Post by Max Florez on Apr 21, 2009 23:41:43 GMT -5
August 5th, 2008, 10:22 a.m.
Max, Joey, and Lola are back at Lola's place in Broker. They're sitting in her living room, Max and Joey on the couch, and Lola in the armchair. Max and Joey each have their pistol. The three of them are chatting.
"I can't believe you got all that stuff for a hundred and twenty bucks."
"I know, right."
"What all did you get?"
"Two neoprene full-face masks. One of them black, for me. The other grey, for Joey. Four leg holsters, all black. Two left-handed, two right-handed. Two pairs of federal B-D-U pants. One black, one grey. And two web belts."
"All that for a hundred and twenty dollars?"
"Yup. It was five bucks for each belt; twenty for each pair of pants; ten for each holster; and ten for each mask. With ten bucks in shipping and handling."
"So, when's it supposed to get here?"
"Surprisingly, tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?"
"Yeah. The site I ordered the stuff from not only had really low prices on all the items, and low shipping and handling fees, but also had a next day delivery guarantee. If the stuff doesn't show up at our apartment, sometime tomorrow, they're gonna give us half the money back."
"Damn, that's a sweet deal."
"Yup. Do I know how to pick 'em, or what?"
"Yup."
"So, tomorrow when that stuff shows up, we can get strapped and ready to rock."
"What happens if it doesn't show up?"
"Well, than we can sit around and think about what we're gonna spend the extra sixty bucks on."
"Don't forget, we still gotta go get a TV for the apartment."
"Yeah. You wanna go do that now?"
"Yeah. Let's go."
"Lola, you wanna come?"
"Sure."
They leave and go out to the Vigero, which is parked in the driveway. Then, they go back across the East Borough Bridge to Bohan.
August 5th, 2008, 10:35 a.m.
Money on hand:
$30.00
Money in Bank:
$3,280.00
Weapons on hand:
1 Black 1911 Colt .45 - 37 rounds
1 Chrome 1911 Colt .45 - 38 rounds (With Joey)
Weapons in cache:
1 Black 1911 Colt .45 - 9 rounds
2 MP5 SMGs - 120 rounds
1 Pump-action shotgun - 15 rounds
Max, Joey, and Lola are back at Lola's place in Broker. They're sitting in her living room, Max and Joey on the couch, and Lola in the armchair. Max and Joey each have their pistol. The three of them are chatting.
"I can't believe you got all that stuff for a hundred and twenty bucks."
"I know, right."
"What all did you get?"
"Two neoprene full-face masks. One of them black, for me. The other grey, for Joey. Four leg holsters, all black. Two left-handed, two right-handed. Two pairs of federal B-D-U pants. One black, one grey. And two web belts."
"All that for a hundred and twenty dollars?"
"Yup. It was five bucks for each belt; twenty for each pair of pants; ten for each holster; and ten for each mask. With ten bucks in shipping and handling."
"So, when's it supposed to get here?"
"Surprisingly, tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?"
"Yeah. The site I ordered the stuff from not only had really low prices on all the items, and low shipping and handling fees, but also had a next day delivery guarantee. If the stuff doesn't show up at our apartment, sometime tomorrow, they're gonna give us half the money back."
"Damn, that's a sweet deal."
"Yup. Do I know how to pick 'em, or what?"
"Yup."
"So, tomorrow when that stuff shows up, we can get strapped and ready to rock."
"What happens if it doesn't show up?"
"Well, than we can sit around and think about what we're gonna spend the extra sixty bucks on."
"Don't forget, we still gotta go get a TV for the apartment."
"Yeah. You wanna go do that now?"
"Yeah. Let's go."
"Lola, you wanna come?"
"Sure."
They leave and go out to the Vigero, which is parked in the driveway. Then, they go back across the East Borough Bridge to Bohan.
August 5th, 2008, 10:35 a.m.
Money on hand:
$30.00
Money in Bank:
$3,280.00
Weapons on hand:
1 Black 1911 Colt .45 - 37 rounds
1 Chrome 1911 Colt .45 - 38 rounds (With Joey)
Weapons in cache:
1 Black 1911 Colt .45 - 9 rounds
2 MP5 SMGs - 120 rounds
1 Pump-action shotgun - 15 rounds