Prologue
An old life, bold hopes
Based off the adventures I had while playing SSRP ZARP
Written by Relcodem
It was a cold winter day, the 9th of February, blood soaked snow covering an alleyway near the back entrance to the evocity vault. A man clutches his chest riddled with bullet holes, gasping for air "Shit... so close.." he tries to pick up the various scraps of money littered throughout the alley. His limbs going numb from the loss of blood, he tries to get up but is slammed back into the ground by a baton. "Stay on the ground!" a police officer orders as he slams his baton once more into the criminals back. Regaining his composure the officer echos "You have the right to remain silent.." turning the bank robber over onto his chest... his face planted in the snow. Though the robber does not frown, he does not cry, he simply smiles "Maybe I will become a furniture salesman when this is all over..." so humble in thought, he is dragged and slammed into the back of the police car.. before the violent roar of the engine signals his prompt drag towards prison.
The days pass as he goes through courts and does not lie about his guilt, he needed the money to help pay off bills that is all. Found guilty, he is sent to prison where he will spend 8 years time...
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Chapter 1: New life, Bitter hope