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Post by Filomena Genevra on Feb 25, 2006 14:21:13 GMT -5
[Jefferson Motel] [9:15 AM] Filomena threw her tattered suitcase down infront of the male bellboy, the bellboy just looked at them and walked off with a ciggerate hanging from his mouth. Filomena sighed angriley and luggered the cases upstairs to room 32 She placed them next to the bed and threw herself onto it. Three day's of solid traveling had worn her out! He snuggled into the cushine when she felt something slippery against her skin. She screamed in horror as she saw a huge Python hissing at her. Filomena opened her suitcase and leveled a Dessert Eagle with the snake. She fired. And threw the dead snake out the window into a crowd of Ballas below. Balla 1: What the hell you doing you stupid bi*ch! Filomena: F**k you assh*le! Balla 1: Oh we got a tough girl boys! And you know what we do with them! Balla 2: Hell yea! You wanna die pretty girl? Filomena: I was about to ask you the same question... Balla 3: She's calling you a girl! Balla 2: I say we teach her a lesson in mannas! Shall we boys? Filomena: I'm warning you! Im head of the Mariposa Negro! Balla 1: Oh 'aint that the sissy club! Balla 2 & 3: (Laughing) Filomena stared angrily at them, she hated people like these, theinking they better than everyone else! Balla 3: Enough of this sh*t! Let's kill her already! Balla 1: I don't know, I kinda like her, fancy being a Balla bi*ch? Filomena just muttered and closed the window, she needed to teach those assh*les a lesson! Filomena put the gun back into the suitcase. She crabbed her Tec-9 and headed for the door. |
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Post by Jordan Bellamy on Feb 26, 2006 20:31:04 GMT -5
Jefferston Motel, Jefferson
9:16 AM Just as the confrontation between the Balla's and the women was ending, Jordan Bellamy was driving by on his BMX bike. He watched the two forces yell at each other and once it ended, Jordan got off his bike and pulled out his bat. This chick is gonna need some help. Jordan laid his bike against a building and walked to the other side of the street as the Ballas were heading into the motel. Jordan: Hey, shithead! The 3 men looked back. Balla 1 got smacked right in the forehead with Jordan's bat. Balla 2: Oh shit! Balla 3: Fuck! Get this asshole, man! Jordan ran and took cover as the Ballas pulled out some handguns. He knew this would happen, always a softie for girls, even if this girl is probably better armed then him. |
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Post by Filomena Genevra on Feb 27, 2006 11:36:44 GMT -5
[Jefferson Mote] [9:20 AM] Filomena stormed round the corner, not expecting to see the ferocious gun battle. She gave a few burst's of her Tec-9 and hid with a man in blue jeans and a white tank top. She tried not to care about him, every now and again she'd pop up a fire her Tec-9 aimlessly into the air, hopeing it would hit someone. Eventually she heard the soft noise of brokern flesh, she peeked up and saw one of the Ballas lying limply on the stone floor. Balla 3: You stupid bitch! Your going down for that! Filomena: Just you try asshole! Finally the Balla run off into the distance. Filomena turned her attention to the man next to her, she held the gun to his head and spoke sharply. Filomena: Your not one of them are you? |
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Post by Jordan Bellamy on Feb 27, 2006 15:53:49 GMT -5
Jefferson Motel
9:20 Jordan looked at the woman, then turned his pupils at the gun to his head. Jordan: Nope, I aint. And it would be much appreciated if you took the gun away from my godamn face... His tone was serious, and confident. Though, Jordan was really pretty scared, he was never in that many gun battles. Starting today in Seville, the whole day was getting weird. He gulped then said... Jordan: I'm actually with the Grove Street Families... |
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Post by Filomena Genevra on Feb 28, 2006 12:04:20 GMT -5
[Jerffison Hotel]
[9:23 AM] Filomena paused for a second and she slowly put the gun by her side. Filomena: Grove Street, I heared of those, That famouse chase in 1992, that's like legendary! Filomena, purked up a bit and was less edgey. She had decided she liked this man, he wasn't all bad, she spoke again, softer this time. Filomena: The names Filomena Genevra. I just came down here from Vice City. Things are f**ked up! Im the leader of the Mariposa Negro Syndacate. Filomena stared at the man, she then turned her attention to the Balla with half his face smashed in. Filomena: Wow, your good with a bat! |
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Post by Jordan Bellamy on Feb 28, 2006 18:38:59 GMT -5
Jordan let his breath go as Filomena put her gun down and away from his head. He smiled at her comment about his batting skills.
Jordan: Yep, I'm a regular Jeff Bagwell. The name's Jordan...Jordan Bellamy.
He greeted her with a friendly smiled and continued.
Jordan: I dont usually come down to the East side, luckily I came here.
He looks back at the rubble left from the gun fight.
Jordan: but, I guess you really didn't need my help.
He playfully laughed.
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Post by Don Joseph Trapani on Jun 9, 2008 3:14:17 GMT -5
What This two did not know was that the royals were coming to the hotel looking for the three ballers and since Gsf are against the royals Jordan and fliomena are fucked.
Joey: Alright boys those punk ass ballers are right around the corner
Royal 1: so what did these muthafuckas do
Tbone: trying to gain the turf back
Royal 1: alright
Joey: Turn the radio and headlights off Lonnie
Lonnie: Alright.... There their off
The four royals pull up to the entrance of the hotel
Joey: Shit someone done smoked em
Tbone: Hey i know that guy he is with Gsf
Joey: Fuck it we did not come all this way for nothing
Joey and Tbone roll their windows down Joey loads his tec-9 And Tbone Loads his AK
They wait till Jordan starts to walk towards the entrance he is right at the entrance before jordan notices the car but it is to late
Joey: Blast that fool
Joey And Tbone sray Lead all over when both thier clips are empty they take a quick look at jordan almost every round hit Jordan was dead
Joey: Lets roll to seville and lay low
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Post by ogrideout on Jul 21, 2008 0:36:39 GMT -5
Rideout opens the door of the jefferson motel,
Rideout: What the hell happened here
Front Yard Balla: Some bitch and her boyfriend capped 3 of my homeboys
Rideout: Really god damn who you rollin with you wearin purple so Im guessin your a Balla
Front Yard Balla: Yeah im with front yard homie where you from
Rideout: Im from Las venturas but I live a few streets over but dont let this green fool you homie I dont really bang
Front Yard Balla: Well what you mean you dont really bang fool you do or you dont which one is it
Rideout: My homie Rakiem was Grove Street Families but a punk ass Rollin heights balla Smoked him
Front Yard Balla: You disrespectin the purple homeboy
Rideout: Dont get tough on me fool all you ballas are cowards I get it in with the moeny homiewhat you got to show for your hood
Front Yard Balla Pulls out a mac 10 and points it at Rideout, Rideout Pulls out a 9mm glock dont be stupid homeboy ill put a hole in your mark punk self "Police sirens go off"
Rideout:You got off east now homeboy ill catch up with your mark self
Rideout runs out of the motel hops on his Bmx bike and heads towards his house
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Rey Muñoz
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Post by Rey Muñoz on Jun 17, 2009 11:04:20 GMT -5
8:30 Pm
Rey drives all the way to the Jefferson hotel he heard that it was a drug hot spot he is worried though because of his lime green shirt and rag. He pulls into the parking lot and gets out there are some Grove Street members standing around Rey walks up to them and ask.
Rey: Yo any of you know where i can get some powder
Grove1: naw man just ask around in the motel
Rey: Thanks dawg
Rey walks into the motel there are people siting around smoking and talking Rey walks up to a guy wearing some old fur he look like an old pimp who got lost along the way.
Rey: Was sup playa
The pimp looks over he has a smoke in his mouth
Pimp: What you want young blood you want some pussy
The pimp looks over at one of his hoes she looks nasty has bumps all over her mouth and smells like fish
Rey has a look of disgust on his then he starts to laugh he puts his arm around his side he all most falls over
Rey: You must be kidding me [laugh] she look like a gutter ho [some grove street members start to laugh in the back] C'mon man you mus be high on something
The pimp stands up straight
Pimp: Hold up punk don't be dissin my girl
Rey: [Rey smiles] I don't have to diss her she dissing her self
The pimp pulls out a switch blade
Rey: Now just chill playa playa
The pimp steps closer
Rey loses his smile
Rey: Look dirty back yo ass up before you get
The pimp swing the blade at Rey it barley misses him
Rey: dick head
The ho along with a few others laugh
Rey pulls out his gun and puts it to the pimps head
The room goes quiet
Rey: Now i told you to back up bitch all i wanted to know was if you know where i can get some powder
The pimp swallows
Pimp: Yeah.....Yeah go up to room seven tell em Oldie sent you
Rey: Thanks playa [Rey pushes the old pimp down]
Rey walks up the stairs he heads to room seven
he hears thumping and moaning coming from other rooms Rey knocks on the door a man answers Rey is about to say something but then stops he backs away from the door and walks down the stairs he pulls out his 9mm and puts several rounds into the old pimp his hoes scream and Grove members run out of the motel Rey checks the old pimps pockets and finds two hundred and fifty dollars and a quarter ounce of cocaine he takes what he finds and leaves he gets into his car and heads out.
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Post by grimreaper on Jan 26, 2010 14:46:18 GMT -5
After some heavy recruiting, Vic has two of his new top OG's, OG Ziggy and OG Angel command a small crew of Brim soldiers. They manage to sneak into the Jefferson Motel, and go to the East side of the premises, where they engage in a fistfight with some LSB's. After a while, they manage to break into a Motel room in which OG Shotty, OG Grand a few LSB's are playing Poker. Using some firearms found on the LSB's, OG Ziggy caps the LSB goons, whilst OG Angel shoots OG Grand and OG Shotty to death with a Glock. They torch the East area, and, after dealing with a few more LSB's, manage to escape in time, as the East area of the Jefferson Motel is destroyed in a fire. The Los Santos Fire Department were too late.
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Post by grimreaper on Jan 26, 2010 14:46:35 GMT -5
They safely get back to the Brims Hangout.
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Post by grimreaper on Jan 26, 2010 14:49:10 GMT -5
None of them meet rival gang members on their journey back, and are safe in Brims turf.
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Post by Michaelangelo Diego on Jan 26, 2010 14:51:16 GMT -5
The Brims are done, but if you wanna play rough. Your on.
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Post by grimreaper on Jan 30, 2010 6:18:43 GMT -5
Actually, you just killed the OG's. So Victor took control of the gang.
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Post by Michaelangelo Diego on Jan 31, 2010 3:37:09 GMT -5
If you want us to fire on you, your on, muthafucker!
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