"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
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— 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)
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[attr="class","ori"]Flashing lights, loud music, a ton of people, and not to mention all the possible narcotics floating around, to say the least Yumi was definitely out of her element. She decided to hit up the club after a long day of patrolling the streets, she deserved to go out and treat herself. Plus, Yumi needed to try and get out of her shell a little. She always felt stuck in her identity as an officer, so it felt good to get dressed up in a cute pink crop top and a black skirt and just be Yumi.
Once inside she went up to the bar to order a little bit of liquid courage, it was already hard enough for her to be in a place with so many people, but it was even harder sober. She waved over the bartender, ”two shots of the strongest tequila you got,” her order was short and sweet, and while she didn’t drink often she did have her preferences. Once her shots arrived, she paid in cash and downed them without a second thought. Being small, two shots were enough to get her feeling better, less anxious.
As she began feeling the effects of the alcohol, she mustered up the courage to edge her way to the dance floor, tonight was her night to let loose and forget about work. She felt herself getting lost in the crowd, her body flowing with the upbeat music, she spun and twirled, her face lit up with a bright smile. Why did she hate going out like this? It wasn’t so bad? But as those thoughts began to cross her mind, she collided with someone, knocking herself to the ground and back into reality.
She looked up at the stranger she accidentally charged into, ”I am sorry!”
[attr="class","monbody"] It wasn't unlike Ryotas work to take him to unusual locations. Especially ones like Club Suta, the crowd loved all the party drugs- various uppers and psychedelics. The deal went smoothly as he met the customer in the restroom, last stall to be exact. He handed Ryota the cash in exchange for the goods, and they parted ways, quick and painless as his record maintained. It wasn't a huge deal, so Ryota was in no real rush to head back. 'Maybe a couple of drinks could do me some good,' he thought, urging himself to stop by the bar before heading back to drop off the cash.
He paid for a few shots of bourbon, and took in the scene around him. He found himself unable to understand the appeal of such a place, loud and full of sweaty people under the influence, not the helped that part of the situation. However, he believed that everyone had their place in society, and being a mindless club junkie is one, without them he would have one less group of clients. He smirked at this unfortunate thought.
When he felt like he had gotten enough of the distasteful atmosphere he got up to leave, weaving through the crowd of people. Though almost instantly he had gotten barreled into, Ryota was fine, being tall and somewhat well-built anyone much smaller than him had a hard time knocking him down. He peered down at the smaller girl on the ground, she barely looked old enough to be in such a place.
”Uh, it's fine I guess,” He said, extending his hand out as an offer to help her up. ”Are you even old enough to be here?” He asked, despite it being none of his business and if she wasn't it was not like he could or would do anything about it. And with that idea he regretted even asking, it wasn't like he actually cared- maybe it was those shots....
[attr="class","ori"]From the floor of the club, everything looked like it was spinning. It took her a moment to refocus on the man she had ran into, nearly missing what he was saying to her. Her face grew red, as if she were embarrassed, as she took his hand and pulled herself up, but almost instantly after she was back on her feet she threw her arms across her chest. ”If I wasn’t old enough, they wouldn’t have let me in.” Yumi stated, almost angrily and with a slur, those shots had definitely kicked in.
She knew she was at fault for bumping into him, but how dare he assume her age just because she’s small? Yumi narrowed her eyes, as she stared up at the guy. ”The audacity…” she mumbled under her breath, obviously upset by the interaction.
She was a respected member of the law, not a child and she deserved to be treated as such. She puffed her cheeks, gazing up at the tall dark haired man, he didn’t seem like he was really in his element either. He seemed almost displeased…..well, she did run into him, but that wasn’t the point. ”What’s your deal then? You don’t exactly look like you’re in the right place either sir,” it was bold of her to assume he was out of place, but she felt like she had to defend herself to some agree, and deflection was her method of doing so.
[attr="class","monbody"] Alcohol did some weird stuff to people, such as making someone stick around for an unwanted and awkward situation. Like Ryota helping some stranger who bumped into him, only for her to get mad at him? 'How fucking stupid is that? Ryota scoffed and rolled his eyes. ”Like that means anything.....fake identification exists, unless you live under a rock....” His words were a definitely more on the hostile side, but she got angry first, and it was the only appropriate response, right?
He sighed heavily, he could see that he upset her, and it became more and more clear that she possibly wasn't sober herself. Humans did stupid shit, especially when they drink, including getting into mindless arguments over seemingly nothing. Ryota wouldn't have normally cared about this kind of situation, it didn't matter to him if she was supposed to be there or not. His debated just walking around her and leaving, until she brought him back into it.
He raised an eyebrow, ”You wanna know my deal?” He scoffed and gave an almost diabolical smirk, he took to the time to fully scan her over, debating over how he wanted to respond. ”I'm a drug dealer, and I was just selling to all these people,” he said with a big smile, motioing to the crowed of people that surrounded them, it was like he was entirely joking. Any sane person wouldn't take him seriously, and even if she did, there was no way to prove it. He sold all his product, he also figured maybe this comment would get her out of his way at the very least...or it would just make things even more interesting.
[attr="class","ori"]At this point, Yumi was enraged. 'Who does this guy this he is? Does he know I'm a cop?' Clearly the tipsy woman had forgotten she specifically got dressed up and went out to escape her duties, so no of course the man didn't know she was a cop. But for whatever reason when he spoke, it just pissed her off more and more.
Puffing her cheeks and clenching her fists she yelled, ”Well, I don't have a fake I.D., it's illegal!” She took a wobbly step towards the larger man, her amber eyes narrowed with agitation as he continued to speak. She was in complete disbelief, no real drug dealer would ever confess something like that, especially in an argument at the night club.
'This guy can not be serious right now, does he think he's funny?' Yumi frowned and poked a finger at his chest. ”You're not funny and you shouldn't joke like that.” Her tone had an obvious shift as she grew more serious about his statement. Her night was supposed to be a break from being a cop and this guy just had to make it weird. ”You never know if who you're talking to could be a cop,” Yumi huffed, she felt dizzy as she continued to glare up at the man, daring him to say something else with her eyes.
[attr="class","monbody"] There was part of Ryotas intoxicated brain that got joy from provoking someone so naive and foolish. Watching the small woman puff up with rage caused Ryo to chuckle, and even more so at her response. 'No shit it's illegal.' He insisted on keeping this comment to himself, as the tinier being stumbled closer to him.
He crossed his arms over his chest, sighing as he rolled his eyes. 'Is she done yet?' Obviously, the man couldn't be bothering with soaking in anything the irate lady was saying, until, however she mentioned the word cop. He raised an eyebrow, clearly this woman or girl or whatever she was, wasn't implying she was an officer, right? Ryota couldn't help but to stifle out a laugh.
”Listen, you're the one who bumped into me,” he said, purposely leaning down so there eyes were level, ”if you don't like what I have to say then you can leave.” He motioned to the door with a nod before standing straight once more. He looked her up and down once more before walking past her, voicing his thoughts as he went by, ”if you are a cop, you look like you'd be a pretty shitty one.”
[attr="class","ori"]Yumi took her job seriously, but she tried to make it a point that her night out was not going to be consumed by that. But this guy was definitely trying to push all of her buttons. Yumi could tell he wasn't taking her seriously given his random bouts of laughter in response to her.
The cherry on top was his statement as he brushed past her. She turned to follow him, her drunk brain unable to just let the situation go. ”For all you know I could be the best cop in this city!” She added angrily, it wasn't true but one day it could be.
With this she stayed on him, like a leech. ”You have some nerve, you know that?” She continued, ”insulting strangers...” her tone emitted her frustrations in a slurred voice. She had every nerve in her body tempting her to slap the man she was following, or trip him- anything really. But, she still had some self control.
[attr="class","monbody"] At this point Ryota was starting to get annoyed, the smaller woman had attached to him like a flea on a dog. Of course, he had no one to blame except for himself. He groaned as the little woman followed him, nagging like someones mother. They weaved through the crowd as he was headed for the door.
Within feet he stopped and turned to look at her. ”Are you done yet?” he asked, his voice showing no indication of his very real frustrations. Admittedly, the dumb drunk part of his brain shouldn't have said anything at all, but he did and now he's stuck getting badgered by this menace.
He looked at the door, then back at the smaller being. ”Or are you just going to follow me around all night and bitch about this?” this question was asked more aggressively than the last, while Ryota had no issues with taking down a female, he would rather it not come to that- especially since she was so heavily hinting at her profession as a police officer.
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