forum Mafia (Roleplay VERY MATURE Closed to everyone but @Axolotl-Gowrl, Me, and @LeviVix )

Started August 23, 2023 by Deleted user

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Ray opened the door to see the messenger "Um, hello… Do you need something?" He asked a little bit on edge

Ray opened the door to see the messenger "Um, hello… Do you need something?" He asked a little bit on edge

The messenger looked at you "Nyet not at all She does" His russian was strong and moved to show Milikavoska standing there despite looking like a girl and being one she was born a man only people close to her knew she looked like a girl she acted like one too

Ray opened the door to see the messenger "Um, hello… Do you need something?" He asked a little bit on edge

The messenger looked at you "Nyet not at all She does" His russian was strong and moved to show Milikavoska standing there despite looking like a girl and being one she was born a man only people close to her knew she looked like a girl she acted like one too

Ray look at the girl "Um… Did you need something?" He ask looking at her

Ray opened the door to see the messenger "Um, hello… Do you need something?" He asked a little bit on edge

The messenger looked at you "Nyet not at all She does" His russian was strong and moved to show Milikavoska standing there despite looking like a girl and being one she was born a man only people close to her knew she looked like a girl she acted like one too

Ray look at the girl "Um… Did you need something?" He ask looking at her

She looked and smiled "I need a bodyguard that can stay close to me" the little Russian accent hummed through the air

(i kinda wanna have chee burst through the window because the messenger is on her boss's hit list..)

(okie)

In the other room, the window shattered. normally, chee would prefer to be quiet, take their target down without anyone noticing, but she had a strict deadline on this job. If they didn't get it done, they'd be punished. of course, they didnt look anything like herself, as she was wearing a wig, a blue glass eye, a blue contact on their other eye, and were wearing platforms to make her look taller. and she was wearing makeup, changing her face shape by a fair amount. so she was unrecognisable as she burst in the poor bystander's house.

In the other room, the window shattered. normally, chee would prefer to be quiet, take their target down without anyone noticing, but she had a strict deadline on this job. If they didn't get it done, they'd be punished. of course, they didnt look anything like herself, as she was wearing a wig, a blue glass eye, a blue contact on their other eye, and were wearing platforms to make her look taller. and she was wearing makeup, changing her face shape by a fair amount. so she was unrecognisable as she burst in the poor bystander's house.

The messenger was in the other room

(yes, but the sound would alert them-)

The Messenger Ran out

Chee, expecting this, jumped back down, running to the entrance of the building, before running to meet him. they grabbed his arm, tugging it behind him and dislocating it. "I'll make this longer if you dare scream." she hissed.

Chee, expecting this, jumped back down, running to the entrance of the building, before running to meet him. they grabbed his arm, tugging it behind him and dislocating it. "I'll make this longer if you dare scream." she hissed.

The messenger grunted and spat "Bylat I'm not scared of you"

She smiled. "You should be." they, not letting go of his arm, held out a pill. "It'll be much easier if you take it. nice, painless, bloodless, quick." Nobody ever took the pill, but she always still offered it.

She smiled. "You should be." they, not letting go of his arm, held out a pill. "It'll be much easier if you take it. nice, painless, bloodless, quick." Nobody ever took the pill, but she always still offered it.

"NYET" The Messenger pulled out a gun

Name: Jeremiah Michealson
Nickname: Mya
Age:22
Gender: Male
Race: Russian
Hobbies: Art, cooking, torture
Likes: coming up with sarcastic comebacks people who don’t talk a lot, and sitting in a corner listening to music
Dislikes: extroverts and cops
Background: Born into a normal life but them made some bad influential friends
Mafia: TBD
Looks like: dirty blond hair, 5’ 11”, one grey eye one blue eye, missing index finger, and is usually in black leather suit thingie (I have an image in my head but I can’t quite describe it)

Well well well. What’s happening here *walks into room while saying)

(It’s a general question that’s a little bit sarcastic)

(I stupid explain)

(Remember, when the bad guy in movies, does that thing that’s like stereotyped were there in the chair and then when the girl walks and they turn around and they’re like well well well I’ve been expecting you this kind of what I was doing)

(OHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

She smiled. "You should be." they, not letting go of his arm, held out a pill. "It'll be much easier if you take it. nice, painless, bloodless, quick." Nobody ever took the pill, but she always still offered it.

"NYET" The Messenger pulled out a gun

Chee knocked the gun out of his hand, dislocating the other arm and keeping it restrained. "Are you sure?"

Ray opened the door to see the messenger "Um, hello… Do you need something?" He asked a little bit on edge

The messenger looked at you "Nyet not at all She does" His russian was strong and moved to show Milikavoska standing there despite looking like a girl and being one she was born a man only people close to her knew she looked like a girl she acted like one too

Ray look at the girl "Um… Did you need something?" He ask looking at her

She looked and smiled "I need a bodyguard that can stay close to me" the little Russian accent hummed through the air

Ray looked visibly confused as he looked at the girl "Um, can I ask why me? How do you know me? Also how would I protect you? I'm not even a good fighter…" Ray said as he was very confused