Arume RP bread 8(7(6(5?)?)?)

"a fat rich man that i've worked for in the past. i can't tell all the details yet."

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"Aight, then, we're in. When and where do we start? I ain't doin' anything without getting prepared first"
The scarred man finally accepts the deal, though he sems mildly reluctant to doing so. He was, after all, getting what was left of his gang into a job he didn't even know about yet.

"all you need to do is wait for when i kill hook. then i'll tell you what comes next."
>start walking away with this song playing in the background youtube.com/watch?v=KGD2N5hJ2e0

"come on."

>Follow the group

"Anything nya' nyeed me to do?"

"... Whatever. Let's go back to the bar, standin' around here is pointless"
The scarred man and his gang head off while you depart from the alleyway.
Heading away from the meeting place, you see a familiar cat meowing in the distance.

Thomas' answer doesn't quite satisfy the men, but they leave the alleyway regardless.
Thomas beckons you to follow him outside of the cramped alleyway.
You hear the mewling of your kitty, who apparently got out of the house looking for you, in the distance.

"yes. while i try to kill hook, you will be getting info on our other target. the fat man we will rob."
>give the info on where i found him and what he looks like
"we need his name, address, family, schedule, likes, dislikes. anything you can get your hands on. i don't care how you do it, as long as it's done."

>Walk over to the sound of the cat

"Sounds good. I'll see you later then-nya..."

>head over to the bar again

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Thomas tells you about the fat fuck's appearance and how he apparently lived in the upper level of the city.
Then you walk ahead trying to find the cat, only for the mewling to be drowned out by the violent barking of a bunch of dogs.
The kitteh is trapped on top of a tree.

You go back into the shitty bar from before and see the gang sitting there. They're still shuffling the deck and serving the drinks.
They fail to notice you entering, mostly due to the loud music and slurred, drunken yells all around.

"Nyah! D-don't worry, I'll help you..."
>Climb up and help the cat down

>go order a drink from the bartender and ask him
"any idea where i can find hook?"

Dubs.
The dogs scatter and run away as you approach and climb up the tree with ease.
The cat climbs up onto your head again and begins loudly purring as you finally reach the ground.
One of the routes out of the slums is nearby.

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The beer they pour in front of you isn't quite as bad as it originally seemed to be. It still tasted like watered-down fermented piss, though.
"Hook? The fucking scotsman doesn't come down here often... Lately, I hear he's hanging around the casino his gang just took over"

"Good girl..."
>Stroke the cat and walk out of the slums, heading for the upper levels
>Look for the place the fat guy stays at

Dubs, once more.
You make your way to the upper levels, following the directions given to you by Thomas, and come accross the indicated place easily enough.
It's a mostly empty building with a relatively large garden.
You can see the gate was left open, but the windows and the door are closed.

“Casino?... interesting. Where is it located?”

>Take a look around the outside of the building and check out the surrounding area

"Three streets down, to the left. It's flashy as all hell, ya can't miss it."

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The windows seem to be too small to fit through even if they were broken open, the building seems sturdy and the plants in the garden are too small to hide in them effectively.
The door's handle begins to turn.

"thanks."
>hand him a few extra dollars for the info and then head over to the casino

>Look at where the surrounding buildings are and what they are

No buildings surround the fat fuck's house directly - It is, after all, surrounded by a large garden and one of the adjacent buildings is completely blocked by the trees.
There's a three floors tall building sitting nearby, however, and the area behind the house is occupied by another street.

He takes the money silently.
You leave to look for the casino, and you can hear the hustle, the music and the groans even before seeing the flashing lights and the gaudy building itself.
It's really crowded.

>try to find a way inside

>Check what kind of wall, hedge, or whatever there is around the garden

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The garden is walled off with a steel fence, tipped with spikes and decorated in such a way that none of the ornaments would actually make it easier to climb through.

You head over to the entrance of the casino, mixing in with the crowd with little effort.
You'll have to pass through a metal detector, though. If you're caught trying to smuggle guns in it'd be troublesome, but maybe the Arume gun isn't actually made of any metal?

>Eye up the main building itself
>See how easy it would be to climb and check how tall it is

>might as well take the chance and go through

Two floors tall and with walls made of plain, rough concrete, it doesn't look like a hassle to climb over.
The material may harm your hands while you climb, though, and the roof looks like walking over it would make a racket.

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You step through as if there were nothing unusual about you... And the alarm suddenly goes off.
The guards keeping watch nearby lazily aim their guns at you, apparently not really considering you a menace yet - A lot of clients came in with metallic jewelry and didn't notice until after the alarm was triggered, after all.
"Yer disarmed, ain't ya? Drop anythin' metallic on ya, then pass through again "

>take my hat off. it has metal razors in it.
"my mistake lads."
>go through again

>Head away from his house, look for any shops that would sell maid uniforms
>Stroke my cat on the way

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After dropping off your hat, you make your way in once more and thankfully trigger no alarms. Apparently whatever arume guns are made of isn't perceived by the metal detectors.
You walk into the casino, weaving through the mass of people easily enough.

The kitty purrs once more as you pet it while heading off to look for a maid uniform.
You spot a shop nearby, selling costumes and fabric - You could probably get something there.

>try to look for any important looking people in the casino

>Walk in, whistling
>Head over to the counter
"Hello. Would you guys happen to have any maid uniforms in-nya?"

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You see nothing important, at first, the shapes of individual people all blending together into one blurry mass of human shapes amidst the crowd of drunkards and bettors.
However, soon enough you see a brutish man that seems to fit the description you were given of Hook, sitting at the very back of the casino.

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A woman peeks out from behind the counter, where she'd been arranging some assorted parafernalia.
"Oh, sure, sure! They're in the third hall, to the left. Why do you want one, little kitty girl?"
She seems not to have noticed your ears due to the purring cat resting on your head.
She pats it a few times.

>walk over to him and inspect what he looks like

"Hmmmm-nya. For work."
>Smile and walk off to see their stock

>Wake up in vodka

He looks lightly scarred, with greasy red hair already fading into a light grey due to age and a few missing teeth, plus a stocky build and a badly messed up jacket covering his upper body.
Nigga looks angry.

You come across the maid outfits there.
The vast majority of them seems to be decorative, with fragile material and unnecessary frills that'd actually make cleaning in them difficult.
A couple of them seem functional, though.

Last thread, you'd just failed to acquire a gelling agent to make some napalm with.

>walk up to him and say
"i'm looking for work."
>staaaaaaaaaaaaaaare

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>Grab a functional but still attractive one
>Find a place to change to make sure that it fits

>Go to a person who knows about the armory
"Henlo, you have napalm yes?"

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"What kinda work are ye lookin for?"
He merely raises an eyebrow at the stare, and returns it shortly after

You get into a changing room to try out the suit you picked out: A compromise between a functional one and a decorative one that really didn't fulfill either role particularly well, but it wasn't bad either
It fit perfectly.
And for some bullshit reason, the kitty remained perched on your hair firmly even as you put the dress on.

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You reach the armory and speak to the one tasked with keeping it all in order
"Yeah, we do. We're saving it for when they're far enough from us that we won't get any of our men caught in the crossfire, though"

>light up a cigarette
"what are you offering?"

>Get changed and buy it
>Head back to the guy's house

"Do you of havings any hoses and pumps, by any chance?"

"We're lookin' for some security for this place here, I'm sure ya noticed how busy it can get"
Hook gestured at the casino at large as he spoke, drawing attention to how overcrowded it all was.
"But first, I gotta know if yer qualified for the job, aye?"

You get there with no problems.
Nothing is different from last time, and the gate is still wide open while the door remains closed.
You hear a few people inside.

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"We do, for the... Wait, why do you want those and the napalm, Vlad? Don't tell me... Well, whatever. Just try not to get any of our men with that thing again"
He opens the armory and allows you to enter, before heading off.
You can hear him calling the higher ups through his radio
"Hello? Yeah, Vlad is doing THAT again. Do we have enough extinguishers?"

>Take a deep breath
>Confidently stride up to the door with my maid outfit in a bag
>Give it a few knocks
>Aslo, check what time of day it is

“I understand. I worked similar jobs back in Birmingham. So what will you have me do?”
>smoke the cigarette

>Russian laughter
>Take a couple of containers of napalm and a hose

Dubs.
It is three in the afternoon.
The door is opened by another maid, roughly the same age as you, holding a tiny fucking puppy in her arms.
"Oh, you must be the new maid we were told to expect! Come on in!"
The oddly cheery girl pulls you into the house by the arm, not noticing your ears or your cat yet.
The doggo barks excitedly as you're lead to a guest room and told to change into your uniform.
Just what the fuck did you get yourself into?

"Get me a recommendation letter or somethin', from your last job or from another one of my bouncers. I don't give a shit about how you get it, as long as you do it"
You take a long drag of the cigarette.
It's still a fucking Pall-Mall, so it's utter shit.

You take two canisters of the incendiary gel and a hose, and hook them up together.
The frontlines seem relatively deserted, and some of the troops on your side are advancing already.
You see a few trucks arriving, all of them loaded to the brim with extinguishers, and there's even a firetruck.
However, the guy directing them all is still shell-shocked and muttering to himself
"Not enough..."
Over and over again like a madman.

"what if i told you.. that they all died when they arume invaded"

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>Ignore the PTSD man, set the canisters down in my little cubby hole, and go to find a hose and a pump

"Y-yeah, that's me-nya!"
>Change into my maid uniform
"D-does it look alright-nya?"

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"Then I guess yer gonna have to get a recommendation from one of my bouncers... Here"
Hook scribbles something onto a piece of paper and hands it to you
"Go look for one of 'em and pass him this piece of paper"

You had the hose and pump already.
You set everything down in your hole and begin preparing the fireworks.
You can imagine the smell of charred alien flesh already.

The other maid looks at you appraisingly, then her pupper lets out a sharp bark.
"You look cute in it! Now, is there anything you need me to show you before starting out?"

"Nyeah, could you show me where the supplies are and where you'd like me to clean-nya?"

>Hook up the hose and pump to a backpack (like a flamethrower's), then hook a trigger up to the end of the hose connected to the pump to spray napalm. Then, fill it up with napalm and seal it

"Sure! Just follow me!"
The weird girl once more grabs you by the hand and drags you off to the closet of cleaning supplies, before handing you a mop and pointing you towards the kitchen.
"Good luck!"

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You fashion a makeshift flamethrower out of the napalm canisters and the hose, before sealing the device.
Now you can freely spray napalm around and terrorise friend and foe alike with your mighty flames, but... You don't have a way to ignite the napalm yet.

"Uh, thanks..."
>Force a smile and try to look happy
>Head into the kitchen with my mop and bucket, before beginning to mop the floor

>Take a torch from one of my many flamethrowers and stick it on the hose under the barrel so I can light the flamethrower

“Alright.”
>take the paper and go look for a bouncer.
>make sure the bouncer is the biggest, meanest looking motherfucker here

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You get to mopping the dirty kitchen floor.
It's not particularly dirty or hard to remove, but most of the filth gathers around hard to reach places

You attach a torch to your napalm sprayer, and it seems to work just fine.
You don't try it straight away, though, since you're still near the camp.

You head off to look for the single biggest bouncer you can spot.
You hand him the paper, and one second too late you realise what was written on it:
"Punch the messenger in the face"
A fist misses your face by a hair's width.
The bouncer really doesn't seem angry, but he could recognise Hook's barely legible handwriting and took it as a direct order.

>Get in the zone and mop hard

"well mate. it seems we're in for a night."
>observe what he does and be defensive

>Go off to the edge of the Arume forest and test it out

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Your mopping intensifies to the point 99.9% of microbes have actually developed a language and society solely for the purpose of telling each other how fucked they are.
Then you slip and fall, hitting your head and causing your kitty to leap off, revealing your cat ears.
Thankfully, nobody was here to see it, but with your cat making such a mess you're likely to get noticed soon.

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He doesn't seem particularly trained or invested in the fight, but more than makes up for it with sheer bruteness
He swings out at you, hitting you square on the side of the head before slamming a second punch into your right kidney.

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Your makeshift napalm sprayer fires a spurt of the flaming gel into the forest, but it begins collapsing in your hands and letting the liquid seep through and coat you.
You're forced to stop burning the forest, lest you burn yourself too.

"Nyah! Calm down, calm down.."
>Calm the cat
>Go back to mopping
>See if I can't work out what rooms are connected to this one

>Go back and fix the fuck out of my napalm thrower so it doesn't fall apart when I use it

>kick him in the nuts super hard

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The kitty cat (name it fgt) calms down and returns to resting atop your head, and the odd girl with the dog doesn't seem to have even noticed the ruckus.
You go back to cleaning out the kitchen, and it seems to be a bit easier this time.
It's connected to a hallway and the living room.

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You return to the camp in order to patch up your makeshift napalm hose.
The PTSD dude is still fucking terrified of your contraption and frantically shoves masking tape and sealants into your hands - anything that might help reduce the chance of burning everything down again.

Dubs.
You absolutely fucking obliterate the poor faggot's chances at procreation, causing him such pain any relatives he might have will feel it for thousands of years.
He remains silent, though, and merely doubles over in silent pain.

"well i guess that's it then..."
>walk back to hook
"it's done."

>I'll name it Kat
>Finish mopping this shit

"Ah, of thankings you. What I do to you anyways?"
>Start fixing the contraption

He lifts a greasy, greying eyebrow
"Already? Didn't expect ye to be done with it so quickly. Good job, yer startin' within the week."

You finish mopping up the kitchen, leaving it sparkly... For the most part, anyways

At your question, he begins to shiver violently
"...The fire. THE FIRE. NOT AGAIN! "
You patch the weapon up, and it doesn't look like it's going to fall apart soon.

"right. anything i need to bring?"

>Go back out to the forests and burn things

>Head into the hallway to see what rooms I can find

"Get yerself a cudgel and a gun, people get troublesome around here"
He gestured, once more, to the crowd gathered in the place
It was evident that they were going to be a bother to keep in line

Dubs.
You head deep into the forest and spray napalm all over the place, covering your surrounding in GLORIOUS FLAMES

You open the door and arrive at the hallway.
Most of the rooms seem to be guest rooms, but there are a couple of bathrooms and a staircase near the end of it, plus a dining room on the other extreme.
You can hear a new voice berating the girl with the dog upstairs.

>mmmm, smoked abominations of nature
>Head back to the camp and tell everybody that it works this time

Must end the thread here.
Sorry.

"very well. good day."
>head back out and grab my hat on the way