You have just gotten out of highschool. You had alot of friends. You were very popular. But here's the thing. Your last year was in a N.Y.C school. You didn't want that. But you had no choice. You're out of that now but... What are you going to do now?
So anyways as the above suggests, you're out of highschool, but you need to get involved in something. Basicly, this will be a moral choice picking game. You HAVE to get into something that will involve bullets. Cop, SWAT, PMC, gangs, mafias, and anything else that comes up in your mind... But I like violent things. . Or something involved with the above. Drug dealer, P.I, contact, anything that I'll permit.
Now then for the sheet Name: Gender: Age18-65) OccupationNot yet, change this once I tell you, you have the job) Gang/Squad/partner(s)Optional) Health:100/100 WeaponsNone yet, this will depend on which road you take) Phys. desc.Tell me the clothes your character is wearing) Personalityat least three) BioAt least five scentences) Misc.optional, at least three)
Anyways. That should be it. Also, Post as commonly as you can. As soon as 1 person joins I'll give them a scenario.
Anyways. You fire upon the most heavily armed gaurds. Which sends the rest scattering for cover. But then you heard shots coming from the back. Then the boys at the front bust through and then it turns in to a slaughter for the black and white KW. When the fight was over. You followed Hank into the building. "Hey Hank, I found the owner." Hank went to the owner. The owner was wearing a beanie hat and a long coat. He had sunglasses so you couldn't see his eyes. "I ain't giving you this store! What do you think I am, a charity service?" He yells. Then the Corleones look at each other. "Would you like to help with the beating DiNapolitano?
Anyways. You fire upon the most heavily armed gaurds. Which sends the rest scattering for cover. But then you heard shots coming from the back. Then the boys at the front bust through and then it turns in to a slaughter for the black and white KW. When the fight was over. You followed Hank into the building. "Hey Hank, I found the owner." Hank went to the owner. The owner was wearing a beanie hat and a long coat. He had sunglasses so you couldn't see his eyes. "I ain't giving you this store! What do you think I am, a charity service?" He yells. Then the Corleones look at each other. "Would you like to help with the beating DiNapolitano?
"Happy to," DiNapolitano replies, smiling. Then he takes a step back, and punches the owner in the face as hard as he can. Also, they might call him Joey, Naples, Staples, or DiNapolitano.
To Ericthai: "Have fun you ba******!" Tom says in between giggles. Then he runs off. You get your weapons. An hour of horseplay resulted in the KW controlled prison ship arriving. You and some other members escort the workers to the ship. The workers were given some clothes for the trip. Their wern't only females of course. One started battering HIS eyelashes at Kirk. (Karma's a B****)
To Hyper: The other Corleones proceed to stomp and beat the owner with their weapons. Until "ALRIGHT!!! I'll give you the shop." Then the Corleones backed off. Some went off to defensive positions and the rest went outside to take the cars back to the mansion. You and Hank go back to the mansion in the same car as before. Only alone.
To Hyper: The other Corleones proceed to stomp and beat the owner with their weapons. Until "ALRIGHT!!! I'll give you the shop." Then the Corleones backed off. Some went off to defensive positions and the rest went outside to take the cars back to the mansion. You and Hank go back to the mansion in the same car as before. Only alone.
What kind of car is it? "So what are we gonna do now?"
"Well I tell the boss we took that shop. Not like as soon as we take it he's going to magically know." Hank says. Then he decides something. "Anyways, I might as well tell you who's in charge of what." Hank continued. "Richy is in charge of assassinations, I'm in charge of taking and defending stores, Ring-a-ding-boom is in charge of weapons, and Din is in charge of Politics. Peace treatys, deals, bribing... He's what we call a Consiglierie."
To Ericthai: Wait so, Kirk is gay/bisexual? Or was he just in O_O mode?
As soon as the last worker was secured in the boat, the gaurds, including you, boarded the ship. A man who looked like he was 35 was in charge of the vessal. You and your friends are assinged to male workers gaurd duty. Unfortunately, the boat wasn't even undocked before Tom found out about it. When you were finally out in sea a worker started speaking to you. "Hey, pst, where are we going?"
"Well I tell the boss we took that shop. Not like as soon as we take it he's going to magically know." Hank says. Then he decides something. "Anyways, I might as well tell you who's in charge of what." Hank continued. "Richy is in charge of assassinations, I'm in charge of taking and defending stores, Ring-a-ding-boom is in charge of weapons, and Din is in charge of Politics. Peace treatys, deals, bribing... He's what we call a Consiglierie."
"Do you want me to come with you when you tell the boss, or what should I do?" DiNapolitano asks.
"Nah you can go get yourself wasted. Or I could get you to the Corleone barracks. We usually only use it if our boys have nowhere else to go. But that's only after my report." Hank answers.
"Nah you can go get yourself wasted. Or I could get you to the Corleone barracks. We usually only use it if our boys have nowhere else to go. But that's only after my report." Hank answers.
"I'll go to the barracks," DiNapolitano requests. "I can wait until after your report." Funnily enough, DiNapolitano doesn't drink...remember, he's from Italy.
To Ericthai:"Oh, crap." He says. The rest of the day passed uneventfully. When it was time to turn in, you couldn't sleep. The ship was smaller than the original one. So it drifted alot but you manage to sleep. The next morning when you're eating breaky, someone shoots you a death glare Then he walks over to you. He is 23. He's wearing black jeans and a white tank top. His eyes are brown. "I know what you did with Alyssa. She's mine and mine alone, so no one will spoil her for me." He says with an outraged look on his face. Well you going to teach him a lesson or give him a good tongue-lashing?
To Hyper: "Alright." Later after the report you found yourself following Hank to a large building. It looked like your average hotel. Only it was behind the mansion. Hank checked you in and lead you to your room. He opened it to reveal your new roommates. There was a girl who had brown hair, brown eyes, and was african american. She wore a black mini-skirt and a white T-shirt. She was 18. There was also a man who was 19. He had a mohawk, (the punk style is not dead :P) pale skin, and blue eyes. He was wearing a black suit and a red tie. "The girl is Jessica. The boy here is Chris. If you have some stuff from your old place then just unpack here. (Let's just act like the suitcase appeared in your hand :P)
"Nice to meet you," DiNapolitano says, shifting his heavy suitcase to his left hand and extending his right hand to shake. "My name's Joe DiNapolitano."
"Well it looks like she chosen me.And I can't say I blame her because look at you....you look like a druggie with a basetball head.So if don't get out of my face I will put a real hurt on you."
To Hyper:"Good to meet you too." Jessica said as she stood up and shook Joes' hand. "Awesome to meet you gramps." Chris teased. Then he turned on the T.V and sat down on his bed. It was on the news. The scoop was about your arrest. They mentioned your name. "Wow. You and Richie blew a hole in that *******? How did you get caught gramps?" Chris asked.
