I'm gonna join this.
Name:Mr.Lixor
Species: Glukkon
Age:29 human
Occupation:Mafia capo and racket owner.
Equipment:Suit, Fedora, Cigars, lighter, and valet.
Bio: Mr.lixor owns a small resteraunt called The Sticky Sleech, which is a front
for a narcotics buisness.
Mr. Lixor looked at his wooden clock as the little hand landed in between 10 and 11, and the long one landed on the five. The glukkon looked at his little valet, who wearing a black suit and a black fedora just like the glukkon. Lixor smiled and spat out his cigar as the spark went out.
"Bunchy! Hey bunchy!" The glukkon cried in his raspy, scotch and cigars voice. The slig imediatly responded. "Yes sir?". "Get me a lung buster, and get the car started. We're visiting Don Glock see what's happening you know." Lixor thought that maybe he could get some money for his so called store.
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