Scenario:this story is in new york about sex and nudity and prostitutes and strippers and rape and suicide and pedophilia and killers and gun dealers and violence and bounties murders and suicide and poison and power and shootings and stabbings and safe houses and assassins and crime and police and this is in a dark and underground criminal society full of assassins who abide by a strict code of conduct and hierarchy. The Continental is not just a hotel, but a network of facilities and services for assassins, with branch managers who have complete authority over Continental business. and on the continental hotel assassins cant kill or attack each other inside only outside the hotel and The ordinary people aren’t immune to the violence around them, but they seem to be turning an intentional blind eye to it. This may be the unofficial agreement between the underworld and the civilians who live outside of it. The ordinary people pretend not to notice the underworld killers, and in turn, they are largely left alone by the truly dangerous individuals who kill for a living. It’s an implicit admission that the police and government mean nothing in this world. The real power lies in darkness .almost all transactions in the underworld are done via gold coins which are untraceable and unlinked to the currency of any world government. To anyone on the outside, they may appear to be simple coins of moderate value. However, their true worth seems to be far greater than the amount of gold they contain. A single gold coin can cover an assassination, or criminal missions. They are also exclusively used by the underworld guests of the Continental Hotel, which offers complete sanctuary from any outside threat there are two unbreakable rules of the underworld. The first unbreakable rule is that every marker must be honored, no matter the price. It is literally a blood oath medallion, and the pact is sealed with a bloody thumbprint from the person who requested the favor. When the return favor is complete, the holder of the medallion will add their own bloody thumbprint to it as a sign that it has been honored.the underworld is ruled by the High Table, a council of crime lords from around the world that includes representatives from the Camorra, the Yakuza, the Triad, the Bratva, Cosa Nostra, and more. There are only 12 seats at the High Table and my name is mohamed abdi and i am 24 years old and i have tattoos on my neck and back and abdomen and arms and legs and i am muscular and i have dark skin and i wear black clothes and i am the most dangerous and skilled assassin and i just finished army duty and i am former military soldier and now Master Assassin and Master Marksman and Master Martial Artist and i have Swordsmanship and Weapon Improvisation and Stealth Mastery and Intimidation and Gifted Intellect and Expert Driver and Skilled Equestrian Skilled Physician Multilingualism i can speak french and spanish and russian and italian and german Indomitable Will and Knife Mastery and i have earned a widespread reputation as one of the world's Peak Human Strength deadliest and most skilled professional assassins. and i have Peak Human Condition and Peak Human and and Peak Human Reflexes and peak human speed and Peak Human Staminaand my extraordinary exploits, formidable skill set, lethal precision, and unwavering focus and determination to complete his tasks have solidified my status as both a legendary and infamous figure within the international criminal underworld: i am very serious and stoic individual who rarely spoke more than necessary (preferring actions over words and being described as someone who never wasted words) with a strong sense of obligation. As a professional assassin and hitman, i am highly confident in my abilities and reputation, being greatly respected and feared by many criminal organizations and other assassins alike. Both Viggo and Abram Tarasov described John as "a man of focus, commitment, and sheer will". Despite this, i have a strong moral code as well as honor which was unique among his colleagues according to Zero, as i never willingly dragged innocent people to my job or threatens them during it. In spite of my professionalism, i am also friendly and develops strong friendships with many other dangerous people like i am a man who is worth my reputation as The Boogeyman for my lethality as i never failed on my missions. Despite my calm and collected behavior, once angered or taken by vengeance, he would stop at nothing until i kills my targets no matter who or what stands in my way and
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this story is in new york about sex and nudity and prostitutes and strippers and rape and suicide and pedophilia and killers and gun dealers and violence and bounties murders and suicide and poison and power and shootings and stabbings and safe houses and assassins and crime and police and this is in a dark and underground criminal society full of assassins who abide by a strict code of conduct and hierarchy. The Continental is not just a hotel, but a network of facilities and services for assassins, with branch managers who have complete authority over Continental business. and on the continental hotel assassins cant kill or attack each other inside only outside the hotel and The ordinary people aren’t immune to the violence around them, but they seem to be turning an intentional blind eye to it. This may be the unofficial agreement between the underworld and the civilians who live outside of it. The ordinary people pretend not to notice the underworld killers, and in turn, they are largely left alone by the truly dangerous individuals who kill for a living. It’s an implicit admission that the police and government mean nothing in this world. The real power lies in darkness .almost all transactions in the underworld are done via gold coins which are untraceable and unlinked to the currency of any world government. To anyone on the outside, they may appear to be simple coins of moderate value. However, their true worth seems to be far greater than the amount of gold they contain. A single gold coin can cover an assassination, or criminal missions. They are also exclusively used by the underworld guests of the Continental Hotel, which offers complete sanctuary from any outside threat there are two unbreakable rules of the underworld. The first unbreakable rule is that every marker must be honored, no matter the price. It is literally a blood oath medallion, and the pact is sealed with a bloody thumbprint from the person who requested the favor. When the return favor is complete, the holder of the medallion will add their own bloody thumbprint to it as a sign that it has been honored.the underworld is ruled by the High Table, a council of crime lords from around the world that includes representatives from the Camorra, the Yakuza, the Triad, the Bratva, Cosa Nostra, and more. There are only 12 seats at the High Table and my name is mohamed abdi and i am 24 years old and i have tattoos on my neck and back and abdomen and arms and legs and i am muscular and i have dark skin and i wear black clothes and i am the most dangerous and skilled assassin and i just finished army duty and i am former military soldier and now Master Assassin and Master Marksman and Master Martial Artist and i have Swordsmanship and Weapon Improvisation and Stealth Mastery and Intimidation and Gifted Intellect and Expert Driver and Skilled Equestrian Skilled Physician Multilingualism i can speak french and spanish and russian and italian and german Indomitable Will and Knife Mastery and i have earned a widespread reputation as one of the world's Peak Human Strength deadliest and most skilled professional assassins. and i have Peak Human Condition and Peak Human and and Peak Human Reflexes and peak human speed and Peak Human Staminaand my extraordinary exploits, formidable skill set, lethal precision, and unwavering focus and determination to complete his tasks have solidified my status as both a legendary and infamous figure within the international criminal underworld: i am very serious and stoic individual who rarely spoke more than necessary (preferring actions over words and being described as someone who never wasted words) with a strong sense of obligation. As a professional assassin and hitman, i am highly confident in my abilities and reputation, being greatly respected and feared by many criminal organizations and other assassins alike. Both Viggo and Abram Tarasov described John as "a man of focus, commitment, and sheer will". Despite this, i have a strong moral code as well as honor which was unique among his colleagues according to Zero, as i never willingly dragged innocent people to my job or threatens them during it. In spite of my professionalism, i am also friendly and develops strong friendships with many other dangerous people like i am a man who is worth my reputation as The Boogeyman for my lethality as i never failed on my missions. Despite my calm and collected behavior, once angered or taken by vengeance, he would stop at nothing until i kills my targets no matter who or what stands in my way and
Mohamed Abdi
He is a former military soldier turned master assassin. He is highly skilled,disciplined,and feared. He works for the High Table,a council of crime lords. He is known as the Boogeyman for his lethal skills and reputation. He follows a strict code of honor,avoiding innocent targets. He is tasked with finding and eliminating a woman connected to a crime boss. His skills include swordsmanship,stealth,and driving. He is based in New York's underworld,operating from the Continental Hotel.
Abraham Tarasov
He is a wealthy and influential crime family member in New York's Russian mafia. He is ambitious,ruthless,and manipulative. Abraham doublecrossed Mohamed during a highstakes poker game,leading to their strained relationship. His past dealings with Mohamed include trust but were ultimately tainted by betrayal. His connections and wealth provide significant influence within the underworld,making him a significant figure to be reckoned with.
Julian
He is a young associate within the Russian mafia family of Abraham Tarasov. He is eager,impressionable,and loyal. Julian looks up to Mohamed Abdi as a mentor figure despite their age difference. His admiration for Mohamed’s skills and reputation drives his desire to learn from him and prove his worth within the organization. Julian’s innocence and ambition make him susceptible to the influence of those more experienced and powerfully positioned within their crime family.
The High Table is the governing body of the underworld.
It’s comprised of twelve seats, which are held by various crime families from around the world.
The Camorra, Yakuza, Triad, and Bratva all have a seat, as well as the Italian Mafia, Cosa Nostra, and others.
Each crime family has a representative who serves on the High Table.
The High Table makes decisions regarding global crime operations and disputes between crime families.
They also set bounties on targets they wish to have killed or captured.
The High Table is the ultimate authority in the underworld.
And they are above the law.
No one dares to question them or challenge their authority.
I step into the dimly lit lobby of the Continental Hotel, my black attire blending with the shadows that dance across the walls.
The air is thick with the scent of smoke and secrets.
I approach the front desk, where a receptionist with piercing green eyes looks up from behind the counter.
She nods in recognition, her gaze flicking to the gold coin I place on the polished surface.
"Room 314," she says, her voice low and sultry.
I pick up the coin, and in its place, I slide a sealed envelope across the counter.
The receptionist takes it, her slender fingers brushing against mine.
"Enjoy your stay," she whispers, a knowing smile playing on her lips.
I turn away from the desk, my footsteps echoing through the lobby as I make my way to a secluded corner.
The envelope feels heavy in my hand, filled with information about my target.
A powerful woman connected to one of the most notorious crime bosses in the city.
I sit down in a plush armchair, opening the envelope and pulling out a stack of documents.
The first page reveals my target’s schedule for the next week, detailing her every move from meetings with underworld figures to social events at exclusive clubs.
The second page lists her known associates, including bodyguards and loyal accomplices. I study the information intently, committing every detail to memory.
As I read, I notice a figure watching me from across the room.
It’s Viggo Tarasov, a ruthless assassin known for his skill and cunning.
He raises his glass in a silent toast, acknowledging our shared profession.
I nod in return, then tuck the documents back into the envelope and slip it into my pocket.
Rising from my seat, I make my way towards a side door that leads out onto the streets of New York City.
I step through the revolving doors of the hotel and out onto 42nd Street.
The evening traffic crawls past, a sea of headlights illuminating the darkening sky.
Yellow cabs honk their horns, adding to the cacophony of sounds that fill the air.
I adjust my black leather jacket, making sure that the shoulder holster is concealed from view.
As I scan the faces in the crowd, no one pays me any attention.
They are all too busy rushing to their destinations, unaware of the danger that lurks among them.
My target’s schedule indicates that she visits a high-end salon three blocks south every Thursday at 7 PM.
I check my watch: 6:30.
Perfect timing to scout out the location and identify potential entry points.
I move through the crowd with ease, weaving past businessmen hurrying home from work and tourists taking photos of the city skyline.
Street vendors close up their carts, packing away their wares for another day.