The First Bullet is a Mafia-themed RPG. We require a moderate to advanced skill level, and we are literate. Feel free to check out our plot! We are always accepting new members with open arms, so feel free to join us. In fact, please do!
Here we have three sides: The Mafia, which is self-explanitory. The First Bullet, an organization determined to take down the Mafia. And then there is everybody else, the Civlians, who are just caught in the middle.
Setting
It is April 2010, and the weather has been perfect so far. There are a few showers here and there, but this only serves to make Central Park more beautiful than ever. The temperatures range, but for the most part, things are staing in the mid-to-high seventies.
Luigi Pultro « Thread Started on Mar 25, 2009, 8:30am »
(I also Plan on making the other rganization character but ifinished this one first)
You Name: Luigi Age: 19 Other character: none
The Basics Full Name: Luigi, Pultro Nickname: Wolf man, animal Birthday: October, 26 Age: 19 Sexuality: Straight Gender: Male Alliance: Mafia Class: Low Occupation: Assistant Locksmith
About Them Appearance: An even 6’ and roughly 184lbs, curly black hair with brown eyes. Most often wears pale green clothing such as hoody and baggy pants with grey shoes. Also wears a small backpack.
Personality: The personality like everyone is unique. A kind hearted respectful person with determination. Not aggressive at all, he often just does what he is told with no argument or hesitance. Not like that is a bad thing, he enjoys working with a thrill, hiding from cops holding illegal goods to even giving his friends alibis.
He believes in holding secrets from the government. Outside from the mafia however little is known about him, mainly due to being shy to anyone he encounters. He shows little confidence and no effort to hide his true being.
History: Born in New Jersey and raised in PA.. Luigi was born from a father with high priority. And there was no room for lying in his household. But yet there was a secret about his past that his father held from him. Luigi never suspected anything however, he was under the impression that his father held no secrets or so he thought. Luigi however learned about this secret after going through years of school learning the Italian language and tech school for both computers and locks.
The secret was nearly overwhelming for himself, but everyone else thought of it little. His mother was not his real mother, and that his true mother died having him. Afterwards he often visited her grave, bringing flowers, the works. He eventually got over it and left his fathers household and headed for New York City to find out what the next chapter of his life would be.
Goals: Trusted associate or member the mafia, professional locksmith, and computer hacker expert Fears: Cops, Being exposed or known by too many people, and snakes Likes: Free running, Lock picking, and working on computers Dislikes: Cops, stupid people, and annoying yapping dogs Strengths: Honesty, loyalty, determined, mature, athletic, and endurance Weaknesses: Unexpected visits, easily persuaded from those he works with, fears death and will do just about anything to stay alive Father: Biological?, Thomas Pultro, 50 Mother: Adopted Ashly Smith, 41 Sister(s): Biological, Shelby Pultro, 27 Brother (s): none
Sample Hs heart was racing fast; so fast is rose into his throat, he was on the verge if getting caught. He held himself together repeating to himself, “Don’t do something stupid, don’t f**k up.” He knew that something was wrong before it happened he knew there was. But that did not stop him, he was to focused into getting what he needed.
His breath disappeared as another person entered the room. His expensive shoes echoing from the uneven cement floor. The figure stopped at the center of the room, now was Luigi’s chance and he took it. He threw a piece of rubble he had toward the back of the room and the person responded as shots rang out. Luigi then sprinted to the only door and locked it behind him. His hands were shaking by that time. He then flew up the stairs and disappeared into the alleyway; he had what he needed, he now simply had to deliver it to his business partner.