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 Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 4:40 pm
this form is my god father and im the god fater you are my gangsters on this rpg you need the
name:
life story:
(picture is ok but you dont need to )
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 4:43 pm
Name:sunny capone
life story: after my father died al capone i became the god father and takes in members and owns half of chicago owns motels, hotels ,bars,dinners,.
age:24
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 7:00 pm
Username: Mika Oyame Name: Sarah Jean Harrison Age: 21 Bio: Sarah has been moving from motel to motel, trying to make her pay. Sarah is a nice and friendly person, but when it comes to her infomation, she get angry. Family: Mother: Mary Harrison. Father: Harry Harrison Likes: Pizza, tacos, and pancakes. Dislikes: Facepaint and nail polish. Histroy: Sarah has never gotten in trouble as a kid. When Sarah was 13, her parents caught her sneaking out of the house. Intrests: Everything but facepaint and nail polish. Apperence: 
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 5:52 pm
'Slowly walks into a hotel of an ememy gang goes up to the check in'
sir may i help you says the check in "
"You dont need to know any thing gets a m9 pistoal slinced and kills the check out girl'
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 4:54 pm
I sighed and lifted myself off the park bench. I started to walk toward my motel. It was called, Stay a Night, and No Fights. I didn't like the name, but it was the only motel I could afford.
I walked to my door, paying no attention to the people around me. I slid my key into the hole, and opened the door. There was a bed with blue sheets. I didn't like the color, but I had to deal with it.
I kicked my door closed with my foot and plopped down on my bed. I bounced a few times, then stopped. I slid off my shoes and threw them in the closet. I fell on my back and closed my eyes.
I slowed my breathing down and tried to fall asleep. And soon, I did.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 8:07 pm
Walks slowly to blend into the night looks at a motel called stay a night no fight "time to start some trouble".Runs knocking on every door yelling "wake up!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 1:36 pm
 As soon as I fell asleep, I was woken up.
I jolted up in bed and listened to the voice yell, "WAKE UP!!!!!" I got out and stomped to the door. I threw it open and glared at the man.
"What's the big idea? People are trying to sleep. People like me. Are you looking for a fight?" I asked, my eyebrows lowered, and my hands on my hips. My hip was cocked to one side.
I looked the man up and down. He was kida of cute looking, but I was too pissed to care at the moment.
My eyebrows lowered and I growled at the man, "I can't believe you would be able to actually ruin everyone else's nights, just because you might have had a bad night yourself. Leave us all alone!"
The nerve of this man. I can't believe he is this self-centered, I thought.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 2:06 pm
looks at the girl "fine lets fight" i have no problem fighting a girl
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 2:50 pm
The man wanted to fight. With me. How messed up in the head is he? I thought.
I got into my fighting stance, my hands in fists, elbows out, ready to swing. I watched him for a minute, waiting for him to become alert.
When he seemed not to be too worried, I acted like I was going to kick him. He jumped and I chose that moment to do my 1-2 punch. Left, right. Right in the tummy.
He fell to the ground and layed there, holding his tummy. I tried to get up, but I hit him on his back. "This is what you wanted? I should have told you, I eat people like you for breakfast. Don't think you can beat me. I am way better than you," I growled at him.
I crossed my arms and just looked at him, laying on the ground. Wimp, I thought. Can't even stand up to a girl like me. I grined evily. "Get up. Now," I growled at him.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 3:40 pm
i get a pockwet knife and stabs the girl in the leg "you shouldnt mess with me" then i got up kicked her in the head as hard as i can then the wind blows my hat away and you see a scear the covers my forehead
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 5:22 pm
Just then, I feel a sharp pain in my leg. Then, I get kicked in the head. I fell backwards, and landed on my back. I looked at the man, and saw the scars on his forehead. "Oh my god....." I stare at the scars and the remember the knife in my leg. I sat up and ripped the knife out.
I watched the blood come out of the huge hole in my leg. Then I looked up at the man. "Dude, what is your problem?" I asked him.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 5:27 pm
Puts the pistoal in the younge girls face "So do you want to die or join the family.I'm the gang boss sunny capone "
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 9:00 pm
I choked back a laugh. "You name is Sunny? Did your grandma name you? Or did your mom think you were a girl?" I asked. I stood up and pushed his gun away from me.
"You can forget about me joining your 'gang'. I don't need to go to jail," I told him. I leaned against my motel door and looked at all the scars on the man's forehead.
So weird. I had a friend who had the same scars, I thought.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 9:22 pm
Was his name Albert Francis Capone
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 9:23 pm
Name: Jessie James
Nickname: scar face
Life: saw my own parents killed in front of me and then on i bowed to kill any who is in my way. i join sunny in his gang because he is a friend and friends do not leave friends behind...
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