BUYG: Build Up Your Gang

[Shootin_spree]

radicell here

 

Shootin_spree: $36.

 

VinnieLeone: $19. Make an effort to correct your technical errors, and it might improve your scores.

 

Joey:Phil damn are you ok?

Phil:Ya ya i wasn't here when they did this.

should be

 

Joey: Phil, damn are you okay?

Phil: Yeah, yeah, I wasn't here when they did this.

Applying simple changes like that can greatly improve your score.

 

Themaddddog23: $29.

 

Everything has been fixed/changed. The Vercetti Gang has also been added. They own the Vercetti Estate, Print Works, Cherry Poppers, and Film Studio.

good to hear about the Vercetti gang.

 

i always liked them in Vice, oh well, i will post Chapter 4 soon.

[Shootin_spree]

The Leone Family

Chiliad Hideout

Chapter 4 - Heating up Chiliad

 

 

We got back to find Marco was nowhere to be seen.

 

‘MARCO’ I yelled out, but no reply.

‘Hmmm, its not like Marco to just f*ck off somewhere’ Luigi said walking into the hut.

‘Look man, tire tracks. Leading down there’ I said scanning the tire tracks.

‘oh, sh*t man, no one ever goes up or down those tracks anymore’ Luigi said. ‘ They are way too bumpy and I heard that someone even drove his car off the side’.

‘Well then, we better hope Marco is with a good driver’ I said, walking over to the trail in which the tire tracks were headed down.

‘well, luckily, you are here with a good driver’ Luigi said hopping back on the bike.

‘What?! You insane muthaf*cker, we will never make it down alive’ I said amazed at his stupidity.

‘Relax man, im a good driver, and with a trail bike, im king’ Luigi said revving the engine.

 

So, I finally decided to go with him and follow the trail to see where it would lead us. On the way down, I thought to myself, who the hell would know we were here, and why the hell would they want to mess with the Leone family. And it snapped, that reporter, he has been feeding another gang information about us. Well, that’s what I assumed, it all fit in perfectly. We then hit a bumpy patch, and I almost fell off the back of the bike.

 

‘Hold on Connor’ Luigi yelled.

 

I held on as much as I could, trying with all my might not let go. But, boy this was getting bumpy and uncomfortable. And, then, out of nowhere, a car. Just parked in the middle of nowhere, on a stupid mountain.

 

‘Luigi, stop man’ I yelled into his ear.

 

But he continued on along the trail. I was screaming stop in his ear until we came to a remote part of the mountain.

 

‘Why didn’t you stop, asshead’ I said frantically.

‘Because, the trail kept going past the car Connor, jeez I thought you had more brains then that’ Luigi said to me, as if I was a child.

‘What if Marco was in there’ I asked.

‘Then he is most probably a dead man. Connor’ He replied without a tone of mourning in his voice.

‘Why? How do you know? What the hell is going on?’ I said, backing away from him.

‘Connor, you stupid idiot, that car had a bomb in it’ He yelled at me.

‘How do you know, because Connor, we have our own guy looking into OUR interests’ Luigi said.

‘Oh yeah, and what are our interests’ I asked, not looking away from Luigi’s eyes.

‘We, are being tracked by a gang in Los Santos’ Luigi said.

‘What the hell is Los Santos’ I asked puzzled.

‘Man oh man, San Andreas is split up into 3 major Islands, Los Santos, San Fierro and Las Vanturas. Los Santos is the major Gang Land area, San Fierro is mostly industrial and Las Venturas is Casinos and just like Vegas.

‘So, whos this gang?’ I asked him.

‘They are known as the Ballas. They wear purple.’ At this he paused and continued. ‘That guy you took down today, was a front yard boy, and they knew you were going to hit him, and now they have Marco’ Luigi said.

 

Boom.

 

‘Holy sh*t, man lets go get Marco’ I said.

 

And with that, we were back on the bike and heading down the trail again. Boy, it got really bumpy on the way down, and we had a few close calls where I thought we were dead. But, we got through it all, until we got to three quarters of the way down the mountain. I could smell fuel and smoke. I think Luigi could too, because he sped up and wouldn’t slow down until we came around a corner. A car, was in the middle of the trail, burning and smouldering. We both hopped off the bike and went up to the wreckage. All I could think of was Marco cant be dead, he just cant.

 

Luigi came over a put his hand on my shoulder, ‘Im sorry man’ he said calmly.

‘man, he cant be dead’ I said, looking down the rest of the mountain.

 

It looked scaleable, and I thought, just maybe, they took him down there. I began to descend directly downward as it wasn’t very steep and easy to tread down. Luigi followed me, drawing a nine.

 

‘Yo, kid, you got heat on ya?’ he asked me.

‘Nah, I don’t man’ I replied back.

‘here take this’ Luigi said handing me another nine.

 

We scaled down the slope with our guns drawn in front of us. We then came down to another trail. It looked like the last one down to a mountain bike gathering club house. We ran down it silently, but swiftly. As soon as we got down near there, we heard voices.

 

‘Tie him up’ One voice said.

‘Ok boss, calm down’ another voice said.

 

Luigi took one side, I took the other. There was a window, I peered through it and saw Marco inside, lying out cold. There were also two men, black skinned men, in Purple. The boss of the two looked up at the window.

 

‘F*ck’ I whispered to myself.

‘Oh sh*t, another ones outside man’ The boss said.

‘what?! Are you sure?’ the other balla asked.

‘im sure’ the boss said.

 

Then two gunshots were heard, along with shattering glass and the two men groaning. I busted in there and pointed my gun at them.

 

‘Don’t, f*cking move’ I said to both them.

 

Luigi ran in. ‘good shooting my friend’ he said to me.

‘what? I thought you shot them’ I said.

 

We both looked at the back window of the club house. The glass was shattered.

 

‘I think, we have some contacts here man’ Luigi said.

‘we do’ I replied.

 

I went outside and scouted around the club house. Nothing. But, I heard a bike coming down the hill. It was Luigis bike. And on it was a man in black. It was definitely a Leone. He got off.

 

‘Thought you guys could use a little help’ the man said.

‘Who are you’ I inquired.

‘My name is Mike’ He said.

‘Mike, my man, they sent you over here too’ Luigi said, while getting up.

‘yeah Luigi, they did’ Mike said while hugging Luigi.

 

Another man then walked around the clubhouse and came through the door. This man, I had never seen before. He was wearing Green and was also a black person.

 

‘Hey, I guess you are the Leone Family gang’ The man said.

‘yeah we are’ I said to this mystery man.

‘well, I was set up here to help ya’s’ he said.

‘Oh yeah, from who?’ Luigi asked.

‘Well I know Joey from when I used to be in Liberty’ the man said. ‘im Carl Johnson, or CJ’.

‘Thanks for ya help Carl’ I said to him gratefully. ‘but what about these guys?’ and I pointed to the ballas lying on the ground.

‘Oh don’t worry, some more will come to get them, and we will be here to cap the ni**az’ CJ said.

 

Marco began to come around.

 

‘Marco, man you okay?’ I asked him quickly.

‘Yeah man, but we gotta get out of here’ he replied trying to stand up.

‘why man, whats up’ I asked.

‘theres a bomb in here’ He said.

‘Sh*t, ill get us some wheels’ CJ said and rushed outside.

‘Okay man, help me get him up’ I said to Mike, who rushed over and helped me get him off the floor.

 

We then walked a safe distance away from the ClubHouse and set Marco down against a rock. We heard a car fly up the trail to us. It was Leone Sentinel.

 

‘get in’ CJ says to us.

 

We sit Marco in the back of the car in the middle. Luigi and Mike get in either side of him and I get in front next to CJ. We drove off up the trail.

 

‘Where we headed’ CJ asked.

‘Get to the top man’ Luigi said.

 

I sat there, thinking to myself, we have been hear two stinking minutes and already, we have begun a war with a gang we know nothing about. For all we could know, they could have a tank. Oh well, we will deal with each situation that comes our way.

 

BOOM.

 

The Clubhouse exploded. Bits of scrap metal were flying around and landing everywhere. We all looked down at what was a Clubhouse.

 

‘f*ck’ Luigi said.

‘that was too close man’ I said.

‘f*ck me, too think I was in there’ Marco said to himself.

 

We had narrowly escaped a near fatal experience. All thanks to this CJ guy. I hope he is really legit and doesn’t try and backstab us. I wouldn’t like to have to kill him, he sounds like pretty good guy already.

[GTASA_passer]

Why arent we getting the distillery profit? its been a week and a half since we got the distillery money.

[Build Up Your Gang]

You all got paid on the 13th, please check before you complain. I'll let it build up a bit more over the next few days so that it can make it seem more money for you when you do get it

 

Anyway - ratings time:

 

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shootingspree - 4th story

The Leones - Chiliad Hideout

$30

$1316 + $30 = $1346

 

Try typing stories out in MS Word if you have it, then do a spelling and grammar check. Your stories are very good, but are full of grammar mistakes - sorting these out will earn plenty more money. Also try adding bits after how they speak.

 

Examples:

 

 

‘Hold on Connor’ Luigi yelled.

and

‘Why didn’t you stop, asshead’ I said frantically.

 

Should be:

 

 

"Hold on Connor!" yelled Luigi over the sound of the motorbike

and

"Why didn't you stop?" I asked frantically. "Asshead!"

 

Like add punctuation before the quotation marks end. Commas are normally first.

 

Some examples:

 

 

"Hi, I'm Mark," I said.

Commas go in phrases like this, in this case after 'Mark'.

"What's up, brother?" asked the man.

The question mark goes there to show it's a question, and notice that the next word should start with a lower case (in this case - 'asked, rather than "Asked"), unless someones name follows it (like it would in "What's up, brother?" Mark asked. - the same goes for I when using first person. 'He', 'She', 'They' all stay lower case.)

"Hey, Mark," I said. "What are we going to do now?"

Here there is the comma and then upper case 'I' because it's in first person. A full stop (period if you're American) comes after the 'said'/'yelled'/'screamed'/etc word if you are going to continue with dialogue form the same character.

 

Don't be put off by the criticism, you're stories are very interesting - I'm just giving tips on how to make more money for them.

 

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Keep the stories coming everyone

 

rated and updated by mark-2007

Edited April 17, 2008 by Build Up Your Gang

[Shootin_spree]

Thanks for the tips. ill try and add them in where needed.

 

The Leone Family

Chiliad Hideout

Chapter 5 – The first wave

 

 

“Oh, sh*t man,” CJ said driving up the trail.

“What’s the matter CJ?” I asked looking at the side reflection mirror. “Are we being followed?”

“No, not yet anyways” CJ said speeding up.

“What’s you’re problem then man?” Luigi asked turning in his seat to look out the back window.

 

At this point Mike grabbed a case from below the seat.

 

“Thank god you grabbed my car CJ!” Mike said opening the case.

“Why man?” CJ asked still peering into his side mirror.

“We got ourselves some heat,” Mike said holding up an MP5.

“Holy sh*t, Mike, where the hell did you get that?” Marco said looking at the gun with gleaming eyes.

“Look, I got two more, who wants them?” Mike asked getting the other two out.

“Yeah, give us one Mike,” I said reaching around the seat to get it.

“Luigi, you want one?” Mike asked, brandishing it at Luigi.

“Nah Mike,” Luigi said. “I can’t shoot for sh*t.”

“Alright then man,” Mike said sliding the other one back in to the case.

 

CJ was flooring it and I wondered why he was so eager to get to the top. We were about half way up the mountain, when suddenly, a car rammed us up the ass.

 

“F*ck!” CJ exclaimed stepping on the pedal where the hell they come from?”

 

Mike rolled down his window and started shooting at the car. It was a Brown color and was rather small. It was a two door car with two men in there, one wearing purple, the other in yellow.

 

“What in the hell is going on here?” Marco said, looking out of the back window.

“Oh sh*t, Marco, get the f*ck down!” Mike yelled and began shooting again.

“Connor, why are you not shooting homie?” CJ said. “Start blasting those fools!”

 

I rolled down my window, and leant out the side. I clutched at the roof and hauled myself up, so that I could sit on the window frame. I took aim and the fired at the driver of the car. First burst of ammo hit him fair in the face. The man in yellow jumped out of the car and rolled to safety. The brown car then tumbled down a hill, with the driver in it. CJ slammed on the breaks and the car skidded to a halt. The man in yellow got up of the ground and ran at the car with a 9mm drawn. He began firing and Mike took him down with the MP5. CJ got out of the car and walked over to the body.

 

“Muthaf*cka,” CJ said to himself examining the body. “We gotta go!”

“What’s up man?” I asked as he got back in the car.

“The Ballas and Vagos are working together,” he said, driving up the trail.

“Vagos?” I asked.

“Mexicans, they can be dangerous,” he told me. “And the Ballas with them…”

“They will be unstoppable?” I finished his sentence.

 

We drove up the trail in silence, all thinking to ourselves. We got to the top in what seemed to be no time at all. We all hopped out of the car and Mike and I carried Marco into the little hut.

 

“Look, they will come back, Connor,” CJ said quietly to me. “And, they wont be messing around, they will come in great numbers.”

 

I thought to myself for a moment, we are a man down, and with limited fire power. There is still ammo left in the Sniper Rifle, but not much of it.

 

“Mike!” I yelled out.

 

He ran out of the hut and came up to me.

 

“What’s the matter?” He asked me, looking down the trail.

“Do you have anymore weapons?” I asked him. “Anything, a nine, a baseball bat? Anything?”

“Nah, sorry man, if I knew that we were going to experience this little hiccup I would of brought more with me,” He said. “Why?”

“There will be more of them, Mike,” CJ told him.

 

I walked over to the edge of the trail. From here you could see the whole trail down to the bottom. And, what I saw was not good at all. 5 or 6 cars, all brown, were making there way up the mountain.

 

“Oh sh*t!!” I screamed, running into the hut and grabbing the rifle.

“What?!” CJ asked hurrying over to the trail. “Oh, f*ck.”

 

Luigi and Mike headed over to CJ and looked down as well, they ran and got and MP5 each.

 

“This is war!” CJ cried, running and grabbing the other MP5.

 

I still had the nine Luigi gave me, tucked in my belt, but this was sniping time. I crept out onto the trail and pointed my scope directly down the trail where the cars would come. Within minutes the first car came trundling up the trail and I fired. I got the driver right between the eyes. He fell back in his seat and the car went zooming up the trail at me. His foot was stuck on the accelerator. I dived out of the way as the car went straight into a rock. CJ, Mike and Luigi all held there guns at the car. The accident had severely hurt the passenger who was bleeding from the temple. CJ put his gun through the window and shot him. Car one was down. I instructed CJ and Luigi to go up a little bit of the trail and hide behind a rock, so when the next car came through they could shoot passenger and driver halting there car. And it worked successfully. We were all celebrating when two more cars rounded the corner up the trail. They all got out and proceeded up the trail on foot. CJ and Luigi hurried back up the trail, so that I could snipe the four men. I took aim, squeezed the trigger and took out three of the four men. But, the sniper was jammed and the man was closing in, holding his nine up at me. I ran, and the man shot, one bullet grazed my leg, the next hit the car that crashed into the rock. He took aim again and fired three more bullets. They all missed, came very close, but missed. And then Mike, came out from behind a rock and, with a well aimed shot hit the man directly in the stomach. He fell down, clutching at his gut, and I grabbed my nine out of my belt. I held it at his face.

 

“Do it,” He said, gasping for air. “I’m done for anyways.”

 

I shot him three times. Another car rounded the corner, but backed off the accelerator, coming to a dead stand. The driver was observing the scene.

 

“Sh*t, lets go man,” the passenger said, and they backed up and turned around.

 

Four cars were down. We decided to grab a car each and drive it up to the hut. I pulled the dead driver from my car and chucked him down the mountain side. I hopped in and drove it up to the hut and parked it. Luigi came up next, followed by CJ. Mike was trying to get the car that crashed into the rock to start, but with no prevail. We all laughed at him and decided to sit down in the cars and talk amongst ourselves.

 

“Well, we won this time,” I said. “But, we will have pi**ed them off now.”

“Yeah man, we are gonna need some guns!” CJ exclaimed turning on his car radio.

 

We talked for hours, eventually Mike got the car started and drove it up next to us, we were in a circle of cars basically. I thought to myself, how far are these gangs going to go. And, CJ feels that the Ballas and Vagos may be a bigger threat then anyone could understand. Well, Mt Chiliad is proving to be a fun little challenge for me. But, alas, my Sniper Rifle is out of bullets, or jammed, or both. I hope I get another one soon.

 

Edited April 18, 2008 by Shootin_spree

[Wanted Assailant]

Joining. Add me to the Sindacco Family and Bitch'n Dog Food as my starting property please?

[GTASA_passer]

Can we buy hunting rifle, it costs 50$ leaving us with 399$

[VinnieLeone]

The Wedding part ll

 

Joey stops with Phil and Toni at the Snaps Clothes Store to get a tux for Joey with his white one covered in blood, he bought a brown tux with a red rose on it just like his father's suit. They then check security at the church. Sindacco men and Toni's men were stretch out in cars, on buildings and even a helicopter. but the party afterwards was going very large.

 

(St Ann's Church)

 

Priest:(Speaking Italian)

 

Priest:Joseph Nicholas Leone, Do you take Kathy as your beloved wife?

 

Joey:I do

 

Priest:And Kathy Franchesca Rascino, do you take

Joey as your beloved husband?

 

Kathy: I do

 

Priest:(Speaking Italian).

 

The two then kiss, Don Lucchezi,Don Forelli,Don Vercetti,Don Leonenetti,Don Sindacco and Toni Cipriani all clapped. after they dance and cut the cake Joey goes to his office where he and tommy met.

 

Tommy:Don Leone(Kising his hand)

 

Joey: yes Tommy what can i do for you?

 

Tommy: im Expanding into Liberty i need some turf. i was thinking of Barwos(Rich Neighborhood in Alderney.)

 

Joey:Not bad ok Tommy,But ah it may be time to get more recruits for your family.

 

Tommy:Will do Joe.

 

Joey goes outside and is about to go to to his wedding party.(everyone left to go the docks where the party was going to be hailed on Johnny Sindacco's Yatch). Five Days afterwards Joey and Alphonso were charged with Murder,Racketeering and Illegal Gambling. Lucky for them the charges were dropped and they were free, Just like what happened to Salvatore in 1998.(I know that didn't happen i forgot what really happened.) Giovanni Lucchezi started moving in Leone turf in Dukes. Giovanni made his move against The Cipriani family in South Broker. He hired at least 30 members of the Rollin 9's(Based on the LatinKings) to kill Cipriani. Toni made it out alive but it cost him his Capos. Then at the Francis International Airport, He sent 2 men to kill Diego. The hit failed. Then the Irish Mob and the Lucchezi joined forces to Kill Toni and Joey and take over their empires. Of course Johnny Sindacco caught on and warned Joe and Toni, With this outbreak they created the Leone-Sindacco-Cipriani Alliance. The Forellis moved to Vice city wanting nothing to do with the new War.

 

 

 

Next Chapter- The Liberty War of 08

[Themaddddog23]

Diablos – Chapter 4: Yardie Attack– Hepburn Heights – Portland – 9:04 PM – February 2, 2000

 

The big day began here, when one Gang was messing with us. (Not the Leones)

 

El Burro: We got big trouble man

Me: What’s the matter?

El Burro: The Yardies have been pulling sh*t on me. I would like you to take them out.

Me: Ah sh*t, I guess another time to kill those darn Jamaicans

 

As I then quickly grabbed my Stinger and drove off, I was on-guard for any Jamaicans so I can stop there Businesses as I quickly decided to Drive off to the Portland Docks to see if any SPANK was being brought from the Yardies to stop it. Then, I did saw some Yardies who were talking to each other.

 

Yardie1: This SPANK will be good when we tell the Boss

Yardie2: Yeah man, this will teach other Drugs to screw off

 

I quickly drove as fast as I can killing a Yardie and then one of them saying, “You MouthaF*cka! Your not supposed to be here!” but then pulled a Colt 45. and killing the Yardie Basterd. Then I saw a Yardie Lobo speeding by as a Rammed it off and then 2 Yardie Drug Dealers came out of the car and blasted my car.

 

Yardie: WTF are you doing man, King Courtney is gonna be pissed!

 

I just killed him and his friend to send him to Hell alongside with the other Yardie. Screw King Courtney, he is a f*cking di*khead that doesn’t know nothing about this darn Spank. Then I killed more Yardie Drug Dealers in Saint Marks with some Leone Attraction who were also trying to sell there SPANK on the streets. I killed the dealers of the Leones and the Jamaicans too.

 

Then after that I went to Fort Staunton were I met more Yardies trying to kill me. I wacked them with a Baseball Bat and ran them over with there Yardie Lobos not to screw any Diablo Businesses around the City. But then more Yardies in a Coach flipped over my Car and then I shot them to teach them a lesson once and for all.

 

More Jamaicans came to fight me only armed with Baseball Bats and Colts. I easily won them and then taught them respect to show how the Diablos do it. Then I decided to have some fun. I bought an Uzi from Ammu-Nation and decided to do a Little Drive By. I slaughtered about 50 Jamaicans for Revenge.

 

Then it’s back to work. There were Jamaican Drug Dealers around Staunton Island. I got to the first one and slaughtered him with a Baseball Bat and another came and killed him by showing how my Colt works. Then I stole a Yardie Lobo to sneak to the Drug Dealers.

 

Yardie: Hey you stole my brotha’s car! Come back you A$$hole!

 

Then I quickly drove off and then took down 1 Drug Dealer in Bellville Park by Hit and Running his Ass and then flipped over the Yardie Lobo into traffic blowing up 3 cars and getting Yardie attention. I quickly pulled out the Uzi from Ammu-Nation and killing them. Then I stole a Banshee and then head to Torrington were the last drug dealers were.

 

I quickly killed the first one and the Second one was trying to get back to the Leader. I quickly drove-by him and blew up his car before he arrived at Newport. Then there was 3 last Rumpo’s driving the Yardies in Shoreside Vale. I was quickly alarmed and then decided to drive to Shoreside Bridge and then I found 4 Jamaicans in a Rumpo and destroyed the Van.

 

Then I went into Shoreside Vale continuing to find the 2 Last Vans so I could kill them. One was riding around Ceder Grove and then I decided to destroy it. But the Van was bulletproof so I rammed it while in Pike Creek and then the Jamaicans got out then showing them how my gun works. Then Colombians saw the shooting then I decided to take them out.

 

Then one was in Wichita Gardens and then I rammed the van into the Sea and seeing the Jamaicans sink into hell. But then the Southside Hoods drove there vans nearly hitting me into the sea but there Van sunk before you know it. After it sunk, Hoods were chasing me until Staunton.

 

Hood: You must die you Diablo

Me: Yeah we will see!

 

Then after arriving in Staunton, I decided to pull out the Uzi and shot them as hard as I can. After the shooting, I made it to Hepburn finding that a Gun fight between the Yardies and Diablos and decided to help my gang. I shot the Lobos driving and blew them up before they can escape.

 

El Burro: Nice taking out those Jamaicans, you deserve 5000$

Me: Thanks, El Burro.

El Burro: Be careful, the Yardie gang doesn’t end here

Edited April 19, 2008 by Themaddddog23

[Build Up Your Gang]

radicell here.

 

Shootin_spree - 4th story

The Leones - Chiliad Hideout

$33

$1346 + $33 = $1379 + $100 bonus = $1479

 

VinnieLeone - 10th story

The Leones - Caligula's Casino

$22

$1479 + $22 = $1501 + $100 bonus = $1601

 

themaddddog23 - 4th story

The Diablos - Hepburn Heights

$37

$78 + $37 = $115

 

GTASA_passer: Hunting Rifle bought. You now have $459 when added the distillery money, see below.

 

Wanted Assailant: You've been added.

 

Distillery Money

 

Up to now, the Grove Street Families, Da Nang Boys, Triads, and Colombian Cartel have distilleries. However, all these gangs but the GSF have been inactive recently, so only the GSF shall get the distillery money. The money is $60 since last payment was April 13th and today is April 19th.

 

Keep the stories coming, everyone! [/b]

[GhostGlendale]

 

 

Chapter 7: Jailbreak

 

I was in solitary confinment. It was freezing. Someone slided food under the door, through an opening. It was cold mashed potatoes and cold chicken. How can people survive here?! As i ate i was thinking what to do. Nothing entered my mind. Suddenly, the alarm went off and i heard the speaker saying:

 

"Intruder alert! Heavily armed and protected! He's going on the second floor to solitary confinment!"

 

I heard gun shots and some other weird shots. I couldn't recognize the weapon. Somebody opened

the door. It was Luke!

 

"Luke! How glad i am to see you!"

 

"He,he. I heard you were arrested so i came here to help! Here take this rudger, we will have to blast some heads."

 

We went out of the solitary confinment.

 

"John! Get to the control room and destroy those computers!"

 

"Which one?"

 

"All of 'em!"

 

I ran to the control room. Suddenly a guard showed up in front of me. I blasted his head quickly.

I got out to the normal jail cells. There i saw 10 guards pointing guns at me.

 

"Here fetch!" Said Luke while throwing a molotov in my hands.

 

"You guards are going down!"

 

I threw a molotov at them. It exploded and took out every single one of them! That was cool. I continued running. A guard jumped on me. I struggled, but then i shot him in the hearth and left him on the floor. As i was coming closer to the control room, i heard gun shots and people yelling: „Free me! Free me!“. When i entered, i didn't see anyone in there. It looked clear to me. I started shooting the computers. They blown fast. Every jail cell was open, and everyone was running around.

 

“John! We gotta go now! I’ll meet you at the front entrance!”

 

“OK!”

 

I ran to the front entrance. It was near. When I exited the building, I saw Luke in Salvatore’s Mafia Sentinel. I ran over to him and entered the car…

 

“Damn! What if they follow us?” I said angrily

 

“Oh I took care of them…”

 

“What did you do?”

 

“I poured sugar in their gas tanks. That makes the car un-driveable if you know what I mean?”

 

“Ha, ha, ha! Ye’ I know what you mean man!”

 

We went to the nearest hotel. He had a room, so he didn’t have to rent one. I rented a nice apartment. It wasn’t rich or anything… Just nice. I gotta go to sleep. Maybe tomorrow something awaits. I don't know...

 

[Themaddddog23]

Diablos – Chapter 5: Sour Deal – XXX Mags Store – 10:40 PM – Portland – February 8 2000

 

I get a call from El Burro saying,

 

El Burro: “Come meet me at Portland Docks”

Me: “Why?”

El Burro: “This is important”

 

So he said it was important while I was going to get pure XXX. So then I drove in my Diablo Stallion and then drove off to the Portland Docks to see what was “Important”. Then after arriving I see millions of packages of SPANK that fell of a Dodo flied by the Colombian Cartel. It crashed killing all the Cartel. Then some Diablos found it alongside with El Burro who are there recovering all the SPANK. El Burro says the Diablos are having a deal with a Hispanic gang from Vice City called the Cubans led by Umberto Robina.

 

El Burro: “Those Cubans want some good drugs from a gang in Liberty and were the one after stealing all this SPANK”

Me: “That’s like tons of Spank right there amigo, this will get us lots of money and what that Cuban Gang wants.”

El Burro: “Arriba! Arriba!”

 

However room was running out in there cars, but El Burro told me to get a Barracks OL. I had to go to the Army Surplus in Staunton Island, but I knew that the Yardies were not gonna be happy when they see me in Newport and Bellville Park. So I went to Callahan Bridge to drive to the Army Surplus in Rockford were a Ferry Station used to be there. Then I went to talk to Phil.

 

Me: “Phil, can I borrow your Barracks OL?

Phil: “On only one condition, you kill the Yardies that are trying to steal weapons from me and there coming right now!”

Me: “Ok, I will take out the Yardie di*kheads.”

Phil “Alright, here they come!”

 

Then I was quickly alarmed that Yardies would come straight from the roads in there Lobos and quickly try to steal weapons. Then, the first Lobo came. Phil let me get a Rocket Launcher, AK47, M4, and Grenades. I used my Rocket Launcher and blew up the first Lobo. Now there coming in A Explosion proof Patriot. I decided to use the M4 and quickly blew it up. Then A Securicar came and used the AK47 to destroy it. Last thing I knew another lobo came and used the Grenades to destroy it. Then that is it. Phil let me borrow his Barracks OL and I drove off.

 

Then I saw Yardies trying to push me off the road with there Explosion-proof Lobos and I quickly made it to Portland then seeing some Triad Fish Vans trying to destroy the Barracks OL. Unfortunately for both of the Gangs, there cars got rammed and flipped over. Then after losing them I went back to Portland Docks seeing the remaining SPANK being put into the Truck. After that, he said that the Cubans were going to meet them at the Shoreside Picnic Area to do the Deal

 

We went to there but first to Staunton. Then we had trouble, the Yardie and Cartel gangs attacked us on sight. The Colombians and Yardies knew that out gang caused trouble on them, the Cartel for stealing the Drugs after the Dodo crashed, and the Yardies for preventing them from getting any Weapons. They both helped each other to prevent us to get to the Picnic Area.

 

Then we rammed all there cars and put a Drive-By on Newport and Fort Staunton to slaughter them and then head for the Picnic Area. But then when after arriving of the Lift Bridge, more Colombian Cartels on the way, we used the tunnel that connects the airport to the gardens so we wouldn’t have to pass the Residential Area and Pike Creek, witch was Cartel Turf.

 

Finally we made it to the Gardens passing the South Side Hoods because they would want to steal the Drugs. After arriving, we saw some Cuban Jetmaxes and Cuban Hermes arrive and did the Deal. But one problem, South Side Hoods appeared.

 

Hood1: “Hey, get the f**k out of here man, this is not your turf”

Hood2: “Steal there dam SPANK too, that’s a lot”

Me “Get the f**k out of here Asshole, get lost!”

Diablo: “Yeah, get out of here.”

 

Then the Hoods came, I still had my AK47 from Phil’s Place, easily blowing off there Units. Then I saw more of them this time using my Rocket Launcher and blowing off there Vans so they would not cause anymore trouble while having a Deal with the Cubans and getting our Money. Then I went to see how the Deal was going. Seeing the Cubans paid 1,000,000$ dollars actually, thanks to that SPANK.

 

Then they got in Boats to ship them and then we went to Hepburn Heights and back to home turf. We celebrated that hard earned cash.

 

El Burro: “You did it Amigo! I knew I could trust you! Those Hoods though could have blown the deal, but you dealt them”

Me: “Yeah I know those Hoods could not do anything to us”

El Burro: “Well, all well that end well, see you later”

Edited April 20, 2008 by Themaddddog23

[Wanted Assailant]

Sindacco Chapters- Chapter I

 

 

It’s dark in the streets of Liberty City, and what I mean by that is the fact that crime is overwhelmed

over here and anyone will do anything for money. That’s right, the most common sin the world, greed. One of the so called seven sins that everyone has been plagued upon with. People even murder for the money. So much that they’ll kill strangers, friends, allies, kingpins and even their own family sometimes.

The power of such simple paper that can be easily burned is astounding.

 

Unfortunately, I’m one of those beings who was destined with this horrible fate. I couldn’t escape it really, I’ve pretty much lived my whole with crime, since I was born in the residence of Liberty City and still walking these streets here. My mother used to be in the works of a mafia. Rare. She used to be the hit man of the gang, or “Hit Woman” if you wanna be technical. Yeah, you know where this going towards. My mother taught me all of the techniques in the mafia and how it all works. Why? Most likely because I’ll end up just as her, and never did that destiny drove onto a different road. She worked as a hit man for the mafia, and you expect the tons of total kills she had accomplished. That’s how the job works.

 

The Don of the mafia calls you up, tells you to whack some guy, and you get the payment once the deed is done. You need a very cold heart to go through these type of things, sadly, someone who’s born into this job doesn’t need a heart all. I don’t know how my mother came into this business at all, but I knew it was all wrong. Doesn’t even matter since I don’t even know my own father. I never spoke to my mother about it and never will, I never question the existence of absence family members as others do.

 

 

My destiny was to fall into the same fate as my mother did. A destiny I hope others will never come close too. Become this hit man and die the same way she did, her way out of a horrible lifestyle...

 

 

12:47 PM- 1983

It’s dark, cold and is pouring cats and dogs in Liberty City. This might seem the wrong time to go out to the naked eye... But for some it’s always a great day to proceed with a hit...

Along the streets of Chinatown and the Red Light District draws the appearance of a orange Kurama screeching off the edge of a street halting a stop. The door pledge itself open and a shady man runs out of the vehicle. He quickly dashes to a nearby dark alleyway.

 

Two big mistakes, riding in a orange Kurama in dark Liberty City will bring attention, second, falling into a dark abandon alley. The man catches his breath before taking another step, he then jumps over a pile of boxes still panting heavily. He kneels on one dying for more air to continue the run. It seems adrenaline kicks in at the wrong time...

 

A figure in a light brown jacket and dark pants slowly walks up to the kneeling man, who was now terrified as ever, begging for dear life. He prays to holy as a last resort, while the dark figure pulls out a German USP. He cocked the gun and slowly at blank point aims the gun at the man’s cranium.

Tears fall out of the man’s eyes before a bullet is put through between his eyes. A loud succession

screeched across the quiet ears of the city, continuously echoing through the morbid streets.

 

 

 

 

 

Name's Gianni Agosto. A hit man working for the Sindacco family.

 

 

It's more of a prologue, so the USP hangun doesn't really count.

 

 

 

Also can characters from the GTA III canon appear in stories?

Edited April 20, 2008 by Wanted Assailant

[radicell]

Da Nang Boys - Pier 69

 

Chapter VIII: Explosive Avispa

As much as I had tried to slip away from the embarassing scene at Battery Point, the city of San Fierro was not a quiet one. Word quickly got around that the Triads had scored a big point over the Da Nang Boys. I couldn’t even walk from my apartment to Pier 69 without a sniveling half-Chinese punk scoffing in my direction. Normally I would have pulled out my Mac and threatened the guy or simply give him a punch to the stomach, but recently I’ve been too tired and simply couldn’t be bothered. So, on the second morning, when I finally returned to Pier 69 again, I expected a welcoming, consoling attitude from my buddies. Instead, I was faced with grim looks and objurgatory words.

 

The Da Nang Boys pushed me around and accused me of being rogue; they shoved me and called me a dishonorable member of the group. They said that my actions led to the entire gang’s humiliation and that I had caused us to lose respect all over town. A flash of reconciliation occurred in my head. For the first time since we got here, the Da Nang Boys at Pier 69 showed signs of an internal brawl.

 

I was sulking on a park bench when Ed approached me. Ed was the kind type, who would do anything for a friend. We had struck up a good friendship on the cargo ship, but I hadn’t talked to him much recently. I tried to converse with him, but he was in no mood for chatter.

“Can’t chat now, Max. Just heard off the streets that some senior Triads have booked the entire Country Club for this afternoon! Heard that it’s one of their annual ‘executive’ meetings with all the other Triads in the country. Vice, Liberty, they all gonna be here!”

“What’s so special about that?” I questioned. “They a criminal organization, they naturally have these meetings.”

“It’s different with the Triads.. everything that happens in the next year is discussed in this one afternoon of golf. New deals, allies, elimination of certain gangs, expansion, I say, Max, you should go and check it out yourself. But Max,” he cautioned, “make sure you are not seen.”

 

Four hours later, I was alone, crouching on the concrete parking lot atop Missionary Hill, watching the Triad vehicles pull in from my vantage point. There were already two Triad Fish Vans and one Elegy in the parking lot of Avispa Country Club.

 

Out of the main building walked ten Chinese men. I was sure these were the Triad ‘executives’. They were dressed in different colors. The men in black were from San Fierro, I was sure. But the other colors, grey and red, I wasn’t sure which was which. I had brought my Mac, and was gripping it firmly, when I decided that I wouldn’t use it today. After all, disrupting the Triad meeting was more or less going to get me killed.

 

Ten minutes later, I stood fifteen feet away from the group of colorfully dressed men while rummaging through the back of a Caddy. Previously, I had made my way down the hill, stolen a Caddy from one unfortunate teenage part-timer, and driven it to the most secluded spot that I could still hear the Triads from – where I was standing now.

 

For three minutes now, I had been pretending to fix my Caddy. I had caught some words off the Triads’ conversation. Liberty, Yakuza, Da Nang. I had no doubt in my mind that the Liberty and Vice Triads were urging the San Fierro Triads to eliminate our gang. My attention was momentarily distracted by a vroom sound from the parking lot. I turned my head, and saw three silver-and-red sports cars that I had never before seen in my life. I was sure these vehicles didn’t exist anywhere in the state of San Andreas. The Triads, however, didn’t seem to hear, and went on with their conversations.

 

Eleven Asian men stepped out of the sports cars and walked towards the main building. From what their facial features showed, they were not Chinese, and they were holding guns. I didn’t like it, but dismissed the idea in my mind and continued eavesdropping.

 

About a minute later, a woman’s scream was heard from inside Avispa’s main building, and gunshots rang out. The Triads jumped to their feet and gripped their weapons. Out of the building emerged the same people I had seen with the sports cars. They opened fire at the Triads. Some of the Triads went down, writhing in pain, while others returned fire. The place erupted into a battlefield. Bullets ripped apart the green carpet-like golf course. The Yakuza were here.

 

I jumped into my Caddy and drove away, having decided that I had seen enough action for the week.

 

**

EDIT: I'd like to buy a combat shotgun plus grenades for the Da Nang Boys.

Edited April 20, 2008 by radicell

[Build Up Your Gang]

Hi all,

 

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Ghostglendale - 8th story

Grove Street Families

$26

$459 + $26 = $485

 

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themaddddog23 - 5th story

The Diablos

$18

$115 + $18 = $133

A bit simplistic: "I went there and did this. Something happened so I did this." You need to expand on these things and describe them.

$100 for a fifth story

$133 + $100 = $233

 

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Wanted Assailant - 1st story

The Sindaccos

$35

$100 + $35 = $135

A good opener, nice decriptions

and yes - I use GTA III canon characters in my stories so others can too.

 

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radicell - 9th story

Da Nang Boys

$43

$860 + $43 = $903

Combat shotgun and grenades purchased:

$903 - $380 - $75 = $448

 

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Nice stories chaps, keep up the good work

 

rated and updated by mark-2007

[VinnieLeone]

This will be my last story of the JoeyLeone Arc. my next arc will be about Mr.Gravelli(GTA 4 Mobster) and the Five Families of Liberty. The Leone Family,Sindacco Family, Petrovic Family, Roth family(Jewish Mob) and the Abruzzi family.

Mr. Gravelli is an old school and well connected Mob boss based in Lower Algonquin,He is 67 and can be seen in the fourth tralier saying "We got big problems". also having troubles with the Irish mob in LIberty who are declining.

 

 

 

 

Liberty war of 08

 

The War lasted until the death of Vito Lucchezi and henery bell of the irish mob. But just then the Leones became the dominant family in Liberty. Aug 15,2008 Joseph Leone retired as Don.on the 20th the FBI arrested 34 members of the Leone and Cipriani family. Joey Leone,Toni Cipriani,Mickey hamfist,Gianni Stacicco. Joey Leone dies in 2018 of a stroke. on his grave it says "I'm not the man my father was or is, I accepted that".

[mark-2007]

A chapter consistng of a massive 4 lines long? Please re-write it if you want it rated.

 

Also - could you write your next story arc as first person or at least centred around a main character rather than a sort of history book-style?

[GTASA_passer]

Chapter 24 – GSF – 3:30 am – Snipe lesson

 

My phone started ringing, at first, it was barely hearable. But after a few seconds, while I was waking up, it was loud like a doorbell. My hands were shaking and the phones display light was cutting my sight. I answered.

 

“Who the f*ck is it, its 3 in the morning for god sake?!”

 

“It’s Sweet, me and CJ have been kidnapped. We are in a red Burrito van. The van Is heading for the Grey Imports.”

 

“What the f*ck, ill’ be there in a short time. Hang on.”

 

“Hey, what the f*ck, gimme’ back my phone!”

 

Then the line broke. Now, I was as awake as pie. The kidnappers know I am going to come, they want my head! I had to think fast. The kidnappers are expecting me, they want me to come into a trap. But, I have a accessory for my MP5. I will come onto a rooftop and snipe them all. Then I can throw a Molotov if I see any weed or drugs. My clothes were all over the house, took me a long time to find them. I thought about bringing a homie, but it was 3:30 am and its best to think only with your head. Not someone else’s head! I got on my BF-400 and went to one of the dock rooftops. It was so dark, not even an owl couldn’t find its way around. I turned on my thermal view on the accessory and saw some guys, some weed and a van in unidentified color. There was a deal going on, someone wanted Sweet and CJ in exchange for the drugs. I first blasted the ones who had the van. The others ran for cover. They thought it was an ambush. I silently threw a burning Molotov at them then at the drugs. The plan wasn’t a complete fail after all. I went down to rescue the hostages, who were in this case Sweet and CJ.

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

[VinnieLeone]

A chapter consistng of a massive 4 lines long? Please re-write it if you want it rated.

 

Also - could you write your next story arc as first person or at least centred around a main character rather than a sort of history book-style?

I never wanted it rated, i got bored with Joey from GTA 3.

Im Now doing Mr Gravelli(From GTA4 Fourth trailer). Gravelli was a Capo in the leone family.

 

Main Charaters

 

Paul "Paulie" Gravelli-Capo of Algonquin(Soon to be boss of the Leones in Liberty fraction).

 

Johnny Petrovic took control of the Leone family and moved the family to Vice City

 

Vincent "Vinnie" Leone(Recently released from prison and cousin of Joey and Diego leone.)

 

Supporting Charaters

 

Thomas Stubs III- Congressman

 

Charles"Bugsy" Gravano-Sindacco Consiglieri

 

Nikolai"Niko" Bellic- Protagnist of GTA IV(Niko is looking for his old buddy from the Army unit Niko served in but they was killed by this man. Niko works for the mafia so they help find that guy).

 

Alphonso"Al" Leone- Currently in court. Gravelli's good friend.

 

 

Jamir"Crazy J" Anderson-GSF Leader(2003-)

 

Issac Roth(No this is not Hyman roth he is i guess in the Jewish mob who i suspect to be the one at the end of Trailer 4 being held at gun point by

Niko.

 

Raymond "Ray" Alberga-Mob boss of the Cipriani family in South Broker. (The Old Abruzzi family lasted 2 weeks before the Hierchy decided to call it the Cipriani family).

 

Kenny Gravano(Related to Charles) he is the Current Underboss/Acting boss of the Sindacco.

 

Minor charaters

 

Joey-Currently in Prison

 

Mike-Associate of the Sindaccos(Runs the Mailbu club in vice city)

 

Santino Vercetti(Son of Tommy) and Current Acting boss.

[Shootin_spree]

The Leone Family

Chiliad Hideout

Chapter 5 - Helping the Hood

 

 

"Oh, f*ck," I heard a voice talking. "are you serious man?"

 

I opened my eyes, thinking it was all just a dream. But then...

 

"Get the f*ck up everyone!" CJ said in a loud voice ramming his way into the hut.

"What the f*ck man?" I asked him.

"We gotta go and help my homies out," CJ said waking Mike up.

"What the....f*ck off CJ," Mike said in a slurry sort of way.

"Get the f*ck up!" CJ yelled this time.

"Hey, wait just a f*cking minute," Luigi said. "How the f*ck do you know your friends are in trouble?"

"Its called a phone," CJ said to Luigi. "dumbass."

"Okay, where are your homies?" I asked him.

"Back in the hood," CJ said walking out of the hut.

 

Mike and Luigi got up and walked outside. I stayed inside checking on Marco.

 

"Hey man, you alright?" I asked him in a low voice.

"Yeah man, but, i feel like sh*t," He told me.

"Okay man, sit tight and stay here today," I told him and walked out the door.

"Wheres Marco at man?" CJ inquired, hopping into the Leone Sentinel.

"He still feels a little blue," I told him hopping into the passenger seat.

 

When everyone was in the car, CJ floored it all the way down the mountain, he is actually a pretty good driver. We got off the mountain in practically minutes. CJ then floored it all the way to a bridge where he crossed some water to get to another part of the Mainland.

 

"Welcome to Los Santos, fellas," CJ said, while each of us were staring around out of the windows.

 

There were so many people in Los Santos and we had only just got in to it.

 

Ring Ring

 

"Answer it for me man," CJ said, passing the phone to me.

 

I picked up, and the first thing i could here was gun fire.

 

"Hey, CJ, are you on your way yet?" I heard a voice say.

"Yeah, we are on our way right now," I told him.

"Hey, who the f*ck is this?" The voice asked. "Put CJ on now!"

"He is driving, he asked me to answer it," I told the voice.

"Prove it," The voice said. "Get him to yell something out."

"He wants you to yell something out," I told CJ.

"Sweet you dumbsh*t, he is with me ni**a!!!" CJ screamed at my hand.

"Okay man, you proved it," The voice told me. "I'm Sweet."

"Okay Sweet, we are on the way," I said and hung up.

 

Luigi and Mike were talking quitely in the backseat while I looked out the window and saw the many sites of Los Santos. In one part it had Big Skyscrapers, then right next to them was a park and also a skate park. But, as we got further into this part of town, we recieved glares from men in Purple.

 

"Punkass ballas," CJ said under his breath.

"Will they shoot?" I asked CJ.

"Nah, they shouldn't do, this is an unfamiliar car to them," CJ told me. "Lucky it has tinted windows, too"

 

We crossed a bridge leading down to what looked like, a fast food restraunt and took a sharp turn down an alleyway. We got through this alleyway and out onto a long road, we passed a gym and a coupld of houses. Then, all we could here was gunshots. CJ pulled into another alleyway, and we could see it, Purple men verse Green Men. CJ got out, and we all followed suit. He jumped over a fence and carefully broke a window. He got through the window and I jumped over the fence.

 

"Mike, Luigi, you guys stay here," I said lowly.

 

I also snuck through the window and was on the floor of a kitchen.

 

"CJ?" I whispered into the house. "CJ, you there?"

 

I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. CJ rounded the corner on the stairs and ran through to the kitchen, holding some good ass wepons.

 

"Here, you can take this," He said handing me a sniper rifle.

 

I ran to the backdoor and opened it for him to walk out. Then I ran to the sidewall and told Mike and Luigi to jump over now. Gunfire still rang through the air. And, by the sounds of it, more had arrived. CJ told me there was ladder to get onto the roof. I followed the house around until I saw it. I climbed up and got into a good position. I was watching the scene, bodies were piling the street, mostly from the purple side. But, the green side also had alot of men down. Both side had cover from parked cars in the street. I saw CJ, Mike and Luigi run over to the bunch of green men and crouch down. CJ pointed at me and everyone looked up at me. I reverted my scope back to the Purple men and took aim. One of them had there head clearly shown, the very top of it. I was aimed right on it, pulled the trigger and splat. Blood flew everywhere. I took aim again, no heads were visible, I took a new strategy, gas tanks. Aiming carefully, I scoped one of the gas tanks, carefully, I pulled the trigger. Nothing.

 

"f*ck," I whispered to myself, taking aim again.

 

One of the purple mens head appeared looking for me. Pulled the trigger, another bloody mess. I was painting the cars red. The Green men were keeping there heads down. And then, a flaming bottle flew across the street at the Purple men. Direct hit on one of the cars. It exploded, tire and metal flew everywhere. I got it, shoot the gas tanks so fuel piles out of it. I shot every cars gas tank and Molotov after molotov flew across the street. Everycar had been destroyed and the purple men were all dead. I got down off the roof and ran over to CJ and the gang.

 

"Good shooting my man," CJ said.

"yeah, excellent stuff man," A man said to me coming over and shaking my hand. "I'm Sweet."

"Thanks lads, but the Molotov thing, beautiful," I told them.

 

We all walked off back into a house. Later, I found out it was Sweets house and we had a house party. I sat outside on the porch looking down the street. We had just made enemy number one in Los Santos. The ballas.

[johnson.]

Diablos – Chapter 5: Sour Deal – XXX Mags Store – 10:40 PM – Portland – February 8 2000

 

El Burro: “You did it Amigo! I knew I could trust you! Those Hoods though could have blown the deal, but you dealt them”

Me: “Yeah I know those Hoods could not do anything to us”

El Burro: “Well, all well that end well, see you later”

That be fighting words!

[VinnieLeone]

Sorry Correction paulie gravelli is 48 my bad

 

 

 

 

Chapter 1-The Move

 

Prologue

 

Following the arrest of Joey Leone and the Hierchy of the Leone family Caporegime Paul Gravelli voted on Petrovic to become the new don, with Al in court it was final. Gravelli joined in 1996 And became made in 1999. became capo in 2002.Salvatore, appealing to Gravelli's sense of loyalty and Sicilian roots, recruited him into Cipriani's regime where he "made his bones" and became Joey's chief lieutenant. Gravelli came responsible for undermining the power structure of the Lucchezi Family, and order the hits of traitor Luigi Tovino, caporegimes Big Bobby Toro and Pietro Testa, consigliere Domenica Mazza nd the Family underboss, Emilio Lucchezi J.R. All of these hits were carried out by Aldo Torini and Gravelli. During the war of 06-07's Castellmmarsse War, Gravelli knows as "Quick Draw Gravelli" or "Qucik Draw Paulie" was Famous for the assassination of Big bobby Toro. Legend has that Big Bobby and Gravelli both drawn the their weapons at the same time but Gravelli having a longer and bigger gun somehow shot Toro first. By 2007 he was a top mobster in the underworld.

 

 

Lower Algonquin

 

I was sitting in my den with my bodyguard Mario Abrosi playing Halo 3 when I got a call.

 

(Phone ringing)

 

Paulie-Ya, who is it?

 

Man- Something terrible has happened!(Gunshots in the background.) its those f*cking Irish they shooting up the place.... Oh my god no!!!!!!!!!!!(gunshot).

 

(4 men hide in the bushes)

 

Paulie- Get my limo ready! now!

I nerver been shot before and its not happening now. as soon i made it to my Limo 4 gunmen armed with uzi's started firing into my car.

 

 

Paulie- hit the f*cking gas now!!(they run over one of the gunmen).

 

Someone wanted me dead and i want to know who.(Paulie pulls out his cellphone)- Calling- Issac Roth

 

Roth:Hello?

 

Paulie:Ya its Paulie meet me at the The grand hotel- in Downtown.

 

Roth:Why? I Can't make it meet my associate Vincent Leone.

 

Paulie:... Vincent? You mean Big time Vincent"Vinnie Blue Eye" Leone? When he get out?

 

Roth: last week i gotta go.

 

(Phone ringing)

 

Packie McReary : Ya?

 

Man:Its Done the 69th Dinner is filled with Italian blood.

 

Packie: Good i'll call you back.

[Lochie_old]

I'll rate this after homework.

[radicell]

I'll rate this after homework.

You do seem to have a lot of homework.

[D Storted]

Alright, I'm back. I'm curious; do other people read the other writers' stories? I, personally, read mostly every other story, with a few exceptions, and was just wondering how everyone else was participating.

 

Chapter II: Taking out the Trash

Part II

 

I spotted Chung as soon as my eyes adjusted to the damp dimness of the garage; he was the fidgety guy over by the van, all alone, smoking a cigarette like it was going out of style. When he saw me he took an extra big, extra fast drag and hurriedly scratched his nose before exhaling the relatively thick smoke into the still air.

 

"Hi, you must be Johnny, right?" he asked, offering his hand which still held his burning cigarette.

 

"Yeah, that's me," I replied. When I shook his hand, the short pile of ash at the end of his cigarette broke off and floated down to the dusty floor. "You Chung?"

 

"Yeah yeah, I'm Chung." He took back his hand and jammed his cigarette in his mouth. "Pretty straightforward job today, huh? Nothin' like that huge f*ck-up last week, right? A heh heh heh!" His face didn't laugh with his high-pitched voice; his eyes were reading my reaction.

 

"Hopefully, right?" I played along. It was easiest, I guessed, to just be fake with a man you were going to kill within the hour. "At least we're all friends in this deal!"

 

"Yeah yeah," he replied, seeming to ease up. "You wanna drive?" He dangled the keys in front me. I reached out and took them.

 

 

 

IIIIIIII

 

"It ain't right, man." Chung had been complaining to me ever since we left Chinatown. The fact that he had waited till we were out of our territory just added to my view of him as a pussy. He was on his third cigarette and we had just entered Doherty. "I mean, it's one thing risking your neck for something you believe in or some sh*t like that, but when you got this guy sittin' behind his desk, puttin' your neck out for his benefit, well that sh*t just doesn't sit well with me, you know?"

 

His speech had grown in audacity the further we got from Chinatown, and if he kept it up, he'd soon be cursing Than's very name. But he still had that timidity, that fear that I may not share his view. But I pretended I did, if only to settle him down a bit. Maybe he'd shut the f*ck up eventually if I just kept "yeah"-ing him.

 

His phone started ringing and he pulled it out of his jacket pocket to answer it.

 

"Hello? Yeah, we just passed the fire station...what? Instead of the transac- Alright, alright! Ummm...Ok, yeah, we'll be there in three minutes. Yeah, we'll hurry!" He flicked the phone shut. "That f*cking guy! Jesus!"

 

"What is it?" I asked, annoyed but trying to stay cool. I felt that familiar twisting feeling in my gut.

 

"Change of plans. Tim said we got a big wig bein' chased by some Da Nang's, and guess whose neck he's decided to stick in the way? That's right, man: Ours."

 

He had noticed I was nervous, but he had confused its origin. I was fully prepared to help protect the upper Triads; they were the reasons I was able to live the life I did. I was actually nervous because now I didn't know how I was going to cap his ass. I had had a plan, but now it was f*cked. I would protect the upper-level Triad, but I doubted I could kill my "partner" in his presence; he wouldn't know I had Than's blessing and indeed, order.

 

"At least we can be pretty confident that we've got the bigger battering ram." He threw his cigarette out the open window and pulled an AK47 from beneath the seat. He cocked it almost lovingly. "Tim told me to set up a little road block in that alleyway near those baseball fields. The wig should be there in a few minutes. Better step on it."

 

 

IIIIIIIII

 

"Here they come!"

 

Tim was crouched up on a low wall and I was in the van, parked in a small side street perpindicular to the alley where we'd spring the trap. I flicked my cigarette out the window and started the van as I checked down the alleyway. A red Elegy had just entered the other end, its engine roaring as the driver expertly adusted to the narrow alley. I could barely make out the driver and passenger as they flew by in a whirl of wind and dust. The van was in gear and I punched the gas just as the chasing Premier bounced into the alley. Tim opened up on it with his AK as I brought the van up to bump the edge of the alley. The big vehicle now took up the entire alley; they couldn't come through.

 

But they weren't slowing down. I watched in horror as the windshield was first shattered and then splattered with blood. The driver had been killed. Tim continued to shoot the blue car as it hurtled towards me and the van.

 

There wasn't enough time. I made it over to the passenger seat and had just grabbed the handle when the Premier slammed into the side of the fish van. My eyes couldn't keep track of all the motion. My view rolled from earth to sky and back again, there were terribly loud noises, physical, blunt pain, and then nothing.

 

Nothing.

[Wanted Assailant]

The Sindacco Books: Chapter 2- The First Run pt.1

 

 

Gianni Agosto here. So yeah like I was saying, I work for the Sindacco family as the primary hit man of the gang and been doing good. It's time to introduce all the big figureheads in this gang, and first up is Paulie "The Invisble Don" Sindacco. The so called leader of this so called crime family.

 

 

 

1:27 PM

It's seedy out here, just as always in your "normal" urban town.

Nothing's different in Portland, and I use that as a powerful reference to my everyday job. Every hit's the same, approach the contact, kill, leave and acquiew payment. Quite easy you might say, but the significant aftermath haunts you to lay low as possible, and have as much low contact with people. I live in a apartment in Trenton, near the Greasy Joe’s cafe. I try to stay afar from any gangs in Portland to not cause too much attention to myself. The one glance of an individual capturing your looks is dangerous, as it will utmost lead you to kill that person...

 

 

I see myself walking down the distinct walkway down at Hepburn Heights while clenching a wooden baseball bat, ready to be autographed by the blood of my next hit. The bat was very recognizably different than any other normal baseball equipment. The bat was wooden with sun-tanned pigment, along with it’s chipped off parts.

I was pretty certain this bat was pretty old due to it's established features. Now you know I wasn't trying out for batting practice, in fact I'm doing something more sordid than any baseball game.

 

 

 

 

 

I lift a fair pace, walking into a room with very or little light. There's a chair about 2 feet way from me from what I can see, I use my revered feet to slowly trot to the 4 legged chair, sitting in place. The atmosphere in this room was most macabre, but with the things I've done, it didn't even flinch me.

 

Suddenly a lightbulb flickers above me. I become suspicious instead of being startled. My emotions turn grim as I l rotate my head around the dark room with a gloomy look to check out the place. It was completely forbidding as they were mice scattering around the floorboard, permanant stains on the wooden scathed walls, and water leakake through a hole in the ceiling.

 

I stand up placing my hands on the desk in front of me. There was a notepad, and a bio card. It seems to be information about the contract.

I pick up the items and read them as follow.

 

It seems you followed my directions when you read that note near the abandon autoshop.

 

My close friends talked about a Hit Man on the streets lately. Right things happen at the right time as I have a job for you.

I want you to take a hit on a guy named Willy Billford, a man who've once owed money to my family a few weeks ago. I have other business to take care of as I always got jobs to do. While i'm traveling to do other business, I've decided to note you to whack this freak.

 

I've left a baseball bat in the closet in the room, I want you pummel this guy to a pulp!

 

No one steals our cash, no one!

 

Bio card

Name: Willy Billford

Age:37

Business Associate: Sindacco Family

 

(A picture of the man)

 

 

Back to my resume.

 

 

[Build Up Your Gang]

radicell here

 

GTASA_passer: $26. Your grammar and technical things have improved greatly. Longer chapters of this sort would definitely garner money in the 30's and possibly the 40's.

 

Shootin_spree $39.

 

VinnieLeone: $23. I see you have tried your best to fix up the grammatical and technical errors.

 

D Storted: Welcome back, cool story. $43.

 

Wanted Assailant: $37.

 

No requests or anything, so all that has been changed is story counts plus money. However, the last time distillery money has been added was April 19th. Today is April 23th, so the following distillery-owning gangs has been added:

 

Triads: $10. Distillery was reactivated on April 22nd with D Storted's story.

Da Nang Boys: $30. Distillery was reactivated on April 20th with radicell's story.

Grove Street Families: $40.

Colombian Cartel: $0. Still Inactive.

 

Keep the stories coming, everyone!

 

 

[Lochie_old]

Sorry radicell, I forgot about it. I'll take the next load. My next story probably won't come until after GTA4, so hang in there.

[VinnieLeone]

Chapter 2- The Departed.

 

(Phone ringing)

 

Phil Bell picks up his phone.

 

Phil:Ya, Who is this?

 

Gravelli: Who do you think it is huh? get Raymond and Niko over here now.

 

Phil:Were the f*ck are you?

 

Gravelli:69th street I'll see you there.

 

Phil:(Cursing in Italian)

 

 

Phil,Niko and Raymond make it there with Leone men everywhere.

 

Phil:oh sh*t, what happened?

 

Gravelli: What the f*ck you think happened it was a f*cking hit. it maybe the those f*cking Sindaccos.

 

Ray: The Sindacco moved to Alderney man.

 

Gravelli: Then who else is there? The Cipriani? or

The Forelli?

 

Note:(Gravelli forgot it was the Irish).

 

Phil: Hey what about those f*cking Irish? I mean they were promised a weapon deal by Vince but he got iced, so they whacked our guys and took they're guns.

 

 

Ray:Phil has a point boss.

 

I thought to myself could the Irish Mob really do this? Impossible! they could have done this back in the old days.

 

 

Gravelli:Phil wear your best suit and everyone meet me at my mansion.

 

Ray:what do you think he is up to?

 

Phil:I don't known.

 

The Gravelli Mansion

 

Vincent Leone,Bobby Lucchetto,Giancarlo Riuzo, Mike Scarfo, Ronnie Tosca, Freddie Noblie and Raymond and Phil made it.

 

 

Ronnie:Phil its today that we get back at the Irish.

 

Ok Listen up Gravelli said with a loud voice.

 

Gravelli:We got real problems! I want the Riuzo crew to ride into Dukes on matt street and have a little bon fire with those irish. Ronnie, Mike Jimmy Colors is getting transfered to Rillier's state prison for protection, kill him before he makes it there.

 

Ray:Won't this start a war?

 

Gravelli: Damn right it will!

 

The talk for awhile and get Phil made.

Then the Crews are off to there missions.

[GTASA_passer]

Chapter 25 – GSF – 4:15 am – Get the burritos out of the burrito

 

 

I opened the red vans door, inside was more like a small country of people then a few hostages. Truth, Salvatore, Sweet, Mike, Lou and CJ, were all sitting tied up in the van. The criminals found all of them and captured them. But, if the drugs were exchange for Sweet and CJ, what did they want to do with the others? When I got duck tape of off all of them, Truth started saying something really weird.

 

“Man, it all happened so fast. Just as I was about to put some salad in my stash, some guys banged my head with some heavy thing. When I woke up I was like Whooo. I was in a van similar to mine but also with Mike and Lou. We were all tied up and so. But there is one cool thing, we were fellow travelers.”

 

“Man, f*ck fellow travelers! We were thirsty and hungry as hell and all you can think about is fellow travelers. This guy smokes weed,” Sweet said and pointed towards Truth.

 

“Hey, I maybe smoke a little but…”

 

“All of you stop it! You are f*cking rescued now! Don’t fight. "CJ, you drive the van and take these fools home. Ill see what I can see and catch up with you. Now go, go, go and GO!” I said

 

CJ agreed and drove the van out of there. I took a flashlight out of my pocket and went to see who I killed. There were lots of men lying on the floor. Some were Vagos, some Ballas. Even some Russian mobsters. Looks like I’ve killed a mix pile of drug dealers. The next pile wasn’t made out of people, it was made out of drugs. Looks like they hid some crack and marihuana in the weed. There was nothing more to see here so I got on my BF and went back to the Groove. Parked the bike in front of my house and went into Sweets house. The guys were eating and watching late night porn channels. I had nothing else to do then to join them. I stayed for an hour and went to sleep.