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|Full Name|
Marius Robert Damron
|Nickname|
His sister and his girlfriend often call him Mari, mostly to tease him, but usually people call him Marius
|Gender|
Male
|Age|
20
|Ethnicity/Race|
British
|Sexual Orientation|
He believes he is heterosexual, but may be bisexual
|Current Occupation|
Wildlife Rehabilitator
{"I've been told I'm not that bad to look at..."}
Golden blonde
|Eye Color|
Bright blue
|Height|
6'
|Weight|
160lbs
|Tattoos|
None
|Piercings|
None
|Scars|
A few small, superficial ones
|Description|
Marius has golden blonde hair that he always leaves in a messy sort of style, that always seems to work itself out. His eyes are the exact same shade as his sister's- an enticing, sky blue. His skin is a light ivory, with just a touch of tan to it. If you look, he has just the faintest spattering of freckles on his cheeks.
As far as his body goes, he certainly doesn't look like someone to be messed with. He has a good amount of muscle on him, and he tends to tower over others with his six-foot-tall frame.
{"Everybody has a dark side."}
|Personality|
{Easygoing, Protective, Strong-willed, Loving, Broken}
In general, Marius tends to be a pretty easy guy to get along with. He's outgoing, friendly, and quick to smile. He is unaffected by crowds of people, and seems to give off a glow of confidence. He's easy to talk to, and people seem to gravitate towards him. Nothing really seems to get to him. But while he makes friends very easy, trusting them is a whole different story. He is very hesitant to let anyone in. If he feels someone getting too close, he'll almost immediately push them away harshly. He generally avoids any personal questions, and even though he seems very open with people really nobody knows very much about him. Even his girlfriend and Axel don't know everything about him. He keeps everyone at arms length and if they try to get closer to him, he'll just drop them abruptly and move on like it meant nothing to him. He just can't afford losing someone he loves all over again.
Even though he is very distant with his friends, that doesn't mean he isn't still a great friend. He loves being outdoors, having fun, and messing with his friends. He's loyal, and fun to be around. Even if he isn't that attached to them. To keep them from getting too close, every now and then he'll blow them off or snap at them. But it's just to keep them from getting too close, and seeing the real him.
The only people that he actually trusts are Charlotte, Axel, and his girlfriend. In that order. Only his sister knows his whole past, though. Axel and his girlfriend know that his parents are dead, but they don't know what happened or what they were like. Even though he wouldn't admit it, it would kill him to lose Axel. He's built his life around being able to drop anyone that is close to him, other than Lottie. When she almost died, he vowed to keep her safe no matter what. He couldn't afford to be distracted and leave her on her own again- he grew somewhat distant to his parents and her when he was younger, and his parents died. Lottie almost did too. he can't go through that again. He is wildly protective of her, and he's beginning to become quite protective of Axel aswell. He makes a point to be a big part of Lottie's life, meeting and monitoring all of her friends and not tolerating anyone so much as looking at her the wrong way. He made it clear that she was not to be messed with when, after they had only been at Focal Point for a week, he gave someone a black eye because they grabbed her butt in the hall. And as Axel goes through tough times with his brother, he has to keep himself from beating him whenever Pastel says something mean to or about Axel. He misses his parents every day, and fears that he won't ever be the man that his father wanted him to be.
|Habits & Oddities|
-Whenever a stranger approaches someone he cares about while he is standing there, he will always take just the slightest step in front of them
-He bites his nails
-He is colourblind- he can't see the colour orange. Instead he sees various shades of yellow
|Hobbies|
-Helping animals
-Reading
-Writing
-Tagging along with his sister to the horseback riding farm she works at
▲Lottie and Axel
▲Animals
▲Having fun
▲Making his loved ones smile
▲His dog
▼Being pushed around
▼Seeing his loved ones upset
▼Anyone coming too close to Lottie
▼Cats
▼Rude people
{"Why do you want to know?"}
|Skills(S)/Talents(T)|
- He has one mean death glare, that can shut anybody up (S)
- He is good at pretty much every sport (T)
- He can be very convincing (S)
- He is very good at picking up on people's motives (T)
- He is very overprotective (F)
- He is blind to any of his loved ones' flaws (W)
- He can't stand to see his loved ones upset (W)
- He can be very cold to people who try to get close to him (F)
|Secrets|
-He's afraid of cats
-He knows his girlfriend is cheating on him, but can't bring himself to dump her
-If he lost Lottie, he would probably go crazy. She's the last of his old life that he tries so hard to cling to
|Fears/Phobias|
-Cats
-Losing Lottie and Axel
-They he'll push everyone away, and be left alone with nobody
{"All of my dirty secrets..."}
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|History|
|Place Of Origin|
|Birth Date|
|History|
Marius Robert Damron was born in a wealthy British town. Her father was a wealthy, yet down to earth man from a very wealthy family. Her mother was one of the most well-known ballerinas in the nation. They were madly in love when they married, and had soon after Marius. Their love never faded in the slightest. They raised their children right, and did their best to expose them to other social classes at their equals, sure to stress that they were not above anybody. This gave both of their children a sense of humility. They also grew up next to an equestrian farm. Even as a child, Charlotte would go over and interact with the horses as much as she could. She always seemed to have a way with them. Marius would often tag along, mostly to make sure she was safe. Although he could barely watch as she would fly by on a beast that could easily break her spine with little to no effort. By the time she was eight, she was part of their elite riding team. Her and Marius had grown quite close to the woman who ran the farm, who had taken a real liking to Lottie and Marius. Whenever they were upset or needed to talk, they would go to her. She was always like a second mother to them.
Their house was always so full of love. Sure, Marius an Lottie would play fight and argue like siblings and sometimes their parents would get frustrated but they did an amazing job raising their children. Sure, they were privileged but those kids had to work. If they wanted something, they had to earn it. But you would never find a family that was so close knit and loving. They couldn't see it at the time, but Marius and Lottie pretty much had a dream life. They had everything going to them.
One day, Marius and Lottie had a little squabble over something stupid, and even though she had an important riding competition, he refused to go. He let her go alone, and regretted it almost immediately. He was her number one fan, and was there for all of her competitions. It hadn't even been half an hour before a policeman showed up at his door. He told Marius there had been an accident, and it was as though the wind had been knocked out of him. He couldn't breathe. His vision was blurry. his fingers were numb. He just caught little bits of what the man said. "... died on impact." No, no, no... ".... felt no pain." This has to be a mistake!!! "... sister is in the hospital. She's injured very badly, and they aren't sure if she is going to make it through the night.' His heart leaped.
"Lottie?! Lottie is alive?! I-I have to go! I have to see her!! This is all my fault!!" Marius was a blubbering mess, and demanded to see his sister. He couldn't breathe until he had seen her. She was alive. Even if it was just for now, that was all that mattered. When he saw her, is heart sank. She had tubes sticking out of her left and right, bandages covered most of her body, and it even looked like she was bleeding through the ones on her ribs. The heart monitor bleeped in a rough, uneven pattern. She was limp and pale. If he didn't hear that beeping, he would've thought she was dead. He held onto her hand, his whole body shaking, and wept. "Mum and Dad are dead. Please, please, I can't lose you too. I love you, Lottie. I love you so much." He whispered, clutching her cold hand. The worst part? He hadn't even told her that he loved her before she left. If she died, her last memory of him would be of the fight.
He stayed by her side for weeks, and she didn't move. She was in a coma, but she appeared to be healing. The doctors said that it was a miracle that she survived the night, but not to get her hopes up. Even if she did survive, they didn't know how many permanent injuries she would have. But she made it. She survived, and the only permanent damage she had were the scars that covered her ribcage. But Marius didn't care- she was alive and that was all that mattered.
As soon as Lottie was well enough to leave to hospital (which was months later), they were shipped off to the U.S. to live with their aunt. Their aunt was a bitter woman, who hated them due to her deep-seeded jealousy of her successful sister. Marius had grown wildly protective of Lottie, and wouldn't even let them be alone in the same room together. After they had been in the Focal Point Island schools for a week, Marius had already given someone a black eye for grabbing Lottie's butt in the hallway. He would've done much worse to him, had Lottie not stopped him. And it didn't help that their aunt was constantly being cruel to the both of them, poking fun at him and saying that Lottie was just as brainless as her mother. That got him really mad, but he forced himself to refrain from hitting her or anything. As soon as he turned eighteen, he gained custody of Lottie and moved out with her. They've been living together ever since.
|Relationship Status|
Taken
|Family Tree|
Father
Oliver Damron | Deceased
Mother
Eleanor Damron | Deceased
Sister
Charlotte Damron | Living
Other:
Bear, his German Shepard
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