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[cuzyeahboi]

Kai shut the doors behind them all and stood at them, facing Jeremy.

[Blaiiine]

Sitting down at the head seat, Jeremy lit a smoke and rubbed his knuckles for a moment. The seat wasn't technically his, as it belonged to the president, but he occupied it for the last six months.


"So since Clyde went to the pen upstate, I've done my best to keep us out of bloodshed." He spoke up, turning to face the members. Clyde, the president, had been arrested on almost every charge you could get. He wasn't going to be in the seat for a long time, but Jeremy never wanted his position so it was fine.


"But now other crews, namely the Satan's Disciples, want our piece of the pie. Now I don't want a war...but I'm not afraid of getting my paws dirty." Jeremy said, taking a drag. "So, Ray. How's our weapon supply looking? We good enough to lay down the hurt?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray sighed loudly, as he scratched his head in thought. "Well. We've enough guns to be sure. But it's ammo I'm worried about. I think we're good, but it'll be tight for sure. Ma Deuce should have a belt or two layin' about, and I'm sure I can get a few more firecrackers made."

[cuzyeahboi]

"My average'll be about 1 shot per fur. Shouldn't be more," He was itching for a smoke but shrugged it off. Leaning against the closed doors he watched the entire room.

[Rylou]

"Hold on." Rylou interjected. "I kno a guy who owes me a favour. He can get in a couple hundred rounds without any ties to us and little risk of being caught. He won't do it again though but it should give us an edge."

[Blaiiine]

((Kind of hit a writer's block for this RP, hopefully this can inject some life to it))


"Go ahead," Jeremy replied as he looked over to Ray, "Get the boys on the street loaded up with whatever you got down there." He took another drag off his cigarette before turning the chair to the wall.

[cuzyeahboi]

Kai stepped to the side, leaning against the wall rather than the door. He had an imposing figure even though he wasn't very tall or ripped.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray nodded as he waddled to the door, a devilish grin across his lips. "One small war comin' right up boss." He pointed to two prospects as he passed them. "You and you. I need more arms than what I got."


The hobbled raccoon, flanked by his new cohorts, made their way to the basement. Once through the steel door, the scent of cordite and gas assailed their senses. Ray unlocked a second door, and opened up what would be a mercenary's wet dream. Rifles of all types lined the gunmetal shelves, boxes loaded with imported firearms were strewn about haphazardly, and crates of explosives lay beneath the shelves. At the end of this room suspended from a cradle of chains sat Ray's pride and joy, an M2HB .50 caliber belt-fed machine gun. Upon the immaculate gunmetal of the gun, beautifully etched silver lettering spelled out two simple words, 'Ma Deuce'. Ray maneuvered the gun to a specialized lift to the garage, where it would be mounted on the raccoon's side-car lovingly named 'War Wagon'. The prospects ferried enough guns and magazines to arm everyone in the club. Ray scrounged about until he found the half-full box of ammo for Ma Deuce.
"She's almost outta snacks...better hope Rylou's guy can get some," the damaged raccoon whispered to mostly himself.

[Rylou]

Rylou looked at everything there, taking careful inventory of everything.
"Alright, he should be able to get us what we need, I'll get some grenades too."
Rylou pulled out his phone and stepped outside for a moment to call his contact.

[cuzyeahboi]

"How big this war gonna be?" He asked, still leaning against the wall, staring at Jeremy.

[Blaiiine]

"The Disciples are small time. We literally can end it in one ambush." Jeremy replied, turning the chair to face the fox.


"But I doubt they did it on their own accord...somebody had to have hired them." He added, ruffling his hair.

[cuzyeahboi]

He bit his lip, "Then we have a problem, bigger than The Disciples." He thought for a moment, "Why not just go after a captive from the Disciples. Just one, not expending much of anything to see if we can find out who this employer is."

[Blaiiine]

"Maybe. I know the boys want bodies in return for ours so we'll hit a protection patrol or something." Jeremy replied, standing up and pulling his vest on.


"We'll nab one and leave 'em to you, little fox." He said as he walked to the door, playfully 'booping' Kai's nose with his finger on the way out.

[cuzyeahboi]

He squinted. "Seriously? After all this time..." He shrugged and followed, his rifle would come in handy with this. Kill a few in a group, take the remaining one or two. The higher in rank would be better, more info, but too high would be problematic.

[Rylou]

Rylou  said goodbye to whoever  was on the phone as he walked through the doors.
"The delivery will be as the downtown docks in five hours, completely under any sort of radar. I'll take three guys to get it and bring it back here when I've got it. If you have everyone prepped by the time I get back we can move out before anyone knows what's up."