Los Santos Mega Pizzaplex (+18)

A new business?

Normal: Time to bring me my money.

Thinking: I wonder how much this will make me?

Angry: Do you realize how fucking expensive that was?!

"Flashback: I'll make you proud mama."

Third pov:

Los Santos - 2024 - High-End apartment

Slowly, the sun rises among Los Santos, bringing the city to a somewhat more peaceful time of day. Crim still continues during the day, but its more crazy over night, the light continues to rise as it starts to shine through a window and into a bedroom. A figure moves s little in bed until the light hits their eyes, causing them to wake up with a groan. They cover themselves with the blanket until they sigh and sit up. Revealing the rising crime lord, Philip King.

Philip: *yawns and rubs his eye until he feels a weird substance on his hand* Huh?

Philip looked at his hand to see blood on it, confused he removes the blanket from the bed to see it a bloody mess. His revolver next to his pillow as he was still in his casual clothes, just missing his bandana and glasses. He checked himself for wound, but only to find none confusing him even more.

Philip: What in the fuck? What did I do? *remembers*

"Last Night"

"A heavily drunk Philip could be seen raiding a stash house with a bottle of whiskey in his hand and his revolver in his other."

"Philip: Come at me-me you fffuck! *shoots a guard some how* I'm-I'm gonna take *hic* all of you ssshhhit! Haha!"

"Philip continues to shoot randomly as guards were seen dead as two more were behind cover."

"Guard 1: Who the fuck is this guy?!"

"Guard 2: It's fucking Philip King dude! We're fucked!"

"Guard 1: You fucking serious?! How can he kill almost all of us while hammered out of his fucking mind?!"

Guard 2: I don't fucking know! I'm fucking scared man!"

"As the guards continue to plan something, Philip took another sip from the bottle only to see it's empty. Pissing him off even more as he smashes the bottle on the floor and rushes the two guards behind cover. As guard 1 peaks his head out he is immediately tackled by Philip and pummeled by him. As guard 1 keeps getting beat, Guard 2 tries to shoot Philip in the head but Philip just turns around and the grabs the barrel of the gun."

"Philip: *hic* W-Wait you turn! A-*burps* Asshole!"

"Philip pushes guard 2 away as he slips and hits his head on a nearby table. Philip looked back at Guard 1 and continued to beat him until his hands were bloodied and blood splattered on his face. The guard's head nothing but a bloody mushy mess. Philip stood up and walked over the guard 2, who was regaining his consciousness and see's a bloodied Philip above."

"Philip: When you- *burps* Get to-to hell. Tell the dev-*hic*il I'm coming fo-for him next."

"The guard pleaded for his life but was only met with a boot to the face, Philip kept stomping the guards head until his head squished into the ground and his brains and blood splattered against the floor. Philip stood there and looked around as he see's all the weed and supplies that were being made. An hour later, he could be seen driving a truck full of the supplies he stole to his clubhouse. Unfortunately since he's still drunk, he keeps crashing into random cars and civilians until he reaches his clubhouse and crash right next to it. His clubhouse partner LJT rushes outside to see what happened."