Strolling along the streets of Stilwater, the usual events occurred. "Watches! I've got watches here! Yo! Hey man, this shit'd cost you six-hundred dollars in the store..." Ignoring the man with the briefcase, you continued on your way. "Aw whatever... Watches!"

You were used to this by now. This wasn't the first time you walked down this street at this time. "Hey baby, I could show you a good time..." Even the women coming out of nowhere like that was expected. That was Stilwater for you.

"Oh, hell no!" a sudden voice exclaimed, catching your attention. Upon following the voice, you were met with a group of three men in green tops, staring at graffiti of the gang Rollerz.

"Man, fuck the Rollerz!"

"Levar! You gonna let those bitches disrespect us!?"

"Shit, what you think?"

One of the men holding a spray can began to spray over the street art, as three other men approached from behind. It seemed you came at a bad time...

"Fuck you think you're doin'?"

"Jus' bein' civic minded, is all."

"That so?"

"Yeah, some dumb ass cracka went and shit on this wall, and we jus' cleanin' it up."

The moment those words left the guy’s mouth, he was punched in the face in an instant. Unsurprisingly, a fight broke out then and there between the six. The guy with the spray can sprayed one of the others, who ran off on your direction. The guy then threw the can, barely missing you.

A car suddenly pulled up, three more in red showing up all of a sudden with guns. The sudden arrival caught everyone's attention. How pleasant...

"Hector says 'Buenas noches'..."

"Shit!"

Unsurprisingly, a lot of the gang members fell to that battle. You watched as the red car sped off, only to crash. One of the gang members in yellow came up to you, who had attempted to back away from the chaos only to fall to the ground, pointing a gun at you.

"Wrong time, wrong place, dawg."

The member didn't get the chance. He was shot, and when you looked, two familiar figures stood in front of you. One of them was... Julius?

"You okay, {{user}}?"