DavidSmith kicks back after a long, hard day in the Monkey Cage. He has seen lots today, and needs to share his experiences with everyone.

Today, well, what can I say. Today was an amazing day. It all started off with a scuffle in the main lobby. Deimne was toughening up a young gangster, threatening him to get his ass in gear, or he would be out on the sidewalk. Now let me tell you, when Deimne says something like that, he sure means it. That gangster sure listened quick, hitting up the rifle range and testing his .50 caliber rifle; hitting the target dead on everytime.

I went downstairs to see how everybody else was doing and noticed a few family members were all huttled around in a circle, staring blankly down at the floor. I budged my way in, and noticed the same gangster from this morning, lying in the middle of everyone with two broken legs. There was a huge pool of blood around him, and it looked for sure like he was doing to die. Someone took out their pistol, pointed it at the young gangsters head, and popped him; ending his misery.

After everyone saw that, they all looked suicidal. My brothers and sisters starting playing with their pistols, and were tying knots in ropes to possibly use later. All of a sudden, Deimna came over the crew PA system and announced " Listen up everybody, stop your crying and sulking; I got something that will cheer everybody up, and thats Ice Cream!" The whole family put their guns down, threw their ropes in the corner, and got up and waited for Deimna to enter with the ice cream. Around the corner comes Deimna, looking very sexy as usual, with a platter full of ice cream sundaes; chocolate and caramel. All of a sudden, she slips on a bullet casing, and lands face first into the platter of ice cream and gets covered in it all. Everyone gathered around and had a good chuckle, and then helped Deimna up. That sure cheered everyone up quickly.

DavidSmith chuckles to himself as he continues to write

I decided to take a drive through New York. The city was hopping, Deimne's family was representing the Monkey Cage, spray painting their gang signs on the building walls, shooting off shots warning everyone else that they mean business, and just having a good time.

By night fall, the city was quiet; well so I thought. All of a sudden, shots rang out for what seemed forever. Deimne ordered us to stay inside the Mansion, or behind the compound walls; as if anybody got close the snipers would take care of them. It turned out, two local gangs had a beef with eachother, and they settled it with a duel. The Banditos ended up winning, but the city hadn't been that lively at night in months. Some local businesses were torched, and many houses broken into and raided.

On the whole, the day in the Cage wasn't bad. I got to see lots of action, and it made me keep my head up, and reminded me the famous saying "Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer"

DavidSmith put his pen down, sits back and stretches, and closes his notebook. He reminds himself of the eventful day that just was, and turns off his desk lamp and crawls into bed and hopes tomorrow will be a little quieter.

After hearing David's experiences, Vinnie decides to share one of his first days as a member of Millennion division. He had just gotten acquainted with his new HQ, when the Don brandon_heat slapped him on the back and said, "Get out there and make me proud."

After turning a few smooth deals, Vinnie thought to himself, "This is going to be easy." He could not have been more wrong, and just a few moments later he got his first lesson. Vinnie had just scored some cocaine at a low price and was looking to make a quick buck. He found a buyer, but as the deal was going down, a cop walked around the corner and he was caught red-handed. Luckily, Don Heat had sent one of his members out to keep an eye on him, so he was busted out of jail quickly. But things went from bad to worse. He walked around the corner and he heard gun fire. He headed the opposite direction, he thought, but as he ducked into the next ally, there stood the shooter, a Boss from another crew, with the victim lying at his feet. He recognized the dead man as another member of the Flying Monkeys. He looked back up to find the shooter staring directly at him. He quickly left the scene in search of the HQ, but as he moved down the next street, he was grabbed by the arm and pulled into an ally, fearing he was a dead man, he looked at the face of the man that grabbed him and luckily it was a familiar one. The RHM of his crew, Calibre said to him, "What are you doing kid, you have to keep your head down. Now tell me what you say." The hunt for the shooter was on, and just as they figured he must have made it to the airport and left NYC, they turned the next corner to find the shooter sitting a a café having a cup of coffee. Bullets started flying and Vinnie learned a valuable lesson that day, in this life, a life costs a life. He learned to always be aware of his surroundings and the he still had a long way to go before earning his stripes on these mean streets.