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HE ONLY HAD HIMSELF TO BLAME

ROARING 20S MEME

Well folks, we're here in the 1920s. Whether you're in the United States, Europe, some weird fantasy world, or whatever, the point is it's time to live in the JAZZ AGE. Which is like the Dragon Age with less dragons. Parties, drinking, bad decisions, murder... Wait, what? Well, ignore that last one okay? No need to get the cops involved. Besides, we're all here to have fun. And remember: there ain't no party like a Gatsby party because a Gatsby party don't stop until two people are dead and everyone is disillusioned with the Jazz Age as a whole.

PICK YOUR POISON

1. THE GREAT GATSBY Parties, rich folk, people being morons, people dying, people being morons again, funerals with only one sad guest staring at the man he fell in love with that only had eyes for someone else, this is all coming back to you, right? That's how everyone read it? Anyway, here's for your party people or your tragic backstory people we guess, and overall just don't get obsessed with the green light.
2. CHICAGO So, like... Did he deserve it? Your husband, when you killed him? Whether you're a femme fatale, a fancy lawyer, a dumb schmuck husband, or someone that's going to get murdered, we have to know. Did you do it? How are you gonna get out of it? Watch out and make sure you don't get got.
3. THE PRINCESS AND THE FROG This is your family-friendly option. It's still set in the 1920s, but there's magic, fantasy, hard work actually getting you somewhere... Unbelievable, we know. Still, it's fun to pretend, right?
4. MISC Choose your own adventure!

WHO ARE YOU?

1. THE RICH You're rich as balls, whether you're new money or old money or like 150 years ago but not enough to be old money. ANYWAY, you're the financier of all this bullshit, really. It's a good racket. In any case, are you loved? Liked? Does anyone give a shit at all? Does anyone even come to your funeral?
2. THE POOR Man, all you want is to get ahead. You work your ass off to get nowhere and really, that sucks. Maybe you turn to a life of crime. Maybe shit goes bad before you can. Maybe your WIFE KILLS A DUDE, WHAT THE FUCK?
3. THE CRIMINAL Whether you're a small-time petty thief or a top-of-the-line mobster, here you are. Plan your crimes, work through them, rule the city...or just the dumpster. We all gotta start somewhere, right?
4. THE FUZZ Say you're a cop. You want to catch the top cat of the crime family in town but you have to work it out. Maybe you just arrested a murderess. Maybe you're a prison matron. Maybe, just maybe, you're a crooked lawyer making mad bank off of dumbasses that get themselves caught.
5. THE DISILLUSIONED You know everything is bullshit. You do, but no one listens to you. Everything is terrible and depraved and people are dying because they're being idiots but they won't listen to REASON and you have to watch the world fall down around your ears. Have fun being the only smart one.
6. MISC Make up some shit, we know you're creative.

As always, these are just suggestions. Make up anything you want, as long as you're having fun!

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[Canon for him, so. Open to castmates, cross canon, etc.!]

[ the son of a beloved governor who is rumored to have slipped zeon zum deikun, his deceased predecessor, arsenic. most don't lend it any credence, but a handful of people, mostly the late governor's allies, see it as absolute truth. the zabis--especially his brother, gihren, who is a very well-known public figure--are members of high society; coming with that are the parties, polo meets, et cetera that defined a lot of the free time of that class. in essence, his lifestyle as an actual prince in his canon hasn't changed that much. ]

[ son of a socialite and doctor, decended from a revolutionary war hero, family owns real estate in new england. each generation adds to the family fortune. widower, two sons, leaves running the family business to a trusted associate. ~~secretly batman~~. ]

{ time travelling shenanigans }

[ It's the stuff from the new-fangled mudblood moving pictures. He spots her from across the room, and sparks fly, fireworks explode and some idiot mudblood dies horribly on a keening wail. Ah, but that's actually happening, isn't it?

He tilts his head at Herr Grindelwald, and he doesn't need to say a word before the dark lord gives him the information he desires. Bellatrix Black. He remembers her once he has a name, the most beautiful girl in Slytherin House, a few short years ahead of him. He'd been quite beneath her notice at school, of course.

Regardless, he makes his way to her side, carelessly casting the Imperius on a Mudblood and ordering him to bludgeon his twin sister before he glances at the absolutely stunning brunette in a short, sparkling black robe.]

Is there a party after this one, then? And I didn't dress the part.

[Her canon time period.]

[He was 'alive' then :) ]

(Our necromancer of some infamous repute comes from a bendy time that resembles the 1920s at least in part...)

[ Change is hard, in this line of work. The old ways were already set in stone ages before the first great ships crossed to the New World and by and large...it works well enough. But "well enough" only gets you so far and Rafe is looking to take the Alieri family higher than even Lindbergh's wildest dreams. All well and good until it comes down to a new idea, then you're stuck trying to shoulder past tradition as implacable as the tide. For an instance—

Inviting stranieri into the fold.

Not into every inner circle of family business, Christ knows even Rafe isn't crazy enough to suggest that. ~~Yet.~~ But for other things... It's a smart move, introduces an outside factor that's hard to predict and last to suspect. Easier to justify cutting loose when shit hits the fan. Diversification serves them well in business, so why not take it to heart elsewhere?

Hence today's meeting. New York is nothing but new faces but there are a select few that stand out. The few who can't come into town on the up and up, that grease palms well ahead of time to smooth the way. Seeing as that grease feeds Rafe's own fire like as not, he feels entitled to glance over the daily fresh meat and pick a cut for himself time to time. Harry Flynn had barely put boot to dock before being "invited" for a sit-down in an Alieri warehouse. ]

So. You've got a bit of a reputation. [ He takes a moment to rearrange some papers on his desk, then leans back in his chair, hands steepled in front of him. ] Guessing that's why you decided to... Hmm, relocate in the first place.

[ Talk an understatement. Sure, he's another potato eater and Hell's Kitchen will kick up hell at having one of their own snatched away but as if Rafe gives a fuck. Hell, that's half the reason why he wants Flynn— The talent is all well and good but spite always sweetens the pot. ]

[Harry has never quite fit in anywhere, no matter where he's been. Growing up Irish and Catholic in London was a bloody fucking nightmare. In Dublin, his accent was cause for all sorts of suspicion, even with his cousins fighting beside him. And then there's the fact that he's always been a head above everyone else, since he was a boy. He's never had the chance to fade into the background, hide and mind his own buisness.

So it's how he's found himself here on an entirely different continent. Home is just too dangerous now. He's sure he's still wanted in England, and though he technically left Ireland under good terms, he also left with the expectation that he would immediately keep doing what was expected of him. The money he's been paying to someone here says otherwise. The plan was to get here, bribe who needed to be bribed, and slip off and head for New Orleans with a less whisky tinged surname and a lot of bad memories behind him. Yes, maybe the implication of paying someone off is he does something in return, but historically he's been very good at ducking out of obligations.

Until now.

When you've spent near a decade of your life fighting in wars and realizing you would rather be elsewhere, Italians don't take top spot for concerns. But now, here he is, facing down a man in a suit more expensive than everything he owns.

Mistakes. He's made a few.]

Gorblimey.

[Flynn sags in his chair, a hand raking through his hair and making more of a mess than there was before. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, all he wants is to be somewhere nice where he can rob some rich bastards blind. Why is that so hard?

He crosses himself subtly before straightening just a little, eyes set in dark sockets. He hasn't slept in over 24 hours, and it shows.]

I had a very sudden realization that I liked being alive, actually.

[ That earns a rough laugh, smile flashing wide. ]

I hear you. Though to pick here, compared to anywhere else you might've gone...

[ An expansive shrug. Whether New York was the endgame or just a crossroads onto somewhere else, doesn't matter. Flynn's made his choices and this particular piper doesn't abide getting stiffed on his bill. ]

Eh, forget about it. Nobody here's out to rain on your parade. Far from it, in fact.

[ Some might even consider it a blessing, really. So fresh off the boat there ought to still be barnacles on Flynn's ass and he's walking into a perfect job. Fits his talents, pays well, great benefits — what's not to love?

But all else aside, he isn't a complete bastard, nor is he blind. The ocean passage has clearly taken a toll on the man and while the warehouse office is sparse, to say the least, there are still some amenities to be had. Yanking open a drawer, Rafe fishes out a dark bottle and a couple glasses. Nothing so fancy as to be imported, just home-grown rye but able to keep a man on his feet a while longer. A couple fingers splash into each glass and Rafe slides one across to Flynn along with the bottle. Lifting his glass in a little toast, he tosses it back and hisses between his teeth. ]

Salud.

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