What a strange series of events that just occured today...
So I'm pulling out of the Pay n' Spray in the lower east end of LS in my new Roosevelt, ( the one under the highway on/off ramps) and I see these two assholes sitting on a Sanchez not moving just outside the shop. So I pull up to 'em, honk my horn a few times, drive a few circles around 'em, and they don't do anything at first. "Huh, must be afk." I thought. So I wait a bit, tempted to shoot them, but holding back, because they've done nothing wrong. Anyway, eventually they come around, so I start following them around the map a bit. They kind of stumble around at first, hitting everything in sight like a new born lamb, until they eventually find their way off. What happens next, I did not expect...
After following them for a bit, they lead me over towards VInewood Blvd. When we get there, there's a guy waiting in one of the tour buses where the Pegasus vehicles always spawn, and they both get off the bike, and slowly walk over to get into the bus. Just as they do, a Maverick with another two people comes out of nowhere, lands near the bus, those two get out, get in the bus; and so, of course, I get in too, wondering what in the Hell this is all about.
Turns out, I was on some kind of role play tour. The guy leading the tour drives really slowly around the map, stopping at various places with this bus full of people, telling little stories of stuff that happened here, and there, as if he really lived in LS. These people were even getting out and taking pictures... :| So eventually the tour ends, or something... The people slowly get off at various stops, and I'm the last one on the bus. He drives me all the way down to the ghetto, and stops outside of the strip clup, and honks his horn while saying, "Laaaast stop!" So, of course, what do I do? I slowly, (and awkwardly mind you) get out, and walk into the strip club like that was totally where I was headed... I have a few drinks inside, decline Fufu a lap dance a couple of times, and then head out.
It's day time again by this point. (Started out night, followed bikers to bus, bus left at sunrise, tour took whole day, arrived at strip club at dawn, stayed till morning.) I call my mechanic for my Roosevelt, and decide to go on my way, I head towards the marina, cause I wanted to grab a heli. On my way, I come across a guy dressed in the new V-day outfit, (he was wearing the blue striped suit) all ganstering it up in a big Tommy gun shoot out with the police. I pull up to him, and what does he do? Run straight for me like I'm his getaway vehicle! Okay I thought, sure, let's roll with it, You're dressed to kill, I'm dressed to kill, and I've got a brand new Roosevelt. I drive up the road a bit with this guy, and another comes out from behind a building, this one is in a white suit. I then come across another, and another, all in different outfits. It felt like I slowly picking up minions Overlord 2 style. Grabbing one here and there seemingly out of nowhere.
So at this point, I've got the whole 6 man limit in my Roosevelt, all in different suits, only a white fedora shared between two of them, the rest completely different, cruisin' about, fighting police, doing drive-bys on other players, and we come across another group of 4, all in black/red suits, with the red striped black fedora and all, in a black/red Roosevelt. Our apparently mortal enemies, as my f*cking Roosevelt full of goons lit theirs up without hesitation once they were in sight.
So a little war breaks out, next thing I know, we're on the beach, getting the sh*t shot out of us by police, meanwhile Nod (I nicknamed them that because of their black/red theme) are camped up on the pier, we're shooting back and forth, of course Tommy guns only, and it's something straight out of an action movie!
This goes on, for I'd say, like an hour or so. The other gangsters slowly disperse, until only my little posse remains. At this point, there's just me, and like 3 others left.
We wander around a bit in my now defunct Roosevelt, and eventually end up at the LSC near the 400k apt. That's when we come across this V guy...
He called himself, "The Gun Fairy." His wish of weaponry was our command, and for no apparent reason either might I add... (He spat out pretty much every gun in the game for the lower level guys of the group, ammmo and all, all before shoveling down some cyanide, and leaving the session while whispering, "None are to knooooooooooooooooooooooow!")
Certainly the strangest, and funnest thing to happen to me in GTA:O yet. This pack really put a spark in GTA:O for me. I now have the three remaining gangsters from that group on my friends list. Hopefully more fun times are ahead. oh, and gun fairy, where ever you may be. What, the, actual, F*CK dude?! I thought I had problems... Pffft... Gun fairy tops the crazy cake.