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| Gambling Opportunity | Started by: a1capon3 on Dec 31, '07 00:14 |
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a1capon3 stands before you. You notice he hardly seems in a talkative mood. Instead as you look at him and wonder why he hasn't said anything, a lackey steps in front of him brandishing a flier. "Here, take this and tell your friends." The lackey informs you before moving on. Looking down at the flier you realise it is directions to a spot in the Back Alley. A little taken aback, but still with your interest piqued, you decide to follow the flier's instructions to the Saturday Night Bookmakers. |
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| "Haha nice one guy, now give out the fliers." a1capon3 jokes to his lackey. | |
| Reply by: a1capon3 at Dec 31, '07 00:18 | |
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Upon gazing on a1capon3s face j0nath0n gott1ng realises that he is not in a talkative mood. Instead, j0n just looks at him and wonders why he hasn't said anything. 'Thats fucking well rude.' j0n thinks to himself. 'RHM are fucking well stuck up these days. Fat C's the lot of them.' All of a sudden a lackey comes swanning out of a shadow brandishing some sort of flier for a gay club. j0n tries to avoid eye contact as he walks down the street but the lackey is desperate to get rid of his mound of fliers and asconds him and forces one into his hand. "Thanks mate..." j0n says sarcastically whilst looking around for an out of sight place to drop the flier. Whilst looking for the prementioned out of sight place j0n decides to read the flier out of sheer boredom. 'Oh it's directions to a Saturday Night Bookmakers.' j0n thinks to himself. 'Well thats certainly piqued my interest and no mistake. Here I was walking around with my interest lying forlornly on the ground with nothing to occupy its mind and know look at it. Walking around all piqued and shit. Thinking its the man. 'Well i'll have to give it a gooseys' j0n thinks to himself as he follows the fliers instructions to the letter. As j0n arrives at the "Saturday Night Fightnight, the opening bout!" he can't help but think that he's been made a fool of. "Those fucking cocky RHM." j0n exclaims loudly and then runs back to the street he saw a1capon3s untalkative face to get another flier with the correct directions on. |
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| Reply by: j0ngott1 at Dec 31, '07 00:41 | |
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a1capon3 decides to use his hearing aid. I'm not sure if they were invented at this time or not, but you know, who really gives a fuck in a discussion as ridiculous as this? Anyway, whilst a1capon3 was musing away, thinking these kind of thoughts, due to his hearing aid that may or may not have been invented, he heard someone several streets away shout "Those fucking cocky RHM." A little taken a back by this, a1capon3 begins to bristle only to see the opinionated little fuck (yes he thinks in expletives too) walk his enormous feet around the corner back to his discussion. Not only that, he then takes directions to a1capon3's real bookmakers. "You sir!" a1capon3 shouts, using his finest English gentry voice. Obviously this may have been a little odd for the Underboss of a not so secretive crime organization, but then, hard eez all round really. "I demand that you explain your comments earlier. Even your thoughts. Yes, cunt. I can read thoughts." It wasn't really clear to anyone at this point, least of all a1capon3 what had happened that was making him say these things. But, he was pretty fucked off and in typical arguement winning style he had noticed a glaring typo in j0n's biting retort. "KNOW KNOW KNOW KNOW KNOW KNOW KNOW" a1capon3 shouted in j0n's face, splattering him with know-saliva. He really had no further way to progress with this, so mysteriously stopped mid-action so someone else could relay their simultaneous reaction to the events unfolding. |
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| Reply by: a1capon3 at Dec 31, '07 00:53 | |
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j0n was stunned, but yet delighted that a1capon3 had frozen mid spit to let j0nath0n make his retort. What a day this was turning out to be, and it was only 53 minutes in. 'Oh cruel world, why must thou taunt and abuse me?' j0n thought to himself in what was no longer his private thoughts due to the mutant, possibly yet uninvented, hearing aid that a1capon3 possessed. "I apologise to you oh RHM. Obviously if i'd known you were going to jump on me in your typical arguEment winning style I would never have thought and said such unreasonable things." j0n looked at his oversized feet in disgust. "Whilst I cannot explain my thoughts and comments that I had previously made, I can atone for them by praising your obvious arguEment winning prowess. Clearly you come from a family line made famous for its biting arguEment's and its all round cruelty. A family line that was probably taken under the wing of someone marvelous and great and given all the help it needed to prosper in this cruel cruel world. If this had happened to me i'd be so grateful i'd choke on my tongue." "I can only suggest that maybe being given the wrong directions by your slack jawed lacky made me take leave of my senses for a short instance." 'What a muggy C.' j0n thought to himself before biting his tongue and looking around worried to see if a1 had noticed this. Confident that he hadn't j0nath0n swanned away wondering what adventure he'd get into next. |
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| Reply by: j0ngott1 at Dec 31, '07 01:19 | |
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a1capon3 ignores most of what j0n has said because unlike everyone else here, who seem to be able to dissect line after line of argument in quick seconds, remembering every word and even highlighting the letters that may have accidentally been included in speech, that unless it had been written down would never have been known, he couldn't remember it. a1 takes a second to ponder what a ridiculous sentence that was. "Wow that a really ridiculous sentence." Everyone stares at a1capon3 because they have no idea what he was thinking about. How on earth would they know? He could spell argument with an additional e if he wanted to. They were his thoughts. No oxford fucking dictionary up there my friend. In fact, a1 decided, he was going to start dumbing down his thoughts, after all he lamented, why go through the bother? Movin' bak 2 wat j0ngotti sed, a1 reckons 'e has it sortd "Good job you found your senses sport. Would have been in a spot of bother otherwise. However, since you found them, where did they get off to on the fyi? I would be more than happy to have you at my real establishment." a1 finks bout wat e jus sed. n1 a1 he finks 2 himself. |
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| Reply by: a1capon3 at Dec 31, '07 01:30 | |
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j0n was 5 blocks and 1 city away by now as he had swanned off after his last statement, yet he couldn't help feeling that a1capon3 was carrying on the conversation regardless. "Where did my senses get off to?" j0n said, confused that he could carry on this conversation trans-citily (stick that word in your vocab and fuck it) quite easily. "They were momentarily in New Orleans old boy. Off to enjoy the Mardi Gras I expect. You know how it is with senses these days. Those absolute C's are always on leave." j0n said to an empty street, where a1capon3 certainly wasn't present in, having been left in Philadephia some time ago. "Thanks for being more than happy to have me at your real establishment. I assume by that you mean you would be ecstatic to have me there?" j0n was a well witty sometimes, and also a bit of a mong. |
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| Reply by: j0ngott1 at Dec 31, '07 01:46 | |
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a1capon3 was asleep. In his dream, he felt like someone across a long distance and awake was trying to communicate with him. He had the option of thinking about an attractive female or pursue the possibility that someone awake, far far away, was actually trying to communicate with him, a sleeping person. Seemingly asleep in the streets, making him a homeless person. "Hmmm, how strange that whilst I was asleep I felt that someone was trying to talk to me." a1 ponders to himself now fully awake and hearing things. He also realises that his thoughts are as sophisticated as ever. Good show. "If I was to hear what someone may have said a long distance away, I imagine they would have said something like 'My senses were in New Orleans'. Quite an odd thing to imagine that someone would be saying to you whilst you were asleep, but I feel obligated to say, oh really that explains were they were then chap." a1 wonders what else his mystery dream lurker might have been saying to him. "Maybe that 'j0ngott1 was a huge gay'. No, I don't think that was it. Or perhaps it was 'Thanks for being more than happy to have me at your real establishment. I assume by that you mean you would be ecstatic to have me there?' Yeah that could be it. If that chap had said that, probably reveling in his own wit as well, I would be pained to point out that we don't accept lippy c's in my establishment, making him and his missing gay card, barred." a1capon3 wonders why he just announced that entire soliloquy to an empty street when he has clearly demonstrated many times that he can think such things and be perfectly understood. It is one of those mafia mysteries, like why every twat and his dog is now putting 'Status: redundant information nobody cares about' in their quotes. a1capon3 drifts away from the streets as he has been talking to himself, given that nobody else is in the vicinity. |
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| Reply by: a1capon3 at Dec 31, '07 01:56 | |
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