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 Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 1:43 pm
What drives men for power?
Is it passion? Desire? Or Greed?
Where do people find power? In some of the most powerful organizations in the world, correct? For this tale we are concerning ourselves with the Mafia, however it is no longer the world we may have known some years ago. About seventy years ago, the Mafia was able to take their power to new heights with DNA research. Due to this research it allowed people to obtain abilities much like that of fantasy or in myths, but all the same time it seems like fiction.
The world of the Mafia was put into a war with itself, families at each others necks, blood being spilled, a rather disgusting mess if you know what I mean. When all these factors were placed it seemed as though the Mafia would destroy itself, until a small family known as the Bangol Family stepped in and rather shortly in time took the lead in families. They created a social order and maintaining the powers that resided in the young due to their fathers attempting to gain a lead against the other families. As the Bangol Family power grew, more people joined and those that were left behind made their own family trees.
Though after a few years the Bangol family head grew restless, he was always an eager man for blood and battle which is likely why so many strong people gathered below him. So in order to keep his mood from going foul he declared that every few years there would be a battle between the families, in order to establish the lead of each family would be based on power not by simple oldest. The families were disgusted by this, but after the first battle the families agreed this was a proper way in order to gain stable emotions from the young.
Three battles later and the Bangol head has declared that he is getting older and in the next set of battles he will declare his own heir from the strongest member. This led to slaughter of those that were thought to be strong, and the Bangol found comfort in this. How do I know all this? Simple I am Samuel Bangol, the leader of the Bangol family. Bleed for me children, make me watch for those who are worthy, show me what can be created from blood.
A time when friendship means nothing, family ties can be broken and torn. Be who you truly are, if it be a monster, a saint or something else, but show me those true colors.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 2:15 pm
Bangol Family – A unique family, at current time it is the family that all other families fall under. During every battle they do not enter anyone, lower members have entered, but under their own name, the head doesn’t believe they should be allowed as due to the fact they have too much power, expect in this coming up one, they have declared it open. Out of the families that have the most children born with power, However they are many secrets in the Bangol family and many believe that their head was one of the first test subjects when DNA research came to life.
WebWood Family – Second in rank to that of the Bangol family, they have always been supports of peace and keeping smaller families safe. In recent battles, the leader of their family have been able to maintain his position against all those that oppose him in question, though in this coming battle their leader has had taken to be ill and his son leading behind him is likely to take his fathers place, but the family fears for the boy and doesn’t allow him to go out much. They lead as head designers of special weapons, consisting of making devices to both increases the power users and normal human’s abilities.
EnDura Family – The third ranked family, however they have only obtained this rank in the last battle, by their young leader. EnDura’s past head was a man of reason and belief in keeping others safe, he had two sons the one that controls the family now and the second hasn’t been heard from in several years. They are most likely the most violent family of the three; they refuse failure and want to make a name for themselves. Their best advantage is their battle tactics. These are not the only families, however they are the main three at the top. You are allowed to make our own family by meeting people even if you are from one of the families above.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 2:17 pm
Important Information
The Battles are held every three years, so you can assume there are a number of battles that have happened in a twenty year span. These are battles that are watched by people, they do not include random conflicts. Meaning if you fight your enemy out on a street, you are not taking their position you have to fight them in a type of arena.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 2:18 pm
Rules:
No God Play.
Keep the content a Pg-18 Level but you may be a descriptive as you want in battle.
I’m like god, I will burn you with a microscope if you push to much.
No killing another role-player unless agreed upon by both parties.
Please fighting and Romance is both strongly allowed.
Please even though your in the Mafia doesn’t require you to cuss all the time.
If you have any problems or complaints please inform me.
Have fun.
The Setting~
The setting is in the Big Apple. That’s right! New York. Expect this is no longer the New York you know. Its years into the future, the buildings have changed, they have become more advance. Streets aren’t as dirty, still homeless people. The three mafia families have their homes set around the city in different locations.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 2:24 pm
Profile:
Gaian Name:
Character Name:
Age: (There are only humans get used to it.)
Family: (Which family you belong to)
Position: (I will allow a leader for ever four people, that way we can get groups going)
Appearance:
Bio:
Power: ( A single power, that’s it)
Weapon(s): ~Positions Open~
Bangol's Head - NPC
Bangol's Second -Open
Bangol's Son - Open
WebWood's Head - Sick NPC
WebWood's Second - Open
WebWood's Son - Open (Age 12 -15)
EnDura's Head - Open
EnDura's Second - Ghostly_apparition
EnDura's Third- Open (No son)
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 2:36 pm
Gaian Name: Hokyo Cumen Character Name: Daris EnDura Age: Twenty One Family: Born to the EnDura Family, though he has left them. Position: Pay As You Go Hitman Appearance: DarisBio: Born into EnDura family, he is the son of the last EnDura leader, his brother being the man that controls the family now. When they were children they would often joke about taking over the Bangol and ruling over all the families. However as years went, their relationship was brought to a dead stop from both moral standings and abilities. Daris growing tired of his brother and that of the family idea of the Mafia left, for nearly six years now he has not been heard from. Though as he was in running with his brother to take the rule of the EnDura family, he is still a highly feared man within his own family, however as he is a said genius he has no desire for mindless killing unlike his brother. During his time he often found himself in places he could not pronounce the name, but still in good faith kept up all training even learning new ways to fight. They have been several sightings of him, following members of other families and killing them off, but after so many years it is hard to be sure about any confirmed image of him. Power: Daris power is that of his own body, he can turn off all limits of his body. Including his own mind, speed, strength and pain are nothing, until those limits are placed again. When he was young he was such a calm and quiet child that it was hard to tell if he had any powers if it wasn’t for his pupil being changed to a red fiery color. Weapon: Normally his own fist, though he has found to prefer a single pistol to handle smaller foes.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 7:58 pm
Gaian Name: Imortal Sam R I Character Name: Samuel Lock Age: 18 Family: Endura Position: Body Gaurd Appearance: Sam Bio: Samuel's family worked for the Endura family for several generations as errand boys to spies. It would seem only right when discovered Sam was a genius at sword play, that the would use him for their purposes. Power: Sam's power allows his entire body move faster than a normal human being. It has even been rumored that he has deflected bullets with his sword. Weapon(s):Katana ((in pic))
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 9:23 am
Gaian Name: Kira_Tatahashi
Character Name: Adrian WebWood
Age: 19
Family: WebWood
Position: Family Doctor
Appearance: Adrian
Bio: Originally the b*****d child of a woman in the WebWood family who was given away, she was adopted by the WebWood family's doctor. The doctor and his wife had tried for years to have a son, but despite their efforts, they were unsuccessful. And so, they adopted Adrian. They had adopted her just by looking at a profile of her with a picture, and so when she arrived at their home, her new parents were surprised to find that Adrian was indeed a girl. From her unisex name, they had automatically assumed she had been a boy.
Adrian's new adoptive parents were very traditional, and wanted a boy to take over as the family doctor when they passed away, but they also only wanted one child, and grew to love Adrian. So, they raised her as a boy. She kept her hair cut like a boy, wore boy's clothes, and even referred to herself as a boy. Although, when she got older, she realized one thing: other males would see her as a male. And so, with the thought of never being able to marry in order to please her parent's wish for her to be a boy, she took on a rough, boy-ish attitude.
The doctor and his wife both were killed during a freak accident during one of the families' battles, and so Adrian was forced to become the family doctor since the age of 17. She had learned a lot from her adoptive parents, and so she was a trusted physician. While many believe her medical ability must have something to do with her power she has gained by being a member of the family, they are often unable to believe her when she tells them that it's purely old school band-aids and ice packs.
Power: Adrian's ability was passed down to her from her biological mother. She has the ability to flick random objects at an unbelievable speed, making it so that any object can be used as a bullet, and her own hands the gun.
Weapon: Hands/Small Objects
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 2:20 pm
The city was alive with fast paced cars, which were slowed by the every compacted traffic. Sitting in the back of a taxi was a lean dark red haired youth, sipping out of a water bottle, with two large bags on the seat beside him. He sighed as he watched the car beside them cut his driver off and the poor man barely spoke English as it was. He could see the towering buildings around him, like large pillars of unchanging desire and greed.
Sitting there he took another sip from his water bottle as he flipped open his phone, it was a older model but he felt it was better built then some of these new phones, and it was cheaper to get them as he seemed to have one shot every few months. Clicking open a text from a unknown number he read the details and smiled a bit, typing back to the sender and pressing the sent button, closing the phone he was about to take another sip from his water bottle when his taxi slammed on its breaks for a biker.
Coughing he wiped away the spill of water that didn’t make it to his lips, it was so damn hot, he had half a mind to shot the biker for making him spill water.
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 3:56 pm
Samuel was walking next to the road with his guitar case. In it was his guitar, of course, and a false bottom that held his sword that was currently disassembly sword. He walked the streets listening to his MP3 and did not notice the district that he was entering.
The Webwood district did hold the best cofee in the city though. It was not like they had a problem with him, so he did not worry where he went. But he was sort of a cluts. Sam walked off the curb and got hit by a car while crossing. He was unconscious and bleeding bleeding from his head.
Unfortunalty... it was out side the Webwood house hold.
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 8:19 pm
Another day full of errands and working was not exactly what the dark haired teen had had in mind for what was suppose to be her one day off this entire month. But, being the sole family physician for the second most powerful mafia family in the large city of New York did sound as if such things would be expected of them. Yes, it was busy. And the young girl had hardly ever had time to herself. But, maybe that was a good thing. Considering her situation...
And yet, here she was, clad in unflattering boy's clothes, and walking down the street with such a casual manner about her. Her short, boyishly cut black hair was almost hidden beneath the dark hoodie she wore over her. Her facial features were somewhat feminine, but without any make-up or special treatment of her skin other than daily washing, it wasn't hard for her to pass as a boy in the least. And her hoodie, baggy jeans, and tennis shoes were another bonus to making her just seem like a normal male teen. The thought of it made her chuckle quite often, and in fact, she found herself doing that same thing as she walked down the long blocks of the city.
She had just come from visiting the head of her family, for he was a sickly man, and most of her time had been consumed with aiding him and trying to make him feel as healthy and assured as she possibly could. She didn't mind, though. Yes, she'd like to hang some rest every once in a while, but it was also good to keep her on her feet, always practicing the skills her parents had taught her.
She had a rather heavy backpack being toted around with her, which was where she had kept her medical supplies. She always had to be ready at the drop of a dime to help out anyone in the family, and so she kept the bag with her everywhere she went. The weight was somewhat significant, but she was use to it by now. She was quite strong for a young woman.
As she turned the corner to head toward one of the many WedWood households, the one in which she kept her personal belongings (one would say where her home was, but in truth, she spent more time at the head's house than her own). But, as she tilted her head up to look up from the ground, she was torn from her thoughts as she spotted a man slamming on his breaks and crashing into a bystander in the middle of the road. Suddenly, her instincts sprang into action.
Her legs began to run toward the scene of the accident, and in a matter of seconds, she had dropped to the side of the injured man. She could hear the driver of the car getting out of his vehicle and asking tens of questions in a panic.
"Calm down, sir. I'm a doctor," She assured the man, her voice also a bit feminine, but just at the right pitch to pass as a boy. She dug around in her backpack, pulling on her latex gloves and a wad of gauze. She leaned over the injured man, not bothering to speak as she held the gauze to the man's head, putting pressure on his wound. She then finally looked at the man's face, and gave a hint of a smile to reassure him.
"Hello, sir. My name is Dr. Adrian WebWood," She stared as she continued to hold onto the man's head, "You've suffered a slight blow to the head, and though it doesn't look life threatening, I'm going to have to ask you to try and stand up so that I can bring you to my office. You're going to need a few stitches to seal this little gash."
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 8:26 pm
Four more times the taxi driver had to slam on his breaks for a number of reasons, children, a car. At this point Daris was annoyed to no end; the only thing that had kept him sane enough not to kill the poor driver was texting the unknown number in his phone.
Finally stopping outside of the Dolphin Hotel he gratefully removed himself from the cab and pulled out some money handing it to the man, making the comment to keep the tip. After all he was just the rider; if someone that had to deal with those events everyday they needed money.
His bags he carried in and came to the front desk. “Yes a room for Mr. Coolers.” He said handing over a fake idea and the room already paid for him for his fake business which had hired him to be there on a business trip. A man came to get his bags, and they walked up to his room, it was on the second floor not high enough that would cause problems if someone came after him.
It had been years since he had been New York, normally he would turn down hits inside of the city as it was his terms that killing came to him, but this time he found the desire to be in the city again out weigh his common sense. The bellboy left his bags at the door of his room, and he paid the man a normal tip and the door was closed. Taking a deep breath, Daris was happy to be alone finally.
Locking the door, he set his bags up on the bed and pulled one of the tables over towards it, unzipping the first bag it was normal clothes, while the second held a number of small weapons, guns, knifes and things you would find company for in the business of killing.
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Ghostly_apparition Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2010 12:02 am
I'll change it if its a no hokyo but can I be the Endura Second? Gaian Name: Ghostly_apparition Character Name: Kale Nemin Age:23 Family: Endura Position: Second Appearance: KaleBio: Kale grew up as a street rat. He avoided capture by staying in hotels. Kale only was able to of course because he got paid by making bets with people at bars playing darts. He had been someones child but all he remembered was that they were dead. He didnt remember faces, names or any special features. Drunks who he talked to every once in a while said he was probably repressing his memories so that he wouldnt remember who his parents were or how they died. One such man who Kale beat every week and won a 100 dollar bill off of him every friday said it was probably from the Dna expirements he had done on him when he was born. But Kale never even knew he was special until a mob thug came in and spotted him and was able to identify his power. Power: Perfect aim. Weapon(s): twin hand guns and a set of throwing knives
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2010 7:53 am
Sam came to shortly after being hit by the car. but to his surprise, a doctor was already on the scene. The first thing he heard after the ringing in his head went away was here stating her name. Webwood was the part that echoed in his head. Sam got up quickly and leaned on the car for support. "My name is Samuel Lock, nice to meet you." He said as he felt a little light headed.
Sam looked around for his belongings. His MP3 was still in his pocket and his head phones were destoryed but still hanging around his neck. Then Sam spottted his guitar case. He quickly stumbled for it and fell on his face. A groan of pain came from him as he rolled over holding his face. He parted some fingers and noticed the Doctor. "Hey mister doctor guy can you grab that for me." He asked as he pointed at the case.
The case itself recieved no damage as it was reinfourced with steel just in case of a surprise attack. His guitar and his weapon was safely securred in side of it.
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Ghostly_apparition Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2010 8:22 am
Kale smiled as he closed his phone." The prodigal son returns." Kale had received a phone call from a bell hop that was on his pay roll. He had one or two in every hotel and motel that had bell hops. It was his business to know which killers were in town or which business men like himself from other countries were encroaching on his turf. He also used the bell hops as his own personal messenger boys or girls. One or two of the bell hops were females and did anything and everything he told them to do. If it were a leading member of a family that he wanted to be friends with he would send one of his female bell hops to take care of the man in her own special way. Or to seem like she would take care of him then slit his throat in the midst of their passion. Getting screwed while getting screwed. That was the way he wanted to go out a young beautiful girl wrapped around him and knife through his heart. But enough about his own little fantasy. To have the son of the endura family come back into the city. It made him eager to see him again in person.
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