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Psyga315 Since: Jan, 2001
#1: Sep 22nd 2011 at 7:08:54 PM

Inside a crack-house, groups of people were shooting up heroin. One man enters the house. He wore a clean business suit that stood out from the others, who wore baggy and greasy shirts and underwear. The man made his way to the stairs where he went up them. He then turned left and walked towards the door at the end of the hall. He then opened the door. He then saw two women, one blond and the other brunette, both chained to the wall and crying. The two women wore casual clothes, but were mostly clean unlike the other people. One woman looked at the fine-dressed man.

"Please! Let us go!" the blond asked. The man then went up to the blond and smacked her with the back of his right hand.

"Only until after you pay us the money." The man said in a calm tone.

"We don't have enough! Let us go and we can pay next week!" The brunette protested.

"... Not going to happen. The boss had waited a long time for you two dimwits to pay up. He waited enough. Pay..." The man said, grabbing a gun and putting it at the forehead of the blond woman. "Or else you will die." He said.

"HEEEEEEEEELP!" The brunette screamed. The inhabitants of the crack-house were too high to notice the pleas, and the only receptive ear was the man that would silence them forever.

Or so they thought.

TV Tropes presents... Division 34
Episode 1: Crackdown


A cop van pulls in to the crack-house, carrying seven people, one being the driver. The Division was looking into the case of the two missing girls since this morning, and they had received a tip that the two girls frequently visited the crack-house.

"Okay, men, the mission is simple, go in, save the girls, and get out." The driver said. In the van, one of the seven police members, a blond man in his thirties, was breathing heavily and shaking, feeling an adrenaline rush.

"Yeah!" The blond man kept saying to himself. This panting made the driver think of something.

"Oh, and one more thing: try not to kill the junkies. They're too dumb to understand what is going on." The Driver said. He got out and opened the back door, letting loose the seven officers.

"RAAAAAAAH!" The blond man, Robert "Rob" Black, screamed as he ran out of the van.

"ROB! Wait!" The driver said. He then rolled his eyes. "I'll wait for you guys here in case we need to break out. Don't worry. I'll be fine." The driver said as he went back to the driver's seat.

edited 25th Sep '11 3:53:40 PM by Psyga315

Bitterman Since: Apr, 2011
#2: Sep 22nd 2011 at 7:17:42 PM

Frank stood there, gun in hand, as he let his face portray his absolute joy in his situation. He looked on as the blonde headed man ran off, and could that things were about to get fun. "Oh hell yes!" He says as he follows Rob's lead.

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Fusionman Since: Nov, 2009
#3: Sep 22nd 2011 at 8:08:53 PM

A ragged man sighs. "Wait we can't kill the junkies because they're high? Whatever you say boss."

He grabs a gun and charges out. "GET DOWN ROBERT! THERE'S SOME SONS OF BITCHES I'M GONNA MAKE REPENT!"

slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#4: Sep 23rd 2011 at 1:59:56 AM

Fred looked after his charging teammates. "Rear guard it is." He said, mostly to himself as he got out of the car and followed them, walking with a slight crouch, gun in his hand, his finger resting on the side of the trigger guard as opposed to on the trigger itself. As much as he wanted, he was determined to not ask himself what he had gotten himself into, it probably wouldn't help anything, and go time was concentration time.

edited 23rd Sep '11 6:06:26 AM by slowzombie

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Shadowbell Macinatrix Insana from Massachusetts Since: Jan, 2001
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#5: Sep 24th 2011 at 2:09:43 PM

Liz was last out of the car, staying close to Fred at the rear of the group, gun at the ready. This was her first real mission, and she was determined to get it right. She took deep breaths, calming her nerves.

edited 24th Sep '11 2:10:10 PM by Shadowbell

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slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#6: Sep 24th 2011 at 2:29:10 PM

Fred cast a quick look behind him, spotting Liz. She was a new to policework as he was to this division, so it seemed natural that she'd seem a little jumpy. As far as first jobs went, storming a crack house wasn't the best one, he didn't envy her that. He gave her what, hopefully, was a reassuring nod before continuing towards the door, his steps quick, but wary.

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GeekCodeRed Since: Sep, 2010
#7: Sep 25th 2011 at 2:10:45 PM

Suddenly, a fifteen-year old kid decked out in SWAT gear came running up them, gun in hand.
"Sorry." he wheezed. "Slept in, missed the ride."
He took a second to catch his breath before running into the crack house.

Psyga315 Since: Jan, 2001
#8: Sep 25th 2011 at 2:22:34 PM

As the officers ran to the crack house, Rob was the first to kick down the door. "RAAAAAAAAAAAH!" screamed Rob as he ran with a gun, firing it in random directions, though it seems that he's aiming to miss. Several of the junkies that weren't high ducked for cover as the bullets fly. If one of the officers were to notice, one of them ran up the stairs and towards the room where the well-dressed man was at.

GeekCodeRed Since: Sep, 2010
#9: Sep 25th 2011 at 2:24:55 PM

Beiber Bond saw the man running, and went after him.
"Follow anyone who runs! Running means they're guilty! Of something! Illegal!"

Bitterman Since: Apr, 2011
#10: Sep 25th 2011 at 2:25:56 PM

Frank saw the junkie run up the stairs and decided to pursue. He ran after him, but stopped for a second to fire a couple more shots at the junkies. He then continued up the stairs.

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slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#11: Sep 25th 2011 at 2:30:22 PM

Fred resisted the urge to express his exasperation as to the tactics of his teammates. It wouldn't help. What he would do, however, was do it more to his liking. "MBCPD, GET DOWN." He said as he stepped inside, his voice ringing more authoritative than he'd ever managed to make it when there wasn't police-work to be done, and good thing too.

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Psyga315 Since: Jan, 2001
#12: Sep 25th 2011 at 2:34:39 PM

The Junkie was shot by the couple of shots from Frank, falling into the door. The man inside the room notice the thud on the door and the shooting. He then heard someone say "MBCPD! GET DOWN!" He gritted his teeth. "Fuck... You lead them to me, didn't you?" The man said, pointing the gun at the blond. "No.... I didn't..." The blond began to cry as the man pressed the gun onto her temple. "DIDN'T YOU? YOU SNITCHING BITCH!" The man said.

The 34th Division of MBCPD could hear a shot ringing outside the door that the junkie fell on.

GeekCodeRed Since: Sep, 2010
#13: Sep 25th 2011 at 2:37:08 PM

Jake ran up to the door and kicked it in.
He was aiming to shoot anyone in there with a gun.

slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#14: Sep 25th 2011 at 2:41:21 PM

Fred gritted his teeth as he heard the gunshot. Gunshots were never a good thing to hear, but worrying about it wouldn't help. Still clenching his teeth, he continued on the ground floor, making damn sure the cowboy brigade didn't get any unpleasant surprises, from behind, at least.

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Fusionman Since: Nov, 2009
#15: Sep 25th 2011 at 3:06:54 PM

Nick runs in. "JAKE! YOU IDIOT! I SAID GO IN THE BACK!"

Nick starts firing madly.

Bitterman Since: Apr, 2011
#16: Sep 25th 2011 at 3:19:18 PM

A bullet whirred past Frank's head, causing him to also fire randomly.

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Psyga315 Since: Jan, 2001
#17: Sep 25th 2011 at 3:34:37 PM

As Jake kicked the door in, those who enter would see the crying brunette and the blond woman was limp and had a third eye, with the wall behind her covered in blood. "So... You must be the new Division set up by Mad Bull City?" The well dressed man said, cocking his gun. He then cackled. "Well then... let's see what you're made of!" The man said as he fired a bullet at Jake. As one person once said...

THERE WAS A FIRE FIGHT!

edited 25th Sep '11 3:35:34 PM by Psyga315

GeekCodeRed Since: Sep, 2010
#18: Sep 25th 2011 at 3:40:54 PM

Jake took the bullet.
Right in the bulletproof vest.
He stumbled backwards due to the force of the bullet, falling right onto the wall that was behind him. However, he was still conscious. He squeezed off 5 rounds from his rifle straight at the man.

edited 25th Sep '11 3:44:29 PM by GeekCodeRed

Psyga315 Since: Jan, 2001
#19: Sep 25th 2011 at 3:46:33 PM

The man took all five bullets to the chest as he backed into the wall. He then looked at his chest. Five holes in his suit. If one was to observe closely, he was wearing a bullet proof vest. "SHIIIIIIIIT!" The man screamed out as he began to fire more bullets at Jake. Suddenly, Rob burst into the scene, firing his own Glock at the well dressed man. The bullets all made it to his bullet-proof vested chest. "YOU WILL PAAAAAAAY!" He yelled.

GeekCodeRed Since: Sep, 2010
#20: Sep 25th 2011 at 3:48:11 PM

Jake rolled his eyes.
Shoulda known.
A few bullets impacted his chest, others missed. He fired again, this time aiming for the head.

edited 25th Sep '11 4:15:43 PM by GeekCodeRed

slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#21: Sep 25th 2011 at 3:50:56 PM

Despite it's flaws, Fred thought as he continued clearing the lower levels, Division 34 certainly offered new challenging situations. Avoiding death by bullet from criminals wasn't new, it was an unfortunate part of the job, but a part of it nonetheless, but not being shot by your own colleagues? Now that was new and exciting. He didn't plan to complain, though, the junkies seemed sedate, and the number of gunshots he heard from upstairs did not sound promising as far as the debriefing went.

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Bitterman Since: Apr, 2011
#22: Sep 25th 2011 at 4:14:36 PM

The bullets fired by the well dressed man just barely missed Frank. "SHIT!" He screamed as he dropped to the floor. "I AM SO GONNA BEAT THE HELL OUT OF THIS MOTHER@#$%*&" He popped back up into a squat as he emptied his gun into the man.

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Fusionman Since: Nov, 2009
#23: Sep 25th 2011 at 4:37:49 PM

Nick aims for the groin. "THEY WILL LIVE BUT THEY SURE DON'T NEED TO REPRODUCE! AAAAAHHH!"

Psyga315 Since: Jan, 2001
#24: Sep 25th 2011 at 7:45:50 PM

The well-dressed man saw the bullets flying and smirked. He turned his head to the side to dodge the bullet from Jake. The bullet narrowly missed, taking a bit of bone and skin off his skull. He then side stepped from the bullets aimed for the groin. He wasn't prepared for the bullets that were fired by Frank. The bullets kept pushing him into the wall due to the vest. Finally, Rob ran to him and knocked him down to the floor. "Commander! This is Rob! We have our kidnapper!" Rob said as he held him down. "One of the girls didn't make it, however." Rob said as he saw the brunette crying over her fallen friend.

"10-4. Slap the cuffs and bring him back to our base for interrogation. I have the feeling that he's just a piece of a bigger puzzle..." The driver said. Rob picked the man up. "Free the girl. Our mission's complete." Rob said, dragging away the well-dressed man.


In an office, a man in a black business suit enters. He sees a maid and a laptop. The maid opens up the laptop and it powers up, showing a light blue sphere.

"Boss. Agent Dodgeball has been unfortunately arrested by the MCBPD's newest division. Division 34." The man said. The sphere lit up and doubled in size as a robotic "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?" was heard from the laptop. Soon, the sphere returned to its normal size. "Very well. Assemble a team. It's a rescue or kill mission. You know where to raid." The laptop said in the same robotic voice. Soon, the screen shuts off as the man in black nods and leaves.

edited 25th Sep '11 7:46:21 PM by Psyga315

slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#25: Sep 26th 2011 at 11:40:45 AM

Fred finally made his way to the top floor, and although what he saw certainly wasn't going to leave him right away, now was not a time to freak out. "Come along ma'am, we'll get you to safety." He said, working to undo the chains, it was a mite trickier than he expected.

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