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El Cartel Import/Export Centre | Started by: Ryman_Branson on Apr 05, '21 09:21 |
The radio crackles as the most recent episode of Lib_’s “Dog Training For Beginners” ended with a cheerful jingle. Following an announcement about a pageant in some backwater hicksville the sound of an obviously fake Hispanic accent bursts out like candy from a well-thrashed pinata Hola mis amigos. Mucho gusto! Welcome to El Cartel Import/Export Centre here in Detroit. We have everything from Casa Colombia that you gringos love so much You have a car? We get you petrol Tired of tea? The finest batches of coffee straight to your door Coke…haha…how you say…cheeksy…not that, the fuel You have a pretty lady on the side? What she love more than the sight of your tanned sexy body? She love gold right? We have gold, all the colours of gold from golden gold to shiny yellow gold. Straight from our famed golden mines deep in the montains beneath the hidden laboratorios. Straight from Colonel Zolo’s famed collection including El Corazon..the finest* emeralds. Oh…and if you can think of anything else you need from our wonderful country then just ask. Adios muchachos In the real world The Colombian Cartel Import/Export Centre was little more than an office attached to a warehouse beside the docks. Found in the warehouses out in Bricktown there was a little bit too much space but The people in the office speak quickly in Spanish especially if they are talking about you. The lady at the front desk of the office, Juanita, flicks through a small pile of paper and sorts them into orders for coffee (77%), gold (15%) and other stuff (8%). A sign behind Juanita welcomes the stranger or regular visitor to the small and aloof office. Also one with some guidance.
*Finest being how you say...subjetivo...up to us...you might find better elsewhere. Tell us where and we get them and sell them cheaper than you could get them. No blood stains either |
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Angry_Goose flaps his wings, honks and waddle runs into the centre HOOOONK, HONK HONK HONK! *I am so pleased to see you great great great great great grand Angry_Goose pecks Ryman_Branson as a way of greeting |
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Reply by: Angry_Goose at Apr 05, '21 13:08 | |
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Ryman Pablo looked up. Juanita was busy filing her nails while being fawned over by another customer. "Ferroalloys? Shhhh....first rule of ferroalloys is we don't talk about ferroalloys. Have a look at this list." Ryman Pablo slid a piece of paper over to Angry_Goose.
"Anything there take your fancy?" The phone rang and Ryman Pablo picked up the receiver. "Hola, El Cartel. Si We trabajamos for Smash. Si y FranciscoGoya. He pinta las walls, mostly marron y black." |
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Reply by: Ryman_Branson at Apr 05, '21 15:45 | |
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the Goose honks and flaps a bit while waddling around in a circle a bit Goose pecks at the FeSiMg and honks secretively (these are just the ones, and might I say what a fine institution this is, now, have you got anything i can hunt Grouse with?) |
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Reply by: Angry_Goose at Apr 05, '21 16:27 | |
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”Si. Una door roja? FranciscoGoya specialises in puertas black. Contactalo for prices. Good. Adios.” He put the phone down and returned to the softly pecking Angry_Goose. ”Dos seconds...” He opened a hatch behind him. ”Ernesto...nodulizador in packaging for ganso friendly...” He turned back to Angry_Goose. ”Hunt for Grouse or hunt down Grouse? Yo have armas for hunting and muchachos for hunting down.” |
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Reply by: Ryman_Branson at Apr 05, '21 19:19 | |
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The Goose ponders this question, it was fair and he really should have considered it earlier HOOONK FLAP PECK HONK HONK HOOOOOONK (fuck it, i'll take one of each) |
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Reply by: Angry_Goose at Apr 05, '21 23:17 | |
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Ernesto arrived with a bag of FeSiMg and glanced down at Angry_Goose "Nodulizador...senor?" He looked at "Pensé que estabas bromeando sobre un puto ganso"
"Si si si... ve y toma unas natillas, gordo, joder..." and looked down at Angry_Goose. "Do you want Ernesto and his sicarios to help you with the hunting down of Grouse? I could put a little pistola in with your ferroalloy...you do with it what you do... whispering beneath his breath "...nada que ver conmigo" |
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Reply by: Ryman_Branson at Apr 06, '21 09:59 | |
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Goose taps his beak although wants it known that it is for hunting Grouse, not hunting down grouse, fuck it, we'll go after pheasant instead The goose taps his beak conspiritorially 'Honk!' |
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Reply by: Angry_Goose at Apr 06, '21 15:30 | |
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"We live in a jumpy society. A good traditional pastime like pheasant shooting, fox hunting or peasant beating is probably more socially acceptable." |
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Reply by: Ryman_Branson at Apr 07, '21 09:13 | |
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The Goose nods sagely honk, honkers honkety honk honk 'But where do you find a decent peasant these days? they're not what they used to be' |
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Reply by: Angry_Goose at Apr 08, '21 08:28 | |
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He sat down and flicked through the classified ads in "Helping Hands - The Do's and Don'ts of Rearing Peasants" where peasants looking for a lifestyle change could advertise.
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Reply by: Ryman_Branson at Apr 21, '21 08:00 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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The Goose picks up a copy of "Helping Hands - The Do's and Don'ts of Rearing Peasants" and takes interest in Agnes. Being a Goose, a biped had not real attraction or distraction to him 'Honk, flap honk peck honk flap?' (what's your best price on this one?) |
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Reply by: Angry_Goose at Apr 21, '21 08:06 | |
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Grisella attends the bustling covert emporium. “My kind of sweet shop” she thinks to herself. This will fit in nicely with the frequent runs she makes to the West Coast. She is aware suddenly the instead of some kind of drug lab this seems to resemble something like a woke ironmongery. “I see you have a lot of ferrous based chemicals available, perhaps under the counter do you have any methyl benzoyloxy azabicyclo octane-2-carboxylate? |
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Reply by: Grisella at Apr 24, '21 19:50 | |
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The little bell above the door tinkled and a new customer came in. He glanced up from thinking about seven across "Useless protrusion on Spanish men (5)"...the options were too numerous to rule out at the moment. He did not recognise Grisella who was looking for something he had never heard of. This was his cue to act simple...and acting was what "Que? Methyl benzoyloxy azabicyclo octane-2-carboxylate? Un momento."
"Juan...JUAN....que es methyl benzoyloxy azabicyclo octane-2-carboxylate?" "Pablo...creo que es cocaina. Los frikis del laboratorio pensaben gue eran tan inteligentes." "Ahh ok. Gracias." He sat back down. "De e a? Efe be i? Solo hacemos importaciones legitimas." Ryman Pablo sat down. If Grisella was serious she would know what to do. |
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Reply by: Ryman_Branson at Apr 26, '21 07:41 | |
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Pablo_Ryman was so distraught at the loss of his friends he had forgotten Angry_Goose's full and proper name. He put his head in his hands and stared back at his crossword...pezon was seven across which made five down, "Purplish shade of blue favoured by Spanish painters (5)" possibly azure. |
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Reply by: Ryman_Branson at Apr 26, '21 07:44 | |
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the twins popped into the import/export centre as, being a family trait, they were on the search for the family addiction. Ferro alloys! 'Ryman_Branson, my family spoke warmly of your incredibly luxurious moustache and your ability to source virtually anything, can i place an order for *looks around gingerly* the good stuff' *Nadia makes a winky, eyebrows, nodding gesture* 'yeah, and can i get some boobs' Said Aidan, who, if you hadn't been following the twins adventures, was a bit of a dick. |
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Reply by: AidanNadiA at Apr 26, '21 09:14 | |
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"The good stuff? Es all good esse...I mean...senorita." He raised his coffee cup... "This es el good stuff senorita. Grown on the slopes above Medellin, it comes with hints of coca, fuel oil and acetone. Once you get used to the scratchiness on the back of the throat it tastes better than that Guatemalan pish I've seen served." He glanced over at the Aiden half of AidanNadia...wondering why they weren't just called AidaNadiA...saying too many nnn's reminded "You want boobs? We can sell you them by the handful..." Ryman Pablo leaned over and whispered "What does the existence of boobs prove?" |
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Reply by: Ryman_Branson at Apr 26, '21 09:34 | |
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Grisella slowly backs away from the counter, her hands splayed wide making the universal sign of “all things are calm and well here”. A bead of sweat trickles down her forehead as she realises that a terrible mistake has been made entering this glorified mad house. “Thank you, I guess” she mumbles walking toward the door “I guess I’ll go to the more traditional bugle market place” |
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Reply by: Grisella at Apr 26, '21 15:11 | |
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"Juan...JUAN!!...cómo llamamos cocaína ahora" Juan came to the door "Te refieres al azúcar glas." "Si, al azúcar glas. Gracias."
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Reply by: Ryman_Branson at Apr 26, '21 15:48 | |
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Hearing that magic word Grisella stops short... “Ahh so we do have an understanding then Mr err Pa.. Ryman, you may well be able to help me. “The current restrictions I have on the amount of methyl benzoyloxy azabicyclo octane-2-carboxylate I can move seem some what well.... restrictive. “Could you perhaps suggest a more efficient way I could move vastly more quantity? I heard you talk of a well endowed goose just as I entered and was wondering if this may well be a new way to shift product... so to say” Grisella blinks, her attempt to be coy. |
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Reply by: Grisella at Apr 26, '21 16:47 | |
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