Lawsuit 5s1o4l

LONDON, ENGLAND...

great city of EQUALITY, WEALTH, prosperity ...

unh! unh!

...squalor...

...deprivation...

after nightfall, dark alleys become deathtraps.

...and villainy.

unh! drug dealers and violent gangs wander the winding streets.

unh! ...filth...

...the cockroaches scurry back under their rocks.

...and at the end of the night...

...WHEN all the violence, intimidation and murder is done...

yes, london is full of violent, amoral criminals.

unh! unh!

...and bloody sexy!

UNH! UNH!

violent, amoral...

ohhh...

UNH!

fuck me, Vinnie...

What th’ fuck?!

shit!

Whoever’s in here, better start prayin’ ‘cos -

Unff!!

Vince? What happ-

MUTHAF-

UNGG!!

but wherever there is darkness, there must also be...

...light!

where there are villains, we find heroes...

heroes like t-boy...

ya know, Jin...

ya could tidy up a bit when GUESTS come 'round!

and his tall, dark and muscular mentor; lawsuit.

together, they wage a nightly war against london's criminal underworld...

one scumbag at a time...

Fuck! It’s the Suit!

That’s LAWsuit, Kyeong.

W-Wha’ d’ya want, man?

I ain’t done nuffin'!

Witnesses put you at the scene of a drugs delivery... ...that went down two NIGHTS ago at The heyday Nightclub.

I-I ain’t sayin’ nuffin.

AAAh! Aah!

OK, OK. I was there, but it wasn’t nuffin’ to do wi’ me!

Gimme a break, Jin.

You’re hired muscle.

and you're good at your job.

S-So?

So you’re in demand.

If you hadn’t been working that job, you’d have been working elsewhere.

That’s bullsh-

Ok, Ok! I was there, but I was jus’ the muscle.

AAAGH!!!

I know they weren’t yours, JIN. You’re no organ grinder.

The drugs wasn’t mine!

So whose drugs were they?

FANTASMA!

FANTASMA!

Good boy, Jin.

Do yourself a favour.

get out of London. I don’t want to have to touch your nuts again.

Fuck you, you pi-

Nice shot, T-Boy.

Thanks, Boss.

I liked the “organ grinder” joke.

not sure Jin got it, though.

"oh, I think he grasped it, T-Boy!" Fantasma. great.

and three days.

weird, though... since when does fantasma deal in street drugs?

changin' his m.o. maybe?

I doubt it. something else is going on here.

he's been out on license, what? two weeks?

whatever the case, the sun'll be up soon...

better call it a night and come at it fresh tomorrow.

Not too tired to gimme some hard cock when we get home, I hope?

I just had a handful of some low rent, sleazy crook’s balls, T-Boy.

How do you think I feel about that?

Horny as Hell?

Horny as Hell.

meanwhile, across town, lies the once-prestigious equinox theatre...

izzat it? we done?

wanna get drunk and get me dick I wanna sucked! go home, wayne.

what's he all about, anyway?

Th-the poster’s is all up, boss.

jus' hang on, the boss kirk. said to meet back here once we was done.

Mi dispiace…

weird bloke walkin' around in that cape and outfit... Fella freaks me out.

All set for tomorrah night.

Eccellente, mi Amico.

An’ the flyers’ve all gone out.

Now, both of you…

I am truly sorry to hear that I “freak you out”, my young schiavo.

You’ve done very well.

…Listen very carefully…

early afternoon, the following day...

...otherwise known as lawsuit and t-boy...

Yeah. Like a log!

Leigh, you STILL asleep?

...at the well appointed home of brian kwon and leigh mason...

You won’t want breakfast, then.

You’re joking, Brian.

I’m Bein' out STARVIN'! all night, then ridin' you for hours when we get home...

You’re hardly a boy.

...really takes it out of a boy!

Bitch!

I’m only twenty-one!

Exactly. Not a boy. Anyway, I need you to grab a shower and suit up when you’re ready. We’ve got a lot of ground to cover tonight.

The fantasma thing?

Yeah.

We’re gonna cruise about, check out all the usual scum hangouts.

There was a green skull painted on the wall at Vinnie’s the witness at the heyday last night. club mentioned green skull grafitti.

Try to get any joy out of our one lead.

so fantasma's got a new logo, you reckon?

Lead?

maybe.

Right.

So we’re gonna try to find more skulls?

Or anyone who’s willing to talk.

You up for that?

You know me, I’m up for anything.

Mmm. how was your Breakfast?

Well, it was missing something…

Like what?

I can definitely help you with that, kid.

Coulda done with more MEAT.

uhhh...

uhhhh...

nnn... you make my dick feel so good, t-boy.

I'm getting close, leigh... don't stop...

feel better?

we gettin' to work or what?

yeah, loads, thanks!

and later, at the equinox theatre...

where hordes of london's young and horny have gathered...

...answering the call to party!

idioti prevedibili… ha ha ha!

Horny little men…

Tempt them with the promise of cheap booze and ...they’ll easy sex... walk into the jaws of inferno itself…

Such impatience! But very well…lights, curtains…

…sound!

Enough drama, Fantasma!

Do it!

Come on, mate!

We’ve been in this fuckin’ queue f’r an hour! Let us in!

‘Allo…?! Anyone in there? C’n you ‘ear me or wot?!

Uh…?

And, at that moment, at the home of lawsuit and t-boy...

any luck, t-boy?

not much. ...or rather, underneath it...

Ricky the rodent said he’s seen a green skull painted on an alley wall in West Brompton. Add that to the one we saw last night in Hackney.

Doesn’t help much, does it?

well-

Go ahead.

…I dunno what they are!

that's it. he's made his move!

We’re on our way!

Lawsuit, I think you’d better get to the equinox Theatre, Camden. We’ve got, well, look…

Mmm, si, my sex zombies.

Suck my dick...

suck each other’s dicks...

fuck each other!

For soon, our nemesis will arrive, of that you can be sure!

...then the fun…

And then…

Jump in.

…really begins…

you there, next to my vat of acid...

Illegal club night going on inside These… turned ugly just zombie over an hour things just ago. appeared.

No idea where they came from or whether there are hostages inside. I’ve got a feeling, Sergeant…

Eh? …that the zombies ARE the hostages!

He’s out on license and back to his old tricks, apparently.

Not for long!

We think Il Fantasma’s behind this. He's dabbled with mind control in the past...

then a degree in chemistry while he was banged up in Belmarsh had him mixing chemicals to create “sex zombies”.

Fuck, he’s hot when he’s angry!

Oh, yes, he is!

Take them Fantasma’s down if you the real have to, T-Boy, goal! but we just need to get in.

You make that sound easy, boss!

Ooh, maybe not, though!

Oi! You big fucker, get off!

T-Boy! Yeah, you like that, do ya?

Don’t fight them!

ya big sexy zombie!

Oh, yeah, OK, 'cos I boss. was, y’know, fightin' to get free and stuff.

If we give in, I reckon…

“...They’ll take us straight to Fantasma.”

Ahhh, la mia nemesi.

Welcome, Lawsuit.

La mia nemesi?!

Listen, Fantasma, I am not your “nemesis”.

You barely even qualify as a threat!

Bastardo! I am Il Fantasma!

I will show you what a threat really is! La tua morte is at hand!

Now, T-Boy!

You’ve drugged your last innocent, Fantasma!

…the noise!

Drugs? Oh, il mio stupido amico. Drugs are so last year!

Now, it’s all about…

Ungh!

Ow! Ow! Fuck!

What was that?!

Great.

Fuckin’ brilliant. Now I can’t hear a bloody thing.

What the hell could have fried my hearing aids like-

And now, my hated enemy...

I want you to turn around and walk to that vat of acid right over there...

The zombies aren’t drugged!

Oh, bugger.

It’s that cane!

...ascend the steps… ...And jump right on in…

Fuck fuck fuck!

I’ve gotta get that cane!

AAAH!!!

What? How is that brat not my slave?!

wanker.

Dickhead’s tryin' to soundblast me again.

Need to read his lips…er…

“How is this possible”

“You are mine”

“Why will you not turn”

You wanna know why, cockface?

I’M DEAF, YOU

fuckshit bollocks!

Oh. Nonono!

I need to-

How do I change 'em back?!

right, OK.

erwhat the fuck?

Looks like T-Boy hit Fantasma pretty hard.

When he wakes up he’ll have a hell of a headache.

Where is t-boy, anyway?

He’s getting his spare hearing I think I'm aids from the gonna head off, car. Sergeant. I’d like to get some clothes, maybe.

Really? Seems a shame.

the area behind the stage has been cleared out…

Lawsuit? Boss?

lawsuit! sergeant owen?

ah, there you are!

you back there?

so, since it's you calling me, can I assume fantasma failed?

room for one more, fellas?

yup. I'm watchin' 'im get carted away by the feds right now.

I toldja - ya shoulda jus' got me inna firs' place.

and I told you, it's not your place to question my plans...

...or provide commentary.

alright, mr. s. I'm jus' sayin. so wha's next?

next? well, you get to show me what you've got. you're up. make it big. big? I can do big.

makes me horny jus' finkin' about it... put the word out, billy. we're gonna light up london...

boom.

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