Main Game Map
1. Reina Schultz (PointMaid) (Fresh off the island and taking it to the streets!) DEAD (She struck out.) TOWNIE
2. Mila (Kennifer) (Bad girls, bad girls, whatcha gonna do when they come for you?)
3. John Rambo (Weirdguy149) (The streets are like the jungle, he'll do fine!)
4. Spamton G. Spamton (Zanreo) (He could make a killing, both in the black market and in the hood!) EXECUTED (His dreams are crushed.) TOWNIE
5. Lindsey Clipton (Florien) (If you can make it in Trifold, you can make it in Los Capucha!)
6. Tom (Dookie) (I assume it's the pineapple side that makes him a real prick?) DEAD (The liquor went to his head.) TOWNIE
7. Addison/Steve the Image Hijacker (Goose) (Pimpin' out his NFTs for the whole world)
8. Strawberry Crepe Cookie (Despair's Archon of Memes) (Is the strawberry spicier than Chili this go-around? Find out here!) EXECUTED (Insert obligatory "cookie crumbles" joke here) SCUM
9. Tyler Black (Cassie) (Fly like an eagle...)
10. Lucky O'Chopper (PopcornPie) (Can easily hide bodies down the rabbit hole!)
Sign-Up Sheet
You all find yourselves in a small neighborhood in Los Capucha. One that is very ghetto. In fact, when you hear ghetto, this is the first thing you would probably think of. Houses that are shoddy and seemingly abandoned, with spray paint grafitti all over the streets. Poor people out on the streets roaming around, drug dealers pushing their products, even the occasional mugging. Not really the first place you'd want to visit at night. The first person you see when you get past all the ghetto gaudiness is a bald, dark-skinned man with sunglasses and a turtleneck sweater on talking on a cell phone.
Yeah, yeah, I know you're skeptical. But you just wait. This plan will go perfectly. We'll have them all right where we want 'em. Oh, hey, they just arrived. Now you just watch. It'll all work out fine. We'll talk more later on, ciao.
He puts his phone away and looks at everyone here, welcoming them all with a warm smile that shows off that sole gold tooth he has, but also one that resonates fear. One would get the vibe from him that you better stay on his good side otherwise it could end badly for you.
Good day, everyone. I'm Bubba Gold Tooth Sparxxx. And yes, "Gold Tooth" is my legal middle name. Had this gold tooth all my life, see? But I'm sure you're not that interested in my one false tooth. I'm here to get down to business. You're all working for me and I'm here to be the top dog in the hood, you all get me, my players? Now if you'll excuse me, I need to take care of business in my den. But have a look around the hood and get to know each other. And for the nights, you'll all have these houses you'll stay in. Each of them will have two bedrooms, so have some housemates if you want, Bubba says, pointing to the cul-de-sac full of houses.
They don't look like much, but they have all the essential utilities you need. Electricity, heating, air, plumbing, food, beds, TV, music, movies. The basic human needs for survival. Now if you'll all excuse me, I need to take care of something, but we will talk more later. The unfortunate business you walked into plus the jobs I'll have for you all. See you all in a moment, players.
Bubba goes into his own personal den.
... ... ... What a mess. I swear, this looks like a Rank 1 Kingdom AT MOST.
A little kid wanders around the neighborhood, pondering on how exactly run-down this place is... However, their bright colors and relatively pristine clothes, sharply contrast with the aesthetic of the neighborhood... As if they don't belong here...
(02-22-2022, 22:05:27 PM)Despair's Archon of Memes Wrote: [ -> ]... ... ... What a mess. I swear, this looks like a Rank 1 Kingdom AT MOST.
"....This is a ghetto. Don't set your expectations that high."
A young man in a blue hoodie with black, empty eyes (Or possibly just eyesockets, nobody ever asked), spikey hair, and a flask full of liquor stood next to the kid.
Another youngster, a short teenager, also walks in. She's got a baseball cap, varsity jacket, and a dyed red and blue pixie cut.
...Not sure what you're talking about by Rank 1 Kingdom - are you doing some kinda game like Pokémon Go? But it does look a little worse for wear, yeah. Never would pass muster as Navy base housing., Reina says.
"Ah, new territory for me to roam in, good, good!"
A tall man with a robot arm, wearing an exosuit and brandishing a katana with a trigger on the sheath, walks down the street. He knows that violence is going to take place here. And he loves that.
A tallish, slim young woman glances around at the others gathered and their surroundings. She brushes a chunk of bright chartreuse hair off of her face and smirks.
"If I didn't know better I'd say this is the same place I'd been staying. Looks like it and sounds like it. But hell, if I get a while I don't have to pay for a cheap motel room, that's all good, huh?"
She certainly sounded like someone who knew how to handle herself in this sort of neighborhood, whether it came from experience, confidence, or both.
"Name's Mila, by the way."
"I DON'T KNOW, THIS PLACE LOOKS [Everything is Alright] TO ME!" says a weird little puppet guy with pink and yellow-lensed glasses.
...Yeah. Not like I have a lot of cash at the moment either. Reina notices Mila's hair color. ...Nice! You dye it yourself? I do.
"So, does anybody here want a piece of me?"
"...AH RIGHT, TIME FOR [Now Introducing...]"
"IT'S ME! EV3RY BUDDY 'S FAVORITE [[Number 1 Rated Salesman1997]], SPAMTON G. SPAMTON!"
Mila grins a bit. "Yeah, I do mine myself too. Thanks! Had this color for... shit, I think I started doing it at your age."
...Is there a reason we'd want a piece of you?
Oh yeah, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. Reina Schultz.
She tosses a baseball up into the air with one hand.
...Reina also nods and grins at Mila's reply.
"Perhaps, the glory of defeating me, Jetstream Sam."
(02-22-2022, 22:16:35 PM)Risdio51 Wrote: [ -> ]"So, does anybody here want a piece of me?"
Tom looks at the watch on his right hand.
"Ehhhhhh...ask me again in two hours. I don't know you enough."
"Got no reason to fight anybody here, hoping that doesn't change anytime soon."
She directs this primarily at Jetstream Sam, for now.
The rabbit felt right at home. He made his bed in abandoned streets, cars, just about anything rusty and dark, all his life. Anyone who messed with him, he knew how to bite, send away, and shoot when their back was turned. Very impressive for an animal who stood at three feet, tops.
Needless to say, he wasn't frightened of the man. The gold-toothed grin was met with an amber-eyed glare. "Lucky. Lucky O'Chopper." For such a small animal, his voice was deep and rugged, with the world's thickest Scottish accent. He puffed his hot red fur and bared his teeth. "If I'm gonna be your hire, then why don't you tell me what I'm doing, purple-gums?" The last time he expected to be of service without a catch, he ended up fighting for his life in Hell. Any unfortunate situation was going to be worked out swiftly and bloodily so Lucky could return to his favorite abandoned shitpile of a house. He had the means of doing it, too: A metallic rabbit's foot was clanged against the bandaged stump on his other side.
"You better chat with me about this job first, or you're pickin' up your teeth with broken fingers." He trudged to his new place, somehow maneuvering the door open and slamming it behind him.
A shortish red-haired person in a puffy green jacket (despite the heat) is busy scouting out the location with some surprisingly nice binoculars. They have pins of various pride flags, as well as a potentially disturbing number of national flag pins across their sleeves and chest, and the smirk of a funky winkerbean character.
So, how much you getting paid for this work? Not enough I'll bet. Eh. My expenses are covered anyway. So, everyone ready for the inevitable attempts to not pay us properly for hazard?
...You want a defeat, we can set up a mock Home-Run Derby and crack some of these old windows. But yeah, only reason I have to play whack-a-mole with one of you is if you're on the other side, so to speak.
(02-22-2022, 22:31:37 PM)Dookie Wrote: [ -> ] (02-22-2022, 22:16:35 PM)Risdio51 Wrote: [ -> ]"So, does anybody here want a piece of me?"
Tom looks at the watch on his right hand.
"Ehhhhhh...ask me again in two hours. I don't know you enough."
*[Internal screaming intensifies]*
Fair enough... I guess.
Sparxxx opens his door for a brief moment to answer the ones who are demanding he talk to them, such as Lucky O'Chopper.
Tough as they come, are you? I'm not done with my important business I have going here. I will make your jobs clear to you all, but as of right now, I need to ask you all for your patience. I'll address everything you need to know soon.
He heads back into the den and shuts the door.
"They better not try to weasel out on payin' us, it'd be nice to know I'll have a roof over my head and food in my stomach a while after this. 'Specially since I don't know if they're keeping my job for me when I get back."
...Don't suppose there's any entertainment or refreshments while we wait, huh?
"Yeah, better be REALLY fuckin' clear." Lucky muttered.
He literally immediately sat his furry butt down to find Duck Dynasty on his old-new TV. Blissfully ignorant of the others, until they inevitably ticked him off.
Just help yourselves to the houses. I told you all they're your shelter and they have everything you need. Just pick one. And you'll get paid, trust me.
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