The average eye size of everyone present in Anfield doubled. Stokesy just killed the most renowned gangster in the world. shadesOG was done.
Stokesy grinned.
"What now, you fuckers?!"
Gunshots, hundreds of them. Not one came close to hitting Stokesy. His laughter echoed through the Anfield stadium, his bullets raining on the legs of his opponents. He wanted them to suffer. Casualties increased sporadically -- among those who died were Fastlane Jo! who took a bullet in the chest for her comrade Razor, and the tactician SHREK THE BUNNY, who Stokesy found threatening and killed immediately.
The alliance retreated to RAWK HQ.
"We need a fucking plan!" screamed 3djoker in frustration.
And from the darkness came a voice: "I have one."
After an hour of planning and organization, things were set. 3djoker and Razor looked stoned as hell.
"You guys ready?" asked the invisible head of the operation.
"Fuck yeah" they said.
The mobsters stormed out of the HQ, raining bullets on Stokesy, distracting him. 3djoker rushed at Stokesy.
BANG!
Joker was shot in the heart.
But the drugs worked, even just for a little while. 3djoker gathered all his strength and stabbed Stokesy's left leg with a kitchen knife. Viper, the acting general called off all gunshots as a feint tactic.
"He's immobile! Get him!" 3djoker was screaming again.
BANG!
3djoker was dead.
BANG!
Razor from behind Stokesy with a Police Revolver. A miss.
"I saw through it, idiots!" Stokesy's arrogance grew. But Razor didn't stop. He ran towards Stokesy and wrestled with him, taking advantage of Stokesy's wounded leg. Viper called for gunfire but nothing could hurt Stokesy while stray bullets were damaging Razor badly.
As a last ditch effort, Razor got behind Stokesy, positioning his head behind Stokesy's.
"You're fucked, Manc!"
BANG!
A bullet from behind shattered Razor's skull. The same bullet went on towards Stokesy's neck.
A dying Razor mumbled -- "Didn't see that one coming did ya Stokes?!"
Stokesy, choking with blood, looked at the trajectory of the bullet -- on the other end stood BillyBadAss with a sniper rifle.
BANG!
The second sniper bullet killed Stokesy.
~~~
The heroes of the Battle of Anfield had their ashes scattered on the Anfield grounds. The Cosa Nostra began requiring their new gangsters to go on a pilgrimage to Anfield. Reason one being a good maintenance strategy to save relations with the American and Japanese gangs; reason two being a characterization of Mafia tradition; a tradition of respect and honor.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Chapter 12
The war that would determine the fate of the mafia world began promptly. It wasn't a tournament anymore. It was an assassinating, backstabbing, wiretapping, non-Geneva convening war. Dirty mafia money circulated as war funds which caused the rapid inflation of commodities, especially points. The war also had adverse effects on civil society. People were parading the streets carrying blown up pictures of either fleshyman or Anarchy Now like they were newer versions of Mao Ze Dong.
3djoker and the GGL prepared an alliance to counter the Revolution. GGL, Yakuza and a group of people that KillerD assembled were running operations to obliterate the seeds of the Revolutionary Alliance.
"That's the last of them."
Joker was carrying a severed head which looked like the previous boss of the Polish Mafia.
"Our sources tell us that the Revolutionary Alliance is planning a meeting with RAWK. If the two gangs form an alliance, it will mean the death of our current system of organized crime." KillerD reported.
ViperGQ and shadesOG were listening and nodding. Finally shades spoke.
"We ambush them."
And everyone agreed despite knowing what would happen.
Plans were hatched and strategies reviewed. What we would come to know as the Battle of Anfield began.
~~~
Stokesy looked around the Liverpool area and thought to himself: "This isn't a bad area to set up camp in while plotting my takeover of Italy." Indeed it was a good start. The two remaining leaders of the Revolutionary Alliance, Stokesy and I am Max, were in talks with the largest gang in Europe, RAWK, on a potential alliance.
Stokesy entered the RAWK headquarters at Anfield and looked around. Heads of different mafia lords were displayed on the trophy case. Five of them. Stokesy would have felt threatened if he didn't have an entire army of Revolutionaries waiting outside the ground.
~~~
Outside Anfield, things were tense. Rianio of the Irish Mafia and Foghorn Leghorn were starting an uprising from within the Revolutionary Alliance. War within the Alliance.
"Anarchists and you Irishmen! We have received the autopsy results from the bodies of our dead comrades! It appears that we have been deceived by our current mafia lord Stokesy -- he killed our bosses! I hereby declare war on that son of a bitch Stokesy and all his supporters!"
And the violence began. Bullets scattered outside the grounds. Revolutionaries fighting Revolutionaries.
~~~
Fastlane Jo! and Razor were discussing things quietly with Stokesy and I am Max. An agreement was to be made giving Stokesy the rights to dwell in RAWK without getting severely harmed like all the other mafia who've attempted to invade Merseyside.
BANG!
I am Max dropped dead. Orphie was hiding behind the trophycase.
Stokesy was shocked. Things were going so well and in one second his last comrade was gone.
"We've always known you were a Manc, you bastard."
A moonlit reflection showed the heads of Liverpool FC's former American owners rotting on the table behind Jo and Razor.
"Mancs die Stokesy."
Stokesy dashed out of his chair and rained bullets on the members of RAWK. The panic didn't help his accuracy. He had to get out -- he was at a disadvantage in the opponent's headquarters.
Stokesy smashed open the main door to the RAWK hideout and screamed for the rest of the Alliance to back him up.
Bodies. Three hundred dead bodies on the floor. All killed with bullets from the Revolutionary Alliance's guns.
A few figures emerged from the dark Liverpool streets. All of RAWK surrounded Stokesy. ViperGQ, shadesOG, 3djoker, KillerD and a little kid named Atown were surrounding him as well.
shadesOG spoke.
"This is it Stokesy. Let's settle this between us. Your dirty tactics are gone."
and Stokesy replied
"I guess there's no other choice."
BANG!
shadesOG was no more.
3djoker and the GGL prepared an alliance to counter the Revolution. GGL, Yakuza and a group of people that KillerD assembled were running operations to obliterate the seeds of the Revolutionary Alliance.
"That's the last of them."
Joker was carrying a severed head which looked like the previous boss of the Polish Mafia.
"Our sources tell us that the Revolutionary Alliance is planning a meeting with RAWK. If the two gangs form an alliance, it will mean the death of our current system of organized crime." KillerD reported.
ViperGQ and shadesOG were listening and nodding. Finally shades spoke.
"We ambush them."
And everyone agreed despite knowing what would happen.
Plans were hatched and strategies reviewed. What we would come to know as the Battle of Anfield began.
~~~
Stokesy looked around the Liverpool area and thought to himself: "This isn't a bad area to set up camp in while plotting my takeover of Italy." Indeed it was a good start. The two remaining leaders of the Revolutionary Alliance, Stokesy and I am Max, were in talks with the largest gang in Europe, RAWK, on a potential alliance.
Stokesy entered the RAWK headquarters at Anfield and looked around. Heads of different mafia lords were displayed on the trophy case. Five of them. Stokesy would have felt threatened if he didn't have an entire army of Revolutionaries waiting outside the ground.
~~~
Outside Anfield, things were tense. Rianio of the Irish Mafia and Foghorn Leghorn were starting an uprising from within the Revolutionary Alliance. War within the Alliance.
"Anarchists and you Irishmen! We have received the autopsy results from the bodies of our dead comrades! It appears that we have been deceived by our current mafia lord Stokesy -- he killed our bosses! I hereby declare war on that son of a bitch Stokesy and all his supporters!"
And the violence began. Bullets scattered outside the grounds. Revolutionaries fighting Revolutionaries.
~~~
Fastlane Jo! and Razor were discussing things quietly with Stokesy and I am Max. An agreement was to be made giving Stokesy the rights to dwell in RAWK without getting severely harmed like all the other mafia who've attempted to invade Merseyside.
BANG!
I am Max dropped dead. Orphie was hiding behind the trophycase.
Stokesy was shocked. Things were going so well and in one second his last comrade was gone.
"We've always known you were a Manc, you bastard."
A moonlit reflection showed the heads of Liverpool FC's former American owners rotting on the table behind Jo and Razor.
"Mancs die Stokesy."
Stokesy dashed out of his chair and rained bullets on the members of RAWK. The panic didn't help his accuracy. He had to get out -- he was at a disadvantage in the opponent's headquarters.
Stokesy smashed open the main door to the RAWK hideout and screamed for the rest of the Alliance to back him up.
Bodies. Three hundred dead bodies on the floor. All killed with bullets from the Revolutionary Alliance's guns.
A few figures emerged from the dark Liverpool streets. All of RAWK surrounded Stokesy. ViperGQ, shadesOG, 3djoker, KillerD and a little kid named Atown were surrounding him as well.
shadesOG spoke.
"This is it Stokesy. Let's settle this between us. Your dirty tactics are gone."
and Stokesy replied
"I guess there's no other choice."
BANG!
shadesOG was no more.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Chapter XI
"So this is between you and I, friend." shadesOG forced a smile.
shadesOG and G-Money stood face to face. The two best gangs on MD2 decided that it would be best to send only one representative per gang so the victor will have fuller reign over the mafia world. That way it would be easier to restore order after the tournament.
shadesOG threw his cigarette up in the air.
It landed.
BANG!
The two gang leaders moved at unbelievable speeds. G-Money was on the offensive, shadesOG carefully dodging each bullet with his 30,000,000 speed. shadesOG shot directly at G-Money's toes but G-Money dodged it and landed tactically on the ground. Both had guns pointed at the other's head.
"WAIT!"
It was 3djoker.
G-Money glanced.
BANG!
The tournament organizer was no more.
~~~
Stokesy returned to the headquarters of the Revolutionary Alliance. He was carrying with him the bodies of his fallen "comrades." He caught his voice and screamed.
"REVOLUTIONARIES! They have killed our generals! But I have managed to escape! Listen for I have important news!
The Revolutionaries were shocked. Their leaders were gone. But fortunate for them, they thought, that they still had Stokesy -- the reliable and trustworthy Stokesy.
"We will avenge our fallen brothers!"
For Stokesy, the plan worked. Eliminating his comrades meant complete control over an overly motivated army of Revolutionaries.
~~~
"Fuck... FUCK, I was too late." 3djoker was panting. He continued
"Stokesy... Stokesy killed Amaya and fleshy! Right now, Stokesy murdered the top five members of the Guardian Angels -- and he also killed his co-leaders in the Revolutionary Alliance! Now he has full control of the alliance! We must stop this tournament and prevent Stokesy from creating a regime!"
But there was no stopping the angered Yakuza. They rushed toward the GGL members, ready to murder.
shadesOG stopped them.
"Don't worsen the situation. Kill me and we're even. We must stop Stokesy at all costs."
ViperGQ, whose cheekbones were throbbing with anger, was ready to shoot shadesOG.
"Stop! Don't kill our leader. If you must, kill me! shadesOG is our only chance of defeating Stokesy, can't you see that?"
It was Roblematique.
"Kill me -- I am the next leader of the GGL, you will be taking a lot from the gang -- but we have to stop the Revolution!"
shadesOG looked at him.
"Thank you Roblematique"
Within seconds, the guns sounded and Roblematique was no more.
shadesOG and G-Money stood face to face. The two best gangs on MD2 decided that it would be best to send only one representative per gang so the victor will have fuller reign over the mafia world. That way it would be easier to restore order after the tournament.
shadesOG threw his cigarette up in the air.
It landed.
BANG!
The two gang leaders moved at unbelievable speeds. G-Money was on the offensive, shadesOG carefully dodging each bullet with his 30,000,000 speed. shadesOG shot directly at G-Money's toes but G-Money dodged it and landed tactically on the ground. Both had guns pointed at the other's head.
"WAIT!"
It was 3djoker.
G-Money glanced.
BANG!
The tournament organizer was no more.
~~~
Stokesy returned to the headquarters of the Revolutionary Alliance. He was carrying with him the bodies of his fallen "comrades." He caught his voice and screamed.
"REVOLUTIONARIES! They have killed our generals! But I have managed to escape! Listen for I have important news!
The Revolutionaries were shocked. Their leaders were gone. But fortunate for them, they thought, that they still had Stokesy -- the reliable and trustworthy Stokesy.
"We will avenge our fallen brothers!"
For Stokesy, the plan worked. Eliminating his comrades meant complete control over an overly motivated army of Revolutionaries.
~~~
"Fuck... FUCK, I was too late." 3djoker was panting. He continued
"Stokesy... Stokesy killed Amaya and fleshy! Right now, Stokesy murdered the top five members of the Guardian Angels -- and he also killed his co-leaders in the Revolutionary Alliance! Now he has full control of the alliance! We must stop this tournament and prevent Stokesy from creating a regime!"
But there was no stopping the angered Yakuza. They rushed toward the GGL members, ready to murder.
shadesOG stopped them.
"Don't worsen the situation. Kill me and we're even. We must stop Stokesy at all costs."
ViperGQ, whose cheekbones were throbbing with anger, was ready to shoot shadesOG.
"Stop! Don't kill our leader. If you must, kill me! shadesOG is our only chance of defeating Stokesy, can't you see that?"
It was Roblematique.
"Kill me -- I am the next leader of the GGL, you will be taking a lot from the gang -- but we have to stop the Revolution!"
shadesOG looked at him.
"Thank you Roblematique"
Within seconds, the guns sounded and Roblematique was no more.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Chapter X
Succubus was ugly in every definition of the word. A pimplish face with polluted red hair topped off with a fully braced set of teeth which she claimed to be +2% to defense for every tooth in place. Her evil plots were rendered useless by the uncanny guile of ViperGQ.
"You're the ugliest thing I have ever seen in my day. I wouldn't even want to pull my gun out in front of you in fear of it getting contaminated by your horrible presence. Your filthy body is so different from the striking definition of my cheekbones. I'm not gay though, I'm metro." Viper said.
"Is that a threat?" responded Succubus.
"To ugly girls, everything is a threat,"
G-Money interrupted the confrontation: "Viper, I'm her opponent. Leave the bitch alone, she already knows she's ugly."
Topeka was drained of all its oxygen. The pressure mounted. Suddenly it became harder to breathe. And in a few seconds
BANG!
Succubus would stop breathing altogether.
G-Money, the wigger that he is, broke out into rap.
"Put a bullet through yo head
Before you eva got laid in bed
and everyone of us can see
the beautiful irony of your name
of always being too suck yo BUSY
to have anyone suck yo PUSSY"
ViperGQ punched G-Money and knocked him out. The other Yakuza carried him back to the car.
~~~
Stokesy stood on a platform, a person kneeling down before him.
"You who claim to be our ally, what is your name?"
"I am Max."
"I have a job for you to do. I will accept you if you prove that you're indeed a MAX and not a MINimum. HA..HA...HA"
All the members of the Revolutionary Alliance forced a chuckle.
"Get the LFC on our side. Those scousers could prove useful.
~~~
The matchups for the next round were announced the day after.
Yakuza vs. GGL
G~A vs. The Revolutionary Alliance
The G~A found themselves in Chicago, encircled by Stokesy, T12, Anarchy Now!, Magewarfelix and Matt.
Stokesy proposed a unique battle, a quickdraw. Twenty steps, turn around and shoot. Lunatic agreed and everyone found themselves itching to shoot each other.
Lunatic walked up.
"I'm first."
Across him was the prodigy, T12.
One...two...nineteen...twenty.
A blue light lasered past. The speed of which couldn't be comprehended by all the members of the Alliance, save Stokesy.
T12 was dead.
"Your decoy's dead Stokesy."
Stokesy gave Magewarfelix a pat on the back.
"I'm next!"
One...two...ninteen...twenty.
BANG!
Lunatic was on the floor, lifeless.
"Your forum moderating has made you too comfortable. Sometimes it comes down to how quick you press the attack button."
Poison, gripping her gun tightly on one hand and fondling Lunatic's hair with the other, was enraged.
"You're mine Felix."
One...two...nineteen...twenty.
Poison dashed at Felix.
BANG!
Felix missed. The kitchen knife was halway through his neck before he noticed. Felix's head fell like a Greek head statue. Blood fountain.
"God Damnit, I'm tired of this."
Stokesy was behind Poison, nobody noticed him move.
Six shots permeated the chilling Chicago air.
The bodies of Poison, Angellik, the Prince of Portugal... all on the floor. Beside them were the bodies of Matt and Anarchy Now! both looking betrayed.
3djoker had blocked the bullet with the handle of his Revolver. Stokesy left only him alive.
As Joker was running away from the scene, half-crying and half-disgusted at Stokesy for killing his own allies, he noticed the bullet embedded on the handle of his Revolver.
"...this is the same one we found on Amaya's body."
"You're the ugliest thing I have ever seen in my day. I wouldn't even want to pull my gun out in front of you in fear of it getting contaminated by your horrible presence. Your filthy body is so different from the striking definition of my cheekbones. I'm not gay though, I'm metro." Viper said.
"Is that a threat?" responded Succubus.
"To ugly girls, everything is a threat,"
G-Money interrupted the confrontation: "Viper, I'm her opponent. Leave the bitch alone, she already knows she's ugly."
Topeka was drained of all its oxygen. The pressure mounted. Suddenly it became harder to breathe. And in a few seconds
BANG!
Succubus would stop breathing altogether.
G-Money, the wigger that he is, broke out into rap.
"Put a bullet through yo head
Before you eva got laid in bed
and everyone of us can see
the beautiful irony of your name
of always being too suck yo BUSY
to have anyone suck yo PUSSY"
ViperGQ punched G-Money and knocked him out. The other Yakuza carried him back to the car.
~~~
Stokesy stood on a platform, a person kneeling down before him.
"You who claim to be our ally, what is your name?"
"I am Max."
"I have a job for you to do. I will accept you if you prove that you're indeed a MAX and not a MINimum. HA..HA...HA"
All the members of the Revolutionary Alliance forced a chuckle.
"Get the LFC on our side. Those scousers could prove useful.
~~~
The matchups for the next round were announced the day after.
Yakuza vs. GGL
G~A vs. The Revolutionary Alliance
The G~A found themselves in Chicago, encircled by Stokesy, T12, Anarchy Now!, Magewarfelix and Matt.
Stokesy proposed a unique battle, a quickdraw. Twenty steps, turn around and shoot. Lunatic agreed and everyone found themselves itching to shoot each other.
Lunatic walked up.
"I'm first."
Across him was the prodigy, T12.
One...two...nineteen...twenty.
A blue light lasered past. The speed of which couldn't be comprehended by all the members of the Alliance, save Stokesy.
T12 was dead.
"Your decoy's dead Stokesy."
Stokesy gave Magewarfelix a pat on the back.
"I'm next!"
One...two...ninteen...twenty.
BANG!
Lunatic was on the floor, lifeless.
"Your forum moderating has made you too comfortable. Sometimes it comes down to how quick you press the attack button."
Poison, gripping her gun tightly on one hand and fondling Lunatic's hair with the other, was enraged.
"You're mine Felix."
One...two...nineteen...twenty.
Poison dashed at Felix.
BANG!
Felix missed. The kitchen knife was halway through his neck before he noticed. Felix's head fell like a Greek head statue. Blood fountain.
"God Damnit, I'm tired of this."
Stokesy was behind Poison, nobody noticed him move.
Six shots permeated the chilling Chicago air.
The bodies of Poison, Angellik, the Prince of Portugal... all on the floor. Beside them were the bodies of Matt and Anarchy Now! both looking betrayed.
3djoker had blocked the bullet with the handle of his Revolver. Stokesy left only him alive.
As Joker was running away from the scene, half-crying and half-disgusted at Stokesy for killing his own allies, he noticed the bullet embedded on the handle of his Revolver.
"...this is the same one we found on Amaya's body."
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Chapter IX
The news of GGL destroying GnR was kept hush until the rest of the first round was finished. The famed Slavehack Mafia led by Succubus met the Yakuza in
Succubus confronted G-Money. He held out his hand.
“Fair fight, G-Money?” he offered a shake.
“It’s a fair fight now.” ViperGQ came out of the dark, along with two other Yakuza members. They were dragging four bodies, all SHM gangsters.
“You think that I didn’t notice these guys following us, ready to pull the trigger at anytime?” G-Money said.
He continued: “You want a fair fight? I’ll give you one. If you beat me, your gang can progress and the Yakuza will disband.”
Succubus looked shocked. But all the same he took off his coat to prepare for the fight.
“I lost my gang members, it would be shameful to them if I don’t try to kill you.”
~~~
Elsewhere, the Revolutionary Alliance were already parading the mutilated corpse of Edwards99. The flat of the United Gangs of Mafia Death had a huge red “A” plastered on it.
The revolutionaries were all kneeling towards the one who looked like leader, and beside the leader, his right hand man, T12, was standing. The brethren were chanting:
“Stokesy. Stokesy. Bless us Lord Stokesy.”
~~~
The G~A quickly progressed over lackluster opponents who barely survived the era of Mafia Death.
The gears of Blood Red February were turning.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
MD Novel Chapter 8
The GGL became something of a cult. Amaya was considered a heroine and Fleshy a martyr in several mafia circles. This allowed GGL to carry out large scale recruiting operations – much like when shadesOG was enticed by Amaya’s legs to abandon GnR and jump ship. This recruitment boom not only multiplied the amount of GGL faithful, it also multiplied the enemies of the gang – Guns & Roses being the biggest rival.
What’s more, the two gangs would meet and kill each other. February 1st.
The tournament organizers said that the two gangs would meet at
The gangs prepared their respective representatives, and this caused a lot of internal conflict within the gangs. Everyone wanted to kill the opposition.
And the day came.
The GnR representatives were walking on the streets, wary of every sound that permeated the deadly atmosphere. Okiethug and TheKissOfDawn leading the other three GnR mobsters who looked as if they didn’t want to be there.
A rustling sound in the garbage.
Three shots. BANG! BANG! BANG!
Okiethug was on the floor, screaming in pain.
“Fuck! I can’t fucking move!”
Both his knees were shot. TheKissOfDawn was on his knees, restraining the pain from being shot in the stomach area.
shadesOG walked calmly from the alley.
Three more shots thundering through the city.
The other three members of GnR dropped dead.
“I could take care of mobsters like those all day.”
Roblematique was holding a smoking Desert Eagle on one hand, a Black Russian on the other.
“shades… spare your loyal followers, remember when we were…”
BANG!
“Fuck off.”
Shades and Roblematique walked away.
GGL won the first match and began what the newspapers would eventually refer to as “Blood Red February.”
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Chapter VI
The era of Mafia Death brought about many changes. Whilst the threat of the Anarchists was still weak enough to be dealt with, the mafia groups of the world created factions among themselves.
Edwards99 began the United Gangs of Mafia Death – which sought to create a group of gang representatives so they could work towards the interests of gangs everywhere. The problem is that it became nothing but a capitalist ploy as the group, as well as several others, merely practiced organized bullying.
In other portions of the world, gangs like the Barzini Crime family and La Resistance, the Mexican chapter of Anarchy formed the Revolutionary Alliance.
Small gang factions emerged as organized Mafia groups feared the threat of being jailed by Dave the Mafia Collector, and newly reformed mob snitch BunnyHump. This prompted the most renowned free Mafioso in the world to move. G-Money had to do something.
Word then came out. A letter from G-Money addressed to all the Mafia bosses in the world.
“February 1, 2008 – five mobsters from your gang – world mob control at stake. Death awaits.”
A tournament. A Mafia tournament. One that would endanger the lives of mafia everywhere – but also one that would establish a mafia hierarchy.
Chaos ensued. Mafia groups began wars to eliminate the competition before the ultimate competition which the Yakuza was organizing.
~~~ Elsewhere…
A statue stood in the middle of a farm town in the quiet portions of Nancy.
“It’s done. We’ve done justice to them haven’t we?” shadesOG looked impressed.
“We’ll do more than justice when we get to that tournament.”
“Easy! You’re a bit too young to ‘fix’ any problem those two couldn’t fix,” shades replied.
Roblematique dropped his cigarette to the ground and stepped on it.
“Would rather kill myself than stop trying though.”
The era of Mafia Death brought about many changes. Whilst the threat of the Anarchists was still weak enough to be dealt with, the mafia groups of the world created factions among themselves.
Edwards99 began the United Gangs of Mafia Death – which sought to create a group of gang representatives so they could work towards the interests of gangs everywhere. The problem is that it became nothing but a capitalist ploy as the group, as well as several others, merely practiced organized bullying.
In other portions of the world, gangs like the Barzini Crime family and La Resistance, the Mexican chapter of Anarchy formed the Revolutionary Alliance.
Small gang factions emerged as organized Mafia groups feared the threat of being jailed by Dave the Mafia Collector, and newly reformed mob snitch BunnyHump. This prompted the most renowned free Mafioso in the world to move. G-Money had to do something.
Word then came out. A letter from G-Money addressed to all the Mafia bosses in the world.
“February 1, 2008 – five mobsters from your gang – world mob control at stake. Death awaits.”
A tournament. A Mafia tournament. One that would endanger the lives of mafia everywhere – but also one that would establish a mafia hierarchy.
Chaos ensued. Mafia groups began wars to eliminate the competition before the ultimate competition which the Yakuza was organizing.
~~~ Elsewhere…
A statue stood in the middle of a farm town in the quiet portions of Nancy.
“It’s done. We’ve done justice to them haven’t we?” shadesOG looked impressed.
“We’ll do more than justice when we get to that tournament.”
“Easy! You’re a bit too young to ‘fix’ any problem those two couldn’t fix,” shades replied.
Roblematique dropped his cigarette to the ground and stepped on it.
“Would rather kill myself than stop trying though.”
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