Scarpia

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Giovanni Fortunato Scarpia

Local Freak

Some weird skinny guy who hangs out at Ocean Beach and around Haight-Ashbury, mostly. He seems to be homeless, but he's not the panhandling sort. More the crazy drunk who tries to talk to you sort. He's not so creepy as he looks at first glance, and is usually cheerful and almost always has a bottle to share.

Malkavian

Malkavians say he's an elder, though others may say he's a few years too young. He used to bring Kindred across the Atlantic, back before the big steamships and ocean liners made it easier to travel. He's never made childer that anyone knows, but there are Kindred and old ghouls who had him as a Domitor and still regard him with affection. He's a more respected than he looks and a favourite uncle to more than anyone'd guess.

RP Preferences

I'm cool with about everything and willing to go with it most times. If something's going in a way I'm really disliking, I'll probably tell you. If I do that, I really do mean it, though, and I promise I'm not trying to manipulate the outcome, I'm trying to avoid the anti-fun.

Rebelling against elders or any IC authority by smirking and obdurately ignoring them is overdone. It tends to work out for the rebels because the authority players don't want to PK you and have nothing to gain from the conflict, so they ignore you right back. This is only slightly more themely than the Bone Gnawer/Verbena/Ventrue/Satyr polyamorous quad, and less desirable since the quad is actually fun for more than one person. Try rebelling in some way that's interactive, please.

Contacts

Corinna.jpg Corinna What zhe hell?!

Khoi.jpg Khoi Me friend.

Gallery

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Name: John "Jack" Bonaducci
Apparent Age: 30's
Nationality: Foreign


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Name: Mouchard


Sick Tunes

She was ready to wait on him when she finds he's plenty of tin,
Chalk him down, two for one behind the bar.

- Jack Tar On Shore


As the four winds blow, my wits through the door
It's been the worst day since yesterday

- Flogging Molly, The Worst Day Since Yesterday