Chapter 14: Gangsta Killer
Yang drove around LS looking for a mission. She started to get bored. Out of nowhere, someone called her.. It didn't say who it was calling. "Wonder who's calling this time," Yang said. Yang answered the phone.
Michael: Yeah, who's this?
Rickie: It's Rickie from Lifeinvader. I know you're the bro who deactivated Jay, bro.
"So is he going to swear vengeance on us by hiring hitman to kill us? Cause that'll be awsome!" Yang said.
Michael: I have no idea what you're talking about, pal.
Rickie: What you do is your business, bro. Anyway, Jay really got a big head once people started calling him a god... guess you proved he wasn't one. They reintegrated my team in Burundi after the design got signed off, and now my shares ain't worth dick.
Michael: Sorry about that.
"He really isn't," Weiss said.
Rickie: I need work, and I thought maybe you could provide.
"Why would we provide you work? All we did was kill a guy, who is your boss. For all we know, we're the ones that do the work," Blake said.
"He could work well as for computer repair services," Ruby said.
Rickie: I mean, I'm smart enough to track you down, aren't I?
"How did he track us down?" Weiss wondered.
Michael: I guess you are. Hey, I'll be in touch if anything comes up.
The game informs Yang that she gained Rickie Lukens as a Heist member. "We're probably never gonna use him," Yang said.
"We already have a heist planned out, so what's the point?" Blake wondered. After driving around the place for a little longer, Yang decided to switch to Franklin. The camera zooms out of Michael's location and zooms in on Franklin's. Franklin walked out of a small building with a drug symbol on it.
"Franklin, were you smoking?" Yang asked.
"Isn't that a drug symbol on the building?" Ruby asked.
"Yep, marijuana. An illegal drug that the White Fang sorta used to make extra cash for their operations," Blake said.
"Damn, I though the White Fang was a extremists organization that fight for rights," Weiss said.
"Oh, they are. It's just now they're a extremist criminal organization that fight for rights and do illegal stuff for fun or for money," Blake explained. Yang got in a car and drove to the mission marker, which was around Franklin's house. She got off and walked into the small circle.
The Long Stretch
Franklin walks into the house and the time went from afternoon to late night. Loud screaming was heard from inside the house. "I guess Franklin finally had enough of his aunt and is right now slowly killing her," Ruby said. Yang looked at her awkwardly. "That's what it sounds like!"
The camera shows what is happening inside and it shows Franklin's aunt and a few of her friends screaming for no reason. "Are they trying to meditate? Because they sure look like they're dressed for it," Yang said.
"Meditation doesn't require screaming, it requires peace and silence along with deep breathing," Weiss said.
Denise: Oooh, all our prayers have been answered...
"That's how you pray in America? What a bunch of fucking idiots," Blake said.
Denise:Well, hello.
The camera shows Franklin standing in the side watching them. "It must be very awkward for Franklin," Ruby said.
Franklin: I don't want to know.
Denise: Franklin.
Franklin: What the fuck? I mean what the hell going on here?
"I would've reacted the same way," Yang said.
Denise: Wait a minute, Franklin. What are you doing here?
"He lives here you idiot!" Weiss yelled.
Franklin: I live here. This half my house, too.
Denise: So you say. Anyway, Magenta is reinvigorating my femininity.
"I don't see how that reinvigorates femininity," Blake said.
Denise: So make yourself scarce, boy. Go.
Franklin: With pleasure. (Leaves house).
Denise: And stay out of trouble!
"I'm probably going to kill a rival gang, hopefully," Yang said. Franklin walks out of the house and sees Lamarand other gangster with him.
"Fuck, he's back," Weiss said.
Lamar: I'm like, "Bitch, you ain't more of a man than me."
Gangster: I hear that.
Lamar: Gangsta shit, nigga. Look who's biz-ack!
"Some random street thug, yay," Blake said unexcited.
Gangster: Sup, fool. (Franklin greets Lamar, not the other guy. Lamar: What's happenin' with it, man.). Oh, no, no, show some respect here, nigga. The man they couldn't hold down is back. Come on now.
"Why should I give respect to you? You're just another street thug like me and Lamar," Yang said.
Franklin: Damn, man, I gotta spend my day with another middle-aged fool trying to recapture his youth?
"Is he talking about Michael?" Ruby asked.
"Well Michael isn't trying to recapture his youth, he's trying to capture the attention from his family," Weiss said.
Gangster: What this fool just say?
"He says that you're a middle-aged fool trying to recapture his youth!" Yang yelled.
Franklin: I missed you, dog.
Gangster: Oh, oh, you missed me, huh?
"What do you want us to say? Do you want us to say that we love you?" Blake wondered.
Franklin: Nah, I ain't missed you. Your ass could've stayed gone for good. So I fucked your girl, mugged your moms, and better yet, I ain't thought about your ass in years.
"Damn, shots fired," Ruby said.
Gangster: You got jokes now, huh? Hey, I see you doing well for yourself, check that on out,
Franklin: Shit, I'm doing just fine.
Gangster: That's what I hear. But I know some sweet boys in the pen that got bigger balls than you.
Franklin: Oh, you been doing your time looking at sweet boy balls?
"12/10 burn right there," Yang said.
"Not possible," Weiss said. Yang threw a pillow at her and Weiss got knocked back off her bed. "Ow."
Franklin: It's good to have confirmation.
Gangster: This funny fuck... Why you keep hanging around this clown, L? Shake this fool, man.
"Its because I bust him out of every situation he gets in and he drags me along for whatever stupid plan he has in mind," Yang said.
"Wonder why he's here?" Ruby asked.
"Probably for another not thought out plan," Weiss said. "Probably something stupid like making a deal with a rival gang."
Lamar: We come from the same set, Stretch?
"Is his name really Stretch? Because that's a stupid!" Weiss commented.
"What kind of street name is that?" Yang wondered.
"Trust me, I've meet some people weird street names," Blake said.
Lamar: Why, why y'all niggas can't get along?
"Because, one, we don't want to get involved with your plans, two, he's being a douchebag and talks about looking at sweet boy balls, and three... I don't have a third reason," Yang said.
Lamar: You all been doing this shit for years, man,
Franklin: You know what, dog, it's good your back home. Glad you here. Missed you, boy. Man... You definitely got hit up inside.
Stretch: (Pushes Franklin). Hit up?
"Learn to take a joke," Yang said.
Franklin: Hey, hey.
Stretch: Yo, motherfucker, I know little niggas like you been turned out on the daily. Talking about being hit up, nigga, I swear. You ain't got no motherfucking respect.
"I don't have to respect you, you thug," Weiss said.
Franklin: Motherfucker, I got respect for reality.
Stretch: Reality?
"The thing that's around you and is real," Blake said.
Stretch: Alright, alright, you keep thinking that. Just keep thinking that, nigga.
"Let's play a drinking, for everytime they say the n-word, take drink," Yang said. Blake takes out a flask of alcohol and accepted the challenge. She took the first sip.
Stretch: Shit, you gon' get yours.
Franklin: Fuck you.
Stretch: I swear, man.
Lamar: Striz-etch, come on, cool out. Chill man.
"I know, for a guy who looks like a big time gangster, he's bitching like a girl," Blake said.
Stretch: What the fuck, man? This motherfucker get on my Goddamm nerves.
Lamar: The nigga get on my nerves too, man. Part of the nigga charm, man,
"I don't think Franklin has charm. He has annoyance from you," Weiss said.
Lamar: F, come on, man, let's just bust a move, man. You gonna drive or what, pimp?
Franklin: Drive where?
"Ugh, I have to fucking drive again!" Yang yelled.
"This is starting to look more like a taxi game then a crime game," Ruby said.
Lamar: Pick up this heat, nigga.
"We're getting a gun?" Blake wondered.
"I hope so," Yang said.
Franklin: Why?
Stretch and Lamar: Business, nigga.
"Fuck, why do I feel like it's going to end up badly and we have to end up killing people," Blake said.
"Fingers crossed," Yang said.
Lamar: Business. Come on, y'all niggas act like girls.
"You act like an idiot," Weiss said. Franklin, Lamar, and Stretch got in a four seated car and Yang started to drive.
"This isn't even my car!" Yang yelled.
"I guess this is the only way for you to continue playing the game," Ruby said.
Stretch: Ammu-Nation. Come on. Let's go.
"The gun store is called Ammu-Nation? What a ridiculous name," Weiss said.
"I think it's clever," Ruby said.
"Man, I hope they have epic badass weapons like the ones we have!" Yang said excitedly. Yang started to drive to the location marked on the map.
Lamar: You checked this guy's look? Gutter-ass hair. Gutter-ass clothes. He comin' up, but he ain't puttin' down.
"Is he talking about me?" Yang wondered.
"Probably, I don't see any problem with Franklin's appearance. He looks like an average thug, like Lamar," Blake said.
Stretch: Shit ain't legit.
Franklin: Nigga, I'll show you legit, punk.
Stretch: You know, when I was away, you punks were little homies, and I was a big homie. Now I'm out, and you little homies is big homies, but you still got to respect.
"We don't have to respect a lowlife thug," Blake said.
"Why are we doing this with Lamar and Stretch, Franklin clearly hates Stretch and Lamar is known to do stupid shit," Weiss said.
Franklin: Man, what the fuck this nigga talking about?
Lamar: We all big homies, but he bigger, right?
"This isn't a fucking social class system. Lamar is starting to sound like a suck-up to this Stretch guy," Blake said.
Stretch: Exactly.
"Nope, you're just a gangster like Franklin and Lamar! This isn't social heiarchy!" Weiss explained
"What makes him so big anyways?" Ruby wondered.
Franklin: Man, that's some fucking pyramid scheme bullshit.
"Exactly," Blake said.
Lamar: Pyramid is good, man. Illuminati pharaoh shit.
Yang reached the weapon store and got off the car.
Lamar: Soon as we get this shit, soon as we get paid, homie.
Franklin: Soon as we get incarcerated is more likely.
Yang walked up the small set of stairs and went into the building.
Ammu-Nation employee: Ammu-Nation. Armorer to the stars.
Franklin: Eh, what's up man?
Ammu-Nation employee: Firing range is in the back and all our weapons customizable.
"Perfect!" Yang said joyfully.
Lamar: Oh, hell yeah. You could trick your blam-blam up in here.
Stretch: Quit all that, just straight up artillery man Alright?
"I wonder what weapons these foriegn nations produce," said Ruby.
Franklin: Man, would y'all shut the fuck up? I got this, you clowns.
Lamar: Alright, homie. Get your shotgun with the flashlight modification.
Yang walked up the weapons displayed on the wall. She went up the employee to purchase the weapons and the game shows what weapons she can afford. She looked at the mini-gun and rocket launcher, she can't buy them at all. "What the hell? I can't buy any of these weapons," Yang said disappointedly.
"These weapons look very... bland," Ruby commented.
"Yep. They don't have the designs like we have in Remnant," Weiss said. The game tells Yang to buy a pump shotgun with a flashlight.
"I don't know, they look fine to me," Yang said. She purchased a shotgun along with a flashlight.
Lamar: Now just let me reinstate, man, that the purchases made by this man ain't got nothing with the two gentlemen of felon nature.
Stretch: That's right. Yeah.
Lamar: Let's go bust some niggas.
Yang walked out of the building with Stretch and Lamar. She got in the car and started to drive to the location marked on the map.
Lamar: Take us down to that one spot where the base heads be takin' their cans at. You know, on Fringe in La Puerta.
"Well the weapons are disappointing," said Ruby.
"They don't look that bad, they look normal," Yang said.
"I wanted them to look like those weapons I see in magazines!"
"Well, these are foriegn parts we're playing in, so expect major differences in a lot of stuff," said Blake,
"The disappointing thing is that they show bigger weapons like a mini-gun and a rocket launcher on display but we can't even buy them," Yang said. "Why bother putting them on display!"
The team stopped speaking as Franklin started to speak up.
Franklin: You got some cans or some shit I don't know about?
Lamar: Nah, homie. We got ourselves a drug deal.
Franklin: Why do I have a feeling this is gonna be one of those deals gone wrong type situations?
"I sorta have a feeling it's going to be," Yang said.
"Why is that?" Weiss asked.
"Well, we bought a shotgun for a reason and we might have to use it."
Stretch: Now, see, that's that negative attitude Lamar was telling me about, nigga. You ain't gettin' nowhere thinking like that.
"He does have a point," said Ruby.
Franklin: The power of positive bullshit. You ought to be clenching your motherfucking vagina muscles with my aunt, nigga.
Lamar: After this bit, it probably need tightening up.
Stretch: This ain't new age shit, it's fact. You get what you give, fool.
Franklin: You've been getting dick, but you ain't giving it, huh?
"Shots fired," said Yang.
Stretch: Some mark talk like that to an OG. CGF has changed, man. No wonder why the hood is so lame.
"What is CGF? They usually good background detail," Weiss said.
"Well we are playing a sequel and its foriegn," said Yang.
Franklin: Speaking of change. Lamar's been meaning to talk to you, homie,
Lamar: Nah, nah, not now, homie.
Stretch: What happenin'?
Lamar: It's nothing, my nigga, nothing. You know, just some ideas, that's all.
"They're probably bad ideas," Blake commented.
Stretch: Man, ideas ain't your strong suit. So put it on me.
Lamar: It's nothing real, homie. When it's something real, we'll talk.
Franklin: Bullshit, man. It's realer then this crap.
Lamar: Eh, we're meeting them here.
Yang exited the car just outside the building and walked inside. She walked up the stairs to the top.
"I still have a feeling it's going to be on of those deal gone wrong situatuations," Yang said.
"Why?" Ruby asked.
"Well for one, we're in a secluded area, so someone might try to kill us. Two, there's still that guy who we tried to kidnap, and three, we never killed anyone for a long while."
"Still upset you never killed anyone in the last mission?" Blake asked.
"Uh, yeah. All we did was "saving" Michael's daughter from a life of porn."
"And also driving around a jewelry store," Weiss added.
"Exactly, so I'm hoping this mission will finally let me kill someone."
Yang walked upstairs and into the next room. Lamar opened the door and started to laugh.
Lamar: (Laughs). What's up, fool? (Voice: What up with it?"). We got that shit, nigga! Where the paper at, nigga? I'm talkin' about beaucoup bills, boy.
The camera points to the person Lamar was talking to. It was D, the person they tried to kidnap but failed to. Everyone was confused, but Blake had the most confused look.
"What the fuck? Didn't we tried kidnapping him a few missions back?" Blake wondered.
"We did," Weiss said.
"And I guess this is when the deal gone wrong situation begins," Ruby added.
D: Lamar Davis, wassup, boy? Everything cool? (Lamar: Yeah).
Franklin: Hold on, man. What the fuck, man? You was just kidnappin' this nigga!
Lamar: Oh, come on! You know real recognize real.
Stretch: D, my nigga! Just got out. Crossing lines. Did some time with some of your folk.
D: Uh... hey, hey. Look, look, look. This ain't about you, man.
Stretch: What?
D: You know these niggas done fucked up!
Stretch: What the fuck this trick talkin' about man?
"Yeah, we sorta attempted to kidnap this guy. As you can see, we fucked up," Weiss said.
Some noises was heard in the background.
"I hope those are people we can shoot," Yang said.
"Man, you are desperate to pull the trigger," Ruby commented.
D: Yeah, yeah...
Stretch: What's that shit?
Lamar: Somebody creepin' on us?
D: They puttin' a nigga on TV, man! About some gang intervention shit.
Franklin rushed at the window and looked down below. There were vans filled with rival gangsters ready to kill. Yang started to excited about it. "Finally, something to shoot at!" Yang exclaimed.
"Ruby, I think your sister is having an itchy trigger finger," Blake whispered in Ruby's ears.
"She's been having it ever since we pulled down the house!" Ruby yelled.
Franklin: Hey, this ain't the police, dog! This some Ballas bullshit!
Lamar: Nigga, that's some bullshit!
"You should've known something like this would've happened when your dealing with someone you just tried to kidnap," Weiss said.
"It's official. Lamar is the worst criminal in the planet," Blake added.
"Yeah, what a... Lame-r. Ah, get it," Yang joked, but it was pretty bad.
"Booooooooooo!" Ruby said in a bored way.
D: Fuck you!
Franklin: Hey, we were set up, nigga! This shit fucked up. (D: Fuck you).
Stretch aimed the gun at D and pulled the trigger twice, shooting him through the head. Ruby was shocked and Weiss was somewhat disappointed. "Should've done that to Lamar who dragged you into this bullshit," Weiss said. Blake nodded in agreement.
Franklin: Ah shit! Ol' bitch-ass Ballas!
Franklin had his shotgun in his hand, and Lamar and Stretch opened the doors to the next room. Yang finally controlled Franklin. She was eager to shoot someone. Throughout the game, Yang wanted to do criminal stuff, rob, kill, and other crazy stuff. That's why she picked this game, she looked at the box art and knew something crazy was bound to happen in the game. She can now finally have that thrill she's been seeking.
"About bloody time!" Yang exclaimed. She walked into the next room and two Ballas went out of a small doorway on the left side. She instantly aimed the gun at them. She pulls the trigger on one of them and quickly shoots the other. "God, I waited for a moment like this for hours!"
Three more walked in and Yang quickly opened up the weapon wheel and picked the pistol. She went into cover and aimed at the heads of the enemies. One by one, they all died. "Why aim at the head?" Weiss wondered.
"The last shooting mission had a challenge to shoot a certain amount of people in the head, and I'm not getting a bronze," Yang replied.
"Makes sense... sorta."
Lamar: Fuckin' D! He set us up!
"Of course he would! You tried to kidnap him!" Blake yelled at Lamar frustratedly.
Franklin: Fuck! I said lay low after you got clocked.
"Uh, not really. You said to look after them, not hide away from them," Ruby pointed out.
Lamar: You lay low, motherfucker. That ain't me.
Franklin: I can see that!
Stretch: Snitch-ass fools thought we was marks!
Lamar: Now he ain't thinking shit!
"Because he ain't even breathing!" Weiss added. Yang walked in the next room with a door closed at the end of it. Lamar went up to it.
Lamar: Cover me, homie. I'ma hit this.
The door blew up on Lamar, knocking him back. Yang took cover near a medkit and got it. She regained the lost health of the first five guys. She aimed at the two Ballas and shot the with one shotgun blast. One was sorta still alive, but he was injured, laying on the floor, and had a gun aimed at her. Without thinking, she shot them. "Could've spared his life," Ruby said.
"No mercy in the life of crime," Yang said.
Franklin: Man, pop me and get it over with.
Stretch: This Chamberlain Gangster Families here!
"So is that the name of the gang they're a part of?" Ruby wondered.
"Sounds better then Ballas. Seriously, what kind of name is that?" Weiss asked.
Lamar: You goin' first next time, fool.
Franklin: Shit nigga, then we all be dead.
Stretch: Not me, nigga.
"Shut up, your nothing special," Weiss said.
"Well he is in the criminal world. I met OG's similar to him, always talking about respecting them and all that bullshit," Blake said.
Yang took cover behind a crate and shot a Balla who was coming down the hallway. She fired at him and moved up with a pistol at hand. She shot one through a head on te right and one more popped up shooting her. She took some damage and the health was in the red. But Yang quickly shot him through the head and took cover.
"Damn, gotta be careful. Can't always be going guns blazing," Weiss commented.
"Yeah, no shit," Yang replied. Yang took out a shotgun and shot the last two Ballas in the room.
Lamar: You always say you knew better, bitch. But you always end up in the same fucked up situations!
"Because you always drag us along, dumbass!" Weiss yelled.
Franklin: I'ma learn to trust my own motherfucking instincts.
Lamar: Man, I don't want your clumsy ass falling down the stairs, fool.
"I rather be a clumsy ass then a dumbass," Ruby said.
Lamar: They was a safety hazard before blood got spilled over the place.
Yang walked down the stairs with, aiming the shotgun at the floors below for any suprised attacks. As she walked downstairs, one Balla popped out of nowhere shooting at Yang. She quickly shot him down. Yang reached the bottom and continued on. She took cover behind the crate as two Ballas came around the corner. She switched to a pistol and lined her shots with their heads and pulled the trigger. Two more walked and Yang shot them down within a second.
"It's like you're natural at this," Weiss commented.
"Eh, it's sorta easy to do once you're used to it," Yang said. Yang walked into the next room and there were a lot of Ballas. They all fired at Yang and she took cover. "Shit that's a lot."
"You asked for it," Ruby said. Yang stayed in cover and quickly went out of it and shot the closest Balla. She quickly went to cover. She continued to go out of cover, shoot, and go back to cover after killing four guys.
"Damn, not a whole lot of strategy," Blake said. A barrel exploded and started a fire nearby Yang and the others.
"Another reckless acts by our favorite gangsters," Weiss commented.
Stretch: Fire, dog! Fire! You see this shit?
Franklin: Well move! Shit, we gotta go before this shit spreads!
Yang went into the weapon wheel and noticed she got a assault rifle. She quickly picked it and fired at the last remaing Ballas. She moved up to the next cover spot and two more Ballas went in. She quickly killed them off. The mini map started to blinking blue and red. It was a sign cops were onto them.
"And cops are here! Thanks Lamar for dragging us into this fucked up situation," Weiss said sarcastically. A door blew up and two Ballad went in. Yang quickly shot them with the assault rifle and started aiming it, ready to fire.
Franklin: Eh, here's the exit!
Lamar: Through the fire exit! Come on!
Yang walked through the exit door and a helicopter was hovering over them.
Franklin: Hey, one time!
Lamar: All-seeing eye gonna cause us some trouble . Clap 'em, homie.
"You want us to cheer them on?" Ruby said confused.
"No, they want us to shoot them. That's what clap them means in gangster terms, same with pop them," Blake explained.
"Boy, they all have broken vocabulary," Weiss commented.
"That's rascist," Blake said silently. Yang aimed the assault rifle at the gunner and shot him. She then aimed at the pilot and killed him off. The helicopter came crashing down and exploded into pieces.
"This is what I signed up for," Yang said.
"Killing police and gangsters," Weiss said.
"Yep!"
Yang followed Stretch and Lamar and there was a second helicopter hovering over them. Yang aimed the assault rifle at it and killed off the gunner and pilot. The helicopter crashed down in flames. Stretch climbed over a wall and followed him through.
Lamar: Over this and we good. We gotta drop this heat.
Stretch and Lamar aimed their pistols at an incoming car. The person driving it got off and ran away. Blake noticed something. "Wouldn't it be easier if we exited the way we came in? I mean Lamar still has his car out there and if the police search it, they'll know it's him who was there," Blake explained.
"Damn, never thought of it," Weiss said.
"It was worth it taking this route," Yang said. Yang waited for Stretch and Lamar to get into the driver's seat, hoping for once they'll drive. But they didn't and Yang gets into the car and groans.
"Like I said, a taxi game, not a crime game," Ruby said.
Yang drove fast into through the streets. She remembers Franklin's special ability and used it whenever there were a lot of cars. But, she couldn't get them off her tail. The cops fired at them and popped a tired. This caused to lose balance at times. But Yang continued to drive. She decided to do the same strategy as before and use the parking garage as a method of hiding. She loses the cops and headed to the parking garage, the same one as before. She got to the second top floor and waited. When the cops started to get up the parking garage, Yang drove off the roof and drove off. After a few seconds she finally lost the cops.
"I just realized that we have a car full of bullets, popped tires and shattered windows. If we drive by a cop, won't he noticed?" Blake wondered. Yang drove back to Franklin's house and drove by the parking garage, a cop car exited the garage as Yang drove slowly. She stopped and the cop car drove away without noticing her.
"Wow, worse fucking cops in the world," Weiss commented.
Lamar: That's it! That's it! We lost 'em. Now take us somewhere we can get in, homie.
Franklin: Ah, man, we going back to my crib, man,
"You mean your aunt's crib," Ruby said.
Franklin: and you can walk from there.
Stretch: Hey, what you walk me into back there?
"Lamar's idiot plans. Don't worry, he does this shit all the time," Blake said.
Franklin: Shit, you're the one that popped his ass.
"Well in a way, he deserved it. He did called his men to kill us," Yang said.
"I wished you would've done that to Lamar, since he dragged you into this bullshit," Weiss said.
Stretch: I did the neccasary.
Lamar: Yeah, thank you for that, dog.
"Suck up," Blake said.
Stretch: This all on you LD - Lanky Dumbass.
"13/10 burn right there," Yang said.
"Not possible," Weiss said. Yang grabbed a empty can of soda and threw it at Weiss. But Weiss dodged it. "Ha missed!" Yang threw one more and hit Weiss in the forehead. "Ow."
Lamar: Me? Eh, I didn't know the fool was gonna roll on us.
"Bullshit!" Blake yelled.
Stretch: If you started something with the Ballas, shit! I don't care if you're CGF for life, man, you done. Done, you dig?
Franklin: Actually, we ain't CGF for life, 'cause all that means is that we giving you money for nothing. We got our own shit now, homie. Forum Gangsters.
Lamar: Oh, nah, nah, he don't mean that, loc. F just talking out the side of his neck.
Stretch: I'ma reach across lines, a'ight? Conversate with the purple homies...
Lamar: Yeah, yeah, that's a good idea, man. Smart shit.
"What a suck up," Yang said.
Stretch: But if I gotta hang you assholes for this... the gang comes first.
"I have a feeling that's going to happen," Ruby said.
Lamar: It ain't gonna come to that, homie. You all diplomatic and shit.
"Yes, because pointing a gun at an unarmed person is diplomatic," Weiss said sarcastically.
Franklin: Yeah, he real diplomatic, ain't he. This that peace talking motherfucker we shoulda sent to the Middle East. Fuck, no wonder why I wanna get outta here.
Stretch: No one's stopping you, little homie.
Yang parked the car in driveway and exited the car.
Lamar: Here we are, man. You go hang with your auntie while the men break it off.
Franklin: Shut the fuck up.
Lamar: Hell nah, nigga.
"Fuck, how many times did they say that offensive word, 50?" Blake wondered."Nah, more like 30," Yang said.
"It felt like 50, man. I'm tipsy as fuck."
Yang looked back and saw Blake leaning on the wall with a flask in her hand. "Have you been drinking?" Ruby wondered.
"Maybe."
"I was being sarcastic about the challenge," Yang said.
"Oh, well I'm going to take a small nap," Blake said. She laid down on her bed. She closed her eyes and took a good nap.
Lamar: You sounding more like Sni-i-itch everyday.
Franklin: I sound like somebody trying to make some paper and not get killed.
Stretch: He's a hook ass nigga. I told you.
Franklin: Nigga, go toss a salad! Stretch mark-ass bitch!
Mission Passed!
Silver
Yang got a silver because her accuracy was good and she got enough headshots.
"Best mission ever!" Yang exclaimed.
"More like dumbest mission ever," Weiss said.
Author's Note:
Damn, this was a long chapter to write up. Plus I'm posting this on iPad and it's very glitchy. It doesn't save the full chapter. So I had to cut the chapter into small parts so that it could save. I could've done that on my computer, but I don't want to wait for it to start up. Next time, I'm doing that. Also, I'm sorry, I promised for multiple chapters during break. But I myself want to enjoy winter break. I played a lo of Kingdom Hearts 2.5 and I'm finally at the last world. Coming for you Xemnas. Anyways, as for New Years happy 2015. My New Years goal is to finish this Fanfic. But is glitchy on the iPad. If there's anyway to let them know of the problems, please let me know.
Also, I'm going to post a pilot-ish chapter of a new fanfic I'm writing up. If it goes successful, I'll put up the whole fanfic when ready. Don't forget to PM on suggestions on ideas for the fanfic, credit you.