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Flesh-n-Bone

Nah, just a reference to anyone trying to ask me for a war declaration and funnily enough in my last story the Yardies and Yakuza are seen warring in Torrington. I'll get a number of 5 stories by this weekend!

If I lose then my weapons and a car will be gone.

 

EDIT: This topic seems so laid back now Angelo is banned.

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Omnia sunt Communia

I'm willing to goto war with whoever feels they're up to the challenge, be they in Liberty City or not. I'm sure we can work around it.

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Skimask101
I'm willing to goto war with whoever feels they're up to the challenge, be they in Liberty City or not. I'm sure we can work around it.

So how about a war?

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I'm willing to goto war with whoever feels they're up to the challenge, be they in Liberty City or not. I'm sure we can work around it.

So how about a war?

Sure. Have you got a reason worked out?

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I'm willing to goto war with whoever feels they're up to the challenge, be they in Liberty City or not. I'm sure we can work around it.

So how about a war?

Sure. Have you got a reason worked out?

Yeah its gonna be in my next story where I left off. Hajime (Your Yakusa character) and his crew ambush the meeting between me (The Yardies) and The Colombian Cartel. I don't want to give away the rest of the story.

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Is that going to be the set-up for the war, or the actual war itself?

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Is that going to be the set-up for the war, or the actual war itself?

It will escalate into a bigger war as we do counter-attacks on each other.

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Is that going to be the set-up for the war, or the actual war itself?

It will escalate into a bigger war as we do counter-attacks on each other.

Got it. I'll be waiting for your gang story.

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Is that going to be the set-up for the war, or the actual war itself?

It will escalate into a bigger war as we do counter-attacks on each other.

Got it. I'll be waiting for your gang story.

Tomorrow I'll post it, gonna do some changes to the story.

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The Yakuza at Hyaku Dojo

Chapter Five: Faulty Goods

 

Pushing open the large double-doors with both hands Hajime was flooded by a sea of noise and excitement. Money hungry punters and curious tourists lined the casino floor as Hajime made his way towards the back room. The frantic noise of slot machine after slot machine being filled to the limit with quarters rang in his ears, he quickly noticed that the sound of money being won back by the gamblers was few and far between, enough to prick a smile along his wispy lips.

 

The mock-traditional Japanese decor was enough to amaze the tourists and locals alike, but it was so fake, so unreal that Hajime felt more out of place in this pseudo-Asian world than they did. He made his way across the casino floor and reached a large red door with the words; "EMPLOYEES ONLY" plastered on the front in big bold writing.

 

Hajime opened the door and casually slipped into the back rooms. Closing behind him, the sounds of the casino floor became a loud mumbling leaking through the cracks in the passageway. His footsteps echoed down the long badly-lit corridor. If the casino floor was the heart of the compound then these dank hallways were the veins, pumping life in and out of the beating heart, keeping it alive and active.

 

Exiting the clotted veins of the casino Hajime entered what could be called the business' pancreas. A small room at the very back of the compound that was used by The Yakuza for various meetings and other formal events, though served no purpose towards the well-fair of the being as a whole.

 

Two men sat across the room from Hajime on a faded red leather couch. They sported similar tattoos to him, a clear sign of Yakuza affiliation, though they did not dress as high-class as Hajime choose to; opting for a pair of baggy black cargo trousers and tight fitting designer t-shirts, both of them. They were scruffy and unshaven, the usual image donned by drug smugglers.

 

They bickered frantically in Japanese, passing insults between eachother like a pair of drunken revelers.

 

"Konichwa," Hajime made his presence known, halting the pair mid-conversation. He bowed his head respectably, "I take it you have the goods ready for me?"

 

"As long you have the money," the smuggler responded, his accent butchering his English and making it almost incomprehensible.

 

"What do you take me for?" Hajime flustered, "Of course I have your money, you idiots."

 

"Where it then?" his partner butted in, his English even worse than the other's.

 

"Underneath your chairs," Hajime explained pointing towards the briefcase of money stashed under the sofa.

 

One of the smugglers took the briefcase from under the sofa and opened it, examining the money throughly before accepting it with a large smile. He took the payment and placed it by his side as his friend grabbed hold of the ruck sack that sat between them and threw it at Hajime.

 

"Your drug in there."

 

Hajime grabbed the sack mid-flight and opened it, counting the contents. A grim expression filled his face as he threw the bag down to the floor in disgust, spilling the contents across the carpet for all to see. "What the f*ck do you think you're playing at?" he thundered.

 

"What do you mean?"

 

"Look!" he pointed at the drugs, now sprawled across the floor in a unorganized manner, "There's only one gram of heroin and four pills in there! Where's the rest?"

 

Panicking, the smugglers looked at eachother for support but neither of them could swallow their tongue fast enough to form a feasible excuse. "We... We lost it?" replied one of them, the other quickly responded with a torrent of insults directed at his cohort. He clipped him around the back of the head with the palm of his hand in a fit of rage.

 

"Damn f*cking right you lost it," Hajime growled, "You f*cking lost the plot when you thought you could double-cross me you bastards!" Letting his suit jacket swing open the mobster reached for the MAC-10 fastened to his chest. Aiming it at the smugglers he snarled menacingly like a wolf about to attack it's prey, bearing his teeth and letting everyone else know he was a force to be reckoned with.

 

Squeezing the trigger, Hajime grinned as he filled the smuggler's body with lead. Blood spat out in all directions as his corpse flailed violently in all directions as bullet after bullet penetrated his frail flesh. Throwing the weapon to the floor Hajime over to the draining cadaver and paid his final farewells by gobbing on the traitor's hole-ridden face.

 

Hajime turned to face the only surviving member of the duo. A fine layer of blood coated one side of his face turning his pale skin a vibrant red. Fear had locked his joints in place, he simply stared up at Hajime through fear drenched eyes. Hajime could smell the foul stench of human feces on the air, surely a bi-product of watching your friend be killed right before your very eyes.

 

"Now listen here," Hajime said firmly, "Nobody double crosses me or The Liberty City Yakuza. Understand?"

 

The smuggler nodded frantically.

 

"Good," he smirked, "Now take the money and run before I decide to kill you too... but only take what I owe you. You didn't deliver everything so I'm not paying for everything."

 

Taking to his feet the smuggler grabbed a handful of money from the briefcase and ran out the door, trying his hardest to ignore the warm feces running down the back of his legs.

 

 

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Yakuza purchase 1 gram of Heroin and 4 pills of MDMA. smile.gif

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'Allo thar!

 

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Jacky Fiend

Yakuza

5th story

$50

$83 + $50 = $133

Multiple of five bonus

$100

$133 + $100 = $233

Incredible chapter. The death scene was the favourite one I've read on here so far, really vivid and visual. Short, but not too short, so easy on the eyes yet not lacking in description.

1 gram of Heroin purchased

$55

$233 - $55 = $178

4 pills of MDMA

$20

$178 - $20 = $158

 

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Updates will be done once the code is fully working.

 

Okay, everybody keep up the good work icon14.gif

 

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Stefan.

I want to war with someone but I'm stuck in freakin' San Fierro.

 

Anyone want to tickle my fancy and join me in a battle to the death?

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Flesh-n-Bone

Story number 3 is here...

 

Chapter III: The Definition of Playing

 

The war between Yardies and Yakuza was starting to be hitting us. This time the weather is not good and it's raining. An Esperanto just drove off the street, I thought for myself that it was an awesome car I should try to get. Well yesterday I bought a Streetfighter bike because I really liked it after paying a visit to the showroom down at Portland Harbor. I gotta find out what the Leone's did to a couple of our gang members who were lying on the floor the other day. I guess we gotta declare a war and go on an open attack against them. First we should do a drive-by, Kang said he's got some Uzi 9mm's ready for me to use while on my bike.

 

As I turned around to look through the window my phone started ringing. It was Kang again, he must have something special for me this time rather than a 2-liner crap the other day where we forced ourselves to drive over the other side of this town only for a "deal".

 

I picked up the phone and answered.

 

'Hey Kang, what's up now?' I said when confused.

 

'Errr... I think the uzi is ready for you to go.' Kang said at first. Then he continued talking again 'I'll meet you at your home outside and then we'll use your bike for this gig...' Kang said again.

 

'Alright I'll be waiting for you over here. But we should go and get on some made man Leone's, who they got?' I asked. 'I think I heard about this guy doing a drive-by on some of our friends. Anders or something is his name, he'll be the good first one to go. I think he'll be cruising around Saint Marks in an unique Sentinel.' I continued.

 

'Oh yes, hell yeah! He's worth a hit then they'll go on an open war and we'll hit 'em hard.' Kang said while chuckling.

 

I waited for a few minutes inside and watched on the TV. The news was still talking about the on-coming war between the Staunton gangs. The Yardies were reported to have been losing lots of their gang members over at Yakuza's turf so it looks like something serious that will come to an end and a winner soon.

 

I then went out and saw Kang waiting there. I was wearing a black suit from when I came to the town and Kang was wearing some random clothes. He just hopped on my bike and I jumped on the back while preparing my Uzi 9mm for riding. Kang eventually reached Saint Marco's Bistro where the unique Sentinel was parked, Anders is most likely eating at the restaurant. We waited for a few minutes without being spotted by one single of the Leone's walking around the turf.

 

After a few minutes Anders walked out towards his car. He reversed it towards the street and we started following it until it exited Saint Marks to Trenton. Kang sped on and I did some crazy drive-by on the car. After a long chase it even attempted to cross the Callahan Bridge. I caught the car on fire before it entered Newport graphically.

 

Anders bailed out and was lying on the floor. I got off the bike and on gunpoint walked towards Anders.

 

He was kinda scared for his life and you could see it through his eyes.

 

'YOU! Anders you piece of degenerate sh*t, it was you who killed the Triads last week huh??? It's time for us to get on you and silence the lead.' I said angrily while Anders got up and raised his hands.

 

I could easily see a pistol in the pocket of Anders's and I was furiously looking at him.

 

'DROP THE GUN FOOL OR I SHOOT YOU!' - I shouted as Anders tried to put his hands on his pocket and take out his pistol.

 

He did even take out his pistol but I shot him several times before he had the chance to attempt to injure me.

 

'You're dead now! Leone's - take this.....' - I said while my sentence sounded incomplete.

 

Anders was lying on the floor dead, me and Kang got on the Streetfighter and tried to get away from the dead body. A cop car spotted us and we were on a suicide mission now. I hided the Uzi and Kang rode the fastest he could to lose the cops. When we reached Callahan Point there didn't seem to be any cops around after us. It came to an end when Kang drove me home, I told him to take my old Greenwood because I don't need it anymore.

 

'Here you can take this car of mine, I don't need it - this bike belongs to me now!' I said happily while smiling towards Kang.

 

'No no, I don't need it, my home ain't far, now your disrespecting Mr. Wong who put us on the map. This is YOUR specified present, not mine. So keep it or do whatever you want.' - Kang said this long sentence and walked away.

 

'Wait! We've officially declared on the Leone's and they wont be happy anymore, and I think Anders was Joey's special bodyguard.' I said, 'well, he's gone so nobody can stop us, we're in charge.' I continued.

 

'Yeaah, haha, I see you later Huang.' -Kang said when he stopped looking behind and I left him alone now.

 

I went inside home and turned on the TV as well as eating something, on the news now the Liberty City Cocks soccer team were reported to be the winners of the American league. Anders dead body was also showed on the TV and his family showed up as pissed off and looking for his murderer, who's me. I was as good as happy and didn't care anymore about what I have done.

 

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END.

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Trouble

Can I join Grove Street Families at Sweet's House?

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Queen of Hearts

I'm new here, but I joined via PM. Ask Phusion, he can back me up. Here's the first story for the Sindacco Family.

 

 

SINDACCO FAMILY STORIES

Chapter I

 

My name is Kikyo Sindacco, niece of Don Vitorrio Sindacco. I was born in Italy, but grew up in America. I knew about the family business, but never got into it. Until one fateful day......

 

 

That day was March 10, 2001. It was a cold, crisp morning in Liberty City. I had just landed a job as a waitress in the Doll House, a nightclub in Portland, finally rebuilt after an explosion three years ago. A familiar white Argento picked me up. I woke up, putting on my clothes, a simple pair of jeans, a hooded jacket, and a skull T-shirt. The driver was a gentleman in a suit and sunglasses, with five o'clock shadow and greasy hair, quite different from my casual clothes, soft skin, and silky purple hair. I got off at the Doll House and entered. Crystal and silver chandeliers lighted the place, and blue carpet with silver trim were along the floors. The walls were lined with fine Italian art set along the fine white walls. The bar had fine mahogany stools with blue plush cushions. The bar itself looked like those decorative Western Saloons. A massive staircase and balcony were noticeably present. Gambling and dining tables were in the floor. And this was just the front room of the palatial casino.

 

The driver said to me "Meet my friend Vinnie Valentino at the bar."

 

The driver left and I walked to the bar on the far side of the room. The bartender quietly cleaned the counter, but there sat a gentleman in a suit drinking a martini. This guy must be Vinnie. I walked up to him.

 

"So you lookin' for me?" said Vinnie.

 

I replied "Yeah, name's Kikyo. I'm looking for work as a waitress."

 

Vinnie said "OK, but listen, you gotta help the family. We need you to pick up this guy for us. His name's John, he's some Anglo-Saxon dude who works in our protection ring in Hepburn Heights, but he hasn't shown up for work in days. He claims to be at a funeral in Vice City, but I heard he's at his apartment in St. Mark's. Pick him up."

 

I agreed and went to the Argento. This time I decied not to listen to Double Cleff FM, but some of my kind of music, Classic Rock. The sounds of Kiss filled the car as I drove through the traffic-laden streets of Liberty City. The sun shone bright, so I got my sunglasses out and put them on. There in the parking lot of the St. Mark's apartment was the man I was looking for. Vinnie gave me a picture of John and his adress on the back, so I found him easily.

 

John walked to the car and he got in and said "Listen, I told Vinnie, Hepburn Heights is a no-go for the Sindaccos. The Diablos have gotten in the protection game and taken over the rackets, dealing drugs and stolen goods. What does he want from me? I'm not Italian, I have no true feeling for the Family, I just need some money! And I'm getting a real job! He'll listen to you, from your accent you sound Italian."

 

All I could say was "Screw you! You're working for the Family! Turn your back and you sleep with the fishes."

 

I dropped him off at the Hepburn Heights apartment compound. John tucked in his white T-Shirt and buttoned up his thin black jacket. Now he was ready to go off to work. I drove back to the Doll House. There was Vinnie.

 

He said "So, is John working the rackets?"

 

I replied "Yeah, but he says that the Diablos are taking over or something."

 

"Whatever, as long as we got our businesses, he's gonna help protect them and collect the money. Now come back tommorrow and there will be some work for you. Buene Niotte, mi amico."

 

I drove off to my house, deciding to sit down and watch some episodes of Futurama. Tommorrow would begin my life in the Family business.

Edited by Queen of Hearts

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Skimask101
Can I join Grove Street Families at Sweet's House?

Have you read ALL the rules yet?

 

 

Two new members!!!!

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Omnia sunt Communia
I'm new here, but I joined via PM. Ask Phusion, he can back me up. Here's the first story for the Sindacco Family. Before we start, in my canon, GTA3, SA, and LCS never happened.

Yes, because that wont conflict with anybody else's canons in any way. sarcasm.gif

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Trouble
Can I join Grove Street Families at Sweet's House?

Have you read ALL the rules yet?

 

 

Two new members!!!!

Yes I have.

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Skimask101
Can I join Grove Street Families at Sweet's House?

Have you read ALL the rules yet?

 

 

Two new members!!!!

Yes I have.

Then just wait for some one to log on BUYG and assign you to Sweets House.

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mark-2007

Okay, it's great we have two new members.

 

However, to the Queen of Hearts: I'd try keep to the GTA canon, and not be selective. Work with what the GTA writers have given us, rather than pick and choose. GTA III, GTA LCS and GTA SA are the only games where the Sindaccos appear! So it's a bit uncreative and unimaginative of you just to write them off as they're not to your desires, a good writer would work with what's given to them in these cases.

 

And I'll add you (Trouble) to GSF once the BBcode is fully fixed.

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Queen of Hearts

Oh, okay, thanks Mark. I'll keep that in mind. I even edited my post to clear that up.

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The Yakuza at Hyaku Dojo

Chapter Six: Cash In Hand

 

Fairies danced in the distance before Hajime. Encompassed in a glowing ball of light they pranced awkwardly across the horizon, some red and some white. Some hung high in the sky while others zoomed past at street level. Hajime gazed with wonder and excitement at the creatures, following their every movement with his weary eyes.

 

A pair of magical folk fluttered towards him at high speeds. Hajime smiled at their presence, he'd been driving for so long all alone that it was nice to have some company. He closed his eyes and awaited their tender embrace. But before he felt the creature's gentle warmth press against his face one of the pixies opened their mouth and flooded Hajime's ears with a deafening racket.

 

Opening his eyes Hajime grasped hold of the steering wheel tightly and pulled it to the right, tilting his entire body to one side to avoid the oncoming truck that was hurtling towards him. He veered off the road and hit the grass banking at the side of the motorway sending his vehicle into the air coming down on it's side a couple of feet away.

 

The shock waves the emanated throughout the cockpit once all four wheels had hit the ground coursed up Hajime's spine, bringing him back to life like a bolt of lightening into a undead Frankenstein. His eyes widened and his body begin to sweat cold tears as he grasped a hold of reality once again.

 

Taking a few moments to regain control of his body he pulled the Stinger into reverse and pulled out onto the road once again, this time making sure to steer clear of oncoming traffic. He sped down the highway briefly before turning off and parking outside a small diner underneath the Callahan Bridge.

 

Hajime took his first steps across the tarmacked driveway like a small infant taking his first steps. His body was still shaking and cold sweat still poured from every ounce of skin on his body. He reached the diner door, just, and leaned forward using his body wait to push it open as he stumbled inside frantically trying to get to his feet before meeting the floor for an unexpected date. He was greeted by the piercing stare of a handful of long-haul truckers and long haired bikers before he was attacked by the strong aroma of low-grade coffee.

 

Recalibrating himself the scruffy-haired mobster made his way to the counter. There he was greeted by a middle-aged woman who, if her name badge were to be believed, was "Happy To Help." She had a brightly coloured mop of hair which was shaped into a untidy beehive that was reminiscent of a 1950's wig store dumpster. Her face was adorned with a map of wrinkles that could lead even the worst of explorers to buried treasure and a beauty spot that did nothing but lie to everyone's face about it's purpose.

 

Hajime scrambled onto a seat and spun himself around to face the woman. He leaned forward and peered through the blanket of sleep dust that coated his eyes to read the name printed on her badge. "Hello... Brenda," Hajime smiled, thinking he'd been polite in taking the time to learn her name.

 

"Nice try love," she replied in a gravelly voice that reminded Hajime of a construction site during peak hours, "I'm Gladis, Brenda's off sick and I swiped her name badge."

 

"Why'd you do that?" Hajime asked, cocking a eyebrow inquisitively.

 

"To f*ck with your precious little minds, now what do you want?" She twirled the smoking cigarette around between her lips as if to make use of the teeth that hadn't already been lost due to a severe lack of brushing.

 

"Just get me a cup of your strongest coffe, please."

 

"One regular coming up," Gladis sang out. She waddled towards the coffee machine, taking a large spoonful of mixture from a tub simply labeled "COFEE" and poured it into the brewery. Hajime watched with the same crooked eyebrow that he'd carried for the last five minutes as Gladis cough and spluttered her way through his drink preparation.

 

After a few seconds had passed she slammed the polystyrene cup down on the counter before Hajime, spilling a third of the contents across the rarely cleaned surface. Gladis picked the now useless cigarette butt from between her lips and held it between her fingers. "That'll be three-fifty love."

 

Slipping his hand in his pocket Hajime pulled out a ten dollar note and placed it on the counter, narrowly avoid the seas of coffee puddles that populated it. "Keep the change," he smirked, grabbing the cup he took a sip and took to his feet making his way towards the door.

 

Landing himself on the leather bucket seat of his red and white Stinger, Hajime downed the rest of the beverage before crushing the cup with one hand and launching it into the back seat. He shook his head and rubbed his eyes before starting the engine and rolling off the parking lot and back onto the highway.

 

He turned on his CD player and turned the volume up to it's maximum capacity. Letting the pounding punk rock rattle his ear drums in a desperate attempt to keep him awake. He followed the songs with his lips as he careered down the road.

 

The car came to a stop at the dockyards in the south-side of Portland. He turned the engine off and the sound of The Stalin was replaced by the repetitive thudding of a bass speaker within one of the deserted warehouses. Hajime knew this must of been the place, how many other illegal raves were there in this neighborhood?

 

Opening the door he got out and made his way to two men standing across the road from him. They were dressed in baggy clothes and fluorescent tubes hung from their necks, arms and ears, glowing brightly in the dim lit darkness of the dockyard.

 

"You Hajime man?" one of them asked without warning, his voice was slurred. Hajime could tell he'd been drinking already. A deadly cocktail when combined with what he was about to supply them with.

 

Hajime nodded.

 

"You got the stuff?"

 

"Not until I see the colour of your money," Hajime ordered.

 

"What the? It's all green man, it all is."

 

Hajime snarled at the reveler, causing him to shrink back into himself and into his pockets to retrieve the money. "Fourty dollars, right?" he whimpered.

 

Hajime snatched it from his hands and shoved it in his pocket untidily. He opened his suit jacket and grabbed a clear plastic bag filled with four small pills. The revelers salivated upon site, knowing that their unholy thirst could now be quenched, though they'd defiantly be a lot more thirsty by the end of the night.

 

He threw the baggy at them and watched as they jumped at it like a pack of wild dogs at chunk of meat. Hajime shook his head in disgust, not a follower of the drug scene himself; not that he could be, The Yakuza Code Of Honour forbid it. He simply turned away and left their boys to their silly games, cash in hand.

 

 

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The Yakuza sell 4 pills of MDMA for $40.

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Hi everybody,

 

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Queen of Hearts

The Sindaccos

1st story

$23

$548 + $23 = $571

The very basics of description. You should focus more on this aspect, since that's what pulls in the big money. Also, whilst you might say you've changed to accept GTA III, SA and LCS canon, it's clear that you haven't - as the Doll's House doesn't exist in 2008, it was blown up ten years by Toni Cipriani. Ignoring the canon isn't exactly going to help your story ratings.

 

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Flesh-n-Bone

The Triads

3rd (24th) story

$21

$38 + $21 = $59

Poor description again. Bad grammar and even worse dialogue. I'd try pick up some tips from Jacky Fiend's recent stories for tips, since he's posting the best stories at the moment.

 

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Jacky Fiend

Yakuza

6th story

$43

$158 + $43 = $201

4 pills of MDMA sold

$40

$201 + $40 = $241

A few tense switches and word mix-ups, but a good story nonetheless. Keep up the good work.

 

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Confiscations

 

Well, 14 gangs are active. The random generator brought up the number 1 first. So, that one gang was skimask101's Yardies. The 1 to a 100 generator brought up the number 62, which fell into the 1-70 drugs confiscation range. However, since the Yardies don't own any drugs, they escape our swoop unharmed. Everybody can breathe easily for another week, at least.

 

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Ideas

 

So, we really need to plan some things. The main aspects of BUYG which need an overhaul are...

 

Assets and Businesses

We spoke about this earlier and I think we decided on scrapping some of the more unrealistic of them (TV and Radio stations, for instance). We also decided that each asset would have something to buy. The original asset would come with a free "moneymaker", and each further "monkeymaker" would cost 25% of their asset price. For instance: a brothel may cost $1000 and comes with a free whore (wow!). For a further whore, you must pay 25% of the asset price, which in this case is $250. The maximum of moneymakers you can own per asset is five. You can buy as many assets as you wish, and even more than one of the same type.

 

Example:

 

Asset Cost Moneymaker Cost
Brothel $1000 Prostitute $250
Protection Ring $1200 Enforcer $300
Marijuana Farm $1800 Harvester $450
Casino $2000 Roulete wheels $500
Comprende?

 

Drug Trade

These are far too profitable. I think we should lower the sell-on price, thus decreasing the profit margin.

 

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Any other suggestions for anything at all, but in particular our asset idea, would be much appreciated.

 

Thanks.

 

Rated by mark-2007

Edited by Build Up Your Gang

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Omnia sunt Communia

How about adding a "Crime" System? Where one or more members write about a crime (that doesn't fit into the basic day-to-day business of their properties) and they're rewarded an bonus amount of money ontop of their usual haul.

 

For example members could write about a bank job, casino heist, robbery, or something similar. They'd have to specify this before their story though, of course.

 

The only problem I can see is how we'd stem the tide of people just posting crime after crime without any particular context.

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Hmmm... I dunno. It really limits other story ideas. Someone might just write about that as usual, and then earn more for a sh*t story just because it features one of those events. It's far too profitable for worse writers and limits storylines meaning you can't write about normal robberies. Also, what constitues about a robbery? Stealing a purse of an old woman? What? I don't think it'll work, sorry.

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Don't forget gang war rules, they've needed a major rehaul for years now.

 

EDIT: Lmao at when I first joined BUYG:

 

http://www.gtaforums.com/index.php?act=ST&f=94&t=188910 (http://www.gtaforums.com/index.php?act=ST&f=94&t=188910)

 

Seems like I was the Rooshandark and AngeloLeone of the '05s.

Edited by ~PhusioN~

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Flesh-n-Bone

BUYG, you forgot to rate my third story.

 

EDIT: How come there were so many random gangs such as Cortez's gang as well as Diaz's gang there on the link PhusioN posted?

Edited by Flesh-n-Bone

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SINDACCO FAMILY STORIES

Chapter II

 

I was sitting on my couch when I heard the familiar electronic tone of the Star Wars theme. It was my cell phone. I picked it up.

 

"Hello? Kikyo? Are you there?" said a familiar voice. It was Vinnie.

 

I replied "Yeah, I'm here. Whaddya want?"

 

"Do you have any weapons?" said Vinnie.

 

"All I have is a baseball bat." I replied.

 

"That'll do." said Vinnie.

 

I grabbed my bat. It was a rarity, a steel bat made in the late 1960's. My father used it to play. It was an heirloom of sorts, but it'd still be good for cracking some skulls. I walked outside to find Vinnie and an Argento. Vinnie said "Listen, kid, we're going to Chinatown and you're driving, hold with the questions."

 

We got in, and I rested myself upon the plush seats. As I got the keys in, Vinnie said "Kid, remember that John dude?"

 

"Yeah" I replied.

 

Vinnie said with a grim tone "John's defected to the Triads and now he's dealing drugs for them. Now us and the Leones have made an alliance against the Triads and we both agree that drugs are considered a dirty business. So that makes John's treason more disgraceful. He's with two other unarmed drug dealers in a South Chinatown patch. So kill the dealers and find out who John's really working for."

 

We drove down, listening to Double Cleff FM. I never cared for classical, but I could listen to it. We left the familiar slopes and Italian flag banners of St. Mark's and entered the crowded streets of Chinatown. Red Chinese lettering was everywhere and all the signs were in English and Chinese, similar to how in St. Mark's, signs were in English and Italian. Most everyone in there was Asian, presumably Chinese in origin, but Triads would be easy to spot. They wore backwards ball caps, dark blue boiler suits, and were heavily tattooed. We reached Shang Street, the patch that John was working at. I got out and Vinnie handed me the bat. He said he was going to make a distraction. There was a pair of Triads, dealing MDMA pills and crystal meth to some ragged and dirty homeless dudes who were purchasing it with stolen money. I looked back and I noticed smoke coming up into the sky in little black wisps. I grabbed my bat and swung at the first dealer, hitting him in the head. His cap was knocked off. Teeth fell out of his mouth, and his face was red, bruised, swollen, and bloody. I let him rot, and I swung at the next dealer, knocking him into a glass window, gashing the thug up horribly. As people rushed to stare at the fire Vinnie started, I walked down the dark and twisting alley to find John, wearing a white T-shirt, jeans, sneakers, a ball cap, and a thin black jacket. I snuck up behind him and took a swing for his head. His skull was busted and he fell. Whether he was dead or unconcious I had no idea, but to make sure, I threw his body into a dumpster. Today was trash day. In a few hours, John's body would be in a truck headed for a trash compactor.

 

I washed the bat under a water spout in the alley, the water was murky, but it got the blood out. I met Vinnie at our car. He smelled of smoke, but seemed unharmed. Apparently, only his clothes were affected by the fire. We drove back to the Doll House as fast as we could. Vinnie got out, giving me the keys to the car. I drove back home and showered. As the water hit my naked body, I thought "Will they find me? I left no evidence or witnesses." but still I worried. I dried off and took a swig of wine before I went to bed. But I couldn't sleep, I was that worried. I had to meet Vinnie tommorrow at the Doll House.

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Don't forget gang war rules, they've needed a major rehaul for years now.

 

EDIT: Lmao at when I first joined BUYG:

 

http://www.gtaforums.com/index.php?act=ST&f=94&t=188910 (http://www.gtaforums.com/index.php?act=ST&f=94&t=188910) (http://www.gtaforums.com/index.php?act=ST&f=94&t=188910)

 

Seems like I was the Rooshandark and AngeloLeone of the '05s.

Ahaha, attitude boy! Also, we're on 54 pages: I'm sure we must be the longest BUYG ever, so congrats everyone and I hope it continues!

 

Also, I think we should look into some more gangs. Queen of Hearts suggested the Cholos from VCS, although they were extinct, their future was left ambiguous enough so as to have them feature since they didn't have a clear gang leader. But we need some properties for them, I thought of the Weapons Factory that Vic blows up, but I dunno. We might have to ignore Cholos.

 

Cortez Cartel sounds good though, since he was alive and could always return after 1986. There could be his Yacht, the lock-up where you put the tank in when you steal it, any other ideas for his properties?

 

Gang Wars

Definitely need rehashing. There's nothing wrong with the wars in particular, at least not the stories and rating side. It's the requests that are the dodgy side, and it showed in the recent competition where no-one really knew how they worked. Let me just try suggest some things... the stories do not have to coincide with each other, requests should not be specific: a simple "You can't kill my main character Alejandro, You can't kill Jorge, You can't kill Santiago, You can't kill Andres but he may be wounded, you can't damage my asset." kind of thing is good, since it puts very few limits on the opposition writer and doesn't stem creativity. Just be general, ensure the safety of your main characters and any other things, as long as you have five and no more, it's all good.

 

Flesh-n-Bone: I'll rate your story and edit it into that last BUYG post, sorry about that.

 

I'm really interested in hearing your ideas for some assets. Some we have so far, with the help of some members:

 

- Brothel

- Protection Ring

- Marijuana Farm

- Casino

- Chop Shop

- Crack Den

- Drugs Lab

- Import/Export Garage

 

Any others?

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Cholos had control around the Junkyard even when hit hard. Vance Crime Family should be there, because it's only a speculation that Vic got killed in the VC intro. They owned empire sites all around Vice City. Vic had the Chymerous Suite (sp?) which can be used as well for them. There is even ideas about Lance surviving Tommy's bullets, one of who includes me tounge.gif

But most of all I need Mendez Cartel confused.gif

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