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    1. gogojakeo 10 yrs ago

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Male, 15, London. Not much more to say, really...

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Just to clarify, my latest post was in the PAST, I won't be collapsed on my bed when you get there etc.
Seatan remembered the day as if it had just happened.

It started off just as it had with the current stranger, except he never fulfilled his promise to return. Seatan went out to find him. He found him around a mile away from his house. He could remember their conversation vividly.
"Where have you been" Seatan asked the stranger, this one called Aleks
"What?" he replied sarcastically, "you actually thought I would come?"
"Of course I did, you killed one of my deer!"
"Heh, well, you win some you lose some, don't ya'?" Aleks laughed, as he began to walk away. And then it happened. Seatan changed. He changed into that side of his that he can never allow to be released again. Not for the good of others. Not for the good of himself.
"Oi!" he shouted, "Get back here""
Aleks turned around, and the blood drained from his face. He stood there, frozen, unable to move due to his sudden fear of the new Seatan.
Then he did it. Seatan grabbed Aleks by his arm, and flung him at a tree. The audible crash created caused all the birds in the surrounding area to fly away. Seatan saw what he had done. He had killed Aleks. His leg. His leg was in one place. And his chest was in another. And so was his arm. The tree was covered in blood. It had happened so fast. Aleks had had no time to scream. Seatan was back to normal now, backing away, unable to comprehend what he had just done. He ran back home, and collapsed onto his bed.

Seatan woke up with a scream. Not loud enough to cause damage to anything near him. But loud enough to wake a couple of his deer. He was covered in sweat. He walked into his bathroom, and splashed some water onto his face. He looked into a mirror and didn't see himself. He saw a monster. The monster that had killed Aleks and... it was best not to think about this. He went back to his room, unable to look at the picture of his father, and unsuccessfully tried to go back to sleep.
Alright! Here is my character sheet!

Name: Thomas
Age: 28
Position: Godfather's Son
Job: Thomas is the muscle of the group. He will also sometimes 'dispatch' of the family's enemies. Translator.
Slight History: Thomas didn't make many friends in school. He knew that his life was planned out for him, and whatever he did, it wouldn't change his future. When he was 15 he started going to the gym, and has been going ever since. Despite having the occasional spat with her, Thomas cares deeply for her, and will protect her at whatever cost, as he has done for her whole life. Thomas has been respectful of his elders for his whole life, but, being the eldest son, is eager to take his father's position as the Godfather. When he was a teenager, his school French teacher introduced him to his love of languages, and he is now fluent in French and Russian.
Personality: Arrogant, irritable. Will snap at you if you annoy him slightly. Has a bit of a god complex. Loves languages. Also more than slightly sadistic.
Appearance: Brown/ginger-ish hair. Muscular. Tall. Caucasian. Has a tattoo on his left shoulder. Wears glasses, but will sometimes wear contact lenses when he has to do something physical, e.g. running, fighting. Brown Eyes. Dresses smartly most of the time, meaning a long sleeved white shirt, and a waist coat. And for the extra formal occasions, he'll wear a blazer. His waistcoat and blazer are purple, just to show off (Purple Blood). Has a pocket watch in his right blazer pocket.
That's fine, i'm about to upload my CS, and it will fit.
I think it would be best. Depending on the age, I could have them be the daughter of my character (I'm planning on making a GF son). What do you think?
Hmmm, well, the Godfather has a daughter of 18, i'm sure we'll find a son of atound 25, so let's say that the GF is around 50. But hey, men can have children up until they die! So I guess it's all up to the mother's age! I'd say that the mother shouldn't have children any later that 50, so if the GF's wife is 55, then the child can be no older than 5. Get what I mean?
"Well," Seatan replied, "You can drop it round tomorrow"
Seatan returned home, and laid down on his makeshift bed. He saw the picture of his father on the wall in front of him. A tear ran down his cheek, and dripped onto the floor. "I'm sorry, father, I messed up today"
After a few minutes in bed, he fell asleep, and began to dream about that dreaded day.
Hello! This is my role play entitled 'In the Family'. This will involve being a member of a mafia in the present day. To mix things up a bit, we're having a British mafia, set in London. For those who do not know their way around London, here is a tube map, and here is a road map. I suggest that we do not go TOO far out of the centre, possible limiting ourselves to Holloway in the north, Poplar in the east, Brixton in the south, and Sheperd's Bush in the west. If you want to travel further, could you please keep it to a minimum, and not too far away.

Within you characters, you can give them special jobs, such as blackmailing, framing, etc.

Characters needed:

Godfather: AVAILABLE
Godfather's wife: MissCapnCruch
Sons (two or three): gogojakeo (Thomas), more smapeces avaliable
Daughters (one, maybe two maximum): czechmate46 (Joan), One space POSSIBLE avaliable
Godfather's brother(s) (one or two): AVAILABLE
One or two people to control the enemies: AVAILABLE

For now, I would suggest one character, but possibly two if you want, but try not to use the same space twice, e.g. don't make both of the Godfather's daughters

Character Sheet:


Thanks for applying!
The burn cream hurt intensely, but Seatan suppressed a scream from coming out. He had learn from earlier experiences that if he screamed too loudly, there could be disastrous results. He knew that he had taken it too far by following the stranger home, but he didn't want a repeat of last time... not like when he had been promised something by the last stranger and he had ended up...
Seatan pushed the memory out of his mind. That was in the past. Nobody need know of that event, least of all Seatan himself. He didn't want that side of him to show. Ever again.
Seatan stood up to face the smaller of the two strangers, "My name's Seatan" he told him. He faced the girl, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten angry."
He faced the man again, "If you're still interested in working, I'll pay you. I'll need the help for the next day or two." Seatan began walking out of the door and back home.
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