Episode 30 — Public Roast, Private War
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Cold Open — HUD Adds Laugh Tracks
Miami dawn. Legend on the balcony, blunt lit, Subaru gleaming in the street below. HUD flickered in his vision:
[CASH FLOW | +$5,000 Deposited]
Balance: $576,240 → $581,240
Then a glitch:
[Collector Net Active — Now Broadcasting.]
[Warning: Public Embarrassment Attempt Incoming.]
Legend smirked. "So he wanna play in public now? Guess we roastin' global."
Miles shouted from the studio. "Yo! Rolling Loud New York called — we fly in tonight!"
Salina walked out, sipping coffee. "New York, huh? Hope your Silver Tongue works in Yankee accents."
Legend exhaled smoke. "Money fluent in every language."
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Scene 1 — Roast Battle Barber Shop
Before the flight, they stopped in Little Havana for a lineup. The barber leaned over Legend. "Bruh, your hairline got more side quests than your life."
Miles burst out laughing. "Facts! Bro hairline leveling up slower than his cash flow."
Salina giggled. "And you dress like you own a pawn shop in GTA."
Legend exhaled smoke, cool. "Funny. Y'all laughing at me while Miles's sneakers leaning like they on probation."
Barber shop roared. Old heads slapped knees.
HUD pulsed:
[Side Quest Complete: Barber Shop Roast.]
[Reward: +$1,000 + Respect] → Balance: $582,240
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Scene 2 — Rolling Loud Setup
That night, Madison Square Garden-sized energy. Miles backstage, pacing, nervous.
Legend smirked. "Crowd's just numbers with faces. Numbers don't scare me."
Miles exhaled. "Easy for you. You don't gotta spit in front of them."
Salina whispered in his ear. "You've been spitting in front of us forever. Don't change now."
He nodded, stepping on stage. Crowd screaming. Cameras flashing.
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Scene 3 — Collector's Humiliation Attempt
Halfway through Miles's set, the giant screens flickered. Collector's logo splashed — black card, blood-red lettering.
Then photos. Legend with Salina. Hotel receipts. Secrets.
Crowd gasped. Social media went wild.
Miles froze mid-bar. Salina's eyes went wide.
Collector's voice boomed over the speakers. "The Silver Tongue runs dry tonight. Everyone will see what you've hidden."
Legend walked calm onto the stage, blunt in lips. Mic in hand. "Collector sent a slideshow? Bruh, you hacking concert visuals like a jealous ex."
The crowd died laughing.
Miles snapped out, laughing mid-tear. "Bro, you petty! You made a PowerPoint!"
Salina grabbed the mic. "Imagine being this obsessed with us and still broke."
The whole stadium roared.
HUD pulsed:
[Public Roast Chain Engaged — Collector Humiliation Reversed.]
[Influence: Miles + Salina Loyalty Boosted.]
Collector's logo glitched off the screen, fury burning invisible.
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Scene 4 — Street Race Roast
Later, cooling off in Queens, a local crew challenged the Subaru. "That thing? Wide body? Looks like it's cosplaying as Batman's Uber."
Miles fell out laughing. "They cooked you again, bro!"
Legend smirked. "Funny. Line up."
Engines roared. At the last stretch, Legend snapped $2,000—Balance: $580,240—and scattered bills across the road. Rivals swerved, fighting over cash. Subaru slid through first, turbo screaming.
HUD pulsed:
[Side Quest Complete: Street Roast Race.]
[Reward: +$5,000 + Respect] → Balance: $585,240
Miles shouted, laughing. "Bro bought the win with singles!"
Legend smirked. "A win's a win. Broke still broke."
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Scene 5 — Private Tension
Back at the hotel, Salina pressed him against the wall. "You roasted the Collector in front of thousands. You made him look small. That's why I'll never leave you."
Their kiss was hard, heat rising. The passion wasn't quiet — it was permanent, unbreakable.
HUD flickered faint green:
[Bond Strengthened — Salina Loyalty Absolute.]
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Scene 6 — Collector's Next Move
As dawn broke, an envelope slid under their hotel door.
Inside: a single USB drive.
HUD screamed red:
[Collector Upload Prepared: Miles's unreleased tracks, ready to leak worldwide.]
[Objective: Destroy Career.]
Legend exhaled smoke, calm. "So he done playing with slideshows. Now he want careers."
Miles staggered, panicked. "If he leaks those tracks, it's over before I even get started."
Salina looked at Legend, whispering, "So what do we do?"
Legend smirked. "Same thing we always do. Buy the ending."
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Closing Beat — Comedy Into War
Balcony of the hotel. Subaru parked below, engine still ticking.
HUD glowed steady:
[CASH FLOW | +$5,000 Deposited]
Balance: $590,240
Legend exhaled smoke, eyes on the city. "Collector think he roasting me. But I wrote the script."