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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 04.March.12, 2:55 AM | Message # 1 |
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| "This is my city...the police are under my thumbs, the people hold me as some sort of hero, the FBI stay away for personal saftey, and my employees make a hefty profit no matter what rank they are. This is my city, the place is booming with plenty of citizens enjoying their lives, not minding the fact that my family is every where, my rivals are to afraid to rise up against me, and my will will keep it going. This is my city, and I'll see it burn before I give it up." - Trey Honcerni, head of the Honcerni crime family.
"This place used to be a peaceful place. The people did what they do, Crime was at an all time low, and everyone was...happy. However, he came and lived in this city...he came and he imposed his will. Trey Honcerni, the head of the Honcerni crime family. His criminal exploits started small, small enough not to be noticed by me or my men. Than it got bigger, until a man under his employee, became mayor. Now this place is darker, alot of people rarely go out any more, not wanting to risk their lives. I've been trying to restore this city, bujt I don't know if I even can, or if I even want to" - Police Cheif Harvy Gint
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 06.July.12, 2:57 PM | Message # 2826 |
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| Tommy:
I let them go and went back to eating
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 06.July.12, 4:17 PM | Message # 2827 |
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| Jolie
I walked off with Harin.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 07.July.12, 12:48 PM | Message # 2828 |
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| Tommy:
I looked out and smiled "I...I can't wait to see you again Paige"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 07.July.12, 1:08 PM | Message # 2829 |
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| Paige
It was getting hard to stay conscious but if I didn't...he might kill me like that. I fought the pain.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 07.July.12, 1:09 PM | Message # 2830 |
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| Tommy;
I paced alot.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 07.July.12, 1:23 PM | Message # 2831 |
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| (I feel we should TS to going to SOmalia)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 07.July.12, 1:26 PM | Message # 2832 |
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| (okay0
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 07.July.12, 1:34 PM | Message # 2833 |
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| Jolie
A force of about 2,000 was hidden on three cargo boats headed for Somalia, ready to get our children and families back.
Harin
I handed Tommy my gun quietly.
Paige
I was able to sit up weakly.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 07.July.12, 1:35 PM | Message # 2834 |
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| Tommy:
I gave it back and revealed my own. "It looks old, but its mine"
John:
I walked to her, "You can walk good...you can work"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 07.July.12, 1:45 PM | Message # 2835 |
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| Paige
I winced, looking up at him.
Jolie
I jumped down. "We just got conformation to a slave farm a few miles inland. We believe that's where Paige is. Our troop is heading there."
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 07.July.12, 1:47 PM | Message # 2836 |
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| Tommy:
"Troop, smoop. I'm gonna go and save her." I walked with the troop armed and ready.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 07.July.12, 1:55 PM | Message # 2837 |
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| (They haven't docked yet...)
Jolie
I sighed quietly, praying she was still alive.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 07.July.12, 1:59 PM | Message # 2838 |
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| Tommy:
I was waiting for the thing to dock.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 07.July.12, 2:48 PM | Message # 2839 |
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| Jolie
The boat pulled up to the dock and the Somalians started to unpack the cargo. We jumped the side with a viscious war cry, storming the docks and running for our target.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.July.12, 10:15 AM | Message # 2840 |
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| Tommy:
I pulled out my gun and started to shoot at the Somalians.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.July.12, 10:49 AM | Message # 2841 |
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| Jolie
"HEY! SOME OF THOSE PEOPLE ARE SLAVES!" I shouted at him.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.July.12, 10:50 AM | Message # 2842 |
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| Tommy:
I ran off, and went down a pathway.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.July.12, 10:54 AM | Message # 2843 |
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| Paige
"Please...don't kill me..." I begged weakly as he pointed the gun at me.
Jolie
I groaned.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.July.12, 10:56 AM | Message # 2844 |
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| Tommy:
I found a slave camp down the road with alot of guards
John:
"You are usless to me"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.July.12, 11:02 AM | Message # 2845 |
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| Tommy:
I fired more gun
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.July.12, 11:03 AM | Message # 2846 |
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| Paige
"Just do it," I whispered.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.July.12, 11:05 AM | Message # 2847 |
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| TOmmy:
I put the gun to the back of his head. "Do it..and die"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.July.12, 11:11 AM | Message # 2848 |
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| Paige
My eyes flew open. "T...Tommy," I whispered.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.July.12, 11:15 AM | Message # 2849 |
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| Tommy:
The man dropped the gun, and ran off. I walked to her, and checked on her. She was shot once, looked half starved, but...was surprisingly almost allright. "One thing sweetie, than we can go home" I picked up the guys pistol and fired, shooting the gun in the back of the head.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.July.12, 11:16 AM | Message # 2850 |
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| Paige
I was hugging his neck, sobbing. "Tommy..."
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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