So far the plot is a city cop has fallen in love with one of the mosst notorious gang leader's kid. Lol other than that I dont really know. I guess the bio will be this:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Looks:
Other:(anything I missed)

Woo, I'm excited. ^^

Name: Andreas Veldisso

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Looks:

Other: Is the leader of the notorious, (...I need to think of a gang name. xD) It's shocking, considering his personality is amazingly sweet

Also, has the cop already fallen for Andreas, or are we rping that too? c:

Sorry for the image being so big. DX The link would stretch it, so.. ;c

Name: Sakura
Age: 19
Gender: female
Looks:
http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y1/leepoison/AnimeGirls/wondercradle.jpg
Other: She is a cop of the local police, very dedicated to her work.

We will rp it out but it will be very soon that they meet. Also sorry if it takes me a little while to post... im watching fringe.

((So, I guess we shall start? o:))

Andreas threw his hood over his head, ducking beneath the rafters, his feet pounding the floorboards. After a deal gone bad, the cops were after him. Again. He sighed, tired of this nonsense, and flung open a small door. He crouched, making his way through it, and entered an old p*censored*agway, once used for slaves. He followed the path, finally reaching outside.

He took a deep breathe, breathing in the cool, crisp night air. He chuckled quietly, those cops were so dumb. Still, he was cautious. Andreas pulled his hood tighter, hunching over. He scurried along the abandoned ally, soon to arrive at a brick wall. Crap, he mentally cursed himself. Just then, a light hit him, a siren wailing. he glanced back to see three cops, one female, two male, holding guns on him. Let them think they have me trapped, he smirked, turning around to face them.

((Sorry, for the suckish intro. ;c))

Sakura ran swiftly, her light feet padding along the ground as her hand drew out her gun. She rounded the corner to the alley swinging her gun up and aiming it at the target, a gang member they had been tracking down for a while now. Her red hair blazed in the light from the flashlight her partner had taken out. "Freeze. "Put your hands where I can see them." She yelled rushing forward a few steps.

((mine was more suckish than yours. And shorter.))

Andreas let his hood fall. He brushed his long, shaggy hair from his eyes, smiling. "Oh, no problem, officer." He lifted one hand slowly, but with his other, he pulled his favorite toy: a semi-automatic. He turned, and dashed to the side. He aimed it, shooting both male cops in the foot. They yelled, dropping their guns and clutching their feet. Andreas whirled around, shooting the gun from the female cops hand. He then ran over, knocking her hard over the head, unconcious. He looked around, the male cops were still holding their feet, so he grabeed the female cop, slinging her over his shoulder, then hurrying back through the allyway. He heard a male cop call for backup, and yell at him. Andreas yelled back, that they needed to leave him alone, or else. He smirked. It was time for him to do what his gang was known for: taking a hostage.

((I'm thinking Andreas can take her hostage, they form a okish-bond, then she escapes and is later sent after him? Or something? o_o I dunno, shooting out ideas.))

((lol sounds ok.))

Sakura's eyes opened wide before falling shut, her body falling like lead to the floor. She heard another officer called for back up but then all sound faded.

Her eyes opened slowly, blinking in the light. Her head throbbed and she went to lift a hand up only to find them bound. "Wh-" She gasped remember the case the previous night. "Hey! You let me go!" She yelled, beginning to stuggle against her bounds, tears stinging her eyes as her movements accidentally slamming against the wall. She cried out in pain as pain split through her skull and the tears she had been holding back began to over flow, streaking her soft skin.

((man, that took me forever and yet its so short, i feel so lame.))

Andreas heard the thump from the other room, and walked to see what was going on. The rest of his gang were out getting some things for him, doing some "errands". Instead of his usual trademark black jeans, red hoodie, with spikes on his boots, chains on his pants, he was dressed casually, like a normal person. His hoodie was replaced by a light blue t-shirt, and plain, dark-wash jeans. He saw his captive crying, his eyes softened. He grabbed soem bandages, not saying anything, and wrapped her head and hands. Then, he walked out the room, knowing the police would be hot on his trail.

((Gotta go, sorry. ;c I'll be on sometime.))

Sakura flinched away from Andreas but still allowed him to wrap her head. She sat in surprise that her captor had bothered with it at all. She stuggled again with her bounds but got nowhere, sighing with defeat. I have to calm down. Maybe I can find my way out of here. She sat up and looked around, spotting something sticking out of the corner. She peeked over to where Andreas had left and rolled over to the ob
ject. Yes! It's sharp. She turned around and began to rub it up against the spike, smiling when she felt it snap. I wonder if I still have my phone. But if I do, who would I call? She though it would be more trouble, possible ending what life she would have if she called her partners. Mom must need to hear from me though. She sighed reaching into her shirt producing a small pink phone with a smirk. Pansies! She dialed the number, placing *67 in front of it. Riiiing, Riiiiing, Riiiiing- "Hello?" Came the familiar voice that Sakura was so happy to hear at the moment. "I dont have much time mom. I just called to tell you I love you and will return home safe. romisepay" She whispered quickly, hanging up before her mother could say anything. She smiled hiding her phone again, repeating her last word. "Romisepay.... promise."

-Fail, she is so stupid, should have called the police XP-

((Lol, that's what I was thinking. xD))

Andrea's gang entered, a girl, about 16, with long, black hair, ten piercings in her right ear, her tongue and nosed pierced, tattoos along her arms. A guy, tall, white hair, about 18, in baggy clothes, a tattoo across his face. Another girl, small, but powerful and aggressive, about 16, with short, red hair, her nose pierced, but that was it. Finally, the newest addition, a short, slim guy, about 14, the youngest, with wild, curly blonde hair, his clothes extremely tight, his fingers decorated in silver and gold rings. they all stood around, waiting to report to their leader.

Andreas had disappeared to change into his well-known type of clothes. He reappeared, dressed in tight, black skinnies, heavy silver and gold chains dangling, a tight white t-shirt, his famous hoodie, red, gold and black. He donned a leather dog collar with vicious spikes, his boots covered in tiny, metallic spikes, two chains around the top. His gang was to meet another; it was time for a street fight. He grabbed his baby, a 10in switchblade, with serrated edges, perfected for cutting and stabbing, sharp enough to cut through anything. He heard rustling from the other room; a voice talking. Sighed, he brushed his hair back, and walked to where Sakura was being held; his gang right behind him.

Tsking and shaking his head, Andreas flicked open his blade, his eyes soft as he ran his fingers along the smooth blade. He nodded to the newest guy, Tony, and he ran up to the girl, kicking her, then grabbing her hands, pulling them tight behind her back. Andreas sighed, saying, "Not so tight; we don't want to hurt her." His blade still open, he strode over to Sakura, his face void of emotion. "Quite a pity. Now you must suffer more. Captives make everything so difficult." With that, he handed off his knife to one of the girls, grabbing thick, heavy rope and zipties. He triple knotted her hands tight to a chair, the rope cutting into her flesh. His face tensed, but his eyes remained gentle as he ziptied the knots off, then secured it yet again with more rope, making it impossible to escape. ((Not really, but let's pretend. :P))  He repeated this with her legs, making sure she couldn't move. Finally, he duct-taped her mouth, then picked her up; heaving her over his shoulder. He placed her into a dark bedroom, shutting the door. Taking up his knife, he headed to the door, his eyes now cold and hard. "Get ready to rumble." They entered the outside world, equipped with knives, chains and all sorts of weapons.

((You must be creative for her to escape. xD))

((hmm, i will have to think about that for a little bit XD Oh and please excuse the slight language that will be used.))

Sakura struggled, hatred filling her eyes. Just before her mouth was taped shut she yelled out, "You b@stard! I hope you rot in he!!" She was cut short by the pain in her wrists and the tape over her mouth. She suddenly found her self in a dark room, one of the things she wasnt proud of was being scared of the complete darkness. When I get out of here, that kid is going down. She had been struggling so much that the chair tipped, a muffled cry escaped as the chair crashed to the floor. She felt her legs shake but not by much. This is going to take a while.

((Man i have epic fail))

((This shall be fun. o;))

Stalking along the back alleyways, Andreas and his gang, A4, arrived at the meeting place, where they would fight another gang, the Blanks. ((LOL, LOL, LOL, weird story)) Andreas turned, staring down his followers. "Alright. You know the drill. Don't let 'em leave until they gush blood." Violent, true, but it was the only way. Just then, the Blanks pulled up in their cars, their tires squealing. Andreas walked to the front, where the leader was standing. They all stood, not moving. Then, one of the Blanks jumped on one of the A4's. The rumble was on.

Andreas shanked the leader, stabbing him in the stomach at the same time the other guy stabbed him in the back. Blood poured from both, their breathing heavy. Andreas pulled his switchblade, punhcing the Blanks leader in the face, the knife coming up behind it. Andreas had broken his nose, and stabbed his cheek. But this was not without consequences. The leader stabbed him in the arm, making a long, twisted gash. By now, they were all covered in blood. Andreas wanted to end this, now, so he knee'd the guy, shanking him, then following with another punch, and then a stab to the knee. He hollered and fell. Andreas wiped his blood off his face, spitting on the leader. The warm, scarlet blood left him with a hollow feeling. He hurried over to help his other members to finish them off. Suprisingly, the girl and new guy had already beaten the crud out of the members who challenged them, the only guy left was a huge, tall, wide guy. He let out a ferocious roar, then charged Andreas. Andreas jumped, flipping backwards, so the guy ran past him, now standing near the wall. Andreas came up behind him, kicking his back, then grinding his face into the brick, finishing with a swift chop to the face. In the end, the guy lay on the ground, looking pis.sed, and blood streaming out of his wounds. Andreas yelled, "Who wants anymore?" Nobody stood, nobody talked. Andreas smirked, and the A4's left, victorious.

Once they arrived at the place, Andreas tore off his shirt, ignoring the deep, huge stab wound gushing from his back. All he thought about was the welfare of his gang. This was why a gang member never left, for Andreas was a good guy. After bandaging everyone else, the girl, Nervine, came to him, demanding to as.sess his wounds. Andreas ignored her, saying, "First we must check on the captive." Andreas stalked to the wound, to see Sakura still tied up, her eyes fuming. Keeping her hands bound, he undid the rest, and hauled her up. "Come on." With that, he led her into the main room, pushing her on to the couch. The warm blood trickled down his back, making him squirm. "Bobby, Tony, watch her. Nervine, help my fix this up." She nodded, and they headed to the bathroom where there was a mirror. After some self-stitching, lots of salt water and bandages, Andreas and Nervine came back to the main room. "alright, guys. I'm proud of you, you all should them who ruled over who." Nodded, he said, "Watch her." He headed into the kitchen, starved. He doubled as the chef for them, he made sure his gang was taken care of.

Finally, Andreas came out, balancing six plates. "eat while it's hot." He handed them their food, consisting of roast beef, rice, and mashed potatoes. He held the sixth plate, for Sakura. The thing about them, they never deprived their captives of food. Torture came later. Andreas bent over, staring directly into Sakura's eyes, to get a honest answer. "Now, nod your head. I know you are hungry, and I have food here. But knowing you, you'll try to scream, or bite, or spit. We won't harm you. Yet." His eyes burned into hers, needing to know the answer.

((... my post will seem so small compared to that.))

Sakura squirmed, falling into the cushions of the couch. She stiffened when she caught sight of the memebers in charge of her, keeping her eyes on both of them. Then Andreas brought out the plate, holding it in front of her face. She eyed the food absolutely starving, but was concerned about poisoning. Yet She looked at the plate again and nodded slowly, her shoulders hunching over in what would seem like defeat.

(( Well it was long because of the fight. xD))

Andreas stared at her, reading her eyes. Nodding to Bobby, Tony and Nervine. "strict, strict guard. She's going to try something, I can feel it." He untied one hand, and then looked apologetically at Sakura. "This will hurt." He yanked off the duct tape. "You only get one hand free." He turned to Bobby, to give him an order." "The second and I mean the second, she is finished, tie her hands back, tight. Can't have her getting away." He was still suspicious of her, and decided to lounge near the door, just in case.

Andreas got up, and left the room, to block all the exits and secure the windows. Sakura was a cop, so she knew a few things. He sat on the old, creaking stairs, digging into his dinner. He was starved, and knew the others had to be too.

Nervine glared at the girl, then ran to find Andreas. "Andreas, the captive requests no duct tape. we have already bound her hand again." Andreas stood, wiping his mouth on a napkin. "Curious. I shall go see her." Andreas carried his plate to the kitchen, then went to see the girl. " I won't place duct tape over your mouth, but only if you answer a few questions." it was time to interrogate, to figure out a few things about why the police were after him this time. Andreas's back throbbed, and a drafted brushed his abs. Trying not to shiver, he dashed upstairs, pulling a long-sleeved tee. He came back down, and pulled a chair up to Sakura, sitting in it with the back facing her.

"Question one: What's your full name, position of police, and years worked?" He needed this for a few reasons, which he would specify to his gang later. Andreas brushed his dirty-blonde bangs from his eyes. His eyes were intense, his mouth set in a hard line.

Confusion swept accross Sakura's face but she didnt hesitate with her answer. "Sakura Jade. Not that high, actually I just graduated, a bit young to even be allowed a fire arm. Working with them however is different, I took it up when I was 14 according to my father's wishes, I am now 19. He was the chief at one point, God rest his soul. From what I heard though, they werent sure who killed him, our prime suspect is you." Sakura clamped her mouth shut, hoping she hadnt talked more than he was allowing her to. She had been quiet for at least 2 hours, the words just flowed from her mouth as if it were water.

((yus, we can make another character. xD Hmnah, I don't know what yuo are talking about with the ninja. o;))

Andreas frowned. "Killed him? Me?" He let all a sad, wry chuckle. "I don't kill cops or civilians, I keep all violence within the gang. Of course, the exception being our hostages." This question really struck Andreas, killing a cop was serious jail tiem, most likely life. Good thing I didn't do it, though how can I prove it? He thought, his frown growing deeper.  It was a wonder ?Andreas was a "gangster", for he did not fit it. Yes, his face and body were scarred, tight muscles, switchblades were carried, but his personality was the opposite.

He got up from where he was, and started to walk away, then called, "I'm sorry for your loss, even if you don't believe a word I say." He told her with the upmost sincerity in his voice.