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2 years ago ::
Sep 10, 2011 - 9:28PM
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The Mob Hit
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This all began on March 11, 2011. Stilwater was more quiet than usual and an extremely number of robberies were going on yet for some odd reason everytime someone made away with the Diamonds or whatever was the prize they always ended up dead in the next hour. I was going to find out how this whole fiascal even worked.
S. Correction Facility
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I walked in line in the new prison of Stilwater glad as ever that I was getting out in a few seconds. The guards rushed me to the counter where I recieved my belongings.
" Name Pleases? "
" Richard "Moe" Bentelli
" Ahhh, Richard. Your the guy I keep hearing about. I hope you aren't fighting this many people on the street as you did here. Watch your back... do't let the Mob "Game" fool you.
" The *Cut Off* "
" I can't speak on that son. "
I left out of the prison pondering on what the mob game was exactly. I got inside a taxi colored black. The driver was of Italian descent. I asked him his name and he simply gave me the response Lingetti. The man was chubby and had a bushy moustache and a drivers cap. We pulled out to Harrowgate and out of nowhere a man in all black, ya know gloves, ski mask etc. jumped in the car with a suitcase.
" Are those the diamonds?"
" How Did You Know? "
The Taxi driver pulled out a 12 Guage and shot the man sqaure in the chest. The blood splattered on me. I was told I had to get out on the corner of 3rd Ave becuase he had to go dump the body. I walked home with my duffel bag and as soon as I stepped in, Don LiaCheti Camone was sitting in a chair with his goons guarding him. He had been waiting for me for quite some time.
" It's about time you showed. I was beginning to think you forgot where you lived. Your Brownstone apartment isn't far from prison. "
" LiaCheti what the hell are you doing here? "
" I Have A Offer... You Can't Refuse. "
*He Points 357.Revolver at My Head*
" Your Going TO Play The Mob Game. No Questions Asked, Just take the any phone call you see and go find some diamonds. Bring Em All Back and You Win. Simple Right? Not Exactly, See there are alot of loop holes in this game and only you can find them out. "
" I just got out the Joint Camone! "
" So did the Westside Roller who framed you did too. "
" Huh? What You Know About Ice? "
" Play The Game...We'll Tell you all you want to know in due time. "
* The Revolver shot at my stomach.. Putting me Unsconcious to wake up and they were gone... *
Out
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2 years ago ::
Aug 10, 2011 - 11:32AM
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Damn this is awsome! That taxi driver didnt want any funny business in his cab lol. I'm really excited to see what happends next!!!
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2 years ago ::
Aug 10, 2011 - 9:31PM
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The PickUp Order Pt.1
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I was awaken out of my sleep on my couch by loud knocking on my door and window. I finally got up and slumped over to open the door and see that Camone's Goons were here. One of them wielded a baseball bat and the other one had a Luger. Something told me that for whatever the reason they were here, someone was going to be hurt.
They grabbed me with no hesistation to do so what so ever. The big buff guy look at me with a grim smirk and the other skinny guy had a crooked smile on him. From the way his veins looked on his neck, he may have been a cocaine user.
" Your going to do some odd jobs around town to find out where these fuckin diamonds are. "
" I don't want to get involved dammit! "
" I thought you might say that. "
He snapped his fingers and the big guy with the bat slammed the louisville slugger right into my gut. I fell onto my knees and they lifted me right up and dragged me into brown Justice.
My vision was blurry and my hearing was going in and out. They were saying words but I couldn't really hear em'. Their voices kept blanking out.
" Alright... Heres the .... Your Going To Co... Round' From Sunny... Gardens.. Capeesh? "
I didn't respond, they looked back at me to see how I was and then they realized I was half unconscious.
" Shit! He damn near out cold heheh. "
He will figure out what to do when we drop him off.
" Agreed. "
" It aint hard to spot our vehicle so lets not just drop him anywhere ya know. "
" Yeah Yeah, Can't let the beat cops go strolling pass us letting out a dead.. err half dead guy from our car. "
" You think he will live to see tomorrow? "
" Dollars To Doughnuts he do. "
* Shakes each other hand. *
" Lets put him on the middle of the projects parking lot. Hopefully one of those pesky fiends don't get to him. Espically not Joey The Junkie. "
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2 years ago ::
Aug 11, 2011 - 9:34AM
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Another damn good chapter there! I'm glad the stories section if back to a good pace like this!
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2 years ago ::
Aug 12, 2011 - 6:14AM
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^What Wetbizket Said, in both his comments
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2 years ago ::
Aug 15, 2011 - 1:19AM
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The Pick Up Ordr Pt.2
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I woke Up as soon as I hit the pavement. I swept myself down and looked at the half flashing lights on the buisness I was in front of, It said Lenny's Cafe. Geez, I thought they closed down this joint or was it Lenny retired? Ahh either way it goes, these Camone smooks won't leave me alone until I find these diamonds so it's best to get started here than anywhere.
I tilted my brim, made sure my pocket knife and pistol was in place. I lit my cigarette and cautionsly pushed the door open. It was packed, best time to collect money. Shit an guy like me knew nothing about doing anything of this so I would have to pretend I did and not let my imagination get the best of me. The life and blood of the Mob ran through Extortion, I guess I was the flesh that had to do the extortin'.
Everyone stared at me when I walked in and then went about there buisness. I looked for Lenny, nowhere in sight. A busboy thrusted past me, I pulled him by his shoulder and looked him in his eyes.
" I'm sorry sir. "
" Where is Lenny!? "
" He is uhh in the his office making tabs and black notes. "
I let go of the kid and walked to Lenny's door. I put my ear towards it and knocked.
" Who Is It? "
I knocked again.
" Who The FUCK is it? "
I busted it through with my pistol aimed at his head. Lenny got up and aimed at me.
" You have the balls to walk in on me? Lenny The Shark? With a fucking gun aimed at me. Then you expect to walk out unharmed? Fuck You! "
Lenny shot five times and then tried to reload. I lunged forward over his desk knocking him into the wall.
" What Do You Want Man? A Broad? Get One. My Wife? Take The Bitch. A Favor? Have One! Just don't kill me yet. "
" I'm just here to collect for Camone. "
" Well Why didn't you say that. Ehh, I'm A Thousand short but here's 4k. "
" Thank You. "
" No Thank You For Sparing Me. "
I jogged out of the building and made two other stops before spotting the two goons. I walked towards the car and out a nowhere a van pulled up next to them and a guy in black and white with black gloves and a silencer shot the driver in the head and drove away. I ran towards the car to see if the guy was alright.
" Holy shit! You alright guy? "
" Carl! Carl! Wake Up Carl! "
" Ughhh "
" Dammit. I'll take you to drop off the money. "
An Hour Later.
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" Dammit, he's dead. I'll have to go bury him. It was good driving with you kid. "
I stepped out the car.
" SHIT! "
I stepped in Camone's office. I emptied out all the cash on his desk.
" Here's your fuckin money. "
" I feel a touch of hostility "
" One of your guy's got there brains splattered and thats all you can say? "
" It's just life. "
He began counting the money.
" 1k short from Lenny... "
" Yehhh He payed what he could. "
" This is the sixth time he's did this. Whack him tonight. Address: 34th Street, Apricot Drive. 2202. "
" I don't want to do this. "
" Then I Kill You and Him. "
" There's always a damn loophole with you. "
" Just life... Make the hit before midnight. You got three hours. "
He continued writing papers and signing documents.
The Take Out Order.
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A two man crew, me and Joey pulled up across the street in front of the house. I looked at the gun and then at the house.
" You sure you can go through with this?? "
" Huhh. Yeh. "
I stepped outside the car and walked towards the backyard. He was brushing his teeth in the bathroom on the eastside of the house. I climbed through a open kitched window and walked towards the bathroom. I regret this choice.
I made spinned the ammo on my Colt Python magnum, Long Barrel, little shotgun. I turned the door corner and blowed the guy's brains out across the shower curtain. The blood splattered on me. I rubbed the guck off my face and washed my hands. I slipped on his medical gloves and dropped him in the shower and turned it on. His mop was right behind me. I cleaned up the mess and mad emy way back to the car.
The Job Was Done.
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2 years ago ::
Aug 15, 2011 - 1:10PM
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And the job was done lol. Lenny got what was coming to him! I'm lovin this story G!
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2 years ago ::
Aug 15, 2011 - 7:35PM
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It's mobtastic
nobody writes em like gangstarr4, he keeps that shit real and deadly
See that huge hole in the ground, that's my expectation for Saints Row4.
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2 years ago ::
Aug 15, 2011 - 8:02PM
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Man GS Just when I thought I was out...you pull me back in.
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2 years ago ::
Aug 15, 2011 - 11:24PM
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Paying Back The Murder
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I thought my job was done but I was actually wrong... Very much wrong. The guy who popped Camones's boy in the head was a contract killer. He was after me more than anybody from what it seemed like. I kept seeing him around everywhere I was at the time. I had to watch my back for this guy becuase it was making me nervous.
2:23 P.M
Denist Office.
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I walked out the office with my prescriptions and papers I needed to fill out. My hands were full so I had a nearby guy start my car and back out for me while I went to the restroom and bleeded the lizard. As Soon as I turned around my car exploded into a million shrapnels. I held both my hands on my head and said "Shit!". I threw my medicines and papers on the ground. If I hadn't let that poor kid start my car he wouldn't have been dead.
I rushed over to see him on the ground coughing. I crouched by and held his head while he tried to speak. I wish I could go back and redo what just happened! Jesus!
"*Cough* *Cough* I got it... *Dies*
" Dammit kid! *A Tear* I wish I never did this to ya. Imagine breaking the news to your mom. "
A mysterious black van rolled away quick, fast and in a hurry. I pulled out my pistol and shot seven times at the bastard. That guy was out to get me bad. I heard sirens coming so I decided to dash to my apartment with just two of my medicines. What had just happened didn't need to be witnessed by no one. I now realized that anyone in this "Game" or associating with a mobster or worker of the mob had a very, very short life expectancy.
I opened my door quickly and looked for a letter I had recieved earlier. I patted my pockets and then looked at the kitchen counter. This had the location of the first diamond. This was going to help me get out the "Game" faster but at the same time make the price on me bigger.
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