Cassidy Evangelisto
(Vango)
Age// 19

Hair// Black
Eyes//Blue
FC// Joshua Brand

Personality

Vango's always been a reserved person, but if anyone took the time too listen he wouldn't hesitate to talk about... Anything and everything. Growing up alone does that to a person. Lover of the simple things- nature, colors, the sky, the sea. He hates sleeping inside, or being in buildings at all for that matter. A rather soft person when it comes down to it.

A strong believer in live and let live- if you don't mess with anything of his, he won't mess with anything of yours. Violence isn't the first answer to most things. He's full of random bits of knowledge from hours spent locked in detention halls reading.

Backstory
Adopted by a nice family at the age of seven. That's all that could be said about them. Nice. They were nice people, but Vango never felt as if he belonged in their suburban picket fence storyline. He had two siblings, none of which he was related to, a girl that was six years younger and a boy that was five years his elder. He never hung around either of them much, at first, but the odd little girl soon became an unwanted passenger in the journey of life. She was sort of odd- small for her age, and always too pale. She lived reading and building and finding new ways to do the simplest of tasks. Katie was the only thing he'd learned to call family. Aplastic Anemia took her away at the age of 12. He no longer has any reason to stay.

Started out conning tourists and highschoolers out of petty change when he was about 13, getting just enough money to have food during the week. He was taken in by an old librarian at the age of fifteen- not formally, but she never forgot to leave things on the windowsill when she went off to work. She was a very lively old woman, even at 60, and would take him along to various places whenever she had time to paint. A canvas and a paintbrush were never missing.

After slipping on the rocks one day, injuring her back when they'd been painting the sunset behind a mountain range, her family decided to put her in a care home.

He was alone again after that, to the day, selling forgeries and originals to the filthy rich who knew nothing of art, simply wanted it for the show.

They didn't deserve the originals, anyway.