((Welcome back buddy!
Let's just say Big Game might have a new friend to meet in the Rogue Isles soon.))
Tyger (50), Mutation-Controller Mind/FF - oldest Mind/FF on Union
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Originally Posted by Dispari
I don't know why Dink thinks she's not as sexy as Jay was. In 5 posts she's already upstaged his entire career.
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{25/08/2008, 9.37am, One of the penthouse suites, Wilshire Plaza Hotel, Los Angeles}
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Since the apparent death of his girlfriend Sumiko the Shadow Huntress several months ago Big Game had been on something of a bender to try and get his head straight. After Robbing Family boss Morretti and a few neighbours to finance his trip Game left the Rogue Isles in his boat the Jelly Fish Dream. He then spent several months sailing around the coasts of Central and South America passing the time by involving himself in various adventures and shenanigans. Once bored shooting the Gulf breeze he then decided to head through the Panama Canal, and straight up to California to indulge in some good old fashioned monster hunting, before settling down for some serious R & R.
Snoring away on the super kingsize bed, draped in satin sheets, and curled up with a glamorous looking blonde, Big Game had no idea that today would be the final day of his ill deserved holiday...
"Look at th'little creep, sleepin' like a babe. He ain't gotta clue the party is over."
"Whadda'ya lookin' at him for? Check out the broad!... Classy babe. I bet she ain't cheap."
"Geez Pauly. Get a grip will'ya. We got a job to do."
"Heyyyy, I already got a grip. Im just saying that she's probably been bought and paid for with the money Game got from selling Morretti's painting."
The two men paused a moment to stare at the sleeping blonde before Pauly spoke again.
"So Fingers we gonna do this or what?"
"You kiddin'? I been wanting to do something like this for a long time now."
Decisions made, the two men walked over to the luxurious bed, each grabbing one of Big Game's arms before hauling him out of the bed. Startled awake, the blonde woman started to scream as she clutched the silk sheets to her naked body. Big Game on the other hand had barely registered he was now actually awake as he was flung through the penthouse window...
Moments later...
"Geez! That was some freakin' wake up call." Big Game said to himself as he reached up the side of the swimming pool ready to pull his naked cut and bruised body out of the water.
As Big Game's hand touched the tiled poolside he felt the crushing pain of somebody standing on his hand with heavy boots. This was soon followed by the pain of being dragged out of the pool by his hair, and then being dumped onto the tiled floor. As Big Game looked up from the ground he was greeted with the not so friendly but familiar face of Family boss Mr.Morretti and half a dozen goons.
"Heyyyy, Mr. Morrettti, what's shakin'?"
"Can it Antonio! What are you? some sort of chronicly depressed lemming? Why do you continue to disrespect me by stealing from me again?"
Big Game stood up from the ground and wrapped around his body a towel that was thrown at him by one of Morretti's goons. He then turned towards Morretti giving him a half apologetic, half innocent look as he spoke.
"Look... um... Well the thing is... well... er, I kinda went crazy for a while there. Stuff on my mind you know."
"Forget it Antonio, im not interested. I should just kill you and have done with it, but that painting you stole was worth a lot of money, and it's cost a hell of a lot to track you down."
"Hey no problem. I'l square up with you."
Morretti clicked his fingers and a sleazy lawyer type came from behind him holding a small leather bound ledger. Without uttering a word the man handed the book to Big Game who straight away started to rifle through the pages. As he began to study the figures Big Game's face turned an unhealthy shade of green.
"You gotta be kidding me? There are third world countries that have less debt."
"Im far beyond kidding Antonio. I suggest you get your @ss back to the Isles and start looking for some jobs. Don't dawdle either; first payment is due at the end of the week." Morretti said as he started to walk away from Big Game.
Once Morretti and his goons dissapeared Big Game started to scratch his chin in contemplation...
Hmmm, I wonder if Morretti will get narked if I tried to bum the cash to get a flight back to the Isles?...
((Hullo everybody. Thought I would write up a quick little something to both help celebrate my return the game, as well as give a little IC reasoning behind Big Game's return to the Isles. Im looking forward to catching up with all my old friends, as well as making some new ones very soon.