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Post by Carlos Torres on Jul 30, 2010 14:26:45 GMT -5
This Crackhouse Includes:
An Armoury
A drug lab in the basement
50 armed guards
A meeting room
A kitchen
A living room
A garage
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Post by Carlos Torres on Jul 30, 2010 14:37:18 GMT -5
Victor bursts through the door, holding a Rifa gang member.
V: I caught this punk riding around our turf!
Carlos stands up, holding his baseball bat. Then Angelo comes in.
A: Quick, get him out of here before Hector arrives!
C: Where should we put him?
A: Take him upstairs.
Carlos and Victor carried the unconscious man upstairs just as Hector came in the door with Manuel.
Carlos and Victor beat the rival gangster with baseball bats. Carlos then slammed a bag down onto the rival's head and suffocated him while Victor still beat him. Finally, the Rifa gangster lay dead. Carlos tied the bag around the man's head to be sure. Then they through him out into the river below.
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Post by Orlando Madison on Jul 30, 2010 21:11:29 GMT -5
A few minutes later, Orlando Madison pulls up to the front of the crackhouse with a 1/2 ounce of the new drug, JAYROMA. He gets out of his car and walks up to the front door. An LC guard stops him:
Guard: Yo ese, you Ballas don't got no business here. Leave holmes.
The guard starts getting angry as Orlando grins at him:
Orlando: Check this out homeboy.
The guard puts his index finger into Orlando's bag filled with JAYROMA. The guard then tastes it, & loves it:
Guard: Orale, good shit... What you want?
Orlando: I wanna speak to your gang's leader.
Guard: Hmmm... go ahead upstairs, there'll be a meeting room to your right. Wait there, I'll tell the boss you want to speak with him.
Orlando: Cool.
Orlando gives the guard a pound as he makes his way to the meeting room & waits there.
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Post by Carlos Torres on Jul 31, 2010 6:27:44 GMT -5
(By the way, Carlos isn't the leader, Hector is.)
As Orlando makes his way up, Carlos stops him.
C: Who said you could come up here, pendejo?
O: The guy downthere.
C: (Spanish) Fernando! Did you say this guy could come up?
F: Si'!
Carlos pats Orlando down and removes his weapons.
C: OK, ese, go on through.
Hector looks at Orlando and smiles.
H: So, what would to like to talk about?
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Post by Orlando Madison on Aug 1, 2010 11:44:41 GMT -5
Orlando smiles as he pulls out his 1/2 ounce bag of JAYROMA. He sets it on a nearby table:
Orlando: Sample that shit homie, tell me what you think of it. If you like the product I can supply your men with probably 200 pounds of this every week. In return, I just ask for your cartel to become allies with my street gang out in Los Santos. In times of war, like right now, we need your help.
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Post by Carlos Torres on Aug 1, 2010 12:08:28 GMT -5
Hector samples the JAYROMA and loves it.
H: We have a deal.
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Post by Orlando Madison on Aug 2, 2010 1:23:53 GMT -5
Orlando: Cool homie. You can finish the rest of that shit.
Orlando gives Hector a pound & leaves back to LS.
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Post by Michaelangelo Diego on Aug 2, 2010 4:01:18 GMT -5
Mikey enters the crackhouse as the Ballas leave. He is then stopped by Fernando.
F: What you want, hombre?
M: I have an appointment with Hector.
Fernando nods and lets Mikey enter. He is escorted by three Carnales. They show him to a small room with a table and some chairs around it. At the other end of the table is Hecter, still sampling the JAYROMA.
M: You got my message I see?
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Post by Carlos Torres on Aug 2, 2010 4:02:30 GMT -5
Hector lights up a cigar and smokes it.
H: So you want to be allies?
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Post by Michaelangelo Diego on Aug 2, 2010 4:04:08 GMT -5
M: Yes. You help me in LS, I supply you with anything.
Mikey then notices the stockpile of weapons from Emmet.
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Post by Carlos Torres on Aug 2, 2010 4:05:18 GMT -5
Hector throws Mikey a shotgun.
H: We have a deal. Take this as a token of my gratitude.
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Post by Michaelangelo Diego on Aug 2, 2010 4:05:55 GMT -5
Mikey then gets up and nods. Then he leaves with the shotgun.
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Post by Orlando Madison on Aug 8, 2010 17:01:55 GMT -5
Orlando receives a phone call telling him what went down out in Doherty:
Orlando: Fuck!!! Those Ganton bitches have gotten in my way for the last time! Get the word out... it's all out war in LS.
Orlando then hangs up as he gets his crew strapped.
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Post by Jackie Gambetti on Aug 30, 2011 1:07:32 GMT -5
Three black SUVs pull up to the front of the building. Dozens of masked Gambetti soldiers poor onto the streets, armed with Thomson machine guns. They surround the crackhouse and begin to open fire on all of the crackhouse's guards. Several soldiers are killed as they shoot over 200 rounds of bullets into the building and throw two hand grenades through the shattered windows afterwards and blow it up from the 1st floor. They all then get back into their cars as the building collapses and drive off with the sound of police sirens in the distance.
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