Nerotika
07-04-2006, 18:39
OOC (Narrator): This begins in Nerotika, pick from my map a city to control or begin to take over. Make up a group to start with. Have a Leader/Leaders and your co-leader and what-not. This should start out modrate, no fighting or whatever.
Baersworth, Nerotika
HQ of Kucaline Industries (The Syndicate crime HQ)
Syndicate leader Stulano Divenci is sitting his up in his corprate chair. He sits infront of the office door and the two guards standing by it, the guards are strapped with modern M4A1 AR's. They were suits though and show no emotion in their faces. They seem to be trained like the british royal gaurd.
"Sir, there is a Mr. Kulchavizt here to see you."
"Good send him in."
The mand designated as Kulchavizt enters the room and the guards turn out infront of his path and look him over. He has no weapons on him and stands still as they search him.
"Mr. Kulchavizt, its good to see you! Come here come here, let me get a good look at you muh'boy."
"Yes sir."
Kulchavizt walks over to Divenci and stands tall as Divenci looks him over.
"Look at you, all suited up. So did you take care of the business in Marxin?"
"Yes sir I did, dont worry. The Juliano Mafia family aint gunna bother your company anymore...of course you wont be around long enough to claim your company to yourself either."
"What...what do you mean, I aint going nowhere you know that my heart problems are fine now."
"Yes I understand that sir...but it aint the heart problems im talking about. Sir im talking about the bullet in your head."
Kulchavizt stands up and walkes off and the guards pull their guns to aiming position. Kulchavizt takes one look at the now cowering man that ordered him to kill innocent women and children of the Juliano family to get back with the recent attacks on their shipments. He almost broke out into a laugh at the man but instead told the guards to 'Do it.' and walked off. The guns barked at Divenci and the sound of him plopping onto the floor could be heard around the hall's. The people in the halls saluted Kulchavizt and then went on with their business.
Kulchavizt pulled out a phone and dialed a number.
"It's done sir, yes he's dead. How do I know? well easy I heard him fall to the ground. Alright i`ll make sure of it. How long sir? 1 hour, why do you need to see him with me sir? Ok Ok i`ll do it, i`ll wait for you in his room k?"
Kulchavizt walked back into the room where the guards had killed Divenci, they were now kicking him and mocking his body.
"Alright, alright get back guys. Boss wants to see his body."
"K. man dont worry but its not like there is much to see."
"Yeah man look at this sack of shit, so pathetic. Aint fucken around with no one's wife now ARE YA YOU DAMN PUNK, YOU PATHETIC COWERING PEICE OF NO GOOD FUCKEN SHIT."
The guard knowen as Jimmy the Gunner kicked the body hard then turned and sat down on a chair.
"Jim, calm down."
"Yeah I know. After all its the boss who should be mad at this fucker, fucken his wife and all. Well his wife's dead and so is this asshole."
The conversation goes on and the gunman that has yet to be named finally talkes up.
"So mack, I know Jimmy here but your a new face. Boss just hire ya or somthin?"
"yeah, off the nerotikan Elite Line. He pulled me aside and told me to help him out. The elite's called me The Slayerman Arron. I had 100% accurcy 5 times in a row on the target practice cource."
"Nice man nice."
It goes on like this for 45 minutes.
(I`ll get the rest in when I gotz more members, also im gunna draw a crime map of group territories soon.)
Baersworth, Nerotika
HQ of Kucaline Industries (The Syndicate crime HQ)
Syndicate leader Stulano Divenci is sitting his up in his corprate chair. He sits infront of the office door and the two guards standing by it, the guards are strapped with modern M4A1 AR's. They were suits though and show no emotion in their faces. They seem to be trained like the british royal gaurd.
"Sir, there is a Mr. Kulchavizt here to see you."
"Good send him in."
The mand designated as Kulchavizt enters the room and the guards turn out infront of his path and look him over. He has no weapons on him and stands still as they search him.
"Mr. Kulchavizt, its good to see you! Come here come here, let me get a good look at you muh'boy."
"Yes sir."
Kulchavizt walks over to Divenci and stands tall as Divenci looks him over.
"Look at you, all suited up. So did you take care of the business in Marxin?"
"Yes sir I did, dont worry. The Juliano Mafia family aint gunna bother your company anymore...of course you wont be around long enough to claim your company to yourself either."
"What...what do you mean, I aint going nowhere you know that my heart problems are fine now."
"Yes I understand that sir...but it aint the heart problems im talking about. Sir im talking about the bullet in your head."
Kulchavizt stands up and walkes off and the guards pull their guns to aiming position. Kulchavizt takes one look at the now cowering man that ordered him to kill innocent women and children of the Juliano family to get back with the recent attacks on their shipments. He almost broke out into a laugh at the man but instead told the guards to 'Do it.' and walked off. The guns barked at Divenci and the sound of him plopping onto the floor could be heard around the hall's. The people in the halls saluted Kulchavizt and then went on with their business.
Kulchavizt pulled out a phone and dialed a number.
"It's done sir, yes he's dead. How do I know? well easy I heard him fall to the ground. Alright i`ll make sure of it. How long sir? 1 hour, why do you need to see him with me sir? Ok Ok i`ll do it, i`ll wait for you in his room k?"
Kulchavizt walked back into the room where the guards had killed Divenci, they were now kicking him and mocking his body.
"Alright, alright get back guys. Boss wants to see his body."
"K. man dont worry but its not like there is much to see."
"Yeah man look at this sack of shit, so pathetic. Aint fucken around with no one's wife now ARE YA YOU DAMN PUNK, YOU PATHETIC COWERING PEICE OF NO GOOD FUCKEN SHIT."
The guard knowen as Jimmy the Gunner kicked the body hard then turned and sat down on a chair.
"Jim, calm down."
"Yeah I know. After all its the boss who should be mad at this fucker, fucken his wife and all. Well his wife's dead and so is this asshole."
The conversation goes on and the gunman that has yet to be named finally talkes up.
"So mack, I know Jimmy here but your a new face. Boss just hire ya or somthin?"
"yeah, off the nerotikan Elite Line. He pulled me aside and told me to help him out. The elite's called me The Slayerman Arron. I had 100% accurcy 5 times in a row on the target practice cource."
"Nice man nice."
It goes on like this for 45 minutes.
(I`ll get the rest in when I gotz more members, also im gunna draw a crime map of group territories soon.)