ANTI-MAFIA (Game over! Infiltrators win!)

[Sparkle]

...and the mafia is good right?

[Dogonabun]

>_< Yes, sorry. This confuses me too xD. I'll use infiltrator and defender more often.

[Dogonabun]

Deep within the SUPER-SECRET DASTARDLY EVIL PLACE OF DOOM, located in a very remote and vague place (Mars? New york? The amazon? The goons don't know- they're never let out anyway.), the godfather makes an announcement.
"So, UMOOP members" the godfather grumbles from his armchair into the intercom, "We have a problem. Despite our recent success in Hollywood, those good bastards are still biting at our heels. I have to deal with buisness elsewhere- I'll have to assume you're all smart enough to handle these guys." He stands up with a groan, rubbing his back. "I'm too old for this crap", he mutters, forgetting to turn his mic off. He leaves through a backdoor, forgetting to bring his shades. The bright light of the sun blinds him, so he falls onto the ground. A noose is quickly tied around his neck, and his body is lynched, paraded to the mafia. Well, at least he won't be hogging the cigars- they're hard to get out this remote, and he smoked more than half of the entire stores of them each day. So now you, the mafia, may smoke to your heart's galore. Good luck- you'll need it.

NIGHT 1 HAS BEGUN

[trexdino]

So, we are under attack here, in our own super-secret base? Lets find those infiltrators, we can't be pushed around here.

[Tangential]

*a man dressed in a sharp, dark Armani suit and dark silver aviator sunglasses walks into the room. He takes his sunglasses off, scanning the lounging people inside and walks back out*

*a few moments later he comes back inside with a confused look on his face* What are you all doing in my office? Are you all here early for the escort service? It's not first come, first serve, you know? *he rolls his sleeve up and checks his silver Rolex watch*

[trexdino]

*he pushes up the sleeves on his cheep dress suit* The Godfather's been lynched. The towns taking itself to us, in our own Super-Secret Base. We must stop them.

[Zanthos]

*Walks out of his room after the abrupt silencing of the message, as the godfather had left the mic on and heads for the godfather's room*

What the FUC- is going on here! *looks around at everyone who is standing around* Who is responsible here? Anyone know?

*Sighs and pulls out a fine cuban cigar, bites the end and sticks it in the corner of his mouth, strikes his lighter and lights the cigar*

~whispers~ Somethin tells me this is gona be a long few days...

[Bowser]

This just aint right. *a tall, stocky man enters the room in a nike track suit and looks at the the body of the dead boss*

This calls for retaliation. We can't let those punks push us around.

*he flops down in the mafia boss chair and puts his feet up* Whose got a plan?

[toon]

*walks into the rooom* Ok, Please don't tell me this is who I think it is.

[Tangential]

*the smoke alarm goes off* FIRE!! *he runs to the kitchen adjacent to the room and grabs the nearest liquid possible - Jack Daniels. He douses Zanthos with the liquor and watches the cigar burst into flames. He grins* Now there's a fire.

*he reaches up to turn off the alarm and then slumps down on the sofa, comfortably laying down. He takes out a folder from the inside pocket of his suit and starts looking through it* I'm thinking of making this escorting business a competitive sport. I think the ladies will put on a great show if there's competition.

[Bowser]

Bowzer "Bananas" Graziano is the name, now tell me which one of you mooks was supposed to be keeping watch over the door last night?

I wanna know who everone is, what they was doing, and where my cannoli is?

http://www.gangstername.net/

[Sparkle]

*she rolls her eyes at them* So violent....so juvenile....

There only seems to be a few of you with heads on your shoulders....you boys let me know when you need a woman's touch...

[Tangential]

*he looks at Bowser guiltily and stuffs his mouth with something* What cannoli? No cannoli here. *he gulps down the sweet cuisine and then leaps off the sofa and walks up to Sparkle with his folder. He takes a picture out of the folder and holds it up next to Sparkle's face. He nods* Right on time, Ms.. *he looks down at his notes* Ms. Spicy Hot Buffalo Wing.

*he frowns, pausing after he says her name* Now what kind of alias name is that? * he waves his head in the air dismissively and then looks her over, up and down* Uhm.. Where's your whip?

[Sparkle]

*she giggles* You may have me mistaken although I have been known to spank naughty boys like yourself. *she walks him over touching his shoulders as she passes* Need a spanking? *she smacks his ass with her hand before sitting purposely folding her legs exposing most of her thigh threw the high split in her long red dress*

[Zanthos]

*glares at tangential*
You do know who your messin with, right? I'm Zanthos "The Executioner" DeFede. Your lack of respect makes me suspicious, the mafia is a family, and as a family we need to work togeather. Black sheep like you only make us weaker.

ooc: i really like that name generator... it gave me that last name and nickname when i used my real name. i'd be a badass mafia man.