Vongola Crown App.
Mun Information
Nickname: Aki
Main LJ Account: looking at it
AIM: GinryuKnight
Other Messenger Info (list below in bullet form):
MSN - akkiko_tenshi[at]hotmail.com
YIM - Acilyone
Other Characters: Primo Cloud
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Basic Character Info
Character's LJ Username: vongola_secondo
Name: Arcangelo
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Nationality: Italian through and through.
Mafia Family: Vongola.
Main Flame Attribute: Sky Flame.
Secondary Flame Attribute/s: Can access all other types of flames.
Weapon of Choice: Flames of Wrath?
Secondary Weapon: Hand-to-Hand combat you gun wielding pansies.
Special Abilities: As the Flames of Wrath are a basic one trick pony, Secondo will sometimes mix it up by combining multiple flames together as he fights to help him overcome the odds. Otherwise, his tactic is generally: if it didn't work the first time, try again and double the power.
Appearance: His bangs are jagged and generally all over the place, extending all the way around his head. The exception to this is at the base of his neck where a long and slender ponytail extends all the way down to his waistline. When undone, it's revealed he has unusually dark and silken hair that is quite nice to run your fingers through. His body is tall and built with broad shoulders. Reaching a height of 6'2, there isn't an ounce of flab on his being. With burgundy red colored irises, his stare is incredibly intimidating and his face wasn't made for smiling.
Clothing: Generally found in a black suit with a dark green shirt and black tie, this appearance is sometimes optional. On his lazy days, he'll wear the shirt, the pants, the shoes and the tie loosely done up. Really lazy days, the shirt is completely undone down the center, his hair is loose and the pants may or may not even be belted. Underwear? What underwear? :D
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In-Depth Character Info
Personality:
Ange was not built for socializing even if he's born to lead. He doesn't do the group thing well because he does not enjoy depending on anyone but himself. Disregarding almost every other being on the planet as trash and unworthy of his time, the few people he trusts enough to enter his family have to constantly prove they're up for the task. Though he's taciturn and ill-tempered, he does have a sense of duty and will never let anyone fuck with his family and get away with it.
Possessive, violent and seemingly a hothead, the truth is that Secondo is meticulous and thoughtful behind those angry glowers. He plans, watches and understands. Even if he does become angry at the smallest provocation, he's careful and always prepared. As for quirks? He can be horribly oblivious to the most obvious thing, he's nervous around children because he doesn't know how to react around them and follows a strange code of honor to never hurt women or children or helpless weaklings. Vianca is an exception to this rule because he knows she worked hard to be treated as a warrior and not as a woman.
History:
It all begins in an orphanage run by a church.
It’s a rundown building, hardly remarkable and in need of a good burning in his mind. Though the other children call it home, he calls it a prison because they will not let him leave and he does not yet know how to escape. Rather than subject to their methods and rules, he keeps to himself and claws at anyone who tries to change him. The victims of his clawing are caretakers of the children, those who sought to make him speak more and play with the others. He breaks the arms of two, burns the third and snaps the neck of a fourth.
When the priest finally comes to give him lashings, he is frightened by the eyes that glare at him so. They are hypocrisy. Though they are painted with the color of a rich red wine, they are frozen with the icy chill of anger. The priest withdraws and the townsfolk begin to talk.
He is the nephew of an acclaimed witch, dropped off by a mother who could not be bothered to take care of him while running from society. An outcast, a waylaid ward unwanted by the world. A child who’s angelic name hides the form of a demon.
Which is why when a strange man with translucent blue eyes and fair hair comes to take him away, they don’t argue and simply count it as a blessing.
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He is brought to a manor filled with all sorts of strange men and women. Some smile and treat him kindly, more are sceptical of his worth and a remaining handful ignore him.
Ange does not care for any of them, least of all the one who brought him hear. His name is Giotto, he claims they are cousins and that he wants to care for Ange. Sadly, the boy is not fooled. Whether it is an intuition that will later become the trademark of the family or simply the jaded knowledge of a boy who has learned life’s lessons harshly, Ange does not trust the man who speaks softly and tries to run on the first night.
When he is foiled by a man he instinctively knows is more powerful than he, a man they call a guardian, he withdraws the attempt and sticks around the manor for a little while. Settling instead for leaning what he can and why Giotto wants him there. The fair haired male can claim all he want that he wants nothing, but Ange never takes a word at face value. He waits, he watches and he listens.
Two months after entering this “family” he finally gets his answer. This is a mafia family and the boss is seeking someone to succeed. The men he overhears speaking about it assume Giotto will take a wife, settle down and have a child. Ange would like to believe that but knows better. Hyper intuition, if you will. He likes Giotto even less but knows he needs information to take his enemy down. That night, he corners one of the oldest members of this “family” and asks nicely about Giotto. At first, the innocent child facade works. Until Ange begins to ask about more personal things in any case. The creation of the family. Why it was made. What it stands for.
In the end, he breaks the old man’s fingers, arms and a leg and has a gun to his crotch before Giotto finds him. The old man dies of shock, Ange is hated within the family and Giotto answers the questions himself.
Ange leaves the next day, telling Giotto to take his hypocrisy and shove it up his ass.
He’s twelve years old at the time.
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Ange is full of hatred at the world. He left as a youth to learn the bitters lessons of reality his own way. To build his own strength so that he would never be beholden to anyone. But he never once complains. Every time he gets up from a fall, every time he nurses wounds from tearing down a wall blocking his way, every time someone betrays him and breaks his faith in mankind even further, he never once regrets his decision to stand on his own.
When he’s 16 and far too old for his age, Giotto finds him again. The old fart makes a bet with him, that if he can beat Ange’s rage in a fight, Ange will return to the family that hates him. If Ange wins, he can take Giotto’s life.
Ange figures he’ll get that anyway if he wins, but he’s confident enough in his skill that he doesn’t care. So when he loses miserably, his pride shatters and he follows Giotto back to the family, shaken, miserable and full of so much hatred that he doesn’t know how to direct it.
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Giotto teaches Ange about... everything. Every view Ange has of the world is altered and added to by Giotto. Where he sees deceit and betrayal, Giotto sees motivation and a cause. Where Ange will scowl in disgust, Giotto stops and nurtures. They are polar opposites, and opposites attract. Before Ange understands it, he’s fallen in love with Giotto in a way he never expected. Who loves the shackles that bind them?
Soon enough, Ange comes to a realization, that Giotto wants something from him like everyone else. What, he can’t figure out. At least, not until he meets with his other relatives and learns they’ve been sitting at Giotto’s knee, listening to his every word. Disciples.
Trainees.
Ange refers to them as fucking puppies and gets it. Giotto wants him to take over this fucking hypocritical, self-serving family that is a tribute to his dead aunt. That day he finds Giotto and tells him he’s a worthless piece of shit and that if Giotto wants him to be a fucking mafia boss, then Giotto had better make it worth his time.
Giotto politely tells him to stop being so self-centered. That not everything is about him. Ange tries to hit him and curses the fuck out of Giotto when he dodges easily.
Ange leaves again.
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He doesn’t get far. He’s in a bar, drinking his anger away when he overhears a plot from a rival family that he’ll destroy later and therefore cannot be bothered to remember their name to eliminate the Vongola.
Later, when Giotto and his precious guardians arrive to find Ange sitting across from the burning bar drinking a bottle of whiskey straight, Giotto will ask why he did that.
The others will think he’s asking why he burnt the bar, both he and Giotto know he meant why did he protect the family.
Ange just doesn’t fucking know and says as much.
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The next day, members of the mafia family rush into the foyer and find blood everywhere. In the middle of it is Ange, standing gloriously in the sunrays and bathed in red. Around him remain the decimated pieces of Giotto’s disciples. He stands there framed by streaks of sunlight and looks like an angel of wrath risen from hell. When Giotto arrives, Ange looks up at him, smirks and gives him a mock salute.
In a single look, he conveys what the dead bodies do to the rest of the family.
Giotto won’t give him the family.
Ange will take it first.
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He’s hated by everyone, he knows as much and can’t be bothered to care. Some might call it admirable, his will to do anything regardless of what anyone thinks of him. His attitude begins to gain follows, those who are helplessly attracted to the aura of power and independence he radiates. Ange was born a leader, even if he hates to group. He doesn’t pay much attention to these followers until the day before his succession ceremony.
She’s with Giotto’s rain guardian, he knows that much but all that matters when he sees her fight is the way she moves to prove to the world that she’s her own person. A warrior and a bringer of death, not a woman or a helpless figure. Her name is Vianca and she’s introduced as a prospective guardian the next day.
He doesn’t even look at the others as he crooks his finger at her, bidding her to follow him and walks away. When she follows without question, he knows that’s a sound he’ll know for the rest of his life.
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Ange is 24 when Giotto leaves without warning. It’s at this point that he realizes for the first time that he loved Giotto. He rages at the betrayal he didn’t Giotto could deal him and does the only thing he can against the overwhelming crash of anger. He drinks and drinks and kills anyone who’s stupid enough to bother him.
It’s Vianca who forces him to get a grip on life, who shoves him to his feet and reminds him that life fucking goes on. (And that hiring the guy who killed the first generation guardians as his storm guardian out of spite is a big fucking mistake.) Even as she yells at him in her fucking obnoxious voice for burning her hair and breaking a thick crystal bottle over her head, he listens to her footsteps behind him. A sound that has never left his side.
He asks Vianca why she stays.
She looks at him like he’s a fucking moron and tells him he’s her boss before proceeding to complain about how fucking stupid he is.
One week later he practically drowns her in all the alcohol he owns and knocks her out with a chair. It’s his emotionally retarded way of saying she’s the only person he’s ever going to fucking trust.
He never falls again.
Canon Point: ... killing Matteo? Iunno. :/
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YOOOOOU HAVE SEEN HOW I PLAAAAY HIM.
/cries like a broken woman