Jimmy McIntyre
By: Gunner's Mate

Jimmy McIntyre grew up as a minority in a rough neighborhood. By 15, he had a juvenile rap sheet as long as he was tall. By 17 he was a known stick up kid. At 18, before a judge at the Frank Murphy Hall of Justice, Jimmy was ordered to enlist in the Marines or do time, (thinking the Corp. would straighten him out.). Jimmy served four years with the Marines, doing well enough to be honorably discharged. However, instead of being reformed, Jimmy returned to Southwest Detroit as an extremely disciplined and well trained thug, the most dangerous ganster Detroit's crack trade had ever seen. Jimmy found his niche knocking off crack houses and low level dealers, safe targets from the cops, since the robberies are seldom reported, and as long as no "citizens" get hurt, the DPD is little interested in solving gang murders. Jimmy's only concern is Drug Lords. However, since the one attempt at ambushing Jimmy resulted in twenty dead gangbangers, the Gang Leaders kidnapping, after the shooting of his four pitbulls in his house, three of his cars blown up, with five of his top crew leaders in them, and every member of his family finding an Ace of Spades nailed to their front door, Jimmy is generally left alone. His antics are grudgingly referred to as "The Mac Tax". Jimmy wears body armor under his leather coat. He carries two .40 cal. Glocks in a shoulder rig, two compact .357s in custom holsters on his body armor. In his "loot bag", he has a sawed off 12 gauge street sweeper, and a MAC-11 machine gun. He takes only cash, and is deady if cornered. His only allegience is to himself.