Carl Hawke

Summary:

'bout time somebody cleaned up the streets.

Carl Hawke

X-marks-the-spot 26 Sep 2010 06:53

That russian hooker's got my heart in a box…

Funny, you hear that line alot in Hollywood, but to most people who use it, it's a metaphor. I mean damn, I ain't even hooked with her yet. Not even sure I'd even be capable now, given the amount of weirdness involved… Not that anyone could go for my fucked up mug these days anyway. Funny, what a cramp a twisted lip puts in a man's style. But gettin' on…

See, working in the movie industry, you see alot of what people think the world ought to be like… And for as shallow and plastic as Hollywood is, most of the time they got the right idea… In the movie. I'm a stuntman, see, and I've been every version of good guy, bad guy, henchman, copper, and superhero you can think of, and for all that vision of people bringin' right to the world, LA's still the cake walk town of gangs, drug dealin's, crooked cops, and every other action movie cliche' a movie goer's rotted brain can think of. Every fuckin' time I do a movie, I hear "Wouldn't it be awesome if some dude actually did that shit?" Well hell, why not. I figure I throw a punch as good as the next guy, and better than most. Not to mention that that last trip to Detroit made me see all that talk about the shit that goes bump in the night as the child's play it is, next to how fucked up the real world is…

Fact is though… My little cousin got dusted in a drive by not two weeks ago. Now, I don't give a shit who or what you are. You toast a fuckin' seven year old, there's gonna be hell to pay.

Listen up, scumbags, the clock's tickin'…

The Hawk's huntin'.

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traesin 26 Sep 2010 08:10

Awesome

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Mr Sleep 27 Sep 2010 19:38

I was wondering if there was going to be a violent departure from the sophisticated company of Mr. X and the good Professor Raslow.

Of course, when I read the account of a stunt man pissing off a Harbinger and having his heart locked up in a box, the last player I thought of was you…

Re: Carl Hawke

X-marks-the-spot 27 Sep 2010 22:21

Yeah, I'm actually a bit out of my depth with him as he's a far reach from my normal character concepts (though that was the point), but he certainly did come in with a bang, so we'll see where it goes… So far though, he's up the creek, cuz the rest of the crew left him in his hotel room at 'Incapacitated' leathal, and while he can't die, cuz his heart's in a box, he's got nothing else going for him… Likely, he's going to be found comatose by the cleaning lady, taken for dead, and burried somewhere… Not really sure how he's going to deal with all of that, but as it hasn't come up yet, I just have to sit and sweat.

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Mr Sleep 30 Sep 2010 01:05

So, why did he tweak the knows of a Harbinger exactly? I know (well, hope) that it wasn't intentional, but I'm curious as to why he thought it'd be a good idea to do what he did.

Re: Carl Hawke

X-marks-the-spot 30 Sep 2010 05:16

Well, it was his first game, so he really didn't know what he was dealing with. The whole troop was gathered at a psudo world's fair in Detroit, and the Russian hooker was the one who was contacted to gather the rest of the crew. Of course, taking his first steps down the vigilante's path, when a street walker offered him a job promising excellent pay and an address, he figured he'd struck big time. So he rolled in guns blazing planning on making his crime fighting debut a big one. And while he proved successful on that count, nothing else turned out quite the way he'd planned.

Definitely need grappling guns with a stronger punch…

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Mr Sleep 02 Oct 2010 22:55

Okay, let me get this straight. He decided that his first violent assault on crime was to kick the hell out of a prostitute?

Well, he'll definitely be an interesting character to watch develop. You know, if he lives…

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X-marks-the-spot 03 Oct 2010 01:20

Well… not quite. He decided that his first violent assault on crime was to kick the hell out of everyone who showed up at the location provided by the prostitute, particularly the person who looked like the bigwig (who, granted, was a chick in a suit).

In fact, the prostitute got out completely unscathed, as did the asian chick. I got a couple of good hits on the snake guy and the whip guy, and managed to take out the harbinger's presenter chick entirely. Though in the process, I was bitten by a cobra and poisoned by the harbinger chick. I grabbed her weapon, and leapt out the window to my escape… Only to have my grapple guns fail entirely to grapple anything to save me, and by that time it was far to late for my parachute to do much good.

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Mr Sleep 03 Oct 2010 17:16

Oh. Oh god that's funny. Wow.

Okay, Hawke survived his first assault on "crime". Is he going to learn about reconnaissance, tactics, and/or prioritizing the level of crime?

Or is he going to start fire-bombing H&R Block offices because they screw-up taxes and thus "steal"?

I really, really hope to start seeing this guy's Downtime Reports on a regular basis. Especially if his assault plans stay at a "Boondock Saints" level of foresight.

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X-marks-the-spot 03 Oct 2010 18:56

Hehe, that's a good question. We'll have to wait and see. I may be playing him again today, so we'll see what happens.

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Mr Sleep 04 Oct 2010 15:00

Best of luck.

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traesin 04 Nov 2010 08:15

Today Carl Hawke died. He was hit over the hit head and eaten alive by ants. All the ants left was his bones. I picked up his skull and I have it on a shelf in my bedroom with his beating heart in it. His Heart you ask? Well yes. I did not know him well, but what I did know was he was reckless. He tried to have a good heart. I met him the first time that I was asked to do one of the special jobs. I don't know what he was thinking, but he flew into the conference room that was on the 30th floor and started shooting everyone with rubber bullets. Of coarse this was after he tear gassed the place. I guess in a way I should have thanked him for it. We all found out how deadly our Boss was. And how powerful he was. With just a fingernail, our Boss ripped opened his chest and pulled out his beating heart. He then closed Carl's chest and gives me his still beating heart. We went on the job and Carl got hurt really bad. I went back to check up on him a month later and he had been buried. Unfortunately he wasn't dead. I had him dug up and taken to my apartment. I nursed him for about a month. We then both got summoned for another job. I dressed him up as my disabled husband for the trip. He was lucky that another person who was hired could heal him. But then his luck ran out and the ants got him. I will never know more about him, but I will keep his heart.