Dieselpunk + Steampunk Culture
Southside (aka Coal Town)
Coal Town is home to working class neighborhoods with upper-middle class homes all the way down to the tenements of the working poor. The street gangs of the south side are the proving grounds of the future members of Titans organized crime families.
Main Locations
- Calloway's Dance Hall - An open-floored building in a rough neighborhood specializing in local Jazz and Jump Blues acts. Calloway's is cheap entertainment for the working class and has been at the center of more then one explosive gang war.
- Titan City Home for Boys - An institution for troubled juveniles.
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The Butcher's Block - SCENE 1
Coal Town • June 11, 1931 • 7:00pm[Sergeant]
After shaking hands with Mr. Adler and tipping his hat to Ms. Adler, he turned and locked his door. The heavy bolt cranked into to place with a satisfying weight.
Sergeant turned and looked out onto the narrow alley that his flat let out onto, the Adlers moving slowly away. They had come to ask his help, but it was a old story. Their eldest daughter, too pretty to be content among the working class, had been duped by a local loan shark and leg breaker by the name of Toothpick Billy. Billy worked for the Russo clan, which meant there could be trouble, but he was low on the playlist.
From what Sergeant knew Billy travel with two gorillas, the Jackson Twins big, strong, and dumb, the kinda men Billy needed. Billy was a different animal; lean and hungry looking, like a jackal two days from starving, but he had a good looking face and could spin a yarn that had the girls fluttering eyelashes.
The Adlers had come with an apple pie, a service rifle, some shells, a split lip, and broken arm. He didn't know what moved him more, Ms. Adler trying to hide the fissure on her mouth, or the slung arm of Mr. Adler. These were tough times an injured man was not a working man, a non working man was a starving family. The Adlers had stood up to Billy and he had shown them how gracious he was, now they had come to Sergeant.
Taking his steps down the muddied lane Sergeant's mind return to another muddy place, a place of mud and blood, a place he had lost many brothers, a place that had cursed him. Tonight though he was gonna need that curse, tonight would be a night when more blood was to be mixed with the mud.
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The Butcher's Block - SCENE 2
Parking Lot of Calloway's Dance Hall • June 11, 1931 • 9:53pm[Sergeant]
He found Billy's car easy enough, while some of those is Coal Town may have a automobile, few would have a new and clean one. Fewer still would have one with a shotgun and Tommy gun on the floorboards.
The night's drizzle was building and with it came the sound of closing thunder. He checked his Webleys, made sure they were clean, oiled, and ready for they would be taking lives tonight. From a large inside pocket he removed an old gas mask and donned it. Then he hid, but is was not the hiding of a mugger or theft, no his skill was not use to avoid the eyes of marks or police, his skilled was honed in trenches and forest where to be caught was not to be arrested but killed.
The rain fell in sheets, the sky was split with white fire, and the windows rattled with every crack from the heavens. As expected one twin lead the way from Calloway's, the other followed. Between them Billy, gnawing on his toothpick face flushed with illegal spirits.
Sergeant waited til they reached the rear of their car, then with a thunderous roar echoed in the sky his two revolvers sang. The Twins went down with a sick thud of dead flesh meeting unyielding ground.
Both barrels seeming like the gates to hell he imagined, Sergeant held Billy's attention. "I do not like repeating myself. You would not like me to repeat myself. Where is the girl Billy?"
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The Butcher's Block - SCENE 2
Parking Lot of Calloway's Dance Hall • June 11, 1931 • 9:53pm[Toothpick Billy]
"Whoa. Whoa! Jesus!"
Billy's hands slowly raise, showing he's not armed.
"Just a minute, friend. What girl? What are you talking about? I don't know you."
Across the muddy lot, a sliver of light breaks from behind the steel door of Calloway's. At this pace, things are going to get a little crowded soon.
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The Butcher's Block - SCENE 2
Parking Lot of Calloway's Dance Hall • June 11, 1931 • 9:54pm[Sergeant]
Sergeant moves closer keeping his back to any witnesses and hiding his guns, his voice growing into a growl.
"Hands down Billy. The Adler girl where is she? My fingers are itching so I would advise you to be quick."
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The Butcher's Block - SCENE 2
Parking Lot of Calloway's Dance Hall • June 11, 1931 • 9:54pm[Toothpick Billy]
"Adler?," Billy shouted over the rain, taking a few steps towards his car. "If that's all you wanted, you could have asked. They're not worth all this trouble. Hop in, and I'll take you to see her."
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The Butcher's Block - SCENE 2
Parking Lot of Calloway's Dance Hall • June 11, 1931 • 9:54pm[Sergeant]
"I wouldn't advise it Billy I rigged the car to blow incase your men were faster than me just tell me where she is at and I will be on my way."
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The Butcher's Block - SCENE 2
Parking Lot of Calloway's Dance Hall • June 11, 1931 • 9:55pm[Toothpick Billy]
"She's down by the docks, but you'll never find her without my help. So, take the firecrackers off my ride, or get ready for a long walk. Your choice, soldier."
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The Butcher's Block - SCENE 2
Parking Lot of Calloway's Dance Hall • June 11, 1931 • 9:55pm[Sergeant]
"I told you I do not like repeating myself"
With callous precision Sergeant removes Billy's left kneecap
"If you want to ever walk again, answer me."
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The Butcher's Block - SCENE 2
Parking Lot of Calloway's Dance Hall • June 11, 1931 • 9:55pm[Sergeant]
This was a good news bad news situation.
On the good, he had sources down at the docks that could help him, the ole Tunnel Rat. Nothing happened around the docks he didn't know about, but he always demanded payment. On the bad, only one reason to take a girl like the young Adler to the docks, the Auction block.
Billy had or was going to sell her into the flesh trade. Atleast that meant he wasn't working under the umbrella of the Russo clan. Two things the Russos never touched, drugs and flesh peddling. That meant either Billy was solo which would makes things very easy, he was working with the Malatestas which make it very expensive, or the Suey Sing which meant it could get very ugly.
The Malatestas were the opposite of the Russo, they dealt heavily in the moving of drugs and flesh, normally young pretty girls who they would hop up on morphine, but they could be dealt with easy; couple of franklins and the girl would be free.
The Suey Sing filled orders whiched meant that if Billy was dealing with them then the girl was already marked for shipment and for all their violence and foreign culture the Tong were honorable if they took an order they would fill it. Now all Sergeant needed to know was which faction.
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The Butcher's Block - SCENE 2
Parking Lot of Calloway's Dance Hall • June 11, 1931 • 9:55pm[Toothpick Billy]
"Ahhh! Jesus Mary Christ! My leg!"
Billy falls into the mud, whatever strings holding him up tonight had been cut.
Clutching his leg, he begins to scream like a wounded dog.
"Help! This guy's trying to kill me!"
A peel of thunder rolls off the night, making room for the incoming storm.
From the direction of the dance hall, a tall man in a white dinner coat comes running. He's holding his collar up against the slicing rain and scanning the parking lot for the source of the yelling.
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The Butcher's Block - SCENE 2
Parking Lot of Calloway's Dance Hall • June 11, 1931 • 9:56pm[Sergeant]
"Billy, I never try to kill anyone."
Casually he places a bullet into each of Billy's eye, then ducks down an alley sliding into the storm drain.
"Billy if I mean to kill someone they die."
Feet splashing in the run off he makes his way towards the docks, his mind slipping back to the first time he met Ambrose Russo and his sister Durabella. The war was still thick, the Russos where gun smugglers and black marketers for resistance fighters. Ambrose was the bear, no that doesn't do him justice if you were to put a bear and Ambrose in a cage together pity the bear. Durabella was a raven haired valkyrie in the trenches. They had a younger brother Antonio but he wasn't as sturdy as his siblings, he died beneath the gentle touch of too many morphine needles.
Sergeant had met the Russos when he was cut off from his regiment after the Austrian-Hungry push into Italy. Together his squad and their crew made sure that every mile the Centrals moved forward cost them dearly. He took a bullet for Durabella on the bank of the Piave River, nothing serious some cracked ribs and blood loss.
That night they were in the home of Russo's cousins, his wound was cleaned, sewn, and dressed. He was given hot water to wash with and clean clothes. As he rested in the spare room, the sound of distant shelling and fighting she had come to him, they made love that night to the music of war. When he woke she was gone, leaving only her scent and a small pinky ring with her family's crest on it.
Running through the tunnels he reached up and felt the ring through his shirt. Sergeant shook his head, this was not the time for day dreams and memories. He ran forward towards the docks.
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Crumbling Memories - SCENE 1
Coal Town • June 12, 1931 • Early Morning[Josh Leets]
Josh yawned and stretched as he stepped off the bus, cracking out his back as he finally stepped out of the cramped cab. Picking up his duffel bag and web harness Josh turned to get his barings and headed toward the Titan City Home for Boys, one of the few people coming off the bus that seemed to know where they going.
Looking up at the wrought iron gate and imposing sign of the orphanage Josh took a deep breath, stilling rattled nerves as he fought down the reflexive feeling of being in trouble. Walking up the steps he knocked on the door, taking the moment to pull out a battered and well travelled letter describing the need for aid as a repairman and male role model.
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