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This is the IC to the RP: Welcome to the Family. This is a Modern-Mafia genre Roleplay, sign up in the IC, as we are still currently recruiting members.

Here is the OOC.

"Never shame the Family."

The streets of NYC are as filthy as can be. Guns, Drugs, Money... these are the foundation of which the underworld of the City rely upon. There are two main families, each with their heirs whom are the most important, and the head of the family. The streets are torn between them, and for now a cease fire only for the week of Christmas. Even the cops are intertwined in a circle of corruption and power. Fight for the family, and for fame, money, and all the glories with it. But be careful, these Sharks smell blood.

The IC is now Open

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Marcus opened the back door of the black Cadillac, a man in a white collared shirt, black blazer, and black slacks walks out following Marcus into the apartment complex, he rose his left hand as a the driver about the exit closed the door, staying the car as signaled. He pressed a buzzer, as he looked into a camera, then pressed the buzzer again getting impatient. He looked towards the bigger man next to him, who was smiling to show his worth to Marcus. Marcus nodded as he broke down the door, and took out a gun, loading it, turning off the safety, as Marcus and the man went up the stairs to the 3rd floor.

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We're all numbers in one way or another. Comprised of countless atoms and spinning around in some endless cosmic dance that we've only barely begun to calculate.

Lisa walked around her family house, pacing back and forth. Her long black hair pulled up into a bun. Her eyes kept looking to the clock every now and again. She sighed, Marcus was suppose to be back ages ago. Her father was busy as usual, Macus's right hand man well Lisa didn't really know where he was. Her boyfriend well he would properly be doing something importent she guessed. She sighed and sat down in a old armchair, her long slender legs swung over one side. She leant her head back and shut her eyes, if anyone came home then she would hear them well at least she hoped she would. She could not help herself and soon her eyes where shut as she fell into a deep sleep.

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Frankie sat at a park bench and lit a cigarrete in his mouth. He blew the smoke into the very cold winter air. Snow started to fall but not so much , just flurries. He ruffled his leather jacket closer so he could get warmer and then he appeared. A clerk for the police precinct got out of his newly bought mazda and walked into a restraunt across the street. This guy had been tipping off the police were drug running was being held and other jobs. He snitched on the people he was snitching for and now it was his time to end. This kill will be Frankie's thirty-second kill in the 4 years he has been working for the family.

He saw the man leave the store and get into his car taking a bite out of a slice of pizza he had no doubt just bought. Frankie stood up and hurredly walked across the street to the car. He knocked on the window and seeing a friendly face the man rolled it down.

"Frankie, my man, what can I do for yah?"
"You can die, Mike, you can die."
"Excuse me?"

and with that 3 silenced bullets went through the open window into into the man's chest and neck. Frankie put the gun away and walked away from the car whistling his girlfriends favorite song. He got into his black Escalade and drove off to meet Lisa, and go out for lunch. When he got in the car and started it up he flipped open his cell and it rang immediately calling the Don. "Yes sir, its done........Im currently heading to your place to pick up Lisa..........yes sir I will, bye." and with that he was on his way.


5 MINUTES LATER

Frankie stepped from the outside cold to the inside warmth of his boses home. He wandered into the art room and found Lisa laying asleep. He smiled and bent over the couch kissing her on the forhead, "Wake up sweetheart, was wonderin if u wanted to go to Lunch"

Lisa's eyes fluttered open and she saw Frankie standing over her. She smiled and stretched a little. She loved being with Frankie, he made her feel safe and loved. She still couldn't believe they had been together for 3 years and still going strong, it was more than she could wish for and at least her father liked him.

"Wake up sweetheart, was wonderin if u wanted to go to Lunch" Lisa nodded, pushing herself up from the couch she walkd over to the mirror and began to comb her fingers through her hair quickly. "Do i look alright?" She asked, her long slender fingers rubbing away the excess mascara that had flaked around her eyes. She pulled a face, "I look horrible don't i?" She moaned, as she turned to face him.

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Marcus took a brief look at his cellphone, he glanced at the text messages on his blackberry. Although they weren't about "wsup; lol how u doin" they were more like responses or updates on operations under his control. He looked up at a man smoking a cigarette with a black cap, brown leather jacket with a green hoodie, and jeans. He nodded towards him, as he sat up, putting his newspaper down, and getting up from his seat at the end of the hallway. He took out a pistol and held it with both hands, obviously pre-loaded for his personal safety, as he walked up to a door, Marcus and his man following. Marcus grabbed the cigarette out of his mouth, "No smoking" He said looking at the sign, flicking the cigarette out the window nearby. He didn't want un-wanted attraction from annoying bystanders in the apartment complex who were irritated by the smoke. Not now.

The man with the outheld pistol knocked on the door, "Open the door James." He said, Marcus stood silently, both hands holding each other behind his back, as he nodded towards the man with the less formal dressing, whom was already waiting for his permission. "Yessir, I know he's in there, he came not too long before you." He busted open the door, as there was a boy no older than 15 holding up a gun shooting wildly at Marcus' spy, who fell backwards, Marcus' guard shot at the boy once only to disarm him, Marcus never wanted any underages dead, because they were always the potential that could be next to him, protecting him when something like that happens again.

"Where is your father, boy?" Marcus' goon demanded, kicking his gun away, as Marcus took his Baretta, which was strapped near his vest, under his coat pocket, and aimed it at the boy's head.

"Don't be cowardly James. The boy will die otherwise." A man in his mid forties with signs of silver streaks stepped out, no women or children there. Marcus knew that they were already hidden, especially if James new he was going to betray the family. "Hmph. You should know I'm not trustworthy if you have already failed your worth to me." He shot the kid in the head, as his guard shot James in the knee to prevent him from running, walking up to him and making sure he had no weapons.

Marcus looked at his blackberry while the guard dragged James outside into the apartment elevator, Marcus following soon after. He texted Vaeth: Take care of Lisa for me. I'm finishing some business.

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The world has no use for another scared man.

We're all numbers in one way or another. Comprised of countless atoms and spinning around in some endless cosmic dance that we've only barely begun to calculate.

"Baby you look better than ever." Frankie responded as he sat down on the couch. "So where do you wanna go eat? If its anywhere nice you might wanna change into somthing alittle more casual." Frankie loved being with Lisa she was the arrow to his bow, he would do anything for her and for the family he was very dedicated.

"I am dressed casual darling." She laughed, throwing her hair into a bun. She sighed and left her face and hair the why it was. She walked over and perched herself on Frankie's lap. "I'm a little worried about Marcus, he was meant to be home an hour ago! He hasn't even called me or nothing." She whispered, making sure to keep her voice low just in case anyone was listening.

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Shen was sipping oolong tea in his office while reading the newspaper. His penthouse was so peaceful, you wouldn't have thought that it's the heart of the Feng Dao 88, one of the most influential gangsters that ever hit the streets of New York. His business suit was crisp and clean but was slightly littered with the crumbs of the strawberry shortcakes from the small china plate nearby. He was about to take another sip when a soft knock came from his door.

He gently set down his cup on the rightful saucer and folded his paper in half. A bald chinese man about 7' high entered solemnly and stood silently in front of him. The man was Lao Chang, not officially his right hand man but one that he trusted more. Chang was dressed in white turtleneck with a black jecket over him. His face was so ugly, children hide away from him at first glance.

"What news do you have for me, Chang? Your face doesn't look too happy about reporting it to me."

"I doubt it'll make you any more happy than I am."

Shen merely nodded while popping another shortcake into his mouth, prompting him to continue by waving his finger.

"One of out information node disappeared a few minutes ago."

Shen chewed the shortcake until it was finished before making a slight frown.

"Who?"

"Mike Roland. He was our inside man for the Guercio Family. It looks like he was found out."

"They're walking on thin ice by not attacking one of ours directly, the cease fire is still in effect. Tiu. Our other assets are still intact?"

Lao Chang nodded once confirming Shen's curiousity.

"They took one of our eyes, we will take one of theirs. I'll leave this up to you."

Lao Chang simply gave a small nod and left the office. Shen leaned on his highback chair and opened his desk drawer. There, in a glass case frosted with the pattern of two tigers, lay his signature stainless steel guns. The pair still shone brightly even from 18 years of inactive use. He closed the drawer again and popped in another strawberry shortcake into his mouth.

Frankie hugged Lisa and kissed her neck and then placing her on he couch next to him he stood up. "So where do you want to go?" He askes lighting a ciggarette and opening the sliding door leading outside. He took out his phone and text the following to Marcus: Im with Lisa, did plans go accordingly? respond. FM

"Don't mind." She laughed, laying back on the couch and watching him smoke. She pulled a face. "Do you have to smoke? It's such a disgusting habit." She moaned, her eyes looking at him.

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