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Jet Set Radio Future: Turf Wars
Chapter 3: Threats
The new Poison Jam leader, Viper, sat in the Bottom Point of the Sewage Facility, thinking 'Who first?'
Maybe Corn, that pesky leader who had told the rest of the GG's to get Poison Jam in the first place. Without him, the rest of the GG's would be easy to crush.
Or Gum, possibly. The pesky tomboy had gotten in Viper's way FAR too many times. No doubt that if they got Gum, one of the boys would come to her rescue. Two in one.
Beat was a good target too. He was one of the more famous rudies. If the lone rudies found out they got him, they might want to rethink not joining up with Poison Jam.
Combo was one Viper wanted to get at too. The smart mouthed older rudie was a pain in the butt when it came to carrying out their plans. He was always there to play a game of Tagger's Tag and embarrass the Jams in public.
Garam was even worse. The punk had always caused trouble for Poison Jam even before he became a GG. What annoyed Viper the most about him was that he had a way of disappearing in the sewers and leading then on a wild goose chase. Getting them lost in their own turf, even.
Rhyth wasn't much better. Not only had she been in Rapid 99, but she was SO DANG ANNOYING! She knew Rokkaku-dai Heights like the back of her hand and always left weird tags for Poison Jam to clean up in hard to reach places. That and she was an immature little brat.
Then there was Boogie. She had a big mouth. The biggest one Viper had to ever deal with. She had a lot of sass to, and that annoyed Viper the most. She was THE most annoying gossiper that Viper ever had to deal with. And she always seemed to slip right out of their grasp before he could slap a hand over her big mouth.
Then there was Clutch, the thief. That dude had a way of getting in and getting out without being seen. He would pay for snagging their stuff!
Jazz wasn't much of a problem to Viper, but the Immortals had told him they wanted her and Corn for beating them in a Death Ball match. Maybe she could play one more round of the game...
Soda could really piss Viper off. He made beating Poison Jam at races seem easy. The next time he lost a race to him, Viper would give that whatever toned rudie more than just the finger.
The punk named Yo-yo was even worse. Not only did he scare the freak out of Poison Jam with his high-pitched voice sometimes, but he had beaten them in their own turf, making Cube abandon them.
Cube. That so called leader of theirs had left them right when they lost to the GG's. Man, would she pay for that. No one can walk out on Poison Jam and get away with it.
But then there was also Chicka. That girl was not new news for Viper. She was one of Professor K's repos. She hadn't shown her face to the GG's until now, but she had had her share of fun against the Golden Rhinos and anyone who got in the GG's way. She was even sneakier than Clutch and had just as much attitude as Gum. She had ways of getting information and dishing it out without anyone knowing who got it in the first place. Why she was oh-so dodgy, secretive, and attitude loving he had no clue. Why she had decided now, of all times to show her face, Viper had no clue about that either.
"Hey boss!" Viper looked up. A Poison Jam tossed an unconscious Yo-yo on the ground. "Look what the Immortals dragged in." Viper's expression turned from very pissed to a very good mood.
"Just the bait we need."
*with the GG's*
"Chicka, what in the world were you two thinking?!?!?" Corn demanded as Chicka skated into the Garage. She shrunk back a little and shrugged.
"We figured we would be okay. Besides, it was his idea to go to Sky Dinosaurian Square, not mine!"
"I don't care whose fault it is! I-"
SMACK!
"Dude, chill." Jazz said. Corn rubbed his face, glaring at both girls. Chicka rolled her eyes and turned to Jazz.
"So DJ Professor K aired it?" she asked.
"How'd you know?" Jazz asked.
"She's one of K's repos." Cube drawled with a smirk. Chicka raised an eyebrow at Cube, but didn't ask any questions.
"What exactly is a 'repo'?" Jazz asked.
"Short for reporter." Chicka replied, heading over to the others, giving no further explanation.
"Hey! Dudes, where's Beat?" Gum asked nervously.
"Cool the jets, kid." Combo reassured. "He just went to get some donuts in Dogenzanka." As if on cue, Beat skated into the Garage carrying three boxes of donuts.
"Guys, you've got to see this!" he exclaimed in a worry tone as he tossed the boxes on the table. Glancing at each other nervously, they followed him back to Dogenzanka.
The hill was covered in paint. And they weren't GG tags either. They were tags of 'Wanted Dead or Alive' posters with each of the GG's in them.
"This isn't even half of it!" Beat said. They followed him down to the record store. There, above the entrance was a gruesome tag of a knife to Yo-yo's throat. Boogie opened her mouth to say something when Cube cut her short.
"Yes Boogie. We're screwed."
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As I've said before, REVIEW!!!!! Please?
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Jet Set Radio Future: Turf Wars
Chapter 3: Threats
The new Poison Jam leader, Viper, sat in the Bottom Point of the Sewage Facility, thinking 'Who first?'
Maybe Corn, that pesky leader who had told the rest of the GG's to get Poison Jam in the first place. Without him, the rest of the GG's would be easy to crush.
Or Gum, possibly. The pesky tomboy had gotten in Viper's way FAR too many times. No doubt that if they got Gum, one of the boys would come to her rescue. Two in one.
Beat was a good target too. He was one of the more famous rudies. If the lone rudies found out they got him, they might want to rethink not joining up with Poison Jam.
Combo was one Viper wanted to get at too. The smart mouthed older rudie was a pain in the butt when it came to carrying out their plans. He was always there to play a game of Tagger's Tag and embarrass the Jams in public.
Garam was even worse. The punk had always caused trouble for Poison Jam even before he became a GG. What annoyed Viper the most about him was that he had a way of disappearing in the sewers and leading then on a wild goose chase. Getting them lost in their own turf, even.
Rhyth wasn't much better. Not only had she been in Rapid 99, but she was SO DANG ANNOYING! She knew Rokkaku-dai Heights like the back of her hand and always left weird tags for Poison Jam to clean up in hard to reach places. That and she was an immature little brat.
Then there was Boogie. She had a big mouth. The biggest one Viper had to ever deal with. She had a lot of sass to, and that annoyed Viper the most. She was THE most annoying gossiper that Viper ever had to deal with. And she always seemed to slip right out of their grasp before he could slap a hand over her big mouth.
Then there was Clutch, the thief. That dude had a way of getting in and getting out without being seen. He would pay for snagging their stuff!
Jazz wasn't much of a problem to Viper, but the Immortals had told him they wanted her and Corn for beating them in a Death Ball match. Maybe she could play one more round of the game...
Soda could really piss Viper off. He made beating Poison Jam at races seem easy. The next time he lost a race to him, Viper would give that whatever toned rudie more than just the finger.
The punk named Yo-yo was even worse. Not only did he scare the freak out of Poison Jam with his high-pitched voice sometimes, but he had beaten them in their own turf, making Cube abandon them.
Cube. That so called leader of theirs had left them right when they lost to the GG's. Man, would she pay for that. No one can walk out on Poison Jam and get away with it.
But then there was also Chicka. That girl was not new news for Viper. She was one of Professor K's repos. She hadn't shown her face to the GG's until now, but she had had her share of fun against the Golden Rhinos and anyone who got in the GG's way. She was even sneakier than Clutch and had just as much attitude as Gum. She had ways of getting information and dishing it out without anyone knowing who got it in the first place. Why she was oh-so dodgy, secretive, and attitude loving he had no clue. Why she had decided now, of all times to show her face, Viper had no clue about that either.
"Hey boss!" Viper looked up. A Poison Jam tossed an unconscious Yo-yo on the ground. "Look what the Immortals dragged in." Viper's expression turned from very pissed to a very good mood.
"Just the bait we need."
*with the GG's*
"Chicka, what in the world were you two thinking?!?!?" Corn demanded as Chicka skated into the Garage. She shrunk back a little and shrugged.
"We figured we would be okay. Besides, it was his idea to go to Sky Dinosaurian Square, not mine!"
"I don't care whose fault it is! I-"
SMACK!
"Dude, chill." Jazz said. Corn rubbed his face, glaring at both girls. Chicka rolled her eyes and turned to Jazz.
"So DJ Professor K aired it?" she asked.
"How'd you know?" Jazz asked.
"She's one of K's repos." Cube drawled with a smirk. Chicka raised an eyebrow at Cube, but didn't ask any questions.
"What exactly is a 'repo'?" Jazz asked.
"Short for reporter." Chicka replied, heading over to the others, giving no further explanation.
"Hey! Dudes, where's Beat?" Gum asked nervously.
"Cool the jets, kid." Combo reassured. "He just went to get some donuts in Dogenzanka." As if on cue, Beat skated into the Garage carrying three boxes of donuts.
"Guys, you've got to see this!" he exclaimed in a worry tone as he tossed the boxes on the table. Glancing at each other nervously, they followed him back to Dogenzanka.
The hill was covered in paint. And they weren't GG tags either. They were tags of 'Wanted Dead or Alive' posters with each of the GG's in them.
"This isn't even half of it!" Beat said. They followed him down to the record store. There, above the entrance was a gruesome tag of a knife to Yo-yo's throat. Boogie opened her mouth to say something when Cube cut her short.
"Yes Boogie. We're screwed."
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As I've said before, REVIEW!!!!! Please?