i] the small man glanced at anima's inner forearm, where a red dragon clan tatoo was placed long go. Anima tugged on her sleve to conceal it, the small man smiled.[/i]

Man: anima necare I presume? I have been looking for you for a very long time.

Anima: have you been looking for me since the accident?

Man: yes, you haven't aged a day since. It would be nice to never die.

[i] anima put a gun to the man's throat.[/i]

Anima; I can't say the same for you though...you aren't even a part of the clan! those lazy bastards can't even send one of their assasins to kill me! you are not worthy of my life!

[i] anima pulled the trigger and drove away[/i]

anima: guess it's going to be one of those days...

[Pressure]

[i]Faded Rose and Celestine sat quietly in the back of the diner. Celestine sipped her iced tea as Faded Rose counted out their money.[/i]

FR:All right, thats 600 for you, 700 for me.

CE:You told me 650 if I killed Yu Ling... and I did... now where is my 50?

FR:You got blood all over my favorite leather shoes, 700. It'll cost 50 to get a shoemaker to get the blood out.

[i]In a flash, Celestine pulled out a gun and had it held aginst Faded Rose's head. Her finger rested gently on the trigger as her lips slid past Faded Rose's ear.[/i]

CE:I want my 50... or you'll die and I can take it all. You have a choice.

FR:You can't do this... I have connections with the syndicate! I'll have you ki--

[i]Celestine pulled the trigger and Faded Rose's blood splattered against the window of the diner. Celestine took another sip of her ice tea and spat it out. It tasted like blood. She dropped the tea and picked up the rest of the money. Celestine casually dropped a few dollars on Faded Rose's head to pay for the ice tea and watched them soak up her blood.

Celestine walked out of the diner with her head low and climbed into her ship. She flicked on the controls and wiped the blood from her hand.[/i]

CE: Damn I hate getting blood on myself... dirty syndicate member... ugh yuck...

[i]Celestine blasted off from the ground and set the ship into manual as she sat back in her chair and fell into an uneasy sleep.[/i]

[Toki-chan]

[COLOR=deeppink]Toki walked along the streets of Ganamyde whistling a little tune she'd heard from her last catch. The soft wind ruffled her short, spikey pink hair and the little fuzzies in the air attached themselves to her jeans. Sighing deeply, she snatched an apple from a table and dropped a few coins on the table with one swift action.

The sky was a really ugly brown. "I hate this moon," she muttered, climbing into her ship. Suddenly she spotted her prey and jumped back out of the ship, sliding on her sunglasses. Her hand slid back to rest on the dagger in its sheath by her side. An old-fashioned weapon, yes, but she never had any need for a long-range weapon.

Within five minutes she had a plan mapped out in her head, and by the looks of it, this was gonna be an easy one. They all were, really. Why coulden't there be a job out there for her that was relativly difficult? Even being a hitman for the Syndacate haden't been a challenge, and now she was a lonely bounty hunter.

Casually, she walked next to the guy that was woth some three hundred woolongs. "Hey," she said calmly.

"Uh, hi," the guy stuttered. Pathetic.

In a flash the dagger was out, in the guy's throat, then back in the sheath. Nice. Faster than Vicious. Definently a good day, she decided as the blood spilled at her feet.[/COLOR]