Deleted user
(please…)
(please…)
(pretty please)
I got another character…can we start soon
Name: Garrett McNess
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Preferred Pronouns: He, Him, His
Race: Caucasian
Role (Gang or normal?): Normal, he is a police officer looking for the gang
Appearance: Curly coal black hair, dark blue eyes, 5"7
Usual Clothing: His police uniform
Personality: Independent, Shy, Antisocial
Fears: Fire (it seems lame but his house burned down when he was little, killing his parents and older sister, he is adopted)
Talents (try not to have more than 3): Decoding, being a detective
Background: His father is the sheriff of the station, he is following his footsteps. His father has been trying to track down the gang for years, with one encoded paper. Garrett figures out it is coordinates and goes to the location…(that's where it begins)
Anything else: If you want him to die off just ask, I might be okay with it
(We can start!)
(Please)
A man with hard features was the middle man in the operation. He had one job. Get the flash drive with the drug routes from one location to another. That’s all he had to do. Though, sadly for him, he had lost the flash drive somewhere along his walk. It would end terribly for him. The man stepped aside and into an alley, where Yeon was waiting. Yeon and one or two others had been assigned to pick up the flash drive and take it back to the headquarters. “You have what we need?” He asked, spanish accent showing through roughly.
“Of course I do,” the older man answered. His searched through his pockets, but the little flash drive wasn’t there.
“What’s the hold up?” Yeon asked, dark eyes narrowing.
“It’s not in my pocket. I just had it.”
"So you don't have it now," Flint says with an eerie calmness.
( this looks like fun! Can I join?)
(I mean the title says open so I guess you can, it's not my rp though)
(I mean the title says open so I guess you can, it's not my rp though)
( okay.. I'll wait for approval from the owner, I don't want to intrude…)
May I join this?
(fair enough)
(You two can! Though I would ask one or both of you could be normal people? We only have one, and a lot of gang members! We should even It out, yeah?)
(You two can! Though I would ask one or both of you could be normal people? We only have one, and a lot of gang members! We should even It out, yeah?)
(yes absolutely)
Actually I was wondering if my character could be a spy, like part of the secret police or something trying to infiltrate and snuff out the Mafia/Gangs?
Name:Forest Jacobs
Age: 21
Gender: female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Preferred Pronouns: she/her
Race: french/ native american
Role (Gang or normal?): normal
Appearance: auburn hair, teal eyes
Usual Clothing: black (semi revealing) tank top, black and white flannel, jean shorts, and dark blue converse
Personality: develop
Fears: being kidnapped and being alone
Talents (try not to have more than 3): jazz singer, actress, good cook
Background: She's a well known jazz singer who goes from bar to bar, singing jazz. She occasionally sings at weddings and dinner parties
Anything else: ( please kidnap her)
Actually I was wondering if my character could be a spy, like part of the secret police or something trying to infiltrate and snuff out the Mafia/Gangs?
(Yeah, that would be okay)
Actually I was wondering if my character could be a spy, like part of the secret police or something trying to infiltrate and snuff out the Mafia/Gangs?
(Yeah, that would be okay)
:D
The man gave the pair a nervous look and nodded slowly. “I don’t have it.”
Yeon had the urge to curse or possibly just beat the hell out of the idiotic man. He exhaled sharply and ran a hand across his face. “What’s your ID number?”
“Please don-“
“What is your goddamn ID number?” He snapped in a harsher tone. Yeon wasn’t the type to get hostile easily, but this was a serious matter.
“2870,” The man responded in a shaking tone.
“Right. Now get the hell out of here,” Yeon hissed, and the man walked away quickly. He exhaled slowly again, turning to face the other, who’s name he thought was Flint or something. “This could not have gone worse.”
(I don't know where I should start my character…)
"Yeah, this sure as hell ain't the best." He pauses for a second. "Well, he says he had it, maybe he just dropped it. Could be worth looking around a bit."
(You can always throw him in with Yeon and Flint, if you’d like)
“We could head back the way he came. Hopefully no one picked it up. We would be so dead…” Yeon said, trailing off towards the end of his sentence. Their boss wouldn’t care who lost it, he would take his anger out on everyone in the operation.
Flint nods and heads off, following the route 2870 would've taken. He keeps his eyes on the ground.
(What exactly are y'all doin'?)
(Trying to find a flash drive on the ground, if they don't they're as good as dead)
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