how the riifs became on top
Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 9:24 pm
the door slammed shut yibs huffed and stepped out on the street he wandered off down the road thinking
"ahh man why why"he said to himself
well ok heres what happened
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gunhill 1977
the sky was dark the roads were clear no lights were on in houses apart from one it was a big refinary full of bald heads
"man bieng the biggest gang in nyc is the best no one wants to mess with us"one said
"ahut up no one would mess with us anyway you tosser now get on patrol i got a party to get to"another said the rest moaned and walked off the last one rubbed his hands toggether and stood looking out on a platform the leader walked off the last guy on the platform sat down and pulled out a beer he started singing to himself when a loud crash hit a wall he stood stright up and dropped his beer he clenched his fists and walked over to the noise the next thing he knew was a great pain in the back of his head he woke up in a dumpster he got up but fell over he looekd over the street 3 tall black guys wearing orange all stood laughing at somthing
"damn those riffs theyve been trying to get us ever since we became the biggest gang "he said to himself
"pssst......pssst yibs over here "came a voice from behind a muscley guy was crouced behind a crate yibs got up and ran for him
"oh god crush what happened"the guy asked
"well while we all walked off on patrol and you got left at the rifinery those riffs stormed the hangout they obviously got you and dumped you here i manage to escape and run but those riifs killed warlord so i guess you are now"crush explained
"well i guess i am....come on this way we gotta get out of here"the guy said the two jogged off down and ally the stopped in a pub and stepped in crush got in some drinks and they sat down
"so anyone else dead?"the guy asked
"yeah all ov em we gotta start building again those rifs wasted us and now their the biggest gang"crush explained they both finished their beers and walked out on the street they both walked to an old flophouse where the affiliates hung out they slammed the door
"hey you junkies we got some news....those riff f***s wasted warlord and the rest at the hangout now weve lost about 100 players so are you prepared to become full time members or what"crush asked
"YEHA SURE WE WILL DO IT"shouted one
"and tonight were gonna take the riffs out"the guy added they all walked towards the hangout crush made a plan
later that night
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"all right turnbuls here were gonna take out the riffs those bitches have been trying to knock us out for a while now and im sick of it now move it lets go"crush shouted all 150 tunbulls marched to the train station they got to gramercy and marched straight for the riffs hangout they stopped at a big multy story car park one fighter boss lead half round the back while the new warlord whos is -yibs- lead the rest through the front they busted their way through some guarda and came to the riffs practising their moves
"so turnbulls have you come for retribution or a drink"came a voice
"hey shut it kimbo lets settle this"yibs shouted
"ok then"cyrus added pointing at yibs and the turnbulls the riffs charged forward catching the tunbulls by suprise suddenly a crash came from the back wall the rest of the turnbulls came crahsing in crushed held one by the thorat while one hit him in the stomach yibs did an uppercut to one crush looked up and found about 100 riffs on the next level running down the slope one carried a molotov cocktil LIT!he throguh at and fire spread everywhere yibs lead about 20 turnbulls out the building they fled for the train station crush was with them but he ad been slashed in the leg they arrived back at the hangout crush and some newbloods were talking
"hey yibs me and the boys have come to an agreement we want yout out"crush said
"huh what i odnt get it"suddenly yibs felt a pain in his back he turned round 5 newbloods pummeled him in the face they chucked him out side
which leads back to the top i my self is yibs well i go by a new name now i have joined another gang ...my name is cyrus
"ahh man why why"he said to himself
well ok heres what happened
___________________________________________________________
gunhill 1977
the sky was dark the roads were clear no lights were on in houses apart from one it was a big refinary full of bald heads
"man bieng the biggest gang in nyc is the best no one wants to mess with us"one said
"ahut up no one would mess with us anyway you tosser now get on patrol i got a party to get to"another said the rest moaned and walked off the last one rubbed his hands toggether and stood looking out on a platform the leader walked off the last guy on the platform sat down and pulled out a beer he started singing to himself when a loud crash hit a wall he stood stright up and dropped his beer he clenched his fists and walked over to the noise the next thing he knew was a great pain in the back of his head he woke up in a dumpster he got up but fell over he looekd over the street 3 tall black guys wearing orange all stood laughing at somthing
"damn those riffs theyve been trying to get us ever since we became the biggest gang "he said to himself
"pssst......pssst yibs over here "came a voice from behind a muscley guy was crouced behind a crate yibs got up and ran for him
"oh god crush what happened"the guy asked
"well while we all walked off on patrol and you got left at the rifinery those riffs stormed the hangout they obviously got you and dumped you here i manage to escape and run but those riifs killed warlord so i guess you are now"crush explained
"well i guess i am....come on this way we gotta get out of here"the guy said the two jogged off down and ally the stopped in a pub and stepped in crush got in some drinks and they sat down
"so anyone else dead?"the guy asked
"yeah all ov em we gotta start building again those rifs wasted us and now their the biggest gang"crush explained they both finished their beers and walked out on the street they both walked to an old flophouse where the affiliates hung out they slammed the door
"hey you junkies we got some news....those riff f***s wasted warlord and the rest at the hangout now weve lost about 100 players so are you prepared to become full time members or what"crush asked
"YEHA SURE WE WILL DO IT"shouted one
"and tonight were gonna take the riffs out"the guy added they all walked towards the hangout crush made a plan
later that night
_________________
"all right turnbuls here were gonna take out the riffs those bitches have been trying to knock us out for a while now and im sick of it now move it lets go"crush shouted all 150 tunbulls marched to the train station they got to gramercy and marched straight for the riffs hangout they stopped at a big multy story car park one fighter boss lead half round the back while the new warlord whos is -yibs- lead the rest through the front they busted their way through some guarda and came to the riffs practising their moves
"so turnbulls have you come for retribution or a drink"came a voice
"hey shut it kimbo lets settle this"yibs shouted
"ok then"cyrus added pointing at yibs and the turnbulls the riffs charged forward catching the tunbulls by suprise suddenly a crash came from the back wall the rest of the turnbulls came crahsing in crushed held one by the thorat while one hit him in the stomach yibs did an uppercut to one crush looked up and found about 100 riffs on the next level running down the slope one carried a molotov cocktil LIT!he throguh at and fire spread everywhere yibs lead about 20 turnbulls out the building they fled for the train station crush was with them but he ad been slashed in the leg they arrived back at the hangout crush and some newbloods were talking
"hey yibs me and the boys have come to an agreement we want yout out"crush said
"huh what i odnt get it"suddenly yibs felt a pain in his back he turned round 5 newbloods pummeled him in the face they chucked him out side
which leads back to the top i my self is yibs well i go by a new name now i have joined another gang ...my name is cyrus