Post by Tony Baravelli on Jul 3, 2009 4:14:44 GMT
Suspect: BARAVELLI, TONY
WARNING: This suspect is considered foreign and charming.
[/size]WARNING: This suspect is considered foreign and charming.
Basic Stats:
Name: Tony Baravelli
Known Aliases: Tony, Baravelli
Gender: Male
Age: March 22, 1905, 22
Ethnicity: Italian
Nationality: Italian
Physical Description:
Mug shot: Chico Marx
Height: 5'11”
Build: Average
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Brown
Known Disguises: Just because he is poor doesn't mean that Tony doesn't dress sharp. When he is not working he dresses in a collared striped shirt, tie, and jacket. His pants are the ever popular Oxford Bags, his are relativity baggy at that. He wears the best shoes he can, often the are not highly polished but they still look presentable. When working he wears slightly baggy pants, a striped collared shirt, sometimes without a tie, and a vest. At all times he wears his hat, a style that can't quiet be identified.
Distinguishing Marks: He has a long scar on his left shin from an accident he had as child. Other than that he has no real marks, though everyone recognizes his hat and sly grin.
Psychological Report:
Self Image: Tony see himself as a charming and hardworking guy. He is cocky and gives himself a little too much credit for being hardworking. Still he is very capable of being a charming fellow. He is a firm believer that he will make it big as a gambler one of these days. He is extremely self-confident which has been a blessing unto him since it has allowed him to make it through rough times.
To the Outward Eye: Tony looks like he thinks he does, confident and charming. Most who have seen him working know he isn't that hard of a worker. To some he appears slow because he does get confused with some English phrases, particularly when people speak fast. It is not totally uncommon for him to take a perfectly good sentence and think someone just strung words together.
Social Status: Even though he is an immigrant Tony is a popular fellow. It's hard not to like the man, he's friendly, charming, and easy going. Though he does chase after women he does manage to do it in a tasteful way. He won't go after someone else's gal and can tell when he just isn't going to have any luck. The only people he is unpopular with are those he owes money to. He tends to pile up debt and be slow to pay it back.
Religion: Catholic
Sexual Orientation: Straight, he is a downright chicken chaser
Fears:
-Drowning
-Getting Killed
Quirks/Habits:
-Whistles
-Always Ready to Make a Quick Buck
-Always remembers when someone owes him something
-Easily pursued by a petty girl
-Always pays his debuts late
-Honestly seems to think he's going to get rich gambling
Likes:
-Cards
-Gambling
-Free Time
-Prohibition (because he can make money)
-Cars
-Women
Dislikes:
-Loosing Bets
-Not Shaving in the Morning
-Being Wet and Cold
-Rain
-Police
Detailed Report: Tony is outgoing, charming, kind, and a tad lazy. He is quick to make friends and is a good judge of character. Though some dislike him because he has a bit of a hard time with English, particularly when someone talks fast, most enjoy his company. He is always ready to play a game of cards, particularly if there is money involved. He works as an iceman which means he wakes up early in the morning and works long hours but this has never hurt his mood. In fact, it is rumored that he sells liquor from the back of his cart which brings him a little extra money.
He is not well educated by any means but he is not stupid. Often times the appearance of stupidity comes from his inability to speak perfect English rather than not knowing what he is talking about.
Other: He has a bit of a gambling problem, he might even be a gambling addict.
Additional Information:
Occupation: Iceman who may or may not be smuggling and selling liquor
Socioeconomic Status: Poor
Education: Some Grade School
Weapon of Choice: Blackjack
Car/Vehicle/Mode of Transport: Ice Cart
Special Skills: He has an amazing memory. He can remember faces, debts, cards, you name it. He may very well have a photographic memory.
Languages Spoken: Italian and English, his Italian is better than his English and he speaks with a rather strong accent (that I am not even going to try to type out)
Known Accomplices:
Blood Relatives:
Father: Guiseppe
Mother: Suzana
Oldest Brother: Dante -Deceased-
Older Sister: Maria
Younger Brother: Riccardo
Younger Sister: Cecilia
Youngest Sister: Eva
Romantic Partner: N/A
Other: N/A
Pets:
He doesn't own any pets but he does work with a horse named Pip, who is extremely calm, almost sleepy.
Past Offences:
Birth Place: Near Gela in Italy
History: Born near Gela Tony was the third child of six. His family worked as farmers, everyone helped out on the farm. This was probably where Tony got his dislike of work from. Between work and school the child had little free time. In 1915, when he was 10, the Great War broke out. Things changed for him starting at that point.
One major change was that he stopped going to school. His mother feared that her children would get killed and kept them at their home. She put them to work on the farm since her husband had gone to war. The years during the war were the hardest that the Baravelli's ever faced. They where never attacked and the war stayed far enough away that it didn't cause damage to their home luckily. That didn't mean that it didn't affect them though.
Even after the war things did not get better. Papa came home but he was different, he was colder and stricter. Little noises made him jump and he yelled more often. The new father wasn't the only hardship though. Things had been tough before the war but afterwards they where worse. Even though the family lived on a farm it was hard to feed everyone, there where a lot of nights when the family didn't eat. Tony's older brother left the farm to find work in Gela to bring in some more money but he never came home. It turned out that he was killed in a cholera epidemic. It seemed the family's only luck was that they where not grape farmers.
Tony thought the only way to improve his life was to go to America, the land of opportunity. After some hard work and a little help from the rest of his family he bought a ticket and promised to send whatever he could back to them. While he seems to never be able to remember to pay his debuts Tony has never forgotten to send back a share of his profits from whatever job he had.
RP Sample:
Kaley was shocked beyond words when the dark haired girl took off at a run through the crowd. Why would one do that she wondered. Surely she knew that running would bring beatings and pain. Besides that it would displease the Master, that would bring pain to all the others as well. Perhaps the bat wouldn't punish the group, Kaley thought to herself, most Masters only ever took out their anger on the one who did the bad deed.
It took only seconds for the well muscled man to take off after the dark haired girl. Having followed him very close after he had been handed the roped that was tied to her she could hear the soft moan he let escape his lips. The idea that this Master punished collectively came back to Kaley; that was the only reason she could think of as to why he would moan like that. A wave a fear suddenly came of the young woman. She became very aware of the animals around her, the bat's piercing eyes came back into her mind, and the fact that she was alone stuck out in her mind.
Uncertain if she should try to follow after the man, find the bat, or simply stay put she looked about her. She didn't know it but she had a terrified look to her, she could not handle being alone like this. She needed a Master to tell her what to do at all times; helplessness had been the price of her obedience. Frantically her glance changed from the bat to the pair of running humans and she hunkered down the best she could hoping she received a command.
It took only seconds for the well muscled man to take off after the dark haired girl. Having followed him very close after he had been handed the roped that was tied to her she could hear the soft moan he let escape his lips. The idea that this Master punished collectively came back to Kaley; that was the only reason she could think of as to why he would moan like that. A wave a fear suddenly came of the young woman. She became very aware of the animals around her, the bat's piercing eyes came back into her mind, and the fact that she was alone stuck out in her mind.
Uncertain if she should try to follow after the man, find the bat, or simply stay put she looked about her. She didn't know it but she had a terrified look to her, she could not handle being alone like this. She needed a Master to tell her what to do at all times; helplessness had been the price of her obedience. Frantically her glance changed from the bat to the pair of running humans and she hunkered down the best she could hoping she received a command.
Suspect Affiliation:
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Age: 18
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