Post by Guest on Oct 3, 2010 1:36:47 GMT
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Name: Vittorio Scarpa
Nationality: Sicilian, Full.
Character History:
Vittorio Scarpa was the first child of Thomas and Eleanor Scarpa, Thomas was a man of great importance in Palermo, not in terms of a Resistance Movement, but in theory of a Black Hand, he was thought and passed to be one of the Fingers of such hand, Vittorio Scarpa was thrown into this life with no way to cast it out, His father was a Killer, But their family was rich - extorting the poor people of Palermo, Vittorio had to admit the genius in his father for manipulateing, But then again.. Vittorio's heart told him that his father was just another Mussolinni, an imbecile who just wanted to make a quick buck. This is Vittorio's path of life, Unless he decides to run for the Military, This wasn't a hard choice to make. Vittorio's parents split up a year ago, Vittorio went with his Mother to Roma, where Thomas had set her up with a Bakery, he was not a heartless man, Vittorio always sat in the back of the Bakery, reading letters from his brother - Giuseppe.
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Vittorio whiped a tear from his eye, then his Mother called him. He hurried to help her.
Writing Sample:
Scenario: Its night time, and while walking home, you witness as brutal guerilla attack on the occupation forces main HQ in your town. As the occupation troops burst out to try and hunt down the attackers, you are caught up in the mess, and must flee. What does your character think, and how do they react?
The gun-fire erupts while Vittorio is in the middle of the scene, He can't run.. He can't stay - He is stuck in a fierce ultimatum of Life and Death, He hits the cold pavement and grabs a nearby rock.. Cutting his cheek open, He smears the blood over his face as Occupation forces run over his body.. Large clanking boots and gun-fire, War cries go on, But Vittorio stays - Eventually.. the shooting stops, an Italian soldier nears him, and nudges him - Then the cold steel brushes Vittorio's head, He jerks his body to the side and begins yelling.
" Sono un amico, non sparare! "
The soldier looks baffled then speaks.
" Un amico? Tu sei con loro! "
The soldier braces his rifle, and Vittorio kicks the barrel of the rifle, a shot goes off and Vittorio gets up, Occupation forces stare in confusion as Vittorio bites the soldier's shoulder, then Runs for the hill-side, Deep grass.
Shots erupt around Vittorio, He is starting to panic.. He jumps into the tall grass and keeps moving. Eventually, he finds himself on a street - He enters his warm home and cleans his cut, He feels a burning sensation and looks at his chest.. Below the lung - a Gun shot was present.. Vittorio fell to the ground, Only to be found by his mother. He awoke the next day in bed, bandaged and the bullet removed.
Name: Vittorio Scarpa
Nationality: Sicilian, Full.
Character History:
Vittorio Scarpa was the first child of Thomas and Eleanor Scarpa, Thomas was a man of great importance in Palermo, not in terms of a Resistance Movement, but in theory of a Black Hand, he was thought and passed to be one of the Fingers of such hand, Vittorio Scarpa was thrown into this life with no way to cast it out, His father was a Killer, But their family was rich - extorting the poor people of Palermo, Vittorio had to admit the genius in his father for manipulateing, But then again.. Vittorio's heart told him that his father was just another Mussolinni, an imbecile who just wanted to make a quick buck. This is Vittorio's path of life, Unless he decides to run for the Military, This wasn't a hard choice to make. Vittorio's parents split up a year ago, Vittorio went with his Mother to Roma, where Thomas had set her up with a Bakery, he was not a heartless man, Vittorio always sat in the back of the Bakery, reading letters from his brother - Giuseppe.
Caro Vittorio,
Come è mamma e papà? Ho sentito parlare di loro controversia e il divorzio, Come stai sollevando al riguardo? Vorrei che tu fossi qui, nel senso a farmi compagnia, ma spero di vedervi presto come la guerra sembra essere endng, Stay fratello forte poco
Sinceramente con Amore,
Tuo fratello, il tuo amico - Giueppe
Come è mamma e papà? Ho sentito parlare di loro controversia e il divorzio, Come stai sollevando al riguardo? Vorrei che tu fossi qui, nel senso a farmi compagnia, ma spero di vedervi presto come la guerra sembra essere endng, Stay fratello forte poco
Sinceramente con Amore,
Tuo fratello, il tuo amico - Giueppe
Vittorio whiped a tear from his eye, then his Mother called him. He hurried to help her.
Writing Sample:
Scenario: Its night time, and while walking home, you witness as brutal guerilla attack on the occupation forces main HQ in your town. As the occupation troops burst out to try and hunt down the attackers, you are caught up in the mess, and must flee. What does your character think, and how do they react?
The gun-fire erupts while Vittorio is in the middle of the scene, He can't run.. He can't stay - He is stuck in a fierce ultimatum of Life and Death, He hits the cold pavement and grabs a nearby rock.. Cutting his cheek open, He smears the blood over his face as Occupation forces run over his body.. Large clanking boots and gun-fire, War cries go on, But Vittorio stays - Eventually.. the shooting stops, an Italian soldier nears him, and nudges him - Then the cold steel brushes Vittorio's head, He jerks his body to the side and begins yelling.
" Sono un amico, non sparare! "
The soldier looks baffled then speaks.
" Un amico? Tu sei con loro! "
The soldier braces his rifle, and Vittorio kicks the barrel of the rifle, a shot goes off and Vittorio gets up, Occupation forces stare in confusion as Vittorio bites the soldier's shoulder, then Runs for the hill-side, Deep grass.
Shots erupt around Vittorio, He is starting to panic.. He jumps into the tall grass and keeps moving. Eventually, he finds himself on a street - He enters his warm home and cleans his cut, He feels a burning sensation and looks at his chest.. Below the lung - a Gun shot was present.. Vittorio fell to the ground, Only to be found by his mother. He awoke the next day in bed, bandaged and the bullet removed.
Dear Vittorio,
How is Mama and Papa? I heard about their dispute and divorce, How are you holding up about that? I wish you were here in the sense to keep me company, But hope to see you soon as the War seems to be endng, Stay strong little brother
Sincerely with Love,
Your brother, Your friend - Giueppe.
I'm a friend, don't shoot!
A friend? You're with them!
How is Mama and Papa? I heard about their dispute and divorce, How are you holding up about that? I wish you were here in the sense to keep me company, But hope to see you soon as the War seems to be endng, Stay strong little brother
Sincerely with Love,
Your brother, Your friend - Giueppe.
I'm a friend, don't shoot!
A friend? You're with them!