Your cousin is Trock Fenton. He plays for the Shunting! You call him up and you tell him about these corporate pricks who are using city board rules to close down the Viking Faire restaurant to put up some mega office complex on the tax payer's dime. He agrees to speak to the band about getting a benefit concert one to change all that and raise communal awareness. Hell the Viking Faire is a landmark of Libreville. You start a movement and it starts gaining steam. The sulty shifters and Johny Mollkin have signed up. One day a man comes to see you. His name is Thomas Grackle. He works for the OFTL. He offers you three thousand bucks to call off this benefit concert. He says it could give the people the wrong idea and they may try to save the place. You refuse. He says you had better consider his deal, its the sweetest one you are going to get and things could become damn uncomfy for you. You tell him he and the Oil For the Loyal can just fuck off. After that your car collects a new bogus parking ticket everywhere you go. A health inspector says your home is unfit to live in. They throw you out of your home and bull doze it with all your things inside. Now you are without car or home. Still you right to get the concert on. One day when leaving the viking Faire a black sedan pulls up to you. The windows roll down and guns stick out. You are shot to death right in front of the place you fought so hard to defend.
The End