The Newgrounds Mafia http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/directory en-us Copyright 2006, Yuku feeds@yuku.com (FeedMaster) webmaster@yuku.com (WebMaster) Mon, 09 Nov 2009 00:00:00 GMT Sat, 20 Sep 2008 10:08:07 GMT Yuku Feeds 1.0 http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 60 Yuku http://static.yuku.com//feed/bypass/images/button-yuku.png http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/directory Yuku - free hosted forums and profiles 88 31 {pics-1.1 "http://www.icra.org/ratingsv02.html" l gen true for "http://yuku.com" r (nz 1 vz 1 lz 1 oz 1 cz 1 ) "http://www.rsac.org/ratingsv01.html" l gen true for "http://yuku.com" r (n 0 s 0 v 0 l 0 )) Search Search Domain q http://yuku.com/search/direct/ <![CDATA[ Daddy's little girl ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/585/t/Daddy-s-little-girl.html Daddy's little girl

1 night before the party
Outside, the night was a crisp green. That meant only one thing; the oversized centipedes were going to be out at anytime, so it was not safe to venture out of the house. But that didn't matter to Snype, because Olivia's party was tomorrow, and that meant one thing; she was going to be drunk, and therefore, the sloppy sex would be better than twice the amount of chocolate dr.... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/585 Sat, 20 Sep 2008 10:08:07 GMT <![CDATA[ The Letter ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/584/t/The-Letter.html

The Letter (Prequel to 'Ghost and the Pink Goo')

Charlotte stood outside the door of Ghost's office. It was closed, as usual. He was probably having another 'important' meeting. She knocked on the door.
"Come in," Ghost coughed.
Charlotte walked forward, but soon got a facefull of the door.
"Shit!" she exclaimed. "Always....Remember you... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/584 Thu, 03 Apr 2008 18:06:45 GMT <![CDATA[ Ghost and the Pink Goo ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/583/t/Ghost-and-the-Pink-Goo.html Ghost and the Pink Goo
Ghost was sitting by the fireplace and singing love songs to his favorite hamster, Daisy, to the tune of "the best of Michael Bolton vol. 6." Ghost, naturally, had the entire collection and played it at least once every week.
Strauss came in questioningly and asked, "did you remember to feed the hounds?"
"Yes," Ghost replied. "I fed them Snype, last tuesday."
"Meaning, you had snype... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/583 Wed, 26 Mar 2008 13:16:16 GMT <![CDATA[ The List ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/582/t/The-List.html The List

Nomader shuffled out of his bed, slowly, as his alarm beeped like a retarded ass. Quickly, he silenced it, and moved out to the hallway after getting dressed into his usual suit and tie formalwear.

In the hallway, all the family were gathered around a piece of paper hung on the wall.

"The Inactive Family Members"
"May they rest in Peace"

"lott10
BigLundi
... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/582 Tue, 25 Mar 2008 11:56:26 GMT <![CDATA[ NG Boulevard 345 ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/581/t/NG-Boulevard-345.html NG Boulevard 345

It was a gloomy grey day with sprinkles of rain coming down onto the pavement,roads,streets. Some houses were ran down, rats here and there among the ruins of a house was scurrying to a place and another. A mysterious figure went into a building and went down the basement to find the NG Mafia Seceret Hideout which was the size of a large Bar. Some people in there were playing Poker betting 25$. One of them looked up and saw the mysteious figure and... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/581 Tue, 25 Mar 2008 11:55:58 GMT <![CDATA[ Unnamed Story 3 ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/580/t/Unnamed-Story-3.html

The office was creaking as always and the smell of fine cigars and malt whiskey filled the room, Ghost was sat behind his desk smoking while Strauss and britkid finished their drinks. They sat silently in this large office, the dim light of the table lamp struggled to illuminate the room helped only by the occasional headlight of a car passing by.

The sudden knocking at the office door prompted britkid to gulp the rest of... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/580 Tue, 25 Mar 2008 11:50:27 GMT <![CDATA[ Unnamed Story 2 ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/579/t/Unnamed-Story-2.html

Ghost sighed as he walked ino his house, he pulled the key from the lock and slammed the door, he threw his keys onto the table and stood against the door. He was unsure what to do at first but decided it was best to go to sleep, he had a long day ahead of him tommorow it was best he was rested.

Ghost walked toward his room but as he reached the end of the hall he noticed some books on the shelf were out of place, in an... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/579 Tue, 25 Mar 2008 11:47:32 GMT <![CDATA[ Unnamed Story 1 ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/578/t/Unnamed-Story-1.html System error walked into the bar his dark suit drew attention to him as soon as he walked in. He could feel the eyes all over him and it made him smile a little, he walked further inside accompanied by pentienttangent and ocelot. the bar was old and full of smoke but the stench of damp and leaking beer filled the bar. Some of the people drinking recognised the 3 and quickly finished there drink before hurrying ot the door.

Ocelot examined the bar before pointing out there target,... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/578 Tue, 25 Mar 2008 11:46:01 GMT <![CDATA[ Strike! ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/577/t/Strike-.html Strike!

"Take a seat, Ocelot," said Ghost, sounding a bit more raspy than usual.

"Are you alright, Ghost?" asked Ocelot, with a scared look in his eyes.

"Fine," said Ghost, muttering something about someone forcing him to snort viagra pills up his nose. "Listen, we recently made some hedway in the Downtown... mess," said Ghost, coughing. "We recently took over an establishment by the name of The... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/577 Tue, 25 Mar 2008 11:44:17 GMT <![CDATA[ Well, it was a boring day at the mafia... ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/576/t/Well-it-was-a-boring-day-at-the-mafia-.html

Well, it was a boring day at the mafia...

Deadly walked through the door leading to the next room over, coincidently the only door in the room other than the bathroom and closet, and imediately vomitted all over the floor in front of him, horrified at the scene portrayed in the room.

Bodies were spewn all over the place, some deformed so that they were unidentifiable. Blood practically... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/576 Thu, 28 Feb 2008 14:46:18 GMT <![CDATA[ Rant on Resident Evil 4 (not really a story) ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/575/t/Rant-on-Resident-Evil-4-not-really-a-story-.html This isn't really a story, but i seemed to have put in so much time and effort to make this long post, that i thought it should be archived. (I don't even remember doing this, so i was probably drunk.)

bah. the more i think of the plot, the less i care about the superior graphics, the highly improved movement and shooting system, or the complex enemy ai.

when it comes down to it, when i want superior graphics, i... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/575 Thu, 28 Feb 2008 14:43:39 GMT <![CDATA[ Connection ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/574/t/Connection.html Connection
Part 1

The darkness had crept inside the bar. Rain slapped against the window to the street, as the sad sound of a violin came over the room.

The bar was a small place in Newgrounds City, known to be a good place to let out your fears to the bartender behind the counter, who always listened. The music was always a sad tone, a melancholy note. The sort which made you want to buy another drink to put back your bad day.

A... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/574 Thu, 28 Feb 2008 14:38:43 GMT <![CDATA[ Framed ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/573/t/Framed.html

Framed

Running to the Mafia HQ, with my red coat dragging on the sidewalk, I began to feel my blood boil. Ghost had been killed by one of us. I had just heard the news over the phone from PowerPrower, he had told me to get there right away.
I finally arrived at HQ, and I could feel the aura of panic eminating from it. I acended the stairway to the top floor, where Ghost's office was. In the... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/573 Thu, 28 Feb 2008 14:37:29 GMT <![CDATA[ The Mafia: A Friendly Family! ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/572/t/The-Mafia-A-Friendly-Family-.html The Mafia: A Friendly Family!

"Hey Fragment," said Tangent happily.

"Get the fuck out of my way," he muttered, sticking some C4 onto Tangent's unsuspecting back.

Boris passed by Fragment without saying a word, and Fragment abruptly grabbed Boris, and forced him to walk with him.

"How's it going, Frag?" asked Boris, as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, nothing much is going on," said... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/572 Thu, 28 Feb 2008 14:37:03 GMT <![CDATA[ The Brotherhood of the Mafia ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/571/t/The-Brotherhood-of-the-Mafia.html The Brotherhood of the Mafia
Part 1

A meeting which no one knew about was currently being held inside the walls of the Police Department at midnight. An empty room soon became filled with police officers as they took their reserved seats at an oval table. Rain pounded the glass window above the table, making it sound similar to machine gun fire. An old sturdy man strolled into the room and took his seat at the head of the table, the badges on his... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/571 Thu, 28 Feb 2008 14:33:46 GMT <![CDATA[ Traitor ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/570/t/Traitor.html

Traitor

Fairy crouched on a platform high above the two familes family, peering through the scope of the sniper resting on her shoulder. The warehouse was cold and it smelled of dust and rusty metal but she wasn't focused on that. Only her target.

On the right was the Mafia, Ghost standing at the front and on the left was a new family, the Black Caps. They were a... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/570 Thu, 28 Feb 2008 14:31:11 GMT <![CDATA[ When you take Trivia's Pills... ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/568/t/When-you-take-Trivia-s-Pills-.html When you take Trivia's Pills...

Ghost was twiddling with the blue pill he had in his hand, examining it. "I don't see what's so funny about these things..." he whispered to himself, "Why do people avoid them like the plague?" Ghost was leaning back in his chair, feet on his desk, when he got up and tossed the pill to PoerPrower, "Take it, i wanna see what it does." PowerPrower caught it and stared at it, "Uhhh...why me?" he asked,... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/568 Tue, 26 Feb 2008 14:37:38 GMT <![CDATA[ The Concerto that Ends in Blood. ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/567/t/The-Concerto-that-Ends-in-Blood-.html

The Concerto that Ends in Blood.

Music is my life. And my violin was my best friend. She was red, and she knew me, like I knew her. Over fourteen years, we had grown together. She grew as I played her, and I could recognize her sound out of a thousand violins playing at once. She was beutiful, and deadly.

As a member of the NG mafia, my specialty was assasination. To the general public, I was a mere fiddler for hire.... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/567 Tue, 26 Feb 2008 14:36:13 GMT <![CDATA[ Bars ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/566/t/Bars.html Bars

"Beer, please," muttered Nomader at the bar. A mug quickly was filled up in front of him, and he took it. He sipped on it a little bit, then lit a Camel.

"No smoking," said the bartender. "New law."

"Does it look like I give a damn?" asked Nomader quickly, puffing on his cigarette, then sipping on his drink. He was tired.

"Bad day, huh?" asked the bartender, trying to strike up a... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/566 Tue, 26 Feb 2008 14:34:11 GMT <![CDATA[ A FEW SMALL ERRANDS ]]> http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/565/t/A-FEW-SMALL-ERRANDS.html

A FEW SMALL ERRANDS

PART 1: GET ME MY SCOTCH

"Just goddamn do it and don't answer back you SONOFABITCH!"

Charlotte's last words echoed in his head. It wasn't that they stung him psychologically or anything, it's just that she yelled them really friggin' loud and that added to one of the periodic attacks of tinnitus he was having that day to give him a pounding headache.

... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (straus69) http://thenewgroundsmafia.yuku.com/topic/565 Tue, 26 Feb 2008 14:31:54 GMT