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: Corleone. Gang/Squad/Partner(s): Health:100/100 Weapons: M16, KA BAR, Uzi. 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 Micks Health:100/100 Weapons:Uzi 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 Heres mine also.
To Hyper: "It's not neccasarily a big place just some small house." 10 minutes later you were at the place. Ricky parked the car in a grove of trees. Then you look over the backyards' fence. There were two gaurds. Ricky climbs over the fence into some bushes. You go around and jump onto a cop. Thne Ricky rushes the other cop and punches him. But then the gun the cop Ricky hit, fell out of his hands and when it hit the ground the gun fired. (What are the odds of that happening) You alsoWhat now?
John, Kim, and Jocks were listening to the radio, then "Dispatch, to 1-samurai, come in." John turned on the car. "This is 1-S, dispatch." Kim answerd. "1-S officers requesting assistance at a witness's house please respond." "Copy that dispatch 1-S on the way."
A couple minutes later, they were in the parking way... When they heard the shot.
To ericthai: You're lead into a room with one man who seems to be 20. "Hey Bill, spraypaint this guys' jeans... He's new." Tom tells Bill. Bill grabs a white spraycan and sparypaints your pants. "Alright, you're KW now. Now go to the second deck. The boss wants you on gaurd duty." Tom orders.
Alright how about a beer later Tom I'll pay for it and Kirk remember don't overdrink last time you got into a fight that got all 3 of us in trouble Kirkon't worry my drinking problem calmed down. Ben:I hope so if you do overdrink then thats the last time we take you into a bar *Then the 3 of us go to the second deck*
To Ericthai: "Awesome, your friends should get some guns. Those are on the 2nd deck." To Hyper: You keck down the door and see two cops behind a love seat in front of the door. One of them has a shotgun.
To Ericthai: You walk upstairs past many men and women gambling, socializing, and drinking. You enter a room with three crates. "One on the right is pistols, left is submachinegun, and on that table are some sailing rope. We use those as strangles." The man keeping them organized said. He looked to be in his 30s. Then Tom came in. "Alright, time for gaurd duty." He said. Pick your weapons first.
Name:Michael Jocks Gender:Male Age:23 Occupation: Gang/Squad/partner(s):Kirk Foley, Ben Micks Health:100/100 Weapons:Uzis(2) 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 New sheet.
To Ericthai: "Since this is your first time, only twenty minutes. Most guys get an hour." Tom answers. Then he gestures for you to follow him... With a suspicous-able face. (He looks like this >)
