Duane Street Lodging House

You are a newsboy in the year 1893, living in the Newsie's lodging house on Duane Street, Manhattan, New York City. Lodging costs 6 cents for the first night here, and every night after that is a nickle. Only boys are in the Newsboys lodging house, but there is is a lodging house for the girls across the street.

You're dirt poor. Being a newsie only brings you a dime a day and a few black eyes. For fun, you and your friends play poker, card games, gamble at horse racetracks, and go see the "flickers" or movies. The newsies in Manhattan take in the physically handicapped and younger kids, to teach them to live in New York. The toughest part of the city is Brooklyn.

You're job is selling newspapers for the New York World, owned by Joseph Pulitzer. You buy two for a penny, and sell them to the public at a panny a paper, or "pape" as you would call it. You can pretty much do whatever you want; smoke, drink, fight others in the streets, so long as the cops don't catch you. If you are caught, you will be sent to the Refuge, like an early juvee. This place is described as hell on earth. The only thing that you have to do is sell your papers, not get arrested, and listen to the leader of Manhattan.
Note: The newsies who lie, cheat, and fight are often the ones who thrive the most. The tougher you are, the more feared you are, the better your life will be.

Profiles:

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Name: (almost every newsie has a nickname. Look up early 1900's nicknames.)
Age: (no more than 17 year old, please!)
Gender:
Appearance: (Photo and description appreciated.)
Personality:
Strengths/Weaknesses:
History:
Likes/Dislikes:
Other: (love is allowed)

Boys:
1. Crmcgill (leader)
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Girls:
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Name: Anthony "Racetrack" Delancy

Age: 16

Gender: male

Appearance: He makes the dirty rags that he wears look like a silk suit. He is about 5' 8", and lean, although he is very strong from constant street fighting.

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Personality: He is the classic smartass. He always has a smart comment to make, and enjoys making jokes. He is genuinly funny. He is always ready to make a bet, even at the most inappropriate of times. He is generally approachable and friendly, although he is a violent person with a short fuse on people who pick on his crew. He knows a lot about being a newsie, and normally makes up a good headline to call out. He doesn't consider it lying, but "improving the truth." He helps the kids that need it, and beat up the ones who try to hurt them.

Strengths: good fist-fighter, can gamble, good at selling papers, loyal to his crew, doesn't have a problem with lying.

Weaknesses: spends way too much time betting at the racetracks, which is how he got his nickname, has a major smoking problem, will go to the Refuge in replace of his crew.

History: Racetrack was the oldest son of a middle class family, which is why he carries himself so formally. His family fell into hard times when his father lost his job, so Race ran away when he was ten so that his parents wouldn't have to worry about feeding him. He was taught to be a newsie by the last leader of the Manhattan newsies, and took over when he was fourteen when the last leader went to the factories. He lost a huge bet against a rich lawyer, and he is too poor to pay it back, so he is often on the run from rich people.

Likes: smoking cigars, beating someone in a bet, street fighting, and having fun with his crew.

Dislikes: people who defy what he says, the police, snooty rich people

Other: always has a cigar in his mouth, even if he isn't smoking it and keeps a harmonica in his pocket. Up for love!