possibly helpful?? hostage meme

[gingerfarts]

Some shit happens, one dumbfuck might need help getting outta dodge. Maybe another dumbfuck got special new led implants they want a refund for! Hopefully no one will crash their third plane in 50 years. Professionals might be rare let's be honest.

PROMPTS: (optional)
1 - MEDICAL ATTENTION.. You're bleeding, in pain and desperate, and you need medical attention. Right now. What will you do? Break into a private practice after hours? Find a darkened house or apartment with a convenient bathroom?
2 - SHELTER. The cops are after you. The temperature is dropping below -20. You're out in the middle of nowhere and you're starving. You don't have any options left - except for this.
3 - TRANSPORTATION. You need to get out of town. Fast. Can't buy a car, can't rent a car, can't take a bus - how do you leave?
4 - PROFESSIONAL SKILLS. You need a doctor. A lawyer. A pilot. A spy. And you know just the one. And you're going to get their help whether they want it or not.
5 - A HOSTAGE. You need a body to threaten. Maybe it's the President's daughter; maybe it's just someone off the street. Either way, it's leverage you're after. Maybe you'll turn them loose once you get to the border.
6 - FINISH THE CRIME. Get the manager who can open the bank vault. Or whatever else you need to commit your act of murder, sabotage and/or thievery.
7 - IT WAS AN ACCIDENT???? Fuck.
8 - CHOOSE YOUR OWN.

Comments

pukes, dies

[sillaged]

[Bucky tries to stifle a grunt as he runs through the narrow streets, also trying to keep the sounds of his footsteps to a minimum. Not an easy task when a relatively-small but still more-than-minor slice in his side and bullet-grazed ankle are slowing him down, making him clumsy. At least he finally learned the magic of a rubber band to pull most of his hair back out of his face.

Footsteps are approaching fast behind him so he ducks into a nook (?) with a very pickable window (???? ? ?). Pickable, but that'll take more time than he's got, so without so much as a flinch he hurls his left fist into the window glass and crawls in, groaning as he lands. For this mission, first things first: take care of any witnesses. Second: find some damn gauze already. Third: figure out just how the hell to get out of this situation - and country. He feels more and more concerned they'd led him into some kinda elaborate trap.

He makes to get up, clutching his side, leaking blood flowing too freely for his comfort, from it and his ankle. Now if he could just find where his knife went...]