Ciro Lombardi
(by Sizerly)
"Ya'know, I think I'd like you more if you were dead..."
-- Ciro
QUICK NOTES FOR POTENTIAL ARTISTS
Name: Ciro (pronounced CHEE-ROH. if you pronounce it like SEE-ROH, he will yell at you. if you pronounce it like CY-ROH, you will quickly discover a SHOE IN YOUR FACE.)
Age: 25
Eye colour: Brown
Hair: Brown, tucked behind his ears with a little bit of bang still hanging loose.
Body type: 6'0'', olive skin, a bit toned.
Short personality: Loudmouthed, confrontational, bossy, impulsive.
Distinguishing features: His glasses, the fact he's got a (albeit small) mafia famiglia.
Outfits: Likes darker colours. You can put him in a suit or dress him up classy if you want, or you can just draw him in something nice but casual.
Themesong: XXXXXXXX
Universe: n/a
DETAILED PERSONALITY
Ciro follows his gut, always and forever. One of his many philosophies is, THINKING GETS YOU KILLED! He's content with making all his decisions as they come to him and dealing with the consequences later-- even if that consequence is possibly death.
Ciro is very abrasive, and loves getting into fights and arguments. He's also quite forward, and has no qualms telling somebody all the problems he has with them. Needless to say, this often gets him into a lot of s**t.
He's very street smart, but booksmart... not so much. He still has to count on his fingers to add or subtract anything if a calculator is not present, and big words can confuse him.
HE'S THE BOSS. As such, he treats people as if he is the master and they are the dogs, and gets very frustrated if he isn't listened to.
Doesn't really give a s**t about anybody but himself and his very small famiglia.
CIRO'S PAST
AS A YOUNG LAD, Ciro was obsessed with mobster films, and had a goal to one day be the boss of his own gang!
As he grew older, he accepted how romanticized movies made the mafia and attempted to get into regular work... though soon got involved with some seedy people and realized how fun crime was... and ended up forming his own ragtag Famiglia. He set up base in a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant owned by one of his gang's members.
One rainy day, he caught what he guessed was a street kid trying to steal food from the kitchen and, to teach him a lesson, chased him out into the fields surrounding a nearby power plant (in the pouring rain, no less), caught him, and put a gun to his head. He hadn't been meaning to shoot, just scare the ******** out of the kid so he'd think twice before messing around with somebody like Ciro. Overkill? Maybe, but it's not like he gave a damn...
... except this happened to be another case of his impulsiveness getting him into a bad spot, as the little thief became a rather monstrous plant-esque abomination and threw him around like a ragdoll for a few moments before returning to normal.
IT WAS THEN that Ciro realized he wasn't dealing with an ordinary street punk, and took the kid in, figuring perhaps he'd be of use. Ever since then, more and more weird s**t has been happening to him and his gang.
RELATIONSHIPS
- working on that
OTHER s**t
Can't actually handle alcohol because his mouth is too sensitive... so he knocks back gingerale and pretends to get shitfaced when he and his family all drink. Nobody's figured it out yet.
