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 Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 1:37 pm
Even though the Stella Di Mare family has a lot of money and power they choose to have an old school Casino as their base. It has been the base of operations for the family since Stella Trezo (the third) founded it to make extra money and have fun.
The inside of this casino is regal looking ballroom motif with a red and burgandy color scheme. In this casino dealer always wins and I mean always. Well unless he lets you to but you in a false sence of security. Also, all the staff are trained hitman that have been working for the family since Trezo. Each one is actually someway related to an old member of Starfish. The Family make 143 million a year by this casino alone.
Besides it's Regal main room, the Base has an extended underground base that you wouldn't believe it used to be an abandon subway station. Other then that, there is the stereotypical bosses office.
Outside:
Parking lot
Dumbsters (If you know what I mean. X_X)
Inside:
Lobby
Blackjack Tables
Slot Machines
Roulettes
Chance Tables
Bosses Room
Staff Break Room
Underground:
Firing Range
Research Facility
Obstacle Course
Spa Area
Meeting Room
Armoury
Boiler Room
Bosses Private Room (passed on from boss to boss. Anyone besides the Boss or the Heir isn't allowed in.)
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 1:32 pm
k a i k o k u  Å╬◄◄►►╬Å美容開国Å╬◄◄►►╬Å k o u f u     [[FROM: [New York City, New York] -- JFK Airport]]
Being scrunched up between both Adrien and K’yon, Kaikoku had been watching Rege absentmindedly falter all over Adrien, and Adrien casually looking out the window, his expression one of content. He seemed… Less stressed than he was back in Japan. Maybe it was because of her?
Her eyes then traveled over to K’, who was sight-seeing for the hell of it. His face was practically pressed against the tinted glass windows of the limousine, and this made Kai’s eyelids droop. He was acting a little stupid, but it didn’t really bother her that much. It should’ve, anyway.
Looking down at the bag between her legs, obscured from her vision by the slender box that Adrien had given her before she got into the limo, her hands trapped beneath the box and still until they came to a stop in the large parking lot, Kai let out a silent sigh. This was her new family, and she was going to have to assimilate into American society. She had speaking broken English, with accents of European English here and there, and being a teenager down pat. What she had to learn in school was another thing: Namimori had one of the most intelligency rates in the world, for a private high-school, that is. Albeit, there were a bunch of idiots and numb-skulls in her class, she didn’t mind, because she still had her tutors teach her just about everything she needed to know in Japan.
But, here she was, in America, having to know all these other things about a whole, different country. Once again, she felt inferior, that there was something bigger than her, because there was. Kai looked over towards Adrien, who was shoving Rege to get out of the car, and Rege who was giving his dopey response of “Alright, Young Boss! Alright, alright!”
Kai grinned and followed suit, looking over her shoulder at K’yon as they all got out of the elongated vehicle, her sneakers pressing against the cracked sidewalk. It always seemed that wherever she stood, there was a crack in the ground. “So, when are we going to talk about the rings?” She cooed, her voice soft and sweet against the blaring of New York City traffic in the distance behind them. There were tons of cars in the lot, and she took notice that the limousine had pulled up to the entrance of the casino, so they didn’t have to walk very far.
“You’ve got money…” She grinned, watching the lights flash rapidly. Even in the light of day, they were as inviting as a Tea House’s chimney. “I could live with this~” She pursed her lips, slinging her backpack over her shoulder, the hood of her sweatshirt sticking out the side of the unzipped section, the box in her feeble grip of the other hand. As she walked up to the entrance, she heard the bleeding noise of dings and bells, alerting players that they had either won their games or lost them, and a few people flowing outside to catch a breath of air or light up a cigarette with their friends.
For some reason, she didn’t feel repulsed by the American culture… yet.
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 2:29 pm
 Adriean Diluvio, Stella Settimo Adriean walks in as happy as can be. He is back in his element. All the gambling, money, and english he was so used to but the best part about all this is that his family is even bigger now. After walkin around the casino to inspect if everything is as he left it, he turns around to his guardians. "Well new guys, welcome to the upper level of the Stella Di Mare base. This is where we get twentyfive percent of our yearly income. Oh, that reminds me; from now own you guys get a share from the profits of the casino every week. I'm not going to lie to you though, I still make more because i'm the boss; hehe. Anyway, lets go down to the real base so we can tune those rings of your and give you a little background info."Word Count=147 ((Lobby))
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 3:18 pm
 K'yon Michiguru...Just call me KSTORM GUARDIAN of STELLA DI MARE
-----------------------------------------------------K stepped out of the car behind Koufu, she was obviously eying up all of the wonders that the casino held inside it's walls. She was peculiar, and yet he could tell that she had a side to her that she wasn't showing. Something told him that she had a softer side to herself, one that he might grow to like if she ever let it out. His eyes shifted, slowly going from Koufu to Rege, who was following up behind the boss. The relationship between the two was something he still hadn't figured out yet. In fact, he wasn't sure he wanted to figure it out. They made their way through the casino, everyone shifting their eyes in what they probably thought was a shifty attempt, but K caught alot of them. When the owner of the casino comes back from a trip oversees with a "Neo-Rave Goth" ((By the way I don't agree with that)) and a girl in a school girl outfit people are enticed normally to stare. As they made their way towards the back K finally spoke up, "Hey boss...are we really gonna get stared at unless we change our outfits? I'm kinda accustom to wearing this stuff..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 6:28 am
Rege Berncastille Sun | Berncastille | Stella Di Mare | Kicking Expert | Boss Adrien's Right Hand Man | F-Rank " What do you need Boss? " " Anything For Boss. " " I will proctect Boss with all my power! " Rege leaned down and whispered in his Boss's ear. " Boss. Should I take them down to the obsatcle course? or maybe the armoury first, so they can get some weighted weapons to fight with." Rege said getting an answer from what his boss said. " You want to know about the rings? Come on then." Rege said motioning towards the Maintenance doorway. " You too K. You just got your ring, so you'll need some practice." Rege said opening the doorway. " Please, after you." He said, way too formal. Word count:
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 7:02 am
k a i k o k u Å╬◄◄►►╬Å美容開国Å╬◄◄►►╬Å k o u f u
Kai strutted into the casino, getting odd, quick glances from patrons of the addictive treachery posted all throughout this first, ground-level of the casino. There would probably be more casino slots and roulette tables down where they were headed, just for kicks, but something felt different about the way Adrien and Rege talked about it.
Well, her mind was distracted from the casino and the money when they responded to her question about the rings. That meant she was going to get an answer. Tugging on the strap of her backpack, she straightened out her skirt, absentmindedly, as she walked towards Rege and the door he was holding open for them. She smiled, lighting up the room even more so, and brought her hand up to caress Rege’s chin. “Thanks, Sweetie~” She cooed, her seductive attitude surfacing once again.
With that, she delicately placed her fingers on the polished, brass banister and bounced down the stairwell, the walls plain and white, lit by the lightbulbs overhead, until it opened into what she figured was a decorated subway station. Not that she had the slightest clue as to what came through those giant gaping holes on either side of the platform they stood on.
The place was huge, and there were people everywhere on the platforms. People sitting and playing cards, people sitting and smoking, men off in the distance holding things that flashed and kicked back when they held it straight, the sound later reaching Kai’s ears to be registered as gunshots, and much more. Kai’s eyes lit up as she saw a spa, all the way to her left. Pivoting on her heels, she backpedaled further onto the platform, watching K’s reaction to the base. “This place…” She said, thinking of it in comparison to her own home. “It’s amazing.”
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charmrahc雲の守護者
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 7:29 am
RegeBerncastille Sun | Berncastille | Stella Di Mare | Kicking Expert | Boss Adrien's Right Hand Man | F-Rank " What do you need Boss? " " Anything For Boss. " " I will proctect Boss with all my power! " " You Girl... I never got your name." Rege said, walking down the hallway and turning into the Armory. " Ishinda!" Rege said walking up to the guy holding a checklist that held all of the items in the armory, and who currently had them.
" Oi! Rege you b*****d! when am I getting my greaves back?" He said, frowning. Those weren't made for you!" He said sighing. " Those were mine!" He said, gasping as Rege took the greaves off and handed them to him. " What the hell did you do!?!?!? My greaes have a huge scratch in them! That's it! until you fix them, I'm keeping yours!" Ishinda said, holding up a package to his heart. " And these are some of the best craftsmanship I've ever seen! even better than my work!" Ishinda said, his eyes tearing up.
" How many times have I told you!" Rege said trying to grab the parcel, but failing when Ishinda held it up higher, touching the cieling. " Don't look at my mail!" Rege said trying to reach for it without jumping.
" Nope. no can do, You know the rules, when I get mail I have to check it so I can make sure it doesn't endanger the Boss." Ishinda said laughing. " Besides, you're my little brother, who wouldn't want to see what their little brother was up to?" Ishinda said laughing, holding the Greaves up higher. " Besides, once you fix mine i'll give it to you, but until then, I'm keeping them to see how they were made." Ishinda said, putting his foot on the table and kicking Regebackwards a couple of steps. " You may b the only one in our family to master the Whole burncastille artes, but I''ve still got a better straight kick than you." Ishinda said laughing, setting the Greaves down. " Wow those are heavy... You'd have to double your training weights just to be able to use these easily." Ishinda said laughing. Anyways why'd you come here?" He said, leaning on the counter, the Greaves under him.
" I need some weighted weapons, a coule of fans, around 10 pounds each, maybe 15. and... Hey K what weapon do you use?" Rege said looking out of the armory. Word count:
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 9:02 am
K'yon Michiguru...Just call me KSTORM GUARDIAN of STELLA DI MARE
----------------------------------------------------- ((sorry...this sucks but I got alot of work at work so I cant post that much...so Im gonna make one very short post here...)) K stepped out from the back, pulling one of the guns from his belt he spun it on his finger and slammed it on the table there. "Pistols, two of em."((ok that was reallly short...but i gtg...you guys can play K a bit...and he has his other Family ring too...thats what he has been using to open his box weapon...he hasnt used the Stella ring...))
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 9:03 am
k a i k o k u Å╬◄◄►►╬Å美容開国Å╬◄◄►►╬Å k o u f u
Her eyes followed the taller male as he passed her, alerting her as her status of a stranger as far as names went to him. She grinned, but kept silent, following behind Rege while her bags were being carried to somewhere else, possibly her room. She pulled out her sweatshirt, which gave her a few odd looks from the many men down-below, but she didn’t care, because it was hers. And with its arms tied around her waist, draping her lower half like a cloak, she crossed her arms and trekked behind Rege.
She decided that she’d change clothes later.
Kai poked her head into the doorway of the room Rege had turned into, watching him converse with the male at the counter. They had a strong resemblance, Rege and this man, but while Kai’s eyes meandered about the walls, searching the vast collection of weapons and defensive attire, she barely listened to their conversation. Her berry hair hung sideways as she hid the rest of her body behind the doorframe, only her head poking through it. Her focus, however, had returned to Rege and the taller, elder male as Rege was sent flying backwards from a kick.
Instinctively, she stepped into the doorway, suddenly on edge. She noticed that Rege hadn’t retaliated, and that the atmosphere hadn’t spiked as it had back when they were at the Namimori River when Rege had attacked her. She loosened up a bit before stepping to the side, inside of the large room itself, watching Ishida and Rege talk.
Fans? Would the fans be for her? She definitely wanted fans to fight with. Maybe they had steel fans here. “Rege?" She called for him, interrupting K’s response before taking a few steps towards the two at the table. “You think it’d be possible if I got steel fans?” She inquired, revealing her bamboo fan from its wooden case, observing both sides as if she had never seen it before. “I can only do so much damage with a bamboo fan.” She stated before approaching the table where Ishinda stood, observing the greaves at the table before looking back towards Rege.
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:03 am
K'yon Michiguru...Just call me KSTORM GUARDIAN of STELLA DI MARE
----------------------------------------------------- ((ok sorry about that)) K stopped mid sentence, not sure of what to make of Kai's interruption. He pulled his hand back, since he was unable to tell them he simply decided to keep his mouth shut until she was finished. He stepped back outside the door, taking a moment to look around at the men and women down on the lower decks. They all stared back, there all probably thinking "whats he doing here?" "why is he dressed like that?" "IM NOT SOMETHING TO STARE AT PEOPLE...KEEP PLAYING YOUR GAMES!" he yelled out in American ENGLISH. Their reaction was to be expected, the low whispers started to spread across the room. His obvious accent was going to give him away, but if they truly worked for the family...that wouldn't matter. But if there was one thing that he disliked more than a traitor...it was being pitied. He stepped back into the room, hoping that they would have some kind of resolution to Koufu's problem with her fans. If they were done he would step forward, taking out both of his pistols he would lay they on the table lightly. His voice was hesitant, but they were his family now, they should know. "I use twin pistols...these were given to me by the teacher in my biological family, so their kind of dear to me. But let's see what you got."
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 11:12 am
RegeBerncastille Sun | Berncastille | Stella Di Mare | Kicking Expert | Boss Adrien's Right Hand Man | F-Rank " What do you need Boss? " " Anything For Boss. " " I will proctect Boss with all my power! " " Well... I'm not too sure... I'll have to check..." Ishinda said looking through his list. " Ah. We have some 50 pound fans, a little rusty, but it'll make your fold out alot faster." Ishinda said taking out a fan the size of his hand, made of pure metal. " Oh and for pistols... We have these, both 100 pound pistols, with triggers that should be oiled, but I haven't got around to it." Ishinda said picking up the weapons by the trigger, which didn't budge an inch. " And for you Rege... He he he..." Ishinda said, smiling evily, looking at the bottom of the list. " You get the Berncastille family treasure to train with. The Weighted greaves... normally greaves weigh around fifty to one hundred pounds. these ones are a whopping five hunred pounds. So naturally they'd be hard to use, but the real kicker is the spikes on the backs facing the person's leg. without the intent to kill, a person would be unable to use them. This is a berncastille memory, and I have recreated them." Ishinda said laughing. " Now they are electrified as well brother." Ishinda laughed as he said it, pointing to a box beside the counter. " You pick them up, I'm too lazy to." Ishinda said writing something down on his checklist. " I want these items back before you leave the casino you guys hear?" Ishinda said, smiling as his brother walked to the box.
" You know... you always were sadistic." Rege said, kicing the box, smiling as the machine inside broke. " Putting an elecric zapper on the door to this thing... you really don't like people poking their nose around. " Rege said opening the box, and sighing at the sight within. " Those things are going to stab me, even if I didn't kick with them... " Rege said sighing. " Oh well... I need to train with these to become the Berncastille Sensei." Rege said, sitting down, and switching out his Greaves. " Damn... they aren't stabbing me, but they are poking me... and they're sharp..." Rege said, taking a few steps towards the others and sighing. " Wow... these are already hard to walk in." Rege said continuing to walk, each step making a loud thud noise. Word count:
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 2:53 pm
Adriean Diluvio, Stella SettimoAdriean walks in seeing everyone heavy wepons. "Wow....you guys got those from Ishinda didn't you. Yeah, don't get stuff stuff from him, all his equipment nare to heavy for most people. Good thing I thought a head and pre-ordered them on the jet. For K, a pair of brand new Desert Eagles with .380 ACP and a matching set of Gunsen for Kai. Oh and Rege, why do you put up with those things man? You should just ask and we can order them off the black market like i usually do." He shakes his head while walking to the Bosses Private Room. "I'll be right back so I can get the, "Chain.""Word Count=117 ((To His Private Room))
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 3:13 pm
K'yon Michiguru...Just call me KSTORM GUARDIAN of STELLA DI MARE
----------------------------------------------------- K smiled wide at the sight of the DEs, dropping the two 100 pound pistols he had been carrying. The two heavy handguns smashed into the ground with a loud thud, they had cracked the concrete. The most uprising thing was that they both had not a single scratch on them. He picked the two HHs off the ground and handed them back to Ishinda, the entire time not taking his eyes off of the two glorious pieces of work. Without a word he walked over to the boss, his mouth gaped open a little as he reached out and grabbed a hold of the Desert Eagles. The guns felt heavy in his hands, his wrist would have to adjust to the weight of these for sure. He gripped a hold of the handles tight and aimed both at a wall, making sure that no one was in harms way. His eyebrow raised. "Umm...I honestly don't even know what to say to this...their ******** beautiful man." He was trying to express himself in fluent cursing English, because of his understanding that American's speech was unfiltered for most casual conversations. "Honestly...I wanna try these babies out right now...OMG their just soooo damn pretty!" If anyone hadn't noticed by now they had to be dense to the fact that K had a thing for guns, and know he had the BOOMSTICKs of all pistols.
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 3:24 pm
Adriean Diluvio, Stella Settimo"I hope you enjoy them. We have a firing range just over there so go to town while I get tthe "Chain." For the record as a fellow gunsman, bullets are not a problem. Oh and you better practice putting flames into your weapons. See what happens, as a storm guardian there might be a big BANG." Adriean starts to open the door with a smile. In his head he was thinking. "Wow, I sure have a great family. I hope these days last forever."Word Count=89 (( To His Private Room))
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 5:18 pm
K'yon Michiguru...Just call me KSTORM GUARDIAN of STELLA DI MARE
----------------------------------------------------- K's eyes widened again, "Really? I can? YAHOO!" He dropped his bag, and practically skipped over to the shooting range. With each D.E. firmly in his grasp he stepped up to the individual slot's where a few people were firing off some rounds into the paper targets farther down the range. After a moment of admiring the fact that he would now have his own firing range to come to ANYTIME he stepped up to the slot farthest down the way. He pressed the single button along the wall that automated a mechanical arm to bring out a target. He pulled both guns up, eying up the sights and getting the target in line with the single pin at the end of the gun. Pulling back on the trigger of each gun simultaneously his wrists attempted to absorb the terrific shock from each of the pistols firing off. At that moment all firing ceased. The two gun shots had sent him back two feet, the target was obliterated, and even the mechanical arm was now sparking with what it had left of an arm. The crowd of people gathered around the Storm Guardian, "Holy s**t!" he yelled quickly setting down the heavy pistols and shaking out his wrists. "Oh my buddah...that almost broke both of my wrists...I'm gonna have to bulk up some around my wrists and get used to firing these things...damn..."
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