OOC: Since my brain is shot, could I just repost my first sample post?
"One single shot..."
That's all I muttered as I took aim with his bow, aiming for my target's head. I had been hired to take this guy out in a way that would attract a lot of attention, which is why I brought along my bow. But I didn't understand the job. The guy used a voice masker over the phone and hired me to kill some bum. What, am I supposed to be some kind of stand-in? Meh, it doesn't matter, so long as I get the cash.
Then I felt the barrel of a gun on the back of my head. "Don't move." a female voice said.
"Give me a reason to." I retorted. "Then again, I do."
I did some breakdancing, knocking my assailant off of her feet, then I kicked her unconscious while she was in the air with one hit. A police officer. What's she doing here?
My answer came soon. SWAT members surrounded me like I was some sort of terrorist. How'd they know? ... Then it hit me. "IT'S A TRAP! THE WHOLE THING IS A TRAP!"
Click. Bang. I fell to the floor... from three stories high. No way I was gonna survive that.
EDIT: Forget this target, sorry, I thought I HAD to take this.
