Chain Story (Reboot)

[hasidichomeboy]

A.

 

The spy quickly ran back to the room he came from, and parkoured out of the apartment. Ray, too tired to continue, collapses.

 

We now cut to..

 

A)Agent 47.

 

B)Micheal, Trevor, and Franklin.

 

C)Achban.

 

E)Any other character.

[svanderman]

B.

 

M & F had safely landed at LSIA. Trevor had decided to store his jet at his airfield in Sandy Shores. The trio had agreed to regroup with the heist crew in Lester's factory. Packie had told the trio everything. "Allright," Michael said, "you did good. Next thing we need is a..." Before Michael could finish his sentence, more than twenty purple Ballers parked in front of the factory. Dwayne heard the tires screeching. "sh*t, it's the Ballas! Take cover!" A lot of gunshots were heard. Trevor shot out a window. "F*ck you, f*ck you, F*CK YOU! I ain't gonna let some gangsters screw up my score!"

 

Trevor took out at least fifty Ballas and the remaining ones started retreating. Among the retreating ones were Big J and Tyrone. "sh*t Tyrone, drive! Quickly!" Trevor jumped out of the window and started chasing the remaining 20 Ballas in a purple Baller. Packie and Franklin also started chasing them. Franklin got close to several Balla cars in his Buffalo S, and Packie grabbed a homing launcher.

 

What happened then?

1. Packie kills every Balla.

2. Packie kills every Balla ecxept Big J and Tyrone.

3. The Buffalo S gets rammed by some Ballas.

4. The Buffalo S gets rammed by some angry forumers, claiming that the homing launcher is "too OP", and that it "should be deleted".

Edited October 9, 2015 by svanderman

[hasidichomeboy]

4.

 

"Oh come on!" Packie sighed in frustration. He gunned down all of the fourmers before resuming his pursuit of the Ballas. Tyrone and Big J was frantically attempting to avoid the wrath of Packie's homing launcher. All of a sudden, they saw a helicopter approaching the airport. It was Merryweather coming after the trio once again. The heilcopter began to fire at the two.

 

Do they...

 

A)Panic and swerve all over the place?

 

B) Attempt to shoot the pilot?

 

C)Quickly try to escape?

[combustion]

B.

"Drive steady, lad! I'm taking the heli down!" Packie ordered Franklin and then took his homing launcher, waited for a lock-on and then fired, sending a rocket the helicopter, making it into a burning mess which crashed into a warehouse in the middle of East Los Santos.

 

"Those n**gas are professionals, homie. We ain't got no chance of survivin'." Big J said to Tyrone, sitting in the passenger seat of the Baller, looking behind.

"I got this, fool, we goin' straight to Davis, where our homies help us." Tyrone said, focusing on the road. Now, the remaining Balla cars were chased by the entire heist crew, except for Lamar, Ron and Wade. That's more than 30 men. Michael felt that the crew might get compromised, but he changed his opinions when he saw who joined the fight next. Waiting for them at a junction where Merryweather Patriots, Merryweather Mesas, IAA Squad Cars, Police Cruisers and more Buzzards AHs even joined the fight.

 

Michael said in his earpiece. "Hey guys, I think we must forget the Ballas and try to escape the IAA."

"We're the most wanted men in America. You got any plans, M?" Trevor replied.

"What about the sewer tunnel?"

"No dawg, what about the subway tunnels? The choppers can't come in there, and the Merryweather cars are too large for there. Our Ballers will perfectly fit there, and we can easily take out the police." Franklin spoke.

"We can lose 'em in the woods." Cletus suggested.

"Or at the Mount Gordo tracks." A crew member spoke out.

"Decide fast, T!" The entire crew said at the same time.

The chase was still going on, none of them managed to sustain any injuries, the Ballas bought in military-grade armoured SUVs, the crew had also stolen some armoured cars, so getting shot by the cops was no problem.

"ARGHHH! I have decided... let's go to the _______!" Trevor made up his mind.

 

Where does the crew attempt to escape?

A. Los Santos Sewer Tunnel

B. Los Santos Underground

C. The hardest Mount Gordo trail

D. Paleto forest

E. Trevor suggests some other place, and everyone agrees.

[hasidichomeboy]

A.

 

Trevor decided on the tunnels. "We're going in the sewer tunnels. Stay close so we don't get separated!' The crew drove into the tunnels. After a half hour of driving, they finally made it out and lost the IAA.

 

All of a sudden, Trevor started screaming his brains out. "Those stupid f*cking Ballas! THEY RUINED MY SCORE!"

 

After watching Trevor yell multiple obscenities, they decided to..

 

1. Go home and rest. They did just get into a large car chase with the IAA.

 

2.Retaliate against the Ballas. They weren't going to get away with ruining their score that easily.

 

3.Figure out a plan to take down the Ballas, Merryweather, and the IAA.

[slimeball supreme]

1.

 

"We can't do this. Take on an entire f*cking gang, T." Franklin shouted. "Maybe we can get some homies from up 'n Forum to help, man."

 

Trevor sighed, an exasperated breath of depraved ignorance and an urge to hit Franklin. Help? From more of those South LS Thugs? Bullsh*t. Every single last f*cking ounce of it was pure bullsh*t. But, ignoring the fibre of his being pleading to drive out of there and hit Grove Street again, Trevor relaxed his muscles and hit his head on the horn.

 

"Fine, Frank. We'll do want you want."

"Than f*ckin' gawd, T. Thought your ass was up 'n gonna bust the f*ck out and do it anyway."

"Almost, Franklin. Don't suggest it again." Trevor warned. "Because I am certainly willing to 'up 'n do it anyway."

"Whatever, dawg."

"Oh boy... uh, who wants Burger Shot?" Packie interjected quickly, knowing very well that an argument was probably going to erupt if it went on for any longer. Knowing the trio, an argument could burst out for any reason at any time.

 

Immediately, everyone there dropped any conversation they had had prior and started chanting their favourite menu items, asking if and when they were going, and how they prefer Taco Bomb instead.

"All right kids," Packie shouted over everyone, quieting them up. "Can each of you please tell me what you're ordering in an organised fashion?"

 

Before Packie could collect any orders from the group, a sniper's shot speared through the side of his head, making him topple to the ground - dead.

 

~

It was a cold and busy night on the Northern Expressway. Cars taking turns onto the Lincoln Bridge up to Upstate Liberty were at an all time low for the day, though - the perfect time for the remaining Shadow operatives in LC to meet up. A massive turnout of guys of all descents had turned up at a little spot on the Downrock Loop, a little spot under the Lincoln Bridge which was a makeshift parking lot for people wanting to go to the beaches of Northern Bohan. Achban, slightly bruised and a bit down, and arrived a 20 minutes earlier and was admiring the festivities of the meet up with Paul.

 

 

The place under the bridge, where the Shadow met up. Pretend there's a big bridge here, too.

 

 

It turns out that the Shadow treated its members like a Brotherhood on the days when they weren't a pseudo-terrorist organisation. Dance music was played on a few stereos (right now 'Why you wanna see my bad side' by Smokey Robinson was playing) while a banner had been put over a few cars reading 'Leaving Party'. A few bowls of food and a couple drink dispensers had been placed on the hoods of a few Shadow Mesas, while members danced chatted and pretty much acted like a rowdy group of college students having a graduation party.

 

"It's nice to forget, eh?" Paul asked.

"Forget what?" Achban said.

"Y'know, who we are." Paul responded. "These types of meet ups happen all the time, you know. We bring music and dance. Try to act like a happy little group."

"Oh. It's nice." Achban said. "I've never been to one personally."

"I know, Keith." Paul replied. "But it's a good first one."

 

Suddenly, a stocky man with a microphone stood on the top of an armoured Insurgent and cleared his throat.

 

"Hey guys, I need to say something." He said, in a thick Southern accent.

"Oh sh*t, it's the boss!" Paul said, he cleared his throat a bit. "SHUT THE F*CK UP, GUYS!"

 

Paul's yell got everyones attention, turning around to 'The Boss'.

 

"Uh, thanks Paul." He began. "Uh, anyway, we've got a change of plans. We ain't heading down to LS no more, we've got a change of plans. Once we get down to Carcer, we're headin' up to Hong Kong. The Cheng Triads are bein' a bit nosy, so we is gonna fly up there 'n teach 'em a lesson, ya hear?"

 

The Shadow Operatives chanted, much to Achban's chagrin. He was going to have to put his plans on killing Trevor on hold.

 

"Speakin' a which, everybody pack up - party's over. We're leavin' now! "

 

You could say that not everyone was pleased with this.

 

***

We now cut to...

 

A. The Trio

B. Stay with Achban

C. Ray

D. Agent 47

E. Anyone Else

Edited October 10, 2015 by Mr. Fahrenheit

[combustion]

A.

"S**t! Everyone down! We need to get out!" Michael yelled, but everyone did already got into the cars and began driving away. On the other side, behind a barrier, the sniper adjusted his rifle. He had gotten one target, whom he thought to be was Michael De Santa. He then began aiming at the other guys, but the heist crew were too clever for him. At the end, he ended up wasting 2 magazines, but failed to shoot anyone. He cursed, and then took an eCola can from his backpack. "At least I've gotten the main one." He said to himself, and began drinking. Before he could finish his drink, he too was shot by a sniper. He felt a massive hole in his forehead, and tried to feel it, but closed his eyes forever.

---

 

Ray got discharged from hospital. He last remembered facing a spy, but then everything went dark. He woke up in a hospital room, while an attractive nurse was standing beside him. Later on, he found that he had been admitted into the hospital as a drunk western tourist who collapsed while partying. After walking out, he stood on the footpath, staring at the bustling city of Hong Kong. He didn't know what to do next. His Chinese car was now parked somewhere in Hong Kong, probably impounded, his mission was a failure, and he couldn't catch a spy. He wasn't sure what his immediate superior might say.

 

Ray looked left, and saw a familiar face. A man with a black cap and a black jacket, walking towards him, smoking a cigar. It was his current boss. A red and white Hong Kong taxi pulled up in front of Ray. The man approached him and said, "Get in, Ray."

They both spoke nothing in the taxi. Their destination was a place a few blocks away from their current base of operations. His boss began the conversation after they got out of the taxi.

 

"How did it go?"

"What?" Ray replied.
"Your mission at the airport, Ray."

"You know what happened, Ryan."

"Why did you go out for a meal, when the Chengs took out an entire team of Liberty City Triad reinforcements?"

"I had the sudden urge, besides, I can't take out the Cheng Family alone."

"The Jaomings are losing power, Ray. Wei Cheng and his idiot sons managed to get the entire West Coast under their control, sooner or later, he might do the same to the East Coast."

"That won't happen. Hsin Jaoming just got released from prison."

"You think I don't know that? It was the IAA that ordered his release, so that he could fight against the Chengs, but he seems useless now, considering the fact that the Liberty City Triads is led by some f**king kid who just sits there doing nothing, afraid of the cops."

"That kid must be at-least 30 years by now, Ryan. And we're talking about the same kid who robbed the Bank of Liberty and destroyed the Monoglobe."

"The point is that Agent 14 isn't realizing the importance of this operation. It would be bad news if the Chengs come into power. They'd control all of Honk Kong's import-exports and if they had control of America's gangs.. you know what would happen. Also, they control majority of China's factories, so they won't be in shortage of vehicles, bombs and weapons."

"Tried speaking to Agent 14?" Ray asked.

"Yup. He still disagrees. He just wants to kill Trevor Phillips, so he and Karen could nick all of the extra funding from the government."

"Who's Karen?" Ray asked.

"Someone you shouldn't care about." They both neared their headquarters. "Ok, Ray. Listen carefully. The LC sect of the Shadow is coming to Hong Kong to sort things out with the Cheng Triads. Our enemy is fighting with the other enemy. Now, the LS branch of the Shadow is planning to stop Trevor Phillips from stealing the military artifacts under the Project S. Now, Trevor is unaware of the Shadow, and also hates the Chengs."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I want you to go undercover and join Trevor's team. This operation will remain classified, even Agent 14 won't know about this. You should defend yourself from attacks and do that heist with him, while alerting him about the Shadow. Once you are done with that and he gains your trust, ask him for a favour. Tell him to launch an attack on the Cheng Triads in America. He is a loyal person, so he will help you. After that, finish him."

"You want me to betray someone?"
"For the good of the world."

"Fine, Ryan. What about this operation, Hong Kong? The guy who spied me yesterday?"

"I will take care of it. I'll take care of your leave, Ray. The plans again; You will be sent to America soon, where you make friends with one of Trevor's associates, get into his crew. I'll inform you when Agent 14 sends an attack, and you act like you spotted it, appearing as a hero. Do well, Trevor might trust you. Then you inform him about the Shadow, so he'll be tempted to attack them. The LS branch is the strong hold of the Shadow, and if they are done, they Shadow just vanishes. Later you'll do that heist with Trevor. After that, inform him about the Chengs. Attack the Chengs with him, and also send the info to us. After the Chengs are eliminated, kill Trevor. Report back to me, and I'll take care of everything. If we could also expose the corruption of the IAA, we might well be honored and settled for the rest of our lives. You ready?"

"Well, I don't know, Ryan. It's just..."

"Good. You'll be leaving next week. If I were you, I'd go and search for the spy. Now, let's go in the HQ and pretend this conversation never happened."'

 

Ray and his boss walked into the warehouse of the IAA.

 

What happens next-

A. We switch to 47, who wakes up in the custody of the LS Shadow and sees Mitch.

B. We switch to Big J, who plans another attack on Trevor's heist crew.

C. We switch to Achban, on his way to Carcer City, listening to the arguments about the sudden departure from the party.

D. We switch to Michael, who gets a call from someone.

E. We switch to anyone else.

 

(Sorry if it's long or boring)

Edited October 10, 2015 by Leo2301

[Son of Zeus]

Reserved.

[slimeball supreme]

14 Goddamn Hours Later...

Does somebody want to take the turn?

Edited October 10, 2015 by Mr. Fahrenheit

[hasidichomeboy]

D.

 

Micheal sat in his mansion, watching TV and drinking large amounts of whiskey. When all of a sudden, he got a phone call. It was a disguised robotic voice.

 

"Hello?"

 

"Is this Micheal DeSanta?"

 

"Yeah, who is this?'

 

"You need to get out of here, now. They're coming for you."

 

"What do you mean?"

 

"Don't question me. Just do it. Now."

 

The call ends abruptly.

 

Does Micheal...

 

A)-Ignore it and treat it as a stupid prank?

 

B)-Get his Combat MG and run out screaming?

 

C)-Check outside his window, just to be safe?

[svanderman]

C.

 

Michael looked outside through his window. He saw an IAA helicopter approaching. He grabbed his pistol, and entered his garage. His Tailgater was parked outside, but there was a red Sentinel in the garage. Michael knew it was Amanda's. Her keys were hidden under the chair. Michael knew this too. He started Amanda's car, and drove away quickly. The helicopter didn't see him. Well, at least Michael thought so...

 

"Allright Ray, he's leaving his place. Heading south, towards the LifeInvader offices." "Allright, thanks guys. I'll take it over." The helicopter headed back to the IAA building, avoiding Michael's car. Michael pulled over next to a Ponsonbys. He needed a new suit for the heist anyway, now he was in the area.

 

While browsing suits, the cashier suddenly approached Michael. "Excuse me, are you mr. Townley?" Michael was shocked by hearing that name. "There's someone on the phone for you." Michael grabbed the phone. "Who the f*ck is this?" The voice laughed. It was still muffled. "A friend, Michael, this is a friend." It was the same voice that had warned Michael about the IAA helicopter. Michael was getting tired of his would-be friend. "Yeah well most of my friends don't hide their voice for me." "Is this better?" The voice was now clear. "Meet me at the pier in an hour. Don't be late." Beeeeep beeeeep. The mysterious man had hung up on Michael.

 

What does Michael do?

1. Don't meet the guy.

2. Meet the guy.

3. Call Lester to trace the phone call, and then consider meeting the guy, depending on where the call came from.

4. Call Franklin and/or Trevor for backup and then meet the guy.

5. Call Wade to grab some icecream.

Edited October 11, 2015 by svanderman

[combustion]

C.

Michael immediately dialled Franklin's phone number.

"Hey man, what up?" Franklin was the first to speak.

"Listen Frank, there's this guy who wants me to meet him at DP Pier in an hour... could you, you know, cover me if it goes wrong?"

"S**t dawg, I'm kinda busy right now... what about T?"

"Trevor? He has gone to Sandy Shores to finish some business with the Lost MC..."

"Alright dog, I'm comin'. I'll be at Pearl's seafood. I'll try bringing T too, if things get outta hand"
"Thanks Franklin." Michael hung up, and purchased a dark black tuxedo and bought himself a Pfister Design luxury sports watch. He still had some time, so he went to an Ammu-Nation and bought body armor and improved his weaponry. He still felt uneasy after receiving the phone calls, so he called Dave Norton and told him to move Amanda and the kids to a hotel, in case his mansion gets attacked. Then he drove towards Del Perro.

Michael parked Amanda's Sentinel in the parking lot, locked it and walked towards the amusement park, casually watching the numerous tourists at the pier. He then spotted Franklin, standing next to Lamar. Seems like Trevor was busy. Without saying a word, Franklin and Lamar stood at the side of Pearl's Seafood, started a conversation. They had a full view of the pier, and watched Michael wear his aviators and pull out a cigarette.

 

Michael's doctor advised him to give up on smoking. Michael just ignored it, and casually began to smoke, waiting for his target.

 

It had been at least 30 minutes since Michael came, but his new 'friend' didn't show up. Lamar started to get annoyed, but Franklin calmed him down. Michael finished smoking, and was now reading a WNKA International article about the recent Cheng Triad attack at the Hong Kong airport.

"Mr. De Santa?" A voice came from his side.

Michael looked left, and saw a young man casually standing beside him, looking at the sea.

"Yes?"

"It's me your new buddy. Act normal, Townley. I've got something to say you."

Michael switched off his phone, and gave a quick warning glance to Franklin and Lamar. Luckily, the man beside him did not notice it.

"What?"

"The IAA... they are not happy about you."
"I know that. Who are you?"

"I'm your friend. The IAA discovered that it was you who attacked them in 2013, and again this past month. They also know about your relationship with America's most wanted criminal, Trevor Phillips."

"Why are you telling me this, and are you an IAA agent?"
The guy felt nervous. "Of course not, friend. I'm ex-Merryweather. Gave security to a drug lord in South America, but later quit my job and educated myself in computers. I found this while accessing IAA's locked database. To be honest, I'm an admirer of your heist work, and I wanted to help you with the best I could. So, the IAA decides to spy on you. They've already tapped your internet connection and telephone. I suggest you to get a new phone and internet connection and give me the details, so that I could inform you whenever there's an IAA attack."

"Thanks, kid. What can I do for you in exchange?" Michael asked.

The guy started grinning. He can't believe his luck. "Can I be a part of your new heist time?"

"No problem. I'll convince Trevor. We are in need of computer geeks who could also handle a gun anyway. What's your name, kid?"

"The name's Dan. Thank you, Mr. Townley."

"Just call me Michael, Dan. See you around." Michael began to walk away, but the guy just stood there, now deciding to call someone.

----

 

Lamar noticed Michael leave, and the guy next to him call someone on his phone. Then, Franklin got a call from Michael.

"Hey man, who was that dude?" Franklin asked. After hearing a reply from Michael, he said "Oh that's nice, man! Ok bye dude."

Lamar was puzzled. "Who was that, n**ga?"

"It was M, fool. The guy he met up with, he's joining the crew."

"S**t n***a! I mean, what n***a?"

"That guy is a computer specialist, and former Merryweather soldier. He could be useful." Franklin replied, and then he and Lamar went to car and drove away. Lamar still couldn't believe why Michael allowed a random guy to join his special heist crew.

-----

 

Ray couldn't believe his luck. He tricked Michael De Santa, and got away with it. He recorded the entire conversation, and later sent it to Ryan. Ryan had called him to thank him, and also mentioned that he convinced two more agents to join in this secret operation.

 

Since Ray was absent from the IAA now, he couldn't get to play with all their fancy equipment and cars. He had stolen a Declasse Asea, gave it a engine upgrade armoured it. That's what he could afford. He parked the car very far away, and had to walk to get it. After walking past the Del Perro pier, he was now in Vespucci Beach, walking towards the car park at the very end. He sent a message to Ryan about how much he loves Los Santos now, and saying that his days here are trouble-free and prefered it better than Hong Kong. Just before he could type about the events at Hong Kong, he noticed some suspicious men in front of him. Ray's personal weapons were now in a locker room at Hong Kong, and the only weapon he had now was a pistol, which cunningly he stole from airport security.

"sh*t!" Ray screamed, as he saw them open fire on him.

 

What does Ray do?

A. Run to cover. He was in the beach and needed to run a long way to get to cover.

B. Fire at them. One man in pistol vs. many in assault rifles.

C. Run away. Turn around, and run away, using the crowd as shield.

D. Call the cops, hoping he could keep his operation a secret.

Or do we..

E. Switch to another character.

Edited October 11, 2015 by Leo2301

[svanderman]

B.

 

Ray reached for his pistol and pointed it at one of the men. He fired two bullets, both landed inside an enemy's head. He heard one of the men shout something. He sounded angry. Perhaps he knew the guy, might've been a good friend, Ray thought. Now the other men gathered around the dead guy's body. They were all still young, too young to be involved in crime. They looked like they weren't even 18 years old yet. How did they get involved in this cruel world? Who are they? And more importantly, who do they work for? While Ray was asking himself these questions, a guy approached him from behind. "You're disappearing into the shadows..."

 

~

 

Ray woke up tied to a chair on top of a very high tower. It was nearly as high as the Maze Bank Tower. It could be the FIB-, or IAA building. It could also be another building. Ray didn't know. Ray didn't care. What Ray did care about was the manned Valkyrie standing next to him. A man dressed in black was pointing one of the miniguns at Ray. There were three other men, and one woman. They didn't look very professional.

 

"Hello Achban, I'm Giovanni," the man introduced himself.

 

"Hi Giovanni, I'm Ray."

 

Giovanni laughed. "Ray?! Yeah right. We know you're Achban. We also know that you have been hired to assassinate a guy called Trevor. We need all the information you've got on him."

 

Ray sighed. "Listen, mr. Giovanni, my name is Ray. I have no idea who Achban is. I work for dangerous people, people who know how to find you. I'll tell you what, you let me out of here, and I'll keep this meeting here our little secret. How about that?"

 

"You're not very nice, Achban. We've got your brother." Giovanni showed Ray a picture of an unknown man.

 

Ray sighed. Again. "Oh sh*t, okay okay, I'll collect everything I've got on Trevor. It'll take some time, though."

 

How does Giovanni react?

1. "You've got one day. Meet me at the dam in Vinewood Hills tommorow."

2. "Do you think I'm stupid?"

3. He agrees, but finds a way to make sure Ray won't flee.

4. He throws Ray of the building.

5. He starts torturing Ray.

Edited October 12, 2015 by svanderman

[slimeball supreme]

Reserved.

[slimeball supreme]

2.

 

"No sir, I don't. I think I'm stupid, Giovanni."

"Who the f*ck do ya take me for?"

"A man, Gio. I on the other hand am stupid."

 

While Ray tried to keep this distraction up, he quickly tried to untie himself.

 

"Look kid. You're on the top floor of the Schlongberg Sachs Tower, and we have guys on and around your brother's Presidents City apartment." Giovanni said. "I have no qualms with killing him and thrownin' ya out the window."

"I know Giovanni. You are an idiot."

 

Making a sudden movement, he head butted Giovanni and finished off the untying. Giovanni tried to be fast and hit Ray, but missed and hit his arm on an air vent. Calling something out in Armenian, several armed men rushed in wielding crowbars and baseball bats. Giovanni called another thing out in Armenian, warranting a henchman to throw a phone to Giovanni.

 

Giovanni smirked - then put the phone to his ear and said one word.

 

"Initiate."

~

Abbot was sitting on the balcony with Marcus discussing a recent Penetrators vs. Panic game when a shot rang out through the neighbourhood. Screams were screamed, sudden shouts of confusion erupted from the streets and several armoured black Mesas sped through the busy street.

 

Abbot's first reaction was to pull out his bitterSweet Drone and call up the police - which he did. Marcus shouted and leaned over the balcony as more gunfire was exchanged. Before Abbot could get the operator to respond, sirens were already blaring. At an almost unrealistic pace, several N.O.O.S.E. Trucks and LCPD Buffalos came busting in. Soon, two patrol helicopters entered the chase and apprehended the sniper. He'd rang a shot at Governer Greg Johnson Center and nearly killed a man eating dinner with his son. Trying to get down from his perch on top of a nearby building to the Grand Easton Terminal/GetaLife Insurance Building in Lancet when he was apprehended. Ground support from the Sniper came in, but were shot down by a superior and better equipped LCPD NOOSE Response with only one casualty from the firefight on the side of the law. Whatever happened - it was another Shadow arrest in Liberty and another nail on in the coffin for the East Coast Shadow.

 

Not a regular Saturday.

~

"We poppin' the best funk in Carcer, baby! All dance all the time, let's hit it up wit some Stevie Wonder, baby!"

 

As Superstition played in the back of the repurposed HVY Barracks, the party had decided to continue on the road to Hong Kong. Achban had decided to join in on the festivities by dancing. Not very well, but at least he tried.

 

Suddenly, the Carrier came to a jerky stop, skidding across the highway and pushing several Operatives to the back. Quickly after, gunshots were fired and men wearing yellow smiling hockey masks came rushing to the back.

 

Screams of pure unhinged an maniacal delight were exchanged and Operatives were pulled out of the cars on by one. Soon after, gunfire was exchanged - bathing the all black in yellow glows.

 

The radio still was blurting out music, not too fitting for what was occurring outside.

"Very superstitious, nothin' more to say,

Very superstitious, the devil's on his way,"

 

Making a rush, Achban jumped out and drop kicked an unknowing Smiley busy beating on Paul with a baseball bat.

 

"Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass,"

 

Achban helped Paul out and ran with him to the front of the convoy, several Smileys in hot pursuit.

 

"Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past!"

 

~

We now...

 

A. Stay with Achban, being hijacked by the Smileys.

B. Cut to Ray, fighting off Shadow Goons.

C. Slide onto Abbot, watching the crime scene unfold below,

D. The Heist Crew, meeting up at Lester's new hideout.

E. Cut to Steve Haines, who is ambushing a gang meet in Cottonmouth to boost funding.

Edited October 14, 2015 by Mr. Fahrenheit

[svanderman]

A.

 

Achban and Paul had reached the front of the convoy.

 

"When you believe in things that you dont understand,"

 

Paul shouted something to Achban, but he wasn't as loud as Stevie Wonder.

 

"Then you suffer, superstition aint the way, no, no, no"

 

"What?" Achban shouted.

 

"The Boss, they got him! I took an oath, and so did you! We gotta save him!"

 

Achban sighed. He wasn't planning on dying because of some oath Keith took. "We ain't got a chance! We're seriously outnumbered! We can come back to save him later!"

 

What happens next?

A. Paul convinces Achban to keep fighting and rescue The Boss.

B. Achban convinces Paul to get away.

C. We cut to another character.

D. The Smileys take of their mask and reveal they actually work for one of those prank tv-series.

E. The Bloodhounds arrive and start attacking the Smileys.

Edited October 12, 2015 by svanderman

[combustion]

A.

"Come on, Keith! You can't break the Oath!" Paul yelled back, loud enough. Achban would have certainly disagreed, but since he was Keith now, he had to agree.

 

"Rid me of the problem....."

 

What it seemed like a RPG destroyed the overturned barracks, ending the song. The explosion killed several of the surviving Shadow members, but luckily enough, Paul and Achban had survived, and were now looking for The Boss.

 

Dodging bullets and taking cover when necessary, the duo had made it to the back of the convoy, where the remaining Shadow operatives were about to be overrun by the Smileys. One of the Shadow members tossed a H&K Pistol, equipped with a flashlight to Achban.

 

"Go look for The Boss, I'll help fight the Smileys." Achban said, and then took cover behind the wreckage of another Barracks and start blind firing, hoping to kill some of the attackers. He succeeded in killing 4 of them.

 

"We won't make it! God praise the Shadows!" A wounded operative yelled, and shot himself. This did not look good for Achban. He hoped joining the Shadow might help him. More Smileys started arriving in armored yellow and pink Patriots.

 

Paul returned, now looking more terrified. Achban hoped the Boss did not die. "Everyone, The Boss is dead! We must get out of here! Everyone at the front is dead!" Not everyone in the back where capable of fleeing.

 

"I'm sorry guys, but we have to go! Anyone who can run for long, follow me." Achban said, as he got up and began to run into the empty farm land. He noticed Paul and two other guys coming with him, and also heard screams of "Traitors!" and "Cowards!" from the wounded Shadow operatives.

 

Paul got shot in his shoulders, and could not run that fast. He firmly grasped his wound, so he could not lose blood, and that prevented him from sprinting. Eventually, they ran until they lost sight of the Smileys. They regrouped under utility pole. As per Shadow rules, Paul would take command now.

 

Paul decides too-

A. Keep running away.

B. Call in the LS Shadow/other Shadow div. for help.

C. Steal a car and drive all the way to Carcer City.

D. Call a taxi.

E. Go to a hospital.

[svanderman]

B.

 

"Allright guys, I'm gonna make sone phonecalls and get us out of here. It'll take just a couple of minutes. Hang tight." Paul sat down next to a tree.

 

A couple of minutes later, Achban approached Paul, who had just got of the phone. "Are you allright Paul?" Paul sighed. "No Keith, I'm not. I think I'm dying here." Achban looked at Paul surprised. "Dying? It's just a shot in the shoulder. I mean, I understand it hurts, but..." Paul took his coat of revealing three wounds in his stomach.

 

"Oh sh*t, Paul! Jesus Christ, we gotta get you to a hospital." "No. We don't have time. I called the Carcer Shadow. They should be here in a couple of minutes. They're gonna get you out of here."

 

"And what happens to you?" "I die here." "I'm not gonna let..." "Shut up Keith! And that's an order. Listen, according to Shadow rules, I need to select a new LC Shadow leader. Keith, I want you to be that leader. You have done more for this organization in a week, than most of these guys in a year."

 

"But Paul, I barely know any of you. Plus, I gotta go back to Los Santos to take care of Trevor Philips."

"Just think about it, okay? When The CC Shadow will have brought you to a safe place, they will ask you who I selected as a leader. If you want to, tell them I selected you. If you don't want to, tell them I selected Wesley Murphy."

 

What happens next?

1. We cut to the heist crew preparing something.

2. We cut to Ray.

3. We cut to a new character called Ellie.

4. We stay with Achban, Paul, and the LC Shadow.

Edited October 14, 2015 by svanderman

[slimeball supreme]

-ignore-

Edited October 14, 2015 by Mr. Fahrenheit

[slimeball supreme]

4.

 

Paul coughed up blood. The end was near. A full week of bonding, festivities, all that sh*t - ended. Torn apart. In the process he'd lost any lead on Trevor, severely severed his relationship with his brother, and lost contact with the IAA. It seemed the world was out to get him. Achban couldn't help but feel astray as Paul edged closer and closer to death in the barn.

 

"One more thing..." Paul coughed, blood oozing out of his mouth as he spoke.

"...what?" Achban answered.

"I got a family - a wife, two kids. They're down where we met, that apartment in Downtown Cottonmouth. Winchester Street. Never told you about them." Paul was sobbing now. "Keith, please - tell Janine I love her. Promise me that, Keith."

 

Achban choked up a bit.

"Yes, Paul. I promise."

 

Suddenly, nothing. Silence. Paul's ragged and patchy breathing had stopped. He was dead. As thunder and lightning sparked the sky, the cold relentless nothing seared in. Achban hung his head, letting the cold despair envelop.

 

~

After a few hours, several Armoured Kurumas and Barracks arrived on scene, carrying plenty of men in heavy armour with 'CCSMT' scrawled on top of Shadown Insignia on their caps. Brandishing Carbine Rifles and Combat MGs, they burst into the building - carrying both injured and well conditioned LC Shadow Operatives to their transport units. Meanwhile, a few raced towards Achban, checking of Paul and attempting to resuscitate him.

 

"He's dead. No f*cking use." Achban sighed.

"sh*t, f*cking sh*t!" A Operative screamed. "Well, who the f*ck did he leave in charge?"

 

There was steady silence for a few seconds, before another lighting bolt struck the fields, and thunder crackled throughout the area.

 

"Me."

 

~

Ray had been standing there for a few solid minutes, waiting for a reaction from Giovanni and his henchman. So far, most of them had also been waiting, while Giovanni was sitting down waiting for the disposable mobile to ring. Before the pure boredom continued, Giovanni's phone rang again, almost instantly picked up.

 

Giovanni said something else in Armenian before stopping mid-sentence. Any confidence on his face dissapeared and turned into a strange mix of shock and disappointment.

 

"They're dead? We targeted the wrong f*cking people?" Giovanni shouted.

Without waiting for a response, Giovanni threw the phone off the building, soaring far away.

 

 

~

Phillip was having a pleasant conversation with his partner Jennifer about the latest homeless man he'd beaten for soliciting in his LSPD Déclassé Merit when a sudden clang hit the hood. Shocked, Phillip opened the door and peered at the object that had made a very big dent in his hood.

 

A Celltowa Cellphone, an early 2000s phone commonly known to be used as a disposable piece of communication by bank robbers and street gangs. It had fallen from a considerable height and landed directly on the hood of the patrol vehicle. Looking up, Phill heard a few faint noises coming from above sounding an awful lot similar to gunshots.

 

"Uhh, dispatch - we're gonna need a few patrol units and a chopper at the Schlongberg Sachs building, possible disturbance on the roof." Phillip said, remaining as calm as possible.

"Copy that, Officer Phill. Sending units out right now." Dispatch responded.

"Cheers."

 

~

Agent 14 had gotten an emergency call out from the IAA Labs in Northern Cottonmouth, as he had had word of a recent tech development from the building. Eager to find out, he had decided to arrive as hastily as possible to scope it out. The guys in the lab had said that this was something out of a Sci-Fi movie, awesome sh*t. Available to be deployed for important combat reasons - and had already been delivered to Fort Zancudo for testing.

 

Agent 14 was actually in the sterile lab right now, waiting for professor Aldersflügel, or A, to escort him.

 

"Guten Morgen, Agent 14." Aldersflügel said, approaching him from the back.

"Greetings, Prof. A. Heard you had some interesting stuff for us, already in Zancudo, apparently."

"Ja, 14. Zci Vi ztuff, nothink anyvun has seen before!"

"Well, can you tell me what it is? And will it be able to take down Alpha Target?"

"It most zertainly will be able to take out Trevor Villips. It is amazing vucking technology, don't insult my art!" Aldersflügel said, offended by the idea of this futuristic tech not killing Phillips.

"Well just tell me what it is, A."

 

***

"The invention is..."

 

A. An experimental time machine.

B. Something incredibly underwhelming.

C. A serum that allows soldiers to turn into bane-like super soldiers.

D. Cut to another character,

E. I don't want to do this future sh*t, something else maybe?

Edited October 19, 2015 by Mr. Fahrenheit

[combustion]

Sci-fi in GTA? I don't think those two mix very well...

[slimeball supreme]

Sci-fi in GTA? I don't think those two mix very well...

we can make it work

we made the aliens work, damn it

 

I actually intended on there being a 'yeah no' thing for the Sci Fi stuff, guess I didn't make it clear enough.

Edited October 19, 2015 by Mr. Fahrenheit

[Fallcreek]

It's just a phase that revolves around the lore of every chain story. The IV Chain Story had a bunch of crazy sh*t happen and it's still chugging along (admittedly it's the contrary at the moment, but the point still stands).

[slimeball supreme]

True. Maybe I should rewrite?

 

Eh.

[Homemade Dynamite]

B.

 

"Itz can control za birds! Yes da birds will follow your every commandz"

"You're sh*tting me right."

"I am notz zhitting you!" Aldersflügel said, angered once more.

"Show me."

"I waz hopin youd azk."

 

Aldersflügel brought out a bird from a cage underneath the table, took out the device, a metallic handband with a shining red light in the center.

 

"Gentlemen. What you are about to witnizz iz the greatizt invention. Trevor Villips will die!"

 

Aldersflügel pressed a button, and focused his mind towards the bird. He prepared to control its every move. The plan was to control an army of birds to attack Trevor. The light shines brighter, but something goes wrong. It's not working right. Then it shuts down, with nothing happening to the bird. Sweat runs down his face as he begins to panic, and every surrounding him looks angry.

 

What happens next?

 

1. They throw him out

2. He tries again, this time it malfunctions further and explodes, killing him instantly

3. We cut to another character, leaving what happens next ambiguous but know that it's nothing good

[free333uk]

hi can you help every time i go to my phone and pick on the internet it locks me from going to a other person or takes my mini map off or somtimes the phone stays on the screen please any one help thanks

[slimeball supreme]

hi can you help every time i go to my phone and pick on the internet it locks me from going to a other person or takes my mini map off or somtimes the phone stays on the screen please any one help thanks

thats not a very good chapper

 

option 3?

[Homemade Dynamite]

 

hi can you help every time i go to my phone and pick on the internet it locks me from going to a other person or takes my mini map off or somtimes the phone stays on the screen please any one help thanks

thats not a very good chapper

 

option 3?

 

Who's going to write it?

[slimeball supreme]

 

 

hi can you help every time i go to my phone and pick on the internet it locks me from going to a other person or takes my mini map off or somtimes the phone stays on the screen please any one help thanks

 

thats not a very good chapper

option 3?

 

Who's going to write it?idk man

doesn't even have any options

 

we're gonna have to not let that count

[Homemade Dynamite]

 

 

 

hi can you help every time i go to my phone and pick on the internet it locks me from going to a other person or takes my mini map off or somtimes the phone stays on the screen please any one help thanks

thats not a very good chapper

option 3?

Who's going to write it?

idk man

doesn't even have any options

 

we're gonna have to not let that count

 

Yeah, that was a real bummer seeing that there was finally a reply only to see that.