Post by Stefanno Gianni Onofrio on Oct 5, 2010 1:21:49 GMT
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Name: Stephano Gianni Onofrio
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: Stefano was born on March 17th, 1915. He was born in Naples, Italy to Fabiano Alberto Onofrio and Azurra Pelicciari. He had a brother who was about five years his elder. Fabiano junior. Fabiano, although shorter than himself, tended to look after Stephano. As Stephano grew older he started looking less and less like his family. With his light brown hair and light skin. His brother would always tease him about being adopted when he wasn't, but that's what brothers did. Stephano was also a very kind and loving person. It didn't look like he would be if you looked at him, but he really was.
Stephano had always been bigger and stronger than Fabiano, but Fabiano had a more cunning mind. He was smart and Stephano was strong. The two were the perfect match when they got into fights. It would normally end up with Fabiano having a spliy lip and Stephano having a split knuckle, but when it came to verbal fights, Fabiano would always take the lead.
Stephano had never really been good at school. He was an average student. Once he was a teenager thought his life changed. One day as the year started a girl walked into the class that caught his eyes and he couldn't take them off of her. Her name was Nicci LaCovino. As the year progressed they became good friends. Stephano, now at the age of 16, finally told Nicci his true feelings for her. She had had the same feelings for him for years now. He then promised that one day, they would get married and move away from the area and go somewhere even more beautiful than here. What Stephano didn't know, was that their families were enemies from the start. Stephano's father and Nicci's father were at odds with each other. Both of the men were part of “La Cosa Nostra” or organized crime. Nicci had told Stephano this, but he didn't care. He just wanted to be with her. Her brother was never a factor because he was Fabiano's age and was now old enough to live outside of his parents estate. Stephano had heard that Dominico, Nicci's brother, had enlisted in the military. Personally, Stephano had an admiration for men who served in the military. He had always wanted to himself, but he knew he would have to take over the "family business" with his brother.
Writing Sample: Stephano was in bed, trying to sleep when he heard a shriek from a room downstairs. He flew downstairs with Fabiano at his heels. He saw his mother crying and holding her face in her hands. Stephano immediately put his arms around her and started speaking calmly to her. He looked up to see that Fabiano had picked up the phone and started speaking to whoever it was. “Who did it? WHO THE FUCK DID IT?” yelled his brother. Stephano immediately knew something had happened to his father. A shot of pain hit his heart and a lump grew in his throat. He didn't cry, though. Crying was something he couldn't do because his brother was there. Then he heard a click and his brother turned to him with a look that Stephano had never seen on his brother before. “Stephano, they killed papa.” he said emotionlessly. Stephano closed his eyes and held his mother.
The next morning was brisk and tugged at Stephano as he felt like his life had just become a dream and nothing was real. He couldn't believe his father was truly dead. Stephano balled his fists tightly in his coat as he entered a restaurant with his brother. “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 said. Stephano kept quiet like he normally did. “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.” said their uncle in a heartless tone with a smile on his face. “Don’t disappoint me boys." he said as Stephano turned and pushed the door open and held it for his brother.
About and hour later the two came to the bakery. Fabiano was the first one in and Stephano looked around as he stepped into the bakery. The smell of fresh bread caressed his nose. The two were greeted by a man that was much shorter than Stephano (6'3.) “Giuseppe? I’m Fabiano and this here is Stephano……You owe our uncle V money. And you are going to pay.” Fabiano said smoothly. Stephano kept his face hard and serious. “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 sneer. Stephano clenched his jaw and squeezed his fist inside of his overcoat. Before Stephano could grab at the man's collar, Fabiano pulled a revolver from his waistline and Stephano realized it was his fathers. He held it pointed at the man's forehead. “Yeah you may not be afraid of us but you should be afraid of this." Fabiano said coldly with a grin. Stephano squinted and smirked slightly. “I served as a police officer before this, boys. I’ve had guns pointed at me before, that doesn’t scare....” Before Giuseppe could finish his sentence the gun went off and Stephano flinched at the loud bang. A little splatter of blood sprayed Stephano's face. He didn't seem to notice it though. He just looked out the window to see if anyone had heard it. Fabiano jumped over the counter and got the money. He jingled it in front of Stephano's face and pointed at it. Stephano touched his face and felt a sticky substance. He pulled the tissue from his pocket and wiped his face off. He didn't mind blood, even to that extent. He then pushed the door open and went off for his brother.
Later on that day the two boys met their uncle at Bordello's Bar. "Uncle..Here. we had complications. son of a bitch tried to kill us. So i popped him." Fabiano said. Stephano had a glass of water in front of him and took a sip of it and let it refresh him. Stephano knew that Fabiano was lying, but he ignored it. Fabiano tossed the cash to their uncle and Stephano then sat back in his chair and stood it back on two of the legs. "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." said Vincenzo. Stephano let his chair slip and it fell back onto all four legs. He felt a small sting in his chest as he remembered his father. It was the feeling you get when you missed someone alot. "I'll contact you soon. Arrivederci!" said Vincenzo, then Stephano stood up same as his brother. Fabiano nodded and stepped in stride with his brother. "We're in." He said sounding excited. Stephano held out his hand and Fabiano took it and smiled. That's when the two brothers' lives were changed. Stephano's whole life was different now. It was that of a criminal.
Name: Stephano Gianni Onofrio
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: Stefano was born on March 17th, 1915. He was born in Naples, Italy to Fabiano Alberto Onofrio and Azurra Pelicciari. He had a brother who was about five years his elder. Fabiano junior. Fabiano, although shorter than himself, tended to look after Stephano. As Stephano grew older he started looking less and less like his family. With his light brown hair and light skin. His brother would always tease him about being adopted when he wasn't, but that's what brothers did. Stephano was also a very kind and loving person. It didn't look like he would be if you looked at him, but he really was.
Stephano had always been bigger and stronger than Fabiano, but Fabiano had a more cunning mind. He was smart and Stephano was strong. The two were the perfect match when they got into fights. It would normally end up with Fabiano having a spliy lip and Stephano having a split knuckle, but when it came to verbal fights, Fabiano would always take the lead.
Stephano had never really been good at school. He was an average student. Once he was a teenager thought his life changed. One day as the year started a girl walked into the class that caught his eyes and he couldn't take them off of her. Her name was Nicci LaCovino. As the year progressed they became good friends. Stephano, now at the age of 16, finally told Nicci his true feelings for her. She had had the same feelings for him for years now. He then promised that one day, they would get married and move away from the area and go somewhere even more beautiful than here. What Stephano didn't know, was that their families were enemies from the start. Stephano's father and Nicci's father were at odds with each other. Both of the men were part of “La Cosa Nostra” or organized crime. Nicci had told Stephano this, but he didn't care. He just wanted to be with her. Her brother was never a factor because he was Fabiano's age and was now old enough to live outside of his parents estate. Stephano had heard that Dominico, Nicci's brother, had enlisted in the military. Personally, Stephano had an admiration for men who served in the military. He had always wanted to himself, but he knew he would have to take over the "family business" with his brother.
Writing Sample: Stephano was in bed, trying to sleep when he heard a shriek from a room downstairs. He flew downstairs with Fabiano at his heels. He saw his mother crying and holding her face in her hands. Stephano immediately put his arms around her and started speaking calmly to her. He looked up to see that Fabiano had picked up the phone and started speaking to whoever it was. “Who did it? WHO THE FUCK DID IT?” yelled his brother. Stephano immediately knew something had happened to his father. A shot of pain hit his heart and a lump grew in his throat. He didn't cry, though. Crying was something he couldn't do because his brother was there. Then he heard a click and his brother turned to him with a look that Stephano had never seen on his brother before. “Stephano, they killed papa.” he said emotionlessly. Stephano closed his eyes and held his mother.
The next morning was brisk and tugged at Stephano as he felt like his life had just become a dream and nothing was real. He couldn't believe his father was truly dead. Stephano balled his fists tightly in his coat as he entered a restaurant with his brother. “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 said. Stephano kept quiet like he normally did. “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.” said their uncle in a heartless tone with a smile on his face. “Don’t disappoint me boys." he said as Stephano turned and pushed the door open and held it for his brother.
About and hour later the two came to the bakery. Fabiano was the first one in and Stephano looked around as he stepped into the bakery. The smell of fresh bread caressed his nose. The two were greeted by a man that was much shorter than Stephano (6'3.) “Giuseppe? I’m Fabiano and this here is Stephano……You owe our uncle V money. And you are going to pay.” Fabiano said smoothly. Stephano kept his face hard and serious. “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 sneer. Stephano clenched his jaw and squeezed his fist inside of his overcoat. Before Stephano could grab at the man's collar, Fabiano pulled a revolver from his waistline and Stephano realized it was his fathers. He held it pointed at the man's forehead. “Yeah you may not be afraid of us but you should be afraid of this." Fabiano said coldly with a grin. Stephano squinted and smirked slightly. “I served as a police officer before this, boys. I’ve had guns pointed at me before, that doesn’t scare....” Before Giuseppe could finish his sentence the gun went off and Stephano flinched at the loud bang. A little splatter of blood sprayed Stephano's face. He didn't seem to notice it though. He just looked out the window to see if anyone had heard it. Fabiano jumped over the counter and got the money. He jingled it in front of Stephano's face and pointed at it. Stephano touched his face and felt a sticky substance. He pulled the tissue from his pocket and wiped his face off. He didn't mind blood, even to that extent. He then pushed the door open and went off for his brother.
Later on that day the two boys met their uncle at Bordello's Bar. "Uncle..Here. we had complications. son of a bitch tried to kill us. So i popped him." Fabiano said. Stephano had a glass of water in front of him and took a sip of it and let it refresh him. Stephano knew that Fabiano was lying, but he ignored it. Fabiano tossed the cash to their uncle and Stephano then sat back in his chair and stood it back on two of the legs. "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." said Vincenzo. Stephano let his chair slip and it fell back onto all four legs. He felt a small sting in his chest as he remembered his father. It was the feeling you get when you missed someone alot. "I'll contact you soon. Arrivederci!" said Vincenzo, then Stephano stood up same as his brother. Fabiano nodded and stepped in stride with his brother. "We're in." He said sounding excited. Stephano held out his hand and Fabiano took it and smiled. That's when the two brothers' lives were changed. Stephano's whole life was different now. It was that of a criminal.
