PÉREZ, ricardo alexandro

[ricardo alexandro PÉREZ]

The full name's ricardo alexandro pèrez, but most people call me Papi. In case you couldn't tell, I'm a 99% Male. I came into this world kicking and screaming on January 15, yo, and twenty-nine years later, I still haven't stopped. Back then, I lived in Miami. I'm a(n) Cuban Americano dealing with the stress of School (Male) Nurse. I graduated from the University of Miami way back in '08.

eyes :: Papi's eyes have been described as 'Hella Sexy'. with 'hella' being a substitute for a slightly more crewed word. Actually his eyes are a nice shade of blue. Not really 'Sapphire' but not a gray blue either. His eyelashes are what really draw the attention of the women, and the occasional man. His lashes are long and frame his blue eyes. He doesn't really like them because so many women have commented that they want his lashes.
nose :: It's white. And slightly plump. And has two nostrils. How do you describe a Cuban's nose? It doesn't really fit Papi for the fact that it's short and plump at the end so it makes him look a bit like a pig...but a sexy pig nonetheless
hair :: WHAT HAIR?! Papi's been shaving his head bald or nearly so, since his senior year of high school. Some idiot freshman got jelly covered gum in Ricardo's hair (obviously it was intentional since it had jelly on it. Who put Jelly on gum?!) and since his mother cut the spot too short he just shaved his head and has been ever since. Every few weeks, however, he does tend to get a bit of peach fuzz before he shaves it all. The color however is a light brown, maybe even chestnut brown...
face :: Papi's head is kind of round. It's not George Lopez Big but it is a pretty decent sized head. His lips are very feminine, like his lashes. He has a thin, pointy upper lip, and a plump lower lip. Usually on regular guys it would look unattractive, but Papi's thin mustache and goatee make it work well. Oh so very well. To add to his sexyness, Papi's eyebrows are brushed to perfection and one is raised slightly. The eyebrow varies from time to time.
body :: It's sexy. What else? Papi usually covers his body with real nice clothing like Armani Emporio & Giorgio, Louis Vuitton, and such. He has four total tattoos; two on his wrists of bits of music and his sister and mother's names tattooed his upper back. He has an average body type, not too skinny not to fat. He doesn't work out but he does try to keep from gaining a belly. Right now its flat but a bit soft however he is working on a six pack. He very rarely wears anything revealing, like shorts or tank tops. He has a small tuff of chest hair that he refuses to shave or wax along with other normal guy body hair. He does shave his legs in the summer when it's too hot.

likes :: Sex, Music, Women, White women, Latino Women, Cuban Women, Asian Women, Black Women, Men, English Women, German Women, Australian Women, Jewish Women, Femme Men, Greek Women, Women that Respect themselves, Money, Partying, a good Cuban cigar (just for show), a nice nap, Staying Healthy, Sunglasses, Shopping, Swimming, Eating, eating spicy things, Desperate housewives
dislikes :: smoking, his eyelashes, rude people, typos, kumquats, waking up with male reproductive organs drawn on his face, missing his soaps manly T.V. shows, when the Rum’s gone, getting sick, mismatched socks, that little stain that ends up on the table when you place the spoon you used to stir your coffee down on said table, lip gloss
habits :: speaking loudly, speaking before thinking, slapping women’s butts, speaking in Spanish/Puerto Rican/Sexy man speak, slapping men’s butts, using medical terminology as vernacular, going to work hungover, lecturing people on how to stay healthy
flaws :: ‘player’ type attitude, uses extreme measures for simple tasks, uses threats as means of motivation, too prideful, stuck up,
positive attributes :: Family motivated, takes pride in work, good looking, actually cares about being healthy, dependable,
secret(s) :: Ricardo kissed his sister a few times when she was 8, he 18, to show off to some 'friends'. This ended when he realized they weren't his friends. Now he blames himself for María becoming a prostitute.
pet peeve(s) :: loose strands of hair on articles of clothing-it doesn't matter if its his (ha!), a friends, or a strangers he'll pick it right off their clothing, disrespectful people, the smell of Marlboro cigarettes,

personality :: Just like most kids, Ricardo started out with a cute, bubbly personality. He would always laugh and smile and do weird cute things, just like your normal six year old. However that changed when he went to visit his grandma in Cuba a few months before his seventh birthday. When he returned he became mean and cold to the other children. He was very rebellious, didn't smile much (unless it involved his sister) and had a very pessimistic outlook on life until he reached middle school. He went back to being happy, but had a 'tough-guy' persona.
He cares very deeply for his mother and sister, even when his father was alive Ricardo didn't care for the man almost at all. Despite him being very goal oriented he does like to have fun. A LOT of fun. He's usually out drinking with his 'guys' and hooking up with a different chick each night. When he works he's very serious unless he gets distracted, like with conversation, then his joking, happy, relaxed personality comes out. When meeting someone for the first time-if it's not work related-he's very laid back. Mainly he's a party guy when he's not dealing with serious business. When it's serious time, Papi puts his tough-guy shoes on and uses them to the fullest.

mother :: Rosline, 50, Retired
father :: Enrique, 68 (57 at time of death), Professional corpse
brother(s) :: N/A
sister(s) :: María 'Missy' Fernán, 19, ‘Lady of the night’, Waitress at local coffee shop
step-relations: :: N/A
children :: N/A
other relatives :: N/A
pets :: Patricia, 8 weeks, Female pitbull

background check :: Papi was born as Ricardo way back in '81. His mother and father were both Cuban immigrants that were lucky to find an affordable apartment and job in Miami. The family never had a lot in the apartment but they made it by. For the first six years of his life little Riko was a normal happy kid at school, but at home he usually cried himself to sleep at night. His father was an aggressive man and yelled constantly at Rosline. He would always throw things instead of hitting her, though he would throw them near her so she would get injured if shards of glass or vase went flying. Naturally this had an effect on Riko, now he hates loud noises especially yelling.

A few months before his seventh birthday he went to visit his grandma in Cuba. He would walk from the hotel his parents and he stayed at to his Grandma's tiny house. Everyday there was violence but he paid no attention to it all. He just kept looking and moving forward, turning to look only when he crossed the street. One day as he was walking he heard gunshots and since they were loud he took cover immediately. When he looked up from his hiding spot he saw several guys with guns chasing one man on the other side of the street. They shot the man in the stomach and down he went. The surrounded him and yelled things before kicking him a few times and ran off. When the coast was clear Riko ran over to the man and watched him die. The man grabbed Riko's hand and held onto it. "Thank you for staying..." those words still ring in Papi's mind. When the man died, Riko closed the man's eyes and continued walking to his Grandma's house. When he was greeted by her he burst out into tears and told her what had happened. That was the last time he cried when he saw death.

Fast forward a few years. Riko's ten and his mother gave birth to a baby girl, María Fernán. Easily THE most happiest day of Riko's life. More happier than that time he got the extra slice of pie in school. After school he would run home and help his mother with María. She was as much his daughter as she was their parents' daughter. When Riko was eleven the family was having dinner together one night when María started getting fussy. Riko tried to calm her down while his parents ate, but she began to make noise. Their father stabbed his fork on the table and began to yell at his wife. 'Shut that damn child up!' He yelled at Rosline but she just stayed in her seat, too afraid to do anything. While Riko was dealing with María, Enrique got more and more upset. Finally he flipped the table and all of their food. He yelled at Rosline, 'That damn noise maker should never have been born!' When Riko heard this he kicked his chair in anger. He got María and told his mother to go to their room. As his father yelled at them to not walk away, Riko stood up for his mother and sister. For a good hour the two yelled back and forth, threw tables, chairs and punched the walls, it finally came to a halt when Riko told his father he was 'a dead beat sorry excuse for a human that would be better off being crunched up by a wood chippings machine.' Enrique stormed off and didn't return home. Three days later he returned when Rosline went and begged him to come back.

When Riko was seventeen he lost his virginity. He went to a party with some friends and they all got drunk and had a good time. Riko flirted with the girls, as was his trait he acquired during freshman year. He flashed his smile, complimented them, and made jokes. The usual tactics most men use. It was late and Riko had downed a few beers. He was just going through the crowed hitting on the girls he thought were pretty, when he stumbled upon a lovely black haired beauty. They talked and really hit it off. The girl, her name was Belle or something, lead Riko to a room downstairs (Ha! Bet you thought it was upstairs!) where there was a bed and some other alcohol. She pushed Riko down on the bed and they made out for a while until a red head, a friend of Belle's, walked in on them. The two girls talked for while leaving Riko with his dirty teenage fantasies. He was brought back to reality when he heard the red head call bell 'Bill.' They drank like it was their last day alive and eventually did the deed. Riko was greeted with breasts in his face when he awoke, a sore feeling in his rear-end, and a killer migraine. It wasn't bad, but he vowed to never be on the receiving end again.

Riko was eighteen, he was an adult, and he was in a gang. He didn't know it was a gang, he thought it was just a bunch of guys that were family close. One day after fighting with his father he stormed out of the house and went to their hang out. With the help of his brothers they formed an idea to get rid of Enrique once and for all. When they left their hang out to carry out their plan they found a young girl crying right outside their door. It was María. Riko carried his sister as they made their way to his house. When they arrived Riko took María to his room and put her to bed. He waited until she was asleep and then went into his parents bedroom and woke his father up with a punch to the face. As they argued they made their way to their living room. 'You won't hurt Mami, or María anymore.' Riko yelled and his brothers came into the room. Some threw the couch cushions at Enrique to distract him while the others held him down and shoved several different types of alcohol down his throat. He broke free of the young men's grasps and stumbled near the window. They had planed to make Enrique's death look like he shot himself in the head, but Riko had another idea. He punched Enrique in the jaw and the man stumbled back towards the window. Ricardo opened the window and shoved his father out, head first. Riko had always hated living on the third floor apartment because of the stairs, he didn't mind them so much now.

Some months after the funeral Riko's brothers began hanging out at the apartment. A few of them loved to see María, a little too much. She was only eight at the time, but the boys in the gang were horny little dirty things. One of them asked Riko if he could 'date' her, Riko right away knew he meant something else. When Riko told the guy 'no' the friend went into a fit saying Ricardo wasn't María's lover. Ricardo made a tough decision; to protect his sister he never let her out of his sight and began kissing her. They were small kisses just on the lips, nothing serious. It lasted about a month and made a few of them back off, but the others found it more appealing. Riko found a new apartment in a different part of Miami and moved his mother and sister. Afterwards he got out of the gang (not without paying the price of nearly being beaten to death) and attended Miami University.

At U.M. Riko dated a girl who was in the Castellanos Mafia. Once again he was pulled into the gang life, only this time it wasn't run by horny little teenagers. It was run by men that knew what they were doing, and had been doing it for quite a few decades. He had a new family, one that had respect and high morals. During these years he began going by the name 'Papi'. It represented his lifestyle; a ladies' man but a home-sustaining, caring man. With the help of his new family he was able to fly through college and get his nursing degree. He became a nurse because he had a knack for knowing the human body and the Mafia needed someone to stitch up it's men if something went down. On the day of graduation the head of the family told Papi there was family up in Chicago that needed to be looked after. Riko was real good friends with the person, and was desperately searching for a way to leave the bad memories of Miami. So he quickly rounded up his mother and sister and moved to Chicago. It took Papi a while to get things settled for his girls but once everything was all said and done he got a job at 7 eleven while he looked for his friend. When he found the school his friend worked at, Papi quit his job and applied for the position of 'School Nurse' at Lumini High School.

role play sample ::

"Um, thanks." Tom just nodded with a smile, glad that she was taking the compliment. He glanced around the room briefly while licking his lips. He was starting to get a bit restless dang it. He could almost hear his stomach talk to him: 'MR. TUMMY WANTS FOOD!' it was saying. He turned his attention back to Emerie when she spoke though. "Do you know her or something?" That was odd. "No why?" He gave her an odd look, not really getting the question. "Why'd I know her? She just seems like a snob is all. Don't want her getting getting on your nerves." Tom watched with an amused face as she waved her hand dismissively at him before frowning. He remembered the last time she did that to him. He felt heat rush to his face at the embarrassment he felt remembering how he acted. He wanted to shake his head but realized Emerie was speaking. "It's fun, having an excuse to snap at someone. Besides, I'm not sure they serve ice cream anywhere else. I wouldn't want to deny you your frozen dairy treats." Tom started laughing at that and was about to say something when she beat him to it.

"Actually, I don't see your brother that much. We see him one period a day for class, and then we have to run off right after that to get to the next one. Besides, I wasn't really his friend." Tom nodded. Apparently his E-girl wasn't as observant as his brother. Maybe it was the brotherly instinct in Bill? He'd have to dwell on that later. He thought of something else they could talk about when once more, Emerie spoke. It surprised Tom. She was so talkative, what had happened to cause this? He wasn't complaining thought, he enjoyed it. "What's your take on this whole 'vampires and werewolves are evil' nonsense?" "Stupid." He said right away. "Whether you're human or something else, muggle or magic being, assuming 100 percent of certain people is stupid and wrong. Every human, and creature has the ability to be good or bad. You can't assume that just because Fenrir Greyback has never had all his marbles that all werewolves are the same. Same goes for Vampires. Some are bad, some are good. The exact same as humans." He finished a bit out of breath. He didn't raise his voice or really emphasize anything but the passion was there.

He smiled a bit before noticing out of the corner of his eye the waitress. He could almost cry tears of joy at the site of his ice cream. The lady gave them their ice cream before heading off and Tom flipped her off before gazing at the deliciousness in front of him. "There is a god." He muttered before taking a lick of his ice and moaning slightly. Cold ice cream on a cold like day was heaven to Tom. He noticed the absence of napkins on their table so he got up and grabbed a handful knowing how messy he could be with ice cream, especially with chocolate. He set them down on the table before smiling brightly at Emerie and lifting his ice cream slightly. "Salute." he said jokingly as a toast.

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hey. my alias is LANI-SAUCE, I'm 17 yo years old, and I've been slashing for many, many moons (6+years). I heard about you guys through Oh you know the usual. From McDonald’s job agency., and let me say, NEENJA ADMIN IS NEENJA.

[William Radfield]

I love you. Ever since I saw the name "Papi" on the member list, I was like, "This is going to be amazing." Everything's set application-wise, so go ahead and throw your mafia man into some plots! You know how we operate, so I'll skip the part where I tell you to claim your face. ;]