Str:20 II Spd: 95 II Acc: 60 II Int: 20 End: 50
Stains hit my phone cus I'm trapping like a b***h. Facetimin' with the plug but my phone on 3%. Moving product from the naval became like second nature to him. Within months Thaddeus was a major player in West Blue's drug game. His rumble powder had been hopping off the shelves ever since it arrived on the scene. Now sitting comfortably in his warehouse office Thaddeus watched over the exportation of the drug. It was his new job, after meeting with the Coils the family would give him a hefty load for him to get his business started. Taking shop in a run down old abandoned factory Thaddeus got it started hustling his way up from petty street kids and corner boys. Moving bags all across the city. Reclining in his boss chair Thaddeus sparked a fat cigar, loads of cash around him life was simple and it was good. The police already paid to look the other way, or already addicted to the powder already.
Taking steps from his office Thaddeus would watch as the scientist concentrated crystallized iodine using some sort of scientific what you call it, Though this was Thaddeus' recipe he did things a little more simplistic, he never imagined it getting to a mass exportation level. Naturally some changes were made to the way the production went down, but now using cheaper ingredients and quicker methods Thaddeus could get out the most for his buck. Soon the Rumble powder craze hit, and it boomed more then crack in the 80's. Thaddeus' trap house was jumping I repeat Thaddeus' trap house was jumping. Fiends were line up for days, unfortunately for the government unemployment rose to a record high. People stopped going to work in favor of getting high, Poverty rose some people couldn't control themselves and the powder rearranged their minds into only craving one thing, and naturally crime rose. Crime rose so drastically that the 5 mafia families of West Blue starting warring again after year of a non aggression pact after Capone Bege wiped 4 families out. Now it seemed 3 of the families were rebelling against the Coils for their domination of the Drug Trade.
So naturally there was a pretty big target on Thaddeus' back. and to think only weeks ago he was a nobody. Walking down the metal steps past the Doctors brewing up the endorphimine that turns the crystallized Iodine into a hardened rock form. From there Thaddeus would continue walking down the production line, watching the little street kids from west blue carefully scale out each rock and bag it by the gram.
Watching the product move onto the little horse drawn carriage he'd check the route one more time. This shipment was supposed to move across the island to and from The Ocean's naval to Kano Country mapping it out Thaddeus never like using the main roads, what they were doing was illegal there was no reason to use the main streets and attract unnecessary attention. Thaddeus wanted to move through Toroa but that had been recently occupied by a Rival mafia family. Already knowing he had no choice but to move it through the backstreets of Ridus Village. The hub of no good mercenaries willing to kill anyone for a quick buck. How Thaddeus hated that dreaded village and after spending the last couple months in the west Thaddeus knew all too well that Ridas village wasn't just as bad as he thought it was worse. A paradise for the worst kind of scum a poverty stricken village were money rules everything and no one has any idea how to make any besides stealing and robbing. When the villagers realized their talents could be used overseas as soldiers for hire everyone hoped on board that train. Thaddeus thought back to the time he'd spend in the village. He thought of how he and Nima used to flirt there. And endless array of thoughts attacked his mind, he thought about how his partner died to that piece of s**t marine kid. The ginger marksmen went contrary to his beliefs, watching as his boys sent the shipment off on it's way to Ridus armed escorts tagging along to make sure everything would go down easy peezy lemon squeezy. Now in his decorated in high quality oak, Thaddeus would face himself in the mirror. Loads of money at his feet. After emerging from prison he would become a completely changed man. His mindset was devoted his own self betterment. Rather then hunt down the boy for honor and revenge. Thaddeus decided to let bigons be bigons and pursue his own dream. Turning back to his chair Thaddeus poured himself a glass of bourbon. Expecting his package to reach Denueve at any moment. Taking a moment to exhale smoke, on the contrary to the 38 kilos the old girl would be expecting. She'd be confronted with a 38lb bomb capable of blowing up half a city block. Taking Denueve out would allow Thaddeus to now take control of the Coil's west blue empire. His reputation for cunning precede him, the men who worked under him now were well aware that the ginger marksmen was plotting some sort of coup. They only kept their mouth shut not out of fear, but for simply wanting to be on the winning side. Without their leader the Coil family would fall from the grace of west blue. And with their enemies now surrounding them, they'd be forced to flee West blue on whatever vessel would offer them charity. Sitting back in his chair overnight Thaddeus would be come the new Kingpin of west blue. Even with the falling out of Misses 2 and 3 Thaddeus and the rest of the organization didn't seem to skip a beat. Business was going better then usual, They'd conquered more territories then ever before, they had more power more influence. And what did those two unloyal f*cks do? Jump ship at the first sign of adversity. It just goes to show you how putting faith in people at the end will just end up getting you hurt.
Reclining now in the local Tavern at Ridus Village, Baroque works members had flooded every corner of West Blue. Except of course Ridus Village. They stayed loyal to Phinia after her departure from the organization. See this kinda stuff was exactly why peace could never truly be accomplished in the realistic world people weren't just allowed to jump ship. It was abnormally quiet for such a lively place like Ridus, at nearly every hour of the night you could hear drunkards and soldiers waling away sea shanties all throughout the night. However today the drunks fell silent, the village had taken a more somber tone. All passerbyers wearing a grim remark on their faces. "The hells a matter with them?" Thaddeus would ask one of his subordinates. Perhaps the villagers were just unhappy to see him, which they had every right to be, he came to raid an pillage the town. However the unorthodox behavior of the citizens spooked him. Before Thaddeus shot up anything he wanted to know if his suspicious were correct. Instructing his men, Mr. 0 would send out his people in order to collect information about the local rumors. The information which Thaddeus would be granted in return would catch him completely off guard. "Dead?! Seriously? Phinia dead?!" Breaking out into abrupt laughter no wonder why the villagers looked so gloomy, they'd lost their precious snow fox.
"Awwwe, how unfortunate. I'll never get the chance to skin that slender little petite frame." Spiting on her name Thaddeus would growl. "Good riddance, treacherous scum. I wish I coulda seen her go ~hahaha!" Mr. 0 would share a laugh with his goons, cherishing a sudden series of good luck. A loose end tying itself up? Without Thaddeus having to lift a finger? Things were finally beginning to look up for him, he'd come a long way from the jail food and hospital beds from 1 year ago. Yes a lot has changed, It was about time that Thaddeus gave Dekura a call, while he didn't convert South Blue into the pirate paradise. Partly due to the fact that Dekura leveled the entire location. But because there was such a major backlash to the event that a new wave of Marine patriotism. South Blue went from a outlaw's safe haven to a no mans land for all whom would even all themselves thieves. Thaddeus was surprised he didn't see a backlash from the seas to this incoming marine occupation. No, none of these younger pirates seem to care. It was honestly quite appalling. Had new age pirates lost their backbones. It was nearly 6 years ago since Illuah shot him in that bar in Carmine town. So many good memories there, he couldn't be the only one who was sad to see the great south blue dwindle underneath the mighty thumb of the World Government. Sparking a cigar, Thaddeus would move forth from his position. Moving toward the center of the village.
Standing ontop of a barrel of sorts Thaddeus would prepare to give his first official address since his coronation. Taking out one of his light pistols, Thaddeus would fire 3 blindingly bright bullets into the air, catching the attention of all those nearby. Clearing his throat, the ginger haired assassin would smile and say. "Good citizens of Ridus Village, Greetings!" Excitedly he would begin his speech. "I know you all morn the loss of your dearly beloved leader, and I know this might come a little sooner then you'd all expected." Pointing his guns toward the crowd, Thaddeus' men would recognize the signal and do the same. "But this is a hostile takeover..." The grimace on his face finally revealing itself. One by one Thaddeus and his underlings would round up the civilians forcing them all to meet into the town square. "I didn't want to kick you all when you were down. But it seems like the village is left unprotected." Looking over at one of the younger millions members, they would understand this was their que to cause some mayhem. Lobing a molotov cocktail at the local mayors office. Setting the building ablaze. "Everything in the western seaboard is mine!" Smirking Baroque works agents would preseed to destroy everything that even reminded Thaddeus of Phinia the deserter. Any person whom was previously in contact with her or was an acquaintance of hers would be taken into a back alley and beaten by the gangs of millions members Thaddeus always walked around with. Finally west blue would be completely unified under his banner, there was no one stronger on this side of the globe to oppose his control. Baroque Works had cemented it's place as the strongest gang in West Blue. and with Thaddeus as their leader, they could potentially do anything. "What now boss?" a member would ask, guns aimed at the rest of the townsfolk. "Let them go. They are underneath our protection now." Mr. 0 would say taking deep rips of his cigar. "However these mercenaries here are to join our organization. All those who are opposed to the idea of joining. See how opposed they are to the lead bullet alternative." The ginger haired assassin would chuckle, allowing the citizens of the village to go free now. Watching them scurry for water to fight the incoming blaze. Thaddeus' banner would fly high above the city now, snapping his fingers he and his gang would jump aboard The Dutch Runner, setting sail back for Kano. There the could recline in style for a bit, before heading out on their next mission. Laughing hysterically all the way to the ship Thaddeus couldn't believe Phinia managed to get herself killed... so quickly. It must have been fate, if not she and the entirety of Ridus Village would have been destroyed and subsequently conquered by the organization. Departing from Ridus The Dutch Runners black sails would hang down of the mass. Revealing Thaddeus' family insignia.
Taking steps from his office Thaddeus would watch as the scientist concentrated crystallized iodine using some sort of scientific what you call it, Though this was Thaddeus' recipe he did things a little more simplistic, he never imagined it getting to a mass exportation level. Naturally some changes were made to the way the production went down, but now using cheaper ingredients and quicker methods Thaddeus could get out the most for his buck. Soon the Rumble powder craze hit, and it boomed more then crack in the 80's. Thaddeus' trap house was jumping I repeat Thaddeus' trap house was jumping. Fiends were line up for days, unfortunately for the government unemployment rose to a record high. People stopped going to work in favor of getting high, Poverty rose some people couldn't control themselves and the powder rearranged their minds into only craving one thing, and naturally crime rose. Crime rose so drastically that the 5 mafia families of West Blue starting warring again after year of a non aggression pact after Capone Bege wiped 4 families out. Now it seemed 3 of the families were rebelling against the Coils for their domination of the Drug Trade.
So naturally there was a pretty big target on Thaddeus' back. and to think only weeks ago he was a nobody. Walking down the metal steps past the Doctors brewing up the endorphimine that turns the crystallized Iodine into a hardened rock form. From there Thaddeus would continue walking down the production line, watching the little street kids from west blue carefully scale out each rock and bag it by the gram.
Watching the product move onto the little horse drawn carriage he'd check the route one more time. This shipment was supposed to move across the island to and from The Ocean's naval to Kano Country mapping it out Thaddeus never like using the main roads, what they were doing was illegal there was no reason to use the main streets and attract unnecessary attention. Thaddeus wanted to move through Toroa but that had been recently occupied by a Rival mafia family. Already knowing he had no choice but to move it through the backstreets of Ridus Village. The hub of no good mercenaries willing to kill anyone for a quick buck. How Thaddeus hated that dreaded village and after spending the last couple months in the west Thaddeus knew all too well that Ridas village wasn't just as bad as he thought it was worse. A paradise for the worst kind of scum a poverty stricken village were money rules everything and no one has any idea how to make any besides stealing and robbing. When the villagers realized their talents could be used overseas as soldiers for hire everyone hoped on board that train. Thaddeus thought back to the time he'd spend in the village. He thought of how he and Nima used to flirt there. And endless array of thoughts attacked his mind, he thought about how his partner died to that piece of s**t marine kid. The ginger marksmen went contrary to his beliefs, watching as his boys sent the shipment off on it's way to Ridus armed escorts tagging along to make sure everything would go down easy peezy lemon squeezy. Now in his decorated in high quality oak, Thaddeus would face himself in the mirror. Loads of money at his feet. After emerging from prison he would become a completely changed man. His mindset was devoted his own self betterment. Rather then hunt down the boy for honor and revenge. Thaddeus decided to let bigons be bigons and pursue his own dream. Turning back to his chair Thaddeus poured himself a glass of bourbon. Expecting his package to reach Denueve at any moment. Taking a moment to exhale smoke, on the contrary to the 38 kilos the old girl would be expecting. She'd be confronted with a 38lb bomb capable of blowing up half a city block. Taking Denueve out would allow Thaddeus to now take control of the Coil's west blue empire. His reputation for cunning precede him, the men who worked under him now were well aware that the ginger marksmen was plotting some sort of coup. They only kept their mouth shut not out of fear, but for simply wanting to be on the winning side. Without their leader the Coil family would fall from the grace of west blue. And with their enemies now surrounding them, they'd be forced to flee West blue on whatever vessel would offer them charity. Sitting back in his chair overnight Thaddeus would be come the new Kingpin of west blue. Even with the falling out of Misses 2 and 3 Thaddeus and the rest of the organization didn't seem to skip a beat. Business was going better then usual, They'd conquered more territories then ever before, they had more power more influence. And what did those two unloyal f*cks do? Jump ship at the first sign of adversity. It just goes to show you how putting faith in people at the end will just end up getting you hurt.
Reclining now in the local Tavern at Ridus Village, Baroque works members had flooded every corner of West Blue. Except of course Ridus Village. They stayed loyal to Phinia after her departure from the organization. See this kinda stuff was exactly why peace could never truly be accomplished in the realistic world people weren't just allowed to jump ship. It was abnormally quiet for such a lively place like Ridus, at nearly every hour of the night you could hear drunkards and soldiers waling away sea shanties all throughout the night. However today the drunks fell silent, the village had taken a more somber tone. All passerbyers wearing a grim remark on their faces. "The hells a matter with them?" Thaddeus would ask one of his subordinates. Perhaps the villagers were just unhappy to see him, which they had every right to be, he came to raid an pillage the town. However the unorthodox behavior of the citizens spooked him. Before Thaddeus shot up anything he wanted to know if his suspicious were correct. Instructing his men, Mr. 0 would send out his people in order to collect information about the local rumors. The information which Thaddeus would be granted in return would catch him completely off guard. "Dead?! Seriously? Phinia dead?!" Breaking out into abrupt laughter no wonder why the villagers looked so gloomy, they'd lost their precious snow fox.
"Awwwe, how unfortunate. I'll never get the chance to skin that slender little petite frame." Spiting on her name Thaddeus would growl. "Good riddance, treacherous scum. I wish I coulda seen her go ~hahaha!" Mr. 0 would share a laugh with his goons, cherishing a sudden series of good luck. A loose end tying itself up? Without Thaddeus having to lift a finger? Things were finally beginning to look up for him, he'd come a long way from the jail food and hospital beds from 1 year ago. Yes a lot has changed, It was about time that Thaddeus gave Dekura a call, while he didn't convert South Blue into the pirate paradise. Partly due to the fact that Dekura leveled the entire location. But because there was such a major backlash to the event that a new wave of Marine patriotism. South Blue went from a outlaw's safe haven to a no mans land for all whom would even all themselves thieves. Thaddeus was surprised he didn't see a backlash from the seas to this incoming marine occupation. No, none of these younger pirates seem to care. It was honestly quite appalling. Had new age pirates lost their backbones. It was nearly 6 years ago since Illuah shot him in that bar in Carmine town. So many good memories there, he couldn't be the only one who was sad to see the great south blue dwindle underneath the mighty thumb of the World Government. Sparking a cigar, Thaddeus would move forth from his position. Moving toward the center of the village.
Standing ontop of a barrel of sorts Thaddeus would prepare to give his first official address since his coronation. Taking out one of his light pistols, Thaddeus would fire 3 blindingly bright bullets into the air, catching the attention of all those nearby. Clearing his throat, the ginger haired assassin would smile and say. "Good citizens of Ridus Village, Greetings!" Excitedly he would begin his speech. "I know you all morn the loss of your dearly beloved leader, and I know this might come a little sooner then you'd all expected." Pointing his guns toward the crowd, Thaddeus' men would recognize the signal and do the same. "But this is a hostile takeover..." The grimace on his face finally revealing itself. One by one Thaddeus and his underlings would round up the civilians forcing them all to meet into the town square. "I didn't want to kick you all when you were down. But it seems like the village is left unprotected." Looking over at one of the younger millions members, they would understand this was their que to cause some mayhem. Lobing a molotov cocktail at the local mayors office. Setting the building ablaze. "Everything in the western seaboard is mine!" Smirking Baroque works agents would preseed to destroy everything that even reminded Thaddeus of Phinia the deserter. Any person whom was previously in contact with her or was an acquaintance of hers would be taken into a back alley and beaten by the gangs of millions members Thaddeus always walked around with. Finally west blue would be completely unified under his banner, there was no one stronger on this side of the globe to oppose his control. Baroque Works had cemented it's place as the strongest gang in West Blue. and with Thaddeus as their leader, they could potentially do anything. "What now boss?" a member would ask, guns aimed at the rest of the townsfolk. "Let them go. They are underneath our protection now." Mr. 0 would say taking deep rips of his cigar. "However these mercenaries here are to join our organization. All those who are opposed to the idea of joining. See how opposed they are to the lead bullet alternative." The ginger haired assassin would chuckle, allowing the citizens of the village to go free now. Watching them scurry for water to fight the incoming blaze. Thaddeus' banner would fly high above the city now, snapping his fingers he and his gang would jump aboard The Dutch Runner, setting sail back for Kano. There the could recline in style for a bit, before heading out on their next mission. Laughing hysterically all the way to the ship Thaddeus couldn't believe Phinia managed to get herself killed... so quickly. It must have been fate, if not she and the entirety of Ridus Village would have been destroyed and subsequently conquered by the organization. Departing from Ridus The Dutch Runners black sails would hang down of the mass. Revealing Thaddeus' family insignia.
[Takeover: Ridus Village~!]
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