Post by pakinamac on Feb 25, 2008 22:05:07 GMT -5
Location: Toronto, Canada
Time: Midnight, 12: 00 A. M.
Place: Private One Person Suite
Location: New York, New York
Time: Midnight, 12: 00 A. M.
Place: 300 Miles High of the 319 Miles High Chrysler Building
Standing within the empty building... Well... Not completely empty. He was there. There was six other men there along with him. Five of which that were with him. The sixth? Well. The sixth was just being "persuaded" to give answers to questions that they believe he has. The sixth wasn't giving anything up. Claiming he knew nothing. Claiming he didn't know what they were talking about. He believed this sixth man was full of it. He didn't believe a word that he was saying. He wanted answers. And he was going to get them. Regardless of how much they refused to talk. As he stood there, he stared out the window. Why was he staring out the window? Well, that's where the sixth man was. He was outside the window. Being hung. Upside down. By his ankles. By the rest of the people that were with him. Yelling out to the man... He said...
?: "Tell me what you know. And no one gets hurt."
Sixth Man: "I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! HOW MANY TIMES DO I GOT TO TELL YOU!? I KNOW NOTHING!"
?: "Bull. You're lying. Tell me what you know or I will have my boys here let you become one with the world below."
Sixth Man: "WHY DON'T YOU BELIEVE ME?!!!!!!!!?!?!?!?!?!"
?: "Maaan... I'm getting tired of these game. You know what? You want to play games? You want to play me for a fool? You know wh-...."
He stopped mid-sentence. A vibration on his right hip caught his attention. Holding up his right hand with his index finger extended. Indicating he wanted his boys to give him a second as he takes this. He reaches underneath his leather jacket and dug into his right jeans pocket. Grabbing ahold of a cell phone that rested inside. He pulled the cell phone out of his pocket. Looking down at the Caller ID to see who it was buzzing him. A scoff. A smile. He flips the cell phone open and lifted it up to his right ear....
?: "Hello. What's up?"
A smirk crossed his lips as he hears the voice on the other end.
Time to get on with the phone conversation....
?: "Ain't nothing going on up here. Got some downtime. Reading my mail. Checking out what's going on back home. Ya know?"
?: "Hahaha... Yeah."
?: "What you up to man?"
Sixth Man: "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPP!"
?: "Shit. Getting these answers... barely. Ain't really coming up with anything."
?: "Who's that?"
?: "An uncooperative informant."
?: "Hahaha... Dude not giving up any answers?"
?: "Nah. He with holding information. Refuses to give it up. Beating it out of him inside working. So... We decided to check out the sight from a nice view..."
?: "Haha... You crazy nigga."
?: "Just trying to get some answers. That's all it is. Been around. Nothing though. No one knows a damn thing."
?: "With the way the news has been over there... I can bet."
?: "I know nothing of what you speak."
?: "Hahaha.... Yeah, yeah.... But hey... Check this out... I found something that might be a good lead.... You remember that dude I used to roll with monthes ago?"
?: "That pretty boy ladies man guy?"
?: "Nah. The other one."
?: ".............. Oh.... Yeah. I know who you're talking about. Yeah. Didn't he...?"
?: "Yeah... But I don't know now... I'm reading some stuff in this newspaper from home... Shit sounds kind of familiar... Sounds like the dude...."
?: "Yeah...?"
?: "Yeah. This description... Definitely sound like my nigga...."
?: "Damn. That's crazy."
?: "Yeah. I was thinking of heading up there and checking it out. Of course, I wouldn't be able to do it right now. Go to keep my throne nice and warm over here. Running the game up here. I own this place. Kind of busy this week... You wanna roll with me or I can meet you up there?"
?: "Meet me. There ain't no damn answers on the East Coast. Been all through New York and every state surrounding it. Nothing. I'll head over to the West. Check out what it is you found. See if it's who we think it is."
?: "Cool, cool. Well... I ain't wanna let you go earlier.... But a nigga need his sleep. You know it's late..."
?: "Yeah. Holla tomorrow. I'll grab myself a ticket and check out what's going on down West."
?: "Alright my nigga... Stay up.... Peace..."
?: "Peace..."
The phone line went dead. They hung up. He closed the cell phone shut. Slipped it back into his pants pocket. He looked back out the window. The sixth man still hanging out the window. He lifted his right hand up to his neck and waved it back and forth.
?: "Cut him."
The two men who were holding the ankles of the sixth man nodded their head. Were they going to cut the man loose? Yes. But not like you think. What did they do? They let him go. Literally. They released their grip off his ankles. And what happened to the sixth man you might ask? He screams, cries, begs for mercy, says his prays, and falls down the side of the Chrysler building to his inevitable death. You'd have to be God or an angel to survive from this height. Oh well. Should've answered the questions correctly.
Sixth Man: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
hhhhhhhhhhh!"
?: "Looks like we got ourselves a plane to catch. Check it. We're heading out West. Got a lead. Possible answers. We're going to head out there. Check it out. See what we can find. Cool?"
The men began to nod their head. They would proceed on their way to exit the building that they had broken into to conduct this business. No answers here on the East. Let's go out West, shall we?
Time: Midnight, 12: 00 A. M.
Place: Private One Person Suite
Chilling alone on his throne up North. He had recieved his mail delivered from the building's mail room. Set aside on a table beside him. Opened. Read. A newspaper rested in his lap. Opened. Read. Left open on a certain article that had caught his attention. Something that seemed so... familiar. Something that reminded him of someone he knew. He couldn't necessarily go and check out the situation himself. He did have a company to run. He did have people who would probably run amuck while he was gone. He's got to stay and make sure that they stay in line. Plus, he had already planned a certain date with a certain person of a high prestige later on in the week. Can't break that plan. But he knew he had people who could check it out for him. He knew someone out there had been looking for the same thing he was. Had the same agenda. Why not give them a ring? Cell phone firmly held in his hand and up to his ear. The number had been dialed. The phone was ringing... Let's wait for an answer....
[/center]Location: New York, New York
Time: Midnight, 12: 00 A. M.
Place: 300 Miles High of the 319 Miles High Chrysler Building
Standing within the empty building... Well... Not completely empty. He was there. There was six other men there along with him. Five of which that were with him. The sixth? Well. The sixth was just being "persuaded" to give answers to questions that they believe he has. The sixth wasn't giving anything up. Claiming he knew nothing. Claiming he didn't know what they were talking about. He believed this sixth man was full of it. He didn't believe a word that he was saying. He wanted answers. And he was going to get them. Regardless of how much they refused to talk. As he stood there, he stared out the window. Why was he staring out the window? Well, that's where the sixth man was. He was outside the window. Being hung. Upside down. By his ankles. By the rest of the people that were with him. Yelling out to the man... He said...
?: "Tell me what you know. And no one gets hurt."
Sixth Man: "I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! HOW MANY TIMES DO I GOT TO TELL YOU!? I KNOW NOTHING!"
?: "Bull. You're lying. Tell me what you know or I will have my boys here let you become one with the world below."
Sixth Man: "WHY DON'T YOU BELIEVE ME?!!!!!!!!?!?!?!?!?!"
?: "Maaan... I'm getting tired of these game. You know what? You want to play games? You want to play me for a fool? You know wh-...."
He stopped mid-sentence. A vibration on his right hip caught his attention. Holding up his right hand with his index finger extended. Indicating he wanted his boys to give him a second as he takes this. He reaches underneath his leather jacket and dug into his right jeans pocket. Grabbing ahold of a cell phone that rested inside. He pulled the cell phone out of his pocket. Looking down at the Caller ID to see who it was buzzing him. A scoff. A smile. He flips the cell phone open and lifted it up to his right ear....
?: "Hello. What's up?"
Back in Toronto.....
A smirk crossed his lips as he hears the voice on the other end.
Time to get on with the phone conversation....
?: "Ain't nothing going on up here. Got some downtime. Reading my mail. Checking out what's going on back home. Ya know?"
?: "Hahaha... Yeah."
?: "What you up to man?"
Sixth Man: "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPP!"
?: "Shit. Getting these answers... barely. Ain't really coming up with anything."
?: "Who's that?"
?: "An uncooperative informant."
?: "Hahaha... Dude not giving up any answers?"
?: "Nah. He with holding information. Refuses to give it up. Beating it out of him inside working. So... We decided to check out the sight from a nice view..."
?: "Haha... You crazy nigga."
?: "Just trying to get some answers. That's all it is. Been around. Nothing though. No one knows a damn thing."
?: "With the way the news has been over there... I can bet."
?: "I know nothing of what you speak."
?: "Hahaha.... Yeah, yeah.... But hey... Check this out... I found something that might be a good lead.... You remember that dude I used to roll with monthes ago?"
?: "That pretty boy ladies man guy?"
?: "Nah. The other one."
?: ".............. Oh.... Yeah. I know who you're talking about. Yeah. Didn't he...?"
?: "Yeah... But I don't know now... I'm reading some stuff in this newspaper from home... Shit sounds kind of familiar... Sounds like the dude...."
?: "Yeah...?"
?: "Yeah. This description... Definitely sound like my nigga...."
?: "Damn. That's crazy."
?: "Yeah. I was thinking of heading up there and checking it out. Of course, I wouldn't be able to do it right now. Go to keep my throne nice and warm over here. Running the game up here. I own this place. Kind of busy this week... You wanna roll with me or I can meet you up there?"
?: "Meet me. There ain't no damn answers on the East Coast. Been all through New York and every state surrounding it. Nothing. I'll head over to the West. Check out what it is you found. See if it's who we think it is."
?: "Cool, cool. Well... I ain't wanna let you go earlier.... But a nigga need his sleep. You know it's late..."
?: "Yeah. Holla tomorrow. I'll grab myself a ticket and check out what's going on down West."
?: "Alright my nigga... Stay up.... Peace..."
?: "Peace..."
Back in New York.....
The phone line went dead. They hung up. He closed the cell phone shut. Slipped it back into his pants pocket. He looked back out the window. The sixth man still hanging out the window. He lifted his right hand up to his neck and waved it back and forth.
?: "Cut him."
The two men who were holding the ankles of the sixth man nodded their head. Were they going to cut the man loose? Yes. But not like you think. What did they do? They let him go. Literally. They released their grip off his ankles. And what happened to the sixth man you might ask? He screams, cries, begs for mercy, says his prays, and falls down the side of the Chrysler building to his inevitable death. You'd have to be God or an angel to survive from this height. Oh well. Should've answered the questions correctly.
Sixth Man: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
hhhhhhhhhhh!"
?: "Looks like we got ourselves a plane to catch. Check it. We're heading out West. Got a lead. Possible answers. We're going to head out there. Check it out. See what we can find. Cool?"
The men began to nod their head. They would proceed on their way to exit the building that they had broken into to conduct this business. No answers here on the East. Let's go out West, shall we?
To be continued....