his full name is lorenzo zanetti, but he sometimes goes by enzo. caucasian cisgender male, twenty-eight years of age, with he / him pronouns. he was last seen working in rogue’s club as a fighter. ( @redridgeimp )
❝ THEY SAY THAT THE LOVELIEST ANGELS MAKE THE CRUELEST DEMONS AND MY DARLING, YOU WERE SO KIND AND BEAUTIFUL BEFORE THEY DRAGGED YOU TO HELL. ❞
⇨ aesthetics ⍮ dried blood caked into the grooves of cut knuckles, the lingering scent of smoke, silver slivers of past scarring, a beaten-up box of marlboros, five o’clock shadow peppering a blunt jawline, discolourations of blue and purple decorating battered hands, a subtle smirk etched upon a devious countenance, calloused fingertips riddled with small paper cuts, dark circles under green-hued eyes, the noise of screeching tires in the middle of the night, & clenched, white-knuckled fists.
s’up, pals ?? i’m back AGAIN. pls give a big warm welcome to my troubled son enzo. lord knows he needs all the love he can get, tbh. anywhooo, feel free to hmu in ims or on le cord ( chrissie.#9606 ) for plots etc !!
FUNDAMENTALS.
full name. lorenzo dante zanetti.
nickname. enzo.
current age. twenty-eight.
birthday. december twentieth.
gender. cisgender male.
pronouns. he / him.
nationality. italian.
religion. roman catholic.
hometown. sicily, italy.
past residences. manhattan, new york city, united states ; new orleans, louisiana, united states, & chicago, illinois, united states.
current residence. red ridge, nevada, united states.
sexual orientation. bisexual.
romantic orientation. aromantic.
education. high school graduate.
occupation. fighter at rogue’s club, & drug dealer.
CONNECTIONS.
birth mother. carina zanetti. †
birth father. dante zanetti. †
full blood siblings. none.
maternal grandmother. gabriella russo. †
maternal grandfather. roberto russo.
paternal grandmother. angelina zanetti.
paternal grandfather. luciano zanetti. †
maternal aunts. lucia russo.
maternal uncles. matteo russo, & angelo russo.
paternal aunts. elena zanetti, & amara zanetti.
paternal uncles. giovanni zanetti.
PROFICIENCIES.
spoken languages. english, & italian.
negative traits. cynical, blunt, aloof, tense, & volatile.
positive traits. intelligent, confident, diligent, astute, & debonair.
strengths. integrity, tenacity, diligence, tolerant, reliable, charismatic, altruistic, & natural leadership qualities.
weaknesses. impulsive, overly idealistic, too selfless, too sensitive, fluctuating self-esteem, & struggles to make tough decisions.
skills. skilled with firearms and other weaponry, hand-to-hand combat, lock-picking, carjacking, & knowledge of arms and other weapons.
talents. retaining information, memory recall, marksmanship, & quick thinking.
APPEARANCE.
eye colour. green-flecked, hazel brown.
hair colour. raven brown, close to black.
height. six feet, one inch.
weight. 79 kg.
build. of tall stature with evident breadth in his shoulders and defined muscles.
shoe size. uk size 10 and a half / us size eleven.
scars. a few along his arms and some others in more hidden places as a result of his training and fighting.
tattoos. tba.
piercings. none.
prominent feature. greenish-brown eye colour.
MISCELLANEOUS.
zodiac. sagittarius.
element. fire.
house. slytherin.
myers briggs type. infj-t.
alignment. true neutral.
enneagram. type one.
temperament. phlegmatic.
intelligence type. interpersonal.
character label. the arcane.
past mental disorders. reactive attachment disorder, & insomnia.
current mental disorders. post-traumatic stress disorder, depressive episodes, & insomnia.
addictions. alcohol, tobacco, prescription drugs, cocaine, & cannabis.
vices. gluttony, wrath, & envy.
virtues. charity, patience, & humility.
allergies. none.
diet. carnivore.
accent. italian with a touch of american.
dominant hand. right.
blood type. a positive.
felonies. none.
vehicle. black range rover evoque.
BACKGROUND.
trigger warnings. mention of kidnapping, mention of firearms, mention of violence, mention of murder, mention of death, & mentions of blood.
The setting was Sicily, Italy. The season was the Winter of 1991. Dante and Carina Zanetti brought a baby boy into the heart of the Sicilian Mafia. Although this little boy’s upbringing was mostly positive, for a sizeable portion of his life, little Lorenzo Zanetti remained unsuspecting of the dangers his family had embroiled themselves in. From a young age, Lorenzo was taught discipline and told that to truly succeed in life one must keep their enemies on side, even at the expense of their closest friends. This was a rule that had been ingrained in Lorenzo's brain from the instant he was old enough to formulate a coherent sentence. Of course, as a carefree child, he had no intention of creating enemies for himself nor could he fully grasp the magnitude of his families involvement in the underbelly of the criminal world. One thing was for sure though, Lorenzo Zanetti had to grow up a lot sooner than any child should.
Though Lorenzo grew up unbeknownst to his father’s connections to the Cosa Nostra, it wasn’t long until he was exposed to the tamer elements of his families corruption. Although Carina tried her best to shield Lorenzo from the majority of it all, fragments always seemed to seep through. Similar to any young child, Lorenzo was curious, intelligent and observant; always asking questions that Carina would brush off. His father, on the other hand, recognised his son’s potential from the instant he was born. Lorenzo was both adept and astute enough to become a fine asset for the organised syndicate. While Lorenzo's uncle Giovanni had initially objected to the idea of bringing such a young child into the middle of the gang, Dante held the upper hand and exerted his dominance over his brother. In the end, slowly but surely, Lorenzo was introduced to certain components of the Cosa Nostra. Due to this particular upbringing and exposure to immoral dealings, a fraction of Lorenzo's heart was never as soft as expected from a child. And the older he grew, the tougher his heart became and the thicker his skin became until he learned to expertly control his emotions, refusing to let them control him. Yet another lesson he learned from his father.
[ tw ; mention of kidnapping. ] Far from being a sheltered child, an eleven-year-old Lorenzo had his first brush with sincere peril. Whilst waiting for Giovanni to pick him up from school, the boy found himself in the clutches of the enemy. The Stidda. More specifically, the rival criminal organisation to the Sicilian Mafia. While they never laid a finger on Lorenzo, they did hold him for five days, placing a hefty ransom on his head. A ransom that was swiftly paid and had him back in the arms of Carina. It was this scrape with potential death that resulted in Dante fully submerging his son into the depth of the Cosa Nostra. A twelve-year-old Lorenzo was taught how to defend himself should he ever wind up in a similar situation again.
[ tw ; mentions of firearms, & weaponry. ] From that day henceforth, the boy was enrolled in a strict regime, one that taught him to be ruthless, callous and to lack the empathy he was born with. Both his father and his uncle educated Lorenzo in firearms and other various weaponry. They tutored him on the endless aspects of their organisation. They coached him on how to embed himself in the criminal underworld and, ultimately, instructed him on how to become a killing machine. It was no surprise to Dante or Giovanni how proficient and talented Lorenzo was, leaving them with no doubt that over time, the boy would grow into an accomplished man; an expert master in his craft.
[ tw ; mentions of violence, murder, & blood. ] Lorenzo was seventeen when he took his first life. At the time, it had been self-defence and the result of a fight or flight instinct. Although he had been training years for this kind of scenario, nothing compared to the feeling he got when claiming a soul. Nothing could drown out the overwhelming sense of regret. It had been a soirée hosted by the Zanetti's in their elaborate mansion and the ballroom had been crowded with an array of people from all over the province. Some Lorenzo knew, others he didn’t. Though the older male who had ambushed him in the bathroom was indeed someone Lorenzo knew. Following a violent encounter that swiftly turned gravely critical, moments later Lorenzo emerged from the bathroom, red splatters decorating his face and crisp white shirt. With crimson stains caked into the webs between his fingers, the teenager felt as though his psyche had been disconnected from his body. The immense guilt of his actions already devouring him whole from the inside out, wracking his brain and tormenting his soul. If Lorenzo had been even a particle less resilient, he might not have stood a chance at recovering from the incident. Yet, he did and with the help of his father and uncle, the other boy’s body was taken care of. Regardless of what had unfolded the previous night, the following morning Lorenzo was back at his training, becoming more involved in the syndicate as if nothing had happened.
Later, it had transpired that what had occurred at the event weeks prior was, in fact, a set-up that had been arranged by Dante. A test to uncover Lorenzo's true potential. An arrangement that had been made without Giovanni’s knowledge which caused a rift between the two brothers and, eventually, created a wedge between Lorenzo and his father. It was also around this time that the Cosa Nostra unearthed Dante's collusion with a member of The Stidda. Deemed as a treasonous act, the Cosa Nostra were hungry for Lorenzo’s head on a platter, refusing to back down until blood was spilt and Dante was neutralised. Upon Giovanni’s recommendation, both Lorenzo and Carina fled Italy and headed for the States. It was that day when the small grey cloud began to slowly develop, hanging over Lorenzo's head and growing larger with every passing second. Death was quickly becoming something that the boy was well acquainted with. Had his father not been the one to endanger him, Lorenzo might have mourned more for him but, alas, his cold-heartedness was the by-product of his upbringing. Maintaining a shocking lack of empathy was simply something that had been drilled into his mind, something that had been embedded into his brain from a young age.
[ tw ; mentions of blood, murder, & death. ] After a single year of residing in New York, Lorenzo had returned home one evening to find the locks on the front door of his home busted open. With caution, he’d advanced further into his home only to discover his mother’s lifeless body crumpled up behind the kitchen island, lying in a heap of blood that was pooling from her throat. The type of execution was a clear indication of the exact party responsible for Carina’s murder which was all the threat Lorenzo needed to decide his best option was to go on the run. Once again, he found himself fleeing his home in order to search for a safe haven. His travels took him to New Orleans, Chicago, and, finally, Red Ridge. Acutely aware of the target that had been placed on his back, Lorenzo spent a good few years of his life looking over his shoulder, patiently waiting for the moment that fate would catch up to him. However, it wasn’t long since his arrival in Red Ridge that he fell under the radar of the Valencia Family. Perhaps this was due to his role in the underbelly of petty crime and drug dealing. And even with all ties to Italy having been broken beyond repair, when the syndicate approached him for recruitment, Lorenzo found himself turning down their offer.
At the age of twenty-one, Lorenzo found himself working at Rogue's Club as a fighter. While, on the side, he continued his part in the criminal activities of the town. Lorenzo has always been the perfect balance of confidence and intelligence, both debonair and chaotic. Displaying only a small element of his persona, he’s mastered the art of concealing fragments of himself that he wishes to keep hidden from others. He has always consistently shrouded himself in mystery, drawing a veil over his emotions, cloaking his real feelings because, if there’s one thing that Lorenzo despises most the idea of, it is exposing his underlying vulnerabilities as he believes it would then be easy for others to obtain power over him. Given his conduct and inclination, it would be fair to estimate that Lorenzo is somewhat of a satirical mouthpiece, always outspoken, strong-willed and firm in all of his beliefs with a knack for developing a sardonic tongue in most situations. Self-assured in both himself and his capabilities, it’s no wonder to those who know him that Lorenzo can captivate an audience with a simple smile, having people hang on his every word. Despite his charm and intriguing character, underneath it all, when utterly alone the glamour of his deception crumbles away. The events of Lorenzo's upbringing and the events that have brought him to where he is today have only aided in strengthening him and forging him into the shrewd and fearless man he is today.
WANTED PLOTS.
give me all of the connections from friends, frenemies, enemies, hookups, exes, rivals and everything else in between. added bonus if there’s angst or drama. if you have anything in mind feel free to throw it at me, i’m open to the majority of things and have zero triggers so come at me bro !!
