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IN REVIEW:

Chapter One:

 

Gents,

 

I have information that may be huge, I am about to relate to you an incident that occured this week. The information I am about to pass you could cost me my job if I was found to be passing it on, hence the nick name.

 

On Thursday 8th March 2007, at the bequest of a client, I was conducting a counter surveillance task along with my team in direct response to the repeated sighting of a suspicious vehicle in the vicinity of the clients property located in ManHattan, New York City.

 

Shortly after identifying the vehicle in question, the Team Leader decided a direct confrontation of the occupants was the most expeditious way forward. I, along with two others confronted the three male occupants of a 2005 GMC Suburban.

 

The Suburban was configured with an array of computer equipment in the back, a substantial amount of digital capture devices were mounted on the dash and the antenna located on the roof was similar to the small condan/tapestry antenna that I have seen previously on vehicles for tracking purposes.

 

The driver of the suburban produced credentials that showed he was an employee of Rockstar Games, my two other team members were satisfied and didn't realise the significance of the event, I opened the passenger side door and looked into the rear of the truck where one of the males shut down several LCD screens, but my heart skipped a beat as I looked at a folder on the desk which was emblazed with the "IV" official logo with the Manhattan Skyline clearly shown within the letters.

 

I tried to appear as calm as possible and walked away from the vehicle.

 

Make of it what you will.

 

Deepthroat.

 

Chapter Two:

 

Gents,

 

Things have taken a turn for the sinister, almost immediately after I made the post an eerie chain of events was initiated. I left my hotel room to go out for a packet of cigarettes, not 100 meters down the street I noticed that I had a tail, these guys we're good, their rotation amongst operators was frequent and seamless, at one point the surveillance team were ahead of me which is a very advanced technique.

 

I pulled out every trick in the book, I walked contra-flow on 5th Avenue during rush hour, stepped of the subway as the doors were closing at the 52nd street station, discarded my jacket, walked into Macys via the front entrance and exited at the rear, into a cab and down to Tribeca. A mobile tail was immediately initiated by the team that was on me, they were every bit as competent as their foot team. At a dive bar in Tribeca I was engaged by a female who was blatantly out of my league, who started asking some very searching questions.

 

I abandoned the bar and made my way back to the hotel via the subway, taxi and on foot, taking the most obscure route I could. All the time experiencing the crushing intimidation that is present when you are aware that you are under surveillance. At the hotel my computer noted 467 attempted incursions at my firewall, it was holding, but only just.

 

Paranoia took over and I began a search of the room, within minutes I had pulled a Lo Jack from the telephone, the fire detector, my freshly laundered cargo pants and there was a peculiar solid metallic object located behind my right eyelid. I looked through my door peep hole to see a surprisingly burly cleaner polishing repeatedly around my door.

 

As I turned to the window I caught a red dot traversing across the wall and fall neatly onto my chest, as I dived for cover a round penetrated the window and impacted the wall immediately behind where I had been standing. Glancing at the hole that the round had made I estimated 7.62 mm green spot round, as standard in NATO sniper weapons.

 

I bolted from the room, I executed a strong side face smash on the burly cleaner and made good my escape via the laundry chute, at the rear of the hotel I mugged a vagrant for his clothes and sprinted for Hells Kitchen as the now be-suited assassins ran down the fire escapes.

 

I am writing this from a internet cafe in HK, I must keep mobile, these men will stop at nothing. I now fear for my life and my dog is not aswering the phone at home.

 

Play GTA IV for me guys, maybe they have 360's on the big cloud in the sky.

 

My god, my credit card has been declined by the teller and there is a tactical team cordoning off the street. I need to move.

 

Keep the truth alive.

 

Kind regards,

 

Deepthroat.

 

Chapter Three:

 

Gents,

 

I now feel the only others I can trust are the people on this forum. I have moved, I exited the internet cafe through a rear exit, mustering everything I could to kick through the padlocked door as the Rockstar Henchmen piled in the front entry point. Sprinting down 57th Street, across 8th, 7th, 6th and 5th avenue I knew I had to make Grand Central where I keep an emergency identity.

 

The NYPD have been suspiciously looking the other direction whenever I pass, and the goons in the black Suburban now overtly trail my movements with a nonchalant arrogance as if they know they have me caught.

 

Fumbling with my keys at the left-luggage storage I grabbed my passport, driving license and enormous false moustache and made for the exit. A dazzling light beamed down on me from a suspiciously silent helicopter and a booming voice with a peculiar eastern European accent barked orders over a loud speaker, insisting that if I surrendered that I would be treated humanely.

 

I had only one option, I ran hard and fast at the bridge that was 200 meters south of where I was stood, I lept over the wall and braced for impact. As if in slow motion a subway train emerged from the tunnel and I landed centrally with a sickening crunch.

 

I surfed the train for what felt like an eternity, before leaping off just prior to the Brooklyn Bridge. I am now freezing cold, drenched in sweat and stood around a burning oil drum with Jake and Fred. Fred has only one tooth and claims he is a former Vice President of Tahiti.

 

Jake is being extremely generous with his moonshine in order that Fred may attempt to remove the object behind my eye with his razor which he insists is only a week old. I am typing this on my Blackberry which, annoyingly, is running low on power.

 

I will endeavour to contact you soon.

 

What doesn't kill us..........

 

Deepthroat.

 

PS. I will reveal my identity as soon as I am sure there are no Rockstar Moles amongst you.

 

Chapter Four:

 

Gents,

 

After a long, cold night under Brooklyn Bridge I awoke to find that Jake and Fred had kindly relieved me of my shoes, and then relieved themselves on me, which possibly explains my dreams of mild Mediterranean waves lapping over my feet as I relax on the beach whilst being fanned by a surgically enhanced French peasant girl.

 

I snapped awake, alert, ready, and immediately began scanning the area for signs of the pursuing foe, the relentless mob of Rockstar Heavies that sought me high and low. I observed an aircraft in a high altitude holding pattern, whilst it may have been the overnight flight from London; I knew in my heart that it was in fact a Predator Drone laden with sophisticated observation equipment and the odd Hellfire Missile.

 

I moved to a small alleyway which ran deep into China Town, I observed the movements of the locals, no doubt each of whom was aware that there was a glorious bounty for whoever returned my head to Rockstar HQ. For the first time I realized that Rockstar had influence in every corner of modern life, they had the Police in their pocket and officials in the highest levels of Government.

 

I waited for a small, inconspicuous vehicle to trundle down the alley, a blue Volkswagen drew level with me and I pounced forward driving my fist through the glass and snatching the keys, I flung open the door and reached inside to haul the driver from the seat. To my utmost embarrassment I was faced with a sweet old lady, but I flung her out anyway, she just went a little further than the average citizen. I jumped into the car and hit the gas, I was shocked as I was pinned to the seat as the car screamed towards 60 MPH in short order, the frisky old bat had tuned the engine to a ridiculas degree.

 

This did not add up, I pulled down the sun visor and my fears were confirmed, the ID Card bore her picture, the sweet old lady who's hips I had no doubt rendered useless was a Rockstar employee. The rear window smashed and I heard a weapon report behind me. I ducked low, hammered the gas, dropped the gears and the VW Golf struggled for grip and fishtailed towards the bridge.

 

They were onto me; I knew that the Rockstar Operation Centre would be alive with activity, satellites being re-tasked, radio nets alive with transmissions, tactical teams being scrambled and an army of black suited white males with sunglasses silently sealing off the city. I accelerated over the bridge and breathed a huge sigh of relief as I crested the centre and saw there were no checkpoints and traffic was flowing nicely. My mind wandered to Buster, my faithful mongrel who no longer knocked the handset from the cradle when the phone rang, I knew they had got to him, but I could trust him to say nothing.

 

I clocked that it was 40 Km to JFK, but I couldn't keep this car, the deceitful granny would have relayed my actions to the lynch mob that was closing in fast. I saw my opportunity, Dunkin Donuts crept into view, and I knew what would be in the car park, a fleet of shiny new Ford Taurus all neatly flying the flag the for the NYPD. I pulled in and acted fast, I jacked the first car in the row, it wasn't tricky and the car started nicely on the hot-wire.

 

I've had an opportunity to charge my Blackberry, had some day old doughnuts and I'm now sat at the rear of JFK getting ready for my next move, there is an old Cessna parked just across the fence. The Rusky Pilots are indulged in an orgy of vodka and pontoon, I can make out talk of Europe and I can assure you, when they go, I go.

 

I'm monitoring the police net and they have initiated a State wide red alert for a kidnapped child, they are airing my description on the television and radio at fifteen minute intervals, I have heard on the news that a transvestite I met once has come forward and claimed that I am the father of her child, they are also suggesting that I was responsible for the death of Diana and that I habitually make trips to Iceland to slaughter baby seals, for fun.

 

They are going after my credibility, guys. They know that credibility is the only currency of any value in this game. They want people to know that I'm lying so that when this gets big nobody will believe me.

 

Vladimir has just kicked the tire of his plane, which I think qualifies as his pre-flight checks.

 

I'm making my move; it's too risky to stay in NYC.

 

Deepthroat.

 

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damn anybody seen that film, jumpin jack flash? if u read it in his voice sounds good lol, this could b a short story you know, sure as hell intreeged (spelling?) me lol

 

 

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These sound increiably like the actual game missions.

 

If in fact these are the missions, it would be pretty cool.

 

But on the other hand it would be like Driv3r with the whole "WE'RE GOING TO NICE" thing from Miami.

 

Good sotry though

Keep writing bro' it's pretty good sh*t!

=)

 

OPNWARDS TO CHAPTER.

Whatever it is now =\

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Tch, I actually thought this might of been real.

 

You do know there's a Writer's Forum on this board, right? Why hasn't a mod moved this there yet?

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Tch, I actually thought this might of been real.

 

You do know there's a Writer's Forum on this board, right? Why hasn't a mod moved this there yet?

because then there would be nobody checking it, it is more fun this way

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Tch, I actually thought this might of been real.

 

You do know there's a Writer's Forum on this board, right? Why hasn't a mod moved this there yet?

I don't think they want too. They seem to like it as well.

illspirit, adamcs and several mods have posted in here.

Besides its just starting to get interesting.

 

This guy is really dedicated. Does anyone notice how he puts a plausible amount of hours between his posts so that his stories character would actually of had the time to do what he has said?

Interesting.

 

Keep it up icon14.gif

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I sniff a rockstar employee trying to hype us up about the game.

If the trailer shows a spy in new york I think I might piss myself.

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I sniff a rockstar employee trying to hype us up about the game.

If the trailer shows a spy in new york I think I might piss myself.

Just what i was thinking mate, but i like this game its fun

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Sgt. Cortez
Well that post is nicely layed out with proper grammar,unlike other members posts when saying there dad works for Rockstar and they nowthe location of the game and all the details but still I'm 50/50 whether to believe you or not. wink.gif

Speaking of proper grammar... biggrin.gif

 

(dont get me wrong)

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oh wow, this is very intriguing. I must admit that I am hooked. Maybe it means something, maybe not... none-the-less it is keeping us all occupied and wanting more.

Good work Deep Throat, keep em coming!

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deathdealer
I sniff a rockstar employee trying to hype us up about the game.

If the trailer shows a spy in new york I think I might piss myself.

that's a big possibility. maybe it's some of the opening missions. smile.gif

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"Gents,

 

I thought I was safe once again, but as I was walking down the street, Jordan came around the corner and stabbed me 46 times in the brain. I am dead. Jordan's last words to me were 'you suck.'

 

Deepthroat"

 

 

And here is an image of Deepthroat:

 

user posted image

 

And here is VIDEO OF DEEPTHROAT:

 

http://www.grapheine.com/bombaytv/index.ph...4bc731a2e3961a5

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White Flight
Well that post is nicely layed out with proper grammar,unlike other members posts when saying there dad works for Rockstar and they nowthe location of the game and all the details but still I'm 50/50 whether to believe you or not.  wink.gif

Speaking of proper grammar... biggrin.gif

 

(dont get me wrong)

Haha. Speaking of proper grammar. (Don't get me wrong.)

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Well that post is nicely layed out with proper grammar,unlike other members posts when saying there dad works for Rockstar and they nowthe location of the game and all the details but still I'm 50/50 whether to believe you or not.  wink.gif

Speaking of proper grammar... biggrin.gif

 

(dont get me wrong)

Haha. Speaking of proper grammar. (Don't get me wrong.)

Ha ha. Speaking of proper grammar.....

 

Actually I don't have any corrections, just wanted to get on the bandwagon.

Actually the proper way to say "Haha" is Ha ha, just to let you know.

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It's called...

 

Subliminal Advertising

 

..and I'm liking it.

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White Flight
Well that post is nicely layed out with proper grammar,unlike other members posts when saying there dad works for Rockstar and they nowthe location of the game and all the details but still I'm 50/50 whether to believe you or not.  wink.gif

Speaking of proper grammar... biggrin.gif

 

(dont get me wrong)

Haha. Speaking of proper grammar. (Don't get me wrong.)

Ha ha. Speaking of proper grammar.....

 

Actually I don't have any corrections, just wanted to get on the bandwagon.

Actually the proper way to say "Haha" is Ha ha, just to let you know.

Ha ha. Speaking of proper grammar. It's "..." not ".....".

 

Just to let you know. tounge2.gif

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Okay, this is not an English lesson, let's just get back to the crazy guy posting his wonderful story. biggrin.gif

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Well that post is nicely layed out with proper grammar,unlike other members posts when saying there dad works for Rockstar and they nowthe location of the game and all the details but still I'm 50/50 whether to believe you or not.  wink.gif

Speaking of proper grammar... biggrin.gif

 

(dont get me wrong)

Haha. Speaking of proper grammar. (Don't get me wrong.)

Ha ha. Speaking of proper grammar.....

 

Actually I don't have any corrections, just wanted to get on the bandwagon.

Actually the proper way to say "Haha" is Ha ha, just to let you know.

Ha ha. Speaking of proper grammar. It's "..." not ".....".

 

Just to let you know. tounge2.gif

i kuld reeplie whit sumting witty and smert butt i jus don wanna!

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Well that post is nicely layed out with proper grammar,unlike other members posts when saying there dad works for Rockstar and they nowthe location of the game and all the details but still I'm 50/50 whether to believe you or not.  wink.gif

Speaking of proper grammar... biggrin.gif

 

(dont get me wrong)

Haha. Speaking of proper grammar. (Don't get me wrong.)

Ha ha. Speaking of proper grammar.....

 

Actually I don't have any corrections, just wanted to get on the bandwagon.

Actually the proper way to say "Haha" is Ha ha, just to let you know.

Ha ha. Speaking of proper grammar. It's "..." not ".....".

 

Just to let you know. tounge2.gif

i kuld reeplie whit sumting witty and smert butt i jus don wanna!

 

 

I'd say this is getting a little bit out of control... biggrin.gif

 

you could say that but then again i just quoted myself, just to make this post that much longer, who has bets on whether i get a warning for this or not?

A warning or a ban? wow.gif

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White Flight

 

i kuld reeplie whit sumting witty and smert butt i jus don wanna!

Wow, you really need to work on your spelling wow.gif

 

Only joking. My career as an English teacher is over sad.gif For now at least tounge.gif

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Well that post is nicely layed out with proper grammar,unlike other members posts when saying there dad works for Rockstar and they nowthe location of the game and all the details but still I'm 50/50 whether to believe you or not.  wink.gif

Speaking of proper grammar... biggrin.gif

 

(dont get me wrong)

Haha. Speaking of proper grammar. (Don't get me wrong.)

Ha ha. Speaking of proper grammar.....

 

Actually I don't have any corrections, just wanted to get on the bandwagon.

Actually the proper way to say "Haha" is Ha ha, just to let you know.

Ha ha. Speaking of proper grammar. It's "..." not ".....".

 

Just to let you know. tounge2.gif

i kuld reeplie whit sumting witty and smert butt i jus don wanna!

 

 

I'd say this is getting a little bit out of control... biggrin.gif

 

you could say that but then again i just quoted myself, just to make this post that much longer, who has bets on whether i get a warning for this or not?

A warning or a ban? wow.gif

*cough* spam *cough*

 

some people who posted here will be lucky if they don't get a temp ban/warning.

 

So anyway, lets just stop this topic for everyones sake. user posted image

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no.,. didn't you hear he's leaving NYC it will take a while for him to get set up again... he has to be careful not to be caught out where ever he goes...

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