User blog:Qapta1n/The Ghost Walkers

OOC: The return of Qap. Man, this wiki has changed! Tanks > ships for Panzer, CN and NAR are basically dead. Man. This is the start of my new navy. If you have been in chat, you'd have known that it's gonna start off as a crime syndicate. Here we go!

IC:

''A man, about 35 years of age, is struggling to get by in a ghetto of Cattiria. Knowing that he will most likely die with the Enceladus Aerospace Fleet going to bombard Cattiria, he decides to sell drugs that be stole from a foreigner. As he makes a significant profit boost, the man thinks, in his small, dirty home.''

Marcus Alessini (thinking to himself): What if......I keep doing this? It's not that hard, Cattiria is in the s*** right now. I could do some more of this. Maybe...I could move out when I'm done. Where to? God...America? No, they were bombed by those Nazis. The Imperial Islands! Yes! That place is safe, and they're a good place for profit. How much does it cost?

--He turns on his smartphone and looks up the cost for a one way boat trip to the Imperial Islands. He just barely has enough--

Marcus (now talking to his family): Alright, Cattiria is about to get eradicated, we have to move. Get your things packed, we're going to the Imperials.

''His family, consisting of himself, his wife, and his 2 daughters, complain and try to argue to stay back, but he assures them of their safety. The boat, which is a very fast ship at 194 knots, carries them to The Alliance of Imperial Islands in a few hours. His family left everything that they had in Cattiria. Marcus now thinks for some quick cash, as his family is very, very poor. While the Alessini family left off and headed to the refugee center, Marcus' attention was caught by a shifty eyes woman with a bag full of that was stuffed with things. The bag just swayed side to side as she walked, and a zipper opened up, showing illegal weapons. When his family is sleeping during the night, Marcus goes to see the woman, as he was stalking her to find out where her location was. ''

Marcus(whispering): Hey Lady, what'cha got there in the bag?

--The lady was shocked and Marcus calmed her down and had a conversation. Marcus knew everything and the lady, being more nervous every second, offered to split her profit with Marcus as long as he helped her. In the next few days, Marcus gained money from the lady, after which, he never saw again.--

Marcus (thinking to himself): I could do this and get rich. I could start up a business like this. Weapons, drugs, gambling, all quick money. Then, my family won't ever have to live in such a poor ghetto like Cattiria.

Edit: Gonna finish the story until someone joins wants to be apart of the syndicate (will reveal name later on in the story).

Until then, here are the requirements:

1. GC

2. Hax or not

3. Role play name (Something Mafia or Gangster)

4. You will obey all of this group's laws or be killed. Do mafia's ask permission to kill someone who is disloyal? No. Therefore, if you're disloyal, you will be burned alive (RP, not IRL). We need absolutely tight security to run our operations.

5. Eventually, this syndicate will die off (sorry those who like gangs too much) and evolve into another kind of faction. For this reason, you must have 2 characters (we will cross that bridge when we get there): Your Mafia character, and your new faction character. Your a Mafia character's ships and weapons will be handed to your new character. Your Mafia character will either die in battle or be held prisoner (most likely UAC)

6. All of our ships are fast, small, and stealthy, to make our deliveries easier. Same applies to Combat ships.

'''7. EVERYONE IN THE MAFIA AND THE NEW FACTION WILL BE ABLE TO USE EVERYONE'S SHIPS. For example, if Owl builds a ship for this navy, I can use his ship. He can also use my ship. This way, it's easier to mobilize. But, for this very reason, you must post very specific stats about your ship, as to make everyone aware of its capabilities.'''

8. Clean up your mess. Dude, we don't need to be caught by UAC.

9. Support your allies. This is who we are, we sacrifice strangers for ourselves.