Build Up Your Gang v2

[RearEndCollision]

Well, I was wondering if we could share. Well, just change the rules a tiny bit to say that 3 people could have the same position. Please? Just a suggestion. If you change the rules to that, I'll share the "Belly Up Fish Factory" with Chunky Lee Chong.

 

 

Story coming up... either today at night or tomorrow at morning. Please escuse me... I've had a busy day so I didn't have time to post a story. I'll try to if I can.

 

~TT

No, sorry man. If we get overpopulated I might do that, but as of now, just choose your own position.

[Termination Terminator]

ok sure. They're all like the same thing right? just different name. not like "if your position is this, you can and can't do this, if your position is that, you can and can't do this..." not like that right?

 

Anyway, my new position is Punk Noodles.

 

After this post and I get all the needed information, I'm starting my story!

 

So my last question is this: You update your first post... the triads have their money... i use the money to buy stuff from that, right? oh yeah, and CLC made his story, is my story supposed to be a continue-ation (didn't know how to spell)? Like he buys a car, then I do something to it? a continue-ation? thanx. and i can like go visit CLC, right? At his place?

 

 

[RearEndCollision]

ok sure. They're all like the same thing right? just different name. not like "if your position is this, you can and can't do this, if your position is that, you can and can't do this..." not like that right?

 

Anyway, my new position is Punk Noodles.

 

After this post and I get all the needed information, I'm starting my story!

 

So my last question is this: You update your first post... the triads have their money... i use the money to buy stuff from that, right? oh yeah, and CLC made his story, is my story supposed to be a continue-ation (didn't know how to spell)? Like he buys a car, then I do something to it? a continue-ation? thanx. and i can like go visit CLC, right? At his place?

I can't tell you what you can and cannot write with interaction and such, but I'd advise that you not do it. As for all the stuff he bought, it's open to you as well as him.

 

Oh, you've been added.

[Termination Terminator]

perfect! thanks!

 

My First Story...

 

Like his fellow gangmate, I have to bring the Triads to the top of the list. I planned to bring the Triads to the top... permanantly. But then, "How?" is the question. Well, I thought, the Triads just have to... get more weapons that could overcome the greatest weapon that the $outh $ide Hoods had. But then, "What weapon? What threat should we use? What?" is the question...

 

I told my bodyguards at the Punk Noodle Factory in Chinatown to guard the place. I also told one of them to go to this secret garage where I keep all my vehicles. The bodyguard arrived, pulled over, got out, and I got in front of the wheel. OK, i thought, I'm going to buy some stuff... so that the Triads rise... rise... rise to THE TOP OF THE LIST!!!

 

I pulled the Patriot foward into the traffic and accelerated to full speed. I sped and dodged traffic while other innocent civilians were honking. I finally pulled out my Uzi, fired once in the air, and the civilians stopped honking.

 

Didn't want to destroy a car and let the LCPD come after me. Not now. Not when I was going to plan the Triad's victory.

 

Yes, the sweet ol' Infernus. The sweet sound of the engine. The sweet responses. The Great... well, infernus.

 

Finally, I arrived. I sat down and picked up a magazine. eww. sex. disgusting. As i was about to put down the magazine, a receptionist beckoned at me. I stood up and walked over.

 

"Hi, my name is Lieutenant Disgrantener. Uhhgh. Please, don't laugh at my name. I don't... Dis-grant... your wishes! Ha-ha!"

 

"Ha-ha. I'm here to look at the Infernus."

 

"The Infernus you say? Well, I've got it parked right back. You're lucky. We only have 3 more. First, you must fill out this form."

 

The Lieutenant gave me a clipboard, a pencil, and a piece of paper.

 

"Fill those blanks in."

 

"OK."

 

"Dang, doesn't your face look familiar? (pauses a while and squints at my face) Say, haven't I seen your... wanted poster... in the... LCPD station?"

 

"Oh, erm, ahem! Uhhh, that's my brother. He was playing this game called... umm... erm... GTA3, and he learned some of those bad stuff. He's a criminal now."

 

"Are you sure?"

 

"Yeah."

 

"Ok, fill it out."

 

I looked at the piece of paper. It said:

Name-________________________________

Gang Affiliation-_______________

Previous Arrests -__________________

Place Of Business -_______________________________

Address -_________________

 

I stared at the paper. Suddenly, in a quick, clean movement, I filled out the page:

 

Name- Johnny Debinet

Gang Affiliation- None

Previous Arrests-(has an erased 1) None

Place of Business- Punk Noodles in Chinatown

Address- 31128 Chinabig Street

 

I gave the Lieutenant the piece of paper. she studied it.

 

"Ok. It looks good. Wait. You have a business in Chinatown?"

 

"Er... yeah."

 

"Better watch out for those Triads. They're a nasty bite."

 

"Er... sure thing. Um, I'll watch out."

 

"Good. Promise me that. The total comes to... uhh... $235."

 

"$235??!!!!"

 

"Yes."

 

Oh, Dang it. I was so interested in buying the INfernus that i forgot about money! I don't have that much!

 

"Umm, excuse me. I... uhh... have to go..."

 

"Wait a second, young man! It says here that your name is Johnny Debinet!"

 

"So?"

 

"So... that was you on that wanted poster!"

 

"No it wasn't!"

 

"Yes it was!! (fiddles with phone) 911? Yes! No... Of course!! No! he's escaping in a yellow Patriot. Liscence plate? uhhhhh... 382JI373. No. Yes. Thanks!"

 

I escaped in my Patriot. Whew! that was a close one! About 1/4 of my way to home, sirens screeched in my ears.

 

"POLICE! THIS IS THE LCPD! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS... Umm, captain. what is it again? come out with your hands what?"

 

"Up, you idiot!"

 

"Oh. POLICE! THIS IS THE LCPD! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS... ERM... UP!"

 

"D*mn!"

 

I reach for my M-16 and blow up the Police cars. Whew. So far, so good.

 

I arrived at Punk Noodles. I told my bodyguard to put the Patriot back in the garage. My highest ranking bodyguard saluted me.

 

"How goes, boss?"

 

"Ummm..."

 

"Where's the Infernus?"

 

"Let's not talk about it now..."

 

To be Continued...

 

That's my first story.

 

OK. Please read. Thanks!

 

P.S. No, I didn't buy anything.

 

~TT

Edited February 21, 2005 by Termination Terminator

[SilentX]

I'm gonna stay.........

Head Radio for the Hoods, can I?

[RearEndCollision]

@Silent - Done, and Done

 

@TT - I'm gonna give you $19 for the story.

 

[Termination Terminator]

@REC:... OK thanks for the money. Gonna eat lunch now. i have a great story in mind right now!

 

 

P.S. Thanks again...

[RearEndCollision]

@REC:... OK thanks for the money. Gonna eat lunch now. i have a great story in mind right now!

 

 

P.S. Thanks again...

FYI, you can do one today TT, since I have your last one listed as yesterday.

[SilentX]

@Silent - Done, and Done

 

@TT - I'm gonna give you $19 for the story.

 

Thanks man.

I also wanna sell the BF Injection and the camera.

[RearEndCollision]

@Silent - Done, and Done

 

@TT - I'm gonna give you $19 for the story.

 

Thanks man.

I also wanna sell the BF Injection and the camera.

I have yet to set up any selling, but I'll get back to you when I do.

[Bossperson17]

If I could, can I have Salvatore's gentlemen's club?

[RearEndCollision]

If I could, can I have Salvatore's gentlemen's club?

Done and Done.

 

Just know I'm gonna watch you since your so new to make sure that you are active enough.

[Termination Terminator]

My second story continued from my first...

 

My Second Story (Continued…)

 

 

“So, ummm, boss, where’s the Infernus?”

“I said I didn’t want to talk about it.”

“So, ummm, boss, what’s new?”

“I’m going to bring the Triads to the top of the list. And to do that, I’m going to call a Triad-Meeting.”

“OK.”

 

My highest ranking bodyguard called my vehicle assistant. The assistant came running over.

 

“Get the boss his car. Go to the garage to bring the… ummm, boss! What car do you want?”

“The Enforcer. The near-bulletproof car. I’m not taking my chances. I can’t risk being shot.”

“OK. Go get the boss’s Enforcer.”

 

The vehicle assistant went running to the garage. I waited for 5 minutes.

 

“Where is that stupid vehicle assistant? It’s been 5 minutes!”

“I don’t know, boss.”

 

Suddenly, the vehicle assistant came running over.

 

“Boss! Boss! Boss! The Enforcer is stolen! I’ve searched the whole garage 5 times! Sir! The Enforcer is stolen!”

 

Dang it, I thought. The Enforcer, the near bulletproof car, our newest car, our newest weapon on wheels. I had a feeling I knew who stole the Enforcer. The $outh $ide Hoods. I needed to get the car back. I really needed to. But then, “How?” is the question.

 

“Vehicle assistant! Go get my BP Patriot. I’m gonna have a wild goose chase.”

“Yes, sir!”

 

The vehicle assistant went to the garage. Thankfully, he arrived in 1 minute with the beautiful, 4-wheel-drive, yellow, and BP Patriot. He got out, handed me the keys, and I got in behind the wheel.

 

I’ve never driven so fast in my whole entire life. It was the first time ever that I didn’t stop for red lights. I just sped right through. I didn’t care about the LCPD anymore. All I cared about was my great Enforcer.

 

Suddenly, a familiar car flashed into my right eye. The stolen Enforcer! I squinted my eyes and tried to look through the Enforcer’s side window. No luck. I couldn’t see the person driving the Enforcer. But I still knew that the driver was a $outh $ide Hoods agent.

 

The Enforcer made a sharp right. It was obvious that the driver had seen me and was trying to escape. I revved the engine and gunned the turn, not making a move to slow down. The Patriot slid onto its side, then it turned upside down. The driver of the Enforcer must have thought that my car was busted, because he slowed down. Beeeeeeeeeeepppp!!!! Another green Patriot crashed into my Patriot and my car began to slide onto its wheels. Whew! Thank goodness. I slammed my foot on the gas and sped forward. It was great that the Patriot was a little faster than the Enforcer. I caught up with the Enforcer and rammed into it. The driver slowed the car to a stop. He got out and tried to make a run for it.

 

Yes… It was a $outh $ide Hoods agent. I got out my Uzi and fired at the agent. He fell to the ground, dead. I got back into my Patriot and parked it in a secure place. Then, I got into the Enforcer. I drove home. I checked if the car’s interior was harmed. No harm was done.

 

I drove to the garage and parked it there. This time, I had rigged the car with an alarm. In order to turn on the car’s engine, you needed to have the key and the car would want a fingerprint scan. If the fingerprint was invalid, the car would start an alarm.

 

In the corner of my eye, I saw a Triad Fish Van leaving. I signaled to it and it pulled over right next to me.

 

“Can you take me to the Red Light District?”

“Sure thing, partner! Hang on!”

 

I had never seen anyone drive so fast. Even I drove slower than that! I gazed at the speedometer. 97 MPH and gaining! Luckily, there was no police chasing us. The driver pulled over at the Red Light District when he saw my busted up Patriot.

 

“There you go, partner!”

“Thanks.”

“No problemo! Any time!”

 

I got out of the car and into the Patriot. I waved at the driver one last time, he waved at me, and left. I started the engine. Ahhhh. The nice V8 Patriot. I started the engine and went home. But wait! I had to plan the meeting!

 

The Triad Fish Factory (or whatever you call it, it’s CLC’s position) came into view. I slammed the Patriot in reverse and onto the dirt road. I honked the horn. A Triad came to the gate. I showed him my Triad ID. He nodded. The gate opened and I pulled the Patriot slowly into the Factory. I got out. I gave everyone a piece of paper concerning the Triad Meeting. They all nodded. I got into my Patriot and left.

 

At the Punk Noodles place in Chinatown, I gave all of my bodyguards and every other Triad I knew the same piece of paper. The all agreed it was about time to have another Triad Meeting.

 

On the day of the meeting, every Triad came. I made my speech.

 

“Who are we??!!!”

“The Triads!”

“Are we going to overcome everyone??!!”

“YES!!!”

“Are we undefeatable?!!”

“YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“Who stands above us on the list??!!”

“The $outh $ide Hoods!”

“We are going to overpower them…”

“YEAH!!!”

“.,.And make them bow down to our knees…”

“YEAH!!!!!!!”

“…And we will make them pay!”

“HOORAY! YEAH!YES!”

 

After the meeting, everyone sprung the plan into action. Riiiiinnnngggg! I answered the phone. It was a fellow Triad.

 

“Hello? Termination Terminator?”

“That’s me.”

“Uhhh, the $outh $ide Hoods are here…”

 

To be continued…

 

No, I didn't buy anything... yet... thanks!

 

~tt

 

[Davo the Assassin]

Edit: Attcually, can i have Francis Int. instead from $$H'S? If not, ill take Pay n' Spray

Edited February 21, 2005 by Davo the Assassin

[RearEndCollision]

@TT - Good show, I'm gonna give you $22.

 

@Davo - It's yours mate.

 

 

Attention:

If anyone brings another person to do this they will gain $5 dollars for their gang. If you bring more, then more money will be given.

Edited February 21, 2005 by RearEndCollision

[Termination Terminator]

Thanks, REC. Continued story coming up... I have to go shoping with my family. thanks!

 

~TT

[# ###########]

IM JOINING THE TRIADS

Cause I'm asian.

 

Some idiot Chunky told me to.

Edited February 21, 2005 by # ###########

[Chunky Lee Chong]

IM JOINING THE TRIADS

Cause I'm asian.

 

Some idiot Chunky told me to.

Five bucks for the Triads!

 

I'll post a story tommorow.

[RearEndCollision]

 

IM JOINING THE TRIADS

Cause I'm asian.

 

Some idiot Chunky told me to.

What position would you like?

 

Oh, and the Triads are now off-limits until some more people join other gangs.

[# ###########]

IM JOINING THE TRIADS

Cause I'm asian.

 

Some idiot Chunky told me to.

What position would you like?

 

Oh, and the Triads are now off-limits until some more people join other gangs.

I would like to be the fall guy please. Blame it all on me.

[RearEndCollision]

I would like to be the fall guy please. Blame it all on me.

If you could make sense that would be great.

[Chunky Lee Chong]

IM JOINING THE TRIADS

Cause I'm asian.

 

Some idiot Chunky told me to.

What position would you like?

 

Oh, and the Triads are now off-limits until some more people join other gangs.

Good.

 

In version1, everybody was in the South Side Hoods, and the rest of the gangs had like one or two people each.

 

Triads win.

[DarkGTA]

Day 1 - Marco's Bistro

 

After I spent 2 years in San Andreas, I decided to go to Liberty City. I got on the Shamal and they took off. I landed at Francis International Airport. I took a mafia sentinel to Portland. It pulled in the driveway and went in. It was very quiet and I had 1 customer come in.

 

 

"This is the grand opening?" -Customer#1

"Yep"-Me

 

He told me what he wanted and gave me too many off-topic details. I started to tell him to not tell me too much details, but he ignored me. I cooked his food and served it. I went in the back and started making the other things. I baked steaks, Hamburgers and other things that customers would like. I came back and saw the guy was gone. I went outside to see where he was, but he was no where. I drove around liberty city and he was nowhere. I went back to the bistro to get his food. He didn't eat any of it. I dumped it in the trash and put the tray in the back. I got a call from Salvatore. He told me to meet him across the Bistro. I met him and talked to him. He said that he's been robbed by some guy who dissapears every 2 minutes.

 

"Two minutes?"

"Yes. He had a black suit on."

"This guy came inside my shop"

"Then, he must be around China Town, his home base."

 

Salvatore went back to his place and I searched him in china town. I saw a few snowflakes, but that was it.

 

I almost fell through some unsolid grounds and saw a few blurry things. I'm starting to think he escaped LC. I went back to the bistro and called the mafia. I called 5 mafia men to search for this missing man. They searched around LC and found some evidence! They called me and told me to come look. It was a gun with 5 rounds of bullets. I picked it up and took it to my Mafia Sentinel. A mafia guy found the man in a car driving to SA. I followed him and he fell in unsolid ground. I pulled my car to the edge and he was already gone. I went back to the bistro and got my backpack. I found the guys evidence and pulled it out. I got something to eat while I examed it. Then, a customer came in and asked for a Number 2 which was the Bistro burger. He sat down and he had a big problem. He told me that the guy's name was Jack Wilsonn.

 

 

To be continued......

 

 

Next - Day 2

[RearEndCollision]

DarkGTA, you earned $9 dollars for your gang.

[# ###########]

Fall guy = Person you blame all your blunders on.

[Termination Terminator]

Hello!!!!!???? You're supposed to choose a gang (which you already did, you chose Triads) and a Position. Like I chose Punk NOodles, CLC chose The Fish Factory, and you have to choose one too! It's on the first post that REC made.

 

n00b.

[RearEndCollision]

Fall guy = Person you blame all your blunders on.

I know what you ment, it's just not what you're supposted to.

 

CLC, why did you bring me a moron?

[Termination Terminator]

@# ###########:.. Moron...

 

@REC:.. So, we can only post one report a day right?

 

~TT

[Chunky Lee Chong]

Building An Army

 

I'm sitting around, waiting for some calls to come in about my S.W.A.T. team. Sitting around watching the tube, I get a call and I answer it.

 

'Hello?'

'Hi. Yes. This is Ran Fa Li.'

'What can I do for you, Ran?'

'I saw your advertisement, heard you were building a small army.'

'Indeed I am, are you interested?'

'Yes. Why, yes I am.'

'Are you experienced?'

'Yes. Me and my comrades.

'How many of you are there?'

'Six.'

'That would be perfect.'

'When can we start?'

'Immediately. Come to the fish factory as soon as possible.'

'Will be there within the hour.'

 

So, as the hour approached, I decided to take some fresh air before they got here. An hour went by, and they hadn't come. Two hours.

 

Then, eventually they came in a small Rumpo, it was beat up and trashed. A man got out and walked towards me.

 

'Mr. Chong?'

'Yes, and you must be Ran. Pleasure to meet you.'

'The pleasure is all mine. Sorry we're late, the van broke down.'

'Oh, that won't be a problem. As a part of the gang, you'll be dealing with top shape stuff.'

'What a relief. Can we see what we'll be using?'

'Yes, if you will all just follow me around back.'

 

As we made our way to the back of the factory, I heard a few 'oh's' coming from the guys. These were 'oh's' of astonishment.

 

'Right, well here you go. A 2001 Enforcer, fully loaded. In the back are MP5's and Tear Gas. I believe that's all you need. Any questions?'

'Yes, when do we start killing people?', asked a young man from the back.

'Today, actually. I have a test for you.'

'Good, I like tests.'

'You'll love this one. The Diablos are having a lowrider car show and contest. Well, we're going to infiltrate and kill all Diablos and any pedestrians. You'll have thirty seconds to appear, kill, and disappear, so be efficient. I'll be parked on the side watching, and I'll be timing. See you at Harwood at 4:00 PM. I'll be waiting for a show.'

 

As I walked away, they huddled and got everything worked out. I got into my Patriot, and cruised on over to Harwood and parked in the bushes away from the apartments.

 

It's 3:59 PM. I get a call.

 

'We're coming in.'

 

Seconds later I see the Enforcer dash down the straight away, slam on the brakes, and do a 90 degree turn. Five men unload, with the driver staying inside. They throw Tear Gas in all directions, and start shooting at all pedestrians. Shoot to kill, just like a S.W.A.T. member. I watched as figures fell to their knees as the clock was ticking. With five seconds left on their clock, they loaded back into their Enforcer and were back on their way to the factory.

 

After the gas cleared, I realized what an efficient job they had done. Not a single life was spared. In the thirty seconds, a team of five managed to take out roughly sixty pedestrians. Good numbers.

 

I started the Patriot, and made my way back to the factory.

 

When I arrived at the factory, I parked at the back of the factory and met the team. I got out, and congratulated them.

 

'The driver, good driving. The team, great shooting. I'd have to say around sixty people. Sadly enough, you're not good enough to be a part of the Triads, sorry. So, if you could return my weapons and get off my property before I kill you, that would be great.'

'Are you f*cking kidding me?', asked one.

'Yea. Welcome aboard!'

 

There was celebration among the seven of us. I knew this would turn out good. I decided to call a meeting. We all gathered inside.

 

'As you all know, I've just found a S.W.A.T. team. Five men, one driver, sixty kills, thirty seconds. Give them a round of applause.'

*applause*

'Secondly, I'd like to welcome Terminator and # to the team. If anything goes wrong, just blame it on #. And that's it. Get back to work.'

 

After the meeting ended, Terminator came up to me.

 

'You think we're ready to take on the Hoods?'

'Not yet, but we're getting there.'

'What's next?'

'I have no idea. We have to take it one day at a time.'

 

/end.

[RearEndCollision]

Good show Chunky, I love the detail. Another $29 bucks for that effort. Also, since # didn't tell me his position, you get to choose it.

 

@TT - Yeah, it's one per day.