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M.S.R.P. II • View topic - Sharp Image Ain't Got Nothin' on Me[PC Hit]

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The Death of Paolo Conte

Ordered by : The forces of Barzini and allies
Reason: WAR

Requests:

- The Death of Paolo Conte.
- Class X Hitman.
- [1x] Bowie Knife
- [1x] Toyota Camry only while I am in Palermo.
- Clean Getaway

Notes: I will pay for the Bowie Knives and the plane tickets.
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-Boy Town, New Jersey-

The night suddenly fell upon the East Coast Vegas. Even though it was deep into the night, I could still hear the slots ringing, the players screaming or fussing. It was all just a routine in this gambling city. People spent their kids' college money on the poker slots and Black Jack tables. I personally found that sort of criminal behavior disgusting, but then again I am a part of the criminal world as well. Brandon and I pulled up to The Boardwalk Resort Hotel and Casino. I had slept there before and I thought it was a good hotel. I stepped up to the woman and said to her. “One Room please.” She turned to me after he had checked her computer. “Double bed.” I turned to Brandon and grinned slightly before I said. “No. Queens bed please.” The woman brought upon a deep look of bewilderment as she nodded and continued to type. She asked me all of my basic information before she handed me a key and said. “Checkout is at 11:00 tomorrow morning. Have a good night.” I nodded to her and continued walking with Brandon at my side, with his arm wrapped around my shoulder. Once we got to the room, I opened up the door and we stepped into the room. Brandon shut the door and began admiring the room. I set down my things on the classic wooden table in the room. I said to Brandon as I took off my shoes. “This room needs some rainbow power, I tell you.” Brandon and I laughed as we both began to make ourselves comfortable. Once we were both comfortable and in the bed, we started to make love. Before I got into the sex part of the process, I turned off the lights and we began. It was a steamy night for the two young hitters.

We both woke up around noon to the pounding of the maintenance people at the hotel I opened up the door and instantly the woman looked at my chest as they grinned. They continued to grin until they looked over to my bed and saw Brandon laying their shirtless. I said to them as I slowly closed the door. “No thank you.” I fully closed the door and we both laughed. I said to him. “Straight girls just don’t get it.” I took a piss and got into the shower. As I cleaned myself with the small soap from the hotel, I contemplated about the day I came out to my mom and dad once again. I was 15 and was just getting to figure out my sexuality until one day I realized I was gay. I called my mom and dad into the living room to discuss this. Both of my parents were Republicans, so I knew there was a dim chance of them being open about it. As I prepared to tell them, my heart slowly began picking up speed. I began sweating and could feel my pulse rate increasing. I knew I couldn't hide this from them forever so I plainly said. "Mom. Dad. I'm Gay." Both parents grew a sudden look of surprise among them. After a long stare, both parents completely went off. I remember my dad saying. "I DON'T WANT A FAGGOT IN MY HOUSE!" I cried my way up to my room. I packed all of the important things and left the house.

That was the last time I saw my parents before they died. As I stood in the shower, tears began to slowly drop out of my eyes one by one. I tried to cry softly so that way, Brandon wouldn’t think something was wrong. Once I was finish crying, I stepped out of the shower, and began to dry out myself. I asked my self as I stared into the mirror, if I had never told them I was gay, would my life have turned out differently? I put on some fresh clothes and left the bathroom. Brandon stepped into the shower and cleaned himself up as well. I wasn’t haven’t a boyfriend who had bad hygiene. Once he was dressed and we were ready, we left the room with the keys and took the elevator on down to the main casino and once again the slots and blackjack tables pounded our eardrums. We hurried out of the casino because of this loud racket. Once we stepped outside the hotel, I took a deep breath and we headed towards my car. I had Brandon drive and I stepped into the car. He said to me as he started the ignition and checked his mirrors for any cars. “So… where to?” I turned to him and let out a slight grin. “ Let’s go to the gym!” He grinned as he pulled off and headed towards the gym.

Fifteen minutes passed and we were a couple of blocks down from the gym. As we pulled up to the stoplight, I got a call. I picked up my cell and saw it was the agency. It had been a long time since they had called for me. I guess they thought a queer couldn’t handle a lot of hits. I picked up the phone and said with a somber voice. “Hello.” The man said to me in a tone, which seemed very uplifted. “Dylan? This is the agency. We need something done.” At that precise moment, I grew a very depressed look on my face. Brandon turned to me and knew something was wrong. I motioned for him to pull over and responded back to the man. “You guys haven’t contacted me in a while. What sup with that?” He said after he chuckled a bit. “Well we were saving you for our important jobs that’s all.” I knew he was preaching bullshit. I was probably going to get some low class nobody to kill; yet I responded in a passive voice filled with excitement. “Oh really? What kind of job needs done?” He said as he shifted his tone to very serious like. “International Job. Palermo. The pay is good if the job is done right.” Suddenly, I grew ecstatic about this assignment. I was sick of all this cold ass weather here. It was time to go to a place where it’s hot, not to mention the hot Italian men there. I said to him. “ I’ll do it.” The man said to me. “ Good. Take the next flight out of Jersey. Bring a suitcase. The exchange will be with a man who has blonde hair and green eyes. He will be carrying a suitcase with a silver buckle with the name Lao T.1234. "Good Luck Dylan.” The man hung up before I had a chance to thank him for the opportunity. He turned to Brandon and said. “To the airport instead baby. We got business in Palermo.” Brandon grew a smirk on his face and turned the vehicle around. We drove for about twenty minutes before we reached Atlantic City International Airport. Brandon parked the car after they scanned the lot for open spaces. We stepped out of the car and headed towards the lobby as I carried the suitcase. I decided to leave all weapons in the car to avoid any security problems. We entered the airport after a few minutes of walking passed. Once we entered the airport, the sounds of people’s constant chatting over their tickets filled my ears. We walked towards into one of the lines and waited there until it was our time to buy tickets. We stepped up to the counter and I said to the woman. “Two tickets to Palermo please.” The woman printed out the tickets and set them down on the counter before us. She said to us as she finished typing up the necessary information that we had given. “ 2000 dollars please… Will that be credit or check?” I pulled out my wad of 100-dollar bills and said. “We’ll pay in cash thank you.” I counted out 20 hundreds and handed it to her. She looked at me with a look of lethargy before she put it in the register and I grabbed the tickets. Brandon and me got onto the plane with our suitcase and as we left, my eyes slowly drifted their way to sleep. Brandon grinned at me as I sat there sleeping and began to read a magazine as we headed towards Palermo.


-Palermo, Sicily-

Five hours passed of rigorous flying experience before we finally touched down in Palermo. Brandon shook me a bit to wake me up as the plane stopped on the runway. I instantly woke up and rubbed my eyes a bit before I stood up and walked off of the plane after I grabbed my suitcase from the upper storage. We entered the library and suddenly my eyes grew as I stared around the airport. This airport was nothing like the ones back in the States. The condition of the airport was way up to par with my standards. There wasn’t such a hassle for tickets and it was much quieter then the American airports. I grinned as I looked towards my boyfriend. I saw in his face that he was also impressed by such cleanliness. I patted him on the shoulder and followed me to the rent-a-car station. We stood there in line patiently for about 15 minutes and finally arrived at the front of the line. I said to the woman in Italian. “Ciao, lei parla degli inglesi?” The woman answered in English, but with a deep Italian accent. “Yes I cana speaka English.” I put a light smirk on my face and immediately said. “Good… What cars do you have?” She said to me after she checked her computer for all available cars. “We have a Toyota Camry left sir.” I nodded to her as I said. “ Good. We will take it.” She asked me. “What is your name?” I said to her as I handed her a fake I.D with the name Franklin Hughes. She typed in all of the information and handed me the keys. “You will pay when you turn it in. Right now. We need a down payment of 20 American dollars.” I handed her the twenty dollars and grabbed the keys. We began to look around for our contact in Sicily, we scanned the airport as if it we were some of electronic contraption for the man. It was not until five minutes later, that we spotted him standing over in the corner smoking a cigarette. This man was wearing an Islander shirt with some very thick sunglasses. We walked over to the man and said to him. “You got a cigarette?” He lifted his head up and said to me. “ Yeah. Need a light?” Brandon set down the suitcase and after a few minutes of pretending to have a conversation, we nodded to the man and took his suitcase. It wasn’t the way the information was supposed to be exchanged, but we did what we had to do. Brandon and me proceeded to the car lot. As we stepped outside, we slipped on our sunglasses and stood there for a few minutes as we admired how beautiful Palermo was. Palermo had beautiful trees, beautiful weather, and some hot men. I grinned towards Brandon, who was staring with a slight smirk on his face. I tapped him on the shoulder and we walked swiftly towards the car. I handed the suitcase to Brandon and we both entered the car. I started the ignition softly as Brandon opened up the case for the information and I pulled off of the car lot and onto the afternoon streets of Sicily.

Brandon opened up the case and began to read over the information. The target was Paolo Conte. It seems this guy had a luxurious hotel that the contractor wanted. This information listed all of Paolo’s available information and the address of his hotel. Paolo had no car so this was going to be very easy. Brandon told me all of this and I told him. “Okay. We need to go to a local hunting shop a few blocks down. It’s called Anthony’s Hunting Shop." I continued driving down the street until I saw the shop. I made a swift turn in front of the shop. I had Brandon wait in the car and I walked into the store. I looked around the store for any weapons that could be useful for this job. A few minutes of slowly walking around the shop, and I finally found something that appealed to my interests: one bowie knife. I said to the man in Italian. “Amerei doci di quei Coltelli di Bowie per favore.” The man nodded and pulled out two knives and set them on the counter. I handed him the appropriate cash and walked out with the knives disclosed. I got back into the car and handed Brandon his knife as I started the ignition. I pulled off from the hunting shop and headed towards the Kurhaus Hotel.

I turned onto the main street where the luxurious hotel was located. I decided to park in an alley, a block away from the hotel. Once the car was parked and ready to go, I looked towards Brandon and said to him. “Okay.. This fuck is going to be passing by this alley any day now. When he does…” I pulled out my knife and began to rub it as I continued. “ We give him a sharp surprise. I want you in the car., so if there is any trouble, you jump in and we start slashing fucks. Understand?” Brandon nodded vaguely and sat there waiting while I got out of the car and walked towards the edge of the alley. I leaned against the brick building with one knee clutched up against it and stood there waiting for our target to approach the alley. About twenty minutes passed and I felt myself getting a little impatient. I was about to call it quits, when I saw the target approaching. He was all by himself. It was perfect, just perfect. I grinned as I removed myself from the wall, and walked up to the middle aged man. “Do you have a cigarette?” I drew my knife and stabbed him repeatedly. His eyes grew as the cold steel impacted his warm flesh, jab by jab by jab. After a few stabs to the neck and some to the chest, I removed the knife from the wholly neck of the target and I sprinted towards the car. I threw the knife and the target information into a local dumpster. I entered the car and we swiftly escaped. As we left the alley, I had to make an instantaneous turn around the dead carcass of the used to be Paolo. After we had gotten far away from the hotel, we decided to go to a fancy Italian restaurant named Fabio’s for dinner. We pulled into an available parking space and we both stepped out with our sunglasses equipped. We entered the restaurant with grins on our faces as if we hadn’t just committed murder. I said to the woman in Italian. “Una tavola per due per favore?” She nodded as she grabbed two menus and we headed over to our table. We sat opposite of each other and she handed us both menus. After we sat there looking over the menus, we decided on two orders of Chicken Vesuvio and a bottle of red wine. The waitress wrote down the order and headed off to process the order as Brandon and I stared into each other’s eyes with such passion and romance. We could only stare at each other for so long until our soft lips touched eachothers. We began to kiss more intensely as the background customers turned their attention towards us. A few minutes of kissing passed and our food arrived. This service was superb compared to the service back in America. We grinned to each other as we began to eat with the moon coming out of the clouds. It was a sharp day in Palermo for these two, young, gay men.


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Will take care of this tomorrow. In the meanwhile- half of the twenty-four hours "grace period" has passed.

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I didn't verify if what you quoted as his last post was his last post, but assuming it was I don't see what the problem is. His last post was going into the hotel, you have no rights to godmod any PC doing anything. Like Ayu said, he could've taken an alternate route. My personal theory is that he became a homosexual and chose to live in that hotel with his boyfriend for the rest of his life, but that's just me. Let me give you an example of what Paolo could have said that would've made your post valid.

"Paolo entered the hotel and headed straight for the meeting room. The issue of the famiglia losing power was something that had to be taken care of immediatly. A few hours later, realizing that was pointless, Paolo stormed out of the meeting room. The famous mafioso didn't even hesitate as he made his way out of the hotel, jumped into his car, and headed to an undisclosed location."

Now had he said that, you could've picked up from the part where he left the building. However, his last post was going into the building so I don't see how you feel you have the right to take him out of the hotel. If you want to kill him, you have to hit him in the hotel itself.

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