Post by Tulio on Feb 5, 2012 0:45:23 GMT -5
Name: Tulio
Age: 20
Occupation: Street Performer (Dancing, and Singing)
Likes: Women, Flirting, Sneaking, “having fun”.
Dislikes: Relationships, getting caught, heights (secretly; D).
Ultimate Fear(s): Loss, Love, Death.
Family: Miguel (not blood, but considers him a brother), Father (left when he found Tulio as a gypsy), Unknown/Gypsies.
Bio: Tulio, even as a young boy, was troubled. He was a merchant’s son, and his mother had left them when he was only a few months old, therefore they had little money. By the time he was 10 he could start watching gypsy shows, once a week. Awestruck every time. After a few weeks, a girl-Celina-would come to him after the show, every Sunday, and begin talking with him alongside her brother-Miguel. Meaningless small talk turned into a conversation, a conversation into a picnic or two, and a few get togethers into a friendship. This friendship, between the three of them, evolved over many years and over those years, friendship became love. When they turned 18, Tulio and Celina were engaged.
The night before the wedding, something felt off for him. Without a second thought he knew, even just for reassurance, he needed to check on her; maybe it was just his nerves. Tulio opened the door only to notice Celina lying on the ground murdered in a pool of her own blood, an “X” carved with a knife into the center of her chest.
Now he lives life as a cheerful, mischievous gypsy always looking for fun, always alongside his best friend (who he also considers a brother)-Miguel- and seeming as though without a care in the world. On the outside, fine. On the inside, broken.
Age: 20
Occupation: Street Performer (Dancing, and Singing)
Likes: Women, Flirting, Sneaking, “having fun”.
Dislikes: Relationships, getting caught, heights (secretly; D).
Ultimate Fear(s): Loss, Love, Death.
Family: Miguel (not blood, but considers him a brother), Father (left when he found Tulio as a gypsy), Unknown/Gypsies.
Bio: Tulio, even as a young boy, was troubled. He was a merchant’s son, and his mother had left them when he was only a few months old, therefore they had little money. By the time he was 10 he could start watching gypsy shows, once a week. Awestruck every time. After a few weeks, a girl-Celina-would come to him after the show, every Sunday, and begin talking with him alongside her brother-Miguel. Meaningless small talk turned into a conversation, a conversation into a picnic or two, and a few get togethers into a friendship. This friendship, between the three of them, evolved over many years and over those years, friendship became love. When they turned 18, Tulio and Celina were engaged.
The night before the wedding, something felt off for him. Without a second thought he knew, even just for reassurance, he needed to check on her; maybe it was just his nerves. Tulio opened the door only to notice Celina lying on the ground murdered in a pool of her own blood, an “X” carved with a knife into the center of her chest.
Now he lives life as a cheerful, mischievous gypsy always looking for fun, always alongside his best friend (who he also considers a brother)-Miguel- and seeming as though without a care in the world. On the outside, fine. On the inside, broken.