Run up the block as fast your legs will carry you
From Create Your Own Story
| Pimping|| (WIP- Don’t Edit)
You run so fast that your fedora flies off your head. Your snakeskin trenchcoat flies open and billows behind you as the bullets fly. A stray shot flies through the restaurant, pinning the unlucky waitress in the leg. She falls to the ground in agony. You continue up the block and weave your way through alleys until you are sure your pursuers have lost your trail. Time to tell the hooker the good news.
| Status | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Number of Women-0 |
| MP | {{{MP}}} | |
| Level | Small Time Hood | |
