Post by The Porter Company on Dec 14, 2019 2:25:46 GMT -6
"EWC Universe Gather 'round"
"I have an announcement to make now that the season's over with
There's gonna be some changes made with the Diesel Punx M.C including the name.
First though, let me tell you a story that you may not know about... The fact that I have A younger brother.
It's 1991, 27 years ago on Christmas Eve.
South Central Los Angeles, California.
Normally, the city would be lively this time of year however tonight it is raining and the LAPD have been dispatched to an armed robbery of a weed dispensery.
However as investigators comb the scene a mysterious black SUV drives past and shoot up the scene immediately causing every available officer to go in hot pursuit as the car dodges every single blockade and the slick roads cause each car in pursuit to crash except one with a lone detective in pursuit of the car chasing down to an open garage which shuts closed just as the car gets there but next to it is an alley.
The detective gets out of the car in the driving rain as it hits him. Gun drawn and flashlight on as he carefully goes down it not hearing the footsteps of a man coming until a voice is heard.
"Well, good evening officer, out late on christmas eve?"
The fearful for his life detective with gun drawn with flashlight steps forward. The light trained on a gentleman standing 6'6" tall and weighing about 279 lbs. as the man steps forward. He says to the scared detective.
" Oh, don't worry I dont intend to hurt you."
The officer keeping his gun trained on him and light on him says as the two stand about 5" from each other.
"well then wha...wha..what do you want?"
Suddenly in a bright powerful flash the officer is on the cold, wet ground. His neck seemingly snapped backward and with gun and flashlight knocked aside as it's light dies.
What had taken place as the officer had finished asking him the question was the gentleman rushed the officer and before he could fire had already laid him out with a straight arm clothesline to his throat as the 6'6" gentleman stood tall over him.
" I just wanted to Wish you happy holidays officer, and when you recover...if you recover. Tell your family Henry Rollins Porter says Merry Christmas and Happy New year...From The Porter Company."
He chuckles to himself as he leaves the body of the laid out officer on the cold, wet ground with the rain pouring on him as he leaves in the direction of the scene of the crime.
The End....for now.
"I have an announcement to make now that the season's over with
There's gonna be some changes made with the Diesel Punx M.C including the name.
First though, let me tell you a story that you may not know about... The fact that I have A younger brother.
It's 1991, 27 years ago on Christmas Eve.
South Central Los Angeles, California.
Normally, the city would be lively this time of year however tonight it is raining and the LAPD have been dispatched to an armed robbery of a weed dispensery.
However as investigators comb the scene a mysterious black SUV drives past and shoot up the scene immediately causing every available officer to go in hot pursuit as the car dodges every single blockade and the slick roads cause each car in pursuit to crash except one with a lone detective in pursuit of the car chasing down to an open garage which shuts closed just as the car gets there but next to it is an alley.
The detective gets out of the car in the driving rain as it hits him. Gun drawn and flashlight on as he carefully goes down it not hearing the footsteps of a man coming until a voice is heard.
"Well, good evening officer, out late on christmas eve?"
The fearful for his life detective with gun drawn with flashlight steps forward. The light trained on a gentleman standing 6'6" tall and weighing about 279 lbs. as the man steps forward. He says to the scared detective.
" Oh, don't worry I dont intend to hurt you."
The officer keeping his gun trained on him and light on him says as the two stand about 5" from each other.
"well then wha...wha..what do you want?"
Suddenly in a bright powerful flash the officer is on the cold, wet ground. His neck seemingly snapped backward and with gun and flashlight knocked aside as it's light dies.
What had taken place as the officer had finished asking him the question was the gentleman rushed the officer and before he could fire had already laid him out with a straight arm clothesline to his throat as the 6'6" gentleman stood tall over him.
" I just wanted to Wish you happy holidays officer, and when you recover...if you recover. Tell your family Henry Rollins Porter says Merry Christmas and Happy New year...From The Porter Company."
He chuckles to himself as he leaves the body of the laid out officer on the cold, wet ground with the rain pouring on him as he leaves in the direction of the scene of the crime.
The End....for now.
