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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 31, 2017 1:48:30 GMT -5
The Bianchi family has been around as long as Stanley City has, and they've always been the ones in charge. They've ruled with an iron fist, taking out any who dare to oppose them. But recently the Carbone family has decided to move in, coming in from the North and slowly spreading and taking over parts of the city. Of course it's upset the Bianchis, and has slowly created tension between the two families. They've waged turf wars, hired hit men, went after one another, all to take total control of the city.
The Carbones want to take over the city for themselves, and the Bianchis want to gain it back and wrench it from the new family's grasp. It's caused an increase in violence and both families have lost friends and loved ones. And in a sick twist of events, the head of the Carbone family has taken out the fiancé of the head of the Bianchi family. It's a price you pay when you're part of a mafia family. Geronimo, head of the Bianchi family, has put a price on Primo, head of the Carbon family's head. He has every intention of eradicating the opposing family now to avenge his dead fiancé and to take back his city.
Stanley City used to be a place where you kept to yourself, didn't pry into someone else's business, and simply went about your day. Other than occasional act of violence or vandalism, and the Bianchi family business, the city used to be a generally peaceful place to live. If you kept out of trouble, paid your bills, and stayed in line then you had nothing to worry about except your next big meeting or promotion. But it's about to be turned into a war zone between the two most powerful families with a growing hatred for another. It's a war you don't want to get caught between.
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Post by crane on Jul 31, 2017 2:19:52 GMT -5
- R U L E S -
- literacy • This is a semi-lit role play! • Punctuation and spelling is super important, so please use them properly. :^)) • We're not going to have a strict minimum of how much you should post, but try to aim for a paragraph each time!
- characters • You may join with a member of either crime family, or a citizen in Stanley. High society individuals, unrelated criminals, and innocent bystanders are recommended! • Please don't apply the surnames Carbone/Bianchi without asking first! • Each member can have up to three characters. There is no gender ratio. • LGBT characters are more than encouraged. • It's going to be important to be flexible as far as mortality goes - expect to lose some of 'em along the way. • If you'd like your character to have a high-ranking position in either family, please say so when you join!
- etiquette • Use brackets when speaking out of rp! • Be polite and understanding w other members! • Rammy or myself will have the final say on all matters out of character. • Please don't spam here. <3
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| character's name | age | role and loyalties | brief description of personality, appearance | your screen name |
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 31, 2017 2:23:22 GMT -5
- C h a r a c t e r s -Bianchi | Geronimo Bianchi | 31| Head of Bianchi family | Geronimo is a man with shady and shaky morals who likes it when things are done in an a timely manner. He is loyal to those close to him, though can be a little cold towards those he doesn't know well. Get in his way and he won't hesitate to dispose of you in some way, most times sending his right hand man to take care of it for him. While he can be a little on the colder side, he's not entirely helpless. He has a soft spot for children, though doesn't want any of his own, and won't turn a blind eye to those in need who cannot help themselves. He's picky about who he allows into his family, wanting only the most loyal he can find, often giving next to impossible tasks to test new members. And if they cannot complete the tasks he himself will take care of them so they can't blackmail or rat him out. He holds grudges for forever. A little above average height, he's got a sturdy build that seems to be well balanced with dark, chocolate brown hair and fair skin with dark eyes. He is aging well and one wouldn't know that he is the age that he is. Has a small scar on the bottom left corner of his lip from an accident from his youth. He has seven tattoos- 1. Two assault rifles with roses and dad's name on his sternum 2. A woman's face done as a sugar skull with a rose on his left bicep 3. Scorpion on his right bicep 4. small silhouette of a pinup girl on his left hip 5. A single daffodil on the left side of his ribcage 6. A simple arrow on the right side of his ribcage 7. Skull with roses and daffodils growing out of it on his back left shoulder. | Bleating Ram || William 'Billy' Rose | 29 | Geronimo Bianchi's right hand man | Average height, lithe and sturdy. Soft brown hair, curled and long enough to reach the nape of his neck. Hazel eyes, infamous grin, handsome face. Billy is volatile and explosive, lives with borderline personality disorder. Capable of pretty much anything. Unpredictable except when it comes to Geronimo; he functions as an attack dog, has no limits, and does whatever he's told so long as it's Geronimo who's telling him. | the mayor |Carbone | Primo Carbone | 45 | Carbone mob boss | Dark, slicked-back hair, six foot something, sturdy build. Has a few gold teeth, olive skin, heavy brow. Primo is a dangerous man; ruthless and intelligent. Inspires loyalty with ease. Charismatic on the outside, repressed and difficult in his personal life. Prone to violent outbursts. Your classic Italian family-man. | the mayor || Anjelica Carbone | 42 | Wife and adviser to Carbone | Wavy blonde hair with greying routes, 5'10, slightly curvy and fond of corsets. Slightly tired-looking around the eyes. Anjelica was a bombshell in her youth; she married Primo when she was 19 and has been relatively loyal ever since. Has had a few flings on the side. Sharp wit, ruthless business ideals, and probably more sway in the criminal underworld than most would guess. Has killed for her family; would do so again. | the mayor || Simeon Cantinelli | 24 | Carbone lackey and runner | Simeon is massively paranoid about everything, constantly jumping and looking over his shoulder for possible danger. He's highly claustrophobic and doesn't do well in any sort of enclosed space, even cars. Gets along easily with women and constantly follows around the stronger members of the Carbone family, mainly one of their sons who sees as a savior of sorts after an incident when he was younger. Soft spoken and timid, he doesn't do well cornered. The young man is extremely loyal to the Carbones and would prefer death over giving away secrets- or so he claims. Often dabbles in crafts on his free time. A tall man, standing at about 6'4" he has an extremely lanky build and looks like he'd blow away in the wind. While his frame doesn't allow him to take a hit send him off on a task and he'll be gone in a flash. He has short, light lemonade pink hair that seems to never stay down, spiking forward a little bit no matter what he does. His eyes are a bright green and his skin is pale with a few light freckles splattered across his nose. He always has a backpack he made from an old stuffed teddy bear, and his case for his phone is even a teddy bear. | Bleating Ram |Neutral | Raven Dozer | 27 | unrelated to either family- arms dealer | Raven is a tough young lady who won't let herself be pushed around. She can be cold and sarcastic, but she loves her friends and is deathly loyal to them, ready to give up her life for them if she had to. She does have a sweet and loving spot, but it's a rare sight to see and doesn't come out often. She's a natural born leader and just takes charge of the group right from the get go. She may taunt and make jibes at the others, but she loves them all, even if the get on her nerves. She can, at times, be a ticking time bomb that's just waiting to go off and she'll snap if she does. She loves a good fight and isn't afraid to get her knuckles bloody busting up a face or two. She's somewhat oblivious when a guy is making a move on her, but she's not an innocent girl, so don't try anything stupid or she'll probably kill you. She's a take no prisoners kind of girl, but despite her tough nature, there is a soft spot she's trying to protect. Inside she's hurting and wanting someone to just keep her safe and make sure she doesn't get hurt anymore. She doesn't believe she's pretty, but she'll only joke about it around others, and she doesn't believe people can love her. Her self esteem wavers constantly, and she doesn't think people actually like her. She's not good at being soft and loving, but she's understanding. 6'3" with a lean build and ghostly pale skin, which combine to give her an almost sickly look. Her eyes a dark sapphire blue color that contrast with her pale complexion. Raven's hair is jet-back and when it's down it reaches the middle of her back, and there are neon blue highlights streaked through it which give her blank look a splash of color. The left side of her head is shaved and the right side tends to fall into her eyes every now and again. Her left eyebrow has two short scars through the outside end and her hair has never grown back. A tattoo of a raven’s wings take over both shoulder blades, she has a small raven in flight on her left side near her shoulder, and a black mamba coils around her right arm while an ace of spades card resides on her hip. She has snakebites and 8 piercings in each ear. | Runs her own tattoo parlor in more "neutral" territory- deals arms out from her shop | Bleating Ram |- R e l a t i o n s h i p s - Billy- Geronimo's right hand Primo and Anjelica are married
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Post by crane on Jul 31, 2017 2:53:39 GMT -5
| William 'Billy' Rose | 29 | Geronimo Bianchi's right hand man | Average height, lithe and sturdy. Soft brown hair, curled and long enough to reach the nape of his neck. Hazel eyes, infamous grin, handsome face. Billy is volatile and explosive, lives with borderline personality disorder. Capable of pretty much anything. Unpredictable except when it comes to Geronimo; he functions as an attack dog, has no limits, and does whatever he's told so long as it's Geronimo who's telling him. | the mayor |
| Primo Carbone | 45 | Carbone mob boss | Dark, slicked-back hair, six foot something, sturdy build. Has a few gold teeth, olive skin, heavy brow. Primo is a dangerous man; ruthless and intelligent. Inspires loyalty with ease. Charismatic on the outside, repressed and difficult in his personal life. Prone to violent outbursts. Your classic Italian family-man. | the mayor |
| Anjelica Carbone | 42 | Wife and adviser to Carbone | Wavy blonde hair with greying routes, 5'10, slightly curvy and fond of corsets. Slightly tired-looking around the eyes. Anjelica was a bombshell in her youth; she married Primo when she was 19 and has been relatively loyal ever since. Has had a few flings on the side. Sharp wit, ruthless business ideals, and probably more sway in the criminal underworld than most would guess. Has killed for her family; would do so again. | the mayor |
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 31, 2017 3:27:35 GMT -5
| Geronimo Bianchi | 31 | Head of Bianchi family | Geronimo is a man with shady and shaky morals who likes it when things are done in an a timely manner. He is loyal to those close to him, though can be a little cold towards those he doesn't know well. Get in his way and he won't hesitate to dispose of you in some way, most times sending his right hand man to take care of it for him. While he can be a little on the colder side, he's not entirely helpless. He has a soft spot for children, though doesn't want any of his own, and won't turn a blind eye to those in need who cannot help themselves. He's picky about who he allows into his family, wanting only the most loyal he can find, often giving next to impossible tasks to test new members. And if they cannot complete the tasks he himself will take care of them so they can't blackmail or rat him out. He holds grudges for forever. A little above average height, he's got a sturdy build that seems to be well balanced with dark, chocolate brown hair and fair skin with dark eyes. He is aging well and one wouldn't know that he is the age that he is. Has a small scar on the bottom left corner of his lip from an accident from his youth. He has seven tattoos- 1. Two assault rifles with roses and dad's name on his sternum 2. A woman's face done as a sugar skull with a rose on his left bicep 3. Scorpion on his right bicep 4. small silhouette of a pinup girl on his left hip 5. A single daffodil on the left side of his ribcage 6. A simple arrow on the right side of his ribcage 7. Skull with roses and daffodils growing out of it on his back left shoulder. | Bleating Ram |
| Raven Dozer | 27 | unrelated to either family- arms dealer | Raven is a tough young lady who won't let herself be pushed around. She can be cold and sarcastic, but she loves her friends and is deathly loyal to them, ready to give up her life for them if she had to. She does have a sweet and loving spot, but it's a rare sight to see and doesn't come out often. She's a natural born leader and just takes charge of the group right from the get go. She may taunt and make jibes at the others, but she loves them all, even if the get on her nerves. She can, at times, be a ticking time bomb that's just waiting to go off and she'll snap if she does. She loves a good fight and isn't afraid to get her knuckles bloody busting up a face or two. She's somewhat oblivious when a guy is making a move on her, but she's not an innocent girl, so don't try anything stupid or she'll probably kill you. She's a take no prisoners kind of girl, but despite her tough nature, there is a soft spot she's trying to protect. Inside she's hurting and wanting someone to just keep her safe and make sure she doesn't get hurt anymore. She doesn't believe she's pretty, but she'll only joke about it around others, and she doesn't believe people can love her. Her self esteem wavers constantly, and she doesn't think people actually like her. She's not good at being soft and loving, but she's understanding. 6'3" with a lean build and ghostly pale skin, which combine to give her an almost sickly look. Her eyes a dark sapphire blue color that contrast with her pale complexion. Raven's hair is jet-back and when it's down it reaches the middle of her back, and there are neon blue highlights streaked through it which give her blank look a splash of color. The left side of her head is shaved and the right side tends to fall into her eyes every now and again. Her left eyebrow has two short scars through the outside end and her hair has never grown back. A tattoo of a raven’s wings take over both shoulder blades, she has a small raven in flight on her left side near her shoulder, and a black mamba coils around her right arm while an ace of spades card resides on her hip. She has snakebites and 8 piercings in each ear. | Runs her own tattoo parlor in more "neutral" territory- deals arms out from her shop | Bleating Ram |
| Simeon Cantinelli | 24 | Carbone lackey and runner | Simeon is massively paranoid about everything, constantly jumping and looking over his shoulder for possible danger. He's highly claustrophobic and doesn't do well in any sort of enclosed space, even cars. Gets along easily with women and constantly follows around the stronger members of the Carbone family, mainly one of their sons who sees as a savior of sorts after an incident when he was younger. Soft spoken and timid, he doesn't do well cornered. The young man is extremely loyal to the Carbones and would prefer death over giving away secrets- or so he claims. Often dabbles in crafts on his free time. A tall man, standing at about 6'4" he has an extremely lanky build and looks like he'd blow away in the wind. While his frame doesn't allow him to take a hit send him off on a task and he'll be gone in a flash. He has short, light lemonade pink hair that seems to never stay down, spiking forward a little bit no matter what he does. His eyes are a bright green and his skin is pale with a few light freckles splattered across his nose. He always has a backpack he made from an old stuffed teddy bear, and his case for his phone is even a teddy bear. | Bleating Ram |
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Post by crane on Jul 31, 2017 3:50:06 GMT -5
[fffff aaaaaaa I'm so excited oh my god,, I considered putting Billy's undying love for Gerry in his form and then I was like, nah, let's allow him to show the gayness for himself.]
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Post by crane on Jul 31, 2017 3:55:03 GMT -5
[oh my god and Simeon is so precious!! he is so tall and that's hilarious bc Lori is like two inches shorter than him?? aaaaa adorable.]
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 31, 2017 4:11:37 GMT -5
Let it flow through himmm, actions speak louder than words man :,) Yes yes yes, he had a growth spurt, look at him. Oh man, haha, Lori just has this tall drink of water following him around like some kind of lost dog)
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 31, 2017 11:59:58 GMT -5
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Post by Bleating Ram on Aug 1, 2017 8:27:58 GMT -5
Geronimo Bianchi was not a patient man, and waiting was not one of his strongest points. But here he was, waiting for his closest friend and right hand man to return from a job that he had specifically given to him because he knew that he was the only one who wouldn't disappoint him. Crossing one leg over the other as he sat in his chair, he steepled his fingers together, elbows resting on the arms of his chair, gaze dark. "Honestly, I hope he isn't running late," he murmured, letting out a sigh before pushing himself up and meandering into his kitchen to prepare himself something to eat. If Billy was running late it wouldn't have mattered all that much to begin with because while Gerry ruled with an iron grip and could be a ferocious man when you crossed him, but when it came to the killer he was more lenient.
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Post by crane on Aug 1, 2017 9:35:24 GMT -5
Billy headed through the backstreets on his way home, head down, coat collar popped. He'd washed the blood from his hands, cleaned and reloaded his pistol, and left the corpse where it fell. He'd done what he could to make it look self-inflicted, but the cops around here were too crooked to put much effort into anything regardless. He hadn't set out with the intention of killing the man; it had just happened. He hadn't been forthcoming with information, he'd insulted Geronimo, he'd left Billy with a black eye and a cut on his lip, and all in all, taking his life had been easier than worrying about what the old scoundrel would tell his superiors. It was best no one knew the Carbone informant had talked in the first place.
He headed through the doors of the restaurant they ran their operations out of, not bothering to come in discreetly, because he knew he could get away with just about anything here. They owned this place, and no enemy of theirs would dare try to walk in without expecting to be taken out the back and dealt with. So Billy moved through the place, nodding to some of the boys who were having lunch and a drink, and found Gerry at their booth at the back. "He had to go, hardly got anything from him," he stated, sliding into the seat opposite from his boss. "Carbones are moving in on this side of town."
He eyed Geronimo with dark, serious eyes, a far cry from his usual unnervingly upbeat attitude. It hadn't been a good job, let alone a particularly successful one, and he wasn't feeling all that great about work. He wasn't sure if he'd be under fire from Gerry about not getting what he was sent for, but even if he was, he'd take it. He'd never criticise a thing the other man did, playing the part of the loyal consigliere to a T. He owed Gerry everything, after all.
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Post by Bleating Ram on Aug 1, 2017 11:07:18 GMT -5
Geronimo watched as Billy entered, his gaze never leaving the man as he made his way over to the booth. Judging from the way he was walking things might not have gone well. He waited until the other sat down, picking up his glass and taking a drink as the other explained the sitaution. Ah, so it had gone wrong. At the mention of Carbones, the mafia boss practically slammed his glass down onto the table. He hated the Carbones with every fiber of his being, he wanted them all destroyed. To him they were like ants, invading and expanding and taking over like bothersome little pests. And to get rid of them you had to kill the queen.
"Don't look so disheartened," he crooned, had this been anyone else Gerry probably would have shot them in the shoulder out of anger and for failing him. But Billy was a special case, he'd been by Geronimo's side since they were young. "I'm sure you did what you could, and that's all that matters. Do you know where exactly they're moving into now?" He questioned, glancing over as a waiter brought him his lunch, setting it down before him and looking down at Billy with an expectant gaze, one that asked if the other would like anything without needing to use words. He'd be damned if he dared to interrupt the boss. Once the waiter scurried off the man focused on their conversation once more,"you know, Billy, I hate those filthy Carbones," he hummed, picking at his food and it appeared he might be picking his next words carefully,"I hate them more than anything else in this world. "They're roaches, lathetic little creatures who donmt deserve what they have."
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Post by crane on Aug 1, 2017 11:43:58 GMT -5
Billy gave one his signature grins, wince came across as more of a wince with the blood on his lip and the bruising around his eye. He loved it when Geronimo spoke to him like that. Loved the timbre of his voice and the knowledge that he was getting special treatment. When they were alone, it practically made him purr. Now, he simply gave a grateful dip of his head. "Didn't say, boss. I mean I only got confirmation that they're moving in because he was talking smack to me. He wouldn't say anything useful." He paused, drew his tongue over the split in his lip. "I uh, put a bullet in him." He glanced to the waiter, waved him off with a lazy motion of one hand. "If anything comes out of it, I'm sorry. In advance." Another grin, this one apologetic, a blatant attempt to save his own behind.
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Post by Bleating Ram on Aug 1, 2017 11:50:38 GMT -5
"Seems like he gave you quite the trouble," he stated, nodding to Billy's eye,"we'll have to get that taken care of." As Billy explained that he didn't get anything out of the guy, Geronimo let out a sigh, drumming his fingers on the table as he set his fork down. "That's a shame, really it is. And just a single bullet, Billy? Come now, I'd hope you'd be more ruthless than that. I hope you made the poor guy suffer," he mused with a dark smirk. "Oh don't worry, it seems most of them are all talk anyways," he took a bite, falling silent before his smirk returned. "We'll have to keep an eye out though, wouldn't want those Carbone ants getting into anything good."
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Post by Bleating Ram on Aug 2, 2017 18:32:52 GMT -5
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Post by crane on Aug 4, 2017 9:58:53 GMT -5
Billy swiped his tongue over his bottom lip and glanced up to meet Geronimo's gaze. "You could say that, boss." His tone was much thinner and more strained than it usually was, carrying a trace of weariness. He'd had just about enough of today. He certainly wasn't going to say that to Gerry, however. The two of them may have been close - very close - but he knew not to run his mouth or complain in front of the boss. Not during business hours. And certainly not while delivering disheartening news. "Yeah, just a single bullet. I reckon he just about broke his hand when he punched me, though," he muttered, a spiteful little grin on his lips, until a thought occurred to him, and his brows creased worriedly. "If the Carbones find him before the cops do, they'll definitely be looking for clues. Like the hand. They'll know someone else did it."
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Post by Bleating Ram on Aug 4, 2017 14:42:07 GMT -5
Geronimo would have been in even more foul of a mood if Billy decided to complain, at least when he wasn't on the job Geronimo didn't care how much he complained. It was a pretty stressful job and his men needed to vent from time to time, just not when they were working. "What a little punk," he mused, shaking his head and taking a drink from his glass as Billy explained the situation. He stopped, grip tightening on the glass before he set it down with a very calculated motion. Inhaling slowly and deeply, he seemed to be taking time to find the right words. "Billy, are you telling me....that you left your mess there?" he asked, locking his dark gaze on the other man, a frown forming on his face. "You left evidence behind?" The mafia boss picked up his fork, examining it a bit,"my friend, are you losing your edge? You used to be so good at this. If the Carbones find any parts of his body, or any evidence in general....well, I'm afraid something awful might head your way." While Billy was his closest friend, and had been since they were young, he couldn't risk losing everything just because someone got lazy.
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Post by crane on Aug 5, 2017 12:21:41 GMT -5
Geronimo would have been in even more foul of a mood if Billy decided to complain, at least when he wasn't on the job Geronimo didn't care how much he complained. It was a pretty stressful job and his men needed to vent from time to time, just not when they were working. "What a little punk," he mused, shaking his head and taking a drink from his glass as Billy explained the situation. He stopped, grip tightening on the glass before he set it down with a very calculated motion. Inhaling slowly and deeply, he seemed to be taking time to find the right words. "Billy, are you telling me....that you left your mess there?" he asked, locking his dark gaze on the other man, a frown forming on his face. "You left evidence behind?" The mafia boss picked up his fork, examining it a bit,"my friend, are you losing your edge? You used to be so good at this. If the Carbones find any parts of his body, or any evidence in general....well, I'm afraid something awful might head your way." While Billy was his closest friend, and had been since they were young, he couldn't risk losing everything just because someone got lazy. Billy's eyes widened almost imperceptibly, and he swallowed the immediate lump that rose in his throat. "Mess? I left the body. Of course I left the body," he responded, shaking his head in confusion, voice raising over the placating tones he'd been using before into something more defensive. His exhaustion shone through as he licked at the wound on his lip again, entirely unthinking. "He was a low-life desk jockey, G. Did you want me to give him a nice woodland burial? I didn't even go there trying to kill the guy in the first place! I was just saying that I oughta lie low until the bruising heals, that's all. Nothing to worry about." He dropped back to a whisper, conspiratorial and reassuring. "Gerry, honey, you don't have to threaten me. I'd never bring heat on you, you know that." He reached one hand out, resting on Geronimo's and stroking it with the kind of easy familiarity that would earn anyone else a homophobic slur from the surrounding men. They'd never dare in front of the boss, though. And not to Billy's face.
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Post by Bleating Ram on Aug 6, 2017 22:32:13 GMT -5
"Of course you left the body," he repeated, seeming to weigh his fork before setting it down just as meticulously as he had set his glass down,"you just left his body there." He nodded a bit, not looking at Billy for a few moments until he spoke up once again. Letting out a sigh, he remained silent for a bit before smirking,"no, Billy, we don't give low-life desk jockeys nice woodland burials do we? No, no we don't. But we certainly don't get messy and just leave their worthless carcasses there now do we? The answer is no, we do not. Why didn't you just take him to the lake and dump him off? But if you want to....lie low as you say, then by all means go right ahead. You just better hope that nothing goes sour." Of course he knew that, he'd grown up with Billy and he'd be stupid to forget that. Had it been anyone else that touched him that way Geronimo probably would have stabbed them with his fork, but Billy usually got away with a whole lot more than others. "Now, let's go. We need to get your wounds cleaned up. You're no good if you aren't at your best," he stated, standing up.
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Post by crane on Aug 8, 2017 3:49:17 GMT -5
"Of course you left the body," he repeated, seeming to weigh his fork before setting it down just as meticulously as he had set his glass down,"you just left his body there." He nodded a bit, not looking at Billy for a few moments until he spoke up once again. Letting out a sigh, he remained silent for a bit before smirking,"no, Billy, we don't give low-life desk jockeys nice woodland burials do we? No, no we don't. But we certainly don't get messy and just leave their worthless carcasses there now do we? The answer is no, we do not. Why didn't you just take him to the lake and dump him off? But if you want to....lie low as you say, then by all means go right ahead. You just better hope that nothing goes sour." Of course he knew that, he'd grown up with Billy and he'd be stupid to forget that. Had it been anyone else that touched him that way Geronimo probably would have stabbed them with his fork, but Billy usually got away with a whole lot more than others. "Now, let's go. We need to get your wounds cleaned up. You're no good if you aren't at your best," he stated, standing up. Billy met Gerry's gaze after a long minute of staring at the table. "It was supposed to look like he did it himself. Lost the plot, kicked the bucket. It'll be fine," he murmured, looking at the other man with an earnest expression. "Nothing's gonna go sour. Take it easy, boss man. I'll sort it out if I need to." He gave Gerry's hand one more comforting squeeze, then bought it to his lips and kissed the back of his palm. In some mafia circles, this was entirely professional. Billy managed to make it seem reverent. He stood after Geronimo did, sliding to his feet and meeting the eyes of some of the curious patrons. He knew they'd talk, once he and the boss left, but for now he didn't really care.
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Post by Bleating Ram on Aug 9, 2017 1:17:16 GMT -5
Geronimo was silent for a bit as he sat there and thought about what Billy had said about making it look like he had done it himself, inhaling slowly and taking a couple extra minutes to cool down. "Supposed to? Billy, it better look exactly like he killed himself," he told him, voice calm and stable, but his eyes said otherwise. "Alright, I trust you," he watched as Billy kissed his hand, a look of superiority coming across his face. The mafia boss ignored the others around him as he headed for the door. He knew what they were thinking whenever he or Billy weren't around, and he was sure they enjoyed talking when neither of them were around. Did he care? No, not really because what were they going to do? It wasn't like they'd ever say it to his face, or Billy's because either man would end up killing them more than likely. As long as Geronimo still had their loyalty and respect he didn't care what they gossiped about. "Come along," he ordered, stepping out and heading for his car,"we have some work to do today."
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Post by crane on Aug 9, 2017 7:27:55 GMT -5
Geronimo was silent for a bit as he sat there and thought about what Billy had said about making it look like he had done it himself, inhaling slowly and taking a couple extra minutes to cool down. "Supposed to? Billy, it better look exactly like he killed himself," he told him, voice calm and stable, but his eyes said otherwise. "Alright, I trust you," he watched as Billy kissed his hand, a look of superiority coming across his face. The mafia boss ignored the others around him as he headed for the door. He knew what they were thinking whenever he or Billy weren't around, and he was sure they enjoyed talking when neither of them were around. Did he care? No, not really because what were they going to do? It wasn't like they'd ever say it to his face, or Billy's because either man would end up killing them more than likely. As long as Geronimo still had their loyalty and respect he didn't care what they gossiped about. "Come along," he ordered, stepping out and heading for his car,"we have some work to do today." "It'll be fine. Totally fine. I promise." Billy stretched, rolled his shoulders and arched his back in a subconscious show of dominance and control. He knew for a fact that he could have any of these men crying for their mothers if he really wanted to; their gossip wouldn't effect him. Or at least, he told himself that. Because sometimes, the slurs and the looks and the sneers, although only occasional, were enough to bother him. His own certainty and confidence was all that separated him from a man who would be picked on and victimised if others were given the chance. He followed after Geronimo, hands in his coat pockets, a self-assured saunter towards the door. "What's on the cards?" He asked, once he'd caught up to his boss.
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Post by Bleating Ram on Aug 9, 2017 23:35:24 GMT -5
"I'll take your word," he responded, eyeing him and seeming to size him up as a sort of reaction to him stretching. Oh he couldn't wait for the day when one of his lackeys messed up and said the wrong thing in front of Billy, that would be a fun day for him. "There's a nice little place on the border of my territory and those ants', and I want it. Besides, it's that nice little old lady, you know the one that helps with our packaging? I'd hate for those Carbone insects to hurt her in any way," he explained,"and after that I believe one of our deliveries is coming in, and I'd like to pick that up myself." He headed for his car, his driver opening it for him and Billy, waiting for the two to get in before closing the door behind them and getting behind the wheel.
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Post by crane on Aug 12, 2017 11:51:24 GMT -5
Billy let out a breath of relief, then schooled his expression as best he could. Having Geronimo angry with him in any way, for any reason, was too much for him to handle. He practically saw the man as a god, most of the time. A brilliant, handsome god. "Got it, boss," he said, with a firm nod, before sliding into the seat in the car and letting himself relax slightly. The bruise on his face and the split in his lip were throbbing, but he could deal with it properly once they were done. Maybe he could even get the boss to lend a hand.
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