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| Cigar Heist. | Started by: John-Dillinger on May 06, '17 11:56 |
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John was posted up in his car somewhere in BlackBottom Detroit, he needed a score, and be needed one fast, he was hoping for something Semi small time, and had word or a few trucks hauling cigars, but being a smart criminal he never moves on words. A few hours pass by and then he sees the truck it pulled over just across the street from him, according to the information it stops exactly here, everyday, at the exact same time, someone out there is running a tight ship. After gathering all the information he needed John hopped out the car and went to the payphone next to his car to bring in a partner to help him out. *Ring Ring* "Hello? @Tris? Remember when you said you'll help me score a goal in soccer? Yeah, there's a game tomorrow, yeah. Sure meet me at my house, a few Pre game drinks." John hung up the phone and got back in his car, turning the ignition and setting off back to his place, making sure to follow all the road rules to not draw any attention at all. drive was short, uneventful and boring as usual, he pulled up outside his house where @Tris was already waiting, he hopped out the car and went straight into the house, not even acknowledging his associate. As soon as they both step foot in the house he begins to lay out the plan. "Cigars. The finest in the city, one truck, driver and guard, quick and clean, we wait here till tomorrow, get shitfaced or something." spending the night drinking and doing bullshit, the time finally came, John grabbed his Kit passed @Tris a Mask and Loaded gun and set out to take the score. |
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Out of coincidence, Coltrane happened to practice some bike tricks nearby. He was trying to complete a hollie, his first ever trick on a bike. He suddenly heard loud noise coming from the Divergent HQ. Sounded like John-Dillinger and Tris, having a crazy night once again. Not in crazy hot kind of way, the crazy alcohol kind of way. He silently walked over and spied on the couple..... herm good friends having a good time and doing some crazy. Suddenly, out of nowhere, John took a gun out and passed to his crew leader. Wondering what was going on, he walked over to the front door and knocked three clear times. |
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| Reply by: Coltrane at May 07, '17 02:33 | |
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John puts the guns away and Answers the door, he just kind of stares Coltrane dead in the eyes... He breaths a sigh of relief and drags him into the place. "Jesus fuck, I thought you were the cops! Don't do that shit man!" He looks Coltrane up and down, he's already got gloves on, probably from his biking. "Eh fuck it your already dressed for the occasion, you want to earn yourself some cash?" |
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| Reply by: John-Dillinger at May 07, '17 04:35 | |
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| "Fucking pussy..." he whispered under his breath after John-Dillinger's little sermoning. "You know cash is my middle name brother, what's up?" he asked, taking out a small silver revolver from his jacket. | |
| Reply by: Coltrane at May 08, '17 02:31 | |
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John punched Coltrane in the arm "Pussy? What happened at that brothel again? Yea though so." He said before walking into the common room and grabbing a cigar, "This my friend, well, not this single cigar...A whole truck full of the sweet little bastards, quick and easy." He stops a moment and lights up the cigar, taking a few puffs before explaining more. "They run like clockwork, we stop the car in front of them, pull out the blam blams and threaten them, they don't hop out then they get to meet there fathers, get what I'm saying?" He says before passing the cigar to Coltrane |
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| Reply by: John-Dillinger at May 08, '17 02:39 | |
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"Bro that was ages ago!" he chuckled, turning red under his black skin. He dropped his revolver on the table, grabbing the cigar and listening to his friend explain the situation. After puffing out the cancer from his lungs, he slowly nodded. "I like te way you think, I fucking love it. So when are we up?" he asked before taking another huge puff. Just as he did that, three clear knocks rang from the front door. "I got it!" he yelled, dashing to the door and opening it. It was his big fat bodyguard Chu. "I was just checking if you where alright boss..." he explained himself. "Everything's good bud, thanks for checking thought. Wait..... Johnny boy do think we need another pair of arms with us?" |
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| Reply by: Coltrane at May 08, '17 02:57 | |
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John stares at the fat guy at the door thinking of a job in the heist he'll be good for. "Can he drive? Because honestly, i cant be arsed to drive. Ooh!! Can this one shoot straight? Unlike that junkie you hired last time? And give me my fucking cigar back! They cost an arm to get around here!" |
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| Reply by: John-Dillinger at May 08, '17 03:15 | |
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He shook his head when his friend mentionned the junky. "Listen mate, Chu ain't no junky. He's the most skilled and loyal person you'll meet on this planet. Promise." he said taking a last big puff form the hand rolled cigar. "The man can do anything you want, except puzzles..." he said, winking at Chu. "So! When are we up?" |
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| Reply by: Coltrane at May 09, '17 00:41 | |
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John snatched the cigar from Coltrane and puffed on it as he looked to the sofa and saw tris passed out snoring he then looked back at Coltrane. "Apparently someone can't handle the alcohol, fuck it, let's go do this shit now, it's now or never right?" John walked out of the building and hopped in the back seat of the car still puffing on his cigar before hanging out the window. "Cmon! Let's go! We got people to rob!" |
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| Reply by: John-Dillinger at May 09, '17 01:05 | |
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"Come on Chu, drive us there..." said Coltrane, sitting in front. The bodyguard slammed his foot on the accelerator, projecting both men in the back of their seats. He kept on accelerating, zooming through the cars on the road. They arrived a couple of minutes later, as Chu parked his car in the middle of the road. "That should do the job just fine..." he said with a smirk. "Now... we wait!" He took out a flask of whiskey from his jacket and took a big swig. "Want some?" |
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| Reply by: Coltrane at May 10, '17 01:45 | |
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John shook his head at Coltrane's offer "I don't drink on the job man, meet to keep a clear head" he said with a slight chuckle. They waited a couple more minutes and a truck came driving around the corner John slapped Chu on the arm and he hit the gas, flying down the road head on with the truck, as we got closer the truck swerved, trying to miss us, and ended up mounting the side walk. "Show time boys" he said with a grin across his face as he hopped out the car, pulling his pistol from its holster and running up to the drivers side pointing the gun at the drivers head "Out the fuckin truck! Hands in the air motherfucker!" The driver hesitant to move just sat there, this made John get pissed off, "The fuck you doing! OUT!" *BANG* John let a shot off, missing the driver by inches, he soon hopped out and got met with the bottom of his pistol. "Hey C! Check the merch! Make sure it's there!" He said with a slight maniacal laugh. |
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| Reply by: John-Dillinger at May 10, '17 02:03 | |
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"Pffffffff..." answered Colt with a little corner smile, just as Chu accelerated towards the truck. He quickly hopped out of the car and calmly walked over to the truck wreck. He followed Johnny Ding's orders, who seemed pretty tense by the looks of it, already shooting at the driver. He opened the back door with the help from his bodyguard Chu. "There merch is legit!" he yelled, lighting one up. "Aaaaaaaah they're legit, trust me." He exhaled the devils smoke before putting it right back in his mouth. He started to unload the truck and place them in the trunk of the car. "A little help here bud?" |
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| Reply by: Coltrane at May 10, '17 02:21 | |
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John smiles after hearing the merch was legit, he walked over to the driver "Good boy sonny, Tell your boss TylerDurder, sends his regards yes? Good boy" he whipped him with his gun again rendering him unconscious. He then runs to the back of the truck and starts putting boxes in the trunk untill it was full, he picked up another box and placed it on his lap as he got in the car before screaming with joy. "We fuckin did it boys! WE DID IT! SHIT!" He said rocking back and forth in the car slapping Chu on the back of the head as he got in the car. |
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| Reply by: John-Dillinger at May 10, '17 02:26 | |
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"THAT'S RIGHT! WE FUCKING DID IT! WE ARE THE BEST OOOOYE!" yelled Coltrane, out of excitement, firing gunshots in the air. Johnny D was slapping Chu's head and the bald man was laughing, enjoying the head massage he was getting. Then suddenly, a police car came out of the blue, lights flashing and guns blazing. They took a couple of shots towards the mafiosos before Chu abruptly drifted to his right. Curses came out of Coltrane's mouth as the car barreled across the dense Detroit grass, finally stopping on its head. "What the fuck do we do know? I mean, the cigars are toast that's for sure..." |
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| Reply by: Coltrane at May 11, '17 02:23 | |
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John, in complete shock as to what happened hops out of the car and pulls his pistol. "Fuck!" He yelled after dragging Coltrane from the car. "Shoot! Kill all these fuckin pigs!" He screams as he pulls the trigger of his pistol. *BANG BANG BANG...BANG.* Shots rang out echoing throughout Detroit bringing even more cops to the scene. "We need to get underground! The sewers! Where's the nearest entrance?" He said now calmly shooting the cops infront of him. |
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| Reply by: John-Dillinger at May 11, '17 02:27 | |
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"Over here!" yelled Coltrane, pointing at a closed sewer cap. "Lift it up Chu!" he asked, and the fat man did just that. He quickly hopped down the entrance and ran through the putrid smell that came out from the dirty waters. "If I'm not mistaken, the tent should be just over our heads right now." he explained, waiting for Chu to open the cap for them again. He peaked out from the whole, like a ground hog. "Coast is clear.." he whispered, lifting himself up back in streets and walked back into the tent as Chu closed the cap behind them. "Too bad for those cigars... they where pretty damn good..." |
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| Reply by: Coltrane at May 11, '17 02:36 | |
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