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| My Life. Part 2. | Started by: Vehellione on Jun 03, '09 09:03 |
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So I'd just met Katie Murdock, and embarked on my life of crime. I soon discovered that everything wasn't as easy as I'd first thought. I started out snatching old ladies purses, which was easy work, but i got bored quickly. I soon learned from my 'associates' that robbing post offices was much more money than purses, and much more challenging. I'll never forget the first time I tried to rob one. It was a Thursday evening, around abouts 6pm. The air was cool, not a cloud could be seen. I decided I'd had enough of the little old ladies, and got myself ready to rob a post office. I had my knives on the inside of my jacket, my pistol in it's holster, and a sawn off shotgun in my hands. I decided to take a mid sized car, as i needed space for whatever i took, plus some kinda half-decent speed. I pulled up outside the Post Office, and rushed in with my sawn-off in clear view. Little did I know, as soon as they saw me coming they had pressed the 'silent alarm' that they have. It didn't take long for the police to get there, and i got thrown straight into jail. After only about a week in jail, someone started a riot. During which, a few people from the family had gotten in, and took me back out with them. I had to lay low for a few months in a foreign country, but it was nice to get away. When I returned, I decided it was best for me to learn from the people at the top. A few higher ranked people offered their help to me, to show me how to do it. I didn't need the jail time again, and I certainly couldn't afford to be laying low my whole life. Slowly but surely, i learnt the ropes and was robbing Post Offices like there was no tomorrow. As time went by with the family, I became more trusted, more reliable. I was learning things, things that I never thought were possible. Of course, if I told you what it was I'd have to kill you. I suppose the next thing that happened in my life was a bad thing. I'm not proud, and I won't elaborate too much. All I'll say is, I fucked up. It was the first time I'd seen Premier's wrath, and fuck I hope to never see that again. I think that's the closest to death I've ever been, I was literally on my death bed. I begged Premier for another chance, to prove to him that it was a simple mistake. He only gave me it because someone else vouched for me. I won't say who. I was punished severely. But I made a promise to myself and everyone who knew me that I would work harder, and better than before. I made such an impression, that Premier invited me to not just be an 'associate', but to become part of the family. I was made. I had one of the greatest honours a mafioso could ever receive. I vowed I would never let Premier, or the rest of my family down. I have never had a blood family, not that I remember anyway. But this family, The Spanish Inquisition, they are the closest thing i've ever known to it, and I will never let that go. Once I became made, a lot of doors opened for me. I made a lot closer connections with people higher up in the family. I made connections in the drug world, I made connections wherever I went. Now I'm just living the dream, day by day, taking it One Step At A Time. |
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| very good read :) | |
| Reply by: SilentDiva at Jun 03, '09 09:04 | |
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| Nice read Vehellione, but remember for next time always get one of your boys to cut the alarm wire before you storm into the post office. | |
| Reply by: waylander at Jun 03, '09 09:10 | |
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| Good job my friend. Your work keeps getting better everytime. I'm anticipating the next one. | |
| Reply by: SylvesterHargrave at Jun 03, '09 09:20 | |
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| Cant wait for three | |
| Reply by: MafiaPenguin at Jun 03, '09 10:11 | |
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If number three is as good as number two.. i can't wait.. Very good read.. |
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| Reply by: SkullCandy- at Jun 03, '09 11:41 | |
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Slamming the ivory rectangle down on the table, Vic grins at those seated with him and starts dragging the sizable amount of money towards himself. "Dominoe, gentlemen. Thank you all for making my car payment for me this morning." Shuffling the bills into a roughly manageable stack, it quickly disappears into his coat pocket save a ten spot. Pushing away from the table he gets to his feet and rubs the lump in his pocket. Like taking candy from babies. "Coffee's on me, give the change to Madelynn and tell her to buy those skinny kids some groceries... A few steps away from the coffeeshop, he stops to listen to Vehellione talking to a small crowd. Regaling them with the tale of his journey in this thing of ours. Once Vehellione had finished, he catches his friend's eye and nods. "Well told, hanging on every word over here. It's never easy. We make our mistakes and we learn from them and move on. Just an aspect of life we deal with. I figure if it was easy everyone would be trying their hand at it and we'd be looking for another job." Flashing a quick smile, he pats his pocket to reassure himself that his loot is still there and sets off down the street to where his car is parked. Might as well stop off at the dealership and make that payment while he's out. |
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| Reply by: Vincent_Cotroni at Jun 03, '09 12:22 | |
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Sitting on the bench across from the alley, located at the corner where the street intersect, listens to Vehellione intensily. Considering that Vehellione is a top member of the family, Marley wonders how he can approach the man to gain favor. Just being a associate of the family, Marley doesn't feel very confident in approaching Vehellione so he just sits and listens carefully. Grabing each word and storing it in his memory bank. Marley pulls a rolled joint from behind his ear and lites it. Inhales the ganja ponders on how he can become successful like this upper scale mobster. Marley notices Vehellione headin back toward the HQ and runs to catch up with him hoping to spark a conversation, maybe even do to crimes together as part of his gang. Marley takes these street corner conversations and uses them to enhance his knowledge of the underworld, in hopes of one day being in the same position as Vehellione |
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| Reply by: JamaicanMob_Marley at Jun 03, '09 13:16 | |
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| Very good mate. | |
| Reply by: sonnixghost at Jun 03, '09 13:36 | |
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ScipitaRourke listens silently to the men talking. What wouldn't she give for the glorious life he is living... She knows it will take her a lot of work to get where Vehellione is allready. The thought of having to spend more than few minutes in jail allready frightens her.. All those filty thugs.. They probably don't even have prada jumpsuit clothes... Oh well, no reason to get all frightened by the gentlemens horror story about prison. He seems to speak lightly about it and after all he had the chance to go overseas... Probably a nice sunny island, maybe Thailand... Oh now it doesn't look so bad... But then again if I would leave I would loose my Drugs Business.. Yes better stay away from those post offices.. Drugs is the way to go! Erm, Mr. Vehellione, if you don't mind me asking... is it true what they say about Bubba? |
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| Reply by: ScipitaRourke at Jun 05, '09 15:30 | |
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Miss Scipita Rourke... I've heard only good things about you your mother, god rest her soul. It's a pleasure to meet you. V holds out his hand to shake Scipita Rourkes It is funny that of all the people that heard my speech you are the only one who asked that question.. I actually expected more. I was warned by many fellow inmates of what exactly it is that Bubba gets up to, and fortunately for me, I wasn't in prison long enough to find out first hand what he does. But trust me Scipita, from the screams in the night and what people in prison have told me, it is most definitely true what they say about Bubba. |
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| Reply by: Vehellione at Jun 06, '09 05:02 | |
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| How complete can an autobiography be without any mention of me? A shame, I tell you . . . a shame. | |
| Reply by: Dr_Pickles at Jun 06, '09 05:45 | |
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Well Dr. Pickles an autobiography is usually about the person him / herself. Though now you got me curious, in what part of Vehelionne's life were you important? please share! Nice meeting you too Mr. Vehellione, my mother spoke very highly of you. I better make sure I don't end up in jail for too long then, the thought of Bubba gives me the creeps! Maybe we could cause a riot and kill that bastard? Though rumours has it he's untouchable... |
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| Reply by: ScipitaRourke at Jun 06, '09 07:32 | |
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| Yes bubba is extremely well protected and only a few more converts till he's Obscenely. I know Bubba very well though I wish I didn't. | |
| Reply by: JamaicanMob_Marley at Jun 06, '09 07:48 | |
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