At 5/9/06 08:23 PM, CharIotte wrote: Crack addiction isn't something to joke about. Seriously, don't or I'll fucking run you off the internet.
That was all ocelot not me dude, i mean man, i mean miss , not me
At 5/9/06 08:23 PM, CharIotte wrote: Crack addiction isn't something to joke about. Seriously, don't or I'll fucking run you off the internet.
That was all ocelot not me dude, i mean man, i mean miss , not me
Anyways Ocelot man you gonna, write on about my story or should i give you a few days to do the rescue plot or what???? Hey started the collection of Ng Mafia stories just ctrl+ C then to microsoft word and bam ctrl+v and im there
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Hey man what ya uh eating for dinner
I ate some burriotes and chips and salsa and a diet coke how about you guys
At 5/9/06 08:43 PM, TwilightLegend wrote: I had babies for dinner
When F-14's go out of style
THEY GET BLOWN UP end of story.
) Yes I know my story is the best there is all hail me.
WTF ARE you Fucking Talking about Fuck! I would like to fucking know???
This place is movin as fast as a mother fucker! Reminds me of how this place used to be, any way what's this buisness about crack? l'm not making fun of it Charlotte l'm just curious as to why it's affecting you so much, or am l pushing to far?
Oh well i'll hook you up with a new one man. Down at the lab but i'm stuck in a story cause no one will finsh this oneBy Ocelot
Playing with Triggers
PART ONE
As Phantom, Ocelot, and the rest of the
snipers were walking up to the science
lab to recieve their new AK-47's, they
were all wondering what it would be
like to have an AK-47 equipped with a
scope to make it automatic.
Ocelot: Amazing! How did Deadly and Ty
manage to make such a weapon? An AK
with a scope equipped? Fuck, we could
use them as auto-snipers!
Phantom: I must say, the science
department has been supplying us with
such advanced equipment recently. How
did you think they managed to get their
hands on those designs?
Twilight : You mean they didn't design
the modified AK's by themselves?
Th-th-they stole the designs from some
other Mafia?
Phantom: What the fuck do you think?
That's the Mafia's specialty - robbing
other motherfucker's for they good
designs. As a matter of fact, I think
that they stole them from the Alliance
something something Mafia....but I'm
not quite sure though. Charlotte is a
member of the AM, so she might have
some information regarding those
designs.
The snipers continue walking along the
beautiful concrete path leading to
Ghost's mansion. They notice that there
are beautiful water fountains and
gardens/flowers around the straight
path.
Deadly: Ah! Ocelot! Phantom! My
favorite of the snipers! Your AK's are
ready! My apprentice Ty is in there
polishing them for your arrival. Right
this way!
They were walking up the steps to
Ghost's mansion, leaving the beautiful
scenery behind. As the rest of the
snipers were heading up the stairs to
Ghost's office, Twilight was still
outside enjoying the sun and drooling
upon the scenery. They then noticed
that Twilight was not with them -
Ocelot quickly ran outside and grabbed
him by his neck. "C'mon Twilight! Don't
you want your AK-47? I could always use
two!" Ocelot said. Twilight than
folllowed Ocelot along the stairs where
everyone was.
WildCatzTy: Alright, welco-
Deadly: *shuts Ty's mouth close* I'm
supposed to make the speech!
WildCatzTy: Alright alright! No need to
get physical! *emos*
Deadly: *clears throat* As I was
saying, today the snipers are recieving
their new weapons that are modified
AK-47's, except they have scopes
equipped on them for long range
sniping. Ahem, Ty? Would you like to
show a demonstration? Uh, Ty? Where'd
he go?
Phantom: Out the window! They took Ty!
The van is driving away!
Ocelot: Fuck no, what are they going to
do to him?
Phantom: No fucking clue, but we have
to catch up to them!
The snipers than grabbed the AK-47's
and rushed to the garage. There was
Ocelot's blue lowrider equipped with
machine gun turrets and banana peels.
Ocelot jumped in the drivers seat,
Phantom in the front passenger's seat,
stuffed Twilight in the trunk, and sped
off, breaking the garage doors.
Ghost: Ocelot you dumbass! I ordered
those last week and just got them this
morning!
Ocelot (driving out of the garage, onto
the street): Hehehe, woops! I'll order
you some new ones!
Phantom: Ocelot, I have nothing to say.
You have no respect for Ghost's garage,
or for other vehicles.
Twilight (in trunk): *muffled words*
'Ho comon! His noht fare!'
To be continued...
BThe Dark Room
Ty's Version
All ty could see was the shadow of two
dark faces with covers over them to
hide their idenity. All he remembered
was being shoved into some van and beat
across his face with some massive elbow
of someone.
The room was very dark shadows,
blackness all around, a single light
hanged from above where ty was sitting.
As Ty tried to move his hands as he
awoke in a odd positon he noticed the
room, the chair, the single light and
on top of that his hands tied back
behind him.
Ty:what what,,.... Mother .... Fu...
Ty was obsivolly still dazed from the
hit to the face.
A very large bruise was imprinted on
the side of his right side of his jaw
bone from the massive elbow. He still
could not make out his attackers or
where he was.
Again Ty tried to move his hands.
The rope was obsivolly stronger than he
was. Like all Things pretty much
Ty was a talktive fellow, a bet of a
pest mostly all the time. But there was
never a dull moment with Ty with all
the gagets he made and stole. He was
5'6 weighing a small 145 pounds and
hardly and muscle on him. He wore
glasses and sneakers and a t shirt and
jeans to work every day hardly ever
living Ghost's Mansion to go home. His
lab was his life along with the other
scientist, but not anymore he had no
idea where he was he was trapped.
Ty: Where Am I Dammit!
A echo was in front of him then
behind as he projected his voice in the
small dark, black, room with the single
light bulb that could only make out his
shirt.
He couldne't even see his shoes causing
him to lose his sanity quick.
Ty: Where Am I Dammit.
A loud squeky speaker came over the
room and Said: Aww Ty we've
been looking for you for quite some
time your just the man we wanted.
Ty: what are you going to do!!!
(To bE continued)
*Someone else rescue me*
Rule #1: Never, EVER, correct my posts >:( .
Yes and rule # 2 is
cat jumped out of the tree ok Ocelot got it.
What you eat for dinner man?
Hmm...I didn't have dinner yet. Fuck that. I have a prom tommorow!
On a fucking Wendsday Hump a goat for me man i mean a chick
OUT OF THE BLUE...Is aperently an old 70's sitcom that was a spin-off of Mork and Mindy and is now the name of my new wacky random story which has plot but every part will have something completly random happen...OUT OF THE BLUE!
I'll get right to work on the first part
Hey im hitting the Hay?? Oh anyways good night ladies. Give me a story tommorrow OCelot
At 5/9/06 08:54 PM, WildCatzTy wrote: A freaking massive post that killed the internets
I leave for a page, and you KILL THE INTERNETS WITH YOUR MASSIVE POST? How could you? Well, now's probably not the best time to post my story, so I'll leave it for later. But it's good, believe me.
At 5/9/06 08:53 PM, Boris-4-U wrote:
(lights his cigarette and enters the room) Hiya Boris. Long time, no see. I've had the unfortunate circumstances come up and I had to take a time out from this place. But, for now, my troubles seem to be over.
...or are they just beginning? ...lol, that was cool.
BTW, who the fuck are all these people? I guess they're new. Anyways, welcome all. In case ya don't know, the name's StevensA; Stevens or just Steve for short.
Hm, in the mean while, I think I'll settle down, grab a cold one and talk with anyone willing to.
Ok, Ocelot, I have some free time for the rest of today so a breif would be cool.
Elite Guard Barracks Former 3IC
NG Dept. of Defense Chief Sup. Commander/Ball buster.
I live in Israel:...Whooptie-fucking-doo.
At 5/10/06 04:07 PM, -Ocelot- wrote: Well, not much has been happening. Deadly and Ty have prepared our AK-47's equipped with scopes, and there have been a lot of stories on the last 2 pages (read mine xD). A few new members have joined, and that's about it. I look forward to see you again Phantom.
I see, well thanks for the update, but I won't be too active till around next week...
Elite Guard Barracks Former 3IC
NG Dept. of Defense Chief Sup. Commander/Ball buster.
I live in Israel:...Whooptie-fucking-doo.
At 5/10/06 01:57 AM, StevensA wrote: Hm, in the mean while, I think I'll settle down, grab a cold one and talk with anyone willing to.
Holy shit! Everyone who's new here now has the privalege of meeting Stevens.
Damn man how have you been doing, it's been awhile l know.
Trapped in Africa- Chapter 6
Ghost waited patiently as the chopper lowered itself to the ground. The wind from the chopper didn;t seem to bother Ghost, or Lundi, or Charlotte, who stood by Ghost's side. Rocket stepped out of the chopper, "Hello Ghost." he said, though the chopper was still landing before he got out, so he fell about ten feet, landing pretty nimbly on his feet.
Rocket was led by Lundi to Mast3rMind's office as Charlotte updated GHhost on the rebel's needs for ammunition. Mast3rMind smiled pleasantly as Rocket entered his office, "Cigar?" he asked, picking up the box. Rocket scrunched his nose, "No thank you, i'm not like Ghost." he responded. Mast3rMind shrugged and took a cigar for himself. He cracked his neck before he bagan, "You're a transporter, the original, right?" Rocket shook hi head, "Havent done anything in a long time." he said. Mast3rMind waved his cigar and right hand, blowing a puff of smoke, "Doesn't matter." he said, sticking the fat tobacco wrap into his mouth again. He leaned back, "Would it be possible, to get us a few tanks, fast cars, and a suit of armour for Lundi?" Rocket laughed, "I can get the tanks and cars, depending on the model, but you need to talk to our scientist about armour, unless you just need bullet-proof armor, in which case i don't think you need our help to get that."
Charlotte sat down with Ghost, again, only one person was smoking a cigar in this dialogue. Charlotte waved whatever smoke got near her face away, not allowing it to break her speech, "So, ten thousand AK-47's, 100 rounds for each, and 500 sniper rifles, with 24 rounds for each...it's a start." Ghost smirked, If you want to setr up a good war, and actually, win, you'll get more than that, much more." Charlotte shook her head, "It doesn't matter at this point, as long as we get something to use." Ghost took his cigar out, coughed, and pointed, "You mean, as long as we HAVE something to use." Charlotte rolled her eyes, "Shut up, you're a crimelord not an English teacher." Ghost laughed, "That leads me to my next point...you and Lundi...you're american, there's no doubt, why are you here?" Lundi came up behind Ghost, "Cause we got loyalty." Ghost rolled his eyes, "Stop with the negatives." he said, "It's annoying." Charlotte laughed, "You're ignorant." she said. Ghost sighed, "I doubt you're aware what ignorant means." he said, "I'm leaving tomorrow, you two can come with us if you want, i admire you two most out of all Mast3rMind's soldiers, hell you surpass some of my own personal best." he finished his cigar, which he just now took out of his mouth, and had been blowing smoke into Lundi's face for the past 5 minutes with.
Final Chapter coming soon...
At 5/10/06 06:13 PM, TwilightLegend wrote: Anyone who wants to be in it tell me cause even though it is with mafia people I might forget someone, unless I have a list.
Sure man l'll be in it. On another note, l just got a new badge in B/P points and tomorrow l'll be level 11.
Hazaa!
At 5/10/06 05:22 PM, -Ocelot- wrote:At 5/10/06 05:15 PM, BigLundi wrote: Mast3rMindI thought Mast3rmind wasn't a member anymore?
I started this story a long-ass time ago, and when i started it, i had it all pre-thought, in the middle of the story, Mast3rMind left, but that doesn't mean i'm just gonna change the name of one of y dudes because of it.
At 5/10/06 08:18 PM, TwilightLegend wrote: So Boris and Ocelot are in and since Im such a great friend Im sticking LK and Pskyo in it wether they want to be in it or not :)
Speeking of which, where has LK been? I havn't seen her around for awhile.
At 5/10/06 09:55 PM, Boris-4-U wrote:At 5/10/06 08:18 PM, TwilightLegend wrote: So Boris and Ocelot are in and since Im such a great friend Im sticking LK and Pskyo in it wether they want to be in it or not :)Speeking of which, where has LK been? I havn't seen her around for awhile.
Shes on just not in the Mafia shes usually in VE
At 5/10/06 10:21 PM, -Ocelot- wrote: Your not new here if your not a member. Please leave.
And with Ocelot's words the boy vanished into the abys, never to be seen again.
Update on the story.
It might take longer then l hoped to finish, not only is it gonna be really long. l have a bunch of school shit that's gotten in my way. l'll keep ya's updated, pce for now.
At 5/10/06 10:53 PM, Boris-4-U wrote: Update on the story.
It might take longer then l hoped to finish, not only is it gonna be really long. l have a bunch of school shit that's gotten in my way. l'll keep ya's updated, pce for now.
Hm, reminds me of my story. I'd be on Chapter 6 or something like that if it wasn't for the crap that got in my way. Yes, some of that was school, too. But, about the story, I plan on writing about 10 chapters for it, including an Epilouge.
And if I'm feeling really froggy, I might find someone to make it to flash. Course, I highly doubt I would do this.
Well, since it's late, I'm gonna leave to catch a few z's. Maybe tomorrow I can chat with ya's all, and continue with my story.
BTW, where is Mr. Deadly? Haven't seen him yet...same goes for Frag...
PS: Hello back to everyone who said hi. Later, people.
At 5/11/06 06:49 PM, -Ocelot- wrote: Figure what?
This is why you arn't getting the cookie.
At 5/10/06 11:10 PM, StevensA wrote: Well, since it's late, I'm gonna leave to catch a few z's. Maybe tomorrow I can chat with ya's all, and continue with my story.
It's tomorrow, where are you?
At 5/11/06 01:57 AM, Britkid wrote: It's cool. Don't feel the need to rush yourself.
If l do rush it then it will turn out horrible, l'd rather take the time to make it great then to just shit out something horrible.