How The Baseball Furies Began and bopped there way up...

Ajaxxx · Post by **Ajaxxx** » Wed Jan 11, 2006 3:12 am

It was 1976 in november, the sky has fallen as the night began the Jones street boys came running through the park. The man who'd become the lead of the baseball furies Marcus or Mark was running away from the Riffs after trying to bomb their turf. Marcus right smack in the middle of the Jones street boys got shoved in the back by his own member and fell to the ground. As his eyes widened he saw orange shirts everywhere near him, the Riffs were there. Marcus backed up as much as he could and his back smacked against a wooden fence, he was trapped and left for dead. When the Riffs were about to bop Marcus his best friend Cooper came to the rescue and body dived on the Riffs @$$es. Marcus picked his friend up and they sprinted to get to saftey. The Riffs got up slowly and saw them turn right down the street. The Riffs quickly got up and ran after Marcus and Cooper and saw them go into a dark alley. "WERE TRAPPED THERES NO WHERE TO GO!" Marcus said panicing. "That window is open right up there." Copper replied, Marcus and him climbed up the stairwell into the window into an abonded house. The Riffs got to the alley as soon as Marcus's foot was out of site. Marcus said "Thats it im sick of the Jones street boys always leaving me for dead! I'm making my own gang and kicking some yellow and black pinstripe [Swear Word]!". Three months later Marcus and Cooper formed a gang called 'The Baseball Furies' a gang that consisted of a group of guys with face paint, baseball gear and baseball bats. They roamed the night looking for anything worth money and worthy turf to stand. After recruiting 50+ members Marcus's first hit...The Jones Street Boys.

*To Be Continued*

This is my first time so all comments are well apperciated, positive or negative.

HellsFury · Post by **HellsFury** » Wed Jan 11, 2006 6:34 am

Interesting. I am currently writing one and it's looking pretty good to me. It actually starts off with the Furies story from when they are kids. but anyway two questions for ya:
1) Why did you come up with the name Marcus
2)How come the Furies talk

Matt S.F. · Post by **Matt S.F.** » Wed Jan 11, 2006 6:38 am

Pretty good please continue

Ajaxxx · Post by **Ajaxxx** » Wed Jan 11, 2006 9:45 pm

HellsFury wrote:Interesting. I am currently writing one and it's looking pretty good to me. It actually starts off with the Furies story from when they are kids. but anyway two questions for ya:
1) Why did you come up with the name Marcus
2)How come the Furies talk

Marcus because I just did that randomly lol and the talking thing will be explained later on so don't worry about that.

HellsFury · Post by **HellsFury** » Thu Jan 12, 2006 12:52 am

Alright thanks bro. Can't wait.

Ajaxxx · Post by **Ajaxxx** » Thu Jan 12, 2006 3:57 am

*Continued*

The Baseball Furies scroll down to the Jones Street Boys turf to stir up a little action. There they are, the guys that left Marcus for dead, he pointed his bat at them when they were [Swear Word] around at the corner shop. "Wreck them all....NOW!" so the Furies jogged faster and faster and faster until the JSBs (Jones Street Boys) saw them, they sprinted away in fear. The Furies chased the JSBs around the corner and down a very long narrow street filled with litter and garbage. In the head of the Furies pack no other than Marcus who pulled away by 5 or 6 feet running for pure revenge. One of the JSBs fell on his [Swear Word] after tripping over a garbage can, it was the same punk that pushed Marcus and left him to get wrecked. Marcus shouted "Get them, i'll take care of this [Swear Word]!". The rest of the Furies chased after the left overs of the JSBs. Marcus just stared at him practicing swing after swing with his bat. The JSB punk replied "Who...Who are you? Wha...what...what have I done to you?! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME??!!". Marcus put a smirk on his face and said "You know this voice...its me your buddy Marcus, ya know the guy you left for dead...remember me?...HUH?! HUH YOU GOD DAMN [Swear Word]?!" "Marcus?!...uh, I didn't know nothing I swear just leave me along!". There was a piece of glass near the JSB punk he picked it up but Marcus was to busy with his bat. "Any last words [Swear Word]?" JSB punk replied "Ya I got one...I got a real good one. How 'bout [Swear Word] YOU!" He jumped up and ducked from the swing and slashed Marcus's neck. Marcus fell to the ground bleeding but still breathing from the wound he suffered "SO LONG YA [Swear Word]!" said the JSB punk, then sprinted down the street into the gloomy darkness. After about 4 or 5 minutes the rest of the crew saw Marcus laying there, the wound didn't hit anything to effect his breathing much but paralayzed his voice box.

-1 and 1/2 months later-

The Furies ruled there turf and destroyed half of the JSBs and the Furies were the most feared and intimanating gang this side of New York. People didn't know what to do when they saw them because they didn't talk to you or anyone. They acted like they could give a rats [Swear Word] about who you were, and where your from. If you weren't down with the Furies you were down on the ground...dead. The Furies finally returned to the JSBs turf, looking for the guy that cut Marcus's throat. There he was [Swear Word] around with his pals at the same damn corner shop. Macus pointed his bat and they ran, no jogging this time they want him dead. Marcus was again in the lead of the pack, acting too late Marcus swang his bat at the JSB punks head. The target is what he aimed for...the target he got.

*To Be Continued*

Da_Sleeperz · Post by **Da_Sleeperz** » Thu Jan 12, 2006 4:48 am

This one is awesome cant wait to read more

Ajaxxx · Post by **Ajaxxx** » Fri Jan 13, 2006 1:26 am

Da_Sleeperz wrote:This one is awesome cant wait to read more

Thanks

BaseballFury100 · Post by **BaseballFury100** » Fri Jan 13, 2006 1:54 am

go on man im into this, never thought of a story like this

TheDarkKnight666 · Post by **TheDarkKnight666** » Fri Jan 13, 2006 2:46 am

interesting story bro, keep it up. looking forward to reading the rest

Ajaxxx · Post by **Ajaxxx** » Fri Jan 13, 2006 4:40 am

*Continued*

The bat smacked against the JSBs head and he was dead...instantly. The blood splattered against Marcus's shirt as he watched his former gang member turn enemy and now die by bat. It was offical now, join the furies or die by them. Soon enough the JSBs had to rebuild there gang due to revolts, and conversions to other gangs mostly to the Furies. The Furies grew rapidly fast in a matter of months. 5 months since the head bashing the Furies now owned the second most turf of NY. The only people who were ahead of them were those damn Riffs. The Furies wanted them done. But first he wanted to take care of a minor league gang trying to take up some of the Furies turfs. They were known as The Orphans, a wannabe gang who thinks they can bop there way up to the top. A few headlines in the newspaper and now they think there the toughest gang in New York. They tried wrecking the Turnbulls and failed...bad, real bad. But they've regrouped since and are looking for some freshmeat to break in to there new style. The Furis came walking down the south side of the Oprhans turf and looking to leave through the north side. After about 2 minutes of passing through the orphans turf they were approached by a wimpy guy who called himself "The next big thing". His real name was Richard Smith, a real snobby rich kid trying to make it in the gang life. The kid must have been 5'8 and 110 pounds. He was scrawny and pathetic in strenght. His smarts weren't bad but what made him worth while is the dough he had. Richard came up to Marcus along with some fellow gang members and said "What the hell are you doin' on THE ORPHANS turf?! You think your some big shot just because you carry around bats?! Your nothing but a [Swear Word]ing baseball genetic freak who plays Babe Ruth in the backyard with his pals!". Marcus stood there with a look in his eyes like all he was doing was thinking of wrecking some fool, not a care in the world but this trash so called the orpahns. "Well you gonna say something punk or you just gonna stand there like an idiot and let The Next Big Thing show ya how its done? I got the fist of a...A....A...well there tuff ya hear me?!". Marcus stood there patting his bat against his hand back and forth, back and forth just waiting for Richard to make a move. "Why don't you say something buddy? HUH?! YA SCARED OF THE ORPHANS!". After about 2 seconds of a pause Marcus swang his bat at the kidney of Richard and hit it. Blood flew out of Richards mouth like a broken sink and it got all over Marcus's white pants. Marcus then took the bat and hit Richards neck as hard as he could, a pop noise blew through the settle street as the fellow gang members watched. Then Marcus pointed his bat at the fellow members. The Furies attacked and even though they were out numbered 25 to 50 the furies beat the [Swear Word] out of every orphan scum on that street. 50 started and 0 left on there legs, crawling, sliding or maybe flung out of the way. The Furies were growing stronger and stronger. The Furies marched down the rest of the street and went all the way through the Orphans turf just like they planned. After that they planned to take over the Turnbull AC's turf. They marched in their direction...

*To Be Continued*

Ajaxxx · Post by **Ajaxxx** » Sat Jan 14, 2006 7:38 pm

Any more comments?

Swan was a wimp · Post by **Swan was a wimp** » Sat Jan 14, 2006 9:17 pm

very good cnt wait 2 see more

Furies4life · Post by **Furies4life** » Sat Jan 14, 2006 9:45 pm

I really liked the story nice.

Cowboy Soldier · Post by **Cowboy Soldier** » Sat Jan 14, 2006 9:51 pm

Nice sotry u got going on