Post by Leah on Sept 24, 2015 23:07:02 GMT -8
Full Name: Franco Bonchelli
Nickname: Frank
DoB: 08/19/1996
PoB: Paris, France
Languages: French(Primary), English(fluent)
Occupation: Student at Shepherd University
Race: Paranormal-Beast Master
Age: 19
Family: His mother died when he was real young, his father re-married a woman shortly after his mom passed fueling him with rage. His step-mother was always seen as nothing compared to the strong connection he and his later mother had. He has three half siblings(Wanda-his half sister, Apollinare-half brother, Donat - half brother).
Animal Companions: Rocko(his cat)
Franco's ability to communicate with animals goes back to Paris, France, his place of birth. His mother died when he was just a child at the age of five years old so she never explained to him about an unusual gift he has that come from her side of the family. His step-mother hated his guts soon as she married his dad soon as mother had passed causing him to hide in his room, but the "evil" step-mom he knew wouldn't let him have his luxury.
As he got older so did his unique talent of animal communication being his first ability that crept upon him as the family's calico cat named Rocko sauntered at the table. Franco's step-mother and father gave him a questioning look about the feline's behavior, he finally broken the silence telling him to take the animal out of here. His heart broken about how his father treated the cat, it was all his mother could connect to since she realize how little her husband cared for her well-being due to her strange ways.
It did not don on Franco's about his mother's supernatural abilities, she told him a story, but perhaps he was very young to comprehend what she was talking about. One night, his step-mother came to his bedroom, it was ten o clock p.m and while sneaking in she told him to leave the house and never return here again. He was fourteen years old still learning about his new gift, not sure about the road in which he'll go from here. With no place to go, he packed his bags leaving his half-siblings who his father loved more than him anyway and headed north of Paris.
Later, he grew hungry and thirsty, then fell onto a road until something or someone walk him up. A lick of a rough tongue woke him from a nightmare he wished would go away, his vision showing a distorted image until it took a close view of a large black dog, probably one of the neighbors he thought. A Rottweiler barked, his tail wagging from side to side really fast expecting to see his physical health doing well before moving on. Thanking the canine, Franco's petted the animal feeling fine now. As for the calico who was on the journey with him, his cat companion, once his mother's had been left behind. Rocko had been the only real friend he ever knew as it goes where ever he is does. His years of having no family who love nor took care of him all these years left him with fending for himself.
Face Claim: Louis Garrel
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Website: arrowsoface.wix.com/francobonchelli