Mafia RPG

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Rules: 5-10 players, no god modding weapons, all start with a small .45 cal pistol.

Story: Its the late 1980's and it appears the russian mafia has just entered Young City, named after Pierce Young, a famous explorer. We, the italians own this city, and we gotta go wax Jonny Slim, the russian god father.

Character sheets

Name:
Age:
Weapon (Hand to hand or a low calibur pistol. upgrades will be available later on):
Weight of Weapon: (max 50)
History:
Famous For:
Appearance:







MELEE:

Carpenter's Hammer

What can I say? It is the melee weapon, be not fooled. Give a thug a good smash in the head with this baby and he won't be getting up after that. Oh and trust me, this hammer is not for putting nails in, OH YEAH BABY!!
weighs 20 pounds


Knucklebuster

Brass nuckles baby! pound the SHIT outta anyone with these!
weighs a pound

Baseball Bat

A regular wooden bat... weighs about 10 pounds

Knifes

Long and small big and tall these get the job done. Weather your slashing the tires of a russian car or cutting the throught of a russian bastard these do their job
weighs 5-15 pounds

PISTOLS:

Colt 1911 45 ACP.

The 1911 was put into service in you guessed it, 1911. It was the standerd side-arm for American troups in WWII where it gots it big reputation. The gun was very well constructed and extremely powerful. Here is a true story about the 1911. Once in WWII a American troup emptied his larger guns, and was alone. Not knowing what to do, he pulled out his trusty 1911, so afraid of the 1911 the 138 Germans that surrounded him, surrendered. He marched all 138 of them into captivity. Ah doesn't that just warm you heart? The 1911 uses 45 ACP. rounds and holds a 7 round clip.
15 pounds.

Deringer

A more modern gun, durable and fast on the draw, although its clip is a little less than satifying. Great for those fast draws on the shoot outs.
8 pounds each

S&W M 442 Airweight Revolver
Very very light pistols; can deceive any metal detector. A MUST for any mobster, and although they hold a lot of bullets (15 per clip) they are not known to kill on first shot... or even 2nd.
2 pounds each.


German Luger 9mm Parabelum

Possibly the most famous of all handguns, the Luger was small but another very powerful pistol. It was the standerd side-arm for German troups in WWII. Though despite rumors, Adolf Hitler didn't commit suicide with a Luger. In fact the Luger wasn't even his favorite gun. Instead it was a Walther PK 38 that was his favorite. He owned 3 and one had the initials A.H. carved in it, this is in fact the gun he used to commit suicide on April 30, 1943. The Luger uses 9mm rounds and holds a 9 round clip
20 pounds

S&W .27 magnum

A 27 calibur pistol, old, and shoots slower and softer bullets that do far more damage. Kills most people in 1-2 shots, though it only holds 6 bullets... be sure to pack extra ammo
weighs 6 pounds

M10 Revolver

A small and compact revolver used back in the 1920's. Very easy to conceil in a shoe.
Weighs 5 pounds.


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Name: Tony Two Fingers Rosetti
Age: 34
Weapon: Colt 1911 45 ACP, M10 Revolver
German Luger 9mm Parabelum, slip knife
Weight (weapons): 45 lbs. (max 50)

History: An old hit man, who has flown through the ranks in the italian mafia. The right hand man for the god father, and favored assassin.
Famous For: The Doogoody Hit (killed 17 people by himself, gained noteriaty from it.)
Appearance bullet scar on left shoulder, always wears a long over coat.
 

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Name: Rameraz Salvatore, aka The Stone Guns
Age: 32
Weapon: 4 Deringers (32) and Hunter's Knife (5)
Weight: (max weight 50) 38
History: An odd man recommended by a boss in another city. Not much is known about him as his history doesn't seem to...travel with him.
Famous For: One Shot Kills
Appearance: Tall and very well built, he doesn't appear as old as he is. He likes his trenchcoat and old-style hat from his old town.
 
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Italiano Names


Abbracciatutto
Abitifatti
Accademico
Affittacamere
Agente delle
Agricoltore
Agrimensore
Albergatore
Alchimista
Allattare
Allibratore
Allievo
Ambasciatore
Amministratore
Ammiraglio
Apennichino
Analista
Appaltatore
Apprendista
Aratore
Arciere
Archeologo
Architetto
Arciduca
Arciprete
Arcivescovo
Argentiere
Armaiolo, ,
Armatore
Armiere ,
Aromatario
Artigliere
Artista
Asinaio
Assagiatore
Assessore
Astronauta
Atleta
Attore
Attore
Autista
Autore
Aviatore
Avvocato

Bagnino
Baleniere
Balestiere
Balia
Bambaciaio
Bambinaia ,
Banchiere,
Bandettaio,
Barattolaio
Barbaresco
Barbiere
Barcaiolo
Bardonaro
Barilaio
Barista ,
Barone
Baronessa
Bartlettaio
Bastaio,Bastiere
Battiloro
Beccaio
Beccamorti,
Benestante
Berrettaio
Bestiamaro
Bettaliano,
Biadaiolo
Bibliotecario
Bicchiere
Bidello
Bifolco
Bigliettario
Bilanciaio ,
Birraio ,
Boaro
Boia
Bordonaro
Borghese
Borsaio
Bottaio
Bottegaio,
Bottonaia
Bovaro
Bracchiante,
Brigliaio
Bronzista
Bucataia
Buffone
Bullettaio
Burgisi
Burraio

Cacciaiuolo
Cacciatore
Caffettiere
Calafato
Calcoraro
Caldoraro
Callista
Calzolaio
Cambiatore
Cameriera
Cameriere
Campagnolo,
Campanaro
Cancelliere di Giuducat Regio
Candelaio
Cantante
Cantiniere
Capobanda
Capocameriere
Capo di squadra
Capo ricevimento
Capostazione
Cappellaio
Cappellano
Carbonaio
Carceriere
Cardalana, Carditore
Carnaiolo
Carneriere
Carpentiere
Carradore, Carretaio, Carrettiere
Carriero
Cartaio
Cartolaio
Caruso
Cassetaio
Cassiere
Cassiere
Cavalcante
Cavaliere
Cavallaio
Cavallerizzo
Cavamacchie
Centralinista
Ceraiuolo
Cesellatore
Chiavaiolo
Chiodaiolo
Chirurgo
Ciabattino
Cimatore
Cimbalaio
Civile
Cocchiere
Cofinaio
Colono
Coltellaio
Coltivatore
Coltriciaio
Commerciante
Commessa,
Commesso d'ufficio
Compositore
Conciapelle,
Conestabile
Confettore
Consigliere
Console
Consulente
Contabile
Contadino
Conte
Contraente
Copertoaio
Copista
Corazzaio
Cordaio,
Correggiaio
Corriere Messenger
Corrispondente
Costruttore
Cretaro
Crivellaio, Crivellatore
Cucitrice
Cuoaio
Cuoco
Curandaio
Curare
Curatolo di Bovi
Curatulu
Custode

Dentista
Detenuto
Dettagliante
Dipintore
Diplomatico
Direttore
Direttore di scuola
Direttore
Divettino
Docente
Domestico
Donna di Casa
Drappiere
Droghiere

Ebanista
Ebreo
Economista
Editore
Elettricista
Elettrotecnico
Erudito
Esposito, Esposto

Italian English
Fabbricante
Fabbro
Fabrolignario
Facchino
Falegname
Falciatrice
Fante
Farsettaio
Faticatore
Fattore
Fattorino
Farmacista
Ferraio
Ferratore
Ferravecchio
Ferroviere
Fiaschiaio
Figurinai di gesso
Filanderia
Filatore
Filosofo
Fisarmonicista
Fisico
Forbelarme
Forbiciaio ,
Fornaciaio
Fornaio,
Fotografo
Frustajolo
Fruttaiuolo
Fruttivendolo
Funaio
Funaiolo

Gainaio
Galgaio
Gendarme
Gessarolo
Giardiniere
Gioielliere
Giornalaio
Giornalista
Giornatiere
Giudice
Giurista
Graviano
Grossista
Guarda
Guardabarriere
Guardaboschi
Guardacaccia
Guardapesca
Guardaportone
Guardarobiere
Guardasala
Gardasigilli
Guardia rurale
Guardiano
Guardiano notturno
Guardiamarina
Guarnaio
Guida

Idraulico
Impiegato
Imprendatore
Impresario
Incisore
Infermiera
Insegnante
Intagliatore
Interprete
Investigatore
Ispettore
Istrumentista
Istruttore

Lanaio, Lanino
Lanternaio
Lastraiolo
Lattaio
Lattonaio
Lava panni, Lavandaia
Lavapiatti
Lavatrice di pavimenti
Legatore
Legale, Legista
Legnaio
Levatrice
Libraio
Locandiere
Lustrascarpe

Macellaio
Maestro
Maestro di Cappella
Magazziniere
Magistrate
Magnano
Mandriano
Manente
Maniscalco
Manuale
Marinaio
Marmista
Marramiere
Massaia
Massare, Massaro o
Materassaio
Mattoniao
Meccanico
Medico Fisico
Mendicante
Mercante
Mercante di vini
Mercatante
Merciaio, Merciere
Mescitore di vino
Messo Messenger,
Metti foglio
Meziere
Mezzadro
Mietitore
Militare
Minatore, Minerario
Miniatore
Molinaro
Monaco, Monaca
Morsaio
Mugnaio
Muratore
Musicista

Nastraio
Negoziante
Notaro
Nutrice

Oculista
Oliandolo
Ombrellaio
Operaio
Orafo
Orciolaio
Orefice
Organista
Orlatrice
Orologiaio
Orpellaio
Ortolano
Oste
Ostetrice
Ottico
Ottonaio

Paggio
Pagliaccio
Pagliaiolo
Panettiere
Pannelaio
Panniere
Parroco
Parrucchiere
Pasticciere
Pastore, Pastaro
Patrocinatore
Pattiere
Pesatore
Pecoraio
Pediatra
Pelacane
Pellegrino
Pellicciaio
Pesatore
Pescatore
Pescivendolo
Pettinaio
Pettinatore
Pezzaio
Pianista
Piannellaio
Piccionere
Piffero
Pilota
Pirriatiri
Pittore
Pizzicagnolo
Poeta
Poliziotto
Pollaiolo
Pollivendolo
Pompiere
Porcaro
Portalettere
Portatore
Portiere
Portinaio
Possidense,
Postino
Precettore
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Prestatore su pegno
Prestigiatore
Prigioniero
Professore
Programmatore
Proietto, Projetto
Proprietario
Psichiatra
Psicoanalista
Psicologo
Purgatore

Rabbino
Ranciere
Refaiuolo
Regista
Retaio
Ricamatore
Rigattiere
Rigattiere e linaiuolo
Rimensatore
Ritagliatore
Riveditore
Rivenditore

Saccaio
Sacerdote
Saggiatore
Salassatore
Salinaio Salt
Salsicciaio
Saponaio
Sarta
Sarto, Sartore
Scalpellino
Scamatino
Scardare
Scardassiere
Scaricatore
Scarpellatore
Scegliattore di lana
Schermidore
Schiavo
Scienziato
Scodellaio
Scolaro
Scrittore
Scrivano
Scultore
Segatore
Segnalatore
Segretaria
Selaio
Sensale
Sentinella
Servitore
Setaiolo
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Sindaco
Sistemista
Smaltista
Soldato
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Stampatore
Stiratrice
Storico
Stovigliaio
Studente
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Tabaccaio
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Tassista
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Tesoriere

Tessitore di lana
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Tessitore di seta
Timoniere
Tintore
Tiratore
Toppaiolo
Tornaio
Tornitore
Tosatore
Trafficante
Traghettatore
Treccone
Uomo d'affari
Uomo di fatica
Usciere
Usciere
Vaccaio, Vaccaro
Vaiaio Furrier
Vangatore
Vasaio
Vaticale
Venditore
Venditore di uova
Venditore di merci
Verghegiatore
Vermicellajo, Vermicellaro
Vescovo
Veterinario
Vetraio
Vettorale, Vetturale
Vigilaio
Vignaiolo
Vignaiuolo
Villaio, Vinaio
Vinattiere
Viticultore

Zampognaro
Zappatore
Zita, Zitella
Zoccolaio
Zolfataro
 
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Name: Tommy Fettichino, AkA the Armory Kid
Age: 22
Weapon: M10 Revolver, 2 German Luger 9mm Parabelum, Colt 1911 45 ACP.
Weight of Weapon: (max 50) 50
History: A young man looking for the big time, he is best known as the Armory Kid for the massive ammounts of guns he keeps with him.
Famous For: His policy of if its moving shoot it.
Appearance: Young man, hair parted down middle, always ready for a fight, never backing down.
 

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Name: Joey Venditore
Age: 42
Weapon: 2 German Luger 9mm Parabelum, Colt 1911 45 ACP.

Weight of Weapon: (max 50): 45 i think
History: none
Famous For: none
Appearance: Rough around the edges, Joey "The Arson" Venditore gets the job done.
 

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OOC: Well, DK and HAC told me to kill thier chars off, so where we go...
BOT:

Rameraz, Tommy, Tony, and Joey are walking down the street. It's late at night, and they've had a few drinks. They're still "able", but they aren't paying much attention. Suddenly shots go off, and Tommy is immediately hit. Rameraz and Joey, both new to town and used to rougher streets, jump to the sides. Tony, however, is a close friend of Tommy and runs for him. He's shoot a few dozen times by what sounds like a T-Gun. Falling dead to the ground, Tommy tries to get up to help him and is gunned down the same way. Rameraz, in a rage, pulls out two Deringers and jumps across the street. He fires both guns, hitting the hitman in the head and chest. He falls, dead, before he can react.

Rameraz: Two Gun! Armory! I promise you I'll get the creeps who hired that hitman!
Joey: Man...they got shot up real good.
Rameraz: We need to get out of here! Before the cops come.
 

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So on their way, Joey runs up to the corpse and slings it on his back.

He throws the corpse into the car and they drive off, and joeys hand is gripping firmly on his chest holster, just in case.
 

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Rameraz: We'll have to see the boss. He'll know what to do. And we can formulate a plan.
Joey: Yeah. Those... We'll get them!
 

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And they walk into their hideout, an old factory in the part of town called Suicide Slums, know for its high crime rate and death rate. Once the home of the biggest weapon manufactorer the building is now abandoned and out of use.

*Pulls all of his pistols out of his holsters and puts them on the table...*

Joey: They got firepower... think we could find us a specialist to hook us up with a few Thompsons?

Rameraze: You mean some tommy guns? it'll be hard but im sure if we could come up with the money we could pull it off...

Joey: well i hoid of some guys looking for a team to rob the city bank and pull off a hit on the mayer... which one u wanna look into. They both pay 500,000...
 

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Rameraz: Good question... The mayor is too stupid to be a real threat... Let's go for the heist. I have some...experiance in that area that will be quite useful.
Joey: Oh?
Rameraz: Let's just say it will be near impossible to track us down.
Joey: I'll takes you to the guy then. I need rest first. It's kinda late.
Rameraz: Hmm? I don't like the idea of not having my trusty Deringers though. I'm known for my one-shot kills...
 

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Joey: Well we all have our preferences...

And so the two start to sleep, one on guard duty, the other sleeping, changing constantly to ensure protection from their would be assassins.

And after a long night, morning comes

As Ramerez walks in, joey is polishing a large T-Gun, probably the one taken from the hitman.

Ramerez: Your using that? its got hardly any ammo.

Joey: Im just bringing it. We'll need to make a stop on the way...

So joey grabs his pistols and throws them in the back of the car while ramerez drives to the police station.

Joey: Listen use the T-Gun and shoot the place up... i'll sneak around back and try to get us a sniper rifle.

Joey wore a big smile with his luger in one hand. He got out of the car, and walked around to the back ally.
 

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Rameraz makes sure that no one will notice him and takes aim. At the designated time, Rameraz starts firing at the station. Chaos ensues as officers come running. Rameraz knows the best way to ensure the chaos continues is to shoot up the building and force the officers to run for cover.

Rameraz: This ought to buy him time... Low on ammo though...
 

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suddenly, as ramerez looks out the car window, he see's joey shooting behind him as he ran from 8 cops, a rifle in his hand.

GO GO he shouted as he jumped in the car...as they drove off he used the rest of his ammo
 

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Rameraz takes a look behind them. He notices something he doesn't like.

Rameraz: We're being followed. Where are we heading?
Joey: That's up to you. We can't be tailed going to see those people I was talking about.
Rameraz: Okay. We need a different car.

Rameraz drives around town, taking random turns. They eventually come to a garage. Rameraz, pleased that they aren't being followed, drives in. They soon come to quite a few cars.

Joey: Who these belong to?
Rameraz: It matter? You can pick.
 

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And so Joey walks over to a red sports car that flashed in the sun light. It looked to be very expensive, very new.

Joey: This one?

Ramerez: No its too obvious... how about this one?

He was standing next to a big truck with a covered back. He was tapping the glass with his gun.

With some refitting this could suit us fairly well, Joey commented as they got in. Joey pulled his german luger, and held it tightly to his chest inside his jacket as they drove out.

Joey: Wanna know why im called the arsen?

Ramerez: Why

And it was like a cue as they pulled out of the garage there was an explosion and flames engulfed the toll booth.

Joey: Thats why.

Ramerez: That was stupid... now they'll be bound to know we were here...

Joey: I know but it was a helluva lot funner than the alternitive...

Joey: Turn right.

He chimed in giving directions before they arrived at an old wodden house, that looked like it had been thoughroly trashed and ransaked. As joey and ramerez walked up to the door.... something...
 

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Rameraz: I wouldn't try it.
Joey: What? *seeing Rameraz aiming two of his Deringers*
???: How did you...?
Rameraz: Ha! Wouldn't you like to know.
Joey: I know you two... I'm here to see a man about a certain...job.
???: *looking carefully at Joey* It is you.
Joey: Gonna let us in?
???: Gasan, return to your post.

Rameraz puts his Deringers away as one of the men walks away. The second, who's the only one who's spoken, walks in.

Joey: He should be telling his boss we're here.
Rameraz: Good.
 

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OOC: Can I join now?

I'll post my character....

Name: Davion Meccanico aka The lucky bastard
Age: 29
Weapon:2 knives, A luger
Weight: 50 pounds

History: Well known in the mafia for his gunslinging skills. Formerely worked for the Russian Mafia, before falling out with them.
Famous For: Successfully escaping from the Russians, heavily injured, and killing almost 48 men before escaping. Not many people know this.
Appearance: Scars all along his face, lost his left hand.
 

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As Joey and Ramerez walked in (guns still held tightly in their hands) they noticed a short and stoute man sitting in a large chair smoking a ciggarrette. He introduced himself as Kayo Sposato. Joey reconized the name immidiantly...

Kay: Well... i guess your here for the job then...?

Joey: Yeah... we are. Why do you want the mayor dead?

Kay: He is interferring with out... campaign. No more questions. You'll be using one of my men. He enters 1st and king street on a motor parade. You'll take him out there on July 19th at around 5 pm. Dont be late. Get the job done and we may have more for you...

Ramerez: Whos the kid we takin?

And then a tall man missing a left hand walked in.

The Lucky Bastard: I am.

Ramerez: Well lets get going

So on the way back Joey told Lucky all about the plan, and they stopped to get some chinese.

Lucky: Hey Joey... why u called the arsonist?

Ramerez: DONT ASK...

Joey (while driving through the drive though at Mcdonalds): You'll see.

As they pulled away the mcdonalds order box blew up and set the entire place on fire... causing mass hysteria.

Joey: Thats why.
 

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Name: Raymond (Revolver Ray) Bonanno

Age: 24

Weapon: S&W .27 magnum x2 (In each waist holder) S&W M 442 Airweight Revolver (in coat), Switchblade (In coat), Butterfly Knife x2 (On wrist straps)

Weight of Weapon: (max 50) 26 lbs.

History: A distant cousion of the famous Bill Bonanno. His favorite weapon is the pistol, he can put a bullet through someone's eye at long range, a kill no matter what caliber you use. It's a shot that makes people famous... xD

Famous For: The Donello Assassination, killed Johny Donello from the third story window of an apartment with his revolver. The shot went right through Johny's left eye and imbedded itself in his father's shoulder while they ate in an uptown resturant.

Appearance: Ray is into the whole modern cowboy look. His long brown hair is tied into a pony-tail and mostly hidden under a tan ten-gallon hat. He wears a large tan trenchcoat in which he conceals weapons, money, etc. etc. etc. While all three knives and his light-weight pistol are hidden. The two revolvers hang in plain site at his sides. (When the coat is pulled back of course) He's of average height and has a slightly twitchy look about his hands.
 

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Ok so as we are on our way to the hideout, we notice a man in a dark blue corvette following us... puffing a ciggarrette.

Ramerez: Joey knock his tires out.

Joey pulls his luger and is about to fire when the gun is shot out of his hand.

THe man that is following them had a revolver pulled, and aimed.

Joey pull his luger again and shot out the two front tires after a sharp turn that kept the man preoccupied.

Lucky pulled the man outta the car while Joey and Ramerez held their pistols at his face.

Remerez: Nice shot... But why were you following us?

???: Mr. Kayo sent me... im your sniper.

Ramerez: Get in the car. Lucky held his gun pressed firmly to the mans back. Joey sat behind in the mans red corvette (where he found a lighter) and as they drove off the car exploded in a firey explosion.

Back at the hideout it was cleared up, and by morning they were ready for their job. Ray was polishing his rifle and muttering about how he could get the job done without one...

So Lucky Joey and Ramerez Stood outside a huge hotel door to the roof, watching over Ray who was positioned firmly and ready to fire. As the mayor came by.... he...
 
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