Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
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Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Photo taken at Studio 23rd
Name: Robert Vito Marchetti
Age: 25
Date of Birth: January 26, 1985
Place of Birth: New York City, New York, USA
Alias: "Rob", "Bobby", "Lefty"
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Brown
Height: 6'3
Weight: 185 lbs
Ethnicity: Italian
Dominant Hand: Left hand
Occupation:
- Field Mechanic for Roberts' Autos (511 Avenue, Saint Burgess Rd.)
- Computer programmer for Goldline Computer Softwares.
MO:
- Racketeering
- Extortion
- Distribution of smuggled firearms
- Distribution of smuggled narcotics
- Loan sharking
Medical Records:
- Gunshot wound on his left shoulder.
- Suffered from Asthma in the late 1992.
Arrest Record:
- One count of Physical Assault/Battery - DETAINED
Processed: Custody Trial: 05/23/2004 - South Road Properties 52nd St. Precinct, Brooklyn, New York
- Two counts of vandalism - DETAINED
Likes:
- Guns
- Harley Davidson
- Engines
- Classic Cars especially Cadillac
- Wall vandalism
Dislikes:
- People showing stupidity
- Disrespect
- Touching his jacket
- Stare down
- Drugs
- Japanese vehicles
- Troublemakers
Languages:
- English
- Italian
- Portuguese
Other notes:
Zoomed in surveillance photo of a gun deal of 1998.
FBI ADDITION:
Photo taken by FBI Agent Cole
Assassination of an Irish gun smuggler, traces were found and lead to Migliori, associate of Lupercini Mob.
Photo taken by FBI Agent Maddison in a shack, outside of Brooklyn. Documents found leading to the ownership of Lupercini. For these evidence, he was put into custody.
CCTV footage of Robert attacking an extorted drug dealer.
Robert getting arrested on May 16th, 2004 as the drug dealer snitched and pressed charges.
Trail on May 23rd, 2004. Robert was found not guilty due to lack of evidence.
Month later, the drug dealer was found in his car, shot twice in the chest and once in the head
Vehicles owned:
2012 Harley Davidson Dyna Glide
2005 Nissan Xterra SUV
1962 Lincoln Ford Convertible
2005 Nissan Xterra SUV
1962 Lincoln Ford Convertible
"I don't always talk but when I do, I talk business." - Lefty
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Character story:
Glancing out of the window, this young boy named Robert Vito Marchetti. Waiting there for the bus to arrive. He is living in a fucked up neighborhood at a small block in Brooklyn. Whenever Robert comes out and wants to play, he'll end up the one getting played. Either getting beaten or becoming the ball of the game.
One day, while Robert was getting played, there's this guy named Giuseppe who gave a cold expression towards the other kids. Giuseppe helped Robert get up and told him to follow. A couple of blocks away from the neighborhood, there was this bar, a small time bar which had about thirty people inside and some couple of kids at the same as Robert's age. Robert was then thought he was living in a fantasy. Even saw a guy placed money in another guy's pocket just because he was guarding the door. Robert thought to himself that he wanted to become a gangster.
After a few days, Robert began to go to the bar and hang out. He usually gets told by a few men to send out messages, buy cigars, move their cars and some other kind of shit they can think of. Robert made a couple of hundred bucks in a single day. Money wasn't a problem anymore. There was one time Robert got beaten by his father because he went home late. The day after, a guy named Jimmy asked Robert how he got the bruises and told him. When Robert went home, he looked at his father and his father got this bruises exactly the same as Robert's got. His father told Robert to move out of the house. Robert had a few cash to rent himself in an apartment. Robert began to learn earning daily for his basic necessaties.
Another fine morning when this guy, Tony, asked Robert to come with him and sell a few cigar boxes down at an alley. Tony and his men jacked a cargo full of shipped cigars. Of course, they sold it for cheap. Gaining a few grand out of the stolen cigar shipment, Robert got a cut for at least two grand. Everybody could live with that. A few moments later, cops rolled and all of them immediately busted out of the scene while Robert didn't. He didn't thought they were doing it illegaly and shit. A thirteen year old in a jail, seems ironic. After the next day, Robert was released because he was a minor and cops just had to get someone for information why Robert got involved. Jimmy took Robert out of the precinct. Jimmy only gave a cigar box to one cop and walked away. Well, that cigar box contained a few hundred dollar bills for a fucking bribe. Believe it or not, it's fascinating.
Robert made a friend named Phil, same age of his, they became partners. Of course, Phil was also a drop out because of this kind of life style. Same thing happening everyday, moving a few cars for a few dollars. Practicing how to smoke cigar or cigarette. Or even drinking a whiskey, they had to make silly faces because the fucking drink is too strong.
After a few more years, Robert learned about guns and shit. He had this .38 always in his waist. According to Phil, they can't do business without a piece. There was this one store, Phil had to beat the shit out of the owner because he was two days behind the deadline, of course, this store was extorted. The owner didn't have money to pay so after a few hours later, it was getting dark, Robert and Phil brought a molotov cocktail and burned the shit out of the store with the owner inside. Money was flowing everywhere. There was this one rule, never go to clubs. Everybody is like, who gives a shit? Let's go to the club. Every Friday, it's more like of a day off. Drinks here, drinks over there, girls here, girls over there. Everything is perfect, almost had all the fun that this world can offer. Then the day after, every thing's back to normal. Beating the shit out of people, bribing cops, mugging people and drinks, can never forget about drinks.
When Robert reached his eighteenth birthday, Giuseppe sent him a gift, his 1962 Lincoln Ford Convertible. It an old car but still a pretty good gift. Driving it around while girls looking at Robert, fascinated about the car. Another rule was to never be involved around drugs but Robert thought about it as who gives a shit rule. Robert poured out money and bought drugs. He was dealing drugs but he kept it in secret between him and himself. Robert gained money from drug dealing but he made too much connections making him too visible to cops.
After a few more years when Phil became a lead associate, everybody went nuts, everybody celebrated and everybody had a blast. Robert had to leave the party because of another drug deal. Phil suspected because Robert never left any party except of his. Phil followed Robert and he found out about Robert's secret business. When Robert gone back to the party, Phil walked in front of him and talked to him about this shit of his. They talked, they talked and they talked, doing it for like two and half hours. Robert said okay but he needed to sell the cocaine he just bought so that he could gain his money back and leave the business. Another guy, Mikey, listened to the conversation through a small opening of the room. Mikey immediately told Giuseppe about it.
After a few days, Robert finally sold his cocaine and became clean. He reaches for his .38 from the table and puts it in his waistline. As he comes out of the apartment, he saw his guy wearing a hat and a jacket. The stranger kept his hands in his pocket. Robert went downstairs and suspected about the guy. When he turned around, he noticed the guy pulling out a .22 revolver from his pocket and shot a few rounds. Of course, Robert evaded the couple of bullets but got hit on his shoulder. He pulled out his gun from his waistline. Robert realized it was a hit, he had a price on his head. While bleeding from his shoulder, he ran away from the apartment, leaving the paranoid hitman inside. Robert evaded the hit.
Robert asked for Phil's help. Phil told him to fuck off or he's going to kill Robert himself. Robert begged Phil. Phil released a sigh and told Robert to stay in a shack outside Brooklyn and he'll give Robert plane tickets to California. Robert immediately went outside of Phil's house to avoid being seen by anybody. He went to the shack Phil told about and stayed there for a while, treating his would very badly. Applying random alcoholic beverage directly to the wound. After a few hours, Robert saw this flash of light, it was a car's light. Robert looked out of the window and spotted Phil. Phil gave Robert plane tickets and some cash.
Robert fled New York and went to California. Phil was about to be inducted as a Soldier for the family but unfortunately he got whacked for helping Robert flee.
Just a few scopes of his life.
Glancing out of the window, this young boy named Robert Vito Marchetti. Waiting there for the bus to arrive. He is living in a fucked up neighborhood at a small block in Brooklyn. Whenever Robert comes out and wants to play, he'll end up the one getting played. Either getting beaten or becoming the ball of the game.
One day, while Robert was getting played, there's this guy named Giuseppe who gave a cold expression towards the other kids. Giuseppe helped Robert get up and told him to follow. A couple of blocks away from the neighborhood, there was this bar, a small time bar which had about thirty people inside and some couple of kids at the same as Robert's age. Robert was then thought he was living in a fantasy. Even saw a guy placed money in another guy's pocket just because he was guarding the door. Robert thought to himself that he wanted to become a gangster.
After a few days, Robert began to go to the bar and hang out. He usually gets told by a few men to send out messages, buy cigars, move their cars and some other kind of shit they can think of. Robert made a couple of hundred bucks in a single day. Money wasn't a problem anymore. There was one time Robert got beaten by his father because he went home late. The day after, a guy named Jimmy asked Robert how he got the bruises and told him. When Robert went home, he looked at his father and his father got this bruises exactly the same as Robert's got. His father told Robert to move out of the house. Robert had a few cash to rent himself in an apartment. Robert began to learn earning daily for his basic necessaties.
Another fine morning when this guy, Tony, asked Robert to come with him and sell a few cigar boxes down at an alley. Tony and his men jacked a cargo full of shipped cigars. Of course, they sold it for cheap. Gaining a few grand out of the stolen cigar shipment, Robert got a cut for at least two grand. Everybody could live with that. A few moments later, cops rolled and all of them immediately busted out of the scene while Robert didn't. He didn't thought they were doing it illegaly and shit. A thirteen year old in a jail, seems ironic. After the next day, Robert was released because he was a minor and cops just had to get someone for information why Robert got involved. Jimmy took Robert out of the precinct. Jimmy only gave a cigar box to one cop and walked away. Well, that cigar box contained a few hundred dollar bills for a fucking bribe. Believe it or not, it's fascinating.
Robert made a friend named Phil, same age of his, they became partners. Of course, Phil was also a drop out because of this kind of life style. Same thing happening everyday, moving a few cars for a few dollars. Practicing how to smoke cigar or cigarette. Or even drinking a whiskey, they had to make silly faces because the fucking drink is too strong.
After a few more years, Robert learned about guns and shit. He had this .38 always in his waist. According to Phil, they can't do business without a piece. There was this one store, Phil had to beat the shit out of the owner because he was two days behind the deadline, of course, this store was extorted. The owner didn't have money to pay so after a few hours later, it was getting dark, Robert and Phil brought a molotov cocktail and burned the shit out of the store with the owner inside. Money was flowing everywhere. There was this one rule, never go to clubs. Everybody is like, who gives a shit? Let's go to the club. Every Friday, it's more like of a day off. Drinks here, drinks over there, girls here, girls over there. Everything is perfect, almost had all the fun that this world can offer. Then the day after, every thing's back to normal. Beating the shit out of people, bribing cops, mugging people and drinks, can never forget about drinks.
When Robert reached his eighteenth birthday, Giuseppe sent him a gift, his 1962 Lincoln Ford Convertible. It an old car but still a pretty good gift. Driving it around while girls looking at Robert, fascinated about the car. Another rule was to never be involved around drugs but Robert thought about it as who gives a shit rule. Robert poured out money and bought drugs. He was dealing drugs but he kept it in secret between him and himself. Robert gained money from drug dealing but he made too much connections making him too visible to cops.
After a few more years when Phil became a lead associate, everybody went nuts, everybody celebrated and everybody had a blast. Robert had to leave the party because of another drug deal. Phil suspected because Robert never left any party except of his. Phil followed Robert and he found out about Robert's secret business. When Robert gone back to the party, Phil walked in front of him and talked to him about this shit of his. They talked, they talked and they talked, doing it for like two and half hours. Robert said okay but he needed to sell the cocaine he just bought so that he could gain his money back and leave the business. Another guy, Mikey, listened to the conversation through a small opening of the room. Mikey immediately told Giuseppe about it.
After a few days, Robert finally sold his cocaine and became clean. He reaches for his .38 from the table and puts it in his waistline. As he comes out of the apartment, he saw his guy wearing a hat and a jacket. The stranger kept his hands in his pocket. Robert went downstairs and suspected about the guy. When he turned around, he noticed the guy pulling out a .22 revolver from his pocket and shot a few rounds. Of course, Robert evaded the couple of bullets but got hit on his shoulder. He pulled out his gun from his waistline. Robert realized it was a hit, he had a price on his head. While bleeding from his shoulder, he ran away from the apartment, leaving the paranoid hitman inside. Robert evaded the hit.
Robert asked for Phil's help. Phil told him to fuck off or he's going to kill Robert himself. Robert begged Phil. Phil released a sigh and told Robert to stay in a shack outside Brooklyn and he'll give Robert plane tickets to California. Robert immediately went outside of Phil's house to avoid being seen by anybody. He went to the shack Phil told about and stayed there for a while, treating his would very badly. Applying random alcoholic beverage directly to the wound. After a few hours, Robert saw this flash of light, it was a car's light. Robert looked out of the window and spotted Phil. Phil gave Robert plane tickets and some cash.
Robert fled New York and went to California. Phil was about to be inducted as a Soldier for the family but unfortunately he got whacked for helping Robert flee.
Just a few scopes of his life.
Last edited by Alex` on Wed Dec 19, 2012 4:06 am; edited 1 time in total
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Looks great, keep it up.
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Skin wrote:Gay.
What's that?
Alex`- Posts : 72
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Alex` wrote:Skin wrote:Gay.
What's that?
Skin wrote:Gay.
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Sammyboy wrote:Alex` wrote:Skin wrote:Gay.
What's that?Skin wrote:Gay.
Hmn.. speaking of faggots..
Alex`- Posts : 72
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Bet your wife will be called Lefty.
Heres your comment you homo.
Heres your comment you homo.
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Great story, ignore the haters
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Cloudy wrote:Great story, ignore the haters
Skin wrote:Gay
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
These people.. You've gotta be shittin' me.
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Dawn wrote:Gay.
Dawn.. I thought you were my friend ._. ...
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Gay! no one likes you! GEDDOUT!
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Here we go once again.
Popoy09 wrote:GAY!
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
MiKoy wrote:
GAYYYYYYYYYY
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Still better than twilight.
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
That does not say anything.Alex` wrote:Still better than twilight.
If I took a shit on my keyboard you'd get a better story out of it.
Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Rach wrote:That does not say anything.Alex` wrote:Still better than twilight.
If I took a shit on my keyboard you'd get a better story out of it.
Scroll down the first page honey.
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Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Alex` wrote:Scroll down the first page honey.
And what am I supposed to find there? A lot of people calling you/your story gay?
I was talking about Twilight btw.
Re: Robert "Lefty" Marchetti [Updated]
Alex` wrote:Still better than twilight.
So true.
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