Welcome!

By registering with us, you'll be able to discuss, share and private message with other members of our community.

  1. Welcome to the 12ozProphet Forum...
    You are currently logged out and viewing our forum as a guest which only allows limited access to our discussions, photos and other forum features. If you are a 12ozProphet Member please login to get the full experience.

    If you are not a 12ozProphet Member, please take a moment to register to gain full access to our website and all of its features. As a 12ozProphet Member you will be able to post comments, start discussions, communicate privately with other members and access members-only content. Registration is fast, simple and free, so join today and be a part of the largest and longest running Graffiti, Art, Style & Culture forum online.

    Please note, if you are a 12ozProphet Member and are locked out of your account, you can recover your account using the 'lost password' link in the login form. If you no longer have access to the email you registered with, please email us at [email protected] and we'll help you recover your account. Welcome to the 12ozProphet Forum (and don't forget to follow @12ozprophet in Instagram)!

How injured have you gotten doing graf?

Discussion in 'Third Rail' started by Sun Dialect, Oct 12, 2001.

  1. Sun Dialect

    Sun Dialect New Jack

    Joined: Sep 20, 2001 Messages: 7 Likes Received: 0
    I was about 18 and I was bombing a freeway retaining wall on the I-78 in Tri-City near Vista, in So Cal. We had killed the wall earlier that night and came back to wreck it more for good measure. We had done like five fillys and tagged the shit out of the upper retainer wall. We went below to the retainer wall right next to the freeway (groung level) and did some throw-ups. That night we had probably spent 3 housr total including both missions. Our luck was running out quickly. We finished up the bombs on the lower retainer wall after being honked at and seen by a million people. We made our way up to the top where we had entered. We spent a little more time bombing the upper section before leaving...We returned to the spot where we came in. As I came around from the wall to hop the fence I saw 7 highway patrol cars lined up with all the cops out of their cars chilling and waiting for our stupid asses. I heard one of them say that's them "Get em'". Shit went down! We started to run to the bottom retainer wall where we had been bombing earlier and to our surprise there was a motor cycle cop patrolling the spot where we had been tagging. We decided to continue down to the freeway anyways. The cops up top were swarming and we had no where else to go accept right into the path of the motor cycle cop. So, as I was running and jumping down this 75 degree angle cliff I made a wrong move and ended up jumping into a drainage ditch off center at a weird angle...I broke my ankle in two places. Needless to say our asses were going to be hemmed up if we didn't keep going so I kept going and got to the freeway. We ran right in front of the Motorcycle pig and I dropped all my cans in the west bound lanes...We jumped the divider and got across the east bound lanes and then proceede to jump the fence into some bushes...Our plans were to take the frontage road to the Mall and get our homie to take us back to the car. Taht was parked near the scene...To our amazement the cops uptop never spotted us and how the Motorcycle Copper didn't see us I will never know? It was one of those nights you thank your lucky stars and are very happy for your freedom. We escaped the cops and a huge fine and jail time for the killings we did that night...I hobbled my crippled ass a few miles to the mall with the help of my good friend. We woke my homie up at 4 am and got him to drive us back to the crime scene where I then proceeded to drive my friend home with a broken ankle...the car was std. transmission and I had to use the clutch with my ankle. Shit hurt bad. We got him home...I got the car back into the drive way before my mom woke up (I borrowed he car like usual). I went to sleep for an hour then I told my moms that I broke it in my sleep. Sleep jumping??? Don't ask. It worked and now my ankles healed and I got a story to tell...so tell me yours.
    Peace
    -Sun
    387
     
  2. CATS

    CATS Senior Member

    Joined: May 30, 2001 Messages: 1,600 Likes Received: 0
    My mission was to wreck shop on Washington just westward of northpark by the airport in S.D. It was COLE and me, my girlfriend at the time(one of the dopest chicks) decided to go with us. The target was a elementry school wall that faced towards the street, now this is on a hill so when your driving down the street you look up 150 feet on the side of the cliff and see the schools wall and some homes in the community. We got to our locale and got can ready, shaking quietly!!! We started our outlines and quick fills to set the pace. Looking at it we decided to go big and add charecters. We had already been there for about an hour and we were finishing up and my girl tells me she sees a dog. I think you know what kind of dog it was. "K9". I grabbed my backpack and the few cans that were left astray (never leave evidence). My homie ran to the 18 foot fence and scaled it like a cat running from dogs. My girlfriend hops it like its something she has beendoing for years. Well I dont get so luck and my ecko jacket with these cool little rubber cords gets snagged on a link, I do a nice windmill down to the groud. My beanie flew off when I hit the ground. I picked it up and started to run more when I jump the second fence and cut the shit out of my hand. My girlfriend leaves withouit us, me and my homie have a three mile walk in the middle of the night through shitty as hillcrest "San DIegos GAY COMMUNITY. Both of us with backpacks and paint on our fingers, me bleeding. We get to my friends house and the only good thing that hapened is a nice cold beer. Then my girlfriend comes over and nutures me back to health. The next morning we go scope our steez. COLE arrows CATS arrows and on top it says FITE THE SYST. Sun will know...
    CATS - 387
     
  3. Sun Dialect

    Sun Dialect New Jack

    Joined: Sep 20, 2001 Messages: 7 Likes Received: 0
    Hell yeah...I know! The pain has a purpose and I wouldn't take any of it back. Are you still bombing shit nowadays...In N.County? I'm sure it's still loked as hell...I wish I could go back to like 94 and stat over again...
    It would be fun. Peace
    -Sun
    Fite The System.
    Fuck being polite to a Politician.
    Tonight it's a mission to write the vision.
     
  4. CATS

    CATS Senior Member

    Joined: May 30, 2001 Messages: 1,600 Likes Received: 0
    Still loked, theres all the new stores in south o. The Walmarts, targets, etc. etc. The valley has shown the most promise, and of course the usual spots on the freeways. They destroyed that old storage place at the 76/5 connecter.
    Fine Tuned Signatures
    "Taoism teaches the journey is the reward...
    ....Catching a rep its ours!!!!
    Teach the children
     
  5. justjedd

    justjedd Junior Member

    Joined: Sep 7, 2001 Messages: 140 Likes Received: 0
    I knew THE dude that fell off the heaven here in Seattle. Dose®.. he was in my high school. It was in the papers and shit.. that kind of shit doesn't happen here as much as it might in Cali.. He was from L.A. and he claimed CBS, but we didn't really believe him. He didn't die.. somehow. He managed to get away (well, NOT get away.. he got caught) with a broken arm and a body full of bruises and gnarly gashes and shit. I don't know how that guy did it.. that's a long ass way to fall!

    -> Jedd
     
  6. Vanity

    Vanity Veteran Member

    Joined: Apr 11, 2000 Messages: 7,673 Likes Received: 6
    i was doing a roller along the missisipi river. i think it was christmas eve. there were boats going up and down the river, but nothing special, but all of a sudden, one flashes a spotlight on me. i grab my bag and the ladder and run. since it's on the river front, it's rocky as hell. i guess my fott got caught and i fell smack on my face. luckily i didnt break anything, just had a big ass scrape along my face. and i didnt ghet caught, so i guess it turned out alright. shit is still runnin, but i've yet to go finish it, ha ha (this is like 2 years ago). other than that. of course cuts on my hands from fences.and other little stuff.
     
  7. --zeSto--

    --zeSto-- Guest

    I died once...
    but Yoda reseurected me and said...
    "walls paint you must"

    Actually the only real shit is slicing my hand open on a fence.
     
  8. NOVAGIRL

    NOVAGIRL Member

    Joined: Jan 12, 2001 Messages: 989 Likes Received: 1
    i was in this yard that we did not scope and it was mad fuckin active...but the giant grey fr8 had to be destroyed...so everyone just finishing up when...FLASHLIGHT...comin right down the line...we run like retards in and out of line that are fuckin rollin right underneath my feet...the bulls were all out that night...anyways while runnin i stubbed my hand on the side of a car...no big deal with the adrenaline flowin but when we were headin out i noticed that i split, busted my finger wide open...nasty...luckily it was my right hand

    i'm a lefty

    hey kiddies, always scope the spot first.
     
  9. Are2

    Are2 Guest

    i was with someone who fractured their skull and broke their shoulderblade while painting...the only time i've called 911 and asked an ambulance to come to the site of my latest fill in ASAP
     
  10. inkjunkie34

    inkjunkie34 Senior Member

    Joined: Jun 9, 2001 Messages: 1,614 Likes Received: 0
    one night my boy and i decided to go paint these freights that were layed up a few blocks away from our house, i swear there had to be atleast 50 of those big gray fuckers all seemed to be brand new....anyways, this was like the chillest spot to paint freights in the city, so we went down there four or five days straight and bombed the hell out of em. so one night as usual we're down there bombin away, and a union pacific locomotive comes down the tracks slow as hell with all of its lights off...(when they go slow, you cant hear em)finally that fucker gets close and i see it, all of a sudden four or five rail workers jump off with flashlights yelling"do you see em" i took of into a bush...but on the other side of the bush was a 15 feet drop off...reminder: it was pitch black i fall down this thing bumping into trees finally i stop rolling down this hill...it took me 5 minutes to get back up that hill...i couldve died....when i got back all of the rail workers were gone and my boy says"where the fuck did you go"

    peep the bushes before you jump into em...they could be occupied by a hobo...........:rolleyes:
     
  11. KASTsystem

    KASTsystem Member

    Joined: Jul 3, 2001 Messages: 832 Likes Received: 0
    I was painting with a friend on a 2nd story ledge...just finished my piece when we must have set off a silent alarm. An ADT security van showed up...the guy was yelling, "what are you doing?"

    Our only choice was to get down and confront the dude...there was no other way out. We had to jump from a fire escape to some scaffolding about 4 feet away. My friend jumped and climbed down, and the security gaurd was scared and didn't do anything, so my friend started running...meanwhile I was hanging from the fire escape by my hands.

    Somehow I jumped to the scaffolding, grabbed hold of a bar with my hands, but my feet continued to swing forward so that I was parallel to the ground...I slipped and landed flat on my back from 18 feet off the ground and I could barely walk.

    I ended up limping away while the security gaurd watched, absolutely horrified by seeing me fall. I went to a hospital and ended up with a broken elbow and never got in any trouble for it.
     
  12. Sonik3000

    Sonik3000 Senior Member

    Joined: Apr 10, 2000 Messages: 2,452 Likes Received: 3
    Shot at, slapped in the head with a lead pipe, body cut all to shit, etc.

    Not a bad shake for a guy who barely does illegals.
     
  13. Unit

    Unit Member

    Joined: May 19, 2001 Messages: 449 Likes Received: 0
    Damn i love stories like that. keep em comin. :beat: :D
     
  14. boogie hands

    boogie hands 12oz Legend

    Joined: Feb 15, 2001 Messages: 16,059 Likes Received: 13
    once my finger got really cold from painting in january for 2 and a half hours....i had to turn the heat on full blast in my car, it took a good 3 minutes to nurse it back to health....
     
  15. bug

    bug Guest

    i always get scrapes on the bottom of my forearms from climbing shit. trees, concreet, fences etc... every morning i come out of my room after bombing, my roommates see all the scrapes on my arms and they know already : "paint last night?"

    but no, no major injuries
     
Top