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Afanasy Vitaly Rostov




"Once you win, you have to go on winning."
-Alan Campbell

Back to Basics

Name
Alfanasy Vitaly Rostov

What I go by
Alfan, AV

Age
33

Gender
Male

Sexualitry
Heterosexual

Birth Date
4th October 1983

Occupation
I am the Capo, loyal and faithful to Obshina Bratva.

The Reflection in the Mirror

Height
6'3"

Weight
138 pounds

Eye colour
Jet black

Hair colour
Red

Ethnicity
Russian

Physical Appearance
A brute with a baby-face isn't the kind of guy you would expect to be a Capo for the mob. Alfanasy has bright red hair that he likes to style in the most elaborate way he finds possible, usually spiked up at the sides. He has jet back eyes, that are really set out against his pale skin. He has the same skin tone as an albino gerbil, splashed all over with freckles. All his features are defined, his mouth is permanently set in a condescending sneer, with a small forming moustache above it. He is fairly broad shouldered and extremely muscular, with a large tattoo on his back of a hammer-and-sickle. His arms are covered in other tattoos, all of them representing happy memories for him.

Attire
Alfanasy usually wears a charcoal grey jacket, with a lined with white fur. His shirt is white, always freshly pressed, and he wears a black tie, with white stripes. His shirt is occasionally un-buttoned at the top, with the tie hanging around his neck, completely untied. His trousers are always dress-trouser, and he wear a black belt with a large silver buckle. His shoes are usually one of his many beige moccasins. Inside his jacket is a pocket watch, with the initials of his sweetheart from St Petersburg.

Weapons and Skills

Standard Weapon
Alfanasy carries a sabre around with him, and a hunting rifle with a silencer.

Skills
  • Sniper- Alfanasy is a skilled sniper, he can take out a man in a speeding car from 300m away (or at least he claims that.)
  • Sneak- Alfanasy has cunning on his side, and enough ambition to make him do the extreme. And boy does he have big plans...
  • Swordsman- Alfanasy is skilled with a blade, he trained with blades since he was 12. He finds them useful on jobs when intimidation, and torture sometimes, come into play.


Strengths
-Can use blades
-Good with distance shots
-Capable of serious intimidation
-Fluent in Russian

Weaknesses
-Not good in fistfights
-Tends to overthink most problems
-Very, very brusque
-Serious alcohol addiction

What I Waste My Time With


Hobbies

  • Filling out sudokus
  • Playing shooter games
  • Having a 'quiet' drink at the bar
  • Watching crime dramas, he thinks it's funny how they portray the mob


Likes

  • The Rolling Stones and The Foo Fighters
  • Mind Puzzels
  • Period Novels (even if he won't say so.)
  • Intimidation via blades


Dislikes

  • Traitors
  • Dogs, he's deadly afraid of them.
  • Message relaying jobs, they make him sick to the stomach.
  • Large crowds, they scare the life out of him.


What I'm Really Like
To those who have never met him before, Alfanasy tends to rub people the wrong way. He can be seen as un-emotional, passive, but a bit twisted. His silent loyalty is what earned him the rank of caporegrime in his family. He tends to belive that everything should be equal, like a tried-and-true communist, and beloves that Obshina Bratva provide the justice the law didn't realise that they weren't providing. However, his blind faith is also his biggest and most prominent weakness.

On the job, one tends to find that he is even more sick-in-the-head, and twisted than he may let on. He loves a chance to get his pale hands dirty, but not literally. His twisted ways of intimidation, and his ability to make sure the enemy never, usually see him comming earned him his moniker, 'The Shadow.'

But, what lies behind the stoic, steady exterior? A man who is so bitter about his past, he would kill even the boss of his family to get revenge. The flames of undying passion lurk beneath the shadows, he has a giant chip on his shoulder. What can I say? He really, REALLY, wants revenge on the White Dragon Triad, no matter the cost.

All About My Past

There's a saying, 'the Wrong side of The Tracks.' Well if there's a Wrong side, there has to be a Right side, correct? If so, then Alfanasy grew up right in the Middle of The Tracks, which is a strange start for a mobster. In his case then, the Middle of The Tracks is called Tula, a city that is the center of military industrialism, soliders flooded the city. Alfanasy liked it there, he loved the order, everyone following the same rules. It was bliss. His father, a retired solider, decided that his son was so enthusiastic about military life that he would be absolutely elated to join the military. Without a second thought Alfanasy was enrolled in a boot camp at 10.

Life there was harsh, but the 'professors' (if you can call them that) thought that he was the paragon of a solider. Untill he turned 15. He noticed something then, the soliders were fighting for their president, so he can industrialise the nation. The people weren't consulted about what he did, if it was right or wrong. They just had to live. It seemed unfair to the boy, and when he brought it up with a senior 'student' (if you can call the boys there that) thought he was crazy. People started to realise he had the makings of a crazed communist inside of him, and they were scared by the boy. Only a few men took him in when he was thrown out of boot camp and kicked out of his house. They called themselves the 'Soviet-Socialist Party.' A small time group that had connections with the mob. The men took him under their wing, took him to their meeting secretly.

And in a meeting, he met a fallen angel. He met Svetlana. She was everything he could have dreamed of, his twin soul, the complete opposite of the stoic boy. Bubbly, outspoken, yet somewhat innocent. Her father ran the meetings, all she had known was communism. A little part of him wanted to save her from the life she was to lead. They ended up as lovers, and when they were 23, they realised they had made a terrible mistake. Svetlana was pregnant with Alfanasy's child. Valentin, the 'vice-captain' told them they should start a new life, spreading their views in St Petersburg. They fled, away from Svetlana's angry parents. Svetlana had a son, a wonderful boy, Dmitry Alfanasy Timofey.

But their happiness was short-lived. Svetlana's father, Alexi, was bitter, and he turned to a man he knew he could trust. A contact from The White Dragon Triad. Alexi told him his plight, and explained that Alfanasy was a threat. The Triad beloved him, and tried to take out him, his lover, and his son. However, Valentin got in contact with them, and tried to save them. But he was too late, Svetlana was shot, trying to protect her 'Dear Alfan' and her 'Darling Dmitry.' Dmitry was only five when his mother was shot. Valentin raised they boy on his own, so he did not have to bear the grief of his past, and Alfanasy ran away, to New York. He easily came into contact with the mob, Obshina Bratva, who heard about him from Russia. He begged for them to protect him, and let him join as a solider. That was their plan in the first place. He quickly rose through the ranks, becoming a Capo at the age of 30, feared and respected by all (well, most people.)

My Blood
  • Vitaly Radimir Rostov- Father, 54, retired solider
  • Kira Valentina Rostov- Mother, 53, munitions worker
  • Dirmitry Alfanasy Timofey Rostov- Son, 11, student
  • Maria Nina Rostov- Grandmother, 73, retired


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-Donny

Back to the basics

Name
Donovan Booth

What I Go By
"First-Degree" Donny

Age
36

Gender
Male

Sexuality
Why is this a question? Straight.

Birth Date:
February 7th

Title
I’m the freelance hitman, loyal and faithful to anybody willing to pay.

The Reflection in the Mirror



Height
5'10"

Weight
160 lbs

Eye Color
Emerald

Hair Color
Ginger

Ethnicity
Mainer

Physical Appearance
A slight but sturdy man with no eyebrows, a porn stache, and a soft, innocuous face. He speaks with a nasally Downeast accent.

Attire
He almost always wears black pants and dress shoes with suspenders and black gloves, though commonly hides his equipment and features beneath a trenchcoat and hat. He always wears a tie, though the color and design of it frequently changes.



Weaponry & Skills

Standard Weapons
-Customised Model M513 Raging Judge Magnum revolver with a titanium firing cylinder and a Mernickle quick draw holster worn on the thigh. The rifling of the barrel, the cylinder tapering, and the frame are modified in a manner reminiscent of the Smith & Wesson Model 460XVR, to accommodate high speed .460 Magnum rounds. Put simply, the most powerful six round revolver on the planet. Donny carries three .45 Colt 325 grain Buffalo Bore moon clips, one .410 bore clip, three .454 Casull XTP Hornady clips, and three .454 Hornady jacketed hollow point clips, and three .460 Magnum 200 grain DPX Cor-Bon clips. The hammer is modified to allow for fanning as a faster alternative to the double-action function.

-Unfiltered Camel soft pack cigarettes.

-Zippo lighter.

-A roll of quarters.

-Fake police inspector badge.

-Trench coat with holes in the pockets.

-A modified X800 ShadowHawk flashlight secured to his belt on the left side. It has a custom tactical rail attached, and can be connected to the top of the Magnum's barrel or to the MP5.

-Heckler & Koch MP5 with three 100-round beta feed magazines, utilizing .40 S&W hollow point rounds and a silencer. This is carried in a satchel.

-.950 JDJ rifle with one round, loaded. This 85 pound gun is kept in the back of Donny's van, which is usually nearby. Comes with a scope.

-Five pull-pin fragmentation grenades with optional tripwires on his belt.

-Six inch switchblade in his pocket. It has a ring clip at the hilt base.

-Claw hammer holstered at his belt.

-Customized retractable high-density golf club made just for braining folks holstered at his belt. It has a ring clip at the hilt base.

-Twenty-five foot razor sharp microfilament garrote wire reel concealed within a wristwatch that can be withdrawn via clip ring. It's almost invisible to the naked eye, as light as a spider's web, sharp enough to cut through bone with effort, and can withstand up to 2,200 pounds of tension without breaking. Donny can control how much is extracted and retracted with the interface of his watch.

-A plain white van fitted with an 800 hp 3.5-litre RS5 V10 engine. Fire spits from the tailpipes, the motor screams like a banshee, and the vehicle goes from 0-62 in 2.8 seconds. The paneling and darkened windows are bulletproof.

-Spring loaded five-inch knives within the heels and toes of his shoes that will jut out when a switch on the instep is triggered.

-Pair of quarter-pound S.A.P black combat gloves weighted with lead. They are fashioned from a high density polymer that can resist being cut by the garrote wire.

-A heavy duty bullet proof vest that can stop even the largest of slugs.

-Can of FOX military grade pepper spray holstered at his belt.

-Portable six inch shaving mirror on his belt.

-Four adhesive bombs in the same satchel as his tommy gun, which can be remotely detonated via digital watch or set with a timer. Each bomb contains enough TNT to scrap a minivan.















Skills

Donny looks like a geeky dad, the kind of embarrassing adult that could be found doing jumping jacks in neon dolphin shorts down at the local YMCA. This is a strength. Hardly anyone ever suspects just how obscenely dangerous he really is. His physicality is comparable to that of a highly trained marine, as he consistently trains to stay in peak condition. He has the skill of a master gunslinger, in addition to a level of manual dexterity and slight of hand most oftenly attributed to street magicians. He is extremely deceptive, excelling in both acting and psychological warfare, in addition to having a photographic memory combined with a formidable spatial sense. He has over seventeen years of experience in urban combat as an elite professional killer. Though he is a capable hand-to-hand fighter, he by far prefers mid-range firefights. He is a true "dead eye" with his selected firearms, and can hit a fly at ninety-one meters with his Magnum revolver, the weapon he favors above all others. Such is his skill with the gun that he can fire off all six shots in less than a second by fanning the hammer, whilst still maintaining excellent accuracy. For reference as to the revolver's power, the .45 Colt slugs can put a one inch hole through a steel cooking pan at mid-range. The Casull rounds travel at Mach 1.7 and need but a single shot to take down an African bull elephant. The Casull hollow points can reduce a wild boar's innards to custard. The .460 Magnum rounds travel at Mach 2, easily faster than even .500 and .600 bullets, and can vaporize a human head as if it were a rotten cabbage.



At close range with the .410 rounds, Donny can empty the chamber and turn a human into hamburger in less time than it takes for the body to hit the ground. His secret weapon, the .950 JDJ rifle, fires a bullet with over nineteen tons of force per square foot.
It can literally shoot through schools.



Strengths

-Killing, killing, and more killing.

Weaknesses

Unaffiliation. Donny typically works solo save for his noncombatant spotter, and so hasn't any backing from large groups. As such, despite his great skill and cutting edge arsenal, he can be easily outnumbered in most situations.
It's more than plausible for him to wind up in the midst of two dozen pissed off Mafiosos, who would have a field day making Donny eat his own ass.

Confidence. Donny never refuses a job (provided the price is right) and allows himself into the worst of situations. For example, he'll willingly walk into a police station to shoot the chief if paid enough.

Things I waste my Time With

Hobbies

Killing things, annoying people, visiting Starbucks.

Likes

See the above.

Dislike
Animals, teenagers, old people, slow drivers, foreigners, mushrooms, whiners, pop music, and little people who make big threats.

What I’m Really Like

Donny is what would be called an ubermensch. He follows his own code and does as he wants, believing only in his own will and the in the cold steel of his revolver. He follows orders only because he likes having something to do, and what he likes to do is kill. As long as there is violence in the distance he will allow others to give him direction, for a price.
He's outrageously crafty and as mean as an Arizona rattler, albeit with a nigh unbreechable calmness some would decidedly call detachment, though it isn't. He's an adrenaline junkie that gets his fix any way he can, primarily by way of murder, but also by driving like a complete maniac, playing games with law enforcement, and committing acts of terrorism. He remains socially passable by modern standards, but has no qualms about being a public nuisance. He's quite skilled at being annoying, and uses it as a tool to pick fights. He enjoys smoking, but only does so before and after a kill.
He likes taking first-class rides at the airport, drinking black coffee, making faces at children, and visiting strip clubs.



All About My Past

Donny had a typical psychopathic childhood. He was born in Bangor, Maine, his father a U.S Marine, his mother a sickly stay at home wife, and his uncle a bastard rapist. He was often unsupervised, and frequently engaged in less than moral activities. He bullied other children, killed animals, and stole from the local supermarket on a regular basis. In his youth he won several national marksman championships. As soon as he got his driver's license, he stole his parent's van and hit the road, moving to New York and with nary a penny in his pockets after using up the rest for gas.
There he found quick work as a crime syndicate hit man that dispatched anyone who filched on their gambling debts, seizing their assets for himself along with 20-40% of however much money they owed to his employers, plus expenses. He not only impressed the crime bosses as a lethal and merciless efficient bookie enforcer. Obviously his reputation decreased business, but it was a simple matter for the higher ups to conceal his involvement in many of the deaths. The consistency of his work easily made up for any gamblers he slew or scared away by proxy.

Whenever he wasn't popping filchers, he was taking up hits. Assassinations of all kinds were welcome. He soon grew into the role of the underworld's grim reaper, seemingly able to kill anyone, anywhere, within three weeks regardless of their location or importance. These days, as a hobby he stalks and kills prostitutes in alleys and subways with a claw hammer. Sometimes you just need to let it all out.



My Blood
Father- Buddy Booth, aged 84.
Mother- Maudlin Booth, aged 76.
Uncle- Larry Dunning, deceased.

Relationships

Donny keeps a spotter on duty at all times to forewarn him of unseen threats.

His spotters are...

"Dirty" Jeb Garbutt, aged 42

Oswald Cady, 45

Pedro "Speedy" Gutiarez, 31

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Jacob Anderson


“Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you! Let nothing be lost upon you. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing.”
- Oscar Wilde


Back to the basics

Name
Jacob Anderson

What I go by
Jake

Age
34

Gender
Male

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Birth Date
June 9th 1982

Title
I’m the strip club owner, loyal and faithful to The Silver Pole (his strip club) and associate of the Cosa Nostra.

The Reflection in the Mirror


Height
5'10"

Weight
194 lbs

Eye Color
Dark brown

Hair Color
Black

Ethnicity
American (Pennsylvania born)

Physical Appearance
Standing at 5'10" and 194 lbs Jacob is an imposing and very athletic individual that worked out his body a lot in the gym. He has piercing dark brown eyes, thick eyebrows, short black hair and a small beard. He dosen't have any scars or distinctive marks but he has a couple of tattoos which include a cobra snake on his left shoulder blade, the Ford Mustang logo on the back of his neck and a Polynesian design on his left shoulder. For someone in his mid 30's he has somewhat of a boyish face, that's why he decided to grow a beard so he can look more like his actual age.

Attire
In normal everyday life he usually likes to dress in whatever he likes and feels confortable in. Which is usually casual, jeans, leather jackets, plaid shirts, t-shirts, sneakers, canvas shoes, that kind of stuff. However he does have a couple of suits that he wears when he meets important Cosa Nostra members or when he is at the club. He also always wears a pair of black leather gloves when he's driving, assassinating or loading the bullets in his guns. He wouldn't want to leave any tumb prints behind that would lead the cops to him.

Weaponry & Skills

Standard Weapon
For someone that loves firearms to be living in a state like New York is a real pain. He often thought about moving his business to another state, Florida, Miami in particular, but his ties with the Cosa Nostra have prevented him so far. Although he has lots of illegal firearms that are well hidden from the prying eyes of the cops, he also has a stash of legal weapons too. The one he carries and uses the most is a Colt 1911 Series 70 .45 ACP. Jacob is not very fond of using knives, outside of the kitchen anyway. He believes that they make too much of a mess, preffering a good, clean kill without too much spilled blood or exposed guts involved.

Skills
As a former US Marine, Jacob has training in a lot of things from firearms training to survivability, swimming, hand-to-hand combat, marksmanship and many other things. He is also a master in the kitchen. He loves cooking and engages in this activity as often as he can. He also has a lot of knowledge about various foods from various countries. He has proven to be extremely resourceful and always managed to get out of a bad situation successfully over the years.

Strengths
- Physically fit;
- Experienced with firearms;
- Silver-tongued;
- Determined;
- Dedicated.

Weaknesses
- He is sometimes too overconfident in himself and believes that as long as he does everything by the book, nobody and nothing can harm him.
- He is absolutely scared and disgusted of spiders.
- Very few experience with knives or any other bladed weapon for that matter.
- Women. This is probably Jacob's biggest weakness. Although he is not a womanizer, he is always nice and respectful with them, he refuses to harm them in any way and he almost never refuses the advances of one.

Things I waste my Time With

Hobbies
- Cooking
- Shooting at the range;
- Fitness training (usually in the form of mixed martial arts)
- Listening to music;
- Playing musical instruments (more specifically guitar).

Likes
- Strawberries;
- Cheese;
- Cooking;
- Rock and Metal music (especially Disturbed, Nightwish and Zakk Wylde/Black Label Society);
- Firearms;
- Women;
- Cars;
- Motorsports;
- Animals.

Dislikes
- Irish people;
- Anti-gun people;
- Crowded places;
- Shopping;
- Liberals;
- Politicians and politics in general;
- Drugs;
- Electronic music (all except The Prodigy);
- Liers.

What I’m Really Like
Jacob is a respectful person that knows his way with words. He likes to observe others, see how they're like and how to treat them. He values friendship a lot and hates traitors and liers. Has a soft spot for women, always being nice and polite with them. Regarding women, he never lacked them in his life and always had success with them due to his attitude and good looks. At the same time he can also be ruthless, agressive and sadistic if the situation calls for it. The employees working at The Silver Pole, strippers, bouncers, bartenders and waitresses can't complain regarding Jacob as he was always a good boss with them.

All About My Past
Born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Jacob was born in a family with a strong military heritage, one he never really wanted to embrace. His grandfather, a US Army soldier, served in World War 2 and in the Korean War while his father, a US Marine, served in Vietnam and Thailand. Both of their military careers have ended tragically however. His grandfather lost his right leg after he stepped on a mine in 1952 in the Korean War and his father sustained multiple injuries to his face and neck, including loss of his right eye and blindness in the left one after he saved a comrade by putting himself in front of a grenade that exploded 3 feet away from him in 1979 during the communist insurgency in Thailand. He was awarded with the Purple Heart and a couple of years later with the Medal of Honor as well.

Jacob however was determined not to share the fate of his grandfather and father so he was determined not to enlist. In the end he gave in to the pressure coming from pretty much all of the members of the family and joined the US Marines similar to his father. He spent seven years and served two tours in Afghanistan. Jacob decided that he had enough after a near death incident where talibans attacked the transport he was in along with other comrades from his unit. Jacob escaped with a wound in his right hand but after he finished his 2nd tour he decided to quit much to the dissapointment of his father who never spoke with him again. Jacob together with his childhood friend Andre decided to leave Philly together heading to New York in order to make money and if possible, even start a business together. However things proved to be a lot harder then they initially expected. They had to resort to illegal activities like street racing and underground fighting to earn money.

Eventually Jacob's background as a former US Marine landed him a job as a bodyguard for a night club owner. After three years of doing both legal and illegal jobs in New York the two decided that it's time to run their own show. They used some of the money raised to open up a strip club, naming it The Silver Pole. The success that the club had didn't go unnoticed. The italians saw him as a potentially valuable ally and Jacob, tempted by their offers agreed to associate himself with them. Unfortunately this association costed Jacob his co-owner and best friend Andre who was shot and killed last year after some thugs from Irish mob raided his club. Jacob has been hating the Irish ever since and vowed revenge for the loss of his friend and business partner. He even instructed his men not let anyone irish inside the strip club regardless of his intentions.

My Blood
Mick Anderson - father, 64 yrs old, former US Marine Sergeant
Emily Anderson - mother, 59 years old, restaurant head chef

Relationships
- In terms of women Jacob is single at the moment.
- Curtis Clay - 32 years old. Curtis is Jacob's bodyguard, driver and head of security at the strip club. He is also a retired UFC fighter and former Middleweight champion in this promotion company. Jacob hired him after last year's raid from the Irish mob. He is also the onlly employee that calls Jacob by his name.

Other
- Jacob owns a white american bulldog standard-type, which he named Rex.
- Owns a black 2015 Cadillac Escalade which he uses as his regular, everyday car. It has bulletproof glass and an armored chassis, making withstand most attacks. He rarely drives it however, since that is Curtis's job.

Theme song
Black Label Society - The Nomad (the lyrics of this song fit Jacob very well. Zakk Wylde's the man)
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