[CHAR] It's a Family Business [Modern Mafia RP]

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Lucrezia Isabell Esperanza Cardona-Valdes

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Back to the basics

Name
Lucrezia Isabell Esperanza Cardona-Valdes

What I go by
Luz

Age
25

Gender
Female

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Birth Date:
December 8

Title
I’m the daughter of the Boss, loyal and faithful to Bustamantes

The Reflection in the Mirror

Height
5'10

Weight
142

Eye Color
Blue

Hair Color
Black

Ethnicity
Half-Brazilian Half-Spaniard

Physical Appearance
A vision of pure loveliness, at least she would be if she didn’t look so wicked. Her piercing blue eyes, sits charmingly on her diamond-shaped face. She is cursed with long, curly and thick, jet-black hair which must always seek professional help tame. Tall with a lithe body and a sweet smile, though it's never true. Her cupid's bow, naturally pink coral-colored lips and flawless sun-kissed skin make her glow. Her make up is always light and neutral.
Attire
She not into loud, faddish trends. In fashion world is she known to be a Classic. She enjoys wearing simple, clean, and traditional pieces of the fashion world. She dresses conservatively than other women her age. Her wardrobe consists of only of neutrals; such as black, gray, navy blue and beige. Clean, straight lines dominates her closet. She also favor garments with a soft draping and tops, jackets and dresses with a nipped waist. She prefers to keep her outfit simple, timeless and business-like.

Weaponry & Skills

Standard Weapon
None.

Skills
The new luxurious and decadent life of hers also gave birth to her very own signature: poisoning, as chemistry major; her brewing abilities were unspoken of. Going hand by hand with it, she mixed her own poison with perfume, creating a substance capable of paralyzing its victim in twenty seconds flat but not before turning them pinkish, leaving a heavy scent of roses leaving their mouths like vapor.
Strengths
- Fluent in multiple language; Spanish, English, French, Portuguese, and Italian.
- Her knowledge of chemistry.
- Ability to prioritize, planning skills, well-organized, multitasking and assuming responsibilities and duties.

Weaknesses
A egotistical and fearless woman, these will be the death of her if she continues her ways.

Things I waste my Time With

Hobbies
Experimenting, at her private laboratory at home.

Likes
- Coffee and Junk Food

Dislike
- Her parents; mostly, her mother.
- Anything to do with her father's business.
- Idiots, her father hires to look after her.

What I’m Really Like
Lucrezia is intimidating, cold and fearless, which is something most mobsters knows perfectly. She has a special case of self adoration, thinking of herself as a Goddess or untouchable person. If there is anything Lucrezia wants, there’s nothing she won’t do to get it. Her wit and intelligence is also something she controls. Lucrezia is someone who needs to have full control over something. If she doesn’t, things will go wrong. She has always had a very business ethic sort of view point, choosing to believe that the best possible option is usually the one that involves the most money. Greed does not motivate her but she has been aware it is the only thing that speaks louder than violence.

All About My Past
This is the tale of the grimmest believer in NYC, daughter of criminal and wife to chaos, she's been through life with light steps and spiteful thoughts, yet this troubled ethereal being could be something the Boss won't be for too long, something Lucrezia rejects with every fiber of her being: a queen.

When she was three her father had told her she came to him in the form of a dream, sweetest vanilla tasting reverie a man had ever witnessed, a source of hope. Shuddering in discomfort, she faked a smile, as the million times she had been told I love you by relatives, pretenders and a fistful of overly-attached lady friends whom got too comfortable, too soon. Why can’t I feel it, momma? She whimpered at age thirteen after she had smashed the glass chocolate box her boyfriend had given her for Valentine’s, shortly after breaking up with him. Lucrezia was meant to represent the prime pillar, but the sense of belonging was lacking and she refused to give into indulgence. Did she really have to deal with the idealization of being a hollow dream?

The beautiful country of España; the endless beaches, waves, glorious houses, and best of all, money. Growing up in one of the most lavish houses in Barcelona left young Lucrezia to live out the childhood most children only dreamt of. There were three stories to the Cardona's three story colonial home and two thousand acres of land with grazing horses, sheep, and chickens. The Cardonas were beyond rich. Her parents happened to be mobsters affiliated to the Spanish mafia, second most powerful criminal organization of the city and perhaps the whole country, at age thirteen the princess had known of everything mafia related and Lucrezia shone with raw talent when it came to it.

Yet, loneliness consumed her, as she has learned, is hardly a bitter companion once you’ve chosen your own fate, rolled the dice with a higher power; if you will. Lucrezia has never been too keen of those glorified forms of affection being physical or emotional, far from making her soul quiver in rapid passionate flames, it’s barely even a fuzzy, tingly sensation that fades before her sense of realism and the consequences hauled by romanticism. Her mother used to compare her to her father’s side grandmother – who she hated, profusely so – due her indolence, vanity, apathy and parsimonious responses to favors and responsibilities. She was her father’s little princess, far more worshiped than her mother, whatever fault she committed would be not just excused but praised, because she was his very definition of perfection; perhaps since Lucrezia’s aunt had been the same thing to her grandfather, and he did try with all of his mortality, to mirror his fallen father’s persona. The Cardona princess had learned to read and write using her grandmother's medicine books at the age of three, every line drawn by her hand would be exquisite and her wit was sharp as it was venomous; termagant adoration of her father, conceited and by all awful means, a perfect liar. Lucrezia was disliked by many, her beauty and talents did not seem to hide her rather sociopath ways, sarcasm was her mother language and in case she hadn’t been clear enough she would insult you in five different languages, just to toy with you a bit, you could be turned into her chew-toy and she would be clever enough to make herself look guiltless once the bill was cut, part of her charm was clearly accredited to her unreliable personality… Because if there was anything more exciting than seeing her sweep in, was daydreaming about her being your own.

Her mother had been her worst enemy, given that her attitude was so alike to her grandmother’s and that woman had caused quite some damage in the past. Aurora had to see Lucrezia turning into the same nonchalant virago, the fighting increased as she blossomed into a woman – top of her class, with numerous studying opportunities out of country – who sought independence, to Lucrezia staying in Spain was the equivalent of having a slow, tortuous death notwithstanding she had stayed long enough to somewhat please her. Sigh no more, daddy had given her a brand new apartment in America(after enough "consideration") fully equipped for her to rejoice in her liberty, if not libertinage. Even still, she never glanced back and she made sure of changing her number as soon as she drove off into the icy dusk; she had gotten what she wanted from them. College came quickly and with a degree in chemistry, Lucrezia was able to get a job as a intern at JOVE Research. The world, it had to kneel before her as though she was a goddess from the Olympus, luckily this attitude got her ahead in multiple occasions and it would all start with her reciprocating whatever sweetness was sent her way, yet she would never extend a helping hand, whatever switch made people love each other, die for the other, was not added to her when she was built. At age twenty-one, the life of the prestigious heiress to an empire of spanish origins knew her time of independence has come to an end when she stood face to face to the man CEO of Cardona Enterprises. The self-made man made his way into this damned town as vultures, circling above waiting for the perfect moment to dive in and tear to shreds and grab whatever wealth they can stumble across.

Bruno Valdes, an art curator, Latin American history connoisseur and wise investor it was expected for him to hold and nurture privilege, honor and accomplishments in his lineage, was to marry Lucrezia by convenience alone. The rebellious child kicked in and walk away from the compromise by her efforts were futile, and the results were merely staled. The man was twenty years her senior, and was all too bland for her taste. In three occasions she tried to run away – the last being at her wedding – but her mother, Bruno’s sister Katya and her father's loyal servant Alejandro Lleida made it impossible. A devious plan started itself for Lucrezia and that was she was not capable of living a lie.

During the honeymoon, a skiing accident at the Swiss Alps, Bruno Valdes suffered a brain injury that would leave him in a comatose state, which would only end with his death. As his wife and only beneficiary Lucrezia inherited his millions, along with the townhouse located in the Upper West Side.

Lucrezia, is another name that slips from lips like poetry in ravishing urge or boiling hatred depending on the transmitter. To many she is just another socialite in the scene, just a facade she keeps from people from discovering the truth.
My Blood
(working on it)
Relationships
Bruno Valdes, ex-husband

Other/Theme Song

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Alejandro Lleida

Alejandro Lleida

"Tu pones la pasion, yo pongo el tequila" - Wisin Yandel

Back to the Basics

Name
Alejandro Lleida

What I go by
Jey, Ales, As de Oros

Age
26

Gender
Male

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Birth Date
08.08.1989

Title
Jey is an Enforcer, loyal and faithful to the Bustamantes

The Reflection in the Mirror

Height
1,82m

Weight
84kg

Eye Color
Brown

Hair Color
Black

Ethnicity
Half Caucasian, Half Latino

Physical Appearance
Alejandro is a good-looking man and he knows it. His hair is dark and medium long, it can be either styled sophistically or a wild mess, depending on the job he is out to do. He likes to grow a bit of a beard, as he thinks it makes him look older. Alejandro has a love-hate relationship with ear piercings, sometimes he will wear one for a few weeks, then stop doing it, only to repeat the cycle a few days later. His eyes are brown, but also carry a slight green tone on the outer part. His teeth are very white, and he likes to care of them.

His body is rather slim, but athletic enough. The symbol of the Bustamante family is tattooed across his right shoulder blade, something he is very proud of. He has a few minor scars on his left knee from an old accident. The skin around his hands and knuckles is rough due to years of getting into fights. His skin tone is white, although more tan than that of a regular caucasian.

Attire
This man is the embodiment of looking sharp in a dressing shirt. He will never leave the house without one, sometimes he even throws a blazer on to look slightly more professional. He his shirts in every color imaginable, and it's rare to see him wearin the same one more than once a week.

When it comes to pants, Alejandro prefers comfort over style however, chosing to go for jeans instead of dressing pants. They are however always in perfect condition, you will never see him wearing some cut-up style trash. His shoes are always made of fine leather, normally in a dark color. On rare occasion he will wear sneakers, but only if it is a necessity for a job.

When it comes to jewelry, Alejandro keeps it simple. Sometimes he has one or two ear piercings, other than that he only wears an old wooden rosario on his neck and an a golden family ring, bearing his initials.

Weaponry & Skills

Standard Weapon
His fists or whatever blunt weapon he can get his hands on. His favorite is a wooden Baseball Bat

Skills
- Boxer: Alejandro has had some formal boxing training over the years
- Poker Player: Jey is skilled at the game, which also makes him skilled at reading and seizing up people
- The Playboy: Using his natural charms, Alejandro knows how to flirt with the ladies and talk his way out of bad situations and into places

Strengths
- Good judge of character
- Fit body, knows how to fight
- Speaks fluent spanish
- Quick thinking on his feet, spontaneous

Weaknesses
- Hot-head with a short fuse
- Often underestimates people or the danger of a situation
- Very impatient
- Not too experienced with firearms
- Gambler

Things I waste my Time With

Hobbies
- Playing Poker, gambling in general
- Drinking with his buddies
- Dancing, anything latin
- Working out, playing soccer
- Partying

Likes
- Reggaeton and Hip-Hop
- Rum and Coke, ice-colds beers
- Winning money when gambling
- Beating up punks
- Flirting with women
- Partying and being wild

Dislike
- Electronic music
- Anything that involves learning
- People who don't value family
- Vegetables and Italian Food

What I’m Really Like
Alejandro is a cocky guy, someone who likes to be the center of attention and attracting the looks of those around him. His self-assured type of character makes him an attractive person, but it also comes with its share of arrogance. You will never hear Alejandro say thanks or please, unless he is talking to someone who is above him in the Bustamante hierarchy. Alejandro is a loud person, someone who is constantly talking and expects those around him to be entertained. He gets things done, being an ambitious guy in general, but he also let's his partying and gambling get in the way pretty often.

In the family, Alejandro enjoys the respect of most of his peers. This does not mean he is well-liked, but he is respected and treated well. His role as enforcer means he gets to break some bones and beat up people often enough, so familiy members know not to cross him. His short fuse can lead to very dangerous situations, where Alejandro is barely able to control his emotions and will lash out at the first things that annoys him. He is a know gambler, someone who goes all or nothing, in the game and in life in general.

In fights, Alejandro is someone who can hold his own, however, this can get to his head rather quickly. It is not unusual for him to underestimate his opponents, a fact that comes back to bite him every now and then. His biggest weakness is his vanity and lack of humility, never able to shut up, even when the situation requires silence.

All About My Past
The cocky Alejandro was born in Mexico, son to an American dad and a Latina women. His parents however were not in a formal relationship, his mother was basically his dad's sidechick. Alejandro lived with his mum in a small town, receiving money from his dad every month. He was a wealthy New Yorker lawyer that, ironically, handled divorce cases. When Alejandro was 4 years old, his dad's wife found out about her husband's cheating, and divorced the man. This allowed Alejandro and his mum to move to New York soon after, reunited into what could be called a family for once.

His childhood was fairly normal, however, Alejandro soon started to become the troublemaker who would eventually turn criminal. School was boring, and he preferred to be outside, play soccer, have fun. Learning never came easy to the wild boy, and soon he started skipping classes and failing grades. His parents tried their best to convince him to be a better student, but the loud-mouth Alejandro would not listen. When every attempt failed, his dad decided to put him into a private boarding school at the age of 14, away from his friends and fellow troublemakers.

Alejandro of course hated the decision, but eventually had to get used to his new life. Things didn't immediately get better, he had to spend basically every day in detention or without dinner for causing problems in class and in the dorms. A few weeks after his arrival, the resident PE teacher took him to the side, and asked him why he was always causing trouble. Alejandro had no better answer than saying that was just the way he was, wild. The PE teacher nodded, and told him to be in the gym after class. That's how Alejandro started learning boxing, and eventually how to control his emotions and energy.

It didn't turn him into a straight A student, but it allowed him to finally become a somewhat tolerable presence at the boarding school. Learning was still no fun however, and after Alejandro got his High School degree and left the boarding school, he knew he would not be going to college. Back in his old home, it did not take too long until he started meeting up with his old friends again. They had graduated from troublemakers to full-blown criminals, a life that Alejandro eventually was sucked into as well. Being a boxer, he was responsible for beating up those who didn't want to give up their possessions. His little gang soon started robbing liquor stores and small businesses, which evenutally lead to the group being noticed by the Bustamantes.

Being on the rise, the group needed every muscle they could get their hands on, and Alejandro was a prime candidate for recruiting, being a good fighter and half latino. At the age of 22 he had became a full-fledged member of the Bustamantes, an enforcer who took care of the troublemakers and cheaters of the casino, as well as the one who collected protection money from the associated businesses.

My Blood
John Connor - Father, 52, divorce lawyer
Maria Lleida - Mother, 48, no occupation
Marcos Lleida - Uncle, 42, owns a mexican restaurant

Other family is either not of importance or lives in Mexico

Relationships
Might need more info on other family members to fill this out?

Other/Theme Song
Wisin - Que viva la Vida

[Erklings25]

Afanasy Vitaly Rostov

"Once you win, you have to go on winning."
-Alan Campbell

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Name
Alfanasy Vitaly Rostov

What I go by
Alfan, AV

Age
33

Gender
Male

Sexualitry
Heterosexual

Birth Date
4th October 1983

Occupation
I am the Capo, loyal and faithful to Obshina Bratva.

The Reflection in the Mirror

Height
6'3"

Weight
138 pounds

Eye colour
Jet black

Hair colour
Red

Ethnicity
Russian

Physical Appearance
A brute with a baby-face isn't the kind of guy you would expect to be a Capo for the mob. Alfanasy has bright red hair that he likes to style in the most elaborate way he finds possible, usually spiked up at the sides. He has jet back eyes, that are really set out against his pale skin. He has the same skin tone as an albino gerbil, splashed all over with freckles. All his features are defined, his mouth is permanently set in a condescending sneer, with a small forming moustache above it. He is fairly broad shouldered and extremely muscular, with a large tattoo on his back of a hammer-and-sickle. His arms are covered in other tattoos, all of them representing happy memories for him.

Attire
Alfanasy usually wears a charcoal grey jacket, with a lined with white fur. His shirt is white, always freshly pressed, and he wears a black tie, with white stripes. His shirt is occasionally un-buttoned at the top, with the tie hanging around his neck, completely untied. His trousers are always dress-trouser, and he wear a black belt with a large silver buckle. His shoes are usually one of his many beige moccasins. Inside his jacket is a pocket watch, with the initials of his sweetheart from St Petersburg.

Weapons and Skills

Standard Weapon
Alfanasy carries a sabre around with him, and a hunting rifle with a silencer.

Skills

• Sniper- Alfanasy is a skilled sniper, he can take out a man in a speeding car from 300m away (or at least he claims that.)
• Sneak- Alfanasy has cunning on his side, and enough ambition to make him do the extreme. And boy does he have big plans...
• Swordsman- Alfanasy is skilled with a blade, he trained with blades since he was 12. He finds them useful on jobs when intimidation, and torture sometimes, come into play.

Strengths
-Can use blades
-Good with distance shots
-Capable of serious intimidation
-Fluent in Russian

Weaknesses
-Not good in fistfights
-Tends to overthink most problems
-Very, very brusque
-Serious alcohol addiction

What I Waste My Time With

Hobbies

• Filling out sudokus
• Playing shooter games
• Having a 'quiet' drink at the bar
• Watching crime dramas, he thinks it's funny how they portray the mob

Likes

• The Rolling Stones and The Foo Fighters
• Mind Puzzels
• Period Novels (even if he won't say so.)
• Intimidation via blades

Dislikes

• Traitors
• Dogs, he's deadly afraid of them.
• Message relaying jobs, they make him sick to the stomach.
• Large crowds, they scare the life out of him.

What I'm Really Like
To those who have never met him before, Alfanasy tends to rub people the wrong way. He can be seen as un-emotional, passive, but a bit twisted. His silent loyalty is what earned him the rank of caporegrime in his family. He tends to belive that everything should be equal, like a tried-and-true communist, and beloves that Obshina Bratva provide the justice the law didn't realise that they weren't providing. However, his blind faith is also his biggest and most prominent weakness.

On the job, one tends to find that he is even more sick-in-the-head, and twisted than he may let on. He loves a chance to get his pale hands dirty, but not literally. His twisted ways of intimidation, and his ability to make sure the enemy never, usually see him comming earned him his moniker, 'The Shadow.'

But, what lies behind the stoic, steady exterior? A man who is so bitter about his past, he would kill even the boss of his family to get revenge. The flames of undying passion lurk beneath the shadows, he has a giant chip on his shoulder. What can I say? He really, REALLY, wants revenge on the White Dragon Triad, no matter the cost.

All About My Past

There's a saying, 'the Wrong side of The Tracks.' Well if there's a Wrong side, there has to be a Right side, correct? If so, then Alfanasy grew up right in the Middle of The Tracks, which is a strange start for a mobster. In his case then, the Middle of The Tracks is called Tula, a city that is the center of military industrialism, soliders flooded the city. Alfanasy liked it there, he loved the order, everyone following the same rules. It was bliss. His father, a retired solider, decided that his son was so enthusiastic about military life that he would be absolutely elated to join the military. Without a second thought Alfanasy was enrolled in a boot camp at 10.

Life there was harsh, but the 'professors' (if you can call them that) thought that he was the paragon of a solider. Untill he turned 15. He noticed something then, the soliders were fighting for their president, so he can industrialise the nation. The people weren't consulted about what he did, if it was right or wrong. They just had to live. It seemed unfair to the boy, and when he brought it up with a senior 'student' (if you can call the boys there that) thought he was crazy. People started to realise he had the makings of a crazed communist inside of him, and they were scared by the boy. Only a few men took him in when he was thrown out of boot camp and kicked out of his house. They called themselves the 'Soviet-Socialist Party.' A small time group that had connections with the mob. The men took him under their wing, took him to their meeting secretly.

And in a meeting, he met a fallen angel. He met Svetlana. She was everything he could have dreamed of, his twin soul, the complete opposite of the stoic boy. Bubbly, outspoken, yet somewhat innocent. Her father ran the meetings, all she had known was communism. A little part of him wanted to save her from the life she was to lead. They ended up as lovers, and when they were 23, they realised they had made a terrible mistake. Svetlana was pregnant with Alfanasy's child. Valentin, the 'vice-captain' told them they should start a new life, spreading their views in St Petersburg. They fled, away from Svetlana's angry parents. Svetlana had a son, a wonderful boy, Dmitry Alfanasy Timofey.

But their happiness was short-lived. Svetlana's father, Alexi, was bitter, and he turned to a man he knew he could trust. A contact from The White Dragon Triad. Alexi told him his plight, and explained that Alfanasy was a threat. The Triad beloved him, and tried to take out him, his lover, and his son. However, Valentin got in contact with them, and tried to save them. But he was too late, Svetlana was shot, trying to protect her 'Dear Alfan' and her 'Darling Dmitry.' Dmitry was only five when his mother was shot. Valentin raised they boy on his own, so he did not have to bear the grief of his past, and Alfanasy ran away, to New York. He easily came into contact with the mob, Obshina Bratva, who heard about him from Russia. He begged for them to protect him, and let him join as a solider. That was their plan in the first place. He quickly rose through the ranks, becoming a Capo at the age of 30, feared and respected by all (well, most people.)

My Blood

• Vitaly Radimir Rostov- Father, 54, retired solider
• Kira Valentina Rostov- Mother, 53, munitions worker
• Dirmitry Alfanasy Timofey Rostov- Son, 11, student
• Maria Nina Rostov- Grandmother, 73, retired

Relasionships
WIP

Other/Theme Song
Breakout- Foo Fighters

[Doc Doctor]

"Ayuh."
-Donny

Back to the basics

Name
Donovan Booth

What I Go By
"First-Degree" Donny

Age
36

Gender
Male

Sexuality
Why is this a question? Straight.

Birth Date:
February 7th

Title
I’m the freelance hitman, loyal and faithful to anybody willing to pay.

The Reflection in the Mirror



Height
5'10"

Weight
160 lbs

Eye Color
Emerald

Hair Color
Ginger

Ethnicity
Mainer

Physical Appearance
A slight but sturdy man with no eyebrows, a porn stache, and a soft, innocuous face. He speaks with a nasally Downeast accent.

Attire
He almost always wears black pants and dress shoes with suspenders and black gloves, though commonly hides his equipment and features beneath a trenchcoat and hat. He always wears a tie, though the color and design of it frequently changes.



Weaponry & Skills

Standard Weapons
-Customised Model M513 Raging Judge Magnum revolver with a titanium firing cylinder and a Mernickle quick draw holster worn on the thigh. The rifling of the barrel, the cylinder tapering, and the frame are modified in a manner reminiscent of the Smith & Wesson Model 460XVR, to accommodate high speed .460 Magnum rounds. Put simply, the most powerful six round revolver on the planet. Donny carries three .45 Colt 325 grain Buffalo Bore moon clips, one .410 bore clip, three .454 Casull XTP Hornady clips, and three .454 Hornady jacketed hollow point clips, and three .460 Magnum 200 grain DPX Cor-Bon clips. The hammer is modified to allow for fanning as a faster alternative to the double-action function.

-Unfiltered Camel soft pack cigarettes.

-Zippo lighter.

-A roll of quarters.

-Fake police inspector badge.

-Trench coat with holes in the pockets.

-A modified X800 ShadowHawk flashlight secured to his belt on the left side. It has a custom tactical rail attached, and can be connected to the top of the Magnum's barrel or to the MP5.

-Heckler & Koch MP5 with three 100-round beta feed magazines, utilizing .40 S&W hollow point rounds and a silencer. This is carried in a satchel.

-.950 JDJ rifle with one round, loaded. This 85 pound gun is kept in the back of Donny's van, which is usually nearby. Comes with a scope.

-Five pull-pin fragmentation grenades with optional tripwires on his belt.

-Six inch switchblade in his pocket. It has a ring clip at the hilt base.

-Claw hammer holstered at his belt.

-Customized retractable high-density golf club made just for braining folks holstered at his belt. It has a ring clip at the hilt base.

-Twenty-five foot razor sharp microfilament garrote wire reel concealed within a wristwatch that can be withdrawn via clip ring. It's almost invisible to the naked eye, as light as a spider's web, sharp enough to cut through bone with effort, and can withstand up to 2,200 pounds of tension without breaking. Donny can control how much is extracted and retracted with the interface of his watch.

-A plain white van fitted with an 800 hp 3.5-litre RS5 V10 engine. Fire spits from the tailpipes, the motor screams like a banshee, and the vehicle goes from 0-62 in 2.8 seconds. The paneling and darkened windows are bulletproof.

-Spring loaded five-inch knives within the heels and toes of his shoes that will jut out when a switch on the instep is triggered.

-Pair of quarter-pound S.A.P black combat gloves weighted with lead. They are fashioned from a high density polymer that can resist being cut by the garrote wire.

-A heavy duty bullet proof vest that can stop even the largest of slugs.

-Can of FOX military grade pepper spray holstered at his belt.

-Portable six inch shaving mirror on his belt.

-Four adhesive bombs in the same satchel as his tommy gun, which can be remotely detonated via digital watch or set with a timer. Each bomb contains enough TNT to scrap a minivan.















Skills

Donny looks like a geeky dad, the kind of embarrassing adult that could be found doing jumping jacks in neon dolphin shorts down at the local YMCA. This is a strength. Hardly anyone ever suspects just how obscenely dangerous he really is. His physicality is comparable to that of a highly trained marine, as he consistently trains to stay in peak condition. He has the skill of a master gunslinger, in addition to a level of manual dexterity and slight of hand most oftenly attributed to street magicians. He is extremely deceptive, excelling in both acting and psychological warfare, in addition to having a photographic memory combined with a formidable spatial sense. He has over seventeen years of experience in urban combat as an elite professional killer. Though he is a capable hand-to-hand fighter, he by far prefers mid-range firefights. He is a true "dead eye" with his selected firearms, and can hit a fly at ninety-one meters with his Magnum revolver, the weapon he favors above all others. Such is his skill with the gun that he can fire off all six shots in less than a second by fanning the hammer, whilst still maintaining excellent accuracy. For reference as to the revolver's power, the .45 Colt slugs can put a one inch hole through a steel cooking pan at mid-range. The Casull rounds travel at Mach 1.7 and need but a single shot to take down an African bull elephant. The Casull hollow points can reduce a wild boar's innards to custard. The .460 Magnum rounds travel at Mach 2, easily faster than even .500 and .600 bullets, and can vaporize a human head as if it were a rotten cabbage.



At close range with the .410 rounds, Donny can empty the chamber and turn a human into hamburger in less time than it takes for the body to hit the ground. His secret weapon, the .950 JDJ rifle, fires a bullet with over nineteen tons of force per square foot.
It can literally shoot through schools.



Strengths

-Killing, killing, and more killing.

Weaknesses

Unaffiliation. Donny typically works solo save for his noncombatant spotter, and so hasn't any backing from large groups. As such, despite his great skill and cutting edge arsenal, he can be easily outnumbered in most situations.
It's more than plausible for him to wind up in the midst of two dozen pissed off Mafiosos, who would have a field day making Donny eat his own ass.

Confidence. Donny never refuses a job (provided the price is right) and allows himself into the worst of situations. For example, he'll willingly walk into a police station to shoot the chief if paid enough.

Things I waste my Time With

Hobbies

Killing things, annoying people, visiting Starbucks.

Likes

See the above.

Dislike
Animals, teenagers, old people, slow drivers, foreigners, mushrooms, whiners, pop music, and little people who make big threats.

What I’m Really Like

Donny is what would be called an ubermensch. He follows his own code and does as he wants, believing only in his own will and the in the cold steel of his revolver. He follows orders only because he likes having something to do, and what he likes to do is kill. As long as there is violence in the distance he will allow others to give him direction, for a price.
He's outrageously crafty and as mean as an Arizona rattler, albeit with a nigh unbreechable calmness some would decidedly call detachment, though it isn't. He's an adrenaline junkie that gets his fix any way he can, primarily by way of murder, but also by driving like a complete maniac, playing games with law enforcement, and committing acts of terrorism. He remains socially passable by modern standards, but has no qualms about being a public nuisance. He's quite skilled at being annoying, and uses it as a tool to pick fights. He enjoys smoking, but only does so before and after a kill.
He likes taking first-class rides at the airport, drinking black coffee, making faces at children, and visiting strip clubs.



All About My Past

Donny had a typical psychopathic childhood. He was born in Bangor, Maine, his father a U.S Marine, his mother a sickly stay at home wife, and his uncle a bastard rapist. He was often unsupervised, and frequently engaged in less than moral activities. He bullied other children, killed animals, and stole from the local supermarket on a regular basis. In his youth he won several national marksman championships. As soon as he got his driver's license, he stole his parent's van and hit the road, moving to New York and with nary a penny in his pockets after using up the rest for gas.
There he found quick work as a crime syndicate hit man that dispatched anyone who filched on their gambling debts, seizing their assets for himself along with 20-40% of however much money they owed to his employers, plus expenses. He not only impressed the crime bosses as a lethal and merciless efficient bookie enforcer. Obviously his reputation decreased business, but it was a simple matter for the higher ups to conceal his involvement in many of the deaths. The consistency of his work easily made up for any gamblers he slew or scared away by proxy.

Whenever he wasn't popping filchers, he was taking up hits. Assassinations of all kinds were welcome. He soon grew into the role of the underworld's grim reaper, seemingly able to kill anyone, anywhere, within three weeks regardless of their location or importance. These days, as a hobby he stalks and kills prostitutes in alleys and subways with a claw hammer. Sometimes you just need to let it all out.



My Blood
Father- Buddy Booth, aged 84.
Mother- Maudlin Booth, aged 76.
Uncle- Larry Dunning, deceased.

Relationships

Donny keeps a spotter on duty at all times to forewarn him of unseen threats.

His spotters are...

"Dirty" Jeb Garbutt, aged 42

Oswald Cady, 45

Pedro "Speedy" Gutiarez, 31

Other/Theme Song

[Leoven]

Jackie Liu

JACKIE LIU

" Reign supreme?/ In your dreams./ You'll never make me bow. "
- I Burn | Jeff Williams ft. Casey Lee Williams & Lamar Hall

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Back to the Basics

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Full Name:

Jacqueline Liu

What I Go By:

Jackie, Jian (which is the name her grandfather gave her)

Age:

26

Gender:

Female (she/her)

Sexuality:

Pansexual

Birthdate:

April 14, 1990

Title:

I'm the Capo, loyal and faithful to The White Dragon Triad.

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The Reflection in the Mirror

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Height:

5'5

Weight:

135 lbs.

Eye Color:

Brown

Hair Color:

Dark brown

Ethnicity:

Chinese-Filipino

Physical Appearance:

Standing at five foot five and still looking like a young teenager despite her age with a vibrant grim almost always planted on her face, most people dismiss Jackie as the least threatening person in a room full of mobsters. Her dark hair has been cut short and is either allowed to fall up to above her shoulders or tucked under a snapback. While she prefers a somewhat boyish image with her clothing choices, she never goes out without first putting on a light sheen of make-up, just enough so that she can make sure she's presentable.

While she's not as heavily tattooed as some of her guards, Jackie still has a bit of ink on her skin. She has a tattoo of a dragon slithering around her left wrist and the character for the Chinese name her grandfather assigned to her on her right shoulder blade. She maintains a slight limp in her steps and a scar that runs down the length of her lower left leg, both of which she received after a skating accident as a child.

Attire:

Jackie's style can be best described as boyish chic. She prefers wearing comfortable clothes like tank tops and pocket shirts, paired with whatever pair of jeans she picks from her pile of clothing. Her clothing is a sharp contrast to the way some of the other members of the Triad preferred sharp suits, but despite their endless grumblings, she has never once and will never wear one of their monkey suits. While sneakers had been her go to shoes before joining the Triad, she now prefers boots of any kind as she hides her daggers inside them. She's almost never seen without any of the snapbacks in her countless collection.

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Weaponry & Skills

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Standard Weapon:

Jackie doesn't prefer fighting directly, but when push comes to shove she'll use the twin daggers she keeps with her at all times to defend herself.

Skills::

Agility – While not as physically strong as her guards, she is undoubtedly faster than them. Her agility, which she developed through years of free-running around the crowded streets of her hometown and perfecting various skating skills. She strikes fast, making her more of a glass cannon.

Charm – Jackie's smile is infectious and is often enough to get her what she wants, whether it be information or for someone's perspective to change into something more profitable for the Triads. She's not a master manipulator, but she's definitely learning the ropes to become one.

Street-wise – Surviving in the streets of Tondo required skills that Jackie began to learn since before she was able to walk. Her time there taught her to be a good judge of character – to determine true threats from the ones she can talk into helping her – and how to be one of the common folk, which she uses to help spread the Triad's control in the city. She knows New York's alleys like the back of her hand and calls most of the degenerates lurking there her friends.

Strengths:

• Fluent in Tagalog and Spanish (a class she took in college)
• Adaptable
• Well connected with various people
• Skater

Weaknesses:

• Still has trouble understanding Mandarin
• Low physical strength and stamina
• Thalassophobia
• Inexperienced

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Things I Waste My Time With

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Hobbies:

• Skating
• Playing video games (zombie shooters and fantasy rpgs)
• Watching movies (horror and Disney)
• Free-running and parkour
• Socializing with a variety of people

Likes:

• Pop and rock music
• Parties (or basically anything where she's surrounded by people)
• Cats (she has more than five at home)
• Shopping (her snapback collection could always use more)
• Skate parks

Dislikes:

• Smokers
• The ocean
• Being bored
• Classical music
• Studying (and anything related)

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Behind the Mask

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What I'm Really Like:

Most people's first impression of Jackie is that she's a bubbly, naive girl that doesn't know a thing about what she's doing, and this is only strengthened with her constant vibrant smile and casual way of dealing with the duties she'd been assigned with. While Jackie likes to believe that she's an optimistic person at best, she is in no way naive. Inexperienced, yes, but not naive. She's still new to the environment she's been thrust into, but she's quickly learning the ropes and wishes more than anything to work herself to the top by proving that she's more than a kid with a prominent last name. She's ambitious and she tends to set high goals for herself, but she always manages to get herself to where she wants to be, albeit at a snail's pace at times.

She's not easily put into a tense mood as she can easily adopt to situations she finds herself in, but when she's pushed to the edge, Jackie can be a tad ruthless and violent. She lashes out and uses everything she can to bring down the person she feels has wronged her. She's not one to keep petty issues settling inside her for long, however, and will cease her efforts once she feels what's needed to be done has been done.

She's a pretty good judge of character and surrounds herself with people who genuinely care about her, which is her most viable asset when doing Triad work.

All About My Past:

Jackie was born and raised in the crummy and scum-filled streets of Tondo, Manila and is not a stranger to all sorts of illegal activities. Her parents, on the other hand, strive to do the best they can despite their horrible housing situation. Her father, a lawman, was not looked at kindly by their neighbours as many of them believed that he could and would take action against the lifestyle already developed by the people who settled in the area. Their suspicions were proven true when her father joined the ranks of a politician that had begun to grate on the local gangs' nerves as he had proven again and again that he could not be bought. Jackie's mother knew that it would prove to be a problem for them one day, but she could not bear to make his husband stop at doing what he knew was right. Still, she warned her husband against outright attacking the low-key drug syndicate their neighbours were running.

Her husband did not listen. He got involved with the police to raid the area, which lead to the media shedding light on the illegal settlement situation many of the people there had created. One horrible thing led to another and soon enough, a fire was “accidentally” started in one of the homes which resulted in the destruction of the whole neighbourhood and some of the legally obtained lots near it – including the one Jackie's family owned.

Learning of this, Jackie's grandfather in her father's side – someone she had never met prior to that event – chose to offer his help to his estranged son. Still ripe with bad blood between them, Jackie's father denied the offer stating that his family would have nothing to do with him and the dirty businesses he ran. Jackie, on the other hand, was entranced. Here was a side of life she had never seen before – something luxurious and brighter than the mud-stained streets of her old home. Her grandfather immediately took a liking to her, which was a mutual development, and proposed to Jackie's father that he would take the young woman under his wing.

Despite her parents' protests, they could not give Jackie a good life in their current situation – homeless and robbed penniless during the panic of the fire. They were forced to let Jackie's grandfather take her back with him to New York, where she began to learn of the White Dragon Triad. There, she also learned of her grandfather's previous status as the Underboss of the Triads during his time. He had resigned from the position after taking an injury to his back and had given the role to the next young hopeful. With Jackie now with him, he had plans to integrate her into the family and she certainly wasn't opposed to the idea.

Unlike some of the other members of the Triad, her Liu blood allowed her to get the position of Capo despite being only twenty-four with no experience of how the Triad operated. This earned her some dislike among the family ranks, but none of them ever spoke up enough to outright question her grandfather's decision – retired as he may be, he was still well-respected. Jackie was determined to prove them wrong, however, and when she was given the task of running the prostitution business the Triads had around the streets of New York, she delivered. More than that, she prospered. While they were still far from monopolizing the prostitution around the city, Jackie had worked to strengthen their hold in the brothels they owned and spread their reach to some of the other Asian cities – far more progress than what the others had been doing before her.

She had started off rocky, but she was determined to make her grandfather and the Triads proud.

My Blood:

• Guang "Arthur" Liu - grandfather | 74 years old | retired Triad capo
• Bai "Kevin" Liu - father | 49 years old | attorney-at-law
• Queen Lazarro-Liu - mother | 48 years old | veterinarian

Relationships:

wip

Theme Song:

Caffeine - Jeff Williams ft. Casey Lee Williams & Lamar Hall

[LPFan]

Jacob Anderson

“Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you! Let nothing be lost upon you. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing.”
- Oscar Wilde

Back to the basics

Name
Jacob Anderson

What I go by
Jake

Age
34

Gender
Male

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Birth Date
June 9th 1982

Title
I’m the strip club owner, loyal and faithful to The Silver Pole (his strip club) and associate of the Cosa Nostra.

The Reflection in the Mirror

Height
5'10"

Weight
194 lbs

Eye Color
Dark brown

Hair Color
Black

Ethnicity
American (Pennsylvania born)

Physical Appearance
Standing at 5'10" and 194 lbs Jacob is an imposing and very athletic individual that worked out his body a lot in the gym. He has piercing dark brown eyes, thick eyebrows, short black hair and a small beard. He dosen't have any scars or distinctive marks but he has a couple of tattoos which include a cobra snake on his left shoulder blade, the Ford Mustang logo on the back of his neck and a Polynesian design on his left shoulder. For someone in his mid 30's he has somewhat of a boyish face, that's why he decided to grow a beard so he can look more like his actual age.

Attire
In normal everyday life he usually likes to dress in whatever he likes and feels confortable in. Which is usually casual, jeans, leather jackets, plaid shirts, t-shirts, sneakers, canvas shoes, that kind of stuff. However he does have a couple of suits that he wears when he meets important Cosa Nostra members or when he is at the club. He also always wears a pair of black leather gloves when he's driving, assassinating or loading the bullets in his guns. He wouldn't want to leave any tumb prints behind that would lead the cops to him.

Weaponry & Skills

Standard Weapon
For someone that loves firearms to be living in a state like New York is a real pain. He often thought about moving his business to another state, Florida, Miami in particular, but his ties with the Cosa Nostra have prevented him so far. Although he has lots of illegal firearms that are well hidden from the prying eyes of the cops, he also has a stash of legal weapons too. The one he carries and uses the most is a Colt 1911 Series 70 .45 ACP. Jacob is not very fond of using knives, outside of the kitchen anyway. He believes that they make too much of a mess, preffering a good, clean kill without too much spilled blood or exposed guts involved.

Skills
As a former US Marine, Jacob has training in a lot of things from firearms training to survivability, swimming, hand-to-hand combat, marksmanship and many other things. He is also a master in the kitchen. He loves cooking and engages in this activity as often as he can. He also has a lot of knowledge about various foods from various countries. He has proven to be extremely resourceful and always managed to get out of a bad situation successfully over the years.

Strengths
- Physically fit;
- Experienced with firearms;
- Silver-tongued;
- Determined;
- Dedicated.

Weaknesses
- He is sometimes too overconfident in himself and believes that as long as he does everything by the book, nobody and nothing can harm him.
- He is absolutely scared and disgusted of spiders.
- Very few experience with knives or any other bladed weapon for that matter.
- Women. This is probably Jacob's biggest weakness. Although he is not a womanizer, he is always nice and respectful with them, he refuses to harm them in any way and he almost never refuses the advances of one.

Things I waste my Time With

Hobbies
- Cooking
- Shooting at the range;
- Fitness training (usually in the form of mixed martial arts)
- Listening to music;
- Playing musical instruments (more specifically guitar).

Likes
- Strawberries;
- Cheese;
- Cooking;
- Rock and Metal music (especially Disturbed, Nightwish and Zakk Wylde/Black Label Society);
- Firearms;
- Women;
- Cars;
- Motorsports;
- Animals.

Dislikes
- Irish people;
- Anti-gun people;
- Crowded places;
- Shopping;
- Liberals;
- Politicians and politics in general;
- Drugs;
- Electronic music (all except The Prodigy);
- Liers.

What I’m Really Like
Jacob is a respectful person that knows his way with words. He likes to observe others, see how they're like and how to treat them. He values friendship a lot and hates traitors and liers. Has a soft spot for women, always being nice and polite with them. Regarding women, he never lacked them in his life and always had success with them due to his attitude and good looks. At the same time he can also be ruthless, agressive and sadistic if the situation calls for it. The employees working at The Silver Pole, strippers, bouncers, bartenders and waitresses can't complain regarding Jacob as he was always a good boss with them.

All About My Past
Born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Jacob was born in a family with a strong military heritage, one he never really wanted to embrace. His grandfather, a US Army soldier, served in World War 2 and in the Korean War while his father, a US Marine, served in Vietnam and Thailand. Both of their military careers have ended tragically however. His grandfather lost his right leg after he stepped on a mine in 1952 in the Korean War and his father sustained multiple injuries to his face and neck, including loss of his right eye and blindness in the left one after he saved a comrade by putting himself in front of a grenade that exploded 3 feet away from him in 1979 during the communist insurgency in Thailand. He was awarded with the Purple Heart and a couple of years later with the Medal of Honor as well.

Jacob however was determined not to share the fate of his grandfather and father so he was determined not to enlist. In the end he gave in to the pressure coming from pretty much all of the members of the family and joined the US Marines similar to his father. He spent seven years and served two tours in Afghanistan. Jacob decided that he had enough after a near death incident where talibans attacked the transport he was in along with other comrades from his unit. Jacob escaped with a wound in his right hand but after he finished his 2nd tour he decided to quit much to the dissapointment of his father who never spoke with him again. Jacob together with his childhood friend Andre decided to leave Philly together heading to New York in order to make money and if possible, even start a business together. However things proved to be a lot harder then they initially expected. They had to resort to illegal activities like street racing and underground fighting to earn money.

Eventually Jacob's background as a former US Marine landed him a job as a bodyguard for a night club owner. After three years of doing both legal and illegal jobs in New York the two decided that it's time to run their own show. They used some of the money raised to open up a strip club, naming it The Silver Pole. The success that the club had didn't go unnoticed. The italians saw him as a potentially valuable ally and Jacob, tempted by their offers agreed to associate himself with them. Unfortunately this association costed Jacob his co-owner and best friend Andre who was shot and killed last year after some thugs from Irish mob raided his club. Jacob has been hating the Irish ever since and vowed revenge for the loss of his friend and business partner. He even instructed his men not let anyone irish inside the strip club regardless of his intentions.

My Blood
Mick Anderson - father, 64 yrs old, former US Marine Sergeant
Emily Anderson - mother, 59 years old, restaurant head chef

Relationships
- In terms of women Jacob is single at the moment.
- Curtis Clay - 32 years old. Curtis is Jacob's bodyguard, driver and head of security at the strip club. He is also a retired UFC fighter and former Middleweight champion in this promotion company. Jacob hired him after last year's raid from the Irish mob. He is also the onlly employee that calls Jacob by his name.

Other
- Jacob owns a white american bulldog standard-type, which he named Rex.
- Owns a black 2015 Cadillac Escalade which he uses as his regular, everyday car. It has bulletproof glass and an armored chassis, making withstand most attacks. He rarely drives it however, since that is Curtis's job.

Theme song
Black Label Society - The Nomad (the lyrics of this song fit Jacob very well. Zakk Wylde's the man)