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| Regarding Daera | Started by: Iris on Jul 20, '08 00:02 |
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She stands outside her warehouse looking at the building next door. Still haphazardly kept together and garbage piling up outside. She sighs as she looks at the deed in her hand. She walks over to the door and knocks on it, watching wood crumble. A haggard looking Daera answers the door. She growls and hands him an eviction notice. I cannot stand the smell anymore. You are taking away from the property values. I am disgusted. You guys don't clean up after yourselves. I mean fuck, look at the mess out back. You have filled my garbage bins with dead rodents! Piggy, Domino, and I are sick of it. We can't get any work done at night. Your constant partying and debauchery are over. I'm fed up. Take your shit and get the fuck out! She grinds her heel into Daera's foot with force. This is effective immediately! She thrusts another piece of paper into his hands and smiles softly. You know what your friendship and loyalty have meant to me. You have never wavered when I have asked for your support. Through thick and thin you've been there. Well, you've proven it's time for you to spread your wings. This is the deed to a very nice warehouse of your own in New York. Do with it what you may, but remember that The Java Cartel will always be there to support you. Now get the fuck off my block. You're stinking up the place. She laughs and gives Daera a way to go pat on the ass. Congrats.. Don't let me down. |
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*lights up a cigar* Congratulations Daera! I'm sure you'll make New York your own (littered with empty vodka bottles). But seriously, it's gonna rock. |
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| Reply by: blackacidevil at Jul 20, '08 00:09 | |
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Fatima heard on the grapevine that D was going to be a Big Man On Town in the Big Apple". The only thought that came to mind was "How.... scary.". Fatima composed a letter to Mr D. "Good....luck in your new ... line of work.... I hear you can get a great pickle on the lower east side. |
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| Reply by: Fatima at Jul 20, '08 00:11 | |
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| To be fair! I will miss the late night parties and underground sex parties brought to you by Willy Wanka. But alas I guess all good things must come to an end. Best of luck Daera, Philly will miss you.....sorta. | |
| Reply by: DrFeelgood at Jul 20, '08 00:29 | |
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| I offer my Congratulations and Respects :) | |
| Reply by: TM-Scarface at Jul 20, '08 00:56 | |
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| congratz mate and good luck | |
| Reply by: KraKra at Jul 20, '08 01:00 | |
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News reached him quickly, which was odd being as he was one of the "new" guys, yet he had more tabs on them all than the police. He shook his head in disgust, he hated New York. Main reason he left and came here and now he was just supposed to stroll right back in? He sat silently in his apartment with the lights off, not that it mattered, a blind man has no use for them obviously. He sat listening mostly to his neighbors, walking back and forth across his ceiling, the soft tunes of the radio playing. After a few moments and stood, crossing the room effortlessly around his chair, grabbing his hat from the door knob and his cane from behind the door. "Fuck that.." It was time to show his Ace. |
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| Reply by: Vex at Jul 20, '08 03:09 | |
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*FlyingPig smiles as he watches the moving vans haul away the last of the contents of the neighboring warehouse* "It's a good thing that The Java Cartel has subsidiaries in the waste management industry. They all just up and left without cleaning. This will require a project of immense proportions to get our block back to livable standards." "Anyhow, I'm sure that Daera's family will prosper in New York. There are some hard workers who take pride in what they do among their family." |
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| Reply by: FlyingPig at Jul 20, '08 05:24 | |
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Packing his suits into his designer carry case he marvels that even Don Iris fell for the ruse. The Feds wouldn't look twice at a trashed warehouse as a mob front - that palace down the road however must surely draw their attention at some point. Ah well, horses for courses. Gotta admit, I'm sad to be trading cheese steaks for hot dogs, but sometimes life just deals you a seven deuce. He raises a glass to the rest of his family. To new horizons, Salut! |
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| Reply by: OhCrap at Jul 20, '08 06:11 | |
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She pats Oh Crap on the back. It's ok, I'll make sure that everyone dedicates their daily cheese to you. We will make a ceremony of it. We will have dancers and candles. We can have Flying Pig do a belly dance while Domino does an interpretive dance telling the story of a lost buffalo baby that finds his way back to his family with the help of a few humans dressed in see through plastic clothes wearing aluminium foil hats. I am quite sure that Ms. Vienna will keep you amused in New York. That's not saying I won't miss the sight of you trapsing around next door in your fishnets.. Really.. She shudders slightly. The New Scum with be missed, that's the honest truth. |
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| Reply by: Iris at Jul 20, '08 13:41 | |
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