Grand Theft Auto: Missions....

[Spidey.]

Well guys, i finally started it. It's my first topic, and story on this board so take it easy on me wit the crit.

 

It's titled "Grand Theft Auto: Missions..." Because it's basically going over the main story

 

line of GTAIII im more detail. Im telling more about what happend to fido during the bank heist, his time in prison before transport, and little details while he's on and off a mission.

 

It was orginally supposed to be a sort of prologue or tie-up to GTA SAGA. But since the writers didn't really want to go into that direction it's Unoffcial .

 

But here it goes...

 

 

Grand Theft Auto: Missions...: Pilot Episode, Season One.

 

Missions in this episode: "Betrayal"

 

A bar in San Fierro San Andreas.

 

Fido's at the bar, clutching his beer and thinking. Only taking a sip occasionally. This differs from his demenor as of late; rather vocal. Although this state is more familiar to us, quiet and methodical..always pondering.

 

Recent momments and memories are flashing through fido's head right now. The apartment complex, "Now we're even.", putting a bullet in tommy's head, the fight at tommy's mansion against the mafia, almost dying to a hatian gangster, tommy's rescue and fido's escape,

 

thinking 8-ball was dead...

 

*Fido takes another sip of his beer.*

 

Joey leone almost putting a bullet in his head..., and ofcourse his revenge against catalina.

 

This is when fido remembers what she said that night when he turned in the ransom money for maria.

 

"The real question is, did you turn up to rescue Maria or to get me back?"

 

*Fido frowns slightly, and takes another sip.*

 

He thinks to himself: "All for nothing, nothing." "All those people dead, and at the end it gets a person nowhere."

 

*Fido takes another sip.*

 

"It wasn't always like that though." Fido thinks in his brooding state. "In the begining it was a simple job, and a simple dream of getting rich. One that would of had me set for life."

 

Some room across the street from stauton plaza in bellville park liberty city"

 

The room is dimly lit; the only light being a handing lamp with a flickering blub that has a slight twitch now and then. The room has a simple set up, just a round poker table, a few chairs, and a "Saturday Night Beaver" poster handing off the wall. On the table lies a draw set of what looks like city street map, with marked X's and circles surrounding them. Three people sit at a table as one of them marks the map again and again..going over some sort of plan that looks like the makings of a bank heist. The person marking the map happens to be a beautiful woman of hispanic decent, wearing a tight black jean suit along with a black t-shirt. Cigar smoke starts to fill the air as another hispanic, dressed in like a columbian bounty hunter lights up; paying close attention to the womans words. While the third person, a young white male in a leather jacket and green cargo pants also stares intensely at the plans. With such a distinct and methodical face you would think he's going over his every move in his head.

 

The columbian starts to get a little comfortable and kicks his feet up on the poker table.

 

Getting in the way of the woman marking on the map and going over the plans.

 

"(shouts profanity in spanish.) this isn't your apartment! Get your feet off the table you

 

greasy bastard!" The woman shouts.

 

"(more spanish profanity) aye catalina calm down. Im paying attention; ah, this isn't that hard to get." The columbian shouts while puffing on his cigar. "Unless your a dumb mutt." He

 

looks at the man in the jacket with a smug smirk. "Aye, aint that right "fido"."

 

The man in the jacket just stares the greasy columbian. He watches him laugh at his expense while puffing on his cheap cigar. Fido starts to smirk for a bit, still seeming as if he's pondering his every move. He continues to smirk as pull's a .22 caliber glock out of his inside jacket pocket.

 

"Fido, i like that name." He says. "Makes me a real go getter; eh greasy?" He points the glock closer to the columbians face.

 

The columbian is obviously surprised and pissed. "Look gringo! Put that down before i be loose my composure" he says in a heavy accent.

 

"Move, i want you to." Fido cocks the gun.

 

The columbian starts to sweat heavily. Maybe it's his sudden fear, or his hot cigar heating up the room.

 

"Put out the cigar." Fido orders. "I dont like second hand smoke."

 

The columbian complies. Starting to sweat even more under than big cowboy hat of his.

 

Fido puts the gun down and smirks; just as he hears another cock. Except this time it's comming from catalina's .45 caliber handgun.

 

"(spanish insult.) You two ever act out like that again while im planning, and i'll blow both

 

your brains out."

 

Fido smirks while the columbian is wiping sweat from his forehead with a dirt hankercheif.

 

"Aww baby, you sure you want to do that? You might be missing something in the bed room after that."

 

Catalina puts the gun away but smacks fido upside the head. She then smirks and says

 

"Oh, i'd be missing something alright.."

 

The room goes back to how it was, quiet while only one voice speaks. That of catalina's voice. As the planning continues. While outside the daily activities of liberty city seem to halt and crime seems to begin as the sun sets to and a full moon rises behind the liberty city skyline.

 

Two days later: "Ghost town."

 

All is quiet in the liberty city street nicknamed "Ghost town" because of it's lack of activity; which is due to the bank the sits on that street. "Liberty City Bank" the biggest and oldest bank in the city. Always on guard by police because it holds most of the city's money.

 

A navy blue esperanto parks in front of the bank driven by fido. The engine dies down as fido catalina get out, followed by the columbian. Fido and catalina look at each other and touch their waist's. Checking for the postion of their handguns.

 

Catalina then looks at the columbian and says "Go get the car ready."

 

The colubian nod's and walks off away from the car down the street into an alleyway.

 

Fido looks at catalina in question of that statement, he then decides to say something. "Why another car, we have a car parked in front."

 

Catalina smirks at fido (which is unusual for someone with her attitude.) the esperanto isn't fast enough. Thats why went to get another car parked for getaway in advance" Fido nod's accordingly. "Now shut up, we're going in."

 

The pair walk up the steps and to the door; which is guarded by a security guard.

 

"This is a city reserve bank, do you have I.D. verfication and corporate clearance to enter?" the security guard asks.

 

"Yes." Catalina replies as she pulls out her I.D. The I.D. says "Pan Lantic Construction."

 

Fido looks at the I.D. while she shows it to the guard.

 

"Yes, this checks out." The gaurd says, as he lets the two in the building.

 

The two walk in, they look around the bank. It's quiet. Nobody is inside except a teller or two because it's early in the morning. Fido notices a guard talking to one of the tellers having friendly chat.

 

Fido stands next to a sign that reads "Get a free POGO THE MONEY classic arcade game when you deal a free corporate contract with Liberty City Bank." and acts like he's actually paying attention to it and checking it out to try not and look suspicious.

 

Catalina walks up to one of the tellers.

 

"What can i help you with today mam? Would you like to check out our contract deal?" The teller asks in a cheerfull demenor.

 

Catalina smiles at first and acts as if she's about to answer. Except she pulls a desert eagle out of the side of her waist.

 

"I would like to make a withdrawl! HURRY UP with all the money white bitch!" She aims the gun close to her head. "All of you! Get me my money, now!!" They freeze, scared for their lives.

 

Then start to get the money.

 

"The rest of you, on the f*cking ground" Three people and the security gaurd all get on the ground. Fido gets on the ground aswell. Playing along, lying across the room away from the security guard so he can watch him incase he tries to be a hero.

 

The teller, obviously scared, starts to open the big safe in the room behind her, while the other tellers start to put money held in their draws in smalls bags for them hastily.

 

The tellers fiddles with the safe and opens it, she gets some money out of the safe and puts it in the big bag for her. She runs back and hands it to catalina, while the others pile more money in their bags.

 

"This isn't enough bitch! Get more!" The teller runs back with more money and hands it catalina. She starts to plead with her.

 

"Please, dont kill me. I have children!" The woman screams and pleads with her, as she pushes the small white button under her draw."

 

The alarm starts to go off.

 

Catalina then smirks and shoots the teller in the head. The blood lightly stains her black jean jacket as the woman slumps to the ground dead.

 

At this time the security guard decides he cant take anymore and attempts to make a difference. Fido see's him get up and pulls the glock from his waist and he rises aswell.

 

The guard runs over, drawing his gun out it's holster. Inching closer towards catalina..

 

Then BLAM! the gaurd slumps down limp, barely twitching. Fido's gun still smoking from fireing it towards the mans skull.

 

Catalina gets all the money and tosses it to fido. "Here, take it!" He catches the money. And the run out of the side door.

 

The guard that got hit in the head tries to grab catalina's leg, he only gets her pant leg as catalina feels a slight tug. She turns around.

 

"(spanish profanity and laughing.)" She pulls out her gun again and shoots the dying man again.

 

They both continue for the side door.

 

Fido keeps running behing catalina as he suddenly see's a banshee drive up, driven by the columbian.

 

A banshee's two door.

 

Fido is dumbfounded as suddenly catalina speaks.

 

"Sorry babe. I'm an ambitious girl." She turns around and shoots him dead in the chest with her desert eagle.

 

Fido slumps to the ground, watching everything grow dim. As he see's catalina pick up his dropped money back and hearing her words...

 

"You're just small time."

 

Everything gets even dimmer for fido; as he blacks out. Hearing LCPD Sirens in the distance.

 

Back in the present. Bar in san fierro.

 

Fido sips his beer, and smirks, as he puts his hand to a spot just below his heart and then squirmishes. At the slight pain.

 

"And thats how my path began." He thinks.

 

END Pilot episode.

 

I hope you guys liked it so far. I'll post more later on today. -PcE.

Edited June 20, 2004 by Spidey.

[Spidey.]

Man.. Nobody has any comments on my story so far?

 

 

Grand Theft Auto: Missions...: Episode II. Missions in this episode: "The escape" PART ONE.

 

Some bar, San Fierro San Andreas.

 

Fido is still just sippin his beer and thinking. Thinking of how he got himself into this mess. Suddenly the bartender stops what he's doing and notices fido brooding and staring at his beer, occasionally taking sips.

 

"You ever gonna finish that beer kid?" The bartender says in a gruffy voice while cleaning out a mug.

 

Fido just looks up at him and stares, uncarring.

 

"Whats eatin you?" The gruffy bartender asks.

 

"Life." Fido says, as he finally responds.

 

"Aint that everyone?" The bartender asks.

 

"Well it's complicated." Fido responds. "I've did alot of bad things, things that would suprise even the worse person."

 

"Look he tinks he's the "harwood butcher." The bartender jokes.

 

"No, but i knew him personally" Fido responds.

 

"Mob buisness aye?" The bartender inquires. "Look around you kid, nobody in this bar hasn't had that kinda trouble."

 

"Im haven't even gotten started if you think my deal is mafia trouble." Fido says.

 

"Well why dont fill me in on your "trouble" then kid? I want to hear this story." The bartender asks smugly.

 

Fido finally gives in after taking a quick chug of his cold beer.

 

"Fine" Fido says. "Well..."

 

LCPD headquarters. Stauton island. Liberty City.

 

The biggest police building in the tri-state area, right next to the FBI headquarters. The building is one of the biggest buildings in the city, housing many police officers, the local swat team, and a small underground county jail. Starting to get seriously over crowded many prisoners are being transported to the new federal maximum security prison located on the coast of portland.

 

Right now however, our protaginist tied to a hospital bed down the hall from the county prison holding cells.

 

In the room two cops are chatting.

 

"Your dead man, might as well set up a will now." One cop says to another.

 

"It aint that serious tabowski." The cop responds.

 

"Yes it is, it is that serious." tabowski jokes. "You obviously dont know who you just got assigned to."

 

"You need to stop beliving so many stories." The cop says. "It's only ray machowski." "I am not going to end up dead just because he's my partner."

 

"Thats what you think." "Do you know how many partners the man had?" Tabowski asked.

 

"How many?" The cop asked with a tired expression on his face.

 

"10 in the past year." Tabowski responded. "Face it bub, your a dead man."

 

Fido starts to slowly wake up groggily.

 

"ahnuh..." Fido sounds..

 

"Well he's waking up now, you better get to your questioning." The cop says. "Me? I've gotta start my beat."

 

"Heh, have fun with ray deadman." Tabowski jokes. "This is probobly the last time i'll see you alive."

 

"Ahhh shut the f*ck up." The cop jokes back. "Alright i'll see you later."

 

The cop heads out of the room as fido starts to sit up. Tabowski's joking expression turns to a serious one as he begins to start questioning fido about the where abouts of catalina.

 

"Where..where am i?" Fido asks. He begins to try to sit up but he noticed he's handcuffed to the bed. "sh*t.."

 

"Morning sleepy head." Tabowski remarks. "Had a nice dream inmate?"

 

Fido goes back his normal defensive self of just staring.

 

"Well, since your obviously awake. Lets begin." Tabowski says "Hey, marko! Come in here!"

 

Another cop stands by the door and pull out his gun. Just incase fido breaks free.

 

"Now, "Fido" *laughs casually.* Where is this catalina woman and her big columbian side kick?" Tabowski asks.

 

Fido just stares at him, not saying a word.

 

"Why would you want to help them?" tabowski inquires. "They left YOU for dead." "Shot you dead in the chest. Hell, you would be dead right now if that bullet hit any higher."

 

Fido keeps staring. Tabowski starts to get very upset, and frustrated. He grabs fido by his hospital down and shakes him.

 

"WHERE ARE THEY?!" He yells. "WHERE THE f*ck ARE THEY?!"

 

The guard standing by the door starts to get worried and breaks them up. Tabowski regains his compsure as fido just keeps staring at them.

 

He decides to remark.

 

"Look; pig." Fido says curtly. "I dont know where the f*ck catalina is." He continues. "And i probobly wouldn't even tell you if i did because of your bad attitude." He smirks. "Now lock me up, and be done with it already."

 

Tabowski smiles.

 

"Fine." He says. "Take him away marko."

 

Marko uncuffs fido and fido is escorted into the prison in nothing but his hospital gown and shown a cell, courtesy of marko. Tabowski follows and laughs while the fellow imates make comments on fido's "cute" ass and how good "fresh meat" has finally arrvied.

 

"Welcome to your new home." Tabowski says. "Oh, dont mind the roomate. Im sure he wont bite. Well.. softly anyway."

 

The man fido's sharing a cell with is muscularly built african american.

 

"Shut up." "f*cking cop.." The man replies.

 

"Oh, sorry 8-ball." "What are you going to do? Hit me with those burned messed up hands of yours?" Tabowski inquires.

 

8-ball just stares at the cop angrily. As he watches fido be thrown into the jail cell. After fido gets in he gets an orange jumpsuit thrown at him.

 

"Dont forget your suit. "puppy"" Tabowski jokes as he walks. Off.

 

8-ball stares at a wall while fido changes, and waits for him finish before speaking to him.

 

"Yo, son...your name puppy foreal?" 8-ball asks.

 

Fido just gives him a look that says no, and dont make me kick you ass.

 

"Didn't think so." 8-ball says as he jumps down from his bunk bed. "Look, im gonna lay down the rules so your stay here is less uneventful."

 

He just gets in his face and says. "Rule one. I get the top bed."

 

"Rule two. Dont say sh*t to me, i aint your friend; or your homeboy."

 

"Rule three. None of that gay sh*t, i see that little "dress" they escorted you in here in. Even look at me like that and ima f*ck you up."

 

8-ball finishes then pats fido on his back.

 

"If you understand all those, we'll get along great quiet boy." He gets back atop his bed and smirks. "Real great."

 

Fido looks around, notices his well..surroundings. He takes a deep sigh and decides to lay on his rocky, lumpy bed and take a nap too.

 

As he closes his eyes he says..

 

"I'm gonna kill that bitch." "Thats a promise."

 

Bar in San Fierro.

 

As fido continues his story the bartender just busts out laughing.

 

"Hah, a hospital down." He jokes. "Did you drop the soap kid?"

 

Fido gives him a look that says "This close from putting my foot up your ass."

 

The bartender decides to back off the jokes and gets serious.

 

"Alright kid, well your obviously on the outside. So how the hell did you escape?"

 

Fido takes another sip of his beer and smirks.

 

"Well, funny thing is. That was the easy part."

 

END EPISODE TWO.

 

Alright. Thats it for that chapter. Does anybody have any comments for it yet? -OGF

[Kanney]

Ok, I'll reply, I thought I had but it must not have gone through.

The story is there but its the grammar, not as many capital letters to names and stuff like that make it hard to read. Besides that, good job.

[Frankie D]

Pretty good so far. When the next episode coming out?

 

Regards,

Frankie D.

[Spidey.]

 

Bumping it before it gets lost. Sorry for me not updating it for so long...got busy with other stuff. Plan on writing some more next week probobly -OGF

 

[Davo the Assassin]

This is a very good story, some on the punctuation is a bit messed but still good

[Davo the Assassin]

Damn, double post sorry... My internet is gai...

[Canofceleri]

Nice effort... recycled.

[Spidey.]

Yeah my puncuation will probobly through you off a bit sense im not really used to using it so much while im on the internet. Im a casual typer; but other than that everything else should be ok.

 

I would write fido's POV comming himself instead of so 3rd person..but remember, in the game he didn't really have his own POV. His true thoughts didn't really get shown until GTA saga (thats what this is pre-queling). So i'll write him talking out of the story in the present, but silent during the missions in the past.

 

Well... He might talk at some points during the missions part of the story. But it wont be too much of a habit.

 

-OGF

Edited July 23, 2004 by Spidey.

[Davo the Assassin]

Didn't understand any of what you just said, but I'm looking foward to the next part =-)

[4PLAY]

havent read the second chapter yet but in the first dont they pull up to liberty city bank in a blue banshee not an esperinto , an epserianto isnt exactly the best gettaway car...

[Spidey.]

havent read the second chapter yet but in the first dont they pull up to liberty city bank in a blue banshee not an esperinto , an epserianto isnt exactly the best gettaway car...

The drove to the bank in an esperanto.

 

After catalina and fido went into the bank, the 3rd man. (the cartel dude.) went to get the banshee. (which was parked in an alley by the bank.) -OGF™

[bored]

writing's decent, and i'll spare you the grammar comments. i'm looking forward to seeing how you turn events in the game into a story. i thought about that before i started writing 'kolc', but i didn't know if i coud make it interesting enough, so i'm glad that at least someone is going for it.

[Spidey.]

Oh, this badboy will be returning. Just as soon as i get my berings on where i left out. I've been thinking about what fido's claude's POV should be like, it should turn out better this time around.

[GameChristopher]

Topic bumper. That was uncalled for.

[Ramirez]

Topic bumper. That was uncalled for.

No it wasn't.

[GameChristopher]

Topic bumper. That was uncalled for.

No it wasn't.

Yeah it was. Just to say it that the story was returning, without any actual chapters or anything in the post, is not needed when we all have forgotten that it was here. If you want to make a shock, wait to bump the topic with a new chapter that is really long, or something equally helpful. Just saying that it is coming back is pointless.

[Spidey.]

 

Topic bumper. That was uncalled for.

No it wasn't.

Yeah it was. Just to say it that the story was returning, without any actual chapters or anything in the post, is not needed when we all have forgotten that it was here. If you want to make a shock, wait to bump the topic with a new chapter that is really long, or something equally helpful. Just saying that it is coming back is pointless.

Do you really care all that much? It's just a topic.

 

 

Anyways, here's the next episode of my story.:

 

*We go back to the little bar in san fierro, outside, it's foggy, rainy, normal climate for san fierro. It's about 8:00 now, some people are starting to come in from the rain.*

 

*"Fido", takes another sip from his beer and continues.*

 

Fido: So, a couple weeks passed, i healed from my gunshot wound... 8-ball's hands were starting to heal from his burn wounds. We got placed in genral population together. Still didn't like each other, then one day.

 

*Liberty City Penn. Most of the inmates are getting their lunch. The long line for food goes slowly, but without little problems as fido and 8-ball come in.*

 

He cuts me in line.

 

8-ball: Cuts bitch.

 

*Fido gives him a hard stare, as he picks up his tray. As he does this, he observed two slightly large men comming up to 8-ball. They knock down his tray.*

 

8-ball: The f*ck..

 

Inmate1: 8-BALL! We need to have a word.

 

8-ball: Ain't gonna be no words right now, im hungry.

 

Inmate2: Oh, you don't remember us?

 

*The second inmate pushed 8-ball*

 

Inmate1: You sold us some crappy explosives from your shop. The bomb didn't go off like it was supposed to. My brother went to go reset the trigger and he blowed himself up, and we got caught and put in here! All cause of you and your sh*tty merchandise.

 

8-ball: Aye, "buyer beware" motherf*cker. What can i say?

 

*the first inmate pushes 8-ball hard into the nearby wall*

 

Inmate2: Buyer Beware huh? Well, why don't i make it even by giving you a discount on an asskicking?

 

8-ball: I don't like how you're expressin your views son, anger management. You lucky i got these bandages on my hands, cause if they were off...

 

*the first inmate punches 8-ball sqare in his jaw. He flies backwards into the wall hard because of the force. The two inmates start to slam 8-ball's head into the wall repeatedly until he collapses. Then they begin to stomp him. The guards let this continue, as the other inmates in the cafeteria begin to cheer and taunt loudly.*

 

Now, i saw the whole thing from the begining. I could have stepped in then. But, i remembered that he cut me in line. So i let the two guys enjoy theirselves for a bit until i broke their faces.

 

*Fido drops his tray, and starts to take care of the two inmates, giving a roundhouse kick to one in the neck, and a haymaker punch of the other. Leveling both of them as if they were only dummies. This is when the guards decide to intervene, they pound fido with their clubs, then drag him off as some medics tend to 8-ball.*

 

8-Ball: Eh, SILENT SOILER! I owe you one nigga..

 

*8-ball blacks out, and fido is dragged to a holding cell in solitary confinement.*

 

I spent a couple days in that cell, it was cold, completly dark, and smelled of 10 year old giggle cream. Turns out our little stunt got me, and 8-ball a transfer from Liberty City Penn over to some Maxium Security Prison over in Carser City. It was rainy day like this when it all really began to start.

 

*Rain pours all over liberty, as 8-ball, and Fido are shoved into the S.W.A.T. truck along with some old guy.*

 

8-Ball: Eh, wassup? Thanks again for savin my ass a couple days back dawg. Couldn't fight for sh*t with my hands all f*cked up like this.

 

*Fido nods silently as they make their peace.*

 

8-ball: I was serious about that promise though, i owe you alot. I know some people...people in high places..we might be able to get outta this prison deal in a couple months if it gets through the proper channels.

 

*The S.W.A.T. truck begins it's journey. It swerves carefully through the wet, slipperly streets of liberty. Going through asparia, and finally to the bridge to portland, only comming to a bit of light traffic. A black patriot comes up behind the truck as they travel across the bridge. It starts to pick up speed a bit. as it drops an object out of the window.*

 

Cop: What the fu...watch the damn road you yutz!

 

Cop2: Don't worry about it, probobly some soccer mom or crazy teenager or somethin. They'll get theirs eventually.

 

*The patriot picks up more speed. And finally passes the truck, it suddenly stops right infront of the S.W.A.T truck *

 

Cop: Eventually is now then huh?

 

*Men dressed in shirts, and cowboy hats come out of the patriot, they shoot the two cops up in the front of the truck, and head to the back.*

 

Guard: You heard that?

 

Gaurd2: Yeah, get your hand on your weapon. We got trouble.

 

*The men come to the back of the truck, open it up, and quickly grab the old man. Fido and 8-ball silently nod to each other, and each knocks out a guard as they head out of the truck themselves.*

 

8-ball: C'mon man, i know people. We can get sh*t done NOW instead of later.

 

*they make a run for it down the bridge, as huge explosion starts from the middle of the bridge. It knocks both men off their feet, as the huge blast blows cars into flaming wreckage, and takes out a section of the bridge.*

 

8-ball: YO! WHAT THE f*ck WAS THAT?!

 

*fido and 8-ball both look back, and stare at the now wrecked bridge in awe.*

 

This, is where it gets interesting.

 

 

END EPISODE THREE.

Edited February 2, 2005 by Spidey.

[Spidey.]

The Bartender stares at fido as he cleans a glass in disbelif.

 

Bartender: So you mean..you blew the Callahan bridge?

 

Fido takes another sip of his beer.

 

Fido: No, the cartel did. They droped a load of C4 as they came up on us. Guess they meant to cut the cops off from the stauton end. Good for me.

 

Bartender: Guess so.. So, did you guys get hurt from the explosion or anything?

 

....

 

Fido, and 8-ball stare at the damaged portion of the bridge in astonishment. They start to hear sirens coming from the portland end and look for a means of escape. An abandoned krumna is a couple feet in front of them. Only slightly damaged.

 

8-Ball: Yo! C'mon mime man, let's get outta here!

 

They run to the car and enter it as the approaching sirens appear to get louder. Fido turns the radio to GAME FM as they speed away from the scene.

 

8-ball: 8-ball: I know a place on the edge of the Red Light District where we can laylow, but my hands are all messed up so you better drive, brother.

 

They speed up until they get to chinatown, fido decides to play it cool and obey the traffic laws as he stops by a red light.

 

8-ball: Yo, what the f*ck went down up there? Who were those dudes and what did they want with that old mo'f*cka?

 

Fido: ....

 

Fido looks at 8-ball in a puzzled expression.

 

8-ball: Ah, i see you don't know anything obviously. Quiet as usual an sh*t.

 

An LCPD cruiser speeds up next to their car, the cop inside of it looks over to their side and notices their clothing. The Liberty Penn orange outfits. He starts to get a puzzled look. Fido notices this and prepares to mash his foot on the gas.

 

8-ball stops him.

 

8-ball: Nah man, i got a plan.

 

8-ball turns up the radio to the highest volume and rolls down the windows. He starts to nod his head to the music.

 

8-ball: Sup cop!? I see you like the bass, huh!

 

8-ball taps fido and fido starts to nod his head a little too, with a compremised look on his face ofcourse. The cop plays it off as just some gangsta wannabe's and goes about his route as the light turns green.

 

That was the dumbest idea i've ever seen, but it worked. LC cops were always a bunch of idiots if you ask me.

 

8-ball: Damn that was close sh*t. Eh, i got a spot over in Hedburn Heights. We gotta go over and get outta these clothes before another cop sees us.

 

Fido, drives the car over to the spot in Hedburn and they head in the small garage.

 

8-Ball: sh*t.. Now where did i leave that key? f*ck...

 

8-ball checks around until he looks at a wall. He goes over to the wall and pops out a brick, takes out the key and opens the door.

 

Fido and 8-ball walk into the small 2 room "apartment".

 

The place was a f*cking mess, i swear. But, i guess that happens when you've been in jail for awhile.

 

8-ball: Ah, home..sweet home.

 

8-ball looks around the place in contentment, as fido stares at him with a disapointed expression on his face.

 

8-ball: What? The maid went on vacation for awhile.

 

8-ball walks over to a closet, and opens it up. He tosses fido a jacket, white t-shirt, and a pair of khaki's. And he pulls out a t-shirt, sports jacket, and pair of jeans for himself.

 

8-Ball: They should fit you. Might be a little baggy though. Im gonna go take a shower and freshen up and sh*t. You can go in after im done.

 

An hour or so passes and they head back out and get into the sedan. It's about 7 Am when they get back into the car.

 

8-ball: I know this guy, he's connected, his name is Luigi.

 

(Story cut out: Back to the bar.)

 

Bartender: Wait a minute, luigi? The mafia pimp?! You're sh*tting me.

 

Fido: Aww c'mon bartender guy, would i sh*t you? Yeah, luigi the mafia pimp. Now, do you mind if i finish the story?

 

Bartender: Nah, go ahead. Im over it now.

 

(Back to the story)

 

8-ball: 8-ball: Me an' him go back so I could probably get you some work. C'mon lets head over there.

 

Fido drives over to the redlight district and the famed Sex Club 7. Fido and 8-ball get out of the car and fido heads to the front door.

 

8-ball: Eh, what you doin?

 

Fido looks at him puzzled.

 

8-ball: We go in the back, the front is for the normal clients nameen?

 

So, they head to the back and 8-ball knocks on the door.

 

8-ball: Wait here man while I go in and talk to Luigi.

 

The door opens, and 8-ball goes in.

 

8-ball: Say hello to 8-ball, ladies! Damn i missed me some pussy!

 

The door closes once again, and fido waits outside for a couple minutes until a mafia bodygaurd comes out, along with a man in a black armani suit. This man, is luigi.

 

Luigi: 8-balls got some business upstairs; maybe you can do me a favour.

 

Fido looks at him, waiting for the offer.

 

Luigi: Guess i'll take your silence as a yes then..

 

Luigi: One of my girls needs a ride so grab a car and pick up Misty from the clinic. Then bring her back here. She should be wearing something skimpy.

 

Fido nods, and heads off.

 

Luigi: Oh, and don't touch my girl. Nobody gets a free ride unless i say so. Keep your hands to your mute self, got me?

 

Fido nods.

 

Luigi: If you don't mess this up, maybe there'll be more work for you. Now get outta here!

 

Fido nods once again, and heads off.

 

He goes out into the street, and notices his ride is missing.

 

"Liberty City. Where your car, is everyones car."

 

This leaves an upset look on his face.

 

He looks down the street and see's a shiny red stallion comming his way. He decides to take it.

 

He goes over to the car, opens the door, bangs the man's head on the steering wheel and drives off towards the hospital.

 

Guy: HEY! THAT'S MY f*ckING CAR!! I JUST PICKED IT UP FROM TRANSFENDER TOO! sh*t!!

 

Fido arrives infront of the hospital and waits for the girl to come out. After a couple minutes, a chick wearing a small red jacket, a tight white tanktop, and skimpy skirt struts out of the hospital doors. This is obviously her.

 

Fido honks the horn and motions for her to get in. The girl waves back, and gets in the car.

 

Girl: Hi, im misty.

 

Fido drives off back to the club, and stops at a red light.

 

Misty: So, what do you do? You work for luigi?

 

Fido nods.

 

Misty: Hmm.. You know luigi always picks the sexiest escorts..

 

The light turns green, and he drives back to the red light district and drops misty off.

 

Misty: Usually when people give you a compliment, you say "thank you".

 

Fido doesn't show any emotion.

 

Misty: ...Well, guess this is my stop. Nice not talking to you..

 

What can i say? She wasn't my type.

 

Fido watches misty exit the ride, and checks her out. His facial expression reveals a slight smirk as he drives off.

 

END EPISODE FOUR

 

Hope you guys enjoyed, comments would be cool this time.

[Davo the Assassin]

This stuff is great, keep it going. A few odd bits here and there, but i won't point um out as they're only minor.

 

8/10 from me

[Spidey.]

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Edited March 19, 2005 by Spidey.

[Spidey.]

Late afternoon slowly turns into night as fido cruises around portland. He decides to leave and head to his Shoreside Vale Apartment over in Witchita Gardens. The only way he knows is the Porter Tunnel. The stallion cruises the freeway pass as fido looks around him, noticing that they're's no traffic comming either way. An erie occurance in a big city like LC. The stallion continues it's path until it comes up on a Gigantic Blue wall blocking the opening.

 

"PORTER TUNNEL, OPENING SOON. SORRY FOR THE DELAY - Pan Lantic Construction."

 

Fido, dissapointed. Bangs his fist into the steering wheel.

 

Damn teamsters.

 

Bar - San Fierro

 

Bartender: So, what did you do?

 

Fido: (drinks his beer.) Went back into town. Both exits to the other parts of the city were closed. The tunnel wasn't done. You know what happend to the bridge. So i tried the subway...

 

Train Station - Red Light District

 

Fido walks down the steps leading to the subway station. Old and new Movie posters of "Saturday Night Beaver", "Badfellas", "Top Down City", "GTA" and "Knife After Dark" litter the graffiti stained walls. As he goes to the change machine, he notices the different types of people waiting for the train. Hookers, thugs, gangstas, old women, bums, and your normal average man or woman. He boards the train and it takes off. Passing portland stop after portland stop. Until it reaches a stop over in Atlantic Quays. An annoucement on the intercom catches his attention.

 

"Due to the porter tunnel construction reaching it's final stage, we have to close of the tunnel leading to stauton for a couple days. We apologize for the inconvience. Now would everyone please exit the train. NOW, don't make us get out the tazers!"

 

After another angry expression on fido's face, he exits the train and just takes a rest on the bench. Taking a momment of peace.

 

Bartender: Hah. You're kidding right? So everything comming in or out from portland was closed off?

 

Bar - San Fierro

 

Fido: Yep. Every damn thing. Nobody seemed upset though. Most people were just happy they got a few days off from work cause they couldn't commute.

 

Bartender: sh*t, couldn't imagine that happening here. Too much space i guess. So what happened next?

 

Fido: Give me another lodger, and i'll tell you.

 

Subway (Atlantic Quays) - Portland

 

Outside of the subway, 2 armed trucks accompanied by a swat enforcer drive up. 12 S.W.A.T. members come out of the truck, brandishing MP5's. They open the doors to the armed trucks, and unload them as they escort crate after crate filled with money down into the subway. Back down in the subway, fido still lammenting his situation watches the train he got off of rail off into the same subway tunnel that was reported unsafe for travel. After the train goes out of sight, another pulls up. This one more armored than the last. The train pulls up, and 10 more armed S.W.A.T. members come out brandishing MP5's.

 

Swat: Sir, i'm going to have to ask you exit the subway station. Any non-officials will be shot on site. This will be your first and last warning.

 

Fido, not wanting any trouble walks up the subway exit. On his way out, he observes the armored trucks parked outside guarded by more S.W.A.T. He just shakes his head and passes it off as something he shouldn't put his head in. He continues walking down the sidewalk outside the trainstation until he see's a black sentinel XS stopping at a redlight. The car, is nice, customized, and loud rap music can be heard playing from the speakers.

 

"WE GON GIVE THIS ALLLLL THAT WE GOTTTTTTTT!!! Keep risin to the top. Keep risin to the top."

 

Fido approaches the car and opens the drivers door. He bangs the man's head on the steering wheel and throws him out.

 

Man: YO DAWG. WHAT THE f*ck?! THAT'S MY CAR!

 

Fido starts to get in the drivers seat, but before he can pull off. The man yanks him out the car.

 

Man: Yo son, you got some f*ckin nerve thinkin you bout to jack for my sh*t son. Ima leave your ass up in the damn gutter after im done with you, that's my word dawg!

 

He starts to stomp fido violently until fido starts to get the upperhand and grabs his boot. He gets up, and they start to fist fight. The man is pretty big and built, he starts to pound on fido's chest. Knocking the wind out of him, but fido is slightly smaller and faster, so he hits the guy with a leg sweep. The fight continues as the man gets back up and throws a punch, fido grabs his fist and throws him on the hood of the sentinel. The man rolls off and hits his head on the curb. Obviously beaten at this point, fido decides to end it with a curb stomp. This KO's him, and fido gets back into the car and drives off.

 

"WE GON GIVE THIS ALLLLL THAT WE GOTTTTTTTT!!! Keep risin to the top. Keep risin to the top."

 

The speaker system plays as he drived off into the night.

 

END EPISODE FIVE

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[Spidey.]

 

Red Light District - Portland

 

The night slowly turns into morning. The sentinel is now parked in the garage by Fido's hideout. It's about 10:00 in the morning when fido comes out. He decides to get more work from luigi to raise some funds before he sets back out on his own. Instead of taking the black sentinel, he walks over to the Sex Club 7

 

After a couple minutes or so, he reaches the spot. Goes to the back alleyway service door and knocks on it.

 

 

After a couple minutes of waiting one of Luigi's mafia guards comes out.

 

Guard: Eh, im mick. Mornin. Luigi said to, to give you this so... here, here take it.

 

Mick opens the service door, and goes back into the club after handing fido a note. Fido takes the note, and reads as he walks back out into the street.

 

Luigi: There is a new high on the street, goes by the name of spank. Some wiseguy's been introducing this trash to my girls down Portland Harbor. Go and introduce a bat to his face! Then take his car, respray it, then drive it over to a lock up i have across the street from the hospital. I want compensation for this insult!

 

Just as fido is about to continue walking out of the alley, the serivce door opens back up, and mick comes out.

 

Mick: EH, YO! SILENT KILLER!

 

Fido turns back around, mick getting his attention. He goes up to him to see what else he wants.

 

Mick: Forgot to give you this. (laughs, as he hands him the bat) Hit a couple home runs for me..

 

Fido takes the wooden bat, and walks back out into the streets. He see's a parked taxi cab with unlocked doors. He decides to take this and drives off to the harbor. As he pulls up, he see's a guy in a black jean suit sitting in a silver stallion. He's surrounded by two prositiues, both obviously strung out on some drug.

 

Hooker1: Eh homes..when you gonna give me sommore of dat good stuff?

 

Hooker2: Yea, where are fix at?

 

Spank Pusher: Yo..did you ditch that mafia wannabe yet?

 

Hooker2: Nah, we didn't yet...it's hard baby...(she sits in the guy's lap.)..give us some more of that spank and it'll help us make up our minds..

 

SP: No, you ain't gettin no more of my product till you ditch that pimp to come over to my squad got tha........

 

In mid sentence, fido drags him out of the car as the two hookers run off screaming.

 

SP: What's the deal man? (he goes into his pocket and pulls out a knife.) If you wanna do it like that, come on then punk!

 

The man lunges at fido with the knife. Fido drops his bat and dodges. As the man keeps comming with the knife, fido continues to dodge. Each slice at him comming closer, and close to his person. One attempt even slicing his jacket.

 

SP: WHO SENT YOU? HUH?! CURTLY?! Na...na...you don't look like one of his boys.. MAYBE IT WAS LUIGI!

 

Fido takes this oppurtunity in his break of concentration to grab his arm and disarm him of the knife. Leaving him on the cold ground. Fido picks up the bat, and bashes the pusher repeatedly. Leaving him dead in a pool of his own blood. Fido drops the bat next to the dead pusher, and gets in the silver stallion as he drives off to the local pay and spray.

 

The garage door to the spray shop opens up and lets him in as fido parks the car. A manager approaches him as he gets out of the car.

 

Manager: Hey, the name's frank. (shakes fido's hand.) Luigi told me you would be here today. Looks lets get down to buisness.

 

The manager and fido take a walk around the shop.

 

Manager: Everytime you spray a car here, it'll be $100 for a respray. We change the license plates, engine serial numbers, fix any damage, car color..you know. The usual sh*t. But we don't dare touch nothin hot. No buses, no ambulances, no cop cars. None of that sh*t. I can look at you and tell you ain't got nothin to pay me with, that's cool. This time. Luigi's a friend of mine, so this spray is on me. But, this ain't free kid. Next time you show up, you better have some money for me.

 

A worker from the shop comes up to fido.

 

Worker: Eh, car's done. Here's the keys.

 

Fido takes the keys, and drives off over to the lock up to park the car. The garage door opens up automatically when the car gets there, and fido leaves it.

 

He walks away, as another mission accomplished. But, as he walks a black mafia sentinel pulls up.

 

Mafia guy: Eh, here's your payment from luigi. He says, you do nice work. They'll be more for you in the future if you keep this up.

 

The mafia guy hands him an envelope and drives off. Fido opens the envelope and counts the money. $1,200 dollars.

 

Fido smirks and continues to walk down the block. As afternoon slowly turns into evening.

 

END EPISODE SIX

 

 

 

Edited March 20, 2005 by Spidey.

[Spidey.]

Feedback, anyone?

[Spidey.]

 

Red Light District - Portland

 

Late evening now. Around 8 o'clock. Fido decides to take the sentinel XS out as he stops by Sex Club 7 to get more work for luigi. Short drive as the club is almost around the corner. He parks infront of the club, and goes around to the service door. The usual meeting place for him and luigi. Luigi, already in a conversation with mick, stops and tell him to go back inside.

 

Luigi: Hey, I gotta talk to you... All right Mick, I'll talk to yah later.

 

Luigi: How yah doing kid.

 

Fido motions that he's fine.

 

Luigi: The Don's son Joey Leone wants some action from his regular girl Misty.. Go pick her up in Hepburn Heights... but watch yourself that's Diablo turf.

 

Fido nods.

 

Hah. The diablo's are such pussies, nothin like the street gangs here out west. Ain't ruthless.

 

Luigi: Then run her over to his garage in Trenton and make it quick, Joey ain't the kind you keep waiting, remember, this is your foot in the door... so keep your eyes on the road and off Misty!

 

That wasn't even a problem.. Misty's had more rides than a greyhound. You can tell by just looking at the chick. Smell dick on her a mile away.

 

Luigi: Eh, one more thing..

 

Luigi tosses fido a beeper.

 

Luigi: Keep this on you, i might need your services at the drop of a dime. Capiche?

 

Fido nods in his usual manner, and heads off to go pick up misty. He gets in the sentinel and peels off towards hepburn heights. As he comes up on the project where misty stays, he slows down the car as he parks in the courtyard, a group of diablo's eye him and his ride.

 

Diablo 1: Yo homes...peep that sh*t right there.

 

Diablo 2: Yeah, *strokes chin* i could see myself up in that...ridin high..

 

Diablo 3: Aye, well lets take that sh*t then. He ain't f*ck with el diablo unless he got a deathwish.

 

As they plan out, fido honks the car horn. Misty looks out here window and speaks to fido.

 

Misty: Hold on babe i'll be out in a minute!

 

5 minutes go by, fido gets restless and honks the horn again for a longer period of time.

 

Misty: DAMN, i said wait a minute!

 

10 minutes go by, fido honks the horn even louder as the three diablo's come up on fido sitting in the sentinel. Misty see's this, but decides not to say anything and lets the situation plan out because of his rudeness with the horn.

 

One of the diablo's peeks in the car.

 

Diablo: Eh homes..this sh*t you got here is tight.. I could see me up in this.

 

Fido ignores him.

 

Diablo: Just my color too...black.

 

Fido still ignores him.

 

Diablo: Got the chrome wheels...20 inch dubs..

 

Fido this time, turns around and gives the guy a mean look. As if to say "do something." The diablo this time around pulls out a pistol from his waist and puts it to fido's head.

 

Diablo: Get out the ride homes.. Slowly..

 

Fido turns his head around once more, gives the guy another look..and slowly eases out of the ride. As he does, he puts his hand in his jacket pocket, where he keeps a knife.

 

Diablo's..these three barely over their 20's.. Obviously don't know who their f*cking with.

 

As the first diablo keeps the gun pointed at fido, the other two come up on his rear.

 

Diablo 2: Should have taken a hint.

 

Diablo 3: Yeah, but he too dumb for hints. Looks at this fool, don't even talk.

 

Fido, staring down the barrel of a gun again, takes his chance. He pushes the hand of the guy holding the gun, making it fire at the ground. He then shanks the guy in the side, making him drop the gun. The other two run up. Fido punches one in the chest, making him collapse with pain. And drops the other one with a kick in the gut. He stands above them ready to go again, but the two diablo's pick up their injured friend and run off.

 

They learned who they were f*cking with though. Eventually..

 

By this point. Obviously pissed. He honks on the horn repeatedly until misty comes out. He sits in the car, waiting for her to get in.

 

She opens the door and peers into the car.

 

Misty: Not gonna open the door for me toughguy?

 

She sits in the car, and fido drives off towards joey's garage in trenton.

 

Misty: You working regular for Luigi now huh? It's about time he got a driver we can trust!

 

Fido keeps driving, not acknowleding misty.

 

Misty: Saw your fight out there toughguy. You got skills. Obviously a man who would know how to take care of a lady.

 

Ugh..she went on and on.

 

Misty: That's what i need. Stability. Ya know?

 

Fido keeps driving.

 

Misty: Someone who actually takes care of me. So i don't have to keep doing this hooker thing..

 

Blah, blah blah..

 

Misty: All the f*ckin becomes mechanical. I don't wanna do nothin strange for some change. I wanna make love.

 

Yaddi, yada, yada..

 

Misty: Plus, i bet you can smell dick on me from a mile away.

 

Even she said it. See, i told you. I sh*t you not.

 

The finally come up on joey's garage and go in. All sorts of cars can be seen as they walk through the garage. Sentinels, admirals, a uranus, even a cheetah. As they come up to joey, he's under a blue BF Injection. Working on the underbody.

 

Misty: Joey... Am I going to get to play with your big end again?

 

Joey slides from under the car to the greet fido and misty. He's a slighlty built guy. Late 30's.

 

Joey: I'll be with you in a minute spark plug.

 

He shakes fido's hand.

 

Joey: Hey, I'm Joey. Luigi said you were reliable so come back, there might be some work for you. Alright?

 

Fido nods, and leaves the garage. He gets into the car and peels out. Heading back towards his garage as an LCPD car watches.

 

Cop1: Eh, isn't that black sentinel XS a guy at the precint filled out a report for? License plate checks out.

 

Cop2: Aw sh*t lou, do we have to chase this thing now? Im eatin my donut for f*cks sake here.

 

Cop1: "Protect and Serve" John, it's our job.

 

Cop2: Have you been watchin NYPD blue again? You have haven't you? sh*t..fine..let's get the bastard.

 

The LCPD's lights and sirens go off and follow fido's car and he notices them in the headlights. He puts the car into 2nd and puts his foot on the gas.

 

Time to make the news again..

 

 

END EPISODE SEVEN

 

 

 

[Spidey.]

Can i get some feedback about the previous episodes? I wanna see what i need to improve.

[B Rob]

9/10 for me. Great read.

[Spidey.]

So, here i am. Everything's cool. I busted out of jail, escaped a bridge explosion, drove around a hooker, and even beat a guy down with a baseball bat in broad f*cking daylight. And now, after all of that. The cops chase me because i stole a f*cking car? You have to understand my frustration here

 

The cops in the car chase after fido as he beings to make a break for it.

 

Cop2: See, i told you. We should have just forgot it, it's just a car. It's not even OUR car. Why are we chasing this guy?

 

Cop1: Because we're cops, it's what we do. You should know that.

 

Cop2: *laughs* It's not that i don't know, it's that i try to forget.

 

Cop1: This is car 41 requesting backup. We're heading into Saint Marks in pursuit of a Black Old Model Sentinel XS. License plate number "H1SEAR".

 

Fido cuts through an alleyway as he avoids a bum with a shopping cart. The cops in pursuit also try to avoid the bum, but definately hit the sharping cart. As the cops attempt speed ahead of fido to put the car in the P.I.T. Manuver, fido takes a sharp turn and heads toward Hepburn Heights. This buy's him sometime to think as the squad car attemps to maintain pursuit.

 

 

This is what some of us thugs in the game call "One Star". Getting in trouble over some small sh*t. Like getting pulled over with a body in the trunk, or getting a vehicle with 50 killo's of coccaine in the back. Getting in a high speed chase with Liberty City's finest over a stolen car would be one star. I ain't going out with one star.

 

This is when fido drifts a curb and turns the car around in the direction of the approaching cops. Now with two cop cars heading towards him instead of the first one. Fido's face gains a familliar cocky smirk as he pushes the gear in 5th and speeds up in their direction.

 

All or nothing.

 

Fido keeps speeding, the cops now noticing that he wants to play a suicide game of chicken, they maintain their course.

 

You want this car..

 

Both sides keep heading for the other, with traffic dogding them in both directions.

 

You really want this car?

 

Getting closer...

 

You don't want this car...but im going to give it to you anyway.

 

At the last second, the two squad cars move out of the direction and let fido pass. What he was really heading for was the hill behind the cops. The road. He goes for it, and bails from the car at the last second. The cops are all the way down the other half of the street by now. They can't see him evade. Just as fido planned, the car goes off the hill and crashes leaving flaming wreckage everywhere.

 

You win, the car's yours.

 

The cops go rushing to the scene, observing what happend. But no sign of a body. Fido, at the other side of the street. Looks back, and keeps walking. Whistling the tune of what was playing in the car the night he stole it.

 

 

END EPISODE EIGHT

[Cran.]

Wow! Nice, can't wait for the next ep

[Maiden Eddie]

great one!nice work! but don't it will take long time to you get to the end of gta3??anyhows good work buddy!