BUYG: Build Up Your Gang

[radicell]

Short chapter, declaration of gang war.

 

Da Nang Boys - Pier 69

 

Chapter IX: Asian Brawl

The next day after I returned to Pier 69 and informed the group about the Yakuza’s arrival in San Fierro, something unexpected happened – we were personally approached by them.

 

A Japanese man named Ahito drove up in his Yakuza Stinger in the morning, accompanied by two younger, less important men. He explained that following the Triads to their annual ‘boardroom meeting’ was an extremely risky act, and that their purpose here was eliminate the San Fierro Triads and drive away the other ones. Ahito was quick with his words; the entire thing lasted less than ten minutes. Before leaving, he asked Giáp, “Are you in? We have already laid out a battle plan and all our supplies are ready. We attack Chinatown tonight.”

 

Giáp turned to the rest of us and immediately the discussions began. Mixed murmurs echoed throughout Pier 69. Some of us were eager to do this and drive away our enemies, other were reluctant in fear of getting killed. Giáp, however, was not a man of cowardice. He knew in his head that rejecting the Yakuza’s offer would get us nowhere. So he nodded towards Ahito, who responded, “We will come by in our Stingers tonight. Send around 15 men. Do not pack too much heat, as we have a lot of the materials you will need.” The two gang leaders shook hands and Ahito said, “See you tonight.”

 

The rest of the day passed quickly. Most of us were back in our homes, getting ready for tonight’s incursion. Pier 69, usually crowded with gang members at this time of day, was quiet and desolate. At a simple lunch in the nearby Well Stacked Pizza, Giáp reinforced our measures – each of us will be packing a Mac plus a knife, nothing more. We did not want to be caught shorthanded, yet the Yakuza had promised us firepower and assured us that any excess guns were unneeded.

 

When they finally arrived, we understood why. As the trunk of each of the five Yakuza Stingers popped open, our eyes and mouths widened at the sheer strength of the weapons. We all grabbed at the weapons in excitement, and entered the Stingers, eight of us wielding fast-reload Combat Shotguns, the other seven carrying pouches filled with hand grenades.

 

The convoy of silver-and-red sports cars moved south on the San Fierro ocean-side drives at moderate speed. To our left and right, I could see civilians marveling at this strange sight and silently acknowledging that something big was about to happen tonight in terms of gang warfare. As we turned the corner out of Doherty and into Chinatown, there were barely any more civilians on the streets. Instead, the Yakuza Stingers quickly attracted the attention of some Triads congregating on the street. The five of them ran towards the convoy, but they suffered death at the wheels of our Stingers.

 

Inside the cars, the same understanding settled upon both the Japanese and the Vietnamese – more Chinese would be coming. The night was not over. It had just begun.

 

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I am declaring war on the Triads. D Storted, you're going down.

[VinnieLeone]

Chapter 3- Carlo Oh My.

 

 

Prologue

 

Sicily 1956

 

 

Salvatore Leone was born on August 13, 1942 in Palermo, Sicily And his brother who was born in 1933.

His family had been part of the Honored Society, for centuries.

A brotherhood that used codes of honor and millions of Italian Liras to control there

own destiny and free them from repression.

 

 

 

Only 5'7" and with a prominent hook nose that gave him caricature, Sal was respected and tough, and not afraid to confront those who owed money to the Honored Society, carrying out orders with a charismatic ruthlessness that was soon noted. Leone was "made" or inducted into the Society on his 19th birthday. At age 19 in November 1961, using his family connections from his mother's family, the Lucianos, who were already established in Liberty city, Leone left Palermo, Sicily for America. He was smuggled aboard a freighter among crates olive oil and anchovies that anchored at Norfolk,Liberty State.

 

At 29, Salvatore was named a capo of his own crew. He brought in Anthony as his aide.

 

 

 

Leone married his first cousin, Tony's sister, Catherine Luciano, in 1967-73, at age 25. They raised 3 sons and one daughter, living in a modest row house in Broker. Although it was modest, it was elegant and expensive and it stood out among the other "modest" row houses. His only real evidence of vanity was his license plate on his Buick, SL1. Carlo on the other hand was 23 and a member of Murder inc. Carlo and Salvatore always fought and bicker,but they loved each other. 1969 Santino Forelli makes a Crime family, and tries to recruit Carlo and Salvatore. When they rejected Santino made them enemy #1. Carlo and Sal created the now infamous Leone Gang with they're sign being L1.

In 1970 Carlo with now more then 50 men he established the Leone Crime Family.

 

 

 

After Magliocco's death, Bonanno had few allies left. Many members felt he was too power hungry, and one, a boss from Florida, Santo Trafficante, Jr., once said in anger, "He's planting flags all over the world!" Some members of his family also thought he spent too much time away from New York, and more in Canada and Tucson, where he had business interests. The Commission members decided that he no longer deserved leadership over his family and replaced him with a caporegime in his family, Gaspar DiGregorio. Bonanno, however, would not accept this result, breaking the family into two groups, the one led by DiGregorio, and the other headed by Bonanno and his son, Salvatore "Bill" Bonanno. Newspapers referred to it as "The Banana Split."

 

Since Bonanno refused to give up his position, the other Commission members felt it was time for drastic action.

 

Leone was the one who would give the order to have Bonanno killed, but took pity on him and decided to give Bonanno one last chance to retire while he had his life. In October of 1974, Bonanno was kidnapped by Buffalo crime family members, Peter and Antonino Magaddino. According to Sindacco, he was held captive in upstate New York by his cousin, Stefano "Steve the Undertaker" Magaddino. Supposedly Magaddino represented the Commission and Gambino, and told his cousin that he "took up too much space in the air", a Sicilian proverb for arrogance. After much talk, Bonanno was released and the Commission members believed he would finally retire and relinquish his power.

 

Eventually, DiGregorio promised a peace meeting on whatever territory Salvatore wanted. It was an ambush. DiGregorio's men opened fire with rifles and automatic weapons on Salvatore and his associates, who were armed only with pistols. The police estimated that over 500 shots were fired but remarkably, no one was hurt. The war went on for another two more years. The Commission originally thought they could win, but when Joseph Bonanno returned, their hopes were dashed. Sindacco sent out a message to his enemies, saying that for every Bonanno loyalist killed, he would retaliate by hitting a caporegime from the other side. The Sindacco loyalists were starting to see victory, but when Sindacco suffered a heart attack, he decided that he and his son would retire to Tucson, leaving his broken family to another capo, Paul Sciacca, who had replaced DiGregorio. Leone stood as the victorious and most powerful mob boss in the US. Having the reputation of Leone's "mercy", made him even more respectable in front of the Commission.

 

 

Leone and the "Cement Overcoat"

Even though Cosa Nostra members show utmost respect to their superiors, there have been cases of members disrespecting and/or humiliating another made man.One case is especially notorious which is the case of Carmine "Mimi" Scialo- a feared and respected soldier of The Sindacco Family who had control over the vast area of Rilly Island. When under the influence of alcohol, Scialo would become very arrogant and loud and disrespectful. One day in October 1974, Scialo was at a popular Italian restaurant, spotted Carlo Leone and started harrassing him, insulting Leone in front of others.

 

 

[Wanted Assailant]

Sindacco Books: Chapter 3- The First Run to Base pt.2

 

 

My feet carefully walks along the street pavement with short decisive steps. It's late out tonight, so suspicion won't be too out in the vast open. My goldenrod shaded trench coat patters against the hard cold rain, whilst the dark stiff leather gloves I've worn harshly grips the ancient Shoreside Vale Wildogs baseball bat.

 

The Lenneth Doles shoes worn made a tapping vibrational sound while walking upon the sidewalk, the only great value of sound besides the running rain.

 

I protect my eyesight and the rest of my head by wearing a gray to black fedora hat, a soft felt hat with a curled brim and the crown creased

lengthways. I leave a grim look as always on my disturbed face. I check into the pockets of my dark trousers, discovering my wallet of course, reminding me what my job is about and why I chose this as a lifestyle.

 

 

The Don of the Sindacco family had predicted that possibly Billford will be hanging out around the autoshop in Harwood, as it seems he's obsessed with his modified cars. The man insisted that the stolen money will be in the back trunk, probably in a foil-padded briefcase. Possibly the man was planning to leave Portland or even Liberty City in order to not owe the money back to the Sindaccos...

 

 

 

 

 

Minutes later, I reach the edged sight of Harwood, a undeveloped part of the industrial town. Although severely undeveloped as of now, it's notable features are the 'Very Easy Credits Auto' shop and the nearby fire station. Because of these places, Harwood is still a place to look around.

I trot the slight hill down southeast of Harwood, keeping a keen-sighted eye around things. There's a gas station near, so you could never know if he'll be there as well. Although the possibility the man will be around at this time is pretty rare. But the fact that Liberty is rarely sleeping at all itself and the man's obsession with cars it's not very unlikely.

 

I take a few more steps down the road as I spot a

sized billboard, "Very Easy Credits Auto," with the slogan saying "The autoshop where everything's REAL easy."

 

After taking a long look at the billboard I stride off to the vast opening of the place. The place looked very dark and dirty, with it's scathed marks upon the building and rain pelting against most of the objects there. Unsurprisingly, the cars are ok and good in shape nonetheless. I take my eyes off the surroundings quickly and look around for the sight of my target.

The Don informed that the man usually wore a scruffy dark jacket with some cargo pants, while facial feature complied of a distinct handlebar mustache with a completely shaved head.

 

 

I pretend to be tending the cars parked for sell, specifically a dark green Glendale in pretty good shape. I acted obviously intrude, not wanting to buy a thing but to try and blend in. There was no one here, but someone caught an eye a few seconds later.

A man walking suspiciously around his car supposedly mumbling to himself quietly, striding in circles around his vechicle. I couldn't make out his words, as he was speaking incoherently and it even seemed illogical.

 

 

I gave an inquistive look at the man, just to see if everything fits up all alright together. Carefully, I walk up slowly to the man near his parked car in the autoshop and made my bat leaner to less the aroused suspicion.

 

"Uh... Hey, is there something wrong pal? Got your car's engine banged up or something? Don't look to good."

 

The man stops in his tracks and was startled by the question of mine. He frantically hesitates and stutters but lets out the question.

 

"Um... No no no, not at all! No problems here man, my car's all good! Just something on my mind man, that's all,"as he slams the trunk of his car before ending his sentence.

 

"Oh, well uh I'm good at fixing problems you know? I'm a plumber but it doesn't mean I can't fix world problems as well."

 

You see as a hit man, you're constantly must be put under diguise as NO ONE must see the person behind the decieving mask or it will shatter everything you worked for completely.

The man gave ease, twisting over words a few times before finally giving in. This man was pretty weak, probably the weakest of them. Although I did expect through his paranoia.

 

"Well you see, I have some uh problems with my family about paying some "debts" to them and it's been weeks past the "deadline" and I'm worried. I have to move out of the city, or at least Portland so my troubles would be all gone!"

 

"Huh. Sure I'll help you. But as a price I'm gonna have to learn your name please. It's either that or some bribery to help you escape bud"

 

"Ok, ok. My names Will Billford, now can you please help me get out of this joint?! I'm about to get whacked man!"

The man fixes his handlebar.

 

' Perfect. '

 

"Got it buddy. So uh just lead the way to your vehicle and I'll get you out of here faster than you can say "Amaste."

 

The man was relieved and stumbled to his Sentiel, filled with so much anxiety that he was continuously fumbling with his car keys.

 

I took the time of chance and slowly stood behind him, with the wooden bat in my left hand. I gave a look at the back of his head, took aim..

 

 

"H-h-hold on pal, I'll get it started in a seco-,"

Vigorously a chipped bat was supported and leaped to the side of the man's cranium, cracking it an instance. Blood flew from the hit as the man completely dropped onto the hard cold floor.

 

I furiously gave a grimly serious face, firmly grasping the bat again, whopping the unconscious body fiercely. Each whack led a spur of crimson blood flowing out of the man's head. Chips of the Wildogs bat fell to the floor, as the bat was demolishing itself slowly with every hit. I felt it was a bit of overkill by now, but the job had to be done. Eyeballs begin to slide out of the guy's skull, making it a bit uncomfortable continuing this.

 

I pant heavily from all the hits. I savor each breath of mine as this man's was stripped away from his.

 

While the bat loosen onto the floor, I bring it back up ready to be supported again. Just in case, I let out another hit, pulverizing Will's head into unspeakable details. When this happened, I never knew I was THIS sordid....

 

"The job.. is done."

 

I then took the briefcase full of cash that was suppose to be owed to the Sindaccos out of the Sentiel's trunk.

I drop and let loose of the baseball on the solid ground, making a heavy clunking sound as it hit the floor. With formal pose, I walk out of the auto shop, leaving a destroyed man on the floor....

The rain pelted against the corpse, constructing a flowing stream of pure red blood, pouring onto the streets..

Thus after, a thunderstorm approaches.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Quote: "Being a Assassin means you get shot back into the dark ages. You certainly can't have a bank account, if you have a pager it's probably stolen from your last mark..."

 

 

 

NOTE: May I buy the silenced 9mm please?

Edited April 26, 2008 by Wanted Assailant

[Themaddddog23]

Sorry for the absence, here’s the story.

 

Diablos – Chapter 6: Burn the Buildings – Hepburn Heights – 1:09 A.M– Portland – February 18, 2000

 

One day El Burro told me to call him at the Public Phone Booth. So I went to see what he wanted to give me. After calling, it was a job. I wanted to see what it was.

 

El Burro: That bitch Luigi isn’t paying us!

Me: So what about Luigi?

El Burro: Luigi and the Leones decided to pay us, but they haven paid in weeks!

Me: So what do you want me to do?

El Burro: I left some Molotovs in the Alley in the Red Light District, not to far from here

El Burro: Burn down 3 places, Burn were the Fuzz Ball is happening, Luigi’s girls are going there, an apartment in Saint Marks were the Leones are having a meeting, then set Salvatore’s Place on Fire. And last but not least start a gang war between the Leones and Triads

Me: Don’t worry boss I will do it.

El Burro: Good, now do it!

 

So he told me that there were some Molotovs in an alleyway in the Red Light District. I went there and saw them. I picked them up and quickly drove to the Fuzz Ball as quickly as I could. Then it was time to set it on fire. I threw them as quick and far as I can and burned the whole Fuzz Ball as I can. The fuzz ball was burning and then I saw Luigi’s girls burning and then fried to death as so as the other ones in the Fuzz Ball. I saw a Cheetah and quickly stole it acquiring a nice Sports Car.

 

It’s now time to get to the Meeting building. It is an apartment with Leones having a meeting. So I quickly drove over there to ruin the meat. Then as I arrived, I used the Cocktails to burn the building to destroy it. As I burned it I saw that some Leones said,

 

Leone1: God help us!

Leone2: It’s hot here! Don’t leave us!

 

I just went away and drove as fast as I can now arriving to the Leone Mansion. I used the flamethrower to burn the whole fire and once it burned I continued to burn it. I set the mansion on fire before the fire-fighters arrived. Once it was all on fire, I went away in a Leone Sentinel and drive to Chinatown

 

Then I decided to run over 20 Triads. Well, here I go. The Triads packed lots of good weapons even AK47’s. However this Leone car was bulletproof that Salvatore bought and easily killed off the Triads pissing them off. Now time for the Leones

 

I stole the Fish Van and quickly ran over 20 Leones. But the van was not bulletproof so I had a tough time. I quickly ran some Leones over but they sent some Leone Cars to chase after me. I quickly rammed them since luckily the van can push cars and took down there asses.

 

After losing the Leones I went back to Hepburn Heights and quickly lost them. After that I meet El Burro telling the job was done

 

El Burro: Nice one, a gang war between the Triads and Leones will erupt soon!

Me: Thanks boss, I did what I can do.

El Burro: But don’t say it’s over yet! If this does big damage, then we will be killed if they put a hit since your gaining rep, but getting hate from the big boys.

Me: Ok, I will watch myself.

 

Oh and I would like to buy a Desert Eagle please.

 

[devilrock28]

I'm sorry but, I would like to quit the BUYG. I'm just not into writing stories any more. I just can't think of any crime stories. lol.

 

Sorry.

[Build Up Your Gang]

Hi all, nice to see so man stories!

 

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VinnieLeone

The Leones

12th story - $20

13th story - $24

Total: $20 + $24 = $44

$1663 + $44 = $1707

 

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GTASA-passer

Grove Street Families

25th story - $20

$100 for a multiple of five story

Total: $100 + $20 = $120

$551 + $120 = $671

 

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radicell

Da Nang Boys

10th story - $31

Bonus - $100

Weapon Bonus - Desert Eagle

$478 + $100 + $31 = $609

 

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Wanted Assailant

The Sindaccos

3rd story

$46

$172 + $46 = $218

Silenced 9mm purchased

$218 - $115 = $103

f*ckin' amazing chapter mate. However, make sure you keep in the same tense - you kept flicking between past (I walked, we talked, he squawked) and present (I walk, we talk, he squawks)

 

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themaddog23

The Diablos

6th story

$19

$233 + $19 = $252

Desert Eagle purchased

$252 - $150 = $102

It's very simplistic - like "I did this, I went away and did that. Afterwards, I saw him.", you get the idea? Try expanding on your character's actions, like explaining how he did things, what he saw/smelled/heard/felt, so on. Also, you're stories are kind of a messy mix-up of script and prose. I'd suggest you either write the whole thing in prose or better - write it all in prose (story format).

 

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devilrock28 - No worries, you're wiped. Just come back when you're ready, mate

 

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Keep them coming boyos!

 

rated and updated by mark-2007

Edited April 27, 2008 by Build Up Your Gang

[devilrock28]

Okay. Thanks Mark. I just can't find any new ideas for my stories.

Writer's block...... again.

[radicell]

That was my 10th story. So I should get an additional $100. Plus I would like to choose the weapon Desert Eagle as my bonus.

[VinnieLeone]

Chapter 4- Everyone is a rat.

 

 

After Paulie Gravelli has Phil Bell made the groups move out to whack some of the key irish gansters. After a long drive their were not lucky.

So the all met back at the mansion.

 

 

Phil: What i think Rosie is cute!

 

Ray:Man, she has that mole on here left cheek i don't know how you can like here.

 

 

Phil: Ah Ray you have no-

 

Paulie: Enough already!! I got a job for you two.

 

Paulie: Go to Las Venturas meet Niko and Carlo Lampone.

 

Phil:Why can't we send-

 

Paulie: You go see who tell i to go see and shut'em up.

 

Phil and Ray go to the francis international Aiport.

 

 

 

 

Las Venturas

 

Phil and Ray make it to the Crazy Leo's Casino(Caligula's Casino). They see Carlo chating with a blackjack dealer.

 

Ray:(Clicks)

 

Carlo:(Responds in Italian) Who the f*ck are you guys. FBI? CIA? IRS?

 

Ray: No we are with Gravelli. Your Operation here are over. Niko!!

 

Niko arrvies.

 

Phil: Take are friend Carlo to the Airport, Please.

 

(Phone Ringing) Its Carlo's.

 

Ray: Well? you gonna answer it?

 

Carlo:Well..

 

Phil gimme that! Hello?

 

Packie:Carlo come to dukes 18th avenue and meet me.... Carlo you there?

 

Phil gives the fun to Carlo quicky.

 

Carlo:Ya.

 

Packie: ok, Don't let know one follow you.

 

 

Packie hangs up.

 

 

 

Niko: So... do i still take them to the Airport?

 

 

Ray:No. We are going to tell the boss first.

 

The Group go back to Liberty City.

 

 

Paulie: Why Carlo? Why turn on us? Your friends and family. I took you in. You were my Caporegime. A f*cking drunk one who forgets who his friends are!.

 

 

Carlo:Boss im sorry-

 

Paulie: shut the f*ck up and get out of my house.

 

Carlo and Phil wait outside. They are in the car.

 

Paulie: Ray, Niko come here. Go and clip him. But ditch the car.

 

Ray:Ok Boss.

 

 

Ray,Niko,Phil,Carlo drive to the Docks near the Cipriani Hub.

 

Carlo:Why we stop here?

 

Ray: We got to deal with the Sindacco family.

 

Has luck had it they were really Sindacco men really there and started firing at them. Carlo was killed in the shootout.

[VinnieLeone]

Chapter 5- Running for President?

 

Paulie Gravelli travled all the why to D.C to have

Thomas Stubs run for president. however Stubs became Vice President in 2009. Now with Miles O' Donavan as president and Stubs as Vice, America was throne into Prohibtion again when the stock market lost a outstanding 400Mil. In May 13,2009 Miles O'Donavan was Assassinated by Jackie King.(A man who once worked with the CIA.) Stub became President. But Stub's Attorney General William Franklyn would be a nation wide case on Organized Crime.

 

 

 

 

(FBI Agent 1)

 

Knocks on door.

 

Paulie: f*ck!

 

 

(FBI Agent 2)

 

Taps on glass

 

Phil: Son of Bitch

 

 

(FBI Agent 3)

 

Knocks down door.

 

Ray and Luigi Goterelli playing cards.

 

 

 

News Report-

 

Allegde Mobsters Gathered in court thanks to Serveral Infomants, Nick Balsteri who is to belived to be a Capogime in the family has agreed to testify against Paul Gravelli.

 

In Gravelli's thoughts: I saw a board of the family the whole Leone family, It showed Godfathers: Carlo and Salvatore Leone, and Dons: Carlo Leone (1971-1983) Aneli Cipriani(1983-86) and Salvatore Leone(1986-2001) And then Joey Leone(2001 Acting) (2002-2007). Petrovic(2007-). And in the Liberty City Faction was

 

Paul"Quick Draw" Gravelli-Boss

No Underboss

nor Consigliere

Nick Balsteri(Capo) of the Portland island sector.-Infomant.

Julius Calucta(Capo) Of the Broker Sector.

William Cicco(Capo) Of the Dukes secotor-Infomant. My Best men betrayed me, Everone is a rat.

 

Nick:Ya Kenny Petrovic is the Don of the Family.

 

Judge:you mean the Leone family?

 

Nick:Ya, Thats rite the Leone family.

 

Judge: Have you witness Mr.Gravelli kill anyone?

 

Nick:Ya, The Sindacco LT.

 

Judge:Who will that be?

 

Nick: Benjamin"Benny Four fingers" Geraci.

 

For 2 and a half hours Nick testifyed against Gravelli.

 

Two days later

 

Julius and William were later found dead outside the Francis International Airport. Nick feared he may be next decided to leave from the stand. Nick went into the Witness Protection Program.

 

 

 

Alphonso Leone- Current Underboss of the Leone Family- was Arrested in Vice City by Ray Machowski. Gravelli looks back in his earlier family memories he was a founding member of the Leone family.

 

 

 

Note Previsous Posts are wrong, Gravelli,Carlo And Salvatore are the main men in the fam. Gravelli was Jailed in 1999 and released in 2007.

 

Sep 13, 1968

 

 

Salvatore and Carlo were on their way into America. The first place the made it to was Portland Island(Note the Bourghs were not open until 2002.) Carlo and Salvatore went to a bar full of irish and jewish gangsters.

 

Salvatore and Gravelli meet for the first time.

 

Salvatore:You speak Ital?

 

Paulie:Ci.

 

Salvatore:(Italian) Where the hell are we right now?

 

Paulie: St. Marks the best part of this town.

 

Franco Forelli then bumps into Paulie.

 

Paulie: Hey Watch it.....

 

Franco: Watch what?! He said in anger.

 

Paulie: Nothing.

 

Salvatore: Who is that?

 

Paulie: The Forelli Brothers. Santino,Franco,Mike And Stefano but he is in prison for murder.

 

Carlo: Sal C'mon we got to meet Uncle at the Docks.!

 

Paulie: Mind if i come?

 

Salvatore: Sure uh.. Why not.

 

 

 

The Trio then go to Portland harbor.

Edited April 27, 2008 by VinnieLeone

[Rhoda]

Sorry for not posting an update in a while, I've been busy with revision and other writing projects. I'll be writing my next chapter this week but my installments aren't going to be as frequent as usual until summer.

 

EDIT: Bollocks to it, I left the last chapter hanging as there was two parts, so I wrote a rather quick conclusion to round it off. After this chapter, it's a new era for the Da Nang Boys...

 

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Da Nang Boys - Easter Basin Docks

 

Chapter IX: Assault After Hours

 

Nguyen was careful not to alert too much attention as he drove down Garcia’s deserted streets, but the new exhaust filter Nong had fitted to their Esperanto was making it difficult. Every late night stroller seemed to take interest in their excessive noise, though that wasn’t exactly an abundance.

“Next block, then we can park this noisy bastard up and make haste…” Feathers said, gravelly. Smoking had recently taken it’s toll on his voice.

“Gladly, I’m getting headache.” Nguyen agreed, and rolled to a gentle halt in an alleyway neighboring the club, which looked many years older than it was. San Fierro hadn’t been too fair to Garcia in recent years, though when Nguyen came to a gentle stop in the alleyway, it looked timeless, and wouldn’t have looked out of place in the 1950’s.

“Woah, you smell that?” Feathers whispered, smiling, “that’s the smell of a whore’s club!”

“I hear that, dude!” Nguyen replied, leaving the car and pacing up to the delivery hatch, “I don’t care what anyone says, a legitimate business isn’t going to stop some hooker shakin’ her ass!”

Feathers laughed as he approached Nguyen, and took a look at the hatch as he handed him the crowbar. Nguyen made light work of the rusted hinges, which had had obviously opened less than the club owner’s legs. As soon as the rotting wood was parted from the hatch, Feather’s recoiled.

“F*ck!” Feathers leaned against a wall, hands on knees, “you’re going first! I’ll turn round and get ready for our getaway, then I’ll come help you.”

Nguyen didn’t seem to have a choice in the matter, and grudgingly took careful steps down the dilapidated cellar. As he reached the bottom, he flicked on the light and recoiled with horror as he saw several corpses, some in better states than others. Rather than hang around in what seemed like literal Hell in San Fierro, Nguyen gingerly lifted several boxes of spirits from a nearby worktop and crept back up to the street. By this point, Feathers was getting ready to help Nguyen.

“Be careful down there dude…” Nguyen rasped, lowering the boxes in the trunk.

“What is it? Dead rats? Sewage run off?” Feathers took empty guesses.

“Try bodies!”

Feathers coughed and shook his head in disgust.

“At least now we know what happens to all her clients… both from her bar and her bedroom!”

Nguyen grinned wide, and both Da Nang Boys crept down the steps which seemed to weaken at every pace taken. Tying rags around their mouths, Feathers and Nguyen spent at least 20 minutes carrying equipment and kegs up to the car, squeezing their newly acquired stock into the trunk like a complex jigsaw. Soon enough, they had fit in all they could carry, yet the cellar looked considerably more empty than before aside from the rotting unfortunates lining the floor. Nguyen tucked his rag back into his pocket with contempt for the victims of Misty and her minions and returned to the apparent safety of the deserted street, where Feathers was already waiting in the passenger seat for him. Barely able to handle their success, Nguyen replaced the wood to protect the already foul alleyway from the stench of Misty’s cellar and joined Feathers in the car, who was tapping his fingers on the dashboard with excitement.

“Man, I can’t believe how easy that was!” chimed Feathers.

Nguyen chuckled, clearly on a high after their success, but his smile soon fell off his face when his headlights flickered on. There in front of them, on the other end of the alleyway sat 3 Manchez, each with a member of barstaff. Feathers simply gulped, and barely had time to even blink before Nguyen flew out of the alleyway in reverse gear, back onto the street. An oncoming taxi blasted it’s horn at their erratic driving before Nguyen straightened out and roared down Garcia towards King’s. Feathers swiftly took a look at what was happening behind them as a Manchez drove straight into the front of the taxi Nguyen nearly hit. Feathers then looked at Nguyen, who was focused on the getaway.

“Only two left man, floor it!” Feathers yelled, clearly having no need to now keep his voice down.

“I don’t need telling!” Nguyen called back, and whipped the car into a 180 degree angle stop, facing the very road they’d rocketed down.

“Open your door when I say.” Nguyen said calmly, fists gripping the steering wheel.

Feathers was rendered speechless as the car again roared into life and thundered towards the two Manchez. Nguyen gave the nod, and Feathers kicked his car door open right in the path of one of the bikes. In an instant, the driver hit the door with a deafening crunch, leaving his bike behind. Feathers laughed heartily as he shook the the driver of his door with ease, before Nguyen turned once again into Hashbury. In a sickening lurch, the car launched down the many hills in the district, sending Nguyen and Feathers into the roof of their own car. Unfortunately, the bike followed with relative ease. Clearly this member of barstaff had chased thieves before.

“What now?” Feathers yelled over the noise of the exhaust.

“We use the element of surprise… let me get onto this stretch and you’ll see what I mean.”

Baffled, all Feathers could do was attempt to shoot at the Manchez with his AK-47 while Nguyen used his driving prowess to maneuver the minimal amount of traffic in Ocean Flats. Turning once again onto a straight road, the Esperanto lost speed recovering while the Manchez and it’s driver gracefully glided round the corner. Now losing speed, the Manchez was quickly gaining on the Da Nang Boys. Feathers lowered his gun in shock and bemusement while Nguyen simply smiled, before applying the brakes. With another sickening crunch, the Manchez collided head on with the rear of the Esperanto. The driver seemed to fly clumsily over the car before ploughing into the path of a bus, which had now pulled out of the street in front of Feathers and Nguyen.

“Surprise!” Feathers bellowed at the driver, who now lay broken and bleeding under the wheels of the bus. “Nice job my friend!”

“Ah, that’s nothing really, I’ve been driving a long time…” Nguyen cooed modestly.

Feathers again tapped the dashboard and laughed at their success, before Nguyen took the next turn off into Queens. Now proud of their extremely loud car, the Da Nang Boys head for the distillery to unload the new stock and both laughed at what they’d imagine Misty’s face to look like when she finds out she’d been robbed blind by San Fierro’s number 1 street gang.

 

Edited April 27, 2008 by Masterkraft

[VinnieLeone]

Chapter 6: The made man

 

Forelli, who saw himself as the most powerful Don in Liberty, had been effectively eliminated as a rival by Leone crime family boss Carlo Leone, who, after Forelli's conviction and imprisonment, was now the most powerful member of the Commission and reputed "Commission Chairman". Forelli had reportedly been lured in a conspiracy involving Leone, Donald Luciano, Tommy Vercetti and Frank Vercetti , in order to prevent any further attempts by Forelli to seize control of the commission. While incarcerated, Forelli and family "soldier", as well as his former driver, Joseph "Joe Cargo" Valachi began a dispute which eventually exposed the entire Cosa Nostra to the public authorities. Accordingly, Forelli was worried that Valachi would betray him to the authorities in exchange for a lighter sentence, and put out a 'contract' on his life in early 1972. Forelli, who apparently was an 'old school' Sicilian, once gave Valachi the infamous "kiss of death" (meaning to be the last kiss before the person is murdered), which Valachi obviesly understood and made him freak out, as he on June 22, 1972, brutally murdered Joseph DiPalermo with a pipe, whom he mistook for another Mafia member who had come to kill him on the orders of Forelli, who announced the reward of $100,000 dollars to whoever killed Valachi. Franco Forelli was released from prison in 1979. I'm getting ahead of myself ok back to 1968.

 

 

Portland Harbor.

 

Massimo: Sal, Carlo nice to see you again.

 

Salvatore:Ok cut the bullsh*t what do you want?

 

Massimo:Your uncle wants you to establish your own family here. With our connections of course.

Salvatore and Carlo look at each other in a gazed way.

 

Carlo says in a smooth calm sicilian accent: Where are we going to get members?

 

Massimo:You finger that out, I gotta go.

 

Massimo leaves and so does the trio.

 

Carlo: We need a headquarters.

 

Salvatore:St Marks?

 

Carlo:ok.

 

Paulie: There's this place on Washinton St.

 

(Washinton St)

 

Salvatore: you've got to be f*cking kidding!!!

 

Its a beat up tarven.

 

Carlo: Needs a little cleaning and we should be in good graces.

 

2 months later the Leone Crime Family was Founded.

 

Carlo-Boss

 

Salvatore-Caporegime

 

Paulie Gravelli-Soldier

 

Issac Roth- Associate

 

Jimmy Basteri- Sodier

 

Johnny Cenni-Soldier.

 

When news found out about the Leones the Forelli's took action and tried to recruit Salvatore and Carlo. Carlo ordered the murder of Sammy Mezza. Sammy was the Underboss to Sonny.

 

by 1969 the Leone Family was 50-60 Made members with 90 Associates approx.

 

Jimmy Dew Called a War on Organized Crime in Liberty City. The Ranks of familie were like this

 

The Forelli family- Dominant

 

The Sindacco Family- Second

 

The Abruzzi Family-third

 

The Leone Gang- last.

 

Carlo got the idea if he merge his gang the abruzzi and then take it over he will be higher standings. 3 months later, Giovanni Abruzzi was killed and the other 4 capos were found shot in the head. Carlo took over, Quicky taking out any loyalist to Giovanni. 1970 Carlo Leone was now in good graces with the old Abruzzi crews. He then renamed it the Leone Family with 100-150 Members and 7 Crews. Santino Forelli found out that it was Carlo behind the hit on Mezza. He had Tommy Vercetti go to Hardwood to assasinate Paulie Gravelli. Paulie was seated at a pub with his Desert Eagle in his left pocket. Tommy Vercetti bust open the door and tries to aim for Paulie but Leone henchmen got in the way and a big shoot out started. Paulie grabbed his gun very quicky and shot Tommy vercetti in the right arm. Paul then runs from the scene with tommy and 10 other men in the pub. Tommy still thinking that Paulie is there fired 3 shots into the wall and killed 34 year old Dominc Colombo. (Ped). Paulie is Later caught and sentenced to 6 yrs in prison for a unrelated crime. 1971 was a year that got the Leones so much money, according to the Liberty tree cenus they made at least 239 Mil a Year. Salvatore Leone was Promoted to Underboss in 1972. The Mafia Commission Trial was then called.

 

 

 

The Mafia Commission Trial (February 25, 1972–November 19, 1986) was a criminal trial in Liberty City, USA. Using evidence obtained by the Federal Bureau of Investigation, eleven organized crime figures, including the heads of Liberty City's so-called "Five Families," were indicted by United States Attorney Rudolph Giuliani under the RICO Act on charges including extortion, labor racketeering, and murder for hire. The case struck a blow against "The Commission," a loose organization of the Liberty City Mafia organizations that met to resolve disputes or discuss criminal activities, sometimes likened to organized crime's board of directors.

 

 

 

Carlo "Don Carlo" Leone, Boss of the Leone crime family

Anthony "Fat Tony" Forelli, Acting Boss of the Forelli crime family

Carmine "Junior" Sindacco, Boss of the Sindacco Crime Family

 

Nick "Nicky" Corallo, Boss of the Luchetto crime family

Philip "Rusty" Basterli, Boss of the Maranzino family, as well as their subordinates,

 

Aniello "The Lamb" Cipriani Leone Family Underboss

Gennaro "Gerry Lang" Langella, Sindacco Family Acting Boss/Underboss

Salvatore "Tom Mix" Santoro, Lucchetto Family Underboss

Christopher "Christy Tick" Colombo, Lucchetto Family Consigliere

Ralph "Ralphie" Cenni, Leone Family soldier,

Anthony "Bruno" Donato, Sindacco Family soldier. (Future Underboss/Infomant).

 

 

The Leone Chart was also there

 

 

Leone crime family

In Liberty City and surrounding areas including Happiness Island, Long Island and Alderney(Not part of LC)

Founded by Carlo Leone

Years active 1970-present

Territory Various neighborhoods over LC

Ethnicity Italian, Italian-American

Membership 200 - 350 made members, 700 associates approx

Criminal activities Racketeering, conspiracy, loansharking, money laundering, murder, drug trafficking, gambling, extortion and car theft.

 

Allies Forelli, Sindacco, Maranzino, and Lucchetto Crime Families

 

Rivals Various gangs over NYC

 

 

No doubt that the Leones were going to be Liberty City Strongest family.

Edited April 28, 2008 by VinnieLeone

[Rhoda]

 

VinnieLeone: Please remove that huge and unnecessary gap under your chapter. I'm glad you're writing longer chapters, but a gap like that doesn't help anyone.

[Wanted Assailant]

Sindacco Books: Chapter IV-

Silence of the Lambs

 

"Being a Assassin means you get shot back into the dark ages. You certainly can't have a bank account, if you have a pager it's probably taken from your last mark... You can't freely offer services around places where authorities know about. You don't get too many friends that you can trust, and there's no kind of 'Bohemian Grove' private union to hang around about. And no breaks in between..."

 

 

 

Well it seems I'm sitting in my apartment in Trenton resting, from all the induced heat you get from assassinating someone. When you lead the life I live you get no spare time. The only possible occupation concering the sparest of a Hit Man is building up for the next hit or so. I'm currently in a paid room, room 3C to be precise. The room appears rugged, the whole room made out of scruffy old wood ready to be torn down for a new construction site. Heavy brown I say, enough for a groundhog to blend in with. Did I mention blending in was another part of my job?

 

The whole place look horrifying and disturbing, the only piece of sunshine in the reserved room is the bathroom. Probably spotless for obvious reasons.

 

I sit in a 4 legged chair, barely hanging onto the legs before it collapses. What do I do in my beautiful time? I clean my guns constantly and make sure it's real clean. Fact is, when you're on a hit you're always bound to be using a gun. If you're gun gets dirty the chance of your target surviving is pretty high indeed. The kit for cleaning one is pretty basic. I use patches, tips, and brushes in all the calibers for the guns I own.

You also can't clean a pistol without a one-piece steel cleaning rod.

 

At crucial times, a gun you've once had a hold could be lost, at any moment it can be tested for finger prints. If it gets into the hands of the authorities, you're pretty much screwed.

Silicone cloths can wipe out the fingerprints and can fight off against the "rust print" that are made. In my early days of work, I've once used a oily rag, it helped a bit fairly and it was much cheaper than the silicone cloth.

 

There's a cleaning product by the name of "Stroteks" that you spray down upon the barrel and through the cylinder chambers to remove fouling. I've once used regular gun oil but the solid cleaner/lubricant excels if you're in situations between hits.

 

The residue of the gun powder gums up in the firearm, therefore ordering the gun to not be used properly. I clean the parts of the gun with a cleaning rod, cleaning the barrel, after I use the bore brushes to clean the rest of it.

 

To addition, you also gonna have to use a sound moderator, to reduce the noisy backlash of the firearm. Suppressors are a Hit Man's best friend, right besides the gun. Think of a balloon here.

If you pop a balloon with a pin, it will make a loud noise. But if you were to untie the end of the balloon and let the air out slowly, you could pop it making very little noise. That is the basic idea behind a gun silencer.

 

The suppressor is a cylindrically-shaped metal tube that fits onto the barrel of the gun.

 

A silencer screws on to the end of the barrel and has a huge volume compared to the barrel (20 or 30 times greater). With the silencer in place, the pressurized gas behind the bullet has a big space to expand into. So the pressure of the hot gas falls significantly.

 

Now it sounds like I'm giving a tutorial on guns so let's get right down to business...

 

 

 

It seems after the whack of that handlebar guy the Sindacco Don wants to take another job from him. Apart of the job of mines is to withstand a low radius of contact with people. Everyone could be a rat so it's best not to take the bait.

Currently, no one's out giving contracts around so I guess this man is all I got for now...

 

Pager: 'Ey H.G., Good whack on Will a few days ago. Listen, I got another job for ya'. Come by my underground facility down at Trenton. It's near the abandon garage, my business goes by the name of " Bitchin' Dog Food" so it shouldn't be too hard to find. See you around. '

 

 

'Great, since when did this bozo...? Well I agreed to his terms on the first hit so if I add it all up it'll make sense. But this feed is getting me on the verge of killing this man. Might as well meet him at the factory..'

 

 

I took a nearby taxi around the block of Harwood Apartments and told the man my destination, the radius of Trenton. Along the way I see the aesthetic atmosphere, viewing one of those beautiful days in Liberty City where it's all too rare. Tall skyscrapers, roaming cars, a flowing stream of civilians.

 

"Where to?", sighed the taxi driver.

 

I gave the destination to the man and he drove off at the last word. Didn't complain obviously, the factory is completely on the other side of town. It takes a good 7 minutes to get there.

I think I've shielded my identity pretty well you know. I tilited my head in a manner where the driver wouldn't even have a glimpse. The words that I've spoken were small and breathless.

 

I arrive at the business place, with the driver pulling inside the "Bitchin Dog Food" while steering to the left.

I couldn't of have left him alive. Any minute of the trip he could of seen my face. Couldn't take the chances? Exactly.

 

"Well I got 10 bucks instead of the initial so I was wondering can we exhange to have an equal amount?

 

"Uhh.. Sure hold While I check the stash."

 

The man checks the stash, his wallet and drawers everywhere. He came up with the money. He counted the change, fumbling with the quarters and pennies.

 

"Can you please move the mirror somewhere else? The light is terribly blinding my eyes."

 

The man took his attention off the money and directed the car mirror about at a 180 degree angle, not showing a pint of appearance at me.

The coins are continuously being played around each other, with a low medium sound impacting from the money intervening.

 

I slowly slip out a silenced 9MM, gripping it before firmly placing it against the plate glass separating between the gun and his head. A stern look is left upon my face as the trigger is about to be pulled and before a is bullet released. The man speaks as he recounts the money, My concentration blocks out his speech, not understanding a single word. Amazing what concentration does to the mind, as the words that were flowing out of his mouth were nothing but a background sense of gibberish.

 

I let my finger loose and the bulet was fired. Fume fuled from the barrel, igniting the gun to sprout from the gun. In a split second, a bullet was fired and impaled into a skull, blood splattered onto the plate glass and seat, and finally a man was finally put to rest.

The blood was vicious and fearsome, as the blood was so pure it had the shade of burgundy.

The plate glass now broken, with the glass that was fired upon shattered into pieces. Not only that but the blood from the driver's head spewed through the front glass mirror. Now it would be truly disturbing if the blood was on the outside, wipers were scraping it off.

 

The taxi drivers body was lifeless, the only expression was a man's pupils wide open, jaws fleshed out, and blood continuously dripping from the back of his head. His cranium was tarnished from the bullet, as the bone framework was completely destroyed showing a skin of his brain.

 

Terrifying.

 

I slip back the silenced 9mm as a job well done. I tip my head down as I walk out the car door, walking out as if nothing happened. I slam the car door, making a quirky volume of sound as it clipped to close. I felt a dark aura around me, and it all familarize me...

 

To Be Continued...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NOTE: I went lazy today as when I went back to see my story in the notepad, half of it was gone. I'll do better next time.

Edited April 29, 2008 by Wanted Assailant

[Build Up Your Gang]

Hello, sorry for the inactivity on here. I think the next few weeks/months might be critical in the survival of this topic (I put that quite dramatically ). GTA IV will distract a lot of people - but please keep writing

 

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Vinnie Leone

The Leones

14th story - $21

15th story - $24

15th story bonus - $100

16th story - $23

Total - $168

$1707 + $168 = $1875

Your stories still sound way too much like a history book - and I've have enough history lessons at college, thanks!

 

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Masterkraft

Da Nang Boys

8th story - $37

$609 + $37 = $646

Cool, nice story - look forward to more stories

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Wanted Assailant

Sindacco Family

4th story - $34

$103 + $137

It was very scientific-ish without too much action. It's good that you've done so much research and all that - but it was a bit boring after a while. Also, killing the taxi driver wasn't very nice

 

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So, keep up the writing as much as possible - I'll be posting a story soon hopefully, I've been really busy with college (exams coming up, coursework done at least) as well as having to cope with not playing GTA IV

 

rated and updated by mark-2007

[Flesh-n-Bone]

I want to join and takeover Yakuza's "Kenji's Casino". I'll write a story when my PM to the staff is answered. Plus from the pre-money I have I want to purchase a Colt. 45 (handgun).

 

And where are gangs like Yardies, Diaz's Gang? Well the Diaz' gang disappeared once Vercetti gang took over but Yardies never did it and what about the Streetwannabes? They're a gang that were left until the end as we know.

[mrgypsie]

I'd like to join up with the Triads and get the Mr. Wong Launderette. But I'm dissapointed that the Yardies aren't there, They are my favourite.

 

Have a story ready to post.

[Build Up Your Gang]

Flesh-n-Bone: Updated, you're now in ownership of Kenji's Casino and have the Colt .45. If you need help on how to write chapters, look at what other writer's have produced and take inspiration or PM me, the BUYG will be happy to help.

 

mrgypsie: Updated, you're now in ownership of Mr. Wong's Launderette. Get posting!

[Themaddddog23]

Diablos – Chapter 7 – Viva San Andreas – Hepburn Heights – March 1, 2000 – Liberty City

 

When I had no problems, El Burro said something about San Andreas.

 

El Burro: Damm San Andreas gangs messing with us!

Me: Who, what gang?

El Burro: The dang Mafia (Sindaccos), Grove ST and Triads

Me: What have they been doing?

El Burro: The Mafia (Sindaccos) is shipping drugs from San Andreas from there Casino

El Burro: And the Grove ST and Triads are planning to take over Liberty City!

El Burro: Try to halt the Mafia (Sindacco) business and set the Grove St/Triad casino on fire, then Caligula’s.

Me: Damm San Andreas, time to take them out.

El Burro: I left you a Dodo to fly to San Andreas, take there dumbasses to hell

Me: OK Boss, what you said

 

Its time to take out the big ones! The Grove ST and Triads are big gangs. The Sindaccos are struggling a bit but still big. I drove to Shoreside Vale were the Airport. Avoiding any Lobos or Cartel Cruisers. I made it to the airport and got on the Dodo. Once in it, I flew to San Andreas. I seemed to follow the Seas since the San Andreas Coast is pretty far.

 

I officially then passed through the Construction Site in Fort Staunton and then passing Industrial Portland and then finally getting to the Seas. I then kept flying and flying until new cities appeared. A “Ghost Town” appeared and decided not to land there. After passing the town, I saw other villages on the way and towns.

 

I arrived at San Andreas landing in SF Airport. I got off and saw a parked car there with the owner there. After that, I decided to take his nice Alpha.

 

Owner: Hey, get out of the car.

 

(Colt 45 bullets ring out)

 

I quickly drove out. He could have killed me. But I drove to Las Venturas to deal with the Grove St/Triads and Sindaccos as I went to Gant Bridge and then went to the desert and arriving at a small town then sleeping at a Hotel.

 

March 2, 2000 - Las Venturas – 8:04 AM

 

Its time to head for The 4 Dragons Casino. I drove there from the desert using the freeway ending up at The Strip. Then I saw a Grove ST and Triad guard.

 

Grove ST: Hey! Your not welcome here!

Triad: Kill him!

 

I pulled out a Desert Eagle and shot them to the death and quickly entered the casino. Then some guard threw a grenade and nearly killed me! I then had one and threw it at him blowing him up. After that I found some Molotovs. Time to burn this casino. I set it on fire with the Molotovs and quickly ran out.

 

The firefighters came to pull out the fire when it was spreading, and quickly drove off in a Turismo that I saw and quickly drove to the Sindacco casino. I drove to be over 125 MPH and a got car. As I went here, its time to cause destruction. I quickly killed Sindacco gang members and then picked up there Uzi’s and then went inside.

 

I quickly started a shootout as Sindacco members came out with M4’s and blasted. I then took cover and got my Desert Eagle and shot them and picked up the M4’s. Then I killed more gang members. After that, I found some safe. I found a grenade to see what was in there. Money! Then quickly more Gang members came but killed them as quickly and found a Bank Truck outside.

 

I quickly put the money and drove off to the airport to get home. Once reaching the airport, I found a Dodo and put the money and then fly off to Liberty. After using the Dodo I passed the San Andreas Sound and then to the countryside seeing towns. As I headed off the coast off Los Santos were there was Vagos turf. Then sea came to me.

 

I then passed towns near the Hills of Shorside Vale were a tunnel is being constructed to get to the small towns. Then passing the “Ghost Town” just off the Coast of Liberty meaning I am making it. I landed at the Airport and see a Diablo in a Diablo Stallion.

 

Diablo: “Hey need a ride?”

Me: “Ok, I need to get back to Hepburn Heights”

Diablo: “Ok, get in the car and I will drop you off at your place”

 

I put the money in the Trunk. We drove out of the Airport as he drove fast to the bridge to look out for any Cartel. Then we made it as then making it to Bellville Park. Yardie turf was among us. I killed any of them with the Uzi attracting some Lobos. I shot at them killing a driver and then we drove to Callahan Bridge and made it to Chinatown.

 

We successfully made it to Portland then shooting up some Triad Fish Vans and attracting attention but killing them. After that, I made it to the Apartments safe and sound before anyone could get me. As I got the money out of the car, I got Dollars after stealing from them.

 

It was a nice day to take out San Andreas gangs after they could have messed with us. I got some dollars from San Andreas.

Edited April 30, 2008 by Themaddddog23

[mrgypsie]

Chapter I - Welcome to Liberty City

 

It was early in the morning and I've just arrived at Francis international over in Shoreside. Liberty was new to me. The Smell of it gave me thoughts of freedom, hope & a new chance. The life in Vice City had gone all wrong, My brother got in trouble with the Vercettis for being owe them money and sh*t. Finally he got dealt with and they put bullet holes through our house. My little sister and my brother both died. My mom sent me away to Liberty City. My cousin, who ironicly was namned Francis, pulled up outside the terminal. I jogged to the car and opened the door.

-Wanna have some fun, sugar? I said with a fake latino accent

Francis laughed and told me to get in the car. I got in.

-What is this sh*t your listening to?

-MSX FM

I switched to K-Jah.

-This is good music.

-Doesn't matter, would you mind running some errands for me?

-What's in it for me?

-Money.

-What to do?

-Some jerks have been thinking they can just walk in and push dope in our territories. We followed them one night and they live in Hepburn Heights. I want you to take this bat and beat the crap out of both of them and tell them to stay the f*ck out of China town.

-What? I don't do no gang sh*t.

-No gangs involved, he lied.

He handed me a bat from the backseat. I hesitated first but took it anyway.

-Okay then.

 

He drove to Hepburn. And pulled up on the sidewalk across the street from the stairs to the overhead station. Francis pointed at two guys walking up the stairs.

-There they are.

-Ok, I said and took a deep breath.

I Opened the door and walked across the street. A car breaked and honked and one of the guys turned his head. I had the bat behind my back down besides my leg. I Caught up with them and yelled;

-What you doin', bitch?

They turned around. I Took a swing and landed a hit with the bat in the middle of his face. He fell backwards with a bloodspraying nose and hit his head on the stairs. The other guy started to run. I managed to grab his leg and he fell forward. I turned him on his back and hit him in the stomach a couple of times. Then I yelled what Francis told me to say.

-Get out of China Town, Asshole.

Then I turned around and jogged towards the car. I couple of Diablos had seen it from the platform and was after me. I didn't get to the car before they grabbed me and punched me to the ground. Francis came running with a gun in his hand. The Diablos shattered. He helped me up.

-Let's go, before the sirens get here.

We got in the car and drove away quickly.

-Welcome to Liberty City, he said and laughed.

I couldn't help but not to laugh.

 

He drove out to China Town, to Mr.Wong's Laundrette.

-Your a Triad now. Here's the keys to the apartment above the Laundrette. Make your self comfortable while I take care of some stuff, He said.

So I was a Triad now, It felt good somehow.

[VinnieLeone]

Chapter 7: The Departed Brother This is my last "Rise to power of Salvatore Leone" thing.

 

In 1979 Salvatore Leone was furious with his brother about Sal staying Caporegime of the Red Light Distric. In 1980 He was made Underboss following the murder of Jimmy Barzini. As Underboss Salvatore made many moves to anger his brother. So from 1980-1985 The Leones had a Civil War. Salvatore's son Joey who was 21 at the time was a Soldier under the regime of Vito Rosca. The War cost the lives of Carlo Leone, Aneilo Cipriani and Vianni Gatto-Leone-(Sal's Wife.) In May of 1982 Joey Assassinated Bugsy Luciano(Consigliere to Carlo) Sad thing is that Carlo nerver knew it was his own brother.

Following a couple of murders, Salvatore in his office in Newport..... planing his brothers assassination.

 

 

Sal:Ok Carlo will be moving to Palermo today, i won't let him leave!

 

Sammy Goterelli:ok,Boss how we gonna do it?

 

Sal:Ok here's the plan.....

 

May 23,1985

 

Carlo Leone and 5 bodyguards and some Police essort Don Carlo to his boat when...

 

(Gunshots) The men were captured the hit squad was Tony Cipriani,Ray Boccino And Robert Peggrino. Carlo was not dead yet,but Salvatore was the Full Don now. Carlo went into a coma for 3 years before waking up. Dec 14,1988 Carlo Leone woke up. He knew the Salvatore was responsble for this, Sal visted Carlo on this day.

 

 

Carlo:(In dying voice) Why? would you do this to me.

 

Sal:Not even facing his dying brother. You always treated me like a little boy. I'm 46 years old i make my own decision in life.

 

Carlo: (Yelling) I treated you like a kid because you act like one Sal thats why? When i look at you i still see that little boy playing football(Soccer). His heart beat increases instantly and he goes into cardic arrested.

 

Sal lives the room without saying a final good bye. Carlo started to cry but he dies within that scene. Over 23,045 People attened Carlo's Funeral, even the men who shot him. All men but Salvatore Leone who from now on will be haunted by what his brothers last words were...."Sal come back! Sal! Every Dog has his day!! Present Day:Paulie Gravelli grew incresely Ill before retiring he assassinated Kenny Petrovic. So that Alphonse Leone becomes the new Don. Al made Tony Corrado his cheif Caporegime. In Vice City they made serious conncetions with the Vercetti Outfit. Thomas Vercetti was retired in 2004. Santino Vercetti became the New head. He made Joseph DiLeo his Underboss.

Edited May 3, 2008 by VinnieLeone

[Flesh-n-Bone]

Chapter 1: Money, Life & Power - Kenji's Casino [13 August 1999]

 

Koichi, a high ranking member of the Yakuza, is today returning to Liberty City so he set things straight for the Yakuza whom need him for the power without a doubt. The reason he left Liberty (1997) was because of the dangerous situation Yakuza's territory was in and he didn't have the mood of fighting for the gang but fled away for a safer life. Kenji Kasen, the waka-gashira of the Yakuza is going to pick him up at the airport and the two will drive back to the casino. Yakuza has weakened since he left.

 

[Koichi walks to the spot, Kenji comes with a Kuruma.]

 

Kenji: Hey, Koichi we have weakened while you wasn't here? What is going on, why did you return?

 

Koichi: Just like you say to be a strong one, you never have to show weakness, that's why I came back, because we are almost in the loss the most of territory's we got right now.

 

Kenji: The Colombian Cartel are raising to power while we get down the hill.

 

Koichi: Things' have changed, we were much stronger two years ago when I got us to the top.

 

Kenji: Well, we can't hang around here, put the bag in the backseat and drive us back to the casino.

 

[Koichi opens the backseat "door" and puts the bag with all money and stuff in.]

Kenji: Right, I'm gonna sit side to the bag so they don't fall out.

 

Koichi: Don't worry.

 

Kenji: Now get back in, Koichi.

 

[Koichi gets in the Kuruma and drives.]

 

Koichi: Am so tired I can't hang around that long. So take care back there and when I drive to the casino I need to have some sleep.

 

Kenij: Whatever you say.

 

[Koichi drives to the casino. Done.]

 

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EDIT: Spelling correction. And fixed date.

Edited May 3, 2008 by Flesh-n-Bone

[Build Up Your Gang]

Hi everyone, nice to see new writers, and some older ones, still writing...

 

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themaddog23

7th story

The Diablos

$23

$102 + $23 = $125

I've read through your stories and noticed the same type of writing in each of them. First off, they're very confusing as you've mixed script and prose (which is story-style writing) - either do script or do story. Secondly, you're desciptions are very basic. It's always "I did this, I did this" and gets tiresome to read after a while - make it more interesting by describing sights, smells and emotions as well as expanding on the things your character does. I'll try PM you some tips if I get the time.

 

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mrgypsie

1st story (Woo! )

The Triads

$27

$251 + $27 = $278

Your story idea was very good and you used some nice description in parts. However, in the very first sentence you have mixed up past and present tenses. My main problem with it was the dialogue. Rather than using a '-' and bold letters to signal speech, I'd rather you use a "Speech here," he said. format. This helps separate the dialogue from the descriptive text. I'll try PMing you some more help.

 

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VinnieLeone

14th story

Leone Family Mafia

$25

$1707 + $25 = $1732

Your stories are still very timeline-ish and I'm not too keen on you having a load of text about what has happened over a period of 5-10 years and then a tiny bit of script of about 5 minutes. Your stories are very generalised - like you sweep over a huge time period and don't focus on much. You would benefit greatly ratings-wise from having a main character in which you could instill his viewpoint on events, his feelings and thoughts. I'll try PM you with more in-depth analysis.

 

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Flesh-n-Bone

1st story (Woo again! )

The Yakuza (a good gang to get into, I don#t get why no-one has picked to join these earlier)

$25

$5 + $25 = $30

I quite liked this one. It's a nice opener - a bit too short, but nice. One error I noticed was a GTA canon factual one. In 1995, when your story is set, the waka-gashira (which I take to mean boss? Correct me if I'm wrong please) is Kenji Kasen. However, in Liberty City Stories (set in 1998) the boss of the Yakuza is Kazuki Kasen and Kenji becomes boss sometime between 1998 and 2001 (where we see him as leader in GTA III). I'm not sure how you could chage this. I'd probably just edit the dates as in he leaves in '97 and returns in 1999 as you kill Kazuki in Liberty City Stories. I won't PM you as all you need to do is pack more things into your story to make them a bit longer.

 

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Congrats everyone - don't take the criticism personally, I just want to give more money out

 

Look forward to future stories from all of you.

 

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[Flesh-n-Bone]

Flesh-n-Bone

1st story (Woo again! )

The Yakuza (a good gang to get into, I don#t get why no-one has picked to join these earlier)

$25

$5 + $25 = $30

I quite liked this one. It's a nice opener - a bit too short, but nice. One error I noticed was a GTA canon factual one. In 1995, when your story is set, the waka-gashira (which I take to mean boss? Correct me if I'm wrong please) is Kenji Kasen. However, in Liberty City Stories (set in 1998) the boss of the Yakuza is Kazuki Kasen and Kenji becomes boss sometime between 1998 and 2001 (where we see him as leader in GTA III). I'm not sure how you could chage this. I'd probably just edit the dates as in he leaves in '97 and returns in 1999 as you kill Kazuki in Liberty City Stories. I won't PM you as all you need to do is pack more things into your story to make them a bit longer.

Probably it is the intro, so I didn't take that much details, of course the future chapters will be longer, but on the intro all you do is come back with your money and clothes when one of your friends pick you up. And I haven't played Liberty City Stories, so I didn't know that one.

And yeah, I'm changing the date. the protagonist leaves 97' and comes back 99'. Thanks for the correction!

[VinnieLeone]

update on these Gangs

 

 

2.1 Gambetti Family

2.2 Pegorino Family

2.3 Leone Family

2.4 Forelli Family

2.5 Sindacco Family

2.6 Vercetti Gang

2.7 Sicilian Mafia

3 African-American gangs

3.1 Southside Hoods

3.2 Grove Street Families

3.3 Ballas

3.4 The Forge Gang

4 East Asian gangs

4.1 Liberty City Triads

4.2 San Fierro Triads

4.3 Vice City Triads

4.4 Liberty City Yakuza

4.5 Da Nang Boys

5 Hispanic gangs

5.1 Torres Cartel

5.2 Colombian Cartel

5.3 Diablos

5.4 Cholos

5.5 Diaz's gang

5.6 Los Cabrones

5.7 Los Santos Vagos

5.8 Varrios Los Aztecas

5.9 San Fierro Rifa

5.10 Mendez Cartel

6 Afro-Caribbean gangs

6.1 Dukes Gang

6.2 Uptown Yardies

6.3 Haitian Gang

7 Caucasian American gangs

7.1 Lost Brotherhood Biker Gang

7.2 Vice City Biker Gang

7.3 Liberty City Biker Gang

7.4 Trailer Park Mafia

8 Middle Eastern Gangs

8.1 Arab Mafia

9 European gangs

9.1 Russian Mafia

9.1.1 Faustin Family

9.1.2 Petrovic Family

9.2 McReary Family

10 Other gangs

10.1 Vance Crime Family

10.2 Loco Syndicate

10.3 Streetwannabes/Sharks

10.4 Avenging Angels

10.5 Security Guards

 

[VinnieLeone]

Ok i now redid my storyline, The Storyline is that Salvatore and his brother Gaetano both join the leone family, Salvatore leone nerver really died from that fatal shot,but wounded him.

Joey is in prison and Alphonzo is the new don after the assassination of Johnny Petrovic. Paul Gravelli order the hit because he found out that Johnny was partly russian. Sal and Gaetano(Tommy) are some times called the Ambrosio Crew because of their last name.

 

 

My brother and me joined up with the Leone family. We served under Tony Corrado. We met with him for our first mission.

 

Little Italy, Algonquin

Russo’s Kitchen.

 

Ok Sal we need a little protection money. I want you to go to Sammy’s nightclub and apply little pressure. Said Tony.

 

Ok boss, when do I get made? I said in a hurried voice.

 

What was that? When do I get made? I should kick you little Sicilian ass for saying that.

 

I’m sorry it’s my first tim- before I know it I was cut off by his loud yelling.

 

Sammy’s

 

Sammy you all the family some money! I said trying to scare Sammy.

 

f*ck you! This is Sindacco turf, they will kill me! He said

 

I pulled out my baseball bat from my coat and hit him in his knee.

 

What’s more important to the club if you’re dead!?

 

Ok, Ok I’ll pay. He said in a weeping voice.

 

Sammy handed me $1023 but that wasn’t enough. Before I know it two Sindacco thugs welding pistols in their hands tried to shoot me. I’ll have to worry about the money later.

 

(Outside Sammy’s)

 

My lord, what was taken you so long? You got the money?

 

 

Ya. I said.

 

Meet up with a friend of mine. His name is Charles Gravano. Said Tony

 

(Walks in Trapani’s Cuts) I saw Charles getting his haircut, my phone started to vibrate. It’s was Tony.

 

(On Phone)

 

Kill Charles, he been in dept with us to long. Make a nice hole between his eyes. He said.

 

I couldn’t kill anyone. I nerver have before. I started to pull the Saturday night special from my left coat pocket. I aimed it between the barber and Gravano. (Two gunshots rang out). I fled the scene in my black savanna. (News Report)

 

On October 13,2008

 

Charles “Mad Bull” Gravano was shot and killed on the 56th street and 7th avenue Park Sheraton Hotel and Barbershop. The Witness says that there was only one gunman. The LCPD are currently doing a large search for the gunman. I was surprised to find out that I was not going to be arrested. The Next day I became an associate for the Leone family. My partner was my brother Tommy; we were assigned to the Vice City sector.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[DogOfHavoc]

Ok guys, I'm sorry but I'm a little confused. I really want to write a story but i have a few questions. How do I join a gang? Is this restricted to GTA SA references/stories? Why isn't there an Irish gang?

 

 

Ok i got it. I'm joining the Russian Mafia and taking the Grey Imports.

Edited May 4, 2008 by DogOfHavoc

[Build Up Your Gang]

Hi,

 

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VinnieLeone

Leone Family Mafia

15th story

$28

$1732 + $28 = $1760

$100 for a multiple of 5 story

$1760 + $100 = $1860

It's a step in the right direction

Make sure to put quotations marks around dialogue (when people speak)like this:

 

"Hi, what's up?" the man asked me.

 

Also, I see you've read the Valachi Papers and Underboss? Try getting some original names. So far I've recongised a character called Tony Corrado (Tony Soprano and Corrado Soprano from The Sopranos mixed together) and Charles "Mad Bull" Gravano (quite obviously a rip-off off Sammy "The Bull" Gravano, way too similar not to be)

 

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DogOfHavoc: Added, welcome aboard! Note, it's Grey Imports - the warehouse in the mission of the same name that C.R.A.S.H gives you in San Andreas - not the Grey Club. Just to clear up any confusion.

 

Get writing - looking forward to reading some of your stuff.

 

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Keep writing everyone

 

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Edited May 4, 2008 by Build Up Your Gang

[DogOfHavoc]

Chapter 1: Baptism of Fire

 

Blood was everywhere.

 

It coated the walls, in a thick gory crust. It was splattered on the ceiling, and a large pool of it was gathering in the middle of the floor. The man laying in the middle of the pool was dead. If he wasn't, life would have been very hard for him. It's hard to perform daily activities without a head.

 

Dimitri Kloski was drenched in the man's blood. He had a dazed look in his eyes, and a battered and blood soaked bat dangled from his hand. His mind scrambled to figure out how things had gone so wrong, so fast.

 

It had started out as a very simple task, drive to Old Man Polsky's grocery shop and demand the petty protection fee he owed. Why the Russian Mob needed $50 a week from the guy was beyond Dimitri's comprehension. But business was slow for the old man, and the Mob gets a piece of everything.

 

Dimitri had entered the store nervously, making a pathetic attempt to appear menacing. Attempting to mask his trembling tone, he had spoken in quick gruff barks. The old man had been a sad sight to behold. His back was crooked, and his head maintained a few scraggly hairs. He was a kind and happy old fellow, despite the fact he knew was dying of kidney failure.

 

So on the day Dimitri barged into his store, the old man had decided to gain a few scraps of dignity before death, and stood tall as the hood entered. When Dimitri grumbled for the protection money, the old man replied in a quite voice that Dimitri could rot in hell. Upon being spoken down to by an old fool, Dimitri gained nerve he never knew he had. Grabbing the old man buy the scruff of his neck he hurled him into a shelf of chips. The chips flew everywhere, and amid the sounds of popping bags, there was an audible sound of bones breaking. Dimitiri advanced upon the old man, unexplainable primal rage pumping through his veins. The old man scrambled to the spot where a pistol was hidden. The gun had been given to him by some mobsters, who had asked him to hold onto the "hot" weapon for awhile and threatened him. The mobsters had never come back for it.

 

When Dimitri saw the shape of a pistol being raised, the last reminents of his inhibitions flew out of his head. Grabbing a baseball bat from a nearby sale bin, he smashed the old man over the head. After the first blow, anger took over. Blow after powerful blow landed upon the old man's head. Soon all that was left was a bloody pulp. The bat dangled in his hand and amidst the blood, Dimitri gazed in fear and astonishment at the corpse. Then his instincts took over. Snatching the Colt .45 from the limp hand, Dimitri plowed out of the store and into the night. He never noticed the two mobsters strolling into the store, in search of a certain weapon of theirs...

Edited May 5, 2008 by DogOfHavoc

[Build Up Your Gang]

Alrighty,

 

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DogOfHavoc

Russian Mob

1st story (Yowee Kazowee!)

$36

$396 + $36 = $432

Rather nice first story, I must say ol' chap. It was great - a good balance of gory action and narrative. I'm looking forward to see what you have in story for Dimitri

 

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Keep up the writing, everyone

 

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