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The famed singer, and pioneer of a new subculture and genre of music, the celebrity star out of Vegas, come to ruin - the 'Liberties' sound, no longer sung so tastefully, from bar to casino, conquering the East with an entourage of followers.
Now,
The creaky old gang leader, of the Genevan set, the 'Rolling 30s' Liberties', from a mere sound of the oppressed, melancholic masses, a sub-culture. To a gang of youths led b some old-timer, well past his better years.
Time does thing to a man, unlike any other force of nature known to man. Besides one thing,
Love.
You don't know what love is - until you know the meaning of the Blues.
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Lou Rainey was born ghetto-bound, in the slums of Philadelphia, his yesteryears conquered by series of bad behavior, a fighter, the kid learned to talk by swinging first, and making points clears, raised by a single mother. He felt he had something to prove, an adoration for being masculine. WANTING to be masculine - not viewed as some feminine, less manly boy, just because a father wasn't there to instruct him on everything one should've.
He found company in the likes of thugs, less reputable people, each thing used to try and mend this behavior by parents and counselors was a failure, signed up or boxing? Fought some of the kids in the locker room for chump change. Put into disciplinary school? More prone to anger. Therapy? Most you got was anger out of him, vented in more physical ways against more kindly folk.
But, it was by his own will and volition, a stroke of luck, and choice - that Lou found purpose as a boy growing into a teen.
He happened on Fletcher Street, cowboys. Concrete, cowboys - see, Philly' had a horse-riding club, and it often showed locals a part of life you wouldn't really see in the city, men and women raising horses, riding them, doing freelance work as the modern equivalent of the textbook and cinematic hero. Cattleman hats, lasso and all.
Lou fell in with them after happening upon them. A random encounter, which found him helping stranded Cowboys not far from the park with a horse, needing calming - here, he found calling, if an agitated man can do anything. It's calm someone, or something else down.
Through this, the man ended up joining them - and for his young and later years, only rose as a prominent member - but, it more importantly calmed the man, being with them, and opened the door to his greatest gig, his best action.
It introduced him to the Blues, to Country, to Jazz.
And through this, the man picked up a guitar and that's all she wrote - he began singing, first for the club, then for family, then for local spots. And soon, he dropped a cover on the internet. It got picked up. And soon the man was in the spotlight. Some city-slicking concrete cowboy, with a guitar, and a dream, was out in Vegas hitting on brand deals. And he got them.
He never forgot his roots though, his mother came with him as he paved his way through Vegas, song after song, on the street, in casinos with bands, bars with friends - his sound developed it's own following. Culture. The all followed a melancholic, romantic tune - and it became known as the sound of oppressed people's, the sound of 'Liberty', his musical genre with more musicians joining to mimic, became 'Liberties', with Latin and Black communities youth's joining as followers, entourage, groupies.
But over a year, the sound became less of a rallying for lovers of music, but more people rallied behind it in gangs, riotous youths. Lou never addressed it but he tried to refrain, but as the founding father of it all, he got sucked in, in New Orleans.
Not much is known besides the man being involved in a series of crime, and gang warfare.
Since the Union took over. He's gone dark, his success not well known, fame abandoned - the man is rumored to have croaked, or something, in reality. He's still out there.
His ballad hasn't ended, merely faded to a new sort of lyric.
Geneva is rocked by his presence.
The Liberties as gangs never died, their sets spread far and wide - you might catch the founder of it all, heading one.
(Space for relations, reply below with a char' name to be added.)
Clark Adams, portrayed by @Omega .
My neighbor, contractor - could do. Man's in the same line of work, we go about it different ways. Might need him - good he lives close.
Jenkin Bard, portrayed by @cookie_devourer1 .
Useful man, one of my first thugs fell in with the crew when we got here - he serves well, means better. Does everything he's asked and then some, prospect for the future of our set.
Clark Adams, portrayed by @Omega .
My neighbor, contractor - could do. Man's in the same line of work, we go about it different ways. Might need him - good he lives close.
Jenkin Bard, portrayed by @cookie_devourer1 .
Useful man, one of my first thugs fell in with the crew when we got here - he serves well, means better. Does everything he's asked and then some, prospect for the future of our set.
The Concrete Cowboy never dies.
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