Prelude: Don't stop me now....
Feb 17, 2016 16:20:22 GMT -6
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Post by Deleted on Feb 17, 2016 16:20:22 GMT -6
5 minutes from L.A.X.
Los Angeles, California
2/17/2016 11:23 AM PST
Did you really fuckin' think I wouldn't find out you fucking sold us out, you pachincko playing sack of horseshit?!?!
Before our trembling young Yakuza associate can muster a proper response, his interrogator does his best Ray Liota from Goodfellas impersonation and starts pistol whipping the bejezus out of his skull.
Oh, sorry, how rude of me.....
Over the time Tony's been in EWC; he's had a few people close to him appear on-camera, just to let you know he actually is human with a human family, and not the creation of some mad government scientist lab growing super soldiers while binging on Slipknot and bourbon.
That crotchety middle aged man double fisting gats like Budweiser's and venting his frustrations by beating a vent into the side of an Asian mob flunkie's cranium, is Tony's eldest half-brother (all four of his male siblings are born to different mothers; you'll find out that story soon enough!), the boss of Savage Solutions' Bail and Legal Services operation, Karl Savage.
Normally, Karl isn't this visceral and belligerent; he's actually.....
Greedy little cocksucker!!
Oh, shit, man; pliers and testicles don't mix! Dude!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!
Damn, big bro. That's my pair of pliers, too. Coulda fuckin' warned me!!
Yeah, as I was saying before homeboy just sterilized this dude with tools you find under the sink, Karl is a pretty mello, stand up guy....
*Screaming in Japanese* START TALKING, BTICH, OR I WILL FEED YOU YOUR OWN DICK!! WHO IN THE FUCKING YAKUZA GREENLIT THAT HIT ON US, HUH??
Coaches his kid's Pop Warner league, helps his 89 year old neighbor with her gro....*horrible sound of meat getting squashed is very audible in the background*
Yeah....*nervously*...real nice guy....
Karl....hold up, man...you keep this up, there's isn't gonna be enough of him to say anything!!
Thankfully, Tony ends this gruesome torture session to try to adjust Karl's calm before he carves this guy to pieces. Can't really blame the guy; around the same time the Yaks tried to hit Tony in NY, they also sent a team down to Marietta, Georgia, to pay his wife and kids a visit. When you have to shoot a guy holding a knife to your daughter, you wouldn't exactly be in a very chipper mood yourself.
Karl's all out of sorts; finally gathering his composure and fixing his hair:Little asshole helped us take Yakamura down, then he plays us and sells us out.
I had.....*groans*...no choice, Karl; if they found out...
You had a choice, shithead; you chose to be a chickenshit and a dumbass simultaneously. If you were in that much shit, you should've came to us. We could've helped!!
How? I still have family in Yokohama! They'd fuckin' kill them all if they ever found out....fuck, I need a hospital!!
Ohhhh, does wittle baby got a scrotum-ache?!! Here....*cocks his pistol*...I've got something to make it all better....
Tony grabs Karl:Contain your shit, man!! Jesus. How fucking weird is it I'm playing good cop? Look *stands between them* pal, you download the intel we need, this shit stops. Hell, you play your cards right, we'll bail the fam out in the process. Otherwise, you fuck us over, hold anything back, or start being all honorable and shit and go mute...
*points to his brother sharpening a Bowie knife* Otherwise, Chef Karl cuts up today's sushi special fresh.
Ten minutes later, Karl and Tony are standing in front of a white cargo van....
Beginning to understand why you hate Cali so damn much, little brother. Seems like every time we try to do business out here, shit gets fucked up.
But we pulled the bust off in Portland....
Yeah, but, I started the wheels rolling out here in L.A. Fuck, I knew this op wasn't a good idea, but I just HAD to....
Fuck that, K; that was a good op. Clean bust, everything was good. That dude deserved to get hauled off in cuffs. They're the ones taking this to the next level. We're squashing this shit once and for all.
Karl shakes his head, trying to talk Tony out of it:No, T; I started this, I'm the one....
Nah, nah, nah....FUCK THAT!! Those motherfuckers ran up where my nephews and nieces play; that is NOT happening again. Besides....
Figure it'd be a good idea to re-enforce a few things to people in both my lines of work this week....
What's that, little brother?
Smirking: Piss on a Savage's shoes, we kick your fucking balls in for it!!
Karl can't help but laugh: Christ, boy; you're becoming more like Dad everyday!
Except I ain't trying to break his divorce record. Are you sure we can trust what comes out of Left Nutt over there?
He may be a sneaky piece of shit, but when it comes to digging up dirt; he's a fucking steam shovel. If our mark's going to be where he thinks he will, he'll find out everything we need.
You are gonna let him live, right?
*pfft* Of course; it's just....
He might have to ride in the trunk to the hospital. You know...*cough* *cough* car's kinda messy right now...
What the fuck is your Elks lodge gonna think, seeing you like this? Guess if this info pans out, we're going on a road trip.
You pack accordingly, boy?
Tony's face is nothing but a giant shit eating grin as he opens the back of the van....
You know it, old man!!
Los Angeles, California
2/17/2016 11:23 AM PST
Did you really fuckin' think I wouldn't find out you fucking sold us out, you pachincko playing sack of horseshit?!?!
Before our trembling young Yakuza associate can muster a proper response, his interrogator does his best Ray Liota from Goodfellas impersonation and starts pistol whipping the bejezus out of his skull.
Oh, sorry, how rude of me.....
Over the time Tony's been in EWC; he's had a few people close to him appear on-camera, just to let you know he actually is human with a human family, and not the creation of some mad government scientist lab growing super soldiers while binging on Slipknot and bourbon.
That crotchety middle aged man double fisting gats like Budweiser's and venting his frustrations by beating a vent into the side of an Asian mob flunkie's cranium, is Tony's eldest half-brother (all four of his male siblings are born to different mothers; you'll find out that story soon enough!), the boss of Savage Solutions' Bail and Legal Services operation, Karl Savage.
Normally, Karl isn't this visceral and belligerent; he's actually.....
Greedy little cocksucker!!
Oh, shit, man; pliers and testicles don't mix! Dude!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!
Damn, big bro. That's my pair of pliers, too. Coulda fuckin' warned me!!
Yeah, as I was saying before homeboy just sterilized this dude with tools you find under the sink, Karl is a pretty mello, stand up guy....
*Screaming in Japanese* START TALKING, BTICH, OR I WILL FEED YOU YOUR OWN DICK!! WHO IN THE FUCKING YAKUZA GREENLIT THAT HIT ON US, HUH??
Coaches his kid's Pop Warner league, helps his 89 year old neighbor with her gro....*horrible sound of meat getting squashed is very audible in the background*
Yeah....*nervously*...real nice guy....
Karl....hold up, man...you keep this up, there's isn't gonna be enough of him to say anything!!
Thankfully, Tony ends this gruesome torture session to try to adjust Karl's calm before he carves this guy to pieces. Can't really blame the guy; around the same time the Yaks tried to hit Tony in NY, they also sent a team down to Marietta, Georgia, to pay his wife and kids a visit. When you have to shoot a guy holding a knife to your daughter, you wouldn't exactly be in a very chipper mood yourself.
Karl's all out of sorts; finally gathering his composure and fixing his hair:Little asshole helped us take Yakamura down, then he plays us and sells us out.
I had.....*groans*...no choice, Karl; if they found out...
You had a choice, shithead; you chose to be a chickenshit and a dumbass simultaneously. If you were in that much shit, you should've came to us. We could've helped!!
How? I still have family in Yokohama! They'd fuckin' kill them all if they ever found out....fuck, I need a hospital!!
Ohhhh, does wittle baby got a scrotum-ache?!! Here....*cocks his pistol*...I've got something to make it all better....
Tony grabs Karl:Contain your shit, man!! Jesus. How fucking weird is it I'm playing good cop? Look *stands between them* pal, you download the intel we need, this shit stops. Hell, you play your cards right, we'll bail the fam out in the process. Otherwise, you fuck us over, hold anything back, or start being all honorable and shit and go mute...
*points to his brother sharpening a Bowie knife* Otherwise, Chef Karl cuts up today's sushi special fresh.
Ten minutes later, Karl and Tony are standing in front of a white cargo van....
Beginning to understand why you hate Cali so damn much, little brother. Seems like every time we try to do business out here, shit gets fucked up.
But we pulled the bust off in Portland....
Yeah, but, I started the wheels rolling out here in L.A. Fuck, I knew this op wasn't a good idea, but I just HAD to....
Fuck that, K; that was a good op. Clean bust, everything was good. That dude deserved to get hauled off in cuffs. They're the ones taking this to the next level. We're squashing this shit once and for all.
Karl shakes his head, trying to talk Tony out of it:No, T; I started this, I'm the one....
Nah, nah, nah....FUCK THAT!! Those motherfuckers ran up where my nephews and nieces play; that is NOT happening again. Besides....
Figure it'd be a good idea to re-enforce a few things to people in both my lines of work this week....
What's that, little brother?
Smirking: Piss on a Savage's shoes, we kick your fucking balls in for it!!
Karl can't help but laugh: Christ, boy; you're becoming more like Dad everyday!
Except I ain't trying to break his divorce record. Are you sure we can trust what comes out of Left Nutt over there?
He may be a sneaky piece of shit, but when it comes to digging up dirt; he's a fucking steam shovel. If our mark's going to be where he thinks he will, he'll find out everything we need.
You are gonna let him live, right?
*pfft* Of course; it's just....
He might have to ride in the trunk to the hospital. You know...*cough* *cough* car's kinda messy right now...
What the fuck is your Elks lodge gonna think, seeing you like this? Guess if this info pans out, we're going on a road trip.
You pack accordingly, boy?
Tony's face is nothing but a giant shit eating grin as he opens the back of the van....
You know it, old man!!