Ok Wwyd lemme type
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-LocalBagelWhore-[OP]
24.01.2021 16:29
LinkAight so, one early morning your oc had decoded to go on a walk one morning. There had been news in the papers, about some old mafia leader from the late 19s came back from hell, but your oc didn't take much notice of it. All they had heard of the man was generally that he was some big Italian boss back in the day, and went by Leonardo Sabir or, Mr Sabir. Anyways, as they walked you're oc could hear some bickering somewhere back in an alley, both sides opened up in the alley as well. You're oc curiously glanced in, only to find two figures fighting. One, being a large muscular man. He had dusty brown hair that draped over his face into a side cut, and he wore a full black tux and black under shirt, his purple tie popped out against it. He had a pair of large, saturated purple horns on his head and bright purple eyes. On his fingerr, was a bright ruby ring. His voice was deep, and husky, but the most noticeable thing about it was his thick Italian accent. With an angry yell, he showed a woman to the
-LocalBagelWhore-[OP]
24.01.2021 16:29
LinkShoved*
Trashy and dirty ground harshly, earning A gentle cry from her. She too, wore a tux but it was much more messy than the mans. She had long, curly hair that was a gentle shade of orangish pink tied up into a messy bun, and two big bright hazel eyes, tears picking in them. The man's eyes burned with anger as he screamed down curses at her, most of them being in Italian as he often had a habit of doing so when angry. The woman scrambled to her feet and instead of fighting back this time, she cowered in fear of the large man, her arms were scratched up from the ground and seemed to have bruises, from the man tour oc guessed.
Wwyd
Also he had a beard
Use an oc
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Use a decent amount of detail or I'm not gonna rp with you ty đ
Oyko,,
His ears went flat, and he backed up, his hairs stood on end. The big man struck fear into him, and he didn't want to get into trouble with a man like that. Almost instinctively, his claws emerged from his hands, and he let out a low growling noise, unnoticeable at first.
The woman yelped when he grabbed onto her arm, but he seemed pleased when she stopped fighting back and finally took note of who owned her. He muttered gentle words in Italian as he stroked her cheek gently, though his other hand kept a firm grasp on her bruising arm, causing her to cry our gently. He continued to comfort her, completely contrary to how he had behaved previously.
Oyko hid behind the corner, he seemed to calm down for the moment, regaining his senses. He still seemed angry about what he had witnessed, but it wasn't like abusive relationships were that uncommon. He growled to himself, seeing that brought back a lot of bad memories for him.
The woman muttered a gentle plead for him to let go, only to earn a sharp salad across the face. Ahe cried out once more before the man began dragging her towards the entrance, specifically in Oyko's direction. Whenever the girl tried to pull her arm away, he dug his sharpened nails into her skin deeper, soon enough he even drew blood, it trickled down her arm.
His fingers twitched, almost an instinctive reaction, and he stepped out into the entrance, staring them down, He was a little, skinny man, but he looked pretty angry. Memories of being abused filled his head, and he growled, "There's no reason for that.. to be that rough.."
The man arched a brow and stared at the boy, rethinking his words as he tried to make them out. He rolled his eyes and huffed, holding onto her tightly. It was clear he wasn't exactly the best with English. He sneered at him as he stopped walking only a few feet away from him. "Mind yourself son-"
He let out an amused laugh as his hand reached into his suit, he grabbed onto a gun and tugged it out as he dropped the woman. He let out a low, angry chuckle. "Sbarazzati di mezzo." (Get out of my way.)
He took a step back upon spotting the gun, his eyes widening. He understood what the man said, knowing a bit of Italian, but not much. He wasn't thinking about that, though. As any sane person would, he was thinking of what would happen if he were shot. The thought terrified him, and he took another step back, unable to speak.
The man arched and couldn't held but grin. He lifted his hand for him to stop, his gestures and words made it obvious to that he had some sort of order around the area, or he was just used to bein obeyed whenever and hoaever he'd like. He let out a deep chuckle and pointed to the woman. "Pick her up. You're coming with me."
He looked down, at first, he was whimpering with fear, but it turned into a smile, "And why should I listen to you? Old geezer..." His moods changed so rapidly, and he seemed much more confident then he was a few moments ago, almost as if he were a different person. His physique and size slowly changed as well, and his voice was slightly deeper, this wasn't the body of a boy, it was one of a man, "I don't need to.. the fact you think you can abuse a woman with your dirty fingers... it pisses me off..."
His jaw dropped at the name and his eyes widened in shock. His grip tightened on the gun and he cocked it, the noise music to his ears. He stared at him, forcing A confident smile. He chuckled softly as he raised then gun, pointing it at his head. "Mio caro, stand down and learn your place."
His jaw tightened and he winced, but didn't pull away. He let our A deep, shakey breath as he shook hos head, keeping his eyes on his. "This- this is really gonna hurt-"
Hos words seemed to confuse him and he furrowed his brows with a growl. He pushed the barrel up against his head. "The hell are you talking about! Shut your trap." He silently prayed this guy wouldn't ruin hos expensive ass suit, as it was one of his best after dying a while back.
"My claws could tear right through this fabric.." He grabbed his suit with his other hand, he had a surprisingly strong grip, "Not only that, wearing such an expensive looking suit in a back alley, you're bound to get it dirty.." He smiled up at him, "So how about it, old geezer, what the hell are you waiting on?.."
He looked uncertain, though the name was missing him off quite a bit. He wasn't exactly- fond of blood so he decided to change the subject. He growled and tried to pull away while still holding it to his head. "I-its Leo."
He shook hos head and knit hos brows, unsure of what he was doing. The last time he had been on earth- he wouldn't even think twice about ridding of someone in his way but now4- he didn't understand why he couldn't.
He furrowed his brows and moved the gun down to shoot at his foot. He growled. "Wife."
He sneered angrily and gave his face a rough slap and his dumbass set the gun on a dumpster. He growled. "don't call me that-"
He furrowed his brows and growled. "You don't know who youre messing with."
He rolled his eyes and looked away. "I've met plenty of people throughout my lifetime."
Agh- gonna beat Leo up
Liza had saw the two from a far, her dark and light brown hair itching at her neck like it was telling her to protect the woman. She hesitated before inching over behind a dumpster, watching them.
:)
The woman took a few steps back, only to be tugged back to him with his large hand. He pulled her close and, completely contrary to how he had behaved before hand, he gently and carefully stroked her cheek, as if to comfort her. He muttered gentle words in Italian as the woman cried gently, partially out of fear and partially because of his rough hand squeezing Jer bruised arm.
The woman was confused by the sudden change of the situation, she pulled out a small dagger, thinking if she should do anything now or not. She approached them slowly and stabbed Leonardo in the leg and sweeper his legs, making him fall and her foot then pressed against his neck.
The man wot out a shriek and knit his brows, seeming pissed with the situation all together to make it short. He growled up at her as he began digging hos nails into her leg, his threatening eyes gleaned up at hers. The woman quickly moved away from the two in shock.
She flinched at his nails but jet her foot on his neck, the dagger she has stabbed his leg with was dripping some of his own blood, a growl coming from her throat. âLeave her alone.â
He seemed to start having trouble breathing, as it grew harder for him to move his leg as well from the blood loss. He whispered husky words up at her in Italian, as it was hard to focus on his English as his mind grew more and more hazed and cloudy. He looked over at the woman from before with pitiful tears in his eyes as he was clearly trying to gain her help.t
Wait- are these two ocâs based off the song producer man? đ
She took her foot off of him and kicked him in the stomach, growling in annoyance and she turned to the woman. âAre you alright?â She sounded more calm and a bit concerned for her.
đi mean
I somewhat based them off of it yes
Just more involved with mafia)
He sneezed and held his stomach, curling up a bit. He smell of his own blood made him sick to his stomach. He whimpered gently as he laid there.
The woman forced her eyes away from the man's and she nodded slowly, shaking. Despite all he had done to Jer, it seemed she still felt bad.
She sighed in relief and nodded. âSorry if he meant something to you-.. I just donât like how men treat woman like that.â She had noticed how he looked at her from before.
She cleared her throat gently, though still looked fragile as ever. she sighed gently and looked down at her ring, gently fiddling with it. She whimpered gently. "Its alright.."
She nodded slightly. âI think you shoddily be heading home since I wouldnât want you to get in anymore Errol let.â She started, crossing her arms.
Lmao)
With a gentle sigh she nodded. The woman took one last look at the man, who began to gently cry from the pain before she reluctantly turned away.
She sighed and then walked over to the man and she looked down at him. âI wonder. Should I leave you here or take you with meâ
His eyes widened a bit and he trembled again the ground. He stared up at her with pleasing eyes. "Take me with!" He tasted out his words, his voice began to ache after going such a long time with little speaking.
She looked down at him and chuckled slightly. âMaybe take you to my house or where I work.. and I probably just torture you at my work. Or my house.â She grinned slightly.
He knit his brows a bit before gently shaking his head. He sat up and slid off his suit coat as he gently began wrapping it around his cut. He mumbled gently. "N-no."
She raised a brow at him and sighed. âCâmon.â She let her hand out to him, a grumble sound coming from her throat.
He frowned and tied it securely. He hesitantly put his hand in hers and stood up, refusing to put any pressure on his injured leg. He muttered gently. "Grazie." (Thank you.)
She nodded and held the dagger tightly. âAlright then. Letâs go.â She held onto his ah distill so he wouldnât try to run away, starting to walk.
He huffed and limped behind her, wincing. He whimpered gently as his whole body tensed, making him flex :). His miskeles pushed against the thin fabric of his black shirt, making it evident of his stronk.
She looked back at him and sighed, stopping. âIâm help you.â She wrapped his arm around her shoulder, starting to help him walk.
He nodded and leaned against her. He sighed softly as he limped beside her. "Thank you caro."
*Iâll help*
She nodded and walked down the sidewalk. Leading him to a small gray car. Opening the passengers seat for him.
He gently slipped in, his blood was bleeding through the jacket and dripped onto the car floor
She got in the drivers seat and opened a car compartment on the right side of her, taking out some bandages form it. âHere.â
He sighed softly and tooj them with a nod. He untied the jacket and without any regard to her being beside her, he tugged Down his pants to get a better look at the wound.
She blushed slightly at what he was doing but glanced off, starting the car up as her tail wrapped around her slightly.
He grumbled as he began wrapping it back up all pissy like. He sneered. "Dammit that hurts-" he grumbled softly and stretched our his leg.
She rolled his eyes, thinking he was over exaggerating. âYep. I know what getting stabs feels like. Better yet. I knew what dying felt like.â
He rolled his eyes and growled. "Baby you don't know what it feels like to get skinned alive.'
She snickered. âI pretty sure have been skinned alive yet.â She grinned slightly as she drove.
He rolled his eyes and looked away as he started pulling his pants back on.
-corey was walking,by when she heard the commotion, her ears flattened and she sneered, she tugged around in her pocket until she found her gun, holding it in the air and firing with a sneer- break it up! Youâre too close to my damn town to be doing shit like that- both of you scram -she sneered, not wanting to deal with any trouble today, she was more disgruntled then anything-
The large man's eyes darted over to her and he sneered at the sight of the gun, his hand reached back into his suit to grab hos own. Unlike him, the woman stood up and quickly ran off, grateful for the cat lady for showing up.
-she watched the girl leave and sighed, sheâs been in similar positions and she was greatful she could help out another girl in need, she stepped forward and pointed her gun at his head, sneering again- go on and shoot, we can both die here today but at least Iâm assured a good spot for killing a no good woman beater -she grinned at him, cocking the gun, her finger resting on the trigger-
He furrowed his brows as he eyed the gun, his hand moved away from his suit and he held his empty hands up, clearly unpleased. He let out a gentle scoff and growled at the girl as he thought through the English, trying to sort out the words as he wasn't exactly the best with his English. He rolled his eyes as he had taken a rather long pause. "do it." He challenged, not believing some pastel cat could do something like that.
-her head cocked to the side, after a moment she smiled and fired, moving it from his head to his foot, once she did that she dusted the pistol off and placed it back at her side- even that was wasting a bullet- letting you live should be suffering enough, but donât test me because next time Iâll make it so you look like a dart board when Iâm done with you -she growled a bit and adjusted her suit- you make me feel ashamed to be Italians, show your face this close to my territory again Iâll turn you into a rug for my casino -with that she turned her back on him, stepping out of the alleyway and mumbling- one day- once day without some crazy shit-
He cried out and fell backwards, his eyes moved down to his foot which his blood was quickly bleeding through his flats. He furrowed his brows and sneered up at her before trying to stand once more, only to fall again with a cry. He furrowed his brows. "Wait!" He seemed to be having trouble processing what had happened, as his mind grew hazey from the smell of blood. He hadnt smelled it in quite a long time, he forgot how sick it made him feel.
-she barley glanced back, her eyes not even wanting to meet his, her tail angrily flicked and she set a hand on her hip- awwww what is it? Time to apologize? Sorrys donât work here dear, maybe next time keep those hands to yourself or I might just chop them off -she purred the last part, some part of people underestimating her made her want to beat the living hell out of him for it, but she restrained herself, not wanting to mess up her good streak too much-
He growler over at her and shook hos head. He furrowed his brows as he sat back on a dumpster and kicked off his shoe to look at the sickening wound. He grumbled gently. "No, help. You don't know who you're dealing with Mio caro-"
-her ears shot up at the last part, a sneer was quick to go to her face as she turned around- do not call me that- -she stepped closer, clearly much more angry as her one hazel eye had gone completely white like the other one, small bolts flicked at her finger tips and she walked until she was infront of him, slamming her boot into his chest- mio Caro- I donât believe YOU know what youâre dealing with-
He wheezed out and fell back, but he couldn't stop himself from grinning up at her. He let out a raspy laugh, his purple colored eyes met hers. "I hit a soft spot gatto?" He tried his best to sit back up, but his palms gently bled from the rocks digging into his skin.
-she kicked him down once again, growling, she didnât answer him, but she was full ready to bash this dudes head in with her boot, the thought almost made her grin but she fought such evil thoughts back, she had to get ahold of herself, after a few minutes she just resolved to kick him in the head, stepping away and dusting her boot off- youre not worth my time-
He let out a pained groan as he laid there, his head throbbing as a bit of blood could be seen trickling down his head. He wheezed gently as he tried to clear his find. His words were raspy and weak. "Never.. C-caught your name-"
-She debated even telling him, But after a few moments she decided why not- corey- ask around- -Her eyes rolled and she sighed angrily, rubbing her temples as she took a few steps out of the alleyway-
He grinned a bit to himself and nodded, despite his very weak physical state, he was confident that he would find her. He chuckled gently. "Oh, ci vediamo presto."
-his words seemed to shake her up a bit, how this man could be so ignorant she didnât know, she looked back and huffed- no- no you wonât- Stammi lontano- -she growled out the last part, making sure her warning could be heard- I donât associate with lowlives like you- -she stepped out of the alleyway, now debating on what to do as she forgot what she had initially headed out for-
His expression dropped a bit, who the hell was she to speak to a man like himself in such a manner. He growled and tugged out his phone from his pocket, he could be heard ordering someone to their location. Once he fonoshed he huffed and hung up, setting it down as he grumbled. "You'll regret saying that caro."
-she sighed a bit and glanced back, she didnât really feel like calling her men so she decided itâd be best if she just started off, she calmly walked down the street, but kept a paw at her gun, she really didnât know how powerful he was, she had heard rumors but then again those are just rumors, she had to at least pretend it didnât scare her, she started down the sidewalk, trying to stay closer to other people in case something bad were to happen-
He grumbled gently as he began attempting to get someone's attention from inside the ally for help. Just down the road, there was two black cars screeching down the road, the windows tinted. If they were the men he had ordered, then it seemed clear that he wasn't exactly the most powerful in the area anymore.
-her brows raised a bit, she wondered if that was them and if it was it almost brought a silly smile to her face, but she knew she shouldnât get too cocky as she was still alone and no civilian would jump in for her, she just kept her paw at her side, trying to think of all the possibilities of what could happen-
Once the men pulled up beside the alley Leo sneered at them, "She went the other way dumbass!" He pointed in the direction she went with an annoyed huff. The guys quickly scrambled off as there were only three of them, all except one seeming A complete mess. That one being a large man in a messy black dress shirt and darker skin. The other being a decently strong, but he simply just looked like a blonde coward. And last but not least, A certain Jason.
NOOOOO OMG NOOOOOOO NOT THE BABY )
-she tried not to even look at them, sliding off her coat and pretending as if she was just another civilian, her casino wasnât to far away, maybe if she played dumb she figured she could make it there, where they would be insanely outnumbered, she tried to keep herself calm, although truth be told she really wasnât all that scared, she figured she could talk her way out of something, she didnât really want to kill anyone-
;)))
The larger dude made his way over to the woman as he slid his gun into his holder thingie. He cleared his throat gently. "Excuse me ma'am." His voice was deep but he didn't seem to sound hostile.
The other two followed behind him, Jason's heart dropped to his stomach when he SAS Corey and he broke into a cold sweat. He moved his gaze to the ground, praying she wouldn't recognize him.
-she turned and looked at him- yes? -she inspected him before looking at the others, also freezing up when she saw Jason, her eyes widened and she mumbled- oh shit- -every thought that had been going through her mind seemed to leave all at once, all she could do was stand there, she looked dumbfounded, shocked as he was the last person she thought she would run into-
His ears lowered and he could feel her eyes on him. He like cleared his throat gently, as he hadn't told anyone he had joined Leo. He looked back up, his eyes nervous and uncertain though he managed to keep a steady voice. "Do- I know you?"
The larger man arched a brow and looked back at her, confused at her reaction to Jason.
-she paused, not wanting to get him in trouble or anything, she shook her head quickly- n-no!- s-sorry I thought- you just looked like a f-family member...or something- -she rubbed behind her neck, she never was the best at lying, she looked back to the other man, again not trying to get him in any sort of trouble- anyway, you needed something sir?-
He let out a relieved sigh and nodded, looking off. The man grumbled and gently nudged her leg with his foot. "we've been told to bring you to Mr.Sabir's home."
-she blinked a bit- his house? Why? -she didnât like the sound of that, she was sure heâd kill her or something, she had to think of how to get out of this and quick- will you guys use force if I say no-? -she said it with a slight waver in her voice, she was sure she could take two of the men on, but whether she had the heart to take the last one on she wasnât exactly sure- Iâd- rather not-
His mouth went from a flat line to a twisted smile. He let out a happy sigh and cracked his knuckles, his eyes scanned her. "Lovely. I've been waiting for some action in this boring ass life." He gently grabbed onto her arm with a chuckle. "Yes, we will use force.'
-her eyes narrowed a bit, as he was still holding onto her arm she yanked it away, backing up a bit- listen- I donât want to hurt you guys- letâs just say I got away or something -she tried to chuckle, but it sounded forced, she had hopped these guys werenât Jasonâs new friends as she much preferred his old ones-
He growled a bit and shook his head and furrowed his brows. "Jason, restrain her-" he reached into his coat, only to find that he had left his gun in his car. He let out an irritated groan.
Jason hesitated before gently grabbing onto her wrist. "are- you sure we can let her go?"
-her heart felt like it dropped when he grabbed her, she really didnât want to hurt him, she wouldnât mind hurting the others, but not him, he was nothing but kind to her which not a lot of people treated her that way, her brows lowered, she didnât fight back, she barley even tugged her arm back, she didnât want to get him in trouble so she looked at the others with a desperate expression- y-you donât have to do this-
The man grumbled and huffed gently, giving her a gentle shrug. "Sorry lady, bosses orders. I'm sure he warned you-" he huffed and grabebd onto her wrist roughly since Jason couldn't, and he started dragging her down the sidewalk.
-she tried to slam her heels into the ground to drag, but it wasnât doing much, her other hand tried grabbing at her belt for her gun, she seemed really confused and maybe even a bit anxious, she was looking around frantically as she yelped- s-stop! I donât want to hurt you guys!
The man let out a soft chuckle, but it wasn't genuine. It was more of just neutral. He huffed gently as he continued to drag her. "Shut up. If you're gonna hurt us then do it already." The other two followed behind them, Jason glanced off.
-she looked to Jason and her ears lowered before she quickly looked away, she didnât want to hurt anyone he considered friends, with a defeated sigh she looked down, shaking her head- I- canât-
Her words made him smile and he tugged her up to her feet, his hazel eyes met hers. "Then walk and stop complaining. "
-her ears stayed lowered and she did as he said, walking along with them, her head hung low as she stared at the ground- is- is he going to kill me?-
He sighed gently and shrugged, scratching his invisible beard. "Probably not. As far as I've seen he Dosnt have the ambition he did when he was a kid, probably just Scare you.'
Jason nodded and gave her a small smile.
The other guy
Ran off cause yeah
đđđ my dude was really like ânopeâ)
-she nodded slowly and sighed with relief, sheâs been beaten up before, she could handle that, although she wasnât happy, she decided she should get a bit of information out of them while she could- could you maybe um- tell me who he is? I donât actually really know- I just saw him beating up some girl and I intervened
đđâ fr man)
Jason cleared his throat gently, deciding to finally speak up. "Oh- Leonardo Sabir, some boss from the 90s, he came back around a week ago."
-she nodded slowly as she walked along with him- should I- be worried? -she tried to make it sound like she wasnât asking a friend, but instead making it seem as if she was afraid or something- Iâve got a pretty big thing going on- I donât want it to be ruined- is he powerful-?
Jason frowned a bit and looked down with a shrug. "not anymore- kai took over his old territory."
-she nodded slowly and sighed- ah well, thatâs great -she sounded extremely sarcastic when she said that, she looked around and huffed a bit- is it far away?
*the person watched from the other end of the alley and behind the building, they were disgusted by the manâs behavior but they didnât know the whole situation to be so quick to judge. The man did look familiar to them but was too far to completely identify but they did recognize ms. Sabir by her voice, though they werenât all the way upset it was still a pretty trashy move to do that to a woman. They knew they would have hell to pay for getting in his way but maybe they could help?*
She cried out pleas which only made him yell louder, the woman yelped when he grabbed onto her arm, but he seemed pleased when she stopped fighting back and finally took note of who owned her. He muttered gentle words in Italian as he stroked her cheek gently, though his other hand kept a firm grasp on her bruising arm, causing her to cry our gently. He continued to comfort her, completely contrary to how he had behaved previously.
??: *the person inhaled and hesitantly stepped out from behind the building* hey, donât you think youâre being a little too rough? *the male voice spoke out from the other end, it seemed somewhat stern to keep himself from appearing afraid*
His eyes narrowed and he growler lowly, looking back at them. Oddly enough, through those very short moments he seemed to have several small personalities that changed faster than you could blink. He let out a scoff and rolled his eyes. "**** off-"