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Coyote Cowboy Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:14 pm
Welcome to Downtown Cedarwood city, a crime ridden Metropolis.
The city is divided right down the middle by a major road, the North side is under the control of a gang called The Skeleton Brothers, and the South side is under the control of a gang called The Pseudo Saints.
Both gangs want the others territory, and so the gangs rivalry started.
Both Gangs are notorious for being so extremely violent, that even the local law enforcement officers try to avoid any engagements with either of the two gangs. Officers won't even attempt to arrest a member of either gang without at least several other fellow officers.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:16 pm
Rules:
• Follow all Gaia TOS.
• This is a Semi-literate/Literate/Advance Literate Roleplay thread. So I want correct punctuation, and spelling.
• NO TEXT SPEAK.
• Post at LEAST one to two paragraphs per post.
• Please, no anime/cartoon pictures. Use real life photo's.
(I have some if you need some. 8D)
• No killing other characters unless giving permission by that character's creator.
• Swearing is allowed, and violence is encouraged.
• God Modding, auto hitting, and invincibility are forbidden.
• When your character speaks, it should be bold, in quotations, and in the color of your choice. When your character thinks in thier head, it should be in quotations, and in Italicized text. Normal character actions should be normal and in black.
• Don't be afraid to ask me anything! I love to help! 8D
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Coyote Cowboy Vice Captain
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Coyote Cowboy Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:18 pm
Here is the post format skeleton. Feel free to spice it up if you'd like. 8DD I'll even find your character picture and fill it for you if you'd like! I love doing that! [size=15][align=left]Start of quote/song lyric that matches your character or gang's theme[/align][/size]
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:20 pm
Gang Information;;
The Skeleton Brothers;;
Gang Leader;; Corpse Face
(S t e l l a r T r a n c e)
Second in command;; Crazy Bones
(StainGlassWings)
Your Characters Title;; Open
Your Characters Title;; Open
Symbols;; Skeletons and skulls
Colors;; Black Red White
Turf;; Downtown Cedarwood city, North of the Highway
The Skeleton Brothers are the leading supplier of Cocaine, LSD, and Ecstasy within the city limits. Their prices are higher then the average market price, but only because it is guaranteed high quality, and not to mention that they risk a lot having so much supply on hand.
They prefer using blunt force trauma on their victims. The bloodier the better. Baseball bats, chains, crowbars, and lead pipes are their weapons of choice. They carry guns, but only to use them only for back up. Shooting really isn't their style.
If you plan on joining this gang, know this: The only way out is in a body bag. Blood in, Blood out.
(If your RP character is joining this gang, their picture must have them wearing something skeletal. i.e. face paint, shirt, bandanna, tattoo, ect.)
(Your characters Nickname should focus around skeletons, corpses, cadavers, bones, dead things, and stuff of that nature.
Ex: Crazy Bones. This guy is obviously crazy. xD And, the bones part ties into the gang name.)
The Pseudo Saints;;
Gang Leader;; Ravus Draco
(Blood Magnet)
Second in command;; Black Cat
(hiperanimefreak)
Your Characters Title;; Open
Your Characters Title;; Open
Symbols;; Religious symbols (Any religion is fine) and Horned Dragons
Colors;; Light Blue White Silver
Turf;; Downtown Cedarwood city, South of the Highway
The Pseudo Saints are the lead supplier of Marijuana, Heroin, and prescription pills within the city limits. Their prices tend to be below the market price, which is what makes them so popular. Their inventory changes daily, depending on what was stolen or bought that day, so they may have what you want one day, and be out the next. Beggars can't be choosers.
When it comes to weapons, The Pseudo Saints tend to like using knifes, but won't hesitate to pull a gun if the situation calls for it.
Their uniqueness comes from the way they leave their victims. Victims are usually found with religious relics or left in some religious way. (i.e. wrapped in barbed wire and hung to look like Jesus.)
If you plan on joining this gang, know this: The only way out is in a body bag. Blood in, Blood out.
(If your RP character is joining this gang, their picture must have them wearing something religious (any religion is fine) or something with a dragon. i.e. Necklace, shirt, bandanna, tattoo, ect.)
(Your characters Nickname should focus around Any Religious aspects or dragons.
Example Nicknames free for use: Messiah, Prophet, Buddha, Diablo, Belial, Angel.)
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Coyote Cowboy Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:30 pm
I do believe we are open.
8DD
Start Role playing!!
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 12:07 am
onє Ьrιgнτ day ιn τнє мιddlє of τhe nιgнτ _
_______ τωo dєad Ьoys goτ up τo fιgнτ  ooooooooooCaleb 'Crazy Bones' HarlowCorpse paint fresh on his face, and a bat in his hand. This was when Caleb felt his best. It was about close to midnight, or so Caleb had guessed. He never carried a watch; never needed one really. He just went where he wanted, when he wanted. Right now, he wanted to find his brother, Adam. Caleb walked a slow pace down the littered streets of Downtown Cedarwood, making sure to glance down all the alleyways, hoping to find his brother. He tightened his grip on his aluminum baseball bat when he heard the faint sound of talking echoing down one of the alleyways. Caleb knocked his bat three times on the concrete; A sound that any normal person would commonly ignore, but in The Skeleton Brothers Gang this was a way of seeing if the person ahead was a member of the gang. If a fellow gang member heard three knocks, they would reply back with four knocks. Then, the person who would know the on coming person was no threat, they were family. Calleb paused, and waited. After a few stressed filled seconds, he heard four knocks echo down the dark alley. Relived, Caleb strolled down the alleyway, kicking a can up in the air and giving it a whack with his bat. The can flew into the brick wall, ricocheting back, almost hitting the two talking figures. "Hey, Adam with ya?" a dєaf polιcємan нєard the noιsє _____
_____ and ωєnτ τo kιll τнє τωo dєad Ьoys
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Coyote Cowboy Vice Captain
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S t e l l a r T r a n c e
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 1:05 am
нαvє you нєαяd τнє nєws τнατ youя dєαd?  ooooooooooAdam 'Corpse Face' HarlowOne of the two shadowed figures walked into the dim lit alleyway. "I'm right here. What'er you doin' here? Ain't it a little late for ya?" Adam questioned and gave his brother's head a pat. "Did yer own make-up, I see." He gabbed Caleb's chin and turned it side to side, observing his brother's handy work. "I like it. It matches your personality. Crazy." Adam's own corpse paint was always precise, and perfect. It matched him well. He normally painted his brothers face for him, but the clean lines never really flattered or brought out his facial features, but this... was perfect. The crazy, quickly, and boldly slapped on paint really worked well on his brothers face. "Hang on a sec, bro."Adam turned his attention to the man he was talking too. "Okay, this is guaranteed high quality stuff, right? I want it pure, uncut." The man nodded. "You can try it if you want." He held out a small baggy filled wit a fine white powder. Adam reached out and took the bag, unzipped it, and stuck his finger in it. He pulled his finger out, and rubbed his gums with the powder stuck to it. Within a few seconds, his gums became numb. "That's good stuff, man. Okay, I want about $300 worth." The man nodded, and the two completed the trade. Adam gave the dealer a farewell nod, then the man was off into the shadows. Adam slipped the bags into his pockets, then turned his attention to his brother, who looked like he was about to die of boredom. "That's my new dealer. He cut me a good deal just now. You should of seen me negotiate... I should be a lawyer or something." He pulled a cigarette from behind his ear, lit it, and took a puff. He exhaled and laughed at his brothers face. "Did I already tell you that I like your make-up? I can't remember."Dєαd!
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 1:39 am
onє Ьrιgнτ day ιn τнє мιddlє of τhe nιgнτ _
_______ τωo dєad Ьoys goτ up τo fιgнτ ooooooooooCaleb 'Crazy Bones' HarlowCaleb couldn't tell if his brother was toying with him, or being sincere. "Shyudup." He felt his hand tighten on his bat. He didn't like when he was made fun of. When Adam didn't say anything else involving his face paint, he loosened his grip. There was a awkward silence, then Caleb remembered why he had wandered down here in the first place. "Oh! Adam! I almost forgot! That one guy, the one across the street from our apartment, umm what's his face... Bojangles! Bogangles told me last night at Cedarwood park he spotted several Pseudo Saints on our turf! He didn't say what they were doin', but I'm sure it's not good. Probably lookin' us. Caleb reached out and plucked Adam's cigerette from his fingers, and took a drag. He exhaled, and coughed. "Eww. That taste horrible. Menthol?" He took one more drag and passed it back to his brother, who finished it and flung it into a open dumpster. "Hey man, I'm hungry. Wanna buy me dinner? You ate my last hot pocket, so you owe me." Caleb rested his baseball bat on his shoulders, and glared at his brother. When he didn't move, Caleb grabbed his brothers wrist and dragged him down the alleyway and into the street. "Come on. Just a dollar cheeseburger or a 89 cent taco. Anything." He released his brothers wrist when he was absolutely sure he would follow him. "McDonald's is this way, right?"a dєaf polιcємan нєard the noιsє _____
_____ and ωєnτ τo kιll τнє τωo dєad Ьoys
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 6:08 am
нαvє you нєαяd τнє nєws τнατ youя dєαd? ooooooooooAdam 'Corpse Face' HarlowAdam lazily followed behind his brother. "You know, that fast food will kill ya." Contradictorily, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette, and lit it. He inhaled, letting the tobacco fill his lungs. His brother didn't seem to be concerned with his health advice. He blindly lead on, dragging that ridiculous bat. Adam stared at the the bat. A weird, somewhat nice, feeling stirred within his gut. "Hey, that bat... you... still have it?" Adam and his mother put all their money together and bought him that bat. It was for his birthday a few years back when all Caleb could talk about was joining the Major leagues. It was a pricey little bugger, but at the time baseball was all his brother cared about, and well, his brother deserved that bat. Then one day, Caleb just gave up on his dream. Adam had witnessed his brother throwing all his baseball paraphernalia off the Cedarwood bridge, over the highway. Baseballs bouncing off the the hoods off cars, and flying threw their windshields. Adam thought his brother had got rid of that bat as well, but here it was. "I'll never know why you quit baseball. You were great, bucko."Dєαd!
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 12:14 pm
onє Ьrιgнτ day ιn τнє мιddlє of τhe nιgнτ _
_______ τωo dєad Ьoys goτ up τo fιgнτ ooooooooooCaleb 'Crazy Bones' HarlowCaleb glared back over his shoulder at his brother while still walking forward. "I dunno. I just didn't feel like it anymore. Do I need a reason?" Caleb refused to tell his brother that he had actually been kicked of the team for beating a bratty loud mouth rich kid pitcher up. Not after everything Adam and his mother had done to let him play. After everything they sacrificed. It was easier just pretending he lost interest in it. The two arrived at the twenty-four hour McDonald's, and went to the front doors. The doors were locked. "I thought this was open twenty-four hours! ********> Adam helpfully pointed out that the diner area was closed, but the drive through was open all night. Seeing as neither of the two had a car, they proceeded to walk through the drive through. Looking over the menu, they quickly decided on two dollar cheeseburger and a large Dr Pepper to share. They stood in front of the ordering box, which cracked to life saying, "Welcome to McDonald's! May I take your order?" There was a slight pause. "Excuse me, boys. You're not allowed to walk through the drive through." Caleb cussed and spat at the machine. "Hey ********! How the hell am I supposed to eat if I can't get in the restaurant? It's locked! The drive through is the only thing open!" A swift kick was given to the machine. "Sir, I'm sorry. Unless your in a car, you can't use the drive through." Caleb tightened his grip on his bat. "You expect us to walk all the way home, get a car, and drive back, just to place a ******** order?!" There was a awkward silence, then a static voice replied, "...Yes." Caleb lost his cool. "YOU GODDAMN MOTHER ********!! GIVE ME A GODDAMN CHEESEBURGER!"
Metal hit metal as he started beating the order box with his aluminum bat. Sparks and glass exploded out of the screen, and the static voice slowly died. The sound of laughter from his brother made Caleb hit harder. Caleb stopped beating the box, and panting, walked to the first window in the drive through, and began knocking on it. "Hey! a*****e! OPEN UP!" When there was no answer, Caleb swung his baseball bat, and shattered the glass. He peeked his head in the window, and saw a cowering man. He looked so afraid, Caleb thought the man was going to s**t himself. Calmly and cooley Caleb spoke. "Give. Me. A. Goddamn. Cheeseburger." The poor man jumped up and ran to get as many cheeseburgers, fries, and filled soda cups he could carry. "I'm sorry! Please don't hurt me! Here take all this! Free of charge!" The man filled a huge bag of food and handed it to the two brothers. Caleb looked at the shaking man. "Give me a happy meal toy, too." Three children toys were thrown into the bag. "Take them! Please!" The two brothers laughed and took off with their bag of hijacked food. They walked to a small park and sat on some swings and enjoyed their well deserved meal.
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Blood Magnet Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 6:56 pm
I became insane with long intervals of
horrible sanity.  oooooooooooooooooooooo 'Ravus Draco' She layed back on a futon in an abandoned subway station, toying with her many ornate blades. A young girl, she did not even remember how she joined the Pseudo Saints, much less became the leader. Getting up, she pulled a diary out of a stolen dresser, and began writing. "Another day passed alone, I don't know how long i can keep this up. I have to eventually collect the drug money from those damn dirty dealers, but it seemed that every time I leave the house, someone gets injured or killed. I dont mind, actually, I slightly enjoy the feeling of sinking the curved blade deep into the flesh of an enemy, but I will get caught eventually if the dead bodies pile up. And Mother Artemis, my goddess and matron, cannot be worshiped in the confines of a jail cell.Ravus Draco closed the diary, sighed, and picked up a knife to walk to the door. Going upstairs, she came out into the night and felt the fresh, crisp air on her face. As she popped a few advil from a bottle in her pocket, she noticed movement to her right and pulled out her knife, only to see the shiny eyes of a small tabby. Sheathing her blade, she walked into the city, eyes open for enemies and underlings.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 12:07 am
I saw three headless playing at a ball,
A handless man served them all.
 ooooooooooooooooooooo Alena 'Black Cat' SingerAlena, carelessly playing with her switchblade, had hit a streak of boredom. The sales had been slow today and she'd been taking it easy, but this only made her bored and agitated. Not good news for anyone who crossed her path. This was where her nick name had come from. Anyone who passed the Black Cat's path would face worse than bad luck. She didn't look like much; She even looked weak, frail. The pale makeup really didn't help much. But she was dangerous, quick, and ready to beat the crap out of anyone if the situation called for it. She got a bite to eat at KFC and scared the hell out of a guy who tried to hit on her. Then strolled around until she found found some one. "Oy! Ravus!" she shouted, glad to see her leader out and about. "Out to collect?"[i LOVE that quote Wings and photo bucket is under Maintenance so no pic for now and forgive me if this sucks XD im not used to writing about normal instances] While three mouthless men laughed,
Three legless from them ran.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:42 am
нαvє you нєαяd τнє nєws τнατ youя dєαd? ooooooooooAdam 'Corpse Face' HarlowAdam slowly swayed on the swing he was sitting on. Empty cups and burger wrappers littered the ground around him and his brother. The night was perfectly silent, except for the creek and grind of the swings chains. Adam began to push back as hard as he could on the ground, and swing forward. He continued swinging as high as he could, picking up as much speed as he could. When the height was to his liking, he jumped from the swing. He didn't quite stick the landing, and stumbled forward, but managed to make it look like he had meant to that. He continued wandering the playground and discovered a merre-go-round. With the toe of his boot, he rotated it in a circle. "Yo, give me a spin would ya?"Adam had to hold on the metal bars as hard as he could while his brother spun him. He had forgotten how strong Caleb was. The world became blur. A beautiful spinning blur. Streetlights left beautiful trails, and the colors of everything all blended together. Adam felt himself laugh. When the spinning became to much on his stomach, Adam laid down in the center of the merry-go-round, and watched the sky. Stars danced over his head, and for the first time in a long time, Adam felt... happy. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling. Slowly, the merry-go-round came to stop, and a weight tilted it to the left. Reluctantly, Adam opened his eyes and saw his brother sitting next to him. They sat together in a pleasant silence, watching the stars overhead. After a while, Adam broke the silence. "Hey, you know the old railroad, on the East side of the city? The one where we used to crush pennies on the rails... I gotta head up that way. I'm meeting somebody there. You wanna come with?"Dєαd!
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 3:25 pm
onє Ьrιgнτ day ιn τнє мιddlє of τhe nιgнτ _
_______ τωo dєad Ьoys goτ up τo fιgнτ ooooooooooCaleb 'Crazy Bones' HarlowCaleb looked down at his brother. "Yeah, I'll go with." After a few more minutes of enjoying the peace, the brothers got up, stretched, and headed East to the now abandoned railroad. As a boy, Caleb and his brother, although forbidden to go there by their mother, would always go to the railroad tracks. Back in the day, all the cool Elementary kids would gather there and play chicken. Ahhh, chicken. Caleb and his brother were the champions of chicken. Nobody could beat them. Nowadays, the tracks were abandoned. Empty stock cars, homeless people, and maybe a runaway or two were the only things that were there. When they arrived at their destination, it was about half past two in the morning. Chirps from crickets rung out, piercing the silence. Gravel crunched under their feet, as they looked for the old, run down train station. It was about half a mile down the track; rust and rotten wood was all that was really left of the old building. Walking up to the steps to the station, Caleb noticed a man standing standing on the plateau. "Is that the guy?"a dєaf polιcємan нєard the noιsє _____
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Blood Magnet Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 8:22 pm
I became insane with long intervals of
horrible sanity. oooooooooooooooooooooo 'Ravus Draco' Turning around, Ravus saw her second in command walking fluidly toward her. "Call me Rave, and yeah. I'm here to collect."Rave took another couple of pills and counted the money handed to her. The advil was calming, numbing the pain she constantly felt, both physical and otherwise. She handed Black Cat her cut and grabbed the soda she still had in her hand, taking a sip. "You know......I heard what that guy said to you just now. Would you....I don't know.....like to rough him up?" Rave said this in a complete monotone, as if she asked whether or not Black Cat would like to watch a movie. She pulled out a wicked curved knife from her belt sheath and licked the side of the blade. 
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