Wednesday, December 19, 2007

   well here i go!!!

well, since no 1 but loser voted (thanx,love) i'ma goin 2 do my story on graffiti!!! i mean i could but i'm not THAT into any showz rite now 2 do one like unique,loser,or token. graffiti is pretty much tha only thing i do consistently anymore so i decided to do a fabricated fiction story,that'z my rulin' i hope ya like it XP and now i present GRAFFITI SHOGUNZ ft. Tha F.D.S! crew (p.s. plz excuse if not everythin is capped or spelled rite!)(p.p.s. some of tha things in here are considered "chicago slang so if any questions, just ask me) Chapter:1 Crossin tha Line "Aye! it'z tha police!! everybody dipset!! Styer ran down a narrow passage way that lead to an alley. he waz 6'4, a tall skinny kid and tha leader of the imfamous frownz don't smile crew.he was the brains of this operation. they was known thruout tha chicago land area as one of "the most destructive graffiti organiztions in chicago history" one news reporter said and Styer loved it. it was like he had his own personal army of artist that listen 2 what he said and followed orders and carry themselves in ranks just like an actual army. "i'll be damned if they catch me!" Styer panted thru strides he took. it just rain so the ground was rele slick. 1 false move could land Styer in a whole lot of trouble. Folliwing behind him is Blaze, his right hand man. Blaze was 5'9 kind stocky and build like a bulldozer. Blaze knew Styer since they were 7 years old and they been kool with each other every since. Blaze was loyal too, and trusted and put faith in whatever Styer said, and made sure everyone around him did tha same. Blaze was the enforcer and no one looked at him twice after he said anything. basiclly, what he said was law. "Aye!! Styer what happened 2 Houston?" Blaze screamed. "i don't kno! i heard sirenz and i broke out, but she'll be aright! she know her way around out here better than anyone!" Styer shouted back. Styer and Blaze spinned tha bend and was in front of this liquor store.With their respected mask still on and their bags rattling with can, they walked into the store to hide.A mack buddy named jimmy jam was dance in the store front by the counter trying to convince the clerk it was his birthday and that they should give him a bottle for free,... the clerk wasn't givin him a damn thing, not even a look. Blaze stood by the door and watched 2 squad cars speed by. Styer wlked in the back to the corner with all the things that don't contain alcohol and pulled out a 50cent juice and got 2 bags of chips. "aye! Blaze, you want somethin?" Styer blurted out. "naw man, i'm kool" Blaze said back nonchalantly. he was still lookin out the window 2 see if the coast was clear. "what is it lookin like?" Styer said in a more serious tone as he paid 4 his things "it'z lookin critical, i haven't gotten a kall from Houston,Mute,nor Noia and Noia ALWAYZ kallz.!" Blaze said thru his teeth lookin around 2 see who was watchin them. Blaze was paranoid, but his cautiousness always pay off in tha end. "what do you think we should do?" Blaze asked.Styer stood silent as he took a swig from his juice. "come on, let'z go back 2 tha red room."Styer said and walked out the from door. "Shit,shit,shit. i would be tha one they chase 2dai..." come on man" Mute whined. Mute was 5'5 and rele skinny. he was fast ,but clumsy as evah. he was runnin down this strip called tha black avenue. tha black ave. is where all your illegal street events took place. he figured if he gave the cops somethin else to arrest, they would forget about him. "i ain't gonin out without a fight, i'm with whateva, it'll be ur life before my life!!" he screamed as he ran wildly thru tha ave. Houston and Noia just made it back 2 tha red room. tha red room was this abandoned club named as such that they setup headquarters at and ran all their operations from. it was spacous, cousy, and warm, just like a hangout should be.NOia bein tha gentleman he was let HOuston go in 1st but what they saw left them speechless. There was destruction everywhere you look. tables overturned, lockerz dented and trashed, t.v.'z broken and smashed.Houston was furious. at 6'2 people paid attention when Houston was mad. She sreamed and flipped over tha last remaining still upright. "now how is that benificial at all" Noia said sarcastilly. "shut tha hell up!" Houston fired back. "shouldn't you be makin a call right about now?" "rite away, damn ur bitchy today" he said walkin away. "and why do u think that? i been rained on, chased by cops, ruined my new shoes and my hair, and all my decorating of this place for for nothing! i don't kno asshole, maybe if ya had some balls u would be mad too!"Houston boomed. Blaze and Styer was walkin towardz tha bus stop when Styer phone ringed. "wat up Noia? Styer said calmly. "w-we have a s-slight pr-problem" Noia stuttered into tha phone.

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