| Oct 10 - 18:49:45 |
|
| Post Reply | Post new topic | Page: 1 |
| Don't lose your head! | Started by: Fibonacci on May 20, '17 17:50 |
|
He knew it was bad....the coughing...the blood...he lit another cigar and enjoyed the dizzy sickness it brought him... It had gone ok....just....the corpse with no head now made him feel slight sick again but he knew business had to be sorted. Money first then the..body next.
They had all agreed the cut but he saw some looks and exchanges that made him feel uncomfortable...he watched and waited - he had learnt time was sometimes your biggest asset. The smell was starting to become unpleasant...
He looked around at all, it had been a true team effort but the washing suits suits would be a burn job by the look of it. Money first....his father had taught him well....
Guys lock and load the car for fucking hells sake....we need all hands and mops here for the rest...be quick - he screamed like a baby girl for christ's sake the fuzz will soon be here here. Move it!!! |
|
| Report Post | Tip |
|
Swaliny looked at fibonacci. He looked like he was about to throw up, but he probably didn't mind. Swaliny herself didn't mind the smell that much. She was kinda used to it as she had been around dead, rotting people her whole life. Standing there she was ready to get her hands dirty but not too dirty. After all she still had to be able to get her part of the money. She walks over to fib and stands beside him. are you ok? Seems like you are not feeling too well. |
|
| Reply by: swaliny at May 20, '17 18:56 | |
| Report Post | Tip |
|
Demonic- stays in the car ready to get away when needed He sees fibs through the corner of his being sick outside "Are you ok, try this" he hands her his flask of whiskey and bottle of bleach "You will be fine once you have had a drop of this and use the bleach for your hands it will get rid of that smell" |
|
| Reply by: Demonic- at May 20, '17 19:15 | |
| Report Post | Tip |
|
Using the method his father had taught him he managed to hold onto the bile that was consuming his thoughts. stomach and throat...shit needed sorting.....
I am ok thanks swaliny just keen to get this fucking money in the trunk and this corpse gone and we need to move faster....you better with cash or corpses??
He rested cautiously on a nearby table to steady himself and his stomach as he waited....he'd done the tricky part for fucking hells sake now these fuckers needed to move and fast... |
|
| Reply by: Fibonacci at May 20, '17 19:15 | |
| Report Post | Tip |
|
pats Demonic- on the arm as cannot speak....wasn't the first time he had helped him this way and was very grateful. In the moment he flew like a bird - killed on command and never flinched...it was always the aftermath that got him... He drank greedily and attempted a smile... |
|
| Reply by: Fibonacci at May 20, '17 19:18 | |
| Report Post | Tip |
|
Swaliny nodded and quickly said money. She walked towards the pile and grabbed a whole lot to get it into the car. She ran as fast as she could making everyone run with her. Faster you lazy basterds! We need to get this in the trunk fast! Finishing with the cash she walked towards fibonacci. The money is done. |
|
| Reply by: swaliny at May 20, '17 19:22 | |
| Report Post | Tip |
|
Coltrane arrived on scene minutes after he heard the scream. At first, he thought it was a dying pig or something of the sort, but then he remembered he was in Detroit. Who the hell had a pig in Detroit? So he grinded his gears up and biked towards the sound. Once he got there, he saw his friends, standing next to dead corpse and packing some cash in the trunk of a car. Confusion slowly took place as he was wondering what was going on. Why was his lovely Left Hand putting cash in the car. Why was his pubic hair dealer standing over the headless man, as pale as a ghost. And there was this extremely attractive and new crew leader waiting in the car. He hid behind a bush, trying to be stealthy and looking for some clues that would help him understand what was going on. |
|
| Reply by: Coltrane at May 20, '17 19:38 | |
| Report Post | Tip |
|
Driving by after a business meeting with Beruit seeing the crowds of people Driver pull over What's this my lh on top of a wooden box with bleach and a flask Coltrane hiding behind the bush like a fairy Takes out cooler and lawn chairs Beruit take seat and a beer |
|
| Reply by: Razor-blade-mario at May 20, '17 20:21 | |
| Report Post | Tip |
| Coltrane come over here take a seat and a cold beer get out of bush | |
| Reply by: Razor-blade-mario at May 20, '17 21:37 | |
| Report Post | Tip |
|
"What the fuck are doing here?" he asked Razor-Blade-Mario, immensly amused. He was probably the one who enjoyed the situation the most, his teeth where showing from his huge smile. He grabbed the beer his friend was handing him, as he sat down and laughed with him. There was an unknown chap sitting next to them, he knew his name was Beruit. "Hey there, the name's Coltrane!" he said, offering him his hand. |
|
| Reply by: Coltrane at May 21, '17 03:02 | |
| Report Post | Tip |
|
Having heard of something going down Divina quickly got her driver and called Enigma and Harold "Come on gentlemen sounds like everyone is having fun without us." Upon arriving and getting out of her car she immediately starts laughing and calls out to Razor-Blade-Mario "where's my chair and beer. This looks like quite the entertainment. What are you all doing?" |
|
| Reply by: Divina_Princeps at May 21, '17 04:38 | |
| Report Post | Tip |
|
Coltrane get the slackers a chair. Beruit here's 100 we might need supplies have my driver take u get more take caius Marcus and aro with u Hands Divina,Harold and Enigma beers |
|
| Reply by: Razor-blade-mario at May 21, '17 04:48 | |
| Report Post | Tip |
|
He knew the rumours of his post kill....issues - had been circulating. This was his chance to prove to the boss he had it sorted - he had seen him arrive and now he knew he had to hold his stomach and deal with the body and the mess and the HEAD!!!
In a show of casual assertion he football kicked the head over to swaliny
Can you take care of that please, the rest of you we need something to wrap the body in and something to clean up this blood!
As vomit filled his mouth he turned away and swallowed it hoping no-one noticed. Turning back sweat now starting to drip from his brow he just simply said
NOW guys we don't have much time!!! |
|
| Reply by: Fibonacci at May 21, '17 06:58 | |
| Report Post | Tip |
| Post Reply | View All Threads | Page: 1 |
Minimum $20,000
