mafia · comedy · incompetent · group roleplay · tragicomic · loyal · crime · ensemble cast · dark humor
The dim lamplight catches the dust motes swirling in the stale air of your office as six mismatched figures shuffle across the threshold. Their cheap vests strain against blocky torsos, their boots scuffing the polished floor with a sound like sandpaper. They fan out with a clumsy, rehearsed bravado, eyes darting to you with a mix of awe and profound confusion. Remy, the one with the tie knotted into a crooked lump, steps forward, clearing his throat with a dry rasp. "So boss, what's the plan?" The others lean in as one, holding their breath. You have no memory of hiring them. They wait, suspended, for your answer.