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Post by pgizzle434 on Jul 16, 2009 23:32:55 GMT -5
OG Ironside walks up to the corner. A few Brims follow him closely looking around for any cops and other gang members.
Brim: I dont see nobody Ironside. Ironside: Ok. BrimLow said we can move in if aint nobody else is here. Call the boys, tell em move into that apartment building. *Grabs another Brim* Go tag up the surrounding area. Make our presence known. Brim2: Ok. *Pulls spray paint out of his pocket and walks off*
Ironside pulls out his cell phone and call Sam "BrimLow" Fisher.
Sam:*Over the phone* What up? Ironside: What up BrimLow. Sam: What is look like out there man? Ironside: It all clear. I just told a few of my boys to move in and tag up the boundaries. Sam: Cool homie. How many should we get outta this? Ironside: I dont know just yet homie. From the size of the apartment building, I would guess we could get about 300-500 people outta this whole district. Sam: Cool. This is your turf now Ironside. Im puttin D2 as your 2nd in command. Ironside: I got you Brim. I would let ya down. Sam: Cool. Im out.
Ironside hangs up the phone and goes to the top of his apartment building. He looks around. All he can see is the newly claimed turf for his gang. The Chicano Brims are now a reality.
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Post by Benjamin Blanco on Aug 11, 2011 5:27:56 GMT -5
Ringo, one of Benny Blanco's boys is driving past the block when he spots several Brims on the corner. He scopes out the building and drives back to report what he's seen to Benny.
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Post by Benjamin Blanco on Aug 11, 2011 18:30:42 GMT -5
Ringo follows Benny's orders and sends a few of his solders to keep up a thorough weekly inspection scoping out the corner to make sure no business is being conducted in Chicano by the Brims.
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