The New Murders

[psychoDiablo]

I have some good ideas for the next story of ours. I have no idea how I'm gonna write it, but hopefully it's fun. It might not make sense, but it'll be funny. lol Good ideas people.

Still waiting. I was late in sending PMs to a couple fools. lol My bad.

So come back later.

[Pittielynn]

Hurry up fools! ;)

[psychoDiablo]

LOL Yeah, hurry it up already because I messaged you guys late.

[Savage_Nature]

Fools be trippin

[psychoDiablo]

Come 530pm my time, Monday, game on.

[Pittielynn]

Wooo!

[psychoDiablo]

Anyways, I know I said I'd write the story, but shits happened since. My homie's dad died yesterday night, so I went over his pad today. Homeboy's lost both parents now. His mother passed in January. I'll write up the story tomorrow. We've lost a player, but also gained one. So yeah, see ya tomorrow you fucks. lol jk

[Savage_Nature]

Sorry to hear pD, best wishes.

[Pittielynn]

Originally Said by psychoDiablo

Anyways, I know I said I'd write the story, but shits happened since. My homie's dad died yesterday night, so I went over his pad today. Homeboy's lost both parents now. His mother passed in January. I'll write up the story tomorrow. We've lost a player, but also gained one. So yeah, see ya tomorrow you fucks. lol jk

Jez your buddy's got a rough go of it right now. Good on you, being a friend when he needs ya. :)

[psychoDiablo]

I saw him yesterday. It's sad. It hurts, even though it aint' my family, it aint got shit to do with me. But his mother called me his hermano, and in English that means brother, and that shit meant something to me, so motherfucker is like family. Homeboy doesn't have siblings, he's all alone now.

Here are the players:

Kort, Pit, SK, Marx, Foxy, Chris, Sav, Notlob.

It was a moonlit night. There was a party on the top floor penthouse. Ever since Savage got stabbed that crazy night and somehow actually survived, he changed his moods and tightened up a bit. He ended up giving his establishment away to some guy named pD. That guy in turn, demolished the old Savage Mansion and created a gigantic skyscraper in it's place called HyTymes. Up on the 30th floor is where everyone was hanging out. Karaoke was on, people were singing, terribly, but not really, and it was all good fun. Alcohol was flowing, people were jiving, and of course, as the old story goes, it all had to come to a grinding halt.

There was some commotion out on the balcony. Women screamed and some men yelled out for help. People were looking over the railing, perpendicular to the street below. Foxy was hanging by a thread. They pulled her back up and over the railing and untied the noose from around her neck.

She coughed and tried to breathe through her wind pipe, but was in incredible pain. Her neck was strained to the point of breakage, but she was a trooper and survived it. A medi-vac helicopter was flown in to assist her trauma. The medics did a hell of job and suggested she lie still for the next day. As if Foxy could move, which she could not, for her neck was sore and she had to fight the trauma to stay sane. It was a horrible day in a hospital bed, if you ask me.

Her friends were with her. Foxy could barely speak. But she uttered one word, nay, a name. A specific name, that made everyone think.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't hear you Foxy. Are you speaking the name of whoever did this to you?"

She nodded a half-way yes just as her eyes closed and she passed out from stress.

It was clear on everyone's mind. Someone tried to kill her.

[Savage_Nature]

All right which one of you motherfuckers is trying to screw with the foxy lady? God damn JIMMIE HENDRIX wrote a song about this girl and we got some self righteous she-he out there all jealous and shit trying to get her dead. I know who it was, it was ________ and they are gonna get it!!! What say you guys?! With me on this one?!?!

...guys?

Screw all y'all, nobody ever listens to me.....

[foxyphoenix]

*cough*
It... was...
*cough hack cough*

[Pittielynn]

How dare you crazies go after foxy!!

[Savage_Nature]

We gonna have ourselves a good 'ol fashioned family fun lynching! Yeeeeehaw! I'm more excited than a coon in a barrel of trash! I'm gonna go get my dancing boots on!

[psychoDiablo]

The next morning everyone was laying out by the pool on the rooftop. A tv was on and a news report about the attempted murder of a young girl was being told. Apparently someone had leaked the information to an undercover journalist. This wasn't good for pD.

Suddenly, three helicopters came flying out of the sky and approached the landing docks. They all touched down but the blades kept spinning. A man in a black suit jumped out and ran over to the group.

"Hey you! Pack your stuff, let's go! Now!"

Everyone stared at him in disbelief. The awe of such helicopters, the sounds of their motors, the cutting of air of the blades, and all the wind picking up, blowing over empty beer bottles and plastic cups, kept it's grip on them. Then before their eyes, more men jumped out of the first chopper. They had machine guns.

"Let's go! We are leaving right now!"

Everyone got up as quickly as they could and started to quickly pack their belongings.

"Where's the hurt girl?"

"She's in the other room, we can't leave without her. She's in a hospital bed, badly hurt."

"Then take the hospital bed with her. We're leaving...Now!"

"*Cough* Not that bad..." The hurt girl walked out of her room, her neck still sore.

The man pulled a 180 and marched toward the chopper with his men. They got in and that chopper took off. The other 2 remained behind. People shuffled into the 2nd chopper, while hurt girl got her own chopper and a bed!

During the flight there was a sudden gust of wind that rocked the chopper side to side. The pilot got on his radio and was talking to it. A beeping sound went off, and then another lower pitched beep went off. Lights started flashing and if you really listened past the wind and beeps, you could hear the metal groaning. The chopper itself was trying hard to stay on pitch. Unfortunately, for the sake of this story, the pilot could not overcome and he jumped out of the chopper in hopes of saving himself. He in fact did because he was wearing a parachute. Without a pilot, the chopper lost it's balance, spinning out of control and dropped out of the sky. It crashed down into a dense forest ridge, that scaled up to a mountain. The landing wasn't soft. It was brutal. Everyone inside was tossed around, especially those who didn't wear their seatbelts. Those that did wear their seatbelts were ripped out of them and tossed to the other side of the cab.

The chopper hit the ground and split apart in half. The people inside popped out and landed in the wet dirt. After all the dust settled, the group looked around for each other. They could hear a slight mumbled cry. They weren't sure what it was. They walked over to the wreckage. The passenger door had broken off and somehow mangled itself in a position that trapped Notlob underneath it. It was so bad that the corner of the door pinched inward and it just so happened it was pinched inward into Notlob's side. He writhed in pain but couldn't move. Everyone tried to lift the door but it was just too heavy and too stuck. They couldn't pull him out for fear of ripping him open. Then someone actually suggested it.

"I say we let him die. Maybe he's the one that tried to kill Foxy."

"Yeah!" There was an agreement said in unison if there ever was one.

"No, please... Help...." Then Notlob passed out. Someone checked his neck for a pulse, he was still breathing.

"What do we do?"

[Savage_Nature]

Sorry notlob 'ol buddy, but you gonna sit riiiiiiight there. Mmmmmhmm. See we bin thinkin you got some alter-itive motivations ya-huh. Good boy, go to sleep.

Well then - who's game for some chicken huntin'?? I hear we got some fiiiiiiiiiiiiine breasts up in these here woods - maybe them uni-form fellows will lemme use a gun.

[psychoDiablo]

Everybody wait! Everybody wait!

[Savage_Nature]

Wut?

[Pittielynn]

nooo! who will play us beautiful music??

[notlob]

*ghost Hashim*

Seriously guys?! What the hell?! Psh, y'all just weren't ready to accept that one of you's did it, so of course you pick the Arab.. For shame guys..

Fuck this, I'm out.

*runs off to jam with Hendrix*


Haha but seriously, damn... why'd everyone guess me? Haha