Dregruk
22-09-2004, 21:27
OOC: That's right! Gangland returns in an explosive new setting! No longer confined the the dingy streets of the Boil, Gangland 2 pits rival gangs against each other across seas! Expand your empire! Dominate countries! Obliterate opposition! Eat cake!
The world is your cyanide-filled oyster!
IC:
Don Anguillo Juilianni, Ganglord supremo, stood at the top of his table. He smiled and raised his wineglass, an action quickly copied by everyone at the table. Around the table sat the bosses of every major family in the Boil, where vicious gang warfare had split apart. An uneasy peace now existed, thanks to the many sacrifices brought about by the Don Juilianni. Yakuza, Mafia, Triads all in one room, without machine pistols? It was strange, but it was happening.
"Gentlemen, to a new and prosperous future!" Said the Don, raising his glass in a salute, before sipping the contents.
However, he didn't sit back down. He stayed on his feet, seeming to savour the wine. Finally, he lowered the glass and grinned evilly. "For me." He finished.
Suddenly, the doors were smashed open. Juilianni Mafiosos ran into the room, spraying everyone at the table (Except the Don, of course) with their AK-47s. Each man was cut down where he sat, blood and wine splattered over the tablecloth.
"I think I just took over." Said the Don, followed by a quiet "Ha."
The world is your cyanide-filled oyster!
IC:
Don Anguillo Juilianni, Ganglord supremo, stood at the top of his table. He smiled and raised his wineglass, an action quickly copied by everyone at the table. Around the table sat the bosses of every major family in the Boil, where vicious gang warfare had split apart. An uneasy peace now existed, thanks to the many sacrifices brought about by the Don Juilianni. Yakuza, Mafia, Triads all in one room, without machine pistols? It was strange, but it was happening.
"Gentlemen, to a new and prosperous future!" Said the Don, raising his glass in a salute, before sipping the contents.
However, he didn't sit back down. He stayed on his feet, seeming to savour the wine. Finally, he lowered the glass and grinned evilly. "For me." He finished.
Suddenly, the doors were smashed open. Juilianni Mafiosos ran into the room, spraying everyone at the table (Except the Don, of course) with their AK-47s. Each man was cut down where he sat, blood and wine splattered over the tablecloth.
"I think I just took over." Said the Don, followed by a quiet "Ha."