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Post by Gian Drago Capello on Apr 10, 2018 23:54:01 GMT -6
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[attr="class","lost1"]Promise I don’t bite~.
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[attr="class","mouths1"]”So you’re good to help me out with the hit soon, mmn~?” ”Uh-huh. I’ll do my own info search and crap, but just tell me when exactly you wanna get down and dirty with it.” ”Of course, of course~. ...Try not to get too giddy with your girlfriend during the wait, though~.” ”...She’s not my--” ”Keep denying it, and I may eventually believe it enough to try stealing her away from you again~.”
Joking banter at its finest. ...Or...a one-sided joking banter, at least. While one person in particular seemed to give a cursing hiss at the sound of that last remark, the remaining merely returned the gesture of distaste with one of amusement; sending a coyly amused smirk his way while also giving his shoulder a single, yet hefty pat. The same, ashen haired man that he had been talking to merely returned the gesture with a sluggish swat; batting his hand away before speaking some curse or another his way before shifting upon his feet and beginning to walk down one side of the sidewalk in order to continue on with his day. For several moments, the reptilian gijinka himself merely took care to gaze after him for several moments; amber voids of his following his form before ultimately shifting upwards with a tilt of his head in order to peer upon the sign of the bar that they had visited for sake of discussing the details of…
…’Something’. Let’s just call it ‘something’.
Yeah. Something. And after backtracking a little bit to think on said ‘something’, Gian Drago himself took care to shake his head before turning his own form; facing the opposing way that the other had traveled to for little more than a second or so before beginning to walk down the path laid before him. A gentle sigh left his lips as one of his hands slipped into its respective pocket for a short amount of time; reeling itself out with a small, metallic case within its grasp soon afterwards. His thumb pressed upon the button binding it together; the containment in itself parting from the center as a result in order to reveal a small array of cigarettes within it, as well as a lighter that he been secured next to them. It was around this time that he hooked the remaining hand around to pick the lighter from its respective location, and after slipping a smoke from the case with the same hand that held it, he shut the compartment with a soft click before holding it as a shield before him while igniting it soon after placing the cigarette itself between his lips. As quickly as he had ignited the lighter, he took care to cease its sparks before slipping it into his pocket; doing the same with the case long enough for him to inhale. By the time each had been tucked away, he reached a hand upwards once more to momentarily draw the cigarette away; exhaling a stream of smoke within a soft, yet elongated manner as he continued down the street and towards a corner.
[attr="class","lying1"]✎ Angelica Chastain , (its short but guess whos ready to find a kid)
Post by Gian Drago Capello on Feb 28, 2018 19:26:31 GMT -6
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[attr="class","mouths1"]”Hey~. Tao, right~? Gonna have to ask you for another one~.”[break] ”...”[break] ”Come on, hotshot~. I know you can hear me~.”[break] ”Just because I am capable of hearing your statements does not mean I have to reply.”[break] ”Hah~... What? Won’t even humor a customer~?”[break] ”Not if I do not like them, no.”[break] ”Ouch~.”[break][break]
Despite the rather blunt retorts that he had received, a laugh sounded clearly throughout the bounds of a particular bar; courtesy of one of the men sitting at the counters himself. True enough, the farthest thing he meant was harm. Annoyance, on the other hand…? Possibly. With this specific person, that was more than likely his goal. On one hand, he did know the other, younger man behind the counter - the very same one who passed him another drink despite the remarks that he took care to direct his way - through another acquaintance of his, who also knew another, mutual acquaintance. ...In fact, it was that same, mutual acquaintance that he met the first acquaintance from, and--[break][break]
...Well, you get the idea.[break] Acquaintances. Lots of them.[break] He knew people.[break][break]
He knew people, and they knew him; it was simple as that. Whether they liked him or not was controversial in the eyes of some, but for the most part, those that he knew often took a liking towards him due to that charismatic nature that he often exhibited.[break][break]
...And then there were others - much like his bartender - who didn’t quite find it in themselves to be joking or affectionate towards him.[break] In Tao’s case, it was more or less due to a few interactions that he had with his cousins and family-friends, but that was an entirely other story in itself.[break][break]
For sake of sparing him any further annoyance, however - which was his form and idea of presenting him a mercy for the meantime - Gian Drago Capello merely gave him a swift and playful wink and smirk alike; something that prompted him to chuckle a faint bit more as the younger one himself returned the gestures with his common, stoic glare before sighing and turning away in order to serve another, newer customer to the establishment. While he did so, Gian himself took care to lift the newer glass to his lips; taking a sip from the beverage itself as his scaled, draconian tail swayed vaguely behind him from over the stool top itself. His eyes scanned across several papers across the wood before him; documents that he had taken care to bring with him in order to work on while he had a drink.[break][break]
After all, work doesn’t just disappear.[break] He was in the mood for a drink, but that didn’t necessarily mean that he couldn’t work while having one.
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[attr="class","ion-android-calendar"] November 13th
[attr="class","ion-home"] Irisia, Lyeant
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[attr="class","ion-briefcase"] Company CEO, Mafioso
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Gian himself is a man of a vast amount of deeds, qualities, and behaviors, as well as many other factors that could easily be applied to him, as well. A businessman by nature and a mafioso beneath the surface; he could best be described as a rather cunning and suave man who knows what he wants while striving by almost any means to attain them. Towards the vast majority of individuals, Gian appears to give off a rather intimidating and overworldly aura by his common stance alone; exhibiting the air of importance and dominance rather easily without even trying to do so. His demeanor is one built upon power and authority, and he has no trouble in exhibited such a fact; be it through enforcing his family name in business, mafia work, or other matters. Despite his initial intimidation, however, Gian does truthfully attempt to make himself seem as approachable and lenient as possible within the more casual scenarios; making easy conversation with most, and reassuring them if they ever feel discomforted for whatever reason. After enough time conversing with him, many and most are often convinced that he's less of a stern and possibly even dangerous individual, and more of a kinder soul who truly can't help his outside appearances and first impressions for the most part. ...Those people are both right and wrong at the same time.[break][break]
On the surface - and, to an extent, beyond the surface, as well - he himself truthfully and genuinely is somewhat of a flirtatious and cunning charmer; one that prefers vastly to maintain positive bonds and connections with others for sake of keeping the general peace within his friend, family, and business groups all the same. However, one would be the wisest to never - and I repeat, never - get on his nerves with any sort of cunning and threatening intent whatsoever, because if you expect him to become intimidated, you would be gravely mistaken. He'll gladly recognize the threats posed before him, but rather than reacting in such a manner that would make him intimidated, disorganized, or anything else that any other individual would become in a more stressful and threatening scenario, this man would likely do the exact opposite. When you get down to it, Gian is a businessman; both by occupation, as well as other means. He deals within illegal activities daily as a result of being the head of his own mafia, and having been apart of the lifestyle ever since his earlier teenage years, it's safe to say that he holds the mentality that a mafia member should have; be it from the mental stability and fortification to the killer intent throughout the events and circumstances that require it. Should he be challenged in a way that he deems out of line for another, either be prepared to run or brace yourself for the worst- because he truly has no qualms with exposing your secrets to ruin your reputation on the spot in front of everyone you know and care for, and may even consider minor beatings and torture as a means of retribution if you just so happen to meet him in situations that are less than lawful.[break][break]
Within these very same scenarios, you would be more than unfortunate to come face to face with a man who is drastically different in comparison to how his normal, lawful business companions would come across; finding yourself conversing and interacting with a ruthless man of vim and vigor rather than one of harmless, playful, and mischievous charm all the same. Although he does prefer to be lenient towards those that he comes across, Gian Drago is a fierce individual when you come down to his core; fueled by revenge, vindication, and rage all the same as a result to the numerous losses within his past. To this day, he is driven immensely by the need of retribution on behalf of his family due to their deaths, as well as the manner through which they passed. His grudges against his family's murderers run deep and thick- and within the modern day and age, they tend to bleed out towards other individuals in the event that his patience and authority gets tested. When it comes down to various types of matters, the truth of the matter is that Gian, too, is capable of being a rather ruthless murderer- and one with little to no boundaries or restrictions all the same. Should he feel that he's been wronged by you, then your back will have a clear target painted upon it- and he'll do anything and everything in his power to convey such a message to you until you literally find yourself constantly stressing over glancing over your shoulder in attempt to see when and where he'll try and pull something on you.[break][break]
Moving past his more murderous and vigorous streaks, however, would lay a different type of fire; a passion that burns deeply for those that manage to hold a special place and position within his heart, as well as those that manage to gain his affection and interest alike. Gian's mannerisms in the eyes of those that he holds grudges and distastes towards were mentioned not too long ago, but in the event that one finds themselves lucky enough to hold a spot upon the opposite list - the same one that could label them as a close friend, if not equivalent to family in his eyes - then they would have a loyal and devoted partner until the very second that he is given a reason not to trust someone as much as he's capable of doing. He can be equally as caring and nurturing as he is threatening and ruthless; something that tends to catch his enemies off guard, while also giving them something to threaten him with right back. Gian holds his loved ones above all, and would more or less do anything for them if it meant keeping them safe and happy. Family is an intense point of his, which is why he holds so much remorse and vengeful intents in the aftermath of about half of his own family's passings.[break][break]
Dynasty decapitated;[break] You might just see a ghost tonight
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ABILITIES
For the most part, Gian Drago himself maintains the appearance of any other human, but the primary factor that gives way towards his gijinka genetics would, by far, be the draconian tail that he has upon his body; its scales blue with a couple of shark like fins to give way towards his own representation of the Garchomp. Alongside this, he maintains smaller wings similar to the type that would be produced along the Garchomp's actual arms- but rather than having skin and scales stretch between his own arms in order to produce them, they spread out from his back like normal wings that allow for similar gliding and extensive flying qualities that the aforementioned Pokemon has. While he himself doesn't quite hold any other attributes that openly give way towards his respective Pokemon's genetics, he does maintain several, more minor qualities that could subtly hint towards it, as well. By no means does he have any constant blades or anything of the sort that are permanently out, he does seem to have fangs that are much longer and sharper than they commonly would be. [break][break]
While he may not have the same horns atop his head that any other Garchomp would have, Gian still maintains the ability and capability to have heightened senses towards his surroundings in general. As a result of these heightened senses, Gian's reflexes tend to naturally be second to none at all, and he's capable of sensing sounds, movement or other things of the sort from far away, long before others around him would be able to notice them in some cases and instances alike. This ability tends to be somewhat passive for the most part, but if he focuses hard enough, then he can amplify this ability's capabilities in order to allow him to extent his senses outwards and to farther distances and intensities alike. It doesn't amplify standard senses like hearing or sight by any means; rather, it more or less amplifies his sense of intuition, or, as some people would call it, the potential "sixth sense" that kicks in whenever someone feels as if they're being looked at from afar, but they don't know where from.[break][break]
Alongside this, it was stated that Gian doesn't have any sort of blades or extra appendages that are constantly and openly visible to the naked eye- but that doesn't necessarily mean that he isn't capable of extended and retracting things of similar sorts at will. Similar to the Garchomp itself, Gian does have several, blade like appendages that he can use as his own, portable weapons or tools if need be, but they're more commonly kept beneath and within his flesh for the most part. The ones that he tends to use the most are capable of extending faintly from his first knuckles- so in other words, the ones that are closer to the bases of his fingers, as well as the areas where his fingers join the hands themselves. Excluding the thumb, one blade can extend outwards, but can do so for no more than about three inches on each hand. The blades upon his hands are the primary ones that he uses, but there are also retractable blades within his elbows and shoulders that he's capable of using- but those blades are more akin to spikes, as they're only about an inch and a half long.[break][break]
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Sycophants on velvet sofas
About twenty-eight years ago on November thirteenth, Gian was born as the eldest child of three to his mother and father; each named Sonia Capello (formerly Capone) and Drago Capello respectively. Alongside his two younger siblings - Paola and Celio - he received a rather nurturing and spoiled childhood; one that gave him an intense love for his family, alongside a subtle sense of greed and entitlement as a result of everything that he was given. Being the son of a duo of mafia members with a surface occupation as company co-presidents, it was more than safe to say that his childhood of spoils was easily backed up by success and wealth, and from a young age, he was taught and trained within the acts of business to prepare him for the day that he would eventually take over the company as its heir. Due to this particular upbringing, he grew up to be rather a cunning, witty, and intelligent kid from a very young age altogether.[break][break]
Lavish mansions; vintage wine
The years progressed onwards, and between private tutoring and schooling alike, Gian was eventually introduced passively to his parents' mafia lives at the age of ten. He had known about their businesses in general from earlier on, though his personal interest within the shadier things that they dabbled within never quite blossomed until he himself began to hang around his parents more and more between the occasional mafia meeting here and there. At first, both Drago and Sonia were intent upon keeping Gian away from the mafia business until he was of an older age, though after a fair degree of persistence on Gian's part, he began his training within the same year that he began showing his interest. Often times, Drago would have set a fair amount of time within his schedules aside for sake of walking his son through the normal occurrences and skills within mafia life and tactics; starting him off with weapon composition and accuracy exercises at a few shooting ranges that their family maintained connections with through the years. While he didn't physically embark upon his first mafia task and make his first kill until he was within his latter years of high school, he was highly proficient in both armed and unarmed combat alike due to his own, personal dedication to his training regimens.[break][break]
I am so much more than royal
Midway through his high school career, however, he lost his father within a drug exchange that went wrong in the long run. He himself had already been engaged within minor drug cartel activity, but because of the fact that he still stayed away from more major activities due to his youthful age at the time, he hadn't found out until he came home from school one day. That instance in particular was what began his vicious and vengeful streak. Losing his first family member proved to be the primary thing that spurred the fire burning within his heart in regards to becoming stronger. To this day, he maintains his ruthless and domineering behavior, but at some point in the past, it only ever became apparent due to the fact that he wanted to become strong enough to protect his family and loved ones in general.[break][break]
Snatch your chain and mace your eyes
Following his father's death, Gian became more and more involved within their mafia and business alike for sake of carrying the burden. Rather than taking charge within his twenties like his parents had initially planned for him to do, he became significantly more invested within the business to take over for his father- though that in itself required a good degree of persuasion towards his mother. Although he hadn't quite assumed CEO status over his family's company at that specific time, he was already in charge of many mafia and company activities by the time that he graduated high school at age eighteen. By then, he had already hosted numerous drug exchanges, assassinations, and business collaborations alike on top of his own training, but for the last couple of years in high school, he had to drop his extracurriculars to free his schedule. he still keeps up with them as hobbies to this day, however.[break][break]
If it feels good, tastes good
As a result of his condition - congenital insensitivity - Gian was born and accustomed to being unable to feel physical pain. Due to this, he had to go through constant and weekly visits and checkups with his family's personal doctors to ensure that he had no mild illnesses, fractured bones, or other things of the sort. This only proved to become more prominent as he grew older. Becoming more invested within the mafia allowed for more chances of injury, so he has grown accustomed to seeing his doctors after every single mafia operation in addition to his ongoing, weekly checkups. needless to say, his visits only increased after his father's death due to the amount of field activities that he was taking over in his father's stead.[break][break]
It must be mine
As a result of his condition - congenital insensitivity - Gian was born and accustomed to being unable to feel physical pain. Due to this, he had to go through constant and weekly visits and checkups with his family's personal doctors to ensure that he had no mild illnesses, fractured bones, or other things of the sort. This only proved to become more prominent as he grew older. Becoming more invested within the mafia allowed for more chances of injury, so he has grown accustomed to seeing his doctors after every single mafia operation in addition to his ongoing, weekly checkups. needless to say, his visits only increased after his father's death due to the amount of field activities that he was taking over in his father's stead.[break][break]
Heroes always get remembered
At age twenty-four, Gian experienced the second death within his family- and at the hands of the same, rivaling mafia that had double-crossed his father when he was still in high school. Said opposing mafia had been one that always clashed with his family, and due to that, they had always seemed intent upon starting trouble and attempting to intimidate the Capello family in general with threats and brute force to attempt to get what they wanted from them. As such, they had kidnapped Gian's younger brother and taunted Gian, his mother, and his sister with him after they had refused a generally ridiculous demand that they had made in the past. Long story short, they were sent an anonymous stream that broadcasted a live torture session for Celio. After a little bit of faux negotiation, the other mafia physically disabled Celio bit by bit as Gian and his men were already on their ways to save him; first beginning by shooting his kneecaps, and then did the same to his elbows and shoulders before offering a ransom opportunity. Before Gian could answer, though, the other mafia members shot one more bullet directly through Celio's head to kill him. If Celio had lived, he would have been eighteen within the present day.[break][break]
...But you know legends never die
Three years later at age twenty-seven, Gian ended up losing his younger sister within similar matters, circumstances, and reasons all the same. After a minor fiasco and disagreement, the same, rivaling mafia kidnapped Paola and held her hostage; once again sending Gian and his mother a live stream to watch as the men themselves beat her in their own forms of retribution. Much like Celio had been, Paola was intensely and brutally physically abused- but unlike her brother, she hadn't been shot or anything of the sort. Rather than suffering from overly bloody and mortal wounds during her captive period, she was only badly bruised with smaller wounds at most, but her captors ended up sexually harassing and abusing her; purposely making Gian and his mother able to see what they were doing before killing her. Like before, Gian and his companions were on their ways to try and save her, but even after finding out about her death, he took it upon himself to beat those who had done the most damage to his sister down before directing his men to dispose of the bodies.[break][break]
And if you don't know, now you know
Now at age twenty-eight, Gian has officially taken over as the CEO of his family's company; aiding his mother consistently as she herself stepped down to take the position of vice president instead. Within the aftermaths of the history of deaths within his family, his direct kin only consists of himself and his mother- and he's been aggressively intent upon keeping his mother safe because of it. Over the past several years, he's taken it upon himself to continue his training for sake of keeping himself in pristine shape, as well as to ensure that he doesn't get overly injured throughout the incoming mafia tasks that happen to arise on his end.[break][break]
there is nothing left to take, but i still try to reach. try to swallow it all down, yet i can't seem to breathe. just a single pill of mine, nothing else would suffice - i take it in, now i'm alive. my phone is set on lock, and i don't really care. there's a tangle and a knot that i cannot repair. i'm a tragedy, i'm ugly, i'm trying to hide. i say "hello", then wave "goodbye". see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honestly. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see it run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i still refuse to believe.
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>>> FRIENDSHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1 every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> HATESHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1 every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> LOVESHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1 every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> WANTED
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
