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Pimpin Ain't Easy Started by: GiuseppetheKillerBun on Jan 13, '17 21:28

Pimpin ain't easy, Axel has told me many times. He keeps me around since he knew about BunBun and that I am the best shot in Chicago. We are on a drive and he tells me we need to collect some money on his whores. First stop is at Candy's she lives on the fifth story in room 5C. She usually has her boyfriend with her and she usually gives him problems. As I am about to leave the car, he hands me a set of brass knuckles and I slam the door. I walk up the staircase and finally get to the fifth floor. I walk down and see room 5C. My heart starts to pound fast, and it's time for action. I knock on her door, wait for a few seconds no answer. I bang on the door and it slowly opens. I can only see her eyeball as she still has the locks on and she talks to me. Her voice is shaky and she sounds scared. Who are you? I answer, it's Axel's friend I am here to collect for the month. She closes the door and I hear her shuffling. Then I hear a man's voice screaming before she opens the door and gives me the money. I thank her and walk down. Axel is surprised to see that it went so smoothly.

 

Our next collection is from another hoe named Destiny. She has not been seen for a few months, we suspect she might of been murdered or kidnapped. We drive around the Las Vegas slums and don't find anything for about twenty minutes. Then we look at each other and then Axel forwards me towards a location. He tells me to pull over in front of a meth house. She is probably here with her boyfriend and she acts poorly to say the least when she is high. Her boyfriend is an hothead and a idiot. I take my Magnum and put a knife in my back pocket. Axel bangs on the boarded up door. The door opens to a large black man who has an hat on. WHAT YOU WANT BOY? I go behind Axel quickly and pretend to be scary. But in my mind I think this guy can break me in half with ease.


 

Axel tells the man he needs her monthly earnings and the face of the man changes. I WILL FILL YOU WITH LEAD IF YOU DON'T GET OFF MY PROPERTY. I quickly step in front of him and lift up my suit to show my magnum. He laughs and slams the door. I exchange glances with Axel and we think of another way to get in. We go to the side door and he gives me a push with his hands and I climb over. I help Axel over and we turn around to see three men stating back at us. One pf them is cooking on a backyard stove and the other two are in the corner smoking. They hear the noise and all face us. The man by the stove pulls out a pistol and fires that knocks off my hat. I dive behind one of the trashcans and Axel dives to a small piece of cover as well.

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I look around the corner of the house and see the closest guy shooting over the stove. I inch out and fire two shots that land in the guy's upper torso that down him and get back into cover. The other two run into the house and we fully get out of cover. We walk out, knowing that they are waiting to blast us as soon as we get inside. Axel and I look into the farthest window to see the main bedroom. Inside we see the boyfriend has Axel's girl hostage and is waiting for us to enter. We duck as soon as we here shoots coming from the house. We look at each other and rush inside. We take cover in the small kitchen behind the wall that separates the kitchen and living room. I pop my head out and quickly snap it back, Then my time comes when I hear one of them reloading there pistol. I run forward and fire three shots that find their mark and down the thug. The other thug swings at me with his pistol and hits me square in the face. I fall back and hit the ground near the sofa.

 

Axel comes out and kills the thug with a shot that finds the way through his upper torso. The thug falls, hitting the TV and dying after the impact. We walk into the room and the boyfriend is screaming at us. PUT THE GUN DOWN OR SHE DIES MOTHERFUCKER! I am tired of this and shoot his right leg and he falls to the ground. I fire a few more before he stops moving completely. We take the money and angrily move out of the house. We get into the car and decide to go party for the night.

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Pimpin' definitely wasn't easy, yet with the latest member of the Bun family in the mix it sure meant they were killin' it. And literally too, as they pulled away in the car after having just smoked a houseful of speed heads and cooks. The smell of gunpowder lingered as Axel began wiping down his revolver. He gave it a good wipe over then wrapped it up in the same bit of torn and worn cloth before tucking it under the front passenger seat. A third member of their group was in the back doing the same thing to Bun's guns. Handy Andy was simply what his name implied.

The plan was always to hit the town after a night like this. Attend to business first then lay low in a spot they could be later confirmed to have been at. Even if the times didn't match, the owner of the chosen club was well aware what their role was in all of this. The lowered monthly protection fee made sure of that.

Bun pulled into the Northern Club's parking area then shut off the engine and lights. Hands, which was the even shorter version of Andy's nickname, took on the next portion of the clockwork process as Bun and Axel headed toward the back entrance of the Fremont Street casino. His job was now to made quick work of those weapons so nothing could tie the two men to the dead bodies left at the drug den. Handy, as always. He pulled back out in the stolen ride and went to work.

On the other hand, Axel and Bun were about to do the opposite. A casual upward nod from Axel as he met the beefy goon at the back entrance was all that was needed before the same goon knocked his little knock on the door to alert another goon on the other side it was kosher to let the men enter. With a click of the dead bolt and a solid push on the fully fortified steel door, the men were let in and then left to their own devices.

It was a usual haunt for Axel, for the previous reason, yet also for business purposes relating to his own club in Vegas which was just a few blocks away. As Bun went off to enjoy the delights of Nevada's first ever licensed casino, Axel made his way to where the owner usually was. After another few brief social moments with more goons, Axel was finally at a back table with Harold Stoker, the owners son.

Harold was the manager put in charge due to his gambling experience when he was stake horsed in Tijuana. He'd play $5 a hand on 21 till he won, then bet $100 till he lost. Rinse and repeat. Not many were even able to play the game let alone deal it before Harold and his older brother Lester got involved, and it was due to his older brother's efforts that gambling actually became legal in the state of Nevada. So to say these guys knew the gaming business was an understatement, and to have such men in Axel's pocket was practically priceless.

The meeting didn't last long. It was a simple meet and greet to make sure both Axel and Giuseppe Bun were seen, for starters. Secondly, Harold was a big advocate of prostitution. He was all for regulating it as they did on Block 16 where Arizona Club was located, along with gambling he strongly believed prostitution to be a victimless crime. And in this, came Axel's business with Harold.

Besides the monthly protection money, Harold gave Axel the low down on various women looking for some extra work. Inside the envelope, along with bank notes, was a piece of paper with names and contact details. For the most part they were without telephone numbers, yet did contain at least an address to track them down to offer them a bit of extra work.

You see, although Harold spoke openly and assertively about the worlds oldest profession, the Northern Club didn't provide that type of service. That level of sin was left to Block 16, where the moniker Sin City was being fully utilized and openly flaunted. And the biggest baddest joint on the block was 'The Queen of Block 16', Arizona Club.

So naturally, the two had an agreement. Harold would keep an eye out for those wanting to get into the business, and Axel would pay for his networking by dropping the protection fee. Sometimes, he'd even let it slide altogether. Tonight wasn't one of those times, yet depending on how well these contacts worked out it may just be the next night Axel came in.

After a bit of socializing between the two, Axel thanked Harold once again and made his leave to find Bun within the casino. Eventually he spotted 'The Killer' at a roulette table with a couple of dames by his side. He was on a hot streak, maybe due to the heat the two would be under if Hands didn't do his job properly and rid them of any connection to their earlier house calls.

With time still on their side till Handy Andy returned with a new car and a newer set of tools, they still had some time to kill, so Axel joined Bun at the table for a bit of gambling before they had to make a move. Pimpin' wasn't at all easy, but if you played your cards right there was always time for a little fun and games.

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Giuseppe was on a good streak and he guessed that the women, that were on both of his sides were giving him some luck. As they put there hands lower, I got a blackjack! My eyes go wide and I almost jump out of my seat. The one brunette gives me a big hug and I take it as I continue to scream. The dealer with hate in his eyes looks at me before he hands over my money. I see him eyeballing me and I sit down again. I get a 16, I hit and I get a 4 card. I am hoping that he has less than 20 or busts please. A 22 Yes! This time the rage starts to happen and he shuffles the deck, making sure I was not cheating. I took a little offense in that, but let it slide. We continue with five more hands I win all the them and draw in the last. He stops and looks at me. He gets up and I can see him go to the management office. I can hear a bit of shouting and shuffling coming from inside of that office.  

I exchange glances with Axel and I begin to worry. Then a new dealer comes out and he clears everything. They think I am cheating for sure and I loss the next too hands on purpose. But I only bet minimum not wanting to loss my pot. But it was clear he knew what I was dong because I was kicked out of the table. I jump out of the table and move to the next. But the other tables were completely full so I went to the mini bar in the back of the casino area. It was by the slots machines and I order a drink. The women who were by me at the table, follow me to the bar. They wanted too take me outside and I thought it was a good option. Might as well have some fun in the back alley. I pull down my pants, just in time to receive a blow to my special place. After around ten minutes I pull up the zipper and come back inside. It was starting to get cold, I was not sure my privates appreciated the cold. I came back inside to see Axel still at the table having a good time. 

I fumble to the mens bathroom and clean myself up. I turn around to see three men that are carrying weapons. I brace for impact and I feel a punch go across my chin and I fall to the ground.  I try to cover my head and receive kicks, punches and much more too my dismay. I finally get up and feel a knee fly into my ribs. I fall again and feel the wind come out of my body. I fall to the ground and fall to the disgusting ground beneath me. I see them leave before my left eye closes. I try to remain conscious but my other right eye closes and I slump into the fetile position. Then nothing but darkness

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It didn't take Axel too long to realise Bun wasn't coming back too soon. But, he was a big boy, in fact a bit of a stone cold killer, so he didn't need babysitting. Axel spent a good portion of half an hour throwing money away on roulette. He had a little system that sometimes worked, but also sometimes didn't. Tonight, it was being a bitch. He was in high spirits though and gave the dealer a good tip before making his way outside.

Handy Andy was waiting outside for the pair, and strangely enough he'd been chatting to the same two women Bun was with earlier. Axel stepped to the trio and immediately raised his concerns, looking at Hands.

"Where's Bun?"

"Eh? He ain't been out 'ere'. Thought he was with you."

Axel looked at the broads who simply shrugged, yet did give an indication he'd gone back inside at one point. Before strolling back inside Axel gave an upward nod towards Hands who then proceeded to follow. Something just wasn't sitting right. It wasn't usual for Bun to not be ready and able. He was prompt and on point and even if he slipped away for moments at a time he always made sure to rally back.

Half an hour had passed, which was confirmed by Axel's pocket watch. He clicked it closed and slid it back into his trouser pocket as he approached the back table. Harold was still about and informed him he last saw Bun heading for the toilets. A quick glance at Andy was all the instruction he needed to give, and his hired hand was off to check whilst Axel scanned the various patrons around the casino.

Andy suddenly popped his head out and motioned for Axel. Ah, the night never fades, he thought, before stepping lively to see what Andy had found. It was Bun, beaten and unconscious in one of the bathroom stalls.

"Fuck. Get him up." Axel hastily instructed as he glanced around the bathroom for something, anything, to use as a container for some water. But it wasn't to be, so Axel quickly shuffled over to where Bun now sat, up against the stall wall. After a quick few slaps, he began to respond.

"There we go pal. Wake up Bun." Axel said in as reassuring a tone as possible.

"Who the fuck would've done this?" Andy queried, even more concerned than Axel, as he began pacing back and forth whilst Axel kept waking up Bun. A few more slaps and a few shakes of the head later, and he was at a point they could get him up and moving.

With someone at either side holding Bun, the group slowly made their way out of the bathroom.

Axel's mind was ticking over. It always did, yet when shit hit the fan and he wasn't drinking like a goldfish he was more heady than usual.

"Get Bun to the car, I'll meet you there." Axel said before leaving Handy Andy with the task and making a bee line for Harold.

"The fuck did you see?" Axel spat out in a state of heated bother. Now wasn't the time to get pissed at a business associate, but fuck it, this guy had to have seen something was Axel's thoughts.

"Three guys were also about the bathroom. One I remember when from when I was getting contact info from a girl, yeah, that's right." Harold said as if a light bulb had suddenly switched on. "He came in after she was done speaking with me, roughing her up and that."

"When was this?" Axel queried further as his blood kept boiling.

"Maybe a month ago now." Harold quickly replied. He understood Axel's state, and was happy to help. The two went back a little ways, so he knew it was to be expected of Axel when he was in 'fuck this shit' mode.

Axel gave a few nods as he exhaled part of his frustration. He turned to face the rest of the casino, pulled off his fedora then slid his fingers through his hair. He was thinking about who this could be. Maybe a girl's boyfriend that worked for him. Or retaliation to something else they had done. Just as he slipped the fedora back on his head, Harold let slip a vital piece of information.

"Oh by the way, her name was Destiny. That girl who gave me the details."

Axel smirked. His whole demeanour changed with that single, solitary word. Destiny. His racing thoughts stopped. He had all he needed. Now, things were different. This was the easy part. It was now time, to go, to work.

Axel thanked Harold once more as he pulled down on the brim of his fedora. He knew what he had to do next, but first, he had to attend to Bun. After exiting the casino and meeting the others in the newly pinched car, the trio made tracks for Arizona Club to settle themselves before rolling out again. Pimpin' was becoming more and more deadly by the evening, and tomorrow night would be no different.

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I wake up in a haze as I feel my head start to circle around quickly. I finally come to my senses to see that I am in a car with Axel driving like a mad man. In the back I see Mandy and he seems nervous. Axel hands me a shotgun and I try to shake my head. When my eye sight comes back, I see that we are flying down the highway in the middle of Vegas. I ask what is going on and Axel says we are going to find the fools that jumped my ass. They say they saw there car near the West Side where there is a lot of shit housing structures. He tells me that Mandy and I are going to jump out quickly, go up and end them. Then quickly jump back in and we are chill. So I agree as I hold the shotgun tight with both of my hands. We get there pull over, and shut off the lights. We see them sitting near the main structures playground area. I calm down and reload the cartridge with rounds. Mandy motions to me and we bot simultaneously get out of the car. He is carrying a M1 Garand which he named Handy. We sneak over and hid behind two separate cover positions. i am beheind a tree and Mandy is behind a park bench. I turn out of the tree firing two shots that takes out of the first thug. His two freinds which includes the boyfriend, take cover behind a small structure of the playground. Then the playground erupts in gunfire for about ten seconds. I pop out again shooting a few rounds before getting beheind the tree once again. 

 

This gives Mandy enough time too move closer and he handles one of the boyfriends freinds as he falls to the ground dead beheind the playground structure. The other two start to book it down to the apartment bottom floor which leaves them open. They are filled with lead with both my shotgun and Mandy's M!. I walk up to the bodies and make sure we killed them. I come up and turn them over but it's not the boyfriend just another thug. He must be held up in his room! I scream in the top of my lungs and turn towards Mandy. We both have the look that going in there is suicide since they now it and are looking to ambush us. There is a whole gang in there and only two of us. The numbers are completely on there side and we stand no chance. We go back to Axel and tell him how the shit went down. He says he can exit us on the assault but he has some guys he can call up. It may take a few minutes but we need more guys, so I gladly accept waiting for that long. 

 

After about ten minutes and see a Ford Model 18 V-8, which is dark black. Out comes two mobsters, how do I know this, I just know the type. Axel tells me that they are Mario Rizzardi and Rolando Masini​​​​​​​. I know these guys by there nicknames Mario's is Big Mario and Rolando's is Four Fingers. Rolando only has four fingers after his other finger was shot off when he toured during World War 1. Mario brought his M1 Thompson and Rolando has his grease gun. The grease gun is called that because of it's texture and is mostly used by mobsters now. We walk over in a group and hide beheind both sides of the lobby door. I kick it open, making a bullet got grazing over my hat and I take cover behind an wall near the door. The guy is drooped by Mario as I move towards the wall. We then clear the first floor and then start to go up the staircase to the second floor. 

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The second floor. Ohhhh the second floor. Nobody wanted to be on the second floor. Not now, not during what was about to kick off, and not after it, as it would forever go down as 'the second floor massacre'. The building would later be boarded up and for years to come kids and those coming of age would brave the various half true stories of multiple murders, serial killers, and some even spoke of torture to hopefully try get a glimpse of the ghosts of the dead.

It would become a haunted site for the city over, yet now, right now, the real story unfolded. As the group hurried up the staircase Bun gave them the signal to stop, and then wait. He sensed something was up. His animalistic tendencies meant he had the heightened ability to sense danger. Rolando 'Four Fingers' slowly edged past Bun, removed a pocket watch and flicked it open. Using the inner mirror, he bent down and put his hand out just a little and as close to the floor as possible.

Rolando shuffled back and gave the hand sign to count roughly twenty men. 'Twenty fuckn men?!' Axel thought. Without thinking of a strategy Axel's not so lovely and hug friendly side kicked in. As if the thing played out in slow motion, which is how the story was told years and years later, he raised Betty up and gripped her tightly, because today was as good a day as any to die.

The Thompson submachine gun had been dangling at his side, till now. Because now, it was time, to go, to work. As the other three in their group watched Axel step out from behind the wall and into the open area at the end of the corridor, fling his gun toward the nearest man and start firing, they too did the same thing.

All men were in 'balls out, come get some you mother fuckers us against the world' mode. Fear was present but it wasn't a part of their experience. It was off to the side spectating as they braved the odds with brass balls that some could argue was actually instead stupidity. None the less, they just didn't give a fuck.

Axel squeezed hard on the trigger and sprayed the chopper from left to right across the first few doorways, dropping bodies in the process and tearing the absolute fuck out of the hallway and everything in the guns path. The corridor had many doors on either side where men were poking out from, using the doorways and rooms as cover, and firing back from.

Axel kept moving forward down the hallway as the other three men did the same, firing their guns and dropping bodies left and right. Some versions of the stories later included an Angel fighting with them and protecting them from any and all bullets, as they just didn't get hit in return. Walking away untouched from such an outnumbered gun battle was part of the lore.

After a good eight - ten men were dropped, the group was now at about a halfway point in the corridor. Feeling the need to reload, Axel ducked down and took cover inside one of the doorways as he pulled off the empty magazine and reloaded another. He noticed Bun, Four Fingers and Big Mario do the same. As they took cover, bullets kept wizzing by and with the sound of gunshots still echoing, it was obvious the other side didn't get the timeout memo.

They paused a moment and reloaded. Some say this never happened and they just kept moving forward killing each and every guy on that second floor without getting shot in return, like they were impervious to harm. But they did pause a moment before kicking on, and before Bun then took the lead.

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Giuseppe knows that it's time out to take out the other six men who were firing from there cover positions down the corridor. As soon as they leave the cover they are blasted and dropped. It was a massacre again and we acted as if were on a mission. I still to this day have no idea how we ended up surviving and with no injuries. We finally cleared the corridor and looked behind us. Twenty men now rest here and there bodies fill the hallway, which is starting to smell like something awful. 

 

We make it up the last staircase of the last level, before we get to the roof. i stand beheind the door, ready for another insane and long gunfight. But as I open, not even one bullet or any noise whats so ever protrudes down the hallway. As soon as Axel, Four Fingers, and Big Mario all get up we all freeze in slight shock. We finally continue down and can hear chatter coming from three doors down. Those guys are waiting for us and that's a smart idea. But indeed we are smarter and I ask Four Fingers if he has a little present for those thugs in there. He gives out a smirk, as he pulls out a grenade. He drops it into my hands and I tell Axel to cover me. 

 

As I begin too kick the door handle, I hear shuffling inside as they are getting ready for us. I take off the pin at the right moment so when the door opens the grenade only has a few moments before it detonates the whole room. I chuck it in and bounces off the wall, and I quickly slam the door shut. I wait a few seconds before I let Big Mario and Four Fingers check out the room. They call me in moments later and it's a horror show inside. Four bodies lay lifeless, one is beheind the second bed. The other flew and ended up in the middle of the room. The other was thrown and hit the wall by the radio. We check the rest of the room and it seems to be empty. But then we hear heavy breathing coming from a closet. 

 

I smoke my cigar and blow the smoke towards the closet. This punk has nowhere to go. I tell Axel to handle this, I need to find the boyfriend, I think he is on the roof. I quickly make my way up the staircase to the roof and leave the other three alone with the closet troll. 

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