Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2024 23:13:26 No.68221684 Report

Quoted By: >>68221708 >>68222539 >>68223020

>>68220669
Anarchist greene fights police

Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2024 23:57:17 No.68223020 Report

>>68221684

>The siren blares and I whip my head around. Five-o. Pigs. Heat. Here to stop my tagging.
>I spring up and pocket the spray paint as I put on the jets. They're already after me as I scramble over the nearby concrete barrier.
>Urban evasion is my strong suit, not getting caught anytime soon. I push ahead and duck into an alley, using my wings to assist the vertical leap I need to get up onto the nearby fire escape ladder.
>I'm already up two flights by the time the greasy lardasses even round into the alley. I chuckle to myself and keep it up, pushing up onto the roof.
>Today seems to be my lucky day as I'm met face to face with a cop, seemingly having come out of the nearby roof access door. Time to show that these claws aren't just for show.
>The overweight quetzalcoatl motions for his taser but his heavy arms aren't nearly fast enough. I dive and topple him like a bowling pin. He scrambles for ground but I've done this dance before. He catches a boot to the hand, ensuring he'll remain the non-threat he is.
>Without skipping a beat I then scramble to edge, glancing down. Seems I've got quite the fanbase as no less than five cruisers wait my arrival. I snicker and flex my wings once more.
>I back a few paces then sprint. A running leap takes me across to another roof aided by my wings. I may not be able to fly but thankfully neither can pigs.
>I hit the graveled roof and roll, scuffing my wings as I do so. Shouts of astonishment ring below as I fall back into a sprint. Thankfully the next few jumps are smaller.
>I hurdle a few roof edges and keep pace, hearing the chatter die down.
>I slow my pace and start to catch my breath now that I feel a touch of safety. I scramble down a nearby fire escape and land a bit awkward as I do.
>Shoe on gravel alerts me to another presence. I whip around and find today is really not my day as two more suited up drones wielding clubs.

cont. one more.

Anonymous Tue 13 Aug 2024 00:03:19 No.68223216 Report

Quoted By: >>68223282

>>68223020
>Dukes up and it's gametime. Thankfully the morons think they're better than to use tasers.
>I duck the first one and sock a fist into his side. Instincts scream at me to forcefully pull my head back as hard as I can.
>Crest meets face and I do some real damage. I use the time to pull a knee up into a ribcage. I feel a crunch as I plant it true.
>It's now or never. I sprint ahead again and whip one last look back. Two keeled over figures writhe on the ground.
>My freedom now secured as the last of the pursuers lose me in the veins of the concrete utopia. I pant and wheeze, sweat dripping as I lean up against a nearby building.
>Hell of a way to spend a week night. I flex my hands and focus. Can't wait to do it again tomorrow.

Fin, bit weird but good enough.

>>68220725
Next, another short break first.