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Alright, you can start playing the game in about two weeks, no sooner.
Siverfale
Posts from Mafia 109. Dreams of the Void Warriors
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Drug poisoning is what awaits me.
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Ishida Kaito
June 21, 1990; Tottori, Japan.
For a long time, Kaito desired one thing: to have his place in life and be a worthy member of society, capable of contributing to the development of his homeland, and at the same time, to find personal happiness – children and a caring wife who would see him off to work in the morning and greet him at the door of their cozy home in the evening. However, this was not meant to be: his fascination with history and contemporary politics, combined with social trends, did not inspire Kaito with optimism or the desire to overcome life's difficulties. Over time, long working days in the office began to seem meaningless to him, and he switched to part-time work, preferring to spend all his free time watching anime. A few years later, in a state of deep depression, Kaito decides to end his existential suffering and, showing courage, cuts open his stomach, but, by a happy (or not) coincidence, he survives. This is how he ends up in Switzerland.
June 21, 1990; Tottori, Japan.
For a long time, Kaito desired one thing: to have his place in life and be a worthy member of society, capable of contributing to the development of his homeland, and at the same time, to find personal happiness – children and a caring wife who would see him off to work in the morning and greet him at the door of their cozy home in the evening. However, this was not meant to be: his fascination with history and contemporary politics, combined with social trends, did not inspire Kaito with optimism or the desire to overcome life's difficulties. Over time, long working days in the office began to seem meaningless to him, and he switched to part-time work, preferring to spend all his free time watching anime. A few years later, in a state of deep depression, Kaito decides to end his existential suffering and, showing courage, cuts open his stomach, but, by a happy (or not) coincidence, he survives. This is how he ends up in Switzerland.
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Falling from a height.
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Fragment and Humer have similar avatars.
Fragment
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Mine is more fun.
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Come on, you’ve already discussed the most painful part.
Небо
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Firearms.
Нэйко
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Lol, they left the worst ways to commit suicide.
Great setting, Nebok, I like it. Have a good game, everyone! ;)
Great setting, Nebok, I like it. Have a good game, everyone! ;)
Arandor
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Kaito decides to end his existential suffering and, showing courage, slits his own stomach. This is how he ends up in Switzerland.
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Nothing stands in your way...
Arandor
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Okay, I’ll let you know if I manage to do it.
Вова Вист
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Once, I was simply known as Bozo...
I had my own show on television, and life seemed wonderful. At that time, I was a very popular actor – I even starred in a cartoon once! – and I could afford anything. I don't know why I agreed to that ridiculous offer, but the business brothers practically bought my freedom.
I must admit, at first, I liked everything – working with the brothers brought me worldwide fame, and offers to participate in various projects came to me as often as letters from Hogwarts came to Harry Potter. I could afford to refuse contracts simply because I didn't like the company's name, and everyone took it for granted. Some even changed their signs for collaborations with me!
Suddenly, fifty years of successful work were destroyed in one crazy month. In October 2016, a cult appeared in my name – people wore masks with my face, went out into the streets, and vs94ski scared passersby.
No one perceived me as a talented actor, a cheerful person, or just a good guy anymore – now I became the embodiment of fear and evil. Children were forbidden to approach people like me, adults recoiled at the sight of my face – of course, there could be no talk of further work. The brothers couldn't risk their company's reputation, but they also couldn't fire me – the contract stipulated further cooperation for another 10 years.
First, the brothers took away my status as the face of the company, then they removed me from all posters, and now I am forbidden to associate myself with their enterprise at all...
Frankly, I tried to help them, but, as it turned out, their Cola Lite is so diluted with water and oxygen that you can breathe it.
This is the story of how one of the world's most recognizable actors turned into a sociophobic, twitchy outcast who no longer goes out in the daylight...
Frankly, psychotherapy with Dr. Schmertloifer is my last chance to ever feel normal again...
Heroist
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