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Federiko Valenti
Character information
  1. Alias
    Xsavian
  2. Date of birth
    1975-01-19 (47 years old)
  3. Place of birth
    Hartford Conn
  4. Nationality
    Latino
  5. Ethnicity
    Puerto Rican
  6. Languages
    Spanish/English

Description

  1. Height
    185 cm
  2. Weight
    106 kg
  3. Build
    Tall Husky with a slight gut
  4. Hair
    Bald
  5. Eyes
    Dark Brown
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Evil
  7. Features
    Eyebrow always cocked looking upset 24/7

Background

Name Federiko Valenti, DOB 01/19/1975, Parents : Unknown. Raised by his adapted Mom Felicita Valenti And Adapted Farther Tony Valenti( They are Italian) Since the day I learned how to go shopping, Clean my room and get thins done My adapted parents have always taught me not to be unsocial and Uncivilized. They always made me go to church. They were always asking to finish school so that I can be someone in life but I decided to stick to the streets because it was a lot much easier to abide by the rules of the street than to be some prick working 9-5 for that five hundred dollar check. There was this small store across the street from where I lived and they took no shit from anyone, So there I was thinking I was Italian hanging out with the Boys. One day I saw the MAN in charge smash a bottle over someone's head and right before the guy hit the floor, The MAN looked at me and I knew some how I am now involved or I will be killed. I took the guy out back and put 4 to his head and it was all like some nightmare I wanted no part of. I woke up in cold sweat and realized it was not a dream I was actually in prison (Talking to my self) It's been 25 years since I've been in here, When will I get out, When will I see the streets. My adapted mom passed away 10years after my sentence and my adapted dad was too weak minded and was a slave to the drug life, Ti'll he was struck by a car and killed. Now I'm all alone in this world, Looking for a reason to live another day. Or will I die in the arms of a stranger asking for forgiveness as I take my last breath. I find my self buying a one way ticket to another country, Will it be my new home Or will I end up dying without a family to give me the proper funeral. Here I am looking around, Looking for that new friend, That new partner in crime that new... New.. n .. e... w.. I collapsed confused ..

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