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Have you ever wondered to yourself, "Wouldn't it be cool to live the life of Miami Vice?" I know I've dreamt about speed boats and sockless loafers just like the rest of you. That's why I've decided to start an rp based off of Miami Vice. Hot women, fast cars, drug cartels, and action...plenty of it. That's what this rp offers.

The rp takes place in a city called New Verona, it will pretty much be the mirror image of Miami. This is an open city, you can be pretty much whatever you want, do as you please, all of course within reason. It will be a broad story with smaller story arcs within them, which will allow your character to have his own story, with interconnecting points with the rest and the big picture.

The main story revolves around the rise of a new, ruthless drug cartel setting up operations in New Verona, they go by the name of "Los Dos Muertes". This cartel begins it's takeover and the police department attempts to bring it down. The police send some agents undercover, playing a game of cat and mouse with the cartel. You can be anything from a cartel hitman to an undercover agent, to a street hooker for all I care.

The Rules:

So help me God if I see any bullshit vampires or anything other than normal human beings. There will be NO GODMODDING!!! If I see it, I'll warn you. If it happens again, you are gone and declared a flammer henceforth and exiled from this rp.

I am open to questions, comments, and suggestions.

Name: Sean Mercer
Age: 30
Height: 5'11''
Weight: 194lbs
Hair: Black
Eyes: Hazel
History: Sean was born and raised in New Verona. His father was a city homocide detective, mother was a teacher. All his life he wanted to be a cop like his father and eventually graduated college with a degree in criminal investigations, minoring in law. He worked his way up from beat cop and was eventually picked up to go to narcotics division where he now works. He is a street-wise narc with plenty of connections.

Name: Antonio "Lobo" Santos
Age: 27
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 190lbs
Hair: Short, goatee
Eyes: Brown
History: "Lobo" was born in Little Havana to a poor refugee family. He lived on the streets most of his life, joining a small gang as a low level corner dealer and working his way up. Lobo killed his first man at the age of 16. He's been in and out of jail for the better part of his life. His body is covered with tattoos, many of them images of wolves. He is psychotic, and tenacious. Lobo currently works as a top enforcer for the Trujilo Mafia, a Latino gang and one of the prominent outfits in New Verona. He is a dangerous man, his favorite method of dealing with rivals is to ake a chainsaw to them.

This, I would be so interested in.

Name: Det. James Kenneth McDulny
Age: 29
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 225 lbs, muscular.
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Steel Grey
Posting: Detective Third-Grade in New Verona's 25th Precinct

Bio: Jimmy grew up in a middle-class neighborhood of New Verona, and had decent grades through middle school and high school, as well as competing in Jujutsu. However, a few detentions for school yard brawls meant that while state universities offered him aid, the more selective institutions would not admit him.

While in college, he began his interest in law enforcement after witnessing an attempted mugging of an old man, and after earning his Bachelor's Degree (Chemistry), he decided to apply to the New Verona Police Department. He moved up the ranks steadily, but managed to catch a break when he was offered an undercover role after passing the detective's exam. Eight months of deep cover work led to the shut down of a gun smuggling ring, and a bullet to his left shoulder during the event. As a result, he received a promotion to detective third-grade, and was transferred to the 25th Precinct.

Since transferring to the 25th, McDulny has taken to wearing his bullet-proof vest under his shirt, and to this end wears a larger size shirt while on the job. Additionally, he sat for the sergeant's exam, and passed, as part of the terms of a dare that was initiated during a night of drinking, but lack of seniority and a penchant for using his martial skills while on the job have prevented him from gaining a sergeant's desk for the few openings in his area.

In addition to his collegial and high school practices, Jimmy partakes in amateur MMA bouts. His undercover experience has given him a good deal more street experience than other aspects of detective work, and he prefers to be out in the field or conducting interviews than sifting through files and running computer searches. His days on the street have also given him a network of informants, useful for the amount of gang related occurring in his precinct. His experience has given him a working knowledge of street violence, and his education in chemistry gives him a knowledge of forensics. These, combined with an attention to detail and intuitive thinking process, mark him as being a cop with the signs of the 'Detective's Instincts' that is so hard to define.

Welcome aboard

Thanks. Let's hope it's more than just us two for this. For the record, if I get set up so that Jimmy meets Sean, which narcotics precinct would he be working out of, and do you want them to know each other at all (Jimmy, to his partner: "Yeah, I worked a drug deal gone bad on South Lakeland with Sean about a year ago")?

Sounds like a plan to me. This rp should attrach more people, though I don't want too many. Tanarra expressed great interest.

Shal (that is, Tanaara) is a great player. She knows shit. Hey, you mind jumping over to the SHIELD ooc thread real quick to address my wishes of playing as a still crazy but not quite so sh!t-ily retconned version of Robert Reynolds, Sentry?

Name: Samantha Smith
Age: 32ish
Height: 5'9ish
Weight: 135ish lbs
Hair: Red, short
Eyes: Brown
History: Ostensibly a minor functionary of the Fatatatutti Department of Labour, Sam is 'changing planes' (for several days) in New Verona on her way from A to B. Her history is made up on the spur of the moment, as need dictates. She has a habit of showing up in odd places at odd times, often for no clear reason. She has worn out her welcome in several countries, though none has ever pressed charges that would stick.

Name: Lou Waters
Age: 29
Height: 5'9''
Weight: 174lbs
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue
History: Born in Junction City, Telvira, Lou moved to New Verona to escape charges of embezzlement and possible sexual harassment. He is living comfortably in New Verona off a large sum of company money, and has suspected ties to the city's various cartels as a middle man, someone who can move things in and out without directly involving the cartel involved.

Would you be opposed to Italian Mobsters? If not here is my character…



Name: Bruno Barlucchi
Age: 31
Height: 5'11''
Weight: 200lbs
Hair: Black
Eyes: Green
Occupation: Made Guy for the Maranzino Crime Family
Bio: Bruno grew up in Providence Boston and became part of the Maranzino Crime Family at the early age of fifteen. He worked hard as an associate for Sal Galliano. Bruno eventually made his bones at the age of 25 when he was ordered by the Don to whack his teacher and mentor Sal for some minor dispute. Bruno sensing his chance to become a made man decided to follow the order and promptly put a bullet in the back of his head. Boston became to hot for Bruno after six long years of being a professional hitman and extortionists for his family. He was eventually sent to New Verona as a safe haven to hide from the Staties and the Feds. His other mission is to establish a presence for the Maranzino family in New Verona.

Bruno is currently acting as a well to do Italian small business owner of a local strip joint. Bruno is rumored to be involved in the drug trade and using his place as a front for Maranzino business interests with the local gangs and cartels of New Verona..

Name: Krist Alsaru.
Age: 26.
Height: 6'7".
Weight: 80kg.
Hair: Black.
Eyes: Black.
History: Krist was born in New Verona, from an immagrint family. He was absorbed into the world of crime after his father and mother were caught selling herion, and killed his first person in a fierce rivalry at the age of 11. He joined Los Dos Muertes after the old crime syndicate he worked for collapsed, and has worked his way up Los Dos Muertes.

Krist is spectacular with most weapons, and regularly wars Kevlar body armour and is seen in a Ferrari 599 GTB Fiorano. He usually is armed with a SIG P226, though occasionaly he may have a Uzi depending. He usually wears a clean white shirt, loose blue jeans and white trainers.

S&M

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Silk & Mano Kane

I do most of the speaking, she does most of the shooting, but then again she looks sooo good when she pulls that trigger that it's easy to forgive her for ending your miserable life. She loves violence. Me? I never touch the stuff unless I have too, way too addicting.

My name is Mano Kane, she's Silk - Not your usual government orphanage names, but it's what the computer spat out when it issued us birth certificates - and that’s fine by us. Even if Silk sounds far more ladylike than my little sister is. Mine suites me, or so I’m told. I looked the name up - Mano is the Polynesian words for shark and they say that I have the cold, assessing nerves of a one, along with the lightening reflexes and the soulless eyes to match. I do know about the last - I worked long and hard to perfect this face – and the biggest part of such is the eyes. If they truly are the windows to the soul as they say, I don’t want any one accessing mine.

I’m thirtish and built a lot broader and stronger than I look, it’s the illusion of my proportions, like Hugh Jackman.. Even bulked up for his roles in the X- men movies he doesn't look six two and two twenty five. Which is my height and weight. My strength is in dense muscle that I didn’t gain by hiding in a gym, though I did put the polish on in one. We grew up at one or another of the many military academies that sponsor various orphanages – transferred around not because we caused trouble, but because it seemed to find us wherever we went.

Silk is twenty six going on sixty, 'bout four years younger than I – or so they guessed when we turned up at the abandonment station, though I might have been just a well developed two. At seventeen I were ‘volunteered’ in to the military, and eventually they let Silk come with me, as keeping her in the orphanage was impossible – she escaped five times in three months, and three times made it to the base where I was in training. She’s wild and sassy, and deadly dangerous. The minute she turned minimum age, the spook house gun bunnies began courting her. Silk became their favorite interrogator and assassin in no time. Me, I did five years as the local equivalent of long range recon, got injured pretty bad in a muffed non event and after rehab – I came out good as new - but they sent me to supply where I did another five years..

But because I wasn’t willing to reup, I didn’t get offered Citizenship. And Aa I also didn’t have the most spotless criminal record, I got deported. But I had made fantastic contacts those last five all-but-boring-to-death years. Which were a huge bennie when I began building my organization.

Silk just did a 'death’ – or rather a 'death defying' act that was so good that she is listed as deceased. Huh, never seen a livelier corpse. Little sister is now my partner, and about the only person in the universe I trust. I handle the civilized side, she controls the more aggressive parts of the puzzle.

It’s been five years in the making, but now we are ready to set the scene on fire and ready to rumble with anyone getting in our way. And New Verona is our oyster, our playground - the whole city is going to be our little piece of pied-à-terre


Heads of Los Dos Muertes

Name: Mano & Silk Kane
Age: 32ish / 26 ish respectively
Height: 6'2" / 5'10"
Weight: 225 / 150
Hair: Black / Brunette
Eyes: Celedon green / Hazel Green

Mano drives fast cars and carries a pair of semi autos, one being a Colt Pony Pocketlite (http://wickedgrips.com/gallery1/thumbs/lrg-7-coltpony_.jpg), the other being a 1911SC (http://wickedgrips.com/gallery1/thumbs/lrg-9-desertironwoodplain.jpg), both with gorgeous iron wood grips. Silk prefers flashy and carries a gold plated, titanium framed Desert Eagle (http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif) in 50 AE. Thats just what they carry - they have plenty of others available.

Sounds like a pair of badasses, looking forward to it.

As long as Silk gets to kill things with some regularity she's sweet as a kitten.

Mano, all he needs is his gourmet java and he's cool.

Kulikovia: Is my character accepted? I was also wondering could my joint be allowed a few associates to act as security and muscle for Bruno?

As long as Silk gets to kill things with some regularity she's sweet as a kitten.

Mano, all he needs is his gourmet java and he's cool.

I foresee a lot of work in Jimmy's future. Oh, and Shal, I'm sorry that it's the same name as that previous alias, but when I realized how close Jimmy McDulny is to The Wire's Jimmy McNulty, I couldn't resist the urge to recycle the name. No relation, but the name had to be used again.

There will be plenty of action, you can be assured of that.

That's fine, The Wire is indeed an awesome show.

That's fine, The Wire is indeed an awesome show.

All Hail Dominic West!

Name: Le'ron "Big Gunz" Caragein
Age: 22
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 205lbs
Hair: blacK, shaved all hair off
Eyes: Hazel
History: Le'ron was born in the ghetto's of New Verona. When he was 5 he watched as his dad was shot dead, his mom raped and murdered, and his two brothers head off to jail. After he lost virtually his whole family he moved into his rich cousins apartment to live with him. When Le'ron was 14 he joined a local gang called "The 60 rollers". Over the next 8 years the 60 Rollers grew larger and larger until they controlled 1/24th of New Verona (OOC: if this seems too much, then ill change it). Now he is rolling high with a lot of money, and currently is a "commander" in the 60's.

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Curly grey hair and smiling lines all over his face, so that he looks like he'd be at home under a worker's cap and a pair of overalls around the turn of the century. Not a real handsome guy, Louie, but he's got that kind of friendly face. Not an 'honest' face as such - there's no such thing, really - but more just wholesome-looking, you know? Kind of like the face you might expect from a guy down at the corner pizza shop - "Louie? Sure, not a nicer guy in the world, known him thirty years, went to his daughter's wedding" - or who you might feel all right telling your troubles to over a shot of whiskey in some corner bar.

I did go to his daughter's wedding, by the way. You couldn't find a nicer girl.

Anyway Louie can afford to smile a lot these days, he has it pretty good. He's a bit of an elder with the Greeks, not that he's a power player - no huge holdings, just a brother who manages a club for him and the odd nephew or cousin here and there to give him a hand - but he's got a reputation as a peaceable guy, everyone's friend, and a steady stake in the heroin and cocaine trade that he's held on to for a long time. He doesn't have many enemies these days, that's for sure.

And, well, between you and me, I've always figured that means he buried his enemies well and good, and deep enough that nothing's come floating back up. You don't last thirty years in business if you're as nice as you look, you know?

There was a story a long time ago that he was playing both sides, nothing solid mind you, just a few rivals found the law on them at very convenient times for old Louie and the family. But that was twenty years ago, and the guy that was saying it the loudest - you won't remember George Chiklis, but anyway, Louie dealt with him above board, killed him clean and personal, and since then it's been a cold rumor. Not many people put much stock it it anyway, Louie's always been a real above board guy when it comes to supporting the community business, and old George didn't have many friends when it came down to it.

Since then he's been making friends with everyone - well, not with the blacks, but who does? - and just living his life and building up his business in a slow sort of way. As far as I know, anyway.

Name: Loukas ("Louie") Kalliris
Age: 43
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 160 lbs
Hair: curly grey
Eyes: Hazel

Name: Daisuke Nagasaka
Age: 31
Height: 6'1
Weight: 165 lbs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Black
Bio: A local member of Hosokawa Clan, a big-time yakuza organization. The New Verona branch of the clan has been quite successful for some time, with the ability for the clan to ply their illegal trades out of New Verona's sizable Chinatown district. He's been sent to assess the threat presented by the Los Dos Muertes Cartel, and deal with it appropriately.

My character get accepted?

Yes

Same question Kulikovia

awesome

Telvira, if your six ".45s in the skull" guy is my dead corpse, I have to ask who you think he is. Also, putting six .45s into a skull is damn near impossible, as it would like one of Gallagher's after the third, and besides, who puts six bullets into a man's skull?

Also, though this might not be an issue, my dead body is intended to be only a local banger, not some major player. He's not the type to be taking the boat cruise that your char's company seems to offer.

2 things:
1. I Know the man who played Lester Freeman on the Wire. His names Clarke Peters. He's a good friend

2. Am I accepted?

2 things:
1. I Know the man who played Lester Freeman on the Wire. His names Clarke Peters. He's a good friend

2. Am I accepted?

YOU KNOW CLARKE PETERS?!?! Chester's based off Lester Freamon [Chester-Lester and Abraham(emancipation)-Fraemon(said like Freeman)]! THIS IS SO TOTALLY AWESOME!!!!!

Could you like, ask him about Lester and relay the information to me?

You are accepted

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It was... twelve years ago...I was just Agent Maria...Operation... Operation Artemis...I'll still kill them for it one day! Isabel! Experiment... you... you have brainwashed me sons of a bitch!, her memories flashed through, in the form of thoughts rather than direct images, as she could not ever forget, what they have done to her, and how they have used her for their goals, manipulating the very sanctity of her mind while they supposedly stood for freedom.

They left me alone, they abandoned me... they betrayed me, I was just a pawn, for their "cause of freedom", the bullshit they used to stand for their own selfish interests. They are no anarchists... they are just scum, pure and simply, which instead of exploiting themselves exploit the rest of the world with their secretly smuggled drugs, tools of war... they twisted an ideology for their ends instead of assuming their true nature. They arrogantly see themselves superior to all other peoples of Earth and yet dare to claim being anarchists!, her mind spoke with nothing coming from her mouth every night she remember as precisely as she could at such exact moment, for it has been ages since she managed to find peace. For the past couldn't be forgotten.

She was sent to infiltrate the Medellin family when she was a young, innocent, idealistic and quite lascivious Spy of the Blackguards Special Forces before, and they were like a family to her, they were everything she had, because her parents were killed during the Second Spanish Civil War before the foundation of Third Spanish States, and thus could not watch as, after much personal struggle, she was awarded as the champion of the 2016 European Teen Acrobatic Gymnastics tournament, when she had only 12 years of age and became orphaned... 3 years before she was both recruited and raised by the Blackguards to begin her training since youth, after she was caught stealing a mutualist credit card from a man, as poverty still existed in the early stages of Third Spanish States development. She trusted them deeply as they trusted her, she lived with them for 7 years, until everything changed as her cover was broken after she already had 4 years of field experience and was only 22 years old.

She could still remember the unforgiving nightmare, the thugs pointing guns against her head, the other infiltrated agents selfishly abandoning her to her fate like rats jumping from a sinking ship and not caring at all of organizing a rescue mission for her, she was just an expendable pawn for them... she also could remember the brutal interrogations and torture methods the Medellins did against her from which she once had scars she carefully hid at her back and belly, before the plastic surgeries they did in attempt to hide the truth about her past, a truth that could never be hidden. The incomparable despair from being locked in a hot dark and dank room with nothing to eat or drink for almost 3 days. It was a shock treatment of the worst of reality that shaped her nature and values, to only be "restored" again to innocent idealism through unethical mind control techniques... but now, everything was clear for her.

They have stolen her life, conditioned her as a puppet... creating a false persona over her true self. A new sensation was now disturbing her, of an incalculable wish for revenge that swept over her entirety for a long time. It was not an urge to return to the past of criminal life she once had, but something else, an wish to expose their conspiracy once she returned, to let the people know of the puppeteers, of the secret government behind a facade of anarchy. It was time for their crimes to be exposed. But her knowledge preceded her ire. She deserted the Blackguards, had no idea on the whereabouts of the man who once were husband and remains her greatest ally, Pablo Medellin, and she could not expect a very warm welcome after all.

Hackers... how hypocrites they are. So Pablo's gangsters aren't fools, and realized that nobody gives a crap should they replace goons with "leet" black hats and warez groups to steal from the "Bourgeois Banks" and "greedy monopolistic softhouses" through their electronic theft and piracy tricks. In fact, I suspect that the Medellins are now respected and admired for their hackers rather than hated. And then people claim crime isn't just a social construct. Damn them all, maybe if I help the Family, Pablo will contact me again. I fear he "knows too much" about the conspiracy and gone into hiding as a total paranoid nutcase. Who wouldn't become one after being hunted by men in black? But if... if he sees the chance of an alliance with foreign Families and Mafias, he may come to me. I doubt he even knows where I am... but I have to try... and one day I am going to make that bitch Isabel eat her own eyes for all she did to me.

Name: Marie Emmet Nansen
Age: 35
Height: 1.74 meters / 5 ft 8.5 in
Weight: 65 kilograms / 143 lbs
Hair: Light Brown
Eyes: Hazel

Marie was once known as "Stringer", because of her favorite way of assassination, both within the less... public relations friendly operations of the Blackguards Intelligence Agency, and within her time as a successful assassin for the Medellin family. It is very unlikely any ID or passport she may carry will contain her real first and surnames.

Kulikovia: Is my character accepted? I was also wondering could my joint be allowed a few associates to act as security and muscle for Bruno? If yes, here are the additional characters…


Hey the names’ Jackie boy to my friends, but to my friends enemies its “Black Jack.” I use to live in Southern Boston in the Irish neighborhoods. Me and Bruno, go way back around the time when Sal was running the muscle end for the Maranzinos. Bruno got a bad wrap for whacking Sal. Hey man, it was nothing personal and Sal was kind of a hot head with the Boss and trying to take his girl and all.

Bruno used to have me around as extra muscle when things got dicey up in Boston and sometimes he would have me whack some snitch or rival player in the area to send a message that Bruno was not a man to be messed with. I prefer using my two 9mm Berretta pistols in a fire fight but I have no qualms about spraying bullets with an AK-47 to make it look like a gangland shooting.

These days, we are trying to stay low on and under the radar and hideout in New Verona as a legitimate business people and bouncers for his club called the Full House. The problem is that our reps precede us and shady people keep coming into the strip joint looking to use Bruno’s connections to export their products up the coast to New York and Jersey. I really don’t care but Bruno sometimes has to use me and his favorite cousin Vinny to deal with complications in these matters….

Name “Black Jack” Connelly
Age: 29
Height: 5’11
Weight: 225 pounds muscular
Occupation: Legitimate: Head Bouncer for Bruno’s place, Enforcer/Bodyguard for Bruno
Weapons: twin 9mm Berretta pistols, Switchblade, AK-47
Hair: Dirty Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Attire: Black Cobra Sunglasses, Black Leather Jacket, Blue Jeans and a white tee-shirt with a gold band ring..


Bruno’s a good guy and all but damn how did he manage to become a made guy and the Boss passes me up when they open the books? I mean, I have made my bones and whacked a shit ton of people both officially and unofficially as far as the family is concerned and they still pass me over! Granted, Bruno is my cousin and all, he did pull the trigger on Sal when the boss ordered Sal’s death and all, but how the hell did they pass me on that sweet contract?


It gets better Bruno gets to the point the Feds and Staties back in Providence start to notice him for a trail of dead bodies and battered witnesses. Now we our suddenly on the run and the Boss sends us all down to New Verona to cool our heels and try to play it safe. We open up a strip joint and allow some minor prostitution for the extra cash and what happens? Every wanna be badass and corner gangster is coming to Bruno looking for a hook up with the Maranzino Family! I now have to play the part of a bartender for the club and serve as a troubleshooter for Bruno when these bastards mess up and try to pull something on Bruno. I mean sure, I send a message better than Jackie boy and I am an expert in the art of removing the rock from people’s shoes but goddamn these humps have to call me in the middle of the night for the last five weeks and ask me to do this shit!


Vinny “The Shadow” Barlucchi
Age: 28
Height: 5’10
Weight: 175 Slender
Occupation: Bartender/ Hitman
Weapons: Garrote, Dragnov Sniper rifle, 9mm Beretta with silencer
Hair: Black
Eyes: Green
Attire: Black Shaded Sunglasses, white gloves, casual white slacks and white polo shirt with a gold chain around his neck.

YOU KNOW CLARKE PETERS?!?! Chester's based off Lester Freamon [Chester-Lester and Abraham(emancipation)-Fraemon(said like Freeman)]! THIS IS SO TOTALLY AWESOME!!!!!

Could you like, ask him about Lester and relay the information to me?

Alright lol. He's really awesome. He's gotta house in Baltimore MD, and in London. I was just visiting him in London a few weeKs ago. And sure I'll relay info, what you want me to asK him about?

Could you ask him about the relationship Freamon would have had with McNulty if they had been partnered when McNulty was still only a few years on the job and Fraemon was a homicide cop before being sent to the Pawn Shop unit? That's sort of the route I'm going to try with their partnership, and hearing the voice himself speak would be so very useful.

Hey Kulikovia, would it be OK if my guy's the one running the drugs and such for Los Dos Muertes? That way my guy can get even more worried/paranoid...

He can handle the money and be a front and such like that

Kulikovia, TG.

Telvira, same.

Has my entry (http://forums3.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14714928&postcount=30) to this RP been approved?

he can handle the money and be a front and such like that

ok.

kulikovia, received and replied to your reply.

http://i365.photobucket.com/albums/oo96/Alaniguter/vlake20.jpg Name: Alani Greytide
Age: late 30s
Height: 5'10
Weight: 110.5 lb
Occupation: Washed-Up actress
Hair: Golden Blonde
Eyes: Blue

Bio: Alani grew up with her mother in a middle-class family on a farm up north in a small-everybody-knows-everybody-town. Her father left her and her mother for a sweet barely legal part time dancer when Alani was 5. Since then her mother, who blamed Alani for everything wrong in the world, turned to drugs and Alcohol for comfort. It wasn't surprising that one day when 15 year old Alani came home from school, she found her mother on the floor. Not Dead but close. That was the last straw, Alani called for help and told them that she'll meet them at the hospital but never showed. Instead she packed up and took the $50 from her mothers purse and took off.

With no he ended up in a strip bar a week later dancing for her next meal. She was there for 18 months when a Hot Shot Producer spotted her and eagerly persuaded her to audition for a film. She didn't get the part but was given a role as an extra with one line. "I knew him, I bit his finger!" After 3 years of She got nowhere in film industry. She was getting nowhere.

Just as she was about to give up, she met a man, a rich man. A rich man three times her elder. I marriage lasted as long as the courtship, 6 months but she got her share of his money and was happy. Her second husband helped her into, what she thinks was her calling, Adult Photography and Film.

As her second marriage failed, her career flourished and quickly became a star. She stared in many films and was in countless magazines and earned a lot of money. 10 years, another husband, several stints in rehab and a few lawsuits later, she was dropped. Her money was running low and she was fighting her drug addictions when she was visited by the bank man. She was in deep. The bank took everything, All of her cars, homes and some of her contents. With a little money she saved she managed to get away. She ended up in New Verona. 5 years later, she's still here and putting the local drug dealer's children though College with her constant buying.

Is this still open?

Pretty much, and of course you are always welcomed to join.

Okay, I'll have a bio up shortly, what's happened so far?

Tanarra is the head of the main cartel, Los Dis Muertes. My one character is working with them. There's competition on the streets between the Italians, Greeks, and this gang as well. There's a couple other players running around. You can pretty much come in wherever. There's some cops doing this and doing that, nothing big is happening at the moment.

Alright, thanks ^^

Name: Scarlet Marlow
Age: 26
Height: 5'9''
Occupation: Rich Man's 'Escort'/Bodyguard/Gun Runner
Weapons: 9mm Glock
Hair: Red
Eyes: Hazel
Attire: Casual white croptop, blue jeans, stilettos.

An excellent choice for employment if one wants either a good bodyguard or similar person to do the dirty work in an organisation but it also quite accomplished at other tasks. She specialises in guns and has underhand agreements with people over a large area for a lion share of new hardware. The one to come to for more high tech weaponry or simply to stock out a new Outfit. She's also very good at backing the winning side. Her motto is:
'Loyalty can be bought.'

Accepted

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Name: Chris Sheeple
Age: 25
Height: 6'1
Weight: 190
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue
History: Born and raised in Curriopolis (then Washington) before the Nationalist government had taken to power and cleaned up crime. He moved to New Verona after being dubbed an enemy of the nation by the Curriopolis Police. He was a career criminal, and was always involved in some organized crime dealing somewhere.
Weapons: 9mm, and when things gets exceptionally serious, an AK-47

Name:Tiernan Whelan
Age: 26
Hair: Light Brown
Eyes: Green
Weight: 190Lbs
Nationality: Irish, Dungannon N. Ireland.
Bio: Tiernan Whelan grew up in Dungannon Northern Ireland, son of an Irishman and an Osteian woman. It was a difficult time, a time of change for Ireland. During a visit to Verona Whelan was the only survivor of ambush by authorities, product of a 5 month infiltration sting. Tiernan was not killed in the gunfight due to the fact he was hit in the crossfire, wounded stomach during the opening shots. When the scene was investigated it was determined he had not been armed and showed no acts of agression, So he was only stuck with an EIGHT year sentance for Arms Trafficing. Whelan served five years and twenty two days of his eight year sentance. For being a known member of an Illegal group (RIRA, Real Irish Republican Army) he was banned from his homeland for the remainder of his jail sentance, the goverment hoped he would simply vanish altogether. Tiernan is being released April 30th.

OOC: Hey Kuli, Good to see you. I was thinking my charactor would bump into yours, remember who one another was from THE INSIDE, THE CLINK, THE BIG HOUSE. :-P? not like friends of course....but..you know, my guy needs work....he has some people to pay back.

Hmm?

I had a waaay better bio but the forums KILLED IT!!

Once i get the ... O.K.. i will jump into IC:


Thank you.

Hey stranger, long time no see. You are accepted and always will be.

Hey Tanaara so were Marcello's offices/yacht actually blown up or did something else happen there? I assume from the description that some preset explosives went off and killed him but I figured I would check.

Not everyday an office building up and explodes - and a building getting blown up in the middle of the city is a lot more noticable than some random gangster getting shot and dumped in the river - so if that is what happened I figure Louie will get rather interested (along with half of Verona's news crews I'm sure).

Yep one office, one yatch. Though please be advised that the explosions were just big enough to do the job - no need to bring the whole building down or to send the yatch into orbit. Any one investigateing will find that the explosives used were military in nature, not local military though and had been set by some one who knew ( from a explosive engineers prespective ) what they were doing. This might be disturbing to some as such care and precission are not the general hall marks of your average criminal effort.

When Alversia's character - a known Marcello employee/ associate -started following the TDM around, the TDM took an interest in turn and prepared for such. But then again Please assume that all other rival organizations have had such interest ... and precautions...taken in them. Though the precautions will be very, very hard to find. Again that precise, professional effort.

Mano Kane is utterly ruthless where other criminals are concerned.