Alessio

CHARACTER OVERVIEW xxxxxOOC: This section had a lot of rambling text that made little sense. This will be solved soon. RP HOOKS Glass Walker - Alessio is a Garou, a member of the Gaian faction and part of the Glass Walker (Urrah!) Avenger - He patrols the streets as a sort of urban avenger. Whatever he can do to make sure the Wyrm does not gain a foothold, he will do. Human laws do not apply. Former Hitman - He used to work as an enforcer / hitman for the mob and other similar parties, even after he was subjected to the Rite of Passage (at which time he took contracts from fellow Garou and Kinfolk). He still has it in his blood. Urban Warfare - He's spent his life fighting on the streets. How to move, how to think and how to fight on the streets and in buildings; be it an apartment building or office building, he knows how to get it done. The Street - Alessio can sometimes be referred to as The Eagle on the streets, where he has quite a bit of influence. CASEFILE #13148-A ALESSIO ACQUILA RITENAME: DOUBLETAP Casefile #13148-B, opened by the honorable Jules "Encrypted Verdict", Philodox. Athro. What follows is an interview made by demand of the Elders at Broken Mirror Sept, LA, sitting in judgement over the Ahroun Doubletap before his attempt to Challenge for the right to be Fostern. I was born Alessio Acquila to parents who hardly wanted anything to do with me. I was left to fend for myself, a very angry youth in a very angry world. Learning to fight came first. Learning to defend yourself? I didnt have to do that after learning how to fight. I knew about guns before I knew about girls. And once I knew about guns, girls came along naturally. I was an errand-boy for the organised crime groups before being recruited to do more important things. From that point onwards, I could only move upwards. But my capacity for violence soon had the underboss see me in a new light. And before I knew it, my path was staked out for me. I was born under the full moon. This would be the main reason for my capacity for violence, brought on by a burning anger deep within me. I was angry at everything and everyone. Fighting came natural to me, and so the underboss for the crime syndicate began to stake out my path to utilize this power within me. It was not until I actually had my first change, however, that my future was truly set in stone. He took me in, and he kept me hidden. He taught me to marshal my newfound power and he alone had the strength to withstand my frenzies and raging nature when it fell upon me. He alone could teach me to hold my rage in and fight back. And in the end, I became his muscle. I was honed into a hitman, his own personal assassin sent out to kill the most voilent and potent of targets. Then things changed. They tried to take over the territory of a local pack of Glass Walkers. That was the end for my mentor, my boss, and the beginning of a new life for me. The Glass Walkers found me in that instance; a lost cub who had lived alone and without the Garou for so many years. They took me in and they taught me about the Garou, about what I was. They saw me through my Rite of Passage and then set me back into the world to find my way. I follow the rule of law that the Garou has layed down. I do not agree with it, or the general xenophobia that they hold to, but I try to hide it as much as I can. I still utilise my capacity for violence, a skill that has made me rise in the ranks of the Garou. I no longer kill for money. Instead, I prey upon the streets; upon those that would be deserving of the bullets dispensed by my guns. ADDRESS BOOK Confidants Acacia - I feel more Kinship with the Bone Gnawers than I do my own tribe. Allies Chess - A potential close ally, if she can kick the habit. Seen Around the Block Kelli - Ever considered helium? Kaati - Nervousness personified. Burt - Your Challenge for Adren was surprising, yet welcomed. Targets of Opportunity Alessio has yet to acquire any actual enemies. And to list people he just casually dislikes would take up far too much space. That list is quite extensive. The Departed Cait - Aint Dead Yet, Bone Gnawer and fellow protector of the streets. Decided to go walk-about. Gone but not forgotten. Iseult - My Mate. Or, should I say, former? Did her Uncle catch up with her at last? Joey - My Mate. Died in the line of duty, for the Tribe. For Gaia. Quinn - A good friend. Mate to First to Fight, and more Glass Walker than Fianna. She knew more about guns than I ever would. I do miss her. Alessio vs Prospect The 11 Tribes Bone Gnawers - You are my brothers and sisters. I feel more Kinship with you than I do my own Tribe at times. It is unfortunate my own Tribe have given you reason to look at me that way. Black Furies - Militant. Not working for equality and not hiding it. Can respect that, at least. The rest? Fuck no. Children of Gaia - The last one of you I met prefered to sit in the pools in the Sept and see who would come sit in his lap. Just.. no. Fianna - Met a few. Some of them were OK and more urban that rural. I can respect that. Get of Fenris - Unsure if you will get treated to an axe in the head or a bonecrushing handshake with these guys. Thankfully, they seem to mostly avoid the cities. Red Talons - Never actually met any of you in Prospect. Which is good. Insane people. Shadow Lords - The true Leaders of the Nation? They've so far proven to be more stable than our Glorious Silver Fang Overlords. Silent Striders - I've met a few. All of them have been somewhat arrogant and strangely aloof. Silver Fangs. I have developed a simering dislike for the Tribe in general. Their activities to date, coupled with the pervasive rumour of their inbreeding, has turned me to believe they have lost their Honor and should no longer be allowed to Lead. Uktena - You guys created a Camp for Urban exploration. That.. was unexpected. Wendigo - It is a crime what was done to your Tribe. I can understand your bitterness and anger. The Fera Ajaba - All I know of you is from the stories of the War of Rage. Ananasi - All I know of you is from the stories of the War of Rage. Also, fuck no. Bastet - Heard some bad storie from your activities in Prospect. Corax - Never met one in Prospect, but heard they are around. Gurahl - Seems to be one or two of these lumbering creatures in the area. Kitsune - Please stay on your side of the Pacific. Thank you. Mokole - All I know of you is from the stories of the War of Rage. Nagah - All I know of you is from the stories of the War of Rage. Also, fuck no again! Nuwisha - All I know of you is from the stories of the War of Rage. Ratkin - Seems these guys are holding a serious, serious grudge. Starting to become threatening to the tribes in Prospect, apparently. Rokea - All I know of you is from the stories of the War of Rage. Also, third times the charm: Fuck No! Hakken Stargazers The Others Skin Dancers - Kill with a lot of prejudice. Fucking abominal. White Howlers - Yeah, right. No. Your forebears fucked up. In our world, you are held accountable for the actions of your ancestors. Black Spiral Dancers - Kill On Sight. Fomori - Kill On Sight. Mages - I doubt you are all out to kill us. But you clearly are not working according to our world view. Stear Clear if you can. Changelings - Clearly, you don't belong in this world. Wraith - Stay dead. Please. Sorc/Psy - Many of these seem to be Kinfolk. Strange folk, but so far none of them I've met have had secret agendas of their own. Loyal to those whom they are related. Kami - Eh, what? Gaian Fomori? Gorgon - I've no clue.. On The iPod Natural - Imagine Dragons Natural A beating heart of stone You gotta be so cold To make it in this world Yeah, you're a natural Living your life cutthroat You gotta be so cold Yeah, you're a natural 40:1 - Sabaton So silent before the storm Awaiting command A few has been chosen to stand As one outnumbered by far The orders from high command Fight back, hold your ground! Walk - Pantera Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence One step from lashing out at you You want in, to get under my skin and call yourself a friend I've got more friends like you, what do I do? The Losers Trail - Memento Mori Life's a painful stride Shameful tears I'll hide Step by step a limping gait Mile after mile a faithless state Stumbling on through thick and thin Through the shadows and within The longest race can not be won The loser's trail I walk upon

Alessio "Doubletap" Acquila Date of Birth: This is not a socialist state. Apparent Age: Close to / above 30? Occupation: Vigilante Ritename: Doubletap Alias: The Eagle Auspice: Ahroun Tribe: Glass Walker Breed: Homid Pack: Lone Wolf Sept: Homeless RENOWN: Adren: Glory: Honor: Wisdom:

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