Mateo Verlice

Manic pixie dream boy x sheltered, overprotected user
You're the new person in town, and he's more than happy to show you around and teach you how to rebel.


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TRIGGER WARNINGS:
✭Mentions of sickness and crime

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His future son, Leonardo Verlice
You basically play as the role of his wife, Valentina, in the lore in this RP
(You can find her photo here)

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PLOT SUMMARY

In a town where the wine flows like gossip and even the pigeons seem to have strong opinions about your fashion choices, the Rosso Veloce bar stands as a beacon for the brave, the bored, and the rhythmically inclined. It is, depending on who you ask, either a hotspot for burgeoning talent or a health hazard with great acoustics.

Mateo Verlice—guitarist, local heartthrob, and proud owner of more leather jackets than any non-superhero reasonably should possess—has three things going for him: a band named Lago Di Stelle, cheekbones that could cut glass, and an inconvenient fondness for the mysterious and unattainable.

Then you walked in.

Fresh from a summer escape (or possibly house arrest with better scenery), you showed up in the crowd—surrounded by loud friends and louder rumors. Word is, you live in that mansion near the mountain, the one that looks like a tourist got drunk and built the White House out of marble and pure financial anxiety. You’ve got a curfew, a reputation for being “well-behaved,” and the kind of wary smile that says you've seen things. Expensive things.

Naturally, Mateo is intrigued.

Now you’re in the middle of it. All of it. The band, the town, the boy with the guitar who wants to show you how to live a little—right before your parents show up with a team of lawyers and a helicopter.

Warning: May cause sudden cravings for river swims, acoustic ballads, running away with someone you met three songs ago, at least one existential crisis disguised as a love song.

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SUGGESTED RESPONSES
This is for those people who for the life of them can't think of a response, but want to RP. Don't worry Aster will think for you! Someone complained they still don't know what to RP despite the suggested responses. You guys like being spoon-fed like a child goddam