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<span style="font-size:13px;">DONTLOOKFORME looked out the window with his binoculars, scanning the horizon for those signature bulky bikes of Tha Badminz, the gang they beefin with. Givemepancakes breathed a sigh of relif, then pulled out his cellphone and called up Cashman.</span>
==Chapter 3==
Meanwhile, Cashman and FillyBoSEKTOR had just sold all of their fine Columbian product down on the edge of Deletion Log Valley, the worst hood in Detroilpasta. As FillyBoSEKTOR put the empty bag back in his pocket, he said to I, Da Cashman <span style="font-size:13px;">"Yo, I think even tho we done cut dis shit wit crack, we still stacked paper up to tha ceilin!</span><span style="font-size:13px;">" Cashman responded with </span><span style="font-size:13px;">"Daaaaayum, we gon be ridin on twennyfo inch chrome, yanaawhatimsayin</span><span style="font-size:13px;">" I, Da Cashman`s cellphone rang. He heard the voice of Givemepancakes on the other end. </span><span style="font-size:13px;">"YO HOMIE WATCH YO ASS CUZ DEM BADMINZ IS BACK IN TOWN NYUCKA</span><span style="font-size:13px;">" Cashman ducked down behind the car, and slowly stood up to get a look up at the road peeking outside of the valley. Cashman`s fears were confirmed, as a big bulky motorbike cruised down the road, undeniably belonging to Tha Badminz. </span><span style="font-size:13px;">"Ho-lee shit man, I see them right here!</span><span style="font-size:13px;">" </span><span style="font-size:13px;">"Aight, can you see which one of dem Badminz is up in that biatch</span><span style="font-size:13px;">" Cashman, against his better judgement, stood up more to get a better look. </span><span style="font-size:13px;">"Uhhh, looks like it be
==Chapter 4 (Where shit goes DOWN)==
[[File:Pusha T. - Trouble on my Mind, Feat. Tyler the Creator (Lyrics)|thumb|right|335px|It`s wise to listen to this while reading Chapter 4 and beyond.]]CSCR tossed Givemepancakes a semi-automatic UMP .22 with laser sights, gave DONTLOOKFORME a tactical fragmentation grenade launcher + magnum, and kept a pump action shotgun for himself. DLFM shot a grenade out at the Badminz attack squad, consisting of LOLSKELETONS and Fatal Disease, destroying their motorbike instantly, however the group had retreated to a long line of cars in a parking lot forming a wall. CSCR dramatically cocked his shotgun, Givemepancakes turned on his laser sight, and they all opened up on the group. CSCR blindly fired out the window, laying down a flying field of shrapnel death upon the Badminz. Fatal Disease peeked out of the wall to return fire, but was shot in the arm by CSCR. <span style="line-height:18.196428298950195px;white-space:pre-line;">Givemepancakes leaped up onto the windowsill, providing supressing fire at the wounded Fatal while yelling </span><span style="line-height:18.196428298950195px;white-space:pre-line;font-size:13px;">"THIS IS WHY NO ONE FUCKS WITH US, BIIIIIIATCH!</span><span style="line-height:18.196428298950195px;white-space:pre-line;font-size:13px;">". </span>
==Chapter 5==
Fatal was bleeding out, and fast. LOLSKELETONS hotwired a nearby car, and tried to drive it back to the HQ, while Fatal lay wounded in the back seat. Givemepancakes picked the phone back up, and called Filly again.
==<span style="line-height:18.196428298950195px;white-space:pre-line;font-size:13px;">Chapter 6</span>==
The car roared out of Givemepancakes's garage, with DLFM using his last grenade to provide cover.
<span style="line-height:18.196428298950195px;white-space:pre-line;font-size:13px;">(WIP)</span>
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