Post by Wolf Heart on Sept 20, 2008 13:31:53 GMT 12
Name: Antonio Correlli
Age: None of your flaming buisness!
Gender: Male
Position: Spy
Personality: My personality? Well, we're have to wait and see, won't we?
*sigh* Sorry about that. Correlli doesn't really like this sort of stuff. Well, as you can see, he's short tempered. Angry most of the time. Though, I can say I've seen him be nice. He's smarter than most, mind.
Description: Bloody hell. You're looking straight at me and yet you want me to tell you what I look like?!
Again, sorry. He's tall, muscular and strong. Wiry, snady brown, hair. He's got a bit of stubble on his cheeks and his eyes are a kinda misty grey. They almost look like they're hazed over. You know, by mist. The clothes he's most seen in.. Hrm, that's a tough one. I guess he's seen in more "Old fashioned" clothing. A sleeveless, white, button up shirt which he never has buttoned up, brown trousers, a pair of black boots and a long, brown coat. Well.. that's about it for him I guess. Nothing exciting much. No tattoos or- Sorry, forgot the scars. He has many scars, not that most of them are notable.. Most of them are on his arms.. I guess you can notice them, he doesn't keep his coat on that much, even if it's stormy weather.
History: Why do I gotta tell you about my past?! What's done is done, nothing more to it! Hrm... I guess I might be able to tell you a bit.. Just a bit mind. So.. where to begin.. It started, with a bank job that went wrong.The heat was on, and I had to lay low for a while I got off the Grand and went to Spinoza's Fairground on the edge oftown-there's alwayswork for fire-eaters at fairgrounds. My first day there, I watched the trapeze act: the twins, Fray and Nettle. When I saw those girls fly through the air, the first thing I thought was that it was the most incredible thing I'd ever seen. The second thing I thought was that they'd make supreme burglars. And I was right, too-if there's a building they can't climb and find a way into, then I haven't seen it. Anyway, it suddenly hit me-I could put a crack team of thieves together right there in the circus, using the special skills of different preformers. The twins didn't take much persuading, and after that it was fairly simple. Who else did I ask? Well, I figured if we're going to steal stuff, we needed a getaway driver, and there was only one man for the job. Verv was the fastest and craziest stunt rider at the fairground. No one could handle a horse like he could. Of course, the fact that he was crazy helped. The only thing that mattered to him was speed. A good job, too. We'd have been caught a couple of times if it wern't for him. And then... And then there was Mountebank. Swine. A two-bit card shuffler calling himself a magician. Not that I knew that at the Spinoza's. Back then, he looked like the final piece of the puzzle. He could pick locks with his eyes closed. Doors, safes... nothing could keep him out. I wouldn't learn about the other side of him until much later... We went to work right away. And we were good. I selected the target, the twins got us in, Mountebank got us the goods, and Verv got us out again.Some of our jobs went so smoothly it was like the victims were helping us. The Baskerville Emerald was the best example of that. It was a secured safe, surrounded by a ring of body guards in a locked strongroom. How did we steal it without anyone seeing us? Even I'm not sure, and I planned it. In the end, that turned out to be our final job. Verv and the twins crossed over to Miami while Mountebank went back to preforming in London, and I... well, you know what I ended up doing.
Family: Famliy? Who needs family. Mind your own bloody buisness and stop harrasing me!
Uh.. sorry for the third time. I can't help with this one. Don't knwo his parents or what happened to thme. Don't know nothing about his family.
Weapons/Gadgets: Weapons? Gadgets? I use a flaming brand. When that runs out, which it usually doesn't, for I carry alot of the stuff, I'd go off and find whatever I could to use as a weapon. Umbrellas? Not very dangerous, but good enough. Just became a new member of this Spy organization, so I don't have many gadgets or weapons. I've got the normal pistol and that's about it.
Age: None of your flaming buisness!
Gender: Male
Position: Spy
Personality: My personality? Well, we're have to wait and see, won't we?
*sigh* Sorry about that. Correlli doesn't really like this sort of stuff. Well, as you can see, he's short tempered. Angry most of the time. Though, I can say I've seen him be nice. He's smarter than most, mind.
Description: Bloody hell. You're looking straight at me and yet you want me to tell you what I look like?!
Again, sorry. He's tall, muscular and strong. Wiry, snady brown, hair. He's got a bit of stubble on his cheeks and his eyes are a kinda misty grey. They almost look like they're hazed over. You know, by mist. The clothes he's most seen in.. Hrm, that's a tough one. I guess he's seen in more "Old fashioned" clothing. A sleeveless, white, button up shirt which he never has buttoned up, brown trousers, a pair of black boots and a long, brown coat. Well.. that's about it for him I guess. Nothing exciting much. No tattoos or- Sorry, forgot the scars. He has many scars, not that most of them are notable.. Most of them are on his arms.. I guess you can notice them, he doesn't keep his coat on that much, even if it's stormy weather.
History: Why do I gotta tell you about my past?! What's done is done, nothing more to it! Hrm... I guess I might be able to tell you a bit.. Just a bit mind. So.. where to begin.. It started, with a bank job that went wrong.The heat was on, and I had to lay low for a while I got off the Grand and went to Spinoza's Fairground on the edge oftown-there's alwayswork for fire-eaters at fairgrounds. My first day there, I watched the trapeze act: the twins, Fray and Nettle. When I saw those girls fly through the air, the first thing I thought was that it was the most incredible thing I'd ever seen. The second thing I thought was that they'd make supreme burglars. And I was right, too-if there's a building they can't climb and find a way into, then I haven't seen it. Anyway, it suddenly hit me-I could put a crack team of thieves together right there in the circus, using the special skills of different preformers. The twins didn't take much persuading, and after that it was fairly simple. Who else did I ask? Well, I figured if we're going to steal stuff, we needed a getaway driver, and there was only one man for the job. Verv was the fastest and craziest stunt rider at the fairground. No one could handle a horse like he could. Of course, the fact that he was crazy helped. The only thing that mattered to him was speed. A good job, too. We'd have been caught a couple of times if it wern't for him. And then... And then there was Mountebank. Swine. A two-bit card shuffler calling himself a magician. Not that I knew that at the Spinoza's. Back then, he looked like the final piece of the puzzle. He could pick locks with his eyes closed. Doors, safes... nothing could keep him out. I wouldn't learn about the other side of him until much later... We went to work right away. And we were good. I selected the target, the twins got us in, Mountebank got us the goods, and Verv got us out again.Some of our jobs went so smoothly it was like the victims were helping us. The Baskerville Emerald was the best example of that. It was a secured safe, surrounded by a ring of body guards in a locked strongroom. How did we steal it without anyone seeing us? Even I'm not sure, and I planned it. In the end, that turned out to be our final job. Verv and the twins crossed over to Miami while Mountebank went back to preforming in London, and I... well, you know what I ended up doing.
Family: Famliy? Who needs family. Mind your own bloody buisness and stop harrasing me!
Uh.. sorry for the third time. I can't help with this one. Don't knwo his parents or what happened to thme. Don't know nothing about his family.
Weapons/Gadgets: Weapons? Gadgets? I use a flaming brand. When that runs out, which it usually doesn't, for I carry alot of the stuff, I'd go off and find whatever I could to use as a weapon. Umbrellas? Not very dangerous, but good enough. Just became a new member of this Spy organization, so I don't have many gadgets or weapons. I've got the normal pistol and that's about it.