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I've spent most of the weekend getting ready for Streetwars. Man oh man. I haven't slept much in the last couple of days, so this entry will probably be all over the place.

Casey and I spent most of yesterday afternoon driving around to various toy stores in the Colma area only to be told that waterguns are a "seasonal item". We're idiots though, because we found tons of awesome gats at some junk shops right here in the city.

After the long day of working on my motorcycle (four running bikes = more confusion for my assassin) and trying to track down some small watery arms, it was time to go pick up our targets' dossiers. We donned all black attire and took public transit to Chinatown, where we located the seedy bar where we were to meet the representative of the Shadow Government. We pulled our black hoods over our heads and walked in, despite the passers-by on the street getting nervous that we were about to rob the bar. We got about five steps in before the bartender made us take off the hoods.

After a little bit of waiting, I sat down with the Moustache Commander and he handed me not one but multiple dossiers of a team that I was to pursue. I'd like to be more specific, but I can't at this juncture. You never really know who's watching.

After picking up our stuff, we sat on the curb across from the bar and watched a steady stream of nervous looking people in varying states of disguise. Some people wore hoods. Some wore sunglasses. There were a few fake moustaches.

The rest of the evening was spent researching our targets on the internet. I found a lot of stuff on one guy and there's a good chance I'm gonna go after him tomorrow.

Casey got an email threat from her assassin. I was able to pull some info from the email and piece together a lot about the guy and I believe I even found a picture of him. I wish I was lucky enough to get an email from my stalker.

Twenty minutes from now, I'm fair game. When they say Live In Fear, they are not kidding. I need sleep.



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Nov. 14th, 2005 01:13 pm (UTC)
Dude, fun!
Nov. 14th, 2005 03:26 pm (UTC)
Nov. 14th, 2005 03:59 pm (UTC)
We spent six hours stalking our target, only to discover that our target was at home the entire time.
Lame, but fun none the less. I am posative that it was not the best way to spend my only real night off considering I am still sick.
Nov. 14th, 2005 06:24 pm (UTC)
yeah, shouldn't you have delegated the responsibility due to your illness?
Nov. 14th, 2005 06:27 pm (UTC)
Dude. Have you looked at the website today? There's an announcement you may be interested in.
Nov. 14th, 2005 10:55 pm (UTC)
yeah, saw it last night.
Nov. 14th, 2005 05:29 pm (UTC)
And so it hass begun
OMG--last night Marisa and I left the Cracktory at 11:30, figuring 30 minutes was plenty to get home. It would have been, if the freeway on ramp hadn't been closed! We ended up scooting all the way from Army Cesar Chavez to 9th St. on Bryant and the lights were very unkind.

I had her do a time check at 9th and Bryant and we had 13 minutes to get into my apt, assuming my assassin wasn't waiting inside. We flew off the Bajaj, while she unpacked my gun just in case. I parked while she watched my back and we entered the building SWAT team style--her going ahead to check for any strangers and me following carefully behind. Once we were in the door, we both breathed a sigh of relief.

I staked out my target's house this morning for a few minutes, but I figure I'm going to have to get him under cover of darkness. Meanwhile, Marisa is delivering flowers to him at work today. :)

I came out of my apt this morning, guns at the ready, bike warmed up before I took off. Made it safely to work. *whew*.

Nervous-excited-scared...wow, I'm not needing caffeine until I get killed!
Nov. 14th, 2005 11:08 pm (UTC)
Re: And so it hass begun
Wait, you're allowed to kill your assassin? Awesome.
Nov. 14th, 2005 11:11 pm (UTC)
Re: And so it hass begun
No, you can't kill them, but if you shoot them first, they have to wait 24 hours before they can make another attempt. Thus, giving you a free 24 hours to hunt your prey without having to watch your back.
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