ooc: I'm not darn stupid, I'm taking Latin as a language study. Of course I know what VII means.
You power-player! You can't do that, actually, as Rachel never walked out, so technically your post is void.
Oh, and finally, yes, you are a violent maniac for threatening me like that, and I shudder to think what you would be like in real life. Tell me, are all your friends blackmailed by death threats to like you?
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"No, I don't think you'll be playing that, either, Max," Rachel snapped. "Hand it over." She found her mobile phone (ooc: any intelligent person would keep a phone with them when embarking on such a dangerous plan) and said, "Don't be stupid. I know how to call US (ooc: America/US, I know they're not the same, but I am using them as the same) police, last time I checked emergency was 911, and I'm ready to call." She (holding the game console in the crook of her elbow, yes, it is possible, just painful), dialled 911, got the police (I don't know really how to do it but I know it's 911, oh well whatever it is), and told them, "Hello, I'm Rachel [insert last name here], in the Rockefeller Mansion [insert address here], and we've got a dangerous gaming maniac here threatening to kill me... Yes, come over as soon as possible."
She hung up and smiled wickedly. "I'm not innocent and sweet, and if I'm correct, if the police find me dead, or being hurt, you'll 'cop' it really badly. Now, then." And, putting her phone back in her pocket, she took possession of Final Fantasy VII.