Archie Aprile Jr

**Archie Aprile Jr** is a character role-played by **Watermelon**.

## **Backstory**

Archie Aprile Jr. aka ‘Uncle June'’ was born in Nutley, Jersey City, New Jersey, USA on the 14th of December 1968. His mother, god rest her soul, died at the age of 6 and his father was an alcoholic. *Archie* worked a job at the local grocer for a man named *Mateo*, he treated him well and was fair with how much work he would give him. Earning just enough to put food on the table, *Archie* always managed to slip a couple of dollars into a bag of grains, wedged between the fridge and the wall. At about the time he would leave the house, he would see his father stumbling up the stairs every morning. As he passed him, his father wouldn’t even show a hint of recognition let alone love. One morning, *Archie* felt the need to confront his father for reasons beyond explanation. In response and without remorse, his father back handed him, and sent him across the wood, bumping his head on the fridge. Archie proceeded to lean back on the fridge as his tears fell down his cheek, to what he heard was a thump.His father only guessed what it was, so he moved the fridge and found the bag of grains, taking all that was there $126.

*Archie* was an emotional boy and always felt deep remorse.

The mayor of the town at the time, *Muro G.Tucci* was an Italian known as the *maiale*. He would extort money from all the local businesses in Nutley and hassle families in pursuit of absolute power using a string of men that would inform him of all commotion. From the day *Archie* recognised the unfairness his people had circum to, he knew he had to stand up for what’s right. *Archie’s* younger brother, *Jerry Aprile*; closest friend and accomplice had similar ambitions. On the way to the grocer, the Aprile’s would usually see some form of assault that *Tucci’s* men would inflict.

It was a Monday in the summer of 81’. The brothers saw a young lady terrorised by some of *Tucci’s* men in the middle of the road. They thought nothing of it. Two men grabbed and shook the woman; screaming in her face, whilst two others blocked the roads for any oncoming traffic. Despite all the screaming and terror it was all but white noise for the locals. Above the brothers, a window swiftly opened and before a glance could be made, several shots were discharged, killing the men in the street. Scattering like ants, everyone ran inside their homes/shops. Soon after, two men emerged from the window from where the shots came with their shadows mixing in with that of the awning of the grocer. They appeared to be wearing long coats and a fedora.The Aprile’s ran up two flights of stairs as fast they could and followed the two men across the rooftops. It wasn’t long until they noticed they were getting followed and one of the dressed men slipped in behind a fireplace unit and snatched *Jerry*. *Archie* stayed calm and put his hands up, explaining they wanted to help gun *Tucci’s* men down.

*Anthony* and *Enzo* *Moretti* were the names. Two immigrants from Sicily, speaking broken English. They began by giving the Aprile’s small errands to run; messages, deliveries, etc. Slowly, the two boys started getting involved in their affairs and extorting *Tucci*’s men that hung in the backstreets. People began to come and ask favours of the group and slowly, the Moretti name was getting out there. Soon enough, *Tucci* and his transcendent pride became aware of their actions in his town.

It wasn’t until spring of 86’, that *Tucci* emerged into the midst of the city. The pair of brothers split up, devising a plan to assassinate *Tucci* from the grocer. *Jerry* was a talented artist. Using his talent, *Jerry* drew fruits of all shades and colours on signs that would be planted around town. With *Tucci* being the privileged man that he is, they thought he would eventually want some fruit and their grocer was the only place where fruit is bought in town.

*Jerry* and *Enzo* set up behind a stall, whilst Archie and *Anthony* were on standby in the building across from the grocer. Mateo, the store clerk, was told to stay put and not get alarmed if things get a bit out of control and that he will be compensated for all damages. Soon enough, *Tucci* had his coachmen stop in front of the stall and went over. As he approached, *Archie* saw Mateo rise from the background with his arm behind his back. Mateo gave a subtle nod to *Tucci* and pulled out a handgun, gunning both Enzo and *Jerry* point blank.

Archie’s journey started and ended as fruits prosper and decay.

*Anthony* went back to Italy and *Archie* moved to New York, where he got a scholarship to NYU to study Law. Passing the bar in only a month and receiving a post-graduate certification in under a year, he was on track to becoming a registered Attorney.

A couple years passed by and in the cold winter evening of 98’, *Archie* heard a profound knock on his door. Through the peephole were two men, in coats and fedoras. *Archie* never shot a gun before but he thought this was the night where he had to. With the gun being too far, he didn’t have time to get it, so he opened the door.

“Gianni Moretti.” He sticks out his hand with an expression of solidarity.

“This is Vivaldo. Vivaldo-*Archie*, *Archi-*Vivaldo. May we come in?”

Without a single word said, they followed him into the kitchen. *Giann*i was quiet and *Vivaldo* did all the talking. Both *Gianni* and Archie were very observant men, but *Gianni’s* presence was quite defying.

“I want you to be my lawyer, *Archie*. You have a good reputation in Newark and I hear you had affairs with my father back in 86’” Gianni asserted conciliatorily.

“I did.”

From that day, *Archie Aprile Jr.* was affiliated with the Moretti family. Gianni knew *Archie* was a clever man, but he lacked guts stopping him from being made. When the time came, Gianni asked Archie to kill. It wasn’t until 04’ that Gianni asked him to be his Consigliere, a couple years after he was made. With the family expanding, their interest soon reached Horizon city in which they sought out to capitalise.