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A Jack of spade for a diamond family.
By: Jack_Copper Date: August 17, 2016, 3:31 am
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"Gentleman, listen to my story. 'Cause I tell you it ain't a
boring one at all."
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I was born in a rich family, as some could say, I was a daddy's
son, everything I wanted as a child, I had. Games, friends, a
sweet and caring family, for the most part. But you know, let's
not start my story with a lie, I wasn't a daddy's son. I was a
mommy's son.
[center]Family stuff[/center]
So yeah, my family was actually quite big. Every week end, I had
a lot of "uncles" coming for a reunion with my parent's. Dad was
playing cards with them while mom was actually speaking
business. As much as I can tell, mom was breaking the loving
wife stereotype while being this god damn stereotype. She took
good care of me and my sister, she loved us, cared for us and
she did all that while still being the most beautiful lady a
lad' like my father could see. Long hair, british accent and the
most gorgeous face in this god damn city. As you can guess by
now, I grew up in a family tied closely to the mafia. For some
reason, mom had a bigger place on the boss chair than dad. That
sweet and loving mother was actually really deep in the
organized crime, I think she was even one of the boss. Dad, he
told me it wasn't his stuff. He joined the family for the only
reason a man would commit suicide without thinking twice, love.
Oh boy he loved my mom and she loved him back. These two are
what you would call today a "relationship goal". So as I was
saying, they were often playing games while us, the childs, were
sleeping. Even if they had a lot of fun, none of them would
never speak too loudly, waking mom's child was not something an
intelligent man would do. Dad had pride but he could swallow it
and digest it for mom, he never cared she was considered better
than him. They were partner for life, and life is taken'
seriously when you can be shot or arrested at any moment.
[center]Growing up as a child[/center]
Oh boy, nice sweet innocent time. I think every lad' I know miss
his childhood from time to time and I am no exception. My sister
and I were playing a lot together, to us, our parents were
heroes. They were citizen fighting the hard and corrupt life of
society by being at the root himself of said corruption. People
lie, betray and hate. Human nature at it's best and they knew
it, so they did what was needed to protect their own, boy was it
fun to play mafia with my sister.
At around 15, we had a lot of friend in school, might even say
we were part of the cool kids. We had decent grades, I was in
correct shape for a boy my age but my sister physical condition
was not, so she used to miss a lot of gym classes. But we all
know how men's are, we like to feel dominant. To us, there is
nothing better than a sweet, beautiful and weak lady to complete
our life, because of that, my sister was popular among the
lad's. I think even today she's still with that guy who one day,
in middle of class, proposed her on a date. The guy had a lot of
guts I must say, proposing to my sister knowing fully the type
of family she had and even in front the class. Had he be
rejected, he would have been bullied a lot. But big risk also
mean big rewards, my sister loved his guts. When she came back
from that date, she told us he was a huge nerd, but also a real
gentleman. He started showing up at the house and I spent less
and less time with my sister, but that was okay. He was lots of
fun, an absolute geek, but lots of fun. Even mom and dad
consider him family today.
Myself, well, I had a few dates here and there. Never really
found love in highschool. I was too busy with my passion, card
games and other casino stuff. I played a lot with dad and my
"uncles". Boy did that sly father made me go bankrupt often. I
rapidly got known has a good and fun player. Since I played a
lot with them, I heard a lot about their mafia stuff. It's
impressive how many pigs are actually truly working for the
organized crime. I can't really blame them, society needs
corruption, well, actually it would be more accurate to say
capitalism is born out of corruption. Some men dedicate their
life to eradicating it, it's pretty ironic because if there was
no corruption in the world, they would have no goal in life. My
family always said it was more fun to run toward a goal than
completing it. They were right, once you achieve your purpose in
life, what's left for you to do?
[center]Nothin' better than working...for our own
business[/center]
My family had a lot of connection and mom was making sure her
lil' baby would profit from it, I had everything I wanted, but
at some point she made me work for it. Mommy's son had to use
his wings now. I'll always remember, one day. I asked for her
help, Like the type of guy I am to be, I wanted to impress my
girlfriend with a nice gift but I was broke as **** - I had
recently paid a friend of mine to make sure no one would **** on
my sister's lover ever again- She presented me to a guy, he had
some part in a casino in Las Venturas. The thing was, the casino
owner was a total dickhead well placed in the family tree.
Apparently, some of my uncles weren't really working for the
family good. Since he was a huge contact of mom, he trusted me
with a job. Any decent gentleman in this world knows what can
hurt you the most is your allies, not your enemies.
So I had to work has a croupier, having a guy he could trust
would secure him some stuff and would slowly make mom branch win
territory over the guy. The guy hired me, I never directly spoke
to him, but it didn't matter. I was happy to be of any help in
the family. Mom contact was my boss, not him. At some point, the
dickhead made a move against our branch. He started a war with
a gang dad was working, forcing him to stop any transaction.
If my story can teach you anything, don't listen to book and
movies, there is barely any killing into the organized crime,
especially with an intelligent woman like mom. When it's done,
it's because there was no other solution. You win more by
working with others than fighting them, the dickhead didn't
understand that and paid the price. At some point, a well known
member of the government showed up, a well known and corrupt
man. He came with his wife, I was tasked with the hard job of
stealing her necklace and his watch. I entertained them a lot
and some underground member of mom branch made sure they would
get drunk. From there, I gave the items to mom contact, don't
ask me what was done with these. I only know after a month, the
dickhead got arrested for working with the organized crime,
which made mom contact the new owner. God it felt good.
[center]Leaving the family's egg to become a baby[/center]
Don't ask me why, but at some point I got bored of working with
my family, don't misunderstand. Family is and will be the most
important thing in my life, but just like mom and dad did, I
wanted to make my own family. I wanted to start with nothing and
gradually climb my way to the bigger house. So I left...I left
my friends, I left job, I left the city and I left my easy life
has a child born into a rich family. No more mommy's son, it was
time to become a self made man. I met that girl who soon becomes
the love of my life. Good start so far...
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What can I say, society is rotten and making it to the top with
nothing is a hell. I thought I could handle myself, I thought I
could be a proud man, I thought so much things. How the **** did
mom do it? I understand now why dad was so in love with her, she
did the impossible. I've worked and worked for a small and
classy gang, slowly making my way to the top. But each time I
was about to achieve some sort of big success, a **** happened
to me. My biggest contact get shot, my boss breaks the godfather
trust and brings me down with him. A friend join the Witsec
program. ****! ****, ****, THE **** IS WRONG WITH THAT. I never
had trouble with that before....because mom knew who was worth
of trust, unlike me. ****, I keep working my ass off but
something happen...I stay classy, I have a wife and a new born
baby. The best choice I made since I left my family. She support
me even though she doesn't approve the life I live in the
organized crime.
At some point, I get tired of trying, I hate this corrupt life
where being born into a good family is the only way to really
live. I'm stubborn, I want to make it by my own means. I hear
about a terrorist group called "The seed of revolution". I find
a way to contact them and I join them. At first, they do a bunch
of action. Just enough to be speaken of. Eventually, the leaders
go nuts.
The rest....well....a bunch of **** happen, I get arrested.
Sentenced for life, my group killed a lot of civilian and has
part of the group, I go down.
[center]Being an adult in a broken egg shell[/center]
I get into the prison...I can't get out....Heh, might as well
try again here.
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