Post by Darius Saint on Dec 6, 2009 14:19:21 GMT -5
Darius and a coupla LSB were talking outside Reese's Barber Shop about a few things then they walked on, Darius being new to Los Santos but the LSB filled him in on a few things and soon enough he got himself into some deep shit already.
LSB #1: Yo Saint, you might not wanna go lookin' for trouble.
Saint: Why not nigga?
LSB #1: Trouble would usually find you..
Saint: I welcome it..
LSB #2: You're insane!
Saint: ... ... ...
LSB #1: Moving on.. There's a drug dealer up there that isn't welcome on our turf. He knows us but he doesn't know you.. We want you, to go clear him out and get him to reveal his den!
Saint: Sounds easy enough.
LSB #2: Yeah, it would be. Only problem is, he's got a hidden blade up his sleeve.
Saint: Left or right?
LSB #1: Right. Be careful Darius, he's serious shit.
Saint: If you've heard of me, you'll have heard I'm worse..
LSB #3: I see where you're going with this yo, you're gonna take him insane-iac to maniac.
Saint: Not quite..I'm thinkin' something more..fast and furious..
LSB #2: Whatever you do dawg, don't get infront of his right side.
Saint: Got it!
Darius walked over to the dealer and put on a mocking smile.
Dealer: Whatcha want yo?
Saint: Hmm.. How about..I want your ass off this turf bitch!
Dealer: What? WAAAAIT! Darius Saint?
Saint: Who's askin'?
Dealer: Rocky Trane!
Saint: Trane, you son of a bitch! Last I saw o' you was runnin' turf in Liberty!
Trane: Fuck you! I moved, wanted to expand my little empire yo.
Saint: ... Yeah, see here.. I got three Los Santos Bangers, wanting me to clear your ass outta here.
Trane: Oh them whiney bitches. I didn't figure they'd have you up their ass.
Saint: 'ey, if anything..They'll be on their knees beggin' me not to slaughter 'em because by the time I'm done with you, you're not my friend anymore ya see. I start a clean slate..old friends poofed and shit!YOUleftME out to dry back in Liberty motherfucker, this..is my payback!
Darius out of nowhere pulls some brass knuckles and smacks Trane across the jaw, leaving him straight out splayed on the floor, bleeding from his mouth.
Trane: THE FUCK?!
Saint: ...I'm not the Saint you used to know..
Darius yanks the blade from Trane's wrist and pockets it then beats Trane down and sees a GSF car coming, unknown that it was GSF member's car and tossed Trane straight into it and the Grove member ran him over then spun into a 360 spin before braking then he jumped out and ran to the dead Dealer known as Trane
Grove St Member: What the..
Saint: 'ello..
Grove St Member: The fu-
Before the Grove gangsta could finish the brass knuckles slammed across his jaw then Darius pulled out the Grove up and then dragged him over to his car.
Saint: Nice car yo!
GSF: Thanks-OW!
Darius slammed the dude's head on the car hood.
Saint: Oops, my bad nigga!
Darius slammed the nigga's head on the car repeatedly before dragging him to the drivers side door and opening it and putting the dude's head between the gap then slammed the door on his head several times before he stopped moving.
Saint: I pronounce you..dead!
He slammed the door one last time before opening it and looting the dude of his cash and any bling, sadly he didn't have a gun but he did have some 9mm ammo, Darius pocketed the ammo and everything else then he reached over into the car and poked around the car.
Saint: Fucker..it's empty..
He walked over to the dead dealer Trane and robbed him of his drugs and then ran back to the LSB's who stood there, jaws open then he tapped 'em and they fled the scene to the a abandoned crack den.
(Darius now has $50 more and some 9mm ammo with a nice ring and a chain, all looted and some drugs from the dead dealer (mostly coke))
LSB #1: Yo Saint, you might not wanna go lookin' for trouble.
Saint: Why not nigga?
LSB #1: Trouble would usually find you..
Saint: I welcome it..
LSB #2: You're insane!
Saint: ... ... ...
LSB #1: Moving on.. There's a drug dealer up there that isn't welcome on our turf. He knows us but he doesn't know you.. We want you, to go clear him out and get him to reveal his den!
Saint: Sounds easy enough.
LSB #2: Yeah, it would be. Only problem is, he's got a hidden blade up his sleeve.
Saint: Left or right?
LSB #1: Right. Be careful Darius, he's serious shit.
Saint: If you've heard of me, you'll have heard I'm worse..
LSB #3: I see where you're going with this yo, you're gonna take him insane-iac to maniac.
Saint: Not quite..I'm thinkin' something more..fast and furious..
LSB #2: Whatever you do dawg, don't get infront of his right side.
Saint: Got it!
Darius walked over to the dealer and put on a mocking smile.
Dealer: Whatcha want yo?
Saint: Hmm.. How about..I want your ass off this turf bitch!
Dealer: What? WAAAAIT! Darius Saint?
Saint: Who's askin'?
Dealer: Rocky Trane!
Saint: Trane, you son of a bitch! Last I saw o' you was runnin' turf in Liberty!
Trane: Fuck you! I moved, wanted to expand my little empire yo.
Saint: ... Yeah, see here.. I got three Los Santos Bangers, wanting me to clear your ass outta here.
Trane: Oh them whiney bitches. I didn't figure they'd have you up their ass.
Saint: 'ey, if anything..They'll be on their knees beggin' me not to slaughter 'em because by the time I'm done with you, you're not my friend anymore ya see. I start a clean slate..old friends poofed and shit!YOUleftME out to dry back in Liberty motherfucker, this..is my payback!
Darius out of nowhere pulls some brass knuckles and smacks Trane across the jaw, leaving him straight out splayed on the floor, bleeding from his mouth.
Trane: THE FUCK?!
Saint: ...I'm not the Saint you used to know..
Darius yanks the blade from Trane's wrist and pockets it then beats Trane down and sees a GSF car coming, unknown that it was GSF member's car and tossed Trane straight into it and the Grove member ran him over then spun into a 360 spin before braking then he jumped out and ran to the dead Dealer known as Trane
Grove St Member: What the..
Saint: 'ello..
Grove St Member: The fu-
Before the Grove gangsta could finish the brass knuckles slammed across his jaw then Darius pulled out the Grove up and then dragged him over to his car.
Saint: Nice car yo!
GSF: Thanks-OW!
Darius slammed the dude's head on the car hood.
Saint: Oops, my bad nigga!
Darius slammed the nigga's head on the car repeatedly before dragging him to the drivers side door and opening it and putting the dude's head between the gap then slammed the door on his head several times before he stopped moving.
Saint: I pronounce you..dead!
He slammed the door one last time before opening it and looting the dude of his cash and any bling, sadly he didn't have a gun but he did have some 9mm ammo, Darius pocketed the ammo and everything else then he reached over into the car and poked around the car.
Saint: Fucker..it's empty..
He walked over to the dead dealer Trane and robbed him of his drugs and then ran back to the LSB's who stood there, jaws open then he tapped 'em and they fled the scene to the a abandoned crack den.
(Darius now has $50 more and some 9mm ammo with a nice ring and a chain, all looted and some drugs from the dead dealer (mostly coke))
