Chain Story (Reboot)

[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

 

Yeah, that was a real bummer seeing that there was finally a reply only to see that.True, what even is this?

 

I'll be waiting for someone to write a new chapter, and that person will be not me!

Edited October 20, 2015 by Mr. Fahrenheit

[hasidichomeboy]

1.

 

They all throw him out of the building, literally. "Come back when you actually make something useful, f*ckbrain!"

 

Then Aldersflugel gets annihilated by a plane that crashes into him.

 

Do we cut to...

 

1. Ray

 

2.Agent 47

 

3.Micheal, Trevor, Frankling

 

4.Achban

Edited October 20, 2015 by ChickenAndBeer

[Homemade Dynamite]

RESERVED.

[Homemade Dynamite]

3.

 

Michael arrived home at his nice home in fake old Rockford Hills, fortunately there wasn't any helicopter there now. He poured himself a hot cup of tea as he began thinking this Dan person. He didn't know if he could trust him. Sure, he talks a good game, but a supposed "buddy" could stab their friends in the back at any moment. He should know, he did it before. Michael took a seat, a stereo next to him was set to Los Santos Rock Radio playing

. He loved his old rock music. After several moments, he got another text message. This one was from another unknown person.

 

Del Perro Pier in one hour. We're on the same side, and I'm looking for work.

 

"f*ck it, another one?"

 

Well, he was good enough to figure out how to contact him, though that's not too impressive since a little sh*t like Rickie Lukens could do it. Might as well see what he has to say. Michael ran out to his Tailgater and drove off. He called Franklin, he wasn't going to meet some stranger all by himself.

 

"Hey, F. Sorry to trouble you again. But there's another guy, who claims to be my friend, who wants to speak with me at Del Perro Pier. If I had to guess, he wants to join our crew."

"sh*t dawg, another one? We must be getting popular or somethin'. A'ight dude, I'll come over."

 

Michael was feeling a little pissed off. He had just gotten home after meeting up someone who wanted in on his crew, now there's another one trying to join in? Clearly these people were determined to become important to the story to make a lot of cash for their skills. But still, if these people can contribute, then it might be worth the hassle.

 

After his arrival at Del Perro Pier, nobody showed up to greet him. Of course, now he has to wait. Again. A few minutes passed and Franklin showed up, That was a relief, now he'll have company if this stranger shows and tries something funny.

 

"Yo dude, where he at?"

"I don't know. If he doesn't show up in the next ten minutes, I'm leaving."

 

Nine minutes passed, and Michael just about gave up. That is, until a tall man in a suit carrying a briefcase showed up, approaching Michael. He appeared to be in his early-30s.

 

 

Note: Michael is in blue, Franklin is in green, the man is in red,

 

"Hello, Michael. You don't know me, but I know you."

"Oh is that how greet everyone?"

"Dude, give me one good reason I should trust you."

"Because I want to work for you. Let's just say I've had some... experience in the field."

 

The man quickly open up his briefcase to show two suppressed handguns, they didn't look cheap. He closed it fast, it wasn't the best idea to flash them around in public.

 

"Damn dude."

"You want to join my crew?"

"Yes, I grow tired of taking out targets for a pay of one-hundred thousand. I'm looking for something a little more... substantial."

"I'll consider it, if you're as good as you claim."

"I am. You can call me Dryden, by the way."

"Alright... Dryden. How'd you find me?"

"I have connections."

 

 

He was keeping it vague, of course. Dryden took out a paper card, and handed it to Michael. All it said was a phone number.

 

 

"You can contact me whenever you need me, I'll fight as long as the pay is good. You won't regret it."

"Yeah, I f*cking better not."

"I think it's time I leave. Not the best place to be talking about such matters. 'Til we meet again."

"Yeah, yeah."

 

Two crew members in one day, it was crazy. How where these people finding him anyways? Dryden waved goodbye and walked away. Franklin looked at Michael, clearly concerned.

 

"Dude, are we just gonna let in every nigga who wants join?"

"I don't know. If they're good, there is no harm done. I'll keep him in mind. Now let's get out of here, I've had enough of the Pier for one day."

 

 

Michael and Franklin walked away, both tired of coming to Del Perro Pier.

 

Who do we cut to now?

 

1. Dryden

2. Trevor

3. Agent 47

4. Achban

5. A new character named Ellie

[slimeball supreme]

Reserved.

[slimeball supreme]

4.

 

Why?

 

Achban couldn't exactly comprehend what had happened, not just today - but over the past few weeks. It seemed like everything would end well. Every single f*cking thing. Abbot was satisfied, Lester had vanished, the Fins up in Las Venutras were impressed. Why did everything have to go to sh*t so fast after the government deal? His constant obsession with Trevor Phillips, the ferry hallucinations, the motherf*cking Shadow. And now this. Being put in charge of a pseudo-paramilitary organisation after spending a couple days pretending to be someone else and a sh*tload of time spent running. Constantly.

 

"Ay, Keith?" A man called from the front of the Barracks he was riding in. "You all right, man?"

"Yeah, I'm fine... I guess."

 

Achban needed a solution. They were now entering city limits, Carcer Radio returning, the station in question being CCRNN - Carcer City Radio News Network.

 

"...coming up next - shootout on the Carcer City Highway, and the most beautiful kitten in the Wo- uhhh... we've got breaking news here, a possible terrorist act on the Cottonmouth IAA Headquarters, more than thir-"

 

The men in front switched the station off. They needed to hear the people in the back... and Achban was on the phone.

 

"Achban, miten menee? Voinko auttaa?"

 

~

Dryden sighed into the phone.

 

"sh*t, okay. I'm in." Dryden began.

"No f*cking specifics. We need to talk in person. I'll send you the deets."

 

The phone hung up. Of f*cking course.

Shouldn't have done the job. f*cking shouldn't have. The f*cking flak of it. How dare that pleb treat him like that? The highest profile assassin on the goddamn West Coast? Pete's sake.

 

Walking down to the car park down below Del Perro Pier, Dryden questioned the exacts of the job. Freelancing was tough, heading from city to city. What was worse was when the client wanted you to be specific. That was tough. You couldn't set up an assassination so easily, nothing really works like that. You don't have the guy walking around and doing things just as planned, something always slips up. Like that time in San Fierro, being asked to murder a politican, John Hunter.

 

After a depressing governmental run for Liberty State Governer. He and the other forerunner, Michael Graves, were running for the race in an old-fashioned blueish-red Independent versus a Republican, when both were taken out of the race for assault on a minor and pedophilaia. Both applied to each other. Michael Graves called Dryden's number one afternoon to request a hit on Hunter, who at the time was re-running in the much more relaxed state of San Andreas. The client wanted to be specific, though. Dress up in a unicorn outfit and bludgeon Hunter with a Dildo Bat during a speech at SF's city hall. It didn't end as planned.

 

Now, he was being asked to infiltrate a heist syndicate and take down the ring man, Lester Crest. Crest was a nearly untraceable hacker from Illinois, who had found his way through North Yankton crime circles before ending his scurry throughout the West and Midwestern States by lobbing his crippled ass down in El Burro.

 

Suddenly, Dryden's phone buzzed. He'd been texted back by the client.

"Meet me at East Vinewood Graveyard - peace brah"

 

What a moron.

 

~

A couple of hours later, Dryden had arrived at the graveyard. Exiting his Black Steel Sentinel, he approached the shady looking man at one of the graves.

 

***

Suddenly, out of nowhere...

 

A. The client is sniped.

B. The client pulls a gun on Dryden.

C. An explosion rocks the vicinity.

D. A swarm of insane birds attack the town, escaped from far away Cottonmouth.

 

E. We switch characters.

Edited October 22, 2015 by Mr. Fahrenheit

[free333uk]

hi on gta 5 the internet is not working its comes up then goes off then locks the screen cant change to a other player then some times the little map goes off can any one help please i dont whont get rid of my saved game and start again i am doing well help

[slimeball supreme]

hi on gta 5 the internet is not working its comes up then goes off then locks the screen cant change to a other player then some times the little map goes off can any one help please i dont whont get rid of my saved game and start again i am doing well help

 

Stop posting here.

[hasidichomeboy]

 

hi on gta 5 the internet is not working its comes up then goes off then locks the screen cant change to a other player then some times the little map goes off can any one help please i dont whont get rid of my saved game and start again i am doing well help

Stop posting here.

 

Forever.

[Homemade Dynamite]

Is anyone going to continue soon? Because if no one else does, I will.

[slimeball supreme]

Go ahead, you don't need to ask.

[Homemade Dynamite]

Ok, Reserved.

[Homemade Dynamite]

B.

 

"Well, hello Dryden."

"What is your business with me?"

"Nothing much really."

 

The shady man had a sinister look on his face. Dryden didn't like the looks of this, not one bit. Then he laughed as he pulled a gun out. Dryden jumped out of the way before he could get shot, taking cover behind the tombstones. The man laughed hysterically as he fired off several rounds at him, each deflected by a tombstone. Now it was time for Dryden to make his move. The moment the man stopped, Dryden instantly took out one of his pistols and shot the man. He screamed in pain as fell to the ground. Dryden then approached him with his pistol aimed at his skull.

 

What does he do now?

 

1. Finish him off and leave.

2. Get information out of him, then leave him there to be arrested by the authorities.

 

Or...

 

3. We cut to another character?

[combustion]

2.

 

"Forgot how to aim properly, eh?" Dryden said, firmly holding his pistol.

The man groaned in pain.

"Why did you try to kill me?"

"Listen to me, bruh... I was sent to kill you by..."

 

Before the client could complete his sentence, his head was blown off. Dryden knew he didn't do there and immediately guessed that there was sniper nearby. He quickly ran to his Sentinel.

 

He attempted to start his car, but the car wouldn't. Instead it gave out sounds of low fuel. Someone stole his petrol. Then the front glass shattered as a bullet pierced through it and blew the passenger head rest off. "Should have gotten bullet proof glass!" Dryden said to himself, as he got out of the car and ran to the back and took cover behind his dead Sentinel. He noticed a remote controlled explosive attached to his number plate, and ran off, as the car exploded in the back.

 

The sniper stopped firing. The sniper though that Dryden would not have survived that explosion. Dryden was lying behind a tombstone, panting for his breath as he saw his Sentinel burning. People nearby started screaming, and the police was called. The fire department was on its way too.

 

"It's a planned attack... someone wants me dead." Dryden said, wiping sweat from his forehead.

----

 

"Boss, where have you been?" Ron asked Trevor as soon as he answered the call.

"I had to take care of some business in Stab City... I have to take care of your mess, Ron. We won't be hearing from the Lost MC again."
"I'm sorry, boss. I had no time to look business back in Blaine County, I got busy with your new heist." Ron replied.

"I'm forgiving you, for this time. You better make sure you work or else you will be missing some of your fingers, you idiot." Trevor replied. "Say, how's things in LS? Where's Michael?" Trevor asked Ron.

 

"He said he is going to Carcer City, boss."

"Carcer City? What is that s**thead up to now?" Trevor hung up.

"I don't know, boss."

----

 

47 knocked out a guard and took his silenced Pistol. He had already found out a way to contact Dwayne and told them that he was held in an abandoned building somewhere in East Los Albos, Carcer City. Dwayne replied that he had sent a rescue team, and they coming to get him and Mitch. 47 walked a few feet, and then entered a room. Mitch stood there, tied up while a fat man was eating. 47 took out his already bloody knife and threw it, the knife going right through the fat man's tiny neck.

 

"47! Your back!" Mitch screamed in happiness.

 

"Stay quiet, Mitch. We need to get out of here." 47 replied, as he took his knife and wiped the blood on the fat man's tight shirt. "Come, let's go." 47 said, and left the room. Mitch ran to the other side and picked up a silenced pistol. He has played Righteous Slaughter for years, but this was the first time he has held a gun in his life.

 

He caught up to 47, who found a ladder, heading downstairs.

"Who are these guys? Where's my uncle?" Mitch asked, as he started descending.

 

"I'll tell you later. Follow me and be quiet." 47 said. They both came to the ground floor of the warehouse. The floor was surprisingly well-lit, compared to the other floors. The exit was right in front of them, but it was below, and there was a small staircase to the left of them. The room had a few Shadow guys, but 47 also noticed some FIB agents.

 

"The FIB? What are they doing here?" 47 asked to himself. Mitch then spoke, "Look there, 47" He said, pointing to a wreckage of a fighter plane.

 

"A P996-LAZER, the one shot down in Arizona last week." They both said, and shared a look to themselves.

 

The FIB was the one who attacked the Merryweather fighter plane. 47 noticed Mitch holding a gun. He was not surprised. "Alright, we need to get out now. Avoid killing the FIB, but if there is a situation to do so, kill everyone. I have stolen some smoke grenades, I'll throw them down, we cover our faces and make a run to the door. We then steal a car and meet with your Uncle's team in Central." 47 said, and took out two smoke bombs from his pocket.

 

What happens next-

1. The smoke bombs fail to detonate; 47 and Mitch are forced to kill all the guards.

2. Someone approaches them from behind.

3. They successfully escape and steal an FIB Buffalo and regroup with Michael.

4. Mitch comes up with another plan.

[svanderman]

2.

 

"Allright, that might work," Mitch said. "Or you can do this," Michael appeared behind 47 and Mitch. He was holding two miniguns. "Hey Michael, you're late," 47 said. Michael grinned, "not too late, apparently." He put one of the miniguns on the ground and pointed the other one at some FIB agents. "No," 47 said, "no innocent victims." Michael looked at 47 disappointed, and sighed. "Allright, I got a helicopter on the roof. We can use ir to escape. We can also get away in one of the Shadow's sports cars, or in a police car.

 

What happens next?

1. The guys try to escape in the helicopter, but it won't start.

2. The guys try to escape in a Shadow car, but are spotted by the FIB.

3. The guys try to escape in a police car, but it's rigged with a car bomb.

4. The guys decide to take out all FIB agents before escaping.

Edited October 24, 2015 by svanderman

[Corndawg93]

I'm not familiar with this so I'm just gunna wing it

 

4. The guys decide to take out all FIB agents before escaping.

 

They shoot the FIB agents and get on there way

 

What happens next

1) They crash

2) Devin Weston happens

3) The car breaks down

[combustion]

1.

 

The three get into a matte black Grotti Carbonizzare. The car wasn't in its best condition, the interior was littered, the dials were cracked and dusty, and worst of all, the car was never serviced and didn't deliver it's potential. But a sports car is a sports car, and 47 got into the drivers seat while Michael occupied the passenger seat. Mitch sat in the back seat, as he was the one who could sit there without sawing their legs and arms off.

 

47 started the engine. The car didn't growl like a Grotti. That's when they realised that it was just a first generation Coquette kit-car, designed to imitate a Carbonizzare. 47 hammered the accelerator, and drove out of the compound, but while turning, crashed into an armoured Patriot. The car's plastic body bent and the metal body of the Patriot crushed the Coquette's tiny engine. Then there was the fire.

 

The three realized that they have crashed into a convoy of the Carcery City Shadow. 47 instantly identified that the convoy was carrying the leader of the Carcer City Shadow, and if he overheard correct, new members too. They decide do-

 

A. Run back to the building and get into Michael's helicopter.

B. Fight the Shadow.

C. Act as FIB Agents

D. Avoid gunshots and steal a FIB Buffalo

Or

E. We switch to any other character.

[svanderman]

E.

 

"So, who do we have here?" Phillip asked Maria at the police station with the car impound. "He is saying he works for the federal government. Says his name is Ray." "Well," Phill asked, "should we believe him?" Maria shrugged. "And what about the other guys on top of the building, what happened to them?" "They flew off in a Valkyrie before we arrived." Phill sighed, "Is it okay if I ask this Ray some questions?" Maria replied with a short "Be my guest."

 

Phill entered the interrogation room. "So, mister...?" He looked at Ray, but Ray didn't seem to have any intention to tell Phill his last name. "How should I call you?" "Just Ray please. I shouldn't tell you my real name. Assuming you don't want to be iced by some IAA assassin, that is." "Listen Ray, I am officer Phillip B. Those guys that escaped in the Valkyrie, who were they?" Ray sighed. He hated being this mysterious know-it-all. Phill looked like an honest guy.

 

"Allright Phill, I'll speak. The guys that kidnapped me were amateurs. They called me uhm... Achman? No, no it was eh..." "Achban?" Phill looked shocked while pronouncing that name.

 

***FLASHBACK***

Alderney City, 2010

"Hey Phill, you allright? You look a bit pale."

"Pale?! Are you f*cking kidding me?! You nearly blew me up!"

"Yeah, sorry 'bout that... I'm Achban by the way."

"Well, hey Achban, please turn around, drop your weapon, and put your hands behind your head."

"Oh come on Philly, don't be like that. I just saved your life!"

 

What happened then?

NOTE: these options are still in the flashback.

1. Achban shoots Phill.

2. Phill shoots Achban.

3. Phill arrests Achban.

4. Achban convinces Phill not to arrest Achban.

NOTE: this option takes place in the present.

5. We cut back to the present to any character.

Edited October 26, 2015 by svanderman

[slimeball supreme]

1.

 

"I said put your hands behind your head, 'Achban'." Phill barked.

Achban sighed. "You have to make things difficult, don't you?" Achban suddenly drew his weapon after, shooting Phillip in the abdomen before giving him a chance to think. Writhing there on the cold, hard concrete, Phill screamed for backup into his portable as Achban walked calmly away. The cold concrete was then matched suddenly by the heat of the roaring flames of the aftermath. Achban may have shot Phill in the stomach, a non-lethal part of the body, but he also had saved his life in a firefight by pulling a grenade on the attacking Kkangpae forces. Phill wondered over if he should be glad or sad before falling into the inky blackness of unconsciousness.

 

~

That day had been one of his worst in the force, before he transferred to the LSPD. Sure, that spot was taken by the response callous to the Airport Shootout a few days prior, but that fateful day still haunted Phillip. He sat down on a nearby chair and tried to take his bearings.

 

Confusedly staring over at Phillip, both Maria and Ray watched as the man broke down in the seat.

"Is he... uh... usually like this?" Ray asked.

"No, strangely." Maria responded. "Must've hit a nerve."

 

~

The phonecall had ended a few minutes prior. Achban had sorted out some requests for the Finnish Mafia Boss, Teemu Kyollnen. They were simple, but they'd get the job done. Even the deal with The Shadow appeared to be settled, as the convoy would be taken to Carcer Shadow HQ in East Los Albos where affairs would be sorted and the two remaining East Coast Leaders would sort out their game plan - LS or Hong Kong. Unfortunately, any mirage of planning and safety was crushed as a black sports car slammed into the side of one of the escort Patriots. The people inside - some guy in a battered suit, another in a more groomed attire - pulled out SMGs and fired on the convoy.

 

Sparks started flying, bullets zipping past. Achban screamed for some guys to take care of the wounded as he snuck around to the back of the convoy.

 

***

Taking plans into consideration, Achban/Keith decides to...

 

A. Sneak around a silently attack the attackers.

B. Rush the attackers.

C. Get the convoy to evacuate, leaving him behind.

D. Get the convoy to evacuate, with Achban inside.

E. Cut to another character.

Edited October 28, 2015 by Mr. Fahrenheit

[svanderman]

C.

 

"Hey Adrian!" Achban shouted, "leave with the rest. I'll handle this situation." "Aye boss, be safe." Adrian left.

Achban looked around. The men in the car seemed to be running towards the building. There is a helicopter on the roof, Achban thought, I better hurry. Achban pulled out an SNS Pistol, a weapon commonly used by The Shadow, and pointed it at one of the two men. Suddenly, Achban noticed a kid also running towards the building. The Shadow had strict rules about hurting children, but there was noone around anyway. Achban aimed at Mitch's leg and...

 

1. Decides not to take the shot.

2. Misses the shot.

3. Shoots Mitch's leg.

4. Kills Mitch.

5. Is shot himself.

Edited October 28, 2015 by svanderman

[combustion]

2.

 

"How could I miss?" Achban asked himself, after he failed to shoot the escaping teen. That boy was agile, and made it inside the building. Achban entered the HQ of the Carcer City Shadow, and was greeted with dead bodies of FIB Agents and fellow Shadow operatives.

 

A though crossed into Achban's mind about the reputation of the escapees. All he heard was that the guy in the battered suit was a professional hitman from San Fierro and was sent to protect the kid, who's family had dealings with the IAA. He did not know much about the third guy though.

 

Achban followed Mitch to the helipad at the rooftop. There was no Shadow agents in the entire building, all were wiped out, and Achban realized that he made a mistake by sending the convoy away. He saw all three of them at the roof. There was something familiar about the guy in the fancy suit... Achban had seen him somewhere.

 

"Freeze!" Achban confronted them, tightly holding his SNS Pistol.

 

"Listen pal, you don't have to die. Walk away like nothing happened." The middle-aged man in the fancy suit replied.

 

"Die? You are the one who is going to die, fool." Achban shot out a reply.

 

"Listen kid, I've escaped death many times, but you are not going to." The man took out his Special Carbine rifle. Achban had to act fast. A SNS was no match against a German rifle. He had forgotten his SMG at Liberty City, and had two options, either surrender or kill one of them. Achban observed the eyes of the two men in front of him. The kid was hiding behind the black and green Maverick. Before Achban could decide, he felt a sting in his torso. A sting which he felt before, when he was first captured by the Shadow in Liberty City. But how? That's when he realized that the man in the suit was the same person he saw with Trevor in Liberty City. His enemy's team was escaping, but he couldn't stop them.

 

Achban collapsed to the ground and watched as the Maverick climbed altitudes. The kid, the escapee and the suit-guy were escaping.

"F**k!" He swore loudly.

 

What happens next-

A. We stay with Michael, 47 and Mitch, who fly to Los Santos.

B. We switch to Ray, in LSPD custody.

C. We forward to Achban, waking up in the doctor's room of the Shadow and gets questioned.

D. We switch to anyone from the Heist crew, planning something.

E. We switch to the Ballas, planning something big.

[svanderman]

B.

 

"Hey Ray, we just got a call, you were telling the truth. We're going to let you go." Ray smiled friendly. "Thanks Maria, but can I see Phillip one more time? I've got some questions for him." "Sure, I'll tell him to come."

 

Phillip entered the interrogation room a couple of minutes later. Ray was waiting for him there. "Hello Phill. Are you okay?" "Yeah sure." "Good. I just want to ask you a couple of questions, but you probably know that already. Now, first of all, what does the name 'Achban' say to you?" Phill told Ray the story (what happened in the flashback).

 

"Mhm, okay. And did he just get away after that?" "Yeah, I heard he was active in LS, that's one of the reasons I moved here. Did the guys on top of the building tell you anything about him?" "He apparently has a brother in Liberty City. Can't remember if they gave a name though." "Mhm, I'll look into it." "That'd save me a lot of time, Phill. Thanks. Can I have your number, so I can inform you if I find out anything?" Phill and Ray exchanged phone numbers and said goodbye.

 

Ray sighed when he walked outside. "Ahhh, fresh air." He took a second to enjoy being outside, before he got a text. "It's me, Michael. We're meeting in 20 minutes at the factory I told you about. Be there."

 

What happens next?

1. We cut to Michael, Trevor, Franklin, Ron, Wade, Dwayne, 47, Mitch, Packie, Lamar, Dryden, and Lester at the factory waiting for Ray to arrive.

2. We cut to the Big J and Tyrone in CJ's old house at Grove Street.

3. We cut to Achban.

4. We cut to a pregnant lady with 11 fingers.

Edited October 28, 2015 by svanderman

[combustion]

4.

 

A pregnant lady with 11 fingers stood outside Mount Zonah Medical Centre in Los Santos, holding a lit cigarette in her left hand, thinking whether she should cut off her extra finger or not. While deeply immersed in though, she felt that something was coming towards her and forced herself to look forward. She saw a rocket-propelled grenade arriving her way.

 

She, being pregnant, couldn't move fast and after the impact her body shattered into several bits, and her eleventh finger landed in the front window of a parked dark green Buffalo. At least she'd gotten rid of her extra finger.

 

Now we-

A.Cut to Achban.

B. Cut to the Heist crew at the factory.

C. Cut to Big J and his set of Ballas, planning something.

D. Cut to Ray, on his way to the factory.

E. Cut to Agent 14, planning an op with Don Percival and Merryweather.

[Homemade Dynamite]

Reserved.

[Homemade Dynamite]

B.

 

Michael, Trevor, Franklin, Ron, Wade, Dwayne, 47, Mitch, Packie, Lamar, Dryden, and Lester were all at the factory, waiting for Ray. Dryden hardly knew anyone there, they didn't know him. But they needed was the trust in each other, after all, they're going to put their lives on the line for each other, all in the name of money.

 

"Who's the new guy over here?" Packie asked.

"You can call me Dryden. I've heard of you Packie, you pulled off the bank job in LC. Impressive, but I hope we don't lose anyone this time."

"Hey, don't f*cking make fun Saint Michael!"
"Can it!" Lester shouted out. "God, can't a guy get some peace and quiet around here while he's trying to work?"

 

Michael stepped in, hoping to break the tension.

 

"Listen, it doesn't matter who you are. All that matters is your abilities to the team. I don't know much about Dryden, but if he's as good as he says, he could be valuable to the team."

 

A car pulled up in the driveway, it was Ray. He entered the room, and laid down a plan. What do they do?

 

1. Attack Merryweather

2. Attack the Ballas

3. Preform a heist

 

Or...

 

4. Cut to any other character

Edited October 28, 2015 by NightSpectre

[combustion]

2.

 

"We are going to attack a street-gang... the Ballas." Michael said as he stuck a picture of three dudes wearing purple jerseys in the planning board.

"The Ballas?" Everyone in the room were surprised.

"Some of you might know that we've broken into Humane Labs last month... the Ballas that accompanied us escaped there in an armored Insurgent, and they currently have 4 of those vehicles locked up in La Puerta. We can use those vehicles for escaping the army after we rob the secret weapon at Fort Zancudo."

 

"The Ballas have military vehicles?" Dryden asked, genuinely surprised.

 

"That's why us Families OGs getting busted all ova' town, n***a." Lamar replied.

 

The entire crew of over 30 people could not be used for robbing an street gang, so Michael selected eight of them: Himself, Franklin, Dwayne, Lamar, Packie, Taliana, 47 and Cletus.

 

Then Michael spoke, "We'll have Trevor, Wade and Dan following us close in a Maverick, while we escape in the vehicles. We must lose our enemies before we arrive here and deliver the vehicles. Expect aggression from Merryweather, they'll be happy to get their armored vehicles back, and the Ballas will try their best not to lose their gems."

 

There was a long sigh in the room, from the people who were not selected. Several of them had seen no action so far, just short meetings. Few were beginning to lose confidence the Zancudo Heist.

 

Dan reported the entire meeting to Ryan, who was still at the IAA HQ in Hong Kong. Trevor wasn't happy after seeing Lester, so he killed him again and burnt the corpse, hoping he'd never magically show up again. Eventually, they all dispersed.

----

 

Two purple Felons rolled up towards a newly purchased storage warehouse in La Puerta. Big J was driving one of them, and was furious. Terrence had posted a picture about the Insurgents in the warehouse in Snapmatic, and they could expect thieves any time.

 

"Get the security up, y'all." Big J said, as he and his set of Ballas walked towards a planning board in the heavily protected warehouse.

 

Mark had gotten a pirated instruction manual about Insurgents and found out how to drain the fuel in the heavily armored vehicle, so that anyone attempting to steal it would have a hard time moving it.

 

"Good thinking, fool." Tyrone said, as he watched Mark fill up many cans of diesel from the four Insurgents. Big J, Terrence, Mark and the other Original Covenant Ballas left, leaving Tyrone alone with the East Side Ballas' heavily-armed guards.

 

As Tyrone leaned on a purple first gen. Baller, a car similar to his, the warehouse is-

 

1. Attacked by the Los Santos Shadow.

2. Attacked by Trevor's heist crew.

3. Attacked by Merryweather; who come in through the roof and front door to reclaim their Insurgents.

4. Attacked by another street gang.

5. Attacked by a couple of youths trying their luck to get a military armoured vehicle.

Edited October 29, 2015 by Leo2301

[svanderman]

Don't you mean Ray instead of Dan?

 

2.

 

"Drop your weapon and put your hands on your head slowly," a voice behind Tyrone said. The voice sounded vaguely familiar.

"A... Aight man, I don't want no trouble dawg." Tyrone started shaking and did as the voice asked.

"Are there any other Ballas here?"

"No sir, they all left."

"Allright, if you don't do anything stupid you might live to see another day. Hey F! I got this guy right here. He's saying noone else is there."

"Okay M, sh*t, this gonna be easy."

The crew members all entered an Insurgent. "Allright, let's move it people!" Michael said, still holding Tyrone at gunpoint.

 

What happens next?

1. Tyrone wets his pants.

2. Big J arrives.

3. The backup helicopter crashes.

4. Something explodes.

5. We cut to a talking parrot.

Edited October 30, 2015 by svanderman

[Carbonox]

Having read all the pages now, I can proudly announce that I'm back in action, to do double duty in both chain stories. Although sadly I still don't have a complete grasp of what's going on. This thing needs a character database so badly.

1. Tyrone wets his pants.

Michael: Please tell me that stain in your pants is not what I think.

Tyrone: I can't f*ckin' help myself!

Michael: Right, well, since I remember you from the very first page, I'll let you live for now.

 

He cuffs Tyrone to a pole, then knocks him out for good measure and jumps into the nearest Insurgent's passenger seat, with Dwayne driving. Franklin is leading the convoy with Lamar alongside him, they're followed by Taliana and Packie, Cletus and 47, and the aforementioned Dwayne and Michael holding the rear.

 

1) The convoy's attacked by the Merryweather.

2) The convoy's attacked by Ballas, who found out about the robbery because Franklin yet again instinctively bleeted about it.

3) A missile from an unknown location hits the backup chopper.

4) A monster truck suddenly rams Dwayne and Michael off the road, without the others noticing.

5) We cut to some other character(s).

[slimeball supreme]

I have a good idea of all the characters. I could write it.

 

if i decide to stop being lazy

[Corndawg93]

5) We cut to some other character

 

We head all the way to Liberty City where Niko Bellic is watching tv while smoking a pipe, you know one that popeye would have

(Niko) This is some good sh*t

 

Who do we follow next???

1) Trevor

2) Michael

3) Tyrone

4) Devin Weston

Edited November 1, 2015 by Corndawg93