Curio Vittore Paeprimeo

[Curio Vittore]

Curio Vittore Paeprimeo

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I wish I could cross my arms
and cross your mind 'cause I believe ,

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name - Curio Vittore Paeprimeo
nicknames - He goes by Curio Vittore only, renouncing his last name.
gender - male
age - 17
grade - Senior
major - Exercise Science
minor - Nutrition
portrayer - Hayden Christensen
representing - #057 Primeape

that you'd unfold your paper heart
and wear it on your sleeve ,

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To Strangers
You give Curio one look that is even remotely considered pity or angry or judging, and he'll cuss you out. Or chase you. It's the kind of person Curio raised himself to be. He doesn't want your pity, nor does he need it. Curio already doesn't like you. Get over your high horse. He doesn't like anyone when he firsts meets them. You're likely to get a death threat if standing within five feet of the guy. He's cold and violent, and he isn't afraid to knock you're teeth out either. Don't waste your breath trying to calm him down or rationalize, he's already judged you a fool and plotting ways to make you pay for whatever crime he's pinned you for in his head.

To Friends
Somehow, if you've managed to make friends with the hothead, you've cracked a code that was buried so deep people thought it to be non-existant. Curio is extremely loyal, so while you recieve fewer threats on your life, you also gain someone who will never turn on you. He can't, not very many people want to be his friend in the first place. He's still a jerk, but at least you know now that there is a care for you behind his eyes and a sort of joke behind those threats. Curio isn't great at expressing his feelings, but he'll still try to show you how he cares.

To Family
No one ever hears Curio talk about his family. He changes the subject always, and threatens anyone who dares bring it up. He hasn't beaten anyone up yet this year, but that doesn't mean he won't start with you. Curio doesn't talk to his father anymore, choosing to abandon the last name and go by Curio Vittore alone. He seeks no closure for the fire in his heart, and spends his thoughts of family on the kindly aunt who took him in, troubled as he was. He still causes her trouble, but for those who have stayed long to witness it, Curio goes to any lengths to make sure his aunt is okay, and deeply cares about her. When with her, all of the violent pretense is gone. She was the mother he never had.

Secretly
Curio isn't the brute you might think him to be. He can't express his feelings, even on a basic level, at all. Most of the time it's his frustration that he takes out on others around him. Curio puts up this facade of being a big, bad guy so he won't have to go through the process of opening up to someone. It's hard, and Curio has always shied away from hard things since his move to the states. Subconsciously, all he wants is to right the wrongs of his past, get closure with his father and find someone that he can love, that'll love a guy like him back. He doesn't realize most of this though, and keeps on taking out his anger in the ring and on your face.

General
Curio has a love for the boxing ring. He loves being in fights, the physicality of it all. He loves the feeling of using one's own body as an instrument to protect others and do his duty. It's the reason he'll probably go into the Marines later on in life. He loves how fighting makes his insecurities disappear. He's vicious in the ring, but he's fair and doesn't believe in cheap shots. Curio also has a much more secret love that no one knows about.

Curio loves to draw. Only his Aunt knew of his love for drawing. He doesn't have to be smart to draw or to fight. Still, he's afraid he'll lose his facade if people knew he drew, and strives to keep it a secret because he doesn't want anyone to try to make friends with him. Curio, if not fantastic in the ring, is even better at drawing. He shuts his talent in though, only exposing it by himself or at his aunts house.

If you manage to witness him in a moment of kindness, you had best keep your mouth shut. It takes a little while for Curio to calm down about something, and he prefers to do it alone, with a punching bag or a pad of paper and charcoal. He's a proud sort of person, and takes pride in his fighting ability.

Curio is actually a very kind person and struggles to keep his emotions concerning anger in check. He can't actually communicate his deeper desires well at all. When he fights and he's not in the ring, he loses his focus and loses his intelligence about fighting. People are generally afraid of him and despising his medieval ways about doing things. He's not that great with technology and gets average grades. His accent is hard to understand sometimes and he's a very fetching lad. Secretly, he tries to drink a papaya smoothie before every match he has, since he believes that they are his luck charm.

all my life I wish I broke mirrors
instead of promises
'cause all I see is a shattered conscience
staring back at me ,

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Basic Curio, despite being very pleasant to look at, has definitely mastered the 'Tough' look. Curio stands at 5ft 8 1/2 inches, which, to his family is a short height. In America however it is generally acceptable, thought maybe for his grade a tad on the short side. Curio's very sensitive to his height, so if you say one thing against it, he'll likely pound your face in. He has a muscular build from years of training in the ring. Curio's face is usually in a scowl, his dynamic eyebrows knitting together over his cold blue-grey eyes. He has perfected several different types of glares to use on various people. His nose is straight and his jawline is strong and chisled. This gives him an air of authority he abuses and makes him seem older than he really is.

Curio's hair is his everchanging project. Naturally a dirty brown and curly, it gets stringy easily, so he has taken great care in how it looks, but not how it appears. His hair changes from a messy blonde mop on his head, extending just past his ears to spiked up dark brown in a fauxhawk. It always looks slightly messy though, especially when it's on a mop on his head. When Curio is angry (which is pratically all the time) he tends to have that one popping vein near his right ear.

Dress Curio generally doesn't give a hoothoot(hehe, pun) about what he looks like. He'll go with whatever is semi-clean on the floor. When he takes the time out of training to do his laundry, you can see that Curio actually has a wide range of clothes, some being very expensive and others old and tattered. He actually has a good sense of style but doesn't use it often. On most days you can see Curio wearing some sort of training clothes, usually a under-armor shirt and athletic shorts.

When he used to go to one of his father's many events, Curio takes his look to a whole new level with pressed tuxedos and crisp ties. He actually takes the time to comb the mop of semi-curly hair on his head. Since the incident though, Curio has these clothes but nothing to use them for. When not in class or training, you find Curio Vittore in slightly nicer clothes (Usually to impress the ladies), consisting of nice jeans paired with a button down monochrome shirt, sleeves rolled up or even on occasion a nice cardigan sweater and scarf thrown on. Curio is never, ever seen without his balance wristbands, which are said to improve balance and ability to train.

oh please be done, how much longer
can this drama afford to run ?

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hometown - (Aosta, Italy)

Curio Vittore Paeprimeo was born to a wealthy yet shrewd italian business man, Fransisco Paeprimeo. It was never shared with Curio while he was young who his mother was. Fransisco was a great businessman, raking in hundreds and making a name for himself as a wealthy, promising italian CEO who could turn businesses around. To achieve that title though, Fransisco was always on trips and frequently stayed overnight at the office. He was the epitome of a workaholic. This meant Curio was left to the care of a strict nanny and his own mind. Growing up in such a way led Curio to act out to get his father's attention; usually getting into a fight of some sort. He had his father's notorious short temper, and frequently took to punching holes in the walls of his father's villa. Fransisco grew to abuse his son to assert authority over him, demoralizing his son and beating him on more than one occasion. Try as Curio might, Fransisco was a grown adult and was stronger than him.

Tired of his violent son's acts of rage, Fransisco sent him to a boarding school in the neighboring country of Switzerland, where he was to learn of boxing. With so much pent up anger at his father for never caring for him and only for business and the young girls he brought home every other weekend, Curio took out his anger on whoever his opponent was. They usually ended up with broken noses and bloodied faces. It was then that suspension from the school, Curio learned of his mother.

Angry at his father for forbidding him to go out and get away from the Villa, Curio took to his father's room to do some sort of revenge. The red curtain had been drawn over Curio's eyes and he couldn't think straight. Rifling through Fransisco's closet, Curio uncovered a small expensive shoebox. Determined to get back at his father, Curio decided to destroy the shoes. He was 15.

Opening the box Curio found a wide assortment of different pictures of young ladies. They were all dressed plainly but had extreme beauty. Dumbfounded, Curio looked through them all until he came to a dark-headed, fierce looking woman short in stature. Holding the picture to a mirror, Curio was shocked to find that there were many similarities between him and the woman. Turning the picture over, Curio gasped as he read the words written by his father's hand.

"Coletta Imbridorie: Acquired 2/3/1993 ~ Sold 11/23/1993"

The last date was 3 days after Curio's birthdate. There was exactly nine monthes and 20 days between the two dates, long enough for his father to impregnate what Curio thought to be his mother, have her give birth, and get rid of her. His father dealed with human trafficking. He had raped what seemed to be a young spanish girl, took her child and sold her the dame day. Curio was sure of it. So enraged to the point of insanity, Curio took his father's pistol from the bedstand and waited for his father to come home.

He didn't come home alone.

Fransisco stepped through the door with another girl only years about Curio's age and was surprised to see his son, sitting on his bed, with hisgun. Fransisco knew that Curio had found out, do to all the pictures tossed around the floor.

"Which one did you get the highest price on, father? Which of these girl's lives did YOU DESTROY THE MOST?" Curio yelled at his father, who was expressionless in the whole ordeal. Shooting the gun into the ceiling, 15 year old Curio shook with anger. He wanted answers.

Before he did anything rash, the police showed up due to a domestic disturbance call from a villa nearby. Taking control of the situation, Curio landed up in a police station for the night, recounting the tale of how he found all of the evidence. Fransisco Paeprimeo was arrested for heading a underground Human Trafficking ring, and Curio, still red hot with anger was sent away soon after they sentenced his father to 3 life sentences.

Curio learned later that his mother died of HIV from his social worker in Italy. When he was sent away, Curio went to live with an aunt in the U.S.A. He had already been fluent in english from his boarding school and their insistance that all students learn. The Curio that went to Pallet, Colorado was a different Curio. He never felt any pleasant emotions after the incident. if anyone so much as gave him a bad look, he'd chase them until they got away or he was able to give them a lesson. He was frequently in fights and broke curfew.

He got a bit better when his aunt enrolled him into Pallet High School, thinking that he could get some good from living in a dorm and using his fighting and training for good. That was his junior year. He has gotten better, since finding that he could somewhat get rid of his always pent-up agressions by cursing in italian and training in the ring. He was never getting better than average grades, but at least he wasn't flunking anymore. Curio still had a horrid temper and has beaten up a few kids; landing him in the prinicpal's office more than once. He was given a clean slate his Senior year, and with pleas from his aunt, has managed not to knock-out a kid for looking at him yet this year.

then I was given grace and love
I was blind but now I can see ,

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Name - Curio, when read past the general shakesperian definition, states that, ' are sometimes reckless with both their energies and with money.' I feel this fits how Primeape would fight until fainting, and the fact that he sometimes is stubborn and reckless. Vittore, a form of Vittorio, is latin for Victor and the direct translation is Champion. I felt this fits because of Primeape's desire to win and fighting style. Paeprimeo, is one I had difficulty acquiring. Actually, I wanted his last name to be the most direct of the connection to Primeape. So what did I do? I spent 20 minutes scrambling the letters of Primeape. Upon realizing that I liked none of my combinations, I added an O for 'that italian sound'. Soon after I wrote out Paeprimeo, which unscrambled is Primeape, o.

Appearance
Why I picked Hayden Christensen (Besides the fact that during break it was Star Wars weekend on Spike):
Well, I wanted an actor that definitely was italian in some way. So off to google to find Italian American Actors. Vincent Martella was too happy, and I didn't like Frankie Muniz's hair. But a name caught my eye. It was the name of the guy who was Anakin in Starwars Episodes II and III. (Anakin is my favorite character.) I went to look at pictures because I wanted to make sure he was fit to use for this Primeape character. All of the pictures I've found so far fit Primeape well. A good selection of his pictures have Hayden as 'broody' or mad, and Primeape is almost always mad. His hair is a mop of blonde in some pictures, which fits Bulbapedia's discription of Primeape, "Primeape has a round body covered in whitish, messy fur." Hayden almost seems to have that popping vein on his forehead in some pictures, which also fits with bulbapedia's "Primeape has a stress mark in front of its left ear. "

Curio is written to have a popping vein and moppy hair like Primeape. Also, since Primeape isn't a tall pokemon, I gave Curio a complex about being the shortest in his family. Curio is generally seen in training attire, which matches the fact that Primeape is a fighting type and looks to have boxing gloves on. Also, Curio's balance bands are the modern version to Primeape's black shackles on it's wrists. Primeape is said to be the Pig Monkey Pokémon according to Bulbapedia, so on normal says Curio is kind of a clean 'slob' to tie in with the pigness.

History
I wanted to give Curio a history that would be a cause for much of the agression he has now. So that's why I made him an abused child and his father such a horrible one. You can't just have that much agression and not know why. It also serves to make him a much more believable character. Bulbapedia states that "Primeape are easily angered. Even the slightest glance of eye contact will make it furious" I needed to give him a reason. I feel this ties in because it gives Curio much of the same actions as Primeape.

Thrash, Punishment, Close Combat, and Final Gambit. These are the last four moves that Primeape learns, and i have incorporated them into his history. Thrash is when he acts up normally, what had got him in trouble with his father. In return, Fransisco would punish him with physical abuse. That was Punishment. Close Combat was the suspension and also finding out about his mother, while Final Gambit was when he confronted his father about his crimes. I feel that this is a connection because the last four moves are among primeape's best, and those were the most important things in his life.

Personality
Biggest catagory right here.
Bulbapedia in Bold.
Primeape's muscles are made even stronger. However, it also becomes much less intelligent at the same time.

Whenever Curio fights outside the ring, he can't focus and loses his edge. He isn't that intelligent to begin with anyway.

Primeape are easily angered. Even the slightest glance of eye contact will make it furious.

Whenever people give Curio a passing glance, he gets angry just like Primeape. He is very easily angered and has a hard time calming down.

Once Primeape begins its strongest attack, Thrash, it goes completely out of control.

Whenever people bring up Curio's family, he goes insane, basically. He never lets it happen because he never lets anyone talk about his family. But if some idiot brings it up, there will be a fight, and Curio will beat him within an inch of his life.

It stops being angry only when nobody else is around. To view this moment is very difficult.

Curio can only calm down when he's alone and often he will leave his friends to go to the ring and do so. He hates having company around when he's trying to calm down, so he often locks the doors.

They seem to have an affinity with the Payapa Berry, since they are sometimes found with it.

Curio absolutely loves papayas, and tries to eat one or drink a smoothie before every match he has. No one but his Aunt knows this though.

fate looks sharp, severs all my ties
and breaks whatever doesn't bend ,

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I love giving these, so here's one from a character like Curio. Caution, PG 13 post!

“What, do you want an apology or something?”

Damn this weather.

Cecil rubbed her gloves together, exhaling a sharp breath and watching the vapor float up her face. Her flimsy gloves didn't do much for her hands, which were cold even on the hottest days. I need some fucking hand warmers or something. Cecil thought. Cold weather always put her in a fouler mood. Same with people who thought she liked cold weather. Just because I'm a Deep Freeze doesn't mean that I like being cold. I'm pretty sure only masochistic idiots like to be freezing. Cecil went through the argument she had with herself almost every time the winter came around. Not that she hated winter. She loved the three months when the earth was covered in a snowy bliss, but at the same time, being cold sucked balls.

Cecil shuffled against the light slush on the street, kicking it aside rather violently with her black boots. Not only the weather had dampened her already sour spirits, but classes had as well. Cecil generally looked forward to her classes. Everyone knew her well enough to expect an icy textbook to come flying their way if they bothered her while working. Or in general. Cecil wasn’t a very... talkative person. Today was just a shitty day. Her classes had decided to swamp her with tests; some jackass had decided to stick gum to her seat, and her notebook for her Physics class was thrown out a window when she went to a dorm meeting.

Walking over to the sodden book on the slush, Cecil muttered a long list of obscenities at the students who had committed the crime of book tossing. The light blue notebook had been soaked to the brim with dirty grey slush, ruining he physics notes. Cursing her bad luck, Cecil opened up the heavy cardboard cover of the book and wanted to toss it back down again. All of her notes. Gone. It wasn’t like she was fantastic at Physics or anything. She needed those notes to pass the class with a C. She was smart, but even Cecil had the subjects that she failed in. “Looks like I’m not going to pass. Who would lend me their notes?” Cecil exclaimed as she wrapped the notebook in her cobalt scarf. She hoped that somehow she could salvage the notes, even if it meant dirtying her favorite scarf in the process.

So stuck in her mental thoughts of doom towards the idiots that ruined Physics for her, Cecil walked slower to her dorm. Her usual awareness for anything within fifty feet that she could glare at was gone, leaving Cecil to just mutter to herself as she clutched the sodden papery mess to her chest. She looked like a heretic, but Cecil didn’t even begin to care as she kicked at the slush before her. The devastating accident would cost her a class. She was going to have to retake it. “Dammit, I hated that class enough already. Sitting through another year will make me murder someone.”

It was then that someone had managed to bump shoulders with someone. Not able to control her anger any longer, Cecil lashed out and struck the person, who was taller than her. “Fuck you!” Cecil exclaimed as she proceeded to freeze the idiot’s shoes to the ground. Too bad, they were nice boots too. Bringing her blazing blue eyes back down to her notebook, Cecil trudged on, ignoring the person’s protests as he realized that he couldn’t move. “Poor business man’s going to be late for his meeting. Oh well.” Cecil exclaimed as she hurried onto the next street before the man pointed her out to someone. She didn’t need anyone else giving her a shitty time. When she turned the corner however, she ran into someone else. This time it was completely her fault, but that didn’t stop Cecil from exclaiming an obscenity as she looked up to the taller person whom she had just run completely into. They work a look of surprise. “What, do you want an apology or something?” Cecil asked, even though she didn’t want to fight; Cecil had already gone past the point of no return.

but I don't need a telescope
to see that there's hope
and that makes me feel brave ,

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your name - Mel!
favorite color - Still Teal, but orange is growing on me.
how you found us - The first ad on HBH.
how long have you been roleplaying - 1 year, around 9 months..I'm horrid with remembering this.

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