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Aces scrap yard... You ever wonder where the majority of wrecked cars and those people who wrong the Lombari family end up?
It's here. Under piles of crushed steel and mud is where the unlucky lay.
But for the five indviduals who just won 125,000 dollars, Aces scrapyard is the beginning of the story instead of a abrupt end.
Lalo's face couldnt help but smirk as the man in a suit split the prize money evenly between the five
"Better If I do this here and let everyone know that I ain't stiffing them" twenty five grand is a decent pay day for what? Fifteen minutes of work? Of course the night wasn't over. In fact for these thrill seekers getting out of the industrial area may take the rest of the night.
Lalo was hoping the cut above his eyebrow would dry up instead of having to hold his hood into it to soak up the blood. A damn clown threw a bottle like a fastball which gave Lalo his first wound in about a week, needless to say the clown ended up with his skull being a pile of red jelly but it was Lalo who was inconvenienced by this not the dead clown. Putting his money into his wallet and then zipping that safely into his pants. The young man almost didn't hear the warning...
"Listen guys... we hold these events on neutral ground to maintain civility amongst the gangs that come to watch and participate, but your officially on Lombari turf. Now the family isnt out to kill ya or take ya prizes back but those goons you just crippled and murked have friends of their own. I ain't trying to force you, but these friends pay the neccesary fees to walk Lombari turf in relative safety... a safety you guys might not be guaranteed what with the fat stacks in your pockets"
Lalo's eyes squinted as he raised his still bloody bat towards the man "I ain't scared of some dopey clowns or wannabe robot bitches, if they want to take on a king then I'll loot there headless body"
The Lombari man laughed as he took a cigarette from the front of his suit pocket.
"might be easy to down some fools when bullets aren't allowed but there's no rules on the streets, your just five individual targets with hundreds looking down the scope at ya"
The Lombari blows smoke and coughs before continuing. "Look I'll make this real simple for yas...
option one, join the family work for the boss and live good for the work you do.
Optione two, pay the protection money us Lombari are owed and you walk safely to the train station and go on home.
Option three? You leave this junk yard and fight all the fuckwits this city has to offer. Cause you have money they want and.. you know, revenge for their friends an family... hell some of dem clowns slice up people for kicks, seen three clowns kill a man just to take a selfie... sick fucks them clowns"
Lalo thought back to that memorable game of king of the hill.... after teleporting on top of the hill made of cars, Lalo proceeded to swing at anyone trying to climb up to fight him. A lot of brain damage was given out in that brief amount of time, in fact all five of the team seemed to be super in some way. Effectively stomping the competition and winning the game in outstanding fashion.
Not that anyone would underestimate the dangerous city that is BlueBay, but Lalo guessed the other four winners and himself wouldn't be scared into joining or paying the mafia. The Mario crime families maybe... but certainly not the Lombari.
"I don't speak for everyone here, but I already picked option three. So ima murder any in my way as I journey to get a drink and some flash"
With unflinching nerve Lalo reached into the man's suit and stole a cigarette. Walking slowly and casually to the exit, unable to light the smoke as his lighter was soaked in blood.
Vahn silent whisper Jigajig not_sans
Please follow suit in remembering the fight/leaving the area
I will control enemies once a majority of the characters are outside the junkyard.
I am in the process of finding a map to mark out to help us all picture the same areas etc. Til then have fun and respect each other OOC and in game somewhat