Post by Quinton Castle on Apr 9, 2024 19:23:17 GMT -5
OOC:- Sorry for the short Rp this week, but here it is, had a lotta shit going on and well Rping was the last of my worries, but anyway I do apologize to Damage for the lack of Rp to go up against.
= Gabe
In the heart of the sprawling area in Fargo, North Dakota, a lone figure stands in the shadows of an alleyway. His piercing gaze cut through the dimness, scanning his surroundings with an air of weary resignation. That individual being none other than Quinton Castle himself.
The cold stone walls loomed over him, their rough surfaces a stark contrast to the vibrancy of the Fargo city beyond. He was a man haunted by the past, his face etched with the lines of countless sleepless nights. His clothing, once elegant, now bore the marks of time and hardship. A fedora pulled low over his brow cast a veil of mystery upon him, concealing the emotions that flickered in his deep-set eyes.
The alleyway had become his sanctuary, a place where he could escape the prying eyes of the world. Here, he could shed the weight of his burdens and indulge in the bitter solace of solitude. The pungent smell of garbage mingled with the faint aroma of cigarette smoke, creating a heady concoction that filled the narrow passage. As he stood there he smiled..
Quinton Castle: “Look.. look meh match agains’ Damage as he calls himself is actually fittin’ to be fair withchya to be quiet hones’ and here’s why.. Damaged is exactly wha’ he’s gonna be come our match on Danga’ seein’ how he’s nothin’ compared to meh..”
As he says that a faint sound reached his ears. It was the sound of footsteps, approaching from the depths of the labyrinthine alley from where he stood within. His body tensed, his body instinctively preparing itself for confrontation as the footsteps grew louder, coming closer with each passing second.
Quinton's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through his veins. He cast a nervous glance over his shoulder, his eyes darting between the shadows. Just when he thought he could bear the suspense no longer, the footsteps stopped. A moment of silence hung in the air, thick with tension.
Quinton Castle: “Can I help you’s bruh?”
Though as before he could turn around a voice broke the stillness, sending a shiver down his spine.
"Well, well, well,"
The voice drawled, its tone laced with amusement.
"What have we here? A lost soul, hiding in the shadows."
Quinton turned slowly, his eyes widening as they met the gaze of his unexpected visitor. It was a man, medium sized man, his features hardened by years of experience. An OG of the streets of Fargo. A faint smile played upon his lips, but his eyes held a dangerous gleam.
Quinton Castle: "Who’s are you’s bruh and wha’ you’s wan’ with meh?"
Unknown Man: “Name’s JuneBug bruh and you’s are?”
Quinton Castle chuckles a bit before replying back.
Quinton Castle: “Name’s Castle as in Quinton Castle bruh now sit back and listen up, yea boy got a match agains’ some square named Damage, you’s see unlike him we’s from the streets bruh and well come April 10th dis bitch ass square gonna get a taste of wha’ the streets are ‘bout bruh.. Sure.. sure the gang may not all be there, but you’s gonna get a lesson, you’s gonna earn dat street cred bruh..”
Castle says looking at his new acquainted friend.
Quinton Castle: “Now June.. bruh we’s got a debt to go collec’ bruh an’ it isn’ gonna be an easy walk in the park if you’s know wha’ I’ma sayin’ bruh, these G’s are straigh’ strapped the fuck up an’ well they don’ be likin’ us much if you’s know wha’ I’m sayin’, so dis wha’ we gonna do..”
Quinton says as he leans as he does he looks around to see if anyone is near them or if there's any police nearby.
Quinton Castle: “Dat’s wha’ we’s gonna do June, dat’s the plan..”
Quinton says as he took a step back, Junebug’s heart could be seen pounding in his chest as he looked back at the big homie that was Quinton Castle. He knew right then and there that he couldn't back out as a large blacked out Lincoln Navigator pulled into the alleyway as it did both Castle and his newly acquired member Junebug climbed on inside of it before disappearing into the night..
= Gabe
STREET CRED..
Vs. Damage
Vs. Damage
In the heart of the sprawling area in Fargo, North Dakota, a lone figure stands in the shadows of an alleyway. His piercing gaze cut through the dimness, scanning his surroundings with an air of weary resignation. That individual being none other than Quinton Castle himself.
The cold stone walls loomed over him, their rough surfaces a stark contrast to the vibrancy of the Fargo city beyond. He was a man haunted by the past, his face etched with the lines of countless sleepless nights. His clothing, once elegant, now bore the marks of time and hardship. A fedora pulled low over his brow cast a veil of mystery upon him, concealing the emotions that flickered in his deep-set eyes.
The alleyway had become his sanctuary, a place where he could escape the prying eyes of the world. Here, he could shed the weight of his burdens and indulge in the bitter solace of solitude. The pungent smell of garbage mingled with the faint aroma of cigarette smoke, creating a heady concoction that filled the narrow passage. As he stood there he smiled..
Quinton Castle: “Look.. look meh match agains’ Damage as he calls himself is actually fittin’ to be fair withchya to be quiet hones’ and here’s why.. Damaged is exactly wha’ he’s gonna be come our match on Danga’ seein’ how he’s nothin’ compared to meh..”
As he says that a faint sound reached his ears. It was the sound of footsteps, approaching from the depths of the labyrinthine alley from where he stood within. His body tensed, his body instinctively preparing itself for confrontation as the footsteps grew louder, coming closer with each passing second.
Quinton's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through his veins. He cast a nervous glance over his shoulder, his eyes darting between the shadows. Just when he thought he could bear the suspense no longer, the footsteps stopped. A moment of silence hung in the air, thick with tension.
Quinton Castle: “Can I help you’s bruh?”
Though as before he could turn around a voice broke the stillness, sending a shiver down his spine.
"Well, well, well,"
The voice drawled, its tone laced with amusement.
"What have we here? A lost soul, hiding in the shadows."
Quinton turned slowly, his eyes widening as they met the gaze of his unexpected visitor. It was a man, medium sized man, his features hardened by years of experience. An OG of the streets of Fargo. A faint smile played upon his lips, but his eyes held a dangerous gleam.
Quinton Castle: "Who’s are you’s bruh and wha’ you’s wan’ with meh?"
Unknown Man: “Name’s JuneBug bruh and you’s are?”
Quinton Castle chuckles a bit before replying back.
Quinton Castle: “Name’s Castle as in Quinton Castle bruh now sit back and listen up, yea boy got a match agains’ some square named Damage, you’s see unlike him we’s from the streets bruh and well come April 10th dis bitch ass square gonna get a taste of wha’ the streets are ‘bout bruh.. Sure.. sure the gang may not all be there, but you’s gonna get a lesson, you’s gonna earn dat street cred bruh..”
Castle says looking at his new acquainted friend.
Quinton Castle: “Now June.. bruh we’s got a debt to go collec’ bruh an’ it isn’ gonna be an easy walk in the park if you’s know wha’ I’ma sayin’ bruh, these G’s are straigh’ strapped the fuck up an’ well they don’ be likin’ us much if you’s know wha’ I’m sayin’, so dis wha’ we gonna do..”
Quinton says as he leans as he does he looks around to see if anyone is near them or if there's any police nearby.
Quinton Castle: “Dat’s wha’ we’s gonna do June, dat’s the plan..”
Quinton says as he took a step back, Junebug’s heart could be seen pounding in his chest as he looked back at the big homie that was Quinton Castle. He knew right then and there that he couldn't back out as a large blacked out Lincoln Navigator pulled into the alleyway as it did both Castle and his newly acquired member Junebug climbed on inside of it before disappearing into the night..