We're a crime/mafia roleplay set in the present-day Chicago.

After bombing the harbour, the new gang in town, Enigma, all but declared war on the most powerful family in the city, the Bianchi Family. Police struggled to capture the culprits and were well on their way to build a solid case against the Bianchi, but their hard work was set back once the police department was bombed. Now, the war between the two sides is more heated than ever, and the casualties only tend to grow.

UPDATE 10 - 05/2017 There's...something rumbling, or perhaps brewing, among the people of Chicago.

UPDATE 09 - 04/2017 May is almost here, and we've decided to say goodbye to April with a shiny mini event! Thank you Bishop for the amazing idea, and for everyone who's getting involved!

UPDATE 08 - 03/2017 March is here! A few layout modifications jumped out of nowhere, nobody panic! Spring cleaning is also over and as such, claims and canon roles have been opened as we cleared out the inactive. Stay tuned for IC and OOC news & announcements!

UPDATE 07 - 02/2017 February is the real MVP as we're welcoming so many new members and characters to Bloody Dice this month!! We love you all, already established members, new and returning! ♥

UPDATE 06 - 01/2017 January, you ugly thing. Regardless if you're buried in snow or melting under the sun, we wish you a great year ahead and may all your dreams come true! Good luck to everyone going back to school, work or hanging on trying to survive.

UPDATE 05 - 12/2016 It's almost 2017! We hope everyone had a great time these holidays! Security, please escort 2016 through the backdoor thank you.

UPDATE 04 - 11/2016 This month we welcome back everyone who returned from their busy period...while the site is getting ready for a holiday update! Stay tuned for an official announcement and get your holiday spirit out of the box ;D

UPDATE 03 - 10/2016 Halloween is here early! As many of you were craving a special something, we delivered! Put your mask on and sink your teeth in this new event and get wild! Have fun everyone <3

UPDATE 02 - 09/2016 Two months on Jcink and the board became home to 25+ members, 90+ characters and a ton of fun plots! Can't stop, won't stop. Looking forward to creating more fun memories and always meeting new people!

UPDATE 01 - 07/2016 After six months on ProBoards, we have moved to Jcink!

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VINCENZO LEONE

BIANCHI FAMILY

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The bubbling pressure was always just under his skin, boiling in his veins. Most of the time, he kept it down. He liked to think he controlled it. He has his little outlets: alcohol, whoring himself out, bossing around other people, pretending to be superior and throwing his wealth and luck in other people's faces. He never minded much what other people thought of him, his own opinion was the most important, and he already thought he was the best. Still, he liked to win and be praised and looked at in awe. And in his line of business, all of them, it was important to be well liked.
<p>So then he turned to playing games and doing whatever he could to win. Since he knew himself, there couldn't have been a challenge he didn't accept. From who could jump the farthest to who would be the first to kiss some girl. As he grew, the games turned to hobbies: gambling and races. These things had been in his family forever, it was only normal to grow passionate about them. Using these as medicine when something went bad, though, developed an addiction. As much as he posed into the angel by day (still a very punchable one), as reckless he was by night.
<p>By night, there were no rules. Did father deny him to sign the company to him yet? No problem, they just imported some new fancy brandy and caviar from France he could gorge on. Did Bianca call him a pig again? No worries, there were enough ladies and gentlemen who liked it when he was one. Did he lose a lot of voters for the next campaign? Well, he won just as many poker chips back at tonight's game.
<p>Inevitably, almost everytime he ended up on a course track. How could he not, a car mogul? His cars were the best and it would have been a shame not to show them off. These things weren't scheduled with too much time in advance, you got to go out on the street to find where they took place. And you had to be on the inside to even be trusted. He had been in this kind of scene since he was a teenager. If his whoring and partying was not much of a secret, this one was a fragile one though. It was illegal after all, a politician really couldn't be involved in it. So he either made sure the glass was tinted or that he wore some kind of disguise. It just happened one time when he arrived straight from a masked ballroom and figured it came in handy. That, or he had someone to do the talking and betting for him, someone who wasn't around to keep him in check right then.
<p>Tonight, he found himself stumbling more, drunker than usual. But the engine purring under his hands was comforting - more than the girl on the right seat, who was yelling and calling him names. <b>"Why don't you give me a kiss for good luck?"</b> he slurred, but she just bolted the second the car stopped at the start line. <b>"Your loss"</b> he sighed and passed his fingers through his hair in a tragic romantic figure kind of way. Nobody believed in him. So what he ran a few red lights on the way there?
<p>The start line was in the slums, and this time, the route would take them straight through the city. A daring race, rare and precious. These kinds were too risky and they didn't want to attract police attention too often. They usually kept to the outskirts, the unfiinshed roads and the poorer neighbourhoods that nobody minded. Tonight though, were present only the biggest, baddest racers. He licked his lips in anticipation.
<p>Sluggishly, he introduced the coordinates in the gps while someone was talking and announcing the start of the race in front of them all. Some random monument was the end line, that was if you didn't get caught, then back to base to get your reward. He didn't care about the money, only about fame. Oh, wait, the race already began? Why was he moving slower than the rest? No matter, he was quick to return to the lead soon. After all, he had been born for speed.
<p>Somewhere in the middle of it though, his mind started to spin out of control. When his vigilance and competence started to fail, other cars passing him by, he doubled on aggression and carelesness. His own car was screeching at every sharp corner of the city. Lucky there weren't that many pedestrians. If he would've been the least bit rational, he would've wondered how come there weren't police sirens after them already. He hadn't taken his foot off the acceleration pedal for a while now.
<p>Until he was forced to - without knowing what was happening, suddenly, he started to spin quite literally. All he knew was that there was this guy he had met at other races that was tailing him. They had a sort of grudge going on, the guy was just a pain, always challeging him, sometimes winning, sometimes not. All he knew was that he couldn't let him pass him, as he looked at his ugly face in the rearview mirror, his mouth moving, probably cursing him.
<p>Vincenzo should've probably looked better in front of him instead of in the back. Suddenly there was a lot of crap on his front window, as if he crashed in some market stalls or who knew what, vegetables, clothes, god knew what. He lost control of everything. It seemed to happen so quickly, he didn't know exactly how it ended and what intervened on the way. All he knew now was that the car had stopped. Was he still in it? He remembered the airbag hitting him in the face and then he blacked out. Now? Was he suddenly somewhere... inside? He blinked, dazed and wondered if he died.

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<p>psssttt</p>
<p>psssssssssttttttttt</p>
<p>do you know when's Bianca's b-day?</p>
<p>what flowers does she like?</p>
<p>what's her favorite color?</p>
<p>animal print is not a color</p>



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<p>ciao, bella. forgive my intrusion into your busy schedule of cutting fingers and toes but</p>
<p>I find myself in the need of a manicurist too ;) ;)</p>
<p>yes, again, there's no rest for the wicked, and the wicked are trying to get me fired again. and I can't have that</p>




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<p>fratello!!! dude! brother! my sun and stars</p>
<p>clear your schedule for this weekend RIGHT NOW</p>
<p>I just scored the numbers of a whole circus squad</p>
<p>WE HAVE TO TAKE THEM OUT AND SHOW THEM A GOOD TIME</p>
<p>do you think Tiger's is too 'on your nose'?</p>
<p>what other nice clubs do you know?</p>



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<p>buongiorno, ex sister-in-law</p>
<p>I've just caught word from my bankers that you are still using my family's last name</p>
<p>which surprised me since you are not a Leone anymore</p>
<p>care to enlighten me why?</p>



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