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 Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 12:55 pm
 Created By: DeviantLuLu
Inspiration: Imagination
RP Master: DeviantLuLu
Moderators:
Profile Codes: DeviantLuLu
Layout: DeviantLuLu
Graphics: DeviantLuLu, and wherever people got their pictures from..
Characters: Property of the people who created them
Basics: Supernatural - Horror - Adventure - Romance - ComedyTitle - story/plot - Information - Rules - Skeleton - WPW - Opener
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 12:56 pm
 Story:Things are prosperous for many people and life couldn't be any better for the average person. But while the average human is running amok, there is a under lying darkness that is taken hold and they are trying to make it their own. Starting in New York City, they are the Underworld Mafia. Five families that have come together for the greater or well... the lesser of the minority of citizens found within the city. They run the darker areas of the city, and as the city grows, their numbers grow and soon they will overtake the human population 2 to 1. With this many creatures coming into the city, it would only be time when they to had their own organized crime group. The underworld Mafia consists of five families split into different groups. Vampires, Demons, two different types of humans and werewolves. They are the major families of the different creatures, united under one cause... power. Slinking in the shadows and having their hands in everything, they work towards making the city there's. Plot:Things are not settling well within the branches of the underworld mafia. The families are fighting amongst themselves as they try to gain the upper hand and have the most power. Right now the power is split equally between the five families, but as the families fight, the mafia crumbles and a new war is breaking out within it. These cut throat families are after each others and to make matters worse, they still have to deal with the police and other mafia groups coming onto their territories. With everyday situations and the fight amongst the families the underworld and all of it's beings are on a fast track to being found out if they don't keep things under wraps. Can the families mend their differences and work together, or will everything fall to pieces and their way of life thrown into chaos. Title - story/plot - Information - Rules - Skeleton - WPW - Opener
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 12:58 pm
 Location: New York City, New York and surrounding area, year 2012 The Five Mafia Families : These are the five major families that control the underworld mafia. Noah's : Vampires Angelli's: Humans no powers DeCounte's: Demons Russio's: Werewolves Xevaic's: Humans with powers Family Businesses.Noah's : bootleg, human trafficking Angelli's: bootleg, smuggling of people, muscle work (dealing with cops, politics, ect.) DeCounte's: bootleg, gambling Russio's: bootleg, weapons Xevaic's: bootleg, extortion Mob ranking system goes as shown...Boss Underboss Consigliere Capo Soldier's / Family There is a infinate number of Soldier's and Family members for this role play, but I am leaving only one slot open for Boss, Underboss, Considliere, and Capo. If you would like, you can make your own crew/ gang for the Soldier's and I will add that to the list. Title - story/plot - Information - Rules - Skeleton - WPW - Opener
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 1:01 pm
 1. Follow All Gaia TOS and Guild TOS.
2. God Moding is Unacceptable.
3. No Flaming.
4. Romance is allowed. Keep it Pg 13
5. Everyone dies... Just make sure you tell me.
6. There is no rule six.
7. Don't post until AFTER you have been accepted.
8. Five sentences minimum unless there is good reason why there is less.
9. This is a Semi Lit to Lit Rp. Keep it that way.
10. PM your profiles. If you post them, you will be denied.
11. Title your PM:pop pop bang bang
12. Follow the Character outline given. Take things out if your not using them. Put extra information under extra.
13. Don't over do it on the cursing.
14. Three strikes and your black listed.
15. Tell me if you will be gone or if you want to leave this RP. I won't be offended.
16. Keep add on's simple. Pictures 300X300 pixels MAX.
17. If you are removed, then you forfeit that slot and character
18. No Character Limit. Just make sure you play all of them.
EXTRAS:
- Everyone is liable for their own movement and actions to move his/her character forward.
Example: included but no limited to - other no named officers, civilians, and areas of the city.
Rules are subject to change at any time.Title - story/plot - Information - Rules - Skeleton - WPW - Opener
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 1:04 pm
 - Use this for all characters. - Color the profile to the color your posting in. - If the information doesn't apply to your character TAKE IT OUT!- PLEASE give extensive detail when possible! I DO NOT want weak profiles! - Go to the Character Vault for examples of Profiles - If your finding it hard to figure out what color you want. Go here... 142+ text colorsMafia:
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[size=20][color=steelblue]Enter Title Here[/color][/size]
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[b]Picture:[/b]
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[b]Character Name:[/b]
[b]Job Title:[/b]
[b]Family:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Race:[/b] (If your Human, then please give what kind of human - Japanese, British, Albanian, what?)
[b]Height:[/b]
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[b]Power(s):[/b] (If any)
[b]Special Talents:[/b] (if any)
[b]Persona:[/b]
[b]Background:[/b]
[b]Profile Color:[/b] ( The color you will be posting as your character in.)
[b]Extra:[/b] (opt)
Cops and Civilians
[img]http://i1234.photobucket.com/albums/ff418/animatedalli/RP Signs/250x75.png[/img]
[size=20][color=steelblue]Enter Title Here[/color][/size]
[size=14][color=dimgray]brief description[/color][/size]
[size=16][color=goldenrod]enternamehere[/color] [color=MidnightBlue]enternamehere[/color]
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[b]Picture:[/b]
[b]Gaian Name:[/b]
[b]Character Name:[/b]
[b]Job Title:[/b] (if any)
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Race:[/b] (If your Human, then please give what kind of human - Japanese, British, Albanian, what?)
[b]Height:[/b]
[b]Weight:[/b]
[b]Power(s):[/b] (If any)
[b]Special Talents:[/b] (if any)
[b]Persona:[/b]
[b]Background:[/b]
[b]Profile Color:[/b] ( The color you will be posting as your character in.)
[b]Extra:[/b] (opt)
Title - story/plot - Information - Rules - Skeleton - WPW - Opener
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 1:17 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 1:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 1:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 1:20 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 1:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 1:39 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 1:56 pm
Title - story/plot - Information - Rules - Skeleton - WPW - Opener
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 8:17 pm
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Work was hard once again and Lilla gave a gentle sigh as she ascended down the steps of the hospital and onto the main street. She caught the last trolly of the night and sat down in one of the seats. It zoomed past the closing shops and the opening night clubs, and finally stopped at her cross road. There she got off and began walking down one of the darker streets heading towards the family apartment that use to belong to her father during his time as the boss of the family. She was only a few blocks away. Her heels made a click clacking sound on the pavement and she carried her coat with her. It was a bit warm this time of year and she didn't mind it. Still dressed in her nurse's uniform, the white cotton felt the breeze that pulled through and she pushed down the edges of the uniform before it blew all the way up. She blushed gently and was grateful for for the darkness of the night to cover up the blush as a few men whistled in her direction. She turned to look at them as they rounded the corner and gave a sharp sigh about it before moving on.
He sat on the couch in his study, his current victim moaning while limply laying in his lap. He heaved lightly as he wiped his mouth of the blood he just drank. If he didn't kill her soon, he would have to turn her, and there was already a plethora of newly turned vampires in the family. He was the oldest and the one who ruled over the vampire family; The Noah's. Victor looked down at his victim of the night and smirked. He liked this woman a lot, she had made him laugh, and filled his cold heart with a kind of warmth he had not felt in ages. Picking her up he kissed her neck and she moaned as he licked the wounds he had inflicted upon her before sinking his teeth in her once more and finishing her off. He pulled off just seconds before her life was over and watched as the girls eyes dimmed and glazed over with death. He smirked and let her go limp, falling to the floor. Dinner was finished with and now he had to get down to business.
Delila was sitting at one of the larger tables with a glass of wine in hand. The other members of the Russio family around her. This was something of a norm for her on the nights before the full moon. A small curl of a smile curled onto her lips and she whispered into her friends ear. Her friend giggled and she drained her glass. Setting it down on the table she got up and began making her way outside. A sweet and innocent smile on her face. She covered a yawn and walked out to stand outside in the cool breeze. She sniffed the air and looked around. Where was that smell coming from... what was that smell. She sniffed again and frowned. It was someone from one of the more human families in the mafia. She hated that smell, she hated humans but she dealt with them day in and day out with a smile plastered to her face because it was her job.
"Common!" he yelled as he threw down the dice onto the table. A girl hung onto his arm, and the sounds of the commons laughter at different tables as people cheered and awwed at other things. He waited for the dice to land with his eyes closed praying to anything but god. The negative aww sound was enough for him to hang his head. Opening his eyes he looked at his dice... snake eyes. He sighed and saw all of his winnings go over to the dealer. "Damn" he casually for someone who just lost hundreds of dollars. He reached into his pocket and withdrew a pack of cigarettes and matches. Striking it, he lit his cigarette, and smoldered the match. Shrugging, he walked off just when he heard someone win on his numbers. "Son of a..." he said and went over to the bar. Getting a whiskey on the rocks he sat back watching the family business reap the benefits of the people who came in to spend their money. He eyes a few ladies, but kept to himself. Tonight was going to be a easy one.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 4:22 pm
In one of the many underground smuggling warehouses of the Xevaic family, Aimee McVel stood with a small frown on her face as with a single thought she moved several hundred pound boxes into neat stacks as other men worked. It was a boring job, an easy job, but it gave her something to do and something useful to practice using her powers on- precise control on heavy mass. Many of othe members of the Xevaic family had more powers than her or were stronger than her in many aspects, but her telekenisis was unparallel. Moving the last box from the truck she turned to leave.
"Leaving so soon, McVel?" Asked one of the workers, sounding disapointed. He was sixteen or seventeen and tended to forget she was his senior in age and much his senior in position.
She raised one of her thin brows over her gray eyes and replied, "I have more important things to do than supervising you lot. I trust all of you can deliver this shipment properly." With a small, cold, and dismissive smile she left the warehouse for the street, pulling on her green jacket, though she didn't need it (it was a warm night) over an orange t-shirt. As she walked down the street she calmly tried to block out the noise, smells, and sight. It never seemed to work, but she liked to try. When you could remember everything little things became a bother.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 7:42 pm
 ׺°”˜`”°º×ＶＩＣＴＯＲ ＪＡＭＥＳ ＮＯＡＨ׺°”˜`”°º× Victor stood by the window of his study looking out at the lit up city before him. All of this could be his one day if he played his cards right. He has a feeling that it was going to take some time because of the other family members, but figured eventually it would be his. He just had to get rid of the others, and then everything will be perfect. He heard the screams from another room sounding that the next round of girls had come in from the cold. He chuckled at their screams but kept to himself. His only movement was to look back at the girl he drained just moments ago, and then back out at the city beyond his window.
If he wanted others for the night, he would have to make his move soon. Grabbing his jacket, he moved to the other room and smirked. "Got some business to take care of..."he said to the lot of them. They dropped the limp bodies of the young ladies and wiped their mouths of the blood before grabbing their things and heading out.
The boys cackled liked hyena's in the back of the car while Victor sat up front with the driver. The night was boring so far, and the only thing on his mind was the deal that was about to go down tonight. He was going behind the rest of the mafia families for a large financial interest that would benefit him and the Noah family. He needed to secure something away from the other families, otherwise he could never break away like how he wanted to. That was something only him and a few select knew about.
He sighed and watched as the lights, buildings, and people flew by in the car while they drove through the city, headed towards the industrial portion. It was near the docks, and out of the way. A shipment was coming in, and he needed to be down there, otherwise he could have sent someone else to do this kind of work. The Russians were coming in tonight, bringing a nice shipment of fresh blood and some other items with them.
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