bigbadvoodoodaddy
Supernova
- Joined
- Aug 3, 2013
- Location
- In the deepest caves of Creativity
For decades even back in the old country two major bulls went head to head trying to be the better man, the better Don. They also wanted to be known as the best Don to come from the motherland. Once great friends as children went different directions and eventually became Don Palo ‘Il Macellaio’ (The Butcher) Mallon the head of the Italian Mafia and Don Niccolo ‘Il Diavolo’ (The devil) Alighieri.
There for a while every single day was a war between the two families that was until both families unknowingly moved to America to get away from persecution and prosecution in the motherland. Three entire years passed by rather quickly without either knowing that the other was also in America that was until both of them met one day again on the street and once more the hatred between the two flared up and caused total chaos on the streets. Every single day there was headlines in the papers about shootouts in public places some of which took the lives of innocent people. Though no one cared because the egos of Palo and Niccolo were so large that they wanted to show their dominance while also trying to prove that they were better than the other.
Giovanni Alighieri was your normal twenty year old rich boy loving to go clubbing and partying on a daily basis. He would drink in any bar he wanted to in the city and no one would say a word to him because of who is father was. Now unlike most spoiled rich brats Giovanni didn’t wear too much jewelry wanting to usually keep under the radar of most people knowing that if one of Mallon’s men noticed who he was then he could be kidnapped and used as leverage. Everyone in the nightclub scene though knew Giovanni though who wouldn’t notice a handsome, six foot two inch, two hundred and thirty pound muscular man with black hair and beautiful dark ocean blue eyes.
Giovanni currently sat in a local hot spot in the city called ‘The Dark room.’ Where he had a beer in hand watching everyone around him who were dancing. Looking over each face to see if he could find a woman to take home for the night having been known for being a real ladies man and getting around from woman to woman. As of now though no one had got his attention that was until he noticed one woman in the middle of the dance floor surrounded by a bunch of her friends. With that Giovanni took a large drink of his beer finishing it off quickly and he made his way to the dance floor and began dancing his way over to the woman. In a matter of seconds he had gotten to where she was and he continued dancing before turning around toward the young woman “Hey it’s a wonderful night to party huh” he asked wanting to start a small conversation with her and from there things would hopefully just escalate.
There for a while every single day was a war between the two families that was until both families unknowingly moved to America to get away from persecution and prosecution in the motherland. Three entire years passed by rather quickly without either knowing that the other was also in America that was until both of them met one day again on the street and once more the hatred between the two flared up and caused total chaos on the streets. Every single day there was headlines in the papers about shootouts in public places some of which took the lives of innocent people. Though no one cared because the egos of Palo and Niccolo were so large that they wanted to show their dominance while also trying to prove that they were better than the other.
Giovanni Alighieri was your normal twenty year old rich boy loving to go clubbing and partying on a daily basis. He would drink in any bar he wanted to in the city and no one would say a word to him because of who is father was. Now unlike most spoiled rich brats Giovanni didn’t wear too much jewelry wanting to usually keep under the radar of most people knowing that if one of Mallon’s men noticed who he was then he could be kidnapped and used as leverage. Everyone in the nightclub scene though knew Giovanni though who wouldn’t notice a handsome, six foot two inch, two hundred and thirty pound muscular man with black hair and beautiful dark ocean blue eyes.
Giovanni currently sat in a local hot spot in the city called ‘The Dark room.’ Where he had a beer in hand watching everyone around him who were dancing. Looking over each face to see if he could find a woman to take home for the night having been known for being a real ladies man and getting around from woman to woman. As of now though no one had got his attention that was until he noticed one woman in the middle of the dance floor surrounded by a bunch of her friends. With that Giovanni took a large drink of his beer finishing it off quickly and he made his way to the dance floor and began dancing his way over to the woman. In a matter of seconds he had gotten to where she was and he continued dancing before turning around toward the young woman “Hey it’s a wonderful night to party huh” he asked wanting to start a small conversation with her and from there things would hopefully just escalate.