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.
I'm going to put in what happens like I did in my last post. You guys post your sheet every new page. I know I'm making rules come out in thin air, just bare with me. It's worth it.
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.
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. I run quickly into the SUV with Kirk and Ben and says "Go.....GO!
To Hyper: You enter the cars' passenger seat. Then the dark man drives off. A couple minutes later you see a mansion. Close to the treeline. Then the dark man parks the car. "Come with me." He says. You follow him in. The place looks regal from the inside. A large lantern hung from the roof. "He's upstairs." The man says. But of course, you have no idea who. You both go upstairs and go through a door on the right. The man opens the door. You see a man in a chair. He had tan skin and thinning hair. (Sounds like any business man.) "So this is the guy Rick?" The man in the chair asks the other man. "Yep, snapped a cops' neck, hid her in an alley, and wiped the prints." The chairman rolls his chair around. He has green eyes and a black business suit with a red tie. "Alright kid, how ya doin'. Ricky here tells me you're tough, you're young, you're smart, and this family needs freshblood. Every family does at all times. So I want to ask you." He turns his chair around at the at the fishtank fishtank. "Will you join the Corleone family?"
To Ericthai: The driver puts the petal to the metal. Then bullets crash into the shooters' head. (The man in the trunk with the UZI)
John quickly grabbed Kim and put her in the passenger seat. Then he quickly got into his car, drove after the black and white SUV, and turned on the siren. Then Kim startled awake.
Kim: Where am I? John: Relax, you're in the car. Hoi, could you get your gun and aim for the tires?
"JIMMY!!!" The 18 year old gangster yelled as he pushed and squeezed his way to the back of the car. The girl startled awake and saw she was covered in another mans' blood. It was a short shock for her. Waking up gagged, bound, covered in blood, and a man stradling the dead man. Then she starts to fight her bonds to no avail. What was the most startling thing for you... Was the fact that you could see the anger in your opponents eyes in the rear view mirror... And that the woman woke up and was pointing a gun at the cars tires.
Kim fired but missed the wheels.
To Hyper: "Ah, now that's what I like to hear. Follow Rick down." Rick seems to look at you more trustfully and led you downstairs. "Come on let's get you to ring-a-ding-boom." He says as he leads you to the backyard.
To Hyper: "Ah, now that's what I like to hear. Follow Rick down." Rick seems to look at you more trustfully and led you downstairs. "Come on let's get you to ring-a-ding-boom." He says as he leads you to the backyard.
DiNapolitano follows Rick. "So, where are we going?"
To Ericthai: "What do you think I'm doing, kissing my grandmother?" The driver yells back. The 18 year olds' hoodie is hiding his face, but you can tell he is very distraught. The first few shots are missed but then a civilian car gets in the way and blocks the mafia-couples car. The driver looks into his rear-view mirror. "I... I think we lost them." But then his face turns shocked. "Wait a minute they're just... Gone." The word gone barely left his mind when the car crashed into the passenger seat of the car. It flips over and you and the others get out. The 18 year old throws the girl over his shoulder. The you follow them as they run to the docks. (which are only 20 yards)Then a small boat docks partialy near it. You jump onto it. But then a round whizzes over your shoulder and hits a guy with a TNT detonater. Another round hits another guy in the shoulder out of the 5 gangsters that were also on the boat. But then the drver of the boat goes full speed away. To Hyper: "We're going to get you some guns man. Can't do much without guns." Ricky answers. Then you enter the backyard. Almost immediately an explosian goes off in the forest. "Err, expiremental weapons testing. Ring-a-ding-boom has alot of fun with those." Then you both walk to the source of the explosion. Ring-a-ding-boom crawled out of a small crater. "Never shoot a TNT with 1700s gun... EVER." He warns. "What is this saftey tips 101? Get this poor guy a gun ring-a-ding-boom." Ricky ordered.
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.
"Nice to meet you," DiNapolitano says. "So where's my gun?"
To Hyper: "Don't get your pants in a knot, come with me." Ring-a-ding-boom says. You follow him to a loghouse. "Looks can be deceiving." He says as he leads you in. You saw M16 assault rifles, pistols, TNT, and UZIs. "Take your pick." Ricky says.
Ben:These guys are better than I thought Kirk:Yeah....that was too close though I was going to die Me:-Still holding Uzi-I go to the 18 yr old and says"Thanks for the help whats your name anyway boy?Well I got you someone does that mean I'm with the KW?One more question where is this boat heading?
To Hyper: "Don't get your pants in a knot, come with me." Ring-a-ding-boom says. You follow him to a loghouse. "Looks can be deceiving." He says as he leads you in. You saw M16 assault rifles, pistols, TNT, and UZIs. "Take your pick." Ricky says.
So are M16s the only assault rifles they have, and Uzis the only SMGs? Just checking.
To Hyper: What? Do you think that they're the Bolivian army? Come on woman! Yeah there are some AK-47s and MP5Ks. Would make sense if you have a 80 year old family then they'd have to have heavy weaponry right? To Ericthai: "Tom. Yeah I'm sure you have a good chance of getting in." He looks at the woman looking around at the strange men. "VEEEEEEERY good chances." He said with a lustful tint in his eyes. The girl immediately cringed under that look. As if knowing what was going to happen to her. "Anyways, we're heading to our Base of operations. Maybe when we get there... You would like to sample the prize with us? No?" He said 'no' with a french like manner.
Ahhhh young men. Don't you just love their wants. [Evil laugh]
"F***!!!" John yelled as the boat drew away from the dock. He lowered his weapon in dissapointment. "I guess that's another girl that's going to get r**** somewhere in the world." He said in anger. He hated losing to KW. Whenever they got a girl he knew exactly what would happen to them. Day in, day out. "Well now we know the KW are kidnapping attractive women in this area." Kim said. Then the couple returned to the car. It wasn't badly damaged. It was just a hang bumper. The duo returned the vehicle to the station. The department would pay for damages. Kim returned to her desk to fill out that paperwork about the car damage. John went off to talk with the patrolmen. He then found officer Jocks getting some coffee. "You're nightpatrol?" John asked. "Yep." Mr. Jocks answerd. John then had a weird and bizarre question. "Jocks, do you have a son who has two friends, Ben and Kirk?" Officer Jocks looked at John in the eyes. "Yeeeees." He said suspiciously. "Then show me a picture of your son." John ordered. Jocks was getting very suspicous but he obeyed. He rummaged through his wallet and produced a picture of Michael Jocks... Who was exactly the same as the boy in that photo. John recoiled like a snake being bonked on the tip of it's face. "What?!" Jocks exclaims, surprised the way John reacted to the photo. "Your son is... A..." Jocks was getting anxous. "WHAT!?!?" He yelled. Which ceased all conversation and all attention was on him. "Your son is a... Member of the... Killer Whales gang." John said slowly. His voice was heard over the entire lunch room. Someone notified Kim and she was at the front of the crowd of curious men and women. Jocks face was an angry one. "You take that back you sniveling weasel." He growled menacingly. "Jocks, I'm not trying to insult your son-" Jocks thought Hamton was just trying to show him up. So he retracted a fist. John didn't move a muscle. Jocks threw the punch.
The chiefs' office was filled with very complex mosiacs on the floor with a very fancy light hanging from the roof. It also had a very clear view of the city. John Hamton was standing in front of the cheifs' desk. Not a scratch on him. Pale as always. Normally Kim would be there. But the fight that broke out earlier in the lunchroom was being debated with the board. Jocks was right beside him. Jocks was very fatigued trying to have his fists connect with John. John could hear fragments of the conversation in the boardroom. But they were simple words. After 10 minutes of standing the cheif came out of the meeting room with a very angry face. But he supressed it. Showing his calm and uneventful face. The cheif sat in his desk. Cheif:You both know that the fight in the lunchroom was unacceptable right? John and Jocks: Yes sir. Cheif: And you were told that there was a news reporter who witnessed the entire thing right? John and Jocks: Yes sir. Cheif: Well we told her the reason why the fight started >_> (looks at Jocks) ._. But that's not enough for her. John she won't do a smear-job on you but err, Jocks, Prepare for the tomatoes. Jocks: Yes sir. Cheif: You are reassigned to the all-around desk. <_< Which is unfortunately John Hamton. Jocks and John:What? Cheif: The board believes that you need to do some field work to get rid of the bad blood... Don't let what happened in the lunchroom happen again... Or you're suspended. Am I clear? John and Jocks: Yes sir.
Then the two men left the room. John sat down at his desk and wrote the paperwork for Jocks' new desk. Kim was skeptical.
Kim:Those guys on the board will have the entire city thrown apart if you're both in the same VEHICLE. John:Well, it will be worth it. This will help ease the bad blood. Plus, Jocks son is a member of the KW. Kim:S***! This is going to be worse than... Our time. John:.......
In the past, the previous cheif of police was corrupt. John was investigating a big drug dealer. But then the corrupt official stepped in. It was the previous police cheif's biggest mistake. For he had been proven guilty with his accomplice. But alot had happened then. Alot had happened to them both. John physically, and Kim mentally.
Ah yes and Eric, You didn't have Michaels' father on your gang/squad/partner(s) list. So if you don't want me to control him, then please, tell me now. I will control Michaels father only when neccesary.
