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if-you-fan-a-fire · 2 years

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“TWO ACQUITTED OF HOLDUP ATTEMPT,” Montreal Star. November 10, 1931. Page 14. ---- Third Accused Already Serving 10-Year Term On Charge ---- Saving that he was loathe to do so because he believed the man was guilty, Judge Monette in the Court of Sessions this morning acquitted Herbert Caplan, 4562 Esplanade street, of having conspired with Carl Harris, 4220 Clarke street, to hold up Sarah Silverstone, clerk, as she was returning from branch a bank at Rachel and St. Denis streets with money for the firm by which she was employed.

Harris is now serving a sentence of 10 years in the penitentiary having been convicted of having on December 2, 1930, thrown pepper in Miss Silverstone's eyes and attempted to snatch her bag containing $762 in bills just drawn from the bank.

Harris, who had failed to get away in a waiting automobile because he was held by passer-by, in the course of written confession implicated Caplan in the crime; but his evidence this morning was unsatisfactory that the judge said it was useless for the purpose of enabling him to administer justice to the accused.

In the witness stand Harris refused to answer the questions put to him by Crown Prosecutor MacPherson, saying that he did not remember the contents of the confession. Lyon Jacobs, K.C., for the accused. produced evidence to prove that Caplan had been elsewhere at the time of the crime. A third man suspected of being implicated in the crime, Sidney Finkelstein, 4058 St. Urbain street, was also acquitted on similar grounds.

#montreal #sessions court #acquittal #armed robbery #bank robbery #armed robbers #bank robbers #getaway vehicle #confession #coerced confession #sentenced to the penitentiary #st vincent de paul penitentiary #great depression in canada #crime and punishment in canada #history of crime and punishment in canada #bank clerk

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kurotaurus17 · 2 years

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Not a bad way to make an escape after the wedding reception if you ask me…

#photographieobsidian17 #photography #canonusa #canon #canon1dxmarkiii #canonphotography #canonphotographer #teamcanon #atlantaphotographer #atlanta #chevy #corvette #chevy corvette #wedding #weddingreception #getaway vehicle

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khytal · 6 months

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dreamed that kaito kid was participating in some shenanigans where people were cosplaying miguel o'hara and getting their faces shoved into cake and when kaito's cover was blown he made his escape in this:

#khytal.ks #im too tired for this im going back to sleep hsjdhsjdhsj #in hindsight this was a really fucking weird one. I was only thinking about the getaway vehicle

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lumpsbumpsandwhumps · 3 months

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same anon and tbh thats fair. as long as the bank pays for my medical bills if i get injured its honestly not the worst job ive had

Only if it happens on the clock and on property

#ask #anon #getaway vehicle injuries don't count sorry

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meownotgood · 1 year

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picks him up and runs away at the speed of light

#security guards are chasing me #one of them tackles me but I'm still holding onto aki #I push myself up and keep running #I make it all the way to the door where my getaway vehicle is parked #I take off and leave them all in my dust #I move to a new country so the cops can't track me down #change my name too #me and figuarts mini aki live happily together in a secluded town in europe #aki <3

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overlyenthusiastic-personalblog · 1 year

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#nopixel #husbands #commission #another from Nemi #yes #an infamous Easter heist #a very reluctant getaway vehicle #Bunny: Stop stealing my eggs! I just hid those!#B: Move ya fat cunt!#Dee: Get the fuck moving!

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infecdead · 1 year

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ya know, there's probably a bit of awkwardness in the future if adrian ever encounters ashley again fmdklsmgkdlsmf

#𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 ╱ ooc.#/ i mean his mentor #/ did kidnap ashley fmkdlsgmds #/ adrian probably drove the getaway vehicle #/ and his driving was chaotic at best

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transingthoseformers · 1 year

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Getaway let him have the rodpod, so what if it resembles Roddie's face

He's allowed to put his face on stuff

#comic reading #mtmte getaway #mtmte rodimus #if soundwave's face can be the Decepticon badge then Rodimus cannhave a personal vehicle that looks like his face

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failedintsave · 1 year

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Almost done with Stone Ocean, WHY do they keep letting this CHILD drive?!

#like at least when the bucci gang stole a plane abbacchio replayed an actual pilot to fly it #this kid is like 10 out here piloting a helicopter and driving getaway vehicles #even though until like a day ago he'd never even seen a gas station in person?#chelsea watches jojo #idk what im gonna do when im all caught up #besides rewatch battle tendency and vento aureo lol 🤷🏼‍♀️

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thegreeneyedlycan · 8 months

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if-you-fan-a-fire · 2 years

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"HAMILTON PRISONER PICKS HIS CELL LOCK," Toronto Star. June 8, 1942. Page 27. --- Escapes After Getting Penitentiary Term - Two Flee at Guelph --- Special to The Star Hamilton, June 8 - First escape from Hamilton jail in many years was staged by Russell Dilke a few hours after he was sentenced at noon Saturday to two years in penitentiary. Dilke was convicted on eight charges of forgery. Police said they thought he picked his cell lock. He is believed now to be in a stolen panel truck, a 1938 model, with the name of a laundry on the panels. His escape was not discovered until 8 o'clock Saturday night. He was wearing jail clothes. Dilke is clean-shaven, of medium complexion, about 5 feet 10 inches tall, weighs 145 pounds. Two Escape at Guelph --- Special to The Star Guelph. June 8 - A search is under way for two inmates of Guelph reformatory who vanished from the dairy barn about 9 a.m. today. They were Alvin Smith, 17, Toronto, and Norman Dakins, 26, of Aylmer. Smith would have been released on July 27 after serving four months for taking an automobile without the owner's consent, and theft. He is described as five feet four and a half inches tall. weighing 146 pounds, dark complexioned with brown hair and eyes. He was wearing blue prison overalls. Dakins, also wearing prison uniform. is described as being dark complexioned with brown hair and eyes. He is five feet four and a half inches tail and weighs 110 pounds. He was due for release on Sept. 3, after being sentenced to three months definite and three months indeterminate on a theft charge.

#hamilton #guelph #escape from prison #prison break #jailbreak #jailbreakers #barton jail #guelph reformatory #getaway vehicle #stolen truck #sentenced to the penitentiary #forgery #canada during world war 2 #crime and punishment in canada #history of crime and punishment in canada

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scooxi · 10 months

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#electric scooter #electric bike #electric vehicles #scooter #airplane #airport #luggage #holiday 2023 #getaway

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mrsjdavis · 11 months

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Y'ALL!!! Aliens are 100% real.

This confirms it: "They claim to have seen one of the 8-foot-tall creatures climb behind the controls of a large frontloader stored in the yard as if trying to engage it."

#aliens #spaceship #if i crashed on an alien planet id try to find a getaway vehicle too

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gibbyslounge · 1 year

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there's a zombie apocalyse 🧟‍♂️🧟‍♀️🧟🧟‍♀️🧟‍♂️🧟 !!! thankfully you found a safe haven, and it's time to pick your job! here are your options:

- getaway vehicle driver

- zombie killer

- farmer

- barricade repairer

- supply gatherer

- conflict mediator

- doctor

- teacher

barricade repairer or that person who keeps track of and rations supplies and id be really annoying abt it too

#i wish i had getaway vehicle driver energy but sadly i am bob the builder

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feralforfrank · 1 year

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NOTHING'S GONNA HURT YOU, BABY.

SIMON "GHOST" RILEY X FEM!READER

summary reader gets injured while looking out for the team and simon riley worries.

cw descriptive scenes of reader getting injured, cod canon violence, stab wounds & blood loss, worried!simon riley. angst!!!!! hurt with tiny bit of comfort (from simon to reader) NON-DESCRIPTIVE READER. tell me if i missed anything!

a/n is this deserving of a part two? does it feel rushed? is THIS really how i want to enter the cod mw2 fandom!?!! so many questions.

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"Ghost," you spoke his name in a hushed tone, mainly to hide from the enemy but also to hide the shake in your voice.

"I'm here, Owl. I'm coming to get ya." You could hear Ghost running, and you tried to focus on the sounds he made instead of the stinging pain on your thigh and side.

It was your fault. All of it. You were supposed to be on the roof, not on the goddamn ground. You're a sniper, for fuck's sake. But being above ground, you spotted two men making their way to where the team's getaway car was. You weren't allowing them to steal your vehicle, but if you shot at them, it would alert the others, and your position would've been compromised.

You knew how to fight. Although you never liked engaging the enemy face to face and your eyes were better used above ground, thus why you were a sniper and why they called you Owl, Ghost and Soap trained you to take down men as big as them.

The first man went down quickly, he was skinny, and you surprised him. He was gurgling on his one blood in seconds. The second guy pinned you to the wall. You took your second knife from your right thigh strap and pierced his stomach twice. He was slipping from your grasp when you felt the knife you'd used on him puncture your thigh.

You screamed. A shriek left your mouth before you could stop it. Your thigh throbbed as you landed a final blow on the side of the man's neck. You stumbled off the wall, blinking the tears and black dots away. You heard someone call your name through comms, but you didn't have time to answer.

The third man came behind you. He must've heard you scream. He circled his buff biceps around your throat and squeezed. Fight and flight kicked in. Andrenaline was pumping in your bloodstream, and, without thinking twice, you bit his bicep. Hard.

He cursed and moved away from you for a split second, and you got a chance to suck in a breath. You stumbled forward, but he caught you, spinning you around and pulling you so impossibly close.

At first, you didn't feel it. A shot rang out, and his body slumped forward, distracting you. The man was dead in your arms, and his blood had splattered on your face and continued spilling on your shoulder. Your head shot up to your station—that's where the gunshot had come from. Gaz asked you if you were okay. You tried to nod, and that's when you felt it.

Your ears started ringing. You stepped back, the man falling completely from your grasp and onto the ground. You choked on your breath. Your hand instinctively fell to your side and then rose in front of your face. You were bleeding from two places now.

Gaz called for you again, but you didn't answer. You felt dizzy, and as much as you tried blinking those black spots away, they just wouldn't go. You leaned against the wall. Ghost ordered your whereabouts, and Gaz answered him hurriedly, adding that he could see you losing consciousness. So, that's who shot from your position. Ghost confirmed that he was coming your way.

And that's how you ended up in this position.

"Please, hurry." Your cry of pain made the lieutenant's pace pick up.

Ghost always had some sort of a soft spot for you. Your kind-hearted, friendly nature and bubbly personality didn't help his growing infatuation. You were too sweet for your own good, and he swore your sarcastic comments directed mostly at Soap always managed to melt his heart.

The guys weren't oblivious—they could see how Ghost always stared at you. His hard eyes seemed to soften when looking at you. Actually, his whole posture changed when you were around. Ghost was always near you, a soft hand placed on your lower back and guiding you when you were in the dark during missions, and glances were thrown at you when you were too quiet to make sure you were doing okay.

Soap and Gaz had joked about his fascination with you, asking him why he never made a move. He'd shut them down and called them inappropriate before lowering his head to hide how flustered he felt. He thought burying those teenage sentiments at the very back of his mind would be the best. He's never been good at expressing his feelings, and for fuck's sake, he was your superior.

But as he heard your breath come out in gasps and Gaz telling him to hurry up through comms, he felt panic inside him. His steps became more urgent, and his grip on the gun tightened. He was almost there.

"Don't move. I'm coming to get you." Ghost's voice was filled with utter panic and anxiety, and he took a breath to get rid of the shake in his tone. "I'm almost there, darlin'."

Fuck.

He hadn't meant for that to slip out. He heard your breath hitch. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!

He turned the corner, and there you were, slumped on the wall, holding your side with your palm and breathing heavily. He placed his gun in its holster and ran toward you. You collapsed with a groan, your forehead touching his vest.

"I'm sorry, Lieutenant. I'm so sorry. They were—They were trying to escape with our c-car, and I couldn't let—I couldn't let them—" You gasped for breath as Ghost looked around at the dead bodies.

It was dark, but he could make out three silhouettes, definitely larger frames than yours, and they all lay dead in a puddle of their own blood.

"It's okay, it's alright, love. I'm here now. I'm not goin' anywhere." A soft whimper escaped your lips, and he felt your body give in to the fatigue caused by the blood loss.

Ghost picked you up, requesting the rest of the team to meet him at his location. The car was unlocked and untouched, and his heart swole with pride. You'd taken out three soldiers to protect the team and secure their getaway transportation.

You mumbled his name as he placed you in the backseat. He quickly got in, and pulled you in his arms again, one palm pressing on your wounded side and the other on your bleeding thigh.

Soap slipped in the driver's seat, Gaz following right behind him. "How's she doing, Lt.?" The former asked, glancing behind him once.

"She'll be fine if you move this goddamn car!" Ghost's tone was sharp, but Soap didn't take it personally.

"Where to, Ghost?" John asked.

"The safe house. Make sure no one follows us. As soon as we're in the clear, Gaz, you call Price. Tell 'im to send evac." Gaz nods curtly, followed by a yes, sir.

"Simon." You shift, snuggling closer to his body.

The frown on your face deepens. Simon looks down at you. His heart hasn't stopped its rapid beating, and worry mixed with panic is still swirling in his blood. He wants to tell John to hurry the fuck up, but he knows the soldier is going as fast as possible.

You whine in distress, your eyes blinking ever so slowly. Your ears ring, your gaze is unfocused, and your eyes are glassy with tears ready to fall.

"Shh, it's alright, love," Simon whispers. "You're goin' be okay."

"Am I dying?" You speak in hushed panic.

Simon shakes his head quickly from side to side as if your words burned him. "No, you're fine. Nothing that can't be fixed, okay? I can fix it." He's trying to convince himself more than he's trying to convince you.

"Are they after us?" He shakes his head again. "So, we're safe? I'm safe?"

"Nothing's gonna hurt you. As long as I'm here, no one's hurting you again, ya hear me?" The finality in his voice is the reassurance you need to soothe you.

You feel your eyes drooping again, and the ringing in your ears finally fades out. "Thank you, Simon."

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gojoidyll · 3 months

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unknown ! yandere x reader

someone from the penacony cast is a yandere for you. the problem is...you don't even know who they are or that they are the one who is trying to keep you in penacony in the first place.

Imagine that during your long awaited vacation to Penacony is going well but your vacation takes a quick turn for the worse when your small space cruiser gets high jacked by some low grade thugs who take it for a joyride and end up crashing it.

Low-n-behold, you are now stranded on Penacony with no money (you left all your credits on your cruiser for safe keeping and those thugs stole it before making their getaway after crashing) and no way of getting home.

And what's worse, your insurance refuses to pay you for your crashed ship. In other words, you're stuck. Which was how you found yourself working three jobs in Penacony and barely getting any sleep as you rushed to have the funds to afford your new found rent problems and the funds to fix your cruiser. You would buy a new one, but many repairmen have told you that it would be cheaper to fix the damn thing instead of buying a VERY overpriced new one.

And they were right. You checked the markets and those new cruisers were way too expensive for you. Even the used ones were something you couldn't afford.

So, with all hope seem to be lost, your shifts are work getting tougher, and your eyebags getting darker - you truly thought you would never be able to go back home and put this nightmare vacation behind you. That is until you meet the members of the Astral Express.

They were very good people. People who you became quick friends with. The MC was kind to you (but seemed to have a weird obsession with trashcans), March was always hyper but fun to be around, and Dan Heng (though the quiet one of the group) was nice and even offered to help you in some of your jobs.

And then came along Himeko and Welt who graciously offered you a spot on the team as a Trailblazer. You could take a ride with them and go home, or join them on their journey wherever it may lead.

Suffice to say, you enjoyed your time in befriending the Astral Express crew that you couldn't help but to join them. Your worries for money and fixing your old cruiser were long gone as a new chapter in your life started.

However, when a certain someone heard of your new found escape, they couldn't help but to seethe with a quiet rage.

They hired those thugs to wreck your vehicle so that you be stranded in Penacony. They discretely made it to where prices were to high for you to fix your cruiser or buy a new one. They made sure that you would stay forever.

And yet some no-name outsiders were getting in the way.

"No matter," they said, the shadows covering them, "this place used to be a prison after all. I'll keep you here one way or another."

#yandere hsr #yandere honkai star rail #hsr #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #hsr x you #hsr x y/n #sunday #acheron #sam #robin #black swan #sparkle #aventurine #gallagher

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