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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by The WORLD1897:
3/6/2017 7:59:39 PM
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[u]The good, the bad, and the Pablo.[/u]
[i]Midnight, Dojo Entrance[/i]
A cargo truck's headlights lit up the darkness surrounding the Dojo's entrance as it pulled up. Several men hopped out of the truck, and waited for their customers to approach. The driver went to the back of the truck, opening it up. Within it, 50 kilos of cöcaine. They waited patiently, knowing they would come for the product.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PtJ6yAGjsIs
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[b]Out of the darkness stepped a man with a cigar in his mouth. He looked like a stranger to them, but something was suspicious about his presence. He approached the truck with a large jacket and a hat over his head. It was hard to tell who he was.[/b] "Hello, boys. What's all this?"
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"A trade agreement between a customer and a producer," one of the men spoke, his accent a thick and Colombian one. He held a mini-Uzi in his right hand but didn't aim it up, as to not appear hostile. "If you'd like to try some, it's $150,000 a Kilo."
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"Ha! Mighty expensive, but lucky for you. I happen to be wealthier than most people here. May I take a look?"
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"You got the dough to back it up?" The driver asked, stepping forth. [spoiler]Alright, warning. This shit is some of the most addicting stuff on the face of the Earth. Be careful, lest you become an addict.[/spoiler]
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[b]The man pulled a sack out from under his jacket.[/b] "I always have something to boast." [b]He opened the sack and stacks of cash were revealed inside.[/b] [spoiler]This guy's been through worse, and he may or may not have no actual interest in the Coke.[/spoiler]
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"Good, good." A kilo of cöke was carried over to him and placed in his hands.
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Edited by Haknir: 3/9/2017 2:26:11 AM[b]The man inspected it closely. [/b] "How am I supposed to know if you're cheesing me or not?"
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"If you don't want what we're offering..." The man took it back. "Then you can buy from someone else."
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[b]He looked at them with a dirty look.[/b] "What an awful way to do business, just cancelling a deal like that." [b]He walked away, leaving the bag of cash behind as if he forgot about it.[/b]
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They left it on the ground, and went back to waiting for the original customer.
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[b]After a few seconds when the man was out of sight. The bag started to tick, then after a couple of seconds, a shower of sparks and bright flames went in all directions, hitting a couple of them and the truck.[/b]
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The product was left unharmed and one of the uninjured one's called Pablo. 'Don Pablo, some bendejo in a suit just went full rëtarded without any form of provocation or any reasoning. Just, [u]completely fücking rētard.[/u]' Pablo thought for a second and then spoke. "Place a bounty on their head. Preferably competent, but I'll accept them if he's brought in rëtarded." They nodded.
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[b]The man watched from a distance, peeking around a corner.[/b] "Gonna be hard to bring me in if you don't even know who I am." [b]He walked away into the shadows.[/b]
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The guards met up with their customers and had a hilarious conversation about the fücking rëtarded fücknut who went fülly fücking döwn's syndrome. They laughed and chatted, and then traded the goods for money and went on their ways to tell more people about the fücking retärded scum of the earth, all time low of human evolution, that was the man who they encountered.
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[spoiler]Really hate this guy, huh?[/spoiler] [b]Meanwhile, the man went home, somewhere in the dojo where he collected more weapons to use from some of his friends and allies. He was ready to mess with these people, and he had the power to back himself up.[/b]
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[spoiler]I don't hate disabled people.[/spoiler] Pablo didn't really give a shit, as he was hella protected.
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[spoiler]He's far from disabled. Believe me.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Hey, c'mon even disabled people don't like to be sugarcoated.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Eh, not really. Once you know what character I'm using for all of this, you'll understand.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Hey now, refusing to acknowledge disabled people is worse than making fun of it. I mean, c'mon man, he blew up a bag after refusing to pay for a product. You can't tell me that's not rëtarded. Be sensitive to disabled people, okay?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]He wasn't refusing anything. I told you he wasn't interested in it in the first place. He just wanted to set off some thermite for them.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Alright, you're starting to hurt the special kids feelings. I suggest you give him a bag of money and a lobotomy.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I'm not getting the whole sped kids jokes. I'm simply adding depth to your characters and my own. Something you must not be experienced enough to understand. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Lol, just -blam!-ing with you. But fr you can't expect Pablo to take this seriously or as too big of a threat while a spartan literally blew up multiple of his shipments.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Oh ok, I just can't tell when it's writing, but this actually a few of my characters. One set it in motion which is this one that attacked, then they'll step up their game.[/spoiler]
