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Kenny Grey current mayor of Hobson city was in a secret meeting.

They were in a tall government office building on the 46th floor.
In a fancy meeting room a group of suits sat around the wooden table with a great glass window covering one of the walls with a great view of North Harpsworth and Hobson City.

Layed out on the table were some photographs of the Mayor having fun with a hooker in his limo.

"So you know how this could damage the Conservative party, how it could damage me. It could even damage you" said Kenny to the older, bald man sitting opposite him.

"How will it damage us" said the Blad man

"If I have to resign over something like this or lose the next election think of all the deals and perks you would lose. You think the Liberal's would allow you to operate the way I've let you!?" said Kenny

"I see where you are coming from, but are you aware the police busted some of our operations in recent months Mayor?" said the bald man

"This is what I want to happen. Instead of $50,000 a month to turn a blind eye you only need to pay me $25,000. You take our the Hooker and her pimp. I'll cut down on the busts on your operations and in the meantime we both get what we want out of this" said Kenny

"I want one more thing" said the bald man

"Name it"

"I want a copy of those photo's"

"Not in a million years. No fucking way!" said Kenny

There was an awkward silence where the bald man stared straight at the mayor

"We need concret assurance's that you will allow us to operate"

"You dont need the photos! You have profitted more under me as mayor then any other mayor in the last couple of decades!"

"You give us those photo's. we will take care of all your problems and I will guarentee you will stay in power for as long as you want" said the bald man

"You cant promise something like that! You dont get the photo's, you know I'm true to my word!"

The men in suits sitting opposite the mayor and his staff sat quietly.

"Ok we will take out the girl and his photographer pimp. Keep your cops off us and dont distrub our business and we can continue our arrangements"

"Then its agreed then" Kenny sntached up the photo's and stuffed them in a package and handed it to one of his staff.

"Don Mancini... hope we can continue our arrangements then for the furture" said Kenny leaning over to shake the bald mans hand

The Mafia and Don Mancini (The Bald man) left the office
Kenny turned to his staff smiling

"So our worries are gone now. John get on the phone and call the cheif of police, tell him to Ignore the shipment of the illegal goods coming into Julius Docks tonight. Tell him if he knows whats good for him he will call off the raid and tell him if he follows instructions $50,000 is waiting for him"

"Yes sir"'

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(OOC: If you want to you can RP a Mob member doing some crooked deals with people or getting in the shipment of illegal goods (Human traffic, drugs, weapons etc what ever you can think off) Or you can rp a cop either a good cop or corrupt cop. Basically this is the information on the city http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=555895 or we can just leave it as a story that I write I dont mind. anybody got ideas to get you guys involved?)

A black van drove down some streets in the rundown area of Harpsworth. the northern area close to Inlington.
Then the girl from the photo's was there. She was wearing a skimpy short pink skirt which was very tight over her body. She was also wearing some pink high heels and her light brown hair was tied in two pig tails.

The black van pulled up beside her and the driver whistled at her.
She strutted over with a confident smile on her face

"How can I help you sexy?" she said

"Are you Lauren Bow?" said the Driver

"Yeah thats me. why I have a reputation amougnst the suits do I?" she said

"Something like that... Get in" said the tough looking driver

She walked around the back of the van and then the 2 back doors opened and some men pulled her inside

"AAAAAA! get your fucken hands off me! what is this!" she screamed

"Tell us who took the photos!? was it your pimp!? where can we find him!?"

"Yes it was Robert! get him but not me! he forced me into it please dont kill me I can make it up to you all. Robert's at the Angels on Poles. please dont kill me"

The men punched Lauren and pushed her onto one of the wall seats where a man sitting opposite pulled out a gun with a silencer and shot her through her head. She died instantly and crumpled in a heap to the ground.

Lets get Robert then. The van made its way a short distance to the Angels on Poles. it was a brothel and strip club.

The men walked in. they located him sitting in a booth where they shot him in the leg with the silencer and dragged him out the back door.

"You stupid prick! you shouldnt have blackmailed the Mayor! You stupid fuck didnt you know he has powerful friends!" yelled a mob man punching Robert.

"Fuck! I'm sorry please dont kill me!"

"Its too late for that now you fuck head! Where have you hidden the photos!"

"There in my desk draw in my apartment. 8A on Swanson Street! please take them and let me live!"

"We killed your slut lauren!"

"WHAT! she was innocent you didnt have to killed her!"

"You brought her into all this when you used her! now your going to join her!"

The Man rasied the gun and shot him in the head and then threw his body in the dumpster and left on thier way to his apartment.

When they reached the apartment they shot open the door and smashed it down. They messed up the place a bit trying to look for possable copies. They found the originals in the desk and then left.

An old woman was bringing back her washing from the laundromat down the road when she saw them leaving Roberts Apartment

without any mercy one of the men shot her too in the head making her collapse backwards down the steps dropping the basked of clothing down the steps too.

"We have to get these photo's back to the mayor. But on order of Don Mancini we are to quickly make copies of some of the photo's to be held over the Mayor at anytime ok?"

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They dumped Laurens body in the water at Inlington docks. made copies of the incriminating photo's and then delivered the Originals to the mayor at his palatial home in North Hobson.

OOC: would you mind if the Lynion's sent a mercenary to join you?

Nicky “Two Guns” Maranzino watched a cowering Mr. Salieri being dragged out of the number 3 warehouse in Hemwick. Mr. Salieri had been brought here to meet with the notorious mobster to discuss his little gambling problem for the final time...

Nicky finally decided to make an example of Mr. Salieri after he failed to make several weekly payments. The two thugs that worked for Nicky looked at their boss and after the nod was given they dragged the cowering gambler out of the warehouse.

Nicky followed them out he pulled out a 9mm pistol from his chest holster. Mr. Salieri started to scream, “No, Please don't kill me! I will pay you the money!!!”

Nicky laughed and said, “Okay, You have one month to pay off your debt to me. I want my money all of it. If you pay it, you and your family will not pay for your foolishness. If you fail to pay your debts to the family. I promise you my boys will not be kind to you or your family when the time comes to collect. Kapesh!”


Mr. Salieri whined and replied, “Yes, Mr. Maranzino please forgive me.....”

Nicky smiled and lifted his pistol towards Mr. Salieri's head and emptied the clip just above his head to give him a reality shock. Nicky's thugs then grabbed the deadbeat and they threw Mr. Salieri onto the pier near the warehouse. The gambler had a bloody noise and some bruises on his arms and his face and other areas that Bruno and Lono had beaten him from a prior meeting...


Nicky walked back into the warehouse and made a call to his boss Don Mancini from his cell phone....

(OOC: Hey Xharn I like this! This is what I wanted. Basically you know what Hobson City is like so you can feel free to make a character and RP in Hobson City anyway you feel. You can RP as Don Mancini if you like. I dont know anything about the mafia haha. As long as its realistic like no nuclear bomb terrorist attacks just the usualy modern crimes that happen in such a crappy inefficient city like Hobson.
Lynion you can feel free to RP a mercinary in Hobson City hired by some wealthy corrupt government member or anything you like. If I make any one of the Hobson city government members want a mercinary I'll make sure to tell you first. In the meantime I have to think up more where this can go haha I sorat just make it up as I go along, any ideas? I want to make this fun and open for people to be creative in the setting I've created)

Tiberius Griffincrest stepped off of the tanker that had pulled into port in Hemwick. It was a dark night and the city looked, at least from this point of view, to be a filthy place. It reminded him very much of the city of Redemption back home. He was wearing a very expensive suit, and was flanked by aman on each side, both also wearing very expensive suits. As they walked down the gang way, a silver BMW pulled up and the three stepped in, one bodyguard next to the driver and Tiberius and the other guard in the back.

"Take me to 412 Sharpe Avenue, in Kingsmith" Tiberius said to the driver as the car began to speed away towards the highway.

Before very long, Tiberius and his two guards stepped out of the car in front of an up scale apartment building as the driver left to go park. They entered into an elaborately decorated lobby, and walked through to an elevator. One of the guards pressed the button for the top floor. Tiberius had a penthouse, and was preparing to use it as his base.

The penthouse was lavishly decorated, and Tiberius wasted no expense as he set up the decor. Gold leaf was everywhere, on the ceiling, the wall paper, everything except for the floor, which was a white marble. On the balcony was a hot tub and a small bar. The place was gorgeous.

After entering the room and closing the door, Tiberius pulled out his cell phone and made a call.

"Hello, Jack? Yea, its Tiberius. I'm in Hobson. Start shipping tomorrow."

Lee looked at the busy city intersection as his PDA came up with a message. He looked down into the intersection from a roof top as he took out his PDA and read it to himself.

'The target should be arriving here in a few seconds...' he thought to himself.

He looked through the scope of his L 36 Assault Rifle and waited for his victim to appear. He quickly placed the silencer on as his target stopped in the middle of the intersection. He waited for a moment before gently squeezing the trigger. The sound was deafen by the screaming cars as the man fell with blood pouring from the skull.

Lee retreated back into the apartment building and exited via back door before the police arrived.

"AI, inform the contractor the person has being given a long nap," said Lee into the PDA.

He placed his rifle into a suitcase and started for an apartment building where he was staying for the next month or so.

"$50,000 have being sent to the account. Do you wish to lose contact with them?" replied the AI voice.

Lee crossed a busy intersection as a ambulance zipped pass him. He place an ear plug into the PDA and place it in his ear.

"Keep it for the time being but I won't accept another contract for awhile," replied Lee.

"Very well," replied the AI. "Contact deleted. Have a nice day sir,"

Lee went into the apartment building and took out his keys. He was staying at a 4 star hotel for the month. As he entered the room, he placed a trip wire across the door for a defensive solution and a mini bomb on either side of the door. He sat down and flipped open his laptop as he went through the contract before deleting it.

A small woman with big glasses glasses, thick make up on her face and bleched hair sat at a desk outside the Mayors office in the government offices in Central Harpsworth the main finacial and business district of the city.

"Mr Mayor, Community Safty Planner for Kingsmith, Ralf wants a word with you, should I let him enter" she said in a high nazaly voice

through an intercom on the desk came Mayor Kenny Grey's voice
"Yeah sure thing Penelope, let him in"

A thin but tall man walked into Kenny's office.
Kenny was standing on the otherside of the office by a glass window looking out over the expansive city scap facing north.

"What is it Ralf?" asked the mayor

"As community safty planner of Kingsmith I'm finding my job increasingly difficult!" said Ralf frustrated

"And how is that my problem?" said the mayor dismissivly

"Your doing deals with the Mafia! everyone knows! My Borough is descending into another Inlington! thanks to your deals with the mob!"

"Ralf how long have you worked for the Hobson City government? Not long I'm guessing, you dont know how this city works do you?"

"I know the city will actually start working if you actually get tough on crime"

"Ralf are you going to cause problems for the Conservative party and Hobson's set up!?"

"I just want Hobson to be a safe and better city then it is now but YOU are making that impossable! Why did you call off the police raid at Julius docks in Olsenburg! Your going to let them bring that crap or whatever it is into our city!" yelled Ralf

"HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT RAID!" yelled Kenny turning to face Ralf for the first time since the meeting

"I have my contacts! Nothing is set in stone mr mayor! thi arrangement you have with all the powerful gangs and mobs wont last and it WONT end pretty for you!"

"GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!" yelled the Mayor

"You cause problems for me your regrett it! your fucken regrett it!" continued on the mayor

Ralf stormed out of the office leaving a stunned Penelope at the desk.

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"Lee, have you notice the police in this city is rather low?" asked the AI on the PDA.

Lee plugged the contection from the laptop to the PDA as the AI came onto the top left corner of the screen.

"That's interesting," started Lee. "Keep all tabs open and send me the reports about crime wave in the city,"

The AI was a female with a soft voice. The AI looked at Lee before saying anything else.

"All contacts are opened for business. You should be careful about the marfia," replied the AI.

Lee smiled and laughed a little before saying thank you. The apartment was a one bedroom which over looked the main intersection giving him the advantage of seeing the police before they see him.

"This place is a shit hole" Tiberius snorted to one of his men as he watched the scene at the port in Hem. His ship had just pulled in, and his supplies were now being off loaded. Guns, hundreds of them, were being removed in large crates and loaded up onto trucks. They would be headed for a warehouse in another part of the city, and from there they would be distrubuted. The Griffincrest Corporation was not just an oil company, they were also one of the world's major weapons suppliers, and a majority of the weapons they were selling were not sold to legitimate nations. Rather, they were sold much the way the were about to be sold here in Hobson, to petty thiefs and criminals to use against others of their kind.

The way Tiberius saw it, he was doing the world a favor. These people would kill each other off, and before long there would be none left to hurt innocents. Then again, Tiberius didn't care very much for innocents, it was just something that made him feel a bit more justified in his actions.

OOC: Anybody wanna pick this back up?

(OOC: Ok but i sort of go thorugh phases where I get into nation states for a week or so then I'm unactive for like 2 weeks and then i'm back on so yeah. you can all feel free to RP your characters in Hobson City as long as nothing drastic happens or Telegram me if something does. I'll probably get back into this and its still open for new People if they wanna join. )

Here is a map of the city

http://s281.photobucket.com/albums/kk204/kiwinzder/?action=view&current=NationstatesHC.jpg