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Post by Brooklyn on Apr 2, 2008 17:44:50 GMT -5
Cheater was wiping off his face in the Queens lodging house, cleaning the blood from a nasty blow to the nose. He glared at the mirror. He hated all Brooklynites and, as of today, everyone from the Bronx, too. He hadn't counted on the older Conlon coming in to save his brother and he'd had Spot right where he wanted him. Just seconds away from making the big move so that Brooklyn would be in chaos and he could move in on them. He wanted to be the Brooklyn leader, but his newsies didn't know that. They didn't know that he'd trade them all off in a second if he got the chance...
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Post by Race on Apr 2, 2008 17:47:45 GMT -5
Max stormed into Queens, seeing red as he stalked through the streets looking for Cheater as he went. The kid was gunna die, not just get hurt, but dead out die. He'd had enough of this and now he might lose his brother for it. He was gunna call Cheater out on it, then kill him in front of his boys. Max flexed his hands, his tendons tightening across his knuckles as they cracked. He finally saw the Queens lodging house ahead, he pulled a drain pipe off the wall and hurled it at a window, "CHEATAH!!!!!!" he yelled, as the window busted into a thousand pieces.
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Post by Brooklyn on Apr 2, 2008 17:52:10 GMT -5
The pipe narrowly missed Cheater's head as he ducked. He sighed, throwing down the wash towel. As he stepped outside, his boys followed.
Spades, Aces, and Jarhead stood behind Max. They knew they more than likely wouldn't have to intervene, but came along to watch.
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Post by Race on Apr 2, 2008 17:54:34 GMT -5
Max was heaving by then, pure anger and hatred read all over his face, "You...." he said,then tackled Cheater, laying into him with his fists and whatever his hand reached, "YOU SORRY FRICKIN' COWARD!" he yelled,laying into him.
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Post by Brooklyn on Apr 2, 2008 17:56:48 GMT -5
Cheater was taken completely by surprise, stumbling backward into the wall.
A couple of Cheater's boys tried to intervene, but Spades, Aces, and Jarhead kept them back, advising them not to if they wanted to keep their bodyparts in tact.
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Post by Race on Apr 2, 2008 17:58:24 GMT -5
Max slammed him against the wall,still laying into him as the bull's whistles started far off. He whirled himself and Cheater around and they both fell to the ground, Max still laying into him as he grabbed aholt of a steel pipe.
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Post by Brooklyn on Apr 2, 2008 18:01:25 GMT -5
Spades and Aces were yelling at Max. "Da bulls! Let it go, Max! Get off him! Finish it later! We gotta go!" Too late...
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Post by Race on Apr 3, 2008 18:01:33 GMT -5
Max hadn't heard Spades and Aces, he lifted the pipe above his head then felt someone grab his wrist, "Wha'.."
"Hold it there kid!" tw bulls pulled Max and Cheater off each other, jerking the pole away from him.
This just made Max madder, "LET ME GO YOU BUMS! I WASN'T FINISHED WITH HIS SORRY BUTT!" he yelled, trying to get at Cheater as about five bulls held him back, "LET ME GO DAMMIT!"
The bulls that held Max had to keep a good hold on him, controlling the older Conlon was like holding back a raging bull.
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Post by Brooklyn on Apr 3, 2008 18:06:46 GMT -5
Cheater caught Max's eye and smirked, getting an idea. He grabbed his face, on it a black eye and busted lip and dried blood from before. "AH! Keep 'um away! Keep 'um away!" he yelled. "I don't want him ta get a knife in me like he did his own bruddah!"
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Post by Race on Apr 3, 2008 18:12:35 GMT -5
Max glared at him, "YOU LYIN' LITTLE CHEAT!" he yelled,trying to get at him again but still getting restrained by the bulls. "I GOT NO REASON TA KNIFE SPOT! HE'S MY BRUDDAH!" he dug his fingernails into one of the bulls arms, trying to get them to let him go, he felt one of them kick him afterwards, "DON' YOU KICK ME!" he kicked one of them back.
One of the bulls had heard about the thing with Spot, and judged by this one kids anger, he took him for being the type to stab someone, "Someone get da jailer wagon!" he yelled, still trying to keep a good grip on Max.
"What do you mean son?" one of the bulls asked Cheater.
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Post by Brooklyn on Apr 3, 2008 18:19:03 GMT -5
"He-he...stabbed his own bruddah!" Cheater said, managing to work up some crocodile tears. "His bruddah an' me are real close friends an' he got jealous I guess an' came up an' stabbed him! Now he's in da hospital fightin' for his life!"
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Post by Race on Apr 3, 2008 18:26:56 GMT -5
"HE'S LYIN'!" Max yelled, still trying to get at Cheater, "HE CAN'T EVEN STAND MY BRUDDAH! HE 'AS DA ONE DAT KNIFED HIM!" he yelled, "I AUGHTA KILL YOU! YOU BETTAH BE GLAD DEY'S HERE TA SAVE YA BUTT CHEATAH!"
The bull looked up at Max with an icy stare,glaring at him, "Well don't worry son, he won't hurt no one anymore." he said, then went over to Max,who glared back, he looked Max over, who kept glaring,the spit in the guys face. the guy hit Max upside the head then looked at Cheater again, "There anything else we need ta know about him before the cart gets here?"
"LET ME GO DAMMIT!" Max yelled, deadlegging one of the bulls and getting loose for a minute, he charged Cheater but was tackled by two guards and held down on the ground. By then a big crowd had gathered to see what was going on.
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Post by Brooklyn on Apr 3, 2008 18:32:39 GMT -5
"Not dat I know of, Sir," Cheater said. "But you should keep an eye on 'um just in case."
Spades and Aces tried to vouch for Max, but were jerked inside the lodging house by two huge Queens newsies and silenced. Jarhead had ran while he had the chance to go for help.
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Post by Race on Apr 3, 2008 18:38:44 GMT -5
The cart pulled up, Max started trying to shove them off. They didn't have a refuge in Queens, he would go to literaly the cooler. "LET ME GO!"
A bull hit him with a club, shoving him into the back of it then hit the bars, "NOW SHUT UP!" he yelled.
Max rammed into the bars, 'CHEATER I'LL GET YOU FAH DIS!" he yelled, "JUST YOU WAIT! YA GUNNA REGRET DA DAY YOU PISSED OFF MAX CONLON!"
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Post by Brooklyn on Apr 3, 2008 18:56:43 GMT -5
Cheater smirked after him and then went back inside the lodging house to deal with Spades and Aces. "Lookee heah boys, we got ourselves a couple'a Brooklynites. Which one should we kill first?" Spades and Aces fought to get free, but the boys that were holding them were strong and didn't let up. "You lyin' son of a-!" Aces was cut off by the sound of a blade being switched out from a knife and Cheater had it at his throat in a second. "You gonna finish that sentence?" he asked, an evil glint in his eye. Aces just glared at him. Cheater had the knife up, ready to stabAces, when a smaller Queens newsie burst through the door. "Cheatah, da uddah one got away! Da big bald one." "Damn," Cheater said, flipping the blade back in. "Go aftah him! We can't have any witnesses!" A group of newsies went out the door to find him. "Tie 'em up an' lock 'em in the spare room." Cheater ordered, motioning to Spades and Aces. The two big boys did as they were told and tied Spades and Aces up as tight as they could, literally throwing them into the private room and locking it from the outside. Spades grunted as Aces landed on his back. "Get off me!" he said. Aces rolled off of him. "Sorry." "HEY! SHUT UP IN DERE!" Cheater yelled. Spades and Aces, both lying flat on their stomachs, unable to get into any other position, looked at each other and smirked, "You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?" Spades asked. "Of course!" Aces said. They both drew in a deep breath and then as loud as they could, just to piss the Queens newsies off, yelled the words: "NINETY-NINE BOTTLES A' BEER ON THE WALL...NINETY-NINE BOTTLES A' BEER! YA TAKE ONE DOWN, PASS IT AROUND, NINETY-EIGHT BOTTLES A' BEER ON DA WALL!"
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