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Joined: 26th Oct 2014
Rank: Honoured Mercanti
Likes 54
26th Oct 2014

The name is Sam, I came here from Vice City where things went sour with the Vercetti family. I started off here with nothing but have been working by doing odd jobs. Recently I found a stash of black tar heroin in a dumpster in the train yard.. I loaded it into the back of my Tailgater when a Mesa came roaring down towards me. They shot at me so I jumped into the car and drove away. The Mesa gave chase, the driver shouting "That is is cartel property!' I keep driving when I see a Black emperor screech past and shoot up the Mesa, the driver and the 3 passengers all dead. I stop my car and a man walks out the emperor. He tells me to give him the heroin and I will be compensated. I hand it to him and he says he'll be in touch. And now I'm here. I specialise in getaway driving and assassination, I can also deal drugs. Im ready for whatever work comes my way.
Joined: 25th Oct 2014
Rank: Muscle
Likes 47
26th Oct 2014

*The tall, averagely-built man nods at you, sipping at a bottle of hard cider between sentences. His bald scalp shines in the light as he pushes his aviators up to his forehead to look you in the eye.* Name's Wackowski. I'm a trigger-man, plain an' simple. I've done work here, Liberty City, Vice City, even North Yankton for a while. I've killed men on both coasts of this country an' even in Asia once or twice. If ya doubt me, you can ask Madrazo or Lester to vouch for my work. You need a man silenced, or a deal stuck up? Gimme a call. I can see to lazy workers too if you need somethin'...non-lethal. Getaways? Yeah, if ya got nobody else handy, I could do it. But keep in mind I'm best used with a gun. So, what've you got for me, boss?


Dirty Money : $40,000.00
Clean Money: $15,000.00
Vehicles owned: Tailgater
Property owned: Richards Majestic Apt. 7

Last Edit: 27th Oct 2014 by Wackowski
Joined: 29th Oct 2014
Rank: Honoured Mercanti
Likes 214
29th Oct 2014

My name is Jarno Genovese also known as The Invisible Don...I grew up between the remaining mobsters from the Genovese Family in Liberty City. My grandfather was the Don of the Genovese Family, and his nickname was the invisible don. When he died.. I ran the family for a while.. When i decided to leave they gave me my grandfathers nickname as a present.. But it was more of a death certificate then a present... When i was living a normal life in L.C the family was still planning on killing me.. And one day my time had come.. I was driving to my work when i stopped in front of a red light, i saw 2 black cars in my rearview mirror. I didn't recognize it were the family cars.. but they stopped next to me and the new Don stepped out of the first car with 2 of his other men. The Don came up to me and said : "You were born in this world, you can't get out." Then i realized they were going to kill me... Before he gave the order to his men to shoot me i slammed my gas pedal hard and drove away, i drove to an old meat factory the family used back in the day. And i lay low there for a couple of hours. I went home to get some stuff because i deciced to leave Liberty City.. I went to the airport and bought a ticket to Los Santos.
When i arrived in Los Santos i knew nobody.. I only had a few bucks and a travelbag full of clothes..
I got outside of the airport and got a cab to drive me to the nearest restaurant because i haven't got any food for a day. He brought me to an Italian restaurant in Del Perro, near the pier. Then i realised i had not enough money for a dinner if i paid for the cab.. and so a misterious man walking out of the restaurant saw me struggeling and he came up to me and asked if there was a problem. I replied : "Yeah i'm out of cash." The misterious man paid the cabdriver and asked me to come inside of the restaurant. He asked me if i would like to eat something and said he would pay for it. I replied : " You already paid for my cab i can't accept this." He replied : "No worry's i own the place." So we sat down at a table and he introduced himself to me. He said : "My name is Aldo, Aldo Mercanti." And so we started talking. He asked what i was doing in Los Santos and i explained the story, it was getting dark and he asked if i had a place to sleep and i replied : "No." The man offered me a place to stay in an hotel he owns. I accepted and he got into the back of a black sedan driven by a guy dressed in black. In the same parking lot i saw a couple of SUV's with armed men standing next to it.. It didn't take me long to realize this was a crime family.. We kept in touch we had dinner every Sunday with his 'family'. When we left from dinner on a Sunday i walked up to him and asked if i could get in. He did like he didn't know what i was talking about. I replied : I'm not stupid, i was born in this world. And to be honest i miss being in it.. I wasn't cut out to be a Don, i miss the action.. I want back in, and i want to be on your side! He agreed and said, "You know you have to start from the bottom right?"
I agreed. And now i am a part of The Mercanti Family



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If you don't build your dream, someone will hire you to help build theirs.

Jarno Genovese

Last Edit: 30th Oct 2014 by Jarno Genovese X1
Joined: 3rd Nov 2014
Rank: Honoured Mercanti
Likes 33
3rd Nov 2014

Thank you for the opportunity, Don Aldo. The name's Vito Federici: I'm LS, born and bred, my family's been working these streets for generations. I got a real passion for motors, you need to get out of a tight spot fast - I'm your man. Otherwise, I'm quite handy with a pistol and don't take no messing. I'm as loyal as the day is long - my life is now the family's.
Last Edit: 3rd Nov 2014 by Vito Federici X3
Joined: 4th Nov 2014
Rank: Associate
Likes 2
4th Nov 2014

Evening.... You can call me Mr. Cuff. I spent the majority of my childhood in Northern Italy near lake Garda, but after my father disappeared me and my mother moved all the way to vice city to live with my aunt. Petty crime and and small gangs were my life. Now it's a change of scene, a new chapter. My father was rumoured to have fled here. Maybe I'll get some answers along the way with my journey with my new family. I hope everything works out for us.
Joined: 3rd Aug 2014
Rank: Honoured Mercanti
Likes 141
13th Nov 2014

I'm formally known as Danny Scarcello, people who know me for my 'business' call me "Dice," because I have these 2 dice that have 6s on all sides. I came here from Liberty City, Algonquin. I wasn't the richest kid growing up, usually me and me mates would go down to Star Junction to look at nice cars. Usually to find some money inside. One time a really nice car came by, can't quite remember what car it was, but some whale comes out and eyeballs us. Turns out he knew my plan and caught me red handed. Juvenile Hall was a pain, I met a long time friend there, he ended up trying to stab me over a coke deal, and that's when I got out and moved here. Did I mention that I may have tripped the "whale" into his tire and breaking his nose? Well numerous brawls happened in the child's joint and that's what kept me in so long.


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We all walk the same path, just in different shoes.

Last Edit: 13th Nov 2014 by Danny "Fubu" Scarcello X1
Joined: 14th Nov 2014
Rank: Muscle
Likes 16
16th Nov 2014

My name is Giovanni Abbiati,

I come from a poor family on the outskirts of Little Haiti in Vice City, from a young age guns and driving have become second-nature to me thanks to the Cholos and Cubans.
I am now in San Andreas to stay, and I'm looking for work and eventually to become a made-man.I do not disappoint, silenced kills and clean escapes are my specialty, along with tactically placed C4 for a more distant approach.

I have come to you to for work and to put my specialties and abilities to the test and to prove to you that I am a valuable asset to your family.

You will not be disappointed, I will start some family business jobs right away!

Giovanni.
Joined: 17th Nov 2014
Rank: Mademan
Likes 294
18th Nov 2014


Pro2ThugLife · I'm Pro2ThugLife I came from Liberty City to America to join the biggest family and show my work. Since I was a little kid I have a drea to becomes important and that's why I'm here to show the family I'm a good soldier loyal and respectful. I appreciate the teamwork respect and loyal. I wanna be part of something big something greatfull with the family. I wanna help the family in everything I can. That's why I come to Los Santos to stay with the winners for winning


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Joined: 21st Nov 2014
Rank: Muscle
Likes 8
21st Nov 2014

Alright, I suppose I'll make this relatively short and sweet, eh? Dennis Dino Vacchiano is the name Pop gave me, though Denny or Denny V is preferred. Like most of you lot, I grew up in Liberty City. Go figure. Little Italy is my heart, yanno'? My home. As a kids, Pop did the best he could with the money, but work never went his way, eh? It was by no fault of his own that luck gave him the ol' kick in the head most days. Regardless, I worked at the butcher for most of my adolescence, using my hands. Chopping, cutting, breaking bones. Wasn't much of blast, but it was the best I could do, scrounging up whatever I could for my sister and father. Eventually I was pushed into the racket by a "lovely" bunch of guys. Little did I know that it'd become what I did best. Growin' up around people like that will put some meat on your bones, eh? You remember to keep your fists clenched all day long, or else. Regardless of all of that, I'd to consider myself a man of the finer things. Wine, women and music are my three loves in life, I couldn't go a day without em'. (Dean Martin is my favorite, if anyone is wondering). So, to all of you, I look forward to the time I'll get t'spend with you lot. Alla vostra salute, mm?


~ Dionisio "Denny" Donato Vacchiano

"You can get much farther with a kind word and a gun than you can with a kind word alone."

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Last Edit: 21st Nov 2014 by Dion Vacchiano X1
Joined: 23rd Nov 2014
Rank: Muscle
Likes 95
23rd Nov 2014

It's a pleasure to meet you, Don Mercanti. My name is Sonny Scarpelli, but they sometimes call me "Icepick" on account of I made my bones by putting an ice pick through a guy's eye. I was born in Alderny but was raised in Vice City. My father was a Capo in the Gambetti Family. In fact, he was Jon Gravelli's main Capo in VC. During the late 1970's - early 1980's my father got into the cocaine trade. He met some Columbian connections and they smuggled it into VC then he sent it up to Liberty City and across the country. My father taught me the art of smuggling at an early age, I flew my first plane by myself at 13 and did my first flight smuggling coke from Columbia to VC at 16. I'm also a very meticulous and skilled hitman. I moved to San Cali to join my own family and hopefully uphold my father's legacy as a master smuggler. I truly believe I will be very beneficial to the Family and I thank you for this opportunity. If you ever need anything, I'll follow your orders to my grave, Don.


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Judge Santino "Sonny" Scarpelli
Age: 66

Joined: 3rd Aug 2014
Rank: --
Likes 27
23rd Nov 2014

"The Backstory: Elena Leonardi"

Lemme' explain, I was born in 1992, my brother Joey in 86', and my oldest brother Jake in 72', so I am the youngest Leonardi alive, we were all born into poverty, Jake always stole food to keep us alive, Joey made some lies to keep cops off us, and I took care of stashing whatever Jake stored.

Years later, Jake, Joey and I got to Vice City, Jake started taking even bigger scores, Joey made bigger lies and stashed it, and I tried making legit money, I started being a stripper, I know, it was terrible, but I did what I had to do, but then Jake approached me for a big score, a post office, I was stupid enough to say yes, so Jake, two guys named Thomas and Mark, Joey and I went to take a post office, let's say the job fucked up, Jake and Joey escaped and the two disposable guys, got "disposed", since I was working on the computers, I never got convicted let alone caught, I buried my trail, disconnected from my brothers...

Now, why I am here... I was hired as a hit-man and a computer expert for heists by multiple people on the black market years ago, and I believe my skills can be used to greater good, heh, funny to think, the oldest Leonardi is the psycho, second is the enforcer, and I am the genius out of'em all, but, back to the point, yes! The I.T and "Messenger" is I, and the work I do would be great for this family, why not have me?!


"Hell, I ain't no angel or nothing, but comparing me to other people is just too rude, I did what I did to stay afloat, I may not be proud of it, but I did it..." ~ Elena Xero

Last Edit: 23rd Nov 2014 by Elena Xero P3
Joined: 18th Nov 2014
Rank: --
Likes 36
1st Dec 2014

*Michael walks into the restaurant and introduces himself to the people inside, and while he sits down. He asks the person in front of him if he could smoke inside. The people nodded, and Michael grabbed out a pack of redwood and asked people if they were interested in a cigarette. After Michael is done, he grabs himself a redwood cigarette and starts smoking.*

The name is Michael Caleone. I was born in Vice City, with my sister Adelaide and Chelsea. We had a nice time with eacher, untill the family started to fall apart. My father and mother were addicted to the booze and drugs. My father died in a car crash and my mother was broken. She didn't had alot of money, and started to become mad. My sister Chelsea and Adelaide didn't feel good about that. Adelaide started to go late on the streets to sell drugs, and Chelsea became a whore to get more money in. After a long time, Adelaide didn't feel welcome in Vice City and got on the plane in Escobar International Airport and she got to Los Santos. My sister Chelsea moved to San Fierro, and me? I stayed with my mother. She died in the end, and I was alone. No family would help me out, so, I knew that I was having family members in Italy. They offered me a job at the vineyards. After five years, I turned twenty one and I wanted to see my sister. I got on a plane and flew to Los Santos. And well, I meeted her after a long time. She wasn't happy to see me, but we were still blood and family. She told me to search for a job, and I had a couple of jobs in Los Santos, untill I asked her about the criminal underworld. She didn't told me alot, but she told me that I should become a member of a promising family in Los Santos, the Mercanti Family. And well, that's why I am here. I want to help my sister out, and getting a career.
Last Edit: 1st Dec 2014 by Elizabeth Allen
Joined: 24th Nov 2014
Rank: Honoured Mercanti
Likes 97
5th Dec 2014

Jesus im late too this i didnt even know this page existed please dont hate me
Heres my "Very Late" story of how i came too be

My name is Vittorio or Vito Scaletta
I was born in sicily 1988 i lived with my mother father and sister in a lovely house on cliffs of a vine field until parents decided we were going too live the american dream and by that they ment spend all are money on plane tickets waste the rest buying a cess pool of a house in cess pool of an area in a cess pool of a city named after liberty
Nothing really happend in my elementery school or middle school except lossing my italian accent a lot of fighting, being bullied and getting detention for standing up and beating up the bullies. So i will skip to high school, when i got to high school i was doing alright i still had a bad name and still got into a lot of fights but my grades were doing okay.

Yet i never finished high school i dropped out to join my dads business like my older sister franky (francesca) and soon...quit because it was a dead end job and one day i was approched by a marine recruiter i decided to enlist seeing as i couldn't do anything else as of not finishing high school after training i was promoted and sent to iraq where i saw alot of things and gained alot of experience even got awarded the purple heart for saving my friends buck and matt from death by running into a building to detonate some explosives that failed to activate over command i knew it was suicide but only wanted to help my friends but when the command desided to leave me to die and was not willing to save me until the recon found me in the rubble i desided that the government were just run by selfish money horders who would let someone die if it ment not losing money.

After receving a medal from the president and refusing to become a captain i left looking for ways to avenge all the people who died because of the president and his piggish ways, it was then i decided to move to Los Santos with my sister it was the greatist thing i ever did i made money got my self a nice apartment and some cars.
Then i found a family who would forever love me and accept me the mercanti's i liked the idea of the mafia because i could do what i always wanted too avenge the people who were killed because of the governments selfish ways and I even scared the hell outta the ballas say the name heisenberg (my street name) to them and they will start to shake and mumble, but in all could make a name for myself .

I signed up and life is perfect im making money im making friends and getting work i love done if it wasn't for the mercantis my life would have been nothing i thank don Alvo Mercanti and everyone who has supported me too becoming who i am.
Thank you for reading and thank you for the reputation job and life you have given me.

Sorry for this being so late i was a very dumb associate and was quite stupid but know i have experince thanks to everyone in the family i love you all you have all tought me so much!


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Vittorio Antonio Scaletta

Negotiations And Kind Words Are Ideal, But Sometimes You Can Get Much Further With a Kind Word And a Gun than with a Kind Word Alone.

My theme - https://www.youtube.com/w ... atch?v=81S2mEHkTwg

Joined: 24th Nov 2014
Rank: Honoured Mercanti
Likes 97
5th Dec 2014

Jesus im late too this i didnt even know this page existed please dont hate me
Heres my "Very Late" story of how i came too be

My name is Vittorio or Vito Scaletta
I was born in sicily 1988 i lived with my mother father and sister in a lovely house on cliffs of a vine field until parents decided we were going too live the american dream and by that they ment spend all are money on plane tickets waste the rest buying a cess pool of a house in cess pool of an area in a cess pool of a city named after liberty
Nothing really happend in my elementery school or middle school except lossing my italian accent a lot of fighting, being bullied and getting detention for standing up and beating up the bullies. So i will skip to high school, when i got to high school i was doing alright i still had a bad name and still got into a lot of fights but my grades were doing okay.

Yet i never finished high school i dropped out to join my dads business like my older sister franky (francesca) and soon...quit because it was a dead end job and one day i was approched by a marine recruiter i decided to enlist seeing as i couldn't do anything else as of not finishing high school.
After training i was promoted to corporal and sent to iraq where i saw alot of things and gained alot of experience through rank and fighting I even learned how to pilot aircraft and got awarded the purple heart for saving my friends buck and matt from death by running into a building to detonate some explosives that failed to activate over command, i knew it was suicide but only wanted to help my friends but when the commander desided to leave me to die and was not willing to save me.
Until the recon one day found me in the rubble i was told my commanding officer was fired though I desided that the government were just run by selfish money horders who would let someone die if it ment not losing money.

After receving a medal from the president and refusing to become a captain i left looking for ways to avenge all the people who died because of the president and his piggish ways, it was then i decided to move to Los Santos with my sister it was the greatist thing i ever did i made money got my self a nice apartment and some cars.
Then i found a family who would forever love me and accept me the mercanti's i liked the idea of the mafia because i could do what i always wanted too avenge the people who were killed because of the governments selfish ways and I even scared the hell outta the ballas say the name heisenberg (my street name) to them and they will start to shake and mumble, but in all could make a name for myself .

I signed up and life is perfect im making money im making friends and getting work i love done if it wasn't for the mercantis my life would have been nothing i thank don Alvo Mercanti and everyone who has supported me too becoming who i am.
Thank you for reading and thank you for the reputation job and life you have given me.

Sorry for this being so late i was a very dumb associate and was quite stupid but know i have experince thanks to everyone in the family i love you all you have all tought me so much!


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Vittorio Antonio Scaletta

Negotiations And Kind Words Are Ideal, But Sometimes You Can Get Much Further With a Kind Word And a Gun than with a Kind Word Alone.

My theme - https://www.youtube.com/w ... atch?v=81S2mEHkTwg

Last Edit: 5th Dec 2014 by Vito Scaletta
Joined: 9th Dec 2014
Rank: Associate
Likes 0
9th Dec 2014

The name is Amir Hassan, i'm from Iraq. I moved to Liberty City after getting on the top 10 most wanted list of Iraq, I worked with my close companion Yusuf Amir. We had a little 'conflict' he got into the hospital with a concussion, so I moved to LS as fast as i could. On the streets I get called the 'Terrorist' because my actions back in Iraq. My most used weapon is the vintage pistol. It gets the job done. Even if my target/enemy uses a Combat MG. A simple headshot is enough. Specialties: Close range gunfights with my vintage pistol of course. Car chases, highway driving. Losing the cops. And crowbar skills. I almost always use the vintage pistol, but of course any weapon will do. Also the heavy sniper is one of my most used weapons on long range. I like staying off the radar so I can take out my targets silently. I really want to work with the families, thanks for the chance tho.



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Last Edit: 9th Dec 2014 by Amir Hassan P3
Joined: 10th Dec 2014
Rank: Associate
Likes 5
10th Dec 2014

The name's Anthony Adriano, they call me Double A. I'm an Italian-American. I did some work for the Ancelotti's back in the day. That's where I learned how to make money. I lived in Algonquín, and daily did some work, first it was dealing drugs in shady allies. Afterwards I started robbing stores with my cousin. A few months later my cousin went to jail; he got caught. I started doing work with the Ancelotti's, and I did a heist or two. But the problem was, there were some talkers in the family. Once at night at the bar the police came in with enough evidence for everyone to go to jail. I made my way out, and drove away in my Baller. I laid low like maybe 5 days. I HAD to leave liberty, it was WAY to risky to stay. So I moved to Los Santos. Looking for work, thats why I'm here.

MOST USED WEAPON: Vintage Pistol, baseball bat. Even if my enemy uses a combat MG, the Vintage Pistol easily gets it done, just a simple headshot.
FAVOURITE CAR: Baller.
SPECIALTIES: Close range shooting, and smooth driving.
Last Edit: 10th Dec 2014 by Anthony Adriano P3
Joined: 23rd Nov 2014
Rank: Earner
Likes 53
10th Dec 2014

(Sorry for lateness on this)
Thank you again for this opportunity. I've lived in Los Santos all my life, watching it slowly become the filthy gang-ridden city it is now. I use to live here with my parents and my sister, but our parents left us behind and left for Liberty City to pursue their real estate business. My sister, Monica St. Claire, has a nice place in the hills where she lives with her boyfriend, Jim Fitzgerald. (What kind of name is Fitzgerald?) I still see her from time to time, checking in, asking her how things are, the usual sibling stuff. 

In my time in LS, I've never been a very good person. At the age of around 15, some kids from the school and I had started selling stolen calculators near exam dates. I even remember this one time...heh.. These boys and I did a "heist" in broad daylight and stole at least $400 dollars worth of calculators from the Los Santos Office Supply Co. We felt like gods among men that day, and lucky us that we never got caught. Years had passed and my school posse had gone their seperate ways. When I turned 21, I joined up with a small crew of motorcycle bikers who were somewhat affiliated with the notorious Lost MC. These guys were, in some ways, similar to the Lost. However these guys were tough as nails, riding around Blaine County and gunning down anyone in their way. Being rough and tough was a way of life, and mercy was a sin. It was the brotherhood that I loved, and soon, the killing and the power seemed to get to me and I was right along side them, robbing and killing. They had a nice run until the Lost got tired of us interfering and burned down our club house as well as killing most of the members. there were 4 of us left, but sadly 2 of them joined the Lost and OD'd just last year on Heroin. The other left for San Rico to start anew. I think he has a wife and a few kids now, but I haven't seen him in a while. This event changed me though, bringing me back to reality seeing the place we built up burned to the ground. I realized that I needed a new approach to life, one that didn't involve Meth heads, drugged out girlfriends, and killing every sonofabitch that got dirt on your boot. I needed to find some peace.

I am already very proficient with most vehicles, mainly motorcycles. Shotguns are my go-to, but if I have to I try to avoid conflict, even if any more blood shed wouldn't affect how red this city is already. My best feature is stealth, and being able to pop up in places my enemies will be least expecting. I like to keep my fingers working too so if you got work, I'll gladly take it up. Thank you again for this, I will not let you down.


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You start the game with a full pot o' luck and an empty pot o' experience.. The object is to fill the pot o' experience before you empty the pot o' luck.

Last Edit: 10th Dec 2014 by Calvin St. Claire P3
Joined: 22nd Dec 2014
Rank: Associate
Likes 6
26th Dec 2014

A pleasure, really. The name's Albert Griffin, but you can call me Griff. I'm in from the southern states. Used to run in the drug game back in the mountains. It was getting too hot back home so I figured i'd take my chances in the city before I got in too deep. I can drive, I can shoot, and I can spot an 'unauthorized' drug operation from a mile away. You need someone to get his hands dirty in Blaine County or the Chilliad area, i'm your man.
Joined: 21st Dec 2014
Rank: Muscle
Likes 17
26th Dec 2014

Hola, I'm Martin, nice to meet you. I was born in Spain. Down south in La Manga, my mother was Spanish but my dad was a Brit, however he embraced the Spanish culture like his own. From a young age I was fixed with cars like most brain washed teenagers are today with weed. I was lucky enough to start a career in racing, eventually bringing me out to the states where I raced for a while. But this was when I realised how the real men make money, I mean s**t the states are where things happen and it went from there. I try to stay out of trouble, normally providing an escort or having a few beers with the mates, because after all I'm still a mommas' boy. But don't let that fool you, I'm gangster through and through and you wouldn't want to cross me in a dark alley, I'm dangerous even with my bare fists. I enjoy to do more work for you fine men. Call me if you need me, but if you don't come knocking soon I'm gone, I have better things to do.


“You can be rich without knowing how to be powerful but you cannot be powerful without money.”

Joined: 27th Dec 2014
Rank: Honoured Mercanti
Likes 394
27th Dec 2014

Well you all know my dad Vito Scaletta so yeh not really much to say

My dad came to Vegas one time and got on with one of the strippers and poof i was born spent my entire life in vegas doing a number of jobs courier card dealer bartender you name it but then my mother died and her last words were 
"Find your father" so i did and now i work with him and hope for a future 


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Tony Leonardo "The Wise" Scaletta

"Business is like pulling women. First you gotta make the money. Then when you get the money, you get the power. Then when you get the power, you get the women. But even pulling women can fail and if business fails remember this, My Blades Are Sharp"

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