Neurotic Noir: Part 9 -- "Phase I Revisited" (452 hits)
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Submitted by RyuFu (View user info) at 2005-10-28 10:44:39 EDT
Part 1 - "Hole in the Head": http://www.ubersite.com/m/75075
Part 2 - "Perceptive Goth": http://www.ubersite.com/m/75152
Part 3 - "Sex and Tattoos": http://www.ubersite.com/m/75460
Part 4 - "Shpatë Dragua": http://www.ubersite.com/m/75602
Part 5 - "A Kiss for Each": http://www.ubersite.com/m/75721
Part 6 - "Cracked Safe/Broken Levee": http://www.ubersite.com/m/75913
Part 7 - "Coming Into Focus": http://www.ubersite.com/m/76074
Part 8 - "Finally 20/20": http://www.ubersite.com/m/76136
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I've had a while to contemplate all this. I'm an amateur. A fucking amateur.
I finally came into town after all these years away to handle my business. I finally summon the courage to retrieve my gun from the security box at the bank. "My" gun...well, "a" gun. The gun that spewed my parents' death. I'm always so melodramatic. The fact is Lil shot my parents with this gun to put them out of their misery.
Their state of misery was caused by a direct hit from an Escalade driven by an intoxicated Lilly. Lilly was purposefully intoxicated by Vin. Vin is the motherfucker that's going down soon. He's the reason I'm back in town.
But I slipped up as soon as I got here. I acted like an amateur. I made a "rookie mistake," if you will. Last night, on the first phase of my mission, I ran into a defenseless man and almost got killed.
So there he was: Dave. Dave Shitstain in my eyes. I didn't even recognize him at the time. Only now, looking back on the situation, does it all make sense. Back in high school he was the handsome star linebacker with the high GPA and a great smile. He was on track to gain a scholarship to the Division I school of his choosing. He used to be a real standup guy. I'm not really sure how it happened, but something caused him to snap. Senioritis in high school, maybe. At the beginning of senior year, he was as straight-edge as I was. And that's straight as a laser. By year's end, however, he was the drug-master. He showed up to graduation with hellfire-red bloodshot eyes; blood shot out from his nose onto the principal when he went to receive his diploma.
In other words, he became a fuck-up.
But he was still an honorary member of the Sword Dragons. Well, that's what we called our group when we were still doing the whole rap thing. But between what I was exposed to in my short time in college, and between the havoc wreaked by Vin during my absence, I felt change was in order.
I detested rap.
Well, it's really the lifestyle that I came to hate. I just use the word "rap" to embody all that bullshit. The music's alright. I used the name "Shpatë Dragua" to express this sentiment. It really was kind of a silly thing to do, playing the mental game like that. Wait, where was I?
Oh, right--Shitstain.
So I came back from college and renamed my group, now officially a "gang." I had to do all this. I had to defend my parents' deli from the Black Pantheon scumbags. No, they weren't that big back then, but they still inflicted a fair amount of devastation on the unprepared. My parents had to repair a broken window once after a brick was thrown through it. That was the last time that happened.
Jimmy and James, though slightly more effeminate than in high school, were as fierce as anyone. They followed my directions to the letter and improvised when necessary. I think maybe they used "the gay" to their advantage. Pantheon bitches would let their guard down slightly when they saw one of these homos approach--those cocks might as well have lied down where they were, because they were good as dead. I saw a few of these instances personally. It was brutal.
The "twin J's" were the ones that actually convinced me to let Dave join the gang as a leading member. Long story short, he was great at managing our lower-level members against the Pantheon, but he was all-too-often strung out. Fuck, he loved that coke. Figures, the other two loved the cock, he loved the coke. I'm not sure how it went down, but I heard that Vin offered him some kind of superior role in his group. That and some infinite amount of high-grade sugar.
All he had to do was be Judas.
The rest is history. I got jumped, knocked out, tied to a chair. I witnessed my parents' gruesome murder, as set up by Vin himself. I remember a slight look of sadness in Vin's face mixed in with his ugly scowl as he put my parents out of their misery with that giant gun--one bullet each. He dropped the gun at my feet, looked me in the eyes and told me to "get the fuck out of town." I could never figure that out. But I knew one thing as I boarded that Greyhound to Bumblefuckville.
Shitstain set this up. Dave would get his.
Which brings me back to last night. I found him easily. I baited him with the coke, cornered him in that alley across the jazz club. I let him have his fix. And then I stalled for the shortest of moments as I cocked back that huge gun. He nailed me with a vintage tackle. I underestimated him in his drug-induced state. He nailed me good, and as a result I've spent the past 24 hours with a scrambled brain. I'm just thankful my instincts remained intact. Personally, I think I look better without a hole in my head.
So here I am, sitting on this park bench in "New" Red City Square. Fucking Vin and his stupid gang have gotten powerful enough to influence the politicians. "'New' Red City." Ha! The only thing 'new' about it are the thugs that have been let loose around here. Which is why I have two dead thugs at my feet right now. They obviously didn't recognize me.
Pretty soon the sun will peak out and overpower the neon glow of the deli sign in the dark. Then it's on to Phase II.
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Submitted by JMG114 (user info) at 2005-10-28 11:01:07 (#)
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A kicker of all ass, if ever I saw one.
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Submitted by RyuFu (user info) at 2005-10-28 11:51:51 EDT (#)
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Hey Jared-man! I know you've been all up in Massachusetts recently (::winkwink:: "up in" ::winkwink::), but how about you finish up at least one of the following for me:
1) Sapphire Forest
2) Shore
3) Nude fresco of my body
4) The great Jumble Caper
Thank you much!
Submitted by JMG114 (user info) at 2005-10-28 11:01:07 EDT (#)
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A kicker of all ass, if ever I saw one.
Submitted by LadyPlural (user info) at 2005-10-28 10:51:41 EDT (#)
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Yeah sure whatever. You have no excuse, do you hear me? NONE!
Submitted by RyuFu (user info) at 2005-10-28 10:45:48 EDT (#)
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To those that care: sorry for the delay. A perfect storm of excess workload, complications in story, and writer's block is the cause.