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Grand Theft Auto IV
What's your Niko like after the story?
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dragon_goran_mijo  |
Posted: Tuesday, Jun 19 2012, 01:13
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| QUOTE (AlexGTAGamer @ Sunday, Jun 10 2012, 17:26) | Niko, for me, works as a Vigilante taking out Most Wanted criminals and gangs causing trouble in L.C.
He lives in the Middle Park East safehouse, wears a Perseus suit, always has time to hang out with his friends, has no girlfriends at the moment, has many expensive/luxury cars parked outfront of his other safehouses (an Infernus and a Comet infront of his Middle Park East residence), and always keeps the crosshairs on the enemy, never on an officer or a civilian. | Neat.
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racersg  |
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Player Hater

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| QUOTE (dragon_goran_mijo @ Sunday, Jun 10 2012, 02:55) | | I like to continue to RP Niko's life after I've completed the game. My Niko is dating Alex Chilton, he's more pleasent but also much more forgiving. His temper is short but his crime resume post story is scarce. After Kate's death, Niko is trying to crack Alex.. getting to know her. He's gotten a job in waste management, legit, as Roman says "We can start making money for real now." |
My Niko does not live in Liberty City anymore. He moved to Vice City. He then became so depressed about the death of Roman, he committed suicide by  . This post has been edited by racersg on Monday, Jun 25 2012, 18:48
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dragon_goran_mijo  |
Posted: Thursday, Jun 28 2012, 02:11
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| QUOTE (tommyv2468 @ Wednesday, Jun 27 2012, 16:26) | My Niko became a detective,solving big cases.But as a twist,he himself is actually a murder,killing at night(usually lone people in parks).The detective job is just a cover |
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LBYN  |
Posted: Thursday, Jun 28 2012, 05:40
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While sitting in his Playboy X apartment that he just so happened to acquire, he could no longer take the recurring nightmares of his former self. Waking up every night in a cold sweat, panting and the faint sound of police sirens in the bustling city of Liberty City, he decided to clear his mind. He made up his mind and went for a walk down the street and tried to pay no mind to anyone else. Stuck in his thoughts, and his old habits, he clenched his teeth at the vulgarities thrown at him and his ethnic background, just for the mere fact he brushed shoulders with them in the dimly light, rainy night. His head was aching, his mind wasn't clearing, and his fists trembled with rage. As he continued walking, a local slummy decided it best to call him out for being of a different ethnic background. As Niko turned his head, he could see that the slummy had a switchblade, open and ready. "What the F$@# did you say," Niko, said quietly, while his words trembled out of his mouth. They trembled so, as to remind this slummy that Niko was on the verge of a mental collapse. The slummy, paying no mind to this warning retorted with more racial and vulgar slurs, that would scare LCHC into becoming a Christian rock radio station. Niko, in a blur of madness, took the slummy by the throat and clenched his grip, lifting him off the ground. The slummy dropped his knife. The ping of metal hitting concrete was the only thing that broke the calm before the proverbial storm. Under a quiet breathe, Niko uttered "That's what I thought you said," and glared into the eyes of the slummy. Perhaps, this was the last the slummy ever saw. The next noise, among the quiet street, was the sound of skull and concrete. Niko had chokeslammed the slummy, creating an eerie silence among the rainy night. The faint police sirens had stopped, and Niko stared into the wrenching face of his opposer. Niko took the knife and stabbed it through the throat of the man, pinning him into the concrete as the rain blurred the line between his final tears and the condensation of the night. As Niko walked away, an engine was heard behind him. He turned, saw the emblem and ran. Running now, sweat and rain mix, as the blood drips off his finger tips. No matter, the slow car builds speed, knowing his every move. He darts across the street, only to be intercepted by none other than the cops. Niko is kneecapped by the grill of the Vapid police car. Shaken, and on the ground, he is taken into custody and is awaiting trial for first degree murder.
Moral of the story is, my Niko just ends up killing people for the sake of doing it, and this post may have been tl;dr worthy, and a little fanfic-y.
This post has been edited by LBYN on Thursday, Jun 28 2012, 18:35
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dragon_goran_mijo  |
Posted: Thursday, Jun 28 2012, 07:36
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7th Street ViGiLANTES 49er

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| QUOTE (LBYN @ Thursday, Jun 28 2012, 05:40) | While sitting in his Playboy X apartment that he just so happened to acquire, he could no longer take the recurring nightmares of his former self. Waking up every night in a cold sweat, panting and the faint sound of police sirens in the bustling city of Liberty City, he decided to clear his mind. He made up his mind and went for a walk down the street and tried to pay no mind to anyone else. Stuck in his thoughts, and his old habits, he clenched his teeth at the vulgarities thrown at him and his ethnic background, just for the mere fact he brushed shoulders with them in the dimly light, rainy night. His head was aching, his mind wasn't clearing, and his fists trembled with rage. As he continued walking, a local slummy decided it best to call him out for being of a different ethnic background. As Niko turned his head, he could see that the slummy had a switchblade, open and ready. "What the F$@# did you say," Niko, said quietly, while his words trembled out of his mouth. They trembled so, as to remind this slummy that Niko was on the verge of a mental collapse. The slummy, paying no mind to this warning retorted with more racial and vulgar slurs, that would scare LCHC into becoming a Christian rock radio station. Niko, in a blur of madness, took the slummy by the throat and clenched his grip, lifting him off the ground. The slummy dropped his knife. The ping of metal hitting concrete was the only thing that broke the calm before the proverbial storm. Under a quiet breathe, Niko uttered "That's what I thought you said," and glared into the eyes of the slummy. Perhaps, this was the the slummy ever saw. The next noise, among the quiet street, was the sound of skull and concrete. Niko had chokeslammed the slummy, creating an eerie silence among the rainy night. The faint police sirens had stopped, and Niko stared into the wrenching face of his opposer. Nik took the knife and stabed it through the throat of the man, pinning him into the concrete as the rain blurred the line between his final tears and the condensation of the night. As Niko walked away, an engine was heard behind him. He turned, saw the emblem and ran. Running now, sweat and rain mix, as the blood drips off his finger tips. No matter, the slow car builds speed, knowing his every move. He darts across the street, only to be intercepted by none other than the cops. Niko is kneecapped by the grill of the Vapid police car. Shaken, and on the ground, he is taken into custody and is awaiting trial for first degree murder.
Moral of the story is, my Niko just ends up killing people for the sake of doing it, and this post may have been tl;dr worthy, and a little fanfic-y. |  That was the greatest post in GTAFORUMS history.
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