Post by pgizzle434 on Apr 19, 2009 12:03:44 GMT -5
Sam "BrimLow" Fisher calls his fellow members of the Seville Blvd Brims and tells them to meet him in Jefferson, key territory for the Rollin' Heights Ballas. Every one meets and Sam gives his orders.
Sam: Ok. Yall got the guns I gave yall right? Its 8 of us to we should to well in two separate cars. My car will roll first then the second should roll about a block behind. That way when we hit em they should still be shootin at us so the second car could hit em and they'll be unprepared. Everybody got it?
Others: *murmur in agreement*
They cars begin to roll and every thing proceeds as planned. They wind up shooting about 7 and killing 4 Ballas. They pull over at a Cluckin' Bell and grab something to eat. Suddenly the Ballas pull a drive by on them while they sit and relish in their victory. Everyone survives but one member is badly hurt. He is brought to the hospital where tempers flare over and an argument ensues.
Sam: We aint hittin em back. Thats what they want. They'll be ready and have back up. Not to mention they are only 7 of us to their few hundred in the city. It to dangerous right now.
Brim1: Come on 'Low man. They straight shoot at us. I aint goin out like that.
Sam: Cuz we shoot at them first. They wanted an eye for an eye.
Brim2: But that just it. You wanna let em do that and not do somethin about it.
Brim1: What happened to rule #7? "When in war strike so furiously that your opponent is stunned and cant retaliate"?
Sam: What happened to rule #12? "War is not fought on emotion and rashness"?
Brim1: Still man. I wanna let them know we aint playin.
Others: *murmur in agreement*
Sam sits and ponders the idea for a while.
Sam: Awight. Ya'll got it. Tell you what. Niggas doin drive bys are everyday sh*t for them. This time we send a message. Lets go.
Sam calls one of his homies in Jefferson and finds the word on the street. He finds that the Ballas who shoot at them earlier went around bragging about it. He also found out where the leader of the crew lived.
The Brims pull up to the leaders house. Sam grabs his pistol and knocks on the door while the other Brims hid nearby.
Sam: *Knocks on door*
BallasLeader: Who is it?
Sam: Hey. I somebody order a pizza?
BL: No. Get the f^ck outta here.
Sam: Seriously man. They gave me this address.
BL: I said "No". Now leave before I come put my pistol in ya face and squeeze it ya digg.
Sam: I wanna see you do it.
Sam hears a small conversation inside and hears someone say "Lil Blow go get the nigga outta here." When the door is opened he shoots the teen twice. The other Brims rush from their hiding places and storm the house, shooting Ballas on sight. After a short assault every Ballas in the house is dead. Sam looks in the fridge for something to drink and finds a stash full on money and drugs. The Brims take the money and drugs and burn the house down. When the Brims get back to their hood they are greeted like heroes and several people join on spot. Their numbers increase from 8 members to 17. Also, the OG 8 Brims split the money with each getting $12,000.
Sam: Ok. Yall got the guns I gave yall right? Its 8 of us to we should to well in two separate cars. My car will roll first then the second should roll about a block behind. That way when we hit em they should still be shootin at us so the second car could hit em and they'll be unprepared. Everybody got it?
Others: *murmur in agreement*
They cars begin to roll and every thing proceeds as planned. They wind up shooting about 7 and killing 4 Ballas. They pull over at a Cluckin' Bell and grab something to eat. Suddenly the Ballas pull a drive by on them while they sit and relish in their victory. Everyone survives but one member is badly hurt. He is brought to the hospital where tempers flare over and an argument ensues.
Sam: We aint hittin em back. Thats what they want. They'll be ready and have back up. Not to mention they are only 7 of us to their few hundred in the city. It to dangerous right now.
Brim1: Come on 'Low man. They straight shoot at us. I aint goin out like that.
Sam: Cuz we shoot at them first. They wanted an eye for an eye.
Brim2: But that just it. You wanna let em do that and not do somethin about it.
Brim1: What happened to rule #7? "When in war strike so furiously that your opponent is stunned and cant retaliate"?
Sam: What happened to rule #12? "War is not fought on emotion and rashness"?
Brim1: Still man. I wanna let them know we aint playin.
Others: *murmur in agreement*
Sam sits and ponders the idea for a while.
Sam: Awight. Ya'll got it. Tell you what. Niggas doin drive bys are everyday sh*t for them. This time we send a message. Lets go.
Sam calls one of his homies in Jefferson and finds the word on the street. He finds that the Ballas who shoot at them earlier went around bragging about it. He also found out where the leader of the crew lived.
The Brims pull up to the leaders house. Sam grabs his pistol and knocks on the door while the other Brims hid nearby.
Sam: *Knocks on door*
BallasLeader: Who is it?
Sam: Hey. I somebody order a pizza?
BL: No. Get the f^ck outta here.
Sam: Seriously man. They gave me this address.
BL: I said "No". Now leave before I come put my pistol in ya face and squeeze it ya digg.
Sam: I wanna see you do it.
Sam hears a small conversation inside and hears someone say "Lil Blow go get the nigga outta here." When the door is opened he shoots the teen twice. The other Brims rush from their hiding places and storm the house, shooting Ballas on sight. After a short assault every Ballas in the house is dead. Sam looks in the fridge for something to drink and finds a stash full on money and drugs. The Brims take the money and drugs and burn the house down. When the Brims get back to their hood they are greeted like heroes and several people join on spot. Their numbers increase from 8 members to 17. Also, the OG 8 Brims split the money with each getting $12,000.