ARES ELLIOT RINALDI has been accepted to participate ! they are a 23 year old all the way from SICILY, ITALY . HE is currently studying CRIMINAL JUSTICE & COMMUNICATIONS at the interchange.
✘ Statistics ✘
Name: Ares Elliot Rinaldi
Age: Twenty Three
Birthday: February 14th, 1997
Sign: Aquarius
Hometown: Sicily, Italy
Sexuality: Bisexual
Majors: Criminal Justice & Communications
Hobbies: Hacky Sack, Playing Guitar, Drawling.
Tattoos: None
Piercings: None
Likes: Studying the history of serial killers, Rap, Fucking around, Fire, Being a dick.
Dislikes: The cold.
✘ Biography ✘
Ares and his twin was born to a mother that died as soon as their were given birth to, his fate was put in the hands of his father who was one of the most known kingpin drug lords in Sicily, Italy.
Being a twin with his brother Eros, the two growing up would come across as inseparable. Ares and Eros were both named after two known gods with the meaning behind both names being war and love. Taking his fathers trade at the young age of fifteen Ares did his fathers bidding dealing and delivering his old mans drugs with his twin tagging along to see it went by smoothly. One of those nights however it did not and Eros met his untimely death at the end of a barrel when their family delivery truck was robbed. Blaming his father Ares swore to himself the would one day take his father down.
Buckling down in school the year after his brother died Ares pulled straight A’s and graduated in the top ten of his class getting the scholarship he needed to go and study what it took to take his father and the others that were just like him down. His father may not see if coming, but revenge is a dish that is best dished out cold.
Year round Ares manages to visit his mum’s and brother’s grave sites and places flowers in the vases that lie there as he promises their day of closure is coming, knowing that not only will they live in peace, but so will the rest of his home town.
✘ Ares & Eros ✘
As mention they both got into their fathers drug trade at the young age of fifteen. Eros was mainly their driver while Ares on the other hand would run in and out to deliver the product having known how to handle himself better having been trained in hand to hand combat and mixed martial arts.
Two months after their sixteen birthday both boys went on the delivery that changed their lives. Having been sent to a new location in the middle of going their original by their father than originally planned in the middle of nowhere, the boys showed up and were ambushed by three others. Ares was on his way to get out of the truck to get the drug package when he was grabbed by two of the guys and the three of them started fighting, while Eros was held at the end of the barrel being screamed at to hand over the keys and get out of the truck. Picking off the two Ares was about to yank Eros out of the way before the gun went off and the blood splattered all over him. Looking at Eros for a moment Ares didn’t process his brother wasn’t alive at the moment as he climbed over him and began to wrestle the weapon that was now pointed at him out of the mans hand. Getting it lowered he heard it go off the second time that night where it had all but miss and graciously grazed him leaving his right hip with the permanent reminder of that already unforgettable night. Ripping the deadly weapon away he grunted as he clutched his hip, before taking the butt of the weapon and knocking the man in the head with it. Getting back into the truck was went Ares took time to look at Eros as he began to shake him and say his name. Nothing. There was nothing. Looking at his brother and seeing the mark in the center of his head he numbed and gathered himself enough to take them both to the hospital.
That same night he was treated for his wound and his brother was pronounced dead. When his father showed he blamed him and his fist collided with the man that raised both him and his brother. Instead of being locked up his father took him home and had him meet with a therapist that he paid to come to the house three times a week, due to Ares locking himself in his room. The rest of school that year was spent with Ares going his schooling only and his grades going up as he focused more knowing his father was the one to blame.
Meeting both Manon and Gabriel that Summer he befriended them both but opened his life up more so with Gabe than he had Manon.
Ares and Eros having been close meant there was a tie between them, and out of respect for his brother, Ares felt it was only proper that he become a small part of him in order to honor him. He does talk to his brother and he does believe his brother talks back when he is asleep, or alone, or needs to be calmed, and friends aren’t around, given they are twins they formed a pact. Eros is now watching over Ares and making sure he is safe and out of harms way. Although it may come across that Ares is crazy he’s not. Ares knows Eros is not there, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t respect him or won’t listen to him. If his therapist said he wasn’t crazy he mustn’t be. Not to mention the cross necklace he wears that has a little bit his in it.
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