This is an Rp about Joey Graves a down on his luck street punk that lives in Dark Haven. Dark Haven is a city that is torn apart by criminal elements and some supernatural ones as well. The mob is currently fighting the Vampires and Werewolves for control of the city. The Crime Kingdom of Rastorian Syndicate has a large territorial holding in the city running a large portion of the human mob activities. This does not mean that other organizations don’t have control over their own turfs but the largest group of humans are the home grown street punk gangs that pay the local mafia street bosses for the right to run their criminal activities failure to do so usually involves being marked for death or being beaten to a pulp. The humans are allowed in all parts of the city and their activities are the least limited provided they can survive dealing with the supernatural predators and the power of law enforcement corrupt or not…
The Vampires have their own section of the city that they are suppose to live in their own commune like society. The Vampires are like the Rastorians in that they usually are run by a strict hierarchy considered nobles. They are located in the northern part of the city and tend to be in a more influential and richer part of the city. They allow humans into their territory willingly but getting out is difficult if your not connected to some group that can avenge you should they decide to make you a meal…
The werewolves run the southern slums of the city. They tend to live in a pack like society that has one established leader. The werewolf packs are considered far more dangerous to deal with due to their brutality in dealing with humans and vampires. They may control the poorer area of the city but they are the undisputed masters of their hunting grounds and they fight to the death to protect it from rival human factions….
If you would like to join the Rp post your character and all his or her info in the following format…
Rper: Rastorian Syndicate
Name: Joey Graves
Age: 16
Hair: Black (wavy)
Eyes: Green
Species: Human
Position: Street Punk Gangster
Connection: Works for the Rastorian Syndicate but not official member.(In Rastorian Syndicate Rank structure he is a peasant..)
Weapons: Switchblade…
Attire: Joey wears a ripped muscle shirt and has faded blue jeans that have seen far better days. He wears a sliver cross around his neck. He has a scar on his left cheek and several scars along his body covered up by his muscle shirt. He managed to steal some decent running shoes and uses them to run alot.
Bio: Joey was born and raised in Dark Haven, He lived in the slums were he was born with his mother a night club singer and his father a low level loan shark for the local La Cosa Nostra. He lost his mother at an early age to a Vampire noble that decided that his mother would be a good meal in her nightclub in northern Dark Haven. Joey latter lost his father at the age of twelve when he was torn to bits by the Werewolves in the slums. The deaths of his parents were never avenged by the Italian Mafia despite the pleas that Joey sent their way. Joey finally decided to leave the slums at the age of 14 and went to Little Rastoria section of the city in the Western part of the city. He latter joined a group of street punks that were engaged in fighting other punks and stealing anything of value to pay off the local Baron of their neighborhood….
Rank Structure of the Rastorian Syndicate: The positions Count and up can not be available due to the size of the area and the fact that to play those positions you would need more insight knowledge of the organization as a whole...
The King of the Kingdom : Head of the Syndicate voted from among the lead Princes of the Rastorian Crime Kingdom. The election takes place after the death or imprisonment of the late King and the vote is done by all the Princes within the Kingdom…
Prince: The head of his own Crime Princedom. The Princes are the undisputed rulers of their territory answering only to the King. They usual get their position by being Grand Dukes that prove themselves in being inventive and good at running organizational and business matters..
Chancellor: Advisor to the Prince in all matters of business both legit and illegal.
Grand Duke: The under boss who reports to the Prince, He usually has a crew that acts as the Prince’s personally retinue enforcing his will on the rest of the Princedom…
Duke: The Captain level of the organization. The Duke answers to the Grand Duke and the Prince and has control of his own territory (usual the size of a small country called a Dukedom.)
Count: The Count answers to the Duke and runs a territory of at least a city called the Countdom…
Baron: Barons are the street bosses that control entire neighborhoods. They are the lowest of the noble classes of the organization..
Elite Guard: The top members of the soldiers, These are the nobility’s personal bodyguards and personal muscle. They sometimes do other activities ranging from running small time crime rings or negotiating with the law and even contract killing of rival crime elements…
Men at Arms: The standard official member of the organization, These guys are the muscle and talent pool of the Kingdom. They usually work in groups of fifty to 100 called a crew. The crews all work for their various leaders ranging from Baron to the King of the Kingdom himself…
Shadow Men: The independent hitmen and assassins that are contracted to deal with outsiders that interfere with the Syndicate’s activities. The Shadow men are official members of the organization and receive all the usual protections of full members. They are also used as internal enforcers killing disloyal members and perceived traitors. They are the silent sweepers or cleaners of the organization..
Peasants: associated people that work with and for the Syndicate but are considered non official members. They are usually business contacts, lesser criminals with no known mob or gang connections, political figures, businessmen, corrupt police etc..
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Accepted Characters:
Rper:Songri
Name: Rhoran Vindrali
Age: 213
Hair: Blond. Hair is kept long and straight tied back into a Ponytail that reaches just below his shoulders.
Eyes: Blue.
Species: Vampire
Position: Exile.
Connection: Rhoran is an exiled vampire and he avoids contact with his kind. However he has worked as a mercenary for human gangs before and has a reputation as a master assassin.
Weapons: Katana, Two Whips lined with metal string, two crossbows with bolts being tipped with silver. He also conceals a Garrotte wire in his hair.
Attire: Rhoran has three sets of clothing. The first is a formal suit. The second is some scruffy pants, tee-shirt and jacket that allow him to blend in with human population. His final outfit is for when he expects a fight and consists of Kevlar lined jeans and jacket with a trench coat (also Kevlar lined) over the top. The trench coat also has hidden sheaths and holsters for a variety of weapons.
Bio: Rhoran Vindrali originated from what is considered deep werewolf country, far away from any cities or large settlements. He was 16 when he witnessed his entire family being torn apart by a werewolf pack. Fleeing the scene he ran into a Vampire who was also hiding from the wolves. Driven by a common enemy the two were forced to work together to escape detection by the prowling wolves. After their escape the two remained together and despite their racial differences a friendship developed. It took two years for the two to reach a Vampire safe house and, in return for his help and to allow him to retaliate for his murdered family the Vampire turned Rhoran into a Vampire. He spent almost every hour of his life training in a variety of combat styles and would take any chance he could to hunt down and kill werewolves. He mostly avoided the political side of Vampire life and preferred to hunt either alone or with his master. However twenty years ago his master was killed by a werewolf and suddenly having no connections in Vampire Society he was accused of murdering him and exiled. Ever since then he has wandered, eventually finding himself in Dark Haven. He has recently found himself craving friendship and realising that humans are his only hope of finding it acts as human as possible. Rhoran avoids killing humans if he can and his hatred of werewolves has allowed him to give his mind very strong discipline. While he does feed on humans it is very rare for him to kill someone he is feeding on, he takes what he needs to sustain him and no more.
Rper: Heaven Hieghts
Name: Robyn "Bird" Fayre
Age: 24
Hair: Dark Auburn, goes just past her jaw line and curls toward her face.
Eyes: Dark Grey
Species: Human
Position: Journalist
Connection: None
Weapons: Ultra Violet flashlight
Attire: Usually wears black skirts with cream colored sweaters often with plad or a simplictic black dress, occasionally black slacks. She wears leather boots that have resonably flat soles and zip up on the back. She also wears a black coat with a hood when shes outdoors and often carries a messenger bag with a note pad and such inside.
Bio: Robyn grew up just as any other kid with a good family had. Her life was good and normal until until she was sixteen and her father was eaten by a vampire. Afterward she became quite paranoid about them and now carries an ultra violet flashlight. After their father died her mother had hung herself while they were away at school. Her brother turned to a life of crime and joined the Italian Mafia inorder to hopefully seek revenge and try to support her but was soon killed in a shoot out. Afterward she became a ward of the state and went to school in a boarding school far from the city. There she decided to become a reporter and thus she did.
Rper: Tagmatium
Name: Heathstepper
Age: Late twenties
Hair: Short brown hair
Eyes: Hazel
Species: Werewolf
Position: Unaffiliated
Connection: None
Weapons: Glock 18
Attire: Battered leather jacket over tatty beige-coloured hoody, over a brown t-shirt. Blue jeans and steel toe-capped boots complete the look of a down-and-out. He possesses a couple of changes of clothes in a backpack, in which he keeps the rest of his worldly possessions.
Bio: As far as he was concerned, as soon as he was turned he left all of his life as a human behind. The name “Heathstepper” comes from an old poetic word for “wolf”, which he adopted as a replacement for his own name, which he’s not divulged as yet. He revels in the fact he’s now a werewolf. Which means Heathstepper’s more than happy to go wolf when it’s full moon at attack the first person he comes across, as well as the increased abilities when in human form.
Heathstepper has had little contact with other members of his species and even less with other supernatural creatures. He tends to try to avoid them, wary of biting off more than he can chew and endangering his own life. Human prey is much more preferable; especially since he thinks they’re so much weaker than he is.
Whilst he loves the fact that he’s now a werewolf, with all the attendant strengths, he knows that his activities may catch up with him at some point. To this end, he often carries his pistol, and a couple of spare magazines, on him at all times when he’s in human form, just in case anyone has deduced what he is and decides that its time to rid the world of another wild animal.[/quote]
Rper: Los Suns
Name: Draik Moon-Shadow
Age: 16
Hair: Blond (long pony tail)
Eyes: Mist Blue
Species: Human
Position: Freelance Muscle
Connection: Cops (crooked), and some of those shady toy shops down the street.
Weapons: Fists, Feet, um... His own body.
Attire: Draik likes to where all black, from his cowboy hat to the tip of his boots and all too comfortable in a trench coat even on the hotties of day, or nights, on occasion he changes to some dark blue or dark green.
Bio: born on the outskirts of the city Draik was always a big kid he ran away from home after killing his abusive father with one punch to the noggin, his mother died giving birth to him, he went deeper into the city and found himself in one bad situation after another first getting cornered by a low gang (and I mean low like five members low). Took a shot or two killed the lot of them. And then the cops showed up. And it just got worse from there.
Rper: cameroi
Name: Fingol o Garanglas
Age: 27
Hair: dusty green fur (all over) with darker markings
Eyes: Green
Species: werecat
Position: hermit. oppertunist. enimy to none. friend to few.
Connection: flexible, as convenient to himself
Weapons: retractable claws, teeth, martial arts moves, and a few surprises
Attire: suade chapps and hauberk, walkin stick (doubles as quarters staff) and backpack.
Bio: fingol was born in happier times and dreams of their return.
works at wonderful souyees occasionally when one of their inlaws is too ill or othewise incapacitated to make it in. keeps pretty much to himself even then.
fingol was born and raised as a 'railway child' in the mountains where the rail line crosses them many miles beyond the city and knows his way around out there VERY well. can even "live off the land" to some degree if he has to. his dad was a railway tower man, telegrapher, clerk, otherwise known as station agent. his mother was born in another city even further away, and never fully understood why his father refused to move to Dark Haven. fingol has never done really well, but seems somehow to have always gotten by. for a time he got by living with a vampire as her house husband. but she perished under mysterious circumstances, and though given living space by his few friends, he's recently been seriously contemplating somehow returning to his much beloved hills. his mother, now very old, also a vampire, but one who has forgotten that she is, is being kept alive in another part of town, and her loneliness is the only reason he hasn't returned completely to the wild.
he's also nocturnal, and though unharmed by the light of day, much prefers the dark of moon, when he isn't about in the day time to work at wonderful's.
