Tuesday, January 8, 2008

   so um... ima do wat yall came here 2 see...

so 2dai iz tuesdai (i think o_O... j/p) and that meanz chapter 4 of graffiti shogunz!!! ive gotten a couple of request 2 put up my pic... i dunno wat tha response will be, but...im jus askin yall 2 be honest! here goez nothin... im tha black guy... in case u didnt kno... so um... tha landlord guy called me 2dai and said itz sum mysterious charater lurkin on our back porch, did i heard anythin??? im lookin like dude, i go out there all tha tyme and smoke pluz i normally dont go 2 sleep till like 3-6 in tha morning, he like i kno... (o_O u bein watchin me???) i waz like well im on my way out...bye... that rele did tweak me 1000 2dai...(my sayin of coarse ^_^ and FDS exclusive!) im supa bored so um... i guess ima jus start tha chapter... WARNING: THIZ CHAPTER HAZ EXTREME LANGUAGE. I WANTED 2 KEEP IT AZ TRUE 2 CONTEXT AZ POSSIBLE. IF U CANNOT HANDLE IT WITH AN OPEN MIND, DO NOT PROCEED TO READ THA STORY. THANK YOU. p.s. thankz 2 those of u who prayed...keep prayin... chapter 4: Reunion The person with a steely voice continued 2 walk towardz where Styer waz sittin. Blaze jumped up and took stance ready for combat. "Now Styer, that iznt how you would try an old friend now iz it?" the person said. "Old friend? you aint no friend of mine darius. mothafucker you mustve lost your mind commin in here thinking that itz sweet like frostin. I ought 2 whoop your monkey azz all up and down tha Ave!" Styer said cooly. Darius looked sharply at Styer. "My name iz Level, show your elderz some goddamn respect before-" "Before what?" Blaze piped up movin closer 2 him. Houston made her move close towardz Blaze flankin Styer on hiz left side. She didnt say a word, jus looked at Level. Noia spotted Mute and rushed 2 tha aid of hiz brother. "Damn wat tha hell happened 2 you?" NOia whispered franticlly. "Long story, wat tha hell iz he doin here? how did he find uz?" Mute said practically with flames in hiz eyez. "i dunno, but if Styer and evryone dont get him, we will, kno that!" Noia said lookin back toward where all tha commotion waz commin. The rest of the crowd waz chattin restlessly. the name Level in these part rang bells, big bells and they knew that they were lucky 2 be in tha same room with a legend. Level waz a member of tha N.R.S, tha never run scared crew, 2 be exact, he waz co-founder of tha crew so he had pull. He alone destroyed and erased countless crews along tha North and tha West side of tha city. Styer knew this, but thiz waz tha South side and shyt waz different out there. He waznt about 2 fall 2 no man, and Level waz no different. "Look around you, you along way from home while you talkin shyt." Blaze said pacin back and forth. "why dont you speak your piece and make your feet glide across tha pavement up outta here cuz me and my team have no problem beatin up sum 30-sumthing year old man." "Actually i am a little interested in why you, of all people, would come all tha way down here?" Styer said a little more calmly sittin back in hiz chair eyeballin Level. "Lil nigga, i go where i please and aint nan 1 of you lil mothafuckerz gonna do shyt about it." Level said lookin at Blaze. "i came here 2 talk 2 my baby boy..." The room erupted in a loud up roar. Mirror, Clear, and Doll all looked at each other and instantly got mad. Being tha only white memembers of FDS they took offense to tha remark Level jus made. They were outcasted by their own kind and FDS took them in without lookin at them a second tyme even though Black and White never rele clicked in tha city, that only happened in tha suburbz. They decided 2 start their own race within tha crew, so now every1 waz gray... "A man, we aint gonna stand for that kinda talkin in our presence" Clear said, tha most stable out of the three. "Naw, fuck that, i think we should fuck him up now!" Doll said standin on her chair. "I agree with Doll" Blaze said crackin hiz knucklez. Doll waz a loud, wiry gurl that had energy 2 spare. she waz rebellious, strong, and didnt like inequality...Level had jus pissed her off. Mirror waz a rele quiet kid that only spoke wen absolutly nessecary, he usually let hiz facez speak 4 him and rite now, all you seen waz rage in hiz eyez. *at tha police station* "Hello, state ur emergency." said Capt. James " I heard it waz goin to be a big graffiti showdown on 43rd and Federal in like 2 days... i think you should check it out..." "Who iz thiz?" James demanded. all he got waz the dial tone. 2 blockz away from tha Red Room waz a dangliin phone in a phone booth and a guy walkin away into tha shadowz... ~END of Chapter 4~ 2 be honest, i nevah thought my story would turn out like thiz... if u want me 2 kontinue, please comment! see ya next tuesdai!

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