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Re: THE CITY WOLVES
By: Wetbizket Date: January 15, 2013, 2:35 pm
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Yeah, reeeeeeeaaaall Deep!
by the way, sorry for such the long chapters, I like to make
shorter pages, but I get carried away, let me know if the wall
of writing is too much to read!!!?!?!
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Re: THE CITY WOLVES
By: Aussie Boy Date: January 27, 2013, 8:13 am
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The City Wolves
..."Easy!" I snapped as Turk ungracefully stitched the forehead
up... "Shut up" I snapped at Pacman and Slight. Pacman because
he was round, had a giant mouth and would eat anything and
Slight, short for Slight of Hand because he steals anything he
can get his grubby hands on.
..."Almost done" Turk said sowing the final part of the wound
up, Cooper walked into the living room of the 1st story of our
clubhouse with 3 beers being held by the lids in each hand. "So
as I was saying" he said gesturing to Caleb with the beer
remaining in his hand after giving one each Pacman and Slight.
"Caleb can play pool with the best of them and puts up a good
fight, but is a bit worried about those stunning good looks to
know how to take a hit" Cooper said cheekily, making fun of
Caleb and his teeth.
Cooper then chucked him a beer and Cooper examined the glass
bottle for a second and then looked up at Cooper... "I don't
drink..." He said bringing on a simultaneous jaw dropping of the
other five of us in the room, in complete silence we sat, until
Caleb burst out laughing and opened the beer... "Smart ass" Turk
said and then finished my stitches and started packing up the
kit Slight had stolen from the back of an ambulance for him.
..."So Billy. What was it like meeting a legend for the first
time?" Pacman asked..."Awe inspiring" I stated jokingly and
everybody chuckled slightly. I got up, rubbed my side and pulled
up my wife beater and looked at my wounds, small bruises, cuts,
and gravel rash, also my knee hurt, so I couldn't really run.
I sighed and sat down and opened my beer to take a mouthful,
while the others talked to Caleb. He mentioned having experience
with cars and being a good lock pick and also mentioning he has
nowhere to go and nowhere to be.
..."Well Caleb, if you wanna join, you'd always have a home with
us, if our name is on the building, you are fully welcome there"
Cooper explained, Caleb nodded and sat in silence thinking...
"What do I do gotta do?" Caleb asked after a moment of
thought... "First we gotta talk to Blondie or a Beta and then
probably prove your fit to be a apart of us" Cooper explained.
... "What would that involve?" Caleb asked... "Steal something
valuable, tag some other gangs paint, win a fight, normal shit
the Wolves do on a daily basis" Pacman bragged... "Amen
brother!" Slight exclaimed followed by a high five. Caleb was
grinning with enjoyment.
..."Out of the way!" Someone shouted and then four more Wolves
charged through the front door and stormed into the living room,
grabbing seats quickly except for one of them he stopped and
turned the Television on, he turned around and looked around and
had to think quickly because there were no seats.
He jumped onto the same chair as me and squeezed between the arm
of the lounge chair and me and we all sat there watching
wrestling, the 4 guys that just joined us in the Living Room,
Mick, Colt, Luke and Jones, all 4 were avid wrestling fans and
I've seen all 4 fight, they use the moves off the Television as
well.
I heard the door open and shut and I leaned over the side of the
lounge chair and looked as Grease, one of the few Beta members
of the gang, he always had greasy hair and his parents were
Italian, so everybody called him Grease. He stood in the doorway
to the Living room holding a Baseball bat in one hand... "Who's
that?" He asked pointing his bat at Caleb.
..."Grease that is Caleb" Cooper said... "Well good for fucking
him" Grease said arrogantly... Cooper breathed deeply and slowly
and stood up... "Look I want him to join, I need the approval of
someone like to let him join" Cooper stated. I looked at these
two and then didn't seem to like each other too much.
..."Alright, if he fucks up it's on you" Grease said and then
stormed off, Cooper turned around smiled... "Caleb, welcome to
the City Wolves" Cooper said. Caleb doesn't look like much, all
and skinny, glasses, but from what I have heard about Cooper,
I'd trust his judgement and what is with that bullet hidden away
on his hat.
..."Hey... did you hear?" Mick said as a Commercial came on...
"What?" Slight asked... "The Renegades marched up in San Vice
and called out the Impacts!" Mick explained... "Holy shit!"
Slight said in surprise... "Yeah I did hear that, 2 dead 9 in
hospital and ones in a coma or something." Pacman explained.
... "Bout time they finally sorted it out, that shit has been
brewing for 9 months!" Colt stated without taking his attention
from the Television... "All started over Miss Jane Emily Morgan"
Mick stated putting on a posh voice while he said her name...
"Stupid thing to fight over" Cooper stated... "Women?" I asked
in surprise.
"No, Jane Emily, every thug and gangster in Middle City was
inside of her at one point or another. Fuck. Used to be a part
of joining the Renegades was fucking Jane Emily, until their
Leader fell in love. He was on the dead up there last night,
throat cut from ear to ear" Cooper explained to us in a rant...
"So where is-" Slight was going to ask something but was cut off
by Luke, "Shut Up! Wrestling's back on!".
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Sorry for the slow Chapter people.
2 B CON TIN UED BY THE WETTING OF BISCUIT
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Re: THE CITY WOLVES
By: Wetbizket Date: January 27, 2013, 2:50 pm
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Awesome aussie! Its all bout screwing chicks getting into fights
and drinking beer lol!
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Re: THE CITY WOLVES
By: OGluke Date: January 29, 2013, 2:49 pm
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You consider that slow? You boys can write up a storm!
I'm staring at a long page of words *puts on reading glasses*
this may take awhile.
whew i read AB's post from January 01, 2013, 06:15:10 am i am
exhausted.. what a journey CW's have waiting ahead of them. I
still have much reading to do.
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Re: THE CITY WOLVES
By: Wetbizket Date: January 30, 2013, 1:14 pm
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Hey take you time OG! You dont have to fly through it just to
read it, read when your in the mood for a good story and such.
Of Course we all ways appreciate the feedback! 8)
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Re: THE CITY WOLVES
By: OGluke Date: January 30, 2013, 2:13 pm
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I'm taking it chapter by chapter i don't wanna speed read
through and miss out on the juicy details and i'm also trying to
work on my story same time i'm hustling yo.
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Re: THE CITY WOLVES
By: OGluke Date: February 1, 2013, 3:35 pm
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Okay finished reading yalls latest parts
that was great attention to detail you WB and AB are so indepth
and true to your stories, it's almost as if you've experiences
something similar in event and are trying to reenact it with
this story or maybe i'm overthinking the basis, still bravo
chaps.
I giggled at "The Warriors" really be cool if you and AB did a
story off the warriors. Hood Souls is an erie name for a gang
but they don't appear satanic in wearing military garbs i had
thought maybe hoodies and skull facepaint.
@Jane Emily, no doubt she's portraying shaundi in city wolves by
sleeping with everyone in the city lol.
I appreciate yalls hardwork and dedication in making this story
the best it can possibly be.
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Re: THE CITY WOLVES
By: Wetbizket Date: February 2, 2013, 2:18 pm
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Haha thats a good idea Luke, I'll have to change the Hood Souls
to a creepy gang like that! And yeah this is kinda like our
warriors type story, it takes place in the 80's and there are
all sorts of gangs around. But of course our gang isnt on the
run!
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Re: THE CITY WOLVES
By: OGluke Date: February 2, 2013, 8:28 pm
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in the 80's mostly everyone was gangbanging or playing guitar
hero IRL.
This aint warriors it's warriors remastered kin. City Wolves
aren't in the same league as the higher ranked gangs such as
hood souls besides that clothing doesn't make the man. You can
be wearing a fucking tutu and still bang hard because of all the
other tutu's having your back.
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Re: THE CITY WOLVES
By: Wetbizket Date: February 9, 2013, 1:43 am
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Thats right OG, real thugs wear Tutu's! 8)
The next day I woke up feeling surprisingly fresh, a beam of
sunlight flashed down through the window of the two story house
and woke me up from my dead sleep. I went down stairs into the
main living room to find Slight and Luke sitting on the floor of
the living room taking apart a carburetor, I rubbed the sleep
from my eyes and gave the floor a look, there were bolts and
parts placed on a couple sheets of newspaper scattered all
around, Slight looked up at me with a grin on his face “Morin’n
Caleb” then went back to toying with the carburetor.
Just then I heard someone arguing with someone over the phone, I
went into the kitchen to see Turk leaning on the refrigerator
with his palm draped over his face and his baseball cap tilted
sideways, “Babe, at least give me a damn chance, I got the day
off but my damn car went dead on me.” He was cut off by the
person he was talking to on the phone, Turk tried to cut back in
but had no chance “Babe Plea— “ Turk picked his head up and
looked at me then rolled his eyes.
… “Girl thinks things can never go wrong.” He whispered to me
cuffing his hand over the phone.
… “ Eh Val, you just wait, give me to 8 tonight and I’ll be
there. I’ll have a ride, working or not, I’ll be there,
Promise.” Turk said in a sweet voice “Ok by babe… I lo---“the
phone went dead before he could finish his sentence.
… “Damn” Turk said under his breath then hung up the phone.”
I scratched my stomach and yawned at the same time “What’s the
problem?” I asked smacking my lips together.
Turk tilted his head and frowned “My damn car broke down again,
and I gotta take my girl Val out to town today for a damn date.”
I looked in the living room at Slight and Luke as they were
still trying to fix the carburetor … “So I’m guessing that’s
yours?” I said sarcastically.
Turk opened the refrigerator and pulled out a can of beer “Yeah,
you wouldn’t believe it but the last time I was supposed to take
Val on a date the heap of shit broke down on me. Val thinks I’m
dodging her, you don’t know how stressed I am, Even if I get the
thing running, the car is a fucking dumpster on wheels, I can’t
impress the girl with that thing.” Turk pleaded out giving off a
sigh then taking a big swig of his beer. I noticed that Turks
hands were covered in grease and grime, the black and white camo
shirt he is wearing has a spill of oil around the brim of the
shirt.
… “I wouldn’t call myself a mechanic; but I can try to lend a
hand.” I said trying to calm Turk down.
Later I got dressed and went outside and took a look at Turks
car, and from the looks of it there was no hope of restoring it,
I leaned over the hood and looked over the engine, the whole
bloke was cracked. Billy came walking up from down the street,
he had a brown paper bag in his hand, I noticed a small pool of
grease seeping at the bottom of it, he walked up to me with a
relaxed stride.
… “What’s going on Caleb?” Billy said pushing his hair to the
side of his face then looked at the engine.
I ran my finger along the crack on the side of the engine block
“Turk thinks that by taking apart the carburetor and putting it
back together will magically fix this thing.” I said whipping my
hands on pants.
… “I bet Turk doesn’t know the gas pedal from the brake pedal.”
Billy said then reached into his bag, we shared a laugh. Billy
Pulled a breakfast sandwich and held it in front of me “Here you
go buddy, it’s the least I can do since you pulled your weight
yesterday back at the pool hall and everything. I smiled and
grabbed sandwich… “Thanks, I’m starving; I haven’t ate since
yesterday morning.” I said while unwrapping it.
… “So do you have any ideas for your initiation?” Billy asked
pulling out a sandwich from the bag.
I bit my lip “I don’t know, I defiantly don’t want to stat any
fights, I’m tapped out from yesterday.
I took a bite of the ham and egg sandwich, and thought for a
moment, and then a light went off in my head.
I called for Turk who came running right up to us with a screw
driver and a rag in his hands.
… “Hey, you said you need a nice ride for your date?” I asked.
Turk nodded “I’m gonna go get one for you.” I slyly said.
… “Oh yeah?” Turk curiously asked.
I nodded “Yeah, I’ll have you one hand delivered here before 7
tonight, it’s gonna be a nice ride.” I said then looked at his
car sitting in the driveway. “And it’s not going to have giant
holes in the floor so you don’t have to stop it with your feet
like Fred Flintstone.” I said which got another laugh from
Billy, Turk was still thinking quietly to himself.
… “Alright man.” Just be back before 7, I can’t lose another
girl.” He pleaded.
I smiled … “you got it man!” I cheerfully said. Turk stuck out
his hand for a handshake; I stopped myself noticing they were
covered in grease.
I turned to Billy “Hey, wanna come with?” I asked while tipping
my head to the side.
… “Well I was hoping to sit back and relax today.” He said
darting his eyes back and forth.
… “I might need some help.” I stated.
It took Billy a second to decide but he said yes, then we went
to the subway that was a few blocks down, we walked down the
stairs and down the cramped hallway to the platform and waited
for the subway car to come.
Billy leaned against a graffiti covered beam and crossed his
arms showing his muscles “So what’s your plan chief?” he asked.
… “Do you know the Evil Spirits?” I asked raising a eyebrow.
Billy stopped then nodded “Yeah that small time gang of greasers
that race cars and shit like that.” He said.
They are from where used to live, so I think I know most of
their hangouts, and if I remember right; one of those greasers
owed me some money, so I think he had this coming for a while.”
I finished saying as soon as the train pulled up.
We got in; we were the only ones in the car so we sat down in
the middle and laid on the bench seats with our feet up.
We were quite for a while until I spoke up … “ So how long have
you been part of the Wolves” I asked while resting my arms
behind my head.
Billy cracked his neck I quietly thought to himself for a second
“Well, I moved here about a year and half ago, that’s when I
left my job at the lumber yard. I got to know a couple of guys
that lived right next to me.” Billy stopped then gave a little
chuckle to himself “For a while I had no clue they were part of
a gang, I thought they just liked wolves, I had no idea till
they mentioned it. They introduced me to a few higher ups then I
hung out with them every day, I actually was officially inducted
to the gang two weeks ago.” Billy said sitting up from his seat.
I sat up too “So what did you do for your initiation?” I
questioned.
Billy laughed to himself again “ I went over to a small diner
that the Nemean Lions hang at, I was just going to trash it, you
know, break a window, bust down a door and run. But there were
some lions inside eating lunch. I busted up the place then I
busted up the lions.” Billy said the smiled to himself “My
favorite part was when I grabbed a hot toaster and threw it
right into the face of a Lion that was charging at me, the best
part of it was when the toaster him; toast popped out!” Billy
said which made us start to laugh and perk up.
… “After that, Blondie was impressed that I trashed 3 Lions all
by myself, he liked my fighting skills, he said I was a little
hot headed and if I figure out how to contain my anger and use
it like a controlled weapon, I would be moved up a rank or two!”
I folded my hands together “Blondie? Who’s Blondie?” I joyfully
asked.
… “He’s the leader of the City Wolves! He’s a real smart guy,
both book and street smart.” Billy said resting his head on the
rail.
… “I’ll have to introduce you to him sometime, maybe after this
he will want to talk to you.” Billy said.
I paused “So what rank are you?” I asked.
… “An adole. There are 7 ranks in the gang, you’re a pup,
someone still proving they can be in the gang, then an Adole,
basically a novice rank where you get to learn about being in a
gang. Then you will rank up to a scrapper, it’s an in between
rank where your aloud more freedom then Adole rank, your only a
Scrapper for a month or so, then you move up to Fighter, most
members of the gang are at this rank then there are a few
stronger and seasoned members that are Hunters, they can give us
orders and such, most member’s don’t go higher than that..”
Billy stopped and took a breath.
… “Yesterday you met Grease he is a Beta, that’s second in
command, there are only a slim few. Then of course the leader of
the gang is an Alpha, that’s Blondie.” Billy finished.
I smirked “That’s funny; all the ranks have to do with wolves.”
Just then the Subway train stopped “Miltonborough Station” an
automated voice rang out through the P.A.
I stood up “That’s our stop; let’s go find Turk and sweet ride!”
Billy slapped his hands and pumped his fists “LETS DO THIS!”
OT EB CONTINYUHED, Crank that shit Assy boy!
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