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.
Name: Joseph DiNapolitano. Gender: Male. Age: 19 Occupation: Gang/Squad/partner(s): Health:100/100 Weapons: Phys. desc.: Tall, clean-shaven, short slicked-back black hair, Armani leather jacket, black suit with tie. Personality: Tough, reserved, and prideful. Bio: His family immigrated to New York City from Naples when he was 8 years old. They were very poor, and both of his parents held multiple jobs just to keep them afloat. Because both of his parents were busy, he was left to fend for himself. He was a tough kid, but still just a kid in a bad part of town. He was beaten frequently, and grew to hate New York City. As a child, he always wanted to return to Italy, but as time wore on, he got tougher. No one dared to go near him, and eventually he became the one doing the stealing and beating. When he was 18, he finally got enough money to return to Naples, but decided to stay, and gave the money to his parents instead. They returned home, leaving him in New York. Misc.: Good melee fighter, athletic(good at sprinting, swimming, climbing, and jumping), and accurate shooter.
I thought it would be pretty obvious. xP I'm angling to send this guy into the Mafia.
Name:Joseph DiNapolitano Gender:Male Age:19 Occupation: Gang/Squad/partner(s): Health:100/100 Weapons: Phys. Desc.:Tall, clean-shaven, short slicked-back black hair, Armani leather jacket, black suit with tie. Personality: tough, reserved, prideful. Bio:His family immagrated to New York City from Naples when he was 8 years old. They were very poor and both his parents his parents held multiple jobs to keep them afloat. Because both of his parents were busy, he was left to fend for himself. He was a tough kid in a bad part of town. He was beaten frequently, and grew to hate New York city. As a child, he always wanted to return to Italy, but as time wore on, he got tougher. No one dared to go near him, and eventually he became the one stealing and beating. When he was 18, he finally got enough money to return to Naples, but decided to stay, and gave the money to his parents instead. They returned home, leaving him in New York. Misc.: Good melee fighter, athletic, and accurate shooter.
Alright, mafias it is. The Corleone family: They wear red and black. They have half the monopilies in N.Y.C. They've been around for at least 80 years. They have the experiance. It's all just business to them. They own some urban areas and varying monopolies The Bombina family: They wear orange and yellow. They come from Spain. They have the weapon manufactoring plants. They're a new family so, they know the streets, just not where everything is. The Minelae family: They wear green and olive drab. They come from South America. They own the best drug manufactering facilities and dealers in the entire city. No one else makes such satisfying stuff. Best ways to catch their attention: The Corleone family prefers tough, young, and stubborn men and women. Show them these skills... Kill... a... cop. Even if you get caught, the Corleone family has money to burn. (Wink,wink nudge,nudge) The Bambino family prefer smart guys. Men who know the land. Everybody knows they need it. The Minelae family prefers men who can defend a place. Their drug places are their primary sources of income currently.
Name:Joseph DiNapolitano Gender:Male Age:19 Occupation: Gang/Squad/partner(s): Health:100/100 Weapons: Phys. Desc.:Tall, clean-shaven, short slicked-back black hair, Armani leather jacket, black suit with tie. Personality: tough, reserved, prideful. Bio:His family immagrated to New York City from Naples when he was 8 years old. They were very poor and both his parents his parents held multiple jobs to keep them afloat. Because both of his parents were busy, he was left to fend for himself. He was a tough kid in a bad part of town. He was beaten frequently, and grew to hate New York city. As a child, he always wanted to return to Italy, but as time wore on, he got tougher. No one dared to go near him, and eventually he became the one stealing and beating. When he was 18, he finally got enough money to return to Naples, but decided to stay, and gave the money to his parents instead. They returned home, leaving him in New York. Misc.: Good melee fighter, athletic, and accurate shooter.
Which one?
The Corleones.
Also...not to nitpick, but the Mafia is all Italian. Any organized crime from South America, Spain, etc. would be a gang, not the Mafia.
Name:Micheal Jocks Gender:Male Age:23 Occupation: Gang/Squad/Partner(s):Kirk Foley, Ben Mick Health:100/100 Weapons: Phys. Desc.: Black T-shirt, black leather, short black hair, mildly built, tall. Personality:Cocky, short-tempered, and adventure-lustful Bio:Michael moved to N.Y.C at 13 from California, L.A when his father transferred. His father is a police officer for the N.Y.P.D, who does nightpatrol. He is very bored and looking for excitment and thrills in N.Y. He hopes to become a very rich man in anyway possible. He gambles for money. We find some weapons we can use broken pipes,bottles etc then we wait near the apartment until both of them come out and we go inside to capture her (We act like were hanging out with weapons hidden)
Well I'm not exactly a criminologist. What if I replaced the word 'mafia' into 'mob'. No D: Anyways doesn't really matter.
Name:Joseph DiNapolitano Gender:Male Age:19 Occupation: Gang/Squad/Partner(s): Health:100/100 Weapons: Phys. Desc.:Tall, clean-shaven, short slicked-back black hair, Armani leather jacket, black suit with tie. Personality:tough, reserved, prideful Bio:His family immigrated to New York City from Naples when he was 8 years old. They were very poor and both his parents held multible jobs to keep them afloat. Because both of his parents were busy, he was left fend for himself. He was a tough kid in a bad part of town. He was frequently beaten, and grew to hate New York City. As a child, he always wanted to return to Italy. But as time wore on, he got tougher. No one dared to go near him, and eventually he became the one stealing and beating. When he was 18, he finally got enough money to return to Naples, but decided to stay, and gave the money to his parents instead. They returned home, leaving him in New York.
You were just walking down the street. You knew you were walking in Corleone territory. But you knew that don't just rob you in broad daylight. Then a cop comes around the corner. He stops in front of your path. "You look familiar some how. Let me check you." She says as she calls in her catch. "Dispatch, can you verify this individual? short sleaked back-black-" There is an alleyway to your right. It has a bunch of crates and other junk.
Name:Joseph DiNapolitano Gender:Male Age:19 Occupation: Gang/Squad/Partner(s): Health:100/100 Weapons: Phys. Desc.:Tall, clean-shaven, short slicked-back black hair, Armani leather jacket, black suit with tie. Personality:tough, reserved, prideful Bio:His family immigrated to New York City from Naples when he was 8 years old. They were very poor and both his parents held multible jobs to keep them afloat. Because both of his parents were busy, he was left fend for himself. He was a tough kid in a bad part of town. He was frequently beaten, and grew to hate New York City. As a child, he always wanted to return to Italy. But as time wore on, he got tougher. No one dared to go near him, and eventually he became the one stealing and beating. When he was 18, he finally got enough money to return to Naples, but decided to stay, and gave the money to his parents instead. They returned home, leaving him in New York.
Name:Michael Jocks Gender:Male Age:23 Occupation: Gang/Squad/partner(s):Kirk Foley, Ben Mick Health:100/100 Weapons:Rusty pipe Phys. Desc.:Black T-shirt, Black leather jacket, short black hair, mild build, tall Personality:Cocky, short-tempered, adventure-lustful Bio:Michael moved to N.Y.C from Calfornia,L.A when his father transferred. His father is a police officer for the N.Y.P.D, who does nightpatrol. He is very bored and looking for thrills in N.Y. He hopes to become a very rich man anyway possible. He gambles for money.
You look in the alley. The girl eyes you strangly but then Kirk slaps a hand over her mouth and nose. Her eyelids close slowly. Then Kirk holds her. Mick found a dirty rag and a belt. He brings it to Kirk. He bounds the rag around the girls' mouth and ties her with the rope. (Forgive the godmod) You look in the alley and find a rusty pipe. You then have Mick stay behind you and wait around the corner of the alley.
"Your daughter was a... Excuse me." Kim started. "No it's alright. Yes she was, one of those. I didn't relize that until today." The man answers. "O.K then can you recount your actions?" John asked. Kim threw him a quick death-glare. Then turned back to the man. "Yes, I let my daughter go out with these two men. Said they were her friends." The man answerd. "What did they look like?" Kim asked. "They were wearing black and white hoodies, I couldn't see their faces because of their apparel. Then when I heard screaming, I ran to the window. I knew that scream was hers. When I looked out, the men were closing the trunk of their vehicle. It was also black and white. But instead of rushing to the car. They just sauntered into it. That's when I reported it." The man told his story. Kim waited a couple minutes. The man didn't ask why. It was obvious why he didn't ask anything. His eyelids were blinking way too fast. "Do you know which way they went?" John asked, breaking the silence. "They were heading for the docks... I was an ex-cop. I dealt with those KW guys before. Know I'm... Stained with the knowledge that my daughter was... That, and that I might never see her again." The man replied. "That's all we needed sir, you've been a big help." Kim said as she stood up. The woman lead them out. When they were walking down the stairs, John was conversing.
John:The man's right. It was definitely KW. Kim:But if we tried to take them down, we would be going on pure speculation, that's not going to hold up in court. John:Alright, we'll look around, ask the nieghbors. Kim:I'll tell dispatch we might be late.
With that Kim walked off while John sat in the lobby. Kim left the door open.
You hear the door open. You wait until you hear the car door opening. Then you immediately come out. Silently, then you hear a twig snap. You relize you stepped on a twig. Mafia-woman turns around to see you. She reaches into her coat. But you smash her in the head hard enough to knock her out. But then the pipe breaks. It also made a very loud noise when it hit the ground.
John heard the noise. He walked outside and looked out.
You look at the door and see mafia-man. His face is distorted with anger. "You yellow-livered, scum-bag, son of A BI***!!!" He yells. He reaches into his coat. Well now what?
To Hyper:No but you could try interrupting her call. Plus there is a dark alleyway to your right. With lots of cardboard and wooden boxes. What else could you ask for?
Name:Joseph DiNapolitano Gender:Male Age:19 Occupation: Gang/Squad/Partner(s): Health:100/100 Weapons: Phys. Desc.:Tall, clean-shaven, short slicked-back black hair, Armani leather jacket, sunglasses, black suit with tie. Personality:tough, reserved, prideful Bio:His family immigrated to New York City from Naples when he was 8 years old. They were very poor and both his parents held multible jobs to keep them afloat. Because both of his parents were busy, he was left fend for himself. He was a tough kid in a bad part of town. He was frequently beaten, and grew to hate New York City. As a child, he always wanted to return to Italy. But as time wore on, he got tougher. No one dared to go near him, and eventually he became the one stealing and beating. When he was 18, he finally got enough money to return to Naples, but decided to stay, and gave the money to his parents instead. They returned home, leaving him in New York.
DiNapolitano steps forward, covers the police officer's mouth in one hand, and punches her in the face with the other. Then he snaps the police officer's neck. If that is successful, then he takes the police radio, and dumps the body in a wooden box in the alley. Then he wipes off all his fingerprints.
Name:Michael Jocks Gender:Male Age:23 Occupation: Gang/Squad/partner(s):Kirk Foley, Ben Mick Health:100/100 Weapons:Rusty pipe Phys. Desc.:Black T-shirt, Black leather jacket, short black hair, mild build, tall Personality:Cocky, short-tempered, adventure-lustful Bio:Michael moved to N.Y.C from Calfornia,L.A when his father transferred. His father is a police officer for the N.Y.P.D, who does nightpatrol. He is very bored and looking for thrills in N.Y. He hopes to become a very rich man anyway possible. He gambles for money. Kirk!Ben!Take the girl back I'll hold them back! Ben:Your not going to win this one MJ!(Nickname) Kirk:Your crazy go with us!We might have a chance! Me:No!they'll catch us!I'll meet you guys back I'll gurantee it!Now don't think you win this one because you have a gun...My dad taught how to disarm someone. I attempt to disarm you turning it into hand-to-hand.I try not to kill you but instead knock you out like your partner.
To Ericthai:MJ. XD That's a good nickname. I actually laughed at how much it resembles John.
John loses his weapon as it skids under the car. He blocks the attack and punches you in the stomach. "SWINE!!! YOU THINK YOU CAN HIT A MANS' WIFE AND GET AWAY WITH IT!?!?" He insults. Then a black and white SUV comes around the corner and stops in front of Kirk and Ben and opens the door. It was the same guys who you met before. Then the trunk opened revealing a man wearing a black Oreols baseball cap and white T-shirt. But he also had an UZI. He shoots at John while John himself, gets into cover in front of his car. He starts looking for his gun. What do you do? (In other words, GTFO)
Also, try to be specific. Like where you tryed punching John.
To Hyper:No one spots you... Except for one man. He was wearing a red fedora and black coat. There was neither anger nor fear in his eyes. His car was a black car with red stripes on top. Then he utters one word. "Get in." What do you do?
To Hyper:No one spots you... Except for one man. He was wearing a red fedora and black coat. There was neither anger nor fear in his eyes. His car was a black car with red stripes on top. Then he utters one word. "Get in." What do you do?
