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| The Car (Open RP) | Started by: Harvey_Birdman on Dec 21, '08 11:08 |
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The damned car was a work of art, by anyone's standards. It was one of a kind, handmade, and fast as hell. I was watching it sink to the bottom of a lake. The things I would do for the boss... As it sank, I wondered how I got myself into this situation.... I had saved my cash for awhile, looking for the perfect machine. I was a bit of a car junkie and when I saw this car, I knew it was the one. Eight cylinders of pure horsepower, jet black, chrome accents. I drove it back to the HQ, as proud as a new father. Of course, when I got there, the boss had a job. Teach a lesson to some guy in Brooklyn. I could do that. I phoned some colleagues in New York, fueled up the car, and got on the road to New York.... |
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DJ stood beside him, sharing his pain. It was one thing to lose your dog, or your girl - but your car? Jeeze, that's rough. And that was no ordinary car. DJ had never seen anything quite like it. DJ was caught off-guard by the call. His dad's old drinking buddy Birdman. Would DJ mind coming to Brooklyn with him to help him take care of some business. Why not. If the old man had taught DJ anything it was that you should always be there for your friends, no matter what. Well, he had paid a heavy price for his principles this time. His mind drifted back to the night before, when he had pulled up to the Rouge et Noir pool hall in car full of guys he barely knew. He knew who they were all right. Heavy hitters every last one of them. What had he gotten himself in to? |
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| Reply by: Diamond_Jim at Dec 21, '08 14:28 | |
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