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(QM Note: The police and Mama Bodil can’t show up together, the prompts contradict the other one. Since Mama Bodil has everyone’s votes, I’ll prioritize it. Sorry for the misunderstanding!)
This shakedown couldn’t have gone any worse for them, and it’s not even the end of it. You need answers, and they need to see the errors of their ways. You know exactly what to do now.
“Mind if I ask who you wiseacres are working for?” You hunker down.
“W-Who?! Who else?! W-We aren’t small flies. There’s one big player in town, and we’re in it.” The hefty thug thinks their reputation precedes them, but you want him to spell it out.
“For the sake of everyone’s time, I’m gonna ask you two to answer directly.” You give him a look.
“Y-Y-You fuckin’ with us?! We’re the Youhao! What else could it be?! You get two lucky kicks and think you can look down on us?!” The fat man on the ground is more pissed off than before. You’re literally looking down on them. Sunglasses raises his hand again to keep his partner quiet.
“Tone it down, brick head.” Despite appearances, Sunglasses got the hint. He’ll play along. “We’re affiliated to the Youhao Clan, under the Orca branch. If that doesn’t mean anything to ya, a rant isn’t gonna change it.”
If you recall, Orca is one of the Titans, the worst one — the one you threw a coconut on the head of. Good times. No wonder these two are chumps. Though, it feels like the gap between him and Mama Bodil is pretty major for being #5 and #4 respectively. It’s not the time to think about it.
“Cool. What’s supposedly happening tomorrow? Or the day after?” You wonder.
“A return to form. We’re takin’ over the city. Our big boss has big plans, and wants a big message out there. None of the weak shit.” The muscular man chuckles. “You messed up, kid. The entire country’s underworld is under his thumb, and you disrespected the wrong bastards.”
“You’re gonna tell your boss that a random kid kicked your ass? Go ahead, I guess.” You raise an eyebrow. “And how is he gonna do that? Or are you two too small time to know?”
“Y-You little…! <span class="mu-i">Ugh…</span>” The fatter one wanted to retaliate, but he’s too hurt to stand.
“You got it, brat. We don’t fuckin’ know jack, except that the streets will be up for grabs, and no one is ready for what’s coming. We’re gonna do whatever the fuck we want. Stop being caged animals and roam free like in the good ol’ days — Nothing is gonna stop us. Not even the police.” Sunglasses thug smirks. “A piece of advice, get your loved ones out of the city, or don’t come out of the house.”
“My advice is for you two to apologize to the store clerk instead, or you’re going to learn some manners.” You furrow your eyebrows. “Are you alright?”
