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Post by Blossomshadow on Nov 20, 2017 20:05:54 GMT -5
What's the Most Important Thing to You? This is question many of the characters in this plot will ask themselves. Will the end result make them better people or will they fall victim to a dark shadow like so many around them?
Hey there! You've stumbled upon our one on one; welcome. We do not mind if you pop in and chat, but please don't interfere with the plot between » gαѕтєя ✨and myself. If you are interested in forming a rp of some sort with either of us, feel free to PM either of us personally.
Characters: -- Riley Tyler - 42 (the mob leader; married) Gun metal blue eyes, scruffy blonde hair. Good sturdy build, strong. Well rounded as a fighter but prefers close combat. Twin A. (» gαѕтєя ✨)
-- Silas Tyler - 42 (stuck in the shadows; wants revenge) Bright pine green eyes and cropped dark hair. Skinny as hell, likes to fight but often looses because of how malnourished he is. Twin B. (» gαѕтєя ✨)
-- Chloe Tyler - 18 (a secret) Pine green eyes and short blonde hair. Doesn't like confrontation, prefers to be inside. Very good at self defense. Learning how to be a sniper. (» gαѕтєя ✨)
-- Olivia Mason - 32 (ex-cop, now vigilante) Long brown hair and warm brown eyes. Silent but deadly is her motto. She resigned from the force because of differing ideas of proper justice. Now she's sticking it to the man by killing enemies of the mob and leaving her own mark to basically say 'F-U' to the cops. She wears a skin tight spandex type suit and sticks to the shadows, earning her the name Death Shadow. Her weapons of choice are her hands. Has secret powers she has learned to hone over the years. (bloss)
Plot Setting: New York City
Plot Basis: Unknown Vigilante killing mob enemies, trying to remove people wanting to take out Riley as there is a high bounty on his head. On another note, original mob boss murdered 8 years ago -- currently a cold case.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 20, 2017 20:07:58 GMT -5
"raichu is better than pikachu"OOC CHATTER{{ - ooooh pretty thread! - }}
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Post by Blossomshadow on Nov 20, 2017 20:21:54 GMT -5
lol thanks. It's the font and the color <3 sleek. Now, how should we start this?
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 20, 2017 20:26:19 GMT -5
"raichu is better than pikachu"OOC CHATTER{{ - hmmmm maybe Olivia finds Silas? - }}
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Post by Blossomshadow on Nov 20, 2017 20:30:59 GMT -5
(that's good. like in a bar or something or just hiding as a homeless man in an alley? OOHHH, or he finds her walking out of an alley after she's killed someone! XDD idk
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 20, 2017 20:33:46 GMT -5
"raichu is better than pikachu"OOC CHATTER{{ - or she could be targeting him bc he was considered a enemy of the mafia bc of his history?
(a bar might be good Silas is too pristine to be hiding in an alley) - }}
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Post by Blossomshadow on Nov 20, 2017 21:26:48 GMT -5
(We could start with the bar and perhaps she tries to follow him because she's targeting him and her next few weeks are of her trying to track him, causing her to end up killing a few people)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 20, 2017 21:36:31 GMT -5
"raichu is better than pikachu"OOC CHATTER{{ - ye i'm cool with that! - }}
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Post by Blossomshadow on Nov 20, 2017 21:46:19 GMT -5
It had been another long and hard day of B-Sing her way through the buildings of Wall Street. Now that she'd left that political trap being known as the precinct behind, she had to come up with a better day job. Since resigning, she'd had six different jobs, all lasting less than the last. First it had been a Department Store Associate. She'd mouthed off to a customer for being stupid, then she'd tried to write for the New York Post and gotten fired for being too honest with her words on the capitalism of America, and now she was being the desk of the Stocks and Bonds Market on Wall Street. She wanted to rip her hair out because the men were so arrogant and pompous. No respect for women. She chugged her beer as she thought back to the a-holes she worked with. Olivia was so glad she had an outlet for her anger. The people she took from this world deserved to be dead and it irked her especially since she had been forced to resign due to the last case she'd been working. She was someone who worked on cold cases and apparently looking into the death of a Mob Boss was pushing the line with the other agents. Well, with that, she secretly made copies of the case and told them to F-off. Now here she sat, in a bar, all alone, staring at the TV where some game with some team she didn't care about played. She finished her beer rather quickly before ordering another.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 20, 2017 21:54:50 GMT -5
"raichu is better than pikachu"OOC CHATTER{{ - - }}
ヽ(〃・ω・)ノ
ROLEPLAY - Silas Tyler wasn't much of a drinker. He could drink people under the table, in fact, it was one of his favourite passtimes, howeever - alcohol tended to make him a little unstable. He was aready unstable enough, and when he was alone, with potential enemies everywhere - despite them having recnetly been dropping like flies - he didn't want to risk having an episode. Not while Riley was too busy cleaning up all of his other messes. He leant back in his seat and threw back some straight shots and sighed. That was enough for tonight.
He ordered a glass of water and some barfood and sat back to wait. -
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Post by Blossomshadow on Nov 21, 2017 18:35:46 GMT -5
Dressed in a dark leather jacket and faded dark jeans, Olivia stared down at her case file in front of her. Much of it was blacked out to keep away prying eyes. During the daylight hours, Miss Mason wore inconspicuous square black glasses to help her read. She disliked contacts with a passion, but in this instance, the glasses were used to read past the black marker. She had connections in more than one place. She took another sip of her new beer and when she pulled it back from her mouth, she found herself staring back at the pale brown bottle. She frowned, catching a glimpse of a familiar face at one of the bartops behind her. It was Silas Tyler, the brother of the Underground Mob leader. Her breath caught in her throat. She just had to talk to him. She was in her street clothes and was a private investigator of sorts now in her free time from Wall Street and you know, ending others lives in the alleyway. She glanced on either side of her, using her peripherals to look around the bar. It was a sparse Tuesday night, making herself, the bartender, Silas and two others on the far side of the bar in a booth the only occupants. The dim overhanging lights cast shadows around the room as Olivia turned around in her bar stool. How could she approach him without alerting him of something strange and would he even want to talk or listen? Only one way to find out. She closed the file with her free hand and removed it from the counter, holding it into her arm and standing up. She slide gracefully over to the empty chair across from the skinny gentleman. "Is this seat taken?" She offered a small smile, searching his face for a response.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Nov 21, 2017 21:43:52 GMT -5
"raichu is better than pikachu"OOC CHATTER{{ - - }}
ヽ(〃・ω・)ノ
ROLEPLAY - Silas peered out the corner of his eye at her. He smriked, bringing the glass of water to his lips. "Yes." He said simply. "It's taken by the invisible man that you can't see." He muttered, turning his gaze back towards the bar, giving a small wave. "It's not, I don't care where you sit." He deadpanned, glancing out the corner of his eye once more. He didn't want to give too much away. -
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