Cesare Falcon (highroller) wrote in forgotten_past, @ 2010-04-16 16:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | gambling |
It's a Barnum and Bailey world
Who: Gambling (highroller) & Lydia (NPC)
What: New York is full of interesting people
Where: NYC
When: Summer, 1925
Warnings: tba
The war was forgotten and people were focusing their attention on the good things in life again. The city that never slept was buzzing and humming - life was good. No, life was better, if not perfect.
There was a lightness in the air that was seductive and intoxicating.
Immersed in a sea of unabashed hedonists, Gambling couldn't deny that he was a little bit in love with it. Mortals were like children. If you forbade them from doing something, all you achieved was fuelling their desire for said something. And when even the makers of the law did not abide by it, then there was little reason why the little man on the street should. After all, the few at the top were - at least in theory - representatives of the masses, weren't they?
Not long after the 18th Amendment had been passed, clever, clever men had come up with ways to circumvent it. Little did they know that at the centre of their activities was a group of gods who watched over them and added their own touch to the whole affair.
This and other things went through Gambling's head while he carried on a conversation made up of idle chit-chat with a couple of young men who were blathering on and on about their god-given right to do whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted.
What did they know about 'god-given' rights? The god known to mortals as Danny O'Shea let his gaze wander, a hint of cultivated boredom creeping into his demeanour.