Grand Theft Auto Tommy Vercetti No reason to stay
I loved GTA Vice City in my late teens back in the original XBOX days, and my love and nostalgia was recently rekindled, so I decided to write an epilogue for Tommy Vercetti to give myself a definitive ending. I hope all of you who loved the game as much as I did, enjoy what I wrote.
Grand Theft Auto Vice City Tommy Vercetti Epilogue-No reason to stay
"Well, now I don't have to pay for postage, you greedy rat" Tommy Vercetti sneers down at Sonny Forelli as he lay dead on his back, sprawled on the main staircase of his mansion, four .30 bullet holes in his chest, courtesy of Tommy's Heckler and Koch psg1 sniper rifle he bought at the North Point mall, just before he drove back on a Vespa scooter he stole and spent 5 minutes lobbing fragmentation grenades into the shops to shake them down for money...Tommy's startled back to the present when he hears Ken Rosenberg's astonished declaration "Tommy, what happened here, you ruined your suit, and that was a nice suit". Tommy looks down at his pink sportscoat with black lapels, and sees the accumulated blood from shooting and fighting his way across Miami. "Sonny tried to kill me and Lance double crossed me Ken". "I blew him up on the roof with an RPG-7 I had stashed in the basement when I went to patch myself up and grab some Kevlar when the first wave came in." Tommy calmly continues as Ken, still in shock, sniffs, a side effect of his near-constant cocaine snorting. "I managed to sneak around from the back to the front, flanking Sonny and shooting him dead". Ken just stands there speechless as tommy gets to his feet. "I've got my revenge and taken out all the rivals. All the action's down south now my friend, but I'm done, out". Tommy proclaims as he walks out the front, leaving his rifle and all the bodies and carnage to take care of themselves. Taking all the money he earned and stole, he climbs into the bright yellow Lamborghini Coutach he drove off the pedestal in the mall after he shook down all the shop owners and drives off for a better life...Driving to Jacksonville, he finds and subsequently restores his dad's old print shop that he founded after coming home at the end of the Korean war when Tommy was 2. He served with the 70th Armour Regiment 1st Cavalry Division as a loader in an M4A3E8 Sherman tank, but he never talked about the war. He founded and worked this print shop until 1984.
Tommy fondly remembers staying late with his dad to clean the ink off the rollers and thought he'd follow him into his trade, but he led a different life. Now, free of that life, he can reinvent himself....Tommy restores the building and picks up where his dad left off, printing anything and everything, his shot eventually gets the contract to print all the billboards in Jacksonville, Key West, and Miami. Throughout the next 33 years Tommy becomes as successful in his honest life as he did working for the mob, employing countless man and women and their decedents. In all that time Tommy still drove and lovingly maintained that Coutach, one bright, sonny morning in 2020, he was driving along, he was driving off the 7 mile bridge and the sun was in his eyes even with his Aviators on, he swerved to avoid a pedestrian at a four way stop and crashes head on into the side of a bank, the impact killing him instantly. It was a real six plume funeral for the former mob enforcer and murderer turned businessman. It seemed like everyone from the whole state of Florida showed up to pay their respects and give their thanks to the man who gave them hope again and who proved that people can change and reinvent themselves. Even a couple aged former members of the Forelli crime family said a few words to Tommy's hard work, and how you could count on him not to sell you out. In the cemetery, there was a simple marble headstone that simply read: Tommy Vercetti 1951-2020.