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sushiyam Sushi Uranus Sumo Hell Igloo Yardies Armenia Masturd Uranus-Car in San Andreas Yardies-Gang in GTA 3

granted but someones hires an assassin and he rapes you and then steals your computer for his wife. I wish that Hell would have 666 hot demon chicks that would be my slaves, and hat 6 Demons, 6 Devils and 6 Cerberuses will guard me and i will be Satan.

^no, im not add reply but i add reply <add's reply v has a tatoo with the devils sign on it and with a dwarf with a hammer

oooo, nice i completed 3 of them. And the laser sight sniper is PGM, btw.

tnx, and only you and MrLlama read my story...

dont the Aztecas throw 2 fingers? if yes, then they can be a little like MS 13, cause they throw 2 fingers like the demon's horns to their head, like they got horns.

spouse! (so ill be gay, who cares, im fucking rich!!!) Would you rather... Become the allmighty....Pedobear the Molester?!!!! or... Become the all whitey...Michael Jackson the Molester and the Black-White dude???!!!!!!

Chapter IV-Knockin on Heaven's Door Jenny began walking down the hall to the right heading toward the elevators. "Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever." She said as she walked to the two elevators, she pushed the elevator button and waited for one of the two sets of elevator doors to open. After a minute of waiting the set of elevator doors on the right opened. She stepped on the elevator and pressed the "ground floor" button on the elevator's control panel to the left of the doors. She leaned at the back of the elevator and thought about what she would run into after she left the apartment building. While the elevator continued to floor 4 on the green "floor" indicator just above the elevator doors. She thought about Vince and how he was gonna react to her leaving without him. She frowned as she thought about the situation. She wondered whether the police won that battle with the zombies downtown. She wondered how many people got out of town after the outbreak started. A tear ran down Her cheek as she thought about who didn't get out and how many became what she was going to have to fight today. The elevator continued to floor G on the green "floor" indicator just above the elevator doors. The elevator stopped and the doors opened. A figure was at the front of the doors, Jenny aimed her gun up at the man thinking he was a zombie. "Hey!" The man yelled at her as he looked at the front of her .45. The man was African American, 5'7, 63 years old dressed in brown slacks, a blue jacket, and blue baseball cap. "Emmet, why are you still here?" she asked. "I can't leave this place, Jenny. I've lived here since they first built it you know that." Emmet replied. "Where are you going, child?" "I'm going to the BMA to get Vince's dad." "Where is that boy?" Emmet asked Jenny as he walked back behind the front desk of the small lobby. "He's on his way here now." Jenny looked at Emmet's shoulder. "When he gets here I'll greet him." He said with a smile then looked at his shoulder. Emmet immediately knew what Jenny was thinking. "I got bit by one of those things." He said before she could speak. "I'm probably gonna turn soon." Jenny walked over to Emmet as she began to cry and gave him a hug. "It's ok child, it's ok. Get out of Baltimore. Just get out while you can." Emmet said as he held Jenny while she cried. "There's gotta be something...." "Go!" Emmet interrupted Jenny and motioned her to toward the front doors. She continued to cry for Emmet as she hesitantly walked toward the front doors of the apartment building. Jenny ran west on 39th Street as it curved north. She made a left on University Parkway as she jogged south on University Parkway. There wasn't one zombie in the streets. Before the intersection of University Parkway and Charles Street she stopped and looked at the Hyatt Agency building that was just across the street from John Hopkins University campus. "Maggie and Ben." She said to herself as she remembered the message on her cordless phone from earlier. "I should have come in today. Damn it I should have come in today." She ran across University Parkway to the Hyatt building. She entered through the main front doors and was greeted by three zombies. One on the left and two straight ahead. The one zombie on the left lunged at her immediately after she entered through the front doors. She aimed the gun up at the undead creature's head at close range and shot just above the mouth knocking the zombie down to the floor. She aimed at the closet of the next two zombies and fired five rounds into the zombie's chest. She aimed at the creature's head and fired a single shot into it's forehead instantly dropping it. "The head." She said to herself as she aimed at the next zombie's head and pulled the trigger of the .45 Model 1911 only to hear a click. She looked at the gun, the slide was locked back and the second of the two zombies were getting closer. She quickly ejected the empty clip and loaded in a fresh clip from her left cargo pants pocket. She slapped in the new full clip and locked the slide back into place. She took aim at the zombie's head and fired missing the head and shooting off it's right ear. She took aim again this time concentrating longer then firing hitting the zombie in the top of the head splattering a puff of red mist out the back of it's head. She picked up the empty clip off the marble floor and placed it in her back left cargo pants pocket. Jenny went down the hall to the right of the main lobby and into the bar that was to the left. The door was barricaded from the inside. She went down the hall to one of the bar's windows on the left. She looked around for something to smash the end window with. She noticed a steel chair in the beauty parlor across the hall. She would shoot the end window but she needed to save ammo and she knew this. She ran back up the hall and into the completely opened beauty parlor. The zombie she shot in the mouth from earlier was just getting up. It was on one knee preparing to stand back up to full height. Jenny aimed the gun up at the zombie and fired a shot into the top of the undead creature's head making a small fountain of blood to pour out the top. She walked over to the "dead" zombie and fired another shot into the back of it's head. The creature's body jolted from the shock of the .45 caliber round. She walked back to the beauty parlor to grab a steel chair. She tucked the gun in the small of her back then picked up the steel chair in both hands. She left the beauty parlor and made a right back into the hall. She walked down the hall, at a steady pace, to the last bar window on the left. Jenny got a firm grip on the chair and smashed the window sending shards of glass shattering all over the floor and table of the booth inside the bar. "I hope I don't get fired for this." Jenny said jokingly as she threw down the steel chair and climbed through the newly smashed window onto the table of the last booth in the bar. She pulled out the Model 1911 and gripped it in both her hands as she looked around looking for any threats or any survivors. She could see almost the whole bar/restaurant from where she stood. She walked behind the bar, put the Colt .45 on the counter, and opened the cash register. She flipped a thin plastic lid that was at the back of the cash register drawer and reveled a secret compartment behind the money trays. Inside the secret compartment was a .38 Detective Special revolver and a box of .38 caliber bullets. She took the .38 and the box of bullets and put them on the counter top next to the Colt .45. She then took the box of .45 caliber bullets, that were in her left back pants pocket, and put them on the counter next to the box of .38 caliber bullets. She grabbed the sawn-off double barrel shotgun that was under the bar and put that on the counter top next to the .45 and .38 handguns. She reached down again where the shotgun's holster under the counter was and pulled up a box of .10 gauge shotgun shells. She put the shotgun shells next to the .45 ACP ammo and .38 caliber bullets. As she observed her small arsenal two figures came around the corner from the restaurant section of the bar. It was Ben and Maggie, but at the same time it wasn't. Jenny stood there in horror as the zombie forms of her former friends and co-workers walked toward her coming for her flesh. With tears rolling down her face She picked up the double barrel shotgun and took aim at Maggie and Ben's heads. They're undead forms started to come behind the bar in single file, Ben in front of Maggie. She aimed before she closed her eyes then fired the first shot, she heard a splatter then a thud, she counted to three then fired the second shot. Once again hearing a splatter then a thud. Jenny opened her eyes and didn't look down at the two bodies of the undead creatures that were once her friends. "God forgive me." Jenny said with guilt and remorse. She wept gently as she opened the breech of the double barrel shotgun and dropped out the two spent .10 gauge shotgun shells. She opened the box of shotgun shells and took two new shells from the white box. She loaded them into the breech of the double barrel shotgun then closed it and put the gun on the counter top. She picked up the box of shotgun shells and counted. There were eight left in the box. She dumped the eight shotgun shells into her left hand then put them in her upper right jacket pocket. Jenny took the box of .38 caliber bullets and opened them up. She counted the bullets that were in the blue and white box. There were thirty two bullets in the box. She put the box of bullets on the counter top and picked up the .38 Detective Special. She looked at it for a moment looking for how to open the cylinder. She remembered how from watching The French Connection. She opened the cylinder and checked the gun. There was a full six .38 caliber rounds in the gun. She closed the cylinder back into the gun and put the small revolver in her right leg pocket of her cargo pants. She then took the box of .38 caliber bullets and put them in her left leg pocket of her cargo pants. Jenny took the empty Model 1911 clip from her left back pants pocket and put it on the counter top next to the box of .45 ACP ammo. She opened up the red box of .45 ammo and picked up the empty 1911 clip. She loaded seven bullets in the clip then put the loaded clip in her left cargo pants pocket. She then ejected the clip that was in the gun and looked at it. There were two shots left in the clip and one left in the chamber of the gun but she didn't know that. She loaded five .45 caliber bullets from the box into the clip. She then slapped the clip back into the gun and put the safety on. She put the gun in the small of her back then counted the bullets in the red box of .45 ACP ammo. There were thirty three bullets left in the box. Jenny closed the box of .45 ACP and put it in her back left pants pocket. Jenny picked up the sawn-off double barrel shotgun and went back from behind the bar. She walked toward the front doors of the bar. She moved the pile of bar stools out of the way of the doors and unlocked them. She left the bar and checked to make sure the zombie from earlier was finally dead. She left the Hyatt building and continued south toward Charles Street. When she got to the intersection of Charles Street and University Parkway. Charles Street was covered in cars. Some where on fire and some were turned over. She looked in horror thinking about who got out of town. She saw half eaten bodies of children and families, they appeared to be shot instead of eaten. Possibly over wanting a free ride out of town. There were many horrible sights on Charles Street but not many bodies meaning that most of everybody abandoned their vehicles. Thought that's what Jenny wanted to think. She ran west down Charles Street. Halfway down the long street she noticed zombies trapped in some of the cars and others walking around. She didn't see many but they were coming for her. She began to run down Charles Street easily out running them. When she thought it was safe she slowed back down to a jog as she continued down the long street along John Hopkins University campus. She made a right onto Art Museum Drive heading north. Jenny ran up Art Museum Drive to the Baltimore Art Museum where Vince's father, William worked as a security guard. She ran into the side visitor entrance inside the building. She looked around in the main room looking for William who's usually posted at this entrance. The large room was dark, the only light was from the security lights. She didn't know where Vince's father could be. She decided to search each floor. She made a left and walked into an art gallery full of African masks in large glass cube displays. She walked into a large corridor, as she walked past a gallery to the left she looked in and saw a thin creature in the shadows. It looked like a very thin, pale man. It was grotesque, Jenny thought she would never see a person so thin and pale. She put her back to the wall to the left of the doorway praying that the creature didn't see her. She stood there eyes wide thinking of what to do. It didn't seem to know she was there. Shooting it was the last thing on Jenny's mind. For one she wasn't a great shot and she was in shock. She looked to the left a little and saw the stairs leading to the second floor. She then peeked around the corner at the monster to see what it was doing. It was eating some poor soul who fell victim to the sick looking creature. Jenny tried to sneak past the doorway while the creature was distracted. Keeping an eye on it. Halfway past the doorway the creature looked up and gave a deeply chilling hiss as it licked it's razor sharp teeth with it's freakishly slimy tongue. She ran up the steps as fast as she could, climbing two steps at a time, as the creature gave chase. At the top of the steps on the second floor she ran straight ahead looking for some place to hide. A sign on the ceiling said "restroom" with an arrow pointed to the right. Jenny ran to the restroom and entered the lady's room. She ran into the last stall. She slammed shut the metal door and locked it. She aimed the sawn-off double barrel shotgun up at the door and stood on the toilet seat so her legs wouldn't be visible. Just before she breathed a sigh of relief her cell phone went off, her ring tone was Bob Dylan's Knockin on Heaven's Door. She quickly held the shotgun in her left hand as she pulled out the cell phone, that was in her right jacket pocket, with her right hand. She flipped it open and answered. "Vince? Is that you?" Jenny said whispering nervously. "Yeah it's me why are you whispering?" Vince replied. "I'm at the Museum there's a monster here." "I told you to stay here." "I don't have time for an argument right now. Please get here now!" She cut him off sternly whispering. "Ok, ok, ok, never mind, never mind. I'll be right there to help you just hang....". Jenny heard the bathroom down bust open. She pushed the red "end" button and put the phone back in her jacket pocket. The creature slowly walked into the bathroom, on all fours, searching for it's prey. It searched each stall, it's claws clicked on the tile floor as it took each step, pushing in any of the doors that weren't opened completely. Sarah was silently praying that she would live through this, that the creature would give up and leave. The creature came to the last stall. It stuck it's thin arm underneath the door. Feeling for it's prey. After about a minute of feeling the creature gave up and walked back to the restroom door. It got on it's hind legs and pushed it's left arm on to the left of the door as it curiously figured out how to open it. It then used it's right hand to turn the handle and open the door. Jenny heard the door click shut, she stood to full height peeking over the other stalls. She could see that the creature had gone. She cautiously got down off the toilet and slowly opened the stall door. She peeked out just to make sure it was really gone. She left the stall with shotgun at the ready walking up the bathroom checking each stall as she went. When Jenny got to the bathroom door she got down onto the floor and peeked under the crack of the bathroom door. Jenny couldn't see the creature. She stood up and opened the door with her left hand and held the shotgun with her right hand. She looked around and made sure the creature wasn't there before she left. She held the shotgun tightly with both hands as she walked back down the stairs to the first floor looking around for the creature. She couldn't see very far from the lack of light, becoming nervous as she got to the bottom of the stairs. The creature was to the left up the corridor, about thirty feet away. Jenny backed away in the other direction, the creature had it's back to her. She walked backward about another twenty feet before the creature turned and noticed her. She turned around and began running as the creature took chase. She ran as fast as she could through a few galleries and over to the west side of the building. "Jenny!" A voice yelled to here. Jenny looked around as the creature got closer. "Jenny over here!" She looked and saw William motioning her to come towards him. "Quick get inside." William said while holding open the thick steel door. Jenny ran into the security room as the creature got closer. Once inside William immediately shut the steel door and locked the bolt. "Don't worry it can't get in." William said with a smile as he looked over at Sarah. William was 6'1, 54 years old, gray hair, wearing black dress pants and a white dress shirt, holding a red handled fire axe with blood on the blade. Jenny hugged him with gratitude. "Where's Vince?" William said. "He isn't with me. we were gonna meet up but..." Jenny replied. "Is he ok?" "I talked to him about fifthteen minutes ago." "He'll be ok." William said with a smile. The security room had monitors all over the left wall. It was completely safe. The security room was made up of four separate rooms. CO's office, locker room, security guards' own restroom, and the surveillance room which Jenny and William were in now. "What weapons do you have other than that fire axe?" She asked him. "There's some pistols that Ronny brought from home just in case something happened." "Where are they?" "They're in the CO's office in a safe but I don't know the combination. What weapons do you have?" William was looking at the sawn-off double barrel shotgun in her right hand. "I got this shotgun, that .45 you gave me, and a .38 snub nose." Jenny replied as she reached behind her and pulled out the Model 1911 with her right hand while she held the shotgun in her left. Sarah handed the 1911 to William who smiled at the thoughtful gesture on her part. She reached in her left cargo pants pocket and handed him the four full 1911 clips. He took the clips and put them in his left dress pants pocket. "I know I don't have the combination to the safe....." William was interrupted by sounds of gunfire going from the other side of the security door. He looked at the monitor of the surveillance camera that was just outside the door. He couldn't quite make out who it was. He checked the Model 1911 .45 pistol by pulling back slightly on the slide to see if it was ready to fire. Earlier Jenny had loaded a full eight rounds into the gun. Seven in the clip and one in the chamber. William gripped the gun in his left hand as he unbolted and opened the steel security door with his right hand. He aimed the gun at the man. He couldn't quite make out who it was from the darkness of the area. "Who's there?"

The Venice are in LA too, and how the Azecas can be MS 13, MS 13 is so powerfull, and the Aztecas, not really..

Never play, they are better GTA in the future Would you rather... Become a Muslim fanatic and kill the Pope? or Become the Pope and kill all the muslims while they have 2 miniguns each and you have only a cross?

^H4RDC0R3 L0L3Z!!!

ohhh. Its hard to imagine that big cruise ship near los santos (its the most logical place cause it has the most free location in the water)

Would you rather: Kiss your dad or Fuck the creator of google?

Christians dont eat ham?!

Is it possible?

I dont believe in god. One time i was at Israel and ate ham, so some 6th year students walk past me and done faces of ew'. Its their right to believe in god but say that ham isnt food, its just wrong. And some jewish guy entered a shop that sells ham and stripped off his clothes as a protest. And the Muslim Fanatics are so...stupid. They kill everyone cause they dont believe in Allah.

Melee: Baseball Bat. IDK, i just...love it. Pistol: Desert Eagle. Strong, and big, one shot=kill (if you a Hitman rank with him). SMG: MP5. I am not a big fan of SMG, but if i have to take one, ill take an MP5. Rifles: AK47. My country (one man-but he was Russian) created the AK, and i love him more than any other rifle. Shotguns: Sawn-off Shotgun. Fast, awesome for crowds when dual, but not alot of ammo, and expensive (12 bullets for 800$!) Heavy: Minigun. Fast, better than RPG's and RL's cause he is faster and he cant hurt you, and he's better for the crowd cause they are in different distances, so RL's and RPG's cant kill ALL of them, but Minigun can. Throwing: Satchel Charges. Good for Terrorist-like assaults.

av, long but the forum things will fix it. good, bad, ???

JFGHLSIUG Jelly fricking god hot licking sushi Irish uranus goon (uranus-car in san andreas)

Cholos. I dont think they are using only a Pistol.

Chapter III-Brother's Keeper "I love you." Vince said to Jenny as if he was never gonna see her again. "I love you too." Jenny replied to Vince before he pushed the red "end" button on the cordless phone and tossed it on his bed. He looked at his dead brother Jim. Vince looked at all the blood he had over his black t-shirt and blue boxer shorts. Vince ran out of his room and down the hall to the bathroom. He took off the t-shirt and boxers and got in the shower closing the blue shower curtain and turning on the water. He quickly grabbed the orange bar of soap on the soak rake and washed the blood off of his face. As he washed the rest of his body as if there was blood everywhere he stopped and thought for a second. "I don't got time for this." He said to himself pulling back the blue shower curtain and getting out of the shower. Vince grabbed a towel off the towel rack and ran back to his room. He ran straight ahead to his brown coated red wood dresser and opened the top drawer. Carefully avoiding the blood and brain matter that was splattered across the floor, he grabbed a pair of socks and a gray pair of boxer shorts. Vince looked at the blood and brain matter that covered his bed room floor and parts of his bed. He sat down on the black leather couch that was next to his dresser and slipped on the white socks. He then stood up and put on the gray boxer shorts. Vince, avoiding the bloody parts of his sheets, ran across his bed to his closet and grabbed a dark green t-shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans. He immediately slipped on the faded jeans and buttoned them. He zipped up the jeans then slipped on the dark green t-shirt. Vince looked at the bloody baseball bat that was laying near his dead brother's corpse. He picked it up looked at the blood and bits of brain matter that was on the black painted bat. He stopped and looked at Jim's "battered" body. "He needs some kind of Christian burial, after all he was my brother." Vince said to himself before he took the corner of the blood soaked sheets and threw them over the body of his brother. He shook off the feeling of guilt he had and, once again avoiding the blood and brain matter, ran across his bed and slipped on his black shoes tying them tight. He opened the top drawer of his old brown night stand that his dad made for him when he was a kid. Vince put the bloody bat in his left hand as he grabbed his cell phone and put it on the top of the old brown night stand. He then grabbed a Zippo lighter and placed it in his right front jeans pocket. Next Vince grabbed his switch blade and placed it in his back jeans pocket. He slowly closed the drawer and stood there looking at the nightstand. Vince tapped it a couple times then grabbed his cell phone and ran down the hall. He made a right into Jim's room and dropped to the floor peeking under Jim's bed. Vince pushed the baseball bat aside and with both hands reached under the bed and pulled out a large but flat cardboard box that fit just perfectly under Jim's bed. Vince brought the box up onto the bed and looked at it for a second. Vince got a guilty look on his face and shook his head no. He stood there in the middle of Jim's room thinking. He walked over to the closet and grabbed Jim's leather jacket. Vince tugged on the leather jacket a few times to get it snug. "Were gonna give them hell bro. Both of us." Vince said to Jim's leather jacket as he began to tear up a little from killing his brother. Revenge is the best medicine now to get even with the sick feeling deep inside Vince. Jim would have been fighting right along side of him. The thing that he killed looked like his brother but it wasn't Jim. "There all gonna pay." Vince said to himself in sorrow. After he put on the leather jacket, and placed the cell phone in the left jacket pocket, he picked up the bat, walked out of Jim's room, making a right into the hall, and went straight to the bathroom. Vince took a bath towel off the towel rack and started wiping the blood off the Louisville slugger. When Vince was convinced it was clean he left the bathroom and ran down the stairs into the kitchen. He grabbed his keys off the kitchen table and put them in the right jacket pocket. Vince also grabbed Jim's keys and put them in his right jacket pocket. He heard a gun shot coming from out front of his house. He ran to the front of his house and peeked out the window to the right moving the curtain to the left. He saw a fire fighter shooting at a zombie with a hunting rifle. "I'm gonna kick your ass!" The firefighter said as he shot the undead being in the head causing it's head to almost completely explode in a dark red puff of blood. Vince ran out the front door of his house and down the short path to the side walk. "Hey Carl nice shot." Ethan shouted to the firefighter as he worked the bolt action on the rifle then aimed it at Vince thinking he's a zombie. "Hey I'm human put down the gun!" Vince shouted at Carl before he recognized his old buddy Vince and put the gun down. "Vince what the hell are you still doing here." Another firefighter said as he came out the side door to see what was going on. "I could ask you the same question chief." Vince replied. "Hell you know us we ain't going no where." A third firefighter said as he came out through the side door of the firehouse. "Is the whole crew here chief?" Vince said. "Most of them." Chief replied. "Where you going kid?" The third firefighter, Denise asked. "I'm heading over to Jenny's place then me and her are going to the Art Museum to get my dad." Vince replied. "Let me get you a gun. Denise get Vince a shot...." "No thanks Chief I'll be ok." Vince interrupted the chief with a smile. "I got this." Vince said holding up his black baseball bat then running back into the house. "Hey Chief why didn't Vince want a gun?" Denise said in curiosity. Carl looked at the chief and nodded as he headed toward the firehouse and went inside. The chief thought for a second. "I'll tell you later golden boy." The chief said to Denise as they headed for the side door of the firehouse. Vince closed and locked the white door behind him then walked through the living room and dining room then into the kitchen. He stopped in where his mom use to have her sowing room and made sure he had everything he needed. After a moment of thought Vince went out the back door. As Vince walked down the back red painted wooded steps, and down the brick path toward the swimming pool, he stopped got a skip to his step and double timed it down the brick path and around the pool to the garage. Vince unlocked the garage door and walked in. On the wall to the right was countless tools that all could be used as a weapon. Most notably a sledge hammer and a chainsaw. Vince ignored them both as he got on the yellow dirt bike and pulled out Jim's set of keys. Vince tried each key from the set until he go to the one that fit. He put it in the ignition key hole with a large grin and turned the ignition. Only to have the grin turned to a frustrated look as after countless turns the bike wouldn't turn over. "Shit!" Vince said with disappointment as he got off the bike. He checked the fuel gauge. The needle on the gauge read empty. Vince went back outside locking and closing the door behind him. Slamming it shut to get it fully closed. He made a left and ran down the path along side of the garage that lead to the back gate. Vince opened the ten foot tall wooden gate and closed it behind him as he pulled out his keys like he's done thousands of times before when he was late for a class and left the back way. He ran down the alley heading north toward 38th Street. As Vince walked up the alley a dog savagely barked at him on the other end of a small chain linked fence. The dog looked different than any other. It's eyes were dead white and it's teeth were exposed more from the rotting flesh around it's mouth. It growled ferociously at Vince then began ramming the chain link fence trying to bust through. Vince ran for his life up the alley as the dog continued to ram the chain link fence beginning to break it. Vince ran full speed making a right onto 38th Street heading east. He ran down the hill gathering momentum as he got to the bottom crossing an intersection and entering a vacant parking lot. Vince looked back to make sure the dog hadn't followed him. He stood there bent over as he rested to regain his breath. "Lost him." Vince said with a smirk as he stood tall and turned only to be greeted with deep moaning from two zombies. "Aw shit." Vince said with a sigh before he whacked the first zombie, on the left, in the side of the head colliding it into the second zombie. Vince smacked the second zombie in the left part of his head. As both zombies fell to the ground Vince began evenly dealing out heavy bashing on each of the zombie's heads. Once the two zombies were taken care of Vince breathed a sigh of relief. Then he heard a growl behind him. Vince turned around and saw the zombie dog from earlier except this time there was no chain link fence. The dog lunged at Vince as he jumped to the right dodging the dog's attack. Vince did a sweep with his baseball bat breaking the dog's back right leg. As the dog limped at Vince for another attack he got up and started bashing the wounded creature's head with his baseball bat. After several heavy hits the dog was just as dead as the two human zombies. Vince brushed off his leather jacket and ran up the cement stair case at the north end of the vacant parking lot. At the top of the stairs Vince looked at the next parking lot making sure there were no new threats. He ran across the empty parking lot to the rotunda. He pushed open the in operable power slide doors. Vince ran down the man made slop to the next pair of in operable electric doors and slide them open. He walked into the dark mall. Vince walked down the large corridor looking around for any threats. Vince got to a small T intersection. He found treats alright. A couple dozen of them. Vince dodged the first couple as he ran down the corridor only to find a wall of undead coming straight for him. Vince was surrounded. A zombie got close to him. Vince gave a quick one handed swing to knock it back. He started swinging at the zombie's heads. There didn't seem to be a way out for Vince. Vince looked to his left and saw a vacant store. He swung his bat hard at the window shattering the glass every where within the vacant store. Vince jumped through the newly shattered opening and ran across the store and through the double doors. By passing the bottle neck of zombies. Now passed the zombies, Vince ran fast toward the front doors of the rotunda. Some scattered zombies where near the doors. Any that Vince couldn't dodge he just smashed them hard across either the left or right side of their head. Vince ran out a set of double doors then down the cement steps and out to 40th Street. The zombies inside the rotunda easily pushed open the front doors and pursued Vince at a slow but steady speed. Vince ran fast down the middle of 40th Street. He ran and ran until he hit University Parkway. He slowed to a jog as he head south on University Parkway. Once Vince got to the intersection of University Parkway and 39th Street he stopped and rested for a moment right in the middle of the intersection. Vince looked around the area and couldn't find one zombie besides the ones that were chasing him from the rotunda. "They're still on 40th." Vince said to himself with a laugh. "Though I was wrong about the dog." Vince continued as he got up and started running east up 39th Street as it curved south towards Jenny's apartment building. When he got up the street to the building Vince entered through the east entrance and shut the doors behind him. Vince stood there for a second and made sure the zombies from the rotunda still weren't following him. He turned around to be greeted by an African American zombie dressed in brown slacks, a blue jacket, and blue baseball cap. Vince swung his baseball bat hard at the zombie smashing it across the right side of it's head. He took another swing this time hitting the zombie's left side of the head. Vince pushed him out of the way with a hard two handed swing to the left of the zombie's head again dropping it to the ground. Several more zombies were coming down the hall to the left and three more zombie was coming up the hall to the right coming after Vince. He ran to the elevator and quickly started tapping the elevator button. The zombies began to get closer as Vince kept hitting the elevator button until the elevator doors finally opened. He quickly ran into the elevator and began tapping the "close door" button. One of the zombies tried to get in the elevator at Vince. Vince gave the zombie a straight hit to it's face with his baseball bat knocking the undead being out of the way of the elevator doors just as they closed. Vince breathed a sigh of relief as he hit the "7" button on the elevators button panel. Vince heard a strong hum of the elevator moving. He leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes. He rested from all the running and fighting, relaxing, and enjoying the ride. While the elevator continued to floor 4 on the green "floor" indicator just above the elevator doors. Vince thought about his brother as he looked down at the leather jacket he was wearing. Vince then looked up at the "floor" indicator. The elevator was going past floor 6. "Almost there baby girl." Vince said as the elevator got to floor 7. The elevator doors opened as Vince rushed out and looked left and right with his baseball bat at the ready. There were no zombies in the hall, Vince turned left and ran towards Jenny's apartment. As he ran up the hall Vince reached in his right jacket pocket and shuffled through them looking for his copy of Jenny's apartment key. He unlocked the door and opened it with a smile on his face hoping to see Jenny. "Jenny? Jenny where are you?" Vince said as he walked into Jenny's apartment closing the door behind him. He was about to throw the bloody baseball bat down onto the floor when he looked down at Jenny's white carpeting. Vince thought that Jenny would kill him if he got blood on her carpet. He ran into the little kitchenette to the right and shoved the bloody Louisville slugger in the sink. "Jenny?" Vince shouted as he ran right down the short hall to her bed room. Vince looked in the bathroom. "Jenny?" Vince said as he entered the bathroom across the hall from Jenny's bed room. He began to worry as he searched the whole apartment again. Vince went back to the main room of the apartment and dropped down into the white couch. Vince reached in his left jacket pocket and pulled out his cell phone. He flipped it open and opened the menu. He highlighted Jenny's name on the speed dial list and pressed the green "talk" button. Vince, thinking it would be forever before Jenny would answer, was surprised to hear her answer so fast. "Yeah it's me why are you whispering?" Vince said, there was a pause as Vince listened to what Jenny was saying. "Jenny I told you to stay here. Ok, ok, ok, never mind, never mind. I'll be right there to help you just hang...." The signal cut off. "Jenny? Jenny!?"

Glad i helped, and outlaw, i know, its just looks more "official" that JB will buy the weapons. ^And i forgot to mention that you need white CJ mod, but maybe there will be one day that the JB movies will introduce a black JB.

That site is for people who are not that good with photoshop.

So why didnt you posted it in your 1st post? Wanted us to reaveal it by ourself??...

San Andreas:How to be James Bond The Guide contains: 1.How to be cool, like him? 2.How to be ruthless like him? 3.How to be pure like him? 4.How to be silent as him? 1.Get a Black Jacket in Victim. Get a Black Pants in Victim. Get a Golden Crowex in Dider Sachs. Get Black Shoes in Dider Sachs. Get Black Shades in Dider Sachs. Get a Cesar haircut in any Barber Shop. 2.Always shoot or stab to the head. Dont be afraid of any cops in your way. Get a Sniper Rifle in Ammu-Nation. Get a M4 in Ammu-Nation. 3.Never let anyone see how you kill your victims. 4.Get a Silenced 9mm Berreta in Ammu-Nation. Get a Knife in the Snakes Farm in Verdant Meadows. Hope you enjoyed Cryptic Slayer's guide to How to be James Bond in San Andreas.