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Paradise City Part 6
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[how many times do we have to teach you this lesson old man ]
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''This old man sure is paranoid... I just hope hes wrong'' thinks Otto
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"... Peraphs."Crabwhale said:
Joe responds, while looking at the bag.
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Nicholas continues looking around the room, whereas DSMN observes the man.
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"So, what now? Do we just destroy the place? There doesn't look to be any leads around here."
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"A watchful eye, huh? Give me just one moment," she said as the mask appeared on her face once more. The eyes started systematically shining different colors as she ran the place over, switching to different visions to make sure no stone was unturned to find anything interesting.
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"Well, few people are awake upstairs, this man is awake too". She pointed to the man on the floor. "And completely conscious at that. On top of that, there's a trapdoor riiiight over there. That's all I picked up at the moment."
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Nicholas has DSMN go to the machine and move it, then open the trap door.
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The Stand grabs the duffel bag and looks at what's inside it.
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Joe creates a purple door in front of the stairs, while putting the other opening face against a wall, to block the way down to the basement.
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"Well, this might be worth keeping." Nicholas thinks to himself.
"Get the meth man to talk, that's probably the best we'll get out of this place."
"Get the meth man to talk, that's probably the best we'll get out of this place."
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Otto just kinda stands watching Michael interrogate the Meth maker confused by the situation.
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"Who pays you to make meth ?"
Joe asks the man.
Joe asks the man.
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"And who's your boss ?"
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"Yes we would"
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"I might as well introduce myself then. My name is Tyler J., and it all started when I was born. It was June 9th, 1960, in the outskirts of a a small town called Duluth, in Minnesota. I was born to a pair of shoe cobblers who had fallen onto rough times and could no longer put condoms in the family budget. I was never sent to school, instead I was taught how to make shoes in the most exceptional manner. Alas, this was not enough to ease the financial burden we were experiencing, so I walked into town to obtain work at age 9. I got a job running boxes of groceries to certain houses while also selling the shoes we made to anyone willing to buy. It was during this time wandering as a delivery/salesman that I came across young man in his 20s named Tommy DeVito, who offered me work that payed much better than my work as both a shoe salesman and a grocery deliverer combined. I took the work and at age 11 began transporting what I know know were bags of drugs to people across the city. I assume it was because the locals already knew me as a transporter of good so suspicion would be low. Tommy soon left town, wishing me well. After that some of his associates kept me employed. My parents disliked these men, but our financial situation was still in need of additional income, so I kept working with them. At age 15 I was told that I could move up in my work and decided to do so. I entered a small building at the heart of the town and began helping the people in the building with a few odd jobs that involved transporting this across the city or helping them pick up that without knowing what anyone was really doing. I eventually learned what the place was for when one day, I walked in on one of the more unscrupulous men cooking what appeared to be methamphetamine. He saw me, asking if I knew what he was doing. I didn't but he showed me the process of what he was doing, having me help put a chemical there or drop something here. He noted me as exceptionally skilled for having never made meth before, this likely due to my craftsmanship abilities from being trained by my parents. The man invited me to help him more often, and I did so, not really understanding what I was getting into. I've been informed that the meth was of suspiciously high quality for this certain maker and that, combined with other suspicious behavior of his, had him investigated after 6 months and it was found out I was making meth with him. He was removed and I took his place after it became clear that I was doing most of the work. I kept doing that for around a year, the finances of my family secured and my parents uneasily approving. Eventually I caught the attention of Tommy, who, seeing my work, recommended me to help his friend Henry Hill. Henry offered to help me out, giving me a much bigger lab, business security, and a new apartment in Chicago. At this point my parents stepped in, asking me to stop associating with these people. I had several arguments with them, culminating in me leaving and going to the city, where I am now. I've spent the last few years of my life here, supplying the most high quality meth to the city, safe in my position. Until you all busted down my door, that is." Tyler says, having not taken a breath in the entire time he spoke.
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"We didn't ask for your life story idiot."
Joe insults the guy
Joe insults the guy
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