Post #5

"whew!" I wake up sweating and breathing heavily, reliving that horrible night. The night my brother died in my arms. The dream... no... nightmare was too realistic, involving every detail. Enrique and I were walking home from the movies back in our old neighborhood. See we were both apart of this gang, Devil Dogs. My brother never wanted to be in it in the first place and once the other members heard about it through the streets, Enrique was wanted dead. I started saving up so we could move when i heard about the hit. We seldomly left the house, but that night I let my guard down. I even let my strap at home, worst mistake. As Enrique and I was crossing the street, I saw another member approach the light in his candy blue Regal. With no hesitation we simultaneously took off in a full sprint. It felt like we were running at mach speed. After a block of running I looked back and saw the car gaining ground like a lion chasing down its dinner. We cut down an alley and the monstrous vehicle roared behind us. Boxed in by a fence there was no where to go but over, as soon as we started climbing I heard "BOAW!" and my brother hit the ground. I looked back and saw the car reversing out, I looked down and saw my brother laying there helpless. I remember that sparkle in his eyes as he looked up at me. I dropped to my knees and put his head in my lap he went in his pocket and grabbed then necklace our pops gave to him after he graduated high school. Soon after that he stopped breathing. A week later a moved out of that area and moved to Finch Pointe, I swore if I ever saw the killer again he was a dead man...

Post #4

I woke up the next morning on the floor of Slickback's living room with hangover. As i was putting on my clothes, dismayed that i wasnt wearing them, one of Slickback's girl had fixed me breakfast. I devoured the delicious eggs, bacon, and pancakes in like two minutes with my orange juice to wash it all down. I called out for Slickback but there was no answer, how rude to leave your guest in your home without letting him know where you went, but oh well i guess Ill just head back to the shop. As I approach the shop i notice the "closed" sign on the door. "Lazy Bastard" I muttered to myself. When I enter the shop I hear loud laughter and coughing, I already knew what was up everything pieced together so i walked to the back room to find Slickback and Elijah, Co-Owner of the shop, blowin it down...

Post #3

As soon as i start having a good time at the carnival I hear loud screams and yells coming from the food trailer. I glance over and see large flames, this is when the bitch came out of me and I started running like hell. As Im running I find a bottle of moonshine so i decieded why not and took it for later. I finally get to the exit where I let out a huge sigh of relief. While waking down the street I find myself in front of Finch Pointe, so i decided stop by my good friend Slickback's house with my bottle of moonshine, hopefully he has some of his 'employees' up there with him.

Post #2

I checked my mailbox only to find a flier about carnival that came to town, I havent been getting much business in a while so i decided why not. I put up the closed sign on my shop, and i walked towards the donut shop for my daily chocolate covered cream filled donut with sprinkles, sounds childish but i eat to remind me of my younger brother that passed away when we were kids. That donut and the chain I wear is all I have to remember him. As I was crossing Moth St. I see Bobby running at top speed into the donut shop, a huge question hit my cerebellum, why is he running?  Maybe its that strange clown on the corner, wait why is there a clown on the corner, I fuckin hate clowns. I think Ill just stay on this side of the street for now.

Post #1

Before a long day of work at my shop "In The Cut" I decide to take a stroll through the town, craving some Chinese food.  As I crossed King St.  was nearly hit by a large 18 wheeler, what a huge scare to start my day. I then decided that i would rather call in an order.