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I am not pickpocket friendly, if I catch your dirty hands in my pockets I'll break them.

Now onto the good stuff, if you want to RP with me, im always interested. Message me and we can set something up in the forum

Pete was a good boy, he followed the rules, he minded his Ma; but sometimes fate doesn't want you to succeed. Sometimes Fate wants to grind your nose in the dirt until your dirty, the type of dirty that preys on the clean. Pete could have been an accountant, he loved numbers, Pete could have had a good job and a family, but now Pete was a bastard. He did the one thing that his mother never wanted him to do, he followed in his cousins footsteps. Big shoes to fill, for such Skinny Pete Feet.

Pete grew up cunning, his mother was a whore, not a great one but she fed the both of them. In her own way she really loved Pete too, but she never provided the environment that a boy needed in order to thrive. Rather his house was filled with sex, dirty loud sex from his mother. Making it a home that he didn't consider home, Pete found his friends, and his place in a local gang. They were small time, punks that picked pockets and ran a small gambling den.

That is how Pete met his true love, the numbers. He was a whiz in math, he was able to memorize numbers, make complex calculations and of course track all the money from the den. He was able to squeeze more profit out of places people didn't know there was profit to be made. A real whiz, it was only a matter of time before he got into bigger business.

So it was that the day after Pete's 16th birthday he started to manage his mother. She wasn't alone, he had a few other women as well. He would organize their clients, line up security, and manage payments. Everything ran smooth, but it was small time. Pete was gettin ready to get out of the small times.

Jeff Winger, a friend of his cousins, helped him out with that. Right before the turf war that got Jeff and Tommy killed, timing was impeccable. Petey was a small fish in a big pond now, and he meant to grow. His skills would make him useful, and his ambition would make him loyal. Pete wanted to be big, bigger then Big Fat Tommy, and quite a bit smarter, lest he end up on a lead diet as well.

In Remembrance:

Rest in peace L'ordine dei Ladri Reali

We had a good thing, rest in peace all of you.

Special Thanks to Arizona, Zowie, SCPO  BigFatTommy and JeffWinger. We had a great run together, we came against some shit, and we came through it. Ill miss you guys.