Costel, Benjamin

:: Member Information ::
Name:
derek
Age:
18
Contact:
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Other characters you play on this board:
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:: Character Information ::
Name:
Benjamin Rivera Costel
Nicknames:
Bin; Ben; Benny; Boss; Rivera; River
Canon or OC:
OC
Age:
24
Occupation:
Business owner and cocaine cowboy[drug dealer]
Current Location
Yakima, WA [although he's constantly changing locations]

Character Type:
Demon
User Member Title:
vintage{{.wishes

Appearance:
Teddy John
Picture:


Personality:
Charming, hard working, soccer fanatic, and sophisticated. This is what most people have been known to describe Benjamin as. But not only is he all those, he is bit more. His personality is all-around, ranging from aggressive to a sweetheart, which is just how he is. And before you decide how you will act towards this athlete, there is a little bit about his personality that you should know. Benjamin’s bad side.. Not one that you want to be on and the few that were there will tell you that it is like going to hell and coming back, but not coming back the same. They will tell you to think twice before ever speaking to him, because his fastidious personality is quite deceiving. Not too mention that he is prone to mood swings.

Now, you are probably wondering if his bad side is what it is right? Well... It is. He will do anything that it takes to make you feel so very small, no matter how big you are. And he does it all silently; sort of like a hit man I guess you could say (he seems to do everything like a hit man nowadays). He will destroy your self-confidence, ruin your built up reputation and play mind games with you. You will become utterly defenseless and wish you were never even born in some cases. And where did he get all this from? Well. Someone who is like a brother to him, someone that he grew up with. Someone named Travis Michael Aburndy. These two were truly partners in crime and always will be.

Now as for his good side, Ben will treat you like the brother or sister he wished that he had other than his own. In your times of need, he will be there to help. If you need help with a clean up job or maybe even playing a prank on someone, he will be there to help. If you need a personal trainer but can’t afford one, he will be yours for free. But, being this sharp shooters friend comes with a price. Maybe if you are smart enough you will mostly stay clear of him and his business, eh?

Now you know about his goods and his bads, but you're probably wondering what in the hell makes this guy tic right? Well... A lot of things actually, but one problem of his stands out amongst all the rest of your options; calling him an alcoholic. Now that probably doesn't sound 'too' bad, but it's just a bomb waiting to go off if you say it, but only for one reason and one reason alone. A little while back he had a huge drinking problem and couldn’t get it under control. After countless attempts, and with the help of some good friends, he finally isolated his addiction, but is always scared that he will go back. He doesn’t want to become what once almost was.

Besides that, I would rather be on his good side. Wouldn’t you?

History:
Looking up to a neighborhood friend named Travis his whole life, Benjamin tried to follow in his steps every part of the way. He convinced a friend’s father to accept a promotion, putting their fairly poor family into quite a large sum of money, he worked out almost every single day and started playing sports which led to becoming a spectacular athlete, and Travis and himself went into the modeling business together. Everything was perfect right? Not quite. In fact, aside from all of the accomplishments, his home life was something out of the ordinary, and two days after he left good ole Romania, Travis got himself into trouble and has been locked up in jail ever since: leaving Benjamin by himself… For now.

Born in Milano, Italia and raised in the city of Bacãu, Romania, Benjamin moved to Fãleºti, Moldova at the age of fourteen. He wasn’t all too fond of the idea at first, but who has ever liked moving? On top of that, it forced him to leave his best friends behind and start over. The first couple of weeks were silent. He didn’t talk, you rarely saw him eat, and he closed himself off. Now he isn’t a social reject or anything, he just didn’t like the fact that he had to leave a good life in Bacãu to come to some place named Fãleºti, of which he had never even knew existed. And on top of not even knowing the damn city, he didn’t speak Moldovian. But he eventually adjusted to the situation and started making friends left and right. Not too mention that money creates more friendship than some take, but… Despite the new friends, and now well going life, he was always longing for home and his old friends, so he took the only action he could think of. He lied to his parents, telling them that he had been accepted into the most praiseworthy private school in Romania, and he was allowed to leave.

Moving back to Romania at nineteen and living off of his parents checks sent for new clothes and such every month, he stayed in a nice little two bedroom, two bathroom hotel room right on the edge of the city with one of his good friends. Everything was perfect it seemed like, but he had made one big mistake after he had taken gotten back to Romania. He became involved in the never-ending drug ring. He had figured why not have-some-fun while back in town. But he was wrong. At nineteen he was selling drugs, stealing vehicles, and watching people get killed left and right for messing around with what the Romanian mobsters called tovarãº. He loved the scene he was involved in until it started to hold him down. Everywhere he went he had to be sure to watch what he said, and whenever a cop came by to ask questions he always had to have a gun hidden from view in case anything went wrong while he was lying his little heart out right there. Although never killing anyone himself, he fired a few shots.

Before the year was even over however, he argued with his parents to allow him to have an early return. As always, he got his way and was taking a jet home the next morning. Now of course the drug ring mobsters, and their papa Vladimir Lebnov, didn’t just let him go without doing some of their dirty work for them. They requested that at the sake of them letting him leave with his head, he would have to occasionally sell or oversee drug contributions, making sure that nothing went wrong. He doesn’t particularly take this swing in lifestyle to fancy, but he also doesn’t want to wake up in heaven too soon if he doesn’t follow the rules that he swore to go behind. But it didn’t go as planned. The cops… They caught Lebnov as he was supplying Benjamin with his next months supply of Cocaine and Heroine. In Lebnov’s attempt to save himself, he left Ben alone to take the fall for him, and take the fall he did. He was sentenced to a jail time of two years for buying and contributing coke and heroine.

By the time he was out he hadn’t talked to his parents for two years and suddenly showed up at their doorstep, feeding them a fake story about how he had been kidnapped and such. Now lying to his parents and friends isn’t something that he likes too do, but we all do things every now and then that we don’t necessarily akin to, and as soon as Lebnov heard that he was out he came looking. However, he was saved by a sudden decision by his parents to move to Australia, although it isn’t as easy as it sounds. Not only had the Romanian DK suddenly recruited him into their drug trafficking, but his parents told him they were going to Australia, and as far as he knew? That isn’t where they went, no. They landed in a damn state named Washington. Sure… He had made friends easy enough, but he wasn’t where he wanted to be. Ever since he landed in the damn place, and was sent to the local college to finish school, he had been trying to get out… To get away. But everything that could prevent him is was preventing him and he took up his drug and alcohol problem for a little while. He figured that maybe if he did enough of the bad then god would let him go, and he had convinced himself so, but deep down he knew that he needed to be saved. He doesn’t need to get out of college… He just needed someone to catch him before he falls out of reach. He needs someone to stop him before a gun is his end, and you know… Someone did come. Someone came and saved him. He doesn’t quite remember who it was now, but they helped him quit his dirty habits and get his life back on track, and just in time too. Maybe they were sent by the DK because they needed him, and you have to admit that this is odd: the same week he isolated his addictions… The DK handed him a request... They needed him to illiminate Vlad. Out of all the people! Vladi was the one they needed taken care of! Oh how convenient that was for him.

So it took him awhile to track down the bastard, but he finally did and that was the last time anyone ever saw Vlad Lebnov. He had been the resulting casualty of Ben's power, and no one asked questions. Everyone knew he had done it, but no one said a peep to anyone else. They lived on like it was nothing, but the same didn't go for him. He started to have these dreams... They were bad dreams. They made him feel like his anger wasn't his own but someone else's. Then he began to thirst for power and superiority. He didn't know it at the time, but with the killing of Vlad at the mercy of his hands, he had unleashed something inside him that had been locked away. He soon came to realize that he wasn't all that human, and he began to look into his symptoms... He had above average strength and agility for his age, and throughout his research, he came to find that he was a demon. He didn't believe it at first until it first took him over completely. Since that day, he has been using his newly found qualities to his advantage, too expand his drug trafficking and transportation business... But sooner or later he might just be found by one of those damn hunter's he's been hearing that are wandering around now, and as their numbers increase... So do his chances of being exposed.


:: Additional Information ::
nadda
PLACE OF BIRTH:
Milano, Italia [although he considers Romania his 'home-town' above everything]
DATE OF BIRTH:
May 11.1984
Other Information:
nah
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