Post by carlisle lucas de costa on Jan 30, 2010 19:06:28 GMT -5
I CAN’T HELP MYSELF
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SAY HELLO TO CARLISLE LUCAS DE COSTA[/font]
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IT’S SOME KIND OF JOKE
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THE BASICS THE BASICS THE BASICS[/font][/center]
SO, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?[/B]
MY NAME IS CARLISLE LUCAS DE COSTA. MY PARENTS WENT AGAINST NORMAL TRADITIONS AND DIDN'T GIVE ME A TRADITIONAL ITALIAN NAME, UNLIKE MY SIBLINGS. CARLISLE DOESN'T HAVE ANY REAL MEANING, AND NEITHER DOES LUCAS. MY EMPLOYEES CALL ME BOSS, AND MY FRIENDS CALL ME CAR, OR LUCA IF THEY REALLY KNOW ME.
AND JUST HOW OLD ARE YOU?
I AM THIRTY TWO, BORN ON NOVEMBER 4, 1978 IN LAS VEGAS.
JUST TO MAKE SURE - MALE OR FEMALE?
I'M A MALE. OBVIOUSLY.
WHICH WAY DO YOU SWING?
LIKE A LARGE MAJORITY OF THE HUMAN RACE,I AM A HETEROSEXUAL. AND I LIKE MY WOMEN TALL, CURVY, AND ITALIAN. CURLY HAIR IS A BONUS ALSO.
HOW DID YOU GET YOURSELF HERE?
I'VE LIVED IN LAS VEGAS ALL MY LIFE.
WHO DO YOU MOST LOOK LIKE, AND WHY?
PEOPLE TELL ME I LOOK LIKE ROBERT DOWNEY JR. I'M OF AVERAGE HEIGHT, 5'6 AND I WEIGH 140 POUNDS. FAIRLY MUSCULAR WITH AMPLE BLACK HAIR THAT IS BEGINNING TO STREAK WITH GRAY. AND I HAVE BROWN EYES. I'M VERY ITALIAN, AND MY MOTHER WAS PROUD OF THAT.
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ALL WE CARE ABOUT IS
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THE PERSON THE PERSON THE PERSON[/font][/center]
WHAT ARE YOU INTO?[/B]
I LIKE THE OPERA, SO DON'T BASH IT IN FRONT OF ME. CANDLES ARE NICE, BUT BONFIRES ARE BETTER. I LIKE KNOWING MY ORGANIZATION IS IN SMOOTH OPERATION AND THAT ALL OF THE BASTARDS WHO THINK THEY CAN COMPETE ARE BEING WATCHED. I LIKE MY WOMEN. AND CURLY HAIR. AND OLIVE SKIN. PRETTY MUCH, ANY NICE, CURVY ITALIAN WOMAN IS GOOD FOR ME. I LOVE MY CHILDREN AND WOULD DO ANYTHING TO PROTECT THEM. I LIKE KNOWING THAT I AM IN CONTROL AND I CAN GET ANYTHING I WANT. RESPECT IS A MUST, AND I ENJOY RECEIVING IT FROM PEOPLE. TRICKING THE COPS IS ALSO A FUN PASTIME OF MINE.
AND WHAT AREN’T YOU INTO?
NOW, I DO NOT LIKE SHOOTING PEOPLE, DESPITE WHAT PEOPLE MAY SAY. THE SOUND OF A GUN IS ONE OF MY LEAST FAVORITE SOUNDS, WHICH IS WHY I DEMAND A SILENCER ON EVERY SINGLE GUN I OWN AND DISTRIBUTE. I DISLIKE THE OTHER DRUG DEALERS IN VEGAS. THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL THEY'RE DOING, AND NEED TO GET OFF THE SCENE. BESIDES, ONE OF MY PET PEEVES IS WHEN THESE SMALL-TIMERS BEG TO JOIN MY MEN. PLEASE, AS IF. I HATE PRESUMPTUOUS MEN, AND WOMEN. PENNY WHORES ARE NOT MY CUP OF TEA EITHER. SNAGS IN THE WAY THINGS RUN MAKE ME WANT TO FIRE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF MY MEN, THOUGH THEY ARE TO BE EXPECTED, I SUPPOSE.
WHAT ARE YOU GOOD AT?
I AM A DAMN TALENTED LIAR. THE POLICE ARE STILL UNDER THE IMPRESSION THAT I AM HARMLESS ALEJANDRO DI MARCO, THE WEALTHY PAWN SHOP OWNER. WHAT FOOLS. I AM ALSO GOOD AT MY JOB, THAT IS, MY REAL ONE. USUALLY, NO ONE GETS HURT AND EVERYONE IS HAPPY. I'M ALSO FAIRLY GOOD AT SEPARATING MY EMOTIONS FROM MY ACTIONS, SO THAT I CAN MAKE DECISIONS OBJECTIVELY, DESPITE THE SITUATION.
AND WHAT ARE YOU NOT SO GOOD AT?
I AM NOT A GOOD FATHER, HOWEVER MUCH I MAY LOVE MY KIDS. I HAVE ANGER PROBLEMS, ESPECIALLY TOWARDS WOMEN, WHICH I TRY TO CONTROL. I BELIEVE IN THE SANCTITY OF HUMAN LIFE, WHICH IS A WEAKNESS IN MY BUSINESS.
DO YOU HAVE ANY SECRETS?
I AM VERY, VERY PROTECTIVE OF MY SISTERS. I HAVE BEEN TOLD BY MY PRIVATE MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL THAT I AM CLINICALLY BIPOLAR.
WHAT ARE YOU SCARED OF MOST?
I AM SCARED OF DYING, BECAUSE I THINK I'VE LOST MY SALVATION. I'M TERRIFIED OF MY CHILDREN BEING TARGETS, MY DAUGHTER BEING INTERESTED IN THE MAFIA LIFE AND MY SON LOOKING UP TO LORENZO AND GETTING INTERESTED IN THE DRUGS.
IF YOU HAD TO DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN FIFTEEN WORDS, WHAT WOULD THEY BE?
CLEVER, WITTY, BASTARD, HANDSOME, CHARMING, LORD, BOSS, FATHER, STRICT, ANGRY, BIPOLAR, AFRAID, OBJECTIVE, EMOTIONAL, ITALIAN, SUPPRESSED.
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BOTTLES GIVE ME SOMETHING
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THE HISTORY THE HISTORY THE HISTORY[/font][/center]
WHO ARE YOUR PARENTS?[/font][/blockquote]
MY FATHER WAS FEDERICO GIUSEPPE DE COSTA, AND HE DIED AT AGE 64. HE WAS MURDERED BY A CONFIDANTE OF MINE AND I HAD TO COVER UP HIS DEATH; MAKE IT LOOK LIKE AN ACCIDENT IN OTHER WORDS. DEAR MOTHER, HER NAME IS GIANA RITA DE COSTA AND SHE IS STILL ALIVE LIVING IN NEW YORK. I SEND HER MONEY WEEKLY TO HELP HER OUT. SHE'S SO STUBBORN AND REFUSES TO COME LIVE WITH ME.
DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?
I HAVE THREE SIBLINGS: TWO SISTERS AND A BROTHER. MY SISTERS ARE MARSALLA ANIELA DE COSTA, 27, AND ORTENSIA ROSALIA DE COSTA, 21. MARSALLA WORKS WITH ME AS A CUSTOMER SERVICE AGENT, HELPING PEOPLE MAKE GOOD DECISIONS AND CONVINCING THEM WHEN THEY'RE UNSURE. AND TENA, WELL, TENA ISN'T THRILLED WITH MY LINE OF WORK, SO I DON'T BOTHER HER WITH IT. SHE DOESN'T HAVE TO WORK BECAUSE I PROVIDE FOR HER. MY BROTHER, LORENZO ESTE DE COSTA, IS MY RIGHT HAND MAN IN RUNNING THE BUSINESS, DESPITE THE FACT THAT HE IS ONLY 17. HE'S ALSO MY BIGGEST LIABILITY.
ANY FAMILY PETS?
PETS ARE OVERRATED.
ANY OTHER IMPORTANT RELATIVES?
I HAVE TWO CHILDREN. ALESSANDRA MARTA DE COSTA, MY DAUGHTER, IS TEN YEARS OLD. HER MOTHER ABANDONED HER BECAUSE SHE DIDN'T WANT TO BE INVOLVED WITH ME. MY SON, MICHAEL CLAUDIO DE COSTA, IS FIFTEEN, AND HIS MOTHER DIED IN A SHOOTING GONE WRONG. MICHAEL HELPS ME OUT WITH THE BUSINESS IN SMALL WAYS, WHILE I'M TRYING TO KEEP ALEX OUT.
GIVE ME A BRIEF OUTLINE OF YOUR PAST.
I WAS BORN TO GIANA AND FEDERICO DE COSTA ON NOVEMBER 4, 1978. I WAS THEIR FIRST BORN CHILD, AND THEIR FIRST SON. THEY WERE ECSTATIC. OF COURSE, FEDERICO WAS ALREADY INVOLVED IN THE MAFIA, HE HAD JUST TAKEN OVER THE BUSINESS FROM HIS FATHER BUT TWO WEEKS AGO. SO, TO CELEBRATE MY BIRTH, THERE WAS A MASSIVE PARTY. I WAS CHRISTENED ABOUT A WEEK AFTER MY BIRTH. MY MOTHER WAS 27 WHEN I WAS BORN, FEDERICO WAS 30, AND THEY HAD BEEN MARRIED FOR ONLY A YEAR. AS MANY ITALIANS GO, IT WAS GET MARRIED YOUNG AND HAVE LOTS OF BABIES FAST. SHE HERSELF HAD SEVEN SIBLINGS, WHILE FEDERICO HAD FOUR. SHE DISAPPROVED OF THE BUSINESS, BUT ALLOWED ME TO GROW UP IN IT, FIGURING I WOULD COME TO NO HARM, AS I WAS HEAVILY PROTECTED. I WAS A BELOVED BOY, SMART, CHARMING AND TOOK AFTER MY FATHER. WHEN I WAS FIVE, MY FIRST SISTER WAS BORN. LOVELY MARSALLA, A TRUE BEAUTY, BORN TO MY DELIGHTED MOTHER. SHE WAS NAMED FOR MY GRANDMOTHERS, MARSALLA AND ANIELA. A TRUE DELIGHT TO THE FAMILY, SHE WAS MORE THAN EAGER TO PLEASE MY TOUGH, SOMETIMES DISTANT FATHER. BUT WE KNEW THAT HE LOVED US MORE THAN ANYTHING. MY FATHER WAS A NATIVE ITALIAN AND TOLD US STORIES OF HIS CHILDHOOD IN ITALY, GROWING TOMATOES WITH HIS FATHER AND GRANDFATHER. THEN, AN AWFUL PLAUGE STRUCK THE CROP THROWING MY FATHER AND MY GIGI, AS I CALLED MY GRANDFATHER, INTO AMERICA. THERE, THEY STARTED THEIR BUSINESS, AS WOULD ANY GOOD ITALIANS.
GROWING UP IN THE MAFIA WAS A TRULY UNIQUE EXPERIENCE. AT SEVEN YEARS OLD, I STARTED HELPING MY FATHER WITH THE PAPERWORK, WRITING NAMES AND SEEMINGLY RANDOM NUMBERS AND LETTERS IN HIS OLD, WEATHERED LEDGER THAT HELD YEARS UPON YEARS OF CUSTOMERS. " JULY 16, 1985: JULIANA MARISA RICCA, CC094:MM001, 56600." AS I GREW OLDER, I BEGAN TO REALIZE THAT THESE WERE CODES FOR DRUGS, THEIR SHIPMENTS, AND THE PRICE. I WAS SHOCKED, DISGUSTED, AND VERY, VERY INTRIGUED. WE WERE ALWAYS WELL OFF BECAUSE OF THE BUSINESS, MAKING HUGE PROFITS, RIDING IN LIMOUSINES, WEARING HANDSOME SUITS AND GETTING RESPECT FROM EVERYONE IN VEGAS. THE YEAR MY FATHER TOLD ME THAT HE WAS GROOMING ME TO TAKE OVER THE BUSINESS WAS THE YEAR MY NEXT SISTER WAS BORN. I WAS ELEVEN.
ORTENSIA ROSALIA DE COSTA WAS NEVER AS BEAUTIFUL AS HER OLDER SISTER, BUT MORE INTELLIGENT AND MORE MODEST. SHE WAS STILL GORGEOUS, WITH AMPLE BLACK HAIR AND A SLENDER, PETITE, FRAME THAT TOOK AFTER HER MOTHER. TENA WAS ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS GROWING UP, BUT SHE DISTANCED HERSELF WHEN I TOLD HER THAT I WAS GOING TO TAKE OVER FATHER'S BUSINESS. SHE WAS HORRIFIED. SHE HATED THE BUSINESS AND HATED OUR FATHER. I WAS ASHAMED TO BE HER BROTHER, BUT LIFE WENT ON. BUSINESS RAN SMOOTHLY, ALWAYS, AND I SAW QUITE AN INFLUX OF CHARACTERS FROM WEALTHY, PERFUME-RIDDEN OLD WOMEN IN HEAVY FURS SMOKING A CIGARETTE ON THE END OF A HOLDER, TO BEDRAGGLED, EMACIATED, DOWN ON THEIR LUCK MEN THAT CAME TO ASK MY FATHER FOR A FAVOR, IN HOPES THAT THEY MIGHT GAIN SOME OF HIS CHARITY. MY FATHER WAS A VERY CHARITABLE MAN, BUT HE LIVED BY THE CODE THAT MOST GODFATHERS LIVE BY: I WILL HELP YOU, BUT I WILL CALL UPON YOU TO DO A FAVOR FOR ME IN THE FUTURE. I SAW MANY A HELPLESS MAN WALK OUT OF MY FATHER'S OFFICE ELATED, WITH A NEW HOPE IN THEIR EYES. I WANTED TO BE JUST LIKE HIM.
MY YOUNGEST SIBLING WAS BORN WHEN I WAS 15 YEARS OLD. LORENZO WAS MY FAVORITE SIBLING, AND MY ONLY BROTHER, SO I TREATED HIM WITH ALL THE FAVORITISM IN THE WORLD. I PROTECTED HIM AND GROOMED HIM UP NICELY TO HELP ME RUN THE BUSINESS, SHOULD I NEED HIM. AT THIS POINT IN MY LIFE, I WAS DOING MORE THAN ORGANIZING THE BOOKS. I WAS TALKING WITH CUSTOMERS, ARRANGING BUSINESS DEALS AND MAKING MY OWN MONEY. MY SON WAS BORN TWO YEARS LATER.
I MARRIED MY GIRLFRIEND, A LOVELY GIRL NAMED RITA, BECAUSE I KNOCKED HER UP. IT WAS THE SCANDAL OF MY FAMILY, AND NEARLY LOST ME THE BUSINESS. BUT MY FATHER APPRECIATED MY MANLY WAY OF HANDLING THINGS AND MY GRACE IN ACCEPTING THIS GIRL INTO OUR FAMILY. I RAISED MY SON, MICHAEL CLAUDIO, WITH ALL THE TENDERNESS THAT I WAS RAISED BY MY FATHER. WHEN I WAS NINETEEN, MY FATHER WAS MURDERED. I KNEW THE PERSON WHO MURDERED MY FATHER, IN FACT, HE WAS ONE OF MY CLOSEST FRIENDS. I COVERED IT UP, MADE IT LOOK LIKE A CAR ACCIDENT, AND WE HAD THE FUNERAL. I DIDN'T CRY. I INHERITED THE BUSINESS FROM MY FATHER, IN HIS WILL HE STATED THAT HE THOUGHT THAT I HAD THE TRUE GUTS TO HANDLE IT. AND I WAS EXCELLENT AT MY JOB. I PULLED OFF MY COVER AS A PAWN SHOP OWNER BEAUTIFULLY, CREATING THE ALIAS ALEJANDRO DI MARCO. THE COPS NEVER SUSPECTED. MY SON WAS FOUR WHEN HIS MOTHER WAS SHOT. I WAS ONLY 21, AND THE DEAL WENT AWRY. THE MAN WAS CRAZY FROM DRUG DEPRIVATION AND SHOT MY WIFE IN AN EFFORT TO FORCE ME TO HAND OVER THE PACKAGE. I SHOT HIM INSTEAD AND WE HAD HER FUNERAL TOO. IT WAS HUGE, AND AGAIN, I DIDN'T CRY.
MY MOTHER HELPED ME RAISE MICHAEL AS A GOOD, HAPPY, ITALIAN BOY AND THEN I FELL IN LOVE. AMY WAS HER NAME, AND SHE, TOO WAS ITALIAN. WE MARRIED IN LESS THAN A YEAR AFTER RITA'S DEATH. I KNOCKED AMY UP SOON AFTER WE WERE MARRIED, IN ONE OF THE BIGGEST WEDDINGS I HAD EVER SEEN, AND THEN SHE ABANDONED ME. SHE LEFT MY SWEET, DARLING ALESSANDRA WITH ME AND BROKE MY HEART. I HAVE RAISED MY TWO CHILDREN MOTHERLESS FOR THEIR ENTIRE LIVES, MY MOTHER HAVING MOVED TO NEW YORK. THEY GREW UP WITH MANY DIFFERENT WOMEN SQUEEZING THEIR CHEEKS, MOSTLY MY MAIDS AND VARIOUS GIRLFRIENDS THAT NEVER LASTED LONG. LORENZO AND MICHAEL GREW UP LIKE BROTHERS, ALWAYS RIVALING TO BE MY RIGHT HAND MAN.
NOW I AM THE BIGGEST DRUG LORD AND MAFIA BOSS IN LAS VEGAS AND IF YOU WANT TO TRY AND BRING ME DOWN, I HAVE ONE THING TO SAY TO YOU: "WELCOME TO HELL."
YES WE LIVE FOR THE FAME
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THE ROLEPLAYER THE ROLEPLAYER THE R[/font][/center]
WHAT’S YOUR NAME?[/FONT][/BLOCKQUOTE]
TRIFLES.
TELL ME SOMETHING.
I DON'T LIKE BANANAS.
CONTACT INFORMATION?
PM ME!
THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY SPACE CADET. OF CAUTION 2.0.
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