Story Chronicles of a Bad Man

[Chaishi]

Introduction and Foreword
This fiction chronicle and entire thread is made for one and only character, every other character that will appear in this series is a result of fiction, has no connection to any player character. If anybody choses to pick them from story, they can, but I won't add others in here. The stories will be about 1950's America and generally it will focus on an immigrant minority first generation Italian mobster. I will try to keep events that play out close to realistic values, yet keeping it entirely realistic is never fun. Therefore expect a slightly more loose structure of environment and timeline. Afterall, this is just a sketchbook for me and my character and I will use it as such.

— Luciano Corsetti —

Theme Song

• ID Card
• Family
• Criminal History
• Personality
• Possessions
• Background

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  Sex: Male.
  
  Age: 28.
  
  Date of Birth: 10 January 1923.
  
  Place of Birth: Venice, Italy.
  
  Hair Color: Light Brown.
  
  Eyes: Bright Green.
  
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  Father: Benito Corsetti (DECEASED)
  
  Mother: Maria Corsetti (Alive, in Italy.) (45)
  
  Little Brother: Lucius Corsetti (DECEASED)
  
  Uncle: Mario Corsetti (Alive, in USA.) (45)
  
  Cousins:
  Fabian Corsetti (Alive, in Italy.) (14)
  
  Liliana Corsetti (Alive, in USA.) (22)
  
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  Affiliation: Muscano's.
  
  Role: Caporegime.
  
  Racket: Hauling Illegal Liquor in and out of country, General smuggling operations.
  
  Criminal Record:
  Misdemeanor Class A for Assault and Battery. (1 Year Prison Sentence)
  
  Misdemeanor Class A for Damaging Property. (6 Months Prison Sentence)
  
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  • — Cold-blooded in most situations, acts calm and thoughtful.
    
    
  • — Likes to guide people in their jobs, even to guide their hands.
    
    
  • — Tries to learn from his mistakes, even holds a diary to keep himself tidy and recorded.
    
    
  • — Likes wearing sharp, tasting delicious meals and enjoys luxury.
    
    
  • — Big spender, big gambler and big loser. (Tries to hide it.)
    
    
  • — Has conscience towards people who ask for it.
    
    
  • — Learns fast and applies fast.
    
    
  • — Careless, especially while applying what he has learnt.
    
    
  • — Quite pious and sees himself down to earth with other people.
  
  
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  House in Suburbs
  
  Maserati A6 1500
  
  Colt Army Special .38
  
  Corsetti Restaurant
  
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  Corsetti is a family name that comes from Venice, Italy. They were another regular family in Venice. During the second world war, Benito Corsetti decided to move his family away from war. He himself smuggled them from Italy to New York during war and joined US forces a little after. After stepping on a mine and losing his three fingers and one leg at war, he was sent back to US and granted Asylum rights. He died soon after reaching US. That is how Luciano has entered US and got rights to stay and live.
  
  Before war Luciano was a bright kid. He would trick locals on streets to give him money, and when that did not work anymore he would nick some from tourists. As he grew up, he learnt that was frowned upon and started acting more discreet about his small mischiefs. He was beaten by his own family many times, told not to steal from people countless nights. As time draw closer to second world war, Luciano was being fueled with nationalistic ideas, starting to think more about his nation than himself. His father, Benito, did not greet this idea well and repeatedly warned him about his thoughts which caused many conflicts in family. He lost his brother during journey towards US due to a submarine harrassment at Mediterrean and after that point, he never did mention about his nationalistic ideas.
  
  After his father left them at New York, Luciano had to find a way to make cash alongside his mother since The Great Depression was still affecting many families, especially immigrants. With no civilian ID and being a minority, all the odds were against him at beginning. He started small, by washing dishes daily at a restaurant for a small pay where he met Muscano's family. As time passed he moved on to front, did deal with customers amongst tables. When his deal was up and he was offered a job, he accepted it in a heartbeat and begun his criminal life.
  
  Only with his wits and desires, he managed to rise above fast and safe. He became a made-man in short time and built his own connections even faster. Soon enough, as time draw closer to wedding, he was made a Caporegime who was seen fit to family and trusted well.
  
  

• The Test

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  As rain poured down from windows of car, he stood under the cover of a dark, familiar blanket. Midnight was just about there when headlights of another vehicle started being visible afar. He recognised the truck as it approached, since it's engine was roaring as usual as he was accustomed to. Truck took a turn around the corner right in front of them and stopped at the end of pier. They stopped for a moment, he watched them talk to each other in the truck with gestures under the sick yellow lights of pier. After a brief moment of silence and reluctance in truck, his chauffeur cleared his throat as a sign of readying himself to talk. "I don't think he will do it Luciano." He said while eyeing guy who was seated at the back of car. His emerald green eyes were set on the truck, just like a predator watching his prey, he was locked on his game. "I got a feeling that he will, Martin." Right after he told so, a guy with wide shoulders hopped out of the truck and checked his surroundings for any prying eyes. After a short hold up, he went right towards where loads of boxes were melting away under heavy rain. Grabbed one, started loading them in. They waited in the car, until they loaded all the truck and passed right by their nose. Corsetti Restaurant writing on truck became barely visible as they passed by and when they were finally gone Martin flipped the keys to turn the engine on. "So he passes." He confirmed to himself, and Luciano nodded "It seems so."
  
  Enzo has had past test. He was now another candidate for the family, therefore must be treated as such. Luciano did not always attend to such tests, such exams. He had to stay away from people who he can not put his trust in, and currently Enzo was one of them. He would never know who Luciano was until the moment he was made man, yet for now this much was enough for him. Luciano have stepped on same stones as he used to walk in this crime ridden city, and he was where he is now because he did not hesitate where Enzo did. This hesitation he saw, was going to eventually cost him in future. But for now, Enzo was good in Luciano's mind. He slowly drowned himself in deep thoughts of his mama's fresh lasagna smell while drifting away towards home in a rainy dark night.