BUYG: Build Up Your Gang

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My first story:

 

The Assault

 

"Come on CJ, get your damn ass in the car!" said Ryder, impatiently waiting for CJ to finsih his lunch.

"Sorry man. Anyway, what you in such a hurry for anyway?"

"We gonna cruise down to Emmets, he says he got some new sh*t, and he invited us down."

"Aight, lets go. I'll drive"

"Yeah, just try not to goddamn crash" said Ryder as the car pulled off the curb.

 

The brown Picador pulled to a halt. The engine died and Ryder and CJ got out of the car. Hardly a soul was walking the street. CJ was anxious about the whole idea, but followed Ryder into the alleyway. They were expecting a strong greeting from Emmet, but they were instead met by a strong smell that hit them and almost knocked them both back.

"Whats that smell?!" moaned Ryder.

"Dunno, but it don't smell good."

They both edged forward slowly, Ryder with his hand on his gun, ready for anything. Almost if he was waiting for something. Before the idea could process, he saw what was causing the smell. Emmet, perched against his bin, was lying with three bulletholes all drenched in blood. CJ was the first to lunge forward to help Emmet, but after touching his dark hands, he knew that he had been dead for a while. Tears welled up in Cj's eyes. He was overcome by emotion.

 

"Errr, CJ? We gotta problem"

CJ stood up and immediately swung round. Three Ballas stood with uzis, aiming at Ryders head. Ryder had dropped his gun out of fear, and was shaking.

"Drop it CJ" said one of the ballas. He sounded hoarse and as if he knew CJ well. He dropped his gun and kicked it across the floor keeping his eyes on the ballas. One of them picked it up and another pushed Ryder back against CJ. CJ was rappidly thinking of an idea when it finally hit him. The first gun he ever saw was one of Emmets. He remembered that he always kept one in his box next to the dumpster. CJ let his eyes drop to the dumpster, and with an adrenaline rush, he saw the box. It was only three feet away, but he needed a distraction. He quickly scanned the area once more. Then he saw that he didn't need to. Ryder had a 9mm sneakily tucked away in his back pocket. The shape was obvious. He lunged forward and grabbed it and held up the ballas all in one fluid motion.

 

All three ballas stepped back, obviously not expecting this. CJ was once again scanning his surroundings. Then something clicked. The first time he'd had target practise, he had shot Emmets car by accident. The gas tank! This made CJ stand up straighter, and it was obvious he had an idea. He let his hand droop. One balla made the fatal mistake of walking forward and blocking his friends field of vision. CJ took this opportunity and shot the gas tank of the old car. He threw himslef away, grabbing Ryder as he fell. The explosion sent two of the ballas flying back against the wall. The other one fell back into the boxes. Ryder and CJ both jumped up and went for their car.

 

As they ran, the automatic fire opened up on them, making them duck and dive to avoid the shots. When they reached the car, the windscreen had a dozen bullet holes in them, and a few in the body of the car. They both got in, and CJ handed the 9mm he'd found back to Ryder

"You damn lucky you paranoid!" said CJ as the engine roared to life. The car slowly went off with the ballas firing shots off at them.

"Phew, we damn lucky. If it weren't for me and...."

Ryder was cut off as the car jerked forward. They looked behind. A battered old Tahoma was bumping them, sending the car all over the place.

"Ryder, you gonna do your job?!" said CJ impatiently.

"I got it CJ"

Ryder leaned out the passenger window and loud shots were fired. CJ looked up into the mirror. Bystanders were flying off in all directions, desperately trying to avoid the onslaught of bullets. CJ, as if sensing it, ducked as an entire clip was emptied in his direction. He was suprised to find that the ballas were aiming at him not Ryder.

"Ryder, aim harder" screamed Cj over the gunfire.

Ryder as usual took no notice and continued to fire. CJ looked back and noticed that he had only managed to hit the tail lights, the windscreen, and the hood. He turned to look at Ryder to tell him to once again aim harder when he noticed that his side of the car was fine.

 

What happened next happened all too quickly. CJ turned his head quickly and saw the on coming truck. He pulled the wheel left, putting him through a fence and bursting out into the sewer tunnel. Ryder was safely in by this point trying to turn round to see the comotion behind them. He was greeted by an ear shattering explosion which made him shoot back and put his hands on his ears. CJ closed his eyes and ducked. Shrapnel flooded the sewer path as Ryder looked behind, seeing the balla car and the truck. People were crowding around the wreckage. Ryder looked around suddenly calm.

"How come you never got shot at once?!" demanded CJ

"Must have been my lucky day"

 

How do you like my first story?

 

 

 

 

[GTAFool12]

BlindSk8er nice job on your stories you are deicated. Going to read KOLC's story now.

[King of Liberty City]

Excellent. Good job!

 

Chapter 6 (I figured it out!)

 

Luke coughed in the elevator. Mick coughed as well. Marco soon after.

"Damn. There's a bug going around." Luke stated matter-of-factly, pressing the button that lead to the casino floor. When they reached the bottom, the group stepped out and walked over the the exit. Julian was waiting outside, with a suit and umbrella on in the cold rain.

"What took you guys? C'mon, hop in the car..." he said, pointing to a nearby dark red Sentinal.

"Shotgun!" yelled Luke out of instinct, and Mick stared at him oddly. As it was, Mick ended up driving again, with Luke riding shotgun with Marco and Julian in the back.

"Where to, boss?" asked Mick, adjusting in his seat.

Julian pulled a few Desert Eagles and handed them to Luke and Marco.

"Oh f*ck," grunted Mick when he saw the Eagles, "Are we going to do another drive-by?"

Julian looked taken aback.

"What? Drive-by? That's for lowlife street punks. We're going down to San Fierro."

Luke said, "But that's a two hour drive!"

Anatoni gave him the look that said "Drop the subject". Marco grabbed two of the guns, one in each hand.

"Nice, nice," he said, "Just two questions."

"Shoot" said Julian.

"One: Who are we taking out?"

Julian took out his own D.Eagle, and replied.

"That Vietnamese gang. Whadda they called...the Da Nand boys, I think."

Mick started slowly pulling out of the parking lot.

Marco said, "Oh. Second: Where is Jimmy and the Bull?"

"Honk the horn." said Julian to Mick as soon as the car was out of the lot.

Mickey honked, and they heard a honk back as another red Sentinal came out of some bushes.

"To answer your question," chuckled Anatoni, "Right there."

Luke wondered why Jimmy forgave Julian so soon, but he guessed that Jimmy was only here for the gunfight.

"Mick?" asked Julian, "Would you stop at Caligula's for a sec?"

Mick said, "Er...okay, boss."

The stopped at the Leone casino, and so did Jimmy's car. There were two black Mafia Sentinals there, with four men in each one. Behind the was a man, with five armed men surrounding him. Luke assumed this was the owner of the place. Julian slipped out of the car and went over to the man. Luke couldn't tell what they were saying because the rain was too loud, and all the doors were shut. Julian talked with the man, and eventually got back ion the car. He was soaking.

"Well c'mon then. Let's go Mick!" he exclaimed, and caused Mick to rev the engine and start towards San Fierro. Luke looked behind him, out the window. There were two black Leone Sentinals in the middle of their car and Jimmy's car. He turned back into his seat, and flicked on the radio.

"Oh. Switch to the Dust." said Julian.

Nobody objected. Luke switched it to KDST and sat back listening to Heart's "Barracuda".

****

After about an hour of driving, they were somewhere in the Desert.

"Turn down the radio, for a sec." said Julian, and Luke readily complied.

Julian looked over at Marco.

"Eh, you hear about the Bitch'n Dog Food factory? They got a new guy in there runnin' the place."

Marco said, "No sh*t! How's he doin'?"

Julian laughed.

"About as good as you and me did when we first started."

Marco laughed as well, and flicked the radio back on. Foghat blared in Luke's ears, and he started using his coat to shine his gun.

****

When they finally reached San Fierro, it was hard to tell whether it was day or night. The rainclouds were blocking out the sky. The entered through the Gant bridge, and were now in Paradisco.

"Where exactly are these Da' Nang Boys?" asked Mick.

Julian furrowed his brow, and then said, "Pier...what was it...69? Or was it 96....go to Pier 69."

And so Mick drove on, eventually coming to the Pier 69. He pulled to a stop on the street in front of it, and the men in the car looked out the windows. There were about fifteen men there, all talking and drinking and smoking.

One of them looked over at the four Mafia Sentinals and yelled something.

Luke, Julian, Mick, and Marco stepped out of their car. This was followed by the eight Leone men stepping out of their car, all weilding Chromed Shotguns. And lastly, Jimmy and the Bull stepped out of their Sentinal, along with two other men Luke didn't know.

There was a silence, and one Da Nang came up to a Leone.

"Hey man, don't come bargin in our our turf. This is Da Nang land! Don't mess with us you a-" There was a loud gunshot, and the man's head exploded in a wave of blood. And then it was on. Luke and Mick dropped behind the car, the gunfire roaring in their ears. Mick pulled a D.Eagle out of his jacket, and jumped up, firing a few shots. He fell back down.

"Jesus! These guys are pretty good!" he panted.

Luke gripped his own gun and said, "Not good enough." He jumped up and looked around. Their were bullets everywhere, and he could see two dead Da Nang boys. There was one dead Leone. He glanced over to his left, and saw a Da Nang aiming a Colt.45 at Jimmy. Luke pulled the trigger, and the bullet ripped through the guy's head. He ducked behind a bench, and saw Marco their, reloading his weapon.

"Marco! Where's Julian? is he alright?" asked Luke.

Marco nodded, and fired a quick shot into the leg of a Da Nang. Luke rose and fired at the same guy, but missed. He quickly ducked down, narrowly missing the return fire.He heard a shout, and glanced over to it's source. Mick was holding his leg with one arm, and shooting with the other. Luke wanted to help him, but if he moved, he was sureto get his brains spattered on the cement. He clenched his weapon tight, and jumped back into the fray.

****

The Mafia won. But only just. Two Sindaccos had been killed (the two men that had been with Bull and Jimmy), and four Leones. They had decided to take the bodies with them and give them a funeral. Luke had been given a black eye by the butt of a Colt.45, and Mick had been shot in the leg. Julian was cut up as well. Luke was going around with Marco, checking for any survivors. They had killed twelve of the fifteen Da Nang Boys, the others had run off. While they were running off, Jimmy had shouted, "Tell your boss the Mafia wants him to come out and play!"

Julain walked up to Marco and Luke and grunted, "Let's go."

Marco got into the car, and Luke soon followed. The ride back was uneventful, besides the cops and ambulances speeding down to the Pier. Luckily, they had no proof the Mafia did this, so Luke and his friends were off the hook. When they finally reached the casino, Mick and Luke got out and headed to the casino floor. They had jobs to do.

 

 

There you go. Chapter 6. How was it?

 

 

[51L3N7 4554551N]

I like KOLC

[The Teflon Don]

I have not written an intro yet so here it is.

 

Name: Victor Leone

Height:5'10

Weight:213pds

Bio: as the nephew of the infamous Salvatore Leone he was feared by most of his peers growing up. He was born and raised in Portland under poverty. At the age of seven he was selling stollen merchandise in front of his house. As he got older he found more and more ways to make money. at the age of thirteen he graduated from petty theft to grand theft auto. At twenty one he was thrown in to a prison on the coast of spain with charges of drug traffiking, served six years, and was released. At one last attempt his parents[ A Italian Jew, and a strict irish catholic] Sent him to work with his rich uncle. Now he has moved to Las Venturas and started his life over as the head of security at a prestigis casino.

[johnson.]

The Teflon Don: $25

[GTAFool12]

Nice Bio Tef Don and KOLC that was one of your best stories it was awesome.

 

Is it my turn now King of LC or do you wanna finish your bizness with the Da Nang.

 

Johnson I suggest you grade KOLC's story or I'll just give him a million since he's in my gang.

Edited August 21, 2005 by GTAFool12

[King of Liberty City]

Ha! Thanks GTAFool and 51L3N7 4554551N! And you can post your story if you'd like, GTAFool. You can even write about the Da Nang business, if you choose. For now, I'm tapped outta story ideas. ^__^

[pistol-P]

Ey JohnSon, i Wanna Buy a Granade for my Team The Russian Mafia

And Can i Sell Weapons And Maybe Get The Half Of what it cost's Back ???

[blindsk8er6d9]

Thanks for the compliments on my stories guys, and thanks for the money. Here is Chapter 3.

 

Chapter 3- Death at the docks.

 

I woke up early in the morning and I felt great. I put on some clean clothes and walked into the living room to see Joey sitting on the couch.

 

Me: Hey Joe, How did you get in? The door was locked!

 

Joey: After what happened last night, you think a locked door can stop me?

 

Me: Joey, you better not have kicked my door in!

 

Joey: Nah man, your window was opened so I just hopped in. but hey, remember that girl I was telling you about at my apartment.

 

Me: Yeah, what about her.

 

Joey: I saw her this morning, she was on her way into her room and I said Hi again and she said Hi back and I asked her how long she has been living in this apartment. She said a couple years, so I just started talking to her. Turns out her name is Misty, and she likes the name Joey, but she already has a boyfriend. So, I told you that she wasn’t not interested, she just has a boyfriend!

 

Me: Ohh, I don’t know what I was thinking, how could a girl not be interested in you?

 

Joey ignored the sarcastic remark and turned his head back to the TV. There was a knock at the door and I went to see who it was. I looked through the peephole and I could see John standing there, the bruise around his eye just clearing up from being punched by the man at the convenient store.

 

He told us that he just came here to get us and that we should head over to the factory to check on things. We agreed and walked out locking the door behind us. When we got out the door, I noticed John’s car door was opened and I could see the lower half of a man sticking out. I pointed it out to the guys and we all ran over to the car.

 

John grabbed the guy by the legs and pulled him out.

 

John: What the hell are you doing in my car?

 

I noticed that the CD player was half falling out. John must have noticed it too as he asked the crook about it.

 

John: You were trying to steal my CD player weren’t you?

 

Crook: No man, I thought it was my friend’ car.

 

John: So you were going to steal your friends CD player? Bull sh*t!

 

John punched the guy in the face. He looked to be about 20 and had a hat on backwards. John grabbed the guy by the throat and pushed him up against the wall of the apartment. He kept smacking him in the face and swearing at him. He was just toying with the guy rather than hurting him. John gave him a punch in the gut and through him to the ground. The guy got up and took off running around the corner.

 

We all started walking back towards the car to examine the inside of it. John put his CD player back in its spot and we stood around talking and laughing about what had happened for a couple of minutes. All of a sudden I heard a gunshot and a bullet hit the passenger side of John’s car. We all ran around as fast as we could to the other side of the car to take shelter.

 

Me: sh*t, you guys got you’re guns?

 

Joey: No, mine is in my car!

 

John: I got mine.

 

I also had mine with me. I heard a few more gun shots and heard the bullets hitting the side of the car. I peeked up to look through the window and I could see the guy that John smacked around and three other guys. They were standing there in the middle of the road shooting towards the car. I reached up and shot at them but missed. John started shooting too. Neither of us could get a good shot off.

 

I stood straight up and shot at them. I hit one of the guys in the chest and he fell onto his back. One of the guys bent down to see if he was alright and the other two kept shooting back at us. I took another shot and missed the guy that was earlier in John’s car. I then felt a sharp pain in my left shoulder. I dropped to my knees for shelter and then tossed my gun to Joey so I could check my shoulder.

 

I could see blood coming through my white shirt. I lifted my shirt up over my cut and looked. It only appeared to be a small cut. I must have only been clipped.

 

Joey: Hey Sammy, you alright.

 

Me: Yeah, I’m alright. Just keep shooting!

 

I could hear a few more gunshots and as I looked through the window to see the guy that was in John’s car holding his leg. He must have been shot while I was checking my shoulder. Then one of the guys helped him up and the three of them ran off leaving the one that I shot lying there on the ground.

 

We all hopped in my car and I sped down the road swerving around he guy who lay on the ground. I turned the corner, and drove down the road but I couldn’t see the men. I turned around and drove us to the factory. As we got out of the car I took off my white blood stained shirt and used it to clean off the seat of my car that I had got blood on while driving.

 

We all walked into the office and I grabbed a bandage to cover my wound. I had a drawer of the computer desk filled with bandages and other medical supplies in case of a situation like this. After we all got calmed down and checked on things I drove us back to my apartment where there was no longer a body or any sign of police or news cameras.

 

Joey got in his car and took off after talking outside for a couple minutes and John left shortly after checking out his car that now had about 12 bullet holes in it. I was tired even though it was only late afternoon, so I decided to go in and take a nap. As I turned the corner to walk down the hall that my room was located on I noticed the guy that was in John’s car and another man from the shootout walking down the hall too. I guess they were waiting for me to return and didn’t know what room was mine.

 

I quietly ran into my room when they had their backs turned and started thinking of what I should do. I checked my kitchen and grabbed a frying pan. I creaked open my door and peered out into the hall. I saw them walking down the hall coming my way. When they were just walking passed my room when I whipped open my door as fast and hard as I could.

 

I felt the door hit one man and ran out into the hall. I smacked the other man in the head with the frying pan and knocked him out. The man who got hit with the door was the man that was in John’s car. He was just getting up and had a bloody nose from where the door had hit him. I smacked him in the head too. I dragged them into my room and tied them up.

 

I waited until they both woke up and I walked them out to my car with my gun in hand. I ordered the smaller man into my trunk and the one that one that was in John’s trunk into the passenger seat and I held my gun to him as I drove. His hands were still tied behind his back his nose was just starting to stop bleeding.

 

Crook: Where are you taking us?

 

Me: Shut the f*ck up or I will shoot you right now!

 

I continued driving and could hear kicking and screaming coming from my trunk. I pulled up to the Portland Docks and parked the car. It was now starting to get dark and no one was around at all. I grabbed the guy out of the passenger seat and smacked him in the face with the end of my gun. He fell to the ground and his nose started to bleed again.

 

I opened the trunk and the guy was covered in sweat and started screaming again. I put my gun to his head and told him not to make another sound. I walked them over to the edge of the dock near the water and shot the smaller man that I had in the trunk in the leg. He fell to the ground and I shot his other leg. I kicked him in the gut a couple of times as he gasped for air.

 

Me talking to the guy that was in John’s car: You, stick your buddies head under the water until he drowns.

 

Crook: What? I can’t do that! f*ck you!

 

Me: You stick his head under the water or I kill you right now!

 

I aimed my gun at the crook’s head and his eyes widened. I could see the fear on his face. He pleaded and begged but I had made my decision. The crook grabbed his friend and moved him to the edge of the dock. He then lowered his friends face close to the water as his helpless friend pleaded with him to not do it. The crook looked at me as if to see if I had change my mind, but I told him to do it.

 

He lowered his friend’s head under the water and a rush of bubbles rose to the surface. I could faintly hear screams coming from under the water.

 

Crook: Please let me stop this! Please don’t make me do it! You’re just going to kill me anyway.

 

Me: If you do this, I will not kill you.

 

The Crook continued drowning his friend and had tears in his eyes while doing it. After a minute or two the guy’s body became lifeless and I told the crook to pull him out of the water.

 

After the crook pulled his dead friend out of the water, I walked over to the car and grabbed more rope from the trunk. I then shot both of the crook’s arms. He screamed in pain and while he did I kicked him in the chest. I then tied some rope around the crook’s dead friend’s body. I then tied the other end tightly around the crook’s legs.

 

Crook: What are you doing? You said if I drowned him that you wouldn’t kill me!

 

Me: I am not going to kill you, your friend is.

 

I then pushed his dead friend’s body into the murky water and pushed the crook in after him. The dead man’s body slowly sunk and pulled the crook’s tired lifeless body down. He tried to surface himself but the dead weight of his friend was too much for him to keep up after being shot in the arms and the beating he took.

 

I went back home and called John and Joey to tell them what had happened. Then I took a shower to clean the blood off my body and hopped in my bed for a goodnight sleep.

 

[GTAFool12]

Marco looked at Julian and frstratedly said, "These bastards have to pay, did you hear what these Da Nang asshole's did."

 

"No I didn't."

 

"First, I go to visit the Leone's and their chip factory machines have been blown up. Second I go to my meat factory, you know the stiff's from yesterday, yeah well their hangin from their necks on the meat sorter. Good men too."

 

"Are you sure it was them?"

 

"Who else would it be?"

 

"Good point."

 

"I have a surprise for you. Luke, Mick, and I set it up. Come on, I'll show you."

 

Julian stepped out the HighRoller with a look of anxiety. They hopped into Marco's Sentinel and he rode across the Gant Bridge, Julian Tired asked, "Have you seen Jimmy or Bull in a while."

 

"No"

 

"Oh, thats strange."

 

Marco immediately dropped the subject and before they knew it they were parked out side Jizzy's Pleasure Dome Club. Mick and Luke waited outside thier car with thier D. Eagle's in hand.

 

"What's the big surprise." asked Julian.

 

Mick quickly explained that they made a deal with the owner to host a party for the Da Nang 'Capo' or whatever they call it to lead them outside and 'surprise' them.

 

"Marco, you brought me to a gunfight."

 

" No I brought you to firework's. That limo over there, it's rigged."

 

"ahh very clever," he said thoughtfully, "Let's go sit in the car and wait."

 

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The party ended shortly after they sat in the car. Julian looked out the window, everyone was half asleep. The limo driver came out first to start the car.

 

"Hey guys is the bomb on a timer?"

 

"No," Luke responded sleepy, " It's on the engine start."

 

"WHAT?"

 

 

BOOM!

 

"Oh sh*t," screamed Mick.

 

Da Nang's poured out of the Club firing. We jumped behind our car and returned fire. We were so caught up in the glory of winning and fate shoveled sh*t in their faces is what Marco screamed out while firing. Luke stood up and fired a shot, one down. Mick stood up and fired.

 

"AHhHhhhhh." Screamed Mick

 

Mick had taken a shot to the kidney and was now poring puddles of blood. Luke jumped into the driver seat while Julian fired taking down two. Marco put Mick at shotgun and continued firing. One Da Nang was left. Luke peered out the window and fired. The bullet soared splitting through the air right into his chest. The Da Nang fell to the ground dead.

 

"Where the f*ck is the hospital here." Screamed Julian.

 

Luke bended a corner and saw it down the road. He broke the speed limit within seconds. They all jumped out and carried him in. He was still screaming and doctors stole him from us and rushed him away. We sat in the waiting room muttering curse words and recalling the event. It was their own screw up, no one to blame but theirselves, right?

 

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A doctor came in later and escorted them to Mick's room. 3 chairs around Mick's bed and they all filled them in.

 

"Hey guys, they said I'll be out in 3 days."

 

"Mick, we are so sorry about this, we should have known that it wouldn't work."

 

"No guys, it was all of our decisions. Just do me one thing," Mick said, "Get some money, get some guns, make a plan, get revenge."

 

"Sure will," they all responded nodding their heads.

 

It was nighttime and they all began to fall asleep. They didn't want to leave Mick alone in a whole different city. Julian began thinking of Mick's words. They ran through his ears like church bells. He couldn't stop thinking of the word revenge. As if he couldn't get enough.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sorry about my story sucking, its kind of late and i got writers block.

[namechanged170311]

I had an on going story in the BUYG IV/New Era thread. I had Sunshine Auotos but it's not on the list in this thread... I'd love to start a brand new story in Sunshine Autos, is it possible....

[The Teflon Don]

Chapter 3 : Family Reunion

 

As we sat in the black sentinel waiting for the plane to come in, I lit up a cuban cigar. I began to think about recent events concerning the Sindaccos. I turned to Jamie, who was driving « When’s his flight comin’ in? » I asked.

 

« He shoulda been here by twelve. »

 

« What time is it now? »

 

« Twelve thirty. » Jamie had a good sense of humour but, he was very shy. He looked out the window and saw a man in his mid twentys approaching. Jamie got out of the drivers seat and opened the door for the young man. « Hey! Victor! » I exclaimed happily.

 

« How’s it going, dad? »

 

« Good! You? »

 

« Everythings fine. Who’s this? » he asked, staring at the driver. « Thats Jay, your sisters husband! » I replied.

 

« Oh! So thats my brother in law! You treatin’ my sister good? »

 

« Yes sir! » he said as he put the car in first gear. About an hour later we drove into the casino parking lot. The three of us got out and went into the casino. V.J. and I walked into the office and sat down. « Vic! I’ve organized a family reunion. Everyone’s gonna be there »

 

« I’m comin’ right? »

 

« Of course! Your arrival is the reason I organized it! »

 

#Phone ringing#

 

« Hello? »

 

« Hi Victor! How’s it goin’ »

 

« Good Salvatore. How bout you? »

 

« Same old same old. Listen, come to my office. I want to talk to you about your job! » My gut sank. « A yes sir! » I hung up and began to walk out. « Where you goin’ dad »

 

« Just got to talk to the boss! » I was scared. Scared of Sal fitting me with some good old cement shoes. When I got there I knocked three times on the door. A very large man opened the door and said « Salvatore has been expecting you. » as I walked in I saw Salvatore waiting for me. He got up from his leather chair and shook my hand « Hello Salvatore. »

 

« Victor, please explain to me why the Sindaccos are starting sh*t with us? »

 

« Cause’ there dicks? »

 

« Wrong! Because we’re the enemy. »

 

« What the f*uck is that supposed to meen? »

 

« It meens that if we made a treaty it would cost alot less money than keeping up this rediculous gorrila warfare. »

 

« Ok. »

 

« If we want to keep making profit the Leones and the Sindaccos are gonna have to learn to play nicely. This casino does’nt need any more trouble, and neither do the Leones. Do you catch my drift? »

 

« Yes sir. But what if the Sindaccos don’t wanna ally? »

 

« Then we’ll have to kick some ass! But for now I set up a meating with them. I left the adress with your secretary.» As I headed for the door Salvatore stoped me. «Oh and about your job. Even though your methods are questionable I would like you to have the casino. I’m leaving for Liberty tomorrow and I need some one close to the Leone family I could trust. »

 

« sh*t Salvatore…I.. I don’t know what to say? »

 

« Just get back to work! » he replied, trying to be funny. He gave me papers and I left. As I strolled happily down the hall back to my office I sunddenly thought of what he said about the Sidaccos. Maybe it would be better to set everything aside a get along. I walked into the waiting room and looked at my secretary « Any messages for me? »

 

« Not yet sir! » I kept walking until I was in my office. I sat down and lit up a cuban.

« So dad, what did he want? »

 

« He gave me the casino. »

 

« Thats great! »

 

« Ya I know. »

 

There was an ocward silence and then there was a knock on the door. « Knock knock! » I knew at once it was Jamie « Who’s there? »

 

« Jamie! Your one and only son in law! » I buzzed him in. He had a black eye. « What the f*ck happened kid? »

 

« Nothin’ I can’t handle. » He sat down and put his feet up on the desk. « So I heard you got the casino! »

 

« Yep! And sh*t’s gonna change around here, But for now Salvatore set a meating up with the owner of the High Roller. »

 

« But that’s… »

 

« I know. But I’m not gonna dissobey Sal. »

 

« Why the f*ck not? »

 

« Cause’ Salvatore just gave me a twenty five thousand dollar casino. »

 

« Good point. But what about the drive by? »

 

« I’m willing to put this behind me if they are. »

 

« Whattever. I’ll see ya later, I gotta get ready for the reunion. » He did’nt sound to enthusiastic about it. I just did’nt know how I would break the news to Luka. He hated the Sindaccos after they killed his brother. Hell, I would be to, but buissness is buissness. « Wait up! I’ll come with you! » shouted VJ. « See ya later pops. » they left and closed the door behind them. I took a swig of vodka and headed for the door. As I walked past my secretary, I asked « Any messeges? »

 

« What did I say before? »

 

« Myriam, I did’nt wanna have to do this but, you leave me no choice. Your fired. »

 

« What am I gonna do.I have four mouths to feed! »

 

« Start walking dogs or something. » I walked out and soon after found myself in the parking lot. Tommy was leaning on his sentinel and Tony was standing in front of a bush taking a piss. « Great, I get stuck with dumb and dummer. » I muttered under my breath. « Good afternoon Sir, I’ll be your chauffer for today. »

 

« Just try not to crash! » the three of us got into the car when Tony asked « You got the adress Marlin Brando? »

 

« sh*t!!! » from the corner of my eye I saw Myriam I rolled down the window « Myriam. Whats the adress?! » I yelled.

 

« I’m fired remember! »

 

« Myriam you’re hired! Now whats the adress?! »

 

« It’s at the chilliad hideout! ». A couple hours passed and we finally got there. I won’t get in to details but, everything went fine. As we sped down the high way, Tony opened his mouth « So this sh*t’s for real? »

 

« I guess so. »

 

« You talk to Luka yet? »

 

« Not yet. »

 

« We’ll not that you give a sh*t but I’m behind you a hundred percent. » Tommy cut in « Yo, we got some unwanted guests on our tail. » I took a look in back of us and saw a black sentinel following us. Tommy who was driving, began to speed up. So did they. Tony took out his colt and began firing at the car.

 

BANG

 

Tony had hit the tire. The sentinel went speeding into a ditch. When we got back to the casino I was greeted by Mickey « The reunions in an hour boss! »

 

« Ya, ya. I know. » I got into my car and was followed by Mickey. I put the keys in the ignition and drove out of the casino parking lot. An hour later we drove up to my house and I parked the car. There were hundreds of maffia sentinels parked down the street. I heard laughter coming from the back yard. I opened the door to my house to find hundreds of italians. Every one was involved in there own conversation, so I walked up the stairs and into my room. It was so quiet that I felt like staying in here all night. I slipped on something casual and was on my way back down stairs. Jamie was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. « What is it? » I asked as I continued to descend the stairs. « There’s pigs everywhere checking the place out! »

 

« I’ll get rid o’them. » I walked out side to find three cops looking at liscence plates. « What sems to be the problem officer? »

 

« N-nothing sir, we’re just-a ya now. » he turned to one of the officers « Frank, help me out here. »

 

« Do you have a warrant? »

 

« We’ll-a, not at the moment. »

 

« Than I would apreciate it if you left. » they got into the cop car and drove away. I walked into the back yard and put an aprin on. I started grilling the food. When the reunion ended I went to bed. I had’nt slept in days and I had no trouble now.

 

 

END OF CHAPTER 3

 

[51L3N7 4554551N]

Chapter 2: The New King

 

CJ quietly watching the TV when suddenly someone rapped on the door. He got up, walked over to the door and without peering through the visor to see who it was, he opened it. Three homies stood there, frantically talking all at once.

 

"CJ, CJ you gotta..." said one of them

 

"Carl, you must, must..."

 

"Shut up you guys. What the hells wrong?" said CJ impatiently.

 

One of the homies stopped, straightened himself out, and told CJ.

 

"One of our guys just got pushed off the bridge"

 

CJ stopped, and almost dropped his remote. Instead, he threw it onto the couch and raced out to where the crowd of people were standing. Suddenly Ryder burst out the pack and approached CJ.

 

"Yo CJ, I take it they told you what went down?" said Ryder, pulling bis spliff out of his mouth.

 

CJ just nodded looking at the guy sprawled on the street, neck broken.

 

"CJ, he weren't pushed, he was shot"

 

CJ turned to Ryder, his head cocked. At this point, before Ryder could go into any depth, a homie appeared on a bike ryding towards them. He swerved and got off

 

"CJ!" he shouted "CJ, I saw what happened!"

 

"What man?" said CJ. He had an odd feeling that they were being watched.

 

"First, there was a guy in bla..."

 

His voice was broken by a bullet into the side of his head. CJ grabbed Ryder and pulled them to the low wall surrounding his garden.

 

"What the hells going on CJ?!"

 

He didn't answer. Instead he peeked round the corner. A bullet fired right into the wall next to him. CJ swung his head back round while Ryder let out a high pitched "What the hell?" It was obvious this guy was aiming for them. He had decided that, as the sniper was on their case, that they would need to move.

 

"Ryder?" he said quietly

 

"Yeah?"

 

"On the count of three, move yo ass over to your house, got it?"

 

"You nuts? I don't wanna get killed!?" whispered Ryder.

 

CJ knew he would say no, but after a bit of encouragement, he was ready.

 

"Get ready..... GO!"

 

On that note, Ryder flew across. CJ was suprised at his speed, which was short lived as a spray of blood erupted out of Ryders leg. CJ swore under his breath. There was nothing he could do. An idea occured to him. If he could make it to his house, and the phone, then everything would be fine. He quickly without thinking flung himself across the alleyway. He was suprised to find not a scratch on him. He felt like looking to see if the sniper was still there, but instead went into the house.

 

Once in the house, he ran straight for the phone. He picked it up and rang the number. But as he did, he noticed no tones coming off the numbers. He immediately checked the wire. It was cut in half. A creak was coming from upstairs. CJ went and grabbed the bat and slowly and cautiously walked up the stairs. He never took his eyes off the area in front of him. Once at the top, he saw that nothing was there. Lowering his guard, he went into the bedroom. Big mistake.

 

A foot came and sent him reeling backwards. The bat fell out of his hand and rolled down the stairs. Before he could gather his thoughts, he was pulled up and smashed against the wall. He saw the attacker for the first time. Tall, muscular and wearing nearly all black. He looked almost not american...

Before this thought could reach his brain, a massive right hand came at his head. He instinctively ducked as the attackers hand made a huge dent in the wall. CJ stumbled into the wardrobe. The guy came straight in after him, pushing him against the wall. He began to strangle CJ. He very quickly felt himself begin to fade. An adrenaline rush brought him back to reality. He began to struggle and sent his elbow into the attackers groin. Suprisingly, it took three shots to make him let go, but afterwards he put all his weight in his leg and kicked out. The attacker fell back into the shelves. One by one the shelves fell on his head. He writhed in agony. Reaching for his pocket, a figure walked in. There was a gunshot and the top shelf, along with the music player and surfboard, came crashing down into the guys head. CJ stared at the dead attacker in front of him, blood dripping out his mouth and down his head, and then at the figure who had entered the room. It was Ryder.

 

"Hey nigga!" said Ryder blowing the smoke off the top of his gun.

 

"Hey man! I thought you were shot in the leg?"

 

"Ahh yeah!" said Ryder. And with that, his left leg fell limp.

 

CJ turned and looked once more at the dead attacker. A small piece of paper was hanging out his pocket. CJ picked it up. Turning it over, he furrowed his eyebrow.

 

'A welcome present from the new owners of Los Santos'

 

 

 

 

You like?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[The Teflon Don]

HOLY sh*t

[namechanged170311]

Ok, heres my request if it's possible.

 

1st Preference:

 

Sunshine Autos Vice City

------------------------------

2nd Preference:

 

Leone Family Mafia

The Badlands, Chiliad Hideout

[51L3N7 4554551N]

HOLY sh*t

In a good way or a bad way?

[GTAFool12]

It was good. The HOLY sh*t was because of the action you had, I guess.

[xxnofear617xx]

good stories for both teflon and silent keep em coming

 

i'm working on my new story I hope it will be a good start for me in htis new thread

[Xanarki]

(Think of my stories like the main char has a diary or something. It's all in past tense.)

 

Name: Jon Synx

Age: 23

Nationality: Russian

Hair: Black

Bio:

Jon Synx’s parents were rich and busy bastards. When Jon was 15, they died in a car crash. Jon graduated school easily and moved to Verona Beach, Los Santos, along with his older brother Sid. His brother had affiliations with the Vagos, and Jon got the opportunity to run the Vago’s place at Unity Station. He is the main person here.

 

 

Name: Sid Synx

Age: 33

Nationality: Russian

Hair: Black

Bio:

Sid Synx has been drug dealing since he was 24. He visted the Vagos in a Carcer City meeting point to do a big drug trade. There, he met good friend Gary Lonas. This big drug dealing got Sid into the high ranks of the Vagos. Him and his brother Jon moved to Verona Beach, Los Santos to finally be official gang members.

 

Name: Juan Martinez

Age: 25

Nationality: Mexican

Hair: Brown

Bio:

Juan Martinez is a highly respected member of the Vagos. He has done many killings and drug deal operations. But that’s when he was in his easily 20’s. Now he’s praising in his glory and being lazy, having others do the work for him. He meets Jon and acknowledges that Sid is his older brother. The two eventfully become friends and handle the Unity Station.

 

Name: Gary Lonas

Age: 36

Nationality: Mexican

Hair: Bald

Bio:

Gary Lonas met Sid Synx on a big drug deal at Carcer City. The two became friends, and Gary continued to inform Sid on the status of the Vagos. When there were spots open for new gang members, Sid and Jon moved to Los Santos. Gary is a minor car mechanic and likes to fix cars. He is still slowly learning though. Gary now lives in a small house at Playa Del Seville, Los Santos.

 

Name: Jake Vine

Age: 28

Nationality: Mexican

Hair: Bald

Bio:

Jake Vine is one of the guards at the Unity Station. When Jon isn’t around, he is in charge. That happens often. Jake isn’t a big talker. He is usually seen acting tough. Well, he is seen “being” tough, not acting.

 

Name: The Leader

Age: ?

Nationality: ?

Hair: ?

Bio:

The Leader is pretty much the boss of the Vagos. Nobody has seen him, but the high rank members of the Vagos is able to hear his orders. When he isn’t happy, he’s angry. That would be bad.

 

Today was a good day. But let me start you off. In the morning, I was laying in bed. You know, sleeping. Then, something woke me up. Right in my face was my alarm clock. It said 6:10 AM. Now that, boys and girls, is not when I wake up. Then, a stone hit my window. Somebody was trying to wake me up. I slowly got up off of bed and peered out the window. You see, my house is 2 stories high, so I had to open it and look out. Sure enough, it was my friend Juan.

 

Juan: “Yo man! We got that meeting down at Unity Station!”

 

Me: “What type of asshole would make a meeting this early?”

 

Juan: “Don’t call me an asshole!”

 

I shut the window and groaned. I put on my clothes, blue track pants and a yellow t-shirt. I had my cell phone in my right pocket. I went to the fridge and took out the jug of orange juice. There was barely any left, so I chugged the rest without a cup. I dumped it in the trash and took my keys and went out the front door. Juan was already leaning on my yellow Tornado. I can’t remember if he had his car fixed or not. He must have walked if not.

 

Juan: “Listen, let’s just spoonfeed these guys and get out of there. Gary is fixing up my car, it should be ready.”

 

Me: “Don’t rush it man. We don’t want The Leader angry.”

 

Juan: “That’s for sure eese.”

 

We both got in my car and went towards the Unity Station. You see, I was in charge now of it. The Leader sent in 15 Vagos to help me along. We finally arrived at the Unity Station. Near the platform were 15 Vagos, in a circle. Me and Juan got out and the 15 men waited.

 

Me: “Listen up! You 15 have been selected to help me out here at Unity Station. Now I’ll be giving you all orders on what to do. Most of it will be easy sh*t. The more money we get, the high Vagos go! Are we representing or what?”

 

All 15 of them cheered on. Then, a big and tough member stepped forward.

 

Jake: “What type of asshole would make a meeting this early?”

 

It was Jake Vine. I knew him, and we were good friends. But we he doesn’t like to talk. He’s the type of guy whom kills first and asks questions later. But I don’t think you can ask questions to a dead body.

 

Me: “Ask wise guy Juan here.”

 

Juan: “Hey! Now you listen up Jon Synx. I am a highly respected member and you should do so as well. I have brought much into this gang and-“

 

Me: “That doesn’t apply to me. Now, would everyone step forward so I can give orders?”

 

Juan: “Grr. Stupid sonvabitch…”

 

Me: “I heard that!”

 

Juan went to sit on the hood of my car. I gave 3 Vagos the orders of guarding the right side of the building, 3 guarding the left side, 2 to do pick pocketing jobs around the city, 4 to simply drive around and guard and 2 to guard inside the building. Jake was the last one I talked too.

 

Me: “Well, since you’re my good friend, you get to guard the tracks. Make sure everything runs smoothly when trains arrive.”

 

Jake: “No problem.”

 

I walked over to my car and me and Juan got in.

 

Me: “So did Gary move again?”

 

Jake: “Nah, he’s still over at Playa Del Seville. My car better be ready.”

 

We arrived at his small house. There was a Tornado in the driveway, but it was white. I stopped on the side of the road. We walked to the front door and knocked.

 

Gary: “I’m in here!”

 

Suddenly, the garage door opened up. Gary stood there. In the middle was a red Tornado. On the right wall was a wooden work bench with tools on it. On the back wall was 4 wheels. On the left wall was a large steel ladder and a white stool. The red Tornado was jacked up using jacks where the wheels once were. We walked over there.

 

Gary: “Well Juan, your car is lookin’ good. The wheels are kinda messed up, gotta pay more to get those fixed. Your engine is lookin’ good and I gotta take off your bumper. It’s about to come cracked. Man, where were you two?”

 

Me: “A meeting.”

 

Gary: “What type of asshole would make a meeting this early?”

 

Juan: “You gonna install hydraulics? Ya know, I gotta have them, unlike Jon. He doesn’t.”

 

Gary: “Yeah I will.”

 

Me: “Can’t afford to get them. Besides, I would rarely use them.”

 

Gary: “Listen Juan, your car is gonna be done in a few mins. Why don’t you two just stick around?”

 

Me: “Juan can. I gotta get back to the station. I’ll see you all later.”

 

I got back in my car and drove to Unity Station. Suddenly, my cell phone rang. I picked it up. I recognized the caller ID. It was Jake.

 

Me: “Yo?”

 

Jake: “sh*t homey. Motherf*ckas tryin’ to cap our ass! Ah!”

 

I figured he dropped his cell phone. I didn’t have any guns, so I had to do this the old fashion way. Once I arrived, there were two shooters with white t-shirts and blue jeans. They had 9mms. I saw three Vagos, one of them being Jake, taking cover on the tracks. I simply ran over the two attackers. My god, their bones cracking sounded awesome. I got out and pulled off the masks. There were no signs of gang colors or anything on their bodies. They were black males, simply trying to do something. But they failed. There were no more bullets in the guns, so they were useless. I took their money from the pockets and whistled back into the station.

Edited August 22, 2005 by Xanarki

[Oblivionz]

Can i be in the Russian Mafia, at the Atrium?

[BUYG]

51L3N7 4554551N: $56, $64

King Of Liberty City: $67

pistol-P: Grenade Added

blindsk8er6d9: $72

GTAFool12: $69

The Teflon Don: $57

Xanarki: $84

Oblivionz: Added

 

Keep em coming boy's

[51L3N7 4554551N]

Woohoo, I'm rich!

[xxnofear617xx]

this BUYG is starting up better than the last with some great stories i'll add my new story later

 

peace

[King of Liberty City]

Chapter 7

 

Luke aimlessly walked around the casino floor, glancing around. He was supposed to meet him here.

After the incident with the limo bomb, Mick was recovering, but was in a wheelchair. The doctor said he would be able to walk in a week or so, but Mick didn't want to miss out on the action with the Da Nangs. Luke and Julian had argued with him, telling him he wasn't ready to go back out yet. Mick yelled back, but eventually settled on bringing in his cousin from Liberty. So now Luke was supposed to meet the guy here, but that was an hour ago. Luke went back near the door, and to his relief he saw the man come in.

He was pretty tall, and built as well. He was wearing a black suit and sunglasses, and his hair was closely cropped. Next to him was a woman in a leather jacket, with black and purple hair. She was wearing crimson lipstick and eye shadow. Luke assumed this was the guy's girlfriend. He walked over to the man, and extended his hand.

"Nice to meet you, sir!" Luke greeted, "My name is Luke Martino. I'm sure working with you will be a pleasure!"

The man didn't move, and stared at Luke's hand strangely.

Was it something I said? thought Luke, slowly retracting his hand.

"Smooth move, hotshot. Mickey said you were smarter then this."

Luke looked to see where the voice was coming from, and to his horror, he saw the woman staring at him.

"Wha...but...Mick said...what?" stuttered Luke, trying to understand.

The woman patted the man on the shoulder.

"You're dismissed Jason." she said to her bodyguard, who walked out the door.

Luke stared in shock at Mick's cousin.

"What? You ain't ever seen a woman before, hotshot?" she asked.

Luke said, "But...you're Mick's cousin?"

She said, "You better believe it. The name's Amber."

Luke managed to stutter, "You're....a woman!"

Amber rolled her eyes.

"Well duh. What was your first hint?" she mocked.

Luke decided to try and make due, so he stood straighter and gestured towards the exit.

“Uh…ladies first?”

She glared at him and turned around, stepping out the door.

Luke couldn’t help but notice she had a tattoo above her ass.

****

Luke adjusted himself in the driver's seat of the Sentinal he and Amber were in. He revved the engine, and pulled out of the parking lot.

"So..uh...what kind of music do you like?" asked Luke, trying to make small-talk.

Amber pulled out a Desert Eagle from under the seat, and started to wipe it with the sleeve of her jacket.

"Switch it to the dust." she muttered.

Luke nodded and quickly switched the station to KDST.

Barracuda was on again. Luke drove down the Strop, heading towards the Julius Thru Way South.

"How long have you known Mick?" Amber asked, not taking her eyes off the gun.

Luke said, "Oh, a week or so. He saved my life, ya'know."

Amber didn't say anything back.

Luke turned his eyes back on the road. He and Amber were supposed to infiltrate a Da Nang ship, which carried a shipment of Colt.45's. Luke would disguise himself, then get aboard the ship, and distract the other Da Nang Boys, while Amber rigged a timed bomb to the engine. Then they both had to ditch the boat before it became a fireworks display. The car sped down the highway, going towards the Garver Bridge. Luke took a sidelong glance at Amber. She didn't really seem like the type that Luke would usually rely on. But Mick had said, "Man, my cousin is like the freakin' Picasso of shooting!", so Luke had to trust her. Besides, maybe he could work the ole' "Martino Charm" on the chick...

****

Luke fumbled with his clothes. The Da Nang uniform was itchy and uncomfortable, and it was too big. He looked to his right, and saw Amber trying to stop herself from laughing.

"You look very....unique!" she giggled.

Luke ignored her childish remark and gazed a ways away, at the little dinghy taking Da Nangs to the larger ship with the Colts. He took a deep breath, then turned to Amber.

"You know what to do?"

She sighed and nodded.

"Yup. Swim over to the ship, don't get noticed, sneak down to the engine room, place the bomb, and get outta there."

Luke nodded and said, "Okay. Be careful."

"Whatever, hotshot. Don't get us killed."

Luke watched as she dived off the dock. She really wasn't that nice. He walked over to the dinghy, and stepped on. A fat bald guy said something in Vietnemese to Luke. Luke didn't what to say, so he just nodded. The fat man grinned and patted Luke on the back. He said something else in Vietnemese. Luke ignored the guy and sat down with the others. He thought he saw something in the water, but dismissed it as a fish. The dinghy pulled up to the large ship, and the driver yelled something. The others got off, and Luke followed. The went to the deck, and started ehading towards the guns below deck. Out of the corner of his eye, Luke saw Amber climbing over the railing, and jump into the shadows.

Now or never... Luke thought, then took a deep breath.

"Gwagagh! Arrrggghh! Bahhhhh!!" Luke shouted at the top of his lungs, clutching his throat.

The Da Nangs about to go down turned around, and stared at Luke suspiciously.

"Blahhhh! Chok.....chokingggg!" Luke gasped, and fell to the deck, writhing around. The Da Nangs came over to him, and some started to pound Luke's chest. Luke glanced over and saw Amber sneak down the stairs the Da Nangs were about to go through. Luke continued his charade, with the gang members around him wondering helplessly what to do. Suddenly, a rumble shook the deck, and a large gunshot was heard. The Da Nang to Luke's left's head exploded in a shower of blood and gore, and the remaining three turned around to see Amber standing in the doorway, a smoking D.Eagle in her hand. The three Da Nangs pulled out Colts, and aimed them at the woman. Luke realised it would be a very good time to leave, and pulled out two D.Eagles, one in each hand. He pulled the triggers.

Two of the guys fell to the ground, dead. The last remaining gangbanger turned around and started to run, but a quick bullet from Amber's gun solved that problem.

Suddenly, more Da Nangs started to com out of nowhere, and bullets started flying.

Amber rushed to one side of the boat, and peered over. Luke was hiding behind a pair of boxes and glanced over at Amber. To his horror, he saw a Da Nang behind her, picking up a fallen gun and slowly loading it. Luke dove out of his cover and charged towards Amber. Halfway there, he heard grunting behind him, and turned around to see the fat man from the dinghy in hot pursuit. Luke groaned and looked forward, and saw the Da Nang about to shoot. Just as he was about to tackle the Da Nang, he yelled, "Duck!" and hit the deck. Amber ducked as well. The fat man leaped forward, but instead of tackling Luke, he tackled the Da Nang that was about to shoot Amber. They both tumbled off the boat, and hit the small dock below.

Luke grabbed Amber's arm and yelled, "Jump!".

They both leapt off the ship, and hit the water just to the left of the dock. The pair swam furiously to the Easter basin docks, and pulled themselves up. Luke looked back at the ship just in time to see it explode. Luke and Amber watched it for a bit, then headed back to the car.

"Remind me to never go on a boat again." Luke muttered.

****

It was late when they finally reached the casino. Luke got out of the carm and offered to walk Amber back to her room. She accepted.

They went up the elevator silently, and then walked down the long corridor to Amber's suite.

Luke shrugged and said, "Well, see you tommorrow then."

Amber looked down at the floor and mumbled.

"Uh...you want to come in for some coffee?"

Luke grinned. He still had it.

"Sure. I'd love some hot coffee..."

 

 

END! ^__^

 

 

[niteangel´]

Well first off i would like to thank, niteangle for the new Banner and the Ava. There simply genious.

 

And seconde there is no gang making for now. We are short writers and it seems there is no need for a new gang at the moment.

 

Sorry to hear you go Officer Pulaski, good luck in the future.

 

 

Hey, I am a complete newbie to this stuff. I was just wondering how this kind of thing works. Like, all I know is that you guys write stories. I wan't to know like, what kind of things you right about and then what happens. How you go about joining one of the gangs on the set and the point of the game. If someone could PM me the details, that would be great.

 

Basicly the stories start off you introducing your character, then eventually it rolls into a mess of things. Some other gangs usualy mess around with your gang and you have to defend yourself. And it eventually gets from a Snowball to a Snowman. Check out the last thread and you will see the events that were begining and im still hopping are unfolding.

Thx a lot for mentioning me !

Take a look at some signatures I made in your 'Request Topic'.

[xxnofear617xx]

niteangel i PMed johnson. about them so don't worry about that.

 

hope this doesnt count as chatting...

[pistol-P]

Introduction:

 

Name: Nicolas

Country: Russia

Age: 22

Biography:

Nicolas Grew Up in liberty city, he didn’t have a lot of friends

Actually he didn’t have any ,So he was a “Home-Boy”

At school all the kids teased him sometimes the beaded him up

And when he got home his parents did not do anything about it

They kind of loved it when he came home with a messed up face.

At his age at sixteen he ran away with a kid from his neighbourhood.

He then ended up in San Andreas there he got a small time job at cluckin bell.

Every day he became more and more criminal, but still haven’t bin in jail yet.

A day while Nicolas was at work 2 masked men came in with a shotgun

“Give me All the Money The Said” “what the f*ck Oh Well here you go”

“Aren’t you going to call the cops???” “Nope?. Why Should I it isn’t my pocket

The money you are taking is from” “oh well, where you from?” “am from Russia”

“Okay Have you Heard about the Russian Mafia.”

“Nope?”

“Come with me And I’ll show you ho we are”

“Okay?????”.

 

My Fourth Story

“Bad Food!“:

 

*Door Opens Drago comes In*. I have a new boy you should meet He Says,

He’s called Nicolas. Bring him in Russ says. Is this the new boy drago,

Yes it is. so what do you want?. Nicolas: I wanna be a member of the Russian mafia

Russ: So you Wanna be a member you no I just cant take somebody of the streets

But when you a friend of drago you a friend of me, so what do you say drago.

I say that the boys okay. Hmm We Shall See, Nicolas get down to the nearest

Well Stacked Pizza and get me a Double D-Luxe And Get yourself whatever

You want, what about you drago what do you want. I’ll just take a full rack.

Okay. Now we all go Down to the pizza place and get the food.

Nicolas you’ll drive. Sure thing c’mon.

*Closing the car door.* Russ: After we have eaten we can discuss

About if your staying or not and if I decide you don’t, then be happy that

You got a free meal. Nicolas: I’ll do anything to join the mob now when I just

Got fired don’t have any places to go I don’t have anything to do but

Join and if I don’t my life’s already over. Drago: you’ll get in I’ll promise you

And if you don’t ill find another job for you.

Nicolas: Okay Thanks.

*Arrives At the Well Stacked pizza*

Russ: Go order for the food Nicolas And don’t stand in the line.

if anybody stands in the way then you

No what to do. Lady: What can I do for you?

I’ll Take a Double D-Luxe, Full Rack & a salad meal with a buster

Lady: Coming right up. Here you go anything else

Nicolas: No That’s all.

Russ: WHAT IS THIS?!?!?!?!? THERES WORMS IN “MY FOOD”

Drago: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, ÅH THERE IS IN MY TO!!

Nicolas: Yuck There is a lot in my food

Russ: YUCK!? WHAT THE HELL IS YUCK

DRAGO: Hahaha. Stop Talking Like that you need to come up to or level

In language.

Nicolas: O.k.

Russ: Miss Lady “MISS LADY!?“.

Lady: WHAT?.

What Are all these worms doing in my FOOD!!! I Didn’t order for Worms

Lady: F*ck You.

Russ: f*ck ME!? f*ck ME!?

Drago: We Want Or Money Back Did you get that.

Lady: no I Didn’t you wont get it back

Russ: I don’t get my money you don’t get your shop About that. Lets go

Drive me home Nicolas!.

Go to the back and your self some grenades this is your first mission.

If you don’t mess up you’ll be a “Russian mafia”

But if you do you’ll be a “Russian Failure”. Now Go.

And drago you get gather some soldiers And tell them to go with

Nicolas And Follow his lead.

Drago: Right Away.

 

Nicolas Goes in to the back where there is weapons everywhere,

Shotguns, combat shotguns, grenades And 9mm’ers All in boxes.

Drago comes in the door and ordered Nicolas to take some grenades &

2 9mm’ers and follow him now after 10mins. Of driving there are almost there

Drago tells him to listen up because maybe this will be a tough one for him

He than tells him that he should throw the grenades true the 2 front windows

And wait till there goes fire to the shop from there drago will be waiting in the car

For him. Nicolas Walks up to one of the windows with a bag on his back.

He looks true the window and then puts the bag on the floor he slowly

Takes on grenade out of the bag and looks back after the cops but he’s

Free to go. After some minutes he works backwards and then tosses

One grenade true the window one by one he throws grenades true the windows

After 4 grenades he runs back to the car go he yells at Drago.

Drago turns around and tells him to shut up and be quiet.

After some driving they are back at the hotel.

They work in to Russ’s office he greats them and tell him

He’s now the newest member of the Russian mafia,

Nicolas Smiles to russ and then asks him if he got a place

He could stay at. Russ replies that he got a pent house 2 floors down.

 

The End

Edited August 22, 2005 by pistol-P

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