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08-22-2015, 01:54 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-01-2022, 01:04 AM by Fearless Community.
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*Computer turns on*
G - Garry?
What, Frank?
What is this?
Garry Wong looks at the flickering computer screen
I don't know. Some old website or other.
Are you so sure? Remember old Tyzkovki? What he said we may find in here?
Bullshit, he's a mad old man. Him, leading something as dark as that -
*Laughter echoes through the room*
Suddenly, the wailing of police sirens can be heard outside.
Shit! Take the computer, and let's get out!
Garry and Frank escape into the night.
TWO YEARS LATER
Garry, I've spotted him by the bank.
Fuck, in public view?
Yep.
We need more people for this shit, man.
Fuck. Abort, let's get out of here. The hell are we gunna tell Romero?
Fuck Romero.
We can't fuck Romero. He's our only source of income.
*Silence*
Fuck are we gunna do, then? We don't have a source of income, we've got enough money enough for two weeks rent. That's it.
Tyzkovki?
What?
Let's ask Tyzkokvi. Maybe he'll shed some light on that 'Brotherhood' shit.
Fuck off.
Well, we're hitmen already. Might as well expand our horizons, right?
I don't know, Frank.
We can recruit some people, it'll be great!
I don't like killing. It's necessary only because we have no money.
We could get rich, then fuck off!
Fine. Let's do it.
15 minutes later
Mr. Tyzkovki? Are you in?
Y - yes. One moment.
The door of an old, dilapidated house opens, and the two brothers step inside.
We don't have much time. We were just wondering if you'd let us start up that old business of you.
Tyzkovki's eyes dart around nervously.
Step inside. We have much to talk about.
---
END
OOC:
We're back! Accepting all applicants. We're going to be focusing on assassination.
G - Garry?
What, Frank?
What is this?
Garry Wong looks at the flickering computer screen
I don't know. Some old website or other.
Are you so sure? Remember old Tyzkovki? What he said we may find in here?
Bullshit, he's a mad old man. Him, leading something as dark as that -
*Laughter echoes through the room*
Suddenly, the wailing of police sirens can be heard outside.
Shit! Take the computer, and let's get out!
Garry and Frank escape into the night.
TWO YEARS LATER
Garry, I've spotted him by the bank.
Fuck, in public view?
Yep.
We need more people for this shit, man.
Fuck. Abort, let's get out of here. The hell are we gunna tell Romero?
Fuck Romero.
We can't fuck Romero. He's our only source of income.
*Silence*
Fuck are we gunna do, then? We don't have a source of income, we've got enough money enough for two weeks rent. That's it.
Tyzkovki?
What?
Let's ask Tyzkokvi. Maybe he'll shed some light on that 'Brotherhood' shit.
Fuck off.
Well, we're hitmen already. Might as well expand our horizons, right?
I don't know, Frank.
We can recruit some people, it'll be great!
I don't like killing. It's necessary only because we have no money.
We could get rich, then fuck off!
Fine. Let's do it.
15 minutes later
Mr. Tyzkovki? Are you in?
Y - yes. One moment.
The door of an old, dilapidated house opens, and the two brothers step inside.
We don't have much time. We were just wondering if you'd let us start up that old business of you.
Tyzkovki's eyes dart around nervously.
Step inside. We have much to talk about.
---
END
OOC:
We're back! Accepting all applicants. We're going to be focusing on assassination.
Remember,
WE KNOW
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