Grand Theft Auto San Andreas

Sweet: Tagging Up Turf

After finishing Ryder's business, CJ walked over to Sweet's, like Ryder said. He could see two men, in green shirts playing basket ball. It was Big Smoke, and Sweet. He walked up to them.

"C'mon fat boy. C'mon fat boy. Fat boy - look at you, look at…" Sweet was taunting Smoke as they played, running around the small court.

"Yeah, yeah, watch out. Fool... Watch this, watch this... Ah ha ha ha! Bam!" Smoke jumped up, and made it in the basket.

Sweet noticed CJ. "Look who's here, it's running man. What, you think you back on the set?"

CJ replied, "I told you that, bro."

"Your word don't mean shit around here."

"C'mon man, give me a break."

"We, gotta go hit up the hood."

Big Smoke interrupted, "Hey CJ."

"Let them know you're back on the set.," Sweet continued, "The Johnson brothers are rolling again. Take this paint and go hit shit up." Sweet handed a can of green spray paint to CJ. "Start with our own set first. Take my car."

"Later on, we'll spread out., and take back the whole 'hood." Smoke interrupted again.

"Man, you are so, rude!" said Sweet. "Anyway, You already spreading out, fat man. Now let's play. Let's see what you got, pork chop!"

CJ started to walk of, to get into Sweets car.

"Man, I'm tired." Big Smoke admitted. "Catch ya later."

"See ya." Sweet turned to follow CJ. "Hey, wait up."

CJ turned around, sort of surprised. "Though you'd hang with your brother, huh?"

"Aw, ease up, little man, c'mon, it's been difficult. You wanna drive?"

"Yeah, for sure."

As CJ drove around, towards Idlewood, Sweet started to sniff. "Carl, Damn, you ever hear of taking showers?"

"Aw man, come on."

"Seriously, you smell like shit." They drove into Idlewood. "Okay, stop right here." Sweet got out, walked up to a wall with purple colored Balla graffiti on it. "Watch for those rollers as I tag this up."

Sweet sprayed over it, Grove Str 4 life.

He ran back to the car. "There's another two Ballas tags in the hood."

CJ got out and immediately spotted one, on a house. He used this new technique, and tagged it up. He then ran around the housed, and spotted the other in an alley behind them.

As he tagged it up, some Ballas ran after his with knifes. "Get that bitch!" CJ hopped over the brick wall, ran though a yard, and back into the car. "C'mon, lets go deeper into Ballas 'hood."

CJ drove to East Los Santos. Sweet told him to stop the car near Cluckin' Bell, where a tag lay upon a building. "You hit this up here, and I'll go and do another 'hood."

CJ, with no trouble, hit up the graffiti on the side of an orange building. The next one, was behind a fence, where two Ballas were talking. He had a spray can, so he was going to use it. The Ballas looked unarmed.

He hopped over the fence. "Who's this guy?" one of the Ballas said.

CJ ran up to them and sprayed paint in their faces, while they were temporally blinded, he tagged up the graffiti. The Ballas, now green, chased after CJ, who hopped a fence, and ran across the street, spotting a tag on top of a building. The cops must have been nearby, as a cop car pulled up. A cop got out, yelling, "Stop!"

CJ ran to a fence in alley. Hopping the two fences, he lost the cop. He was now behind the building. He worked his way up the side, eventually to the roof. He sprayed another tag.

As he glanced around the area for more, he spotted a group of Ballas, with pistols. Sweet pulled up, "Get in CJ!" he shouted.

The cops were gone, but he was now being shot by the Ballas. Dodging gunfire, CJ hopped into Sweets car, and drove across a nearby bridge. Two bullets his the back of the car, creating grey bullet holes. CJ drove onto the street beyond Grove street, turned left, through an alley, between Ryder's house and the Johnson house, they were now at Grove Street.

CJ parked the car in front of Sweets house. Before getting out, Sweet said to CJ, "Like riding a bike, ain't it boy?"

"Yeah, it all comes back."

"How you doing on the Freddy?"

"I'm kinda short, you know. C.R.A.S.H. took all my paper, man, left me with nothing but small change…"

Sweet pulled out a wad of ash as they got out, walking up to his house. "Here man by yourself a beer." They hugged, Sweet walked inside. CJ looked in his hand. 200 dollars.

CJ walked inside the Johnson house. He took a shower, then put on a movie, then fell asleep on his bed.