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[cactusy]

1) Post your characters, one per comment
2) Go around with your characters and have them ask other characters questions-- anything goes!
3) Forced honesty time! Lying is impossible because of reasons
4) ICly discuss the confessions and revelations

Comments

Squalo Superbi

[sharktrash]

Sure. Got nothing to hide.

[ Except, y'know, the whole mafia thing that is totally NOT his job. ]

[salamanca]

You sure about that, mi amigo? What's the most illegal thing you've ever done?

[sharktrash]

[ Well damn. ]

"Most illegal" as in what would've gotten me the most years in court, or as in what would've ruffled the most feathers in society?

[salamanca]

[ You walked into this one. ]

Both! Let's go with both.

[sharktrash]

[ Fuck. His grin is pretty forced. ]

Well, all the hits would probably land me in the double digits of life sentences at least. 'Nd then there was the time when I beat up three kids from an enemy familia, can't imagine any of the bleeding hearts would be too happy about that.

[salamanca]

[ Tee-hee! Lalo is delighted by that forced smile. He can tell when a grin is sincere or not. ]

"Familia!" Like The Godfather? You in the mafia, Squachito? But you said hits, so... a hired gun, eh?

That's cool.

[sharktrash]

[ fucking hell why is this. he's not supposed to talk about that. least of all to someone who might be a cop (just kidding, he's pretty obviously not). he doesn't want to admit to it -- but the answer still escapes through his clenched jaw. ]

Yeah. My squad operates independently for the most part, but we're the dirty hand of the Don, so to speak.

[salamanca]

So you're probably involved with all kinds of money laundering, drug trafficking, maybe weapons trafficking — right? [ He does stop and wait for an answer before he continues. ]

Just think how much trouble you could get into if somebody was recording this! Man, they'd stick your ass where the sun doesn't shine.

[ Despite the harsh words, he's playing. Yes, this is Lalo playing. ]

[sharktrash]

We don't touch drugs. Alliance policy.

[ His branch isn't technically involved in the rest, either. They're assassins, part of the bigger mechanism. ]

[ LALO MAY BE PLAYING BUT SQUALO ISN'T HAVING A GREAT TIME RN. ]

You think I don't fucking know that?

[salamanca]

Really? Smart. Assassins shouldn't be high on the job. What's "Alliance?" You have an alliance with other families?

[ Lalo just laughs. ]

Aw, c'mon. There's no way anyone is recording this! If they were, I'd be dead right now.

[sharktrash]

Yes. No drugs distribution is a key requirement for it. Gotta draw the line somewhere, I guess.

[ Okay, he maybe has a point, though Squalo isn't sure if there's anybody except Lalo here who would be that trigger happy. ]

Really? And who would off you?

[ichoosefight]

Did you break into a military facility? And why?

[sharktrash]

[ Well shit. ]

Yes. It was more like a reinforced island fort. They were running new weapons tests in there. State of the art combat robots. My boss wanted one of those, so we went in to steal it.

[ichoosefight]

Combat robots?

[ Look that sounds totally rad, definitely worth breaking into a military base for. ]

...How big?

[sharktrash]

Pretty damn big.

[ He raises his hand, indicating a height that's about an arm's length above his head, and he's already six feet tall. Then he moves both hands to the sides. Looks like the bot is both tall and wide. ]

[ichoosefight]

Oh man.

[ THAT IS PRETTY COOL wow she didn't realize she was this big a nerd. ]

Okay, yeah, that's a pretty good reason to break into a military base.

[ I mean, probably a lot of people are getting killed either during or as a result of this process... ]

The rest is still bad. The robot is awesome.

[sharktrash]

[ Ha. What a nerd. It's almost a little cute. He wiggles his good hand a bit. ]

It can shoot out of its fingertips, too.

[ Snort. Yeah, they... may have killed a whole bunch of people to get where they needed to be. Oopsie. ]

Glad you think so. Honestly, I thought the robot was kinda lame, but hey, not my call.