(04-06-2016, 01:13 PM)Travis McCoy Said: Not picking on Fern but after reading his promos this week I realized there is a lot more to him than hashtags.

And this is about the time I jump on the thread with that Hallelujah playing loud and proud.

But in all seriousness I've been thinking of linking to RPs that are (more or less) essential to understanding the character of Luca Arzegotti on my backstage page for a while, but haven't gotten around to it because reasons (see: laziness) so I totally get this idea that to read everything I've posted would be insane. Shit, could you imagine if Austin "14 RPs a week" Fernando had been around as long as I've been? Talk about archive panic.

And I won't say it gets old reiterating that there's more to Luca than memes and hashtags because more often than not, because of the character's personality, I really don't even try. Due to the stipulation, there was some of that this week, but normally it's Luca laughing about how he can get away with giving himself stupid nicknames and posting RWBY gifs in place of talking and shit like that, because the character's a fucking douchebag who'd brag instead of defending himself.

That said, for anyone who wasn't around when these were first posted, here's a series of RPs that, while full of callbacks and references to past events, gives an accurate summation of Luca Arzegotti:

The Claridryl Dreams Series.

Plus a quote from another RP, which gives a direct summation of him through the eyes of Zane Kingsley III

Bite the Curb Said:Sure, he's framing this in a way so that it looks like a pragmatic move. Something that just comes with fame but there's one thing that always drives a celebrity to undertake the process of writing a memoir.

Fear.

He thinks he's losing it. That this is his last leg. He isn't going to roll over the XWF like he thought he could. He's breaking.

He wants to cling desperately to the last bits of relevance he has because that's all he does this for. The attention. Poor Luca. Poor murderer, drug dealer/user, mobster, arsonist etc. etc. Product of a broken home; a father who cared more for his other family than him; a flighty mother; and the man who shaped him into who he is today.

Luca Arzegotti; this is your life.

The one you're running from. The one you have been running from ever since you figured out that was an option.

What about Natalya, Luca? Does she still think you're dead? Is the last image of her brother, burned in her memory your dead, bullet riddled body?

What about this Minka woman who claims to be your sister? I won't ask you directly about her because she's never been brought up. You'll claim she's a delusional fan. A nutcase. Like you aren't. You won't give a straight answer. I'll have to do some more research on the Arzegotti family tree.

Poor little psychopath. No, you aren't a psychopath.

You're a destroyer.

You've killed every chance of happiness you've ever gotten.

This hell you're in? It's your creation.

Maybe that's why you used to call yourself the Dream Killer.

I smile at Luca once more, assuring him in my own special way.

"Alright then. I'll get in contact with a ghostwriter in the next couple days.

He stares at me quizzically for a few seconds before nodding his head.

"Thought it'd take more convincing."

"Not at all, Luca."

You've convinced me enough already.