The Great Horse Dance
Written by: Ripshot
I'm kind of at a loss at being told to write down what happened that day, I mean you had to be there to believe some of the things that went down that night. One second you're minding your business in the upper districts of Raleigh, sipping your soycaf and buying your NERPs in the post-christmas 'your gift sucks so I'm returning it' sale, next thing you know an armored chopper's mounted your car and an Elf with a funny lookin' moustache is spraying McHughs with a submachinegun. Crazy rude, eh omae? So how the hell did this end up happening?The Conflict
Prelude
Now you gotta understand that at that time, the Horse Dancers weren't even a blip on the city's radar. Everyone knew that there were go-gangs in the concrete forest, but all of them were considered small-time operations of maybe a dozen hoods on dirtbikes. The Khan had other reasons to make a raid, but he doesn't make it a secret that one of his reasons was to make himself and his goals known to the public. So he gathers his best men and his best gear, and tells them how they're gonna make history: They're gonna straight-up raid Raleigh, no subterfuge or sneaky-business, just rolling right on through with bikes taking what they want and letting the locals know who's the new threat to their way of living. The gang agreed in the way most go-gangs do when their boss comes up with a wizz plan: getting steaming-drunk and firing a few bursts of gunfire into the neighboring buildings.
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