_{| GMs: @Universorum & @Sol | Genre: Modern, Crime | Type: Sandbox |}

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_{Two are given. One is earned.}

Everyone has to eat. It’s a fact of life. Maybe you have a job. Maybe you don’t.

It’s even worse when you have a family to provide for.

When the rent’s due and a couple of your checks bounced.

You’re stressed out.

The local liquor store doesn’t have any security. No cameras. No guards. Nothing like that, past 12 AM. Grab the panty hose. Take the gun. Point it at the cashier. Tell her what you want, she’ll give it to you, she’s scared. There isn’t a button to call the cops. In and out.

Get the Benjamins, get the penny rolls. It’s all yours now. It’s okay.

The safe is a beast. Next time, you’ll bring a bigger saw. Of course there will be a next time. It only gets better from here. You’re not going to tell, are you? Remember, loyalty is what makes you family. That’s what we expect. And we’ll help you.

No more stress.

Guess you’re a criminal now. But at least the bills are paid, right? It’s okay. We’ll help you now. Now you can do bigger jobs.

You’re family now.

Welcome to the Syndicate.

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The Syndicate is not above any crime, with murders, robberies, drug running, and even human trafficking being attributed to them. The leader of the Syndicate is unknown, both to the public eye, and most of the group. The ring is trying to expand and go national, or even worldwide. It’s said that the kingpin’s dream is a world where all crime runs through him.

Their main crime is grand theft. Heists. Local banks, local liquor stores, jewelry stores. They want to hit bigger banks, museums, private art collections. They want more money. Bigger houses. Faster cars. Most of all, they need more notoriety. That was why the big dogs in the group did the deeds. Infamy and fortune, by any means necessary. They want to scope out bigger scores, but they can’t do it anymore. There isn’t enough of them on the lower food chain.

And that’s where you come in. You’re expendable to them, though they make it seem like you’re not. You’re part of the family, remember?

The roleplay will be taking place in a town on the Nevada/California border, with a population of about 40,000. Specific heist locations will be revealed in the OOC(and IC) threads in higher detail. The city is named Fairbank. Your characters can be new to it or have been here for a while.

• Don’t be a douche.
• Refer to rule #1 in ALL instances.

We’re here to have fun, and the best kind of fun isn’t super strictly moderated. Go nuts, man, just don’t break any glaring, overarching guild rules. If you have any questions, comments, or suggestions, feel free to ask me or @Sol.

Name: Edwin Flowers

Age: 20

Gender: Male

History: Edwin Flowers grew up in a small suburbia in the farm lands of Louisiana. His parents are Mary and Lenard Flowers, are the most pland and normal people you could meet, but there is son is anything but. They gave birth to a colorful child who got into all sorts of trouble. As kid he would get into fights with others, mess with things that were not his, and be as loud as ever. Both his parents had their hands full with all the mischief the child was causing. When Edwin went into middle school with blazing red hair and a loud mouth. He had a tendency to speak out against (or talk back to) many of his teachers and friends, and as he got older it only got worse. In high school he washed the dye out but replaced it with a mean streak and sassy attitude.

After he graduated he left to the west to get an education as a lawyer against his parents permission. As an adult he is more tamed but turned his loud mouth and pushy nature into skills that he can use. He robbed his first liquor store because he was three month behind on his rent and up to his neck in student loans. His paralegal job was not doing any good for him either, and without mommy and daddy's money he was desperate. It was a liquor store owned by some Asian woman, the job was simple he went in with the ski-mask on and simple gun he bought from a nobody and did what he saw in the movies. Quiet frankly he was scared as shit; What if the chick got smart and called the cops? What if by some grace of god a policeman walked in looking for a doughnut? But it was to late to turn back, he was already pointing the gun, waving it at her and telling her to empty the safe and register. He was relived when she quickly emptied her "pockets" and raised her hands in fear. The look in her eyes gave him a thrill, the fear she held sent a chill down his spine, it gave him a sense of control and power that he only felt when he was in court getting bad people out of trouble. Edwin shot her twice, once in the shoulder and another in the leg and then ran with his money in tow.

The rush he got was addicting and it lead him to do it two more times before getting noticed by some very big people who wanted his skills, and psychotic nature.

Skills:
1.Charisma
2.Strategy
3.He is a good shot
4.Swimmer
5.Runner
6.Can take a hit
7.Knows the law
8.Care free nature
9.Psychotic
10.Quick Talker

Flaws:
1.Has a tendency to over think most things.
2.Can be brash and stubborn and if things don't go his way he might "act out".
3.His deep psychotic nature might drive him to do extra studpid things (like shooting the woman)

Vices:

Occupation: Paralegal at a law firm

Theme Song:
Waking on a Dream By: Empire of Sun