Omerta, the Mafia Power
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Hungry And Thirsty All The Time
" The headlights swept the shed number two in the old harbor and the sedan stopped facing immense iron door. The engine went silent and the lights were extinguished. Inside the car was guessed four silhouettes and in the passenger seat, the dim red light a cigarette when they were giving a deep drag illuminated a sharp face, was only an instant.
- There is nobody - said Ruggiero, a Sicilian with a powerful mole crowned by a remarkable chin dimple.
- Wait - Gianfranco replied "the Long" chewing the words and throwing the butt out the window of the sedan. He consulted his wristwatch and satisfied with what he saw, he said aloud
- It's time.
That was the signal. Inside the car the sound of various weapons cocking held the following moments. Two guns and a Lupara Thompsons, the famous sawed-off shotgun, were overhauled, ready to spit fire and lead if they came wrongly made. Gianfranco "Largo", meanwhile, lost no detail of the surroundings of the place. He had learned to watch every corner, did not like getting into a site without knowing where the exits were.
In the spring there was an almost absolute quiet this time of night. In the distance, a merchant working from Panama, you could see the yellow lights under which a group of dock workers unloading boxes relentlessly fished with a crane and taken to other sheds. Sporadic screams could be heard from the foreman and the soft murmur of the water by licking away the pier.
The moon reflected a silvery path on the sea surface. It was a quiet night, and despite not having any light in the vicinity of Ford where men waited Moretti bonnet, the moon generate enough clarity to see an acceptable manner.
A truck appeared on the opposite side of the sea, beyond the shed number two.
- Attentive! - Gianfranco "Largo" put on notice "piciottos" who accompanied him in the car.
The truck turned off the lights and continued its journey in the dark to a stop in front of the grand entrance of the shed, looking directly at the black sedan.
Both vehicles were facing each other, some forty feet, more or less.
- What now, "L"? - Asked Ruggiero hands on the wheel, watching the truck.
- Do not call me "L" ... - Gianfranco whispered.
Gianfranco was a little guy, but what he lacked in height he had plenty in bad character, cunning and villainy. He was a feared gunman in the family who always brought his work and did not hesitate to pull the trigger so long as necessary to eliminate whoever faces him.
- That's the sign! - The truck had a blast with his lights - Well, Ruggiero, stay in the car, "Taco", Gianluca, with me.
Gianfranco the "L" opened the door sedan and fell, so did "Taco" and Gianluca for the rear. His long trench coat could cover the distance from the carrying firearms, but as they approach a bit to the truck they would be easily detectable.
course, these weapons were for use with the truck or its occupants, were for ... well, just in case. The orders were clear: get the truck and drive to the meeting point. Tommy had to pay for the work and check the goods, in principle there should be no problems, but you never know ... the cops could come at any time, even men of Panepinto, or maybe those damn Irish ...
- Well, here we go, stay tuned! - Gianfranco hissed his orders and led the way toward the truck, flanked by his two companions, keeping his eyes fixed on the truck, which dropped a couple of guys ...
omerta is a role playing game in which we immerse ourselves fully in the criminal underworld and the history of the Italian Mafia (but also have references, characters and situations from other gangs or mafias like the Irish, Jewish, etc ....) in the United States during decades of the 20 and 30.
While mainly focus at this time of play and in the cities of Chicago or New York, "Omerta, the power of the Mafia" is extended in time and geography also seeking the presence of the Mafia places like Sicily, birthplace of the Cosa Nostra.
also find references in this manual enough to be able to play on almost any decade since the 20 and 30, as stated above, to 40, 50, 60, etc. ... As well as in some other places like the mythical city of Las Vegas, or in Havana, Cuba. You decide!
Since the massive arrival of Italian immigrants, its passage by the legendary Ellis Island and its distribution in ghettos, to the creation of bands that ended up in criminal organizations, through the struggles of the Black Hand against the White Hand Ireland, the introduction of the Volstead Act, better known as dry or Prohibition Act, Castellamarese war or wars of alcohol, which was smuggling gold made men like Al Capone, Dutch Schultz (Dutch) and many others. Of course, you can also find on the other side of the coin, the famous Untouchables and the Treasury Department, FBI, etc. ...
But if, on the contrary, you are someone who wants it all done, you will also have the option to play in a fictional town set in the same period and created for you to enjoy as if you were in the very Chicago , but with differences that make it more surprising and amusing at the same time. We refer to the city of Creekville. We assure you that no waste.
So get ready to settle the score in the middle of New York, evade police while driving at full speed a truck loaded with smuggled from Canada and try to survive attacks from other rival gangs to give them their own medicine. All while serving on the Family, to be a Man of Honor, one of us!
are now entering the honor society of the Cosa Nostra, which welcomes only men of courage and loyalty. You come alive and dead salts. The gun and the knife will be your tools daily. Cosa Nostra is ahead of other priorities in life. Before the family, before the country, before God. When you are called you must go though your mothers, your wives and your children are in their deathbed.
There are two laws you must obey without hesitation, never betray the secrets of Cosa Nostra and never violate or you will play the wife or children of another member. The failure of either of these laws means death without trial or warning.
Raise your finger - now you prick drawing from a drop of blood - That drop symbolizes your birth into our family. Since we are now one death. Now you are grown men, "Amico Nostro, a Soldatos of the famiglia." And thou shalt keep secret as you may know. is the law of silence is the law of omerta ... "
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