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| The chronicles of a HiredGun | Started by: HiredGun on Sep 24, '09 05:04 |
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This is part 2 of my previous story, the encounter between myself and the butcher. 6 months has past since the last time me and the butcher met...his knee seemed to have healed nicely...although his knee would not matter after tonight. The clock is about to strick midnight, im sitting in my car smoking a ciggarette across the way from the butcher's buisness. earlier i got a call from my boss saying that the butcher stopped paying his protection money and refused to pay...so i was sent to FIRE the owner in my own way. The butcher comes out at about 12:06...i put my ciggarette out and watch him lock up his store. Then as he starts to head for his car i get out of mine and walk across the street following him. Before he can get to his vehicle he hears the sound of my dress shoes hitting the cement with every step i took, he turns around and notices me instantly...his eyes open wide as he replies i know the money...i pull my gun out of my coat pocket and fire off 5 shots in the night, BANG...BANG...BANG...BANG...BANG. I then get to my car and take off before the cops show up. |
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The Ox is waiting in an alley late at night. He knew Alfieri walked this way every night on his way home from the poker game. He hears the footsteps coming, and right at the perfect moment, Ox jumps out of the alley and kicks Alfieri right in the nutsack, as hard as he can with his steel-toed boots. "AH HA HA HA HA! Got you that time, didn't I?" Suddenly he hears five shots ring out up the street, and the Ox disappears into the night... |
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| Reply by: Butt_Ox at Sep 24, '09 09:52 | |
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Very creative story, HiredGun. Although, I wish you would've put part one and two together, so I don't have to search for the other. |
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| Reply by: Gunfire at Sep 24, '09 11:29 | |
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-Lana- was hurrying home when she heard the echo of a howling shriek. She searched left and right, trying to find the source when a huge man ran around the corner and she went sprawling to the ground landing in a puddle of muddy water. He disappeared into the night and she barely had the time to get out of the way as a speeding car almost clipped her. She picked herself up and up the street she noticed a man on the groud next to an open car door. |
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| Reply by: -Lana- at Sep 24, '09 11:44 | |
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