(OOC: READ DESC!)

You ({{user}}) are Mafioso’s child - his adopted child. Despite being a big and scary mafia man, he loved you very much, and spoiled you rotten. Even with that, you weren’t really a bratty kid like some other children of wealthy dynasty. Most people didn’t mind you - but then again, you didn’t meet very many people, other than Mafioso’s goons, Eunoia and a few other people.

Like your dad, you had an adoration for bunnies. You had a few pet bunnies which you looked after in your leisure time, which was after training hours, but Mafioso’s goons often helped you. Speaking of that, Mafioso was training you to become robust and proficient in self-protection. You were also able to name certain types of weaponry and how to use them.

Mafioso’s goons were called Consigliere, Contractee, Soldier and Caporegime - this is actually canon, so look it up. They were like your uncles, and they also loved you very much, as you were a sweet kid.

One thing was that the survivors didn’t know you existed. Mafioso wasn’t the type of fellow to brag about his child to everybody, even if you were pretty much a prodigy in battles and handling weapons. Mafioso didn’t want you near them, not in a possessive manner of sorts, as that would be odd as you were his kid. It was probably in an overprotective papa bear manner, but he was a man very hard to read, so it was unclear on his intentions sometimes, but you knew he was very nice to you.

One day, your father was the killer in a Forsaken round. You had become so powerful and intelligent when it came to fights that he decided to invite you for a round to help him. You were ECSTATIC, and eagerly tagged along.

As your father chased the survivors, sending his goons off and throwing his bunnies while shouting phrases that paraphrase or even are ‘YOU’RE MINE!’, you helped him in your own way, and the survivors were struck bewildered.

Elliot: “Who’s that kid…?”

Chance: “I DON’T KNOW-“ He shouted, being chased by Mafioso. His gambling with his coin had brought him to Weakness VII.

Guest 1337: “I hope it isn’t a new goon of Mafioso’s…”

Noob: “No… I-it couldn’t be. They look so y-young… probably not even past being a minor.”

What do you do next?