forum Desire's Untrust (Group RP) (CLOSED!)

Started April 19, 2021 by @requiemisback language

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Name: Darcy Mochizuki
Age: 24
Gender: Cis male
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: Bisexual
General appearance: Darcy stands at exactly six foot three. He has deep crimson long hair that's pushed back, but he does keep it up in a ponytail sometimes. His eyes are a dark brown, though they appear to look black in specific lighting. Darcy has a mesomorphic inverted triangle shaped body and an oval face shape. There is a scar on the lower right side of his neck. And on his left shoulder he has a tattoo that says "2182300". Typically, he wears either some sort of suit or a black leather jacket, white muscle tank top, and combat boots. His ears are pierced but he rarely wears earrings.
Personality: At the end of the day, Darcy is a complex person. While he does act happy-go-lucky and kind, he's an antisocial guy who could care less about others. Not saying that he can't be compassionate to others, but it's rare. Sometimes he thinks he's above others. He wears his charm like a mask to hide behind the true parts of his personality. But on the other hand, he's loyal to those he thinks are worthy of it and does tend to be "nice" from time to time. He does flirt and tease with others, but his true intentions behind these actions are ambiguous. Darcy is meticulous about his work and absolutely loves it.
Backstory: Originally, Darcy was born as Vincenzo Darcy Lim. His father was a prosecutor and his mother worked as a high school history teacher. Darcy had a good life till he was about six. His parents were murdered and he was almost murdered too, but ended up being saved by a hitman who went by the name, Raiden. Over time the hitman became a father figure to him.

Since he couldn't go to school, Raiden taught him everything any kid his age needed to know: reading, writing, self defense, how to hot wire a car, the best places to stab someone, and so much more. Eventually when got older, he started to get involved in some of Raiden's gigs. Darcy would end up following his "father's" footsteps. He even decided to take night classes so he could have a high school diploma. Being a hitman and student kept him busy, but he loves working. Sadly Raiden himself would end up dying in an accident that was planned by one of Rabbia's rivals. In a fitting rage, he got close to the consigliere of the rivial gang's daughter in order to kill the members who ordered, planned, and almost got away with killing his father.

To honor his father-figure, Darcy found out Raiden's last name and changed his name to Darcy Mochizuki when he was nineteen. Not long after, he took in a baby girl, who he named Mina, who he found laying in a box after killing a target. Darcy knew that he needed money in order to raise her and to keep her safe, so he tried to find a "regular" job but ended up becoming a member of the Rabbia gang after doing a couple of hits for the boss.

Other: Darcy keeps a lot about himself, including his daughter, a secret in order to keep Mina safe. Guaranteed he will slaughter anyone that lays a finger on her. The tattoo on his left shoulder represents the month, day, and time he found Mina; it was also placed the shoulder he would rest her against. And he also dyed his hair after Mina's favorite color, red.

On another note, he goes to church in his free time, even though he isn't really spiritual. He carries around a tennis ball for fun.

Alrighty here he is! My dude's one of the members fighting against the traitors by the way. :)

Brrr

Name: Margot Rosario
Age: 27
Gender: Cis female
Pronouns: She/her
Sexuality: Bisexual
General appearance: Margot stands at five foot seven. She has honey colored skin and medium brown colored eyes. Margot has jet black hair that she prefers to keep up in a bun. Below her right eye, there is a small birthmark. Other markings she has is are her right ankle, lower left cheek, at the lower left side of her abdomen, and one on the side of her left leg. She has a thin rectangular figure and a little bit of muscle definition. Most of the time she wears a black corset with puff sleeves, a short red skirt, high-laced boots, and pearl earrings.
Personality: She is the kind of person who prefers to stay on the sidelines of things, but she isn't afraid to take action when absolutely needed. Margot tends to be laid-back and nonchalant about most things if not everything. She's the kind of person who can befriend anyone and has multiple connections. Confident though happens to get anxious and paranoid from time to time. Margot is a kind person who likes helping other people and making sure that they feel better. She is a natural problem-solver and is obsessed with having control over a situation so that everything will be fine. If anything goes wrong, she is hard on herself and blames everything on her. For her mistakes can never happen.
Backstory: Margot comes from a pretty well-off family, but that's all thanks to her father and his illegal weaponry business. Her father was a mafioso before she was born but had to flee the country and move to Venezia. As the youngest out of three, she was always following around someone whether that be her father, mother, or two older brothers. She liked being around them and helping anyway she can. Sometimes she sat and watched her father conduct business but was sent out when negotiations became heated.

Nothing much happened till she got older. She went on to study pre-med in college and graduated at the top of her class. As she was going to college, she slowly started to get involved in her father's work; mostly just "business" negotiations and treating his men whenever they got hurt. Margot happened to fall in love with one of them, finding him to be very charming yet funny and dependable. They planned to get to get married after she graduated college.

Just a few weeks before graduating, her and her fiancé got in an "accident". The car faced a straight on collision from a truck. Margot remembers gaining consciousness and trying to save her fiancé before the ambulance. Even at the hospital she tried to get out of bed and do something, but was forced to rest. It made her frustrated and it didn't get any better after he passed away.

Margot doesn't like talking about it nor did she like doing anything afterwards. Her father tried to cheer her up and get her moving about by taking her to dinner parties and such, but she was still dejected. At a party, she happened to meet a few members of Rabbia. Only a few weeks later, she got recruited by the mafia group and became a member. Rising through the ranks, she became the medic for Rabbia, always ready on standby for whenever someone needs her.
Extra tidbits I may have forgotten to add here: Margot carries around a black messenger bag that acts as her first-aid kit. She is fluent in two other languages, but mostly curses and such in one. She also has on a ruby ring that she refuses to take off.

(Here she is! I hope she's all good. :D )

It had been a year since Kirsten and a few others had betrayed Rabbia. The syndicate, as of now, had grown to full strength ever since the betrayal occurred, and Kirsten herself was unsure of whether or not their Boss had taken the liberty of getting all her sentries up and ready. But that was not a thing to worry about; especially not now. All she and the other traitors had to worry about was making a quick getaway to exit Venezia before the sentries there could begin staking them out. It was clear they were already being watched, but it was a matter of leaving, not a matter of worrying about the process of doing so.

The young brunette eyed down a map of areas within Italy's reach, trying to figure out where they could possibly head to first. By now, Kirsten had just been considering leaving Italy entirely, but she didn't know how the other traitors would feel about such a thing. She didn't want to just do it on a whim, even though it was much like her to do something like that. She was unsure of what their first course of action should be, so she just decided to look to the others for their input. It was risky, the idea of leaving Italy, the place they'd all presumably grown up. But even despite possible disapproval, it had to be done. It was the next best thing to moving somewhere within areas near or surrounding Venezia.

Darcy sat outside of a bar in a café chair with his phone in his hand. All around him were people who were moving about, talking, some laughing, and spending time with others. But here he was sitting by himself, looking through news articles while watching the people passing by. There was nothing really for him to do and he didn't want to bother Boss or anyone else at the base. Besides sometimes wearing the vibrant expression just wore him out to the point where it looks fake. It's better to watch others do it naturally anyways.

A sigh escaped from his rose colored lips as he sat the phone down and reclined back in the chair. After a whole year, he'd think that Interpol would catch them by now or even the Rabbia members themselves. Those bastards shouldn't have gone too far; it's a small world after all. He even asked a friend to try to track them down, but after five months, there was nothing. His right brow quirked up as he scoffed. Oh all the angels and saints, he shouldn't be wasting all his thoughts on them, there is already too much on his mind anyhow.

Tapping his index finger on the table, he gazed down at the phone. Then resting his fist under his chin, he picked up his wine glass and took a sip. Darcy wondered if something is going to happen eventually. The feeling of anticipation was looming over him.

(Thanks! I'll get up her starter when I can.)

Spectra was just in a relaxed position Near Kirsten,well she was small enough that most any position could be relaxing but other then that. She looked over at Kirsten's face, seeing the question in her eyes.

"hey don't look at me, I'm not the planner of this group." She stared down Kirsten, before going back to messing around with her whip.

She wasn't the front lines fighter either, when the group needed information she got it, when a human wouldn't speak she would get it out of them even if she had to carve them up alive.
That was her job within the group, and because of that, she would get somewhat protection and be able to rebel against Rabbia.

"try asking the others for opinon." She offered once more, laying upside down in her chair and stretching her arms and legs out.