NationStates Jolt Archive

"Ayo Jamal! How much money we make dis week?" yelled a large man in a purple shirt and similarly colored durag.

"I counted 10 G's" said another man, donning a purple basketball jersey

"Pssh, dats it? I gotta idea, aight now listen up" the first man spoke. It looked as if a light had just gone off in his head. "Here's what we gon' do. There is are hella people out there that would kill fo' dis shit, I say we go global"

"Yo, Ty, are you fo' real right now, cuz if you are, I got you on dis move"
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- 15 days later -

Portland's docks were alive with activity as dozens of 8th Street Kings came to and fro, packing up boxes of their own specialized drug, "Whiplash". They had hired several large boats, and were now ready to market their drug around the world. These guys had no problems in killing people over turf, and were going to use that mentality to gain drug trade control in major cities in foreign lands.

(OOC- who is goin to let me in?

ooc: What are the effects of 'Whiplash'?

ooc: What are the effects of 'Whiplash'?

Whiplash is something like an incredibly addictive ecstacy

Whiplash is something like an incredibly addictive ecstacy

Nice. Errikland will never allow this within our nation, but I think that I have a couple protectorates who may appricate it . . .

The "gangsta" talk annoys me, but it seems like a good story, kind of. I think I'll join if I/we get a more direct story.

Can new gangs rise up, goverment funded rivals? And what would you do if one of your nations you are selling drugs in would fall into a civil war??

A new gang in Portland would not last long, a rival gang in your country would be different. During a civil war, we would likely just sit back and watch.

A letter was sent to the concerned parties.

My sources inform me that you have a new product that you would like to market abroad. My organization has a foothold in The Community as well as The Free City of Ceyol. An associate of mine will be arriving at your docks shortly to make a purchase. After this purchase, we will do a market test, after which you will be permitted to operate in our territories, provided you follow our rules and see that we receive our appropriate cut of the action. My contact's name is Sean St. Michael, and he should arrive in several days' time. I look forward to hearing the results of this transaction.

~Cassius

Drug Lords of, The 8th Street Kings

We have heared of your exploits and would like you to corrupt the goverment
of Siap and we will supply you with a thousand MP-5, retractable stock with
red dot aiming sights. Also for your more hardcore troops or "gang bangers"
we would like to offer a hundred VEPRs.

If, you do chance, try to invade our country with drugs your necks will be
broken and eaten by our troops and our native peoples. And we shall have
festivals to remember your death.

A Hopeful Friend,
Emperor Airch Niel

OOC: No offence Siap, you're just the only one biting to his drugs sceam

"Ayo Ty, read dis shit" said Jamal, wearing the same clothes as before

"Nah, read it to me B" said Tyrone, playing around with a brand new Berreta

"Some nigga from Siap says hes down fo' a deal, he gon' meet us at the docks to-night"

"Well, lets hit it" Ty said, as he cocked his gun.
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Tyrone and Jamal sat on the docks, surrounded by a good number of other gang members. Marijuana smoke and broken forty ounces were abundant, as the men watched over their stacked crates full of the "Whiplash"

OOC: Is there any way someone from my nation can get ahold of your people? i think it would be of some interest to both of us, Alejandro Acosta, the biggest drug lord in my nation wishes to get ahold of your people, he usually don't deal in anything other than Cocaine and heroin but in this case he is willing to make an exception...

please get back to me...

OOC: Is there any way someone from my nation can get ahold of your people? i think it would be of some interest to both of us, Alejandro Acosta, the biggest drug lord in my nation wishes to get ahold of your people, he usually don't deal in anything other than Cocaine and heroin but in this case he is willing to make an exception...

please get back to me...

You can just make a phone call

The Council of Imperium waited for a reply from the 8th Street Kings. Meanwhile the first gang ever had formed in the Emperium, the Latican Head Hunters.

The only carried Kar98k's with bayonet attachments. Their gang attire was a golden vest with satin pants. Their heads adorned cut-down-the-middle military-issue caps.

They had recently gotten in a scramble with the Jiman and three police laid dead. The Emperor might have to call on the 8th Street Kings to quell this gang if the UnCami ca't.

(OOC: These men are white, for what its worth. Most Siapians are of either slavic or celtic descent, but other races)

IC:

A small dinghy pulled up to the docks. One man lit a flare so that they would not needlessly scare their newfound suppliers. One man held a Steyr AUG close to his chest, while the others smoked, and pointed their MP-9s towards the water. They wanted to appear armed, but non-threatening. All of them were smoking.

A pale man with black hair, sunglasses and a duffel bag got off the boat and walked towards the men. He looked around.

"Let's make this brief." He threw his cigarette to the ground. "I have ten grand in used tens and twenties. Do you have what I need, or will my boss have to pay all of your families a visit?"

Drug Lord Alejandro Acosta sat in his mansion in the southern suburbs of Osteia smoking a big cuban cigar watching a Humphry Bogart movie with a gold Deagle on the table in front of him, he sat there puffing the cigar when a knock was heard at the door,

"Boss, we were given a way to contact these guys from Portland..."

Acosta didn't look away from the movie but simply replyed,

"Yeah, uhh..set up a meeting..i want a piece of this, now..lemme watch my fucking movie.."

"Yes Boss"

The man left and headed down to the study where he picked up a phone and dialed the number,

"Yeah, when? where...?"

"Ay, whitie waz crackin?" Tyrone said, coughing from a pull on the blunt he just handed back to Jamal, and going up to give the man a pound.

"Yo shits right hur" Jamal said, sweeping his hand over a crate.

One of the men in the rear of the gang, obviously high out of his mind laughed out "Uh oh, white boy gun' find ma family"

That was immediatly followed by an outburst of laughter from four men he was sitting with.

ooc: I have two nations that would be viable sources for selling your drug, thought in both you'll be a legit buisness(for one, it's suicide to try to run a buisness illegally, and the other you'll get no customers). Both are open to buisness applications(names being Commercial Enterprise and Losti)

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OOC: No offence Siap, you're just the only one biting to his drugs sceam

OOC: I am not. A rather nasty sydnicate in my nation is. While I have not ICly seen your encoded message, I should remind you my active military is larger than your total population.

"Yeah, when? where...?"

"Meet us at ma crib at 208 Mott Street, 9 o'clock tommorow night" said a man, who identified himself as Marcus.

"Ay, whitie waz crackin?" Tyrone said, coughing from a pull on the blunt he just handed back to Jamal, and going up to give the man a pound.

"Yo shits right hur" Jamal said, sweeping his hand over a crate.

One of the men in the rear of the gang, obviously high out of his mind laughed out "Uh oh, white boy gun' find ma family"

That was immediatly followed by an outburst of laughter from four men he was sitting with.

Sean let the slight pass. "You wanna open the crate?"

The Latican Head Hunter, "shota", or leader sat in his leather chair that was neatly behind an oak core and maple finished desk; which was decorated with nice pens, and on the top was a map of the Latican Empire, and what he had hit.

A gang, older then them, but showing slightly less income had been formed and the shota believed it was time to form a new alliance.

Meanwhile he had his "Tormenta Class" troops or TT-Troops; which, by his order, had adorned a riducloius general-issue outfit and an outdated gun. He was about to make a new addition to their uniform, a gas mask a long black coat.

These TT-Troops were merely a disctraction whilst the real army was being created, the "General Class" gang bangers or Alco had a VERY different uniform. They wore army-style black pants and a golden shirt that was tucked in a tighlty fitted using a general issue black leather belt. Their weapon was a FN P90 and their riflemen used the IMI TAVOR Tar-21 assualt rifles.

All-in-all the shota had a thousand TT-Troops under him and another thousand Alcos under his wing. Finding new recruits would be hard in his civilized world, maybe he should branch out.

"Aight" Tyrone said "Lets bust it open"

With that, a crowbar was brought forward, and the box was opened to reveal several large bags of little pink pills.

OOC: I am not. A rather nasty sydnicate in my nation is. While I have not ICly seen your encoded message, I should remind you my active military is larger than your total population.

Why do you think I was being so nice, lol :-p So just change the private message to his under-ground orginization 8th Street Kinds.

OOC: Hey, 8th Street. Are you guna reply to my coded message after your done with your current deal?

"Meet us at ma crib at 208 Mott Street, 9 o'clock tommorow night" said a man, who identified himself as Marcus.


The man on the other end of the line replyed in a thick latin accent,

"Of course, we will see you then...oh, and uh..may buisness prosper..and good evening"

The man had not indentified himself just simply hung up the phone....

He returned to Acosta's office,

"I have arranged a meeting at 208 Mott Street in Portland tomorrow, at a place called ...Ma Crib?"

"Good, good...err...Jose..i want you to handle this personally, take some of our best with you...if they try and fuck you! FUCKING kill them! cut their fucking heads off!"

"Boss" the man nodded and left the room quietly..

"Why the fuck can't i watch Bogart in peace...god damn it!"

OOC: Hey, 8th Street. Are you guna reply to my coded message after your done with your current deal?

I will, in time

To 8th Street OOC: Ok

IC:

The shota sent out a group of his Alcos to try and get a meeting with the
8th Street Kings. Although the shota new they would find them he needed to think if he actually wanted to be partners with these people.

All though he was a criminial he still had concepts, like many other boys of his country, of honor and trusts. He highly doubted those buffons would have any of that, and if they did it was probable held back for his own race.
And if it was that would show prominent ignorance.

We quickly re-diverted his attention to his next plan to rack in a load of cash from the Blue Relax drugs that was suppose to be for military personnel only.

But soon his attention returned to the 8th Street Kinds, maybe I could offer them a few guns, possible a supply of Blue Relax drugs, ah well. We'll see when the time comes.

Secretly, a number of the 8th Street boys had snuck their way into Gente del Agua, and little by little, they began to introduce whiplash on the market.

OOC: Well, that would be highly un-likely, cuz if this where another war-like RP, the UnCami probable would have shot all of them dead, but since this is a gang RP why not. And it isn't the Gente Del Agua, its the Latican Republic.

IC:

"Shota," A man with an overwhelmingly thick Nicaraguan accent addressed his leader. "We found some new assholes moving in on our territory, we think it's the 8th Street Kings."

"Kill an eight of the bastards we know got in here and then schedule an 'appointment' with their leaders, meanwhile I want surveliance on the rest of the 8th Street boys." The shota decided to dress-up in a full black tux that day, but quickly wrinkled it as he got up. "Those mother fuckers get any, your heard me, ANY! Of my boys sick they are FUCKING DEAD, UNDERSTOOD DEAD!"

The Nicaraguan man quickly replied, "Yes, sir. I'll tell all our troops to watch out for it."

And so an eight of the "known" 8th Street members were killed.

"Aight" Tyrone said "Lets bust it open"

With that, a crowbar was brought forward, and the box was opened to reveal several large bags of little pink pills.

"Looks good." He turned to the men. "Start loading it up." He tossed the duffel bag to the dealers.

floundering bump

Jamal grabbed the bag and opened it up. "Easy money, eeeeasy money" he said, grinning from ear to ear.

Two black Mercedes S600's pulled out front of a building on 208 Mott street in Portland, one after another the occupants all climbed out of the cars, a third Mercedes parked farther up the street to watch their backs. The man known as Jose, one of Acosta's main men nodded to the others, he wore a tan suit and sun glasses although it was dark, the others were dressed in black suits,

"Ok, we go in there..get a piece of the action and see this thing through, Boss want's his hand in the cookie jar on this one..don't fuck it up..and keep your guns away but ready to blast.."

The others nodded, one after another they all cocked their MP5k's and hand guns. Jose and three other guys walked up the door and knocked three times..

**Bang, Bang, bang..**

The others watched the street and perimiter for the guys at the door...

Acosta's men didn't fuck around when it came to buisness..

Jamal grabbed the bag and opened it up. "Easy money, eeeeasy money" he said, grinning from ear to ear.

"We'll be in touch". The boat drove off into the night with the merchandise. In the distance a plane engine could be heard.

Official Communique of the Office of the Imperial Government of the Empire of Pure Japan

From: Tenzo Abe, Imperial Minister for Foreign Affairs of the Empire of Pure Japan
To: The International Community

The Empire of Pure Japan is a nation which prides itself on it's valiant efforts to combat the illegal trade in banned narcotics. The Empire will do all it can in it's partnership with the nations of the world to help in the common fight against the vile plagues of gangsterism, banditism, addiction and social corruption, all of which infect nations via the trade in illegal drugs.

The Empire has been alerted to the presence of a gang of criminal drug dealers, known as the '8th Street Kings', who have apparently taken over control of the lawless and anarchic city of Portland and now use their control over Portland as a base for their global trade in illegal drugs. This has made the city of Portland the epicentre of the global trade in human misery, addiction, international crime and corruption.

The Empire will not tolerate this unacceptable situation and the Empire is of the strong belief that the international community of nations also shares the Empire's view and concern for what is happening in Portland.

The Empire thus informs the international community of nations that the Prime Minister of the Empire of Pure Japan, Prince Fumimaro Konoe, has given the authorisation for the dispatch of 10,000 troops of the Imperial Pure Japanese Army (IPJA) and 2,000 marine troops of the Imperial Pure Japanese Navy (IPJN), to the city of Portland.

The tasks of the IPJA and IPJN troops deployed to Portland are to eliminate, with full military force, the '8th Street Kings' gang, to eliminate all other criminal gangs and crime syndicates, to close down all illegal drug production facilities and factories and to liberate the city of Portland from it's current suffocation under the yoke of criminal tyranny.

The Empire assures all members of the international community that this occupation of Portland by the Imperial Pure Japanese Armed Forces (IPJAF) is not in any way an act of imperialism or an attempt at the colonisation of Portland, on the behalf of the Empire.

The Empire and the IPJAF will govern the city of Portland until ALL criminal elements are no more and the illegal drugs industry is no more in the city of Portland.

May the international community of nations support our noble mission and may we all work together to combat the global threat of drugs and the dangers they pose to all of our nations.

From:

Imperial Minister for Foreign Affairs of the Empire of Pure Japan

Tenzo Abe

AT 208 Mott Street

The door to the small two story apartment opened just a crack. "Who you be?" came a voice from inside. Another face peered out a second floor window from behind filthy curtains.

Seeing the moves by Pure Japan, the Military and Police forces of Portland got ready for battle. The news of the impending war splashed across television screens across the tiny city-state. Even the Kings prepared to fight against the invaders. They started getting a T-34 that they purchased off the black market ready in an underground parking garage they ran, and began locking and loading their assortment of guns. Finally, as a last resort, Tyrone called up his allies in the Corporate Alliance, in case he needed their support.

"Thank got we got back" Tyrone said as he dialed the number to Griffencrest HQ.

Hearing of the news of the Pure Japan attack the Latican Empire got rilled up. If they helped the poor city-state their empire might possible be crushed by the nations allies. Then again the Latican's allies were powerful also. A war between the two nations and their allies could be a disaster.

But the Latican Empire decided to send in three thousand paratroopers in 30 Hercules planes. These troops would be followed by a beach landing of nearly five hundred Leopard II tanks. Their rears would be covered by 90 F/A 18 Hornets protected by an off-shore fleet of 8 California Class cruisers, a Iowa-Class Battleship, and an aircraft carrier.

To the trickerster country of, Pure Japan

Your have no right to attack other countries because they have gangs on
their streets and a horrible police force.
If you go to war against nations that have gang activity then you should
fight in your own country and stay out
of other's damn business. If you attempt to invade the 8th Street Kings
you shall be crushed, is this under stood.

Your sad attempts to cover up an invasion plan shall be crushed as the
combined might of the 8th Street Kings and the Grand Imperial Latican Jimuhn
army will make you cobble stones on the path of our glorious empire.

Demoting your assualt on the poor city state,
Secretary of External Affairs William English

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Dear Tenzo Abe,

Honestly, I can say that nothing would give me more pleasure than to have several thousand mercenaries swarming over the Imperial Japanese homeland, which I guarantee you will happen should you press the attack. The 8th Street Kings are presently a member of the Corporate Alliance, and have come to me to ask for aid, aid which shall be granted. Griffincrest looks after all of its allies, no matter how small or weak they may seem, as we ourselves were once small and weak.

So, in closing, we will tell you for your own good to turn back the soldiers you have send to take Portland, and we will hold back our dogs of war. If you do not, than you shall be entangled in a war with the CA, a war that has seen many nations larger than your own ruined. However, this choice is yours, and we would prefer if you chose the latter option, as it would only serve to gain more lands for the Corporation.

Thank You,
Jack Phoenixclaw,
President of the Board of Directors, Griffincrest Oil Inc.

Several newly-manufactured C-17s dropped off a secret contigent of three hundred elite Imperial Jimuhn troops carring the Israeli-made Tavor battle rifle. They soon made their way down to an abandoned factory and set up a HQ for the rest of the troops comming. They raised an advanced radar system to help off-shore navy's missle to hit their targets more accuratley.

Letter to the 8th Street Kings:

We have sampled your product and we like what you have sent us. My sources tell me that someone will try to remove oyu with violent means. My organization feels that you may be a secure investment, and as such, we feel obligated to protect you. We are willing to help the members of your organization escape to safety. If you are interested, we will provide you with a rendezvous location. For the time being we would like to send you 10,000 RPG-29s and 100,000 claymore mines. These will be delivered to the same drop point we used for the product unless you would prefer otherwise. A phone number at which you may contact a member of our organization has been enclosed...

~Cassius

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Official Communique of the Office of the Imperial Government of the Empire of Pure Japan

From: Tenzo Abe, Imperial Minister for Foreign Affairs of the Empire of Pure Japan
To: Latican Empire/Griffincrest Oil Inc/Siap

The Empire of Pure Japan and the Imperial Government are of the opinion that your nations have mistaken our last official communique for an act of war. This is NOT the case.

The Empire has simply followed a path consistent with our foreign policy objectives, as laid out by Prime Minister, Prince Fumimaro Konoe, that the Empire shall take stern measures against those nations which are active agents and/or sponsors of international terrorism and/or international organised crime.

The city of Portland as of present, is not under the authority of any government, legitimate or otherwise, but is a lawless and anarchistic city with a terrorised civilian population at the mercy of the many organised crime gangs that are present at this moment in time in Portland. Furthermore, the Empire is a nation which is active in the international prohibition of illegal drugs and the Empire shall take steps to disrupt and to halt any international trade in illegal drugs.

Once again, the Empire states that our decision to send 12,000 troops from the combined forces of the Imperial Pure Japanese Armed Forces (IPJAF) is NOT an invasion nor is it an attempt at colonisation, but instead is a international police and crime reduction operation, designed to halt international criminal activity and the international trade in illegal drugs.

The Empire notes that the gang running the city of Portland, the '8th Street Kings' has more or less acted as if it were a de facto government of the area of the city of Portland. The Empire has also noted that the '8th Street Kings' have also signed up the city of Portland to the status of a member of the Corporate Alliance.

The Empire kindly asks the Corporate Alliance to offer the Empire assistance, so that the scheduled deployment of the 12,000 troops of the IPJAF will not be needed.

All the Empire asks is that the Corporate Alliance brings pressure on the city of Portland and it's ruling gang, to halt it's trade in illegal drugs.

The Empire shall be more than happy to assist the city of Portland with a programme of extensive economic development, investment and infastructure building, so that the ruling gang of Portland can use legitimate and legal means to profit from economic activity and no longer feel the need to use the trade in drugs as a means of generating revenue.

The Empire does not seek war with anyone and the Empire hopes that our sound and considerate proposals will be taken into account by the respective nations of the Corporate Alliance and those nations that trade with the city of Portland.

From:

Imperial Minister for Foreign Affairs of the Empire of Pure Japan

Tenzo Abe

Official Communique of the Office of the Imperial Government of the Empire of Pure Japan

From: Tenzo Abe, Imperial Minister for Foreign Affairs of the Empire of Pure Japan
To: Gente Del Agua/Griffincrest Oil Inc/Siap

The city of Portland as of present, is not under the authority of any government, legitimate or otherwise, but is a lawless and anarchistic city with a terrorised civilian population at the mercy of the many organised crime gangs that are present at this moment in time in Portland. Furthermore, the Empire is a nation which is active in the international prohibition of illegal drugs and the Empire shall take steps to disrupt and to halt any international trade in illegal drugs.

From:

Imperial Minister for Foreign Affairs of the Empire of Pure Japan

Tenzo Abe

From:



The ignorant goverment of, Pure Japan

The use of the word, illegal drug, can differ from nation to nation.
For example, in Guatemala cocaine could be a
national economy, but at the same time, my nation prohibits ANY
gang activity/illegal drugs. So therefore you are to
pull back your twelve thousand troops or face the wrath of our
all-ready established troops, along with the army of
Portland.

The remaining three thousand troops, with their VEPRs attached,
the five hundred Leopard II heavy tanks. Also the three thousand
troops have a rations of Blue Relax for eighteen days that will
keep them as accurate as an insane human being. Furthermore
our troops are heavily dug in and our pilots have had time to read
the ground and any assualt would most likely loose over thirty
percent of their troops and equipment before reaching the target.

Also a division of Jimuhn Marines are preparing to land on the
North Eastern side of the Portland beaches and will have twenty
day ration of Blue Relax and, along with the other three thousand
paratroopers already emplace, will be supplied via an unknown vechile.

Your soon-to-be enemy,
Emperor Airch Rien

OOC: It's the Latican Empire, not Gente Del Agua, sry I changed my nation RPing name.

"Nah man, chill wit dat shit, dat cud get a nigga in some serious shit" Tyrone said over the phone to a Siapian. "We could sell ya some more stuff tho, more of it, lots more, same place, tonight, you down?"

"Nah man, chill wit dat shit, dat cud get a nigga in some serious shit" Tyrone said over the phone to a Siapian. "We could sell ya some more stuff tho, more of it, lots more, same place, tonight, you down?"

"We will be at the usual place this evening. We will be doubling our order. By the way, I am supposed to ask you if you would like to expand your turf..."

"Hells yea, watchu got in mind?"

Mr. Tenzo Abe,

We do not care what happens to the city of Portland. We have no allegiance to the city. We are, however, allied to the 8th Street Kings. If you would just take a look over our memebers, you would see that a number of them are not nations, but rather large companies or crime syndicates. We will not hesitate to send in mercenaries to aide our CA allies, and if necessary, other members will join in the defense. To be brutally honest and in blunt wording, it will be a shit kick if you fuck up. I will, however, prevent other CA members from brutalizing you should you not do anything outrageous in your attack. If you do proceed, then be prepared to face Griffincrest, and Griffincrest alone, as the Coporate Alliance representatives in Portland.

We await your response,
Jack Phoenixclaw,
President of the Board of Directors, Griffincrest Oil Inc.

As a precaution, a GNF stealth ship moved into position just outside of Portland. It would be invisible to almost all forms of detection, including visual detection, by a complicated series off cameras and screens and the like. The vessel prepared four Bladerunner torpedoes, and than sat back and waited.

"Hells yea, watchu got in mind?"

We are pretty established in Siap, in the city of Blake's Point, but we also are taking what we can in the newly liberated Free City of Ceyol. We know people who know people there, and from what we can tell, the market is ripe for your product. Provided that you agree to our terms, we can see that you will be quite succesful in the Free City. I hope you like warm weather."