My Chain Story

[ArmyRaidFail404]

2 hours ago, Carbonox said:

2) Joseph Kaplan, once a humble low budget porn film director out of a tiny Hove Beach store, now a straight up porn magnate in the region with countless links to criminal gangs, plus his accomplice Brett, his most trusted actor and partner in crime.

As Dimitri dialed the numbers, he remained unsure about Vaires proposition, at this point only fuelled by a long held grudge against Niko Bellic, and the possibility of having enough support to rebuild the Bratva in full force. After dialing the numbers, he was then unsure if the man he was calling was even the right one; but the only one that Dimitri was sure wasn't dead or in hiding.

 

Joseph: Huh, yeah? Who's this?

Dimitri: Joseph. You owe Mr Faustin protection money.

Joseph: Faustin? Kiss my ass! The Russian Mafia doesn't control me.

Dimitri: The Bratva unfortunately doesn't exist anymore, yes. You don't remember me?

Joseph: I don't care who you are, or how you got this number. Why would I want the Bratva back?

Dimitri: Let's just say I'm looking to reform the organisation. Give some well-deserving patrons from back in the day a little bit of a boost. Courtesy of the old man himself.

Joseph: A boost, huh?...I'm listening.

Dimitri: I know all about your business, Joseph. I know that it's hard to find trusted men to enforce your laws about how money is made. You could be a boss of your very own crew. No one will dare shoot you in the leg anymore.

Joseph: Shoot me in the leg?

Dimitri: Can I meet you in person, and I can discuss my business proposition? We shouldn't really discuss such matters over the phone.

Joseph: Yeah sure. Come to my office in East Island City.

Dimitri: I'll see you there.

 

Dimitri hung up the phone. Walking further out of the casino, he saw a brand new yellow Sentinel GT with a bow around the hood. On it was a card:

 

A token of our new friendship. Key's on the dashboard.

 

Dimitri scoffed. It was all a little too theatrical for Vaire to deliver him a new car, let alone one matching his suit and to take the effort to wrap a bow on it like it was a sweet 16 birthday. However, with no other cars addressed to him, and Packie obviously taking off in his old car, he gladly ripped the bow off and entered. The car roared to life and Dimitri took off towards EIC.

 

Dimitri then arrived at the dingy office, just next door from a certain surgeon who was admittedly good to have for body disposal. No sightings of Bellic's crew yet. What was the loud, yellow car for anyways? Hiding in plain sight? At least it was nothing like what Dimitri would drive anyways, so maybe Niko wouldn't look twice at it. Dimitri stepped out of the car and walked down the steps to the basement.

 

Inside was Joseph and Brett, lounging on a velvet red couch surrounded by cocaine. Joseph had certainly moved up in life in everything except for venue. Joseph then spotted the Russian.

 

Joseph: Hang on. Shoot my leg. That was you! You're the f*cking guy I'm supposed to meet?

 

Joseph pulled a golden desert eagle out of the cushions, pointing it at Dimitri.

 

Dimitri: Calm down. It's been a very long time, Joseph Kaplan.

Joseph: I should pop your skull right now, you bastard!

Dimitri: Don't you want to make, money? Should I take my business elsewhere? I see on the table you've developed very expensive habits.

Brett: Hey man, we're just fooling around, aren't we Joe?

Joseph: I got connections now, Dimitri. I don't need no f*cking Bratva. 

Dimitri: I did my homework, Joseph. I kept tabs on you. Your criminal connections treat you about as well as Mikhail Faustin did.

Joseph: Man, I'll call the uhm...the Yardies, yeah. They'll sort you out.

Dimitri: Is that your best call? Does Real Badman run your corner "and ting"?

Brett: Hey man, just put the gun down and listen to him. He's right about the Yardies, they treat us like sh*t.

 

Joseph lowers his gun, turning to his friend.

 

Joseph: And I can trust him? 

Dimitri: The Bratva is changing, Joseph. Before it was all Russian this and Russian that. We're far too spread out for any of that. We get pushed around by the Italians, the Blacks, and now your Yardies.

Joseph: *sigh* What do you propose then?

Dimitri: A little Warsaw Pact, if you want to put it like that. A complete reformation that respects the efforts of comrades like you.

Joseph: Hah! A motherf*cking Warsaw Pact. Listen to this guy. 

Dimitri: I had a few options, Joseph. I chose you because your business makes you profits and it makes you well connected. You are a prime candidate to help lead my new Bratva. I know that you're in contact with Faustin's old crew and even the Albanians. I want us to have our glory days again, times when we didn't have to listen to other gangs.

Joseph: Hmmm. Brett what do you think?

Brett: Might be this fantastic f*cking coke, but I reckon we should do it man. Our own bosses!

Joseph: Ok, Dimitri. You can have your wish. As long as you can pull your weight and get together more guys we can have a go at this. I'll organise with who's left.

Dimitri: I'll call my guys as well. You've made a very good decision, Joseph Kaplan.

Joseph: We'll see.

 

Dimitri leaves the building and another choice is made.

 

A] Follow Dimitri as he continues building the Bratva.

B] Follow Chester and his unlikely trio.

C] Follow Yeager and Fortuna.

D] Follow Niko at the Bohan Safehouse.

E] Follow Packie and Tavell, now enjoying the "Cardiac Arrest" combo at Burger Shot.

[Corndawg93]

Never mind

 

E] Follow Packie and Tavell, now enjoying the "Cardiac Arrest" combo at Burger Shot

The Cardiac arrest was quite the Burger but given it was just a Fat Slob Burger with pickles, I'm shocked Packie didn't notice

(Tavell) Who the f*ck likes pickles
(Packie) I do, love that slimy feel it has
(Tavell) Got some interesting tastes over there, Packie

Just then a knock on the side of the window where the 2 dweebs are sitting is heard, it's Niko, followed by Dwayne, Dekota and Alessa, they walk inside to lambast them

(Niko) What the f*ck Packie
(Packie) Hey it's not my fault, you never said where to take him, oh hey Dwayne
(Dwaybe) Sup dawg
(Niko) There were 2 places to take him, the little apartment in Alderney and the apartment next to the pay and spray in Northwood
(Alessa) And what about you Tav, why didn't you contact me
(Tav) I'm sorry girl...
(Niko) Girl?
(Dekota) She is more than just a girl, she is a woman and more importantly our daughter 
(Dwayne) Hey now, no need to bully the poor bastard, from one African American to another, respect your elders
(Tavell) Will do sir
(Dwayne) That's Dwayne to you
(Tavell) Forge?
(Dwayne) That's me
(Tavell) Hold up, THE DWAYNE FORGE!?!?!?!?!, HOLY sh*t
(Niko) Seems you have a fanbase Dwayne
(Packie) That's the last thing I expected to happen hahahahaha that's funny
(Dwayne) This is f*cking embarrassing
(Alessa) I'm sorry Dwayne, he's never been this excited
(Dwayne) How about we focus on Packie f*cking up
(Niko) Fair enough, Packie, where's Dimitri?
(Packie) Old casino
(Niko) Take us there
(Packie) Can I finish my Burger already
(Everyone) NO!!!!
(Packie) Ok then, Jesus... hold up, how'd you find us?

(Niko) Trackify app

(Packie) Oh, hate that app, cmon then

We then fast forward to the group of 7 stopping at the bridge overlooking the casino entrance only to notice a hobo-looking guy talking to himself with a fancy-looking Yellow PMP 600

(Niko) Why the f*ck would you bring him here
(Packie) In our defence, what we see now wasn't here earlier
(Dekota) I don't like this
(Dwayne) If you're expecting that hobo to own that PMP, then you are sorely mistaken

(Niko) What do we do?

WHAT DO THEY DO?!?!?!?!
1) Go full Leroy Jenkins on the place
2) Send one of them in to scout the place
3) Snipe the Hobo
4) All go in all stealth like

Or

5) We follow Yeager and Fortuna getting sick of the writers ignoring them

Edited December 1, 2025 by Corndawg93

[ArmyRaidFail404]

16 hours ago, Corndawg93 said:

5) We follow Yeager and Fortuna getting sick of the writers ignoring them

Yeager: That f*cking does it!

Fortuna and Yeager for their part had scoured all of Liberty City. First they tried to catch Niko at his Northwood Penthouse. Not losing hope, they checked Roman's penthouse in Middle Park East, the safehouse in Alderney City, and finally the safehouse in Bohan. Funnily enough had they had gotten there 15 minutes earlier they would have run into him, from which Yeager would give him a serious talking to about putting more details into an interstate visit. 

Yeager: He's not here.

Fortuna: Hmm, is he not picking up the phone?
Yeager: Huh what?......Oh my f*cking god I could have just called this asshole! Why didn't you do that?
Fortuna: Lost my phone on that last job. Boss still hasn't found me a replacement.

Yeager: I gotta change those work contracts. This was cheaper when a "capable device" meant a pager and not an iFruit.

 

*RING RING RING RING RING RING RING BANANA PHONE*
Niko: Oh, Yeager. Have you arrived?
Yeager: I arrived yesterday. I didn't know where to go.

Niko: Oh, sh*t yeah. Sorry about that Yeager. I had intended for us to meet up at my penthouse, but a thing with Alessa lead me to Bohan, and then Packie went missing so I tracked him down to Alderney and-

Yeager: Niko, please just tell me where to f*cking go. 

Niko: Er, you can come to the casino in Westdyke. A lot of the crew is here already, and I suppose it's time you learnt about Dimitri.

Yeager: Who's Dimitri?
Niko: Ghost of Christmas Past come back to haunt me. I'll tell you more when we get here. Dwayne insists we do this "ninja style" or whatever, so bring your binoculars.

Yeager: Yeah ok, see you there.

 

Yeager hangs up the phone, giving Fortuna a look of "I am just about done with this."

 

Yeager: I didn't bring any binoculars. 

 

Fortuna leads Yeager out of the apartment. From around the corner a crazed man tackles Yeager. 

 

Man: Yarghhhh!

Yeager: Get the f*ck off me yo-!....D'elroy?

D'elroy: Oh sh*t! I haven't seen you in ages Yeager. Sorry about the mixup there.

 

The two men climb back onto their feet. Fortuna looks on, chuckling, but also surprised to see D'elroy of all people.

 

Yeager: What the hell is going on?

D'elroy: I heard some guys going in and out of the apartment. Was trying to scope things out, and then just you two were left. What are you doing at my home?
Yeager: Home? We were just at Niko's safehouse.

D'elroy: What the f*ck? Niko lives in this building?

Yeager: Yeah we were just in his apartment.

D'elroy: I'll be damned. I've been looking for Niko. Roman hired me to look into his disappearance when some guy called Inspector Gadget couldn't do it. 

Yeager: Oh, he didn't tell you he was back in town either?
Fortuna: This is nice, but we couldn't find Niko at any of his safehouses, and I don't think he's gonna stay at Westdyke long.

Yeager: Slippery prick.

D'elroy: I'm just glad I can be paid now. Private investigating doesn't pay as well as vigilanteeism.

Fortuna: With respect, who pays for vigilanteeism?

D'elroy: No one! But the bad guys usually have something in their wallets that can get me a burger most days. And when you give an old lady her purse back, most of the time she gives you half of what was being stolen anyways. Sometimes in the thousands.

Fortuna: Is that why you're living here?

D'elroy: Er...It was a gift.

Yeager: Heh, I see. D.

D'elroy: shudders

 

Cutting away from this shindig, the camera pans over to Vaire in the abandoned casino. He's currently watching the massing force of Bellic Enterprises assemble right outside his doorstep.

 

Vaire: Well, its partly my fault I didn't move in time I guess.

Jeffery: Boss man! Lizards at the gates! Lizards at the ga-

Vaire: Yes, I'm well aware. Those lizards are bad news, Jeffery. I had thought we would be safe here for a bit. That cardiac arrest burger is a hell of a thing to get into you...and out of you, let alone the irishman getting back to the uhh, lizard, in time. But it seems they came here instead.

Jeffery: I seen them, they're gonna eat our brains.

Vaire: I wish, Jeffery. Unfortunately when they find me they'll just want to blow my brains instead. You lived here, do you know another way out?
Jeffery: The secret hobo tunnels. Maybe you are worthy. Provided...

 

Jeffery runs out of sight for a bit, returning with a genuine tin-foil hat, which he promptly slides over the top of Vaires head.

 

Jeffery: You wear this for protection. The reptilians are trying to flood our hobo stronghold with their 5G rays. They'll scramble your brain man, make you forget how to code if you're not careful.

Vaire: Fair enough, my friend. Take me to them.

 

After grabbing the computer, Jeffery and Vaire begin running to a hidden door in the corner of the casino, promptly dissappearing without a trace from the casino, much to the chagrin of our heroes who are sure to find nothing there.

Who do we follow next?

A] Jeffery and Vaire in the secret hobo tunnels.

B] "Bellic Enterprises" assembling outside the casino.

C] "Chester Enterprises" trying to recruit the GTA V protagonists.

D] Dimitri finding more recruits.

E] Everett waking up in his evil lair's hospital. New Page : )

Edited December 1, 2025 by ArmyRaidFail404

[Carbonox]

10 hours ago, ArmyRaidFail404 said:

B] "Bellic Enterprises" assembling outside the casino.

Niko, Packie, Dwayne, Dakota, Alessa and Tavell are promptly joined by Yeager, Fortuna and D'elroy while scoping the casino out. In true Chain Story fashion, this means the original characters have quite the supermajority in the lineup.

 

Yeager: Hey.

Fortuna: Finally.

Packie: Welcome back.

D'elroy: Anyone willing to give a big old hug to big old D?

Dwayne: You'll get a stomach punch if you keep insisting.

Yeager: What's the prognosis on that place?

Niko: Looks deserted enough, should only have Dimitri and a few guys around. No way a big crew would be this subtle about their presence.

Packie: Famous last words, my boy...

Dakota: Say, Niko, there has to be a name for a group like ours, right? Wasn't Roman saying something about a "Bellic Enterprises" when he accosted Dimitri?

Niko: Let's just - not go there. That's just the name of Roman's cab company that even precedes my arrival. He can get a bit arrogant at times and think he's on par with organized criminals of this city, but we'd better not drag his business into-

Packie: Bellic Enterprises it is!

Niko: No, I - ugh, stop pushing it.

Yeager: In case you've forgotten the past 10 years of our adventures, we're pretty much on par with anything this city can throw at us. I think we've earned the right to be called something a little more eloquent than a "Group of however many guns we happen to have in this exact situation".

D'elroy: That's our Yeager being the voice of reason, as always.

Niko: *sigh* Let's just go in.

Dwayne: Have we decided how, yet?

Niko: Just to not prolong this conversation any further, I will go in slowly with Packie, and the rest of you will cover us.

Packie: Oi, is that a fourth wall break I see?

Dwayne: No, you moron, it's perfectly applicable to a normal non-self-aware conversation.

Packie: Oh, I've missed this banter, Dwayne.

Dwayne: You know you could've just hit me up whenever you wanted. Not waited for Niko to bring us together in the name of action again.

Packie: You say it like it's so simple, but Niko's just this - glue that holds us together, sort of. Plus when he's not around, I usually end up being too drunk or high most of the days to even remember your name. Sorry about that.

Dwayne: What about that time when we were kidnapped on a cargo plane to Indonesia? About as far away from Niko as we could be? Was that not a satisfying enough bonding experience?

Niko: I think you've bonded plenty enough in the past 30 seconds. Let's move.

 

Slowly and steadily, Niko forces the front door open. It creaks uncomfortably, which would give anyone holed up inside a huge tactical advantage. Luckily for Bellic Enterprises, it's just as deserted on the inside as it looked, just with a bit of signs of a struggle and some cut ropes next to a fallen over chair. With not a soul to be found (except a stray cat that doesn't stick around to say hello) Niko waves everyone else in.

 

Packie: This is definitely the chair I left Dimitri in.

Niko: What were you thinking leaving him unguarded?

Packie: He was out cold! There was nothing for us to do with him! You say it like you've never faced agonizing boredom in all your life.

Niko: I knocked Gracie Ancelotti out cold for you years ago - something you seem to have forgotten most of the details about - and she was still kicking and fighting to get away minutes later when I dropped her off.

Tavell: Might I add, Packie sorta screwed it up on his own by hitting him too hard.

Packie: What the - you're no bro, snitching on me like that!

Dakota: Well, Alessa, what would you think the evidence suggests?

Alessa: That someone rescued him and fled in a hurry?

Dakota: Correct, but who could've done it? We did take out everyone he had with him in Bohan.

Dwayne: And how did he contact the person who found him, if he was in no position to do so?

 

D'elroy suddenly looms over the conversation, donning a magnifying glass and a Sherlock hat he'd waited for a special occasion to use on.

 

D'elroy: Sounds like a perfect case for Detective D'elroy.

Packie: That can't be an actual title. What happened to the vigilantism?

D'elroy: I already told Team Yeager I had switched to private investigation. Certainly a less hectic career choice.

Dwayne: Speaking of, where did they-

Yeager: Hit me, Tuna.

Niko: Hey, Frank, go be kinky somewhere else.

Yeager: Kinky? No, we're just putting this perfectly fine blackjack table to good use.

 

Niko scoffs as Fortuna deals cards to Yeager without a worry in the world. Yeager sticks with 20, only for Tuna to come up with an ace that bumps her up from 10 to 21.

 

Yeager: Sh*t... well, the pack she carries around is a bit rigged anyway.

Packie: Can I play?

Niko: Wait, look at the state of this table. It's oddly - cleaned out, like there's a big rectangular spot without any dust.

D'elroy: Very sus indeed.

Tavell: You trying to be hip with the youth? Sorry to say, but I think "sus" has fallen a bit outta fashion.

Yeager: This really is a fine spot. I wonder who owns this property nowadays. I could renovate it and turn it into a new Liberty City branch of my operation that Tuna could manage.

Dwayne: Alderney branch.

Yeager: Whatever.

Fortuna: I'll pass. Dealing cards and torturing cheats in the basement is fun, management not so much.

Yeager: We could incorporate the modern day Los Santos business model where you own the place and pay all the bills, but still have to do all the grunt work while a partner sits in the office all day and throws snark at you.

Niko: I could find the owner and convince him to sell this place for a dollar if you'd just shut up and focus on Dimitri for now.

Yeager: Sorry. Heh, card games tend to throw me off. At least all the self-help gurus out there would agree that it's a sign of being healthy when I love my work this much.

D'elroy: Hmmmmmmmm, judging by the shape and size of this strange dustless spot, my deductive reasoning indicates that-

 

He points the magnifying glass a bit uncomfortably close to Fortuna's cleavage, earning him a hard slap that greatly interferes with his long-winded explanation.

 

Fortuna: Find an excuse to be a creep again, and I'll test my card throwing skills on your face next.

Yeager: Listen to the lady. Her special pack has sharp edges for a reason.

D'elroy: Augh... just a minor mishap on the noble search for the truth.

Packie: So, can I play now?

Dwayne: Bellic Enterprises off to a great start, eh Niko?

Niko: I'm on the verge of happily granting naming rights to literally anyone else.

 

How should this nonsensical investigation continue?

 

1) Dakota and Alessa alert the others to a discovery they made while the others were busy bumbling.

2) The Dingoes and Crumpets suddenly park up outside the casino, apparently performing a drug deal unaware of Bellic Enterprises' presence.

3) Pathos shows up, having followed (stalked) Niko's group for a bit, offering his help.

 

Or...

 

4) Cut to "Chester Enterprises" asking Franklin for help in locating Lester.

5) Cut to Dimitri recruiting more and more members for the re-emerging Bratva.

Edited December 1, 2025 by Carbonox

[Corndawg93]

5) Cut to Dimitri recruiting more and more members for the re-emerging Bratva.

 

Dimitri had a lot of friends back in the day, certainly back in his Russian days living it up in the Gulag with Mikhail, making it by trying to fluke his way out of trouble, but one guy outside of his bestie was another guy from those days, his name was Ray Bulgarin, another Russian snake with a beef against Niko but unknown to Dimitri, Ray was in Russia getting Moscow's crime underworld in his favour, almost, he just needed well known Russian crimelord out the way, so when Dim found that out, he was happy to fly out of Liberty to help his friend, both because he didn't fully trust Vaire and his dodgy intentions and to get out of way of Liberty and it's surprises, so on a Jet to Moscow he flew 

 

We leave Dim to metal in the Russian underwood to follow Vaire and Jeffery in the Hobo tunnels, well you say Hobo tunnels but it's just the normal tunnels system that's been around, I guess since Jeffery found it he thinks it's his own 

 

(Vaire) We've been walking pretty far, how long in this tunnel

(Jeffery) If I'm being honest, I never actually explored this whole thing, I just knew this tunnel was here

(Vaire) So walking threw uncharted territory, good to know

 

They walk far enough down the long as f*ck walkway that they find a door on the left, but it's locked unfortunately

 

(Vaire) Cmon open you bastard

(Jeffery) What's that noise 

 

Jeffery looks down the tunnel that they just came from and sees a shadow of a man standing off in the distance

 

(Vaire) Who is that?

 

What steps out of the shadows caused both of them to sh*t their collective pants as what they see standing in the light... was the Ratman

 

(Jeffery) AHHHH REPTILIAN COMING TO GET US

(Ratman) REEECH!!!!!

 

We leave them to run off in fear with Ratman chasing them to follow some else

 

Whom do we follow???

1) Bellic Enterprises

2) Mayor Crane and Deputy Amir doing City Hall-based things

3) Pathos attempting to track down Rocco thinking his bounty is still in effect 

4) Dimitri as he lands in Moscow 

5) Everett waking up in the hospital, with Steve and Hales at his bed side

Edited December 2, 2025 by Corndawg93

[ArmyRaidFail404]

15 hours ago, Corndawg93 said:

1) Bellic Enterprises

Bellic Enterprises - with the Niko's massive caveat that someone would suggest a better working title in the future - was stuck very well scratching their asses. For his part, Roman was quite literally scratching his ass. 

 

Roman: Yep. That hits the spot right there.

Dwayne: Roman? When did you show up?
Roman: Just now. You guys searched up Packie's name on the trackify app and then just ran off. 

Fortuna: Speaking of which, I feel that that really undermines my once-per-page hacking ability.
Dakota: Well, where's Kate then.

Roman: I dropped her off at Mallorie's. In retrospect she probably shouldn't have come to Alessa's rescue given that the Bratva were there for whatever reason.

Niko: In your defence, everyone thought it would be just scaring the boyfriend like a couple of dads would.

Roman: So what are we all doing here then?

Dwayne: This is where Packie f*cked the biscuit tin big time.

Packie: Where the hell did that come from?

Yeager: Strange sayings aside, your old friend Dimitri was supposed to be stashed here, but he's gone and we are trying to find out where.

Roman: Well I suppose I can help look for clues or something.

 

Roman does just that, standing around a bunch of old pokie machines with his chin resting on his hand. Dwayne took to looking to see if anything was stashed in the garages, and apart from some seriously underloved rides behind a rusted out roller door, nothing stood out as evidence of Dimitri escaping this way. Alessa and Dakota took to surveying the golden yellow PMP 600 outside to find some form of registration. Meanwhile, D'elroy scoped the blackjacks tables around where Fortuna, Yeager and Packie were still busting out the cards. He spotted stashed underneath one a pistol.

 

D'elroy: Aha!

Niko: You find something?

D'elroy: I sure did! Check out this swank pistol!

Packie: Hey that's almost as nice as my Colt Dragoon.

Niko: Oh my god. I haven't seen one of these in years.

Roman: I've seen guns like that too. From the old country.

D'elroy: What do you mean?

Niko: It's a Zastava CZ99. I used to carry one during the war.

D'elroy: Do you want it?

Niko: Hell no. That's just a bad memory. You've seen to take a liking to it, so keep it if you want.

D'elroy: Orrr, I can take this to a local gun shop and see who bought it.

Fortuna: I don't think thats how it works, D'elroy.

D'elroy: Sure it does, I saw it all the time in the detective noir movies I watched back in the day. You know, the detective would find a gun at a crime scene, bring it to the gun shop, he'll be told who bought the gun and where they live, and the detective goes and arrests the bad guy.

Yeager: I hate to burst your bubble Cole Phelps, but you heard what Niko said. He used it in the war. Back in the 90s. Back in Yugoslavia. No Ammu-Nation today is selling that something like that. 

D'elroy: But it might have clues, or something. Like maybe there's fingerprints left over we can dust for.

Fortuna: Probably. But now its got your fingerprints on it.

D'elroy: Hey! I'm sure this pistol is the key to finding whoever rescued Dimitri.

Yeager: Those could be literally anybody's fingerprints. Probably the original owner of the joint considering the gun is that old.

D'elroy: But conveniently not covered in dust.

Niko: Hmm, well, I'll give you that. It was recently put here by someone, but its no guaruntee it was Dimitri's or his rescuer's gun.

 

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Meanwhile underneath Alderney City in a dusty tunnel, Vaire and Jeffery had just escaped the clutches of Ratman.

 

Jeffery, panting: That---that- that f*cking Rat. breathing The worst kind of lizard.

Vaire: breathing F*ck! I wish I'd bought my gun.

Jeffery: Your gun?

Vaire: Yeah my gun. What about you, where's your gun?

Jeffery: I can't afford no government controlled gun. I got my sti-....sh*t! Where's my apocalypse stick?

Vaire: I don't know about you, but my weapon is underneath one of them blackjack tables. Put it away after realising you weren't such an immediate threat. I was gonna go back and get it but then that rat freak showed up.

Jeffery: Do you think he's one of them?

Vaire: The uhh, lizards? No, he's probably a "mind control experiment" gone wrong. Best stay out of his way, and continue on our mission, hey?

Jeffery: Hell yeah, Ratman will get his once we free the people from the extraterrorists.

Vaire: Err, yeah. Anyways, we gotta get out of here. See an exit?
Jeffery: Actually, if I got my bearings right, one of my friends is up here. He might be useful to you and the other guy.

Vaire: I hope his place is cleaner than the tunnels.

 

Jeffery leads Vaire up a ladder to a trapdoor. Once up, the two find themselves in some kind of dojo. Except whoever lived here didn't share the self control of any karate master. Littered around the dojo were empty bags of Cluckin Bell meals and Pißwasser bottles. On a tv mounted in a corner, hentai porn played.

 

Vaire: You keep interesting friends, Jeffery.

Jeffery: Hey! Paulie! You here?

 

Around the corner, a heavy but rather built man with a rat tail came, punching the air and screaming "whah" as he walked. Vaire for his part was dumbfounded with what he was seeing before him.

 

Paulie: Hiyah! Jeffery, my main hobo man. Welcome back to the Cobra's Lair. Who's your friend?

Vaire: Err, you can call me Vaire. I have to keep a codename.

Paulie: Oh, nihao konichiwa Vaire-san. I also keep a codename. The Mighty Ass Kicking Cobra. 

 

Paulie starts roundhouse kicking all around him. Very nearly pulling off a proper one almost exactly once, with the rest showcasing the footwork of a drunken panda.

 

Jeffery: Can he join the crew?

Vaire: Honestly, I kind of want to let him in just to see what happens. Would a hardened criminal - err I mean, "extra terrorist", as you called them - like Niko Bellic be intimitated by a guy like this? He might be distracted at a crucial moment which is nice, but I'd be really scraping the bottom of the barrel.

Jeffery: Oh come on man, this kind of guy is exactly the sort of guy that the illuminati doesn't like. Paulie! You pay your taxes?

Paulie: Taxes are liberal institutions, man. They don't apply to sigma badasses like you and me.

Vaire: That's very cool, Paulie. But what kind of history do you have. Anything that the government doesn't like.

Paulie: Yeah I went to Chinatown one day, tried joining the triads but those fake Japaneses didn't like my alpha-as-f*ck karate moves. I'm glad we bombed their asses in the Vietnam War.

Vaire: Right...Well I'm sure your inability to distinguish Asians apart would be helpful. How about guns, or cars? Anything we can use?

Paulie: Yeah let me lead you to the armoury.

 

Paulie starts cartwheeling across the floor back into the room he came out of originally, nearly falling over and landing on a bare katana he had lying on the coffee table. Upon reaching a steel door, he inputs the password. Vaire, watches over his shoulder as the man types 1, 2, 3, 4 into the keypad. The door opens and a bright room nearly as big as the rest of the apartment appears, filled with racks upon racks of guns.

 

Vaire: Where did you get all these?

Paulie: Not from Ammu-Nation. Or even those guys you find in the alleyways in certain parts of the city. Its surplus from other countries.

Vaire: Surplus, you say? Do you have a contact.

Paulie: Check it. Got guys in Russia, Afghanistan, even the Congo. Wars are finishing up and I get to use their sheer unadultered power for myself.

Vaire: I think I have a job for you after all. You can help my friend outfit his new gang.

 

Meanwhile back at the casino, a development has happened.

 

A] D'elroy has dropped the gun on accident, causing it to fire in the convenient direction of the hobo tunnels entrance.

B] Alessa and Dakota have found a clue related to the car.

C] Chester has called Niko with an update on his progress.

D] Fortuna has used her hacking ability instead of waiting around for a clue.

E] Niko decided to pull the Strange Man's device out and finally show everyone what the hubbub is all about.

[Carbonox]

14 hours ago, ArmyRaidFail404 said:

E] Niko decided to pull the Strange Man's device out and finally show everyone what the hubbub is all about.

More specifically, Niko pulls the device out from his pants completely unprompted, a bit unaware of how it makes him look, resulting in some giggles.

 

Niko: Seeing as we aren't making any progress with Dimitri, and to stop this thing from itching my nether regions, I probably should let you all know that there's another issue brewing. And this thing here is the key to all of it.

Roman: Bellic Enterprises can handle anything!

Niko: Shut up, Roman. It's complicated, but-

Dwayne: Is Jimmy Pegorino back from the dead?

Niko: Everyone probably is, it's a new page... but no, I think he's done harassing us for the time being. Him and any other two-bit antagonists who have tried and failed lately.

D'elroy: Is this supposed to be even bigger than the ghastly EDEN harvesting spooks?

Niko: As much as I hate to call it that, it sort of is.

Yeager: Multidimensional portals threatening to tear the fabric of our existence apart?

 

Everyone stares at Yeager, bewildered. He throws up his arms.

 

Yeager: I mean, it's always something like that, ain't it? Would explain why Niko's been gone for so damn long, too.

Niko: I'm glad you're so chill about it, because it's exactly what we're up against.

Yeager: It was a joke!

Niko: Not on my part.

Tavell: This is f*cked up. You sure you've not just gone crazy?

Dwayne: When Niko says something, you better believe it, kiddo.

Packie: Is that a problem we're able to solve with guns?

Niko: Guns and detective work.

D'elroy: I'm on it!

Niko: Should've used any other word. Anyway, here's what I've gathered...

 

Niko re-iterates his adventures the best he remembers them, and the Strange Man's speech from just before he got transported back to the streets of Liberty, trying to ignore any raised eyebrows or other signs of disbelief from his audience.

 

Niko: As for who originally opened the portal, I have no f*cking idea.

Dakota: Hold up, weren't you fiddling with something like a portal stone when we had that catfight? Your dick really got us into some hot water there.

Niko: There's no need to share everything.

Alessa: If you're done with the drama, I remember a portal stone too. That one with the green glow?

Niko: Yes, that one, and I'm very much done with the drama.

Yeager: Didn't you mention in your story that Pathos claimed you stole "his" stone?

Roman: How did you specifically remember that part? I got caught up in the naked bodies and - sorta - zoned out from there.

Niko: Roman...

Yeager: I guess Pathos is just that inherently memorable. We should question him when we get the chance.

Dwayne: Better than nothing. Anyone know where he might hang out?

Packie: Star Junction?

Dwayne: That's so 2008 of you. Pretty sure he already moved up from selling mixtapes on the street, and then some.

Niko: We should split up and probably get in touch with more people that can help. I already have Chester in Los Santos looking for Lester and I guess Franklin, so unless he's taking a ganja break right now, that's a start.

 

Bellic Enterprises head outside to get moving, when...

 

1) By some stupid coincidence, Pegorino shows up with a ragtag crew, looking for revenge.

2) Niko remembers he was supposed to show and not just tell, and contacts the Strange Man with the device.

3) Chester calls Niko about the progress he's made.

4) The crew stumble across the bow that Vaire had left for Dimitri on his gift car.

5) The Strange Man's warning starts to come to fruition, and the corruption in the world starts kicking in, with a random persistent blue hell entrance opening in the middle of Westdyke.

Edited December 3, 2025 by Carbonox

[Corndawg93]

5) The Strange Man's warning starts to come to fruition, and the corruption in the world starts kicking in, with a random persistent blue hell entrance opening in the middle of Westdyke.

 

The ominous blue light shot out like a bat out of hell with Alessa, who's went back to checking out the Yellow PMP 600, was looking in the glove box and sees registration papers to a guy named "Norris V Harken III"

 

(Alessa) What kind of name is that?

 

Dekota comes back and is absolutely mind blown at what she sees coming from the skys above Westdyke

 

(Dekota) What the f*ck?!?!?!

 

Alessa gets out of the yellow eye sore and sees what Dek sees and is also mind blown 

 

(Alessa) What in the blue hell is this?

(Dekota) What Niko said is happening, NIKO!!!!

 

Everyone runs out to realise that the end is nigh.

 

(Yeager) I swear the writers of this damn story are running out of ideas

 

What Happens next???

1) Blue demons pop out and attack the area

2) Bad guys from video games past crawl out and raise hell

3) Bellic Enterprises all go and investigate 

4) Vecna from Strangers Things happens

 

Or

 

5) We cut to Ciri getting word of the blue hell portal 

 

Can someone clear something up for me, what the hell is this Multiverse crisis about, I went back to Army's original post and I'm still vaguely lost

Edited December 4, 2025 by Corndawg93

[Carbonox]

22 hours ago, Corndawg93 said:

3) Bellic Enterprises all go and investigate 

Bellic Enterprises arrive at the major scene of the corruption a bit too late, not that they'd be able to do anything about it. By the time the blue light's faded, there's a gaping entrance into the unprogrammed dark gray void (only known as Blue Hell for tradition reasons anymore) sitting in central Westdyke, straight up deleting chunks of, if not whole roads and buildings from existence. A few hapless NPC's - sorry, citizens - end up walking and driving right into the abyss and quickly disappearing from view, while the rest fly into a panic, with some crashing their cars to avoid falling in. Packie and D'elroy wander dangerously close to the edge, prompting Dwayne and Yeager to respectively hold them back.

 

D'elroy: How in the hell?

Yeager: No need to go sniffing too close. Who knows if you'll ever respawn.

Packie: This must be one hell of a sh*tty copy of the game.

Dwayne: I knew you'd go for the fourth wall break, so shut the f*ck up before I throw you in that void.

Niko: Huh. I guess that really is our cue to speed up with this nonsense.

Dakota: Well, what are you waiting for? Get that top hat guy in here to fix this or - help us fix it, who the hell knows.

Tavell: My followers are never gonna believe this. That is, unless they've fallen in already.

 

While Tavell snaps photos of the scene like crazy (with Alessa rolling her eyes the whole way) Niko presses the button on the "strange garage clicker" bracing for some weird shenanigans to occur around them. In fact, nothing appears to happen.

 

Roman: Did he press it already? Did he?

Yeager: Stop with the panicking.

Roman: You say it like reality isn't about to literally sh*t itself over here!

Fortuna: Roman, calm the f*ck down. We could be doing worse, at least the hole doesn't seem to be getting bigger.

D'elroy: That's what she said.

Roman: HAHAHAHA!

Packie: You can't possibly find the oldest joke in the book to be that good.

Dwayne: Shut up, Packie, and let him concentrate on something else so he stays calm.

Dakota: No, but seriously, Niko, did you press it?

Niko: I did, I - gah, if it's not even working properly, I don't even-

 

A posh and very angry man shows up from behind the nearby corner, his world having just flipped quite upside down upon seeing the state of his neighborhood.

 

Civilian: Hey, what the f*ck is this nonsense? Where's my 10 million dollar mansion? And my rare f*cking Deveste8? And the swimming pool?

D'elroy: That's what we're trying to figure out here.

Civilian: W-w-who's "we"? A f*cking Sherlock Holmes ordered from Wish? Some dumbass content creator glued to his phone? That Slavic f*ck with some of the most expensive cabs in town? WHAT IN THE BLUE HELL?!

Dwayne: Someone already said that in the last post, be a bit more original.

Niko: For f*ck's sake, this is going all sorts of wrong. Sorry about the house, man, I guess. Hope the insurance company has you covered.

Packie: Yeah, unless an extraordinary event like this voids the whole thing.

Dwayne: Pfft... I'll give you this much, that was kinda good.

Civilian: You're making fun of me? I'm rich enough that I could buy you, you drunken shitstain whose breath smells like another one of those f*cking Cardiac Arrest burgers!

Packie: When a man's in a rush, he's gotta grab every bite that he can, douchebag. Ain't nothing to be ashamed of there.

Unknown: Hello, Niko. Niko Bellic.

 

Niko freezes up just as he was about to give the posh asshole a piece of his own mind. The Strange Man casually strolls into view like he'd been on a walk in this neighborhood all day long, hands behind his back and calmly observing his surroundings.

 

Niko: You - huh. You did show up.

Strange Man: I do wonder if that's disappointment or relief in your voice.

Niko: Well, if you look straight forward, we kinda have a problem here in our reality that requires your help.

Strange Man: Indeed. A hole new level of corruption. Sorry, had to. I would've expected most of it to have only affected you directly up to this point. If I had to theorize, your reality is already starting to reject the multidimensional kerfuffles going on, and is beginning to lash out.

Niko: Realities have feelings?

Strange Man: Not in a traditional sense, but it's the sort of feelings you may still want to consider, to prevent this from happening again.

Niko: I'd love to keep talking, but what about that outsider in our-

Strange Man: He already appears to have been taken care of.

 

At the corner of his eye, Niko spots the rich asshole running off while bawling his eyes out. Quite the ridiculous sight.

 

Niko: Huh. Did you do that, or did Packie do that?

Packie: I can't believe it! All I told him was that his mother was a hamster and his father smelled of elderberries, and he took right off!

D'elroy: What were you thinking using the lamest insult known to mankind?

Packie: I was taking the piss! What else can you do when some trust fund baby gets all up in your face like that?

Niko: Look, I don't care one bit about your quarrel right now. Just know that that guy I talked about is finally here, so you can say hi anytime. What took you so long, anyway?

Strange Man: I prefer to not make too much of a fanfare of myself if I can at all help it. Your world seems to have enough to panic about as it is.

Dwayne: How fast do you think this'll spread? Sir?

Strange Man: Hmm. I don't believe this is like a virus, so I imagine this hole will just stay the way it is until the portals are closed for good. However, since the chaos has already started, I imagine it will affect different parts of the world at random. Don't feel secure just by avoiding this one district, and work fast.

Niko: I know I haven't actually completed anything, but I might be able to get in contact with someone I know has used the portal stone. Is that even a start? Better yet, can you locate him somehow?

Strange Man: Mr. Bellic, far as my capabilities may be above yours, me hopping from place to place in your reality on a wild goose chase to find one man is likely to be just as damaging as if you were using the stone willy nilly.

Packie: Sh*t, guess we'll hit the streets and hope for-

Fortuna: Found him.

 

Heads begin to turn as Tuna displays a map on her phone with a flashing symbol at the Star Junction Cluckin' Bell.

 

Fortuna: Once-per-page hacking ability to the rescue. You better thank the fact I have Pathos' number in my contacts for some f*cking reason, since if I had to search by his real name, I'd be sh*t outta luck. Anyway, he just ordered a Big Smoke in that branch, less than 5 minutes ago.

Packie: Called it!

Dwayne: Shut up, that was a wild guess and you know it.

Niko: Bicker later, looks like we have a date with a cheese deluxe- uhh, I mean Pathos in that area now. Uh, good work, Tuna.

Fortuna: Anytime, cowboy!

 

She shoots him a wink that prompts another jealous-looking frown from Dakota. Niko awkwardly laughs it off before turning to the "accountant of sorts" for one more time. The Strange Man has taken to standing right on the edge of the abyss, looking down into it with seemingly great interest.

 

Niko: Is there anything you can do in the meantime? Or did I considerably overestimate your powers?

Strange Man: It seems that those friends of ours, the - Van der Linde gang, was it? - have gone and got themselves hopelessly lost in Acter Industrial Park. It may be wise to check up on them before the modernity of your reality overwhelms them.

D'elroy: Just what we needed, more weirdos from the depths of the multiverse screwing around in our city.

Niko: I think it's Mayor Bernie's city more than anyone else's - ugh, not that it matters.

Dwayne: Not even his, that's on the Alderney side.

Packie: You're just gonna point that out every chance you get now?

Niko: Shut up, both of you. What exactly are the Van der Lindes up to?

Strange Man: They're doing important work to try and track down the NPC who passed through the portal, but are being limited by their inability to operate automobiles and the attention they attract in this world. I would not judge them very hard while yourself missing key clues to Dimitri Rascalov's location - not that it's anywhere close to the top of your list of concerns right now. The outlaws might need the help of some automatic guns fast, or they might be overrun by the horde that's currently crawling through a portal in their immediate vicinity.

D'elroy: You know where Dimitri went?

Yeager: Way to miss the point.

Niko: Horde of clickers? Is that what you're saying?

Strange Man: Not to be confused with the "garage clicker" I gave you. Yes, those unfortunate undead souls that are also threatening to engulf more than just the one universe they'd normally occupy.

Dwayne: There's still portals popping open? Where they coming from?

Strange Man: I can only guess at this point in time, but either a rogue actor with the necessary power has sent the clickers here to overwhelm this world, or a rift may just have spontaneously opened to grant them entry.

Niko: OK, you know the deal, gang - split up. I can take Pathos, and D'elroy can head off to see the cowboys.

Roman, Packie, Dwayne, Yeager, Fortuna, Dakota, Alessa & Tavell: I'm with Niko!

Niko: Ugh, not like that.

D'elroy: Why do I feel unappreciated right now?

Yeager: Let's just get this sh*t done. Me, Packie, Tuna and Tavell can go with D'elroy to Acter and keep him in line.

Packie: You just separated me from Dwayne?

Fortuna: Relax, you're in the best hands imaginable.

 

She encouragingly slaps Packie's ass, which to Niko's joy appears to cure some of Dakota's jealousy. Nearby, Dwayne grabs a Stretch that had been abandoned by passersby in the panic that recently ensued. Niko is about to follow Dakota, Alessa and Roman into the limo and drive off in style, when he hears Tavell screeching his lungs out.

 

Niko: What now?

Tavell: My phone! All I wanted was a cool shot of Mr. Top Hat standing at the edge, and it - it bricked! If I can't update my status soon, I'll be so f*cked!

Niko: I'm, uhh, sorry to hear that, but - really, for me it was always a no-brainer from the start that you probably shouldn't try to shoot him. Especially from behind. In any sense of the word, I mean.

Fortuna: Move it, social media addict, or you'll miss the bus!

 

Tavell is the last to get into a city bus that Yeager in turn has commandeered to accommodate his brand new Group of Five. Niko glances at the Strange Man one last time, impressed at how quaint he's being, before forcibly turning his focus back to the mission of finding Pathos by any means necessary.

 

We continue to follow Team Niko, when...

 

1) They find Pathos right on schedule as he's in the middle of his Big Smoke meal.

2) Nate and Elena unexpectedly pop out of a portal right outside the Cluckin' Bell.

3) Chester calls about his progress on finding Lester (finally).

 

Or follow Team Yeager (or Team Packie, I guess? Team D'elroy?) as...

 

4) They meet up with the Van der Linde Gang just where the Strange Man said they'd be, fighting off a minor invasion of clickers.

5) They have a traffic collision with the pink ERG bus of all things.

 

22 hours ago, Corndawg93 said:

Can someone clear something up for me, what the hell is this Multiverse crisis about, I went back to Army's original post and I'm still vaguely lost

Honestly I'm semi-lost too but my main takeaway would be that the wanton use of the portals is screwing with the stability of the worlds of these game characters (nice job, Pathos). I at least hope I got the basic gist of it after reading through it about 3 times, though my unfamiliarity with the crossed-over games other than RDR2 and Uncharted is holding me back further.

Edited December 4, 2025 by Carbonox

[Corndawg93]

1) They find Pathos right on schedule as he's in the middle of his Big Smoke meal.

 

Getting to the point of the main objective was quite rare in the Chain Story, without anything impacting everything, the group of Niko, Dwayne, Dekota, Alessa, and Roman were certainly surprised 

 

(Roman) Thought for sure something would have held us back

 

As they get out of the stretch that smelt of an old combination of hookers and mashed potatoes for some reason, they see Pathos sitting on his own in the corner enjoying his Big Smoke meal like the common pleb that he is

 

(Niko) Pathos!

(Pathos) Oh hey guys, what's up, anything wrong 

(Dwayne) A whole lot wrong

(Niko) We have a situation we need to get done and it's come to our attention that you might have some information that could help us 

(Pathos) And that would be?

(Niko) Do you remember the green stone with the webbed pattern in it, that you claimed that I stole from you

(Pathos) Sure do, go it back when I tackled that Dimitri guy at that hostage exchange youse were doing

(Roman) When you were trading the diamonds for my life with him, what happened to them anyway

(Niko) What... the diamonds, they're in a safe for safe keeping, Pathos, what happened to Dimitri during all that

(Pathos) We landed in the Jurassic period and he got eaten by a T-Rex

(Roman) Really?

(Dekota) That would explain why he's back, if he didn't die he would have been stuck there

(Alessa) What happened to you?

(Pathos) I pressed the stone again and landed back in the old west, unfortunately, I lost it again and it ended up in someone else's hands

(Niko) I'm guessing you died then, wouldn't be here otherwise 

(Pathos) No, a nice woman from the future... or past brought me back

(Niko) What did she look like?

(Pathos) Ashen hair, braid, scar on her cheek, knew how to use a sword that's for sure

(Niko) Sounds like Ciri, good on her

(Dwayne) Where'd you find the stone to start with?

(Pathos) You remember the old Bleeter Building that fell down

(Niko) Yeah, the one that Avon Hurtz owns?

(Pathos) Found it among the rubble in there

(Niko) Fascinating

(Dwaybe) After all that A.I bullsh*t, I wouldn't be surprised if Avon had something to do with the stones' creation 

 

Just then Niko's head popped with the biggest realisation

 

(Niko) OH MY GOD

(Dekota) What?

(Niko) When I was kidnapped by that Tribal guy, all that ended when the Clifffiord A.I shot a spark of energy that caused me to transport to other dimensions at random

(Roman) So?

(Niko) Well the stone came from the Bleeter Building, and Avon and Cliffford were there, what if Cliffford created the stone and the Cliffford I encountered from in the other land was a past version of that stupid A.I

(Dekota) That is fascinating

(Alessa) Oh I like where this is going

(Roman) Hold up, Avon created Cliffford, how can it be from the past?

(Niko) Not sure, maybe Avon sent Cliffford into the multiverse at some point

(Dwayne) That sounds dumb, how about we just go to the Bleeter building rubble and see if there is anything there we can find that might help us

(Pathos) Great, you do that and I can finish my meal

(Niko) Yeah alright, we're done here, let's go then

 

The Group of 5 up and leave, and we stick with Pathos, as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out the stone with the webbed patten on it

 

(Pathos) Ain't no one taking this from me ever again

 

What happens next?!?!?

1) Pathos accidentally presses the pattern and disappears

2) Ciri appears again and kills Pathos, another one off the list

 

Or

 

3) We follow team Niko as they make their way to the Bleeter rubble, only to discover it's something else

4) We follow Team Yeager to deal with the clickers

5) We cut to Ratman tracking down Vaire and Jeffery at the hobo dojo

 

And that's what happens when you do your homework, I absolutely love the connection the last several stories are telling 

Edited December 6, 2025 by Corndawg93

[ArmyRaidFail404]

56 minutes ago, Corndawg93 said:

4) We follow Team Yeager to deal with the clickers

Yeager was flooring the bus towards Acter, for all the speed that such a vehicle could realistically give the group of five. The bus was also taking a beating from Yeager's tight steering and the buses wide handling not agreeing with the solid corners of buildings. 

 

Packie: Damn Yeager! You're banned from my car!

Yeager: You don't have a car. Nothing spawns outside your mum's house.

Tavell: OHHHHHHH!!

Fortuna: Real mature. Seriously though, stop driving like you wanna tip the bus over!

D'elroy: I'm gonna f*cking hurl.

Yeager: Have none of you guys seriously tried driving a bus before? 

Packie: I drove a box truck on a few occasions, it's not that hard.

Yeager: Almost there....

 

----

 

Between the giant oil tankers dotting Acter Industrial Park, the Van Der Linde Gang had set up a makeshift camp utilising wherever a few cars happened to be, some barrels and pallets, and various knickknacks from nearby warehouses.

 

Gang: 

Now the ring dang do now what is that?

It's soft and round like a pussy cat!

It's got a hole in the middle and it's split in two,

And that's what you call the ring dang do!

 

From across the way, clickers began approaching from Trinity Road, baited by hearing the raucous party that the gang had started having. 

 

Bill: Whoah hey! We got company!

Dutch: It's those god dang monsters! Everybody with a gun, to the front! Women and children...and Pearson...get behind!

 

The gang started firing their revolvers and repeaters at the horde. Just as they were starting to get a bit overwhelmed, Yeager came flying through with the bus, taking out many clickers, but also crashing the bus into the side of a semi. Clumsily escaping the crash, the group of five introduced themselves.

 

D'elroy: Hey, cowboys? Need a hand?

Sadie: You got guns?

Packie: Sure thing, lady, plenty. 

Yeager: Figured we help you out and get you guys sorted.

Javier: More coming in!

 

Another wave of clickers had shown up to raise hell. The gang and the Group of Five raised their weapons, mowing down the zombie creatures. Packie pulled out a grenade.

 

Arthur: Hey what's that?

Packie: It's a grenade. Stand back, it's like dynamite.

Yeager: Packie! Stop!

 

Before Yeager could stop him Packie had pulled the pin and threw the grenade, completely forgetting that they were surrounded by oil tankers.

 

Yeager: Everybody run! Away from the tankers! Er, big things, f*ck it! Get outta here!

 

The grenade went off, blowing up a group of clickers but also having the effect of piercing the oil tankers. The pressure ignited a small flame in one of them, jetting out like flamethrower, burning more enemies. Everyone sprinted away on Yeager's command, and just conveniently when they have gotten out of the way

 

KABOOM!

 

The tank on fire went up, beginning a chain reaction of camp and clicker ending proportions. And the bus wasn't doing ok either. 

 

Packie: Holy sh*t!

Fortuna: Packie you idiot! You nearly killed us all!

Tavell: Damn man, I should have been recording that crazy sh*t! How many followers do you think that would have netted me?

Yeager: A death sentence, Tavell.

Hosea: Well, good thing that wasn't the real camp back home, but-

 

KABOOM!

 

Dutch: Everyone keep running! We can make our proper introductions later.

 

Sure enough they all did that, and the tanks all blew up. Running north, through the old warehouse that at one point Niko had oversaw a deal with Jimmy Pegorino, they ended up at the foot of the canal.

 

Dutch: Ok. I think I speak for everyone when I say we deserve some kind of explanation.

D'elroy: Fair enough. The Strange Man said you were all looking for clues.

John: That's what we were supposed to be doing?

Arthur: That wolf really did eat half your brains didn't it. Of course we are!

John: Yeah but, clues about what? We ain't been to this city before. It's weird.

Hosea: It's quite a modern one. Haven't seen one like this on my travels.

Dutch: It disgusts me. Hmpf, civilization. Is that what America is all about now?

Yeager: Has been for a hundred years or so. You get used to it. Anyways, apparently you were all at some sort of arena? Man in a top hat said you gotta cure a disease?

Arthur: Smartest one here is old Strauss and he ain't no doctor.

Fortuna: And close the portals too.

Dutch: We are just humble travellers-

Yeager: Cut the bullsh*t, Clint Eastwood. The time for travelling is over. Niko told us everything that happened at that arena.

Arthur: Look, we all just wanna get home is all. This is too much for a bunch of old west gunslingers.

D'elroy: You handled yourself pretty fine back there.

Fortuna: It's time you all got used to the modern world and quick.

Hosea: She's right, Dutch. This ain't the west and I think we will have to play along for a while.

Packie: Speaking of which, the cops will be here pretty soon, so we should bail.

Yeager: Lesson one. Transportation 101. Time to teach you guys how to drive.

D'elroy: Don't listen too carefully. He's terrible.

 

Yeager smacks him on the back of the head and the camera zooms away to a new location. All the way to Los Santos as it's about time to check on the modern Three Stooges: Chester, Cam and Lynch. What are they doing?

 

A] Shooting the sh*t outside Franklin's office waiting for it to open.

B] At Franklin's house.

C] Being interrogated by Dave Norton.

D] At Legion Square, where Chester is arguing with Barry the weed advocate.

E] Getting 100% extra virgin olive oil because Chester's car needs more gas.

[Corndawg93]

C] Being interrogated by Dave Norton.

 

Well this is interesting, The Old weed loving Geezer, the creepy computer guy and the wannabe rapper who can't get a start somehow ended up in the FIB, being interrogated by Davey Norton, how they got there was a good question

 

(Dave) Why were you stalking that old lady

(Cam) Hey, I can't be held accountable if a woman comes on to me

(Dave) She was 96 years old

(Cam) I like them older, what can I say

(Lynch) Dude, she asked you to put your dick away

(Cam) Ummmm....

(Chester) Is that what we are here for, sir I swear I had nothing to do with this, Im just trying to get ahold a few friends so they can help with another situation 

(Dave) Who you looking for?

(Chester) Michael De Santa, Franklin Clinton and Trevor Phillips

(Dave) Really?! 

(Chester) Yeah, I heard threw the grapevine you knew them

(Dave) I know Michael

(Chester) Know where he is?

(Dave) Yeah I do, last I heard he's filming a movie in Vice City

(Lynch) What about Franklin?

(Dave) Probably in his ivory tower making music 

(Chester) Trevor?

(Dave) Dead, outside his trailer in Sandy Shores, probably being poked with a stick by a tweeker

 

We cut to Sandy Shores where the tweeker, that being Wade, who I imagine has somehow ditched Milner and Mori's little secret agent mission, is still after so many years continuing to poke whatever is left of Trevor's cold dead corpse 

 

(Wade) Wake up Trevor

 

We cut from this incredibly dumb situation to follow who????

1) Team Niko, on their way to where the Bleeter building would be

2) Team Yeager/Dutch/D'elroy/Packie

3) Ratman catching up to Vaire and Jeffery at the Hobo Dojo

4) Dimitri landing in Russia, being met by a familiar face who isn't Ray Bulgarin

5) The Poor 96 year old lady 

Edited December 4, 2025 by Corndawg93

[Carbonox]

17 hours ago, Corndawg93 said:

1) Team Niko, on their way to where the Bleeter building would be

Team Niko are ready for almost anything at this point, yet it still catches them off guard when they find the Bleeter building in a state of disrepair - but not like one would expect. No, it appears to be, for lack of a better term, drenched in glitchy matter, which may or may not be related to the fact it was where the portal stone was originally found. Much like the destroyed Saints HQ in virtual Steelport (not that Niko would know anything about that, but gamers reading this post might), there's a seemingly endless stream of strange particles floating upwards from the wreckage and disappearing while everything's coated in an unnatural red light.

 

Dwayne: What a treat. More corruption.

Niko: All glitched up or not, we didn't come here to just give up and leave empty-handed.

Dwayne: How didn't we even see this before?

Alessa: If you look around, you might notice there's quite a few skyscrapers blocking the view.

Dwayne: Smartass.

Roman: Cousin, this just might be a teeny tiny too big for us. I mean, the cab depot burning down was bad enough, but at least it felt like a real, tangible, plausible event that we could move on from!

Dakota: Hey, the door to the basement still appears to be intact.

Roman: Eek! If you think for a second that I'm going down there-

Niko: You just stay here with Dwayne and Alessa and watch our car. My lady and I can handle this - whatever it is down there.

Dakota: Nothing like a bit of flattery to balance out your recent escapades.

Niko: Yeah, yeah. Dwayne, you watch Alessa and Roman. Alessa - you watch Roman.

Roman: Hey!

Niko: If something goes to sh*t, alert us with - lots of noise. Yeah, it's the best I've got.

Dwayne: I guess.

 

Niko and Dakota make their way through the set of doors and enter a network of tunnels, surprised at how relatively intact the underground portion is. It's understandable for a conventional bunker, but not when the building above is more corrupted than straight up destroyed. Even the set of automatic doors up ahead still work, leading into a lab that probably should have no business being operated by a social media platform. It's mostly unkempt and dusty, so the risk of running into someone appears to be minimal.

 

Niko: There's always gotta be a damn underground lab.

Dakota: I wish I understood literally anything about these instruments.

Niko: I wish I had as much spare time on my hands as that coddled piece of sh*t.

Dakota: Maybe we can let Avon's archived research logs here do the talking.

Niko: Environmental storytelling. I can get behind that.

Dakota: Don't you turn into a Packie, Mr. Bellic. Not on my watch.

Niko: Wouldn't Avon have wanted to keep his sh*t all secure and encrypted?

Dakota: We may be in luck then, since whoever last operated here must've left in a hurry and is still logged on into the master system... Huh, 69 total entries. Do you think that's where he got before something got out of hand, or is it just his sense of humor?

Niko: If I remember anything about how he presents himself in the news, I'd say he's greatly amused by that number.

Dakota: Right... I wouldn't mind indulging in some of that one of these days, but we'd better get to the bottom of Mr. Hertz's research first. Commencing log 1...

 

Niko takes the most comfortable seat he can on a 3 legged stool that he'd found laying around, and reminds himself to punch Avon in the nose should they ever meet in person, once his arrogant voice fills the room.

 

Avon: Portal stone research log #01. This is your future Ultimate Supreme Commander-in-Chief Hertz speaking, that is, the man with the biggest cock in the long and, frankly, underwhelming history of mankind. The world really is a cruel, heartless, thankless place. I've given these moronic citizens everything - the best electric cars known to mankind, the most brilliant AI that ever existed that could've revolutionized information gathering... I even bought a great social media platform to recreate it into something greater than it ever was. And what did I get for my troubles? Ridicule! Straight up - dishonorable trash talk directed at my character, my design philosophy, everything - all because I'm too modern and straight up intelligent to ever please these dumb sheep. So what if my Coils have trapped a few mindless drones inside as they burned to death? If they didn't have even the basic intelligence to operate my hand-crafted, incredibly advanced electronic doors while mildly injured, all I've done is purify the gene pool as far as I'm concerned! People mocked the automobile when it first hit the market over a hundred years ago, but they got over it and swapped their horses out for it for f*ck's sake! So when will they come around and see my invention for what it is? Those utter and absolute muppets, those nincompoops would sooner guzzle their outdated gas and - and - BOYCOTT my hard work rather than give me my recognition I've deserved for years? I won't have it, I - I just won't...

Niko: Will he ever get to the point?

Dakota: Shush!

Avon: *holding back tears* ...if I could, if I only could, I'd end them all by triggering the nuclear war they so thoroughly deserve! But... then I thought to myself, Avon, you're the manliest man to ever walk this planet, and for as long as you have that, you still have hope. One last hurrah that would grant me the status I've been owed for so long! Through a combination of - of revolutionary science and a little bit of what I can only describe as black magic, I'll simply - hehehe - save them from a brand new crisis THAT I'VE MANUFACTURED!

 

He bursts into a maniacal laughter that the two of them can only shake their heads in unison at.

 

Avon: Through my research - harder work than what most of Liberty will ever collectively pull off, by the way - I've found that these so-called "clickers" in a nearby parallel universe may be perfect for this goal... at least as long as their spread can be contained somehow. Like a proper scientist, I will have to explore even some of the more outlandish alternatives first, which is what makes this hypothetical portal stone so good - I can just use it whenever I want, wherever I want, to travel between all sorts of universes until I've cooked up just the perfect sort of pandemonium to impose on my future subjects! How many mindless drones of Liberty City can even say they've been to one other universe? Video games don't count! By the way, I need to get to banning violent video games as soon as I've got everyone eating out of my hand. Have you seen the way you can just kill as many cops as you want while suffering no meaningful consequences? And the way the game even makes you do that as part of the story? I will not stand for something like that, not ever! It offends the core of my existence!

Unknown: Sir, this is where you were supposed to talk about that - covering your tracks part...

Avon: Shut up! Of course I'll cover my tracks, or this plan would never work! It's easy! If no one can ever prove I had such a stone in my possession, that's all I need! But just in case it's not, I'll find some useless serf who trolled me on my platform, my beautiful Bleeter, and blame it all on him. Either that or, or, that bastard Niko Bellic. Or Lester Crest, that basement dwelling loser virgin's played hero one time too many on my watch.

Unknown: But how are you going to send all the clickers to where they belong without using the stone and incriminating yourself?

Avon: Get off my log already, this is MY show! I won't send them back, I'll just have them killed as soon as I finish rebuilding my clone army. And find Cliffford somewhere so I can force him back in line. But I won't kill all the clickers, I gotta keep some around as pets. If - well, when, since they're so ungrateful - people are unhappy with my rule despite what a perfect head I have on these shoulders running things, I'll need them to intimidate the opposition into submission. Yes, that'll do the trick. It'll be cruel and maybe a bit outlandish, but as the vanquisher of the horde, I'll have earned the right to use the survivors as I see fit, OK? Time to get to work though. Ultimate Supreme Commander-in-Chief Hertz out... for now.

 

Dakota: No wonder there had to be a horde of undead involved, instead of the portals just connecting to - I dunno, happier and less dystopian worlds.

Niko: Where do you think Avon ended up by the time he was done? Pathos had the stone, but the mastermind - I hate calling him that, by the way - has been missing even before that.

Dakota: Is it bad to hope he got more than he bargained for and got killed by clickers? It would be very much like him to try and control something only to find out it's not what his fantasies made it out to be.

Niko: It would solve one of our problems, but wouldn't get us any closer to that green stone.

Dakota: With respect, your "strange man" comes across as a lot of smoke and mirrors above all else.

Niko: Oh, don't start...

Dakota: What did he even do for the situation, besides some off-hand remarks about some outlaw gang running around? He knew that, but couldn't even locate Pathos for us?

Niko: Honey, you weren't even at his arena or - whatever I should be calling it, so I get your skepticism, but he definitely commanded the sort of energy that kept a room full of deadly killers at bay. There has to be limits to what he can do, otherwise he wouldn't have sent us on this mission. He didn't just snap his fingers and undo the damage, you know? I'm sticking with him and his - sometimes cryptic advice because it's the best we've got.

Dakota: Hmph. Fine, but we'd better get straight to the bottom of Avon's plan before something else corrupts before our eyes. On to... number 69.

 

1) We proceed to listen to Avon's final log for more clarity.

2) Someone wearing a lab coat enters the lab, quite surprised to find the trespassers inside.

 

Or

 

3) Cut to Pathos fiddling with the portal stone... again.

4) Cut to Team Yeager evading police attention.

5) Cut to Chester, Cam and Lynch catching up to Franklin and Lamar at Record A Studios.

Edited December 5, 2025 by Carbonox

[ArmyRaidFail404]

3 hours ago, Carbonox said:

5) Cut to Chester, Cam and Lynch catching up to Franklin and Lamar at Record A Studios.

Outside Record A Studios, a van marked with the logo of Frankfurters In Burgers raced and came to a complete stop at the front door. The back opened and three men exited. Chester, Cam, and Lynch, before being given the debrief by Agent Dave Norton.

 

Dave: Get Clinton on board. My guys will go pick up Townley and we can meet up again to find your Lester Crest. And Cam. We aren't finished by the way. Once this is done, your ass is mine.

 

Dave closed the doors and the van drove off.

 

Cam: Who is Townley?

Chester: That's Michael.

Cam: I thought his name was De Santa?

Lynch: Hey hey let's just get in and finish this little mission alright.

 

The three walked in, confidently marching their way through the lobby, through security, all the way to the office of Employee Of The Month: Franklin Clinton. Inside he was talking to his friend Lamar.

 

Lamar: Hey, looks like we got some company.

Lynch: Oh hell yeah. This is where my rap career can really take off!

Chester: We do have more important things to be doing, but I suppose we can handle this first.

Franklin: I'd rather hear about the important thing. You fools just barged in my office!

Cam: Lester Crest. You know him?

Franklin: Yeah, he was something of a friend back in the day. Look man, are either of you gonna talk about business or am I gonna have to get Chop to go bite your ass.

 

The five of them all look over at the very elderly Chop, who's ass-biting days are long behind him. He's slumped in his little bed at the far wall of the office.

 

Franklin: Damn. Lamar, you still feeding him those dog treats aren't you?

Lamar: Little nigga loves his treats, don't you Chop.

Chop: wheezing woof

Chester: Anyways, we need to find Lester.

 

Franklin leans back in his chair.

 

Franklin: Who's asking?

Chester: First it was Niko Bellic, but now Dave Norton is involved with this. I'm sure you know those two as well.

Franklin: F*ck my life. This is serious then.

Lamar: We spilling the beans?

Franklin: Yeah. Look man, we went looking for Lester in the past. Probably not for the same reason as you.

Cam: What reason is that?

Lamar: This dude is broke.

Franklin: Oh come on! We're fine.

Lamar: Nah nigga you were all like "ooooh I ain't got no money, I'm a broke ho. Lester you got any jobs for a broke ass ho?"

Lynch: You're broke?

Franklin: Well sh*t man, everybody could use a little bit more money. Inflation being what it is and all. I remember a pistol used to cost $350 in 2013, but now it's $2500. I mean, this city is in economic crisis.

Chester: I feel that. The three of us have had to bunk in a tiny flat just to keep a roof over our heads.

Franklin: Ok so yeah you understand then. Apart from running my record company, Lester's the only fool I can talk to about making some serious dough.

Cam: But, that would mean we are still in the same conundrum.

Chester: Not quite. Frank, you still got those expensive guns?

Lamar: Hell yeah we got them blam blams. Clickety clack!

Franklin: Yes, like my associate say, plenty of guns.

Chester: Alright well we went by Lester's house. There's some government looking suits there and we think they've hired the old man. Plan is to go back there and jump them for information.

Franklin: No need. I already know where Lester is.

Chester: You do?

Lamar: Yeah check it, homie. Dude is hold up at this military installation in Bone County, just outside Las Venturas. 

Franklin: We asked this old contact from back in the day: Ron. Dude tells us it's called Area 69. They do all sorts of top secret stuff. He said some stuff about aliens, mind control, and-

Chester: Portals?

Franklin: Yeah, could be. Starting to sound like the dude, maybe you two would get along.

Lynch: Is that what this is about?

Chester: Yeah I called Niko off screen. So why haven't you gone in there and I dunno rescued him or something?

Franklin: Just me and Lamar?

Lamar: And Chop. The most badass motherf*cking dog in existence.

Franklin: Yeah we'd be killed. If we had Michael back in we might pull it off, but he's doing some movie in Vice City last I heard.

Chester: You're in luck, Dave Norton is going over there to go collect him. I think he's just gonna tell him that breaking into a government base is going to make a good movie...or more likely just pull his file and wave around his criminal record again.

 

Franklin and Lamar stand up for the purpose of breaking up a long ass string of dialogue with a descriptor of the actions that the characters are taking. Also to indicate that the conversation is coming to a close and they're ready to go.

 

Franklin: We better go then. My assistants can handle the business. You three any good with guns?

Chester: Not as good as a legendary bank robber. But between the three of us we might make up 1 or 2 people. Not sure about Cam.

Franklin: Good enough for me. Once Michael comes it'll be better. And hopefully Agent Norton will finally get off his ass and do some field work for a change.

Lamar: He will. Dude owes me a favour.

Franklin: A favour?

Lamar: Chop ain't the only one I supply with "dog treats."

Chester: I can't believe that Dave Norton of all people is a secret druggie.

Lamar: Everybody at the FIB could use a little pick me up every now and again.

 

In true Chain Story fashion, the now rapid pace of the crew is halted by a shenanigan. What is that shenanigan?

 

A] Lynch insists on busting some rhymes to score a record deal.

B] Lamar and Chester split a "dog treat".

C] Trevor Phillips, resurrected by a new page and protagonist plot armour, shows up at the office.

D] Karen Daniels arrives to arrest the group for conspiracy to break into a government facility.

E] Cam sexually harasses one of Franklin's employees.

 

 

Edited December 4, 2025 by ArmyRaidFail404

[Carbonox]

1 hour ago, ArmyRaidFail404 said:

E] Cam sexually harasses one of Franklin's employees.

While the others are having what could be described as a significantly more grown-up chat, the unsupervised Cam gets fixated on the nearby desk lady's breasts.

 

Cam: Yowza! Speaking of dogs and their treats, this pooch would love to treat himself to those puppies, woof woof!

Employee (Lindsay): What the hell? This wasn't in the job description!

Cam: Or is this better? Uncle Cam wants YOU to take his weiner out for a test drive!

 

Cam points a finger at her like he's starring in a propaganda poster. Lindsay responds by bringing out the pepper spray from under the desk and giving him a face full of its contents. Cam staggers back while screaming obscenities.

 

Franklin: Oh, what the hell is it now?

Chester: Cam, calm the f*ck down, you have a mission to do soon.

Lamar: Haha, y'all know it's gonna be good when the stoner of the bunch is also the straight man.

Cam: Why do women always reject me this rudely? WHY?!

Chop: *growl*

Lynch: Chester, you sure it was a good idea to bail him out of that trouble with Norton? Even if just temporarily?

Chester: I witnessed nothing, I thought it had to be a misunderstanding! No one goes for 96 year olds!

Cam: Y'all are a bunch of dickheads. Can't have any fun in your company without something going tits up.

Lynch: Since dog puns were hot sh*t just a moment ago, we should put you on a leash and carry on with this sh*t.

Franklin: Uhh, sh*t, sorry about the disruption there, Lindsay. At least that vindicates our policy of always having some non-lethal stopping power on our hands, eh?

Lindsay: If that no-good bastard steps foot in here again, it'll be a chair that flies into his face next!

Cam: You don't know what you're missing! Check out Cam's Cumputers on your next Venturas vacation, it'll change your life!

Chester: The nice men said we should move a while ago, let's just humor them already.

 

The Group of Five plus Chop depart to a helipad (with Cam needing to be guided as his eyes continue to burn), where a SuperVolito is ready for takeoff. Franklin is the one to take control.

 

Lynch: Yo, no one better fly this thing while high. I'm a delicate, irreplaceable talent. If not for that drama that just unfolded, I could've given you a sample of MC Lynch's hottest sh*t.

Franklin: Chill, dog, we ain't gonna crash it just like that. I picked up a lot of experience in this when I hooked up with M and T all those years back.

Lamar: I dunno how to break this to ya, Lunch, but you the least rapper-looking mothaf*cka I ever knew. It don't make for good vibes if we ever s'posed to market your dog-ass.

Lynch: I insist. If not back there, maybe in the military base if we get in a pickle.

Lamar: You hearin' this sh*t, Frank? Lukey here wants to compromise our special agent sh*t just to get his 10 secs of fame.

Lynch: I got experience. You can laugh all you want, but on my first ever mission with Niko, I saved his and his friends' asses with my sick beats.

Chester: You don't think it was just your stuff being sh*tty and making the enemy want to off themselves rather than listen?

Lynch: Naw, they totally swooned. Sh*t, if Niko only was here, he'd attest to that. The Kazakh bastards had him right where they wanted him, pleading for mercy, and in came MC Lynch, showing them who's boss with the power of music. It was so beautiful. I'd make a song of that specific operation if IAA didn't mandate total secrecy for about as long as I live. Maybe if I change the names and places?

Franklin: Kazakh, you say? Dog, I gotta remind you this is an American military base we about to raid. I think whatever "power of music" you got is something them troops hear on the radio every Monday morning.

Chester: Yeah, stick to your guns until we unanimously agree otherwise. Cam, you still pouting?

Cam: Shut up, I'm thinking about Joseph Kaplan Productions' latest premium full length movie. It gives me strength in these dry times.

Chester: OK - hopefully you can channel that strength to places other than your crotch too. I can see the bulge from here.

 

Where should our story go from here?

 

1) Stick with Team Chester, making a "pit stop" at the Yellow Jack Inn.

2) Cut to Michael filming his movies in Vice City, when Dave pays him a visit.

3) Cut to Niko and Dakota exploring Avon's abandoned lab.

4) Cut to Team Yeager, still evading the cops somewhere in Alderney.

5) Cut to Karen Daniels, showing up moments too late to arrest the aforementioned Team Chester at Record A Studios. (The IAA still works pretty damn fast.)

Edited December 4, 2025 by Carbonox

[Corndawg93]

2) Cut to Michael filming his movies in Vice City, when Dave pays him a visit.

 

Vice City's been pretty quiet, like a calm before the storm happens, but that's a story for another time, preferably on November 19th of 2026, but Michael in his trailer meeting with different producers all day and to be frank, he was getting pretty bored, not before he gets a knock at the door of his office

 

(Michael) Come in

 

In walks a character that wasn't Dave Norton but instead making his chain story debut, Raul Bautista

 

(Michael) Who are you?

(Raul) Raul Bautista, I've been known to rob banks, I was wondering, given your history, you could help me out

(Michael) Tell you what, lemmy do my job here and I'll meet you later, I've heard your name from the grapevine and I like what I've heard

 

Just then a second knock is heard followed by the door swinging open to reveal it's Dave

 

(Michael) Davey, what's happening

(Davey) Got a problem that needs your help

(Michael) Sounds serious, umm... Mr Bautista, I'll get back to you later ok, I gotta take this

(Raul) No worries

 

Raul up and leaves and we follow him as he goes to figure out his next score of the big mansion on Star Island, what does he do first???

 

1) Scope out the mansion

2) Go back to his hide out where Lester actually is, hmmmm, I wonder who's at the military base

3) Calls someone who's really good with tech, Paige Harris

4) Goes to find a driver

Edited December 5, 2025 by Corndawg93

[ArmyRaidFail404]

1) Scope out the mansion

 

Juan Bautista pulls out his binoculars upon arriving to the mansion. He sees guards and all that surrounding the residence.

 

Juan: Man, I hate all this recon sh*t sometimes. Sometimes I wish I was doing something interesting instead. Oh well, we will get to that point. I wonder what other people in the world are doing right now.

 

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

Yeager: Everyone! These are what we call cars.

 

Yeager's team and the Van Der Linde gang had spotted some unattended 4 doors outside the strip club.

 

Yeager: Ain't got no horses or wagons so we'll be using them to escape.
Arthur: Look mister, we tried to use these things but they ain't wanna work for us.
Yeager: Take a look, I'll show you hot wiring.

 

Yeager breaks open the door to an intruder, thankfully with no annoying alarm going off. He hops in the car and shows Arthur and some of the other guys his hot wiring technique, and the engine comes to life. The out-of-time outlaws all jump back.

 

Arthur: Damn! She's loud!
Yeager: Gets even louder.
D'elroy: I hate to be this guy but it's gonna be a bit of a logistical challenge to get all these guys out of here when they don't know how to drive.
Fortuna: Actually he's right. The math ain't looking so good. Two of you cowboys are gonna have to learn quick.
Yeager: Well the automobile was popularised in the 30s so I guess naturally Lenny being the youngest here makes him a good candidate to learn to drive in his 50s.
Lenny: sh*t, ok.
Arthur: Who else young? Little Jack is just a kid.
Micah: I'll take another car, cowpoke.

Micah sidles up to another intruder and breaks into that one, showcasing the exact hot wiring technique.

Yeager: Hmmm. We're going to need a long and experimental chapter format to account for everything that's happening. 
Fortuna: Shut up! Here's how it's gonna be. 

 

CAR 1: Black Karin Intruder
|Yeager |     Dutch     |
|  Molly  | Grimshaw |

 

CAR 2: Red Dundreary Admiral
|  Packie  |    Sean     |
| Charles | Pearson |

 

CAR 3: Grey PMP 600
| Tavell |     Hosea     |
| Uncle | Trelawney |

 

CAR 4: Blue Karin Sultan
| Fortuna | Sadie |
|  Kieran   |  Tilly  |

 

CAR 5: sh*tty Beige Willard
| Lenny | Arthur |
| Straus | Karen |

 

CAR 6: Wine Red Albany Cavalcade
|        D'elroy        | Mary Beth |
| Abigail (Jack) |       John       |

 

CAR 7: Yellow Karin Intruder
| Micah |       Bill        |
| Javier | Swanson |

 

Once they are all ready, including giving Micah and Lenny a radio to talk to the rest of the cars and showing them how it works, they speed off.

 

D'elroy (radio): What's with the cops response time?
Fortuna (radio): Probably the big f*cking hole in Westdyke.
D'elroy (radio): Let's not go there then. Yeager, where to?
Yeager: Let's get to that underused part of Bohan that has the park on the Northside.

 

-- CAR 6 --
D'elroy hit the gas. Following Yeager and Packie until the time came to cross to Algonquin, after which D'elroy took the opportunity to go across the bridge instead.

 

Packie (radio): Are you f*cking serious, Yeager?
Yeager (radio): Deadly serious.
D'elroy: Yeah that's why I didn't go down there. You two are nuts!
Fortuna (radio): Bad news, Micah just f*cking crashed.
Lenny (radio): Sh*t man, no wonder with how fast we are all going.
Tavell (radio): Bro you're doing ok, just keep up like normal.
John: You had better not crash either D'elroy. You got my family in this car.
D'elroy: Trust me, I'm taking the safer route.
Yeager (radio): Fortuna, you were assigned to guide them right? Can you-
Fortuna (radio): On it!

 

Cops came from the other direction, passing D'elroy, Tavell and Lenny. Lenny for whatever reason swerved off to another street.

 

Lenny (radio): I'm gonna need some help.
Tavell (radio): Stay put, I'll get you back on course.

 

D'elroy was left alone driving across the bridge, now having 4 cars being diverted for whatever reason in Alderney and the other 2 dangerously crossing the tunnel instead of the bridge.

 

Mary-Beth: So far, so good detective.
D'elroy: How did you know I was a detective?
Mary-Beth: Your hat, the way you dress. It's just like in the books I read.
Abigail: Give it a rest! 
Packie (radio): Yeager you dumb sh*t!
Yeager (radio): That was Pathos's equipment. I don't feel bad.
D'elroy: What the hell is going on down there?
Packie (radio): Just a little hit and run. You know, the usual!
D'elroy: Niko ain't gonna like it if you kill Pathos.
Lenny (radio): SH*T!
John: Lenny!
D'elroy: Hey, Lenny, what's the matter?
Yeager (radio): Tavell, you got a lock on him?
Tavell (radio): Emergency guys, I'll fill you in later.

 

D'elroy drove a bit further through the streets of North Holland, nearly clipping Yeager's car as it came rushing north, followed by Packie who's hood was smoking from all the paint trading he did along the way while trying to follow. 

 

D'elroy: Hey by the way, Tavell, what's going on?
Tavell (radio): Err, we are having technical issues. Lenny seems to have gotten himself stuck in a parking lot.
Yeager (radio): How?
Tavell (radio): We'll be back soon, I just gotta get out and show this dude how to put it in reverse.
Packie (radio): Honestly, the fact that Lenny lasted this long is amazing. No offence to our cowboy friends listening in, but seriously, it's only when you try to explain the mechanics of driving a car to someone who's never seen one before you begin to understand how hard it actually is.
Yeager (radio): Go rescue him then. We'll meet back up at Bohan.

 

After a drive across the bridge, the three cars made it safely to their destination in Bohan.

 

--CAR 1--
Dutch: Jesus! This car as you call it is a lot faster than a horse!
Yeager: Too right. Hope your boys pick it up quick because they're supposed to following.
Dutch: Lenny is a quick learner, that boy. But Micah? Guess I have to put my money where my mouth is and have some goddamn faith.
Yeager: Yeah sure, keep praying because as big as that hole in Westdyke is the cops can't just ignore the big ass explosion we just made.

 

Yeager drives through the tunnel to Algonquin. Probably a poor choice on his part because the tunnel is full of cars and is hard to navigate going top speed. Yeager skillfully skirts the side however.

 

Packie (radio): Are you f*cking serious, Yeager?
Yeager: Deadly serious.
D'elroy (radio): Yeah that's why I didn't go down there. You two are nuts!
Fortuna (radio): Bad news, Micah just f*cking crashed.
Lenny (radio): Sh*t man, no wonder with how fast we are all going.
Tavell (radio): Bro you're doing ok, just keep up like normal.
Dutch: Goddammit!
Grimshaw: Those boys will be fine.
Yeager: Fortuna, you were assigned to guide them right? Can you-
Fortuna (radio): On it!
Lenny (radio): I'm gonna need some help.
Tavell (radio): Stay put, I'll get you back on course.

 

Yeager and his passengers make it out of the tunnel. Closely followed by Packie who had taken a few hits to his car. Speeding around Star Junction, they unintentionally run over Pathos's CDs that he had taken back to selling in between extended stays at the Cluckin' Bell.

 

Molly: Oh my god!
Yeager: Sorry, Pathos! That's what you get for trying to destroy reality!
Dutch: Destroy reality?
Packie (radio): Yeager you dumb sh*t!
Yeager: That was Pathos's equipment. I don't feel bad.
D'elroy (radio): What the hell is going on down there?
Packie (radio): Just a little hit and run. You know, the usual!
D'elroy (radio): Niko ain't gonna like it if you kill Pathos.
Lenny (radio): SH*T!
D'elroy: Hey, Lenny, what's the matter?
Yeager: Tavell, you got a lock on him?
Tavell (radio): Emergency guys, I'll fill you in later.

 

Yeager made his way up past Middle Park without much hassle, running up next to D'elroy's car. With Packie bringing up the rear, the three made it to the bridge between North Holland and Bohan.

 

D'elroy (radio): Hey by the way, Tavell, what's going on?
Tavell (radio): Err, we are having technical issues. Lenny seems to have gotten himself stuck in a parking lot.
Yeager: How?
Tavell (radio): We'll be back soon, I just gotta get out and show this dude how to put it in reverse.
Packie (radio): Honestly, the fact that Lenny lasted this long is amazing. No offence to our cowboy friends listening in, but seriously, it's only when you try to explain the mechanics of driving a car to someone who's never seen one before you begin to understand how hard it actually is.
Yeager: Go rescue him then. We'll meet back up at Bohan.

 

The three cars got all the way to the park north of Bohan safely.

 

-- Car 2--
Sean: Hey it's good to see a fellow Irishman.
Charles: I think we picked the wrong car, Pearson.

 

Packie stays behind Yeager, seeing him drive into the tunnel to Algonquin.

 

Packie: Are you f*cking serious, Yeager?
Yeager (radio): Deadly serious.
D'elroy (radio): Yeah that's why I didn't go down there, you two are nuts!
Fortuna (radio): Bad news, Micah just f*cking crashed.
Lenny (radio): Sh*t man, no wonder with how fast we are all going.
Tavell (radio): Bro you're doing ok, just keep up like normal.
Pearson: This is insane!

 

Packie clips the corners of various cars having not as much experience as Yeager.

 

Sean: I know we're Irish but you shouldn't be on the sauce on a job like this.
Yeager (radio): Fortuna, you were assigned to guide them right? Can you-
Fortuna (radio): On it!
Charles: You think they're gonna be ok?
Lenny (radio): I'm gonna need some help.
Tavell (radio): Stay put, I'll get you back on course.
Packie: Uhhh, sure they will, Fortuna is an ass-slapping badass. And Lenny will be just fine.
Sean: Look out!

 

Packie dodges the CD stand flying out from in front of him at Star Junction.

 

Packie: Yeager you dumb sh*t!
Yeager (radio): That was Pathos's equipment. I don't feel bad.
D'elroy (radio): What the hell is going on down there?
Packie: Just a little hit and run. You know, the usual!
D'elroy (radio): Niko ain't gonna like it if you kill Pathos.
Lenny (radio): SH*T!
D'elroy (radio): Hey, Lenny, what's the matter?
Yeager (radio): Tavell, you got a lock on him?
Tavell (radio): Emergency guys, I'll fill you in later.
Sean: Hehe, I think he's on the sauce too.
Charles: He probably crashed, just like Micah did.
Packie: Oh hey, there's D'elroy.
Sean: How you doing, Mary Beth? 
D'elroy (radio): Hey by the way, Tavell, what's going on?
Tavell (radio): Err, we are having technical issues. Lenny seems to have gotten himself stuck in a parking lot.
Yeager (radio): How?
Tavell (radio): We'll be back soon, I just gotta get out and show this dude how to put it in reverse.
Packie: Honestly, the fact that Lenny lasted this long is amazing. No offence to our cowboy friends listening in, but seriously, it's only when you try to explain the mechanics of driving a car to someone who's never seen one before you begin to understand how hard it actually is.
Yeager (radio): Go rescue him then. We'll meet back up at Bohan.

 

The three cars made their way across the North Holland-Bohan bridge, safely arriving at their destination.

 

--CAR 5--
Arthur: Hey you got it started at least. Good job, kid.
Strauss: I'm impressed.
Lenny: Who am I following? 
Karen: The big one I guess. 
Strauss: Not Micah? Who just went that way? 
Arthur: Screw Micah. The enforcer says follow them boahs up that way.

 

Lenny tries his best to follow up the rear of D'elroy, Packie and Yeager. Packie and Yeager go into the tunnel, but under orders, Lenny does his best to follow D'elroy instead.

 

Packie (radio): Are you f*cking serious, Yeager?
Yeager (radio): Deadly serious.
D'elroy (radio): Yeah that's why I didn't go down there, you two are nuts!
Fortuna (radio): Bad news, Micah just f*cking crashed.
Arthur: Micah crashed? I knew he was a dumbass.
Lenny: Sh*t man, no wonder with how fast we are all going.
Tavell (radio): Bro you're doing ok, just keep up like normal.
Yeager (radio): Fortuna, you were assigned to guide them 

right? Can you-
Fortuna (radio): On it!
Strauss: Please, Lenny slow down. 
Lenny: I'm gonna lose it! 
Lenny: I'm gonna need some help.
Tavell (radio): Stay put, I'll get you back on course.

 

Lenny does indeed lose it, speeding away down an alley.

 

Arthur: Holy sh*t!
Karen: Lenny, slow the f*ck down!
Lenny: I'm trying!

 

Lenny is not slamming his foot on the brake, but instead slamming it on the accelerator.

 

Packie: Yeager you dumb sh*t!
Yeager (radio): That was Pathos's equipment. I don't feel bad.
D'elroy (radio): What the hell is going on down there?
Packie: Just a little hit and run. You know, the usual!
D'elroy (radio): Niko ain't gonna like it if you kill Pathos.

 

Lenny continued down the alley, hitting a stunt jump on accident. Right over the top of Tavell's car who was looking for them.

 

Lenny: SH*T!
D'elroy (radio): Hey, Lenny, what's the matter?

 

Lenny's car went flying through the opening of a parking structure. Everyone involved was very banged up, but not unconscious. The car was totalled though.

 

Yeager (radio): Tavell, you got a lock on him?
Tavell (radio): Emergency guys, I'll fill you in later.

 

The four exited the car groggily. Tavell drove up the parking structure normally.

 

D'elroy (radio): Hey by the way, Tavell, what's going on?
Tavell (radio): Err, we are having technical issues. Lenny seems to have gotten himself stuck in a parking lot.
Yeager (radio): How?
Tavell (radio): We'll be back soon, I just gotta get out and show this dude how to put it in reverse.

 

Tavell exited the car and saw the four clutching themselves at the wreck of the car.

 

Tavell: Ok, maybe we won't show you reverse just yet.

 

-- Car 4 --
Fortuna was following Micah's car and very early on Micah had already split off from the rest of the group.

 

Sadie: Hey where is he going?
Fortuna: I imagine he is having trouble.
Kieran: We can just follow the other guys, right? We don't have to rescue Micah of all people? 
Fortuna: Unfortunately we do. No one gets left behind.

 

Fortuna followed them for a while, up near the Bleeter building where Niko and co were currently investigating the origins of the portal stone. 

 

Packie: Are you f*cking serious, Yeager?
Yeager (radio): Deadly serious.
D'elroy (radio): Yeah that's why I didn't go down there, you two are nuts!

 

Soon enough, Micah's car flung off the side of the road, crashing into the side of the glitching out building.

 

Fortuna: Sh*t! Sadie, pass the radio.
Fortuna: Bad news, Micah just f*cking crashed.
Lenny (radio): Sh*t man, no wonder with how fast we are all going.
Tavell (radio): Bro you're doing ok, just keep up like normal.
Yeager (radio): Fortuna, you were assigned to guide them right? Can you-
Fortuna: On it! 

Fortuna was already running towards the crash site with Sadie, Kieran and Tilly.

 

-- Car 7 --
Micah: This ain't so hard. I'm sure we can get used to this to this modern world.
Bill: I don't want anything modern.
Micah: Don't you remember what we was talking about, Williamson? I robbed this fella outside one of them warehouses. He was carrying $1000 on his person.
Javier: A thousand dollars? US dollars?
Micah: Looked a bit strange, but oh boy it was the real thing. No-one in our time has a stack of cash like that on them, and if they did they was hiding it in a bank.
Bill: What you saying, Micah?
Micah: I'm saying we make the most of this little trip. Rob people of what they think is chump change, and when we get back to 1899, we can be the richest outlaws in America. 
Swanson: That's abhorrent!
Micah: You got a problem, Reverend?
Swanson: I won't let you rob innocent god-fearing folk.
Micah: Oh yeah, what you gonna do?
Swanson: This!

 

Swanson tries taking control of the car, wrestling with Micah in the front seat. The car starts swerving uncontrollably, forcing Fortuna in the rear to try to follow to the best of her ability.

 

Micah: Get off me, pissrag!
Packie (radio): Are you f*cking serious, Yeager?
Yeager (radio): Deadly serious.
Javier: Let go of him! We're gonna lose control!
D'elroy (radio): Yeah that's why I didn't go down there, you two are nuts!
Bill: Micah! The f*cking building!
Micah: Assho-!

 

The car came flying into the side of the building. The four lost consciousness just after hearing the words.

 

Fortuna (radio): Ba-*crackle*ws, Mic-*crackle*-ing *crackle*-ashed...

Who do we follow?

 

A] The three cars that actually made it to Bohan.

B] Micah and Fortuna's cars who ended up near where Niko is by complete accident.

C] Tavell and Lenny's cars in the parking structure.

D] Chester and his buds in the helicopter heading towards Area 69.

E] Back to Juan who is still daydreaming about escapades like the one just described while scoping out the mansion.




 

[Corndawg93]

Nothing to see here, move along

Edited December 8, 2025 by Corndawg93

[ArmyRaidFail404]

11 minutes ago, Corndawg93 said:

You may want to fix that Army, my brain died

I called it an experimental style, so I guess the experiment failed

[Corndawg93]

E] Back to Juan who is still daydreaming about escapades like the one just described while scoping out the mansion.

 

Jaun or Raul as his name actually is does what the option says and sits there in his car looking for an opening into the mansion until he sees a boat enter the back of the mansion

 

(Raul) Interesting

 

We cut from RAUL to follow who????

1) Niko and Dekota still reading from the 69th log message

2) Team Yeager arriving at Bohan

3) Michael and Davey's conversation 

4) Team Franklin and co 

5) The CS Gods still puzzled at what ArmyRaidFail404 wrote 

Edited December 5, 2025 by Corndawg93

[Fallcreek]

7 hours ago, Corndawg93 said:

2) Team Yeager arriving at Bohan

The convoy of three battered four-doors rolled down Butterfly Street on Boulevard and dropped from a ragged howl to a tired idle one by one as the convoy pulled into the little cracked-up parking area by the Northern Heights Bridge.

 

The first car driven by came to a stop with a tired grumble.

CAR 1 – Black Karin Intruder (lead car, “command”)

Driver: Yeager

Front passenger: Dutch van der Linde

Rear left: Molly O’Shea

Rear right: Susan Grimshaw

 

Behind him, the red Dundreary Admiral coughed into the next space and wheezed to a stop.

CAR 2 – Red Dundreary Admiral

Driver: Packie McReary

Front passenger: Sean MacGuire

Rear left: Charles Smith

Rear right: Simon Pearson

 

The wine-red Albany Cavalcade rolled in last, a size up and riding heavier with the extra passengers.

CAR 6 – Wine Red Albany Cavalcade

Driver: D’elroy O’Callaghan

Front passenger: Mary-Beth Gaskill

Rear left: Abigail Marston (with Jack tucked between her and the door)

Rear right: John Marston

 

Yeager kills the engine on the black Karin Intruder, leans back in the driver’s seat, and exhales.

 

Yeager: …And we didn’t die. See? Easy.

 

Dutch is still white-knuckling the grab handle.

 

Dutch: Easy? You almost ran over some poor bastard on your way here!
Molly: My heart is still pounding…
Grimshaw: If this is ‘civilisation’, I’ll take the wilderness.

Yeager: Ahh.

 

Yeager throws up his arms and pops his door and steps out into the Bohan air, stretching like this is just another Tuesday.

 

Across the lot, Packie’s red Dundreary Admiral coughs and ticks as it cools. Packie climbs out, lighting a cigarette with shaking hands.

 

Packie: This car handles like a f*cking boat, I miss my Comet.
Sean: Lad, you drive like me ma late for mass.
Charles: I think you clipped six cars between the tunnel and that big intersection.
Pearson: Seven. I counted seven distinct impacts.

Packie: I'm surprised you felt those impacts, you fat f*ck.

 

D’elroy steps out of the wine-red Cavalcade, straightens his coat and hat, and takes a long, slow breath.

 

D’elroy: We made it by the skin of our teeth.
Mary-Beth: See? I told you you’re a detective. You even talk like one.
John: Long as my boy’s still in one piece, I don’t care what you are.
Abigail: Jack, stay close. Don’t touch anything.
Jack: Not even the shining metal carriage, ma?
Abigail: Especially not the shining metal carriage.

 

Yeager glances around the lot, counting cars.

 

Yeager: …Right. So. Intruder… Admiral… Cavalcade…

He frowns.

Yeager: And where the f*ck are the rest?

 

Packie looks up from his smoke.

 

Packie: What, you forgot already? Micah crashed right off the bat and you told Fortuna to go back for them, and THEN Lenny went and got himself lost also, and you told Tavell to look after them too.
Yeager: Right, right.. Fortuna and Tavell. Fortuna is responsible, Tavell... is.. responsible.. Therefore, they’re fine, right?
Packie: Fortuna is responsible for a lot of sh*t, yes. Let me see if I can get in contact with Tuna.

 

He lets the end of the sentence dangle and taps the radio clipped to his vest.

 

Packie: Fortuna, come in. This is Your Favourite Irishman, over.
Sean: You mean me?
Packie: The other one that isn’t cosplaying an Irish patriot, Sean.

 

Static.

 

~~~~~~~~~~~

 

Static.

 

For a second it’s the only sound in the world; a hiss in a dead man’s ear.

 

Then Micah hears his own heartbeat thumping somewhere behind his eyes, and the rest of the noise comes back in pieces;  a car horn stuck on a weak, pathetic whine, glass tinkling as it gives up and falls, the far-off echo of traffic, and groaning. Lots of groaning.

 

CAR 7 – Yellow Karin Intruder
Driver: Micah Bell
Front passenger: Bill Williamson
Rear left: Javier Escuella
Rear right: Reverend Orville Swanson

 

Micah: …unngh. My goddamn head…

 

He blinks. The world is sideways. The steering wheel is jammed up under his ribs. There’s a spider-web of cracks across the windshield with some new, modern art installation pushing out of it – twisted metal and concrete, the Bleeter building’s glitching façade doing that wrong-angle, wrong-texture thing, like somebody’s trying to render reality at fifteen frames a second.

 

Bill: uhhh… we dead?

Micah: If we was dead I wouldn’t still feel my spine, dumbass.

Javier: Carajo… I think my ribs might be cracked amigos...

Swanson: …and lo, the Lord smote the chariot of hubris against the tower of Babylon…

 

Micah turns his head as much as the deployed airbag will let him and glares back at the rear seat.

 

Micah: Reverend, don't you start preachin’. This is all your god damn fault, you idiot.

 

Swanson has his hands clasped to his chest, hat half-off, moustache all crooked, a thin line of blood at his hairline.

 

Swanson: This… this is what comes of greed, Micah. Of placing your faith in machines and filthy lucre instead of the Lord Almighty. We rode a devil’s carriage straight into the tower of Mammon-

Bill: We rode your dumbass grabbin’ the wheel straight into a wall, is what we did.

 

He tries to point accusingly, winces, and grabs his shoulder instead.

 

Bill: You damn near broke my arm, you holy drunk.

Javier: Both of you shut up.

 

The horn finally wheezes out and dies. An eerie quiet settles. Outside, the Bleeter building stutters – windows popping in and out of existence, bricks flickering to red glitch-mesh and back again, like the whole structure is phasing between worlds.

 

Micah: …the hell is wrong with that building?

 

He shoves the door with his shoulder. It groans open with a crunch of bent metal. Modern air washes in; exhaust, hot tarmac, that weird faint tang of electrical burn leaking from the corrupted geometry.

 

Micah drags himself out and half-falls to one knee on the sidewalk. Swearing to himself, he looks up with a pained grimace and his eyes follow along the building’s wall. From this angle he can see the crater they punched into the side; plaster, broken glass, and something that looks like red static crawling along the edges like mold.

 

Bill: Urgh… Help a feller out, would ya?

 

Micah doesn’t move.

 

Micah: You're a big boy, Bill. Help yourself.

 

The passenger door kicks open from the inside, nearly taking Micah’s shins off. Bill half-spills onto the ground, cursing.

 

Javier slides out of the backseat more gracefully, despite nursing his ribs. He looks the building up and down, mesmerized.

 

Javier: This place… it is wrong. We shouldn't be here, hermano. 

 

Swanson is still in the back seat, eyes closed, muttering to himself. Javier reaches in and hauls Swanson out by the collar. The Reverend collapses against the car, clutching his bible like a life preserver.

 

Swanson: I told you. I warned you, Micah. “Thou shalt not steal”! “Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour’s thousand strange dollars”!

Micah: It ain’t “strange dollars,” you moron, it’s the same dollars, just more of ‘em.

Swanson: You tried to lead these men into sin. Into robbery of innocents in a world already drowning in iniquity!

Bill: Reverend, we was outlaws before we hit the magic time hole.

Swanson: And look where that has brought us! Look at this city! Towers that scrape the firmament! Steel wagons that fly faster than any horse! People staring at glowing idols in their hands, bowing their heads as if before golden calves!

Micah: You noticed all that while you was smokin’ Dutch’s cigarettes and injecting yourself with that needle you keep stashed in that hollowed out book of yours?

Swanson: …t-the Lord works in mysterious ways.

Micah: Yeah. I think he worked the wheel into your damn hands is what he did.

 

He steps closer, jabs a finger into Swanson’s chest.

 

Micah: You damn near got us all killed ‘cause you couldn’t stand the idea of me makin’ a dollar. You think God’s sittin’ up there keepin’ score of billfolds now?

 

Swanson, surprisingly, smacks his hand away.

 

Swanson: I will not be lectured on sin by a man whose soul is a ledger written in blood! You think coin will save you when Judgment comes? You think the Lord looks kindly on talk of “chump change” as the dead pile up behind you?

Bill: Oh, here we f*ckin’ go…

Javier: Reverend...

Swanson: I may be a drunk and a coward and a failure, Mr. Bell, but even I know there are lines a man does not cross. There is enough rot in our world. Do not drag more of it into theirs.

 

Micah actually pauses for a second, a slight smirk crawling across his face.

 

Micah: …You done?

Swanson: For the moment.

Micah: Good. ‘Cause next time you grab that wheel, I’ll cross one more line and you won’t have to worry about Judgment no more.

 

What Next?

1) Fortuna, in tow with Kieran, Tilly and Sadie finally catch up to Micah, Bill, Javier and Swanson.

2) We cut to Tavell and Lenny's cars in the parking structure.

3) We cut to Team Chester, making a "pit stop" at the Yellow Jack Inn.

4) We cut to Niko and Dakota exploring Avon's abandoned lab, when suddenly they stumble upon Rocco Pelosi.

5) We cut to Jason and Lucia, whatever they're up too

Edited December 5, 2025 by Fallcreek

[ArmyRaidFail404]

44 minutes ago, Fallcreek said:

2) We cut to Tavell and Lenny's cars in the parking structure.

Car 3: Grey PMP 600 meets Car 5: S*hitty Beige Willard.

 

Outside the wreck, Tavell eyed down the injuries. Lenny, slumped over the steering wheel. Arthur had already busted out the passenger door, clutching his side as he makes his way over to Karen's door behind him. Speaking of Karen, she had bruised her face on the headrest, attempting to bash at the window to get out. Strauss had made some attempt to shield himself from the impact, putting his arms in front of him during the crash only to break his forearms. Upon seeing this Tavell's passengers emerged: Trelawney, Uncle & Hosea.

 

Tavell: F*ck man! This is bad.

Hosea: We gotta get them out of there! Get back to camp!

Trelawney: As much as I'd love to Hosea, there isn't any camp.

Hosea: This world got any doctors?

Tavell: Not on my paycheck, but the business at hand motherf*cker! Get your boys out of the car.

 

Tavell rushed over to Lenny, sliding open the door that had come loose. He gave a few shoves to Lenny under poor medical direction. 

 

Tavell: Brother I saw that jump, man that was nuts!

Lenny: Owwww..

Tavell: Right, right, come here let's get you out.

 

Hosea had made his way to Strauss, struggling to get the door open. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Trelawney running over to assist, but Uncle was resting on his ass next to Tavell's car.

 

Hosea: Uncle! We could really use the help!

Uncle: Hey, you know how high speed carriage adventures activate my lumbago.

Tavell: What's lumbago?

Arthur: *cough* S-some bullsh*t he made up so he don't gotta do no work.

Hosea: Not the time, Uncle! We're sort of in an emergency here.

Uncle: It's a disability.

Arthur: Get over here and help, you goddamn worm. Tavell, is it? You and your boahs should have left that old sack back at those whatever they ares.

 

Hosea and Trelawney finally get the door open, and Strauss comes slumping out on the concrete.

 

Strauss: I'm really hurt. You should go on without me.

Trelawney: And leave our favourite loanshark out to dry? I'd rather be penniless in a card game.

Hosea: Get up. All of you. Now.

Karen: He means you, Uncle! You selfish piece of sh*t!

Uncle: I'm more the thinking kind of fella.

Arthur: Yeah? *Cough cough cough* Think of a way to get us outta here then!

Uncle: I think I need a bit of time to think.

Arthur: Typical. How's Lenny?

Tavell: Looks like the steering wheel f*cked him up good. I'm gonna call Yeager, he'll know what to do.

 

Tavell pulls out the radio from his jacket pocket, bringing it to his mouth.

 

Tavell: Hey, Yeager? Come in, Yeager.

Yeager: Tavell? What's the situation?

Tavell: These guys are all beaten up. Lenny's just about out cold and Strauss looks like his arms are f*cked up. Arthur and Karen are fine enough. I don't know man, I think this is hospital level.

Yeager: Can't you just give them all hot dogs or something?

Tavell: Do we even know if it works like that?

Yeager: You got doctor money? 

Tavell: Maybe they do. Hey Hosea! You guys got money.

Hosea: Yeah we got money. I got $300.

Tavell: Err, rich by old west standards maybe.

Yeager: Look, healed or not, you gotta get them over here. Maybe a bus or something?

Tavell: Roger that.

 

Tavell puts down the radio, he needs to do something about the situation but what?

 

A] Tavell gets hot dogs for the group to heal up.

B] Arthur interjects with a recipe for a health potion.

C] Tavell steals a bus to transport everyone.

 

Or

 

D] Cut to Fortuna's team

E] Cut to Niko's team 

[Carbonox]

11 hours ago, ArmyRaidFail404 said:

A] Tavell gets hot dogs for the group to heal up.

Having managed to buy a heap of hot dogs in bulk from the nearest stand (and bolstering the local grass roots economy) Tavell distributes them to the puzzled outlaws from 1899.

 

Tavell: OK, so these are what we call hot dogs. You eat them, you get your health back.

Arthur: Better not tell young Jack that we all just ate dog, boah.

Tavell: They ain't literally that, they're just... named so, for some reason. There's also corndogs, which are-

Uncle: Lecture us later and teach us how to make some of our own. This sh*t here makes me never wanna touch Pearson's stew again.

Karen: Like you would ever lift a finger when it comes time to actually cook them, you parasite.

Tavell: Truth be told, I have no f*cking idea, I ain't no chef. What matters is that your health is back, and we can get back on the move.

Arthur: And the cores too.

Tavell: The cores...? Ah, nevermind. Don't think it helps for that persistent cough of yours, or Uncle's "lumbago" though.

Uncle: It's terminal and incurable.

Lenny: Shut up, old man. Where to from here?

Tavell: As well as you did, maybe we'll all just take a single vehicle from here, to save us the lost time. That thing over there is a bus, kinda like what Yeager drove to get to you. It'll hold the lot of you, as long as I figure out how to drive it.

 

He commandeers a bus that's been abandoned at the side of the road - mass panic really must've taken hold of the general area. Not that he's got any carjacking experience to speak of, but knows how to at least follow Yeager's example from earlier.

 

Uncle: Can we really do that?

Hosea: Sure we can, you dumb fool. Sometimes I wonder if you even remember what our life's about.

Uncle: Not in that sense, but we're essentially following 2 options at once, just back to back.

Lenny: Oh, for f*ck's sake, don't turn into the resident fourth wall breaker too. That lazy drunkard act is plenty enough to handle.

Trelawny: The rules appear to say nothing about that, so we're indeed very much in the clear.

Arthur: Don't suppose this modern world has any stagecoaches laying around?

Tavell: Uh, in a museum perhaps, but even then, without the horses. This is sorta the next evolutionary step from the stagecoach though. Should do everything better, except floating down rivers.

Strauss: And what's that supposed to mean?

Tavell: Look, I can't blame Uncle too much here, resisting the urge to break the fourth wall is hard as balls in situations like this.

 

He painstakingly gets the bus moving, struggling to handle its heavy weight. What follows is a brief skit where Tavell tries to get Arthur to film him so he can later use the footage to show off "community service" to his followers, but he may as well have tried to get a horse to send an email. As in, it's just not ever happening due to a combination of factors. To not linger in that for too long, we check up on the crashed car 7 (Micah, Bill, Javier, Swanson) and car 4's occupants (Fortuna, Sadie, Kieran, Tilly) coming to the rescue.

 

Kieran: Everything alright?

Micah: Bring me a whiskey, O'Driscoll, and I'll be back to kick ass good as new.

Fortuna: That'd be a good way to get banned from future driving duties.

Micah: Hey, who the f*ck do you think you're talking to, you posh bitch?

Fortuna: Someone who's tortured people for less than that, you meatheaded punk! Now own up to your f*ck-up just this once before I-

Javier: Easy, easy! Dutch would want us to stay calm and focused on our target.

Tilly: Yeah, and he'd also want you to show some basic gratitude to folks that are tryna help you.

Swanson: I for one am profoundly thankful. In these dire times, not everyone might be in the right mindset to stop for us.

Bill: Ugh, my arm's f*ckin' killin' me. Anyone got a whiskey laying around? Health cure? Baked beans?

Fortuna: Now that you mention it, in this city we do things a bit differently, but no less-

 

Dwayne, Alessa and Roman, who were close to the scene, pop up as well to check things, mostly due to recognizing Fortuna's voice during the screaming match.

 

Dwayne: All good here?

Fortuna: Oh, hey, fancy seeing you here. What happened to that Bleeter building? That your doing?

Roman: No, just the apocalyptic glitching that's gonna kill us all any moment!

Alessa: Shut up, it's just one building out of many. We're good.

Micah: Is this some f*ckin' family reunion? What about our remedy?

Fortuna: You don't really deserve it if you ask me, but *sigh* Dwayne, go grab 4 hot dogs. Or whatever buyable food you can get.

Dwayne: Great. We're on one of our most complicated missions of all time, and my job is to grab fast food off a stand. Whenever it's not keeping watch outside, that is.

Fortuna: Enough whining, get it done before I start mercy killing folk.

Javier: You're gonna feed us perro meat?

 

As Dwayne disappears behind a corner to look for vendors, Niko and Dakota also enter the scene, looking concerned.

 

Niko: Where's the trouble? ...Where's Dwayne, for that matter?

Fortuna: Grabbing the most affordable edible first aid kits in town for these poor souls who thought they'd mastered the art of commandeering automobiles with 5 minutes of experience.

Niko: Oh.

Bill: So many damn fancy words.

Alessa: I think Niko means he heard a noise and assumed it meant something was wrong.

Fortuna: In that case, no, that must've been their car banging into a wall.

Sadie: Or Miss Fortuna here training her lungs. I gotta admit, I'm impressed.

Micah: Don't you get any funny ideas about your place, vegetable cutter.

Sadie: You think I won't sink a knife into your throat once I'm done with Pearson?!

Javier: Dios mio, give me a goddamn break from all this.

Niko: Tuna, we're probably going back to that basement if everything's still relatively normal.

Dakota: You should know right now though that there's a good reason why Pathos found that stone right here. Avon almost certainly manufactured it for the purpose of bringing the clickers to Liberty City and then "rescuing" this world from them.

Roman: That's insane!

Dakota: I recovered what I think is a copy of log #69. As long as it works outside of the lab, we can probably listen to it later on for more clarity on his current whereabouts.

Bill: Did you say Pathos? Who is that clown anyway? That Yeager just said something about hitting his equipment and not feeling bad.

Micah: And who's Avon? I wanna be the first to put a cap in that cowpoke for puttin' us in this mess.

Niko: That would be real easy if not for the fact he's still unaccounted for. Pathos, uhh, we already met him and got all we need from him. By the way, can you say where Dwayne is again, Tuna? In a bit plainer talk, please?

Fortuna: Fetching some smokey hot dogs for the poor crashed souls here. Hehe, get it, Niko? Smokey hot dogs? Remember?

 

She winks at him, bringing back memories of some of their previous banter that was better off remembered by just the two of them. Dakota responds with another dirty look.

 

Dakota: And what exactly is it supposed to remind you of?

Niko: It, uhh, reminds me that we better get back to work. What are the rest of you gonna do in the meantime?

Fortuna: Well, we obviously won't fit in a single car, and I wouldn't trust any of them to drive one anymore if I'm being honest.

Javier: What did I do?

Fortuna: You personally? Nothing, but you're a little banged up and may have picked up bad driving habits at best from that blonde drunken monkey.

Micah: It was Swanson who made us crash! You wanna assign blame, you do it after hearing every side of the story, you no-good slut!

Swanson: In a moment of utterly reprehensible avarice, Jesus took the wheel and taught you an appropriate lesson!

Niko: Ugh... you all just stay here, we'll try to work fast and maybe we can fit all the stragglers in the limo afterwards.

Bill: What's a limo?

Kieran: I'm no expert, but probably that long car that's parked next to that - really strange rubble.

Bill: Hey, I like the way the O'Driscoll has a grip on this world already.

Micah: You appear to like him a bit too much sometimes, Williamson, don't you think?

Bill: N-not at all! Just that he saved Arthur's life, so he can't really be all bad, that's all!

 

While Dwayne delivers the hot dogs to the injured party, he conveniently misses Niko and Dakota's entire brief above-ground visit, as they descend back to the basement to continue their exploration.

 

1) They unexpectedly encounter someone in the lab.

2) The lab gets engulfed in the same glitchy mess as the rest of the building, forcing them to retreat.

 

Or we cut to...

 

3) Team Yeager (cars 1, 2 and 6 that actually made it to Bohan).

4) Team Chester en route to Area 69.

5) Team Tavell (cars 3 and 5) now packed into a single bus slowly making its way to Team Yeager.

Edited December 5, 2025 by Carbonox

[Corndawg93]

4) Team Chester en route to Area 69.

 

Outside of multiple people needing to pee, it's a long trip and nothing of note has happened

 

We leave them to follow Davey and Michael's conversation

 

(Michael) So let me get this straight, you and whoever need me for a multidimensional romp that will probably cost me my life

(Davey) Yeah Essentially

(Michael) Well sorry to say Davey, I don't know if you've seen the news, but I have a GTA Online DLC to be apart of, so when I'm done here, I got to go back to LS to welcome some dumbass who bought some stupid mansion or something 

 

Davey accepts Michael reasoning and we cut to someone else

 

Who do we cut to???

1) Trevor's cold dilapidated corpse 

2) Team Chester where something actually happens

3) Bernie and Yusef

4) Milner keeping their eye on the multidimensional issue

Edited December 6, 2025 by Corndawg93

[ArmyRaidFail404]

14 hours ago, Corndawg93 said:

Who do we cut to???

1) Trevor's cold dilapidated corpse 

Wade continued poking the corpse of his friend, Trevor Phillips, outside the trailer in Sandy Shores.

 

Wade: He's not coming back is he.

 

And of course, as he says it, Trevor's body suddenly animates, his skin growing back to full health and the heartbeat returning. The whole freaky situation unfolding in front of Wade's eyes as the Fallcreek rule comes to fruition. Soon, the corpse ceases to be, and a (somewhat) healthy man stands before him

 

Trevor: Oooh f*ck yeah! Good to be back!

Wade: Trevor! I thought you were dead.

Trevor: No one has been able to kill me before Wade. What made you think I was dead?...You better not have been poking me with a stick.

 

Wade throws away the long stick still in his hand, shrugging away with a "it's not what it looks like" look.

 

Wade: Uhh, no Trevor. That was my poking stick for corpses. I mean, for poking other corpses. Uhh, dammit.

Trevor: I'll poke you with my stick, Wade. You'd like that you sick f*ck. Wouldn't you?

Wade: I'm sorry, Trevor!

Trevor: What you sorry for, Wade? Don't good friends POKE each other with their sticks? Isn't that what passes for genuine f*cking friendship nowadays?

Wade: No I don't wanna be poked.

Trevor: I'll be back to poke you.

 

Trevor walks off in the direction of his parked truck. Wade stops cowering.

 

Wade: Where you going?

Trevor: I got unfinished business with that Agent 14. We had a mission and all of a sudden my phone blows up in my ear. That f*ckhead has a lot to answer for!

 

Trevor looks up at the sky and sees a helicopter flying overhead. He recognises it as the favoured aerial transport of Record A Studios, owned and operated by his old friend.

 

Trevor: And I know just who to help me.

 

Trevor speeds off towards Sandy Shores Airfield. He parks the truck discreetly in the hangar and switches vehicles to his helicopter that he once "received as payment" from the FIB. He flies up quickly in an attempt to catch up to the other helicopter.

 

------

Meanwhile in Franklin's helicopter.

 

Lynch: Anyone up for a game of Uno?

Lamar: Uno? I'd usually be down but we in a helicopter, homie. The cards will fly out everywhere.

Lynch: I could hit another freestyle.

Franklin: Anything but your motherf*cking freestyles, dawg. How about we flip the radio on this thing?

Chester: Man, we had a radio this whole time?

Cam: Ooh, let's see if Nile Rodgers is on.

Franklin: Damn, no wonder this ride is boring. Realistically what are we even supposed to talk about? f*ck it, I'm switching it on.

 

The radio crackles to life, but instead of music Franklin hears a familiar voice come in.

 

Trevor: Breaker breaker, this is Big T of Trevor Phillips Industries. King of the skies.

Franklin: Huh, T? What the f*ck? That FIB dude, Dave, he said you were dead.

Trevor: I'm unkillable, F! I'm back after a slight hiatus. Now let's talk about the toll.

Franklin: Nigga we ain't paying no f*cking toll to you. What you really want?

Trevor: There's an Agent on the loose and I need your help. We gotta find Lester, doesn't he help you with all those assassinations?

Lamar: Hey, crazy old dude.

Trevor: Whooooh! Franklin, you didn't tell me you had serious guns riding shotgun. And you didn't invite me?

Lamar: Uhh yeah good to hear from you too. We actually on our way to Lester right now, wanna follow?

Trevor: Excellent! Some good news! Lead the way, my brother from another mother!

 

Franklin switches off the radio for now.

 

Cam: Hey wasn't that one of the guys Niko asked us to get?

Lynch: Jesus, Cam, you're slow. Gonna make me ruin my flow. f*ck a can of cola and wrap it in a bow.

Lamar: Oh man, someone shoot me, or shoot this dude.

Lynch: My boys riding muff up high in the sky, meet your wigga Lester and make him say bye bye. Blades on the whip go thwoop thwoop thwoop. Cam on the Lindsay says woof woof woof.

 

What happens next?

 

A] Lynch continues busting out rhymes.

B] Lamar insists on stopping at the Yellow Jack Inn, for peace and quiet.

C] IAA helicopters close in on the group en route.

 

Or

 

D] Cut to Vaire, Jeffery and Paulie.

E] Cut to Yeager, leading the team cross city to Bohan.

[Corndawg93]

D] Cut to Vaire, Jeffery and Paulie.

 

(Vaire) So what other surprises do you have

(Paulie) Outside of these guns, you're gunna love this

 

Paulie walks both of them over to the door that leads to the garbage and shows off a quite a large tank like vehicle with 4 wheels, a MG placement on top, a bullram up front and a rocket engine attached

 

(Paulie) I call this beauty.... The Bitch

(Vaire) Oh my

(Jeffery) Ain't no reptilian getting in our way

 

Just then a loud thump is heard at the door they came in, Paulie goes to check what the noise was and as he goes to open the door, he's greeted by The Ratman

 

(Paulie) What on ear....

(Ratman) REEEECH!!!!!

 

Ratman jumps on top of Paulie and eats his face off leaving Vaire and Jeffery stumped, as much as they'd love to take the The Bitch, they have no way of starting it, so they run for the closest exit, which leads to a tunnel and eventually an exit to the ground in Acter, unfortunately for them the door is half blocked by debris that Packie's grenade caused

 

(Jeffery) Quick, he's coming

(Vaire) I'm trying

 

The door eventually opens but what welcomes them on the other side is fire and car wreckage all over, Vaire gets threw the door and Jeffery tries but is caught by Ratman pulling on his leg trying to drag him back in, Vaire essentially now playing tug-a-war with Jeffery loses that battle as The Ratman gets the better of it, with the door slamming shut, Jeffery is no more

 

(Vaire) Oh god, poor Jeffery, I'm so f*cked, I swear sometimes this EDEN isn't worth it

 

Just then a clicker run towards him 

 

(Vaire) What now?

 

We leave Vaire to follow someone else, who do we follow?

 

1) Ratman annihilating Jeffery's face

2) Niko and Dekota going threw what's left of Avon's stuff

3) Avon himself, completely shattered at what life has brought him

4) Trevor going over how he died last, didn't he fall down a hole to due Yeager's selfishness 

5) Dave Norton annoyed he doesn't get his own Online DLC

Edited December 7, 2025 by Corndawg93

[ArmyRaidFail404]

6 hours ago, Corndawg93 said:

 

 

We leave Vaire to follow someone else, who do we follow?

 

1) Ratman annihilating Jeffery's face

Ratman took hold of Jeffery, mauling his face. Jeffery took his best efforts to fight the raging madman off, kicking him with whatever strength he had left.

 

Jeffery: Get off me you f*cking reptilian!

 

Meanwhile, outside the tunnel, Vaire surveyed the surroundings. Blown up oil storage tanks, bodies of clickers strown about all over the place. If Vaire didn't know any better, he'd assume some idiot threw a grenade around here in an attempt to blow them all up, but all evidence points to this fact. All the meanwhile a lone clicker came running.

 

Vaire picked a broken bottle he found brandishing it against the clicker, utilising a Judo grapple to flip the beast onto the floor, and then lurching the sharp end of the bottle into its head, killing it instantly. Rather conveniently he soon found a leftover cattleman revolver on the ground with some .32 calibres next to the corpse. Handy, he thought. Better go rescue Jeffery then.

 

Vaire opened the tunnel door and saw Jeffery continuing to bravely fight off Ratman. Vaire clicked the hammer and shot Ratman right in the head. Another instant kill.

 

Vaire: How you doing, Jeffery?

Jeffery: You came back!

Vaire: Of course I did. I still need you for the mission don't I? It would be very unfortunate for some weird monster to go kill us when we're halfway through it. And lucky for us, we ended up right where someone was playing a very explosive game of cowboys and Indians. 

Jeffery: Oh, so that was that big ass explosion. 

Vaire: Go catch your breath. I'm calling Dimitri to see if he's done as told.

 

Vaire walks out of the tunnel, pulling out his phone to call member 3 of the Plot C group.

 

Dimitri: Hello, this is Dimitri.

Vaire: Mr Rascalov. How goes our search?

Dimitri: I errr, went back to Russia.

Vaire: Now why would you go and do something like that?

Dimitri: I heard Ray Bulgarin was in the country.

Vaire: Goddammit Dimitri, I meant someone more local. Get on a plane right now.

Dimitri: Why don't I just stay, huh? What's the big deal going on with Everett and the EDEN?

Vaire: *sigh* if it will make you feel better I'll tell you. Ever heard of a portal stone?

Dimitri: There's been mentions of it. I think I've seen one.

Vaire: Alright well some asshole in the American government got their hands on one. Two actually. This Avon character was working on one at the Bleeter building, but he had his own personal one. Now something happened with that, where one stone got seized by the government and another ended up in the hands of some rapper.

Dimitri: And Everett is?

Vaire: A private citizen. Connected to something we call EDEN, as you know. Some IAA guys asked him to continue his search for the girl that you were going to take. EDEN has a lot of benefits, but it's also good for fuelling portal stones.

Dimitri: That makes no sense.

Vaire: No one knows how. It's some gene hacking or something. They hired the best hacker they could find to go work on it with Avon. But as you may have guessed there's been some sh*t going down - as usual with anything government related - multiple viewpoints on what a portal is used for, who owns it, who gets to use it and this and that. My employer is tired of it. That same tug-of-war plus some multidimensional beings on the other end of that damn portal killed your employer, and so you're going to come back to help me fix it. Is that a good enough reason?

Dimitri: Fine ok, f*ck it. I'll come back to Liberty City.

 

Vaire hangs up the phone, knowing he'll probably have to give the same speech to Jeffery.

 

What next?

 

A] Paulie comes running after the group, having survived the Ratman encounter.

B] The cops come, just as Yeager and Packie had warned about before.

C] The Lost MC comes to check out the ruckus.

D] Inspector Gadget appears for some reason.

E] Din Djarin makes his appearance in Liberty City.

[Corndawg93]

E] Din Djarin makes his appearance in Liberty City.

 

The infamous Mandalorian, who has been stuck in Liberty ever since this convoluted multidimensional story started, was told by The Strange Man to look for something called the Webbed Portal Stone, and after going threw all possibilities, his research led him to a man named Pathos

 

(Din) What kind of name is that, now where are you

 

Din puts Pathos's name in his locator device and it directs him to a street stall in Star Junction

 

(Din) Bingo

 

Din starts his jet pack and flies off, what he saw flying around the gritty concrete jungle had him glad he was from another land, whether it was the cars randomly crashing, the cowboys getting into fights or a building that was complete rubble with people walking on it, but eventually meets up with Pathos, who is mind-blown at what he just saw

 

(Pathos) Holy sh*t, what an entrance, nice Helmet

(Din) You Pathos?

(Pathos) Yeah, who's asking?

(Din) Not important, what is important is the little green portal gem you have, I need it

(Pathos) I lost it ages ago

(Din) Don't lie to me, my helmet is showing something in your pocket, glowing with radiation 

(Pathos) Glowing with what now?

(Din) Don't worry, not dangerous enough to do anything, but if you want to avoid any sickness, I'd suggest you give it to me

(Pathos) So I won't die, then I've got nothing to worry about 

(Din) Just give it to me

(Pathos) Hell no

 

Pathos runs off or at least tries to but Din catches up to him with his jetpack and flies them up to the sky, rocketing them across the Liberty skyline all the way to Pier 45 where after fighting and the damage the rocket has suffered after Pathos tried to punch it burning his hand in the process causing them to crash into the pier

 

What happens next???

1) The stone goes off sending them into another universe

2) Pathos sees that the stone broke into half, losing all it power

3) Din kills Pathos

4) A 3rd party keeping their eye on all the crap going on around town attempts to steal the stone

 

Or

 

5) We cut to Paulie struggling to breathe after the Ratman ate his face, so bad that Vaire has to put the poor bastard out of his misery 

Edited December 7, 2025 by Corndawg93

[Fallcreek]

1 hour ago, Corndawg93 said:

5) We cut to Paulie struggling to breathe after the Ratman ate his face, so bad that Vaire has to put the poor bastard out of his misery

Vaire had barely slipped the phone back into his pocket when his hands started to shake.

 

Not from fear. He refused to call it fear. Adrenaline, that was all. Adrenaline and a growing suspicion that everyone he worked with was a moron.

 

He stared at the cracked screen reflection for a beat longer than he needed to, jaw clenched, listening to the distant pop and crackle of burning oil tanks outside the tunnel. Liberty City's sky was a dirty orange smear through the warped metal of the half-blocked door. Behind him, Jeffrey was still breathing hard, hair matted with sweat and dust and… other things.

 

Jeffrey: Is the Russian coming back, or did the reptilians get him too?

Vaire: He's coming. Eventually. After he's finished being an unprofessional liability on another continent.

Jeffrey: Figures. You can never trust a snake not to slither off when the heat goes up. It's all part of the pattern, y'know. They test loyalty, see who runs and who stays. Classic reptilian methodology.

 

Vaire didn’t bother answering that. He was still hearing the sound Paulie had made when Ratman hit him. That wet, startled gargle. The way the face had just-. He cut the thought off. Jeffrey shifted his weight from one foot to the other, jittery, eyes flicking back toward the door that led down into the tunnels, back toward the armory and the garage.

 

Jeffrey: We gotta go back for him.

Vaire: He's gone.

Jeffrey: You can't say that with confidence. He was a fellow truth seeker, okay? You don’t just leave a brother like that for the reptilians!

 

Vaire closed his eyes for a second. The word “brother” sounded weird coming out of Jeffrey’s mouth; like it didn’t quite fit but was trying anyway.

 

Vaire: I saw that thing tear through him.

Jeffrey: Faces are just masks! They grow them in big vats. Skin graphs, synth-skin, facial reconstruction; hell, maybe he’s got a twin. We don’t know. What we do know is we left him behind, and those freaks thrive on isolated targets. We go back.

 

Vaire rolled his shoulders, feeling the weight of the cattleman revolver at his side. Old, but solid. Truth be told, he didn’t like the idea of leaving Paulie either. He barely knew the guy, but if he was somehow still breathing, maybe he was valuable. That tank he had certainly was. And if he wasn’t breathing… Then at least they’d close the book on him with certainty.

 

Vaire: Fine.

 

Jeffrey actually smiled

 

Jeffrey: That’s the spirit. See? That’s how you beat the system.

 

They both turned towards the tunnels they just came out of, and slipped back through the metal door. Their footsteps echoed in the narrow passage as they retraced the path they’d fled minutes earlier.

 

The tunnel widened back into Paulie’s “Cobra’s Lair” garage, the high ceiling choked in shadow, fluorescent tubes flickering overhead, walls lined with crates and racks of surplus rifles. As they turned the corner toward Paulie’s underground garage, the sound met them; wet, ragged choking. A human trying to drag air through a throat not built for it anymore.

 

Jeffrey: That's Paulie.

 

Vaire didn’t answer. He moved forward, revolver up, the barrel tracking the sound. The overhead strip lights flickered between sickly yellow and glitchy red, distorting everything in strobes. “The Bitch” squatted in the middle of the floor, a hulking four-wheeled beast with its MG mount and bull bar and bolt-on rocket exhaust, paint scorched and splattered.

 

And there, slumped against her armored flank like he’d crawled there on purpose, was Paulie.

 

For half a heartbeat, Vaire’s brain refused to align the shape with a person. It was more wound than man. Ratman had taken half of Paulie’s face off; Skin and muscle and one eye were simply gone on the left side, replaced by shredded meat and exposed cheekbone glistening under the flicker. The remaining eye rolled loosely toward them, unfocused but aware. Bloody teeth showed through a gap that shouldn’t exist, breath bubbling through torn tissue.

 

Paulie clawed weakly at The Bitch’s armor with his fingers, leaving smeared arcs of red, like he’d dragged himself those last few feet just to die next to his masterpiece. Jeffrey made a strangled noise, while Vaire’s stomach rolled, but he forced his face neutral. Paulie’s chest hitched shallowly. struggling to breath.

 

The professionally correct thing to do was obvious.

 

Vaire stepped closer, his shoes squelching in a small pool of blood. Paulie’s one good eye tracked him sluggishly. Something in it recognized him. Or maybe it just recognized the gun. 

 

Vaire raised the cattleman. The old revolver suddenly felt heavier than before.

 

He had shot informants before. He had put down witnesses when the calculus demanded it. He’d ordered worse. This was just another equation: there was no saving this. Not with a field dressing, not with a hospital, assuming any hospital would open its doors to a man whose face looked like grounded meat. Even if they could, the city was tearing itself apart outside. Resources were going to people with less… exposed molars.

 

Vaire lined up his sight picture on Paulie, his finger on the trigger, started to tighten.

 

Mercy is a kind of pragmatism.

 

...

 

Three. Two. On-

 

Suddenly, a hand touched the barrel. Jeffrey had stepped up beside Vaire without him noticing, palm pressed carefully against the steel, gently pushing it down

 

Jeffrey: Not like this.

Vaire: He's gone; look at him.

Jeffrey: He's hurt. You don’t know what they can patch up in this city. You said it yourself; gene hacking, portal stones, EDEN. You telling me they can punch holes in reality but they can’t fix a face?

Vaire: He's suffering, there's no savi-

Jeffrey: No!

 

He jabbed a finger at Paulie, whose breaths were getting shorter, but still there. Still fighting.

 

Jeffrey: Paulie's not giving up, and you're not going to make that choice for him!

 

Vaire stared at him for a long moment. The revolver’s barrel dipped the rest of the way, pointing at the floor.

 

Vaire: Fine. C'mon then.

 

They moved in tandem then. Jeffrey slid an arm under Paulie’s shoulders, doing his best not to look at the exposed bone. Vaire grabbed under his legs. Between them they hauled Paulie up, an awkward, sagging weight, his head rolling against Jeffrey’s chest.

 

Jeffrey: We got you, buddy. You’re not food, okay? You’re not cattle, you’re not a statistic, you hear me? You’re a human variable, and they hate those.

Vaire: We get him out of the tunnels, find… someone. An ambulance. A vet. A drunk with a suture kit. Anyone.

 

They staggered toward the way out, Paulie leaving a faint, smeared trail on the concrete behind them.

 

Halfway down the passage, the world stuttered.

 

It was subtle at first, a flick in the corner of the eye, like the lights dimmed then flared, like reality buffered. The concrete wall to their left rippled, textures swapping to a red grid of pure glitch for a single frame and then snapping back.

 

Jeffrey: What the- Did you see that?

Vaire: Keep going.

 

Then the tunnel groaned, then growled.

 

A new tear opened in the darkness behind them, back toward the Cobra's Lair. Red wireframe lines flickered around its edges, pulsing, the center a gravity well of nothing that pulled light and dust and loose bolts toward it. Ratman’s body, still sprawled near the armory door where Vaire’s bullet had dropped him, lifted off the floor as if yanked by invisible strings. For one surreal instant, Vaire saw him fully lit: a mess of matted fur, filthy coat, blood-slicked teeth frozen in mid-snarl.

 

Then the corpse snapped backward into the void with a wet pop, folding in on itself into a pulpy mess.

 

Jeffrey: Hurry!

 

They ran. Paulie jostled between them, gurgling weakly, as pebbles and bits of rebar skittered past their boots, sucked toward the growing corruption behind them. The tunnel shook again, a fluorescent tube exploding overhead in a shower of sparks.

 

They hit the escape door like a battering ram. Vaire shouldered it open against the warped frame, and cold outside air slammed into them along with the stink of burning oil and rubber. They stumbled out into the wreckage field beside the canal just as the tear in reality belched light down the tunnel and then snapped shut with a crack that punched their eardrums.

 

Silence rushed in behind it. Just the crackle of distant fire, the drip of fuel, the faint siren far away in the city. Jeffrey was panting, eyes wide as he looked at Vaire; the desolate wind hitting them both.

 

What Next?

1) We follow Vaire and Jeffrey as they haul Paulie around, looking for medical help in a city that’s literally glitching out.

2) We cut to Din and Pathos at Pier 45, right as the half-broken portal stone reacts to the new tear.

3) We cut to Niko & Dakota in Avon’s lab as the building’s corruption starts to mirror what just happened in the tunnels.

4) We cut to Team Yeager in Bohan as Strange Man gives them an update on the spreading “holes.”

5) We cut to Chester & Franklin’s chopper as Trevor’s chopper slots into formation.

 

Edited December 7, 2025 by Fallcreek

[Corndawg93]

1) We follow Vaire and Jeffrey as they haul Paulie around, looking for medical help in a city that’s literally glitching out.

 

Well pretty much what the option says, as they struggle to make their way out of trouble, avoiding clickers and other bizarre sh*t, but what they see get in there way next, as the clickers run off in different directions the trio are left puzzled at what they see next is unbelievable to the naked eye, out of no where, from the Last of Us universe was disgusting monstrosity known as the Ratking

 

(Vaire) What the f*ck is that?

(Jeffery) More reptilians

(Paulie) *Unintelligible*

 

But just when they thought they were f*cked, a Patriot rushes up next to them, being driven by the one and only Everett 

 

(Everett) Get in 

(Vaire) Oh am I glad to see you

 

They rush in to the Patriot just as the Ratking bum rushes them only to just miss them

 

(Everett) Everyone good.... oh god, what happened to him?

(Jeffery) Reptilian ate his face, he needs a doctor

(Everett) Just shove a hotdog down his throat, he should be fine

(Vaire) And where the hell are we suppose to find one of them?

 

Just as Vaire finished that sentence, Everett pops open the glove box to reveal a hotdog already made

 

(Vaire) Well that's convenient 

(Everett) I've done my homework on this city, hotdogs are key for some reason

(Vaire) Well lets hope this works

 

Vaire grabs the hotdog and shoves it threw Paulie's ripped open mouth

 

(Jeffery) Did it work?

(Paulie) WHOA!!!!!, what the hell?, where are we

(Everett) This world makes no sence half the time 

(Vaire) So where do we go now then?

(Jeffery) Old hospital on Colony Island, it's where the secret Hobo Society is based, old base underneath 

(Everett) Well it's better then nothing 

 

They drive off towards colony Island and we follow someone else

 

Who did we follow

1) Niko and Dekota looking over Avon's things 

2) Yeager and co 

3) The Ratking

4) Din and Pathos recovering from their little crash

5) A long forgotten character

Edited December 7, 2025 by Corndawg93