The Baron

>>1725763
...The bottom of the harbor. one of the boys slipped and the ringing snapped he and the "shipment" went into the drink... it.. it really wasnt anyone fault boss

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>>1725763
I don't know, I haven't been given any prompting or any type of starting info to go by. Probably stolen, I guess?

I'm not losing my mind that the penguin right

>>1725763
It's busy being master of it all.

"I don't know. Probably stolen I guess." a man next to you stated boldly as The baron slammed his fist against the table once more and another shell went off into his head.

The baron's turkey leg missed your head by inches and exploded on the wall as you stated nervously. "The bottom of the harbor. One of the boys slipped and the ringing snapped he and the shipment went into the drink... it.. it really wasnt anyone fault boss."

The Baron stood up red with rage. "Go to the fucking docks and see that my next shipment makes it! Forty crates! There better be forty fucking crates!"

Without hesitation, you ran for the door and headed down to the docks.

. . .

Another henchman, with the shipping details, met you at the docks and you both set off, navigating through a city of shipping crates. Not long after your arrival, the sound of chambering bullets echoed around you.

Five men walked out from behind shipping containers, equipped with assault rifles, as a sixth man strut out with a switch blade. "Well hello boys." the man said flamboyantly, drawing out each syllable and waving the silver blade in the air.

"You some kind of pixie?" Your partner chuckled, obviously referring to the man's extravagant wardrobe.

The man smiled and glided over to the henchman. "Tamatoa hasn't always been this glam." He whispered into his ear and in one swift twirl slit his throat as the henchman collapsed onto the floor. Looking at you now, Tamatoa grinned. "These are our docks now." Pausing briefly, Tamatoa's smile faded and turned into a glare as he stated bluntly: "run".

>>1727185
Go to one of the baron's lieutenants, explain the situation and ask for some kind of backup - the man himself won't exactly be sympathetic.

>>1727212
This.
Advise that they send a well-armed squad numbering AT LEAST six. Those guys were packing assault rifles.

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Without looking back, you turned and ran at a full sprint to the car.

. . .

Thinking that the best course of action was to return with reinforcements, you made it to the apartment of The Jackal (a mid level lieutenant that had given you orders before).

The apartment door was open when you walked up. Firearms big and small were strewn across the floor. Eight men sat around a table counting stacks of hundreds, The Jackal sat in the middle.

Hearing you enter the room, The Jackal looked up, twirling a kabar on the table.

>>1727585
Boss, we need a crew. Some fuck up dropped a shipment in the harbor.

>>1727601
also, some chuckle fuck has taken over the harbor and is armed to the teeth.

>>1727629
Also the Big boss was very adamant, he wants this done now or else.

Is OP dead?

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>>1727585
>tfw you wont be able to claim Gothams Crime Throne