Sign Up Urban Chance [M-LV]

[Ezekiel]

[SIZE=1][RIGHT][U][B]Urban Chance[/B][/U]

The heavy beats of 50 Cent seemed to make the very pavement shake, young men sitting on dirty boxes with their jeans hanging around their knees bobbed their heads, their fingers crossed with the usual greeting between gang members. A black Porsche cruised down the street, somehow the driver was oblivious to the copious amount of death traps disguised at potholes. He looked out the window and nodded slowly to one of the men on the side of the street, his top lip curled in a sneer.

[B]?You got a problem wit me, player??[/B] the one on the pavement shouts, smacking his chest in an attempt to intimidate the driver.

[B]?Nah, man, I ain?t got no problem wit you. I jus? got a problem wit ya hood, yo.?[/B] The man in the car laughs, his girlfriend leaning over to blow a kiss to the one he addressed before he guns the engine, speeding around the corner and out of sight.

[B]?What the hell was his problem, man??

?Leave it man, you ain?t got no beef wit a player like him.?

?Word.?[/B]

Only a few streets away a VW drives around the corner, a middle aged white man sitting in the front seat looking absolutely terrified. His daughter, only 17 herself, looks bored out of her mind.

[B]?Father, if you look scared they?ll laugh at you. These guys think they?re cool because they can?t speak English properly and have their jeans hanging off their arses.?[/B]

[B]?Don?t swear, dear.?[/B]

[B]?Yes, mother.?[/B] The disgruntled teen sits back and sighs, blowing some hair from her face.

She was going to boarding school. In this neighbourhood? Of course not. Her parents know only one route to St. James School of Arts and that was through this sub-par section of Manhattan. The place where gangs and drugs thrived. Yes, Imogen?s parents were terrified that her daughter would become a drugged up stripper?and enjoy every minute of it. But Art is what she wanted and this school was the one place she would get the best education regardless of the neighbourhood.

So, the school gates came into view, the pristine lawn and perfect building was some sort of relaxant for Imogen?s parents as they drove in.

Back in ?Section Z? news spread of a new student for the school. A Brit, no less, soon the whole neighbourhood would know about this, everyone knew that soon the students would want to get away from the school and come down to the clubs and there sure would be a welcome for the new arrival.

Not yet realised, the girl?s father was well known amongst the gang leaders. Known for drug trafficking and not paying his debts. When her name was found out, all hell would break loose. Pity most of the people around were ?gangsta? wannabes?[/RIGHT]

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Ehm, this is a comedy, in case anyone was wondering. I watched ?Get Shorty? and found the whole idea hilarious. So now, before anyone is worried about overuse of drugs and guns, most of the characters in this are going to be buffoons who think they?re cool and ?gangsta?.

I?ve got a few characters that I need, or, if you prefer, take these as guidelines for the kind of characters I want in this RP. I?m taking the position of Imogen, but apart from that we have these guys?

[B][U]Rida Jo[/U][/B]
[I]Possibly one of the most idiot teenagers to ever grace the streets of ?Section Z?. He thinks he?s cool, has decimated his eardrums with the likes of Jay Z and 50 Cent and dreams of becoming a world famous rapper with his ?whoop *** skills, yo!?. He wears his jeans around his knees and his boxers pulled up to his navel. A 9mm hidden in his back pocket covered by a purple and yellow silk basketball shirt, his cap always worn backwards.
He?s in numerous relationships and is, for some reason, very popular with the ladies. He can?t rap and he usually mixes his words up when it comes to using ?street lingo?. Rida insists on adding ?yo? to every sentence. He is a member of one of the less known but very determined gangs.[/I]

[B][U]Killa[/U][/B]
[I]He lives by his name and it is known to all, Killa is a professional. He has never once missed a shot and has been known to take out a whole gang with only two handguns. Though the reliability of that story has yet to be decided. He is cool, calm, and collected and possibly one of the only people who dresses sensibly and doesn?t use many slang words when he talks. He is a very rich man, drives a navy blue Lincoln with leather interior and has a very large apartment all to himself. Killa is big and beefy and works for himself only. He belongs to no gang, but is closer friends with ?Mike Akita? leader of one of the most infamous gangs in Section Z.[/I]

[U][B]Jin Hoshi[/B][/U]-[COLOR=Red][B]Innocent[/B][/COLOR]
[I]A student at Imogen?s new school, Jin is intelligent, kind and very, very attractive. He is 18 and loves to draw, manga being his speciality. He takes an instant liking to Imogen and soon becomes her best friend, making sure to look out for her and warn her of the dangers of going down into Section Z.[/I]

Those three characters I would just love to have, especially Jin, he?s a key part. I would also very much like someone to play a gay character who will befriend Imogen but just happens to kick major ***?

This RP is going to have some very bad language and violence, but all in good humour. I hope you can see from the characters I listed what kind of characters I would like you all to make. Please feel free to go crazy (not too crazy) and make this as entertaining as possible.

If you have any questions or suggestions, feel free to PM me. Now to the sign up.

[B]Name:
Street Name:[/B]
[B]Gang:[/B] (optional)
[B]Age:[/B] No less that 17
[B]Gender:
Appearance:[/B] It might be easier to describe appearances, but if you can find a suitable real or anime picture then that?s fine, too.
[B]Equipment:[/B] For the students, this will be the stuff they carry with them when they go into the town (no weapons, though I?ll allow pepper spray and tasers). For ?gangstas? (got to love that word) you can have any gun you want, I?ll even let you go a little crazy and have some swords/knives. If you want you can also include transport (car/motorcycle), jewellery etc.
[B]Personality:[/B] Quirks and mannerisms
[B]Extract of Character:[/B] Instead of bio, I?d like you to type a short piece showing me how you character will act within the RPG, like a small post of sorts.

Also, the Russian mafia will be involved in this RP, so far I was planning on having them as NPC but if you want to make a character in the mafia, go ahead.

Oh, a small note. For Gangsta names, I?m looking for ones that are funny and cliché, so please, don?t hold back.

[COLOR=Red]Jin reserved for Innocent[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[Who Am I?]

[B]Name: [/B] Jin Hoshi

[B]Age:[/B] 18

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Appearance:[/B] [B][URL=http://pike.port5.com/images/anime/kanon/image4s.jpg]Jin (Picture)[/URL] [/B]

[B]Equipment: [/B] Tazer :p :animeswea

[B]Personality:[/B] Jin is intelligent, kind and very, very attractive. He loves to draw, manga being his speciality. He takes an instant liking to Imogen and soon becomes her best friend.

[B]Extract of Character: [/B]
Jin is at school walking around waiting for Imogen.
[I]Oh where is she?[/I] Jin thought.
He looked around and still no sign of her.
[I]I hope she made it through those awful gangs[/I], Jin thought.
Soon Jin saw Imogen walking towards him.
"Hey, what took you so long?" Jin asked with a smile.
"Oh sorry I guess it was me that was late," Imogen smiled back.
Jin turned around and blushed before Imogen could see.
"Uhh...well let's get to class," Jin said.
"Yeah," Imogen said happily.

OOC: Sorry about the fill ins. My brother wants me to get off the computer so I'll try finishing ok? Sorry. :animeswea

Edit: I added the stuff. :animesmil

[Skye]

[size=1][color=slategray][center][b]Name:[/b]
Melissa Dante
[b]Street Name:[/b]
Rhapsody (?Rhaps? for short)
[b]Gang:[/b]
None
[b]Age:[/b]
17
[b]Gender:[/b]
Female
[b]Appearance:[/b]
Rhaps stands 5?8?, with a well rounded, well toned body. She is lithe, and slim, but not skinny and lanky. She has waist-length jet-black hair that is in constant loose corkscrews, with neon violet, red, and blue highlights. She has an oval face, with large, ocean blue eyes, framed by thick, black lashes. Her larger bottom lip gives her a perpetual pout, but it looks cute, and her eyes hold a sparkle of amusement. Her skin is beige, with a rosy tint.

Rhapsody tends to lean towards the more girly side of punk, but seeing her in full-blown rapper-girlfriend outfit is not rare. She easily pulls it off despite being white, and she favors tight, skimpy clothing. She always wears a black onyx rose pendant on a simple, short chain around her neck, and a matching silver onyx ring.

[b]Equipment:[/b]
[u]Weapons:[/u]
Twin six-inch steel knives
Pocket knife
[u]Transportation:[/u]
A pair of black in-lines
Black and crimson Kawasaki Ninja

[b]Personality:[/b]
A whirl of emotions and a whirl of style, this is where Rhapsody earned her name. Never the same twice, forever predictable in her unpredictability, she has learned to expect the unexpected. She never moves in exactly the same way, and she never speaks exactly the same. Her mannerisms change from situation to situation; she adapts to new environments faster than water. Her single, predictable quirk is her whiplash tongue, and her flirtatious style. When she sees Imogen, she becomes protective of her, though she has a strange way of showing her affection.

[b]Extract of Character:[/b]
?[b]Yo, white girl! You think you can walk up just wherever you want?[/b]?

Rhapsody rolled her eyes in disgust, tossing her multi-colored hair over one shoulder. Turning to face her ?attacker?, she put her hands on her hips, and cocked her head.

?[b]Man, out here, we can?t afford to be racists; we?d bite ourselves in the butt.[/b]?

The girl in front of her snorted, rolling her black-brown eyes in disgust. Her friends, three other black girls, laughed, and then were silent when the first girl ? a girl Rhapsody knew as Carmen ? shot them a look. Rhapsody crossed her arms in front of her chest, pulling the tight black T-shirt even tighter across a full bosom. She turned, and walked away, going to the back alley where her motorbike was. She straddled it, her tight leather pants warm. Putting on her helmet, she took off.

Hope this is enough, Jamie-chan![/size][/color][/center]

[Saber Master]

Name: Nicolai Bogdashka

Street Name: Dima (Means Strong Fighter)

Gang: Russian Mafia

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Appearance: [URL=http://www.alisonwonderland.co.uk/projects/noirgallery/images/n_Mobster_tailing_hammer.jpg]Click Me[/URL]

Equipment: Two Gold Plated 9mm Handguns With Extended Clips.

Transportation: Black 1969 Cadillac Deville

Personality: Nicolai is a cold, unforgiving, person who cares only for himself and noone else. He wouldnt even help his parents out of a car stuck on the rail road tracks.

Extract of Character:

"I gave u time to pay up Sal but you try and leave the country.."
"Please Nicolai I only need a few more days.."
"I give you 24 hours to pay.. But if you dont have the money by 4pm tomarow you and your family are dead."

- 24 Hour Later -

"Times up wheres my money.."
"I.. I couldnt get it..."
"You are pathetic.. Mikhail put a bullet in his head."
"NO!!!"
*Gunshot*
"Ha look he didnt have any brains after all hahaha"
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Hope This Is Good

[Revelation]

[B]Name-[/B] Unknown [B]Street Name-[/B] Killa [B]Age-[/B] 27 [B]Gender-[/B] Male [B]Appearance-[/B] A tall and muscular assassin known as Killa. He stands at the height of 6?7, weighing at a fair 153 with a medium build. He is agile and strong, furtive and demanding. His broad shoulders and defined cheek bones are what makes him intimidating. Some say he looks similar to Michael Clarke Duncan, others say he looks like Will Smith, though everyone knows that Killa portrays no one but himself. Killa?s closet consists of business suits of different colors and styles. He is a man who does not like to wear clothing that are baggy and hang off of him. He wears clothing that are sensible, sophisticated, and suave. It is only when he is working out that he wears basketball shorts, a tank top, and basketball shoes. He may occasionally wear a beanie or a basketball hat, but other than that, his clothes are nothing close to what the wanna-be gangsters wear. [B]Equipment-[/B] Killa carries two Desert Eagle Mark XIX, along with a Marine Raider Bowie, a Motorola Razr v3, and a katana. He drives a navy blue Lincoln Aviator with leather interior as well as a black Ducati Super Sport 1000 DS. He has modified and customized both of his vehicles so that they fit his personality. [B]Personality-[/B] A cool, calm, and collected man who roam the streets of Manhattan. He is a stylish and sensible man who dresses the way he talks and acts. He is suave, sly, and manipulative, confusing people constantly. He rarely speaks in the slang dialect nor does he act in the childish ?gangsta? ways. He is a man who is sophisticated, level-headed, and intelligent. Sharp witted, sharp tongued, and sharp looked is who Killa is and no one has defied him yet. [B]Extract of Character-[/B] An African American man drove down the streets of Manhattan. Those who saw his car knew him to be Killa, a man known for his profession. Many men hate, worship, and fear him, many women lust and want him, while children are awed by his kindness and humble acts. When he passed by a street where the children played, a ball hit the window behind him. Everyone ran from the streets when the car door opened. Killa stood beside his car and sighed, knowing it was only a child?s play. ?Anyone lose a baseball?? Killa turned from his car and held the baseball in his hand. He looked around and a small Mexican boy came towards him, holding out his hand. Killa kneeled down to his level. ?That was some throw you got. You knocked out my window.? He handed the kid the baseball and ruffled his hair. ?Keep it up. You just might become one of the great ones.? Standing, Killa went back in his car and drove off to meet with Mike Akita, a close friend of his who leads on of the most notorious and infamous gangs in Manhattan.