Date: November 26, 1996
Location: Burger Tank, Newburg, San Andreas
"I'll take a number 9" Remus said as he ordered at the burger tank. "What you want, Slater?" Remus asked. "I'll have the…I don't know, a number 4" Slater said. After ordering and getting their food, Remus and Slater parked in the Burger Tank parking lot. "Alright, here's yo food son" Remus said, handing Slater his order. "Ohhh, thank you, bud," Slater said as he unwrapped his food. "What the hell?" Slater said, confused. "What?" Remus asked, "Ok now, I've never eaten here, but for a restaurant called 'Burger Tank', why the hell would they give me a damn hotdog?" Slater asked. "Well, you ordered it," Remus said back as he bit into his burger. "Yeah, but a burger joint selling hotdogs?" Slater was confused as he bit into his hotdog. "Ohhh shit, that's why," Slater said as he revealed that his hotdog was made of burger. The two men laughed as a purple Bravado Buffalo pulled up beside them.
"Boys, look at yall, enjoying yo day…get yo asses in the car!" Napier yelled. "Umm, should we pull the car in somewhere?" Slater asked. Napier looked at the restaurant. "Shiiiet, pull that bitch up to my crib, lets go, move it!" Napier yelled.
After pulling up to Napier's crib Remus and Slater got into Napier's car. "You two ever been to Las Venturas?" Napier asked as he sped off. "Oh yeah, I remember Las Venturas. Grade A whores, Grade A coke, and Grade A casinos" Slater laughed. "Well, you boys will be taking a little trip down there to get a little something for a little ol' me" Napier said. "Like what?" Remus asked. "N*gga when we get there you will see, now shut the fuck up and sit back" Napier said as he turned the music up.
Date: November 26, 1996
Location: Aussie 'sino and Motel, Las Venturas, San Andreas
The car approached Las Venturas with Slater and Remus sleeping in the back seat and Napier and his goon in the front. "Alright sweeties, time to wake up" Napier said mockingly. Remus and Slater still slept. "Oh for the love of…WAKE THE FUCK UP!" Napier yelled. "OH FOK!" Slater yelled waking up, lifting his head off of Remus's shoulder. "THEY'RE IN THE TREES, FIRE!" Remus yelled and looked around the car. "Time for yall to get to work," Napier said as he and his goon got out of the car. "Boy, you got drool on my shoulder, this is a twenty dollar jacket," Remus said to Slater as they both got out of the car.
"Where in the hell are we?" Remus asked Napier as he looked at the empty desert field. "Turn around, old man," Napier said. Remus turned around and saw a 40-floor casino. "Oh shit, what are we doing here?" Remus asked, "I'm here to gamble. You three are here to steal a golden duck," Napier said, pointing at Remus, Slater, and his goon. "A golden duck, what the fok do you need a golden duck for?" Slater asked. "That little baby was stolen from the Napier family, and now that I have you three and don't need to worry about any of my boys getting caught, we…I can take it back." Napier said. "What is so special about it?" Remus asked, "Inside the duck is a little bottle of Hypohydroxizide, the best drug ever made,but they don't know that." Napier said as they all walked into the casino.
Mission: Book a room in the casino
"Excuse me, sweetie," Remus said to a front desk worker. "Yes?" The front desk lady said. "Ima need a room for the night," Remus said. "Ight, want it on the top floor?" The lady asked. "Ohhhh, yes, we would," Napier said, sliding in. After getting the room key, the four men headed up to their room. The room was giant and had a city view of Las Venturas. In the corner was a mini fridge filled with alcohol. "OHHH, Jackpot," Napier said as he grabbed a few shooters. Napier started drinking, and Remus, Slater, and the goon started plotting the heist. "Fucks up wit you two den, name's Pratt Jacobson, don't search me up" the goon said. "Oh great, another gang banger" Remus said grabbing a cigarette out and lighting it up. "Fuk lemme have a stogie ol' man" Pratt said. "Jesus christ son, talk like a normal person" Remus said as he grabbed out a cigarette. "Fuk, can't help it, I'm from the rez" Pratt said as he lit up his cigarette. "Look, we need to get down to this now, ay" Slater said. "Ohhh shit das right, I've already got into their system, cheap ass security, reminds me of the Four Bears casino…" Pratt said as he grabbed his computer. "Alright, the duck is gonna be in the back of the gambling floor, right now it is on display" Pratt continued showing Slater and Remus a camera feed of the duck. "YEAH, *Hick* GET THAT FuCKing Duck" Napier said, wasted. "Jesus Christ" Remus said rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Now, you two need to need to get through those two beefy fuckers, those there lasers, and that there guard dog…looks like a pit bull mixed with a boxer mixed with a Great Dane" Pratt said, "good luck, we will head down there at 9:00 pm because the duck will be taken off of display and put in the vault that has lasers that I can get turned off" Pratt said as he finished his cigarette. "Alright, Jack, you a gambling man. What would you say our odds are?" Remus asked Jack. "*hick* 99 to 1 hahaha," Napier drunkenly said before falling on the bed. "Ohhh, kay, so we are screwed," Slater said.
Time: 8:50 pm
Location: The Gambling Floor (floor 20)
Mission: Get to the back of the gambling floor
"Alright, Slater and I are gonna head to the back," Remus said. "Here, yall take these ear pieces," Pratt said, handing Slater and Remus little Bluetooth ear pieces. "Alright, let's get going to the- hol up lemme spin a slot real quick," Remus said, going to a slot machine. Slater waited for Remus, and a tall man walked up to him. "Hey there, lil hottie," the guy said. "ok, normally I would, but I'm taken," Slater said, putting his hands up. "Come here," the man said as he grabbed Slater by the shoulders. "Hey, what the fok?" Slater said, squirming, "Hey son, we gotta problem here?" Remus said, standing up, towering over the man. "Hey, no, we don't, I will leave you and your little sex thang alone," the man said before slapping Slater on the ass and walking away. "Hey little fucker!" Slater yelled. "Son, let's go…" Remus said grabbing Slater by the arm. "Sick little bastard" Slater said. "Sorry bout that son, look we need to get this done wit ight" Remus said to Slater. "Pratt, we in position" Remus said. "Ok I see yall on da monitor, get to the back and silently take out those guards" Pratt said. "How so?" Remus asked, "both of yall gots chloroform in yalls pockets" Pratt said. The two checked their pockets and found a bottle of chloroform and a little rag.
Mission: Take the guards out at get to the vault
"Allright, lets go" Slater said. "Alright, I'll get one and you get the other…not ever gonna say that again" Remus said. The music in the casino started to get loud. Remus and Slater get to the guards and ask for directions. "Excuse me, sir" Remus said. "We need to get to-" Remus was cut off by Slater jumping on the back to the security guard and covering his mouth with the chloroform soaked rag. "OH SHI" Remus was punched by the other guard.
Mission Failed: Guards are aware.
"SHIT, REMUS" Slater said as the guard fell, unconscious. "Hey you, asshole" Slater yelled and jump kicked the guy in the chest, the guard flew back but caught himself. "Mmmff, shit, Slater take that fucker out, HERE" Remus said as he threw Slater the chloroform. Slater grabbed the chloroform and jammed the bottle into the guard's eye. "AHHH SHIT!" The guard yelled. Luckily the music was blaring loud. "Alright you two, are yall done being mukwas er wha?" Pratt yelled through the head piece. "Sorry, we got a little sloppy out there" Remus said. "Both of yall get to the vault…NOW" Pratt ordered them. Remus and Slater got to the vault and saw the lasers. "Ok, I can disable the lasers for only 10 seconds at a time so you two need to go in there and grab the duck during that time…easy enough." Pratt said. "Ight, Slater you go" Remus said, "why me?" Slater asked. "Cuz you fast and agile" Remus said. Slater nodded and waited for the lasers to turn off.
Mission: retrieve the duck
The lasers went off and the vault slammed shut. "Shit, what the hell was that Pratt?" Remus asked. "I don't know, just grab the damn duck" Pratt said. Slater ran and grabbed the duck, he was about to run but the lasers came back on. "OH FOK!" Slater yelled but was able to slide past the lasers. Slater was now stuck between the lasers. "Uhhh, Pratt, turn them off ay? Slater asked, "Give me a moment," Pratt said. The lasers went off, but the alarm sounded. "OH SHIT, RUN!" Remus yelled, and the two ran down a hallway. "Oh shit oh shit oh shit," Remus kept saying. Soon, the dog appeared as the music beat in the casino dropped. "Ohhh, that ain't fair," Remus said as the dog came running after them. "Weave, stupid," Slater said as he dodged the dog. Remus punted the dog as it ran at him. "Motha fu –" Remus said as the dog came back and bit him in the leg. Remus shook the dog off, and it went after Slater. Slater jumped up and clung to a ledge on the wall, "little fucker" Slater said as he started to bash the dog with the duck. Remus came and threw the dog into a closet. "Ight, let's role" Remus said. The two started running but were stopped by a man in a suit. "Oh come the fuck on!" Remus yelled. The man shot Remus and Slater with a blow dart, causing them to pass out.
"Ugh, hey what the hell?" Remus said as he looked around. He and Slater were tied up in an office with a city view. "Where are we?" Remus asked and the man turned around in his chair. "Ya ahah in my office Fahkin' fair dinkum mate" the man said in a thick Australian accent. "What the fuck did ya jus say?" Remus asked. "I said ya ate innmy office, fahkin' old bloke Bloody oath cobber" The man said. "Look, my name is Allen brinkfawrd, I own this bloody casino Fahkin' too right, mate" The man said. "Look son, are you having a stroke?" Remus asked, "Ya both tried ta steal my fuckin' duck Too right, mate. So I'll kill ya both" Allen said. "Shit, look son you stole that duck first" Remus said, "Napiah snoozed so he losed" Allen said as he grabbed his gun. "How did you even know where to find us?" Remus asked "Ya both came in heah with napiah so I 'ad one of my blokes bung a gps on yah little cobber" Allen said showing a gps on Slater's hat. "Shiet" Remus said. "Now ya both ahah gonnah die" Allen said aiming his gun at Remus and Slater. Soon Slater woke up and saw Allen holding his gun to the two, "OH FOK, what the hell is going on?" Slater yelled. "I'm garn ta end ya both, cunt Fair dinkum mate" Allen threatened, "AAAHHAHAHA" Slater laughed. "HOL ON, HOL ON, talk again," Sater asked while laughing. "Wy ahah ya laughin', bitch?!" Allen yelld, "HAAAA, Oh shit haahaa-" Slater was then pistol whipped in the head by Allen. "Any last wawrds ya canuck?" Allen asked. "Ya, go fuck yourself and your funny little accent" Slater said before kicking Allen in the balls, making him fall to his knees and Slater finished him by kicking him In the face. Allen dropped his pistol and Slater kicked it away. Remus used a spare knife he had in his sleeve pocket to cut the rope, once freed he helped Slater. "Remus, Slater…anyone?" Pratt asked in the ear piece. "We here Pratt" Remus Said as he grabbed the duck off of Allen's desk. "Let's go, this shit was very anticlimactic" Remus said.
The two were headed to the room and ran into Pratt in the lobby. "Hey, did yall get the duck?" Pratt asked, Remus showed Pratt the duck and all three of them went back to the room. They got to the room and heard yelling coming from the inside, "shit, you hear that?" Remus asked. Slater quickly unlocked the door and opened it. "Ahh fuck Jack" a woman yelled, "aha, you like that you little sl*t?" Napier said as he jackhammered the woman. "Holy shit, let's go, he didn't notice us" Pratt said quietly. They shut the door and looked at each other. "Sooo… who wants to go to the pool?" Pratt asked.
**We have a call in of a stolen Duck over at the Aussie Casino. All animal control units please respond**
Mission passed
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