Obtain the essentials

You notice Jamey's intentions before he made his move. Before he can do anything worthwhile, he needed the bare basics in order for him to progress further. Dying or getting arrested was nothing special to him, but the loss of hard earned cash was what he wanted to prevent. For the next few hours, he went around Broker obtaining the essentials.

First of all, he fished out a small caliber pistol from a dumpster in an alleyway. It was no small feat, considering that he had to look around for a resident Rank 1 hustler who was looking to lose some heat. He had simply dumped the firearm while being chased by Liberty City's intrepid and highly corrupt local police department, and Jamey happened to be lucky enough to witness it before the man was arrested about 100 meters down the road. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he now owned an unlicensed 9mm handgun. Although it looked old, it still worked as intended, with some rounds still in the half empty magazine. All it took was a leisurely stroll to the underground gun shop in the Downtown area for him to purchase more, spending $70 of whatever little cash he had to make sure he had enough to be reckoned with.

Next, he needed a vehicle, and this was much easier to obtain. Jamey approached the nearest car, a brown Esperanto 4 door sedan, and checked the door. Continuing on his lucky streak, the car was not locked. As soon as he was inside, he hotwired the engine and drove off as if it was his own vehicle, the unfortunate true owner shouting and chasing after him before getting run over at a busy intersection. From what you could see in the rearview mirror, the owner's pants were still down and his small dick now pointed skyward as he laid motionless on his back. The poor man must have thought he was getting the time of his life in that alley before losing it, in a manner of speaking, to some random auto theft. Such was life in Liberty City.

Finally, he needed the most important thing: cash. $30 was a pitiful amount. Not enough to do anything fun or worthwhile. You watch Jamey cruise around in his newly acquired vehicle, scouting for more potential opportunities on both sides of the road as the sun begins to set in the city scape horizon.

Account Name: Jamey Cum-A-Lot

Health: 100/100
Stamina: 90/100

Ranks:

• Combat 1 (Puny as fuck)
• Sex Power 1 (Limp dicked)
• Endurance 1 (Feeble as fuck)
• Prestige 1 (Broke as fuck)

Reputation: Nobody
Cash: $30
Owned Properties: Broker Apartment
Contacts/Allies: None
Items: 9mm Pistol (2 clips ammo), Stolen Esperanto