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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/13/2015 5:14:09 AM
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Argentina, Buenos Aires, 20:30
On the balcony of a hotel, a certain enigmatic stranger looks out at the nighttime cityscape, bright headlights and red taillights moved through the city streets below. On the floor infront of the stranger lays a rectangular box with antennas and cables coming out of it, it looked like a relic of the past, but it served it's purpose well. The stranger turned knobs and dials to adjusted wavelengths and frequencies until just the right setting was found, and dialed. The signal went out, and with the set frequency, the call should reach the phone of a certain well known drug dealer regardless of location in the south american continent. Now all the stranger had to do was wait.
"Pick up Eduardo"
((Desert, or whoever narrates the cartel))
English
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"Hello?" [i]A Hispanic voice says on the other end of the line.[/i]
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" Welly welly, zat you Eddy? " A cheerful voice responds.
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[i] The voice on the other end chuckles.[/i] "Yeah, this is me. Whatchu need?"
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"Ol' humble Dandy Boy needs nothing this time o' me brother. This is more of an advice call, concerning events which you may or may not be involved in"
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"Go on."
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" My birds up north have uncovered some foul play going on with the New York Mafia and a ruffian questioning them about firearms. Tension me brother. And as an ever ubiquitous dealer who looks down on no one, I really do not like having to pick sides. So with you as one of my favorite people to deal with, here is my advice. I would suggest you do not deal with the GRC, something tells me the repercussions will not be worth it"
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"Alright esè, we owe you one."
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"But not at all droogie. I like giving out freebies every now and then, keeps me friendly, keeps me popular"
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[i] Eduardo chuckles.[/i] "Alright esè."
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"Well then. Cherio" The call ends.
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(End)
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[b]Killua picks up the call[/b] " yeah bro whatchu need?"
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"Eh" You hear the caller say in confusion. "Who's this?"
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" im what you might call a worker in the cartel ese. Whatchu need"
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"Put Eddy on the phone chavvy, tell him it's .." You hear a sigh. " .. tell him it's [i]'flaco'[/i]"
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"Ight ese ima put you on hold and shit." [b]You hear a click and mexican rap starts playing[/b]
