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[i]One is done.
Two was fun.
Three tried to run.
Four called mom.
Five is not alive.
Six is nix. 
Seven is in heaven. 
Eight won't wait.[/i]
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You're a kid who's down on their luck. Every afternoon spent in your buddy's garage getting high and talking about the day you get out of this town. Every day spent at your dead-end job, watching the clock tick away every wasted second of your life. You had dreams, once, aspirations and goals, but you and all of your friends have found every attempt to escape this shithole to be futile. You're stuck, just like every other person in this town. You need something to spice things up, something to bring some variety into your life. 

It starts with a little harmless breaking-and-entering. A prank. You're not even stealing anything, just fucking with someone who did you wrong. But something goes wrong, the cops are called, and you find yourself running for your life, laughing and hollering, your friends at your sides, sirens blaring behind you, and you've never felt more alive. 

After that, you start to shoplift. Just little things here and there; a candy bar or a CD. Eventually you start to exchange dares, encouraging each of your friends to take it one step further. You begin to master skills you never knew you'd need, like lockpicking, pick-pocketing, and, after a night spent in jail, not leaving fingerprints. 

And on you all go, ditching the weed and chasing the next adrenaline high. Until one of you crosses a line. Until you're all literally running for your lives. Until there's blood on your hands and a warrant with your name on it. 

But seeing yourself on the TV screens and in the newspapers is all part of the fun. You knew, one day, you would have fame. You knew that everyone would know your name. And now, you feel like you can take over the world. 

One bullet at a time.
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[hider=Some Explanation] Okay so basically the premise is a group of young adults that are either in really unfortunate situations or just angsty assholes, can go either way. One of them starts getting into criminal stuff, the rest follow. Obviously throughout the roleplay there can be people that think they've gone too far and duck out, maybe they go to the police and give them information which increases the difficulty of not getting caught for the rest. There's opportunity for drama, action, romance, the whole nine yards. Should be gritty and fun, lots of high-speed chases and things of that sort. [/hider] 

This IC is currently under construction! (I typed this up at work and I have to drive home real quick before I can finish it). Feel free to express interest below just so I can get a head count of who would be up for something like this. I prefer a somewhat small group (5-8 people maybe?) and it will NOT be first-come, first-serve. I value quality over speed. If this RP brings a character to mind that you'd like to use, feel free to drop a character sheet. Otherwise, I will be posting a template within the hour :) 

ALSO: If we get a decently sized group, I would love a co-GM just to help me keep things organized, toss some ideas and plot twists around, etc. All details above the line are subject to change-- if you have ideas or suggestions that you think would add cool elements to the basic idea, feel free to drop them here :)