gianelli, nicholas antonio

[nicholas]

nicholas antonio gianelli
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character basics
WELCOME TO YOUR LIFE, THERE'S NO TURNING BACK. EVEN WHILE
YOU SLEEP, WE WILL FIND YOU ACTING ON YOUR BEST BEHAVIOR

FULL NAME , nicholas antonio gianelli
NICKNAMES , nick, nicky
AGE , twenty-two
BIRTHDAY , august 23rd
SEXUALITY , heterosexual
GRADE , junior at NYU
OCCUPATION , student
MEMBER GROUP , socialite

hello, my name is BREE. i am SIXTEEN years young and i consider myself a(n) INTERMEDIATE roleplayer. i found this site through CAUTION. so, here's an example of my average post:

She had been sitting on the floor for a few minutes now, and her laughs were slowly, but surely, subsiding. She couldn’t help but feel a bit shocked that no one had attempted to help her up. Didn’t anyone have manners? She just shrugged it off, and tried to stand, but as soon as she put weight on her left ankle, she felt a pain that was a little more than slight, and knew right then and there that she’d hurt it. "Fuck," she mumbled under her breath, and sat there with a smile still plastered on her face, hoping she wouldn’t show anyone that she was really hurt. She had learned that from her mother: never let ‘em see you sweat. Her smile faded, though, when she noticed a figure walking towards her out of the corner of her eye. She let out a small groan, and sucked her teeth. He just has to be the one to show up, right? It was Christian Grisham, a.k.a Mr. I’m so much better than you. He annoyed Taylor more than anyone on the face of this Earth, and he did get on her nerves 24/7. Yup, he annoyed her at school, online, on the phone, even when he wasn’t there he annoyed her.

She looked at him with a scowl on her face as he sat on his car, staring at Taylor as if she were some sort of imbecile. It was times like these where she just wanted to smack the stupid look off his face, but, she had more class than that – or at least that’s what she thought – and she held her composure. "You can never walk on your two feet, can you?” She tried to disregard him, hoping he would somehow find something more interesting than Taylor falling flat on her ass, but those hopes were dashed when he walked closer. “Just so you know, after your right foot goes forward, your left foot does,” She raised her hand as if she were going to strike him, but ended up balling her fist up and bringing it back down to her side. Instead, she replied with a, “No! I so didn’t know that!” She put a look of exclamation on her face while she exaggerated each word, just to piss him off. She almost melted when she saw him blow the smoke out of his mouth while taking, but that unexpected feeling of lust was replaced with a predictable feeling of irritation when he blew the cigarette smoke just above her head. That was just icing on the cake, and it finally got her started. “Do you really have to be such an asshole every time you see me?” Without waiting for an answer, she pushed herself off of the ground, and dusted off her clothes, knowing that Chris wouldn’t help her. Hell, he wouldn’t help her if she was pinned under a car and within seconds of dying.

She immediately felt stupid for pushing herself off the ground so quickly, because she was reminded of the pain in her ankle. She knew he would tease her about her clumsiness even more if he knew she was hurt, so she started towards Tesco, trying to ignore the pain in her ankle and the boy’s snide comments. As she tried to keep the limp in her leg as unnoticeable as possible, she thought more about Chris’ annoying ways. She didn’t know what his problem was most of the time. She hadn’t even done anything to him – well, yet, but it wasn’t like she stayed up for hours on end planning ways to make Chris’ life miserable – but he just had to take this opportunity to tease her, right? She should be used to it by now. Every since they’d met (which was in the middle of the last school year, by the way), they had only had about two civil conversations. The rest of the time had been spent exchanging rude remarks, inappropriate gestures, and looks of mock disgust. Yes, she said mock. Chris wasn’t that much of an eyesore. In fact, he wasn’t an eyesore at all, he was pretty hot. The only reason Taylor didn’t try anything with him was because he was such an annoyance to her. Had it not been for that, trust her, they would have had sex a long time ago. She shook the thought from her head and decided to focus on making it to the rotating doors of Tesco Extra without making a fool of herself.

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character details
TURN YOUR BACK ON MOTHER NATURE, EVERYBODY WANTS TO RULE THE WORLD
IT'S MY OWN DESIGN, IT'S MY OWN REMORSE, HELP ME TO DECIDE.

HEIGHT , 6’2’’
EYE COLOR , blue.
HAIR COLOR , dark, dirty blonde
PLAY-BY , cam gigandet

LIKES , parties, antique and exotic cars, working for his money, laughter, independent women, making love, sweet alchocol, wines
DISLIKES , people who talk too much/don’t talk enough, having things handed to him because of who his father is, whorish girls, cheap beer, dumb girls, cheaters, manipulative people
FEARS , ending up just like his father, dying at a young age
DREAMS , to own his own business one day, to marry a gorgeous, yet smart woman and have a bajillion kids
SECRETS , he lost his virginity on his fifteenth birthday to a call girl that his dad paid for
HABITS/QUIRKS , bites his nails, over thinks situations, paces when he’s mad
OVERALL PERSONALITY , FUN-LOVING Nick is almost always out and about, doing something that he enjoys to pass the time. He loves to be with his friends, and loves to be the loud one in a group that gets the party started. He’s pretty fearless, and is willing to do anything that gives him an adrenaline rush.

OPTIMISTIC Nick likes to look at life as if the glass is half full, and always wants to live life to it’s fullest. Even if things aren’t the best in his life at that time, he chooses to keep moving forward, and to try to make the situation he’s in better somehow.

BLUNT Nick never minces his words, no matter who you are, and almost always tells the truth. If your hair is a disaster, he’ll tell you. If you’re being a complete dickhead, he’ll tell you. If you’re girlfriends a mega-bitch, he’ll tell you. If that shirt you’re wearing makes you look gay, he’ll not only tell you, but he’ll laugh his ass off at you, too. Sometimes, he can be perceived as an asshole, and sometimes, you may be right. But he doesn’t intend for anyone to be hurt by his words, he just wants to tell it like it is.

CARING Nick cares for most of the people around him deeply, especially his family, and is always there for them, whenever they need a helping hand, a slap in the face, or just a good old-fashioned hug. He’ll always put them before himself. He would practically jump in front of a bus to save their lives, and hopes that they would do just the same for him. His friends and family mean everything to him.

A BIG TEDDY BEAR Nick has always been a lover, not a fighter. He may act tough sometimes, but it’s just a façade. On the inside and outside, he’s just a ball of mush. However, he’s never one to back down if you get on his nerves, and he can get pretty ruthless if you rub him the wrong way.

character history
HELP ME MAKE THE MOST OF FREEDOM AND OF PLEASURE. NOTHING
EVER LASTS FOREVER. EVERYBODY WANTS TO RULE THE WORLD.

MOTHER , Gina Albelo-Gianelli, 52, Housewife
FATHER , Johnny Gianelli, 56, Record Company Executive
SIBLINGS , Rosalie Gianelli, 18, Student
PETS , Dave, Labrador Retriever, 4
OTHER IMPORTANT FIGURES, n/a
HOMETOWN , Chicago, Illinois

OVERALL , There was nothing out of the ordinary on Augut 23rd, 1988 in Chicago, Illinois, except for the fact that Gina Albelo was giving birth to her first and only son, Nicholas. She and her fiancé Johnny Gianelli had been waiting for this moment for nine months, since that day in December when Gina called Johnny from a penthouse in the Bahamas while he was still in New York, on business. And it was, if you call spending Christmas with a Russian ass model business. Anyways, back to Nicholas.

He, along with his sister, Rosalie who was born a few years after him, grew up going to all the best schools, wearing the finest clothes, eating at the high-end restaurants, and mingling with the most famous families in Chicago. Their father just so happened to be one of the most powerful record execs in the country. He worked with the likes of Beyonce, Bon Jovi, and Keith Urban, and made sums of money that any sane person would kill for. And of course, with Nicholas being his parents’ only son, they spoiled him and his sister beyond belief. However, his father wasn’t totally perfect. He had a little problem with keeping his pants on around other women. He’d been cheating on his mother for years, and it hurt Nicholas to see that his mother was getting hurt. He wondered why his mother didn’t leave him a long time ago, but after a little conversation with his Aunt Rosa, he knew that it was none of his business, and that he should leave it alone. If it were up to Nicholas, he would’ve stopped the madness as soon as it began.

Now unlike Rosalie, who wasn’t exactly opposed to all the opportunities she had because of her parents, Nicholas wanted nothing to do with it. Every time he went for a job, he would never get turned down, even if he wasn’t qualified for it. Any girl that he asked out would immediately say yes. He never knew if people were friends with him because of him, or because of what he could get them. And everywhere he went, people asked, are you THE Johnny Gianelli’s son?! He couldn’t stand it, and he knew he’d go crazy if he had to endure it any longer. So, on his twenty-second birthday, he broke the news that he was going to be leaving.

Nicholas had been mulling over the decision for weeks before his birthday. He wanted to leave. Far enough that if he walked down the street, there wouldn’t be a million and one people chasing after him, but close enough that if something ever happened to his family, he’d be right there to help them. So, he decided on New York. Millions of people inhabited it and there were real celebrities there that you could see everyday, so no one was going to be in his face 24/7. When he told his family, they were, like anyone would be, a little shocked. His mother was damn near having a heart attack; her baby was leaving her. His sister, like any younger sister would, wanted to tag along with him, but he immediately shot her down. Don’t get him wrong, he loved his sister with all his his heart, but he really didn’t have the time or patience to look after a seventeen year-old. His father, although he didn’t particularly agree with his decision, knew that he was a man, and needed to do what he needed to do. However, he wouldn’t let his son leave without a parting gift: He offered him their summer home in the Hamptons, that way, he’d have a very nice home to start out with, and they’d be able to contact him easily. Now Nick was no fool; The Gianelli’s summer home was breathtaking, so he took it. A little more than a week later, at the beginning of September, he packed his bags and set off to New York, where a new chapter in his life awaited him.