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part1. the American dream
By: 100suicides Date: July 24, 2015, 3:01 pm
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"Standby 1010 reported at Asa plaza"
"Roger that dispatch on the way"
A helicopter travels over the snowy city of new York City
"Shots fired on the rooftop assault in progress!"
The sirens can be heard throughout the city as they close in
"Need additional units officer in danger."
They were all dead the final gunshot an exclamation mark to
everything that has happened I released my finger from the
trigger. And then it was over. To make any kind of sense of it I
need to go back three years back to the night the pain started.
I'm still in the force back then NYPD Manhattan Midtown North
Precinct. Hells Kitchen.
"So when are you coming to work for me detective cooper?"
" you'd make me work undercover in some hell hole. Sorry Alex,
Michelle and the baby come first. I mean look at this, my last
smoke it's bad for the baby."
"Always the boy scout aren't you?"
"See ya alex."
Life is good. The Sun setting on a sweet summer's day, the smell
of freshly mowed lawns, the sound of children playing the house
across the river on the Jersey side. A beautiful wife and baby
girl. The American dream come true. But dreams have a nasty
habit of going back when you're not looking.
"Honey I'm home."
The Sun went down with practiced bravado. Twilight crawled
across the sky. Lead and with foreboding.
I walked inside the house and I was quiet no sound be heard I
didn't like the way the show is starting. And they gave me the
best seat in the house. Front row center,
" what the hell?"
Something ugly even tattooed on the wall a map of things to
come. a v with a syringe in the middle. It was a poison syringe
filled with diabolical meanings. I continued to walk throughout
the house blood on the wall, the phone ringing.
"Listen someone's broken into my house!"
"Is this the cooper residence?"
"Ues someone's broken into my house there's still here you have
to-"
"Good I am afraid I cannot help you."
A dial tone.
I make my way to the closet and take out a Remington shotgun and
make my way upstairs. I hear muffled screams a baby, a man kicks
open the door armed with a pistol I put buckshot into his chest
as I make my way around the house. But when I look and see it's
too shocking blood around my baby's crib.
My wife dead.
That was 3 years ago everything ripped apart in a New York
minute secular junkies have been high in a previously unknown
designer drugs Valkyrie, V. After the funeral I told Alex I
would be transferring the DEA. It took us three long years to
get a break in the Valkyrie case then finally 2 months ago a
dime job for to piss off that check with Pinot a mob boss in the
chili crime family with trafficking. I went undercover
infiltrated the worst mafia New York.
I came in from the cold and dark outside, the city was a cruel
monster. I've been slowly working my way from small time to the
big fish. Trying to get the source of the drug. Alex was my only
contact in the DEA. And I hadn't had a face to face with him
since I've done under cover. He needed to meet with me at
Mercury station, and it was falling fast is colder than the
Devils heart raining ice pitchforks is it the heavens are ready
to fall everyone is running for shelter like there is no
tomorrow. It didn't get any better when I got into the subway
the feeling hit me like a point flick shot straight in the face
something was not right about this.
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Re: part1. the American dream
By: 100suicides Date: July 24, 2015, 3:20 pm
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Next stop roscoe street station.
The station was drenched in gloom and Alex was a ghost nowhere
to be seen I had to look for him. I walk through the dirty
subway floors the gate was locked something was off. I walk
through the personnel only area and see blood everywhere and a
body. Death was in the air at Roscoe Street if I take out my
Beretta I have to find Alex fast. I walked out of personnel only
area and they were two goons talking I jumped in the air and
shot them both in the chest one hit in the neck. I take out the
polling walk up the stairs two more at the top I shoot between
the eyes one hit in the chest it stings I run up to him and snap
his neck. One behind the gate and the turnstile I unload him
everywhere. I walk down the train platform whistling someone
jumps shotgun in hand I shoot it out of his hand and make one
final bullet passed through with chest the elevator wasn't
working and shut it down now to go to maintenance. 3 more
waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs I jumped landed on
one shot the other two in the groin I unloaded on the other one.
Looking for Alex I had ended up in the middle of a big time
crime operation. I make my way onto the subway itself the train
tracks cold to the touch. The gate was locked I have to find
another way to get to the tunnel. I turn and walk back another
guy doesn't even know I'm here point a gun at a transit police
this head I come up from behind them and rip out his throat. The
policeman thanks me and I asked him what's going on through
shaky breath he says a massacre. He asked me to take him one
floor up to the control room so we can calling for backup I nod
and I move. He opens up security console in the door swing open
to a shotgun clad dude on the other end he puts buckshot
Instaport ice chest and he flies back dead. I run after them he
tries to escape me. I walk into a room full of guys they pound
me full of bullets I don't even flinch I kill every last one of
them in the room. I turn the power back on in and the train lit
up like a Christmas tree I had to get down there. I start up the
train car and I ran it right through the gate that was locked.
So much for being subtle. I walk through and kill three more
people in front of a door. The rusty door led to an abandoned
part of the station closed off here early forties something big
was going down at Roscoe Street maybe that's why Alex will have
wanted to meet me here maybe not. One way or another I was going
to find out. An explosion rocked throughout the building confuse
I continued on I found a wall exploded and through it I was in
the vault of a bank. The thug start packing up all of the money
and gold as I Russian one throws a grenade at me and it blows up
I put my arm back into place and kill them. The sirens in the
red lights protrayed crimson all throughout the entire building
I make my way to the other vaults and there were papers on the
table the bank robbers had been after corporation bonds. The
Wilson Fisk success story had recently been on every channel on
the cover of every magazine. I pick up the documents and I walk
out the bank robbers had left their clothes on the table judging
by the amount that enough to send Lady Liberty into orbit. A
cell phone rings and I answer it we come to you now live from
the crime scene. Who is this! The man demands. Right back at
you. This is deputy chief Rivera from the NYPD you are to see
your criminal activities and surrender immediately the voice
says. Sure thing Jim me and the boys have been talking we're
real sorry will never do it again. Who the hell is this?. I hang
up the phone being placed at the scene of a bank robbery
wouldn't get my favor o of thI of the NYPD.
I run out of the same exploded while I entered and Alex is on
the other side of the turnstiles. Jesus Christ max what the hell
happened! There's more courses here than at the city morgue.
Suddenly a gunshot goes off and Alice's head explodes there's
nothing I can do you is dead I could tell he had the accusing
stare of his eyes. I ran out of Roscoe Street Ellicott getting a
relatively simple past 3 years now I didn't know how I felt. He
had stumbled on something and stepped on jack lupinos toes he
ran a record of sex drugs and contract killing some sleazy hotel
in a slum block of tenements the NYPD was closing in I believe
the sirens a whale with a crescendo he thought he could get us
by taking Alex out and leaving me to take the fall for it all he
got was my attention.
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Re: part1. the American dream
By: 100suicides Date: July 25, 2015, 5:47 pm
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I went for the hotel first.
It was a sad old thing. With flickering lamps and faded colors
cheap mobster punks and tired eyed prostitutes. I walked
straight in playing it like I'd done it a hundred times before.
The place was run by a couple of monsters,with shark smiles...
the finite brothers.
"Ladies and gentlemen it's the max pain in the ass."
"Pain to the max."
"You're killing me. Did you make that up yourslef or did you get
some one to write that for you? Don't answer that. Rhetorical
question. I've got something for the boss. Lupino around?"
"That kinda depends on who's asking. A friend,or a junk squad
plant? Don't answer that it's one of them rhetorical questions
Lupino ain't here,but he says "goodbye"
The brothers toss their desks over as I duck behind cover they
open fire as I dive out and shoot them in the head.
I looked around and there was a note still on the table.
I had met Lupino only once. The gangster tsm all his rackets
through his right hand man,Vinnie gognitti. Gognitti was a high
strung whiner on the verge of breaking apart like an over ramped
energizer bunny. He had the brains to run the buisness but he
lacked the balls,always falling short. Taking his frustrations
on underaged addicts and call girls.
The note read the video goes down at your hotel Jax exact words
quote Vinny you're in charge the one unquote Rico Muerte Day
coming to see you through. Anything goes wrong and everybody's
going to get dad goes double for you. Treat this guy real good,
anything he wants, can give them. Don't screw this up for your
finito.
Video man out of security, lock doors, & a lot of nerve stars
get your trigger fingers. Had seen nothing coming in, but that
didn't mean it hadn't been there. Rico Muerte was a regular
Keyser Soze spook story told to keep you in line. 313. The
finitos had scibbledMuertes room number on the notes margin.
I heard muffled talk outside the door I grabbed a shotgun from
the nearby whiskey cabinet. They started to bang on the door
trying to unlock it 1 guard kicks it open and I shoot him in the
face two more come in and I dive to the left taking the boat
out. I run down the hall go to the nearest bathroom and pick up
some painkillers. As I take my daily dose of medication I can
hear a radio go off in the distance.
In his press conference today the mayor stated that Valkyrie
represent a clear danger to New York, and call for drastic
actions to eliminate the problem. On today's top story the
Valkyrie crisis worsens with the murders of DA Special Agent
Alex Boulder Special Agent Boulder have been shot repeatedly
from point blank range. The gunman has been identified as max
Cooper. The news is sure to tighten around the fugitive criminal
has more NYPD units join the search to apprehend him.
I had just gotten my 15 minutes of fame.
I break through the window and onto the roof of the hotel and
move my way to be actual rooms. To guard stand outside the main
hallway I take out my Beretta and blow up a gas canister that
was in the hallway killing everybody. I open the door to the
left and go down the hallway more guards the bottom they don't
last long. I continue to the building on overhear a guard
watching tv.
Tonight the cities fight against the nightmare drum Valkyrie
took a turn for the worst as da Special Agent Alex Boulder was
found brutally slain at the Roscoe Street subway station. I
suspect was seen leaving the site only moments after the shot
have been fired and the NYPD is currently in pursuit of max
Cooper repeated felon and believed to be armed and extremely
dangerous. And now the weather. The worst winter storm in
recorded history continues to pound the city-"
I walk into room 313 and find a man shot lying to pull his own
blood on the bed. This party's been dead for a while and I can't
say I'm sad I missed it. I search the room and find a letter on
the desk
Our investigation that turned up nothing to link Wilson Fisk to
the head of the crime network running through New York - Valkrie
all tracks and ended up with Jack Lupino.
The letter was signed with a Don himself. It was the first hint
that the kingpin knew it was brewing inside his syndicate.
The trouble you got into after the Chicago screw up we have
bailed you out. You have been waiting for a chance to pay us
back. One of our trusted boys has a monkey besides King Kong on
his back we need your special skills for a backup on a major
deal."
I crunch up the paper and throw it on the ground
Collecting evidence had gone old few hundred bullets back. I was
already so far past the point of no return I could even remember
what it had look like when I have passed it.
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Re: part1. the American dream
By: 100suicides Date: July 25, 2015, 6:02 pm
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The elevator take me down to the bowels of the hotel. It's grimy
and dark as I make my way through not a soul in sight. it's a
grind me in dark as I make my way through how to sew in site.
And to the barn see a man self
" suck to check can take men with big time differences get right
up in each others face and then go into the other room and I
think they're going to beat each other to death with a while
walking on? They settle out there differences in a video game...
I tell you I was so depressed I strangle both of them with the
controllers."
"Oooh Rico your so bad."
"I am ain't i?"
I kick open the door
"Rico muerte?"
"Oh shit!"
Rico reaches for his gun pants around his ankles as I shoot him
in the chest. More guards enter I dive and pick up his mac 10
and waste everyone in the room. On the bar table were 2
briefcases each contains a green substance in a glass tube.
"Valkyrie."
I make my way to the old telephone switchboard in the back room
of the reception area the kind of made phone tapping child's
play. It wasn't hard to picture fat pimp sweating with
headphones on listening to his hookers talk during fake orgasms
over the web party lines the blood veins New York. Right now
there was a different set of moans and groans going on
"Boss...gognitti....it's max cooper...he came and started
capping us..he killed...uuh"
"Ate ya freaken kidding me?! He's just one lousy cop! What's the
freaken problem?! Hello?! Hello?"
The word was out, a deadly virus released into the city's
corrupt circulatory system. Something wicked this way comes. Max
Cooper at large.
Turn around walk away, blow town. That would have been the smart
thing to do. Guess I wasn't that smart. Jax tenement buildings
were seeded hang out for all kind of sleeves. A liquor store, a
pawn shop, a laundromat for the bookies and loan sharks. The how
and why of it is a mystery to me but they knew I was a cop. They
knew I was coming and they were going to get real trigger happy
about it. I got to see you to hang out all lit up a bomb went
off turning snow into liquid gold a pillar of fire lifted the
remains of a car straight up into the air. The flames were
highlighted on the hood of a black Mercedes Benz is it close to
down the street real slow with the driver didn't have a worry in
the world I got a good look at the man riding shotgun. He was
invited me over the head of a local Russian mob the fly and the
kingpins soup. The ringing in my ears was the son of a mob war
being waged
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Re: part1. the American dream
By: 100suicides Date: July 28, 2015, 2:10 pm
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The car speeds off down the snowy street, and runs into a truck
causing a massive collision the propane in the back falls over
explodes. Another bomb goes off in the nearest apartment lucky
break the goons inside were spooked but luck always has a price
there could be more bombs inside and the cops were already on
the way. Jack lupinos room was on the top floor, or at least it
used to be before the explosive makeover.
I enter the bottom floor and easily pop too goons I look to my
left to see a newspaper dispenser. The headlines were screaming
bloody murder the storm was a screening duet with the
approaching prowl car sirens. Resolve a scream, when you were
down for the count and one for murder. It was all ice cream when
you were down for the count and wanted for murder. As I make my
way throught the building on the first floor another bomb goes
off in my hallway I dive into a room at the explosion in the
Gulf the rest. The place was rigged with explosives. I shoot a
propane tank to the wall it exploded and sent the other one
flying to the wall taking a good chunk of it, out guards run in
and they run the right directly into my shotgun. Up the stairs
is a man waiting at the top I dive and shoot him in the dick and
throw him down the stairs as I run past a phone rings on the
table it could have just been a junkie need to fix, but it
turned out to be something more sinister than that.
"Am i speaking to mr cooper?"
"Who wants to know?"
"My name is Alfred Woden the police are on their way you must
hurray."
"Tell me something I don't know."
"They know your there."
The line goes dead.
The cops arrived, sirens singing in the off key harmony of a
manic depressive choir. I had a few minutes while the swat team
would go about their usual routine by the time the busted in i
had to be long gone.
A man in a green suit and jacket takes the microphone
"Max cooper this is deputy chief Jim Bravura from the NYPD. Drop
your weapons and come out with your hands up."
I walk into the main room of the complex as another bomb goes
off. I shoot the Loco off a door and find the armory somwone
left a note on the door.
Suddenly it all made sense, the bombs, the Russian mob boss make
an appearance in person. Can pain with his usual self all talk
no walk.
" after I hit the Russians have only a couple of guns left and
they can be bought there's no freaking way he has the guts to
try anything after that"
As it turned out the Russians have plenty of God's one thing you
could count on you push him to far sooner or later he start
pushing back.
On the floor up I hear the shouts of NYPD officers and gunshots
I run up the stairs and another bomb goes off throw me back the
cold hard floor beneath I go back up and snap a dudes neck as I
run. Another bomb goes out to my left picks out my ear for the
time being I jump across the scaffolding and then as soon as I
land a bomb goes off exploding how I got up I go into an
apartment or room for dudes shoot me in the chest I jump kill
them all as I land I shoot another one in the leg and then in
the head. I go out to the fire escape
The bombs had destroyed all the stairs up to the Pino's office
the ultimate way is led by a bunch of stairs on the opposite
rooftop I go down the fires day and land on the snow I hide near
the lock door I need to get through as another card comes up he
said the password in the door opens I jump through and start to
murder everybody in the room I took over a table and throw a
grenade the rest fly out the windows I take a painkiller I don't
in the elevator and press the top floor.... The music sucks. I
shoot the music system of the elevator, nobody deserves to go
through that torture. I answer another apartment room and hear
someone in the bathroom I put my shotgun at the door as he walks
out and I shoot him in the chest as he flies back on the toilet.
I look at the tv and the news was talking about me.
"NEW YORK is in crisis tonight with reports of Valkyrie related
gang war in the streets of the Bronx. Apparently Max cooper
wanted for questioning in connection of the slaying of a DEA
special agent earlier tonight is waging a one man war against
his former partners in crme. Among the listed casualties do far
are notorious mafia members joey and Virgilio finito as well as
Rico muerte,himself a fugitive from the law and a suspect for
several murders in the Chicago area. The NYPD has been placed on
full alert a city wide APB has been placed on Max Cooper. Deputy
chief Jim Bravura has promised to take whatever steps necessary
to bring him to justice-"
I break through the window and cross the bridge to the apartment
office. Another bomb goes off as I continue on I see two thugs
trying to disarm a bomb
"It's always red or blue in the movies."
"So green?"
"No not-"
The bomb explodes
I move to the door to lupinos office but it's locked I kick the
door and the surrounding wall falls down
"Huh."
I kick open the door and I see a little punk with blonde hair
and glasses inside a building
"Vinnie gognitti just the man I've been killing to see."
"Cooper! Freaken fed I knew since day 1 there was something
screwy about you."
He shoots a bullet and I dive to the side and shoot him in the
side he tries to run as the guards enter the room. I five and
easily kill the whole lot of them. There's a crumpled letter on
the desk addressed to the kingpin but Vinnie never had the nerve
to finish it
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