Vespucci Beach
The Bad Samaritan
An elderly homeless African American woman in her fifties, she had on a purple bandanna had a shopping cart as she was on her way back to the shelter. She muttered looking at how crowded the area had gotten. "Can't go anywhere without people getting in your way..."
Culebra took notice of her from a distance as he was doing chin ups at Muscle Beach. He had quit his gym membership and worked out here now since it was free. He had gotten a free tread mill off Crap List anyway. Just then, two shaved headed white boys looking tobe in their late teens who carried surf boards and wore black and red, swarmed her knocking over her shopping cart. "What are you doing in our neighborhood, bitch? What's with the rag you a gang banger?!" They demanded and she tried to pick up the contents of her cart but they knocked it back down and she screamed, "Gang banger?! I'm an old woman!"
They started making monkey noises hooting at her like a chimp, seeing that she had gone to the grocery store. "How do you like that ya fuckin monkey?! Ooooh oooh ooooh!" Joaquin started to head over there, amazed that nobody was doing anything about it. One of them smacked the bandanna off her head and she let out a shrill shriek "HELP ME!"
They took some of her groceries laughing then one stopped laughing and got a snarl on his face as he got in her face and screeched, "Rodney King! Martin Luther King you fuckin nigger! Fuck those guys and fuck you ya fuckin nutter! Pick this shit up!" They screamed before cackling and scurrying off into the distance. Tears filled her eyes despite fighting it. Culebra reached her and she sniffed. "Are you gonna give me a hard time too?"
The truth was, he would have likely assumed the same thing back in High School himself with her wearing purple. He probably didn't have to tell her that it was a bad idea to wear purple anywhere in Los Santos but then he figured she already knew that. Then again, she looked old enough that she probably pre dated the war between green and purple and didn't likely believe that gangs had a monopoly on a color.
The truth was, he was not friendly towards mayates himself but she was not the age range of the kind of blacks he had fought most of his life and all though there wads exceptions to the rule, she was not the gender he had problems with in High School either as far as they went. Mara Bunta or not, black vs brown or not, she was too old to be an enemy or any threat to him or to those two teenagers. But he had not attacked her. They had. If this hadn't been broad daylight with somewhat of a crowd, even if these yuppies were too self involved to do much more than stare, if it had been at night without a crowd, she likely would have been killed. He remembered county jail. The Aryan Vanguard wouldn't make you a member right away but they did indoctrinate their kids at early ages. He'd remembered kids who had carved swastikas into their own arm like some sort of emo if emos denied the holocaust that is.
He helped her pick up the bags so,me of which were groceries some of which were clothes. He helped her in silence. She stared at him sizing him up as they picked up the garbage. He wasn't white and he wasn't black. He had the look of a Chicano but had height not usually characteristic of Mexican Americans, making his makeup somewhat ambiguous at least to her. She said finally, "They broke my eggs...at least half of them...I eat with my niece...but I stay at the shelter don't want to be a burden..."
He sighed. "Six of them are broken two more are split. You're just going to have to get some new ones. Here..." He handed her $50. "It's not much but it's all I have on me you can get some new eggs and probably whatever else."
He sighed, not sure where to proceed Their women can be loud and annoying but not usually as much as their dudes...He finally offered, "I'll give you a ride..."
"Thank you...I don't have much I can offer you...God bless you..."
Culebra, though he was halfway sincere and halfway uncertain, replied, "I'm sure sure there is a God...I got one way you may be able to help me. It won't cost you a thing and I don't need it right now but when I ask you for it, will you do it?"
He helped her into the car, looking around. No Vagos or Mara Bunta nearby mostly yuppies and wiggers on the beach plus some delusional vato who thought he was Christ. An An Asian American man and a Caucasian man shook their heads in disgust at the man who was clearly an addict. The chino said, "That shit is gonna kill you if you don't lay off it."
The delusional hobo told him, "I already died one thousand, nine hundred and eighty years before this! IS IS FINISHED!"
He dropped her at the grocery store and then before long, dropped her at the shelter. "Thank much young man...my name is Clarice..."
Joaquin told her his. "Take care...and bring somebody with you next time you go shopping."
They exchanged numbers so he would be able to reach her when he needed that favor. He decided to call Lefty. After four rings he picked up. "Yeah?"
He decided to drop by the hospital to see Baby Joker.
They exchanged numbers so he would be able to reach her when he needed that favor. He decided to call Lefty. After four rings he picked up. "Yeah?"
"Hey Left it's me. Listen... I may have just figured out what caused this pedo between Vespucci Beach and us...I think it's all just a diversion, ese...somebody' playing us. Maybe it's the Triads..."
Lefty asked him, "You sure?"
He hesitated. "Well...the Families and Ballas aren't behind it if they were this should would be umping off in South Los Santos too but right now it's just us against the Aztecas in the barrio...there was some old pedo from years back with some white boys from the beach I thought was settled years ago but...I don't think it is now..."
Lefty replied, "You mean that juero in the chair? Yeah, he might not have been in a position to do shit but he has friends. He used to run with some fool named Casper. Used to be a dope dealer till he did some time. Orale...I'll organize a sit down between us, El Topo and El Huron."
El Huron was the shot caller of the Vagos in Vespucci Beach. He had gone to High School with Joaquin and Esteben too. "Okay...let's set that for manana, I want to settle this bullshit as soon as possible."
Lefty told him, "I will ...but I think you and a few vatos should go see our little troublemaking friend. I'm almost positive it's him."
Culebra told him,"You know...Baby Joker did say he could have sworn he heard somebody yell white power. Or something like that..."
"Okay I got an idea. Since this is Vespucci Beach's problem and we just got sucked into it I think we should use a few of their soldados to go with you. Go visit Casper first.."
Later..
Culebra arrived at the Vanilla Unicorn. Trevor, Michael and Franklin were all inside. He already had a plan mapped out . "Okay...in light of the situation with Michael, I figured we need to take a sizable score in order to make enough to properly make sure our crew gets paid and also make sure that Michael gets his ransom money."
Joaquin had been since informed on the situation as far as what happened. He had pictures of two bank vans. "Another bank van heist., dog? That's going to bring down some heavy heat, man."
Lester said, "This plan is well covered but unlike other jobs we've done i'm afraid there's only one way we can go about doing this. . We'll have a few guys down below dressed as construction workers, we have one of you dressed as a cop directing traffic. Now in case things go south we're obviously going to need at least two getwaway drivers and with the police coming for you, you'll actually need two drivers. We want to have you guys going in different directions. Obviously the Los Santos Police Department can still follow multiple targets going different directions but you stand a much better shot at escaping them when they're dividing their forces. It won't be easy but then just remember three out of four of you pulled off a heist where Merryweather chased us with helicopters and were trying to shoot us out of the sky."
Trevor crossed his arms, "Yeah, Wheels, it only took you what, three, four rockets each time to bring down one helicopter. Fuck, I'd almost say you were handicapable!" Michael scoffed, "Jesus, Christ Trevor, is this any time for wise ass remarks? We're talking business here! Mandy's life is at risk for Christ sake!"
Trevor held up his hands. "Well excuuuuse me...sugar tits..."
They looked back at the board. Franklin suggested, "Aight i'ma say for drivers we should go with Eddie and Taliana, man. They've both done good by us so far."
Trevor nodded in agreement and Michael did too. "Yeah they're both excellent drivers. There's just one problem with the part of somebody dressed as a cop. To dress as a police officer in downtown LS is going to mean you wear a uniforn, a fake one, but you'll still have to be exposed. The police or an eyewitnesses would be able to ID your face."
Lester corrected the senior bank robber. "Not if we get Paige to shut down the surveillance cams in the area plus traffic cams. I can also have her by us some time by keeping dispatchers away from the area by running interference."
Culebra asked, "So what do we need as far as the heist goes? Equipment wise I mean," Lester looked at the board. "Okay...we'll need some construction worker gear, we're talking hard hats,orange vests, the whole shabang. We'll need one police uniform too for whoever is going to be directing traffic. We'll need some explosives to blow up the road where the police are going to be. We'll need at least one of the gunmen to be from a good vantage point with a Sniper Rifle watching over the street to cover our police officer just in case something goes south and also when the bank vans go underground, to keep any police officers off of our crew. We need to also move fast so that we can just get our team out of there before too much resistance manifests."
Trevor looked at the plans and said, "Righty oh! We just need to pick out some gunmen and we can get started."
Five Minutes Later...
The four men walked out of the room and Trevor asked them. "Hey, you guys up for a drink?" Michael sighed reluctantly. "I don't know, T...I'm really worried about Amanda and I don't know how i'm gonna keep the kids from finding out about it. If it wasn't for Jimmy finally having a job and Trace being in college, they wouldn't be so busy and they'd start asking questions."
Trevor insisted, "We're going to make sure we get your wife back, Mikey. But right now we need to get your mind off that. We'll get straight to work tomorrow."
Joaquin was a little uneasy about it too. "I'm not sure about this either, Ese..."
Trevor told him, "Oh come on! The gang shit doesn't matter! We'd be just four guys having a drink. If you want to bail after that, that's fine."
Culebra sighed looking at the people . "Fine. I don't drink that often..."
They went out to the bar. "With me, amigo you're going to drink!" He beckoned to the attractive bartender for four shot glasses. "What can I get you?" Joaquin said, "Well...I don't mind Niagara King if you got it?" The bartender poured the alcohol into a shot glass saying. "No self respecting bar goes without it," Trevor agreed, "That's good stuff! I drank it all the time in Ca...along the border in North Yankton!" Franklin asked, "Is that any good?" Michael told him, "Yeah kid, that's good stuff. Trust me I've tried pretty much every bottle in a bar."
Franklin shrugged. "Why not. Hit me."
Trevor held his glass up. "Cheers!" They all clinked glasses and downed the shot. "Whoo...! That's all right...!" Franklin observed. Trevor snapped his fingers, "Keep em coming sugar."
They got drunk and after a while they all got lap dances. Franklin got one from Nikki, Trevor from Sapphire, Joaquin from Infernus and Michael with Fufu since she didn't put out and he wasn't about to cheat on Amanda . He wasn't going back on his word. They were all pretty shit faced by now after having taken several shots. Trevor had taken a bottle of Jerkov and had it with him during the lap dance. Before long, Infernus was giving Joaquin a dance and she grinded up on him. "Hey Joaquin...it's good to see you back...haven't seen you in a while.."
"Aye mija...cuidado con el chorizo..." She said as she felt his cock which was fully erect. She giggled. "You like my titties in your face?" He rubbed her ass as the bodyguard wasn't looking. He moved his hand from her stomach her belly up to her breasts and felt were real. She moved her ass against him in his face. He slapped it saying, "Fuck eh...you're giving me some dirty thoughts, woman..."
"You like this ass?" He nodded. "Fuck yeah! Barrio booty!"
He felt her breasts in his face but did nothing as the guard walked by. "Yo quiero comer culo!"
The song Compromises Girl by Nelly Furtado played. "Nice placas, baby. you're a bad girl, enit?"
After the dance she said "Let's take this party somewhere more private..."
"Hey you see i'm here with a few guys, right...?" She told him, "You'd rather be with some guys right now than me? Come on we'll use Trevor's office...if he's your friend he shouldn't mind..."
They went into th office and began making out, she taking her panties off as she also took off his belt and removed the zipper. "Hey, I don't know that I should get fully naked, mami, let's just get it on..."
She raised her eyebrows."Forceful, eh? Mi gusta..."
Before long after foreplay, he was inside her, fucking her doggystyle his wooden member plunging into her soaking entrance. She moaned as he felt her breasts from behind, bending her over the desk. "Mi gusta papi...! Papi...! Ooooh..."
He spanked her from behind, feeling her breasts her ass bouncing as he drove into her and he looked at the hypnotic bounce and roll of her cheeks. Before long he turned her around and fucked her missionary. He could feel himself starting to lose it. Before long he did, filling up the condom with his seed. "Not bad for a quickee,...call me later maybe next time we can do it longer...?" He nodded. "Sure...i'll come back."
They left the room with her returning to go to the stage as the announcer called her name. He went out and saw Trevor, Franklin and Michael throwing bills at her. "Hey you guys want to roll?"
They got up and Trevor said, "I was enjoying myself...you sure you want to head back so soon?" Culebra shrugged as they got into Michael's car. "I'm up to do other shit if you guys are."
They began to drive to go see a movie. "So...it's good to hang out Joaquin. Welcome to the team."
Culebra said, "Appreciate it, man. Didn't meet up under normal circumstances all things considered but then nothing's normal about what we all do, que no?" Franklin chimed in, "Hey if you don't mind me asking why you always tripping on me dog?" Culebra said, "Look i'm not it aint nothing personal we just come from the wrong sides of the track. You're Families I'm Mara Bunta."
Franklin corrected him, "Yeah except one thing I aint Families not anymore I mean I got some stock still in Forum Gangstas with my boy Lamar but that's just mostly to help him and my cousin out so that they can stay about their paper on these streets. They aint got a crib up in the hills but that aint no reason to not eat. only I don't know how long he'll be out here. Anyway, man i'm saying, you aint gotta trip on me we aint locked up, so you can take a second tlo relax a little."
Trevor turned to Michael, "Ahhh the youth...gotta love it..." Michael smirked. "Still more than I can usually get out of Jimmy. Now that kid has problems so does Tracey...at least kids in the ghetto are an open book."
Culebra shrugged saying, "Look you might mean well and all I just don't know you that well. I appreciate you coming through on who Troy is with the location and getting that to me cause you could have just as easily killed him too, but we've done, what, one job together? Besides, even if we did become friends, I'm from East Los I couldn't bring you around to my block even if I wanted to even if you dropped your flag and I'm pretty sure it's the same way for Chamberlain Hills or Forum. There's some parts of Strawberry it's fine to go through and I will but I'm not dumb enough to think I got homies there that will have my back if shit goes down with the locals. And for a guy who aint turfed up you sure were still cool with Lamar and he obviously is."
"Man it's like this...you and that guy who was at the meeting between us you and Trevor's boy Oscar was like your road dog the way Lamar is mine. He's dumb as hell but he's loyal. Trevor and Michael are my friends too but Lamar and me we're best friends it's always been that way. Even when I stop this gang shit for good that aint gonna change."
Trevor asked Franklin, "Hey what about me, kid?" Franklin explained, "It aint that i don't got love for ya'll you and me we tight same with Michael but me and Lamar go way back just like yall two go way back. You two are best friends, I got my best homie, Joaquin got his. Even if I go straight I aint about to change that and on the real I really wasn't supposed to even still be doing this shit we said we were done with that life back at the union Depository remember?"
"Yeah that was before Dave decided to be an asshole and freeze our fuckin assets. After all we've done for him..." Culebra whistled, "Yeah I remember that job too that was violent. I would have liked to have been in on that job myself."
"Gustavo was and he handled himself against one time like a g. Not that it made any difference in the end. What's the point of stealing 200 mil in gold if you aint finna reap the fruits of your hard work? It's just like the hood all over again I didn't mind doing major robberies for major paper but I wanted to have enough to just retire from crime and maybe get into some legit business and make my chips work for me so everything look straight with the IRS."
Michael informed him, "Speaking of which, I was gonna tell you guys but Trevor, Frank I got a surprise for you both. I got a little sidetracked with this problem with Amanda but I was gonna tell you eventually."
Trevor asked, "What is it?" Michael informed his best friend, "I'll tell you what it is after we get this job taken care of. And after I get Amanda back safe and sound. Let's just say I found my dream with making major motion pictures and I think I may have something that both of you might enjoy. Anyway, regarding our new crew member, it's good to have you on board, kid. Lester said you're a bit unpredictable but you get the job done. Let me ask you though...you ever do a robbery before? Not just the one you did with us I mean on your own?"
Culebra replied to the senior bank robber, "Yeah, there was a bank van, kinda like the ones we're trying to rob that broke down in East Los once and..."
Trevor curiously chimed in, "What this story again? Gustavo already told us about that...is this the same exact robbery or were they stupid enough to break down twice in the ghetto?" Culebra finished saying, "Me and Gus were both in on that lick. Two hundred K but at the end of the day, a lot had to get handed up gotta pay dues."
"There's a lot of that going around...anyway, look, i'm just saying dog...don't judge me just cause of my past. I don't exactly have a positive image of your homies either man but you don't see me tripping. I'd even work with a Baller if they could get through a job without bullshit. I'm trying to be legit and even if that shit got put on delay for right now, that's still the end result. Me T and Mike are always gonna be homies but the goal is still the same, we get enough to retire on and we put our business relationship behind and just be friends enjoying retirement. Just act right bro and you can get in on this whether you want to retire or not."
Culebra admitted, "It would be firme to retire, get a hyna...or maybe two, some kids, nice chante, a car or two, just kick back still invite the homies over for barbecues on the weekends and shit, go cruising down Nieto on Sundays, just not have the drama. I want it but i'm not that faithful about that being a realistic goal so right now I'm just living for today, entiendes?"
"Yeah I feel you."
They arrived at the movie theater in Vinewood. Michael looked at the poster saying "Hey you guys want to see the Simian?" Franklin asked, "Aint that a remake?" Joaquin chuckled. "Yeah, this one might actually be good though. No right wing gun nuts that played bible characters and no Milton McIlroy this flicka might have a shot at being decent..."
Two Hours Later
After hanging out Michael dropped them all off downtown. "It was good hanging out guys," Trevor nodded, "We shall do this again soon!" Franklin nodded. "Hit me up soon we'll do it again...after we handle business that is..." Culebra waved. "Appreciate the company. Adios."
D Day
Culebra sat in El Topo's canton. "So we have a deal?" Lefty asked the Mexican gang leader. "The only reason i'm even considering this, after those Vago putos took a blast at me is I found out there's a little something to your story about gavachos instigating this shit..."
Lefty nodded, "Me and Snake visited Baby J at the hospital...he was out for most of it and he went into cardiac arrest...ugly shit carnal they had to resuscitate him cause of his injuries but he told me...some white boys were behind this shit. He told me they yelled out like white power or sieg heil or something. I figure we should go light these putos up, take pictures of their corpses and show it to the Vagos to show we're serious and that we didn't start this war."
Culebra admitted, "Me and Huron go back too he was a senior when I was a freshman but it's been a while. Haven't seen him since before Esteben was killed. On one hand I think I might be able to reach him he has a reasonable side. On the other, he's pretty ruthless."
Topo growled, "Not as ruthless as me...okay...you can take Loca with you to go after the Woods."
..let's hope the Vagos are with the peace...
Loca was curious as they drove out. "So all this shit between us and the Vagos is cause of some skin heads?"
"You remember that crippled fucker Chuckie?"
"Yeah... the white boy. You did that right?"
"He had a big brother named John I killed him the same day I put him in the chair. All these years he hasn't let it go I guess I don't blame him but those fools started it. He tried to get us killing each other. I guess when we killed enough of each other they'd swoop in and take out who was left including me."
"Yeah but they do know you're not from around here, right? And that to do that, they would have had to go into East Los Santos which probably wouldn't have ended well?" He reminded her, "Yeah but I got a spot around here, remember? A place of my own can't leech off Lefty forever. I don't know if these levas knew about where I live or not. Guess it doesn't matter at this point."
She nodded. "Yeah. We got his address."
They had a Mara Bunta member from El Topo'ds clique that he didn't know in the back. He was silent, loading up his pistol.
Vespucci Beach
7:21 PM
Casper and his friends were watching a football game between the 69ers and the Vice city Mambas. "Where the hell is Perry?" Asked Mike. Casper shrugged, "I don't know. He was supposed to come by with some pot. We've done good this week we can take a minute to breath. The spot light aint on us anyway. He probably went to a titty bar or something."
Mike tried calling him and said, "Voice mail.."
He stood up. "I gotta take a shit..."
Casper flipped him off, "Thank you for sharing!" Mike grinned, "Don't mention it."
There was a knock at the door. Chuckie told him, "Get that, Whitey," He opened the door and a cholo wearing dark blue bandannas over the top of his face and the bottom, with a light blue t shirt and black jeans, fired a shot hitting the neo nazi in the stomach. The guy collapsed and Chuckie panicked, "Oh shit..." Culebra pointed a Desert Eagle in his face, "Shut up, motherfucker!"
Casper started to go for his pistol but Loca had a Remington drawn on him and warned, "Don't even try it..." Casper sat back down on the couch as the cholo iced up in blue also collected the guns of Otto to make sure he didn't try anything. "Don';t move!" Joaquin yelled. Chuckie took a drink of the beer bottle and said, "Fuck you, spic."
Culebra grabbed the bottle from Chuckie and smashed it over his head and the man collapsed in his chair falling over knocking it down. "He's gonna feel that in the morning...massive hangover."
Loca fired her shotgun into the unconscious crippled neo nazi. "No he's not. He'll sleep it off."
Just then, a shot was fired from the hallway as Mike had coe out of the bathroom firing a 10mm hitting the Mara Bunta member Joaquin did not know in the back twice. The guy fired a third time and Culebra fired hitting the skin head gang member in the chest as did Loca firing blowing out the man's left knee cap. Just then Otto sprang up from the couch tackling Loca trying to wrestle the shotgun away from her. "Mike! You fucking cunt!" He growled.
As the cholo who had taken a round fell, the other skin head, Perry got up to go and help Otto but even from his fallen position and with his wounds the MBG member fired his handgun ten times and half of them hit Perry in the stomach before he could get near Otto and Loca as they wrestled exchanging blows over control of the gun. Otto was determined to kill her and Culebra wanted to shoot him but feared hitting Loca.
He slammed her into a wall almost about to get the shotgun, but she drove her knee into his groin and he staggered back and she hit him in the head with the shotgun. He collapsed on the coffee table shattering it under his weight and she racked another load and fired hitting the man in the back up near his shoulders. The buckshot blasted a major hole in him coming out of his front and his spinal cord was exposed from the back of his neck. His face went lifeless as blood oured from his mouth on top of all his bullet wounds.
The cholo tried to get up off the floor and Loca tried to help him up. "Javier...hang on...!" All though he felt for her as he considered her a friend from back in the days with Esteban he didn't know this guy and they didn't have time to mourn they needed to finish this and get out of there.
Culebra raised the .50 Desert Eagle. " Think it's cool to start wars and shoot my homie? You must be the one they call Casper!" Casper defiantly said, "Yeah that's my name don't wear it out you fucking wetback! I aint gonna beg you" He stood up and Culebra said, "Guess what?!" The skin head flexed, "What?" He fired two shots into the man's waist and the guy collapsed back onto the couch and he fired a third round into the man's groin blowing his balls off. The guy silently groaned in pain, unable to speak as blood bubbled in his mouth.
Culebra made sure he said the last words the white supremacist would hear before he fired the final shot, "Now you really are Casper, motherfucker!" He fired again and crowned him, the powerful slug tearing into his forehead decorating his sofa and the other beer bottles with blood skull and brain matter. And that was an Israeli pistol you just got smoked with...
With that, he turned to Loca who knelt next to the fallen gang member who had fallen back onto the floor. Loca had tears in her eyes. "Stay with me..." The gang member told her, "Just go...Mara...siempre..." With that he died. Culebra sighed and quickly looked for some bleach. He found it under the sink and began to spray the areas they had been in down as well as ammonia to get rid of the possibility of their dna being left. "I'm sorry mija but I gotta spray him down too...you touched him and he wouldn't want you going down with him."
She brushed her tears away. "The Sheriff's department will still know he's one of us..."
He nodded but said, "Yeah and that's bad cause these are gavachos we killed but somehow I dnon't think there will be as much demand for the people who shot skin heads to be caught. We gotta go...vamanos!"
He looked for anything of value to take and saw only a camcorder. He snapped a few pics with his cell phone of the corpses including Javier's to bring to the meeting with the Vagos. They hightailed it out of there. He dropped her off at her apartment and he said, "I'm sorry about your homeboy. Serio but we avenged Baby J and your falen compas...I'll call you later. Just lay low all right?"
She nodded. "I'll see you at the meeting. I hope we can reach an agreement with the Vagos..."
He had also looted the money from the skin heads, money they had likely made off drug deals since killing members of both gangs and taking product. There was at least fifteen g's. He insisted she take it. "You serious?" He nodded. "Yeah..."
"Okay...gracias...Hasta luego...be careful okay? Especially if you're living out here on the West Side..."
He nodded as he drove off. I hope we can end this shit with the Vagos too. Only time will tell...
As he got home he checked to see what was on the camcorder. It had clearly belonged to Casper. As he saw what was on it he started laughing. "Jack pot!"
Meanwhile...
Whitey weakly got to his feet holding his wound. He looked and saw all his friends were dead. He had barely survived himself lucky to have only taken one shot but he was in severe agony. "Shit...not Chuckie...Cas...what happened...?!" He opened the door and staggered outside, hearing sirens and he could see red lights coming towards him and red and blue lights as police and paramedics were on the way. He let out a scream both in anger and in pain as he collapsed in the street, the ambulance stopped in front of him and two paramedics rushed to his side while the rest checked the house. They shined a light in his face. "They didn't...deserve to..." Whitey started to say but passed out from the torment of his injuries.
That's all for this chapter. The name of the mission as well as this chapter, where Joaquin and Loca go after Casper is a reference to the battle of the same day. Killing nazis on a beach.
So for those who didn't read my other story GTA Online Jerkov is a parody of Smirnov vodka and Niagara King is a spoof of Crown Royal. I decided to have Joaquin have a friendship activity with Franklin, Trevor and Michael for the first time. As for that scene at the beach with the old woman the skin heads picked on, that's based on a deleted scene from American History X and since the Disciples of Jesus are based on the DOC (Disciples of Christ) skin head gang in Venice Beach in American X, created to protect white kids in the 90's from the Mexicans in Venice 13 and the blacks in the Shoreline Crips who picked on white kids, I figured to have those to be teenage members of the DOJ gang. In the scene they basically did harass a black woman but I added it to where what if Joaquin, despite his own life experiences, decided to at least help her even if only a little bit? And what do you think it is is he ants from her in the future that won't cost a thing?
Killing Casper off so soon may seem anti climactic but think of it like this on walking dead they killed off the bad guys at Terminus pretty quick and it still worked cause Dawn ended up being a bitchy villain after the fact too. So Casper was just small time. Kirk and his associates in the other neo nazi gang under the AV, the Sons Of Odin are much bigger fish.
The line about now you are Casper, is from the movie Veteranos when the character Casper gets shot. Don't get it twisted though the war with the skin heads has just begun. The Disciples of Jesus and Sons Of Odin won't go down as easily as Casper and his crew did and they aren't nearly as small in numbers in either gang. As for the sex scene with Culebra and Infernus, I had her make the sex noises that Carmen did because out of all the GTA IV gf's from lovemeet i thought she made the sexist noises, well only when speaking Spanish or when moaning, i hated when she said you can't hold Carmen down, it's like who says that? And the reason why i made that connection is in a way Carmen's voice sounds similar to Infernus and I notice they did refer to themselves in the third person.
As far as the length of the sex, twelve minutes, I don't know how long the average man lasts I've heard anywhere from two to five to eight mins, i mean the premature ejaculation stereotype is assumed that we all do it at least one. But even a guy who lasts long in bed, which I have, has a quick first time, my first time was twelve minutes, making that my shortest my longest was like forty to forty five minutes. I wasn't looking to count but i just watched cause we were screwing and wanted to see how long we could before my mom got back lol. So even though Culebra had longer sex with Amata, i just wanted to have him have an instance that was a quickee so that he wasn't some Mary/Gary Sue because even the best lovers have had their flukes. Just like even the best martial artists have had their asses kicked before.
Also, what do you think Michael had in store for Trevor and Franklin after they do the heist in terms of show business? And since it is reviewers choice in this story you get to vote on which gunmen gets chosen for the heists so far for the four gunmen i have two votes, Humancyrax and Zilla 2000 voted Packie Gustavo Lamar and Niko. Two votes for that so far. You want to try and break the tie feel free but majority usually wins here.
Also the heist idea is based off the bank van robbery in the movie Takers (2010) so for now they're just doing the heist set up. Somebody has to get a couple of getaway cars or something like that (Or Taliana and Eddie can improvise which would you rather see?) one person needs to get a police uniform one person needs to get explosives, and one person needs to get them some construction outfits. And i guess maybe they could steal some weapons so as not to be traced or whatever like when they steal the M4's if you take the loud approach in GTA V. It's really up to you guys.
As far as Loca goes, i had mentioned her before in a heist with Gustavo but i had edited it out so that it wasn't her but a gang member with a different name who i will probably bring back later. Morena, i changed her name to Morena, and instead of Ms Sancha who I introduced in the Triad chapter, being her, Karina Arroyave from 187 and Crash will be Morena's visual basis the girl who helped Joaquin and Gus rob the broken down armored van. So I edited that.
I won't give you too many spoilers but at least one Mara Bunta member from East Los will die in the upcoming wars with the skin heads. I mean obviously foot soldiers will too like in any gang war but I mean like a person kinda close to Joaquin. I aint saying who. I mean in Saints Row lots of street soldiers you recruit die but what i noticed in 1 2 and 3 was you'd also have characters close to you get killed by the rival gang. And also regarding Loca, I wanted to show she had a humane side tearing up for Javier, not just a gun toting nympho.
Oh and the Simian in GTA V seemed to be a parody of Planet Of The Apes. Joaquin's reference to Milton McIlroy is due to him being a parody of Mark Wahlberg and saying his version of the Planet Of The Apes sucked as well as Charlton Heston's version the reference to him is the bible character since he played Moses. Remakes are seldom if ever better but IMO Planet Of The Apes the one with James Franco and then the one that followed was pretty decent. Usually reboots are terrible. I'm pretty sure this new Teriminator is gonna suck I'd bet my left ball on that, and since Batman is getting rebooted by Ben Affleck when Christian Bale is a much better actor, while I will give him a chance I don't have high hopes for that either.
Anyway, my question is, which character do you guys vote should get the explosives as far as set up mission who should get the uniform and who gets the construction outfit? Oh they'll also need a drill too. So yeah Baby joker was not killed he was wounded and was briefly in a coma but has come out of it he is recovering as we speak.
Also what do you think Joaquin found on Casper's camcorder? Anyway hope you enjoyed stay tuned.
