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21 | Male | Heterosexual
Senior | Business Management | Economics
In Depth Appearance:
Dante Mossos takes after his father’s family in many ways. He stands at a height of 6’2”, with a chiseled yet slim body that’s attractive enough to earn him the attention of the female population at Pennbrooke. His immaculately styled hair is that of a dirty blonde color, which can look darker when wet or when hair product is used. A pair of green eyes and his button nose are the only evidence of his mother’s genes, that along with a pair of full lips and a very defined jawline rest on his smooth, pale face. You will not find traces of body hair anywhere in Dante’s body, as he is a major metrosexual that goes as far as laser hair removal to make sure the unwanted biological pests stay far away from him. In terms of clothing, he always tends to dress fashionably with brand and designer clothing, even when in casual wear. He wears no jewelry, has no tattoos and no significant scars.
Likes:
- Smoking cigarettes (just like Mom and Dad)
- Redheads
- Expensive perfume
- Alcohol (but not as much like his father)
- Money, wealth and luxuries
- His sports car
- Winning a race
- Neatly-laundered shirts
- His aunt, uncle and cousins
- Soft skin
- Attractive, mysterious and cunning women
- The smell of newly-printed dollar bills
- The Rolex watch he got for his eighteenth birthday.
Dislikes:
- Body hair (on himself)
- Unkempt people
- People with body odor
- Pocket change
- His father’s bad habits
- Bad breath
- People who mess up his hair
- Losing a race
- The tight bond his father and his half-sister share
Habits:
- Unconsciously runs his hand through his hair.
- Rubs his temple when frustrated or annoyed.
- Wipes his mouth with his thumb after making out with or going down on someone.
- He's left-handed.
- Frequently uses winks when flirting.
- Is a low-key chain smoker
Hobbies:
- Street racing
- Hanging out with his cousin Xander
- Bedding women
- Learning the ropes of Mossos Industries with his uncle Alexandros
Fears:
- Losing his wealth
- Needles
- Being disfigured or permanently injured physically
- Losing any more of his family members
- Cancer
Secrets:
- Head of an illegal street racing team.
- His paternal family’s goldmine comes from three generations of dirty money.
- He gets his whole body hair removed via laser.
Personality Traits:
The Good:
The Bad:
- Charming
- Smart
- Determined
- Strong-Willed
- Cunning
- Collected
The Bad:
- Selfish
- Emotionally Closed-Off
- Secretive
- Manipulative
- Deceitful
- Spiteful
Personality:
Upon first meeting him, Dante is a rather quiet young man: a trait that’s rare on the otherwise loud members of Phi Kappa Delta. As he says it himself, he tries hard to stay on the sidelines, as being dragged into whatever drama and Greek life politics is something he doesn’t particularly enjoy. He can be very charming when he wants to, with an easy -although sometimes dark- sense of humor. As a lover, witnesses say that he’s passionate and intense. Even though he prefers a cool and collected way of life, he enjoys having his fun every once in a while. To those close to him, he’s very caring and protective, doing anything to keep them safe. He’s also inherited his mother’s brains, and that along with his determination and strong will has earned him a spot in the top ten percentile of the university.
However, beneath the surface hides a cunning, calculating individual, always determined to get what he sets his mind to. He can be secretive, manipulative and deceitful, traits inherited from his father and uncle, and the only woman who can see right through them is his aunt. His past experiences had caused him to become emotionally closed off, as he fears that getting close to anyone might result in him getting hurt. He prefers to keep his emotions to himself, while distracting himself with women, his classes, the fraternity and learning about his uncle’s company.
Hometown:
Beverly Hills, California
History:
“Okay, so where do I begin? Because let me warn you right now, my life story is kinda fucked… Fuck it, let's go. I guess I'll just start from the beginning…
Okay, so once upon a time, my grandparents forced my dad, aunt and uncles to attend a Thanksgiving dinner hosted by the one and only Huntsberg family. At the time, Aunt Audrey and Uncle Alex were in one of their rough patches (because what else is new, right?), so the evening was poised to be a disastrous one. Well, it turns out that not everything was bound to suck that day. Not only did my aunt and uncle made their relationship official that day (after conceiving my twin cousins in my aunt’s bedroom, I might add), but my father met the woman who would become my mother at that party in the form of Aunt Audrey’s oldest cousin: Heather Duclerc.
Between cigarettes, blow and family issues, my parents bonded in the Huntsberg Villa’s gardens. They had a lot of fun together that day, getting through the dinner high as clouds. To no surprise, they ended up hooking up right in the middle of the fucking gardens, man. They exchanged numbers, kept talking and even hooked up a few more times after that. Unfortunately, my father had left out a very important detail out of their conversations: his age. My mother was 23 years old, with a bachelor’s degree under her belt and a semester away from her masters’. On the other hand, my father was merely seventeen, not even out of high school yet.
When she found out, Mother obviously freaked out. She had a position in one of the most prestigious banking companies in the country, and something like this coming out could not only ruin her career, but put her behind bars. To make matters worse, she found out she was pregnant with yours truly, which only added to her dilemma. So she decided to take the hardest decision of her life: drop out of college, sell her apartment, request a relocation, pack up her stuff and move to New York. She changed her number, dropped off the face of the Earth and never told my father about me.I was born a few months later in New York City on August 20th.2
My mother was… The most beautiful woman in this world. She had the brightest smile, and the most stunning eyes anyone has ever seen. She cared for me with such love and patience, always making time for me even on her busiest days... And she did everything by herself, too. My mom was a fucking badass. We were so happy together… Until the fucking lung cancer got her when I was nine.
I mean, yeah, she was a smoker, and she’d done some pot and coke back in the day. But so what? People out there have done worse things and are still alive. Why her, man? Why’d that fucking disease have to take her, of all people?! All she ever did was try to give me the best life she could. Like, fuck, man… I fucking miss her all the time.
Anyway, a few months before my mom died, she finally told me who my father was: Elijah Damian Mossos. She’d made deathbed arrangements to set me off with my father and his family, so when she passed, I was sent off to California. It was then when I met all of my dad’s family. It was cool to know I had cousins my age, even a half-sister. But God forbid I be happy for a long period of time, because it seems that "Taking A Shit On Dante" is God’s favorite fucking pastime... As if my position wasn’t shitty enough, I quickly found out that my darling father was actually an alcoholic with a long history of coke abuse and two failed rehab stints. Just two months after I arrived at my grandparents’ place, Father went into rehab for the third time.
Aunt Audrey was absolutely heartbroken with my story. She couldn’t believe I’d gone through so much shit in life, and she decided I wouldn’t go through hell ever again for as long as she lived. They talked to my father, and eventually decided that Aunt Audrey and Uncle Alex would be the ones in charge of me. Even when she had four of her own kids to worry about, that woman opened up the doors to her home for me and raised me as one of her own. Yeah, she can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but she's my other mother. I would do anything for Aunt Audrey. Behind that bitch exterior you see in magazines and interviews, she’s got a heart of gold.
In the end, yeah, I lost my mother, but I gained a family.
Things got better for me after that. I grew up in this huge fucking mansion, chilling and having fun with my cousins with absolutely not a goddamned thing to worry about. I was enrolled in Beverly Hills Academy with the rest of my cousins, then I went to Stanford up until the middle of sophomore year. See, there was this little incident with the fucking cops catching me in the middle of one of my races. Even after my family made a generous donation to the school, the fuckers were concerned of the blow my issue could represent to their bullshit reputation. So Aunt Audrey, after giving the dean a rather memorable piece of her mind, chose to transfer me to Pennbrooke University.
I was fucking pissed to be separated from Xander and sent to school with the normies, but it didn’t take long for me to notice that most of the students here were in the same level as me. Hell, I even joined the fucking Phi Kappa Delta frat house. But even with how wildly popular we are, I like to keep on the sidelines, maintain that mystery that characterizes the Mossos males. Not to mention keeping my grades up. My dream is to run Mossos Industries with Uncle Alexandros instead of being some alcoholic junkie like my father, so getting this degree is half of the battle. Ultimate goal? Becoming CEO of the company one day. And I’ll sure as fuck will get it; I swear on my mother’s grave. Just you wait.”
Okay, so once upon a time, my grandparents forced my dad, aunt and uncles to attend a Thanksgiving dinner hosted by the one and only Huntsberg family. At the time, Aunt Audrey and Uncle Alex were in one of their rough patches (because what else is new, right?), so the evening was poised to be a disastrous one. Well, it turns out that not everything was bound to suck that day. Not only did my aunt and uncle made their relationship official that day (after conceiving my twin cousins in my aunt’s bedroom, I might add), but my father met the woman who would become my mother at that party in the form of Aunt Audrey’s oldest cousin: Heather Duclerc.
Between cigarettes, blow and family issues, my parents bonded in the Huntsberg Villa’s gardens. They had a lot of fun together that day, getting through the dinner high as clouds. To no surprise, they ended up hooking up right in the middle of the fucking gardens, man. They exchanged numbers, kept talking and even hooked up a few more times after that. Unfortunately, my father had left out a very important detail out of their conversations: his age. My mother was 23 years old, with a bachelor’s degree under her belt and a semester away from her masters’. On the other hand, my father was merely seventeen, not even out of high school yet.
When she found out, Mother obviously freaked out. She had a position in one of the most prestigious banking companies in the country, and something like this coming out could not only ruin her career, but put her behind bars. To make matters worse, she found out she was pregnant with yours truly, which only added to her dilemma. So she decided to take the hardest decision of her life: drop out of college, sell her apartment, request a relocation, pack up her stuff and move to New York. She changed her number, dropped off the face of the Earth and never told my father about me.I was born a few months later in New York City on August 20th.2
My mother was… The most beautiful woman in this world. She had the brightest smile, and the most stunning eyes anyone has ever seen. She cared for me with such love and patience, always making time for me even on her busiest days... And she did everything by herself, too. My mom was a fucking badass. We were so happy together… Until the fucking lung cancer got her when I was nine.
I mean, yeah, she was a smoker, and she’d done some pot and coke back in the day. But so what? People out there have done worse things and are still alive. Why her, man? Why’d that fucking disease have to take her, of all people?! All she ever did was try to give me the best life she could. Like, fuck, man… I fucking miss her all the time.
Anyway, a few months before my mom died, she finally told me who my father was: Elijah Damian Mossos. She’d made deathbed arrangements to set me off with my father and his family, so when she passed, I was sent off to California. It was then when I met all of my dad’s family. It was cool to know I had cousins my age, even a half-sister. But God forbid I be happy for a long period of time, because it seems that "Taking A Shit On Dante" is God’s favorite fucking pastime... As if my position wasn’t shitty enough, I quickly found out that my darling father was actually an alcoholic with a long history of coke abuse and two failed rehab stints. Just two months after I arrived at my grandparents’ place, Father went into rehab for the third time.
Aunt Audrey was absolutely heartbroken with my story. She couldn’t believe I’d gone through so much shit in life, and she decided I wouldn’t go through hell ever again for as long as she lived. They talked to my father, and eventually decided that Aunt Audrey and Uncle Alex would be the ones in charge of me. Even when she had four of her own kids to worry about, that woman opened up the doors to her home for me and raised me as one of her own. Yeah, she can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but she's my other mother. I would do anything for Aunt Audrey. Behind that bitch exterior you see in magazines and interviews, she’s got a heart of gold.
In the end, yeah, I lost my mother, but I gained a family.
Things got better for me after that. I grew up in this huge fucking mansion, chilling and having fun with my cousins with absolutely not a goddamned thing to worry about. I was enrolled in Beverly Hills Academy with the rest of my cousins, then I went to Stanford up until the middle of sophomore year. See, there was this little incident with the fucking cops catching me in the middle of one of my races. Even after my family made a generous donation to the school, the fuckers were concerned of the blow my issue could represent to their bullshit reputation. So Aunt Audrey, after giving the dean a rather memorable piece of her mind, chose to transfer me to Pennbrooke University.
I was fucking pissed to be separated from Xander and sent to school with the normies, but it didn’t take long for me to notice that most of the students here were in the same level as me. Hell, I even joined the fucking Phi Kappa Delta frat house. But even with how wildly popular we are, I like to keep on the sidelines, maintain that mystery that characterizes the Mossos males. Not to mention keeping my grades up. My dream is to run Mossos Industries with Uncle Alexandros instead of being some alcoholic junkie like my father, so getting this degree is half of the battle. Ultimate goal? Becoming CEO of the company one day. And I’ll sure as fuck will get it; I swear on my mother’s grave. Just you wait.”
Elijah Damian Mossos- Father- “I don’t really know what else to say about Father other that I hope he gets his shit together before he ends up dead or fucked up.”
Heather Christine Duclerc- Mother- “My guardian angel. Will always love her. Miss her every single fucking day”
Alexandros Stefano Mossos- Uncle- “Uncle Alexandros is an amazing dad, even if he does get under my aunt’s skin and makes her want to rip his head off. He’s the one that taught me all I know about racing, but don’t mention that to my aunt unless you want us all to die a slow and painful death.”
Audrey Elizabeth Mossos-Huntsberg- Aunt- “Living with Aunt Audrey is like living with my mother, only difference is that you want to follow her rules to keep her happy and never piss her off. I’ve seen her angry, and it isn’t pretty. She is easily the only woman in this goddamn world who can put the fear of God in me with a single look.”
Ava Brie Mossos- Aunt- “Auntie Ava’s a cynical, sarcastic badass. That about sums her up.”
Xander Elliott Mossos-Huntsberg- Cousin- “Xan and I are inseparable: he’s been my ride or die ever since I came to the family. I love the fucker to death. No homo.”
Briella Amélie Mossos-Huntsberg- Cousin- “Brie’s like my sister, so if anyone messes with her they’d better be ready to get their ass whooped.”
Ariana Elizabeth Mossos-Huntsberg- Cousin- “What I said for Brie also applies for Ari. Mess with her and you’re fucking screwed.”
Andrew Hektor Mossos-Huntsberg- Cousin- “Drew’s like the little brother I never had, so fucking with him is also a guaranteed ass-whooping.”
Soleil Amaranthe Jameson- Half-Sister- “Sol’s cool and all, just never really see her around. She lives back home in Cali with her mom, stepdad and half-siblings, but we’ve never been particularly close.”
Heather Christine Duclerc- Mother- “My guardian angel. Will always love her. Miss her every single fucking day”
Alexandros Stefano Mossos- Uncle- “Uncle Alexandros is an amazing dad, even if he does get under my aunt’s skin and makes her want to rip his head off. He’s the one that taught me all I know about racing, but don’t mention that to my aunt unless you want us all to die a slow and painful death.”
Audrey Elizabeth Mossos-Huntsberg- Aunt- “Living with Aunt Audrey is like living with my mother, only difference is that you want to follow her rules to keep her happy and never piss her off. I’ve seen her angry, and it isn’t pretty. She is easily the only woman in this goddamn world who can put the fear of God in me with a single look.”
Ava Brie Mossos- Aunt- “Auntie Ava’s a cynical, sarcastic badass. That about sums her up.”
Xander Elliott Mossos-Huntsberg- Cousin- “Xan and I are inseparable: he’s been my ride or die ever since I came to the family. I love the fucker to death. No homo.”
Briella Amélie Mossos-Huntsberg- Cousin- “Brie’s like my sister, so if anyone messes with her they’d better be ready to get their ass whooped.”
Ariana Elizabeth Mossos-Huntsberg- Cousin- “What I said for Brie also applies for Ari. Mess with her and you’re fucking screwed.”
Andrew Hektor Mossos-Huntsberg- Cousin- “Drew’s like the little brother I never had, so fucking with him is also a guaranteed ass-whooping.”
Soleil Amaranthe Jameson- Half-Sister- “Sol’s cool and all, just never really see her around. She lives back home in Cali with her mom, stepdad and half-siblings, but we’ve never been particularly close.”
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