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RETRO Slice of Life - 1988

@Conscripts

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RETRO Slice of Life - 1988

@Conscripts

Im currently getting beaten badly ny my friend at simpliest game ever Depsite being able to play complex zombie survival games...

However if you not got a discord invite, il set one up later for you if no one beats me to it.

RETRO Slice of Life - 1988

Dorian LaValle

Name: Dorian LaValle

Age: 32

Appearance:

Hider

Height: 5’10”

Weight: 172 lbs

Eyes: Grey



Likes:

+Luxury

+Painting/Art

+Designer Suits

+Pushing Himself to the Limit



Dislikes:

-Inane Questions Concerning His Missing Right Eye or the Eyepatch Covering It

-Those That Merely Accept Their Pre-Determined Lot in Life

-Those That Lack Proper Etiquette or Social Graces

-Becoming Further Entangled in the Criminal Underbelly of the City

-Thinking About that Night.



Zodiac Sign:Gemini



Special Talent: Painting. As a sickly adolescent Dorian often wandered around his family’s rundown estate in Chattanooga looking for something to pass the time, he often followed the elderly LaValle’s around the crumbling mansion listening to them ramble on about the supposed masterpieces that used to adorn the walls, presumably before the now yellowing peeling wallpaper, and how those aforementioned valuables were parted with to cover one of the numerous tragedies that befell the once great LaValle family since time immemorial.

As a naïve child Dorian vowed to restore the lost treasures to their rightful place, even if he had to recreate themselves. Dorian, it seemed was a natural painter and by referencing waterlogged art books in the decrepit family library he over time developed a knack for mimicking the style of history’s most accomplished masters. Painting brought him a sense of peace and accomplishment that he had never really felt before. Though his reproductions or even his original pieces never seemed to impress his relatives as painting as a profession was not suitable for one baring the LaValle name; art was something to be bought and displayed not made. Circumstances dictated that he unceremoniously leaves Tennessee around his eighteenth birthday, and he eventually headed to New York to attempt to break into the art world. He quickly found that outside of the grounds of the crumbling compound in Tennessee the LaValle name meant nothing, it surprisingly meant less than nothing if it was on one of his paintings. A few years after arriving and making no detectable impact on the art scene Dorian was the on the verge of being completely destitute, at his most desperate he was approached by gallery owner and smuggler Hanbal Awad who introduced the starving artist to the world of art-forgery. They became partners and sold his fakes to art galleries around the tri-state area claiming that the offerings were what remained from the LaValle family's once vast art collection; though eventually they resorted to selling under alliases.



Profession: Dorian allegedly works as a senior floor supervisor at “Insane Jane’s” a consumer electronic chain that has recently rose to prominence throughout the state due to an advertising blitz featuring the titular Insane Jane (played by Delta-City Comedian Darla Fields) hocking merchandise at crazy prices from her padded cell at the funny farm. However, his position is what is known in organized crime as a “no-show job” meaning that he draws a check primarily for tax purposes and to further tie him to his criminal benefactors; he has never actually worked at the store in question and the employees are unaware of his supposed postion. His illicit trade is that of art forgery.



Bio/Personality: Dorian is a damaged person, with a chip on his shoulder. His family’s yearning for the prestige of prior generations did nothing but wear him down both mentally and emotionally; whenever the last perfect LaValle was born, the proverbial mold was broke and all those that followed that prodigal offspring had just been failing to capture something that was unobtainable. Despite his rejection of the path laid out for him, Dorian still adopted the trademark pride and pomposity that was the last refuge of his kinsfolk. He cannot help carrying himself like royalty with an air of pretentiousness or acting like he owns everything and everyone in any room he happens to walk into; humility and humbleness were virtues that were never taught to him. He feels like he has something to prove to the world, by becoming successful he innately believes he can undue whatever wrongs were supposedly leveled against his family. He envisions himself as an insular being constantly at odds with his surroundings and this drives him to push those he truly cares about away. It is easy to justify working with criminal elements when since childhood, it was drilled into his head that others are tools to use to advance one’s own interests above all else. This also explains his inability to trust in others. Over the years he has become subservient to these vices and comforts that his illicit gains have allowed him to pursue thus far.



Your character's favorite song: Up the Hill Backwards by David Bowie

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Recent History: Dorian migrated to Delta City in 1986 to escape mounting pressure in New York, as due to his association with Awad and allegations from duped customers he became a person of interest to the FBI field office there. Cutting ties with his former partner who fled back to his home country of Jordan in 1984, Dorian half-heartedly attempted to turn over a new leaf and live an honest life, but found he was addicted to the pampered lifestyle that his dwindling gains brought him and almost immediately returned to forging paintings to supplement his income. With Awad out of the picture, Dorian aligned himself with Delta's City's Silverback Syndicate to distribute his pieces and mask his involvement. However, continued dealings with the notorious gang has only futher entangled himself with their expanding interests.



Celebrity:

Adrien Brody (Circa 2007)

Tell us about yourself:

*Your age: 28

*What part of the world are you from? Central Florida

*How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: 10+ Years

*How often do you have time to post?: 1-2 times a week; I find myself most free on weekends.

"These are the things that make a good story great and good writers even greater."

CS section 2 - Player Interaction Scale

Very Simple: Are you, as a PLAYER, more a solo/small group poster, or would you consider yourself a social butterfly open for anything?

Choose a number from 1-5 telling us where you would rate yourself in the above criteria. ONE being the least interactive and FIVE being the most.

There is no wrong answer, so please be honest. It helps us as GM Staff work out the best way to support our players and plan events that will appeal to everyone.

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@aladdin_sane

An eye... Aye... From me.
Good to go. Welcome back!

RETRO Slice of Life - 1988

Jackson "Jack" Maxwell Rodriquez

Name: Jackson "Jack" Maxwell Rodriquez
Age: 29
Appearance: (anime-style picture please, you can also include a description if you like



Tall, muscular, the half Spanish American and oldest son of Juan Rodriquez, short dark haired, bright blue eyes and an avid gym member and sportsman.

The odd tattoo includes a cross, an unit badge and others representing his almost rebirth.

Often wears a silver cross, or other chains.

Bi lingual in Spanish with basic functional spoken Japanese and Italian picked up in the Airforce.

Height: 6'2
Weight: 210 pounds
Likes: Sun, Spicy food, hitting gym, sea or other physical activity. Sunset ans sunrise. Straight Whiskey and the outdoors with sun on your skin.
Dislikes: Warm beer, bratty kids, being stuck in endless meetings and fake politics of business and pleasure.
Zodiac Sign: Taurus
Special Talent: In exceptional physical condition, rarely tires and physically tough. Though an long business meeting will send him to sleep faater than filing taxes.
Profession: Former Military service and recently inherited the Tropico Beach Hotel upon the death of his father while out of the County.

Tropico Beach Hotel

Tropico Resort

A medium to large beachfront resort hotel set on the gleaming sands and crystal clear waters. Boasting a range of rooms from standard to large suites with expansive views of the sea.

With a modern beach bar, multiple restaurants and a newly established spa, arcade and other amenities. The old hotel is new once more.

Recently modernised the hotel has retained its grandeur and large ball room that to its rather confused owner remains popular among guests as has the popular house Mariachi group who peform both informally and small intimate concerts and other events such as weddings and parties.

The regular candle lit musical evenings on the beach have remained popular since the 50's and many couples have met under the candle light.

Founded by Juan Rodriquez in 1948, small starts have grown large, now owned and run by second generation, his son Jackson "Jack" Rodriquez.

Bio/Personality:

Much calmer on his return to Delta city, deliberate, honest and fairly relaxed about life except things with a serious edge when required such as business and his responsibilities.

Born into a comfortably off family of hotel owners Jack as he prefered to be named was a brat, an ass and walking disaster waiting to happen. By the time he was 17 he had wrecked a car, sunk a boat and was on his last chance. Probably not the only son or daughter, his father was locally well known as a womaniser and most guessed he must have multiple bastad children.

His father laid down the law hard shipping his son off to the US Airforce as first recruiter seen driving to find one where after bailing out from "The Deep". The Drill SGTs knocked him back once to repeat basic training and eventually hammered his ass straight by a combination of sheer will and a older tough Vietnam veteran Chaplain who finally managed to motivate, crack the problems and shaped the man to become more than a police statistic.

Channeling his misspent energy into the gym a fit but slim teanager soon piled on the muscle, good eating and intensive physical punishment built Jack into a 6'2 solidly built man surprising his father greatly as he excelled in the Airforce Security Police unit earning the Blue Beret with multiple postings in Italy, Europe, Asia and Japan especially later on going where the orders said. 8 years later, a 26 year old man completed his time as an MP and E5 Staff sergeant on Gaum arresting drunks mostly. Rather a 180 degree turn about being one applying the hand cuffs under the 36th security group officially at Anderson AFB.

His father was still somewhat distant even as his son turned his life around, moving about the globe, eventually earning his respect when a surprise arrived having said in a letter he carried a somewhat battered wheelgun feeling like slightly broke Wyatt Earp, sent his M1911A1 From service oiled and wrapped like a newborn in Grease paper and ticking like an swiss watch to carry still with its faded pin up sweetheart grips.

It was in Italy when he was visiting a rather attractive lady friend for a few weeks he met in Naples exploring Europe on money he saved up that his life got its next large change. The sudden death of his father and being given the Hotel, his suite, and made his main heir, something he once swore if he did not sort his life out he'd make the first hobo he met getting food leftovers from the kitchen the future owner. Having hidden his illness from his son, the first he found out any real detail was in the doctors letters found scattered about his father's office.

Thrust into a position of responsibility he never expected for some years and not after spending time under his father, the Hotel was neglected having hid his illness and reduced capacity, the fiancé's were not bad but hardly great, buildings missed repairs and much was growing badly dated. It took long hours and blood, sweat and much effort to make right the rot that had set in. Curing the rot was a lot harder than what caused it, over a years hard work to learn the business, restore and modernize everything from menu's and booking systems to more modern decor and restoring the exterior battered by the salty air and regular tropical storm seasons.

Refitted, gleaming and modernised the old hotel and its prime beachfront location was reborn, the Tropico Beach Hotel was restored as a grand and classic place to be seen sun tan and Soiree on the Florida coast.

A great mystery his father never told him who his mother was, an American woman but never a name, a photo… a complete mystery having spent his entire life he remembered with his father.

Even in everything he found, every old document, photo laying on the side, absolutely nothing.

Car 1967 7.0 Chevy Impala in black

21 feet and 3'500 pounds of solid American steel powered by a 7 litre rumbling V8 throwing out 425 horsepower. Painted in deep black and gleaming chrome, the 1967 Impala is his pride and joy.

Practical no. Thirsty yes. All american yes. Also probbly womw Motrin in the Glove box...
(Full 4 door model)

Lying under dust covers on rests and rarely driven but mechanically excellent and deep red and chrome 1946 Pontiac Streamliner, his fathers favourite having sold most of the collection to a collector who would treasure them and reduce the rather expensive costs keeping them in good shape.

Your character's favorite song:

Recent History: Intense past year having spent time trying to reestablish the Tropico, now things are starting to tick more smoothly without a constant hand on the wheel. Jackson can live life again.

Actor or Actress/Public Figure who would play your Character in a movie pending.

The Extras

(Reference images to plot elements, or for helping to describe a character are allowed. Please make these in hiders, real life, anime or drawn etc are allowed in this case.)

The following personal bio is not required (though CS Section 2 IS required), but we strongly encourage you to at least put a little something. In the past we have found that when players get to know each other as real people, not just as names on a screen, it helps the longevity of the game. Seriously, please get to know your fellow players.

Tell us about yourself:

*Your age: 29
*What part of the world are you from? United Kingdom GMT 0, team Tea.
*How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: umm… several. Depends on definitions.
*How often do you have time to post? Once or twice a week I guess. Not role played much since working full time so no idea. Learn as i go.
*Anything else you want to mention? ¦Your friendly local government admin worker who enjoys some down time. Model painter, Sims player, part time zombie hunter and tea lover.

"These are the things that make a good story great and good writers even greater."

CS section 2 - Player Interaction Scale

Very Simple: Are you, as a PLAYER more a solo/small group poster or would you consider yourself a social butterfly open for anything?

Choose a number from 1-5 telling us where you would rate yourself in the above criteria. ONE being the least interactive and FIVE being the most.

3.5

There is no wrong answer so please be honest. It helps us as GM Staff work out the best way to support our players and plan events that will appeal to everyone.

RETRO Slice of Life - 1988

@webboysurf@Shu@Theyra

Go from me.
Welcome to the 80's.

RETRO Slice of Life - 1988

Il take a look at them later. Im currently working, i might be able to sooner than later if things go quiet as schools have yet to fully restart here so work flow is calm.

RETRO Slice of Life - 1988

@Landain@LetMeDoStuff

Thats a go from me.

Land em on the CS Tab.

80's Retro-Style - Slice of Life

Also requesting an invite.

@Shu

Invite sent :)

80's Retro-Style - Slice of Life

Maybe instead of a snitch, I'll play a rising druglord.

@HEAVY METAL

It is the 80's.
White ferrari and the 40 foot scarab speed boat.

80's Retro-Style - Slice of Life

Hook me up to this machine, I want in.

Still thinking what I want to play as though, I shall await thine discord invite

@LetMeDoStuff

Link sent.
Welcome to the 80's.