Pinstripe Bloodstains

[Mephistophelily]

The Berarducci family and the Randazzo family have been at war with each other through the generations. New York City has been the last residence for many members of both sides, and the fights seem to be getting worse as time goes on.

Isabela Beraducci is 19 years old, and has always tried her best to stay uninvolved with her father's "business", though that can be hard to do with the constant guarding her father has placed around her. New York City is dangerous enough for a girl her age... and her family ties make it even more so for her.
She now sat in the back of one of her father's many black limousines, being escorted to his mansion from her college. She gave a hard sigh, laying her head against the window as she tried to avoid eye contact with the men in the car with her. When she was a child, she bought father's story on her being his little princess and him doting on her. Now she realized the truth- he just didn't want to be blackmailed if something were to happen to her.



(Bio not needed as long as you give the background info and details in your first post.)

 

[Mephistophelily]

(Questions, feel free to PM me.)

 

[Mephistophelily]

(...bump? Anybody?)

 

[Fizzter43]

<<I guess i'm game, any specific character you want?>>

 

[chronicle_tenko]

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Christopher Sat behind the whel of his cruiser. Franchi Shotgun at the ready. Big Chris they called him at the station. The Saint they called him on the street. He shifted in his uniform. Tailor-made but it still felt a little small for his bulk. He was following his bosses daughter in the limo. Mr Beraducci paid very well to make sure his little girl stayed safe. So she stayed safe especailly on his watch.

"Damn processions. I know it's da fashion but you'd tink that a Limo would do more than a fuckin' snails crawl all the way up 5th avenue. I hates dis place, So busy. So many witnesses, So many people could be hitters, for de udder families."

Chris Spit out the side window and rolled it back up. Soon she'd be home And he'd be able to go home too. He had a meeting with some underbosses and drinks tonight, But not before a big steak and spaghetti dinner.


Christopher "The Saint" Bidinosti.
6'6
300lbs Little fat, Mostly muscle.
25 years old.
Blue Eyes
Closely Cropped Brown hair.
One of the faster guys on the police force, and a natural sprinter despite his massive size. Christopher has won golden gloves on the force once or twice and has lost due to thrown fights, and not wanting to be a prizefighter for the mob, preferring instead to serve the family better in a Hitter aspect.

Christopher Grew up in Dutch pennsylvania and is a mixed heritage Dutch and Italian. His family moved to new york when he was 10 and he lost that terrible PA Dutch Accent. It was't long before his larger size and Calm attitude caught attention from many of the wiseguys. he kept his mouth shut didn't want too much money asked no questions and alwauys got his job done. Very soon with the death of his Dutch Father His Italian mother saw les and less of christopher as he hung out at the cabstand becomning mnore and more immeresed in protection racketeering and hits. It was a normal upbringing to him this life of crime and the deep catholic beliefs only made it easier to see the don and the father as one.

Christopher entered the police force due to a want to serve the community and keep tabs on the Police involvement and knowledge of both the families. His Police status affords him some protection from Randazzo wrath.

Christopher Earned the name the saint due to catholic upbringing and a Saint Christopher's medallion he always weras. He's very kind to little children and always has pocket change to buy them something. Most of the time he's quite polite and very calm. Doesn't actually break any laws. Helps old ladies rescues kittens, Doesn't sleep around. Goes to church on sundays.

He just happens to kill certain people for money.

 

[wrytersyren]

Name: Gianna Marcella Randazzo
Age: 19
History: Gianna or Gia as most call her, is youngest of Don Raphael Randazzo's six children, she is also the only girl. Growing up surrounded by five older brothers and an overprotective father, Gia's life wasnt easy. At a young age she learned the perfect balance between being one of the boys and Daddy's little angel. Many have been fooled one or twice by her delicate and gentle appearance, but just a warning , dont be. Well aware of her family's shady dealings, she takes full advantage of the priviledges her name affords her. She knows exactly what she wants and stops at nothing until she gets it. She has a zest for life and all its trappings. Everyone who knows her, knows she's just out to have a good time, a wildcat never one to turn down a party or a little bit of trouble. Grateful to be going off to college, hopefully she'll be able to get out from beneath her fathers ever watchful eye.

 

[Mephistophelily]

Isabela sighed, pressing the intercom button on the side of her seat. "Johnny. Stop."

"Can't do that, Miss. Your father's expectin' ya. He'll be pissed if I don't show up in the hour."

"Oh stop with that shit, Johnny. We both know dad's not there, and I am not going to sit in that mansion with no company, so stop the fuckin' car!" Her father's temper ran in her blood as well, and it was making another appearance.

"Uhm- Ok, miss. Just... just don't tell your father I did this, alright?" The car came to an abrupt stop, Isabela fumbling with the doorlatch.
"Goddamit, unlock the doors too, you asshole." As soon as he did so, she got out of the car, much to the protest of the two men inside the back with her. "Tell dad if he wants to talk to me, he can come to me."
She shifted her purse over her shoulder, then started down the streets of New York City.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Chris

OOC:Also Bunnying Johnny for now if anyone wanted to pick him up as a char.

"Crazy Broad. What she doin' gettin' outta da car? Where the fuck is she goin'?"

Chris was still in uniform in his cruiser but he had a squawk to Jpohnny the driver. Normally a reliable guy but this was something Mr. Beraducci would break your fingers for.

"Johnny you idjit. Where the fuck is she goin'? Why did she get out of the car on 5th? Dudn't she know dat could be dangerous?" Johnny spluttered something about her orders or her saying so. "Johnny you're a fucking moron, and you can tell that to Bobby and Jimmy in the back to. We work for Mr. Beraducci not his little girl."

Chris Pulled the Cab into a handicapped stall and parkerd. He took the keys and locked it stowing the Franchi under the seat keeping only the Police issue sidearm with him. He muttered Crazy broads under his breath and began walking out to find her in the sea of people. It was slow goiong at first But people tended to move once they noticed how big he was. People tended to move faster when they saw who he was. When he could see that gorgeous mane of short hair in it's odd shade he called out closing the distance faster.

"Miz Beraducci. Miz Beraducci Please. IZZY. It's Chris C'mon now where you goin'? You know you daddy be angry wid evrybody what don't get you home on time. and if something happen. What's so important you gotta run out yousef' in fif' avenue"

Chris was trying to talk. Hoping the childhood name would bring her attention over to him.

 

[Mephistophelily]

Isabela stormed down the street, an angry look on her face as she shoved her way through the crowds-
Until she heard someone yelling for Izzy.
She turned around, seeing Chris coming towards her. She sighed, folding her arms. The guy was a gentle giant- at least, to her- but she knew exactly why he was following her.
"So dad's sending you to watch me too? God, I didn't have this many damn babysitters when I was 7..."
She turned back around. "If you're gonna follow me, you can do it next to me. C'mon, I'll buy you a coffee- but I ain't goin' to dad's."

 

[chronicle_tenko]

"So dad's sending you to watch me too? God, I didn't have this many damn babysitters when I was 7..." "If you're gonna follow me, you can do it next to me. C'mon, I'll buy you a coffee- but I ain't goin' to dad's."

"You had more at 7. I was just getting into the bizness' then. You know your Daddy used to sen' me to your school to beat up kis' who looked at you crosseyed."

Chris fell in a sort of step beside her. Angry and with her legs pumping he still waited and took one step to her three. She was grown up now, But still she needed care. " Coffee sounds really good Miz Beraducci. Listen how about we go to Carmine's then. You ain't never been there, We can get dinner. And they do alright coffee. Then they boys in the limo got an excuse..." Chris waved his hands in the air thinking about an excuse. "They bought you dinner or something. And Carmine's is a safe place. Nobody been whacked there ever." Chris thought about that statement. "Well nobody from our family ever been whacked there. Whatta ya' say?"

 

[Mephistophelily]

"So that's why Adam stopped makin' faces at me."
Isabela gave him a smirk, then nodded. "Alright, fine. Dinner... but you tell Johnny to keep going. I told you already, I'm not goin'. If anything, they take me back to college, and just let me be. I come to dad's every weekend, and I end up either sittin' there by myself as he deals with 'business', or he does show up and feels I have to know everythng he's been up to. I don't want to know that...."

 

[chronicle_tenko]

"We'll call from the restauraunt. Tell your dad I took you to dinner. Safety reasons. Mr. Beraducci strusts me, I'm sure he'll understand if I take you out for one night. But you gotta go home sometime. Johnny, and Bobby and Jimmy, Pretty everyone in that Limo and the cars in front and behind. Myself included are looking at at a pair of concrete shoes and an exploration of the bottom of the hudson something should happen to you. And I'm a big guy I don't swim too well."

Chris let his hand touch Isablea's back and began to guide her towards Carmine's he hoped they'd let him in and her. They weren't exactly dressed. And Carmine's was one of the classiest places in the city.

 

[molly_hunter28]

Nicolette Berarducci, older sister
25 years old
Black shoulder length hair, straight
Green eyes
5ft 7
115 lbs


Having started working in the families business, much to her fathers suprise, Nikki had very little patience when things didn't go her way. Things with the Randazzo family were starting heat up again. Everyone needed to watch there backs. Speaking watching out, she wondered where her little sister was.

She thought to suprise her, since she knew the old man wouldn't be around tonight. Looking for her cell to call Isabela, she'd find out soon enough.

 

[Mephistophelily]

"Aww, don't worry, Chris, I'm sure daddy would give you a-"
Isabela paused, groaning as her cell startd to go off and opened her bag, looking ot the ID. "Hey Nicki," She said with a sigh as she answered it. "I know I'm supposed to be comin' home. I got a little... sidetracked. But hey, I got Chris with me. See?" She held out the phone to him. "Say hi, Chris. Make sis feel better."

 

[molly_hunter28]

"Hey Chris, hope your taking care of my lil sis," I said in a tone so far from threatening. "I was hoping to take her out tonight but I guess you too are hanging out hu?"

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Chris

"I know I'm supposed to be comin' home. I got a little... sidetracked. But hey, I got Chris with me. See?" She held out the phone to him. "Say hi, Chris. Make sis feel better."

Chris took the tiny phone in his hand. It was one of those new RAZR things felt like a toothpick.

"There are no worries Miss Beraducci. Me and some of the boys are just taking the younger Miss Beraducci out to Carmines in honor of her good grades. She can have a night out And I'll keep watch on her. Do whatever she wants for a bit. IS that ok Miss Beraducci?" Chris thought about it, and realised that surprisingly he'd be far safer from wrath if both sisters were with him.

"You more than welcome to come if you like and meet us at Carmine's."

Chris looked over at Isablea hoping it really was ok.

 

[molly_hunter28]

"Thats fine Chris, just keep your eye on her. I don't trust those Randazzo's these days. Call me if there are any problems, okay Chris?"

 

[chronicle_tenko]

"Thats fine Chris, just keep your eye on her. I don't trust those Randazzo's these days. Call me if there are any problems, okay Chris?"

"I make sure she's safe. And it's Carmine's no one gets whacked at Carmine's. She'll have a good time and I'll be there. Anyone asks why I'm in uniform it's a date ok. She'll be fine. I'll Call."

Chris gave the tiny phone back to Isabela And smiled.

"We'll be at Carmine's soon. We can eat then. I'm starving."

 

[molly_hunter28]

Hanging up the phone Nicki knew her sister was in good hands. Chris was one of the best, he wouldn't let anything or anyone hurt Isabela.

Left all along in the huge house, she settle in at her desk to go over some of the companies books. She had a feeling there would be trouble brewing, she just didn't know when it would happen.

 

[Mephistophelily]

"Great. I can only handle campus food for so long. After awhile, everything starts tastin' the same... Aluminum." Isabela made a face, then smiled as they came to the restaurant.
She looked up to Chris, shaking her head at how much he'd changed since she was a kid. He'd always been like a big brother to her... A strange thing, really... Mobster's daughters, being watched by a cop.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

"Y'know we could have some real food shipped up to you. Get you some real meat, Put some pounds on you up at campus."

Chris stopped and Looked at the Maitr'd At Carmine's. The guy hated him. Yeah We need a table for two. And good one. Away from the windows.

He was underdressed. And looking At isabela She was too. It wasn't going to matter. The guy's eyes went wide at Chris and wider at Isabela.

They were seated in a back corner. Very private and Chris took his hat off. He pulled the chair for isabela and Lifted it to bring her into the table. He blushed as he sat. "Sorry I Uh Lifted you."

 

[poohlive]

Paul Malone was tall and lean, with a big nose and large brown eyes. When his hair was slicked back, he looked like a coke dealer. When it draped over his eyes, he looked like a serial killer. When it was back in a pony tail, he looked like a hitman.

But, straight down like it was now, hell, he looked almost human.

He stepped out of Randazzo's office. They went over plans, final plans. Preparations, was the most appropriate word. He liked that word, preparations. It reminded him of cooking something, in order to cook one must first prepare the ingrediants.

And of course, after the long arduous process of cooking, then came the final product.

For him, that final product would be Gianna. She was always a good girl, wonderful, beautiful. Most of Randazzo's guys thought so, but none dare speak to her father about dating her.

The last one who did, had both of his thumbs removed with pliers, and shoved up his ass. Poor guy.

It wasn't going to be Paul's fate though. Not him. He had a fool proof plan, one that, if done well, would get him money, fame, and prestige in the family. The Don would consider him a son...

And let him date his daughter.

Wouldn't that be perfect? A dream come true.

All he had to do, was make sure this little plan of his came true.

He walked down the stairs, pulling out his phone, calling his croonies. Two guys up town answered, and said they were ready.

People were pulling out.

Paul licked his lips.

 

[Mephistophelily]

"A care package? From Chris?" Isabela laughed, leaning against his arm. "Hey, that'd be great. Better than the health food pile Nicki keeps sendin' me." She scowled at the maitre'd as he looked her over, then returned to her pleasant smile as he gave them a table.
"College isn't that bad, really. I mean-" She paused as Chris pulled a chair fir her, settling into it and smiling at him. "Thanks. I just... don't want people avoiding me as badly as they do because of who my dad i- yeek!" She clutched to the chair's sides as he lifted it up and plunked her behind the table. She gave him a wide-eyed stare as he sat down across from her, mumbling an apology.
"Uhm- no problem, Chris. Just kinda... scared me with that one," she laughed slightly.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Chris

"Yeah I'm sorry. You want wine or something to eat with your meal. I always like to have coffee, Keeps me alert. Not much of a Booze Guy."

Chris smiled goofily at Izabela. She was a real good kid. And in a way too good a person for her daddy's business. Chris wasn't sure how she was privately, but he always thought she smelled like flowers. He gave a very small blush and looked Calling for a waiter, who came with great annoyance.

"Yes sir. What will you be having? Our specials today are a fresh trout..."

Chris cut him off. He didn't eat fish. Not enough oomph in fish. Or at least it certainly wasn't beef.

"Yeah I'll have a few orders of the Steak and Spaghetti Baloney's. Lots of it Like three helpings. And uh, You wanna use the big porterhouse. The 20 oz ones for the steak. Medium rare. With coffee."

Chris looked over sweetly at Isabela. "And what do you wanna eat tonight. C'mon on the house here."

He gave a quick mean glare at the Waiter. It would be on the house now.

 

[wrytersyren]

Gianna sat in one of the back rooms of Carmine's restaurant, surround by the laughter of her friends and family. Her brothers had decided to treat her to a special dinner in celebration of her successful completion of her first semester at college. Those were her brothers for you, almost any and everything was an excuse for a meal or a party. It was funny, they had reputations for being as hard as nails, but when it came to their baby sister they were the sweetest men in the world. Her father often said she was the only woman that truly mattered in their litlle corner of the universe.

Although she said she didnt want any fuss made over her, Gia was grateful for the dinner party. She had hit the ground running after high school, diving head first into college life. Gianna had always been intelligent so when it came to choosing a college she had her pick of the litter. Of course having money and all the right contacts didnt hurt either. Tonight was her chance to relax, tomorrow she'd be moving into a new dorm. Despite his reluctance to having her live on campus, she had managed to convince her father it was for the best. He had agreed under certain conditions, one of those being that she'd change dorms every semester, he didnt think it safe for her to stay in one place for too long. Having to deal with a new roomate every three or four months didnt sit well with her at first but she figured it was a small price to pay for a little time away from the family. But she'd deal with all that tomorrow, tonight she was gonna let loose and party, which really didnt distinguish it from any other night.

"Hey Dominic" She shouted across the table to her older brother " I thought you said we were going to a club. So far all we've done is eat. Can we get outta here already?"