MARCELLO LEONARDO
Username:01dewey
Name:Marcello Leonardo
Nickname:Marc
Age:Eighteen
Gender:male
Brief Description:Six feet tall, one hundred and thirty two pounds, Marcello is strong, but also quite swift. His dark brown hair is often combed well, usually wet from the sea mist that drifts from the ocean on to him. A handsome male he is, of hazel eyes and long legs. He often wears black pants, that go down into his black boots, and he wears a loose white shirt, that goes to his wrists. He wears a silver necklace and a fine pearl that loops through the silver necklace, that he had gotten from his mother. He wears large black boots. A well toned tan from the bright sun, and a slightly hairy chest, but not super heavy. His hands are roughed and calloused, and he often smells of gun powder, due to being a gunner.
History:Born to a rich nobleman and a nobleman's daughter. Both were born in Italy, like Marcello. Marcello was raised in Italy, and his pride his Italy. His true language is Italian, and he often speaks Italian, and sometimes has trouble with English. He was taught in the ways of swordfighting and gunsmanship. A great fighter he was, even as a young boy. His mother was kind and nice, and his father was strict, yet he was rewarding when Marcello did something good. He was also taught the ways of Noblemanship, taught the laws, taught how to deal with money, and other people. He is good at talking with others, both in Italian,and if needed, English. He didn't like his life, that most would be satisfied with, and often acted out, and left home without saying a word. He began to go with girls, have one nighters, and then leave them. He was know across all Italy, but not with good thoughts in mind. He was often found at bars, and often got kicked out, but that wasn't truly who he was. He soon found himself socializing with the pirate group. They were like him in many ways, they loved to be free, and they were. Marcello yearned to be with them, and he soon got what he wanted. The one day asked if he would like to be a gunner, and he instantly accepted. He rushed home, packed his things, and boarded the ship, without a word to his parents. He has been on the sea, ever since he joined, in which he was sixteen.
Personality:He is often quiet and reserved, and only talks when it is needed. He doesn't like to talk, because he often finds himself's throwing Italian in, or his accent to heavy. In the truth, he has a large heart, and is truly kind and protective. He is truly a good guy, but really, as a disguise, he is cold and unkind at times. He ignores others, and usually tries to keep to himself. He brought his guitar with him, and often practices in the cargo space. He tries to hide his skills, so he hides it always in the cargo space. Although, at times, he loves to have fun, drink, and just be himself every once and awhile. At times, he will even be witty and funny, getting drunk, flirting with girls. He often helps others, with cooking, training, and anything that is needed.
Strengths-Fighting, talking in Italian, swimming, thinking, math, and playing guitar.
Weaknesses- English, people,talking, animals, and shy girls.
Likes- Shy girls, animals, guitar, math, swimming, fighting, and flirting.
Dislikes-Cocky males, orders, cocky girls, talking, and english.
Fears-Small places, that are dark.
Rank:Gunner
Other:Marcello is Italian :3
by Harpy• » Sun Jan 30, 2011 4:19 pm 
