Name: Marcus Anthony Dorofeyev
Date of Birth: 9th of May.
Place of Birth: Chicago.
Age: 26
Occupation: His father funds him, and quite substantially.
Playby: Josh Beech
Height: "Tall." 6’0.
Weight: "Enough." 170ibs
Hair Color: "Dark."
Eye Color: "Brown."
Turn ons: “Younger than me. Blonde, maybe? If she has money, that’ll be good, because I do too- I don’t really want anyone who’ll be… in awe over it. Tall, but not too tall. And a good figure.”
I want a silly little rich girl with more money than sense. Someone who's daddy will hate the sight of me. Her initials should be I. B. B. and she needs to be blonde, skinny and have nice tits. To be honest, it doesn't matter who you give me. As soon as she knows I'm in town, she'll be back on her knees before her dear old daddy can whip his wallet out.
Turn offs: “Brunettes. They remind me of my mother. Poor. If she already has children. Overweight. Older than me. I’m shallow, I know.”
Not rich, not blonde, not dumb, not Isobel- but I'd still fuck whoever I got as long as they're attractive- possessive, doesn't know her place.
Fears: "Nothing."
Losing his money, losing his looks, people finding out who he really is.”
Goals: "I've come here for one reason. To get my Isobel back. That's my only goal. I just… love her, you know?"
He lies; he wants revenge on Isobel's father, and to knock Isobel up. He wants a son, and she's good breeding stock if nothing else. He also wants Isobel back, but it’s nothing to do with love.
What are your favorites?Book: "I don't fucking read." It’s actually ‘A Clockwork Orange’.
Movie: "Reservoir Dogs."
Color: "Red."
Tv Show: "Hannibal."
Flower: "Roses."
Music: "Whatever they're playing in clubs right now."
Food: "Caviar."
Dessert: "Champagne counts."
Pasttime/Hobby: "Sex."
Why are you using The Vow? "Because I want to get married oh so much.”
He’s just here to get Isobel back, come hell or high water.
Do you want children? "I want a son."
What is your secret? “I actually have feelings. Deep, meaningful feelings for Isobel. I never told her… And I regret it so much.”
Marcus is from a rather… nasty organized crime family. Of course, this is all so secret that he’s not mentioning it at all.
Personality: Given everything he wanted from a very young age, Marcus grew up with a callous disregard for all authority and a lack of all empathy. He’s very, very clever, and uses that to his advantage, happily manipulating others. Of course, on that side he had it easy- he’s naturally charming, and his good looks and charisma provide an elaborate shell that hides his true intentions and nature. He lies near-constantly, and enjoys doing so. He’s always sought thrills, and as he’s grown older they’ve become more intense. He was vaguely content with rollercoasters, but he soon moved on to hunting, and will spend intense amounts of money following that hobby.
He is incredibly promiscuous, and only uses contraception purely because he’d rather not get diseases. He also views people as objects, something most visible when he’s in a relationship- although, if he is in a relationship, it’s generally supplemented heavily until he gets bored. He also has issues managing his more negative emotions- behind closed doors, he probably has the capacity for violence when things don’t go his way. There’s a reason that he has no pets, and no close friends, after all. However, he finds women easy to come by. He’s got money and a pretty face, and he’s damn sure that’s all they want.
Background: Marcus is the second son of an italian-russian conglomerate that specialize in guns, curbstomping and intimidation. As a child, he was difficult, forever sending nannies running for the hills. His pets always mysteriously ended up dead, but his father wasn’t around and his mother was weak-willed. However, as he grew into his teens he took advantage of his newfound freedom. He spent his nights partying hard, and his days in bed. He barely tried in school, but was able to get whatever grades he wanted with a few fake tears and lies.
When he met Isobel, the attraction was immediate- or so he said. Really, she was just another airhead, but a rich airhead, and his potential meal ticket for life. That all got messed up when, at a family get-together, she walked in on a particularly violent spat between some of his many relations. Things got tense, and bam. Isobel just happened to witness one of them get shot. Of course, she wouldn’t stop telling people, and as many times as she was told to be quiet… it didn’t work. And then her father sent her away. He should have known that Marcus’ family connections have way more sources of information than people realise.
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Your name, alias: Saylor.
Your age: 19.