Jeung was always the first kid into anything new on the scene. First to dye his hair, first to get a lip piercing, first to get into (and then out of, as others picked up on the trend) a series of increasingly bewilderingly-named Euro dance trends.
He was also first to murder someone - some junkie bum that he had found in one the old warehouses down at the Waterfront, and stabbed to death with a ceremonial dagger that he bought on an internet auction site. He was fifteen at the time.
Afterwards, to commemorate the act, he took his girlfriend Charlotte down there and used the same knife to carve the outline of a flower design - a rose - into both their arms.
And that's how the Blood Roses were born.
Jeung always knew he was meant for something a lot more interesting than the safe, cosseted existence he had lived so far, growing up surrounded by the Old Money world of The Concession. He thought he was going to be a rock star, maybe. Or a DJ or fashion designer. Instead, sealed in that blood pact he had made with Charlotte, he became a criminal.
Jeung became the dark star around which like-minded souls soon orbited. Most of them were kids like him and Charlotte, from The Concession or Virginia Gardens, but looking for something different - their own scene - away from the traditional gangs that ran in those districts. They congregated together in the VIP suite of the Beltane Club, ironically converted from the warehouse building where Jeung had murdered that bum just a few short years earlier. There were plenty of drugs around in the scene down there, but that wasn't what Jeung and his crew were into, not if they wanted to stay sharp and focussed, mentally and physically. Where Jeung led, the others quickly followed.
The first job they pulled was late night club talk made real, done almost on a dare among each other. They went in scared, even Jeung, who already had blood on his hands. They came out exhilarated, on a high better than anything you could buy in any of the clubs. They money they made from it didn't hurt, either.
They pull more jobs, start getting a name for themselves. Jeung meets Tyron Sennet, recognises him for the type he is - hangs around money and success, looking to feed off any crumbs that come his way - but recognises that he has his uses. Then Michael Simeone makes his presence known and hits Jeung with a few harsh home truths.
The Blood Roses are good at what they do, and he admires professionalism in others, but if they're going to move up to the next level - out of the clubs and onto the streets of the Waterfront to make a big chunk of the city their own - then they're going to need some representation and professional management when it comes to dealing with people who have been doing this a whole lot longer than them.
Jeung thinks about it, thinks about his old teenage dreams of being a rock star, and then signs up. Simeone's management, but he's still the front man, the one the rest of the crew listen to and follow. He'll go along with Simeone's arrangement. At least for the moment.
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|"Real Blood" Birth Knife Harness||Clothing||$115||0|
|"Real Blood" Sisterhood Bullet Belt||Clothing||$37||0|
|"Real Blood" Good Girl Hockey Mask||Clothing||$166||0|
|"Real Blood" Minx socks (L)||Clothing||$15||0|
|"Real Blood" Minx socks (R)||Clothing||$15||0|
|"Real Blood" Hybrid Ballet Flats||Clothing||$90||0|
|"Real Blood" Red Bullet Bracelet||Clothing||$19||0|
|"Real Blood" Charlotte's Watch||Clothing||$17||0|
|"Real Blood" Furies Leather Choker||Clothing||$40||0|
|"Real Blood" Finger Band (Pinky, L)||Clothing||$15||0|
|"Real Blood" TruMaster Skull Pendant||Clothing||$15||0|
|"Real Blood" Blood Rose Claw Earring||Clothing||$40||0|
|"Real Blood" T-shirt||Clothing||$25||0|
|"Real Blood" Live Birth Skirt||Clothing||$40||0|
|"Real Blood" Birth Bikini Bottoms||Clothing||$215||0|
|"Real Blood" Birth Bikini Top||Clothing||$165||0|
|"Infamy" Armband of Innocence||Clothing||$65||0|
|"Infamy" Seung's Desert Scarf||Clothing||$50||0|
|"Infamy" Knife Sheath||Clothing||$90||0|
|"Infamy" Ninja Knife Holster||Clothing||$115||0|
|"Infamy" Bullet Belt of Mystery||Clothing||$35||0|
|"Infamy" The "Bible Belt"||Clothing||$10||0|
|"Infamy" Hand Printed Boots||Clothing||$115||0|
|"Infamy" Jeung's Bandana||Clothing||$50||0|
|"Infamy" Cabra Bara Armband||Clothing||$15||0|
|"Infamy" Seung's Stud Earring (L)||Clothing||$20||0|
|"Infamy" Seung's Stud Earring (R)||Clothing||$20||0|
|"Infamy" Be My Dog Bracelet||Clothing||$17||0|
|"Infamy" Sleeveless Shirt||Clothing||$25||0|
|"Infamy" Seung's Combats||Clothing||$115||0|
|"Infamy" Boxers for Britney||Clothing||$35||0|
|The Blood Rose Porker||Symbols||$0||0|
|The Blood Rose Porker||Unlocks||$0||0|
|Macchina Cosenza FTV2||Vehicles||$20,000||30|
|Kurai NO3 "Infernos"||Vehicles||$15,000||30|
I want you to be the gelding knife to some Enforcers dream of being the big, swinging dick in the district. Kill a Prestige 5 Enforcer for me. Send pics.
Kill 1 Prestige five Enforcer.
|DR. BORIOUS'S SNAKE OIL|
|NOT IN MY BACKYARD|
|WAR OF THE WAGGLE|
|ALL IN A TWIZZY|
|GUN RUN GANG|
|DIRT ON THE DEPARTMENT|
|JUST WHAT THE DOCTOR ORDERED|
|BOX-LOCK AND .52 BARREL|
|LOOK AT ME, LOOK AT ME|
|PAY UP OR BLOW UP|
|THE HOBBY HOODS|
|A TAX ATTACK|
|CREME DE LA CRIME|
|MAKING A RACKET|
|FAMILY FUN DAY|
|DIRTY WHITE COLLARS|
|POP3 A CAP|
|UP THE ARSENAL|
|LET US SPRAY|
|I AM NOT A CROOK|
|DON'T DRINK THE WATER|
|CRYING OVER SPILT MAGNESIUM|
|SHOCK FOR THE JOCK|
|A DISH BEST SERVED COLD|
|THE BIG SCOOP|
|THAT TV'S BIGGER THAN MY HOUSE|
|OPEN AND SHUT CASE|
Biography: Fourche Bank (Part 1)
There has been some kind of fortified outpost on or near the site of Fourche Bank almost since the foundation of San Paro. Indeed, archaeological excavations conducted a few decades ago by John Holland University, and funded by the Haverall Foundation, revealed that a fortified hill village may have existed there as far back as the late Bronze Age. To the earliest San Paro colonists, the wooden-palisade fort on the hill above them must have been a comforting site, with its commanding views overlooking the approaches to the mouth of the Nantego, but also looking inwards toward the hinterland beyond the river, and the hostile tribes hiding in the dense forests there. In times of danger, whether it came from land or water, the sentry bell - now proudly on display in the foyer of the City Council building - would be rung, and the colonists would take shelter inside the fort until danger was over.
The fort at Fourche Bank has been destroyed three times in San Paro's history, twice by wartime, and the last time barely more than a century ago, when it was stormed by an angry mob of citizens looking for redress against a recently impeached corrupt mayor who had taken shelter there. By that time, the once windswept hill that the fort was built on had long been urbanised and incorporated into the growing city. In the earliest days, the homes of wealthy San Parians were clustered round the slopes of the hill, under the walls of the fort, for protection. Even after the fort had gone, the tradition continued, and the small but select residential district, with its fine views across the city and the Nantego, has always had a quiet air of genteel exclusivity about it.
When radio arrived, the Bank became the location of the city's first main radio broadcast mast, and when war came again it was once more pressed into service, but as a radar station and military communications installation, a function it continued to serve for decades afterwards. Where there was once a watchtower looking out to sea for signs of any hostile sails on the horizon, now there was a 150 feet high radio tower, capable of eavesdropping on conversations carried by the ether from half the planet away. Technological leaps forward saw the size and complexity of the Bank's array of powerful radio masts and satellite dishes increase further - the surrounding neighbourhood was quickly nicknamed 'Microwave Heights' by those who still couldn't afford to live there - and the site was already being used as the hub for San Paro's civilian communications network several years before defence cuts and the shifting strategic situation saw the end of its use by the military. As the military moved out, the SPPD moved in, a small garrison being stationed there to safeguard the site after an opportunistic attack on it by one of the city's growing-in-confidence criminal gangs caused millions of dollars of damage and blacked out a major part of San Paro's radio, TV, phone and internet communications.
As the city's crime problem escalated, it was realised that the Bank's location - elevated, central, easily defensible - made it ideal as the staging point for an elite rapid reaction force that could be scrambled in minutes and helicopter-inserted into any sudden trouble spot around the city. Extensive work was begun on the facility - barracks, an armoury, a defensive perimeter, all constructed and ready for use - but the city's crippling budget deficit and a change of policy at the SPPD saw the plan abruptly cancelled.
Mayor Derren, several years later, brought it back to life again. The City Security Act had now been passed, and new law enforcement organisations - everything from armed neighbourhood watch groups to radical ideologues and corporate-sponsored professional mercenaries - were out on the city streets now, and problems were already becoming evident. There was friction between some of the new groups - and between the SPPD and virtually all the others - and a lack of communication and coordinated planning was already threatening to hand the initiative back to the criminals. What was needed, Derren decided, was something to ensure that all the Enforcement groups were pointing their guns in the same direction and away from each other.
Biography: Han Motor Corporation
Han Motor Corporation
The Han Motor Corporation is the fourth largest car manufacturer in the world. Currently based in Seoul, Korea, they plan to move their headquarters to Incheon by 2013, with construction beginning in 2010. The company was formed by its current CEO, Lim Seung-chul, a wealthy industrialist, and Kwan Park, a maverick auto designer from Charge National's R&D divison. Having developed a revolutionary smelting process eight years before, Seung-chul had made a fortune from patents held in the steel industry, though bad business investments and several high-profile labour disputes had ruined the fortunes of Atland Steel, his original holding company. Struggling to rebuild his personal fortune, Seung-chul took a gamble on Kwan Park's innovative automobile designs, primarily - he freely admits - because Park had recently married his daughter. The rest is history. In 1988, Han Motors entered an alliance with Cheval R.S. of France using the partnership to increase its manufacturing and distribution base. And in 1993 the company set a first year record for selling automobiles into the American market - well over 200,000 vehicles. In the last 10 years, both quality and sales have dramatically increased and the reputation of Han Motors has gone from strength to strength.
|Threaten Emote||Threaten Emote|
|Boom Box x2||Consumable|
|Large Supply Box x2||Consumable|
|Mobile Cover x2||Consumable|
|Satchel Charge x2||Consumable|
If you're working directly for me now then it's best we get the rules clear. I expect you to do whatever you're told to do. The Blood Roses are a family, and the strongest families are built on loyalty and obedience. Wouldn't you agree?
So, there are expectations, but there are also rewards. The best parties, the best clubs, the best fashions, the best of everything. That's what it means to be a Blood Rose
PS. Oni @ Banshee. After-show party in the VIP suite. Come along.
Have you met dear cousin Seung yet? Is he still sulking in Havalynd, telling everyone how he invented the Blood Roses? And the part about how he's building up his own organization - I hope he didn't leave that out?
Poor Seung. Even when we were kids, he was always trying to be better than me. He never managed it, of course.
Charlotte says we should get rid of him, but family is family. Still...
One day, I'm afraid we'll probably have to do something about Seung.
PS. Crispin Q's looking for Roses to cameo in some music video he's shooting. Interested?
DON'T save the tigers!
We lost three more Roses to the Tigers this week. Those Prentiss bores are proving greater competition than I expected.
That old fool Byeong Lee has been annoyingly effective at organizing them - although I imagine being sat down in front of a blackboard while the team coach explains tactical formations must be a comforting feeling to those steroid-laden inbreds.
I've been studying hankumdo - a Korean sword-fighting art - recently. I'd love to show that little bitch Akiko X what I've learned.
PS. Launch party at the Rimbaud Room for the new Elizabeth Bathory line. Be there.
Hell Night is coming...
You're still a bit new here, so you might not know about our Hell Night celebration - it's become something of a Waterfront tradition.
I came up with the idea (so obviously cousin Seung will say it was his) as a way to reward the foot-soldiers - we let them off the leash for the night, to trash, burn down and blow up whatever they want.
It amuses them. And keeps the CSAs busy and away from whatever real jobs we've got happening.
I hear the Furies are planning something special this year. More details, nearer the time.
PS. MDK awards party next week. Join us.
These guys piss me off.
I can't decide who I hate more - Simeone, or his lackey Tyron Sennet.
On reflection, probably Sennet. Simeone, at least seems to have some class about him. Well, for a nightclub entrepreneur who got lucky in property speculation anyway.
Tennet, however, is just a lower-class wharf rat with a few useful but similarly low-class criminal connections. And he thinks he can tell me and my Blood Roses what to do?
Let the two of them both think they're controlling the Roses. The Roses are my creation. They'll always be mine. If you've been talking to Suji, you know plans are in motion here to effect some change on this...
PS. Charlotte and I are having dinner at Fidelos'. Feel free to join us.