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cardinalmisdirection
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History Addendum: As the 40-2-75 See's It... Aug 19, 2020 23:32:42 GMT -5

Post by cardinalmisdirection on Aug 19, 2020 23:32:42 GMT -5

Me and my man jumpin' out Sedans

Tappin' your jaw, like Sugar Ray did Duran

I, execute like wars in Beirut

Twenty-two inch rims to parachute out the Lex Coupe

The rhythm hit 'em without the venom in 'em

Pin 'em skin 'em with the shit, I pull out the John Lennon

- Da Goodness, Redman

Politically, We are Self Centered-est's
a Pamphlet on Life Game
By: Beckam 'LexVegas' Allmund

So, we really came into our own around the 50's. To be fair, we were coming into our own since the turn of the Century, but it was the half-way mark that pushed us into the big leagues. As the humans got fed up with country bullshit, and empty promises from a government that kept them poor or gave them syphilis, the cities began to fill up. Women wanted jobs, Vets didn't want farms without wheel chair ramps, and minorities were tired of White Americans telling them to eat shit and thank them for it. In 65' what was being jokingly called 'The Rat Race' became the 40-2-75 clique. What was a series of Nests and Gypsies that simply could not stomach the Rural Life when Urban areas were an option, are still a series of Vagabonds and Malcontents that choose the city life over the country. The names have changed, but the rats are always the same. Pragmatists, that want freedom, and are willing to rebel together to insure it.

Our little gang of Rodens, Metis, and Two Leggs are best thought of as a Co-Op. We do a lot for one another, but only because that does a lot for us. See, back when we realized all of "GAIA'S CHOOSEN" were all big ass bloc's of power with not a fuck to spend on anyone else, we realized we had to do for us and ours. So, every Rat Male that doesn't like being treated like Jim Crowe and every female that doesn't want to be a Madison County Housewife at 12, you an immigrant with that Plague Struggle? You better get hip to working with the clique. Else you better learn to love Trailers full of Meth'd up Incest, or Militant Rape Dungeons... If that don't sound good, then you know what you got in common. Those few find Gaia's plan leads to us, and we (on behalf of Rat) find a WAY for them. So now that you know the stakes, lets talk today.

The clique is a series of City Bound Nests that flank the I - 40, the I -75, and Bluegrass Parkway. We do some of that Three Musketeer Shit, when needed, but mostly we rep our nests, or cities, and our personal swag. It is not for you to understand why I love my shit, just as long as we are willing to fight for it together. Currently, we call a pair of Metis our 'King and Queen' but it would be better to think of them as THE CEO and COO and resident chairs of a board of directors. You, my carpetbagging friend, are the newest junior executive of an army. An army with "Hegemony Clay" and "Dilemma Boone" wearing the Generals Hat. That leaves you as an investor and soldier of the Clique. You work for your city, or you work for your nest, or you work for you. AS LONG AS... you... WORK... here. That work, it gets you the joy of a deep, deep set that shows when called (on credit of course). Sure, you gotta buy in before you withdraw, but let's be real... you would do the same.

Our Duo of Leaders run their set out of Frankfort, completely off limits to us and everyone else that likes having fingers and toes. However, their officers make the rounds to each city, collecting their tithe, and solving problems like a Corleone during Disney princess wedding season. This might sound like a racket, and honestly, it kinda is. However, the Twins of State are pretty benevolent when it comes to handling matters for their people. So far, my set in Lex is pretty happy, and my understanding is the NashVaudVilles and LouiseVettons are like pigs in a Spa with the pair. Not to sell it too hard, but when I needed a Bolt Hole built from the North Side to Palomar... It was done without me knowin' or asking twice. I heard the Covet'ting River Rats had a state senator disappeared. Just saying. So what about those that withdraw too much, and pay back too little? There ain't too many of that sort left. Those that need some education get that. Usually, some of the twins most trusted roll in and help consult on how to do, what you do, in the right way. See, you even get professional development.

Now you maybe ask'n yourself, 'Why does this sound so good?". The answer is simple, "You are overlook'n the work.". See, we build our nest and our clique, and we don't let others stop that. You got some racist ass cop leaning on your people? We put him and his family in the ground. You got some bankers or banger greifing your fam? Then we off their mistress, bury them alive, record the screaming, steal their check book, re write their will... whatever needs to be done. You WILL step up, and you WILL work. See, we are building an empire, and soon, it won't be 7 lil hills, it will be Egypt to Britain, you dig? If that ain't for you, then you should move the hell on, and forget we met. In any case, you have no where to go, if your any type of Rat. Be a hillbilly womb, a doped up porn extra, die a Forgotten Metis cause your parents didn't care where their Smash happened... or stand on your own two feet with the Phalanx. Sure, we gotta do some rough shit, and be some rough necks, but what you reap is freedom. Fuck Peace, I want my Piece, and I want it now.

Last Edit: Aug 20, 2020 3:47:21 GMT -5 by cardinalmisdirection

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History Addendum: As the 40-2-75 See's It... Aug 20, 2020 4:42:32 GMT -5

Post by cardinalmisdirection on Aug 20, 2020 4:42:32 GMT -5

OOC for the Player's Benefit

The 40-2-75 Nest/Clique is an Organized Crime Family. Do not EVER forget that fact. [Period. Stop. End of Thought.]

They get framed otherwise, and depending on the Nest or City you call home, the flavor can be different. However, the fact is, what the fact is. Each city pays for membership, and each member is only as good as what they bring in. Sure, the PSYCHOPATHIC Metis that are currently running things seem to be rather benevolent, however they are the SOLE reason the nest has become so blood thirsty (and sadly, profitable) in the last 10 years. Hegemony Clay and Dilemma Boone are two of the single most violent shifters Gaia has every put her stamp on, and that includes the BSD being in the running. So that being settled, where are we?

If you are an Urban Rat, not under the protection of the Payne County Pryde, or Them Heathens from Jackson, then you are under control of the Clique. It doesn't matter if you agree or not. You are just an outsider that didn't know, and therefore, you will be given some time to catch up, and a few aggs worth of education. Somewhere between the silk glove and the white hot anvil, there is the day to day life of the 40 - 2 - 75. Each Rat has a hustle, and 25% of that hustle belongs to the Twins of State. Now, for those that make a good amount this comes with some MAJOR benefits. The Clique has a dedicated UNIVERSITY of violence that teaches and demonstrates how to make problems go away or change their minds. There are Mystics that will fix/kill spirits, there are Knife Skulkers that are available to find ways around problems, and their are Warriors ready to find a way through obstacles. IF it is worth the Cliques time. If you aren't earning, no one wins. If the clique is not winning, something has to change.

It is only in the last Decade that this nest has gone from being a shelter for a collective of dissatisfied Ratkin, to an active and militant group of adversity gifted individuals. This is the wave of the future. This is how those that were denied everything, are going to achieve greatness. The Twins do not want to stop until they are stopped, and so the claims to Empire Building are not understated. There are even rumors that the Twins have started small training camps to sharpen up on how to kill other shifters. Let's not overlook their open invite to anyone willing to MAKE a KIN that can get a job anywhere they want that kin to work. The Clique isn't done evolving, it is slowly growing from criminal to terrorist. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Is This the Nest For You?

If you want to play a member of an unstable and high stakes cell of Ratkin... and are not interested in Psychedelic Experiences; if you get wet from that 'down to earth' violence... then welcome home. It is all about territory, profit, manipulations, and selling that lifestyle. Ride high and die young. That is what this nest is all about. Do you want to play the most dangerous game? Do you want to plot the demise of NPC's and PC alike? Do you want to 'Get Rich or Die Trying?" Then your prayers are answered here, at the altar of the 40-2-75.

You could also just want to play an Urban Dweller that can't stomach the other Nests, but has to find a way to make it work under the Unchecked Capitalism of Violent Criminal Enterprises. Then you are, also, in the right place. Building ally's while paying the devil is a way of life for many rats that just don't find wide spread breeding and assimilation appealing (as rare as they are.).

Do you wanna play a corrupt cop that takes minors on vacations to the Alabama Coast? Do you wanna play a SWAT officer that hates minorities and how their wife likes them? Do you wanna play a Minister that is also a Grand Cyclops? How about a gangbanger that has turned his neighborhood into an ossuary? This is the place for you. All you have to understand is that if you can weaponize and monetize hate; if you can turn humanity into a profitable pyramid scheme; if you can transmute hope/belief into revenue, then this is the Nest for you.

Nest Rules:

ALL 40-2-75 Rats MUST start play with 1 point of Mentor's Background that they can only use after achieving Fostern.
However, they will roll that mentor every month to see if they roll a 1 - 3 and are obligated to repay that mentor.
Each Rank they gain, they gain another dot of Mentor.
At Fostern, A Rat can begin using this Mentor as Normal.

If a Member of 40-2-75 rolls a Resources, Contacts, Allies, or Status; on the roll of a 1, they will owe the Twins of State.
This protects them from the normal effects of a 1 on the Above Background Rolls, however that 'botch' will equal owing the Nest.
This can be done, until a '1' is rolled, and then the 'favor' is considered spent.
Each rank achieved, the Ratkin gains one more roll that is protected/owed to the Twins of State.

(EXAMPLE: CardinalMisdirection is a 3rd rank Tunnel Runner. He rolls contacts once and rolls a single suxx and a single 1. He passes the roll, and owes the twins. He later rolls Allies and gets one suxx, and rolls two 1's. He ignores those 1's, succeeds on the roll, but now owes the Twins 3 favors. He still has one roll that he can ignore 1's on.)

Every Member of the 40-2-75 Nest can use their rank as if it is Pure Breed (in addition to being higher rank) when dealing with other members of 40-2-75 (including NPC's and Downtimes).

Last Edit: Aug 20, 2020 7:09:52 GMT -5 by cardinalmisdirection

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History Addendum: As the 40-2-75 See's It... Aug 20, 2020 8:07:27 GMT -5

Post by cardinalmisdirection on Aug 20, 2020 8:07:27 GMT -5

The Twins of State

Dilemma Boone & Hegemony Clay

King and Queen of 40-2-75

If a panic attack had the charisma of Ted Bundy, and the foresight of Nostradamus... you would get the Twins of State. It doesn't matter if the pair are demanding vision boards in exchange for assassinations, or requesting their lieutenants to dress as characters in Macbeth, the pair are usually pretty terrifying. As the leaders of the 40-2-75 nest/clique, they are two of the most deadly critters scurrying around Kentucky. Hell, rumors swirl around the two unchecked, by themselves or anyone else in the know.

Born to different parents in different years, the twins claim to have found themselves after death. They apparently were both metis children in a past life that were killed by ashamed parents. As the story goes, in their new twisted bodies, they connected with their old memories through the blood and found one another across the breadth of Kentucky. Sure that sounds stupid, but mythology sounds stupid, and is deadly if ignored.

To emphasize, let me share a story: The Pair own a nice place in Frankfort, and have a large family that lives there. The Twins don't live there, but the family does, and they carry out their lives like Survivor: Soviet Gulag. The Twins watch them around the clock, dropping in items and giving directives to see how it changes things within their little, happy home. Apparently, they went so far as to get the adults jobs, and the kids into schools. None of the family are related, and even though there are 9 of them, the 'family' has never run nor let the outside world know what is happening. The oldest daughter goes to college next year, after she joined the family at age 7. She is a full honors graduate, scholarship recipient, and has eaten two of her classmates. Let's just let that sink in.

They want to become the Romulus and Remus for a Rat Nation. Their take on what makes a Nest is something akin to a progressive crime family. Their take on politics is something like the CIA in 1900's South America, if the soft-hearted ones were thrown out. Their Ambition is like the space race, with playful nukes thrown in for fun. If they didn't get results... they would be a joke. This is THE mistake the Humans are making, BTW. Despite numerous informants and stool pigeons (shame on you), no human agency has bought into the idea that a pair of not twin, urban legends could be behind the numerous unsolved cases they are investigating.

Currently, any Rat in the 40-2-75 clique is lucky to be invited to Frankfort to meet with them. There is a seasonal BBQ that many would (and have) killed to attend. There are also the Universities that are held in the old Frankfort Armory. Each a supposed master class in assassination that would make a Horsed-Up Muslim Cum. For a new Rat that want's to make a name outside of the freaks in Jackson, or the Breeding Pit out West... well, you better get to obsessing, studying, and proving yourself.

Dilemma is said to be a freakishly tall blond albiono that comes in around 6 ft 10, and Hegemony is a smooth looking young man with pitch black eyes and two rows of teeth in a human mouth. While the two are not always together, they tend to be hip and hip when carrying out professional actions. Of late, they seem to have invested in their 'Think Tanks'. An initiative that attempts to discern the most effective methods of manipulating and killing other Fera. Apparently, their stated goal is to "Forget more about killing asshole shifters than the wyrm ever knew.". Who is to say if this is yet another rumor, or if the right Ratkin could work their way up and discover the truth.

Last Edit: Aug 20, 2020 8:59:42 GMT -5 by cardinalmisdirection