Mafia RPG

[D.F.I.]

OOC: What is this time period? I'm confused....


BOC:

At the corner of a street, under a streetlight, Lucky can be seen inn the company with two men.

Lucky: Hmm....what do you want? I'm currently on duty.
No. 1: We want you to do this......*hands lucky a piece of paper*We'll pay you very well......*opens his briefcase and shows about $50 000*
Lucky: Hmm....I'll think about it. *pulls out his knife and stabs the first man, and stabs the second man easily, before he can react.* Maybe I'll just take the money. Your boss won't be pleased......but who cares.

[2.Waste.Hate]

*shoots knife right out of Lucky's hand before he stabs the first one*

We dont want any trouble. This is a safe haven so unless u want an army of mobsters to come kick our asses i suggest u dont do anything rash

*Grabs the two men and pushes em outside*

Go away... thsi aint a recruiting center.

*Throws on blue trench coat (customized of course) and pulls out his new pistol (An upgraded The 27 Magnum, custom of course)*

Err i spent 5000 of the reward on some new ****... so guys feel free to take 5k out and do wat u want. (i'll post a shop later)

[2.Waste.Hate]

The Thompson 1927 (Tommy Gun)

The craftsmanship and precision of the Thompson submachine gun has an unparalleled history.
Weight: 20 1/2 lbs.
Magazine: 30 Shot stick
Effective range: 1500m
Calibre: .45ACP
Price: $5000

The Pump Action Shotgun

The pump action Shotgun is a close range weapon that sprays a wide burst of Buckshot (small pellets). It is devastating at close range and can hold 6 shells before reloading is needed.
Weight: 20
Magazine: 6 Shells
Effective range:
Calibre:
Price: $2500

The 442 Revolver

In 1899 Smith & Wesson developed the first .38 cal Revolvers. The 442 was a direct decendant of the early weapons of this era.
Weight: 4
Magazine: None 5 Rounds
Effective range: Unknown
Calibre: .38 Special +P
Price: $500

The 27 Magnum

The Model 27 Magnum is the handgun of choice for stopping power, it is just over 9" in length and holds 8 rounds. Probably the most powerful handgun in the world
Weight: 4
Magazine: 8 Rounds
Effective range: Unknown
Calibre: .357 Magnum/ .38 S&W Special
Price: $2000

[2.Waste.Hate]

The M10 Police Revolver

Introduced as the .38 Hand Ejector in 1899, the S&W® Military & Police line has been the choice of more law enforcement agencies and military units than any other revolver.
Weight: 3
Magazine: 6 Rounds
Effective range: Unknown
Calibre: .38 Special 4"
Price: $500
The Colt 1911

Widely respected for its reliability and lethality but required its user to be well trained to make best use of its single action operation, in one form or another remained standard issue in US army for 88 years.
Weight: 8
Magazine: 7/8 rounds
Effective range: 25m
Calibre: 11.4mm
Price: $1000 for 2

Desert Eagles

Very high fire rate, semi stopping power and great accuracy, perfect for any sniper who likes to pack a little light.
Weight: 10
Magazine: 7/8 rounds
Effective Range: 100m
Calibre: 10.5mm
Price: 2500 for two

The Maglight

Its a flashlight... nuff said
weight: 5
Magazine: N/A
Effective Range: 5m
Calibre: N/A
Price: $10


Ammo

Price: 10 per clip


TO BUY WRITE WHAT YOU BOUGHT AND HOW MUCH IT COSTS AND I"LL KEEP TRACK OF UR TOTAL. THE REST GOES TORWARD MISSIONS. THE HIGHER WE MAKE THE MORE U GET.

This triple post has been excused by The Historian for special circumstances

[Janseagle]

OoC: Hey Rat man, I got one of the 27's all sticky, can I have it for free??? xD

[2.Waste.Hate]

ooC: Sorry bro u gotta pay now if bam would just come by and maybe i dunno HURRY WITH HIS STORY!!!

[D.F.I.]

Lucky: I'll discard my Lugar, and buy the Desert Eagle. And 50 clips. Just like old times.....

Lucky walks outside the shop. He looks down the street. It was deserted.

Lucky: Hmm.....I wonder when we're gonna have some fun.....*grins* yes....payback shall be enough.....or maybe the easy way out....*looks at his new guns* Nah.

Lucky walks down the street, thinking to himself.

Lucky: (to himself) This has taken too long......

A police man approaches him

Police: Hey! Are You Davion?

Lucky: Err....yeah. Why do you ask, officer?
Police: *pulls out his revolver* You're under arrest. Put your hands up. *points it at him*

Lucky ponders for a while.

Lucky: Yes, officer.

Before the officer could react, Lucky kicked the pistol out of his hand. Suprised, he let his guard down, and his eyes followed his flying gun. When he turned back to face Lucky, a gun was pointing at his face.

Lucky: Who sent you?

Police: Err.....umm....

Lucky: Answer me! I do not have the time.... *looks over the police's shoulder. More police cars could be seen, sirens blaring.*
Grr.....*Shoots the policeman in the neck.*

[bamthedoc]

Rameraz: You guys going to be stickin 'round for a while?
Joey: Yeah.
Ray: Sure, why?
Ramera: I'll tell you in a second.
Raphael: Sure.
Rameraz: Good. I wanted to show you something. Joey and I decided to give Maria 5k (Joey and Rameraz still have thier individual 5k, this is "mission money").

Marie walks in, holding a case. She puts in on the table and opens it. The case reveals to be holding a Tommy. She also reveals resourcefullness in revealing several extra clips.

Marie: I only want Rameraz using this, got it? *she takes an exceptional glower at Joey*
Joey: Alright, alright! I got it! Besides, I'll be concentrating on...other things.
Rameraz: Don't I know it...
Ray: We almost done here? It's getting boring.
Rameraz: This is why we came here. My sis can get the best prices in town. We have plenty of ammo for this Tommy now.
Joey: You can say that again.
Marie: Now, what are you doing?
Rameraz: Just a bit of revenge.
Marie: *huffing* You gonna get enough this sometime?
Rameraz: This might be my last.
Marie: Promise?
Ray: You know he can't.
Rameraz: *hearing a car pull up outside* What?! Noone else should be coming!

The gang runs out, Marie following behind, walking. They step outside to see several men stuffed in a car. Two men walk out. One startles Rameraz.

Rameraz: Bustov! (I'm no good at Russian name spelling...)
Bustov: *more rustic Pennsylvannian accent* Ah! You do remember me. *seeing Marie, removing his hat* Greetings, Marie.
Marie: What are you doing here?
Bustov: Is that any way to talk to someone who used to babysit you?
Joey: *glancing at Rameraz* What did he say?
Rameraz: He was a friend of the family. He taught me how to shoot.
Bustov: I taught you more than simply that.
Rameraz: *quitely to his group only* He's a big reason why my sis made this safe-area.
Bustov: What did you say, protoge?
Rameraz: Nothing. What are you doing here.
Bustov: Telling you that if you want to stay alive, don't come seeking revenge.
Joey: What are you talking about?! You know our code says we will!
Bustov: Those painters you gunned down were a group lead by the Painter.
Rameraz: The Mural?!
Bustov: You are always well informed. Well. Your band won't last two seconds on our grounds.

Ray is insulted by this statement. Afterall, he was famous for one-shot kills. He takes very quick aim at Bustov's eye and fires. He's surprised to see Bustove avoid it as if it were nothing. Rameraz looks directly at Ray and slaps his hand down hard. Ray is surprised by this, but sees that there are snipers ready to take him out. Marie, out of sight of Bustov and his boys, waves at them, and they lower their weapons. Even Marie has a well organized gang.

Rameraz: He's better than me! And I could have avoided that!
Ray: What?!
Rameraz: Bustov, we've got your point. You can expect to see us later.
Bustov: As you wish.

Bustov walks back to his care, but shakes his head at his other associate. That associate looks over the car, and then waves his hand. Rameraz looks directly at Joey who shrugs. Bustov and co. drive off.

Rameraz: Bustov is so good that he let me use him as target practice.
Ray: That's some training...
Rameraz: Soon...I was good enough to be his target. That's how we trained.
Joey: Seriously?!
Rameraz: We're both experts at one-shot kills. Yet...
Ray: How can we beat him?
Rameraz: Simple. Take the fight to him.
Joey: Great! Let's go!
Rameraz: One more thing. Those men we saw were likely specially hired for each one of you.
Raphael: What do you mean by that?
Rameraz: We'll have to fight an opponent who mirrors us. This will be a tough fight...


OOC: That's what I wanted to do. Sorry, I wanted to post earlier, but I couldn't get on. Now we shall have fun!

[Final Warrior]

Raphael: Bull....! Ah well, do I get to use some of the money?
Rameraz: 5K only.
Raphael: Fine. *sells off deringer, magnums and clips, gets 3kin return and uses the 5k to get Pump-Action Shotgun ($2500) and a pair of Desert Eagles ($2500)*
Raphael: Crap. The don't have any MP 44s...
*walks outside, looks around.*
Raphael: That's funny...

[Ninjastar29]

Jason- Great. So that means I'll have to face somebody who can wire bombs.
Joey- Hey, that guy's stealing my thunder!
Jason- I'm only good at wiring bombs, Joey. I'll eave blowing stuff up to you.

OOC- I'm gonna sell the hammer adn buy a desert eagle.
My character has two pistols now.

[D.F.I.]

Lucky runs down the street.. Several shtos are fired, but they miss by miles. Lucky turns left into an alley. He draws his Desert Eagles.

Lucky: (Looking back) You Bastards! What do want me for?

Policeman: We're here to arrest you......*he fires a couple of shots.*

Lucky: You'll never take me! *fires, and kills the policeman*

Lucky approaches the dead policeman. he recognises him.....

Lucky: Bastards. So....they sent Moritz against me. That Noob.....

[Final Warrior]

Meanwhile...

Raphael: Hey Joey, I got a question for you...
Rameraz: Oh God don't ask him-
Raphael: Why are you called the Arsonist?
Rameraz: Raphael, SHUT UP!

[bamthedoc]

Joey: Well... I could show you, but Rameraz has stopped all my efforts lately...
Rameraz: That's a good sign. You don't have to die.
Joey: Very funny. I noticed how gunman were listening to Marie.
Rameraz: We should get going. Where's Lucky?
Marie: *walking up* There's gunfire on the second mainstreet.
Rameraz: What?! Guys, time to get moving.

They pile in the truck as fast as possible. They realize that Lucky may be in trouble. Rameraz looks at Joey. He then notes, pleased, that Joey hasn't blown anything up in...several hours. They then see Lucky, who's pleased to see the truck coming. He jumps on as the truck drives away.

Joey: Raphael, you wanted to know why I'm called the Arson?
Raphael: Yes...but I'm not sure now.
Rameraz: Oh no...

An explosion rocks the truck as they look behind them. Those chasing Lucky were caught in it, just outside the "safe-area." They are on their way to find a safe spot to stuff thier stuff and get some rest.

[D.F.I.]

Lucky searches Moritz body, and finds a couple of bullets

Lucky: Excellent.......*hears sirens*

[2.Waste.Hate]

Joey: Eerr i'll be right back...

*Runs down the street*

Ramerez: oh no... joey dont!

Just as ramerez said that an entire swat team truck was barralling down the road.

Lucky: The safe havens gone...
Raph: Well... what are you waiting for!! Dive for cover.

And as they ran to the allys, weapons drawn and already firing, a truck of painters came barralling down the opposite direction. It seems they were tipped off about something going down here, as were the cops. Seeing each other they started firing, and as ramerez turned around he saw Joey hang up a phone.

Joey(while grinning): Watch and learn young bombadeer, for the masters at work!

Joey pulls out a small black tube, and chucks it. As it hits the ground and smashes, four buildings explode in a huge inferno, killing all but the small gang hiding behind the dumpster on the opposite street.

Joey: Aint no one bettah than the arson!

[Final Warrior]

Raphael: Hey Joey, come to my safe house sometime. I'll introduce you to Mr. Molotov ****tail and Mr. 20-pounds-of-C-14 wired-up-to-a-remote-detonating-pack. Right now however...
*Runs out of the ally, hurlting torwards a sweet looking Lotus Esprit, pulls a gituar case out.*
Raphael: Goody.
*Opens gituar case, begins assembling a sniper rifle.*

[D.F.I.]

Lucky: Bah. Someone must had told our whereabouts........I wonder......*pulls out his desert eagle*

[Ninjastar29]

*Jason draws his Colt 1911 and newly-acquired Desert Eagle.*

Jason- Yeah, we better get ready for company.

OOC- Bamthedoc, is your character named after RA Salvatore?
Cause Ramerez starts ra and Salvatore is the same last name.

BOT:

Jason- Hey, where the hell did Joey go?

[Final Warrior]

Raphael: Um... guys? cover, please? I'm getting-

*Two shots are fired, one bullet gets dangerously near the gas tank*

Raphael: D'arvit...

[Ninjastar29]

Raphael: D'arvit... [/b][/quote]

OOC: D'arvit? Isn't that from Artemis Fowl?

BOT: *Jason leans out the window and fires back. His shots bounce harmlessly off the armor of the SWAT team truck.*

Jason- Crap, that wasn't good.

OOC: Heh, this rpg reminds me of Vice City.