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Name:
Age:
Gender:
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:
Personality:
Trait: One good and one bad, determined by personality and physical description.
Bio: Optional. Be aware that in order to become a made man, you must be of Italian descent(or lie about having Italian descent).
Perk: Determined by the bio.
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Rank:
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Money: $100.
Weapons:
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Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products: (Weapons, Drugs, etc.)
Right. So I'm not really in the mood to type out a big long description of this. Noobs, Loco, you know what it is. New York City, 1930s. We may or may not be accepting other players, I'd have to talk to them about that. I'm not sure which one of us will GM first, so if either of you two wants to GM first, that's fine.
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Name:Tyrone Jenkins
Age:20
Gender:Male
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:Black hair, black goatee, blue eyes, pale skin
Personality:He doesn't like killing bystanders and innocents unless he absolutelly has to, he's a nice guy to his pals, he's a bit of a tail-chaser
Trait: Charming, he's a lusty hit with the ladies. Reluctance to kill, he pulls the trigger slightly slower than others
Bio: Tyrone's mother was an african-american. But he entirely inherited his father's skin. One reason why he has the first name a african-american sometimes has. He's not as racist as you would think a white man would be around this time. He got his dirty hands on a gun from a dead cop after a firefight with the mob at the age of 19. He figured he could use it. When he was threatning to kill a theif who had snuck into the house, he pulled the trigger. But it hit the theif in the shoulder. The bullet kept on going. His mother was stepping through the front door. The round caught her in the head. Now, every time he's about to shoot some poor schmuck, he sees an image of his mother. His father was former U.S army. He taught Tyrone how to use a weapon, but he took it away and handed it over to the police department. Even so, Tyrone is still reluctant to fire a gun.
Perk: Eagle Eye(higher accuracy with handguns).
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Family: You'll get invited to one eventually.
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $100.
Weapons:
Clothes/ArmorJust clothes, don't want a nude guy running around) Long, black trench coat, black fedora, white office shirt under the trench coat, black loafer shoes. (Mob-ish I know, just tell me if only made-men can wear these)
Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products:
I have no idea what GM means... XDDDD Isn't that ironic?
So? Your point. Who says they're too drunk to even stad up?
"Then, be polite, mind your manners, and talk in a bedssssssside manner. Is that so hard, dumb-a**?" Ahh, don't you just love drunk guys?
Name:Aldo Florenzio
Age:45
Gender:M
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:5'8", greying hair, a little on the chubby, has a short beard to cover a few scars on his face, and a shrapnel/bullet wound on his thigh
Personalityccasional PTSD: cynical, dark, never has a smile. otherwise laid back, slightly lazy, yet willing to do whatever when necessary, dedicated
Trait: Dedicated(can work well through pain, and is better able to resist interrogation), Old Wounds(bad at running and climbing).
Bio:He went through the great war, during which he served for the brits since the Americans never joined until later. During a trench raid he was injured by a mortar, and injured again in the thigh during the Gallipoli campaign. afterwards he changed his last name to be in the mafia (his italian roots more or less died out with his grandparents) seeing as he never had a chance at any other kind of job.
Perk: War Vet(higher accuracy with military-grade weapons).
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Money: $60.
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Products: (Weapons, Drugs, etc.)
hyper AWSBG?
also i dunno, where should i start
Trooper:A GM is a person who manages a game like you managing Halo Warfare so I guess its like General manager or Game manager.
Name:Petonio Alvarez
Age:25
Gender:Male
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:Tall,Long legs,buff
Personality:Masterminded,devious,Opportunist
Trait: Tall(more likely to get hit by enemy gunfire), tough(better at hand to hand fighting).
Bio:Petonio was born in Madrid,Spain.His father was pure spanish but his mother was part Italian.She told him about her family and life in Italy.During the war he did not volunteer he became a thug a good one too he can run quicker than anyone else.Then after his parent's death he learned how to speak Italian then moved to the Americas....for a new life.
Perk: Marathon(can run quickly).
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Family:
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $100.
Weapons:
Clothes/Armor:Leather coat with a regular white shirt shirt,jeans and shades(Look sound familiar Trooper?)
Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products: (Weapons, Drugs, etc.)
The doctor eyes you dubiously.
"I'll need to talk to Mr. Hall and get his signature in person."
Name:Tyrone Jenkins
Age:20
Gender:Male
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:Black hair, black goatee, blue eyes, pale skin
Personality:He doesn't like killing bystanders and innocents unless he absolutelly has to, he's a nice guy to his pals, he's a bit of a tail-chaser
Trait: Charming, he's a lusty hit with the ladies. Reluctance to kill, he pulls the trigger slightly slower than others
Bio: Tyrone's mother was an african-american. But he entirely inherited his father's skin. One reason why he has the first name a african-american sometimes has. He's not as racist as you would think a white man would be around this time. He got his dirty hands on a gun from a dead cop after a firefight with the mob at the age of 19. He figured he could use it. When he was threatning to kill a theif who had snuck into the house, he pulled the trigger. But it hit the theif in the shoulder. The bullet kept on going. His mother was stepping through the front door. The round caught her in the head. Now, every time he's about to shoot some poor schmuck, he sees an image of his mother. His father was former U.S army. He taught Tyrone how to use a weapon, but he took it away and handed it over to the police department. Even so, Tyrone is still reluctant to fire a gun.
Perk: Eagle Eye(higher accuracy with handguns).
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Family: You'll get invited to one eventually.
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $100.
Weapons:
Clothes/ArmorJust clothes, don't want a nude guy running around) Long, black trench coat, black fedora, white office shirt under the trench coat, black loafer shoes. (Mob-ish I know, just tell me if only made-men can wear these)
Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products:
The GM is the person who runs the game. That's what rotational GM means, the players take turns running the game.
The guy who was talking to you slowly rolls up his sleeves.
"Call me a dumb *** one more time." he says angrily, his face turning red. His buddies just watch with expectant grins on their faces. The bartender and the guy stand up, looking ready to walk over and break up a fight if one starts.
Name:Aldo Florenzio
Age:45
Gender:M
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:5'8", greying hair, a little on the chubby, has a short beard to cover a few scars on his face, and a shrapnel/bullet wound on his thigh
Personalityccasional PTSD: cynical, dark, never has a smile. otherwise laid back, slightly lazy, yet willing to do whatever when necessary, dedicated
Trait: Dedicated(can work well through pain, and is better able to resist interrogation), Old Wounds(bad at running and climbing).
Bio:He went through the great war, during which he served for the brits since the Americans never joined until later. During a trench raid he was injured by a mortar, and injured again in the thigh during the Gallipoli campaign. afterwards he changed his last name to be in the mafia (his italian roots more or less died out with his grandparents) seeing as he never had a chance at any other kind of job.
Perk: War Vet(higher accuracy with military-grade weapons).
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Family:
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $60.
Weapons:
Clothes/Armor:
Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products: (Weapons, Drugs, etc.)
Maybe just walk around?
Name:Tyrone Jenkins
Age:20
Gender:Male
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:Black hair, black goatee, blue eyes, pale skin
Personality:He doesn't like killing bystanders and innocents unless he absolutelly has to, he's a nice guy to his pals, he's a bit of a tail-chaser
Trait: Charming, he's a lusty hit with the ladies. Reluctance to kill, he pulls the trigger slightly slower than others
Bio: Tyrone's mother was an african-american. But he entirely inherited his father's skin. One reason why he has the first name a african-american sometimes has. He's not as racist as you would think a white man would be around this time. He got his dirty hands on a gun from a dead cop after a firefight with the mob at the age of 19. He figured he could use it. When he was threatning to kill a theif who had snuck into the house, he pulled the trigger. But it hit the theif in the shoulder. The bullet kept on going. His mother was stepping through the front door. The round caught her in the head. Now, every time he's about to shoot some poor schmuck, he sees an image of his mother. His father was former U.S army. He taught Tyrone how to use a weapon, but he took it away and handed it over to the police department. Even so, Tyrone is still reluctant to fire a gun.
Perk: Eagle Eye(higher accuracy with handguns).
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Family: You'll get invited to one eventually.
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $100.
Weapons:
Clothes/ArmorJust clothes, don't want a nude guy running around) Long, black trench coat, black fedora, white office shirt under the trench coat, black loafer shoes. (Mob-ish I know, just tell me if only made-men can wear these)
Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products:
Chuckle, walk back over to mah drink, come back, and SMASH THAT F*****' BOTTLE INTO THE GUY'S FACE... XD If he gets up from that, just stab him with the bottle in the neck.
Name:Petonio Alvarez
Age:25
Gender:Male
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:Tall,Long legs,buff
Personality:Masterminded,devious,Opportunist
Trait: Tall(more likely to get hit by enemy gunfire), tough(better at hand to hand fighting).
Bio:Petonio was born in Madrid,Spain.His father was pure spanish but his mother was part Italian.She told him about her family and life in Italy.During the war he did not volunteer he became a thug a good one too he can run quicker than anyone else.Then after his parent's death he learned how to speak Italian then moved to the Americas....for a new life.
Perk: Marathon(can run quickly).
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Family:
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $100.
Weapons:
Clothes/Armor:Leather coat with a regular white shirt shirt,jeans and shades(Look sound familiar Trooper?)
Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products: (Weapons, Drugs, etc.)
"Sure call him first I may need to *talk* to him outside tell him to meet me in the side of the building please...."
Name: Katsumi.Good enough for me. Hey what have I missed?
Age:35
Gender:M
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description: He is a somewhat short man standing only 5'8''. He is a bit on the thin side weighing only 135. His eyes and hair are dark, a stark contrast to his somewhat pale face.
Personality: He is a quiet person with a calm level head, and a cold heart. He is not easily moved by any kind of emotion, but he can fake it when necessary. He is not easily surprised and quick to adapt to new situations.
Trait: Ambidexterity, Lightweight(cannot deal with pain as easily, and is not as strong).
Bio: (Still working on this.
Perk: Determined by the bio.
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Family:
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $100.
Weapons:
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Products: (Weapons, Drugs, etc.)
well what family am i in wtf am i supposed to do
...Loco, you don't just start out in a family. You could talk to the police to see where the local mafias' HQs are, so you can go there and try joining them.
D'you guys think that I should add the possibility of being like a detective to this game too?
I guess I'll GM for today as well, but who wants to take it after tonight?
Name:Tyrone Jenkins
Age:20
Gender:Male
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:Black hair, black goatee, blue eyes, pale skin
Personality:He doesn't like killing bystanders and innocents unless he absolutelly has to, he's a nice guy to his pals, he's a bit of a tail-chaser
Trait: Charming, he's a lusty hit with the ladies. Reluctance to kill, he pulls the trigger slightly slower than others
Bio: Tyrone's mother was an african-american. But he entirely inherited his father's skin. One reason why he has the first name a african-american sometimes has. He's not as racist as you would think a white man would be around this time. He got his dirty hands on a gun from a dead cop after a firefight with the mob at the age of 19. He figured he could use it. When he was threatning to kill a theif who had snuck into the house, he pulled the trigger. But it hit the theif in the shoulder. The bullet kept on going. His mother was stepping through the front door. The round caught her in the head. Now, every time he's about to shoot some poor schmuck, he sees an image of his mother. His father was former U.S army. He taught Tyrone how to use a weapon, but he took it away and handed it over to the police department. Even so, Tyrone is still reluctant to fire a gun.
Perk: Eagle Eye(higher accuracy with handguns).
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Family: You'll get invited to one eventually.
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $100.
Weapons:
Clothes/ArmorJust clothes, don't want a nude guy running around) Long, black trench coat, black fedora, white office shirt under the trench coat, black loafer shoes. (Mob-ish I know, just tell me if only made-men can wear these)
Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products:
...*rolls dice*
You walk back and grab your drink. The recruits start laughing and talking like they were before. You start walking over to them, and as you raise the bottle in your hand to smash it on his head, they notice you. The guy that you were talking to before catches the bottle just as you bring it down, and twists your arm until you drop the bottle. He kicks it, and it rolls several feet away. He punches you hard in the gut with his left hand while twisting your arm with his right, and it hurts like hell, but you recover quickly. His buddies, deciding that he can deal with you on his own, start cheering and pounding the table with their fists and the bottom of their beer bottles. The other lone drinkers who are around you get up and move out of danger, but for the most part they just stay put and huddle closer to their alcohol, carefully minding their own business and making a concerted effort to not even look. The man in the cheap suit with the dark sunglasses folds his arms and watches, tilting back his black fedora slightly off his forehead to get a better look. The bartender starts walking up with an exasperated expression on her face.
"That's enough," she says. "Break it up." Her voice is almost drowned out completely by the shouting of the other soldiers, and for his part the guy that you're fighting ignores her, twisting your arm even harder.
Name:Petonio Alvarez
Age:25
Gender:Male
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:Tall,Long legs,buff
Personality:Masterminded,devious,Opportunist
Trait: Tall(more likely to get hit by enemy gunfire), tough(better at hand to hand fighting).
Bio:Petonio was born in Madrid,Spain.His father was pure spanish but his mother was part Italian.She told him about her family and life in Italy.During the war he did not volunteer he became a thug a good one too he can run quicker than anyone else.Then after his parent's death he learned how to speak Italian then moved to the Americas....for a new life.
Perk: Marathon(can run quickly).
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Family:
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $100.
Weapons:
Clothes/Armor:Leather coat with a regular white shirt shirt,jeans and shades(Look sound familiar Trooper?)
Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products: (Weapons, Drugs, etc.)
...*this usually means I'm rolling the dice*
"Where's he at?" the doctor asks complacently.
Name: Katsumi.
Age:35
Gender:M
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description: He is a somewhat short man standing only 5'8''. He is a bit on the thin side weighing only 135. His eyes and hair are dark, a stark contrast to his somewhat pale face.
Personality: He is a quiet person with a calm level head, and a cold heart. He is not easily moved by any kind of emotion, but he can fake it when necessary. He is not easily surprised and quick to adapt to new situations.
Trait: Ambidexterity, Lightweight(cannot deal with pain as easily, and is not as strong).
Bio: (Still working on this.
Perk: Determined by the bio.
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Family:
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $100.
Weapons:
Clothes/Armor:
Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products: (Weapons, Drugs, etc.)
Not much. Give yourself a last name.
I'll ask you the same thing I asked everybody else: where are you and what are you doing?
Also, this is for everybody...you can put down your own clothes, as long as it's nothing too expensive(i.e. diamond rings and designer suits).
Name:Petonio Alvarez
Age:25
Gender:Male
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:Tall,Long legs,buff
Personality:Masterminded,devious,Opportunist
Trait: Tall(more likely to get hit by enemy gunfire), tough(better at hand to hand fighting).
Bio:Petonio was born in Madrid,Spain.His father was pure spanish but his mother was part Italian.She told him about her family and life in Italy.During the war he did not volunteer he became a thug a good one too he can run quicker than anyone else.Then after his parent's death he learned how to speak Italian then moved to the Americas....for a new life.
Perk: Marathon(can run quickly).
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Family:
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $100.
Weapons:
Clothes/Armor:Leather coat with a regular white shirt shirt,jeans and shades(Look sound familiar Trooper?)
Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products: (Weapons, Drugs, etc.)
"I don't know where he currently is but I can go get him for you".
Name:Petonio Alvarez
Age:25
Gender:Male
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:Tall,Long legs,buff
Personality:Masterminded,devious,Opportunist
Trait: Tall(more likely to get hit by enemy gunfire), tough(better at hand to hand fighting).
Bio:Petonio was born in Madrid,Spain.His father was pure spanish but his mother was part Italian.She told him about her family and life in Italy.During the war he did not volunteer he became a thug a good one too he can run quicker than anyone else.Then after his parent's death he learned how to speak Italian then moved to the Americas....for a new life.
Perk: Marathon(can run quickly).
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Family:
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $100.
Weapons:
Clothes/Armor:Leather coat with a regular white shirt shirt,jeans and shades(Look sound familiar Trooper?)
Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products: (Weapons, Drugs, etc.)
...Wow, you're lucky as ****.
The surgeon looks from the man to you, and back again.
"We don't have time for that," he says. "Go get your man now, I'll start operating." He calls over orderlies, waving his hand. A few of the white-clothed orderlies bring over a stretcher, and they carefully lift up the guy and put him on it. Then they wheel him away and run into the ER. The doctor runs right behind them.
Name:Aldo Florenzio
Age:45
Gender:M
Condition: Healthy.
Physical Description:5'8", greying hair, a little on the chubby, has a short beard to cover a few scars on his face, and a shrapnel/bullet wound on his thigh
Personalityccasional PTSD: cynical, dark, never has a smile. otherwise laid back, slightly lazy, yet willing to do whatever when necessary, dedicated
Trait: Dedicated(can work well through pain, and is better able to resist interrogation), Old Wounds(bad at running and climbing).
Bio:He went through the great war, during which he served for the brits since the Americans never joined until later. During a trench raid he was injured by a mortar, and injured again in the thigh during the Gallipoli campaign. afterwards he changed his last name to be in the mafia (his italian roots more or less died out with his grandparents) seeing as he never had a chance at any other kind of job.
Perk: War Vet(higher accuracy with military-grade weapons).
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Family:
Rank:
Allies:
Enemies:
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Money: $60.
Weapons:
Clothes/Armor:
Vehicle:
Misc.:
Products: (Weapons, Drugs, etc.)
ohkay i go to the police HQ and say "Hello, i am a concerned citizen wanting to know where all the big mafia families are before i buy a house" wink wink nudge nudge4
and i'll take it
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