❝ If you're not even going to try to be perfect, then stop wasting my time. ❞
❝ MORE THAN JUST A NAME ❞
| Full name |
"It's kind of an intimidating name; deal with it." Margaret Josie Bennett
| Nickname |
"Do people even use nicknames anymore? It's not like we have two people with the same name anymore, with everyone dead." Until she was thrust upon royalty, Margaret was affectionately deemed 'Margie.' It wasn't until she was suddenly at the very top of aristocracy that people began calling her Margaret. Most don't call her Margie anymore, as if the name is beneath her status. But in private, Margaret wants desperately to be someone's Margie again. The only Margaret she's ever known was her grandmother, and she was a crazy old woman she hardly cared for.
| Age |
"Early twenties are supposed to be when you're having the time of your life, right?" Twenty-two years old
| Gender |
"Ouch, you can't tell?" Female
| Role |
"Well, I'm not one for titles..." The High King's Sister
[font=century gothic]❝ MORE THAN JUST A CHARACTER ❞
| Class |
Aristocrat
| Occupation |
"Oh, the joys of being around people all the time..." Socialite - though she often wishes she was of greater use. It gets boring, being around people so often.
| Personality |
"Who am I? What a question!" OCD? Not quite. Perfectionist? Definitely. When Marcus is your older brother, and the apple of your parents' eyes, you have to fight for attention in the family. She did so by striving for excellence. In time, everyone around her began to appreciate just how carefully she attended to the tiniest of details. She was the master of making things work, the master of stitching everything together into a masterpiece. It became a part of her, this meticulous planning, this critical eye she had developed. She strives to be the best in all that she does, even if she doesn't attract the public. She's quite fine with working in the background, as long as she's actually working; Margaret can't stand being idle, and feels that if she isn't working towards something, she's a useless human being, merely a human doll. She's very careful and cautious; not exactly paranoid, but she takes in every option and every possible outcome/consequence before making any major decision. She doesn't leave room for mistakes.
Margaret is extremely charming, with plenty of laughter and coy wittiness to her. She can keep a lively conversation going for hours, and is rarely boring; however, she is rather outspoken about her opinions, which does not help her in her relationships; she's far too opinionated for her own good. She's become quite vain after so many years of being considered efficient, proactive, and quite honestly, perfect. She thinks that, with her experience and capability, she knows best, and people oughtn't to fight back. After all, she is a Bennett, and a Bennett is always right. She has every bit of confidence in her abilities and what the outcome will be, but she is extremely insecure about everything else. Everything that is not under her control, she worries about excessively. She is, obviously, a control freak. Margaret isn't terrified of the unknown, but it does make her uncomfortable. She prides herself in being an intelligent, well-rounded young woman, independent, strong, and self-sufficient.
In her relationships, Margaret is quite the strange lady. Her power is so strange that some men are suspicious of her immediately, and she doesn't exactly blame them. She does, however, get extremely frustrated when being accused of something she hasn't done, and doesn't forgive them for such assumptions, either. She is not the initiator of relationships, and is often hostile to those who try. Despite how she acts, she gets fond of people easily, no matter how incompetent or useless she finds them to be. It's easy to think Margaret dislikes you; she's a charming woman with plenty of wit, but she is very critical and sarcastic. Most people think she hates them. But as soon as others make the first move, she continues to seek you out. Her treatment of others rarely change, but the fact that she talks to you shows her affections for you.
❝ MORE THAN JUST A STORY ❞
| Background |
"Oh, you want all the juicy details? Get ready and listen, then." The Bennett family has always been in the center of the spotlight. Marcus was the most natural basking in the attentino, Cyrus followed his parents and looked adorable, but Margaret always had trouble finding her place. She was neither the magnet of the public, and neither was she the adorable little toddler who beamed at everyone and looked fashionable 24/7. By the time of her birth, her parents had found a place for Marcus and Cyrus, and couldn't seem to find a place for their youngest. At first, Margaret tried very hard to be like Cyrus. She dressed up stylishly, smiled for the cameras, and charmed the pants off of people. She learned from Marcus quite well. However, she didn't have the dynamic, commanding presence that Marcus had, so she tried going after Cyrus. But the few years she had spent chasing after Marcus's place had rendered her incapable of being such an 'accessory.' She was decidedly lost.
Thus, she began to actually work. She started following her father to work when she was fifteen, and began stating her ideas, helping her father out, and running a small little business of her own; she would become a little helper to whoever paid $12 an hour. By then, she had established a very admirable reputation of getting a job done with an 'above and beyond' quality. She was a hard worker, everyone told her father. Finally, she had his attention. He was impressed with her abilities, but never did anything to act on it. Still, she never gave up. She kept on working hard and perfecting every skill of hers, taking on new ones when she could and polishing them daily. She wanted to master everything, for the sake of mastering everything. Perfection, by then, was almost an obsession.
The nuclear war changed all of that. The only competition left was worthless; her brothers were already so decidedly individuals with their own talents and flaws that she found no point in competing with them. It wasn't their fault they couldn't perfect every detail like she did; it was who they were. The people left were so limited that she found herself unwilling to compete for first place any longer. So she let this fierce competitive nature of hers go, and instead focused on bettering herself and her abilities. She adjusted to the way of life now, referring to her brother as The High King, being, virtually, a princess... It was all new, but she had to live with it.
Margaret had a healthy amount of friends, but considered them mere acquaintances. In fact, most of her life was spent alone, by herself. She was close enough with her brothers, but the time she had to herself was spent on herself, on sharpening her skills. This left little room for social buzzing, though she was capable enough and experienced enough due to the attention her family received. The private school she attended was constantly praising her for her intelligence, and she relished in it. Finally, someone was complimenting her. Margaret loved school because of this. She worked hard and decided against graduating early like Cyrus. She stayed and took college courses here and there, sometimes dedicating a period to an online class. By the time she enrolled in Yale, she was technically a junior in college. She graduated quickly then, with a degree in Economics.
After the nuclear war started, and before everyone was dead, Margaret looked at her friend's boyfriend and smiled at him as a greeting. Suddenly, he was trying to kiss her, grabbing her in strange places, professing something of love and even quoting some of Shakespeare's worst sonnets. She was shocked and began to slap him repeatedly, trying to knock some sense into him. But nothing was working, and by the time her friend walked in, one of her closest at the time, he was beginning to sing to her. Oh God, sing to her. Their friendship didn't last after that, and for awhile, men were following Margaret in a very, very long line. It shortened once they all died, but Margaret was traumatized. She swore off love, saying if that was the way they were going to act like when they were in love, she didn't want them at all.
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