Build Up Your Gang Remix

[sean "sweet" johnson]

can i join?

i will be Varios Los Aztecas in the low rider meet.

thx in advance

[SloStenRacing]

can i join?

i will be Varios Los Aztecas in the low rider meet.

thx in advance

Added along with the assets.

[Lochie_old]

*Wipes a tear away from eye* The Hatians are so nice, BTW, do the whole entire gang have to share the money, cuz I wanna buy some assets!

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A new day

*I have just woken up, tired from the recent day I jump into my Mafia Sentinal and head over to the Bistro*

Toni: Morning Rickie, I see you are tired, want a pot of coffee?

Me: No thanks, Im just here to check up on the place, how much money are we making from this place a day? $3000? $4000?

Toni: No, not even close. The Triads control the resturant buisness, we are making $100 dollars profit, thats a lucky start for you, considering the previous owner could only amount to $10

Me: How do the Triads own it? I thought they did fish?

Toni: And noodles, they are pretty good I gotta admit

Me: What the hell? This buisness is about to go down the drain, and you can only thing about noodles?

Toni: No, Im seeing what your gonna do!

Me: Taking care of buisness

*Cutscene, I jump into my car and drive into China Town*

Me: Jesus christ, how many noodle stands do they need?

Bum: Money please?

Me: No, Im busy

Bum: I can tell you something about the triadssss

*I pull out a $50 note*

Me: Start talking

Bum: Well, the noodle stands are their way of saying, "We make better money then you stupid Mafia pricks" But I remember one was shut down because of a drive-by or something, Cops said it was to dangerous. Wheres my $50

*I chuck him a $20*

Bum: This is a $20! You said $50!

Me: You'll get the other $30 later, once I see this is true

*I walk across the street and pull out my .45*

Me: Eat noodles somewhere else motherf*ckers

*I fire my gun off, all the civillians start running everywhere, my phone goes off*

Me: Hello?

Toni: Rickie, nice move, my friend would like the rest of his $30. We should be getting more money now, go get some rest, you earned it.

*Phone goes dead, I get into my car and drive home*

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Done,

~P

[ThugLife™]

Can someone remind me, what is Whetstone 24-7? Just a liquor store or a bar?

[9jkearse3]

Phusion i dont think you understand...that kind of stroy wont get graded by sloSten there is no depth put more thaught into it...im not trying to discourage you i can see you are trying i just KNOW you can do better

 

 

@thug life...im pretty sure its a convient stor(like a 7-11)you know those pointless ones R* put it that all you can do is play video games or buy a soda

[Lochie_old]

Well the f*ck can I write when the rules make no f*cking sense what so ever to me! I can't do any f*cking better because I usually get turned down to $5, you probably never get marked down to $5 f*cking bucks, Last f*cking try for me.

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I ran, Well I was running but I was tripped, thats all I could of possibly remembered because after that I was knocked out. You see its impossible trying to run a simple resturant when everyone is in your way, thats why I was running. I was sick of all this sh*t that was happening, first my family were dead, then my old job in Vice City got taken down after a drive-by, and now I am trying to run a resturant when I don't even know what the hell is happening. I could tell that I was in a car right now, It looked like my car but there was no coffee stain.

"Hes awake" A voice said, if I could see this guys face I could bet it was Toni,

"The poor kid has had a tough life, no wonder he collapsed!" the other voice said,

"Yeah, I suppose Frankie, I suppose..." Toni said, I passed out again.

 

The next time I woke up I was now in a bed, I looked around. It was my apartment,

"How the...?" I managed to gurgle out, Toni came into the room, he chucked me an orange,

"Water of coffee kid?" he asked,

"Water, what happened?" I asked him,

"You were running from something, yelling out "Hatians everywhere" when we caught up to you, you had collapsed" he replied,

"But I was tripped!" I yelled,

"No, you just collapsed" he said smoothly, there was no point arguing, I wasn't in the state. I started peeling the orange,

"I'll be back with the water" He said.

 

Several minutes later he came back with not just water, but pasta, pizza and a coke to,

"Thanks Toni, how can I repay you?" I said,

"By getting better, you rest it up here for awhile, I'll take care of the Bistro"

He passed me a hammer,

"Whats this for?" I asked,

"The mafia prefer hammers to baseball bats, keep this in your glovebox at all times, Im gone"

He walked out of the room.

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End.

~P

[9jkearse3]

Well the f*ck can I write when the rules make no f*cking sense what so ever to me! I can't do any f*cking better because I usually get turned down to $5, you probably never get marked down to $5 f*cking bucks, Last f*cking try for me.

 

wow look at the mouth on this one....some vocabulary you got there buddy....how do the rules make no sense they are very clear if you are getting like $5 for a story that means you clearly didnt try. and the word f*ck isnt a preriod you dont have to use it after every sentence

[SloStenRacing]

Well the f*ck can I write when the rules make no f*cking sense what so ever to me! I can't do any f*cking better because I usually get turned down to $5, you probably never get marked down to $5 f*cking bucks, Last f*cking try for me.

Thanks for trying I will remove you ASAP. When you have come up with a complete train of thought and have decided to actually write a story worth more than $5 then I will add you again. Until then quit "spamming" my topic with your "he only gives me $5 for my plays" BS.

 

Happy B-day to our very own daniel_law who I haven't seen here in BUYG for a minute

Edited April 22, 2005 by SloStenRacing

[Dan_1983]

Thanks SloSten.

 

My new story will be up soon,But until then im gonna enjoy my birthday and go away for weekend.

[9jkearse3]

Thanks SloSten.

 

My new story will be up soon,But until then im gonna enjoy my birthday and go away for weekend.

Happy Birthday man...have a good one

[evgun]

none of my stories have been updated varios los aztecas ceaser house

 

[Dan_1983]

Thanks SloSten.

 

My new story will be up soon,But until then im gonna enjoy my birthday and go away for weekend.

Happy Birthday man...have a good one

Thanks kearse.

[Arthazzz]

Can i join? Gimme Starfish Island Mansion k?

Il start posting stories when il finish my gta game competition...

[Officer Pulaski]

this is my new story, its not too bad

but may be a little short

 

Part 2: A New Beginning

 

Pepe made some phone calls, there were currently only 10 men in the Cafe. Within an hour there were 15 more people that came into the Cafe.

"These 25 men are all we have all over Vice," said Pepe.

"We're gonna need more, man" I said.

"Yeah, I'll see if I can do something about that," he said, "you organize Umberto's funeral."

 

I organized a "funeral" for him and the rest of the dead Cubans, and Haitians. I took one guy with me named Rodrigo. The rest of the men guarded the block that Cafe Robino was on. Five guys guarded to the street just East of the Cafe, another five went to the street farther East of the Cafe, five guys guarded the street Southeast, four guys guarded the alleyway in front of the Cafe, and the last five guarded the street that led down to Sunshine Auto's, incase of another attack and any police activity. Me and Rodrigo got into one of the Voodoo's that had been blocking the road I came by. I got in and drove North, toward Little Haiti. I got to Cafe Robino and went through the alleyway. We continued down the road and took the first left. We kept our heads as low as possible so nobody would shoot at us, and put kept the radio off Espantoso. We took the next left and went into the Junkyard and stole a TrashMaster that was there.

 

Just as I drove out of the Junkyard three Haitians spotted us, they started shooting us with Colt .45's, so I floored it. I took a right nearly flipping the TrashMaster in the process. Then a Voodoo hit me in the behind and I saw another one coming from the front. As it came toward me I took a quick right, and the two Voodoo's smashed right into eachother, the front ends were smashed in. I drove down the street as fast as I could and went through the alleyway.

 

While I was gone, the bodies had been carry to the Cafe. Rodrigo and I got out and started loading up all the bodies, some other guys around us helped. There were countless bodies and it took over half an hour. It was about four o'clock now. We got back in and drove down the road that Sunshine Auto's is on, going South. We made it to the intersection, when two Voodoos camefrom our left. I floored it again, and they were beside eachother smashing into the back of the TrashMaster. I took a sudden stop and they both smashed into the back of the Trashmaster. We turned right to an open gate that led to a large open area. I drove down to the waters edge, and bailed out, the TrashMaster went flying into the water. Rodrigo and I walked back to the Cafe.

 

On our way back, we spotted the four Haitians that had attacked us walking down the road. We took the pre-emptive and shot two of them in their backs. The other two whipped around and shot Rodrigo in the chest. I shot one in the chest and one in the head. I looked over Rodrigo, there was no hope for him. I walked the rest of the way back to the Cafe. When I got in, Pepe cme up to me and said, "I know where to get two-hundred more men."

 

To Be Continued

 

The Beginning is almost over my next story is when I get more guys in the gang.

[SloStenRacing]

OP- That was short, but since it was a setup $18

 

Arthazzz - Added

 

Evgun - Which stories are these you speak of? I tried to go back and find all those that weren't graded by kearse.

[deadlash]

It's a horrible story considering all the time I spent making it, but what the hell. Oh, and since I haven't posted a story here in a while I've decided to post my part one just as a review.

 

The Four Dragons Casino

Part 1: From one sh*t hole to the next

 

Plane heading for Las Venturas, 17:00 December 13, 1993

 

I left Francis International Airport after 10 years of service at Belly Up Fish Factory. It saddened me to see Liberty City disappear from my view inside Triad Airways flight 69. So much more could have been done. I worked at the fish factory as the assistant manager, but it had not come easy. 5 long years I did my rounds delivering a truck full of fish to its destination. No one ever survived that long. The Leone Family Mafia had a habit of disrupting business. Under my leadership the Triads at the fish factory learned to fight back against mafia and other narcotics gangs. Now I sat in a Triad private jet heading to Las Venturas.

 

I looked through the plane’s window. A city came into view, normal buildings with nothing special about them or anything around them. There was a large serious looking man in a tuxedo sitting next to me, “Is this really the marvelous city I was told about?” I asked him.

 

“The Strip is the main attraction, dead in the center of Las Venturas,” He explained in a strong deep voice, what you would expect from a man of his size. I nodded politely. I could now see the beautiful casinos along The Strip and an airport in the distance. “I’m sorry for not properly introducing myself, Ryan Wang,” he reached out his hand. I shook it gently, but Ryan’s powerful grip caused me to strengthen mine.

 

“Dao Lee Fu. You may call me Lee,”

 

“Are you the new owner of The Four Dragons casino?” he questioned me.

 

“Yes. May I ask how you knew?” I asked with caution. Only high ranking Triads Knew I was the future owner, he could be working undercover for the Leone family. My palms began to sweat.

 

“Don’t be alarmed, I’m your new security officer. I’ve heard many stories of how you rose to the top of the Triads in only a few short years. Working with… for you will be a pleasure,” he replied in a trustworthy sort of way.

 

“I wish it felt like a few short years, delivering fish in that death trap was almost suicide,” I sighed, “However it proved to have a good end result,” my record proved that.

 

The plane made a touch down on Las Venturas Airport runway 69. I was escorted off the jet and put into a small bus, which brought me to the terminal. My suitcase was sent directly to the casino, since it contained illegal items. I went through security rather slowly. The metal detector hit my skin, penetrating its very fabric.

 

“Your clear,” A guard told me after stamping my passport from behind a glass wall. I opened a wooden door and entered the lobby, a Triad waited patiently on a sofa. He then stood, glancing at what appeared to be a photo. He approached me, “Mr. Fu?” he asked.

 

“Yes, you are?”

 

“Chang Young. Now straight to business. Our leader Woozie has recently passed away. Seeing as how you took leadership so well in Liberty, we want you to sign ownership for The Four Dragons Casino,” he took a breath, “So?”

 

“I was told this before I came!” the triad looked disappointed at what I had said, it was obvious that all he wanted was an answer, “Yes, yes I’ve decided to claim ownership in respect of the Triad,” I replied with a short temper. Liberty City was my home, the place I made a name for myself. Soon they would all forget me in Liberty and the mafia would kill me here, like they did Wu Zi Mu.

 

“Mr. Fu, please if you’d rather return to Liberty City-,”

 

I interrupted, “No. I’m just tired from the flight, sorry for acting shamefully,” I lied.

 

“Don’t worry, I’ll bring you to your private suite at the casino,” with that we left.

 

The taxi turned off of the Julius Thru Way onto The Strip. The Four Dragons Casino lay to the right, the taxi turned again to the casino’s parking. We got out and entered through a large garage.

 

 

Emerald Isle Hotel, two days earlier

 

A brutally tortured Chinese man hung by chains attached to his arms. He was in a cold filthy room with only one steel door, some bones and hay on the ground, and a weapon’s rack. Two Irish men had a discussion from the other side of the door.

 

“Do we keep him alive, Conner?” a sinister looking man asked his partner in crime.

 

“Only until his Triad friends come peeping around. Then we’ll give them an offer they can’t refuse,” Conner laughed like a beast not of this world, his facial features matched it. Both men were like pure evil, like real mafia soldiers.

 

“Are you sure it’s worth it? The Triads could destroy us,”

 

“No, we’re ready for them now,” Conner and his friend went inside the room where the tortured man was held. They took a screwdriver and meat cleaver, “Ready, baby,” he said to the Chinese man. Screams were heard from within the room.

 

Conner stood smoking a cigarette in front of the Emerald Isle Hotel, and then his phone rang, “Who is this?” he asked into the receiver.

 

“Salvatore. Do you have the man I want?”

 

“Yeah, but I was thinking-,”

 

“Do I pay you to think? Do I f*cken give your organization a share in Caligula’s to think? No! Now hand him over!” Salvatore said in a harsh voice.

 

“Yes, right away mister Leone,” he hung up utterly dissatisfied. Blood rushed through his veins. He was pissed Salvatore had control over him. However if he got that share the O’Brien Boys would never again have problems from the Leone Family Mafia. The Triads were a different story. If he got the share the O’Brien Boys would be hunted down constantly, the Leone’s wouldn’t give two sh*ts. It was in his feeble hands.

 

 

Four Dragons Casino

 

After observing the casino floor I made my way up to the private suite. My key perfectly penetrated the lock and I slipped inside while shutting the door behind me. Pulling out a pocketknife I rolled forward through the living room into a small bedroom. I swung my knife around inspecting the dark room. No mafia hit men in sight, “Damn I’m getting paranoid,” I said to myself. My suitcase lay on the twin size bed with dragon sheets. I opened it to reveal the contents inside; a black suit, two pairs of leather pants, Colt .45, Brass Knuckles, Belly Up fish can, and a letter entitled welcome to Las Venturas. The letter was meant for me to read when I arrive. I picked it up. It read:

 

Good afternoon, Mr. Dao Lee Fu. I hope you enjoy your stay here at The Four Dragons. To claim full ownership of the casino we first must secure your place within the Red Gecko Tong. Until you prove your full loyalty towards us you are only considered a foot soldier. Assignments can be collected from the management suite to prove your worth.

 

From the four Dragon’s dedicated staff,

 

After reading I realized it was going to be 10 years ago all over again.

 

 

 

The Four Dragons Casino

Part 2: Live and Let Die

 

The Four Dragons Casino, 8:00, January 30 1994

 

I sat on a chair at a long red wooden table. The opening meeting was finally underway in the casino conference room. The elegantly decorated room was filled with staff and head members of the Red Gecko Tong taking their seat at the table; they couldn’t be more unorganized at doing this. Pushing and knocking one another like a seat at the table meant life or death. Ra Fa Li- leader of the Red Gecko Tong -sat with his generals on one side of the table while the staff and myself sat on the other. A slim man to the right of Li spoke in a commanding voice, “Take your seats, Mr. Ra Fa Li is getting impatient,”

 

“Ugh,” grunted the prune-faced warlord. He obviously meant that he agreed.

 

The slim man got up, then bent over the table and greeted me with a respectful bow. I stood up and did the same; we sat back in our seats.

 

“Good morning Mr. Fu, how are you today?” asked the slim man.

 

“Still tired, my flight from Fierro suffered from constant turbulence, yourself?”

 

“Annoyed. The incompetence in this room is unacceptable. You mustn’t blame them though,” he frowned at me, “You’ve been absent for over a month,”

 

“I’m sorry about that, but we agreed that taking out Del Carrington would save the casino from an obvious downfall, ” I was correct in saying this, Del had sent his men in on several occasions, some proved deadly.

 

“Anyway, thank you for coming,” he directed his speech to all members, the Del remark had worked on him and the rest of the room as he no longer felt hostility toward me. The slim man continued speaking, “With our new owner settling in, again, and record casino profits everything seems to be going in the right direction, however…Caligula’s casino is a growing problem,” he sighed, “They’ll soon no longer be bankrupt and their business will once again threaten us!” the expression on his face clearly showed anger. Everyone in the meeting room turned to me including the speaker, “Any Ideas how to finish the mafia’s business once and for all?” he asked, “I know we can count on you, Mr. Fu,”

 

I tilted my chair and rubbed my smoothly shaved chin, Ra Fa Li’s discouraged glare was on me. I made up an idea in less then a second for the sake of my place among the Red Gecko, “Perhaps, but it’ll take time,” I answered.

 

*****

 

The O’Brien Boys appeared for the first time in Las Venturas in 1975, when Patrick O’Brien opened the Emerald Isle to expend his hotel chain. The fabulous hotel located at the north end of the strip was the most safe non-mafia influential joint in town…to the public. On the inside Patrick’s brother, Conner, ran an Irish based mob involved in weapons and drug dealings. Patrick’s only job was to act like he was the owner of a legitimate establishment. Their only problem was they were losing customers to the superior Italian mob, who operated from Caligula’s Palace. For 17 years no one outside the Boys knew about their existence, until Conner made a brilliant plan to finish the Italian mafia in Las Venturas forever.

 

Conner leaned back on his leather recliner sipping his rather expensive 1910 red wine. He looked through a large glass wall facing the strip. He didn’t have a care in the world: his daughter was getting married to the man taking over the “business”, he was retiring, and The Leone mafia was going to be screwed in a couple of days. The best part was no one could stop him from achieving his ultimate goal… complete domination of the strip and Las Venturas.

 

As he continued to think of his good fortune a well dressed Italian man step right into his glamorous office room. O’Brien spun around the recliner and spoke to the smiling Italian, “Mr. Leone, top of the morning to ya,”

 

Salvatore’s facial expression changed, from joyful to bloody outraged as he began his onslaught on Conner, “You bastard!” a fire burned in Salvatore’s eyes like all hell about to break lose, “I never should have trusted your idiot people to help the Leone Family! All you had to do was deliver the hostage, share your profits for a short time and the O’Brien Boys would’ve been maid in this town,” he paused and raised his finger at O’Brien, “Forget about Caligula’s, your dead,”

 

He raised his Desert Eagle at Conner who didn’t make a single movement… just a smile. Salvatore pulled the trigger only for his gun and bullet to be redirected past the now laughing Irishman and into the glass wall, shattering it almost completely. The Don was down on his stomach unconscious; an elbow to the back by a rather large police officer had taken him down and stopped the hit on O’Brien. The officer then got on his knees, through cuffs onto Salvatore’s hands, and brought him to his feet.

 

“Do want me to kill him right here, we found a Leone on another building planning to sniper you,” said the policeman to O’Brien struggling to keep Salvatore up.

 

O’Brien smacked the man’s head when he heard about the sniper, “THINK, O’Hara. We have a totally unprotected mafia Don in front of us now; you think I would waste this opportunity?”

 

“No sir, but-

 

“Take him to the interrogation room!”

 

With that O’Hara left dragging Salvatore with him. O’Brien looked at the shattered glass wall. f*ck, he thought.

 

*****

 

Blood covered the bullet-punctured walls. Caligula’s casino’s basement had become a cemetery overnight. Leone Family soldiers lay dead everywhere, in the main offices, the storage rooms, and even the vaults. This was the aftermath of a brutal shooting by the O’Brien Boys. The casino was now theirs for the taking. Salvatore Leone had foolishly walked into their hands and his gang was obliterated by the O’Brien’s superior manpower. The only thing left standing in the O’Brien’s way was two powerful forces: The Sindacco’s and Triad.

 

 

 

[deadlash]

Double post.

[sean "sweet" johnson]

the introduction (and introduction to a story).

 

My name is Juan Cino but everyone calls me low-sho because I run the low rider meet in unity station, los santos. This is right after the riots. This meet has been getting more and more people joining in and this is a good thing because that means that more and more will join the Various Los Aztecas. the Aztecas is my gang 4 life and just got promoted to a OG along side Cesar and another man.

 

I was going home when a couple Aztecas came up to my car and said cesar needed help. They told me to meet under the mullholland intersection as he will be there. I drove there and saw Cesar breathing heavily.

 

"Yo, Cesar, are you okay?"

"Am I okay? Am I okay? Does it F*cking look like im okay? It's Kendl man, she was captured by some west side vagos!"

"Holy sh*t man, west side Vagos? I thought CJ took them out?"

"No man they come from across the Gant bridge, in Bayside. They run a couple small buissnesses there and i want you to take them out!

"Why not you?"

"Dude if i did, all of Bayside would be taken out, including Kendl! So just kill all of those dickheads and return Kendl to me safely, OK bro?"

"yeah ok man i'll do that for you."

 

So i got my homie Spaz, loaded my .45's, grabbed my mac and m16, and went to bayside.

 

i know its short but the actual story will be bigger.

[Oblivionz]

Grove Street Families

 

 

 

Four Dragons Casino

 

 

 

As i was driving back in the borrowed GreenWood from a homie i decided to stop at a Burger Shot for a quick bite to eat, since it's been about 2 days since i've eaten. I was sitting there eating when my cell rang, a mysterious voice quickly spoke "I got who you most want to live, meet me at Ocean Docks at Midnight or it will die." I checked my watch, it was 7. I wondered what i'd do in the meantime. Drive around? Sit here? I quickly remembered and yelled to the waiter "Eh, can i get a menu over here please!?" No response. I got up and went around back, blood was under the door. "Oh sh*t!" The waiter and the store owner were there, both with bullet holes through their head. I ran outside and popped the trunk of my greenwood and pulled out a tec-9, i hopped into the car without even closing the trunk and started the car, but it kept on stalling. I turned the key and turned it. "sh*t, sh*t sh*t!" i yelled at it. Kicking the car. "GOD DAMNIT!" The engine blew up. I got outta the car and started walking back to Ganton. Yelling at people in my path. "God this is a long way." i thought to myself. I looked at every car that passed, i was walking and seen a car. 4 people in it, 2 Ballas and 2 Vagos. "OH sh*t!" i thought to myself "BALLAS AND VAGOS!" I started running at the car, the brakes squealed and they all hopped out. Rugers and Macs in their hands. I held up my Tec-9 and fired, just squeezing the trigger aiming in their direction. After a while i ran outta aim and opened my eyes "Oh sh*t, they're all dead!" I ran up to the bodies, but heard sirens in the distance. I dropped my Tec-9 and started running like hell, getting back to Ganton as fast as i can. I turned as down random alleyways, wishing i had my Tec with me. Going in circles, eventually i got lost, wondering where i was. "Aww sh*t, i wish i woulda got to know this town a bit." I ended up just walking around, to see if i could find anything familiar. As i passed everyone looked at me. I wondered who's territory this was, Vagos? Ballas? Eventually i seen something i recognized. I went into a full paced run, finally passing the Burger Shot i was at earlier. I remembered the Phone Call suddenly and checked my watch. It was now 11, "Oh sh*t." I finally made it back to Ganton and grabbed a homie's car, and floored it to Ocean Docks. I got out, and looked around. Last thing i knew, i had a major headache.

 

 

 

 

Unknown area.

 

 

I woke up tied to a chair, CJ in one next to me. I yelled "SO THIS IS WHO YOU TOOK, CJ!" A heard a laugh, and then footsteps. And then the same, strange voice spoke "Who else do you think i could take after i got out, f*cking you?" I yelled at him "Where the hell did you get my damn number!" "CJ, of course.", he replied. "Who are you, this is my last question!" He slapped me across the face "I'M ASKING THE f*ckING QUESTIONS HERE GOD DAMNIT, NOW WHERE THE f*ck IS SALVATORE!" I spat onto his shoe "Why should i tell you." He kicked me in the sweet spot. "Aww damn! That hurt motherf*cker!" If you lead me to Salvatore i'll let you and CJ both go. "f*ck you..... Bitch." He slapped me one more time, and untied me. He threw me against the wall and put a knife to my throat. "If you don't f*cking tell me i'll slit your god damn throat." "I dare you, but i bet you don't have the guts. If you do, you'll never know where Salvatore is." "CJ here will tell me." CJ yelled "f*ck I WILL, BITCH!" He pulled out a pistol and shot CJ in the arm. He then dropped me and walked up to CJ and punched him square in the nose. CJ immediately went unconscious. "I'll let you go, but meet me back here tomorrow or CJ dies." "If you kill CJ i kill Salvatore." I walked out of the door and yelled "Oh sh*t! He's in a god damn hotel!" I walked down the street to the Four Dragons and ran in, checking if any of the homies were there at all. None, god damnit i yelled. And ran out. I ended up walking back to Ganton.

 

 

 

 

Ganton Area.

 

 

 

I walked into CJs house, knowing he wasn't there i walked downstairs to see if Leone was still there. "OH sh*t! WHERE THE HELL DID HE GO! I heard footsteps behind me, just as a knife was about to go into the back of my neck i grabbed a hand and checked "SALVATORE!, how the f*ck did you get out!" He dropped the knife and i let him go. "CJ let me go.." I kicked him in the shin "Why the f*ck would CJ let you go." He mocked me "Why the f*ck would CJ let you go. BECAUSE WE'RE f*ckING FRIENDS YOU IDIOT!" "Friend, yeah god damn right. Now you go tell your god damn friend in the Caligula's casino suite to let CJ the f*ck go!" He tried to punch me in the neck, i ducked just in time, and let out one damn blow to his jaw. I swear that crack could of woke the dead. Next thing i saw was him flying onto the ground, then blood was all on the ground. "Oh sh*t! I cracked his god damn skull open!" I didn't give a sh*t, he can die for all i care. Now all i needed was a plan to rescue CJ.......

[SloStenRacing]

Deadlash - $39 decent story, try less dialogue next time around

 

sean "sweet" johnson - $5 I refuse to give less than that for a "story" since yours was pretty much all dialogue you will get the minimum .... can't wait for the story

 

Oblivionz - $22 Alot of dialgoue and you need to use spaces to make it easier to read.

[Lochie_old]

Sorry 'bout the anger probelms but the rules are too hard for me. And yes I can say other things but f*ck but meh, you try saying something that fits the mood.

[SloStenRacing]

Sorry 'bout the anger probelms but the rules are too hard for me. And yes I can say other things but f*ck but meh, you try saying something that fits the mood.

Dude look at Deadlash's story on the last page. Follow that guideline and read the rules and you should have no problems.

[Tril]

Can I join?

Here is my Info:

 

Gang:Balla

Property:Idlewood Crack Den

 

 

(THE FOLLOWING HAS BEEN TOTALLY REWRITEN!)

 

Story:Tril's First Story:"All In Unity"

 

"'Tril' ya got a piece?", 'Jer' asked me.

"Yea,Homie I got me a piece."I said,lifting up my shirt a little to

show'em my Silenced 9mm.After re-concealing my gun I asked'em,

"Where's da shipment at?" He quickly responded,"Unity Station..."

"Yo,ain't that Vagos hood?" "Uhhh,yea..." He said as we was

walkin' over to my Black&Purple Majestic.As I switched into reverse

and began to exit the driveway of my 'den' he asked me,"Do you

got another gun for me to use?" I looked at the floor and picked

up a Sawn-Off Shotgun and handed it to'em.

I pulled my car up to the parking lot of Unity Station and we got

out just as the train was arriving.That's when we saw some Vagos

jump onto the back of our Freighter.I started to duck walk over to

the train as quietly as I could and looked back at Jer he flashed

me a sign I thought he wanted me to attack.So I raised my gun

and began to aim at one of'em and shot.Immediately I knew I

f*cked up.They all turned around and began firing at us.I jumped

onto the train and hide behind a steal crate.Then I heard,"Who

the f*ck told yo ass to f*ckin shoot!" and all of the sudden the

Freighter started to move.

They were all firing at me I slowly came to my knees and aimed

over the crate.I saw one of'em trying to shooting at me.BANG!

I fired and saw the his ass flip over and fly off the train.Suddenly

my cellphone began to ring ,"Yo,I'm gonna try 'n get this thing back

to Idlewood." as he said that I saw a Vago fly out of the front of

the train.I replied back to'em ,"Dude,hurry the f*ck up if ya gonna

do this sh*t." "A'ight we gonna get back to da hood in a couple of

minutes I'm gonna phone the homies to get'em rounded up incase

we need backup when we get there,peace out." I hung up my

phone and got back to shooting.I was picking them off one by one

but it was taking to long and I kept missing.Luckily we got back to

Idlewood and the homies were firing their Rugger's at the bitches.

Then all of the sudden I flipped over onto my back.I didn't know

what the hell had happened until a few seconds later when I

relized the train had stopped.I jumped to my feet and saw that the

Vagos were still down and I shouted,"GUN'EM!!!" bullets came from

all directions toward them.

Not soon after we ordered the homies to take the supply of crack

off the train and bring it back to my Crack House across the track.

Took'em only 15minutes to unload.We all heard sirens in the distance.

We all were thinkin' the same thing...RUN! they all scattered but

Jer was like ,"We can't leave dis sh*t right here!We gotta get it

the f*ck outta here!"He jumped into the train and began to get the

damn thing moving again.The cops tried to get catch the us but the

train was movin' way to fast for'em.We were almost home free.But

we soon realized we were going to fast and the train was de-railing

I yelled ,"BAIL OUT!". I closed my eyes and jumped out the window

and all I heard was the loud screeching noise of the Frieghter

comin' away from the tracks.Then I opened my eyes and saw the

train sliding down the hill.I said,"That was a close one man." I

looked around and saw the Jer wasn't there.I was stranded.All alone

in North Los Santos.And I had no Idea where I was...

 

TO BE CONTINUED!

 

Edited April 25, 2005 by Tril

[Oblivionz]

 

Can I join?

Gang:Balla

Property:Idlewood Crack Den

Story:Tril's 1st Story:"2 Timin' "

*A Black and Purple Banshee pulls up to some Ballas in Idlewood*

Man:Ya homies packin' heat?

Balla 1:Who wants ta know?

Man:Jerl.

Balla 1:Yea,Gangsta we gots are selves a piece...

Jer:Which one of ya got it betta?

Balla 3:I got a Uzi and ma Ruger...

Jer:Get in,gimme yo 9mm...

Balla 3:*Gets in the Black and Purple Banshee&Hands Tril his Uzi 9mm*

*Banshee takes off down the street heading South*

Balla 3:So what kinda sh*t we gettin' into?

Jer:Your my back up incase something goes down the wrong way...

Balla 3:Whats goin' down?By the way ya can call ma Tril...

Jer:We're headed toward the beach for a deal from some importers...

Tril:Ok,So if they try an pull a fast one I just gotta kill'em?

Jer:Yea,dat's 'bout it...

*Banshee pulls into a parkinglot near the beach*

Tril&Jer:*Exit the Black&Purple Banshee*

*They both begin to walk towards the Fair at the end of the Pier*

Jer:A'wight they said ta meet'em on the ferris wheel...

Tril:*Nods*

*The two approach and enter the ferris wheel along with two other men*

Man 1:You got the money?

Jer:Yea,I got da money...300 dollas right?

Man 1&2:*Look at each other*Sounds about right.

Jerl:How much ya homies got?

Man 2: 2 kilo's.

Tril(whispers to Jer):They're rippin' ya off...

Jer(whispers to Tril):Thats why I asked if ya were packin' heat...

Man 1&2:We got a deal?

Jer:A'wight...Lemme see the k's...

*The 2 men open a briefcase exposing 2kilo's of coke*

Jer:Hmm...*Pretends to reach into his pocket for money but grabs his

9mm and aims at the man on the right*

Tril:*Pulls out his Ruger and aims at the man on the left*

Jer:Just give us the kilo's for free and nobody get's hurt...

Man 2:Here...*Slides briefcase over to Tril*

Tril:Alright...*Shoots the man on the left*

Jer:*Shoots man on the right*

Tril:That went we'll...

Jer:I gue-

Tril:*Points the Rugger at Jer's head*Sorry dude,but this is business...

*Tril Pulls the trigger unloading Jer's brains onto the unsuspecting citizens below.

Tril then gets off the ferris wheel as the ticket holder looks at him in shock.

Tril walks alone to the Black&Purple Banshee and drives back to his

Crack Den in Idlewood*

That was hard to read.... Lotta dialogue too. Oh well, not the one to yell. Ain't the judge of the stories.

 

 

 

And Slo, do you think GSF could get a minigun? It's 200$.

Edited April 23, 2005 by Oblivionz

[Dan_1983]

EAST LOS SANTOS GANGHOUSE

 

TROUBLE WITH A CHICA

 

Me and Jose have been home 2 days since coming back from Mexico for Manuel’s funeral and already sh*t has started to mount up.

First of all CJ called me from the Grove about an hour since we got home and told me that all plans against the Ballas are off.

I dont understand this since it was Johnson brothers idea in the first place and second of all the Ballas and Grove Street Families are known enemies,They hate each other with a vengance,

In the past us Vagos and the GSF aint exactly been allies,We have always hated each other but i thought it was a good idea to get of the Ballas once and for all.Seems like GSF have made their own plans for the Ballas.

 

I never really slept much last night and as soon as i got up i had a few beers,I called the guys at the marijuana farm to see if business is booming which it aint and i also decided that we needed another source of income for ganghouse.

This ganghouse is important to most Vagos as they come here to chill and tell us there problems on the street and we come up with a solution to their problems.

I was about an hour when my cell phone rang.

 

“Hola,” i said answering the phone.

 

“Hey homie its big G,” the voice said.

 

“Big G what the f*ck man,How are you doing amigo?,” i asked in an excited voice.

 

“Im doing cool ese and how are you and the homies ?,” he asked.

 

“Were cool here except for a few things mang,The twins Nando and Carlos are dead,they were blazed by Aztecas a few months back and their brother Manuel joined us to revenge their deaths,We got them Aztecas back for that sh*t homie but a month back Manuel was smoked too,but apart from that homie sh*t here is cool ese,” i told him.

 

“Never mind me how is Vice City mang ?,” i asked him.

 

“Man its cool here but i miss the house and the homies,I was arrested twice when i came here for some things i never f*cking did and ever since then i been working as a bouncer at the Malibu club here,” he told me in a sad voice.

 

“So you miss East Los Santos homie,mang thats cool always got the Vagos in your heart ese,” i said to him.

 

“Well thats what i called you about chico,im sick of sh*t down here i wanna know if i can come back home and be a part of the old clique homes?,” he asked.

 

“Hombre its gonna be an honour to have you back with us man,we need a mang like you back in the gang homes,Guess what i still ever to this day have your old yellow rag that your always wore on your arm man,I knew you always was gonna come back,” i told him happily.

 

“Thats cool homie,infact i booked a one way flight for tomorrow,i will arrive at LSX at noon ese,” he said.

 

“Ok ese me and Jose will pick you up,” i said.

 

“Jose,hey man how is he doing?,” he asked.

 

“Jose is Jose man,loyal and still my best friend man,He is out with a chica at the moment,But he will back soon homes,” i said while laughing.

 

“Ok man i gotta go as i gotta pack my suitcase now,see you tomorrow ok man,” he said.

“Ok ese and have a safe trip here homes,adios amigo,”

 

He hung up.

 

Big G is one of my best friends,We have known each other for years,He is also patriotic for Mexico and vists his parents every year.He has a tattoo of the Mexican flag on his back.

Gerardo got his street name cause of his size.

He is a huge muscular man who stands 6 ft 3 tall and weighs 245 pounds and most of that is pure muscle.

He is very good with his fists and was also a bouncer at 16 before he joined us Vagos.When Gerardo gets into a fight its always the other guy that comes out the worst.

He is also a good thief and a good car driver,

Many times in the past we have used him to drive us for a 187 on other gang sets cause he can drive and shoot at the same time.5 Aztecas and 4 Ballas have died as a result of this.

Gerardo will make us Vagos very strong.

 

About 10 Minutes later Jose came through the door looking kind of weird,He looked drunk and tired .

He was sweating .

As soon as he came in the door he fell on the floor.

I went over and pulled him up and sat him on the couch.

 

“Jose man are you ok ese?,” i asked him.

 

He pulled out an empty little plastic bag from his pockets.

It was an empty crack bag,This is Jose’s worst nightmare coming back to haunt him again,.

A few years ago Jose used to be a crackhead,He was always on the sh*t and had to go into rehab

cause things got so bad.

He hasnt touched it since to this day.

 

“Jose man where’s this chica live man?,” i asked him.

 

“Around the block ese,Las Colinas,” he mumbled.

 

“You stay here man i wont be long,”

 

I grabbed my gun and went out of the door,I got into my Tahoma and drove to Las Colinas.

I know the chica lives in Las Colinas but i dont know what street so i pulled up to a pack of my homies.

I asked one of them where she lived and he told me near the the city end in a small house.

I knew where that was as i used to live there myself one time but i didnt know this girl.

I pulled outside the house where i was told she lives,I saw a Vagos homie walking towards me but

i didnt know him that well.

 

“Hey ese who lives in that house man ?,” i asked him.

 

“Ahhhh thats Jose’s chica,she live there man,” he said to me.

 

“Ok man,” i said.

 

He walked off without a care in the world.

I walked to my car and got my Desert Eagle out ,I closed the door and walked to the womans house.

I walked up to the door and knocked on it,A small Mexican woman about 5 foot 2 tall in her early 20’s opened the door.

 

“What do you want,” she said.

 

“Im Jose’s friend can i come in,I need to talk to you Chica ?,” i asked politely.

 

She let me in and told me to sit down.

Her house inside was small and bad,It looked like a crackhead’s hangout place.

Anyways i sat down on the small couch and she offered me a coffee and i said no.

She then offered me a beer and i said yes.I opened the beer and started drinking it.

She started to light a spliff and smoked it.

 

“You want some of this,”she asked.

 

“No essa,” i answered.

 

“So whats your name ese ?,” she asked me while hitting on her spliff.

 

“Its Dan ,” i answered.

 

“Ok so what do you wanna talk to me about,” she said.

 

“Jose came home today stoned out of his head,I dunno how or where but somehow he managed to get crack from somewhere,i know it aint from one of our dealers in the Vagos cause they know he used to be a junkie,so i wanna know if you knew where he got it from?,” i asked her.

 

She didnt answer,She got up and went into the kitchen for a second,when she came back in she had a rifle in her hands pointing it at me.I couldnt believe this sweet small sexy chica would harm anyone let alone point a gun at someone.

 

“Are you f*cking crazy girl ?,” i asked her.

 

“I could kill you puto,” she shouted.

 

“Hmmmmmmm i dont care what you do,But your obviously offended by my question otherwise you wouldnt of got that gun and threatened to kill me,” i told her.

 

“Put the gun down please and lets talk about this ok,” i asked her.

 

She put it down slowly,I picked it up and put away in a cupboard,I then walked over to her and pulled out my Desert Eagle and pointed it to her head,She was frightened stiff and started to cry,I was mad and wanted to kill her for pulling that sh*t on me.

 

“Are you f*cking stupid girl,you ever put a gun to my head you better f*cking kill me next time puta,Now sit the f*ck down,” i shouted at her.

 

She sat down.

 

“Are you going to kill me ?,” she asked while crying.

 

“No ive never killed a chica before and never will either,” i told her.

 

“I just wanna know where Jose got the crack from and then i will leave you alone? ,” i asked her.

 

“This dealer named Roberto,He is Italian-American,” she said.

 

“Guinea f*cker,Is he connected to the mob or any other gang ?,” i asked her.

 

“No he just deals on his own,He has been for 3 weeks now,I had a little thing going with him a few weeks back but it didnt last,He is coming around soon to talk to me,” she said.

 

“Ok is it ok if i stay here until then?,” i asked.

 

“Why?,” she asked me.

 

“Cause i wanna meet this puto,That why,” i said.

 

“Ok,” she said.

 

I sat with her and while we waiting for him to come around we played cards and drank beer,A few hours went by when there was a knock on her door.

While she answered it i hid in her kitchen,It was Roberto a tall thin Italian-American drug dealer who

ive never seen before in my life.

The Chica invited him in,He came in and they started talking,They talked for about 5 minutes when the talking turned into a heated argument,They argued for a bout 1 minute when he punched her in the face and then started to beat her up.

That really annoyed me,I walked slowly through the kitchen and into her lounge and into the hallway where he was still beating on her.I whistled and he heard this and turned around and saw me.He stopped beating on her and turned his attention to me.I stared straight through him for about a minute when he said something.

 

“You want some of what this bitch has got,” he said with arrogance.

 

“You wanna try me puto,” i said while laughing

 

“Come on,” he said while getting into a fighting stance.

 

He walked over to me and swung a punch at me and missed,From then on i punched him right in the mouth and it spilt his lip open,I then grabbed him by the collar and smashed his face with 5 punches and then i kicked him in the ribs and then left him on the floor battered and bloody.

I then turned and went to see if the chica was alright,She was ok but had blood over her face as he kicked her in the face,She also had bruises on her arms.While i was checking on her the dealer started to get up slowly behind and pulled out a pistol,The Chica saw this and screamed,I knew what he was doing so i pulled out my Desert Eagle from under my t-shirt and turned around quickly and shot the dealer twice in the chest.He was dead as soon as he hit the floor and has his gun in his hand.

 

“Damn sh*t you killed him,” the Chica said while screaming.

 

“He aint the first person ive killed chica and i doubt he will be the last neither,” i said.

 

“What are we gonna do with the body?,” she asked while panicking.

 

“Im gonna f*cking do what i normally do,Leave it there,” i said.

 

“Please dont this is my home what if the cops came around?,” she asked.

 

“Ok were gonna take the dead puto and dump him,now take my key and go open the trunk,i wont be a minute,” i told her.

 

She took my key and went to open the trunk of my car,I got plastic trashbags from her kitchen and wrapped it around the dead dealer,She came back in and we both carried the body outside her house and into the trunk,I locked the trunk and told her to go inside,She insisted she come with me and i was okay with that,She went and locked her house,We both got into the car and drove through to East Beach,We never talked on the way to where we was gonna dump him,We drove all the way to a cliff over looking the ocean,This is where us Vagos normally dumped dead bodies or we leave them on the ground if we killed outside but this was an inside hit,i stopped the car and me and the girl got out,I opened the trunk and me and the girl got the body out,We both the carried him to the cliffs edge and then chucked him to the ocean.The chica then walked to the car and got in and just sat there,I walked over to the car and got in too and then drove back to the city.

 

 

 

 

 

 

[GTAFool12]

Purple Nines Please. Also shouldn't they have the Rumpo hoods? Also I'll buy 9mm for the purple nines.

 

 

Introduction

 

 

I was chillin at my apartment in Wichita Gardens when my phone rang. I was eatin' a sub from the new convenience store on the corner. I picked up the phone.

 

"Who dis?" I asked.

 

"Yo, it's me Blade."

 

Blade was my friend ever since we were kids. He used to live in this same apartment complex. His real name is Fredrick Williams. His gangsta name was born when he was attacked by are sworn enemies the Red Jacks. 5 of them jumped him and he sliced them up within a matter of seconds.

 

"What up Blade, what you need?' I responded

 

"Me and the other OG's are having' a meeting. Your important to the nines so we need you down here pronto."

 

"Alright Blade I'm on my way."

 

I hung up and walked out my apartment. I thought what could Blade want? As I took the elevator down to the bottom floor, I thought about the Red Jacks vs. the Purple Nines. We used to mess with drugs and other sh*t. Me, Blade, and some other OG's weren't for that sh*t. I don't know what’s been goin down lately with our homies on the streets I thought as I jumped into my Rumpo Hoods. I've been tryin to stay outta trouble. I pulled into Blade’s Apartment’s lot. I took the stairs up to his floor. I knocked on the door and was immediately greeted by Blade.

 

“ Come in. We need to talk.”

 

I walked in and saw 3 of the other OG’s at a fold out table playing cards. I walked by and did the Purple Nine secret handshake. They were Haze, Jaw, and Bill Cash. I sat down on Blade’s couch and we all diverted are attention to him.

 

“I’ve called you all here to let you know something.” He stated. “We are losin influence in Liberty. Yesterday as some of you already know, a fight broke out in the park. The old leader of the Purple Nines, Trigger, was killed. He did drugs and influenced the other nines to do it to. I’m not for that sh*t. Drugs F*ck you up real bad. They’ve been pumpin drugs into us then cappin our asses. We’re gonna take the streets back.”

 

“Yeah!” we all replied.

 

“ No more drugs, except Haze since his Marijuana is prescribed.”

 

“Hell yeah!” replied Haze.

 

“Everyone get strapped and let’s get out there and show that from now, the Purple Nines mean Business!”

 

“ Where are we goin.” I asked.

 

“Hunting for some Red Jack Bustas.”

Edited April 24, 2005 by GTAFool12

[Lochie_old]

@ Slosten: Yeah, But its to late for me to rejoin.

[sean "sweet" johnson]

I was carefully driving my Voodoo to Bayside so I could rescue Kendl for cesar. Spaz had the radio turned to SF-UR and I hated that station. Well we made it to the Gant bridge but we couldn't pay the toll booth.

 

"Hello sir the toll is 5$"

"Well we dont have 5$, we need to get to Bayside, it an emergency."

"What is wrong?"

"My great aunt is dying and i need to see her before she dies."

"Ohhh i'm so sorry, you can go."

 

"Sucker," I said as we sped down the highway. We saw a couple of Vagos patrolling the area. They were heavily armed, with ak's and MP5, I saw they were guarding a building. We shot them with our 45. and peeked inside the building. There were 10 or so all with ak's. We saw Kendl and she was locked up in a metal cage. We got the Voodoo, lined it up so she would not get hurt, and drove through the building. We killed all of the Vagos except the leader, Big Gold. He took a near-by sea sparrow and took off.

 

"Hey, spaz."

"Yeah?"

"You take Kendl and transport her safely to cesar while i take care of big gold."

"Will do OG."

 

So we went our seperate ways.

 

Spaz side.

 

I unlocked kendl's cage and she got out.

 

"Hey thanks for saving me over there. What's your name?"

"Julio, but everyone calls me spaz."

"Well thanks spaz."

 

I saw a couple Vagos cars and so did Kendl. She got worried. I sped through traffic into a gas station.

 

"Kendl, can you drive?"

"Why?"

"So I can shoot the Vagos, duh!"

"Yeah I can. "

 

We switched and now it was the Vagos turn. I started shooting thier tornado's. I shot one of the drivers and it caused a multi car pileup of Vagos, and lots of Vagos came crawling out with burns on thier body's. I thought that ended thier chase, when all of the sudden a flatbed full of Vagos started to chase us. I yelled "get on the side of it!" So she swerved the Voodoo to the side and I start blasting on them. We just passed Battery Point when the flatbed pushed us in the water.

 

We started swimming, trying to find a boat when we found a coastguard vehicle, unmanned. We got in and some Vagos chased us in speed boats. I swerved around the Vagos boats and Kendl shot them with my m16. I got shot in the arm but didn't worry about it.

 

We landed the boat and she lead me somewhere. I found we were going to wang autos to get a car. I started the Savanna and broke through the window. We then saw the flatbed again, only this time 4 Vagos were on the bed with miniguns! I gave her my tens and she kicked serious arce. She shot the tireson the flatbed and it started to swerve out of control and crashed into the Savanna. We got sent off a cliff and I blacked out.

 

2 hours later...

 

Dang i felt terrible. I saw Kendl had already got another car for us to drive.

 

"Hey spaz I got another car for you."

"No kendl Let's catch the train. I'm pretty banged up and if the vagos start chasing us again, They will have to jump on the train, so we will be safe."

"Ok Spaz."

 

We went back to Cranberry station and caught the train. I was relaxing when a couple of Vagos came in, armed with ak's. "Kendl, hide!" I whispered and we hid under the seats.

 

"Hey horale you sure there in this one?"

"Yeah I saw the ramera in the window."

"Well I don't see her, holmes."

"Let's check the compartments."

 

When they got to my compartment, I shot thier heads with my .45, but got the attencion of the other Vagos on the train. We got to the back of the train and Kendl said "We're trapped!" I then explained "We got to climb up to the top!" We got up there, started to the next cart when the Vagos started to climb up to carts. I gave her my ten's and we made our way to the front of the train.

 

We jumped to the second car when Vagos bikes started trailing us. "Get in the Train! there are no more Vagos in there." I yelled over the roar of the moving train. She obayed and gave me some room. I shot the driver of a bike and he fell in the water along with the shooter. One of the shooters climbed up on the train and punched me so hard I reeled and almost fell off. I regained my composure and hit him with the blunt of my gun and he fell off the train. I shot a bike's gas tank and they all exploded in a big explosion. I climbed down the train ladder and rested.

 

"Thank you ese, you got Kendl back to me."

"Man you got quite a girl there, She shot a couple vagos on a moving boat."

"She did? Wow baby."

"Oh well, CJ trained me."

"He did? I'll have to ask him about that. Where's low-sho?

"Oh he is chasing Big Gold."

"I hope he comes back soon ese, I need him for a plan we're forming."

"I wouldn't worry. He's very dependable."

 

So I went to My house and rested.

 

low-sho side is next

[CarlJohnson24]

Why is there a lock-up anyway,can we put a different property like Ryder's house or OG Loc's house instead of the Lock-up,its just a suggestion.

 

 

 

 

[SloStenRacing]

Assets added.

 

Oblivionz - Minigun added

 

GTAFool12 - They are not getting a free vehicle however I will add the property that ~phusion~ wants as a loan from the haitians whenever he decides what he wants to write for. You are also added to them. $10 for the story.

 

sean "sweet" johnson - That story was full of the same thing OVER and OVER but very good start. $19

 

daniel_law - Awful lot of dialogue.... $29