Post by Honest on Dec 31, 2007 23:03:56 GMT -5
Full Name: Anatolio Michael Foley
Newsie name: Honest
Name origin: Nobody is quite sure why he has this nickname and most wonder if he really deserves it. However, it is because when he first started out he was brutally honest about everything, and it got him into a lot of trouble. Now he knows better... and you have to wonder sometimes if he's feeding you a load of bull, or actually telling you the truth.
Age: Sixteen
Gender: Male
Birthplace: Dublin, Ireland
Currently Living: Bronx Lodging House
History: Anatolio was born in Dublin to two caring parents. He inherited his mother's dark complexion as well as a first name to fit them, while the rest of his name (and possibly his attitude) comes solely from his father. Shortly after his birth his mother passed away , leaving his father to take care of the little boy.
While the two were not very rich (they barely had any money at all), Sean made it possible for the two to go to America, where he thought they would be able to start anew. Fortunately they made it in alright and survived for the first few months before everything fell apart.
After that, they lived wherever they could and Sean did whatever job he had to to keep Anatolio alive. Anatolio, meanwhile, was left with various neighbors while his father was off at work. When he was old enough to get a job, he did, working at a factory part-time while going to school. He really was a bright lad, and picked up on things quickly, but he soon dropped out of school in order to bring in more money.
Life went on like this until Anatolio was ten, when his father got sick and after a long time of lingering in life, past away. Anatolio didn't know what to do and was evicted from his current living quarters, left with nothing else to do but live on the streets, he did what he could to survive.
Which is how we come to where he is today. Now, he is a newsie, and a successful one at that at sixteen. He hopes one day to go back to school, or at least get a better job.
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: Shaggy[ish], it sort of poofs unless he puts something in it, in which case it falls in his face.
Eye Color: Black. I kid you not, his eyes are as black as his hair, although he thinks it makes him sound like he has no soul so he prefers to call it dark brown.
Skin Color: In the winter it is a light olive colour, but in the summer it gets much darker
Height: About five foot three
Weight: 105 pounds, about. He doesn't eat much, which contributes to his weight as well as the fact that he has a fast metabolism and spends much of his day running about.
Clothing Style: Like most newsies, he can't afford anything fancy and chooses to go with a white shirt covered by a black vest and black trousers held up with suspenders that nobody can really see, so their being mentioned is rather pointless. Around his neck is the only expensive thing he owns, a gold chain and connected to that chain is a cross. He is not religious in any way, but it was his mother's and he intends to keep it for the rest of his life.
Upon his feet are a pair of scuffed-up, old, black boots that appear t to have come from a dumpster somewhere. Knowing his current wages, they probably have.
Items owned: As previously stated, he owns the cross necklace, his clothes as well as another (slightly more fancy) pair that he keeps for special occasions, a black fedora that he wears and got from Lord-only-knows-where, and a black cabby hat. Yes, quite a lot of his clothing items are black.
Besides that, he owns a small knife that he will take out when he senses danger, and keeps in various places on his person.
Troubles: He happens to have an awful temper, and when he lets it get away from him, bad things happen. Anatolio has yet to murder someone, although people have taken bets on when it will happen.
Also... at times he seems a few cards short of a deck, if you catch my drift.
Fears: Complete insanity, small, closed spaces
Siblings: None
Parents: Sean Foley - Deceased
Lia Giordano - Deceased
Newsie name: Honest
Name origin: Nobody is quite sure why he has this nickname and most wonder if he really deserves it. However, it is because when he first started out he was brutally honest about everything, and it got him into a lot of trouble. Now he knows better... and you have to wonder sometimes if he's feeding you a load of bull, or actually telling you the truth.
Age: Sixteen
Gender: Male
Birthplace: Dublin, Ireland
Currently Living: Bronx Lodging House
History: Anatolio was born in Dublin to two caring parents. He inherited his mother's dark complexion as well as a first name to fit them, while the rest of his name (and possibly his attitude) comes solely from his father. Shortly after his birth his mother passed away , leaving his father to take care of the little boy.
While the two were not very rich (they barely had any money at all), Sean made it possible for the two to go to America, where he thought they would be able to start anew. Fortunately they made it in alright and survived for the first few months before everything fell apart.
After that, they lived wherever they could and Sean did whatever job he had to to keep Anatolio alive. Anatolio, meanwhile, was left with various neighbors while his father was off at work. When he was old enough to get a job, he did, working at a factory part-time while going to school. He really was a bright lad, and picked up on things quickly, but he soon dropped out of school in order to bring in more money.
Life went on like this until Anatolio was ten, when his father got sick and after a long time of lingering in life, past away. Anatolio didn't know what to do and was evicted from his current living quarters, left with nothing else to do but live on the streets, he did what he could to survive.
Which is how we come to where he is today. Now, he is a newsie, and a successful one at that at sixteen. He hopes one day to go back to school, or at least get a better job.
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: Shaggy[ish], it sort of poofs unless he puts something in it, in which case it falls in his face.
Eye Color: Black. I kid you not, his eyes are as black as his hair, although he thinks it makes him sound like he has no soul so he prefers to call it dark brown.
Skin Color: In the winter it is a light olive colour, but in the summer it gets much darker
Height: About five foot three
Weight: 105 pounds, about. He doesn't eat much, which contributes to his weight as well as the fact that he has a fast metabolism and spends much of his day running about.
Clothing Style: Like most newsies, he can't afford anything fancy and chooses to go with a white shirt covered by a black vest and black trousers held up with suspenders that nobody can really see, so their being mentioned is rather pointless. Around his neck is the only expensive thing he owns, a gold chain and connected to that chain is a cross. He is not religious in any way, but it was his mother's and he intends to keep it for the rest of his life.
Upon his feet are a pair of scuffed-up, old, black boots that appear t to have come from a dumpster somewhere. Knowing his current wages, they probably have.
Items owned: As previously stated, he owns the cross necklace, his clothes as well as another (slightly more fancy) pair that he keeps for special occasions, a black fedora that he wears and got from Lord-only-knows-where, and a black cabby hat. Yes, quite a lot of his clothing items are black.
Besides that, he owns a small knife that he will take out when he senses danger, and keeps in various places on his person.
Troubles: He happens to have an awful temper, and when he lets it get away from him, bad things happen. Anatolio has yet to murder someone, although people have taken bets on when it will happen.
Also... at times he seems a few cards short of a deck, if you catch my drift.
Fears: Complete insanity, small, closed spaces
Siblings: None
Parents: Sean Foley - Deceased
Lia Giordano - Deceased