Vince began to shake his head, intending to reply to the question Clarence had tossed back to him. But then he heard,
"Grab Freddie."
Vince didn't even have to look to know who's voice this was. It was the voice of his father. His Don. Low and a bit gravelly, the voice that pulled his...
Vince nodded along, waiting to catch every ulterior-motive, every false move in the words and expression of the other, though all he really picked up was the sarcasm on a silvery tongue. And really, as expected, Clarence turned the attention away from himself once again, toss their conversation...
Vince was glad for the change of scenery, and felt quite refreshed by the night air. Yes, summer was still lingering in the city, clinging to the earth as if to stay for only a moment longer before autumn gripped the world and people forgot the warmth and freedom of summer months, but nights...
"I think I may understand your sentiment to some extent." If these words had been spoken to anyone else, perhaps Vince would have let his face soften for a moment, but even if the two young men conversing was the picture of civility to ignorant eyes, Vince knew that a slumbering beast lie below...
Vince turned away from his father and Mr. Watson to acknowledge Clarence, he had just been about to approach the other man. Obviously they were of a like mind for the night.
Vince easily accepted the drink and didn't skip a beat as he chuckled wryly and replied as casually as one might...
Vince gave his father a brief nod, his eyes still on the newcomer. What his father required of him with the other youth was no issue, and Vince wasn't much of a drinker, so the bit about appearing sober didn't concern him much, even if he did drink, Vince was known to hold his drink well. Vince...
Vince watched as Clarence wandered away, not that there was particular reason to pay him mind at the moment. He and the other youth had only met on a few occasions, and never in such relaxed circumstances as now. Either way, Vince had quickly picked up on the undoubtably wit and easy charm of...
Ah, sorry! I'm taking a risk and typing everything on mobile here, so replies are a bit slow to reach me and I don't get them unless I refresh the site, so I hadn't realized you'd joined yet. And I'm sorry, I really just added Carmen's name in the bit where Vince introduced his sisters just now...
Vince nodded to his sister as she obliged him and lit up the cigarette and then Tommy, as the man joined them, Vince was surprisingly fond of Tommy, despite how awkward he was around the Caretti children at times, especially Olive, and though he really wasn't quite sure, he couldn't help but...
While Vince wasn't the sort to initiate most physical contact he frankly didn't mind being touchy-feely with either of his sisters, mostly because Rosie was his baby sister and he and Olive had spent a lot of time wrestling and kicking each other in their younger years, skinsip wasn't an issue...
Vince checked himself in the mirror and did a last once-over his sleeves with the lint roll before setting the brush down and straightening out his vest. This was an important dinner party, and he refused to be any source of embarrassment for his father.
As he opened the door to leave his...
Name
Vincenzo Caretti
Nicknames
Vince • Vinny • Jr.
Age
23
Family
Caretti
Position in Mob
Eldest son of the Caretti family.
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Appearance Description
It's fairly clear which family Vince belongs to, he has his father's dark and intense eyes and thick...
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"I remember when I used to sob my heart out, grin like the world was wonderful, scream like I was dying, all that trash. But these days I mostly just feel nothing. Like everything's gone, ya know?.... Is that growing up?"
Oliver Joseph Banks
(Life) Theme Song:
(Romance)...
Isaac wasn't comfortable here, in this place. It smelled of domesticity. Not that Isaac could truly claim that he knew what that particularly smelled of. Perhaps it was the scent of old wood and stone and cloth and a faint smell of food just prepared that morning. Something that was grounded and...
Sounds great to me! I prefer OC's as well. And I'm perfectly fine with either a group RP or 1x1, whichever you prefer. Admittedly I'm pretty new to the fandom, so please try to forgive me of any mistakes concerning lore, but I'll try my best.
Just PM me when you're ready, 1x1, group, whatever...
Well I really don't usually participated in Fandom role-plays but I just saw Mad Max: Fury Road and honestly I'm fairly obsessed with the world and atmosphere, so consider my interest piqued.
And I know you said you weren't sure of the details, but I'd be appreciative if you could give me a...
Isaac had said nothing the entire time. And it was not because there was no time to voice his thoughts, and he had confidence that if he truly wished to speak up his voice would carry enough to be heard by all in the group, but he currently had no desire to break words with the others. He found...
Isaac lowered his head in a sort of shaking motion as he responded to the girl, who was apparently a mediator in this whole mess,
"It's alright, I'm no idealist, I expected this much." He had been contemplating speaking up before Polaris had done so, but had wondered if that would be crossing...
Hain wouldn't lie to himself, the sudden appearance of the men surrounding them had frazzled him a bit. He blamed it partially on his hunger and partially on his pure lack of awareness. Which he had speculated before-hand, probably wasn't all that great.
Thankfully though, Hain found himself...