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Play-by: Chris Austad
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Dirty Blond

Six foot one and built for his job, Elliot isn't the type of person it's smart to mess with. The simple build of his body, muscular though not unattractively so, strength describes more than a point of his personality. Over the span of his life, the sun-golden skin of his has taken it's beating, scars adorning him like ornaments on the Charlie Brown Christmas Tree: scarce but sticking out when seen. Though none as meaningful as the one on his right shoulder from the day he faked his own death. Resting peacefully and contemplatively in his skull are eyes of a brilliant blue. In most cases, the eyes give a person away. But in Elliot's they're quite contraceptive, dignified, and able to put a person down. Not much feeling rests there unless toward people considered allies, and even then it may be doubtful. They're the one thing that will always tell you that he is him, Elliot, and not another person. Everything about him is held with great ease and pose; authority. He could be great if he ever wanted it. His dirty blond hair is kept neat and clean, and all in all Elliot looks sharp, even after the longest days. Almost too lovely to be so full of hurt and hate.

As there are to most people living in Venice at this time, Elliot has two sides to him that will either push you away or lure you in. Ninety-eight percent of the time when you first meet him, Elliot comes off as very headstrong, opinionated, and argumentative. Perhaps, that's because he is and has always been -all he's ever known to be. Elliot isn't one to care about what happens to himself, you may see this as him having an ego too big for his head or as him being a good guy -since he'll give a relentless chase if its needed. Though, he does have an ego, don't get me wrong, and it isn't beside him to let something go to his head. He'll argue with you until doomsday, even if he knows hes wrong. Sometimes its him being playful in his own damaged way and sometimes he just really doesn't like being wrong. Elliot is going to do what he wants to do, no matter the cost of it or what someone else has told him to do or not to do. He doesn't like having to sit around to figure something out, he'd rather be out there busting heads and getting what he needs through that. Yes, Elliot is a violent person -but only when you push him the wrong way. He tends to come off as carrying this hate around for the world and every person in it. But, quite honestly, that's not very true.

Actually, Elliot likes most people, or at least tolerates them. He's not as stuck up on his high horse as people may think and is rather carefree, at times even childlike (especially when his sister's around, always a softer person when she's there). Speaking of the girl, I feel it fit to say that he's quite protective of his little sister. He's a free soul, unchained and not caged. He's rather wild and puts himself in destructive situations, but as you'll often hear him say, he's blessed. When he's not spending his time being angry and impatient, there's a sarcastic tone and playful air to him. Since being here, there's a few things that have changed. He's found the feeling of hate to be a waste of his time, unless extremely important, and generally just dislikes everything -or so he says. He's not shy to speak his mind, ready to tell you whatever he pleases, and does quite dislike human's in general -for they do tend to do stupid things. For many many years Elliot collected matchboxes, a long time love of his, but doesn't tend to have other obvious hobbies.

Since being in Venice, Elliot has almost gotten back to his old self. He's more open to seeing someone else's side first and has become more openly caring. Though he'd never admit it, past people and things he use to hate have almost become sacred. He's realized his mistakes and the stupid decisions he made after his father and fiancée. He's moving on with his life, almost able to admit defeat though still unmoving in his ways. Like fine wine, he's an acquired taste, and though you may hate or love him there will always be something alluring about him. Maybe it's the small believe he has that things might get better, or maybe it's the air of mystery that keeps people guessing. He doesn't know nor care but once you get to know him, then acceptance comes that he's not such a hard ass all the time.

Veronica Smith Heartley - Mother (Deceased)
Lance Joseph Heartley - Father (Deceased)
- - Amelia Rose Heartley - Sister (Alive)
- - Maddox Avery Devereaux - "Brother in Law" (Alive)
- - - - Nick Aiden Morrow - Nephew (Alive)

Samantha Eloise Heartley - Aunt (tba)
Jack Andrew Heartley - Uncle (tba)
- - Lucille Analise Heartley - Cousin (Alive)
- - - - Sullivan Andrew Heartley - Nephew (Deceased)

History, yo.

It was 25 December, 1995 when the nine pound baby Alexander Elliot Heartley was born. A cold night with fierce winds and blistering snow. Though, it was Brooklyn so what could you expect? In '97 Amelia Rose was born, and from that moment on Elliot developed a strong older brother protective nature for her. That protective nature would extend to others as he grew up, though most would never know. His childhood was like most other children's, happy, painful, heartbreaking at times. Though in 2016 things would start to change. Elliot knew from the moment he heard about the new biological weapon that it was a bad idea -though never could he of imagined this. A year after it broke loose his mother died of it, and a hardness over came him that created a violence in him more dangerous than it had ever been. And how else had anyone expected him to take losing his mother to such a product of human stupidity? Though things could only get worse from there.

Since senior year of high school, age nineteen, Elliot had been engaged. Though she wanted to wait until after college to get married and he was fine with that -because he only wanted her. Her name was Jessica Leigh Richard and she was everything he'd ever wanted, a home away from home. His family loved her and she saw his family as hers. She didn't have the happiest home and she didn't come from the best side of town. She was battling addictions and nightmares but he'd only ever wanted her to help. She was the only girl to ever make him smile -not counting his sister since to a brother the sister is always a source of happiness and aggravation. But on 17 August, 2018 was killed on her way to the hospital along with the child she'd been carrying long enough to know but not long enough to tell anyone about. Elliot only found out when he was told of what had happened. It would seem he was doomed for tragedy and entering a place he'd never wanted to be.

Before being moved to Venice, his father died. Though the last straw came when he lost lead of Malavita position to Maddox Devereaux. All control was shot and he made a deal with the devil and faked his own death, shot by a Di'Stato member and fell off a bridge. Though the guy who shot him freaked when he didn't resurface and Elliot later woke in a hospital. from July 2019 to 2 May, 2020 he kept a low profile then joined the Di'Stato. A month later he showed back up, having to face the hell he put his sister though. He stayed with her a while and conflict arose when he found out about her and Maddox. It stayed that way for the longest time, until he took a week off from the world and got wasted. But when he put the bottle down he realized what he'd become, that he'd traveled a path he'd never wanted to, and took the time to stare in the mirror and curse himself for his stupidity. He let a little trust in and though still highly guarded let go of grudges to start over. He never left the Di'Stato and is only there now to do the best he can about what's broken. He never liked them but was never the type to sit back and let others work. Rivalries between groups are useless in his mind and no matter the person or group believes in the solemn fact that everyone has a fair chance to do stupid things. He's picking himself up from the loss of his loved ones and moving on because he knows it's what they'd want.

Then there was Hawaii and shizz. -/haha lazzzy-