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 Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 7:43 pm
Mafia rp
Too lazy to make a plot XP
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 7:53 pm
 
First his father losing the company, then his father going into debt and now....now his father had disappeared leaving him with the debt- living in a small run down apartment away from the life of luxury he was so used to.... How was someone who had always been pampered supposed to survive on their own anyway? He couldn't cook... He just managed to do his laundry properly... cleaning was difficult and finding a job was proving to be difficult. All in all, things were bad for the young man.
The sandy blonde haired male sat in a tattered chair, his head in his hands as he hunched over- beep blue orbs closed lightly as he tried to fend off the impending head ache. He couldn't go to school as he couldn't afford it, not that he really wanted to show his face to the population at this point.... The young man was liked well enough- just extremely useless besides perhaps his book smarts. <********" He breathed as he lifted his head, running his fingers through curly locks, which had been combed out messily.
"Damn it!" he practically shouted as he stood up abruptly, knocking the chair over as he started to pace. What was he supposed to do now? He didn't live an average life- he'd always been in the lap of luxury but for the past few days he found himself eating more instant food than he had ever had in his life.
How was he supposed to deal with this debt? It was huge! And he couldn't even find a steady job....
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 8:33 pm
 Alister Nicholas Gray Ring. Ring. And with the third ring, someone finally answered the phone. The young man yawned and stretched while listening to the person on the other line as they babbled on about who knows what. It wasn't much importance so he had left the phone on his bed as he got out and stood up, opening the blinds to reveal a pretty clean and organized room. He rarely used his bedroom but last night had been so frustrating that he had to get a couple drinks in him so that he could calm himself. Of course that then lead to him getting drunk and thus passing out on his bed. Needless to say he needed a good night sleep and aside from a mild head ache from being hung over he felt refreshed. He stared out of the window for a moment before turning and heading into his bathroom, stripping his clothes off and throwing them into the basket where a maid would come in later to wash his clothes. He walked into the shower and took a nice cold shower to help fully wake him up.
Once his morning routine was done with, he got dressed casually and walked back out, realizing he left his phone on the bed. Upon grabbing it he could still hear the person on the other line talking. Rolling his eyes he hung up and slid his phone into the pocket of his pants before heading out of the door. Of course he didn't leave without his trusty two trust hand guns which were concealed in his jacket since he was wearing holsters to hold his guns.
Many would wonder if he was some kind of under cover cop, but the truth of the matter is that he was part of a modern day Mafia group. Well not just part of...he was right at the top as one of the leaders. Typically it would be one but in this case his father (before he died) made it clear that he wanted both his sons to take charge and in essence...share the leadership role.
It had been decided that he would take care of the business end (which was honestly the nastier side of this job) and his brother would take care of getting jobs, assigning things to others and keeping up appearances. His brother rarely got his hands dirty.
But it didn't matter to him as he focused on himself and made sure to get the jobs done. Alister was perfectly fine with being the one to have to get his hands dirty and take care of business when needed. The most was having to track down those who owed the Gray family a lot of money. He was as they called the "Debt Collector" a rather harmless term but in reality a man no one ever wanted to hear from or see in person.
And so Alister was now tasked to find anyone from the Licoln family so that he could discuss the dept that needed to be paid within the end of the year or heads would roll. And at last he got the call he was waiting for. Answering he asked, "So got the address?"
"Yeah got it right here, I'll text it to you. The guy is still in the apartment so if you get here soon you'll catch him."
"Right, thanks." He hung up and headed out of his home and into his sleek black motorcycle. Putting his helmet on he revved the engine and soon rode off toward Jasper's apartment. According to the address he got, it was a mere ten minutes away.
In time...and after disobeying a few street laws, Alister arrived at the apartment complex. Though he was there on business he would do his best to be patient and show kindness upon the first meetings as to not scare away the guy. And so making his way up he found the apartment as he knocked on the door three times then waited.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 8:57 pm
Eventually Jasper had stopped his pacing and decided to make himself something to eat...which included a frozen meal that he'd picked up from the corner store.... which in his opinion tasted just like cardboard. With a heavy sigh he ended up throwing away more than half of it, unable to really make himself stomach the stuff. He caught a glimpse of himself in a mirror and nearly cringed, he looked tired...and slightly haggard. Jasper was a handsome young man, so even when he looked this tired...well, he was easy on the eyes. Just as he turned to pick up a pile of resumes he had made for himself he heard a knock at the door- his stomach churning slightly... that couldn't be a good thing.
After taking a moment to collect himself the blonde walked over to the door and pulled it open, meeting the other males gaze evenly "Hello, is there...something I can help you with?" He voiced, already getting that horrible feeling that things were about to go down hill even farther.
The only people who knew where he lived...well, were likely to be debt collectors. "Though I can...guess- I think." He added under his breath- leaning against the door frame. He didn't really want to argue or anything... but these people probably didn't know that his dad had disappeared yet... the useless old guy. Leaving his only son a debt like this.....
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 9:14 pm
Alister Nicholas Gray For once he wouldn't mind meeting someone who looked decent and clean shaved but then again those who were in debt always tended to be a big mess. And as expected when the man opened the door, Alister stared at the usual victim. Rather than commenting on how the young man appeared he simply gave a nod and took his sunglasses off. "Yes, I'd like to speak with you for a moment. I'm here to maybe put you at ease...maybe." He then let himself in as he walked into the apartment. Looking around he spotted the living room and sat down on the arm chair while waiting for the young man to join him.
Opening up his jacket he purposely flashed one of his guns to show that if there was any resistance at any point...Alister wouldn't hesitate to use his weapon. It also showed that he wasn't some normal debt collector. He then pulled out a booklet, opening it and flipped through the pages for a while before speaking, "Ah here we go, Licoln. Japser Licoln son of (insert his dads name) Licoln." Closing the book after seeing the amount of money the family needed to pay he put it back and looked at the young man.
"The name is Alister Gray," He figured that his name would be enough for the young man to have a clue as to who he was. If not he went on to say, "Not sure if you know this, but your dad did some business with my family a while back and do to ignoring us for quite some time...well he hadn't paid off his loan and the debt has increased more. We've been a bit busy with other things to come and crack down on your family about repaying us but now I have the time. And so I'm here to collect what is needed to be collected." He then reached into his pocket where he pulled out a piece of paper and slid it over to Jasper. On it was a number that his father owed. The number was currently "863,975 thousand dollars".
"I'll tell you this Mr. Licoln, when I personally come to collect...that's usually a bad sign but I'll allow you to plead your case and hear you out as to why I had to personally come here to collect the money." He leaned back and waited for the male to respond.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 9:49 pm
Jasper didn't say a word as the man basically let himself in, staying at the door for a moment, before he turned to follow him into the 'living room', taking a seat on the couch. He knew he had been right- this man was indeed a debt collector and not one that he wanted to.... mess with. He forced himself to keep a straight face, already knowing the amount of money his father owed. Finally he lifted a hand- running it through his hair as a heavy sighed slipped from his lips.
"Plead my case huh...." He muttered, before a chuckle slipped from his lips as he shook his head. "You mean plead my fathers case. Who disappeared and left me his debt...me being someone who can't even work properly.... Just some spoiled rich brat I guess" He stated, leaning back on the couch - slumping slightly.
It's funny, the guns hadn't even fazed him, but maybe that was because he didn't care anymore. He'd literally lost everything- family, future, his home...everything he was used to- literally ripped away in a matter of days. And he hadn't even learned of his fathers debt until the last minute...until it was too late to change the old coots mind.
"So hey.. I'm taking suggestions- got any?" He added, straightening his posture slightly...he shouldn't look so unsightly..... Disheveled perhaps, but not slumping... "No.... I'll figure something else- least I'll try. "
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 10:00 pm
Alister Nicholas Gray "Your case, his case, same thing," Alister replied while fishing out a box of cigarettes from his breast pocket. Pulling one out he put it between his lips and lit it, taking in a deep puff of smoke before letting the smoke fill the air. He looked at the male for a moment before putting his feet up down on the table while taking another drag of the cigarette. "Hmmm..." he thought for a while, thinking over what Jasper had said. He was feeling rather merciful today and so he came up with an idea.
"I have three suggestions actually. Number one would be to kill yourself, two would be to wait until I come back to kill you myself or three would be to sell us your body. That way you'll be immune and the only person we'll go after is your father and if we find him we'll most likely kill him if he can't pay his dept. Now before you say anything, by selling your body to us it merely gives us a right to make you do whatever we want. It involves nothing sexual...unless we decide to whore you out for a bit." He shrugged and brought the cigarette back to his lips.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 1:01 pm
Jasper watched the other male pull out his cigarettes, biting his tongue as he remembered that this was a smoke free apartment...but he kept quiet- averting his gaze for a moment as he let out a slow, tense, breath. His gaze slid back to the man as he spoke again- kill himself? ... that was unlikely- he liked living and didn't exactly have a death wish despite the fact that his life was going to all hell.
The male sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as if to fend off a headache as he thought over what the man had just said...well, it wasn't like he really had any other option... "Well, I know I should probably go on and beg you not to kill him...yadda yadda- but I've never really been a part of his fan club." He muttered, dropping his hand to his lap.
Did this man realize that Jasper was a rich mans son? Someone who had been pampered to the point where he didn't even know how to cook for himself.... "I don't know... if I can be much use... But hey. It's better than the first two options, no?" He mused, chuckling softly under his breath and he smiled in a very...self deprecating manner. He could only imagine how useless he must seem- and the fact that he was over tired, underfed and not particularly well groomed right now... well, he was far more handsome when cleaned up.
"So sign me up... I'll do what I can- or y'know, die trying cause those seem to be my only options now.."
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2014 6:22 pm
Alister Nicholas Gray "Look at it this way, you'll be working to pay off a debt, in this case your fathers dept until we find him and then we'll leave you be. Of course you could stick around if you end up liking it," He grinned while standing up and smothering out his cigarette on the males table as he left it there while making his way toward the door. "But don't worry, we'll make you do the work no one wants to do. Like cleaning, getting food for everyone..so on and so forth. I'll put you on errand boy duty. A car will come get you in an hour so gather anything you want to take, you don't live here anymore." With a playful wink he walked out and made sure the door shut behind him.
Putting his sunglasses on he headed down to his car and once inside he drove off to the "office" where he had several things to take care of. There was still the mess he had to take care of and it would take a couple days to get things back to normal.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2014 6:46 pm
The blondes eyes followed the other males cigarette as he put it out on the table...what a lovely guy he was turning out to be. "mm... sounds great" He muttered as he stood from his chair, watching Alister make his way to the door. He said nothing as the door closed, letting out a heavy exhale when he was finally alone. Well, this was...going to royally suck.
He moved to pack his bag, realizing that he didn't really have a huge amount and...well, nothing really sentimental besides a picture of his mother and her journal which he was careful to pack- making sure to wrap the picture frame in a shirt as he tucked it into his bag. After that...well, he decided that he might as well clean himself up a bit- going out as he was wasn't something he wanted to do. So he found his suit and wandered to the bathroom where he basically groomed himself, shaving, running wet fingers through his hair to tame the curls, and changing into the suit. at least he had remembered to grab one... It seemed like a good idea at the time.
He spared a glance at the mirror, satisfied to see that he had actually cleaned up quite well... He looked good. And now...he had to wait. There was still around ten minutes to go...and so he sat down on the couch again, tapping his foot as he clutched his bag against his stomach. He didn't have much of anything... he hadn't taken much.
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2014 12:38 am
Alister Nicholas Gray
Finally after the hour was up, a car pulled up in front of the apartment complex as he got there right on the dot. The driver honked and waited for Jasper to come out and get in. He rolled down his window a bit enough to let the smoke spew out of the window as he turned the radio on, listening to nice smooth jazz music. He looked pretty much like a body guard. While waiting he heard his phone buzzing in his pocket so pulling it out he checked to see who was calling. Seeing the name he immediately put the volume down and answered.
"I'm here now sir. Yes? Yes I'll do that. 5:30? Got it." He nodded and hung up, putting the phone back into his pocket and turning the music back on. He hummed along with the song playing in the background.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 3:13 pm
Jasper heard the car pull up, his gaze shifting to the door as he sat there for a moment longer, pulling himself together. He jumped when he heard the horn go off, sighing as he got to his feet and walked to the door, grasping his bag which he slung over his shoulder. He made his way down the rickety steps and towards the car- finding that even the vehicle was somewhat imposing… But that's what one would expect from the mafia he supposed. 'Well Jasper, kiss your a** goodbye'
He pulled open the back door- figuring the guy probably wouldn't want him up front with him- and was instantly hit by a wave of smoke which he waved away with his hand as he climbed into the car. "Uh…hi.. Jasper Licoln" He murmured, figuring he might as well introduce himself. Though he also had a feeling this guy knew who he was anyways, but…well, he valued a polite introduction- even if he didn't expect one in return.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 11:24 pm
Alister Nicholas Gray
Once Jasper was in the car and the door was shut, the man simply drove off toward the destined location. He didn't say anything for a moment but once reaching up and pinching the cigarette gently between his fingers and pulling it away from his lips he replied, "Name's RJ, but evrryone calls me Port and I suggest ya do the same son." He glanced back at Jasper while a stream of smoke spewed from his nose. He turned his gaze back to the street's as he turned the volume of the music down low a bit. "Guessin' you chose between life and death hm? If ya ask me kid, ya should have gone with death and slipped outta town then outta the country. But Mr. Gray has a way of makin' people choose what he wants them ta."
He fell silent for a moment. Just by his appearance, taste in music and his voice it was clear he was an older gentleman, around his 60's to be in fact. The man had fairly light skin for being considered a colored man and sure enough his taste in music would have any snotty person retort with a "figures" kinda comment. His position in this mafia family was seen as a pretty low ranking position but truthfully he was probably the most trusted man Alister confided in. But of course the importance of RJ was another story.
While driving he continued the conversation with the young man in the back, "Allow me to give you a bit of advice son, keep yer head down and listen to what Mr. Gray tells ya. You do that and things will become mighty fine fer you. You got pretty lucky if ya ask me. Being Mr. Gray's new servant is the easiest job one can get. It ain't my place but that's what I'm assuming I'm taking you to his house fer. If not I'm mighty sorry son." There was no telling what he meant by 'i'm sorry son' but it was probably not good. Finally they pulled into a gated home as he drove up to a rather nice estate. He parked in front of the house and waited for Jasper to get out.
"Good luck to ya," With the tip of his none existent hat he drove off once the door was shut again. The old man was rather odd but over all a fairly nice man.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 12:36 am
Jasper chuckled softly under his breath as the other male told him that he should have slipped out of town "It's nice to met you Port. And I don't think that would have been wise… something tells me I wouldn't have made it very far with just the clothes on my back." He voiced, letting his eyes close for a moment as he listened to the music. To be perfectly honest he preferred jazz music to the standard rock and pop music the industry pumped out nowadays.
"What song is this? I don't think I have it and…well, It's catchy" He commented, knowing it might be weird to ask. But he genuinely liked it. He listened to the others advice, akin in a deep breath before he let it out slowly- shrugging his shoulders slightly. "I'll take your advice and pray it does me good. But hey…. Chances are luck won't be on my side anyway…..anyways…Thank you Port" He voiced as he slid out of the car, grabbing his bag as he did so.
He watched the man drive off before he turned on heel to look at the house, whistling under his breath- it was nice. Well, of course it was nice- he was one of the higher ups in the Mafia…. "Oh well" He grumbled as he approached the building and held down the button for a moment, waiting for a response.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 11:41 pm
Alister Nicholas Gray
The door swung open as a woman stepped out while still talking to someone inside. Okay, more like yelling. "You be sure to tell that stubborn a** to come see me. Don't make me come back here or I will chop down his door with an ax! Argh!" She turned around putting her sunglasses on as she glanced over at Jasper before heading down the stairs where another car pulled in as if on cue. The man got out, rushed to the door and opened it for her as she got in and after shutting the door he rushed back to the drivers seat and drove off.
The door was left open but a young woman walked over to shut it. She was wearing a grey uniform and an apron which would suggest she was most likely a servant. Seeing Jasper she blinked for a bit but quickly came to a realization. "Oh you must be here to see Mr. Gray yes?" She motioned for him to come in and once inside she shut the door and motioned for him to follow her. She headed up the stairs as they walked down a long hall and turned into a room where a door was left open. Upon walking in it was obviously an office. At the desk was Alister as he looked up to see the two as he waved the woman away.
She left the two as she shut the door to give them privacy. Alister then stood as he walked to the mini fridge installed in the wall as he opened it and pulled out two bottles of coca cola. He sat down and held one out clearly offering it to Jasper. He wasn't asking if he wanted it, he was telling him to take it. "Sit," he stated while pushing some papers aside and waited.
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