(NOTE: This thread is open to anyone who would like to read it, but please don't post unless you are a "cast member." It is the aftermath of the "Coldstone Saga" role-playing tale that has just wrapped here in the RPG Forum. Be sure to read up on previous threads (Chapters 1-9) if you haven't yet!
For those interested in being a part of Coldstone, be sure to sign up for "Coldstone 2" which will be kicking off real soon!)
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Epilogue
(ATTN: ALL PLAYERS)
Three weeks later...
Tucked away in the back of the crowded courtroom was a grim-faced Othello Redman. Seated a few rows in front was the idly twitchy Paulie DiVialoso.
"Mr. Carvaggio, do you understand this verdict?" The judge looks to the somber defendant.
"Yes, your honor," he replies respectfully, but without shame.
"Then you are hereby immediately remanded to custody of Granite Hill Penitentury for a term of no less than 60 years. Baliff..."
The crowd burst into a roaring mass of chatter as the handcuffed Roman Carvaggio was led away. Paulie and Othello mingled into the crowd, blending enough to make it to the marble stairs outside. The two were casually joined by Frank Tobiasi, snuffing out a cigarette and joining their side atop the staircase.
They watched as Roman defiantly kept his chin level, refusing to play the part of "guilty thug" that the media spat at him. Flashbulbs and microphones passed, as he boarded the transport slowly.
He looked back, pausing until he caught a glimpse of his inner circle in the distance. A final nod saw him off, as the doors were latched shut, and an armed officer patted the truck roughly. Othello, Frank and Paulie stood in reverence as the man who single-handedly took the "rap" for the remnant of his "family" was hauled off like some kind of street trash. It was sickening... though his willingness to take the fall for everyone brought some kind of tragic poetry to the triubnal.
Meanwhile, across town at Coldstone Memorial, Virgil Abrizza kept determined watch over the immobile Dino Morinelli. Dino was stabilized, but hadn't been awake since that fateful night.
Virgil finally began a surrender to sleep, when movement shot him straight up in his chair. Dino took in the room with eyes wide open, and was no doubt a bit hazy as to what had just happened.
Abrizza relayed the details to his friend, releived almost to ears to see Dino upright and talking. The two watched the conlcusion of a news report from a television that had been wheeled into the room. Roman was indeed, gone for good. Off to lockup.
These five men had been united in the fires of Coldstone, and each had vowed quietly to honor Roman's sacrifice. Yet each also longed to break their vow, and blast their way into Granite Hill to claim their friend.
Where would they go from here? It seemed uncertain. Would Othello settle down, set his guns aside? What of Paulie? Surely there would be work for a "cleaner" in Grave's "clean" town. Dino was thankful to be alive, and would soon be back on his feet. Virgil was likewise happy to have survived, and the two tossed around ideas for the future. As for Frank, the burden of family operations would likely fall to him... set up in a new location--a large office marked by a perfectly polished katana hanging overhead.
(PLAYERS: Please post ONE TOTAL reply. Include whatever conversation items, promises, suggestions your character is going to offer, as well as a final word about where he goes next. Once we have six total player posts, this thread, and Coldstone are completely finished. Thanks a TON for all your work! Look forward to seeing everyone in CS2!!!)
For those interested in being a part of Coldstone, be sure to sign up for "Coldstone 2" which will be kicking off real soon!)
********************
Epilogue
(ATTN: ALL PLAYERS)
Three weeks later...
Tucked away in the back of the crowded courtroom was a grim-faced Othello Redman. Seated a few rows in front was the idly twitchy Paulie DiVialoso.
"Mr. Carvaggio, do you understand this verdict?" The judge looks to the somber defendant.
"Yes, your honor," he replies respectfully, but without shame.
"Then you are hereby immediately remanded to custody of Granite Hill Penitentury for a term of no less than 60 years. Baliff..."
The crowd burst into a roaring mass of chatter as the handcuffed Roman Carvaggio was led away. Paulie and Othello mingled into the crowd, blending enough to make it to the marble stairs outside. The two were casually joined by Frank Tobiasi, snuffing out a cigarette and joining their side atop the staircase.
They watched as Roman defiantly kept his chin level, refusing to play the part of "guilty thug" that the media spat at him. Flashbulbs and microphones passed, as he boarded the transport slowly.
He looked back, pausing until he caught a glimpse of his inner circle in the distance. A final nod saw him off, as the doors were latched shut, and an armed officer patted the truck roughly. Othello, Frank and Paulie stood in reverence as the man who single-handedly took the "rap" for the remnant of his "family" was hauled off like some kind of street trash. It was sickening... though his willingness to take the fall for everyone brought some kind of tragic poetry to the triubnal.
Meanwhile, across town at Coldstone Memorial, Virgil Abrizza kept determined watch over the immobile Dino Morinelli. Dino was stabilized, but hadn't been awake since that fateful night.
Virgil finally began a surrender to sleep, when movement shot him straight up in his chair. Dino took in the room with eyes wide open, and was no doubt a bit hazy as to what had just happened.
Abrizza relayed the details to his friend, releived almost to ears to see Dino upright and talking. The two watched the conlcusion of a news report from a television that had been wheeled into the room. Roman was indeed, gone for good. Off to lockup.
These five men had been united in the fires of Coldstone, and each had vowed quietly to honor Roman's sacrifice. Yet each also longed to break their vow, and blast their way into Granite Hill to claim their friend.
Where would they go from here? It seemed uncertain. Would Othello settle down, set his guns aside? What of Paulie? Surely there would be work for a "cleaner" in Grave's "clean" town. Dino was thankful to be alive, and would soon be back on his feet. Virgil was likewise happy to have survived, and the two tossed around ideas for the future. As for Frank, the burden of family operations would likely fall to him... set up in a new location--a large office marked by a perfectly polished katana hanging overhead.
(PLAYERS: Please post ONE TOTAL reply. Include whatever conversation items, promises, suggestions your character is going to offer, as well as a final word about where he goes next. Once we have six total player posts, this thread, and Coldstone are completely finished. Thanks a TON for all your work! Look forward to seeing everyone in CS2!!!)
