Post by Fabiano Jr on Aug 31, 2010 14:49:06 GMT
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Name: Fabiano Onofrio Jr.
Nationality:Italian
BTW: For now he is neutral for him and his brothers life in crime. later on he will be drafted into the Italian army.
Character History:
History: September 23rd, 1910. Villa Onofiro, Naples, Italy. The birthplace and Birthdate of Fabiano Alberto Onofrio Jr.
Fabiano and Stephano's mother, Azzurra Pelicciari was born on July 9th, 1889 in Naples, Italy.
When she was 20 she met Fabiano Onofrio. A respected and well known "Man of Honor" in Naples.
The couple soon began to fall in love. By spring, 1910 they were married.
Fabiano had been making more working in "La Cosa Nostra" and life was good.
Fabiano soon grew weary of the city life and moved him and his newlywed wife to a recently built villa on the outskirts of Naples.
Fabiano Jr. slowly grew up to the age of 5. When fabiano was 5 his mother gave birth to another boy on March 17th, 1915, Stephano Onofrio.
Fabiano looked after his little brother frequently. Even as they got older Fabiano would always make sure his brother was in well health and was always entertained.
The older Fabiano Jr. got, the more and more he looked like his father. Fabiano stood at 5’9 and had soft, black hair. He always wet his hair and combed it to the side. Fabiano’s skin was like most Italian’s skin, Olive oil color.
Fabiano had lived in Naples all his life, Same goes for his two parents. Fabiano grew up very wealthy. Having come from a family in which most of the males were involved in Organized crime or “La Cosa Nostra”. Fabiano knew what kind of business his father was in…..only because one night in 1925 he hid in his father’s car. When his father took the car to go to “Work” He hadn’t realized his son Fabiano was in the back lying down. Fabiano sr. arrived at a small restaurant in the business district of naples. He walked inside the Resteraunt for a “Meeting” where he and Vincenzo were to meet an up and coming mafia don in naples as well. Fabiano Jr. got out of the car and went into the alley near the resteraunt. He got onto a few crates so he would be able to peer into a window. Fabiano Jr. watched in silence. His father and Uncle just talked to the unknown man for 30 minutes than something drastic occurred. Fabiano sr. drew his pistol and shot the unknown man three times in the chest and twice in the head. Fabiano Jr’s eyes widened, He hopped off the crate. Not really understanding why his father had just murdered someone. He ran toward the car to go hide again. But his father walked out right when Fabian jr tried to get back in the car. “Fabiano?!?! How’d you get here!?!? What did you see?!?!” Fabiano sr. questioned Jr. Jr replied with a simple “Everything” and got back in the car. Fabiano sr. got in the car aswell and drove home.
“Son what you saw there, was work. It is my job to follow orders from Uncle Vincenzo. You see everything you have as a child, all because of papa’s work. One day you’ll work with Vincenzo and I as well. Listen I know you got questions about it, which I cannot answer. One day though they will be answered. But listen, you cannot and I repeat CANNOT repeat anything we discussed here tonight or what you saw, to ANYONE. Got it?” Fabiano Sr. lectured his son. He patted Jr. on the head and smiled to him. “Yes papa” Fabiano Jr. Stated.
Two known photos of Fabiano Alberto Onofrio Jr.
Picture of their childhood and adulthood house.
Writing Sample:
December 24th, 1937
Local docks in Naples.
11:45pm, Fabiano sr car is found down on the pier. The car is empty.....for the most part.
Uncle Vincenzo had found the car. When he popped the trunk to his astonishment there was the body of Fabiano sr.
Fabiano Sr had been stabbed thirteen times and shot twice, than stuffed in his own cars trunk and driven toward the pier.
Vincenzo immediately contacted the boys mother.
"Azzurra?"
"Yes, Why are you calling so late and what do you need?"
"It's Vincenzo, I'm at The Fox, the bar near the docks."
"Okay......Vincenzo, please tell me why you're calling."
"Fabiano Sr. is dead. Found him in his trunk at the pier. I'm sorry."
Azzurra dropped the phone and immediately broke out in tears. Screaming....blood curdling screams.
The boys immediately came running down stairs. Stephano grabbed his mother, holding her close to him. Whispering the same thing over and over “It’s okay mom….it’s okay.” Fabiano grabbed the phone and brought it to his ear. “Who is this?!?!” Fabiano said into the phone. “It’s uncle Vincenzo. Your father is dead. He was found in his trunk at the pier.” Vincenzo stated to Fabiano. “Who did it? WHO THE FUCK DID IT?” Fabiano questioned his uncle. “I don’t know…..perhaps who we work for…..Mr. LaCovino” Vincenzo said to his angry nephew. “Listen, me and Stephano will be down to see you in the morning…..Get some rest uncle.” With that being said Fabiano hung up the phone. “Stephano, they killed papa.” Fabiano said with an angry tone. Stephano just continued to hold his mother telling her everything was okay.
The next morning 9:27 am.
Bordello’s bar, Local dock area, Naples, Italy.
The boys walked in, dressed in their fathers suits. Fabiano realized the bar was empty except for their uncle and the bartender. Fabiano immediately approached Vincenzo. “Uncle, nice to see you again…..listen I’m here for one reason…..to ask you for work….me and stephano both. With papa gone we got to do something to bring in money.” Fabiano stated in a begging tone to his uncle. “Very well nephew’s you start as of today to be exact. I need you two to visit Giuseppe’s bakery. Asshole owes me money and refuses to pay. You obviously know what to do boys.” Vincenzo stated with a big grin on his face. “Don’t disappoint me boys.” Vincenzo said as the boys nodded and left the bar.
Giuseppe’s Bakery, 10:03 am, Business district.
The boys walked into the bakery, scanning the business. Looking for any sign of life. They didn’t see anyone except for Giuseppe. Giuseppe was a short man, balding. But he was strong, very skilled with hand to hand combat. “Giuseppe? I’m Fabiano and this here is Stephano……You owe our uncle V money. And you are going to pay.” Giuseppe looked at the boys in their nice tailored suits and began to laugh. “hahhaha you think im’a pay two goons of Vincenzo’s? I’m not afraid of you or Vincenzo. Go fuck yourself.” Giuseppe said in a laughing tone. Fabiano immediately drew his father’s pistol from his waistline. He aimed it at Giuseppe’s head. “Yeah you may not be afraid of us but you should be afraid of this.” Fabiano said with a grin on his face. Giuseppe just grinned at Fabiano. “I served as a police officer before this boys. I’ve had guns pointed at me before….that doesn’t scare.” Giuseppe couldn’t finish his sentence before Fabiano pulled the trigger and let the gun operate and project a bullet at Giuseppe’s head. The bullet entered Giuseppe’s head and lodged itself in his brain. Giuseppe fell to the ground…..dead. Stephano, always being a quiet boy started to look around; he tried to ignore the event that just occurred. Fabiano hopped the counter and opened the cash register. He took the money from it and stuffed it in his jacket. He hopped back over the counter and the boys both left.
Same day, 11:30 am.
Bordello's Bar, Dock area, Naples, Italy.
Fabiano walked into the bar alone. In his hand was the wad of cash he got from Giuseppe's. "Uncle..Here. we had complications. son of a bitch tried to kill us. So i popped him." Fabiano said, knowing that he was lying to safe his ass. Fabiano tossed the wad of cash to his uncle who caught it and grinned to Fabiano. "Good good, don't worry about Giuseppe. He can be replaced. We need good earners like you. Perhaps you can be like your father one day." Vincenzo said, getting the boys hope up. "I'll contact you soon. Arrivederci!" Vincenzo than turned around an focused on his drink. Fabiano just nodded and left the bar. "We're in." Fabiano said to Stephano.
And so their life in crime began.
(it's shitty, but remember, I (Reinard) haven't been on in forever.
Name: Fabiano Onofrio Jr.
Nationality:Italian
BTW: For now he is neutral for him and his brothers life in crime. later on he will be drafted into the Italian army.
Character History:
History: September 23rd, 1910. Villa Onofiro, Naples, Italy. The birthplace and Birthdate of Fabiano Alberto Onofrio Jr.
Fabiano and Stephano's mother, Azzurra Pelicciari was born on July 9th, 1889 in Naples, Italy.
When she was 20 she met Fabiano Onofrio. A respected and well known "Man of Honor" in Naples.
The couple soon began to fall in love. By spring, 1910 they were married.
Fabiano had been making more working in "La Cosa Nostra" and life was good.
Fabiano soon grew weary of the city life and moved him and his newlywed wife to a recently built villa on the outskirts of Naples.
Fabiano Jr. slowly grew up to the age of 5. When fabiano was 5 his mother gave birth to another boy on March 17th, 1915, Stephano Onofrio.
Fabiano looked after his little brother frequently. Even as they got older Fabiano would always make sure his brother was in well health and was always entertained.
The older Fabiano Jr. got, the more and more he looked like his father. Fabiano stood at 5’9 and had soft, black hair. He always wet his hair and combed it to the side. Fabiano’s skin was like most Italian’s skin, Olive oil color.
Fabiano had lived in Naples all his life, Same goes for his two parents. Fabiano grew up very wealthy. Having come from a family in which most of the males were involved in Organized crime or “La Cosa Nostra”. Fabiano knew what kind of business his father was in…..only because one night in 1925 he hid in his father’s car. When his father took the car to go to “Work” He hadn’t realized his son Fabiano was in the back lying down. Fabiano sr. arrived at a small restaurant in the business district of naples. He walked inside the Resteraunt for a “Meeting” where he and Vincenzo were to meet an up and coming mafia don in naples as well. Fabiano Jr. got out of the car and went into the alley near the resteraunt. He got onto a few crates so he would be able to peer into a window. Fabiano Jr. watched in silence. His father and Uncle just talked to the unknown man for 30 minutes than something drastic occurred. Fabiano sr. drew his pistol and shot the unknown man three times in the chest and twice in the head. Fabiano Jr’s eyes widened, He hopped off the crate. Not really understanding why his father had just murdered someone. He ran toward the car to go hide again. But his father walked out right when Fabian jr tried to get back in the car. “Fabiano?!?! How’d you get here!?!? What did you see?!?!” Fabiano sr. questioned Jr. Jr replied with a simple “Everything” and got back in the car. Fabiano sr. got in the car aswell and drove home.
“Son what you saw there, was work. It is my job to follow orders from Uncle Vincenzo. You see everything you have as a child, all because of papa’s work. One day you’ll work with Vincenzo and I as well. Listen I know you got questions about it, which I cannot answer. One day though they will be answered. But listen, you cannot and I repeat CANNOT repeat anything we discussed here tonight or what you saw, to ANYONE. Got it?” Fabiano Sr. lectured his son. He patted Jr. on the head and smiled to him. “Yes papa” Fabiano Jr. Stated.
Two known photos of Fabiano Alberto Onofrio Jr.
Picture of their childhood and adulthood house.
Writing Sample:
December 24th, 1937
Local docks in Naples.
11:45pm, Fabiano sr car is found down on the pier. The car is empty.....for the most part.
Uncle Vincenzo had found the car. When he popped the trunk to his astonishment there was the body of Fabiano sr.
Fabiano Sr had been stabbed thirteen times and shot twice, than stuffed in his own cars trunk and driven toward the pier.
Vincenzo immediately contacted the boys mother.
"Azzurra?"
"Yes, Why are you calling so late and what do you need?"
"It's Vincenzo, I'm at The Fox, the bar near the docks."
"Okay......Vincenzo, please tell me why you're calling."
"Fabiano Sr. is dead. Found him in his trunk at the pier. I'm sorry."
Azzurra dropped the phone and immediately broke out in tears. Screaming....blood curdling screams.
The boys immediately came running down stairs. Stephano grabbed his mother, holding her close to him. Whispering the same thing over and over “It’s okay mom….it’s okay.” Fabiano grabbed the phone and brought it to his ear. “Who is this?!?!” Fabiano said into the phone. “It’s uncle Vincenzo. Your father is dead. He was found in his trunk at the pier.” Vincenzo stated to Fabiano. “Who did it? WHO THE FUCK DID IT?” Fabiano questioned his uncle. “I don’t know…..perhaps who we work for…..Mr. LaCovino” Vincenzo said to his angry nephew. “Listen, me and Stephano will be down to see you in the morning…..Get some rest uncle.” With that being said Fabiano hung up the phone. “Stephano, they killed papa.” Fabiano said with an angry tone. Stephano just continued to hold his mother telling her everything was okay.
The next morning 9:27 am.
Bordello’s bar, Local dock area, Naples, Italy.
The boys walked in, dressed in their fathers suits. Fabiano realized the bar was empty except for their uncle and the bartender. Fabiano immediately approached Vincenzo. “Uncle, nice to see you again…..listen I’m here for one reason…..to ask you for work….me and stephano both. With papa gone we got to do something to bring in money.” Fabiano stated in a begging tone to his uncle. “Very well nephew’s you start as of today to be exact. I need you two to visit Giuseppe’s bakery. Asshole owes me money and refuses to pay. You obviously know what to do boys.” Vincenzo stated with a big grin on his face. “Don’t disappoint me boys.” Vincenzo said as the boys nodded and left the bar.
Giuseppe’s Bakery, 10:03 am, Business district.
The boys walked into the bakery, scanning the business. Looking for any sign of life. They didn’t see anyone except for Giuseppe. Giuseppe was a short man, balding. But he was strong, very skilled with hand to hand combat. “Giuseppe? I’m Fabiano and this here is Stephano……You owe our uncle V money. And you are going to pay.” Giuseppe looked at the boys in their nice tailored suits and began to laugh. “hahhaha you think im’a pay two goons of Vincenzo’s? I’m not afraid of you or Vincenzo. Go fuck yourself.” Giuseppe said in a laughing tone. Fabiano immediately drew his father’s pistol from his waistline. He aimed it at Giuseppe’s head. “Yeah you may not be afraid of us but you should be afraid of this.” Fabiano said with a grin on his face. Giuseppe just grinned at Fabiano. “I served as a police officer before this boys. I’ve had guns pointed at me before….that doesn’t scare.” Giuseppe couldn’t finish his sentence before Fabiano pulled the trigger and let the gun operate and project a bullet at Giuseppe’s head. The bullet entered Giuseppe’s head and lodged itself in his brain. Giuseppe fell to the ground…..dead. Stephano, always being a quiet boy started to look around; he tried to ignore the event that just occurred. Fabiano hopped the counter and opened the cash register. He took the money from it and stuffed it in his jacket. He hopped back over the counter and the boys both left.
Same day, 11:30 am.
Bordello's Bar, Dock area, Naples, Italy.
Fabiano walked into the bar alone. In his hand was the wad of cash he got from Giuseppe's. "Uncle..Here. we had complications. son of a bitch tried to kill us. So i popped him." Fabiano said, knowing that he was lying to safe his ass. Fabiano tossed the wad of cash to his uncle who caught it and grinned to Fabiano. "Good good, don't worry about Giuseppe. He can be replaced. We need good earners like you. Perhaps you can be like your father one day." Vincenzo said, getting the boys hope up. "I'll contact you soon. Arrivederci!" Vincenzo than turned around an focused on his drink. Fabiano just nodded and left the bar. "We're in." Fabiano said to Stephano.
And so their life in crime began.
(it's shitty, but remember, I (Reinard) haven't been on in forever.
