“The Walls Are Talking”: Trenchport’s Growing Gang War Painted in Neon

By Luther Dupress,

Trenchport Tribune

April 8, 2025

In the quiet crawl between dusk and dawn, Trenchport’s brick walls are whispering something louder than bullets.

Bright crimson and fluorescent pink, two competing shades now bleeding across neighborhoods, mark a disturbing evolution in our city’s underbelly. Spray cans have become the new weapons. Walls are no longer just concrete; they’re canvases for threats, declarations, and defiance. And if you live here, they’re also warnings.

The first real sign that something darker was afoot came on April 3rd, when a bold, unmistakable red tag reading “Rejects” was discovered just yards from the private residence of none other than Chief of Police Marcus Dawson. The placement wasn’t random. It was a shot across the bow, and a challenge written in aerosol.

Evidence collected at the scene, a discarded can of red spray paint, yielded a match: Nina Rodriguez, a known gang affiliate with ties to “The Rejects,” a once-dominant street gang whose recent activities have grown more erratic and performative. Rodriguez along with Lotus Streeter, two known members of the Rejects Gang, was also seen exiting Brass Alley; the same alley where the body of murdered store owner Rick Patel had recently been discovered.

To stand that close to a crime scene, tag a Chief’s wall, and stroll off? That’s not just disrespect. That’s theater. That’s message-sending.

But if “Rejects” was the opening act, what happened days later in District 1 was the main event. A new name appeared; louder, brasher, and almost absurd in its presentation: “Baby Demon” written in bubbly lettering across multiple sites, overlaying old “Rejects” symbols like a signature scrawled over a cancellation notice.

Pink. White. Purple. The palette may sound juvenile—but the intent behind it is anything but. According to Gang Intel sources, this is a new crew—or a splinter of one—staking claim in bold color and louder actions. Their tags appear where old territory used to hold. They don’t just mark turf; they erase the past. And that’s what makes them dangerous.

There’s no surveillance footage. No witnesses. Just the paint, the color choices, and the unsettling precision of each message. This isn’t random tagging. It’s psychological warfare with a spray nozzle. It’s a warning to old rivals and a statement to this city’s residents: “We’re here. We’re rising. And we don’t care who sees it.”

The Rejects; once known for territorial control through intimidation and loyalty, now find themselves overwritten, outshined, and possibly outmaneuvered by a younger, more brazen force.

This escalation is no longer about property defacement. It’s a turf war unfolding in symbols and shade. And it’s creeping closer to homes, schools, and family businesses.

So what now?

We know where this road leads. Trenchport has seen what happens when gangs start communicating through bold stunts instead of back-alley whispers. It ends with blood on sidewalks and candles on corners.

That’s why we’re urging every citizen: don’t let fear silence you. Don’t wait until a tag becomes a crime scene marker.

If you see something—graffiti in progress, gang activity, suspicious individuals near known hot zones—call the CrimeStoppers hotline immediately: 1-800-251-CASH. You can stay anonymous. You can be the reason someone else stays alive.

Because these walls? They’re not just being painted. They’re being claimed. And unless we push back, block by block, spray line by spray line, Trenchport won’t be ours much longer.