Post by Antonio Franklin De Luca on Jul 19, 2012 11:11:16 GMT -7
n a m e ---[/color] Antonio Franklin De Luca
n i c k n a m e ’ s ---[/color] Tony, Boss, anything his wife comes up with
d a t e o f b i r t h ---[/color] (49) 23/October/1963 [/size][/blockquote]
p l a y b y ---[/color] Robert Downey Jr
h e i g h t ---[/color] 6'0"
w e i g h t ---[/color] 230 lbs
b a s i c ---[/color]
Antonio looks as any Mafia leader/Alpha werewolf would look: handsome, mysterious, friendly and slightly intimidating at 6'0. His weight is mostly muscle, being the alpha of his family he must be the strongest and the smartest. His brown eyes can usually show what he's feeling, though it's usually amusement (either from playful banter with his wife or teasing his children). However, if you get him angry, his friendly brown eyes turn dark with anger and you could wind up with werewolf claws to the face if you are not careful, especially if you're part of the supernatural.[/size][/blockquote]
Antonio's hair is a mid to dark brown color, with gray strands peaking through the thick, brown locks. His goatee is flecked with gray as well, though it's more noticeable in his facial hair. He dislikes hiding it, as to him it means experience and wisdom (though he is thankful he hasn't gone completely gray since he became leader of his pack). His hair is long enough that it can be combed back for formal affairs, but he usually keeps it in casual disarray, whether it's for spending time with family or business deals.
His clothing is probably what changes the most. When he has nothing to do all day he wears jeans and a t-shirt, which has oil stains from spending time in his garage (he cleans up if he's spending the day with his wife, going for a dress shirt instead of a t-shirt). If he has business to take care of he wears a Chicago pinstripe suit with a tie and glasses (to look more professional), and if he has a formal event to go to he wears a black tuxedo with either a tie or black bow tie, he doesn't care which.
l i k e s ---[/color]
o Cars
o His family
o Intelligence
o Alcohol
o Big dogs (Great Danes, Dobermans, Rottweilers)
s t r e n g t h s ---[/color]
o Honest
o Loving
o Clever
o Family
d i s l i k e s ---[/color]
o Vampires
o People that don't listen to him
o Hangovers
o Motorcycles
o People handing him things
w e a k n e s s e s ---[/color]
o His family
o Money
o Cars
o Alcohol
w a n t s ---[/color] To get the vampires out of his town, his family to be happy
f e a r s ---[/color] Death by vampire, fears his wife might leave him, fears he may have to kill his family one day
p e r s o n a l i t y ---[/color]
Antonio is usually a very kind and honest man. He's a good friend to have, Mafia ties or not. He can be a bit sarcastic and teasing at times but that just means he trusts you as a friend, though the sarcasm is usually deadpanned and often sounds like he means it. That's just his way and often his wife will apologize for his "behavior."[/size][/blockquote]
However, even though he's a very loving and kind man, he can be very dark as well. Leading a Mafia can change a person, and it changed Antonio. Getting on his bad side is a place nobody wants to be, because he has the ties and money to destroy you and everything you worked to have. If he personally goes to talk to you about something you did to hurt him, his family, or his pack, you better expect you're not coming out of that alive.
But aside from that, Antonio is a family man, one that will take care of his own and make sure they're provided for, human or werewolf. He doesn't discriminate when it comes to his family if they were born human or not, he gives them the same opportunities. He's not a cruel man, far from it, he can just be a very angry one. He would never hurt his family under any circumstances, which makes him worried for his position in the family because if he has to kill a member of his family to keep from seeming weak, he would have a very hard time with it.
And another thing! Antonio is not a weak man, far from it. His family is his strength and don't underestimate his intelligence either, as said earlier on the strongest and smartest werewolves can lead the pack.
f a m i l y ---[/color]
Wife, eldest son, fraternal twins (Alexander Frank De Luca and eldest daughter), second youngest son, youngest son, youngest daughter (Four boys, two girls, will edit when they've all got official names and ages)
h i s t o r y ---[/color]
Born in late October, 1963, Antonio Franklin De Luca was born to the leader of the De Luca family, Edward Alexander and his Italian-born wife, Maria. Antonio is the eldest son but not the eldest child, as he has one older sister and one younger. Since his family was a bit more old fashioned when it came to the next leader of the family, Antonio was automatically the next leader of the De Luca family (even though he still had to prove himself as his sisters wasn't completely out of the running.)[/size][/blockquote]
Antonio was the apple of his mother's eye, and you could say he was a bit of a Momma's boy (what Italian man isn't?). His mother taught him the Italian language, which Antonio caught onto quickly since children's brains soaked up information like sponges. His mother made him promise as he got older that his children should learn Italian, and so far he hasn't broken that promise. But back to his childhood.
Growing up he spent his school years being home schooled by the best tutors, something he made sure his children didn't experience. As he got older, into his teen years, his father started showing him how to run the family business. Antonio had yet to shift into his werewolf form but his father was confident it would happen. So, when Antonio was 15, during a particularly nasty argument with his father about "the business", with anger surging through his veins, he transformed into his werewolf form.
With his position as head of the family solidified, he 'graduated' from high school at 18 and his parents said he could go anywhere for college, so he choose MIT. While his parents disliked him going so far for school, he was grateful for it. No parents meant he could go a bit crazy.
And crazy he did. In MIT he discovered his love of cars, alcohol, and family. Family only because he realized that his mother's genes were just a bit stronger in him than his father. He loved his family, and wanted a big one. But that was for the future, and he was in the present. He was more focused on school and the college parties that he was going to.
He graduated from MIT in 4 years with degrees in Engineering and Social Science. Some asked him what the hell he would do with the latter degree, but he just smiled and said he was going to take over his family business, which pleased them. Though his father, who certainly wasn't ready to give his position up to a 21 year old, told his son to travel the world, check on a few of the family's connections.
So he did. His first stop was England, which he didn't much enjoy. He liked sun, and England certainly did not have much of that. He traveled all over Europe, checking on his family's business connections, and his last stop was in Italy. He was 22 when he met his wife, and while she wasn't Italian, per say, he did meet her in the country his father met his mother.
She was, in every aspect, perfect. She was intelligent, fierce, and a werewolf. Her platinum blonde hair fell gracefully and her blue eyes sparkled. For half of his 22nd year of life he tried desperately to get her to go out with him, playful banter aside. He flirted, she came back with a witty response, and he'd reply in kind. They could go on like that for hours. When he talked to his parents about her on the phone his mother worried that she would be a bad match for him, but his father just said "Go for it."
So he did.
They were engaged in the spring of 1986 and got married that fall on his family's ranch. They honeymooned on his family's private island in Italy for the rest of the year (up until Christmas) and when they got back home Antonio was put in charge as his father's right hand man, getting closer to learning about the business.
Even though Antonio had more responsibilities he never forgot his wife, whom he doted on and loved with every fiber of his being. When he found out that she was pregnant with their first child he was...Scared. Antonio was still very young, how could he start raising a family? His mother, who's health was slowly declining, just told him that he was going to be a good father and she believed in him.
Antonio and his wife welcomed their first son into the world nine months later and Antonio quickly fell into the roll of 'Father'. When he wasn't taking care of his family's connections he spent his days in his office with his son in his arms or in a carrier on the desk. He disliked the idea of having his children being raised by nannies.
When Antonio turned 25 his father died of a heart attack, quite suddenly, and he was put in charge of the family business. Soon after his younger sister ran off after a two week romance with a man named Fox. That shocked everybody, and Antonio didn't know what to do about it. While he was certainly prepared for the business side of things, he was scared. He never had to kill anyone that went against his family, but now he would have to. Never family though, never his family. He vowed not to do that. So his sister lived.
When he was 26 his wife gave birth to fraternal twins, second son Alexander Frank and his first daughter. He did the same thing to the twins as he did to his firstborn, carried them around while he worked in his office. He was a good father, but a few months after his twins were born he had to do something that he disliked.
Killing someone.
He went personally to get the job done, make it look like a wild dog attack. He first paced around the man, telling him how he went wrong in their agreement. He then started saying that he wouldn't get to see anything ever again, and turned into a werewolf. Antonio viciously attacked the man, making sure that he was still alive to feel as much pain as possible. He was dark, a side of his personality he discovered at this moment.
And he loved it. The feeling of power, the power to take someone's life away, slowly and painfully. It was...different. Once home and with his first kill behind him, he decided to keep this from his family, as much as he could. Though his wife he couldn't hide anything from.
Another son was born into the family a year or so later, and Antonio started to talk in Italian to his children, and they were starting to pick it up. His mother also spoke to them in Italian, spoiling her grandchildren like she was supposed to. As Antonio got older, he realized that Alex was a human, and this worried him a bit. He decided at that point that if any of his children were human, that they would be bitten to become a werewolf, though if they refused -and he didn't want to think about it- they would have to be kept quiet.
Permanently.
That disturbed Antonio greatly, the idea that he would have to kill his own children. He didn't want to, hated the idea really.
Three more children were added into the family by the time he was 32, two more boys and a girl. Six children and all got the same treatment from their father. They all got their time in his office, in his arms, away from nannies. They were also sent to school in Dorrington, instead of his homeschooling. He made sure they got the best of everything. He didn't want to send them to boarding schools of any kind because it meant less time at home as a family.
Besides, he also needed to start grooming one of them to take his place as head of the family. He decided that they would start learning by working in the family business first, from the ground up. He didn't want any of his children to feel like they were going to be left out, and he heard horror stories from other families where siblings of the head of the family got greedy or jealous and wanted that power.
He was certainly glad his sisters didn't want his job.
When the sheriff of Dorrington disappeared, he got worried. The sheriff always had ties to his family. Always answered to the Alpha, to him. This one...was coming from out of town. This worried Antonio greatly, as his business could be threatened, as would his family.
He couldn't have that.
Now 49, Antonio has aged considerably since first meeting his wife, and his family would now expand either through grandchildren, or other means because he had his big family, he and his wife were too old to start again with a new baby. Besides, he had bigger things to worry about than that. He needed his family safe and the sheriff to be on his side.
y o u r a g e ---[/color] 18
c o n t a c t ---[/color] Skype, AIM, MSN, PM
c o d e w o r d ---[/color] Admin Edit
r o l e p l a y s a m p l e ---[/color]
Why did Angelo want to go out shopping with his daughter? To spend quality bonding time with her and to restock her paint supplies. He knew she was running low on something, what he didn't know. Just call it Daddy's Intuition that he knew what she needed, when she needed it. He'd gotten very good at that over the fifteen years Willow and Laurel were alive. Angelo smiled as he thought about his children while getting ready for the day, it made his long still heart fill with love.[/size][/blockquote]
He laughed aloud, looking down at the ground. Long ago he didn't want love, and when he stopped looking for it he found it. How does that happen to people? He'd never know. So he just called it fate or chance or whatever it's called and left it at that. He was very thankful for what happened, he loved his Niya to pieces. And when the coven was blessed, or cursed, with a set of hybrid twins, well, he was over the moon. Especially since they preferred him over all the other men in the coven.
Though that could be because of his mate. Niya was very good with little children. She adored them and they adored her. Even some of the older vampires in the coven loved Niya, though that could be because she has some secret second power that they don't know about. All Angelo knew was that his mate should always be happy and never upset or angry. If anybody broke Niya, their head would be on a silver platter within a second.
That isn't to say that Angelo is a horrible person, no no! Quite the opposite, it's just that when it came to his family he would fight first and ask questions later. Not a good thing. He hated seeing anyone in his family upset. Especially those closest to him. Kurai and Ly he cared slightly less about, but the same rule applied to them just as strongly.
Don't mess with Apollo's family.
But Angelo was a very patient man, he had to be with two nutcases in his family. So as he waited for his daughter to open her door, which he knew wouldn't take long. He looked around the hotel hallway and took in the various decorations and decor that the Greeks put in it. He didn't like a few of the style choices but he rarely stayed in this hotel long. He had another house in Sicily that he loved to go to and was much better suited to his tastes, though his 'home' you could say was always here. Willow was here, as was Enn, so he rarely left the hotel without them. Though he was glad when he did.
When Willow opened the door he stood up straight and was just in time to catch the glomping mute hybrid in his arms. He laughed and kissed her head, smiling and beaming like a happy father would to see his daughter. When she pulled back and started to sign to talk to him he laughed, shaking his head, *This is the right door I meant to knock on, I just wanted to look nice when we went out today. I'm looking forward to our father/daughter time.* He signed back, glad that he learned sign language so Willow wouldn't have to write everything to talk. He was upset Willow couldn't talk at times but he was very grateful that she couldn't because he loved her for who she is, and he loved her little giggles more than anything.
He nodded as she signed that she had to find her shoes and he looked around the room, eyes scanning through the imperfect contacts to try and help her find the rainbow shoes. Though, it was hard since her entire room was rainbow. He started searching a corner of the room, shifting through clothes and other paint stained fabric to try and help. He chuckled and picked up one rainbow converse, holding it up by the laces. "I found one shoe, caramia, but I do not see the other one in this pile. Did you find the other?" He asked as he stood up to see if she had her answer.
