Slasher
Crew of the Yellow Submarine
Posts: 509 
|
Post by Slasher on Aug 30, 2015 19:53:33 GMT -5
"We've talked about this Mick, call me Bobby." He says with a smile. Then, he puts out his cigarette and gets to work.
|
|
Chris
Crew of the Yellow Submarine
ERROR
Nigga when you uh when you uh when uh when uh when uh when uh when you uh
Posts: 743
CYS Account: Chris113022
|
Post by Chris on Aug 30, 2015 19:55:36 GMT -5
"We've talked about this Mick, call me Bobby." He says with a smile. Then, he puts out his "Sure thing, Bobby." Mick says, and with that the group finishes up for the day. They finish packing the meth into the plastic tubs, and Gary loads the tubs into a truck. |
|
Slasher
Crew of the Yellow Submarine
Posts: 509
|
Post by Slasher on Aug 30, 2015 19:57:10 GMT -5
Bobby takes a look at the truck. "Where is this shipment going?"
|
|
Chris
Crew of the Yellow Submarine
ERROR
Nigga when you uh when you uh when uh when uh when uh when uh when you uh
Posts: 743
CYS Account: Chris113022
|
Post by Chris on Aug 30, 2015 19:59:28 GMT -5
Bobby takes a look at the truck. "Where is this shipment going?" "Just for our dealers around town." Gary says, getting into the truck and driving away. |
|
Slasher
Crew of the Yellow Submarine
Posts: 509
|
Post by Slasher on Aug 30, 2015 20:00:33 GMT -5
Bobby then gets into his limo and has the driver take him to his mansion.
|
|
|
|
Post by Hey look it's Tim on Aug 30, 2015 20:04:08 GMT -5
Mike goes inside and Immediately gets his pants and pulls out his phone.
|
|
Chris
Crew of the Yellow Submarine
ERROR
Nigga when you uh when you uh when uh when uh when uh when uh when you uh
Posts: 743
CYS Account: Chris113022
|
Post by Chris on Aug 30, 2015 20:08:28 GMT -5
Mike goes inside and Immediately gets his pants and pulls out his phone. He looks around for his pants, yet he doesn't find them. He then remembers that he threw his pants out the car window when the group was driving to the desert... Damn. Bobby then gets into his limo and has the driver take him to his mansion. Before he gets in, however, Mick comes running out the door, a panicked look on his face. "Where the fuck is the meth?!" |
|
|
|
Post by Hey look it's Tim on Aug 30, 2015 20:11:26 GMT -5
He grabs anyone's pants and walks outside.
OOC: Chris, my weapons and valuables were in those pants. I expect compensation.
|
|
Chris
Crew of the Yellow Submarine
ERROR
Nigga when you uh when you uh when uh when uh when uh when uh when you uh
Posts: 743
CYS Account: Chris113022
|
Post by Chris on Aug 30, 2015 20:14:48 GMT -5
He grabs anyone's pants and walks outside. OOC: Chris, my weapons and valuables were in those pants. I expect compensation. He grabs the pants off of a man. Well, he's out in the middle of nowhere... Thankfully, there's a car like ten feet away. OOC: Don't worry m8, it's all at your home. |
|
|
|
Post by Hey look it's Tim on Aug 30, 2015 20:25:43 GMT -5
He gets in the car and checks for keys, as well as valuables.
|
|
Slasher
Crew of the Yellow Submarine
Posts: 509
|
Post by Slasher on Aug 30, 2015 20:40:27 GMT -5
"Gary's truck. What's wrong, sport?" Bobby asked, concerned.
|
|
Chris
Crew of the Yellow Submarine
ERROR
Nigga when you uh when you uh when uh when uh when uh when uh when you uh
Posts: 743
CYS Account: Chris113022
|
Post by Chris on Aug 30, 2015 21:05:10 GMT -5
Slasher"I knew we should've killed that fucker... He's been stealin' our supplies for the last week so me and the boys beat him within an inch of his life!" With that, Mick runs after Gary's truck. Hey look it's TimThe keys are, oddly, on the dashboard. The only valuables he finds is a golden amulet, maybe worth about two hundred or so dollars, around the steering wheel and sixty bucks in the glove box. Sent"Us... And them..." Comes from the record player that Thomas magically has. He's only half-way through The Dark Side of The Moon, and he's already high as fuck. He's got nothing to do today, and it's time to just unwind and... KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK he hears, his bloodshot eyes darting towards the door. So much for nothing to do...
|
|
|
|
Post by Hey look it's Tim on Aug 30, 2015 21:20:48 GMT -5
Mike starts up the car.
|
|
|
|
Post by Sent on Aug 30, 2015 21:24:24 GMT -5
Slasher"I knew we should've killed that fucker... He's been stealin' our supplies for the last week so me and the boys beat him within an inch of his life!" With that, Mick runs after Gary's truck. Hey look it's TimThe keys are, oddly, on the dashboard. The only valuables he finds is a golden amulet, maybe worth about two hundred or so dollars, around the steering wheel and sixty bucks in the glove box. Sent"Us... And them..." Comes from the record player that Thomas magically has. He's only half-way through The Dark Side of The Moon, and he's already high as fuck. He's got nothing to do today, and it's time to just unwind and... KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK he hears, his bloodshot eyes darting towards the door. So much for nothing to do... Thomas glares suspiciously at the door, and then at the record player. He snuffed out his joint and furtively peeked through the blinds on his "Dining room" window. (His dining room being defined as a simple booth directly across from his "kitchen" which was merely the barest essentials of a kitchen, two counters, (one doubled as a cupboard, the other doubled as a mini fridge) one stove, one sink, and the liquor cabinet leaning against it.) |
|
Chris
Crew of the Yellow Submarine
ERROR
Nigga when you uh when you uh when uh when uh when uh when uh when you uh
Posts: 743
CYS Account: Chris113022
|
Post by Chris on Aug 30, 2015 21:28:40 GMT -5
Slasher"I knew we should've killed that fucker... He's been stealin' our supplies for the last week so me and the boys beat him within an inch of his life!" With that, Mick runs after Gary's truck. Hey look it's TimThe keys are, oddly, on the dashboard. The only valuables he finds is a golden amulet, maybe worth about two hundred or so dollars, around the steering wheel and sixty bucks in the glove box. Sent"Us... And them..." Comes from the record player that Thomas magically has. He's only half-way through The Dark Side of The Moon, and he's already high as fuck. He's got nothing to do today, and it's time to just unwind and... KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK he hears, his bloodshot eyes darting towards the door. So much for nothing to do... Thomas glares suspiciously at the door, and then at the record player. He snuffed out his joint and furtively peeked through the blinds on his "Dining room" window. (His dining room being defined as a simple booth directly across from his "kitchen" which was merely the barest essentials of a kitchen, two counters, (one doubled as a cupboard, the other doubled as a mini fridge) one stove, one sink, and the liquor cabinet leaning against it.) He sees a young woman, only about 20 or so, standing at the door. She knocks again, shouting: "Goddammit, I know you're in there!" He doesn't seem to recognize the girl, either... An unpleasant noise can be heard, yet the car still starts up. |
|
