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.
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