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- for america,
- friday meme hurray!,
- fun,
- gratuitous tags,
- ish is a dick,
- it is a tradition because i said so,
- it's friday in my timezone okay,
- meme,
- meme tiems yay!,
- shut up zita,
- someone stop me please,
- tags are fun okay?,
- tickybox is totally a valid option,
- tran 9 from outer space,
- zoki has no ideas
FRIDAY MEMERY - 1920s!
Man, the sounds. The smells. The music. The booze. The crime. The Depression. The Prohibition.
Yessir, the Roaring Twenties were a hell of a time. Your characters get to experience it as well! Everyone is now living in the 1920s, in a bustling metropolis, with no real influence from some strange meatship. Their former lives now reflect their new ones.
A character that was a security officer on board might find themselves as a detective on the police force. Someone who used to be a superhero, punching their problems away, might find themselves as some sort of cop, sports star, boxing champ, or even just a kneebreaker on the streets. Someone who used to sing might be a sensation, or just another nightengale crooning in the smokey speakeasies, as people kick back and enjoy their illegal alcohol. A scientist might be a mad chemist, or even something from the pulps. Who knows?
All that's for sure is that they're here now, living the life they can. Will they run into one another? Will they live their lives apart?
That's for you to decide.
Have fun.
Yessir, the Roaring Twenties were a hell of a time. Your characters get to experience it as well! Everyone is now living in the 1920s, in a bustling metropolis, with no real influence from some strange meatship. Their former lives now reflect their new ones.
A character that was a security officer on board might find themselves as a detective on the police force. Someone who used to be a superhero, punching their problems away, might find themselves as some sort of cop, sports star, boxing champ, or even just a kneebreaker on the streets. Someone who used to sing might be a sensation, or just another nightengale crooning in the smokey speakeasies, as people kick back and enjoy their illegal alcohol. A scientist might be a mad chemist, or even something from the pulps. Who knows?
All that's for sure is that they're here now, living the life they can. Will they run into one another? Will they live their lives apart?
That's for you to decide.
Have fun.
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Dean Winchester was a detective often called upon to investigate such scams. Some were tips he got from the great Houdini himself before his recent tragic passing. He had a private agency just simply known as The Winchester Agency somewhere down a back alley. The people who needed him knew how to find him so business just dropped in his lap usually, just like it did for his dad. He had a thing for cars, and was able to get a sweetheart deal on a Chevy Series D black number. It was sleek and had one of the best engines on the market. Even now, and he had fixed the old girl out so she shined.
He gambled and knew his way into the speakeasies for a quick drink. He walked oddly from his time in the Great War, but most were wise enough not to ask.
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At very least, there was still her music, and she wished for a chance to play at the great Carnegie Hall one day. But often times she wanted the chance to do something right in the world.
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He's proven to be quite good at it to. While most of his trade takes place on the border with Mexico, he has traveled north to Canada for some of his bootlegging. He's currently in the metropolis looking to meet his latest buyer.
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Devlin's father was in prison, with his mother either dead or deemed unsuitable to raise a child
have not worked that out in fanon, so he was sent on an orphan train (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orphan_Train) to the West. Not agreeing with that idea, he escaped to the city, where he worked as a newsboy and befriended the son of Chief of Police, Ben Tennyson. When Devlin's father escaped prison and came to the city, Devlin first went to try to reunite with him but discovered his father really didn't want him, so he helped Chief Tennyson arrest him, which endeared the Chief to the boy. Seeing that his son really was good friends with the paperboy and owing him his life, he managed to adopt him.I am so bad at AUs, late!
Beneath her sweet and forgiving exterior, she has well-honed street brawler skills and has been known to catch men off guard when threatened.