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changelog;- New art (again)
- Slight info changes (likes/dislikes, etc.)
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Todd Russo| ALIVEFresh Vinyl
ACHIEVEMENT BADGES
INVENTORY BADGES
SEX
Male
AGE & GRADE
19; Senior
DOB
16 NOVEMBER
HEIGHT
6’2” | 188cm
ETHNICITY | HOMELAND
GERMAN-ITALIAN
Brooklyn, New York | USA
SUPER HIGH SCHOOL LEVEL
Mobster | Yakuza
The family business. The Russo family is the most infamous crime family to exist to date. They have connections worldwide and have been running strong for the good half of a century. Due to their immense reach, they have strong ties with the yakuza and have been able to skillfully sell their "merchandise" under federal noses for decades.
Todd is undeniably the heir to a handsomely criminal throne. He is the don's eldest son and will be taking his father's place when the old man finally gets himself killed. He is a talented businessmen, so his unique set of skills pertain mostly to keeping their business in working order. Above all else, he's good at recruiting "dogs" or goons willing to do the dirty work for him. He's an excellent liar with a slick tongue and a professional when it comes to intimidation.
Although not his strong suit, Todd can usually tell when he's being lied to, as you should when dealing with other criminals.
INVENTORY
► PACK OF CIGARETTES
Brandless, filtered sticks of cancer. He never seems to run out of them and that's primarily due to the abundance of cigarettes he's got stowed away somewhere. If you ask nicely, he'll have no problem sharing.
► ENGRAVED SILVER ZIPPO LIGHTER
It's engraved with a warning. A very vague one, shouting "RISK" at you like it knows what it's talking about. It's a fire hazard, as are all lighters.
► ENGRAVED BUTTERFLY KNIFE
A gift from his father. It bares his family name and has tasted a lot of blood in it's time. It's mostly used for tricks and games nowadays.
GIFTS
► RHINOCEROS BEETLE CUFFLINKS
A gift from Ophelia. The frame of the beetle is crafted from silver while the insects carapace is imitated by a ruby red gemstone. Afraid he'll lose them, he's saving them for a special occasion rather than wearing them about willy nilly.
► MANLY PANTIES
A gift from Russell. We won't explain this any further.
KEY FEATURES
Handsome Mug
Thick dark brown hair that’s usually styled with gel. His eyes appear black in bad light and grey-ish in... slightly better light. Has a strong jawline like his paw.
Dressed to the Nines
You’ll never catch him in anything less than his finest. His casualwear even feels formal, usually pertaining to a simple grey sweater over slacks. He tends to wear slacks and vests with pinstripes and seems to own enough ties to wear a new one every day of the week. He does dress in black and white, almost like he’s leapt straight from a film noir.
Ink Stains
His right arm is sleeved with a collage of insect themed tattoos, printed in Yakuza fashion. He also has a series of moth tattoos down the length of his back, similar to this
Torn Canvas
His hands are beat the hell up. He's got a web of scars across his knuckles along with an array of scars up and down each finger on both hands. On the palm of his right hand, he has an old burn scar that goes straight across it as if he laid it flat on a hot bar. Rarely noticeable, as Todd is (usually) always gloved. A deep, lengthy scar has been generously added to his right side, wrapping just under his rib cage.
PERSONALITY
LAWFUL EVIL
ALOOF & WITHDRAWN
Even if he’s the king of organized crime, he doesn’t seem to make a lot of noise about it. He’s never very talkative with strangers and tends to answer in as few words as possible. He doesn’t need to put much effort forth to keep his expression relaxed and vacant, shedding tired, if not disdainful looks on those attempting to make small talk with him. This isn’t to say he’s antisocial, he’s simply not good at being social.
BLUNT & AGGRESSIVE
When you have successfully made him angry, he’s made it his mission to make you regret it. Todd has a scalding hot temper once you’ve ignited it, rendering him to not much more than a raging bull. In his tamer episodes of wrath, he’s been known to spit his share of slurs and weave whatever insults he fancies to try and take you down with him. In more violent episodes, well, let’s just hope you can take more than a few hits before he cools down.
CHARASMATIC & DECIETFUL
Todd might be a little too good at enhancing the truth. Depending on his audience, he may choose to delicately sugar coat things to avoid any unnecessary encounters, though it ultimately depends on how much effort he's willing to put forth to avoid any collisions. If he's made any promises to hold his tongue, he usually will hold true to it at all costs. Unnnleeess someone makes him a better deal. His loyalty can be rented but never owned.
GLUTTONOUS, FLIRTATIOUS, APATHETIC
LIKES
► Control; As to be expected with a man of his talent. Although this is rather broad, it comes in many forms. He likes having control over his "pets," but also likes having control over his living space. Due to his perfectionist ways, he likes keeping his room and the things in it neat and tidy. He may actually find cleaning relaxing.
► Aesthetically pleasing people; Todd likes to window shop. He fancies studying beautiful people from afar rather than making a fool of himself trying to engage with them. Since he's not all that inclined to commit to a single pretty face, he prefers observing them instead.
► Vintage; Were he not a mobster, he may be easily mistaken for some kind of hipster. The entirety of his family liked to keep the "dream" alive by sticking to their roots, and therefore Todd's wardrobe and tastes heavily reflect the 1920's image of the mob. He owns an array of pinstriped suits and a pair of monochromatic shoes to match. You may even find a gramophone in his dorm room among other pieces of vintage furniture.
► Smooth Jazz; Yes, the boy owns many many records. They're kept in a box somewhere. Todd fancies early jazz, ragtime, and swing. Blues is alright too.
► Knife Tricks; Todd's butterfly knife is put to use with tricks and games rather than actually stabbing anyone. Though some games may involve stabbing.
► Fights; Boy likes throwing punches. We're unsure if he has any real preference between friendly fights or aggressive fights.
► Alone Time; He's alone a lot. He prefers quiet company when he has it, but otherwise will gladly take company in the form of a good book. He tends to occupy his time alone reading something, playing card games, or disassembling watches.
► Food and Drink; Todd tends to fancy any meat you'd be so kind to put in front of him. Although he does have refined, wealthy pallet, he'll gladly stomach meat of any variety. Boy likes his carbs and tends to eat a lot, which bears various consequences. He's a big fan of coffee and prefers it black.
DISLIKES
► Small Talk; He's a little fickle when it comes to conversation. Since he's not the type to approach, most conversations spawn from being approached, but even then it's unlikely he'll want to engage with you. It's advised not to try and talk to him in the morning or before he's got any caffeine in him.
► Disorganization; He can tolerate it when it's someone else's dorm, but if you leave your half of the dorm in disarray, he's not going to be happy.
► Being Touched; If you haven't received explicit consent, don't. Touching his face or hair is especially not permitted. Dirty hands ruining his suit is understandably quite irritating knowing it's worth more than you are.
► Sweets; Perhaps his pallet is more carnivorous than we thought. He'll refuse to eat most sweet things, including soda, cake, ice cream, and candy. It often just leaves him feeling nauseous.
► Alcohol; Solely because he can't drink it without dying. He has a weak liver and drinking too much of it could result in death.
► Obnoxious, idiotic, or loud people.
► Stubborn or Defiant people; These tend to be the type to try and take his dogs away from him and they never make good dogs themselves. They tend to believe they're better working by themselves and therefore are not worth the effort.
► Puns or any form of wordplay.
► Being interrupted, talked over, or inconvenienced.
HISTORY
cw: sex trafficking, cw: drugs
Prologue: Criminally Charged
The Russo Family has been a generations long project. It spans as far back to when the mobs were only beginning to bloom in Italy as a way to protect themselves and deliver their own justice. As with all mobs at the time, it originally carried no criminal connotations, but eventually evolved into the violent creature it is today. Money was initially accumulated through extorting landowners for protection money and the mob essentially became a collection of homemade armies that thrived off the fear of others.
Near the cusp of the century, the Russo family split into two halves and moved across seas to extent their reach to the Americas. Both halves grew independently, but they still worked towards a single goal and with time came to have small operations seeded into every major city across the globe.
Being such a massive mob family, they were able to dip their hands into every major crime ring, allowing them to distribute and trade a number of illegal goods worldwide. Although alcohol no longer requires bootlegging, the family has extended their wares to a vast array of drug cartels and sex trafficking rings in order to accumulate their wealth. As with any criminal organization, the Russos are also responsible for laundering their own money and therefore have their hands in many small or large businesses worldwide to effortlessly slip their material gains under the radar. To this day, they have yet to be busted. And due to their massive size, it's hard to see them crumbling anytime soon.
Chapter I: Childhood
Todd doesn't reflect too much on his adolescence. Growing up wealthier than the average American, he perceives his childhood as relatively mundane in comparison to those who've struggled their whole lives to climb haphazardly into the lower middle-class.
His parents never married and he was conceived out of wedlock. Being his father's first object of interest, his mother lingered about during his infancy, but was eventually ushered out of his life when his father decided he wasn't interested in her anymore. Todd remembers very little about his mother, but he can't say that's something he cares too much about. He recalls seeing women come and go to the point where it became menial. The thought of women being replaceable objects was normalized in his mind very early on, perceiving them as two dimensional creatures meant to be bred with then discarded, and this was only reinforced by his father's womanizing tendencies and his intense addiction to sex.
He recalls dreading a few of his father's temporary companions, especially those who sired his sisters. Time and time again they would ruffle his hair and pinch his face, treating him like he was theirs only to result in them flaring with anger when his father inevitably did away with them. Although he played no part in this decision, these women would often outlet their anger onto him, but he suffered no extreme abuse. The most he recalls is having his hair pulled and face assaulted before his father's men would rescue him. As a result of these attacks, however, similar touches are associated with aggression and are usually met with anger.
Although his father only began showing him the ropes during his early teens, Todd was well aware of what kind of business his family was running years before then. Although his father's boasting around the house certainly helped, it was hard not to infer from the ritualistic parties they hosted to meet with connections biannually. He was brought along on business oriented trips when he was big enough to carry a gun and he became familiarized and numbed to the sting of death before he'd even entered high school. The more time spent with his father, the more his ideals rubbed off on him. Soon enough, everyone outside of the family seemed less than human to the both of them and it was easy to dehumanize those victim to their crimes.
Chapter II: School Life
His education started a year later than expected. Being a year older than everyone in your class was usually seen as a "cool" thing, but it only ended up alienating him from his peers. Especially due to the fact that private school classes are a lot smaller than a public school's, which means everyone tends to be more tightly knit together. His family reputation quickly dampened any chances he had at connecting with any of his peers and most rumors would have you believe that Todd was just as ruthless and monstrous as his father. As these rumors spread and strengthened, the more they became a reality.
Being subjected to bullying wasn't something he was going to stand for, so instead of letting his peers demonize him, he did it for them. He made himself believe that he preferred being feared rather than pitied and his confidence attracted a small following of like-minded peers. Sure, his vicious acts of violence against his fellow student earned him calls to his father, but frankly his dad didn't care enough to punish him for it. Inevitably, the neglect enabled his disgusting behavior and he only began to simmer down with age.
Understandably, none of the sheep who followed him really considered Todd their friend, rather they felt it'd be safer to be on the winning side rather than at the brunt end of Todd's aggression. So even with his following, being at the top of the food chain was a lonely place to be.
The introduction of Blight was brief and unremarkable, at least with how he remembers it. Blight was brought into the family not long after Todd's mother was discarded, so neither boy was old enough to really retain their initial meeting. Todd only became aware of Blight after catching glimpses of him around the estate on occasion when he was being transported to and from school, but otherwise they had been kept completely separate. They were even enrolled into two different private schools to keep them apart. The first time they had ever spoken was when Blight returned from his training after seemingly disappearing for six years, Blight addressing him as his superior and being very brief with his formalities.
Blight seemed... very inhuman from the start. His unnatural mannerisms left Todd seeing him as some kind of repulsive creature rather than another human. It took several months of observing him for the initial fear to wear away and soon enough he just became another one of the family's dogs, unique solely in purpose.
Todd (and by extension Blight ) was scouted out his senior year of high school by the academy to attend as their Ultimate Mobster.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
I would prefer not to RP in comments, but short casual RPs in comments are fine.
I will only RP in depth on Discord.
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Todd
SHHHRK-
Todd had never thought so much of a spade. It's a unique weapon in it's own right, not uncommon, but not something he's dealt with before either. It's something he over looked and now it's embedded in his side. It's not deep, no, but the flush of florescent pink at his side is enough to warrant confiscation. Something to be dealt with before Nigel receives his due punishment for daring to fight back. The hand around Nigel's throat tightens only to hoist him up before slamming him violently into the surface of the table, effectively using him to wipe his effects off the table. His coffee mug spews it's contents as it's knocked away and shatters on the floor not a moment after.
Before the shovel is given the chance to make contact once more, Todd uses his remaining hand to snag it, yanking it firmly out of Nigel's hands. With the amount of force he used to extract it, Nigel might've dislocated his arms trying not to lose it. Once the shovel is in his possession, Todd gets off of Nigel for only a moment, using both hands to hold the shovel at length before unceremoniously snapping it over his knee. It splits like a twig and splinters flay open as it's handle is halved in a second. Both halves of the shovel are viciously thrown on the floor without an ounce of care as Todd hurries to pin the grave robber to the table's surface once more.
The chest of Nigel's blouse is grabbed in a fistful, Todd using it as a means to steady himself as his fist is reeled back then flung at Nigel's face, clocking him square in the nose. The adrenaline surging through his system is enough for Todd to hardly even be conscious of the blood that's now running down his outer thigh or the bruise that's forming on his knee due to impact. He can't feel his wounds. All he feels is his scathing, misguided wrath and the crunch of Nigel's nose under his knuckles.
ET CETERA
TONGUES
► Todd can only speak English fluently, but! He can audibly understand most French, Italian, German, and Japanese and speak a few words in all four. Though he only knows how to roughly issue commands.
► You can bet your behind he’s got an Italian-Brooklyn accent though, my god.
BELIEFS
► Todd is a Nihilist, as in he believes in nothing and that life is meaningless.
► He also carries with him principals of absurdism, which is the belief that human existence and the general existence of the universe is purposeless and chaotic where things happen because they do without reason.
► His belief system is excuse enough for him to feel he can live without consequence because nothing matters. He really only thinks about himself.
► Todd is undeniably racist and sexist. He's not verbal about it though unless you're being immensely insufferable. He tends to dehumanize just about everyone though since it's easier to ruin people's lives if you don't see them as people in the first place. He's slowly becoming a little more open minded about this, but don't get your hopes up.
BODY
► Boy has sharpened teeth, I've decided. He also takes time to sharpen his nails just so grabbin' people hurts. Pointy boy.
► When stressed, startled, or looking to intimidate, I may draw him with white irises.
► He's addicted to nicotine and caffeine. Occasionally may abuse other substances to get high.
► Fingers are cut up since the dorkus frequents the knife game.
► He has a strong, durable build, but due to his diet he is a little soft around the edges. He's by no means ashamed of his figure and might look at you funny if you call him fat when he clearly isn't. He's just got curves and something to hold smh.
MISC
► There’s nothing too magical about his name. Todd means cunning or “fox-like” while Russo means “red”.
► Todd can play the piano. He’s not the best at it and won’t perform for anyone, though.
► He started his education a year late due to legal complications.
► Todd is bisexual, but romantically undecided. Might have a male preference.
► Until we find something better, here’s our current voice claim; X
► HEARTCHART
Todd Russo (c) DivineJaws
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Comments: 56
Oh my god
I've loved this boy ever since I saw his app
Wow queen
you're so beautiful
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oh my god x2
tbh I'm surprised so many people like him. I wasn't expecting this much attention-
you guys can't keep inflating his ego like this, 's no good--
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It's too late
It's goin through the roof
And all the attention~
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A friend of mine has already called him daddy in chat smh,,,
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He's been deemed a daddy.
You can't escape it.
Now that you're here, you're trapped.
There's no escape
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Gotta get him killed asap then---
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nOOOOOOOOOO
He can't die
protect him at all costs
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If you do not
then I will
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HIM BEING PRETTY DOESN'T EXCUSE HIM BEIN MEAN---
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literally obliterate me yakuza daddy-
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Finding herself rather parched, the short student gravitated towards the nearest place to get herself a beverage. Of course, that place being the kitchen. Stepping past the empty cafeteria room, Ophelia gladly fished about for a glass and something to drink from the fridge, preferably orange juice. She was a little unsure what stood for what when reading foreign cartons in the fridge, but she managed to deduce that the container with oranges decorating the cardboard was, indeed, orange juice.
Stepping out into the cafeteria, the short girl discovered that it was no longer empty. That wasn't the weird part, though, as she couldn't help but notice a steaming cup of what she assumed to be coffee sitting in front of the fancily dressed student.
How in the-
Ophelia looked back at the door behind her, did they get their coffee while she was in there and she just..did not notice? Woah..
Anyway...
After weighing her options, Ophelia decided it best to not hurry out of the room like a frightened weasel and instead socialize.
Taking a seat across from the other, she tried to think of something to say until finally.
"Hey, how's it goin'?"
Smooth as hell.
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So smooth I slipped on it-
Well, I suppose we should start with how he responds to being given company. He had situated himself in such a way so he could vacantly stare out of one of the cafeteria’s lengthy windows, but with how you’ve positioned yourself in front of him, now he can’t see jack shit. Yes, there wasn’t much to look at prior, be that some trees and a wall, but taking it away from him has earned you a tired squint from the shark.
How dare.
A sigh is dismissed through his teeth as he shifts to prop his head up on an arm, lifting the mug to his maw with the other to take a lengthy sip of it. “Could be better.” Is hissed against the lip of the mug once he’s parted from it to catch is breath. Ohoho… this is going swimmingly.
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Speaking of shark, how do you get your teeth like that, holy shit.
I mean- I'm normal!
Ophelia had the feeling that, no matter what the older student had said, it would've still felt awkward as hell.
"Hm..." her gaze fell down to her glass. She normally loved conversations, but not every talking session could be fun, could it? How does one talk to a mobster? Speaking of, she couldn't help but notice that anyone passing this guy down the street with the way he was dressed would immediately think Yep that guy looks like Al Capone stepped right out of the 1920s maybe we should tell em about the market crash and how he should pay his taxes?
Oh god, Ophelia felt giggles swelling in her throat. She truly did not want to make fun of him, even if he wasn't part of the mafia, she didn't like picking on people.
While it wasn't with any satisfying slam, she did drop her forehead against the table, holding back as many giggles as she could.
She knew she looked stupid, but she needed to compose herself, she was nervous and trying to cope, but making herself laugh in front of a mobster was not the best course of action, brain!
Well, with her head down, she was at least not in the way of whatever Todd was vacantly staring at before.
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What a cool kiddo!
I'd love to have our kids meet sometime! ;v;
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By all means. Just keep in mind he's one to be approached and rarely the one to do the approaching.
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That's a okay! My boy tends to to be the one to start a conversation anyway ;v;
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We can start here and move it to discord if you'd like? Assuming you have discord.
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I do! So that's perfectly fine with me
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Cool beans.
You don't mind if I ask you to start, do you? I'm not super great when it comes to starters so,
You can safely assume Todd has removed himself from the gaggle of new students to go try and find peace. He could either be lounging about reading something or just absently sauntering about on his own. Up to you-
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Oh of course not! I'd love to! ;v; though my starters aren't the greatest. I'll do my best to put something together~
"Beauty! This school is incredible!" Araiki thought to himself as he aimlessly wandered through the hallways. This place was huge, there was so much to find, so much to uncover! He spun around as he walked and hummed a tune happily to himself.
Seeking out new students was one of his many goals, so he walked around until he found someone off by themselves. Seeing someone turn the corner, he set off on after them. "G'day, mate!" He called out, happily waving as he tried to keep up. "Are ya new here too?!"
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Oh good lord. Just as he thought he had escaped the rowdy greeting committee, he's got one of its followers chasing him down. There's no point in running from fate, so instead of ducking off into the nearest opening, he simply stops in his tracks. The don turns his head slightly to peer over his shoulder, quirking a brow at the runt that's decided to come waste his time. There's a sharp, contracting feeling of loathing rising up in his chest, but he'll do his best to suppress it for now.
When they inevitably catch up to him, he speaks in but a low rumble, folding his arms tersely across his chest, "Isn't everyone technically 'new?'" He hisses, his voice sharp with his now rather blatant irritation. "Did you require something or are you just looking to make some peachy chitchat?"
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Araiki smiled brightly and offered out his hand. "Well, I guess so, mate!" He laughed. "But either way, it's gonna be fun meetin' new folks!"
The boy tilted his head over at Todd, having a cheesy grin on his face.
"I wanna introduce myself, mate! That's what I'm here for~"
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Ik I'm sounding like a broken record at this point but if you'd like to have 'em at least introduce themselves, I am more than welcoming of it.
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No worries! Also i'd love to meet you and your son! Were would you like to rp?
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Discord seems to be the best place for it rn.
I can note you my ID if you'd like?
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You're free to shoot me a starter down here if you'd like? Breaking the ice and all that.
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o man look at this guy
i love him already
would you like to rp?
i'd love for our kiddos to meet~
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You have many-a-kiddo--
I'd be more than down to interact, my guy. We've just gotta figure out who and where.
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awesome!
i can use any of my three kiddos, whoever you wanna meet first~
i can do discord, skype, or here, whichever is best for u ovo
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Wheeze. I'm so bad at picking.
I'd suggest the most mellow out of the three unless you wanna irritate the shark-
And if you're out for badges, I'd also suggest we do starters here then move to discord.
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hmm, the closest to mellow i have would probably be Domi
Zaire would probably piss him off, and Mizuki, well....honestly i have no idea with her. she somehow gets along with people who don't seem like the kind of people to like her so...i have no idea about her LMAO
so Domi or Mizuki ig, whichever you like better O3O
alright! i'm down for starting here and moving to disc
i can send a starter after we decide everything~
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Let's start w/ Dom I think.
You can safely assume in your starter that Todd has found some place away from the crowd to go smoke himself into an early grave. He could also be pawing through something to read as well. He is the type to lounge about and be self-indulgent, after all.
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alright o3ob
since the only places to read there are really the library or the magazine rack in the game room, i'll start out in the library. wider array of choices there lmao
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The soft pitter patter of the tiny candle makers feet could be heard as they slowly approached the library. Their hands were soft against the big wooden door, not making a noise when their fingers laid upon it. As the door creaked open, Domi slowly brought their face around it, almost as if they were surveying the scene before thrusting themselves at it. Nothing seemed too bad. No one was getting rowdy, and they didn't hear any loud noises, which meant this would be a calm place to relax away from the festivities of the new arrivals.
Everything had gotten so much scarier, with so many people around. Domi had always been one to keep to smaller groups; having grown up in a small town and not leaving home much, it was all they knew. After being thrown into an environment so different form the one they'd come to know, they were utterly exhausted. That's why their small body slipped in through the crack in the door, allowing it to creak shut and quietly click back into place. If this child ever let a door slam or even loudly close, they'd shock themself.
They weren't expecting to find another person they'd never seen before here. Domi hadn't gotten out much, and to them, everyone in the whole school was new. They didn't know if this person was one of the "new" students or the "old" students. That was confusing for someone who only knew around seven people total.
"Hello." They quietly called out, their voice soft and gentle. This was just the typical voice of the candle maker, though they would have hated to be loud in such a quiet place. "I am not believing I have met you before. If I am not interrupting, of course." They were quick to add that last part, never wanting to be rude or cause an inconvenience, especially not to someone they'd not even met yet.
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Oh oh congratulations on getting in, I was hoping to see him >U👍: 0 ⏩: 1
Oh! I do remember you favoriting him a while back. ;w;-
I'm very psyched. I was kinda paranoid that I wasn't to par for one reason or another, haha,,
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I saw you visited my profile so I had to visit back;;
Love me some mobsters hnnnn I would love to rp with him some time yesssss ;w;
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