Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25316824-20150622044553/@comment-25316824-20150626163156

The DJ in the corner rocks his head jamming to his new favorite song. When the song ends he switches to a new playlist but the music cuts out and every single light on his display shuts off. Everybody stops dancing. He sits there puzzled for a moment. Then he starts taking apart his equipment.

He takes off the front cover to his largest piece of equipment, the Mixer. He frowns. Inside are about a dozen pipe bombs with a pressure sensor.

Beep. Beep! BEEEEEPPPPP!

The explosion rocks the room. The DJ was completly obliterated and a hole is blown in the wall of  the DJ corner. The men from the other rooftop shoot cables through the hole and get ready to ride down it.

While the dust is still settling. Those gunmen cross the street on the cable and land. They take cover behind the wreckage.

Another group of men from the rooftop use rock climbing gear to lower themselves to the penhouse. They shoot out the large windows and swing in.