The Short of It:
A neo noir crime thriller set in a fictionalised version of Dublin, Northern Ireland; Black Dove is the story of the Duffy Crime family and those touched by their thirst for power and control. A mixture of crime, drama, romance, comedy and surrealism are all ever present in this dark reflection of Dublin. Taking inspiration from epic crime thrillers like The Wire and The Soprano’s (with just a little hint of Sin City in there) our goal in this rp is to build a universe, more so through the development of characters, relationships and interesting interlocking storylines, rather than “Hey, I’m a gangster, I’m gonna shoot you”.

If this is something you’re interested in, READ ON!

The Story So Far:


”The Original Black Dove gang”

It all began with a handshake. Brendan Duffy has just returned home from WW1 and with what little money he had managed to save, he opened up his own carpentry store. Business was slow to start, he needed money to keep himself afloat. With that in mind, he came into contact with Domnhall Donnelly, a local crime figure and with a handshake, Donnelly handed Brendan a hefty some of money to keep his business going. To make sure Brendan kept up his end of the bargain, Domnhall sent his daughter, Faye to keep an eye on him. Of course, like any good old fashioned gangster story, they fell in love. Faye had a wicked mind and seeing Brendan’s soft nature, she convinced him to murder her father; which he promptly did so with a saw. Through this act, Faye gained control of her father’s empire and became known throughout the Irish underworld as the Black Dove. She and Brendan married and had a large family, settling down at a farm just outside of the growing city.


The Carpenter and The Dove: Brendan and Faye meet for the first time and thus begins a dynasty

Over the intervening decades, the Duffy Crime Family grew with each generation bringing new skills and new horrors to the table. The Black Dove became the symbol of their family as well as the logo for their family business: Duffy Windows and Doors Manufacture. Now in the 21st Century, the Duffy’s still rule over Dublin with an iron fist. An extended network of family members and associates placed in the most pivotal and most powerful positions in the city keep the family on the throne but that doesn’t stop enemies trying to take the crown.

November 1st 2014, a Black Dove lands in the centre of the road, a low winter sun rises and an Irish Crime Story begins…..


The Black Dove’s Playground

Character Sheet
(to be sent to me via pm)

Appearance: (RL pic please)
Name:
Nickname: (If Applicable)
Age:
Place of Birth:
Family: (Only immediate family needed here)
Relationship Status:
Occupation: (Legitimate and Illegal if applicable)
Personality and History: (Three and above paragraphs)
Extra: (Anything else you want to add)

Rules

1. We're in the casual section, so no one-liners. At least one paragraph of detailed content per post.
2. Respect each other and treat each other as equals, any disagreements take to PM.
3. If there is a problem between players the GM's will help solve it so that we can do what we came to do - have fun and write something riveting.
4. Cussing, gore and romance is fine, but if you're getting into serious territory, please fade to black or move to pm.
5. If you don't post within a week we'll check in with you and if we don't get a response we'll remove your character from play in a fitting manner.
6. Two main characters is the limit
7. Have a good time
8. Follow all general RPG rules

THE GLOW OF VIOLENCE

Name:
- Ronan William Duffy

Nickname:
- Ro – By his Mother
- Ripper – Never said to his face

Age:
- 27

Place of Birth:
- Dublin, Northern Ireland

Family:
- Fergal Duffy – Father
- Esther Duffy (nee Finnegan) – Mother
- 3 brothers and 4 sisters (to be named)

Relationship Status:
- To Be Confirmed

Occupation:
- Site Surveyor – Duffy Windows and Doors Manufacture
- Thief and Hitman for the Family



Personality and History:
Born one of eight children, you would think that Ronan would need to fight for the attention of his parents. This however was not the case. From an early age it became obvious that Ronan only ever needed himself, everyone else was just an accessory. He seemed numb and cold even to his siblings. His youngest sister once accurately characterised him thusly:

”You can look into Ronan’s eyes and he’ll greet you with the most charming smile but behind his gaze, he simply isn’t there. He’s ice, cold and transparent”

It seemed that Ronan could not find the joy in anything until he started becoming immersed in the destructive world that his family had built over a 100 years. Through his initiation into the criminal fraternity at the age of fourteen, Ronan began to display hidden aspects of his personality. He is menacing, unpredictable, dangerous, wicked, dastardly, somewhat unreasonable and cocky to a fault. The most joy to ever come out of Ronan was when he was beating someone with his fists. This elation led him into the underground fight scene, where he still thrives to this day. The glow of violence has completely seduced him and he often uses it as a release for any pent up emotions. Ronan considers fighting fun, and tries to get as much fun as he can, even taking deadly risks to drag out fights for as long as possible. He limits his skills in order to make fights last longer, using. He constantly smiles when engaging in a fight with a formidable opponent which can be somewhat unnerving. He firmly believes the winner is only determined when the other dies. On the flip side of his violent tendencies and general disregard for any life not his own, Ronan is incredibly intelligent and far more cerebral than he is given credit for. It was his idea to build windows and doors that had weaknesses in order to rob a place with ease and it was his idea to plant members of their family overseas in order to build new business.

Despite his general indifference to the world around him, Ronan is by far one of the more loyal members of the family. Willing to do anything for those he loves, Ronan will kill, maim, torment and open a vain for his parents and his siblings and anyone that has the fortune (or misfortune) of finding themselves inside his black heart. He hides himself behind a mask of sanity, appearing calm and jovial to everyone around him but once that bloodlust sets in and that mask slips off, the ripper is ready to play….

Extra:
- Ronan is an avid martial artist and over the years has been earning many styles. He is not a master of any but he tends to amalgamise them all when fighting
- He has a husky called Scooby
- The finger gun (as seen above) is a taunt he uses often when in a fight or preparing to kill someone

Appearance:



Name: Stein

Nickname: N/A

Age: 54

Place of Birth: New York City, NY

Family: No family save for an ex-wife in Cleveland

Relationship Status: Single

Occupation: Pawn broker (legally); Fence, heistman, muscle, etc. for the Duffy Crime Family

Personality and History:

Much about Stein's early life is a mystery. The young man who would become the thief is rumored to have been a locksmith's apprentice, others say he was a mob soldier who went rogue, and then others say he was just birthed from the hard concrete and cold steel of New York. Whatever his origin, Stein first became known in the criminal underworld when as a teenager, he led a small gang of stick-up artists in Baltimore and cleaned a million in cold, hard cash from that city's drug dealers. He moved on and evolved, roaming across the US and robbing anything from banks and armored cars to gun runners and art museums.

Stein's legend grew across the country and abroad as that of an urban legend, the so-called master thief who could never be caught and who always got away no matter the amount of heat on him. Events would transpire that would challenge his reputation as a man who made clean getaways. After a failed bank robbery in Denver, Stein found himself in a town called Justice. Low on cash and having a line to a local crime boss, Stein found himself under the employee of the McKenna Crime Family. His job was to harass their local rivals by robbing any and every front business, stash house, and place where they kept cash. Stein and his small band of thieves met their match when they ran up against a local biker gang. Stein was the sole survivor of both gangs and, with a mob bounty on his head, he had no choice but to flee the country.

He bounced around Europe until he finally found a place to lay low in Ireland. It didn't take long for his old ways to get the best of him and he soon was back robbing local business that were legit and not mob fronts. He eventually caught the eye of the local crime family, the Duffys. They recognized the threat Stein could pose, and they also knew why he was on the run. They came to him with a choice: Either work for them or they would tip off the people in Justice about where he was. Stein took the deal and now works as an associate for the family, running a local pawn shop that fences stolen goods as well as occasionally having to act as an enforcer in family affairs when a strong touch is needed.

Extra:
-- A career criminal who has worked globally, Stein has connections with numerous criminal organizations around the world.

Name: Lee Argo

Nickname: Argo

Age: 25

Place of Birth: Dublin, Ireland

Family:
Gralius Argo (Father)
Martha Argo (Mother)
Simion Argo (Sister)

Relationship Status: Single

Occupation: Collage Student, Informant

Personality and History: Lee has a crazy but kind sense of humor. Sometimes, his jokes are hurtful but he doesn't mean it that way. He get's defensive over sore spots but is all very loyal and trustworthy towards his friends. His sarcasm is hilarious and everything about him is comical and funny. He can be serious when he wants to, especially when people threaten things he loves.

But when Lee gets to work, he becomes cunning, charming, and manipulative. With a thorough understanding of human behavior and tendencies through his collage studies, he is able to determine people's thoughts and predict their reactions with high accuracy.

Lee and his family has been informants for the Black Dove for generations. But he never really knew about anything until he turned 23. His father had been killed by a rival gang, after his funeral the Black Dove came to Lee with the choice of joining the family in order to get revenge on the rival gang ant specify, the killer himself.

Lee accepted there offer and joined the group. After about 2 years Lee began to really see the nitty gritty of the some of the rival gangsters lives, the killing, robbing, stealing, and he wanted to find away to end it without doing any of the dirty work. So Lee became an informant, staying to the shadows, getting the needed information and passing it on.

Name
Keela Annabelle Duffy

Nickname
Lala, Keke, Anna, Belle, and The Duffy Family Treasure.

Age
19

Place of Birth
Dublin, Northern Ireland

Family
Fergal Duffy (Father)
Esther Duffy nee Finnegan (Mother)
Ronan Duffy (Brother)
Olivia Duffy (Sister)
2 brothers and 3 sisters (to be named)
Liam Duffy-Moyer (Son)
Oliver Moyer (Fiance)

Occupation
Unlike her other siblings, she's got no place in the family business. Unable to work with her family, she finds herself pursuing other things. She frequently models and is a dance instructor as well.

Personality
Let's start with the good, right? Well, if people know the Duffys (Particularly her father, sister, and brothers), they find it hard to believe that she's from the brood. She's always got a smile on her face and enjoys life as a whole. It doesn't matter who you come across, everyone will describe Keke pretty much the same as the others; She's very sweet and nurturing but a very free and independent spirit that craves what life has to offer. The girl has a spirit that can't be tamed. She doesn't like when people treat her like she's still a child or tries to make executive decisions for her life. She will fight back if she feels uncomfortable or frustrated.
Speaking of fighting, that's where the Duffy side of her begins to show. She tends to start with a passive aggressive attitude towards her aggressor, but she can easily be pushed into a hyper-aggressive state if the stress or irritation is there. She's a huge advocate for self-expression, especially through various art forms. She's always on about which tattoo she's going to get next and keeps various books filled with drawings and tattoo ideas. One thing you'll hardly see her without is her laptop, phone, camera, and video camera. She's forever interviewing people, just following them with a camera, photographing things, or concocting ideas for her next film project. A lot of her films are art related; She loves making documentaries on dance and art history.

Keela is just this...bubbly person full of energy. She rarely ever sleeps and seems to run just fine even so, often scolded by her friends and family that she needs to sleep more often. It's almost as though she's like a child, worried that as soon as she goes to sleep all of the good stuff will happen. She's a total sweetheart, this girl. Just don't make her mad.

History
Nearly twenty years ago, Keela Annabelle Duffy was born to Fergal and Esther Duffy in a large home on the outskirts of Dublin. She was a rather pampered child, having seven siblings and a mother to constantly dote on her. So, her childhood was pretty normal for a child born in the upper class. But her life wasn't as much the fairytale that her family had painted for her. While she was playing with her friends, attending her classes, and just being a kid, her brothers and sisters were busy pulling off bank heists, overseeing their footsoldiers pushing drugs, and torturing men in their basements for information.

She had no idea that her family was the most powerful and successful crime family in all of Dublin.

She found out later in life, around the age of nine. She overheard her family talking business as they always did after Sunday dinner at their mother's house. She never did let it bother her though. While many children might have been frightened or even shocked at such a revelation, nothing really seemed to change about her. At least not immediately. She slowly began to hang around her siblings more than usual, even going so far as to spy on them. She wanted to be like them. Her eyes were opened and she saw the fear and respect that they commanded with only their silent presence and it was a marvelous thing, even daring to try the same. She didn't want to be like them for the power, oh no. She just didn't want to be the odd one out. Of course, she realized that they went through great lengths to prevent her from finding out about their involvement with the other side of the law, so she was careful not to let on that she knew anything about it. She knew that they weren't about to “show her the ropes” of the family business, so she often did some research of her own. Her “Duffy genes” didn't often come to surface, with the exception of when she was at school and needed to get a message across.

Her family continued to see her as the baby of the bunch, their sweet and innocent little gem.

At least until she got pregnant.

She was young – Going on eighteen but not quite, just a month short. To this day, she has yet to see her relationship as a mistake. His name: Oliver Moyer. Oliver had been somewhat of a body guard for her since she was a child. Whenever things were tense with other families, Ronan would have his closest friend shadow Keela and take her where she needed to go and provide her with whatever she wanted. It shouldn't have been too much of a surprise when the twenty-four year old man fell in love with the teenager, though neither of the starstruck lovers expected to fall into bed with one another so quickly. Still, they did. She was soon enough carrying his child and burdened with their secret. She feared that her father and brothers would kill Oliver if they ever found out that he was the father of Liam (though she was surprised that they didn't at least guess it was him considering they share a middle name and a few genetic features) so she kept her mouth shut. Still, they were understanding of her and supportive during her time of need.

She moved out of her parents' house shortly before the birth of Liam, unable to bear the look of disappointment that she constantly found in Esther's eyes. She bought a large loft in the nicer part of town. It was literally right next door to Oliver. With the aid of her siblings, biological and in-laws, and her lover, she gave birth to a beautiful baby boy and named him after his father and grandfather: Liam Sydney Duffy.

Five months later and their secret is still safe with only a few suspicions aroused.

Cast Status
Main

Extra
| She is a 2nd dan black belt in Taekwondo. |
| She has fourteen years of dance training and thirteen in violin, piano, and guitar. |
| She lives for style and never leaves the house looking “frumpy”. |
| She can tell you anything you want to know about almost any movie. |
| Tattoos: Left arm, right arm, & left foot. |
| She is ambidextrous. |
| All of her tattoos are self-given and designed. |

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Name
Oliver Liam Moyer

Nicknames
Olli and The Mechanic

Age
27

Place of Birth
Talbotshill, Kilkenny, Ireland

Family
Liam Duffy-Moyer (Son)
Keela Duffy (Fiance)

Occupation
Oliver works at a small garage in his spare time but is paid by the family to guard Keela and Liam. He's also well put to use as muscle when they need it.

Personality
Oliver is a sweet and loving man if there ever was one. He can be a bit headstrong, hard to sway once he's put his mind to something, but that comes from being on his own for so long and having to make his own executive decisions in life. He's about as streetwise as they come and isn't afraid to get his hands a little bit dirty. His loyalty lasts a lifetime (or at least until he's betrayed) and he does his best to remain as much of an honorable man as he can muster for the general line of work that he's in. He's very respectful and when it comes to working hard, he has no problem. He doesn't like handouts and prefers to work for everything. He doesn't believe in giving charity or pity to those who are capable but lazy. He is very much a family man and places his family above all others, willing to put his life on the line to keep the Duffys safe. He has take the rap for them more than a few times, earning himself a few nights in jail and a few more in prison.

Words cannot describe how much love he has for the family that took him in. He is a very grateful and appreciative man, never taking anything in his life for granted. When he gets angry, there is absolutely nowhere that you can hide that he won't find you. He learned from the best that death is an art and it's not about the destination, but the journey. Torture happens to be a specialty of his and he never uses guns. He tends to use only his own body, though he's been known to have beaten people to death with a wrench (hence being called The Mechanic) when seriously pissed. But underneath all that, he's an extremely thoughtful and kid man who cares about the people around him. He's quite the teddy bear.

History
Oliver was born to Nicholas and Jessica Moyer in Ireland. They weren't a wealthy family, barely scraping by each month on his father's salary as a mechanic and his mother's as a waitress in a small diner whose busiest day had fifteen customers. But they were a happy family, Oliver having an older sister that watched him while his parents worked. Hailey was a lovely young woman, though she didn't really have any big dreams. After she finished school, she decided to stay home with her parents and help take care of her baby brother. All she ever wanted was to have a family of her own one day. She went out with her friends to meet guys whenever her parents took Oliver to work; Oliver learned a lot about cars and cooking from being around his parents. His sister just taught him how to look classy without having to spend a lot of money.

He was ten years old when he lost his parents. A man came into their home and gunned down both of them before taking everything that was of value - Which wasn't very much. Oliver still remembers holding his parents and crying as they bled out and died in his arms before the ambulances had the chance to get there. His sister was sleeping over at a friend's and Oliver didn't know which one or any phone number to contact her so she didn't find out until it hit the newspapers two days later. After the funeral, the two were put into foster care and began a short time of bouncing around from abusive home to abusive home before Oliver finally talked Jessica into running away with him. After a while, they had landed in Dublin and their faces were soon lost in the crowd. Nobody searched for them - They were just two random kids out of hundreds in the system. It was no big loss. They didn't mind because they didn't want to be found. Jessica got a job as an escort (much to Oliver's disapproval) and they moved in with a friend that she had made after two months of being an escort and living in a small motel room.

Oliver was twelve when he started working in a mechanic's shop as his father did and soon starting to wash dishes at a small diner. His purpose in life had become to take care of Jessica after she had gotten hooked on drugs and began to come home late and fucked up, sometimes not returning home for days at a time. Oliver tried to talk her into getting some other job when she came home with bruises and cuts but she assured him that she was fine. He was pushed into pickpocketing and robbing houses when she began to stop charging money for sex, sometimes doing it just for the sex or for drugs.

It all went downhill and uphill at the same time when she took him to a party. He was sixteen years old (she was 25) and he had become hardened by the life he lead. The man she was escorting was the man that had been beating her as well as the one who had gotten her started on drugs. The party was one held by the Duffy family. When Oliver saw the man, he immediately recognized him as the one that killed his parents and he saw red. He invited the man outside for a smoke, taking him to the garage. But they weren't going to smoke. Oliver had a wrench with him that he always carried and it was with that wrench that he bludgeoned the man to death until Ronan pulled him off, having heard the commotion. The boy was dragged away screaming, taking down to the basement where Esther Duffy asked him why he did that and who sent him.

He calmly explained his situation, assuring her and her sons that his parents were not involved in any sort of crime. They were humble people with meager jobs. They took sympathy on him and Esther then decided to adopt him, much to Fergal's disapproval. She even put him through school. It didn't take long for him to bond with the family, though his sister was furious. He still loved her despite the venomous things that she had to say about him. Even knowing that Thomas had killed her parents, she was still upset that her brother killed the man she was going to marry.

She died a few years later after an overdose on heroine.

Oliver had become part of the Duffy family and soon enough part of their business. His life changed with Keela though. She was seven years old when he first became part of the family and he never did think too much about her. She was a little sister to him and he enjoyed spending time with her. He watched her grow up from a little girl to a young woman and found himself getting closer than what was socially acceptable, unable to help it. He spent so much time with her, always appointed as her bodyguard. He went to school with her, watching her from the shadows, accompanied her out of town when she went to a big game or had some competition. They were fated to be. He had killed people for her. Not that she asked. Or knew.

He fell madly in love with her and she with he.

When she announced that they were going to have a baby, he was excited and terrified. He wanted to tell the family about their secret relationship, but she forbade him from doing so. Words couldn't describe the joy he felt when he was the first to hold his son. He had lucked out, escorting Keela to the hospital when she went into labor and the family having to fight through traffic to get there. He did his best to play it cool around the family when it came to interacting with Liam, always referring to himself as "Uncle Olli" But in the comfort of his home when he babysat or when he was alone with Keela, he was daddy.

Cast Status
Main

Extra
| He is a champion of underground BKB (Bare Knuckle Boxing) |
| He is a master mechanic |
| He enjoys building and restoring vehicles |
| He rides a 1995 Harley Sportster 883 |

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Name
Olivia Penelope Duffy

Nicknames
Libby, Liv, Penny, Wild, and The Duffy Family Shame.

Age
24

Place of Birth
Dublin, Ireland

Family
Esther Duffy (Mother)
Fergal Duffy (Father)
Ronan Duffy (Brother)
Keela Duffy (Sister)
Liam Duffy (Nephew)

Occupation
Pimp, escort, prostitute, drug dealer, and club owner.

Personality
What words are there that can describe the second youngest of the Duffy clan? Oh, right: Selfish, self-important, narcissistic, megalomaniacal, vindictive, elegant, and wild. That sounds about right. Olivia Duffy...Well. It's a surprise that the bitch is still alive. For the past eleven years, hardly a day goes by when she's not high on something or completely drunk. It's gotten to the point where her moment of highest clarity comes only when she's got something in her system. She lives her life on the edge and only looks out for one person: Olivia Duffy. Sure, she has friends and she cares about them. But she would just as quickly throw them under the bus to save her own ass. She'll look out for her family only when their lives are in danger. Otherwise, she could give a damn less about them and what they do. In fact, she makes it a mission to get under their skin every time she sees them.

Her life revolves around satisfying the basic human cravings. She lives in nihilism despite her Catholic upbringing, figuring that there is in fact, no afterlife. There's only the here and the now and you're wasting your time if you aren't enjoying yourself. Her every day consists of fucking, drinking, snorting, injecting, popping, killing, fucking, drinking, smoking, fucking, injecting, dancing, and sleeping. With Robbie Ross in her life, things have only escalated and there was a time when they had spent an entire week locked inside her apartment, fighting for sexual dominance. Love? An idea made up by people for an excuse to get into someone's pants, have people do and buy shit for them, and so they won't feel so lonely and pathetic. It's all bullshit to her. What she has with Robbie is nothing more than a connection sparked by what they believe is something superior to any emotion anyone could feel. But it's not love. She doesn't care because she's found someone who can keep up with her.

When it comes to conducting business, she three times as ruthless as her brothers. She lacks any form of compassion and understanding when people get in the way of what she wants. And she wants money because money gets her nice things. Screwing her over on a deal or failing to follow orders when working with Wild is tantamount to signing your death warrant. She plays no games and gives no fucks. She always gets what she wants in the end and it doesn't matter who has to die in order for that to happen. When she's not angry, I guess you could say that she's generally a nice person. She's very outgoing (high strung, maybe) and far more intelligent than anyone but Robbie gives her credit for.

History
She used to be a sweet girl. Really. She was. From birth to the age of eight, she was as Keela was. She was a daddy's girl, that's for sure. She was very bright and inquisitive. She loved her baby sister when Keela was born and could often be found sleeping in the crib with her. But she eventually just...snapped. She began to grow more violent and spiteful, often getting sent home from school for terrorizing her teachers and classmates. She was verbally abusive towards her family members and had been caught stealing from them as well. She was twelve when she began to really go downhill, hanging out with the "wrong crowd" and getting into drinking, smoking, vandalism, and sex. She was constantly sneaking out and returning home far past the hours of her bedtime. She was growing wilder with each passing day, enjoying the attention that she got from it. But her fun wasn't going to last.

Unable to control her, Esther and Fergal decided to send the fourteen year old off to the convent.

That didn't exactly help much either. She still managed to escape every now and then and find her way to a nearby party. Sometimes she'd get back before it was noticed that she was gone but many times she would be caught by the cops and dragged back to the convent. Even within the confines of those walls she managed to have her fun, sneaking in drugs and liquor and having her way with a few of the girls there that were her age. Nothing was going to stop her obsessive need for anarchy. She was constantly in trouble and it didn't bother her. She seemed to get a high from the attention and got off with the punishment. She was sixteen when she started sleeping with cops to get her off the hook.

At the age of eighteen they were no longer allowed to hold her and she was free to go. She celebrated by throwing a party that lasted for two weeks. It made local, national, and international news. It was absolute heaven for her, surrounded by everything that society deemed off limits. After the party died down, she got to work on her own business. She built a club called "Nihilsm". It was (and still is) looked down upon by "polite society"; it was an exhibitionist club. Still, it remains a favorite for many political figures and celebrities as a place to unwind and let their sexual fantasies come to life. She openly deals her drugs there as well as pimps out her friends, paying off the cops who come by to check every now and again.

Now, her life changed completely when she met Robbie Ross Holmes. For better or for worse? It's still undecided. Her brother Ronan had sent her to see what sort of man was and whether or not he was good to deal business with. From that moment on, the two had begun a relationship driven by sex, a fight for dominance, murder, and drugs.

Cast Status
Undecided

Extra
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First IC post will be coming tomorrow, in the mean time guys start throwing around idea's for relationships and storylines between characters.

There isn't that many of us so I imagine there being a lot of NPC's

Name: Isam Hajjar
Nickname: He has a ton of them, most of which should not be said to his face.
Age: 32
Place of Birth: Baghdad, Iraq

Family: Most of them are dead. Those that are alive have disowned him.

Relationship Status: Is currently in a relationship with his 'roommate'. Would prefer if this information stayed between the two of them.

Occupation: Has since quit his 'legal job' as a gas station attendant and became a full time weapons dealer.

Personality: Isam is a cool, collected, and mostly level headed guy. He's reserved, intelligent, and calm under pressure. Not much can catch the Iraqi off guard. Isam is slow to anger, and meets any insults to his race or person with calm and collected retort. While English is not his first language, he seems to know his way around it well enough. Isam can strike up deals and offers better than a used car salesman.

Extra: An ex-soldier, has been trained in combat. Is also a recovering alcoholic.

Appearance:
Isam is 5'6" and muscular. His hair is black, curly, and shoulder length. It is often unbrushed and unruly, sometimes worn back in a ponytail. He often sports facial hair. His skin is a medium brown, and his eyes are dark brown. Isam's body bares extensive scarring, most of it from his years in the war. His fashion choices are hardly that; Isam is a utilitarian by nature. He wears cargo pants, earth tone t-shirts and tank tops, and combat boots almost every day of his life.


History:

Life was not kind to a young and growing Isam. His family lived in the ghettos of Baghdad, plagued with violence and gang activity. Isam learned the true nature of people in those squalors: dark, greedy, and cruel. He learned that a man dying in the streets should not be helped. That anyone begging for money will only use it for drugs. That if he didn't keep his head down and nose out of other people's business, he was liable to end up dead.

When the war began, things only got worse. Isam went off to fight, leaving his family with the promises of becoming a better man, and helping the cause of his country even if it cost him his life. He left his home a patriot, but he returned a criminal.

Isam found that even in the military, gangs ruled. For a few years, he stayed out of it. He minded his own business and kept to himself. What people did under the table was no concern to him. Then he walked in on a shady deal in the making. He found a couple of soldiers from his own platoon meeting with people who most certainly were not military. They were selling weapons to gang members, hoping to get some extra money in their pockets. Of course, they couldn't just let Isam walk away after witnessing this; he was a liability. Under the threat of death, Isam swore not only to keep these deals a secret, but to take part in them. At first, he didn't like it, but after a few payments, the feel of money in his pocket made up for it.

By the time he came home from the war, he had connections to several of the larger gangs of his country. He kept these connections up until he went on a second tour, when he was eventually found out and dismissed from the armed forces. His kind of behavior was not dealt with lightly, and had he stuck around to face the consequences, Isam would likely be dead. He chose, however, to run.

Isam severed his connections with weapon dealers and left the country. With the war still raging in the middle east, he felt as though he no longer had any reason to stay. So Isam gathered his money and began looking at his options. When it came down to it, Ireland seemed like the best place to go. It looked nice on the postcard, and how bad could it be?

Isam packed what little personal belongings he owned and flew off to Dublin. He told himself that he would start a new life here; a clean life. That, however, did not last long. The violence that he had grown so used to was still in his blood. He found himself unable to sit in his apartment and watch TV like a normal person. He began to frequent bars, getting into fights and spending several nights in the county prisons. This was life for the man for about a year before he began keeping tabs on the city's biggest gang: the Black Doves. He spent many nights pacing the floor of his apartment, mulling through his thoughts until he finally decided to get back into the business. So Isam cleaned up his act and made first contact a few months ago. He reconnected a few of his contacts from the middle east, who happened to have a few hands in Europe. After making a few deals with the weapon smugglers, he managed to get his business up and going again.


Name: Milosh Grey
Nickname: "Mi"
Age: 26

Place of Birth: Otopeni, Romania

Family:
Yoska Grey (Father)
Bretta Grey (Mother)
Aishe Grey (Sister)

Relationship Status: In a secret relationship with Isam.

Occupation: Underground fighting. His manager is in the Black Dove gang.

Personality: For a man who makes a living off of caving people's faces in, Milosh is gentle at heart. He likes people, despite their flaws. He speaks with a surprisingly soft voice, often one of reason, and is never quick to anger. He's very task oriented, determined, and hard working. However, despite his motivation, Milosh still has many flaws. His education is his biggest. Having never received a proper schooling, Milosh is almost completely illiterate, a fact that he's very ashamed of. With a lot of spare time spend resting in bed, healing up from fights, he's been slowly correcting this. Isam is usually happy to help him, but often times Milosh is too embarrassed to ask.

Extra: Speaks bits and pieces of several different languages, including Romanian. Has memorized the places of almost all human pressure points, soft spots, and has a knack for picking up on people's personal weak points.

Appearance: Milosh stands at 5'10" with a well developed muscle build. While not huge, he can put his weight to good use. Milosh is very athletic and light on his feet. He often incorporates acrobatics into his fighting, which usually goes over well as far as the show is concerned. Milosh is a Romani mutt, his skin a light brown and his eyes hazel. He has short, dark brown hair and light facial hair.

History:

Milosh grew up a poor Romani boy. His family was one of the few remaining traditional tribes, traveling and selling goods for a living. Milosh was born in Romania, where he spent much of his boyhood until his caravan was arrested and deported. The Romanian people, like much of Europe, did not have a very kind view on gypsies. Milosh's family eventually decided to settle down, leaving the caravan for the good of their children. They settles in a small town England, where they sold used cars for a living.

His family remained poor, their children still not receiving a proper education. Milosh, wanting nothing but to help his parents pay the bills, decided to get involved in the underground fighting circuit. Growing up a Roma, Milosh had often found himself fighting for self defense. He was good at it, so why not make money off of it? He moved away to a bigger city, telling his parents that he'd found a job offer. After finding a manager, Milosh moved all over Europe, following the fights. He eventually settled in Dublin, where the circuit is steady enough to keep him busy. He still sends money back to his family, promising himself that one day, he'll find a real job and make them proud.

IC is up

Anyone else gonna post?

I know I said in the interest check that I was interested in joining but never delivered a character afterwards. However I am ready know. Can I still join or is it too late?

I must apologize not doing anything with this RP so far after indicating my original interest. I am recovering from an eye infection and my computer is down at the moment. If this is still going once i get my computer back I will get involved.

So is this done and over?