-=DarkZero=- Posted May 1, 2003 Author Share Posted May 1, 2003 Berreta slowly turns into the tunnel,slowly comming to a hault stepping out. "This better be it,Im not driving any more.." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jokemaster Posted May 1, 2003 Share Posted May 1, 2003 *right behind Berreta* Jack: Get out of the car. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
-=DarkZero=- Posted May 1, 2003 Author Share Posted May 1, 2003 Berreta looks in the mirrior to the back. Stepping out completley. "Heh..."Slowly putting his hands around the back of his belt line "well?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jokemaster Posted May 1, 2003 Share Posted May 1, 2003 *sirens approach* Jack: You follow me *kicks down matinance exit door and goes through, motioning for Berreta to do the same.* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Captain LeChuck Posted May 1, 2003 Share Posted May 1, 2003 Thought you could get rid of me, Berreta? *Ted stands leaning towards the wall just around a corner* You owe me some cash, man. And I need it now. 200 bucks. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
-=DarkZero=- Posted May 1, 2003 Author Share Posted May 1, 2003 Berreta glances at ted,then looks to jack motioning him,then turns back to ted. "ya know what?! it's 200 dollars,you wont be alive to get it" Berreta grabs his berettas and opens fire on ted,then the cops turn the lights on the three,an he ducks in the door with jack "Let's go!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Captain LeChuck Posted May 1, 2003 Share Posted May 1, 2003 *Dodges his shots* Mutha****er! I'll get you for this! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jokemaster Posted May 1, 2003 Share Posted May 1, 2003 *Brian and Gerard get out of one cop car, with 14 cop cars and 2 swat vans following, everyone gets out of their veichles and point guns at ted* Gerard: DROP ANY GUNS YOU MAY BE CARRYING AND PUT YOUR HANDS ON YOUR HEAD! -------- *Jack leads Berreta through some tunnels, coming out in the street* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Captain LeChuck Posted May 1, 2003 Share Posted May 1, 2003 ****ing cops! I dont got no ****ing guns! Chase those damn mutha****ers instead! *Puts his hands on his head* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jokemaster Posted May 1, 2003 Share Posted May 1, 2003 *a cop steps forward and handcuffs Ted* Cop: You are under arrest for obstructing a federal investigation. You have the right to remain silet, anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. Do you understand these rights? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
-=DarkZero=- Posted May 2, 2003 Author Share Posted May 2, 2003 Apon arrival of the streets,Berreta ignites a joint an puffs. "Well that was close,poor ted."He laughs with a relief Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jokemaster Posted May 2, 2003 Share Posted May 2, 2003 Jack: your warehouse is gonna get hit tonight, you know that right? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
-=DarkZero=- Posted May 2, 2003 Author Share Posted May 2, 2003 "I care why?" Berreta takes a seat on the curb,"I have all the money Imma need from here on then,and those who work there are bitches any ways,I need some real buisness,not dealin." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jokemaster Posted May 2, 2003 Share Posted May 2, 2003 Jack: when you try to walk out of the business and tell them you want to go legit they will kill you, they will make your life miserable and make you come back begging to get back in, i can help you out Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
-=DarkZero=- Posted May 2, 2003 Author Share Posted May 2, 2003 "Ain't no one gonna touch me!" Berreta stood,and headed across the street. "Man! if I need the help I'll call,i got **** to take care of." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mandalorian54 Posted May 2, 2003 Share Posted May 2, 2003 New charachter: John Smith. For info see (The Transporter) minus the asian chick. Name is just there cuz I can't remeber his real name, but it's all good, doesn't have to be exacly the same. --------------------------- Smith enters a cheap restraunt and heads over to a table in the back. Two men are sitting at the Table, a kocky thin brat with a ratty gotee, and a man in a brown suit, body guard by the looks of him. "I'm here for some buissness," Smith announces plainly. The body guard looks up and nods; the brat stares straight ahead while sitting sprawled cassually across the restraunt bench. Smith sit's down. As he slides into the seat the young man sparks up, " The names Jo-" Smith cut's him off. "No names, rule number 1." The kocky man smiles, folds his hands, and leans forward showing a few gold teath. A thin gold chain dangles beneath his blue silk shirt. "Oh ya, foregot." The kocky man lifts a small briefcase from beneath the table and slides the silver case across to Smith. Poping it open Smith is pleased with what he sees but keeps a straight face. The man leans back in his seat and says, "Ten grand, it's all yours. Just bring the package to this location, and drop it off at the rear door. You won't see anyone." He slides a paper with the adress to Smith who accepts it and slips it into his suits inner pocket. "The packages weight?" Smith asks. "Mabee ten pounds." "Pleasure doin buissness," Smith forces a smile. "My man'll give you the package on the way out. Deliver it at 9:00 sharp. any later and you just might wake up dead." He pauses and stares idolly for a moment, obviously realizing the senslessness of what he just said. Smith cant help a weak smile and heads to the door where he's slipped a small crate. Smith carries the crate and places it in the trunk of his black mercadies, then drives off into the evening sunset. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jokemaster Posted May 2, 2003 Share Posted May 2, 2003 *Jack takes out his cell phone* Jack: Yeah, claims he doesn't need help. No, something big is gonna happen at his warehouse tonight though. Yeah let him go. --------- Cop *to ted*: you're free to go *Cop snaps the handcuffs off ted* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
-=DarkZero=- Posted May 2, 2003 Author Share Posted May 2, 2003 Walking alone through the alley's,looking at thug's and gangster figures stay alive,the homeless thrive... "Man..." He increases his speedto reach the end of the alley, one thought flows through his mind,one name...'Aisha' What if she was killed, kidnapped,raped...the thoughts clustered together making him edgy. He walks slowly towards a red car that simulated his younger brothers before he was killed,along with his mother and father.... "No...If they plan to work my buisness out,then I'll play them like fools." Berreta grabs his cell an places a call. Back at the warehousethe workers smirked. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jokemaster Posted May 3, 2003 Share Posted May 3, 2003 Gerard: Jam his phones. *Service on berreta's phones is suddenly cancelled, the warehouse's phone lines are blocked* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
-=DarkZero=- Posted May 3, 2003 Author Share Posted May 3, 2003 Berreta is seen by some east side cripts as he runs towards his warehouse,they decide to jump him with bats,they surround him."Hey it's a blood bitch,lets **** him up!" Berreta throws his gun at one of the guys "I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS!"After shouting,berreta pulls out an m4 submachine from his trench an starts waisting them away. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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