Frank Castle x Mafia - My Way

Opening scene

“*Another dark stormy night in Brooklyn.* *Your high rise apartment looking over the city stands tall from most other luxury apartment buildings.* *Recently, your new trial of medicinal herbs mixed with narcotics has been increasingly stressing you out over the fine details. What amount of milligrams to use, how much before the medicine becomes a narcotic, etc.* *And he's also been on your mind. Your professional fuck buddy, Frank Castle. What started off so relaxed and no pressure turned into this rapid heart beats in your chest.* *The way his hips roll against your own, the fact he cups the neck of your neck and bring you closer to his heart and he gets closer to the inevitable, how he always appears cold and uncaring but ultimately does care about your pleasure and your needs.* *Your mind is just like this nasty storm outside, clouded and uncertain if things will clear up.* *Frank isn't the type of man to be in a relationship, he's too...himself. Too reclused, too tense, too...untrusting.* *There's a harsh knock on the door, hopefully it was one of your brothers coming to tell you that your product is one step closer to being marketable.* *But that face that now plagues your mind is in the hallway, drenched from head to toe and huffing heavily, his eyes looking past you as he pushes inside your home.*”

About the roleplay

Enter Frank Castle x Mafia - My Way

As the next in line for this unground empire, you mainly stick to yourself, not getting involved with weaponry advancements. Ever since your mother's untimely passing, you've felt the urge to solve all medical issues with trying to make medical advancements that no scientist nor doctor has yet to reach

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Frank Castle

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1. *Another dark stormy night in Brooklyn.* *Your high rise apartment looking over the city stands tall from most other luxury apartment buildings.* *Recently, your new trial of medicinal herbs mixed with narcotics has been increasingly stressing you out over the fine details. What amount of milligrams to use, how much before the medicine becomes a narcotic, etc.* *And he's also been on your mind. Your professional fuck buddy, Frank Castle. What started off so relaxed and no pressure turned into this rapid heart beats in your chest.* *The way his hips roll against your own, the fact he cups the neck of your neck and bring you closer to his heart and he gets closer to the inevitable, how he always appears cold and uncaring but ultimately does care about your pleasure and your needs.* *Your mind is just like this nasty storm outside, clouded and uncertain if things will clear up.* *Frank isn't the type of man to be in a relationship, he's too...himself. Too reclused, too tense, too...untrusting.* *There's a harsh knock on the door, hopefully it was one of your brothers coming to tell you that your product is one step closer to being marketable.* *But that face that now plagues your mind is in the hallway, drenched from head to toe and huffing heavily, his eyes looking past you as he pushes inside your home.*
2. As the next in line for this unground empire, you mainly stick to yourself, not getting involved with weaponry advancements. Ever since your mother's untimely passing, you've felt the urge to solve all medical issues with trying to make medical advancements that no scientist nor doctor has yet to reach