The Glock Files

What I enjoyed:
-Glock 9's personality is great. He's an asshole but he's also very entertaining. That was put across well.
-The narration/set up as a screenplay made it a unique and enjoyable read.

What could be improved:
-While I'm not a stickler for grammar, just cleaning it up a bit would make it a little more reader-friendly.

Overall, it was a good roleplay, especially for a first 4CW RP. Keep up the good work.

Chapter 3. The plane ride part 1.

:Glock: so that's what he did officer disrespectful just horrible.

:Officer: yeah I understand sir I would be angry too. We understand I mean haha your going from point A to B and all sudden one of these radical free loading kids in all black cornered you and were frightened had to defend yourself.

Glock: exactly I mind my own bidneth.

with a happy smug attitude glock does feel he got one over..but did he truly beat this young man in fear? or will there be repercussions for such a thing ?

:we see a wide shot of glock entering the aircraft from a view from the very back of the plane looking forward toward the front galley:

Glock 9 he now has boarded the aircraft heading to Los Angeles leaving the Chicago motel " incident " and his "fiasco " inside the airport behind. well at least in his mind for the time being...
As he looks for his seat but dosnt spot one.

:glock: mam I'm not sure where my seat is could you possibly help me?

:Flight attendant: don't you worry sir it will be ready in just one moment !

This thin brown haired girl in her mid twenties with a ohmost insane smile perhaps trying to hard with those trembling stress eyes cheek to cheek smile and green eyes that look soulless yet kind.

As glock stands around waiting he is lead up the isle by the flight attendant

FA. Wait sir!

She says as a Asian man is arguing with police glock over hears  the passenger
"My fucking teeth !"  Fallowed by a deeper voice " get the fuck up lets go "
As the Asian man is dragged past glock.
He cannot help but watch this spectacle as if it where a parade float sliding by.

:glock: bastard stole my seat!

As he plops down in the very seat that the Asian man was just sitting dragged from. 

: fat girl: oh my gooooood what are you doing to him!?

:glock: he stole my seat I said ! And what do you mean what are they doing to him there dragging him out of here for me !glock9  I'm more important.

As the glock stands back up he cackles to himself putting his bag in overhead compartment and notices two teeth on the floor sideways to the seat glock with a grimace sweeps the teeth away with his feet launching them somewhere under the seats across the isle.

:FA: sir sir stop!!

Crowd gasp as bloodied Asian man runs back into the plane glock sees him coming his way  he sticks his foot out tripping the Asian man momentarily stunned returns right back to his feet as he clings to a curtain.

:Police officer: get off the plane now!!

:glock 9: come on mae I got shit to do !!now your pissing me off!! 

Glock 9 waits patiently as the rambling man clings to the curtain delaying the flight for over 20 mins. As each minute passes Mr 9 becomes more agitated.

:Random passenger: come on damn it!

Glock 9 gets up and sneaks up behind the Asian man and puts him in full Nelson walking him forward a few steps and flings him toward the cops as they gladly intercept this insane man and hog tie him. With a smile and a nod to the glock the officers finally clear the plane and take off is ready.

:glock: it's about godamn time!

Glock sits back down to cheers and some boos and random chatter. Glock still stoned on pills drifts off to sleep as the aircraft  taxis to the take off line with 3 jumbo jets ahead.

:Fat oh my god woman: don't worry I'm filming this guy I got it I got it shut up you brat and play with mommies iPad.

The angry large woman said to her daughter.

: daughter:  mommy why are you filming that man mommy ?

:fat mother: I'm busy shhhh! your making a scene Jenni.

As she finishes lashing out at her child the man sitting next to the pair slowly turns head looking at her in disbelief.
By this time the aircraft is climbing to 32,000 feet.

:Daughter: mommy your a pig!

: random male passenger: why don't you mind your own business !! Filming bullshit.

:fat mother: why don't you shut the fuck up this guy is a monster you You you should be as angry as I am !!asshole!   

Crowd boos and heckles the rather large poorly dressed women as peanuts are thrown hitting her along with god knows what else.

20 mins later..

The aircraft is at 32,000 feet and this woman is still filming the glock until the plane hit a pocket of turbulence shuddering the iPhone out of here jelly like Hand up and over hitting the floor and sliding under glocks legs as he is still passed out and slumbering.

:large women: shit! Wait here honey ...

As the large woman starts to undo her seat belt with every jolt in the plane the fat ripples in sync on this heavily obese woman. Sucking air winded just from the seatbelt ordeal.

Glock still asleep snoring a bit as we can hear thunder getting louder and the rather large woman looks around as if nobody can notice her piggish features and habits as she prepares to go stealth she sets to one knee then the other she groans as the plane ripples through her flubber with every small jolt. Most passengers by now are asleep as she begins her cow crawl slowly ever so slowly crawling through the trash on the aircrafts floor  slowly making her way two rolls back to the left were a waiting glowing screen  guides her to her obese goal between glocks legs and under the seat.

: fat mother: filthy pigs ! Ewww!

As she crawls through spilled soda and other fluids she is now just only one row away maybe 5 feet she jiggles forward with each limb movement a shock wave shakes through the flubber.

:daughter: mommy your fat like this this big cow I seen on YouTube.

:fat mother: fuck your YouTube ( mumbles quietly )

She finally arrives maybe only 2 feet in front of glock 9 on all fours she can't reach the phone from this very close proximity to glock 9 and between his legs with an embarrassing look she wobbles two more feet forward in between Mr 9s legs she has her head above the glocks crotch reaching under the seat finger tips tipping the phone her way finally after all this it is in her grasp just at that moment the plane hits a big turbulence bump flinging her head up and slamming her head down on the glocks private parts waking him instantly
As both the large women cracks an embarrassing smile glock screams in the highest pitch you can imagine.

:Insane Arab: allah ackbar !!!!

As glock is screaming in grotesque shock the insane Arab man plows out of his seat running up the rows full speed as finally glock takes notice of him

: insane Arab : allah ackbarr!!! Alalalala!!

What will happen on chapter 4
The Plane ride part 2. 

End

The flight to CA

As we see a over capacity of humanity stuffed in airline seats uncomfortable groans and gas clog the air. glock bought 4 tickets around him as he was smart enough to for see such events and the simplest  thought that there would be a lot of shit to deal with and the glock thought No way Jose in a tight space especially a airplane. Glock wakes up and mutters “oh thank baby Jesus it was a dream” but then glock remembers he is still in the air and a annoyed look crosses his face just the same as a shadow growing at sunset. Annoyed hungry and high the glock lets out a sigh and says “ mae how much longer?”   As the airline stewardess is about to say something a federal Air Marshal stops the stewardess and says with a grimace

“ do we have a problem here
Sir? why do u have all four seats to yourself and hardly any luggage ?”

Glock with a insulted look says
“ do you know who I am little man ??”

Air Marshal angrily not used to being spoken to that way expands his chest with a deep breathe about to lash out but stops remembering all eyes are on him at this very moment and leans in and says to glock

“ sir your acting very strange and frightening passengers “

Glock with a befuddled look says
“ man I just woke up get off my ass these seats belong to me so I don’t have to deal with self righteous punks just like you pig  now go look for a shoe bomb”

Air Marshal says angrily losing his cool spit flying  with his intense but silenced aggression.

“ alright sir your under my custody “

Glock laughs and says with a twitch in the eye 

“ I been siting here with ya at 35 thousand feet mutha fucka I’m not in your custody what you can do lil man is get me some ice cream all this talk of custard has made me hungry !”

Air Marshal backs away and whispers something to a nearby confused flight attendant as she hears his request and she also walks away with a confused look.

Glock says “ what about my frozen custard!?”

Glock peering down the isle in a sneaky manner notices right away all eyes are on him and whips back into his seat like a tape measure strip snapping back into its base. in his mind the g man is only thinking what the fuck is this shit?  this is why I don’t do California shows always something
shit on every corner below shitty people on err-flight above!  glock makes it official in his head it’s about the seats.
Will they aren’t taking my seats.
As glock starts to wonder he pulls out his phone and fakes a selfie upon review of the photo g9 can see clearly in the pic the Air Marshal the flight attendant
And passengers seated handing the officer belts shoe laces and tape.
Glock pulls the phone close to his chest in disbelief and mutters

“ those bastards .. well they aren’t getting my seats with out a fight “

glock says with a confident yet betrayed perhaps confused undertone.

As we see a close up of Glocks gear montage we see him tighten boot laces putting fighting gloves and gos about taking off  his jacket 
Puts on red bandana and yes ..causing a instant panic! 

Air Marshal  runs up the isle at the glock shouting “ stop stop stop !!”
Glock unsure what to think let’s instinct take over and delivers a big boot with ease as the agent was running full speed glock stood up calmly and Ya!! Lifted his boot and let the agents orbital bones and Glocks boot do the rest as he drops like a brick to the cabin isle
Glock stands over the Marshall in defiance and shouts at passengers waiting for there turn

“this is my section I payed for it holla at your boy !”

Just then a belt wraps around Glocks neck from behind in the ruckus of everything going on around he forgot to pay attention to the forward part of the plane as he was only facing towards the back. But this is just a minor inconvenience for glock he reaches up with his left arm then his right and relieved the pressure around his neck pulling the man from behind forward and over Glocks head and flipping him onto the cabin isle floor
Glock says

“ two down who next “
As Mr nine waves the next challenger forward. A rounded man charges towards glock winded before he can even reach the G mans area the rotund man didn’t pay attention to the planes elevation of 11 degrees  as it is climbing to a more stable height of 39,000 feet.
Glock laughing at the fat man says

“shit man sit down before you have a heart attack “
Fat man winded red and sweaty says something along the lines of
“you piece of shit” with winded distain

Glock blocks his weak punch and twists his hand around causing a compound fracture on the mans forearm  causing him to let out a high pitched scream standing in the isle in shock from his wound  Glock Steven segal grabs the ceiling and swings forward delivering a spear kick hanging on to the upper luggage racks for super charged momentum sending the round man back wards tumbling knocking multiple people down buying Glock some time.

Glock says “ uh oh” as he can see the plane rapidly descending  as ground light sources are becoming larger
Glock with face pressed against window trying to figure out if his flight is landing
A rather smart ass hipster grabs Glocks shoulder trying to spin him around glock pulls the younger man forward into a arm bar and slams his head into the window cracking down the middle to the right side completely
The out cold hipster moans as Glock tosses him into the isle

Mr. Hollow point shouts toward the kid

“ settle the fuck down I’m figuring something out !”
Hipster young man “ uhhhhhhg”

Glock replies to his moans with

“you cracked the window you doomed us all..  possibly we gotta tell the pilot someone tell the pilots !! “
Glock having a massive panic attack starts running full speed towards cockpit freaking out everyone that has no idea what is going on

in the mind of the average passenger we just see a mad man huge full speed running shouting “ tell the pilots !!!
Tell them the window is blown out!!”

Random posh blonde women says
“ oh my god did he just say he’s got a bomb I think he used one to blow out the windows!!”

Glock slams full speed into the cockpit door freaking out banging scratching
Shouting

“ the windows are broken we’re all gonna die!”

Pilot in his late 50s white strands of what’s left of his comb over. as he drops his in flight meal tray off his lap startled 
He says   

“What the fuck is going on back there !?”

The pilot instructs his co pilot to “ rock the wings “ the plan wobbles violently back and forth throwing glock  back and off his feet for a few moments

Glock none the wiser he’s the cause of all the chaos  going on around him and assumes the window damage destroyed the planes stabilizer. And says

“Where going down !!”

Glock finally turns around and as he does his eyes wide open in shock as can be can see in a flash a purse flying at him from a frail old women swinging it as if it was a bat knocking Glock to the ground nearly out cold as glock sums up his last strength to pick up his head he can observe the old lady taking a golden brick out of her purse.

“ uhhh ahhhh “ glock says as he starts trying to get his screws tightened and on his feet he can see a figure press him down with his foot on his chest as glock focuses his eyes he can make out the shape as the Air Marshal  angry the Air Marshal says to the Glock as he aims his taser with a broken nose and swollen eyes  he speaks angrily but firm
“ not smart”

Zappppppppppp zapppppp zaaaaap for a full 7 long seconds.

We see a outside view of the aircraft from a wide cabin shot and just can hear glock shriek. And the crowd cheer.

End.