Name: the laughing hellslingers 
Age: 3 years in the mafia ring
Uniform: everyone wears green suits although they are usually high business end they wear red ties 
Symbol:http://www.bing.com/images/search?q=wing+symbol&FORM=HDRSC2#view=detail&id=F2FC1670CD64E189540649931DAF533A419DCD7D&selectedIndex=12 (but its dark green
Product: trade in whatever will kill, drugs and guns. it either kills the guy next to you or yourself when you take it
Starter Muscle: 3 and I call them my 3 kings
History: these are the guys that stood with me when I said we would go major. while others wanted to only do petty crime these were my loyal allies that wanted to stick with me no matter what. They were the ones who helped me during our pot selling on the collage campus and regardless if one of them got caught I always used the money we earned to bail them out or get them a slap on a wrist
Mob boss Character Sheet;
Name: Angelo Ortega 
Age:23
Appearance: tall at 6 ft, I have jade green eyes and obsidian hair with a goatee and I have dark caramel skin with bold shoulders and chest and wears a golden angel necklace
Gender: male
Basic Personality: "a dark jester" is the best way to describe me. I laugh at even the worst situations and at other misfortunes if someone came to me begging I would laugh in their face and shoot their eye out
History: although I was in a collage selling pot I decided to go big and I only had few people I trust enough to go into the big time. Although I lived in a normal home I always had a small part of me that wanted to hurt people in the most painful ways possible but as I was I wanted a normal life. It wasn't until I was nearly beaten to death in collage that I started to laugh, and laugh, and laugh more when I traced those people that almost killed me and torture them to death. I went into pot selling to pay for my happily killing and it was my "kings" that kept me sane and made sure I stayed concentrated on getting money then killing
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