GTA: Wikiverse, No. 4 - Nervous Memez

(Notes: In exchange for lower Touhou, you get more fucking action. My pleasure, corruption assholes)

MEANWHILE, ON THAT CERTAIN FUCKING SIDE...

Unknown #1: Wait, what the fuck, our train to the cartel got fucking raided?

Unknown #2: Yeah, I've heard that the GPE just befriended those Purple County-set Yakuza assholes and raided our shit down! How shitty was that?

Unknown #1: Well, shit. Now where our fags gonna get the drugs?

Unknown #2: From your smelly ass?

Unknown #1: Will you shut the fuck up?

Unknown #2: Alright, whatever motherfucker.

Unknown #1: Anyways, this time, we're going to ship our shit over to the syndicate aerially. Also, tell those other motherfuckers to take extra caution. When those Yakuza fuckers come in, eliminate all of their asses. Also, tell LITERALLY every gang in South Central to do business there, asses will be capped.

Unknown #2: Alright, I'm informing the drug lord soon enough.

Unknown #1: Yeah, show dem shitheads who's gangsta.

Unknown #2: OK, I'm calling the GPE to come too.

Unknown #1: ASSHOLE! DON'T DO THAT! YOU'LL RUIN OUR FUCKING BUSINESS!

Unknown #2: ...So our bitches can kill them all.

Unknown #1: You're damn straight, it's a fucking good idea! Tell our assholes to come with good security, so the delivery will go unscathed. Now get outta here, fuckwad.

Unknown #2: OK, alright, fuck you.

BACK ON THIS FUCKING SIDE...

At morning, after the GPE OGs was JUST about to celebrate their hit, Memez got a phone call from another unknown number.

Memez: Hello, who the fuck is this?

Memez heard a completely unfamiliar female voice that was, for some reason, claiming to help him in his rebellion against the shitty uprising of some kind of street gang known as The Corruption. However, when did since Corruption assholes knew his ways, he was getting paranoid.

Vannessa: So, hello, and I saw, like, your raid on the drug train and I wanna, like, get rid of Sanguinem. So, he's destroyed, like, my businesses even through everyone was, like, love it.

Memez: First, how did you know? Second, which businesses? And third, who the fuck are you?

Vannessa: I will not say who I am until I gain your people's tru-

Memez: Shut the fuck up, who told the GPE was a fucking private organization? Now, please kindly fuck off.

Vannessa: No, please, let me into your organization and I will-

Memez: Stay away from my fucking company, fatua.

Memez promptly hung the phone up and he was like holy fuck it was so good to do that to her. Even with stinger agents those assholes aren't gonna get them.

He decided to check the hallway again. However, for some weird reason, Patrix90 was (somehow) gone. Well shit. Shortly after, however, Jack and Bonesy came bursting from each doors towards Memez, apparently both also nervous about some shit.

Bonesy: FUCK, GOT CORRUPTION ASSHOLES ON MY TAIL!

Jack: FUCK, GOT A FAKE FUCKER ON MY ASS!

Memez: Alright, guys, fucking chill. Explain each situation and I'll try to deal with each of them.

Bonesy: So, I was trying to hang out, double agent trying to investigate those Corruption assholes over in Lifeinvader on what we are doing. I was also talking to Jack and Carc when suddenly they asked for me to hand my phone to them, so I fucking quit. Now they're gonna get me.

Memez: Okay, we could handle them motherfuckers from this tower.

Bonesy: But, the fuckers are gonna come over here.

Memez: Chillax, dude, we're gonna be RIGHT there behind you.

Bonesy: TAKE ME OUT OF HERE, JAGOFFS.

Memez: Just, fucking.

Bonesy: IT'S PART OF THE OPERATION.

He promptly sped off the tower and drove off in his Oceanic, leaving Memez and Jack staring in disbelief.

Memez: Well then, shit. I guess that was it. What about you, Jack?

Jack: Well, some bitch-fucking bitch called, said that she would help us with this operation, but it's an obvious fake.

Memez: Yeah, got contacted too, but I just hung up on that bitch.

Jack: Oh yeah, those assholes ain't gonna get us!

Jack put some weed on a bong and smoked it, while Memez and Jack walked down the hallway, talking to each other.

Memez: Well, I guess we'll be capping those motherfuckers soon enough eh?

Jack: Hahaha, yeah, man.

Memez: And then we'll be capping the asses of those leaders.

Jack: Fools wouldn't stand a chance against us eh?

Memez: Yep, that's our drill on them.

However, suddenly, Memez promptly got texted by some certain motherfucker and he had to see who it was. Quite frankly enough, it was by "Brutalis Sanguinem," number 555-64-4449. Plus, for some reason, a ridiculously catchy music plays in the background, but the soruce is uncertain.

Memez: Well shit, now what this junkie has in store for us?

He decided to check the message, and, just as he expected, it said "BOO!"

Memez: OK, fuck those niggas, gonna fuck them back.

Memez texted him "Asshole." in response.

Sanguinem: hey memez keeping busy i hope

Memez: Wait, how the fuck did you get my number?

Sanguinem: ways and means you little cuck

Memez: You know me, motherfucker.

Sanguinem: yeah i know you dickhead i know everything about you

Memez: And? Like I give a fuck.

Sanguinem: pfft yeah we're watching you

Memez: Motherfucker!

Sanguinem: just in case you havent know ive ransacked your quarters in change of raiding our train

Memez: *turns away to Jack* Well, shit.

Sanguinem: if you want revenge come over to the mclaughlin airfield we will be waiting for you then

Memez: Fuck you and your bitches.

Sanguinem promptly went offline and that was it.

Memez: OK, well, fuck, SHIT!

Jack: Shit's been happening m8.

Nue: HEY, HOMINES, OBSERVETIS!

Nue promptly flew through the hallways, however she also looked nervous, however so concerned that, for some reason, she crashed onto a wall. Memez promptly picked her up (nigga love) and asked her what's wrong.

Memez: What's wrong? Trouble with those Taoist assholes again?

Nue: No, master. Come here quick, they were here for you. Here... For you.

Jack: Your bitch looks pretty fine m8.

Memez: Wait, who was here?

All three walked into Memez's quarters to... well, find it in a state of disrepair.

Nue: Them gangbangers. After we raided their train?

Memez immediately got even more nervous.

Memez: And they damaged my stuff, huh? They smash up my quarters. Damage my mind. Look at this... this... this, this, this, this bust here of Helios. This fucking meant more to me than Sanguinem meant to anyone. And they fucked it up. Those bitch-fucking, existential crisis, gang-banging, mind-fucking, nebulous-minded shit-eating fucking assholes!

Nue: They're assholes, master. They are, they're gang banging assholes!

Jack: Well, so what do we do?

Memez promptly got another phone call. However, thankfully, this time it was from Katsu, so he proceed to answer it.

Katsu: Kon'nichiwa, Memez. I saw that you have some problem. Well, we got some too.

Memez: OK, describe.

Katsu: Well, our trailer also got ransacked as revenge for us raiding their train. In addition, they proceed to wipe out our smaller set Purple County Yakuza mistakening thinking it was them who did it.

Memez: Oh, fucking nice, those assholes got you too. So, what now?

Katsu: Well, they also persuaded us to go over to the McLaughlin Airstrip, but we didn't head over there, since it's under command of the Khuligans Mafia, even through I'm sure there's a fuckload of gangs over there. So, I suggest that you and your guys head over there and do a little business with them.

Memez: Alright, I got the message.

Katsu: Also, they're delivering weapons. Steal them and give half of them to us if you can. The rest are drugs, burn them.

Memez: Well, I guess those fuckers will fuck around no more.

Katsu: OK, see you later on the set.

Katsu promptly hung up. After hearing of this, Memez proceed to explain to the crew about what they needed to do.

Memez: Oh, excellent. So, we got a plan here, butwithoutbonesitskindasimple. So, basically, Corruption and Khuligan assholes are delivering some weapons over San Estrellas YET again, for whatever reason, however this time they use a plane. They're doing the delivery over the McLaughlin Airstrip. So, the plan is that, we snipe all of those dumb ass motherfuckers from a distance, and when they spots us we go full action on their asses and steal all of their shit, BUT drugs of coruse, deliver some for the Yakuza, the rest we keep, okay?

Nue: Yeah, they'll apperciate us more for doing business finally.

Jack: Well, the question is, can at least anyone here fly aircrafts and shit?

Memez: Nope, I ain't that type.

Nue: Me neither.

Patrix90: I can, fools.

Everyone promptly got shocked and turned on their backs to see Patrix90, somehow completely NOT high on vaporwave alongside Squigly, who is hooked up with headphones with an old-age MP3 player playing... something aesthetic.

Memez: Jesus, how the fuck did you got here?

Patrix90: Not even rocket science m8, I always have a clue of what you guys are doing.

Memez: Anyways, wanna go take a walk in a park?

Patrix90: Oh, I sure do, my nigga. Taking the piss on wankers and all that.

Jack: Well Memez, your men seems pretty nice. Now shall we go?

Memez: Yeah, but I gotta go get heated up and buy a sniper rifle first. The rest of you guys go to the Francotirador Tower and wait for me there, okay?

Nue: Kay, see you there.

Memez: Don't worry, girl. I'll take only a minute.

Jack: OK, stop stalling here m8s, we have work to do anyway.

Patrix90: Alright, whatever dude, youdon'ttellpeopletodostuffright. You guys run up the stairs and get to my helipad and I'll fly somewhere near the whatever tower and wait for Memez, then ya'll get to your positions.

So, most of the guys proceed to go up the stairs to Patrix90's helipad. Meanwhile, Memez proceed to run down the stairs. Then, at the front of the tower, he promptly jacked a white Freeway from some biker, stole his money in the progress and promptly sped away to an Ammu-Nation in Merrimore, which is just in the middle of Purple County.

After Memez arrived in front of the Ammu-Nation, he went inside the store and "deal" with the clerk for some stuff.

Memez: Hey, patriotic motherfucker, give me a sniper rifle with a suppressor and a bullet suppression vest.

Clerk: Dude, guns are only for liberals, buy them or-

Memez: I don't fucking care, get me them or I'll shoot your head off.

Clerk: OK, OK, here they are, now get the fuck out of here!

Memez took a sniper rifle, a suppressor and a bullet suppression vest all for free. Then, he promptly quit the store and was just preparing to get on his bike as he got a phone call.

Memez: I'm going to wonder why I got so MUCH phone calls.

Memez answered it and to his surprise, it was Bonesy.

Bonesy: Hey. First, I apologise for what have happened earlier, because otherwise I might not be kind enough on that part.

Memez: It's okay, pal. What happened anyway?

Bonesy: Well, those gangbangers suspected me of being sided with you guys. To keep the illusion that I was one of them, they attempted to have me show something, so I promptly quit. Don't worry, I'm OK. I'm in your tower with Midna finally joining us. Where are you?

Memez: Well, we're going to assault on those Corruption motherfuckers over at the McLaughlin Airstrip and steal all of their shit. Wanna join?

Bonesy: Not right now, I'm having Midna familiar with your tower first.

Memez: OK, I'll see you back on the set.

Bonesy: For life, you heard?

Memez: Yeah, for now I'll get on to business.

Memez promptly hung up and got on his bike quickly, heading over to the Francotirador Tower to meet the rest of his crew.

MEANWHILE, ON THE OTHER SIDE...

After everyone get heated up and ran up to Patrix90's helipad, they saw Patrix90's... glorious Maverick sitting there. No, really. Apparently, his unique helicopter was all black with two red stripes, with "GPE" written on the side in red. It also has a flyer attached to it, which is, well, the NMH album cover of "In The Aeroplane In The Sea."

Jack: You... have a weird taste in music.

Nue: It's his style, bud. Take it easy.

Patrix90: For me, this shit doesn't look any dodgy. Now let's get on the helicopter and go.

Squigly: Did someone just said aesthetic? I love aesthetic.

All four of them proceed to get on the helicopter and Patrix90 piloted it, slowly taking it off and gaining height.

Jack: Hey, this thing go any faster?

Patrix90: Mate, we got three tons of aesthetics on board, the engine block is held together with a vibrator, and it's running on 20-year old diesel.

Jack: Hell, dude, then how does this fucking thing even take off?

Patrix90: It's not even rocket science m8.

Jack: Whatever, man. You ever smoked weed? Great shit m80.

Patrix90: The only drug I've ever took is vaporwave likewhatthisbitchisexperiencing, brilliant aesthetic shit.

Nue: Stay cool, I'm gonna try a little something.

Nue used her ability to hide Patrix90's helicopter from observers, Corruption or not.

Patrix90: Cheers, I guess.

Nue: Excuse me, what does that mean?

Patrix90: You know, I'm from the fortunately good part of UK. Feel lucky I'm born there or I would've been with those gangbangers by now.

Jack: You'd better not tho, otherwise you'd be dead by now.

Patrix90: Say whatever the fuck you want, I'm trying to fly.

Nue: *giggles* Heh, you guys are so funny.

Patrix90: Stay with Memez, I suppose I'll be having an aesthetic bitch soon enough.

Jack: And even with this cool I have wondered why I got no fine girls, like in the videos?

Patrix90: Because you cocked up with that coolness.

Jack: No, you're a hipster, shut the hell up.

After some time of mocking each other for no apparent reason whatsoever, they finally landed on a flat land near the Francotirador Tower, and waited for Memez to come. Shortly after, Memez came on a bike with a Sniper Rifle with a sliencer, wearing body armor.

Memez: Sup, y'all!

Nue: Whassup, my dude.

Squigly: I'm so high on vaporwave.

Patrix90: Nothing much. You know we're going to take out the rubbish.

Memez: Yeah, but let's see if those assholes will be there already.

Jack: OK, you check there, I'm afraid I might attract attention from those assholes.

Memez: I know, it's a stealth mission. I'll take Nue out to scope if the bastards are there or not.

Nue: OK, as you please, I'll get on your back.

Memez: That's nice. Oh, and you guys go hide behind the bushes. When anything's up, then I'll speak, okay?

Patrix90: K.

Jack: Whatever, dude, make this quick.

Patrix90: Dude, don't rush him, he said it's a stealth business.

Memez and Nue went up to the tower. So, after they was on the top of the tower, Nue pulled out some binoculars and proceed to scope out the McLaughlin Airfield while on Memez's back. After some seconds, she gasped and reported something after flying out of Memez's back.

Nue: Code Red, some fuckers are patrolling all over the airfield.

Memez: Well shit, I'm firing a few shots.

Memez proceed to aim his sniper rifle on the airfield. Apparently, all of the three gangs were in the airfield at all once. The Corruption, The Khuligans Mafia and... some kind of a Neo-Nazi gang, similiar to those guys they saw on their Freight raid. Most of them wield MM9 pistols and Micro-Uzis.

Memez: Well shit, looks like Sanguinem told every gang in South Central!

Nue: Man, we gonna smoke those assholes.

Memez proceed to fire some shots from his sniper rifle, shooting any unaccompanied guards on the airstrip. A few of them dropped dead shortly. However, the rest of the patrol guards on the airstrip were accompanied, and thus they would spot the bodies. So, Memez called Patrix90 out.

Memez: Hey, Patrix90, do me a favor.

Patrix90: K. What is it?

Memez: Slip in the airstrip and take care of those motherfuckers, then get back and wait until their planes come, in which we steal all of their shit.

Patrix90: Alright mate, I'm going.

Patrix90 loaded his Vaporwave Pistol and attach a silencer to it, then promptly sneaked over to the airstrip.

Patrix90: Hey, can you hear me over this radio?

Memez: Yeah, loud and clear.

Nue: Hey, mysterious fellow, move and smoke these assholes!

Patrix90: ...I was about to do it.

Patrix90 sneaked along the airfield and spotted two Corruption guards chatting outside of a building.

Patrix90: Hey, two guards outside that building!

Memez promptly shot both of the guards on their body in a hurry. Patrix90 continued on until he saw another guard, this time a Khuligan walking to the back of that building.

Patrix90: Shit, Russian coming down on the back. Shoot him!

Memez quickly shot the Khuligan on the back of the buliding on the head, killing him and thus avoiding attention. After this, Patrix90 promptly walked on. He later saw some Neo-Nazi talking with two Corruption gangsters on front of another building. He shot the Neo-Nazi gangster in the back of his head and quickly hid. The gangsters then freaked out and tried to find the cause.

Patrix90: Shoot those two other fuckers down, quick!

Memez quickly shot the two other gangsters down and Patrix90 goes out of hiding and continued on. However, some Corruption gangsters started to arrive on two purple Wayfarers, so Patrix90 notified Memez of this.

Patrix90: Shit, some assholes started to arrive on bikes. Smoke them all.

Memez then quickly shot the two gangsters biking. After the other gangsters noticed, Patrix90 got out of his cover and shot the two other passengers. Patrix90 continued on his way until he saw a white Regina driving through the airstrip, so he hid in a bush.

Patrix90: OK, don't shoot those guys in the wagon until they got out, I'm seeing what they're up to.

Memez: OK, got it.

Memez observed the white wagon until it stopped at a trailer nearby of a hangar. Then, a Khuligan mobster and his two men came out of it.

Patrix90: Alright, now you can shoot him.

Memez shot the driver of the wagon and the other two mobsters freaked out as they tried to run. However, Patrix90 came out of the bush and shot them both, killing them.

Patrix90: Hey, nice one, really.

Patrix90 continued through the airfield as he saw a Corruption gangster running to his general direction.

Patrix90: Crap, that guy's spotted the bodies! Erase him out quick!

Memez: Got it.

Memez proceed to shoot the gangster in the leg, then on his head, killing him. Patrix90 continued.

Patrix90: My fucking bollocks.

Later, more Corruption gangsters arrived on the airfield on Voodoos. Unforunately for Memez and his crew, they noticed the corpses. They then drove around more erratically, presumably trying to find who killed them.

Patrix90: Ok, fuck this. Kill all of those assholes!

Memez later attempted to shoot the Voodoo on the back. However, he ended up making the car explode by shooting its gas tank, causing the patrol to become alarmed.

Patrix90: Shit, mate, you cocked up! Go full action on their asses!

Memez: Alright, I'm fucking going.

Jack: Okay, we gonna noscope them!

Nue: Yeah, show our tough asses by taking out these douches.

Squigly: Can I stop listening to your aesthetics now?

Memez and Nue went out of the tower and quickly ran to the airstrip, and Jack and Squigly went out of their covers while Patrix90 took his sliencer out of his Vaporwave Pistol, thus increasing its damage, as a small war was about to begin on the fucking airfield. Memez and Nue readied their SMGs, and Jack pulled out his, well, 420NOSCOPERIFLE, while Squigly pulled out two Tec-9s, and get themselves ready for the shootout.

Not long after, they launched a counter attack and some Corruption gangsters started swarming towards the crew, some throwing up stupid gang signs (and in case you where thinking, yeah, it's that one). Then, Jack kickstarted the crew by shooting some of the more well-armed members of the army, providing a slightly easier challenge for the crew. Patrix90, Memez and Nue went out of their covers and started to shoot on the gangsters.

Patrix90: I always owe debt on those assholes for not welcoming me back on LT.

Memez: Do you see any of those said assholes?

As they ambushed more of the Corruption gangsters, Squigly started getting more high on vaporwave as Nue completely went mad on the motherfuckers, killing any of them that she could find, while Jack slackered reloading his 420NOSCOPERIFLE and refusing to use his powers as a Dankgel to eliminate the army (because of GTA logic).

Squigly: ﻿Ｉ＇ｖｅ  ｍａｄｅ  ｕｐ  ｍｙ  ｍｉｎｄ，  ｔｉｍｅ  ｉｓ  ｒｕｎｎｉｎｇ  ｏｕｔ，  ｍａｋｅ  ａ  ｍｏｖｅ，  ｏｈ，  ｗｅ  ｃａｎ  ｇｏ  ｏｎ，  ｄｏ  ｙｏｕ  ｕｎｄｅｒｓｔａｎｄ？  Ｉｔ＇ｓ  ａｌｌ  ｉｎ  ｙｏｕｒ  ｈｅａｄ．

Nue: YOUR BLOOD WILL RUN LIKE SAKE!

Patrix90: Jesus, guys, stop getting so crazy.

Memez: But when I'm fucking nervous, I like this shit best.

Eventually, the vaporwave influence seeped to the Corruption gangsters, causing them to get high on vaporwave, claiming that themselves "turned autistic," and promptly shot themselves in the head. Shortly after, three Reginas with Khuligan mobsters driving them arrived, while their passengers attempted a drive-by shooting on the crew. Unfortunately for them however, this was proved unsuccessful as Jack noscoped all of their gas tanks, causing them to epicly explode.

Jack: Holy fuck, my shit was tight!

Eventually, after the last of the Corruption squads were killed, Memez decided to administer a quick plan for what the crew have to do.

Memez: Okay, Patrix90 go run your helicopter. Nue, protect the helicopter at all costs. I'll go with Jack to protect the airstrip until the plane arrives.

After this, Patrix90 proceed to his helicopter with Nue. Patrix90 started taking off his helicopter while Nue flew around it. Memez and Jack went to the airfield, keeping watch of any gangsters that was about to come. Shortly after, a red helicopter apparently operated by Neo-Nazis started flying in the area. They promptly dropped some other Neo-Nazi gangsters on parachute with Micro-Uzis, promptly opening fire on the crew, as well as Patrix90's helicopter. However, some of them were either shot by Nue or quickscoped by Jack. The remaining troops that came down are then knocked out by Memez with his staff, then get shot by him in the progress (Wait, how is he able to hold THAT much weapons? GTA logic).

Nue: This made me wish that I stayed in 'Sokyo to watch the Lunar War II!

Memez: I wish I would've join but I'd be greenlit for killing so much fuckers.

Patrix90: Guys, get that fucking red helicopter down!

Jack: Got it, motherfucker.

Patrix90: ...Whatever.

Jack shot the red helicopter down with his 420NOSCOPERIFLE, causing it to fall down in smoke (obviously). After it fell on the ground, it made an extremely epic explosion, so epic everyone turned their back at it, because as you all know cool people doesn't look at explosions. After all this crap, the crew was finally relieved to see no more fuckers coming their way.

Patrix90: Holy shit, we aced them good!

Memez: OK, let's wait for the cargo plane.

So, shortly after, some... kind of plane which seems to be flown from cross-country came on the airstrip. This particular... "plane" was a shade of ominous purple, while its wings are entirely made out of giant, bloody claws, and phrases relating to the contempt of philosophy sprayed on the plane. Due to this, the plane will be referred to as "Existential Crisis 444" (because it sounds like a plane name, right assholes?).

Jack: Holy shit, what the fuck is that thing?

Memez: No doubt that must be the fucking cargo plane.

Nue: Oh great, let's rob it!

As Patrix90 lowered his helicopter to the ground and opened the helicopter's cargo tank, Nue promptly smashed through the windows of the Existential Crisis 444 and dragged the pilot out, apparently named "Artyom" from the Khuligans Mafia. Nue promptly repeatedly slammed his head repeatedly on the hard sand until he started coughing blood, and attempted to convince the crew to spare his life.

Artyom: *cough* *cough* Please, spare me and I'll tell you all what they did!

Memez: Really? You look like an asshole.

Artyom: They... they started the second purge... and they demolished businesses, ruined the stores!

Patrix90: Oh, so THAT'S the truth. Nice one, you fucking wanker.

Jack: Even through I've observed that already? Made me look like fucking trash to you guys.

Artyom: I'll promise I'll not tell anyone, just fucking let me out!

Memez: Nue, code five. Don't let him out. Everyone else, steal from the cargo plane before 5.0 arrive!

Jack: OK, let's roll!

Jack, Squigly and Patrix90 proceed to steal the weapons from the helicopter, while, for some reason, Nue sat on Artyom with her fucking ass as Memez constantly interrogate him, intending to damage his ears.

Patrix90: Holy fuck this is expensive shit.

Memez: Don't tell anyone about what happened to you here, ever. You hear me? gottalovefemdom

After the crew finished stashing the shit over at Patrix90's helicopter, Nue stood up, Artyom however still on the ground.

Memez: OK, now that we're all set up, let's destroy this old piece of shit.

Artyom: Fuck you, NO!

Everyone opened fire on the Existential Crisis 444, causing it to explode shortly after, causing all the drugs inside to be burnt.

Memez: As a cost to spare you, I'm sorry to say that I have to blow up your miserable-ass plane. OK, guys, let's get back to stash these weapons.

Artyom: Fuck this job anyway.

The crew went back to their helicopter as they left Artyom on the floor collapsing, however this time with Nue flying along the helicopter since there are already four people in the helicopter, and Patrix90 took off his helicopter quickly before any cops arrive to the place, which is fucking weird considering that they should've arrived since the shooting but fuck it because GTA logic anyways.

Memez: Guys, what was about those Neo-Nazi assholes?

Jack: I don't know, their gang name is barely readable even by me.

Memez: Well, we'd like to dig in their asses.

Jack: Regardless, I'll take you to see them, pay a little "visit" to one of their OGs.

Memez: OK. Patrix90, head over to Butterlyn in fucking Bosque County, and drop half the weapons at the trailer park there.

Patrix90: Alright, dude. The rest we fucking keep anyway.

After some time, Patrix90 flew his helicopter over the trailer park in Butterlyn and proceed to fly low on it, proceeding by dropping the weapons package onto the ground, and flying away back to Patrix90's helipad.

Nue: Hey, doesn't taking a NMH album cover flying across SW looks a bit awkward?

Patrix90: Yeah, but it's a pretty nice advert by itself. You see, Corruption fuckers these days like to corrupt every shit they find, fucking douchebags.

After some time, they finally went back to Patrix90's helipad on the GPE tower in safety, as everyone proceed to quit the helicopter except for Nue who was outside the helicopter all along (logic).

Patrix90: OK, we're finally fucking here, be glad that you guys got here safely.

Memez: Whatever, dude. Let's fucking celebrate our hit on those fuckers.

Jack: Hell yeah, dude.

Patrix90: OK, I'm knackered as fuck anyway, gonna get to rest.

They walked down the stairs, Patrix90 going own to his quarters, while Bonesy ran up the stairs.

Bonesy: Sup Memez! Where you been?

Memez: Nothing much, took a walk in a park and stuff.

Bonesy: Well then. Also, I've got Midna to clean your room up. You're welcome.

Memez: Whatever man. Before celebrating through, we need to pull some information out of a Neo-Nazi asshole (no pun intended) that Jack's been hunting.

Bonesy: Oh, great.

Squigly: Not gonna go, you dude just made me high on vaporwave.

Memez: Whatever, Nue and Bonesy wanna go too?

Nue: Yeah, like why not?

Bonesy: Well, I don't see why but I'm gonna go anyways.

Jack: OK, guys, follow my directions.

They went out of the building for another mission and went in a black Rancher with a red stripe that was somehow there, because of GTA logic. Memez was the driver, while Nue was on the front passenger seat (because why the fuck not) while the two other guys are on the back seat.

Memez: So, where's the location?

Jack: The guy has a trailer in West Vera Town, let's pay this guy a visit.

Nue: So, the edge of Los Trollpastos?

Jack: Yeah, we should knock his trailer into the ocean for information about his gang.

Bonesy: That'd be funny, but what does this guy ever did to us?

Jack: Nothing, I'd like to just interrogate this cholo motherfucker.

After some driving around the borders of Los Trollpastos, they came over to the West Vera Town on the side of the road, just by Los Trollpastos Inlet. It took only a few seconds for Jack to identify the correct trailer.

Jack: Okay, this guy is named Arkaine I think. He's hiding shit from us for weeks, so I might as well hide his fake-ass history to the world, fucking asshole.

Memez: Should I ram his trailer into the ocean?

Jack: Exactly.

Memez proceed to drive the Rancher at full speed towards Arkaine's trailer, ramming it down the embankment towards the Los Trollpastos Inlet.

Memez: Neeeee! Yah!

Arkaine's trailer proceed to flip and fall into the Los Trollpastos Inlet, causing Arkaine sleeping inside the trailer to wake the fuck up. Memez and the rest of his crew came out of the Rancher armed with SMGs as Arkaine jumps out of his trailer onto the embankment.

Arkaine: What the fuck, Memez?

Memez: You know the drill, motherfucker. You are out of business. The Corruption are out of business. The guns and the aesthetics in this area go through Godofmemez Paranormal Enterprises, or they ain't goin'!

Arkaine: You don't even know the name of our gang.

Memez: *raises his SMG onto Arkaine's head* Tell me, and I'll let you go.

Arkaine: Uh- Okay, i-i-it's called... "Der Faschisten."

Memez: Are you sure?

Arkaine: YES, I'm completely sure!

Arkaine promptly runs away from Memez and his crew to nowhere.

Memez: Alright, whatever. *turns to the crew* I think he gets the message. Let's go.

Nue: Yeah, let's go.

They entered the Rancher and started heading back to their tower again.

Bonesy: "Der Faschisten"? What a weird gang name.

Memez: They're supermacist Neo-Nazi motherfuckers, after all. Even if we ain't black, they can put a bullet within our asses quickly, so we should better beware.

Jack: Yeah, they're pretty serious m80.

After they returned to their tower, Memez promptly got a phone call as soon as he exited the Rancher, so he decided to answer it. Apparently, it was from Daiki.

Daiki: Hi, just wanna say you did an excellent job on delivering the weapons.

Memez: Thanks, I guess.

Daiki: Plus, checked out the McLaughlin Airstrip, Found nothing but corpses and a scorched plane after some 5.0 arrived on the scene. They don't know what the hell is going on but I'm certain you did a great job.

Memez: Again, thanks to my crew's help.

Daiki: Yeah, I've brought the airstrip for a cheap $150,000. I should be able to conduct some trafficking business there to get us more arms.

Memez: Now that's nice. Plus, I've got the name of the Neo-Nazi gang, they're called Der Facisten or whatever their name is.

Daiki: Oh yeah, Der Faschisten. I never cared about them through. What was more is who killed my Pops, I was fucking traumatized.

Memez: Relax, dude. Shit happens sometimes.

Daiki: Well, I guess I'm seeing you later.

Memez: OK, goodbye.

Memez promptly hung up and entered his tower, just to relax in his quarters after the shit that happened, seeing if Midna finished with the cleaning or not. However, as he was just about to enter his quarters, someone texted him. It was by someone named Angrydroideka.

Memez: Oh yeah.

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