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Here in a world of drugs, sex, prostitution, guns, wars and betrayals. A place where illegal killings and deals go down. You have for ever sworn you secrecy to the biggest mafia group in Cicely, Italy, you have had to go through a lot of pain, and promises for them to allow you in. You would have to kill your own parents if they wanted you to. It was either do or die, will they learn to trust you and let you handle big jobs like drug trafficking or will you get shot and die the first day. Pull through to become the best of the best, or be left at the bottom to suffer and wither forever.

But the police are not happy with the rise of this vicious gang, so they send under cover cops to join the gang and they have to try and get as much information as they can, with out any of the members finding out who they actually are. Will you be daring enough to take up this challenge as an under cover cop. Or will you bail out in between and become a disgrace to the cops.

Rules

1. Follow Mene rules
2. Keep it PG-16
3. No god modding please
4. Cussing is allowed but DO NOT abuse
5. Absolutely NO sex, take it to the PMs
6. Build up all characters
7. Romance is encouraged
8. No instant killing a character
9. Respect everyone
10. PM me the profiles and name it "Fluffy Pie"
11. Last rule; HAVE FUN(=

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For Cops.

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Now open, accepting profiles. No posting yet though I will let you know when you may begin posting!

Accepted Profiles:

[[Mafia]]

UserName: X---AznCo0ki3
CharacterName: Miyuku Beatrice Tanako
Age: 18
Mafia Ranking: Experienced
Bio: She was a young girl when her family moved to Italy from Tokyo. And before she knew it her brother was entering a world of drugs, and commitment. Unfortunately her brother was caught in between a cross fire between the cops and his gang and was shot, he was pronounced dead on the spot. Her parents were then sent to jail because the cops had thought that they were also involved being small them she could not be sent to jail so they sent her to an orphanage. She hated it their and she swore when she was older she would have her revenge on the world and its cops. Miyuku was 14 when she began training with the most of dangerous men, Miyuku is known as a dangerous killer because she first seduces her victims and then delivers a painless death. She is always on the run and when ever she is out in public she wears a disguise to prevent from being caught by the police. She is often wearing eigs and contacts to change her get up. Though she is usually cold hearted, she has this extremely soft side which if you are gentle and careful you can see it.
Likes: Men, children, guns [snipers, hand guns etc.], her room, being left alone when needed, and fast cars and motor bikes.
Dislikes: Cops, noisy drunk men, taking orders from some one lower ranked then her, snitches and perverted men.
Posting Color: Orchid
Appearance: Miyuku Beatrice Tanako

Originally Posted by Vanidar

[COLOR="DimGray"][B]UserName: Vanidar
CharacterName: Giovennici (Gio or Venni for short)
Age:19
Mafia Ranking: Sharpshooter
Bio: She joined the mafia when she was only 16. Well. She tried to. At first all the boss and higher ups would look down on her. They'd bring her along. Let her watch the goings on. They said "She has a cute face. I like her." She was favored for looks but still thought of as nothing more than eye candy. After things went on like this for more than a year, Gio became tired of it. She still tagged along on jobs but now she wasn't content just to watch. Stifling her pride, she asked the boss himself for a job. He didn't like that she had thought herself better than everyone else to be able to come straight to him, but he silently commended her bravery. She was given an assassination. It was done the next day. For nearly a month Gio and the boss waited to see if she'd be caught, tracked down by the Police. Gio knew she wouldn't be but waited just the same. At the end of the month the boss brought her to him shook her hand and told her she was in. She got a tattoo, on the top of her shoulder that leads up the side of her neck, her first one, to commemorate the day. Since then, she has been the go to girl for any covert killings, she's never left home without her snipers rifle, and she's still considered one of the best pieces of eye candy around. For fear of their lives though, no one tells her this. She is quite fond of dark, though revealing, clothing and since the day she was accepted she has gotten another tattoo on her back. As a signature, Geo is easily distinguishable by the bright red contact lenses she wears.
Likes: Using her brain to execute her jobs perfectly, flaunting her body, showing off
Dislikes: Sexist people, jobs that are too easy, people who doubt her abilities, the police
Posting Color: Teal
Appearance:Angel of Death

Originally Posted by Cows Go Moo

UserName: Cows Go Moo
CharacterName: Firo Russo
Age: 19
Mafia Ranking: Experienced
Bio: Firo never thought of himself as much for most of his life. He had simply been going through the motions that his family had set up for him without a word of protest unlike his siblings who did their own thing. He was thought of as the good child, the one that would take care of them when they got old. Only this wasn't who he really was. Behind their backs he would often go off and steal, deal drugs, and other such things and often he would try to break away from his family. This lasted for years until one night he became careless and was arrested for (of all things) drunk driving. Devastated, his parents tried to put him on lock down, but Firo had enough of them and promptly moved out. Really, it was a wonder he didn't join the mafia sooner.
Likes: Knives, money, drinking
Dislikes: Wusses, the law, the person who ripped his eye out (let's not get into that)
Posting Color: Navy
Appearance: [Firo]

Originally Posted by robochicky

For Mafia.
UserName: robochicky
CharacterName: Claire Raniero
Age: 18
Mafia Ranking: Sharpshooter
Bio: Originating in Milan, Italy, Claire was loved dearly even though her parents were out at work almost every day. She managed to take care of herself, her not needing much help from hired maids and such. Of course, there were those days where she felt alone but shrugged it off nonetheless as her parents would spoil her once in a while. It wasn't long before Claire grew on into school, her being the only kid with a full head of gray hair and black eyes in pretty much all of her elementary school days. With those six and two years finished (both elementary and middle school years combined), Claire entered high school and actually enjoyed the first two years of it as she met some more students who were pretty open to her. Her later teenage years were her worst as she was sexually assaulted in a home invasion by a student at school. It didn't take long for the gray-haired girl to get her revenge, due to the fact that the people she hung out with were mere subordinates to a local mafia. She was unsure at first, but after releasing all of that anger it became pretty easy for Claire to attack anyone she deemed it necessary on. With her attacker slaughtered, she had no choice but to become mafioso by age eighteen.
Likes: Guns, men, fighting
Dislikes: Older men, females who don't know their place, messy kills
Posting Color: DarkSlateBlue
Appearance: Claire

UserName: ~~LOOOOOONGCAT~~
CharacterName: Alberto Franchesi (Little Al or Fran)
Age: 18
Mafia Ranking: beginner
Bio: Al is a nothing to the rest of the mafia, he runs errands, gets sandwiches, and delivers small time packages, and he's been there for a few years. He's a klutz and trips over his own feet, often times he has more bandages and bruises than anyone else, but it's all of his own doing. The only reason he's even part of the mafia was the Don's word to his late father. He's mostly humored by the others because they know he's going nowhere. But who knows what he hears and sees, because his lips are sealed when it comes to the Family.
Likes: Sandwiches, delivering sandwiches, being in the Don's favor, motor scooters, getting praise.
Dislikes: Snitches, getting the delivery messed up, being picked on, people sugaring his gas tank.
Posting Color: Orange
Appearance:

Originally Posted by iinsanely Sane

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UserName: iinsanely Sane
CharacterName: Issac Dael
Age: 27
Mafia Ranking: Sharp shooter.
Bio: Issac had been in the Mafia for overall 3 years up to now, and he's been enjoying it. Its not as if he's a cold bastard - although people do consider him one - he just doesn't.. communicate with others and keeps to himself, and he's got the real spirit of being a soldier, keeping silent and deathly.
Issac isn't one who likes to work with others, and is rather quiet around people anyhow. He does what he needs to do to get his work done and rarely hesitates. There was no happening that made him this way, he was always pretty distant, but many memories have him cringing under someone's gaze.
Likes:
- Being alone
- Practicing to shoot
- Getting his work done
- Being in the spur of the battle
Dislikes:
- Psychologists, always trying to poke around with personal things.
- Talking to anyone about certain subjects, a.k.a. his past.
- Working on a mission with someone else.
Posting Color:
Slate gray

Accepted Profiles:

[[Cops]]

Originally Posted by Meowkitty88

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UserName: Meowkitty88
CharacterName: Tanith Mercy
Age: Eighteen
Cop Ranking: Newly under cover
Bio: Tanith's father was in the mafia ever since she was little. She always thought her mother and father were perfect together that they had no problems and that they're family was perfect. One day her father came into Tanith's room, Asking her for forgiveness, She of course was confused as to what he was talking about so she forgave him. When her father left the room shortly after Tanith heard screaming and crying then a big bang, She left her room and saw her father with a gun in his hand and big hole in her mother's head. Tanith's father left her and she never saw him again after that. Tanith had never been the same after that and when she turned seventeen she turned into a cop, Hoping to stop this mafia, Knowing it was their fault her mother was dead.
Likes:
+ Playing the violin
+ Getting criminals
+ Reading
+ Carrying her gun with her
+ Having a picture of her family, Before everything went wrong.
Dislikes:
- Criminals
- Being called a rookie ((Even though she is))
- The dark
- Dealing with idiots
Posting Color: Tan
Appearance: Tanith Mercy

UserName: iinsanely Sane
CharacterName: Loor Crescent Simmons
Age: 21
Cop Ranking: Newly undercover
Bio: Loor is rather stubborn, and likes to find things out the hard way. You could begin to say this was a weakness of hers, but the only reason she was going as undercover to the mafia organization was because of her personality, more so the stubborness and the unemotional state she's in. When she feels something, she does not express it, she does not flinch under one's gaze, not unless in very extreem pain.
She doesn't mind company and often likes to have her fun, but she's hard to get through to.
Likes:
- Her job
- Writing
- Observing
Dislikes:
- People nagging constantly
- The raw feeling of danger in the pit of her stomach
- Having to do something unwillingly.
Posting Color:
Dark Red
Appearance:
Loor Crescent Simmons

Originally Posted by Remaro

Username: Remaro
Character Name: Cameron Storme (Most call him Maroon)
Age: 22
Cop Ranking: Newly Under Cover
Bio: Cameron doesn’t like to be wrong, he doesn’t like loosing, he doesn’t like not being on top of things. Because of this, the moment someone tries to go against him, he’s willing to bring out full artillery (both literally and figuratively) to be the victor. Most of the time he may seem a little ‘out there’ and often ‘not with it’, but actually Cameron is very sharp, knowing how to get the information he needs. While he is a cop, he’s not above going slightly illegal if it means he catches the crooks. He was raised by both of his parents, though they were constantly at work. One was a teacher and house master at a boarding school, the other a doctor at a hospital. It helped him to become very independent. He became a cop when he was nineteen and has been slowly working his way to the top. When the job was offered to infiltrate the mafia he practically pounced on it. He’s very eager, but he’ll never show it.
Likes:
-Cats
-Daydreaming
-Reading
-Being ‘one up’ on people
-Learning interesting things
-Smoking (Only when stressed though)
Dislikes:
-Dogs
-Boring people
-Being Wrong/Loosing
-The Mafia
-Cowards
Posting Colour: Indigo
Appearance: Cameron Storme

Originally Posted by Aero Usaka

For Cops.

UserName: Aero Usaka
CharacterName: Alexiial Vaangruand
Age: 23
Cop Ranking: Experienced
Bio:Alexiial is a German cop that was trained at the age of 5. He has used guns, but has always preferred the sword. His father was a great detective, but he wanted to be a full fledged cop. His training was harsh and intense, but he loves doing everything he can to triumph his goal. He was enrolled into an elite police academy and graduated with 100% satisfaction and grades. He was then given the ability to become the type of officer he wanted, the ones given the option to do sneaky undercover work. It was dangerous, but he knew no bounds. Alexiial was transferred to Italy when news was breaking about a mafia.

Not knowing much about Cecily, Italy, the man got on the plane and traveled. He has yet to meet this mafia group, but has to clearly state that he has to be apart of it to unlock the mystery of their dealings.
Likes: Huskies, Well defined people, dark/cold colors, rain, night, frappes, swords.
Dislikes: Cats [He's allergic], Sunlight [it makes him stand out more], Criminals, Drugs, abusive natures, women with bad taste.
Posting Color: Cobalt Blue
Appearance: Alexiial

R E S E R V E D

R E S E R V E D

Miyuku shot the man she had too and got up wiping her gun with his shirt. She pulled her shades over her eyes, she then took the money he owed the Mafia and was off. People were staring at her in the hallway, her slim figure and height made her even more seductive. She was about 5'5 with a slight athletic build. She had stilettos on, not too high that she couldn't run away if needed.

She got in the elevator and pushed the parking button. She made no eye contact with any one in the elevator. She grabbed the helmet of her bike and put it on, she got on the bike.. revved it a few times and was off. She was back to their 'lair' in no time, she went to the bosses room and gave him the money with out saying anything. Then headed down to the fridge to grab a bit. She nodded to a few of them still hanging around, they had eventually learned to respect her. If you were a girl in the world of the Mafia....it was harder to earn respect than ever..but she had done it. She was feared by few but known by many. She had finally earned respect.

Tanith looked through the corner of her eyes at these people. She swallowed softly and moved on. These people were killers, Are killers really, Just like her Dad, She wondered what happened to him...was he still here? Tanith sighed thinking it was best to let this go, She was a cop and she was doing this to protect people then again...who was she kidding? She was doing this to make all these people suffer, She truly wanted to see each one of these people burn in hell like they deserved and it made her feel guilty because she wondered if she was actually thinking of innocent people getting hurt.

She found this place somewhat difficult. Many of them were quiet and didn't let her in, Some would act like they were Gods but why? Just because they could kill people? Just because they apparently decided who died and who lived? She found this place pathetic.

Miyuku had a spoon in her mouth when she saw a new girl walk in. She smiled to herself, not many women dared to work with them and when a new woman did arrive Miyuku was always nice to them...she knew how it felt to be looked down upon, just because you were a girl.

Miyuku walked up to the girl she was bare foot, with the gun still in her waist, and a spoon in her mouth. She pulled the spoon out of her mouth and with out smiling she stuck her hand out. "Hello, your first day here?" She asked raising her eye brow. "If any of these bastards give you any trouble..feel free to tell me okay?" she wondered if the new one was scared. Miyuku knew she had been the first day..it was so clear to her.

// Question! Could we have a known location where all supposed members of the mafia are partying because they had a good mission completed and got a lot of money or something? That way it'd be easier to start and have everyone in the same place.

I'll be back! :) \\

((Sure you can ^ ^ good way to start (= Just edit the post that you used to ask that and I'll edit this one later))

Miyuku looked up and saw Issac heading towards the crazy noise. She raised an eye brow and looked at him asking him why the hell was there so much noise going on. She saw him mouth the party and she just rolled her eyes and gave a muted laugh. Then she abruptly turned her head back to the lady in front of her

Tanith looked at the floor. She was trying to focus on what she was supposed to do, She couldn't forget, No she couldn't not from how important this was. She placed a hand on her gun, Which no one saw even though everyone walked around with guns hanging off their belts, Tanith preferred to hide her guns or any other weapons she had on her, She felt safer that way.

Tanith looked up when she heard footsteps heading towards her. She saw a woman with a spoon in her mouth looking at her, Looking her in the eyes and Tanith stared back. She stared down at the girl's hand and took it gently "I don't need your help" Tanith said then let the woman's hand go. Ugh, She always got a feeling in her stomach when someone like her was around, She could even tell if they had killed someone, Tanith had great smell and could still smell blood.

She shrugged. "Alright suit your self oh..and all of the guys..are celebrating, they're throwing a party for a job well done! If you like you can join us too, its up through the hall way there. See yeah! Oh and by the way, the names Miyuku and you are...?" She looked at the lady and walked of into the kitchen once more, she threw the yougurt cup away and washed the spoon and put it to dry.

Then she headed up through the hallway into the room. She could hear loud music blasting and those stupid men hooting and whistling. "Ughh.." she said to herself before she even got in there.

Tanith watched her closely and nodded "Got it, Thank you" She replied then after the woman left Tanith looked over at the hallway and entered it. She cringed at the loud music and hearing all those men 'Yay' She thought to herself plainly and wondered if she should actually join in this little party or...giant party. She softly touched her gun again then entered the room.

Tanith looked around at all the men and a couple of women and tried to find a place to sink in, To be away from it, All the sound but Tanith guessed no matter where she went it would be there bothering her.

Miyuku was tapping her feet impatiently, and scowled at the overly loud music....sometimes..they were just way too crazy for her. She saw the lady walk in and grinned, guess she hadn't been able to keep away from the music after all.

Miyuku just walked around trying to find a familiar face in the crowd and at the same time..she was trying not to get touched by these drunken fools. She didn't take kindly to men that she thought nothing of to touch her.

Standing near the door picking at her fingernails with a knife that looked like it could disembowel an alligator, Geo saw it the moment that the 'new girl' entered the room. The music pounding in her ears and a few shots of vodka screaming through her veins she sidled up behind the girl completely silent. Though she was smaller than the girl she knew that she'd be able to hold her own.

Today, Geo was dressed to kill. Literally. She'd had a job earlier this morning and had dressed this way for a reason. Skin tight, leather half-length pants (or capri's, whichever you want to call them) fell to just below her knees. Bondage straps connected the back of her pants with chains that clinked quietly when she wanted them to, but somehow she kept them silent when she didn't want them to. Knee high boots met them there where a small ridge of tough boot leather rose up over her knees; there was a big chance she'd have been knee-capped many times before if she hadn't had these. Hidden in the toes of both her boots were small blades, a secret of hers. Above all of this, a leather halter top came to just above her navel and covered just enough cleavage to be publicly acceptable. The back of the top split nearly in two, a deep V showing off the tattoo there. This couldn't be see though for, strapped across her back, the strap cutting diagonally across her chest, was her trusted sniper rifle. A beautiful piece of work, this gun was her pride and joy. Her red, contact lensed eyes glinted playfully as she walked silently after the new girl into the room. She tucked the blade she'd been playing with into a sheath strapped to her studded belt. At the bottom of the hilt was a spike. It was made of metal and was nearly two inches long. She smiled as she thought of how many more people had been killed by this spike than the blade connected to it.

Still grinning wickedly, she followed, complete silent, behind the new girl.

The party was great! Al was really enjoying himself, it wasn't often that he got to join in on the festivities. He had acquired and brought enough booze and food for three mafias, but he knew that there would be no leftovers from this. He was one of the lowest ranked people in the room and they all knew that but they tolerated him, hey after all he had been the delivery guy for at least five years now. He boogied his way over to the drink table to pour himself another glass of the red drink, obviously spiked by multiple people as it smelled more like booze than it did any sort of fruit punch.

Miyuku saw Gio following the new girl and silently waved giving her a grin and mouthing the words..'your new victim?' she finished, she watched Gio for awhile just stalking the girl then..she got bored, and went for a drink. Now, Miyuku wasn't a hard core drinker...maybe wine but that was all. She went up to the bar boy and got herself a wine. Then she sat at her favorite place beside the window and looked outside into the city.

It was fun to run the city..she had another late night job today. She took our her normal hand gun and played with it for awhile. It used to be her brothers, she looked down sadly at it, if only he was still alive. She sighed and sipped the wine, then she saw Al. She waved at him not knowing if he had seen her or not, but he was different..much more innocent than the guys here. He was a fun guy to talk too, even though he only ran the mafia's errands.

Gio smiled bigger in Miyuku's direction showing perfect straight white teeth and longer than normal canines. She'd had special dental work done; to her, appearance meant a lot, and she took pride in having a fearsome one.

After following the new girl for another moment or two Gio became bored. She wasn't doing anything mean, or illegal, or even interesting for that matter. With a growl, Gio turned and stalked away toward the bar. She'd try the punch but she wasn't one for mixing alcohols; she preferred straight stuff.

At the bar, Gio sidled silently up to the counter right beside Miyuku. The bartender looked at her and immediately held up a bottle of the strongest, pure Russian vodka that was available. She nodded and he handed her not a shot, but a full glass of the mind-burning liquid.

For once he didn't have to dress in too smart a fashion. It felt quite relaxing for the young man who stood slouched against a wall. However the scowl etched over his features would suggest otherwise. Already the people surrounding him were drinking. It was disgusting. He didn't dislike drinking, just those who did it, he was not one of them. A small gun could just about be seen from within his deep jacket pockets. Well, it would be practical suicide for Cameron to be here without it.

Sighing, he ran his hand through his dark hair, closing his eyes for a moment before bringing out one of his cigarettes. It took a couple of seconds for his lighter to flick on and his 'death stick' to start smoking. Taking a deep breath of the familiar smoke, he sighed again. All he had to do was relax. No one had discovered him...Yet.
"Someone'd think I've got hounds of hell snapping at me." He chuckled softly to himself. There were a couple of other cops like him. Rats amongst weasels, nothing more to it really. Glancing side ways, Cameron noticed a small group of people already beginning to form near by to him. Raising his eyebrow, he began to approach them. Well, it would be good to try and mix right?
"You enjoyin' the party?" He asked when he approached them. Two girls, not too many for him to feel awkward, hopefully.

He was enamored by the glamor of it all, the lights, the music, the high ranking and powerful people. He knew his dad had been one of them once upon a time, and he had a good idea that he would never be one of them, so why not surround himself with it all? Had he not looked over at just that moment he would have missed the hand wave amidst the jumble of the party. Smiling at a friendly face he turned to walk over to her, only managing to cross his legs and get tangled on himself. Tripping spectacularly and sending his drink of punch flying in the air, he fell face first at the feet of the others.

Miyuku got a kick out of seeing Gio let her prey go. "What...got bored so fast?" she said grinning. "Your..going to drink all that! GIO! Are you crazy?!??!" Miyuku was staring her down her amber eyes wider than usual.

She hooted with laughter, "what..want one of these losers to rape you or some thing after you've knocked your self out?!?" she shook her head. "Honestly G...you shouldn't" Miyuku yawned and stuffed her gun back in. "Hey...you think I could borrow a sniper of yours...I gotta special job to do tonight" She told Gio winking.

She turned to the man talking to them..."enjoying this...this...loud perverted thing..yeah right, I have better things to do than be here" she said rolling her eyes. "But..then again wouldn't want to disappoint the seniors now would I" she said with a cold laugh. She hated being told what to do..and she had been told to come to this party...so even worse! She excused herself when she saw Al fall, she left her glass of wine and slipped off. Her slim frame bent down towards Al.."Umm..you okay?" She asked him with a light smile on her face. Then she lightly took his arm and pulled him up, it took alot of work for this 5'5 girl too pull some one up. She grunted after he was up. "You know Al...you should be more careful" she couldn't help but giggle.

He'd looked mildly surprised when he saw one of the girls taking the amount of alcohol that she did. Well, he had to hand it to her, she could hold her drink well, better than he could. Though, Cameron would never admit it, even if threatened with death.

Laughing softly at the girl's answer, he nodded his head faintly, lowering the cigarette.
"Glad t'see this isn't everyone's idea of fun. Not the best first impression to get 'round here." He answered, glancing away to lok around the room. There, he could just see one of the others walking through the crowd. Somehow, seeing her made him feel a little mroe comfortable. It was easy to think you were alone iherewhen you were new, when you knew no one. "Personally I wouldn't mind seeing what'd happen though" He added to her other comment before waving a hand to show he didn't care that she left. He was fairly easy going, when he felt like it.

Tanith tried moving through the big crowd of people. She stumbled over to some drinks and with the loud music and all the people Tanith didn't even know that she had been followed for a few minutes. She stood by and watched everyone. Most of these people were drunk! Is that what they did? Kill people and get drunk? Tanith grunted when someone bumped into her and she decided to leave, This place was just to crowded for her. After she got past everyone she slipped out of the room and decided to look around to see if she could find something.