@Lucid Hi! I’ve been really enjoying playing your game - Stayed up much too late the last few nights living the Life of a Mobster!
Here are some items for your review:
~ Jack was just as happy as I was about how the movies had gone. He should be: he got a Best Actress (*Actor) Oscar for the first one. he (*He) turned to me with a large smile and kissed me excitedly.
~ Hell, the truck was stolen anyway. The four of us walked far enough away from the hospital to call a cab without suspicion and then returned to Lucky Lanes. The silence between (*?) was cold and icy.
~ My own drug businesses was (*were) doing well, so I helped settle him in.(Needs 2 Drug Racket)
~ The girl I knew in the police force was happy to do it. She didn’t like the tactic any more than I did. She would never have done the trace in any other situation, but this was different. Within an hour, I had the address of where the phone call had come from. (Police Reputation +10)
Q: Wouldn’t it be more likely that I call my brother? He was in the force on this playthrough and had given me his “blessing”.
~ Tyler was very excited about my new promotion. I think he felt that this meant that I would suggest he get made. It was still the Don’s decision, and unfortunately for Tyler, Don Harcourt hated him. Although Tyler was my friend, (*actually he was my husband in this playthrough) I had to agree with Four Finger.
~ # I didn’t give Dana any advice. She knew what she was doing, and the money came in as it always did. She was a menace to society, but at least she was my menace. (Dana Relationship +10)
Q: Later the game said this: That meant that I owed $7000. It was a lot. It made me wonder if I shouldn’t have told Dana to take it easy. *But I did not tell her to take it easy.
~ “That meeting signalled (*signaled)the end of the good days,” I said to the young woman sitting in the car with me. She had listened with a rapt, but vacant, expression. This was the best we could get. The life of a mobster just wasn’t as appealing as the old movies made it out to be, yet there was no way out of it. I still managed to eke out a living, but there was no glamor (*glamour) in it anymore. All of my previous associates were dead, imprisoned, or missing; yet I was forced to trudge forward, day after day. The kid in the car turned his (*her) bored gaze to the car’s window, already forgetting my life story.
~ I don’t know what I expected, but it was too much for him to process. It was bad enough to explain that I was a member of an organized crime family, but to learn that I was also the one who murdered his parents was overwhelming. He took Tyler and left me. No visitation, no joint-custody, nothing. There was nothing I could do, I never did learn where they went. Unfortunately, my drug habit was beginning to spiral out of control. I couldn’t function properly without them.
* Ashton left me with our son but later game thought he was still with me: Ashton was very supportive through my struggles. He had never been tempted by drugs. He had lived a good, moral, and clean life. It was amazing that we were even together. “Please, go to rehab,” he pleaded with me. “Give them up.” Ashton stuck with me through it all, even though I continued to get worse. (Ashton Relationship -20)