[*] Dislikes [*]His Anger [*]Emotion [*]Caring about others [*]Crazy Women [*]Blood
History/Bio:
When Dante was little he always wanted to grow up to be just like his father, have a beautiful wife, a good job, and a nice home, his father was always proud that his only son wanted to be just like him. His mother was kind and cared and loved Dante so much that sometimes he had to tell her that she was smothering him and it was embarrassing. He always got straight A's in elementary which made his parents even prouder of him when they would congratulate him.
High School was great for Dante, he still continued to get straight A's but was also the star of the football, soccer, and basketball team. He loved to play sports with his friends and show off to all the girls that would swoon over him, he had a few girl friends but none were as amazing to him then the girl he started dating in collage, Amelia. She was perfect in his eye's, long brown hair, cherry blossom lips, green eye's, awesome body, he was smitten with her at first sight.
Her personality was another story, sure he had known her for a while and knew how she was but as soon as they moved in together he was to blind by love to see the real her, a crazy, possessive, jealous girlfriend who wouldn't think twice to pull a knife on any of Dante's friends who she felt "threatened" by.
Over time Dante started to realize how crazy she really was especially after she pulled a knife on him asking him if he loved her and that she better like the answer. They had a few fights all of which Dante would and up getting a slash from the knife, but somehow he still loved her through it all. He woke up one morning to Amelia packing, he didn't understand why she was leaving until she said that she hated him and loved someone else more than him. She left him with nothing more than bleeding on the ground unconscious from another slash of her knife.
He hates to say that he misses her, but feels since she was his first love that she should belong to him. He wondered around Italy into the bars drinking her memory away and bringing home girls and guys from the bar at night. One night he brought the wrong type of person home not realizing it, the guy seemed nice, intentions the same as his and as an added bonus it was one of the hottest guys Dante had ever seen! Only Dante realized this guys intentions weren't the same as his.The guy had him pinned to the wall struggling to get out of the vice like grip holding his hands above his head, before he could realize what was happening an ecstasy like none he had felt before shot through his entire body causing him to moan loudly and fall to the ground less then an hour later to realize he was on the floor and completely alone in his house and was drugged. but thankfull not bitten or killed by another species.
Personality:
Dante has unusual mood swings, he is other happy, quiet, or depressed, people tend to like Dante once they get to know him, even if he has his depressing moments that they don’t understand. He is a good guy most of the time unless you piss him off, he’s not afraid to knife someone if he has to. He can usually be found either walking down the street to a club or at his house training to be stronger, he gets board very easy and can stay in one place for long periods of time without fidgeting.
Dante will help his friends out when they need it to the best of his ability but can only do so much before he decides its not his problem and walks away, he doesn’t mean to be a jerk sometimes but it tends to happen if someone reminds him of his ex. He was hurt badly by his ex in the past and wants to hate her but at the same time he can't move on to something that could possibly better. When he is alone sometimes he breaks down into a fit of tears and rage destroying anything he touches that reminds him of "Her".
Dante doesn't know if he'll ever get to be the old him again, not sure if trusting people is a good thing to do anymore, he has friends of course and some close girls that he would never date on a chance that they might do the same thing his ex did. He goes into small depressions here and there when he thinks about "her" and refuses to say her name ever again.
Appearance;; Clothing:
Dante like you wear muscle shirts under his thick black jacket trimmed with fur around the collar, He usually is wear gloves to protect himself from getting hurt if falling of his motorbike. He wears pants that have buckles and hidden pocks to hide knives in in case he gets into a serious situation, he also wears three belts though only one it to hold his pants up. He wears a chain with a lion on it that he got from his ex girlfriend who he always compares other girls to.
Unique Characteristics: Flinches when the name Amelia is said.
Heritage: Italian
Skin Tone: Pale
Height: 6'0
Weight: 125pounds
Body Build:
He looks quite small and slim but he works out allot and got a six-pack despise what he looks like with a shirt on.
Hair Color:
His hair is a medium long light brown that shows off his Grey eye's, his hair is a little spiky in the front from his running his hands through his hair.
Eye Color:
His eye's are a metallic Grey that when you look into them they almost look like silver liquid pools that shine in the light but show no emotion.
Markings or Birthmarks: He's got a few scars from his ex on his chest and arms.
Looks:
Dante has a very unique look, his hair that is medium length and light brown and pretty spiky all over but suites him and his personality. His choice in the way he dresses is what makes him really unique, from his fur-lined jacket to all the belts he wears and right down to the buckles on his pants. He isn't the most buff guy but has a nice body even though he is quite slim looking, He doesn't have a big ego and most of the time he looks like he is pissed off or just not caring about anything or anyone.
RP Sample:
Dante walked down the street with his hands buried in his pockets, the chilled winter wind blowing his hair into his face causing him to sigh heavily. He hated the cold and much more he hated this whole season, it was the season he met "her". Winter always made him think about how they met and how they used to walk down this exact street to his house together. "why me?" he whispered to himself, the only clue that he had said anything was the visible breath that came out of his mouth when he said it.
He shook his head to try and rid himself of the memories but it wasn't working, the memories of her cuddled up to his side cause she was cold flooded into his mind making him angry. He just wanted to get home and sleep through the season, he smirked sadly knowing that would never happen know matter how much he wanted it to. Out of the corner of his silver pools he saw a bar and stopped walking. "That doesn't seem like a bad idea". the thought of being able to drink away the memories of he to get through the rest of the day was an opportunity he didn't want to miss. what could possibly go wrong with drink away the memory of someone? he couldn't see any reasons not to, he walked into the bar and closed the door behind him.
Code Word: Jagged
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