Initiation Day (Warning: Adult Language and Violence)

Drakon · May 10, 2005, 01:48 AM

This is something I thought up. I've always been fascinated with whole Mafia scene. Loved the movies, and well as the games based on it. Anyways, this is just the intro for what might be a book (if i ever feel like writing that much

) and it's still a rough draft as it's not finished yet. So please share your comments. I'd like to hear them.

Initiation Day

Time… Time’s a funny thing. It seems to have a mind of its own. It does things when it wants, how it wants and we as men and women have no control over it. Sometimes in a given situation it slows down to a snail’s pace, sometimes it’s rushes rapidly by you and sometimes it even seems to stand still somehow. I guess the more I think about that day and all that happened, the more I become convinced that it was one of those situations…

We all were standing in the dimly lit room watching the bat rise and fall, and listening to the sounds it made as it came crashing down on his bleeding head.

“You messed up, Max, messed up big time. You disobeyed the Don’s rules and you know what happens when someone disobeys those rules.”

The Don’s rules were like the holy commandments set in stone; everyone in the Organization had to follow them. Anyone who didn’t paid the price, a hefty one to be exact. There weren’t many, just three: 1) You don’t mess with the Don’s family; 2) You don’t mess with the Don’s business; 3) You don’t mess with the Don’s money. Good ol’ Max there had disobeyed rules 2 and 3 and so this was his punishment. He was one of the Don’s favorite henchmen. At least he was until he was caught stealing money from the Don’s brothels and dealing cocaine to some of his girls.

Max was silent for a moment, and then he looked up and asked, “What were them rules again? I’ve seemed to have forgotten somehow. “

“Well let me remind you again, wise guy,” said Sal, as he circled the chair that held Max. “Rule number 1, you don’t mess with the Don’s family,” he said as swung the bat into Max’s stomach. Max hunched over in pain, and Sal brought the bat down on his busted skull and recalled the second rule. Then as Max’s jerked his head back, Sal quickly swung the bat to his mouth and finished with the third rule. The third swing was a crushing blow; it definitely broke Max’s jaw and shattered a few of his teeth.

“Now what you do have to say, smart ass?” asked Sal with a sly grin on his face.

“Go fuck yourself with your bat, Sal.” Max retorted while gasping for air. Sal was pissed, very pissed; we all saw the change in his expression as Max said that. He stepped back and began to swing the bat towards Max again when someone called out to him.

“That’s enough, Sal,” said the person. The voice came from the doorway behind us. It was Don Angelo, who surprisingly returned from his trip to Sicily very early. He was accompanied by his brother Tony “The Fish” Angelo and his driver Vinnie Ferrucci.

To be continued...

nitrousoxide52 · May 10, 2005, 02:00 AM

Can you make the font a lil' darker, the ninetybajillion percent of pureheaven users might not be able to see it

Drakon · May 10, 2005, 02:34 AM

Is that better?

Junkguy · May 10, 2005, 02:46 AM

nope, still hard to see

Drakon · May 10, 2005, 02:48 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Junkguy

nope, still hard to see

Hrmmm, the problem might be because I directly copied it from Word. I'll copy it to Notepad first and see it that helps

Edit: Hopefully fixed it. Let me know if it's still illegible...

Falstaff · May 10, 2005, 07:07 PM

I can see it clearly enough, but I am using the gray scheme..
good work Drakon, wish I could find Artemis Mouse and get you his stories for you to read, but sadly we have not seen him in months and fear he succumbed this winter as he has disappeared from streets and the hangouts where he frequented, we even looked behind the hotel where he slept, his stories I still have somewhere, maybe I will post them in his honor, where ever he is.

Drakon · May 10, 2005, 07:18 PM

thanks Jeff. I'll try to finish it up this weekend. probably fine tune it a bit

Vikingod · May 10, 2005, 07:27 PM

just curious jeff, who is Artemis Mouse?

Falstaff · May 11, 2005, 07:02 AM

He was a fellow that wrote profusely, a sort of homeless scribe that told us about his experiences on the streets here, and for the most part seemed quite amiable. My girlfriend gave him jobs to do at night at the local Kinkos here in town, for a few dollars he would perform labor and other tasks in trade for hours of unlimited access to the web and the printing resources here. I first befriended him as he pan handled for change in front of Mall. I read and re-read many of the stories that he wrote, his poetry and his discriptions of his life, albiet as a homeless person. He had lived on the streets for quite a while, his health concerns kept him from normal employment, and I presume he suffered from a comprimised immune system. My girlfriend and I bought him clothing, gave him food, employed him temporarily at night, and he produced volumes of stories which he would write on the computer, print and discard when he was done.
He wrote extremely well and candidly about his experiences in an institution and his struggle on the winter wind driven streets of our city. Sadly we lost track of him, the manager of Kinkos called the police on him once or twice and removed the dumpster and other forms of shelter behind the store, he wandered away one night in a light snow two months ago seeking shelter and we havent seen him since. At first we werent concerned, but we spoke to the pan handlers in front of the 7-11 store near here and night security that allowed him to stay behind a hotel, no one has seen him, his legacy is reams of paper, and folders of his poetry that he pinned himself. I did not know him as well as my girlfriend, and she treasures his memory and keeps his counsel still, as long as he walks back through the door, but even the local manager here expressed regret for forcing him out. I hope he got the help he needed, found a new place to sleep and create his work, and I swear I would help him again.
The plight of the homeless is not just about finding shelter, food or getting medical care, it is about becoming part of a family again, we gave it to him for a little while and I treasure that I suppose, where ever he is, I wish I had done more, but then, I was looking through different glasses than I am looking through today. How many of us could be homeless after losing a paycheck, a car, a job, or our minds, how many of us could survive without our family.
I made this for Artemis Mouse, his true name I will probably never know, He was just "Ray" to us.

For Ray, if your on the web man, here is a pic I think you liked a great deal:

May 10, 2005, 01:48 AM	#1
Drakon DriverHeaven Extreme Member Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Floatin'... Posts: 4,957 Rep Power: 0	Initiation Day (Warning: Adult Language and Violence) This is something I thought up. I've always been fascinated with whole Mafia scene. Loved the movies, and well as the games based on it. Anyways, this is just the intro for what might be a book (if i ever feel like writing that much ) and it's still a rough draft as it's not finished yet. So please share your comments. I'd like to hear them. Initiation Day Time… Time’s a funny thing. It seems to have a mind of its own. It does things when it wants, how it wants and we as men and women have no control over it. Sometimes in a given situation it slows down to a snail’s pace, sometimes it’s rushes rapidly by you and sometimes it even seems to stand still somehow. I guess the more I think about that day and all that happened, the more I become convinced that it was one of those situations… We all were standing in the dimly lit room watching the bat rise and fall, and listening to the sounds it made as it came crashing down on his bleeding head. “You messed up, Max, messed up big time. You disobeyed the Don’s rules and you know what happens when someone disobeys those rules.” The Don’s rules were like the holy commandments set in stone; everyone in the Organization had to follow them. Anyone who didn’t paid the price, a hefty one to be exact. There weren’t many, just three: 1) You don’t mess with the Don’s family; 2) You don’t mess with the Don’s business; 3) You don’t mess with the Don’s money. Good ol’ Max there had disobeyed rules 2 and 3 and so this was his punishment. He was one of the Don’s favorite henchmen. At least he was until he was caught stealing money from the Don’s brothels and dealing cocaine to some of his girls. Max was silent for a moment, and then he looked up and asked, “What were them rules again? I’ve seemed to have forgotten somehow. “ “Well let me remind you again, wise guy,” said Sal, as he circled the chair that held Max. “Rule number 1, you don’t mess with the Don’s family,” he said as swung the bat into Max’s stomach. Max hunched over in pain, and Sal brought the bat down on his busted skull and recalled the second rule. Then as Max’s jerked his head back, Sal quickly swung the bat to his mouth and finished with the third rule. The third swing was a crushing blow; it definitely broke Max’s jaw and shattered a few of his teeth. “Now what you do have to say, smart ass?” asked Sal with a sly grin on his face. “Go fuck yourself with your bat, Sal.” Max retorted while gasping for air. Sal was pissed, very pissed; we all saw the change in his expression as Max said that. He stepped back and began to swing the bat towards Max again when someone called out to him. “That’s enough, Sal,” said the person. The voice came from the doorway behind us. It was Don Angelo, who surprisingly returned from his trip to Sicily very early. He was accompanied by his brother Tony “The Fish” Angelo and his driver Vinnie Ferrucci. To be continued... Last edited by Drakon; May 10, 2005 at 03:05 AM.

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May 10, 2005, 07:07 PM	#6
Falstaff Old Codger Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: USAFA Posts: 19,048 Rep Power: 207	I can see it clearly enough, but I am using the gray scheme.. good work Drakon, wish I could find Artemis Mouse and get you his stories for you to read, but sadly we have not seen him in months and fear he succumbed this winter as he has disappeared from streets and the hangouts where he frequented, we even looked behind the hotel where he slept, his stories I still have somewhere, maybe I will post them in his honor, where ever he is. __________________ "Inspiration is always a surprising visitor."

May 11, 2005, 07:02 AM	#9
Falstaff Old Codger Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: USAFA Posts: 19,048 Rep Power: 207	He was a fellow that wrote profusely, a sort of homeless scribe that told us about his experiences on the streets here, and for the most part seemed quite amiable. My girlfriend gave him jobs to do at night at the local Kinkos here in town, for a few dollars he would perform labor and other tasks in trade for hours of unlimited access to the web and the printing resources here. I first befriended him as he pan handled for change in front of Mall. I read and re-read many of the stories that he wrote, his poetry and his discriptions of his life, albiet as a homeless person. He had lived on the streets for quite a while, his health concerns kept him from normal employment, and I presume he suffered from a comprimised immune system. My girlfriend and I bought him clothing, gave him food, employed him temporarily at night, and he produced volumes of stories which he would write on the computer, print and discard when he was done. He wrote extremely well and candidly about his experiences in an institution and his struggle on the winter wind driven streets of our city. Sadly we lost track of him, the manager of Kinkos called the police on him once or twice and removed the dumpster and other forms of shelter behind the store, he wandered away one night in a light snow two months ago seeking shelter and we havent seen him since. At first we werent concerned, but we spoke to the pan handlers in front of the 7-11 store near here and night security that allowed him to stay behind a hotel, no one has seen him, his legacy is reams of paper, and folders of his poetry that he pinned himself. I did not know him as well as my girlfriend, and she treasures his memory and keeps his counsel still, as long as he walks back through the door, but even the local manager here expressed regret for forcing him out. I hope he got the help he needed, found a new place to sleep and create his work, and I swear I would help him again. The plight of the homeless is not just about finding shelter, food or getting medical care, it is about becoming part of a family again, we gave it to him for a little while and I treasure that I suppose, where ever he is, I wish I had done more, but then, I was looking through different glasses than I am looking through today. How many of us could be homeless after losing a paycheck, a car, a job, or our minds, how many of us could survive without our family. I made this for Artemis Mouse, his true name I will probably never know, He was just "Ray" to us. For Ray, if your on the web man, here is a pic I think you liked a great deal: __________________ "Inspiration is always a surprising visitor." Last edited by fallang_jeff; May 11, 2005 at 07:27 AM.

May 10, 2005, 02:34 AM	Thread Starter #3
Drakon DriverHeaven Extreme Member Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Floatin'... Posts: 4,957 Rep Power: 0	Is that better?

May 10, 2005, 07:18 PM	Thread Starter #7
Drakon DriverHeaven Extreme Member Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Floatin'... Posts: 4,957 Rep Power: 0	thanks Jeff. I'll try to finish it up this weekend. probably fine tune it a bit

May 10, 2005, 07:27 PM	#8
Vikingod Int'l Fish Liaison Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: By the light of lamp I sit and type... Posts: 16,197 Rep Power: 112 System Specs	just curious jeff, who is Artemis Mouse?