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.
Well.........-Snuck in my phone-I text Tom under the table saying "I'm being interrogated right now,I didn't tell them anything so far but it won't last long I need you to get me out before I tell them anything"Then hides it again we were on a business trip........"
To Legion:"Well, yeah, but I was with the Sickles before. These guys were only two years younger and stayed with mom. She died from a heart attack." Norman answers. Then you hear a whistle.
To Hyper: You drive by the entrance of the cathouse and see another squad of SWAT team go through the door. "Good thinking kid." Din says. (He's 60, by the way.)
"Thanks, boss," DiNapolitano says. "We should rig every base with explosives, just in case."
Name: Joseph "Joey D" DiNapolitano Gender: Male Age: 19 Occupation: Corleone. Gang/Squad/Partner(s): Health:100/100 Weapons: M16, KA BAR, Uzi. Phys. Desc.: 6'2, pale skin, clean-shaven, slicked-back black hair, Armani leather jacket, sunglasses, black suit with tie, blue eyes. 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. Misc.: Athletic(good melee fighter, swimmer, runner, and climber), engineering skill(can create and disarm bombs, hotwire cars, and hack computers), and accurate shooter.
To Hyper:"The Crashers would be out of business then. Besides, the cops came most likely because someone called about all the bullets coming out of the building." Din answers. You reach the mansion. When you and Din are on the doorstep he speaks. "Thanks for helping me back there Joe. Didn't think I was going to make it out of there for a moment. Too bad Henry died. Come find me if you want more diplomatic missions with me." Then he walks off. It is close to midnight. Anything you want to do?
Name:jacky stanford Gender:male Age:18 Occupation: Gang/Squad/partner(s): Health:100/100 Weapons: Phys. desc:black jeans black hoodie he has 184 cm hights and weight of 50kilogeram he has yellow hair Personality:smart.fast.strong Bio:it was a cold and dark night ...nah it was just a regular beautiful sunny day his dad was a S.W.A.T team member and his mom was a household ... they were having fun poor jacky only was 9 than a bunch of gang members of the crashers they came from the front door killed the mother the father sed to jacky to run and hide and jacky did it and the father went to pick his gun and just defend his house but it was too late he got shooted from behind ... jacky amazingly survived and sweared to destroy all the gangs in the city and get reveng from the boss of the crashers ... Misc.:father and mother picture.labtop.iphone 5
To amorboy: I think yellow is blonde hair. Anyways, yes this looks good. Alot of misspelled things, and some grammatical problems. But besides that you're good to go. What occupation? (What I mean by this is, what scenario should I put this in.)
To Hyper:You wake up the next morning. Chris and (remind me what her name was) were gone. In their place was a not. It read the following.
Dear DiNopilitano, We understand that your friends are good aquantices of yours. If you want to bring them back to the Corleones safe, you will do the following: Deliver 200,000 dollars to chinatown. 5th street. An Asian man will be there to recieve the payment. Give us 20 pounds of meth. And finally..... Kill Din.
Sincerely, the Yakuza
(New mob anyone?) Now what?
To Ericthai:Kim nodded. "Come on, we'll continue this tommorow." Kim said. They walked out of the room. Then three patrolmen walked into the room. "Stay quiet, and don't say a thing." One orders as another cuffs you. Hmmmmm?
