"Drugs, weapons, gangs, violence, corrupt politicians....it's the stuff that fuels a peaceful societies nightmares. We want our children, our families, our friends and our neighbors to be safe. But, the Yankan and Inago have been coming in hot, feuding over who will win, who will gain control of our once thriving city at the expense of innocent lives. The government officials are doing everything they can to stop them, but they can't all be trusted either, can they? Life has been turned upside by the greedy and malicious hands of the gangs, officers and politicians and our once safe city, is no longer that. It is time for us to start picking sides, or hiding, because this is only the beginning the decline..."
A CRIME AND GANG ANIMANGA ROLEPLAY
So, I am happy to announce that I am now looking for staff members/fellow admins to assist with this lovely little site, if you are interested please go check out the STAFF SIGN-UP thread located in the bulliten board! Thank you and have a beautiful day!
— Tik (08/14/22)
After four years of working on this plot and story- we are finally open. We're going to start small, but you'll see how quickly a city under so much opposing influence can begin to explode.
— Tik (08/06/22)
Inconspicuous motes of rock and gas radio telescope. As a patch of light, the carbon in our apple pies kindling the energy hidden in matter a billion trillion muse about! Made in the interiors of collapsing stars shores of the cosmic ocean laws of physics.
Autumn seemed to come suddenly, her fingers picking the trees bare and her breath chilling the very ground beneath them. Even the birds fled from her playful touch. With little love for cold weather, Er'lang wrapped himself tightly in his jacket, shoving his hands into his pockets. He frowned at the white puffs of air created by his breath, hating the cold it signified.
Despite, or perhaps because of, the weather, not a cloud marred the sky. Under an ironic sun, the streets were similarly void of people. However, this likely had more to do with the fact that it was a fine Tuesday afternoon than any other reason. Most respectable folk had jobs to attend to, most children in school, and even the less priviledged migtht find a library to squat in.
Buzz. Er'lang pulled out his phone with an incoherent grumble. His gaze fixed downward as his feet continued along the oft traveled path. Er'lang took a moment to respond, punctuating sentences with a roll of his own eyes, and turned the familiar corner. When he looked up again, Er'lang frowned. A young man of seemingly good health -- though maybe a little unhappy -- leaned beside the convenience store entrance. The stranger's mind seemed otherwise occupied, and, after a cursory glance, Er'lang paid him no more mind. He headed into the store to find some warmth and maybe a snack.
Fifteen minutes later, Er'lang exited again, armed with one pair of fingerless gloves, one pocketed zippo lighter, and spicy wheat sticks. The stranger from before remained. If it weren't for the change in position, Er'lang might've concluded that a strange sculpture had been comissioned by the city. With a sigh, he approached the man.
"Nothing to do?" He paused. "How about I give you a job. Just for today. Keep up." As if it were decided, Er'lang then strode off. @leiko
Post by lieko vonvertex on Sept 25, 2022 5:38:18 GMT
Lieko let's out a heavy sigh looking at his phone wanting to make a call or text. But he knew if he did he'd just be making the situation worse. Whenever he was in trouble with Wolf and he tried to make it better he'd just dig himself into a deeper hole. He hated it when his friend was mad at him! Half the time he didn't know what he had done and this time was no exception. First he had to find out what he'd done wrong to get the other so upset.
He didn't even notice anyone walking by a he grumbled to himself. He puts his phone away and pulls out a cigarette so he could stress smoke and maybe come up with an idea. He crouches down as he tries to use all his brain power to figure out where it all started. Was it really because he made a jokingly petty remark back to some of his words?!
He gets pulled out of his thoughts when he sees feet in his line of sight. He frowns slightly and looks up at the other. He blinks a bit surprised by the next thing out of this person's mouth. A job? Well extra money could come in handy maybe a gift could fix the mess. He gets up and puts on his jacket though he didn't need it right now. The air wasn't cold enough for his body that acted as a self heater.
He takes the last drag off his cigarette before stepping on it and following after the other. "Uh thanks? What's the job? Oh name's Lieko since your giving me a job.."
Though tall, the other man -- Leiko, rather -- seemed fairly lost. Er'lang laughed at his innocent comment. He turned back, a corner of his lip hiking up. Seeing the other follow, Er'lang slowed his pace. When they were shoulder to shoulder, he finally replied.
"It's not exactly the type of job that needs a name. We're not doing paperwork or anything." He laughs again with a bark-like snort. "But you're right. We ought to introduce ourselves. You can call me Er'lang." He gives Leiko a once over, taking in his discarded cigarette, his unzipped jacket, his distracted gaze. The man hd obviously had something on his mind. Er'lang's on-the-spot recruitment was half out of pity, and mostly opportunistic. With a build like his, Leiko made a good choice.
"Aren't you going to ask what sort of job it is?" The other's survival instincts seemed a little dull. Was he content to follow just anyone? Er'lang barely gave the man a chance to reply before continuing.
"A, ah, friend of mine needs some help. She happens to own one of the buildings down here." By this time, they had already approached the undermaintained complexes of the Projects district. "The folks around here are rather reluctant to pay rent and have no issue breaking contracts. I'm here to offer them a little incentive to pay up." Er'lang glances upwards to Leiko. "This is your only chance to leave." A misplaced grin flickers across his face. @leiko
Post by lieko vonvertex on Sept 25, 2022 6:20:52 GMT
Lieko looks down at Er'lang when they were shoulder to shoulder. He hums softly thinking over the kind of job it could be. A job without paperwork? Could be something shady but he wasn't a stranger to shady things. He was sure he could handle it. He smiles at the other when they introduced themselves. "Nice to meet you temp boss Er'lang." He chuckles and let's out a soft sigh. Since he was about to do a job he really should focus.
He closes his eyes clearing his mind, if this job involves fighting he wouldn't do well if his mind was distracted. He opens his eyes after a few breaths and his original scowl forms on his face.
He couldn't help but chuckling hearing the question. Was he suppose to be scared to follow random people who offered him a job? He was sure whatever he got himself into he'd be able to get himself out of. He hums as he listens to the other explain. The job sounded like what loan sharks do. When it came to intimidating people his height and looks helped out with making those jobs easier.
He smirks and hums as he looks at Er'lang. "Sounds like an easy job and extra money don't hurt.. I don't back down once I've made up my mind.. Lead the way boss~"
"That's the spirit." Without another word, Er'lang continues to lead the way. He hums a childish tune, though calling it a tune might be an overstatement. It doesn't take long for them to reach a derelict building. Despite it's unappealing facade and chipped paint, it stands sturdy when compared to the buildings around it; there are no missing windows, no broken doors, no caved in walls.
Er'lang knocks on an unassuming door on the ground floor. A tanned young woman greets the two of them. Even from the doorway, one can see that the inside is cozy and well taken care of. She invites them inside, but Er'lang refuses. With a word of thanks, she lists out the offending tenants and gestures to the rooms above. Realizing how much information she was dumping on the two men, she blushes and asks them to wait a moment before running back inside. Moments later, she returns with a list and a set of keys, both of which she shoves into Er'lang's hands. With a mock salute, Er'lang leaves the woman behind and leads Leiko up the stairs.
The first room they stop by is on the second floor. Between the poor lighting and various strange smells, the hallway seems to fill with gloom.
"You take this." Er'lang turns to Leiko and hands him the list. "This one's been skipping payments for a few months now. After all, the landlord is just a young girl. Easy to bully, no?"
"Knock, knock!" He says in a sing-song voice as he raps the door with his knuckles.
Post by lieko vonvertex on Sept 29, 2022 19:32:23 GMT
Lieko chuckles as he follows Er'lang closing his eyes as he listens to the tune? It could've been worse at least it sounded cute in a way. A little refining and it could be a good time. Ugh know he's thinking like a producing wasn't he?
He scratches the back of his head and blinks looking around. At least this building had more care to it then the others. He gives the women a gentle smile as she talks to the other. She must have it hard dealing with the people who lived here. How annoying to know they were trying to take advantage of this woman. He waves to her giving her a nod as he follows Er'lang up the stairs.
He wrinkles his nose at the smells. It's been a while since his nose smelled these scent. He cracks his knuckles as he glares at the door. "Nothing pisses me off more then dirtbags trying to take advantage of a young girl.."
He smirks looking at Er'lang. "They might not be able to hear you~" He bangs the door hard making the hinges shake. He made sure to hold back so he didn't break the door. Mainly since he wasn't sure if he'd get in trouble for breaking down a door this early. Besides what better way to get a door open then to almost break it right? ------------ Er'lang
board/thread list//mini profile//full profile//info center- pharaoh leap//everything else- acrylic/tik//all images used belong to their originial creators
rules
✪ Do not spam the chatbox, I am pretty sure he does not like having spam shoved down his throat, and I don't think you would either. So don't do it.
✪ Please use an icon while chatting, it makes the chatbox feel pretty, he wants to feel pretty and he gets what he wants. If you don't know how to use an icon just ask!
✪ No pestering for posts or annoying others in the chatbox. People have lives you know.
✪ No advertising and spamming links in the chactbox. We will eat you.
✪ Stick to one OOC name, and don't impersonate others, okay? Okay.
✪ Respect others, if you mistreat the chatbox by breaking these rules, you'll lose you privilage to use him.
