Post by renzoferro on Jan 30, 2011 3:18:39 GMT -5
[/font]TERENZOALLESSANDROFERRO!?
[/center]Hey! I go by lex. I am eighteen and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for three or four years and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have no other characters on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by asking politely for my msn or facebook.
Name: terenzo alessandro ferro
Nickname: renzo
Age: seventeen
Gender: male
Sexuality: gay
Member Group: son of apollo, junior
Appearance: Renzo is slightly tanned, with thick, brown hair that is slightly curly when unstyled but never long enough to be defined as anything but short. His eyes are a dark blue that is often murky and can be mistaken for brown when one doesn't look closely. Of medium height, at five foot eleven, Renzo face is very 'chiselled', with many straight lines and angles, particularly across his jawline. He is very fit, though of a lean, athletic body style as opposed to a muscular type.
Personality: Renzo's major character trait is his desire to be in control. Not one to be involved in the middle of any sort of saga, he does feel the need to be controlling the action of the people around him- the more manipulative power he has over other people, the safer he feels. Not one to have much of a 'sweet' side, Renzo can be uptight and lofty, appearing to be 'above' other people. He has a very high, arrogant opinion of himself, based on the attitude he has been treated with all his life. He rarely loses his uber-cool composure, and when he does, he can throw the biggest tantrums until he gets what he wants- which is usually order over somebody else. His desire to be in charge and organised make him fantastic at co-ordinating any sort of event (his parties are /fabulous/) or challenge, but he is not good as sharing tasks, strongly believing in the phrase 'if you want it done right, do it yourself.' However, his coolness can be found appealing, and despite the fact that his sense of humour is mostly derogatory and satirical, his complete mastery of social graces make him vey charming upon first meeting him. Renzo has found that this makes him a person with many friendly acquaintances, but few close personal friends- but that suits him fine... friends are less easy to subtly control than acquaintances.
Likes: control, designer labels, europe, champagne, parties
Dislikes: being lost, poverty, america, weak personalities, tattoos
Mother: elisabetta maria ferro-devereaux, 40, heiress/events co-ordinator
Father: apollo. stepfather - etienne jean devereaux, 50, ceo of television francais
Siblings: sabine elisabetta devereaux, 6
Pets: n/a
History: Elisabetta Ferro was born in Italy as a descendant of one of the doges of Venice. Growing up with money thrown at her from every angle, she quickly became quite the famous socialite in Europe's highest circles. She and her older sister Isabella dabbled in every sort of money-making and attention-grabbing endeavour- they had their own fragrances and appeared in motion pictures, they modeled for famous designers and made charity appearances.
When Isabella was 27, she began to design her own dresses, and relocated to Milan where she began to build her own fashion empire. Elisabetta, the 'prettier' sister, modeled her sister's dresses and began to face the campaigns for Isabella's fashion house. But not long after the sisters began their own fashion careers, Elisabetta fell in love with a Danish Prince.
They dated for nearly two years when one night, Adam proposed to her. She said yes, and the two celebrated by spending the night drinking and dancing. However, the drinking got a wee bit too much for Elisabetta, and she woke up the next morning to find herself in the penthouse suite of the Hilton Berlin, naked, lying next to Apollo, who explained who he was. At first she didn't believe him, then she screamed for security to get the man out of her hotel room. When the security did arrive to her room, the man had disappeared. Believing she was still drunk, the guards, who recognized her, assumed she was still drunk, and though the tabloids made a joke about her mysterious man, no big deal was made about the incident.
Adam and Elisabetta continued plans for the wedding, however it soon became apparent that Elisabetta was now pregnant. Disgusted and offended, as they had not had sex before, Adam broke off the engagement. Elisabetta's tabloids went wild and Elisabetta withdrew, embarrassed and ashamed. Spending days at a time locked in to her bedroom in Milan, she allowed on Isabella to see her. Unbeknownst to anybody else, Apollo had visited her once or twice on her darkest days and was able to temporary heal her pre-natal depression. He explained that her son would be a demi-god when he was born, and Elisabetta promised to treat him very well.
When Elisabetta had her child, she relocated herself to France and reinvented her image as a top-party planner while her son grew up. Spoiling her child, giving him everything he wanted, Terenzo grew up to be a very well-mannered and polite boy- when things were going his way. Prone to throwing tantrums when his nannies or whomever was assissting him weren't doing what he wanted, he gained a reputation as a very particulate and picky child. Going into his teenage years and inspired by his new step-father, Etienne, who was the CEO of a television company, Renzo learnt to control his temper and, upon entering high school when he began to discover his demigod powers, he had evolved into a very calm, even-mannered and intelligent teenager, though he still held on to his upper-class opinions and attitudes. When Apollo came to Elisabetta and told her that the fourteen year old Renzo should be attending a demigod school in America, Renzo transferred from his ecole in Paris and moved instead to Richmond High School- since then, he has secured himself a 'position' at the school as a talented, intelligent student with a very independent social status.
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Roleplay Post
Renzo Ferro sat back and watched over the lunch room from his comfortable seat on the staircase that swept down towards the cafeteria tables, a punnet of chickenkatsu-style sushi sitting next to him. Chopsticks in hand, he lazily picked up a round piece of japanese cuisine and brought it to his mouth, taking a bite and then returning the sushi to the punnet, instead of swallowing the entire piece like some neanderthals chose to. One thing Renzo always noticed about some Americans, they didn't realise that just eating with chopsticks wasn't a la classe on it's own, one needed to maintain that class while consuming.
Renzo's dark eyes swept over the busy lunchroom. He watched the segregation amongst the Richmond High students with a little bit of dark pleasure. Today, status quo reigned- and that was how he liked it. The regular students were sitting on one side of the room in their own wee cliques- the 'jocks', the 'geeks' and everything.... it was such an American cliche, Renzo almost laughed. The best part was, on the other side of the room, the demigods were seated at their own tables and for the most part were segregated amongst themselves by demi-parent. Renzo saw a table of his own brothers and sisters and was tempted to go and join them- but he liked this vantage point up here where he could see over the small crowd.
In his head he drew little lines across the room, splitting up each 'group' that he could see. It entertained him as he slowly worked his way through his sushi to make little maps out of his unsuspecting schoolmates. This kept him occupied for actually nearly five minutes, splitting up groups in his head and putting them back together, until he realised that there was one girl he hadn't accounted for. She was sitting on her own, on a table to the far right corner of the room. She was wearing a dark blue cardigan, had long blonde hair and a plate of fried rice was sitting in front of her, almost untouched. None of that was what had made Renzo notice her though- he was more interested by the fact that she was staring straight at him, one eyebrow raised.
Renzo's dark eyes swept over the busy lunchroom. He watched the segregation amongst the Richmond High students with a little bit of dark pleasure. Today, status quo reigned- and that was how he liked it. The regular students were sitting on one side of the room in their own wee cliques- the 'jocks', the 'geeks' and everything.... it was such an American cliche, Renzo almost laughed. The best part was, on the other side of the room, the demigods were seated at their own tables and for the most part were segregated amongst themselves by demi-parent. Renzo saw a table of his own brothers and sisters and was tempted to go and join them- but he liked this vantage point up here where he could see over the small crowd.
In his head he drew little lines across the room, splitting up each 'group' that he could see. It entertained him as he slowly worked his way through his sushi to make little maps out of his unsuspecting schoolmates. This kept him occupied for actually nearly five minutes, splitting up groups in his head and putting them back together, until he realised that there was one girl he hadn't accounted for. She was sitting on her own, on a table to the far right corner of the room. She was wearing a dark blue cardigan, had long blonde hair and a plate of fried rice was sitting in front of her, almost untouched. None of that was what had made Renzo notice her though- he was more interested by the fact that she was staring straight at him, one eyebrow raised.
