General Info
|Full Name|
Although he was born Peter Avery Denny, it is the general consensus that said Peter Denny no longer exists. Now there is only Jude King.
|Nicknames|
His work associates call him "King", the general public knows him by the variety of false names he has to fall back on, and only those that are incredibly close to him may use the name "Judey".
|Gender|
Male, and it that isn't obvious, then you and Jude might have a problem.
|Race/Ethnicity|
While hailing from Belfast in Northern Ireland, Jude very much considers himself a proud Irishman and will continue to do so until the day he dies.
|Birth Date|]
October 30
|Age|]
Thirty-Six-Years-Old
|Sexuality|]]
Homosexual, but it's treated as a dark secret, kept under lock and key, concealed from all but those closest to him. It is, in essence, a survival mechanism in this testosterone filled industry where homosexuality is still treated as a taboo, especially for those on the more physical side of the mob life.
Appearance
|Height|
5'10, which is admittedly short for a mob enforcer. However, it would be a fatal decision to underestimate Jude based on that fact.
|Scars/Tatoos/Piercings|
Jude has lived his life hard and fast and, from the wear and tear on his body, that much is evident. He can and will tell you the origin of each marking from the scar on the inside of his left wrist from a failed attempt at creating a molotov cocktail to the star-shaped scar on his right shoulder from a bullet wound acquired at the same time as one Martin Ross. Apart from his many scars, worn as badges of honor, he also has a small lion tattooed on his left pectoral right above his heart and a single piercing in his left ear that, more often than not, remains empty unless he's lounging around his or Martin's apartments, i.e. in a completely safe place. Earrings, after all, are just waiting to be ripped out of your ear during a fight, and they do come with negative connotations that Jude would very much wish to avoid.
|General Description|
Jude King is, despite his relatively short height in comparison to many men in his profession, built like the scrappy, violent fighter that he is. His body is covered in sinewy muscles that, while not excessively bulky, make it easy to identify just how physically powerful he is. This build comes from a youth and then adulthood working with his hands, scrapping when he could, and running when he could not. It is, to put it simply, a body well-earned. Once the typical Irishman with flaming red hair, Jude has since dyed his thick locks to a light brown color that he tends to keep stylishly slicked back and out of his sharp and observant pale gray eyes. Any facial hair that appears is immaculately trimmed and groomed just like the rest of the man.
Appearance, especially when as high up in the Santoro family as Jude is, is everything. To say that Jude's clothing choice is stylish would be doing the man a great injustice. More often than not you can find him wearing suits more expensive than most people's yearly rent payments, usually from designer brands that many people can barely pronounce paired with a patterned tie and shined, black shoes. Even his relaxation clothes used for a night in are name-brand and almost obsessively neat and tidy. However, it must be noted that while fashionable, his wardrobe is also functional, loose enough to give him the mobility to do as he needs in his job but tight enough to avoid snagging on things or, rather, being grabbed during a fight.
Personality
It is completely fair to say that Jude King is bat-shit insane. He is a wild-card through and through with more than a few psychopathic tendencies. He'll slit a man's throat with the same smile that adorns his face when he's having a particularly good cup of tea, and it is incredibly difficult to tell what sort of mood that he's in for that reason. It's best, for that reason, to avoid Jude King on the whole in case you are inclined to accidentally joke around with him on one of his bad moods. These moods could be caused by a job that's gone wrong, Martin changing his locks again, or simply because it's a Tuesday.
Perhaps it's due to his short height leading to something of a Napoleon complex, or maybe it's due to his hidden sexuality; whatever it is, Jude is a defensive sort of person and quick to anger when someone pokes out his faults. He's prone to frequent outbursts of violence, especially when you've managed to damage something he has claimed as his own, which, while making him a terrifying opponent, also makes him just the man you want by your side in a fight. He's not excessively loyal to most of the people that he's worked for, only staying with them until a better offer comes up. However, if he's behind your cause, like he was as a member of the IRA, or, as is the case once in a blue moon, he becomes excessively fond of someone, his loyalty stays with that cause or person until the end.
At best, his morals are nonexistent, not caring who his target is as long as it allies with his scarce rules about targets, i.e. no kids and no puppies. Well, that's not entirely true; he'll take out a kid if he takes out their family because, honestly, he doesn't need some prat showing up a few years down the line, desperate for revenge. Everything else is fair game. However, as a rule, he can name off every person that he's ever killed, explaining that slight obsession with remembering those lives he has ended by saying that those he killed will never forget him, so why not return the favor? It's his own sick little way of honoring them that makes sense in his twisted mind. Jude can also be rather childish when not in a professional setting, insisting on invading his friends' personal spaces, pouting when he doesn't get his way, and being possessive of anything he considers his, like a child unwilling to share their toy. Despite all of the flaws in his personality, if you're too dumb to stay away from him or are one of the lucky few that Jude considers his "friend", Jude can be and is excessively charming, oozing charisma with every gesture, every word. He's also generally affable with a sly grin on his face and wonderfully alluring and delightful if you get past the whole insane psychopath thing.
Hobbies:
-Pestering and invading the privacy of those he is close to, the most obvious example being Martin Ross
-Playing the piano- how he got a piano into the apartment building is anybody's guess because he's certainly not telling
-Collecting postcards- a banal enough hobby until you realize that a majority of them come from places where he killed someone
-Cooking, something he's surprisingly good at
|Likes|
~James Bond Films~Tea~Rainy Days~Whiskey~French Desserts~Nonfiction and Thriller Novels~Having Free Reign~A Good, Old Fashioned Bare Knuckled Fist Fight~Fine Clothes~
|Dislikes|
~Mushrooms~Cats~Stains~Being Called British(Note: For the love of God, do not call him British)~Fastfood from Chain Restaurants~Romantic Comedies~Snow~Being Forced to Do Anything
|Habits|
~He constantly needs to be fiddling with something when listening to lectures or waiting, whether that be flicking a switchblade, bending and rebinding a paperclip, or even untangling someone's hair if he's actually close, both physically and emotionally, to them
~He has the same thing for breakfast every morning- a croissant and a cup of tea- and any deviation from that norm makes him feel on edge for the rest of the day unless he's, say, being treated to breakfast
~Refuses to wear anything with stains, which is really a shame given his line of work
Career:
Mob Enforcer for the Santoro family; he tends to work exclusive for Don Carlos, usually paired with translator Martin Ross, but has been recently transferred over to Giovanni Santoro in order to give him the start he needs in practice to become Don
HISTORY
|Relationship Status|
Given Jude's lack of interest in the female sex paired with his inability to act on any homosexual tendencies given the precarious position that would put him in, it's fair to say that Jude is without any romantic entanglements. He does have a bizarre attachment to one Martin Ross, however, that, while certainly not romantic, is unusually strong, especially in their line of work.
Family
His father, Patrick Denny, has been dead for some years now, rest his soul, and he hasn't seen his mother Caitlyn since he was ten and would very much prefer to keep it that way.
Known Languages:
English, of course, with a good grasp of both Gaelic and Italian
Born in Belfast, Northern Ireland as Peter Denny to Patrick and Caitlyn Denny, young Peter grew up during the Troubles, a time of political and social strife in his homeland. His father was high up the ladder in the IRA and almost never home. Every time he left the house, Peter feared his father would never come home. It turns out he wasn't the parent to worry about. One day when Peter was just ten years old, his mother never picked him up from school leaving him waiting outside the building until eight o clock at night when his father showed up. His mother, fed up with their lifestyle, had simply left them all behind, an event that changed Peter's view on women forever.
With nowhere else to go, Peter joined the IRA as a young teenager and became a crucial part to several successful attacks with little to no remorse. It wasn't until his father was killed in a bomb plot gone wrong and he was terribly injured that the police finally began to catch up with him. Peter, with assistance from his multiple connections that he'd made while in the IRA, made his escape to America, landing in Boston, Massachusetts, much like some of his Irish ancestors. There he joined one of the city's several crime families (the leader a Spanish man called Rivera with connections to Mexican drug cartels) in desperate need to make a living and with no other real work experience. Besides, where better to hide from the law then around even more wanted criminals? One of his new coworkers, an avid Beatles fan who was a bit dim and couldn't rightly differentiate between an English accent and an Irish one, decided to call him Jude as a joke. The name stuck and, after dyeing his naturally red hair a less conspicuous brown, Peter Denny became Jude King.
He rose through the ranks of the mob quickly, soon one of the top enforcers for the Rivera family with connections all over the city. He made good money and had all the action he could dream of. It wasn't until four, almost five, years ago that things began to change. The night his gang had a deal with the Santoro family.
He and two other enforcers tagged along with their top negotiator under the guise of brokering a deal with the Italian crime family, but in reality they were sent there to kill the Italian boss. After all, Don Carlos was becoming more and more powerful in the city and trespassing into their territory. The Italian enforcers were told to wait outside, Don Carlo's gun was on the table in a gesture of peace, and it really couldn't have gone more smoothly for the Rivera boys. It was almost too easy. Really, everything would have gone perfectly fine had Don Carlos not recently fired his translator and temporarily hired one Martin Ross. From the moment the trembling college student pulled the trigger, Jude was smitten, highly intrigued by the now murderer.
The night ended with tragedy, Jude the only survivor of the four men sent to kill Don Carlos. But the mob don knew talent when he saw it and had heard rumors about Jude whispered in the seediest of Boston's alleys and bars. He offered him a deal; betray the Rivera crime family and become an enforcer under him and get more money and a position in the Santoro mob or be killed. Who was Jude to to refuse? It took a while for anyone to trust Jude, but he quickly proved his worth and loyalty by not only helping to dismantle his old mob family, but also by becoming one of the Don's most ruthless and quick to act enforcers.