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Post by Don Ben Costello on Mar 28, 2009 10:36:25 GMT -5
*fifty million dollars
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Post by Don Ben Costello on Apr 29, 2009 10:36:18 GMT -5
Don Ben Costello is in Los Venturas, after he got a call from one of his Associates, Sam Fisher. He goes into his Office. He is waiting for Sam to arrive and take a seat. He goes into his minibar, taking out two shots of medium-dry Vodka.
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Post by pgizzle434 on Apr 29, 2009 18:31:17 GMT -5
The Don's desk phone rings. It's his secretary to let him know that Sam and his OGs will be at his office shortly. Meanwhile Sam and the rest of the OG 8 go through security. They get on the elevator and go the to the top floor or the building. They get off and go through security again. The group walks up to a huge pair of oak wood double doors with the letter "C" extravagantly carved in them.
Sam: *To himself aloud* This guy got taste.
As they enter the doors a huge flash blinds the group as they walk into what seems to be a meeting room complete with leather chairs, televisions, mini-bar, and divan (sofa). Sam tells his crew to chill on the sofa and let him handle the meeting. The OGs sat down and waited. Sam sits at the table and waits for the Don to enter. Sam looks out the window at the neighboring building and smile to himself. His spirits seem lifted.
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Post by Don Ben Costello on Apr 30, 2009 11:03:32 GMT -5
The Don enters.
Ben- Sam, you wanted to see me?
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Post by pgizzle434 on Apr 30, 2009 21:40:32 GMT -5
Sam steps from the window. His OGs look in amazement as they stare at Don Costello. Sam motions for them to go back to their converstaion and sits at the table.
Sam: Yes sir I did. I hope I didnt interupt anything important you had goin on but it's urgent.
Sam takes a deep breath. He collects himself and proceeds.
Sam: Well Don. As you and I had arrangenged. I started a street gang in Los Santos that would do things in your name. We run drugs and guns. And we push other gangs out of territory so you can monopolize in your selected "trades". But lately we have been getting really heated fights with the Ballas in Los Santos. I hooked up with a real cool cat and we have been partners in an alliance so we can effectively rival the Ballas. We are actually in the middle of a war with them as we speak. On to the point, my partner and I feel that someone is pulling strings. We dont know exaclty who, but when you sent Frank to help us out one time he said something about the Ballas wanting an "all-out war" and the next thing we know we got Ballas trying to crawl up our @$$. Then a Ballas territory we took over suddendly has a change of mind and they are basically on our territorial porch. Even more, while we was on our way over here, there was a drive by against us by, what was supposed to look like, my partner's gang. But his boys have been laying low lately. And to top it all off, one of my homies has gone missing. His disapperance is making it inconvienent as his gang set is our first line of defense but they arent really organized. So basically do you know ANYTHING about what's been goin on? And if not can you try to find out.
OG:*Yells in background* Fo sho homie!!! We need this setteled so we can get back to business. Everybody is losin money cuz of this.
Sam: Plus this dont look good for business. The streets of Los Santos startin to say we losin our edge. If you ask me somebody is plottin.
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Post by Don Ben Costello on May 1, 2009 9:19:17 GMT -5
Ben- Well, the reason why we knew that the Ballas were planning an all-out war is because we have a few Cops on our payroll. One of them is an Undercover Detective, working for the Ballas, but secretly operating for the Coppers. And I think I know who is pulling the strings. There is a greedy and corrupt Mexican Coke Baron called Rico Lopez, who has a tactic of copying his enemies moves, tactics, weapons, but also vehicles. And he has been arrested on several occasions, on suspicion of drug dealing with several Balla OGs. His main turf is at Little Mexico. I think his gang is in control of the Little Mexico Crack Strip, but he also owns the Little Mexico Betting Shop, as well as a small Taco Bell chain in Little Mexico.
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Post by Don Ben Costello on May 2, 2009 2:33:29 GMT -5
Ben's Phone rings. He takes the call.
Ben- Crap. Some other guy is pulling the strings, trying to frame me. He sent some goons after Lj, made Lj think that I sent those goons after you. I've done no such thing.
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Post by pgizzle434 on May 2, 2009 20:11:12 GMT -5
Sam and his boys jump up looking worried about Lj. Sam gets a real mean look on his face and turns to the Don.
Sam: All I know is that whoever this m^thaf^cker is, ima find them and skin them. Then ima use their skin to make some shoes. . Don, I respect you as my superior, a business man, and a straight up gangsta but I think this whole the Family running us idea aint gonna work out that well. We already got cats sweatin us cuz we gettin so powerful and we dont wanna mess yo stuff up cuz I know you got other sh*t happenin. So as of right now the Seville Brims are no longer leaches of the Costello Crime Family. Id love to keep workin wit you on an freind basis though. You know how to reach me if you wanna hook up. Let's go home guys
Sam and his crew leave the room and bid good bye to the assistant before the Don has time to answer. Sam picks his phone up and sees he has one missed call. He immediatley calls Lj.
Sam: Lj you really need to start pickin up the phone man. Tell me why the Don just told me that some cat named Cortez or Lopez or some sh*t like that. Any way Don said that the guy that sent those goons at you and me. I told him we ridin out of the Fam and we leavin now. Its just you and me now homie. HIT ME BACK ASAP!!!
As the Brims reach the door of the building they are stopped by some men in all white tuxedos. Sam has a puzzled look on his face as one of them reaches in his pocket...
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Post by pgizzle434 on May 4, 2009 21:52:14 GMT -5
The guy pulls out a big wad of money and gives it to Sam. Sam takes the money and when he opens his mouth to ask what it was for the men walk of silently. The Brims go back to the airport and catch a plane back to Los Santos. They feel uneasy as they land in their home.
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Post by Don Ben Costello on May 9, 2009 4:46:26 GMT -5
Business Name: Empire Casino
Business Type: Casino
Location: The Strip
Owner: Ben Costello
Protection: Costello Crime Family
Revenue: $5,000,000 weekly income
Upkeep: $1,500,000 weekly expenses
Business Information: 500 guards armed with Kevlar Vests, Night Vision Goggles and AK-47's
300 Waitors armed with Silenced 9mm's and Kevlar Vests
200 Bartenders armed with Stubby Shotguns and Kevlar Vests
150 Dealers armed with Uzi's and Kevlar Vests
2 Managers armed with Kevlar Vests and AK-47
5 Assistants armed with Kevlar Vests and Uzi's
15 Hotel Reception armed with Vests and Magnum's
15 Casino Reception armed with Vests and 25s
200 other Hotel staff e.g cleaners armed with vests and 9mms
(This is from first post of thread)
Ben collects $1,000,000.
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Post by Michaelangelo Diego on Jun 10, 2009 13:51:11 GMT -5
Mikey Diego walks into the establishment looking for Ben Costello.
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Post by Don Ben Costello on Jun 10, 2009 15:32:35 GMT -5
Ben's receptionist informs him that a man is looking for him, so he brings him to his Office.
Ben- Hello, my name is Ben Costello. I am the Don of the Costello Crime Family. So, you want to work for me? Okay then. Well, I do have a job for you. Some Capo in a small-time Sicilian crime family based in Chicago thinks he can muscle in on my turf. Well, I say no. I want you to kill him. Unfortunately, he is very cunning, as he has a very good reputation with the public, using that as a cover up for his illegal activities. He has killed 3 of my soldiers. Kill him, but make it look like an accident. Preferrably a traffic accident. That will do it. The pay is $2000.
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Post by Michaelangelo Diego on Jun 11, 2009 1:34:24 GMT -5
Mikey leaves the business, gets into his red Alpha and drives off to the airport.
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Post by Michaelangelo Diego on Jun 11, 2009 2:08:14 GMT -5
Michael walks into the Casino and into Ben's Office.
Mikey: The Capo is dead. I shot his tire, he lost control and drove off a cliff.
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Post by Don Ben Costello on Jun 11, 2009 11:12:59 GMT -5
Ben hands Mikey a cheque for $2,000. It can be used in any bank.
Ben- Come back tomorrow. I'll probably have some more work for you.
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