These are the stories of people who rose and fell in the dangerous chaotic streets of New Reno! Every hooker on Virgin Street you see has a story to tell!
Every drug dealer,hitman,jet junkie, and pimp has a story to tell!
Most never make it outta Reno!
Im Claud but you can just call me by my streetname"C".It all started when I was 15, just another little dirty Ghetto boy in Reno. When Jet hit the streets of Reno it hit hard it spread like wildfire all across the wasteland!The homocide rate sky rocketed and the tension between the 4 families grew so bad that it caught the attention of NCR and Vault City and thier government officials and political leaders felt they where obliged to step in for the good and future of the wasteland!There were still many good people in Reno who lived honest hard working lives who wanted a stop to the Jet and streetgangs!
So after months and months of council meetings Vault City and NCR established a law and enviromental health government for Reno
called the Quality Assurance Comission(QAC) which made Prostitution,the addictive drug Jet,and many guns illegal in Reno!
The QAC established a police force for Reno mostly Vault City and NCR mercenaries,some Brotherhood of Steel reservist and even some hard honestworking Reno citizens joined the force in an effort to clean up the streets!They also established a huge maximum security prison way north of Vault City..one murder count was life in prison and you could get 5 years for a drug or illegal gun possesion charge! Prostitutes usally got off easy because of course they were fucking the cops in Reno anyway!LOL
Due to the steadily increase of diseases and poor sanitation in Reno the QAC passed laws governing corpse disposal in Reno so citizen would'nt have to see and smell the decay and odors of corpses of overdosed jet junkies,raped and strangled mutalated prostitutes and dead bullet riddled street thugs and dealers on thier daily travels through the city!A morgue was established in Reno and funded by the QAC, this is where my dad and I worked and how we paid the rent!
After embalming the bodies either the family could pay for a nice coffin and a proper funeral and burial for about 3000 chips!...LOL or if in most cases in poverty struck Reno if the family or friends had no money the body was put in a cheap wooden coffin and shipped to the death riddled gloomy Golgotha Cemetary for burial!Sometimes we would get request from a facility called the Sierra Army Depot who wanted the corpses for research and experimentation I guess! We always new it was some wierd shit goin on up there!
My father was a hard working man he strongly supported the QAC and decided to stop being a casino janitor and work for them!We were always in business because gunshots are heard everynight in Reno which means bodies were turning up everywhere around the city!OOh.no...dont think because Reno finally got a police force that drug selling and gang and family related homocides decreased!..HELL NO... it didnt stop nothin... like I said when Jet hit the streets it hit hard tearing families apart turning once good motive protection street gangs into ruthless money hungry drug fueding killers!
My father and I's job was to go around with the meat wagon and scrape corpses off the street, like I said cops didnt mean shit in Reno ..we would always find a smelly rotted murdered cop's corpse in a dumpster or trunk of an old car body shell on a monthly basis with thier "High Tech Bullet Proof Vest"...yea..right....ripped to fuckin shreds LOL !I mean yea the cops had high tech shit but the thugs on the street had lethal shit also! Man...it got so bad the Brotherhood of Steel didnt want to send thier reservist troops to Reno anymore!LOL ....Fuckem...!!!!
My father was very serious about his job even though it was a shitty low paying job we were always ridiculed by the highroller thugs when we'd ride by in the brahmin driven QAC meat wagon reaking of musty brahmin hide and decaying corpses flopping in the back !Yea ....the highrollers..thugs..drug..dealers..pimps..yea.Thats who I wanted to be like..that was my rolemodel...the allure of living the fast life!My father and I were cleaning blood of a crimescene off the rugged war stained street in front of the Desperado Casino owned by the Notorius Mordino Family.. a very high profile place,where you can find gold digging women who will set you up to get robbed at the drop of a dime,known deadly hitmen,and pimps spending thier hard earned money enjoying thier leizure time at the craps table!
See ...these type of people looked down upon hard working honest living people like my father,calling us guppies,streetcleaners,meat scrapers..etc!They looked at an honest living as a sign of weakness! So a car pulls up and a well dressed 6 foot dark haired man,with a very expensive looking custom tailored suit gets out from behind the wheel of the car followed by a very sexy,coke bottle figure, blonde,high maintenance looking woman steps out of the passenger side and walks to the man and puts his classy jacket on for him and kisses him on the cheek with such passion!
The couple joined hands and walked past us into the casino entrance with my father and I at our knees vigorously scrubbing dried blood off the concrete our out of date cheap clothes ragged and wore out from a long days work of hauling stiffs around the city!
The women looks at me with such seducing eyes and smiles and says"Hey sweet thang...your such a little cutie pie."The guy she was with flicks a 20 credit chip down at my father's knees and says"Hey thanks for cleaning these streets chump!"{the guy winks at me and continues onward into the casino}I continue to watch the guy...I was so fascinated the guy had a sexy lady on his arm a clean very expensive tailored suit with gecko skin shoes!A car...yes a car...everyone in the wastelands knew that a car was a symbol of wealth if you had the chips to buy a car then you were doing something illegal..and doing very good at that something....LOL Cars started off at like 15K chips for just a running one!My dad knew that I was falling into the allure of the fast life which made him angry.He often had plenty of talks with me ..you know man to man ...LOL telling me that wasnt the way to live and that sooner or later those guys would end up dead or in prison!
I didnt want to here it though.. I still longed to own one of those fancy retro cars and have women flocking me everywhere I went!
This was every young kids dream groing up in Reno....all the youth were so exposed to crime to a point that...noone wanted to make and honest living being a farmer..janitor or any other low paying job. I looked at my dad who was making a measly 500 chips a month didnt own shit..no car..dirty ragged clothes..lived in a roach and rat infested apartment with a dickhead landlord who was really a jet addict on 2nd Street!You wouldnt have to ask me which life I would chose...shiit there was no choice..LOL!
So one day Im walking home from a local youth hangout on 2nd Street and I decide to cut through an alley for a quicker way home because the rusted dim streetlights are on and after sundown the streets are very dangerous !Thats when the city comes alive with crime!
So I walk through this dark poorly lit dumpster waste infested alley and I see 2 thugs talking, most likely drug dealers I thought ..suddenly the talking turns into arguing!So I step back and hide behind a dumpster..anyone raised in Reno knows that an argument in the street usally means a gunfight soon after and I scrape up the raimains of the innocent victims who get caught in the crossfire everyday as a living so yea I was pretty streetsmart!
I overhear one guy say which Im sure was the supplier "This is it wheres the rest of the money?"
The other thug who Im sure was the dealer says"I didnt sell as much today business was dry the cops were patrolling and I had to lay low!"
{Supplier}"Okay thats cool..but wheres the rest of the Jet I need to have it accounted for?"
{Dealer}" Yea thats what I was going to tell you.. Man I got robbed earlier by some junkie waving a pistol!"
(Supplier) Why didnt you go after him and kill him?"
(Dealer)I let Jules borrow my gun!"
{Supplier}"You bet not be fuckin lyin..what..wha..what the fuck..are..you usin..this..shit..?
(Dealer)Naw..no..n..bro..no I dont do this shit!"
(Supplier)I know a someone high off Jet when I see them!"
(Dealer)Im sorry..bro...don..dont..!"
(Supplier) Pulls a black revolver out of the waistline of his camaflouge pants and puts it to the chest of the dealer!"
(Dealer)Noo..no come on man we are in this together..let me earned it back..please dont kill me dude..please!"
(Supplier)Its too fuckin late.jack there is no us.. anymore..your a junkie now..you fucked with the the Mordinos money now ya pay..enjoy your high..because it will be your last..muthafucka..
(Supplier) (Grabs the dealer close and shoots him twice..in the chest
Boom.. Boom)(The two fired rounds crack the cool evening air echoing thru the alleyway)
(Supplier) Fuckin junkie..damitt..got my shirt all bloody!
(Supplier)(Looks around and runs off into the darkness of the alleyway)
Daaamn ...seeing someone get murdered for the first time leaves a lasting impression!I was so scared my heart pounding legs shakey.
The body of the long blonde haired dealer laid lifless on the cold cracked Reno concrete face up light blue eyes wide open in a sense of horror that his eyes seen before death!His chest covered with dark lifless blood which is was oozing out of his leather jacket slowly onto the concrete!
I began to walk toward the body scared trembling..but more astonished than scared!Looking down upon the corpse examining his face he was no older than I! I then began to walk away but soemthing told me to turn around and check his pockets.So I reach down onto his corpse and digg inside his pockets and I find a velvet sack containing about 250 chips I quickly stuff it in my pocket
I noticed a strange lump protruding off his left leg thru his leather pants I feel it and its a crackly sounding bag with something that felt like viles I stuck my hand up his pant leg and discovered a paper bag containing 10 viles containing what appeared to be the highly addictive drug ..Jet!I had no idea how much it was worth but I sure was gonna find out...........TO BE CONTINUED
Every drug dealer,hitman,jet junkie, and pimp has a story to tell!
Most never make it outta Reno!
Im Claud but you can just call me by my streetname"C".It all started when I was 15, just another little dirty Ghetto boy in Reno. When Jet hit the streets of Reno it hit hard it spread like wildfire all across the wasteland!The homocide rate sky rocketed and the tension between the 4 families grew so bad that it caught the attention of NCR and Vault City and thier government officials and political leaders felt they where obliged to step in for the good and future of the wasteland!There were still many good people in Reno who lived honest hard working lives who wanted a stop to the Jet and streetgangs!
So after months and months of council meetings Vault City and NCR established a law and enviromental health government for Reno
called the Quality Assurance Comission(QAC) which made Prostitution,the addictive drug Jet,and many guns illegal in Reno!
The QAC established a police force for Reno mostly Vault City and NCR mercenaries,some Brotherhood of Steel reservist and even some hard honestworking Reno citizens joined the force in an effort to clean up the streets!They also established a huge maximum security prison way north of Vault City..one murder count was life in prison and you could get 5 years for a drug or illegal gun possesion charge! Prostitutes usally got off easy because of course they were fucking the cops in Reno anyway!LOL
Due to the steadily increase of diseases and poor sanitation in Reno the QAC passed laws governing corpse disposal in Reno so citizen would'nt have to see and smell the decay and odors of corpses of overdosed jet junkies,raped and strangled mutalated prostitutes and dead bullet riddled street thugs and dealers on thier daily travels through the city!A morgue was established in Reno and funded by the QAC, this is where my dad and I worked and how we paid the rent!
After embalming the bodies either the family could pay for a nice coffin and a proper funeral and burial for about 3000 chips!...LOL or if in most cases in poverty struck Reno if the family or friends had no money the body was put in a cheap wooden coffin and shipped to the death riddled gloomy Golgotha Cemetary for burial!Sometimes we would get request from a facility called the Sierra Army Depot who wanted the corpses for research and experimentation I guess! We always new it was some wierd shit goin on up there!
My father was a hard working man he strongly supported the QAC and decided to stop being a casino janitor and work for them!We were always in business because gunshots are heard everynight in Reno which means bodies were turning up everywhere around the city!OOh.no...dont think because Reno finally got a police force that drug selling and gang and family related homocides decreased!..HELL NO... it didnt stop nothin... like I said when Jet hit the streets it hit hard tearing families apart turning once good motive protection street gangs into ruthless money hungry drug fueding killers!
My father and I's job was to go around with the meat wagon and scrape corpses off the street, like I said cops didnt mean shit in Reno ..we would always find a smelly rotted murdered cop's corpse in a dumpster or trunk of an old car body shell on a monthly basis with thier "High Tech Bullet Proof Vest"...yea..right....ripped to fuckin shreds LOL !I mean yea the cops had high tech shit but the thugs on the street had lethal shit also! Man...it got so bad the Brotherhood of Steel didnt want to send thier reservist troops to Reno anymore!LOL ....Fuckem...!!!!
My father was very serious about his job even though it was a shitty low paying job we were always ridiculed by the highroller thugs when we'd ride by in the brahmin driven QAC meat wagon reaking of musty brahmin hide and decaying corpses flopping in the back !Yea ....the highrollers..thugs..drug..dealers..pimps..yea.Thats who I wanted to be like..that was my rolemodel...the allure of living the fast life!My father and I were cleaning blood of a crimescene off the rugged war stained street in front of the Desperado Casino owned by the Notorius Mordino Family.. a very high profile place,where you can find gold digging women who will set you up to get robbed at the drop of a dime,known deadly hitmen,and pimps spending thier hard earned money enjoying thier leizure time at the craps table!
See ...these type of people looked down upon hard working honest living people like my father,calling us guppies,streetcleaners,meat scrapers..etc!They looked at an honest living as a sign of weakness! So a car pulls up and a well dressed 6 foot dark haired man,with a very expensive looking custom tailored suit gets out from behind the wheel of the car followed by a very sexy,coke bottle figure, blonde,high maintenance looking woman steps out of the passenger side and walks to the man and puts his classy jacket on for him and kisses him on the cheek with such passion!
The couple joined hands and walked past us into the casino entrance with my father and I at our knees vigorously scrubbing dried blood off the concrete our out of date cheap clothes ragged and wore out from a long days work of hauling stiffs around the city!
The women looks at me with such seducing eyes and smiles and says"Hey sweet thang...your such a little cutie pie."The guy she was with flicks a 20 credit chip down at my father's knees and says"Hey thanks for cleaning these streets chump!"{the guy winks at me and continues onward into the casino}I continue to watch the guy...I was so fascinated the guy had a sexy lady on his arm a clean very expensive tailored suit with gecko skin shoes!A car...yes a car...everyone in the wastelands knew that a car was a symbol of wealth if you had the chips to buy a car then you were doing something illegal..and doing very good at that something....LOL Cars started off at like 15K chips for just a running one!My dad knew that I was falling into the allure of the fast life which made him angry.He often had plenty of talks with me ..you know man to man ...LOL telling me that wasnt the way to live and that sooner or later those guys would end up dead or in prison!
I didnt want to here it though.. I still longed to own one of those fancy retro cars and have women flocking me everywhere I went!
This was every young kids dream groing up in Reno....all the youth were so exposed to crime to a point that...noone wanted to make and honest living being a farmer..janitor or any other low paying job. I looked at my dad who was making a measly 500 chips a month didnt own shit..no car..dirty ragged clothes..lived in a roach and rat infested apartment with a dickhead landlord who was really a jet addict on 2nd Street!You wouldnt have to ask me which life I would chose...shiit there was no choice..LOL!
So one day Im walking home from a local youth hangout on 2nd Street and I decide to cut through an alley for a quicker way home because the rusted dim streetlights are on and after sundown the streets are very dangerous !Thats when the city comes alive with crime!
So I walk through this dark poorly lit dumpster waste infested alley and I see 2 thugs talking, most likely drug dealers I thought ..suddenly the talking turns into arguing!So I step back and hide behind a dumpster..anyone raised in Reno knows that an argument in the street usally means a gunfight soon after and I scrape up the raimains of the innocent victims who get caught in the crossfire everyday as a living so yea I was pretty streetsmart!
I overhear one guy say which Im sure was the supplier "This is it wheres the rest of the money?"
The other thug who Im sure was the dealer says"I didnt sell as much today business was dry the cops were patrolling and I had to lay low!"
{Supplier}"Okay thats cool..but wheres the rest of the Jet I need to have it accounted for?"
{Dealer}" Yea thats what I was going to tell you.. Man I got robbed earlier by some junkie waving a pistol!"
(Supplier) Why didnt you go after him and kill him?"
(Dealer)I let Jules borrow my gun!"
{Supplier}"You bet not be fuckin lyin..what..wha..what the fuck..are..you usin..this..shit..?
(Dealer)Naw..no..n..bro..no I dont do this shit!"
(Supplier)I know a someone high off Jet when I see them!"
(Dealer)Im sorry..bro...don..dont..!"
(Supplier) Pulls a black revolver out of the waistline of his camaflouge pants and puts it to the chest of the dealer!"
(Dealer)Noo..no come on man we are in this together..let me earned it back..please dont kill me dude..please!"
(Supplier)Its too fuckin late.jack there is no us.. anymore..your a junkie now..you fucked with the the Mordinos money now ya pay..enjoy your high..because it will be your last..muthafucka..
(Supplier) (Grabs the dealer close and shoots him twice..in the chest
Boom.. Boom)(The two fired rounds crack the cool evening air echoing thru the alleyway)
(Supplier) Fuckin junkie..damitt..got my shirt all bloody!
(Supplier)(Looks around and runs off into the darkness of the alleyway)
Daaamn ...seeing someone get murdered for the first time leaves a lasting impression!I was so scared my heart pounding legs shakey.
The body of the long blonde haired dealer laid lifless on the cold cracked Reno concrete face up light blue eyes wide open in a sense of horror that his eyes seen before death!His chest covered with dark lifless blood which is was oozing out of his leather jacket slowly onto the concrete!
I began to walk toward the body scared trembling..but more astonished than scared!Looking down upon the corpse examining his face he was no older than I! I then began to walk away but soemthing told me to turn around and check his pockets.So I reach down onto his corpse and digg inside his pockets and I find a velvet sack containing about 250 chips I quickly stuff it in my pocket
I noticed a strange lump protruding off his left leg thru his leather pants I feel it and its a crackly sounding bag with something that felt like viles I stuck my hand up his pant leg and discovered a paper bag containing 10 viles containing what appeared to be the highly addictive drug ..Jet!I had no idea how much it was worth but I sure was gonna find out...........TO BE CONTINUED
