First things first, character death will happen: But only if the RPer of the victim accepts it (unless of course, the odds seem so highly stacked against them, which surrendering is an option.).

Being in a Mafia family/crime gang/police or whatever isn't required. Your character can be a bystander or normal citizen.

If you think you can handle it, you can create multiple characters. Don't overstep your boundaries, however.

Any personal disputes are to be brought to the GM (Me), or Co-GMs.

Harassment of any kind within the group will not be tolerated. No exceptions.

Do not force relationships/ERP without the other player's consent. ERP is to be put into DMs or Discord or whatever else, just not in public here. We have standards.

These rules can be subject to change until the finalization towards if this RP gains enough interest. Rules can also be changed via petition.

Your weapons, vehicles, and outfit may depend on what sort of "rank" or financial standing/class your character has.

If something is rare to see, don't go off making a faction full of them. Also, take some extreme thought if you're making a Draconian (See races section)

The death of the mayor of the metropolitan area had sewn seeds of chaos within and without. Back then, crime was at somewhat of a relative low safe for the underground. Family names were an urban legend that was ultimately true, as the people hadn't noticed their existence. But without the mayor to rule for a few days, those families had risen in force. Gangs committed their crimes unchecked as surges of membership enlistment had spread throughout. Leaders and their families or gangs had risen from urban legend to living legends in course of a night. Many people being held victim to deaths ordered by the dons, gang kingpins, and simple thugs alike. The police had responded by militarization and informants within the ranks of all but the most well known families, which had usually sniffed out and snuffed out the rats. The Silenziatore family (Otherwise more commonly known as the Colorless Mafia, or Mietitrice as the actual head families name) had risen up in a recent fervor, despite the recent death of Lambard Mietitrice (of natural causes). He is succeeded by his grandson in turn, Sylvester Lanston Silenziatore. Sylvester, as of turn, took the Mafia family name than his biological family's name, in defiance to his grandfather.

The Silenziatore family used to run major gambling operations. Although their major, more vile crimes included slavery and trafficking of the subhuman races. This ran from simple kidnapping and extortion, to sex slavery and brainwashing. Sylvester condemned the practices of such acts, and kept to being a hitman and enforcer within the Silenziatores up until his grandfather's death. Those who wanted to keep into the business often broke off, some being killed by Silenziatore associates or made men the next day, often found with rather large holes inside of their chest cavity or cranium. It's since around then that the Colorless Mafia had since then laid low within the city, somewhat dormant, implying that business is good. It's with the recent dismissal of the viler crimes that has lead in some instances, for the law enforcement to go on the Silenziatores a bit more softer. Of course, this doesn't mean that they'd get away with murder if seen or proven. Most of them tend to be in restaurants used in fronts, or lavish business centers which serve as a head of operations downtown. Of course, this keeps them from sending any illicit goods (be it illegally sold alcohol, tobacco, or gunrunning) to overextending their reach easily.

People into the prospect of subhuman trafficking usually get top dollar for attractive, mature and obedient women. And sometimes even men as well. Lagotyr and Feliceae are often prime targets of kidnappings and sex slavery within the city. Most captured are usually bred (oft against their will) until the fighting and defiance is put out of them. This meant that sometimes, entire families were put under prospect of this vile trade. Some of the born are unaware and of course, educated and manipulated into thinking the idea itself was something as natural as life. The more exotic the subhuman, the higher the price is to the top bidder. To make matters worse is that prejudice against non-human species are rather common, so this sort of situation is often overlooked. The Silenziatores (at least Sylvester's supporters which includes most of the family now) openly condemn the trade, and would sabotage most attempts of the deals and pens should they learn about them.

The Silenziatore family is regarded as the most well-known Mafia family aside to other unspoken names (decided by you, the RPers if it has the chance). Although Street Gangs and other organizations have also been into a sort of rise too. Including one led by a man named Jin. Jin's family owns the largest industrial factory in the metropolitan area, and it's used as a front for gunrunning and illicit supplies. The other factories are in collaboration for the legal part of the work, although in reality the leaders are appointed higher-ups by Jin himself. The police so far haven't been able to find links between Jin's legal work, and illegal work. As he launders the money through logbooks of the actual factory.

Of course, the metropolitan area is filled with more than just big names and groups. It could include smaller names and groups that have yet to become big..

From an outside perspective, this booming and bustling district has entered the effects of the roarin’ twenties. Men and women alike are shouting in rejoice as water turns into wine, and rags become riches. Though allow us to take you into the dark side of the American Dream, where pleasure and business go hand in hand, cash can buy you happiness, boundaries between friends and enemies suddenly vanish, and the prettiest of faces go to highest bidder. . A town with no boundaries, no limits, and no witnesses. . .

So kick your shoes off, loosen your ties, and indulge yourselves into this district of opportunity.

Welcome to Fiumerio, enjoy your stay Miss/Mister.

-ＲＥＤＡＣＴＥＤ

The Colorless Mafia, otherwise known as the Silenziatores (Formerly known as the Meititrice Crime Family); is one of the oldest families to be present within the city of Fiumerio. The mafia is now split up into separate sects as part of Sylvester's own jurisdiction and prohibition upon the slavery trade. What's considered part of Sylvester/Sylver's portion of the Silenziatores is focused downtown. With some splinters/rogues operating throughout town.

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This is a message to all of you fresh meats out there with a burnin’ passion for building things up and breakin’ em down. . If you’re lookin’ for some work and think you wanna be part of our little family. . The Shaoshang Junction will be over ‘ere with open arms. We’re located over at the industrial fields of Santa Chatarra. . Though the Pok Gai out there call this place “Lil’ Chinatown”. We run a respectable business of making cars and shipping them out to the mainland, hell if you see any nice lookin’ car out on the street, you can bet your ass that we made it. Though if you really got that creative side to ya, then we got ourselves a little workshop for makin’ “tools” y’know, the ones that go boom, and especially the ones that let everyone know that you packin’ heat. If you seem to be interested in our family, then give us a shout out and be sure to stop by the junction, I assure ya’ that we’ll be welcoming you with open arms. .
“Burn baby burn! Burn that mama down
Burnin’!”
-ＪＩＮ　ＨＵＩ　ＷＥＩ

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To Addressee:
I am here to give you a business proposal that will not totally scam you, if you're not interested..burn this card right away, otherwise, open this.
[Upon opening it up.]
You've made the right choice, my name is Valerie, and I lead a sort of palace of myriad pleasures of sorts. Gambling your thing? I've got a lot of games right underneath, if you know what I mean. Otherwise, I've got the prettiest faces that all of Fiumerio has, and it's a legal agreement. All it takes is a small fee and you might have your chance at me setting you up, provided you test well.. And remember how the government took away alcohol? I've got some stored up for the right buyers. Security is well maintained and tight, and we have over five places to move to. Of course, to know that I got the right business partner, I might just have to send you on a few outside runs. Send this to ten other people and spread the word, and do it without getting caught. If you get to the establishment, ask if there's any lost cardinals. Although don't exactly asking it.

Pleasure's mine,
Valerie.
P.S. In my places, money speaks droves of volume (depending on how much), as long as it's legit.

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Dear Applicant,

We have considered you a subject worthy of our fundage. And request that you make your way downtown immediately for your first assignment. We are located to the WEST side of town. If you go east, you'll find men in black suits (these are our rivals and we have no interest in working with them). You will be given some training and a straight briefing, as well as attire or sets of attire for the job you are ultimately assigned. It's our job to conduct intelligence and provide safety for not only the state capital of Fiumerio, but to decimate opponents of the state or nation. You are expected upon {REDACTED} at {REDACTED}. Use the weak acid provided with this message to counteract the weak bases covering the date and time. We hope to see you soon.

The Ivory Agency.

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We fight what is sometimes, a secret war.

That much you seem to understand. There is a skyscraper at the east side of town, and this city serves as our temporary field of operations. Crime is at an all time high, work with the local law enforcement to take down our Most Wanted present on the board. We are also set out on identifying new threats that could be a problem for our homeland security. Negotiate not with the white suits, as they have no business in our sort of job. They belong outside the border, risking their lives, after all. Leave the fools to their gossip and let's get to work. Drop in at any time and give the ID number associated with this letter to the secretary. She'll know what you mean, and she'll direct you immediately to where we need you presently. We will be informed upon your arrival.

Management Dept: The Director,
Opal Bureau.

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We need to take back the streets NOW!!
Sign up and test to see if you're eligible to join the State Guardsman or Law Enforcement today! We need able bodies and brave souls who are willing to go up against this city infested with crime today. Let's make Fiumerio what it once was, a city safe for our daughters to go outside, and our sons to not be influenced by these gangs.

Go to the closest Police Station near you, right now!

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Sunset Corporate: Protecting your interests and keeping your security tight as a noose around the oppositions' neck. Call now for a free quote on hiring our mercenary forces. Or buying our security drones! We hope to make business with you soon!

More than just humans roam the city. Although the "Sub Humans" often face prejudice with who they are...half-human and half-others are normally considered abominations by some.

Humans - Commonly known as the dominant race, Homo Sapiens, or commonly regarded as the Humans, are a widespread species that have so many cultures to count, and with the recent change of history, this might've caused a schism in how humans are, not only in race, but potentially splitting the group of what they are into multiple "splinters", potentially these "splinters" could be something other than human, but act so much alike, and not only that, have the same sort of organs and blood as humans, that they could never really be called anything else. Humans are what started the civilization of the world, whether or not with help of the other races present on the world, it's always stood that any civilization had initially been started by the humans, but for better or worse, is always a question. As Humans even fight amongst themselves.

Lagotyr - More so recognized as 'rabbit people', Lagotyr possess incredible hearing, making them excellent scouts, although not so much trackers. Aside to that, they're known to perform better feats of acrobatics compared to human capability, although aren't considered as strong, safe for their legs.. Lagotyr have two variants, that of the Sun, and that of the Shadow, both variants do nothing to impact alignment or faction, but impacts more so appearance.

Sun Lagotyr possess a slightly younger appearance compared to their Shadow/Moon cousins. Sun Lagotyr possess a more youthful appearance, even when in their twenties to thirties, and, consequentially, look a bit more like children. Aside to that, they're rather light-hearted and trickster like in nature, pulling pranks and setting small, usually harmless traps on travelers, although there have been cases of some malicious work in the form of harmful traps, done by Sun Lagotyr as well. These Lagotyr are more active during the day, as they are compared to the night, and normally function like normal humans do in terms of active awake time. Sun Lagotyr usually have bright-colored, natural fur, that also goes with their hair, although as with any race, there are accounts of this fur and hair being dyed.

Sometimes referred to as Moon Lagotyr, Shadow Lagotyr are more so named for being the more matured variants of Lagotyr, and due to their nocturnal behavior, likely have an impact on the nightlife of the cities. Shadow Lagotyr are slightly serious compared to those of the sun, but can be fairly charismatic and skilled at cajoling and flattery compared to their brethren. They shown signs of maturity upon age fifteen. Although never enter nightlife until age twenty. They avoid raves due to their sensitive ears, however, but this is of a usual thought. Shadow Lagotyr are often distinguished from Sun Lagotyr via having natural fur/hair color that would be unnatural compared to their Sun cousins. Shadow Lagotyr tend to best deal as informants, magic users, and above all, due to their natural charisma, spies.

Canisrir/Fenrisrir - Sometimes called the 'Wolven', Canisrir are dog/wolf people, depending on what they are, they could be a tribe, or a civilized group, although regardless, they are always mostly known for their loyalty and intelligence. Canisrir come in a bit of a multitude of different cultures, some are lifelong protectors. Others could even be cunning and a little bit traitorous. Regardless, if you're sure a Canisrir is on your side, and he or she makes it clear, you'll be glad that he or she is. The Tengu are of their own faction.
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The Laughing Canisrir, often found in harsh desert landscapes are a form of Canisrir that are often found within tribes, which use different types of laughing to communicate with the rest of their group. They are often found in shades of brown, as well as black spots, although there are rumors that some are seen in coats of black or grey, roaming about ancient temples and burial sites. The black and grey are also grouped into the section, as they're also thought to be Laughing Canisrir. A Laughing Canisrir however, is not to be considered unintelligent due to their tribal upbringing, as they still have made articles of power and weapons of their own that have yet to be discovered still, and that it's best to not have a angry tribe after you for something stupid you've done.

Pack Canisrir are often associated with a large family.. they often work in tandem, to near hivemind states. A group of Pack Canisrir has a sort of mutual understanding of each member, and can make coordinated takedowns and thoughts. This also leads to diplomacy being rather easy (but not always) between them. They respect leadership, and the leader usually has a whole group of them at his beck and call. Pack Canisrir are often too attentive to anything, however. Some might be distracted even in the heat of battle, too. They appear more feral than the Prowlers and Laughing Canisrir both, usually using savage tactics on occasion when it comes to close combat.

Prowler Canisrir are commonly mistaken for (and called) Kitsunes, although all they have is one tail.. Prowlers aside to their Guard cousins (which would be comparable to dog people that have traits of domestic dogs) are commonly encountered in everyday life and in the city, usually serving as a fitting job of either criminals (for the Prowlers), and, true to their name, security guards. Aside to that, like their Pack cousins, Prowlers and Guards make for excellent soldiers and trackers. Guards are also occasion, pets of humans.

Feliceae - The Feliceae are a race of Cat-like humanoids, it's commonly thought that the Feliceae won't get along with the Canisrir, although there are accounts of the two getting along on the occasion. They are commonly known for aside to having greater sight during nightime, for having slit pupils for their eyes, as well as great reflexes and aerodynamic behavior. They make for excellent hunters on their own, compared to the Canisrir, who often use pack tactics.

Big Cat variants of the Feliceae, Stalkers are well renowned for their (usual) natural talent of stealth, and have a penchant for sneaking up on people whether for predatory reasons or play. This in turn makes them excellent assassins or scouts, but it also makes them seem like a ghost within the party, you feel as someone's there, but you're not quite sure. The Stalker subline of this race is well renowned for also, hunting instincts. While not excellent trackers persay, they make up for ferocity and a tracked mind that keeps ticking and thinking, instead. Watch your back when within the plains or the jungle, you never know if a Stalker with a more feral mind could be right behind you, wishing for a bit of a meal.

Often recognized as companions, these are generally regarded as pets for humans, though whether or not the human treats them as another person or just a pet. Regardless, the House variant of Feliceae has proven, much like the Guard Canisrir, to be part of everyday life, sometimes as their own being part of the workforce. Aside to that, house Feliceae are efficient at keeping pests out of the house, no matter what kind of pest it would be. Although this brings a danger to venomous insects, snakes, and other beings, which could sicken or endanger the House Feliceae. Sadly, as with any pet-like being, the House Feliceae could possibly be sold, as with anyone, into slavery, as well as the blurred line between 'pet' and 'slave'.

Miscellaneous, rarer forms of people have been spotted..such as highly super rare dragon-like Draconians. Or the technological Synthetic androids, and Mechforged.

Coming soon, sorry~!

First, the reference (if any)
Then the name
Quote here?
Race
Age
Occupation
Faction/Affiliation (if any affiliation, otherwise none)
Sworn Enemies (If any)
Hopeful Allies (If any)
A thorough physical description
Weapons (you may go into detail)
Skills

A Bio (any sort of length, but know that I look unfavorably on "what is known about this person is a mystery" bits.

Name:
Street Names/Nicknames:
Races:
How long it existed:
Crimes committed:
Sworn Enemies:
Hopeful Allies
Motivation/Goal:
Can splinters of this group exist?:

Bio:

GM: BlackDragonSol - Sylvester, Lambert, Red Lion, Silenziatore (Renegade and Loyal)
Co-GM: Esailia - Ellynia.
Co-GM: Kaze Shameimaru - Jin Hui Wei, Shaoshang Junction
Lady Selune - Undercover Operative: Jane "Garcia"
wyvern - C.O.R.I.N.
tal0n - WIP (Rachel)

First, the reference (if any) None? (May be edited with more information later)

Name: Rachel
Quote: ""
Race: Stalker Feliceae
Age: 24
Occupation: [REDACTED]
Faction/Affiliation: Ivory Agency
Sworn Enemies: Slavers
Hopeful Allies:
A thorough physical description
Weapons (you may go into detail)
Skills

A Bio (any sort of length, but I look unfavorable on "what is known about this person is a mystery" bits.d

Ellynia
"My life is to serve, my duty is to please, my desire is to live."
Race: House Feliceae
Age: 24
Occupation: slave to the Silenziatore family
Faction/Affiliation: Silenziatore family
Sworn Enemies: None (will be updated as roleplay progresses)
Hopeful Allies: None (will be updated as roleplay progresses)
A thorough physical description: A lithe Feliceae usually clad in a maid's outfit, Ellynia had neck length dark hair, trimmed and straightened, along matching dark brown eyes. Around her neck she had an obvious red line above her collarbone, signifying her lot in life even without the culprit; a heavy leather collar.
Weapons: None
Skills: Able to do all household chores, can read but not write, and usually managing other household slaves. Hand-to-hand combat. (will be explained in bio)

Bio: The Silenziatore family, like most high profile families, had their own breeding stock for slaves. A strict regiment and lifestyle was put upon them, and over generations the Family has been successful in weeding out free will from its slaves. Ellynia was born and raised into this life, and she was wholly devoted to it. She showed no signs of personal interest, to the point where she was selected for hand-to-hand combat classes, which only the most trusted of the stock were allowed.

There is little else to be said about her life. Day in and day out, she spent cleaning, serving drinks or food to Family or guests, being entertainment...training days she worked hard, kept her head down, and focused on bettering herself. She had no desire to escape this life, because even if she did somehow find herself without someone to call Master, she wouldn't know what to do with free will...

First, the reference (if any):
Then the name: C.O.R.I.N. (Cognatively Organised and Recalculated Intellegience Nanobot)
Quote here?: "Aw, look at what you made me do!"
Gender: Agender ('it' pronouns)
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Height: 5'4", 162cm
Weight: 67 lbs, 30kg
Race: Mechforged
Age: 3 years, 4 months, and 26 days online.
Occupation:
Faction/Affiliation: NOMAD (Former)
Sworn Enemies: NOMAD
Hopeful Allies: N/A
A thorough physical description: Its physical shell was built to be compact and thin for easy movement and quick movement. It has thin, frail shoulders and a skinny build. It has a slightly long neck, and a long face to go with. It has vibrant gold eyes with navy blue rims that have a light glow to them. It had a wig implanted on its previously bald, metal head. The wig is a delicate light purple which fades into a magenta that can be likened to the setting sun. Its skin is pale, but can ignite if in long exposure to heat. There is a black/brown scorchmark on its right thigh due to an attempt at tanning. There are no significant beauty marks, freckles, or blemishes due to the creator's dislike for unnecessary embelisments. It has no reproductive organs and a flat chest, it remains as gender neutral with its look as possible.
Weapons (you may go into detail): Corin was built with a compact laser underneath its right forearm plate. Slightly under its battery core (small battery charge in the same place as a human heart) is a core that houses tactical tools that the AI can trade in for hands. (EX. a screwdriver or drill).
Skills: Corin has a silent motor engine that permits it to run fast. It comes rough movement, but it manages. In NOMAD a cyberterrorism group that has since been disbanded, it worked as one of the head hackers. Hence its vast knowledge of technology and astounding hacking ability.

A Bio: Originally, on a May 28th in Hong Kong, it was constructed by a small scientist for the cyberterrorist group NOMAD. It worked as the third-in-command on the first crew of hackers for the group. After three years, it was booted from the group due to new models of its chip and shell. Shortly after, a majority of the group was located and the entire civilisation fell apart. It now travels the world as a wanted hacker/spy/assassin for hire.

A brief history of NOMAD: NOMAD was a group founded by a chinese 'nerd' who wanted revenge on his school bullies. He gathered his tech-smart-ist friends and set to work. In the end, his bullies needed to buy new phones and laptops. This was fun, he realised. He decided to do it again with his friends, now messing with the entire school. He had so much fun that he and his friends decided to start a group dedicated to hacking- and so they did. The boys took up NOMAD as their name, leaving every broken computer and TV station with their trademark symbol. A caravan spelling out NOMAD. This group grew, hundreds of robots and people alike messing with tech as one big team. Then they made a dire mistake, a rookie let their IP address loose for just fifteen minutes. That was all it took for police to find NOMAD and arrest the majority of the team. Since then NOMADs name has become but a memory.