It's times like this that Rich really did feel like an absolute retard.
Why was he a Ripper Doc, why did he have body parts hung up in bags on hooks and then have extra shelves just to put even more body parts in.
He didn't know what he was thinking but as he was looking over these schematics and putting this rifle together he couldn't help but realize that he duped himself.
"oh, wait. oh, Shit. He could have started up a business where he made and sold guns, with weird chunky accessories, he could be making big bank right now and not worry about getting his head chopped off in his sleep"
A sense of normality, where he could have a good night sleep and not expect to be invading different parts of town at 3:00 a.m. suddenly.
But regardless of how he felt about his particular situation, he did a great job of putting the gun together, he thought.
As he was now looking at the rifle.
"Moron Labe"
Complete and ready to go.
"You look like your ready to have some fun" spoke a familiar voice as it was nobody else but Dum Dum.
"Where have you been, haven't seen you for a good bit"
"All Busy up now, with Patricia out of the picture Royce raised me up in position and now I've been all around NC"
"Ok, Mr.BigShot what brings you back here to this scrap dump"
"Hear me out"
"After wiping Santo Domingo clean of 6th Street and Bronze being the best guy ever, some good Lights been shined on Maelstrom"
"Bullshit, NC don't give a fuck if someone does good shit for the community only if someone went out and did some bad ass shit like Silverhand or Morgan"
"Well believe it or not, people have our names in they're mouths, The Animals in specefic"
Rich's interest has just been peaked.
"And one of they're leaders came by the Totentanz recently, and left without a scratch"
"What's the gig?" Rich was now in the mood, this was no bullshit or games to take lightly.
This, was a moment that if it were to go through, it would make NC an even more dangerous place then it already was.
"There's a spot that the animals have been wanting to take control of for a while so they can run actual legit events from, the issue currently is that there's a mixture of Scav's and Booster chumps that have been hanging out and selling cheap street drugs to anybody that would pay for the crap"
"Show up and Clean Up"
"Pretty much, you in"
"I won't ask you to do what you did in Santo Domingo, I know that was asking way too much from you"
Rich didn't look as his mind flashed to almost losing himself to the digital hell that was Cyberspace.
"And ain't just going to be us, black mailed a couple of the kids and mid timers to join up for this"
"So get your baby out"
"Na this is all I'll need" spoke Rich as he just needed some clips for the new rifle to run in crazy.
He needed another weapon to use, he shouldn't depend on the headsman despite the fact that one shotgun had earned him a reputation.
He didn't need or he just didn't want to believe he needed it.
The Headsman was a give away of who was attacking them.
So this was a switch up.
"You could have gone to anyone for this, Choom"
"There is only one person I trust to have my back for shit like this"
"Same, good to see some things never change"
"Always" said Dum Dum as he raised his fist to Rich and Rich reciprocated the action by raising his own fists and fist bumping Dum Dum.
"Let's get this work"
When Rich and and Dumb Dumb stepped into the Villefort Columbus V340 F Freight.
He saw the crew Dum Dum put together.
2 guys that had moved to the Totentanz a few months back
And then a newbie and Shane.
"Damn Shane, what did Dum Dum get you for this time"
"Fucked up a delivery Job, Dum Dum says he won't tell royce if I do this"
"Hendo and Vanderlei?" said Rich as he talked to the more experience Maelstrom members.
"Dum Dum caught us Numbed out on a protection Job"
"DD how you going to black mail them when I catch you high on the daily on clock or not"
"Simple, these two Jack Offs were supposed to drop the client off at Downtown Central, they dropped the client off in Heywood and left the client stranded where he almost got flatlined by some Valentinos"
"That is pretty bad, you on the edge, how you end up in this spot"
"That's Terry He's under my wing, where ever I go he goes"
"Ah an apprentice, since when?"
"Since Nickles brought him in, he left the poor kid to me so now I'm trying to teach him the ropes"
"Think this is a bit much for teaching the ropes, might want to start him off with something smaller"
"You'll see what he can do, just make sure you can make that Rifle work like magic"
"Is that a challenge"
"Why the fuck not, it'll spice things up"
"It's game then, whichever team has the most bodies on them pays lunch"
"Okay, Hendo and Terry are on my team" spoke Dum Dum.
"Vanderlei and Shane, you both with me for this" spoke Rich as he had began to feel some heat in his gut.
The good kind, not the I'm about to puke all over the fancy leather seats kind either.
"We running a time limit or we just get it done" said Vanderlei
"What, to slow to keep up" said Hendo as he and his usual partner in crime were now on opposite teams.
"I feel it'll go to fast to enjoy it, got to have some fun"
"Okay it's settled"
"No time limits, so get creative kiddies"
"Time to Raise some Havoc"
To Be Continued.