Nov 7, 2015 21:33:27 GMT
DEIMOS SAMAEL SALVADORE
GENDER: dude
AGE: twenty-three
D.O.B: 8th november
SEXUALITY: bisexual - fucks anything and everything
STATUS: dating
PLAY-BY: justin gaston
HEIGHT: 6ft1
HAIR: dark brown
EYES: bright green
"BEEN GROUNDED YOUR WHOLE LIFE"
TATTOOS: large dragon on his left hip
SCARS: many
DRINK: oh yes
SMOKE: pack a day
DRIVE: nope
GLASSES: nope
HOME: student accomdation
BORN AND RAISED: hickstead, england
"SO NOW YOU'RE RUNNING WILD"
extremely complicated to understand. contrasting sides to his personality. occasionally dangerous. short fuse - prone to 'flipping'. very clever. strategic. enjoys messing with the people. incredibly manipulative. sarcastic. can be down right nasty and despicable at these times. another side of him is cooler. calculating. icy. thinks things through. careful. distances himself from people. calculating. sociable during rare moments. actually quite funny. loyal to the bone with friends. trusts very very few people and likes even less. cool exterior. patient. will play the waiting game just to get revenge on someone. strong both physically and emotionally. not easy to wear down or insult as quite callous and uncaring. protective at times. expert at lying. brilliant poker face but is generally up front about his feelings toward people.
LIKES: sleeping in
, sex
, storms and rain
, alcohol
, quiet places
, trouble
, junk food
, being in control
, getting Lost
DISLIKES: being bored
, intimacy
, cats
, hot weather
, stand-offs
, vampire movies
, technology
, being forced
, family
STRENGTHS: intelligence
, observation
, ability to cut himself off
, acting skills
, guitar
WEAKNESSES: being transparent
, creativity
, acting before thinking - sometimes
, heartlessness
, crying girls
FEARS: loosing himself
, of becoming weak
. getting close to people
SECRETS: struggling to control himself and not become a 'monster'
, his past
LIKES: sleeping in
, sex
, storms and rain
, alcohol
, quiet places
, trouble
, junk food
, being in control
, getting Lost
DISLIKES: being bored
, intimacy
, cats
, hot weather
, stand-offs
, vampire movies
, technology
, being forced
, family
STRENGTHS: intelligence
, observation
, ability to cut himself off
, acting skills
, guitar
WEAKNESSES: being transparent
, creativity
, acting before thinking - sometimes
, heartlessness
, crying girls
FEARS: loosing himself
, of becoming weak
. getting close to people
SECRETS: struggling to control himself and not become a 'monster'
, his past
"PLAYIN' WITH THEM GOOD GIRLS, NO"
STATUS IN SOCIETY: lower class
OCCUPATION: engineering and drama student/part time mechanic
EXPERTISE: cars, guitar
WEALTH: pretty much nothing
PROUDEST MOMENT: he doesn't have one
MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT: he once called one of his teachers 'mum' by mistake as a kid, but we've all done that haven't we?
"THAT AIN'T YOUR STYLE. THINK YOUR HOT SHIT"
FATHER(S): nickolas aleron salvador - deceased
MOTHER(S): mary amanda salvador - deceased
STEP-PARENT(S): tahira saffi spencer (later salvador) - 52
OTHER HALF: dating Rhett David-John Signe - 27 - Heir, owns and manages small businesses
SIBLINGS: Carmen Andraste Salvadore - 26 - informant/nurse student
half brother - Braeden Slade Salvadore - 18 - student
half brother - corbin artemis salvador - 18 - student
half sister - amaia delano salvador-collins - 16 - student
CHILDREN: none
If you knew Deimos' past, it's easy to see how he became who he is. He never really stood a chance at life, not really. His mother died giving birth to him, and his family always blamed him. his brothers never said it, but his father did - a lot. Deimos was considered the trouble-marker of the family from the word go and it wasn't long before he was beginning to live up to that expectation - which of course, in the end only made things ten times worse.
The first moment Deimos realised how bad life was going to be for him, was the first time his father hit him. He was four years old, and he was already growing to think of his father as a bad guy; someone to run from, to hide from rather than run to. But one day, Deimos was let loose with a crayon, and unknown to him that what he was doing was bad, he ran the crayon along the length of one of the walls in his room, giggling and having fun for the first time in a long time. Until his father came in. As soon as he saw the mess Deimos had made, he shouted at him words that Deimos can never forget and backhanded him across the wall.
After that it was like a floodgate. Every little thing Deimos did wrong, even something as tiny as spilling milk he paid for it in blood and beatings. Most kids would grow up subdued, and he did in a way. At first he became the definition of invisible. He kept out of everyone's way, learning the true meaning of family - that it was an illusion, a lie. There was no family. His father bullied him, his brother and half siblings watched. They didn't join in, but they didn't help either. He had little interest in knowing his step mother, a vague impression of her in the background was all he got, and even less interest in knowing his half siblings who cared so little for him.
But the more subdued Deimos became, the worse his father got, until one day, the kid snapped and hit his father back. Instead of getting worse from his dad, his dad applauded him. Apparently that was what he wanted now, he wanted Deimos to grow up bloodthirsty and cold and heartless. And he did. He could never quite please his father, but he tried his damned hardest to be the best he could for his dad. Nothing was ever enough though, and bitterness accompanied Deimos like a companion. His only true companion. He grew up not knowing the true meaning of family, never knowing love or real friendship. Things where used and abused for convenience.
When he was into his teens he fast discovered alcohol, cigarettes, drugs and sex and that was it. He seduced women into sleeping with him then tossed them aside, using them, moving on, he got into fights with guys, boyfriends and exes and drunken idiots and friends and enemies...people he just wanted to pound on. He smoked whatever he wanted, he tried most of the drugs on the market before deciding he couldn't be bothered to waste his money on the high anymore and he left some of the party scene behind in favour of education. He was smart without even trying and did well, making it through to university with no problem and packing his bags the second he could. He left his family in the gutter, never looking back. When he was seventeen, his brother Braeden contacted him to let him know their father had died of an overdose. Deimos never even went to the funeral.
He calmed a little in uni, less of the booze, drugs and rock n' roll, wanting to at least graduate with decent grades, and he found himself a small group of friends he opened up to enough just for them to accept him, whilst still giving very little away. He didn't trust, he didn't talk much, he barely even liked the people he hung out with, but it was better than completely nothing. He had a few relationships but mostly he was such a bad flirt and cheated so easily girls didn't want relationships with him. He found out through curiosity that he enjoyed the company of guys as much as girls upon experimenting with a gay guy at the uni when they were seventeen and ever since he's had his fair share of both genders. He's not bothered to contact his family since and he has no idea with what he wants to do later in life but for now he's found steady ground and he's getting there.
MOTHER(S): mary amanda salvador - deceased
STEP-PARENT(S): tahira saffi spencer (later salvador) - 52
OTHER HALF: dating Rhett David-John Signe - 27 - Heir, owns and manages small businesses
SIBLINGS: Carmen Andraste Salvadore - 26 - informant/nurse student
half brother - Braeden Slade Salvadore - 18 - student
half brother - corbin artemis salvador - 18 - student
half sister - amaia delano salvador-collins - 16 - student
CHILDREN: none
If you knew Deimos' past, it's easy to see how he became who he is. He never really stood a chance at life, not really. His mother died giving birth to him, and his family always blamed him. his brothers never said it, but his father did - a lot. Deimos was considered the trouble-marker of the family from the word go and it wasn't long before he was beginning to live up to that expectation - which of course, in the end only made things ten times worse.
The first moment Deimos realised how bad life was going to be for him, was the first time his father hit him. He was four years old, and he was already growing to think of his father as a bad guy; someone to run from, to hide from rather than run to. But one day, Deimos was let loose with a crayon, and unknown to him that what he was doing was bad, he ran the crayon along the length of one of the walls in his room, giggling and having fun for the first time in a long time. Until his father came in. As soon as he saw the mess Deimos had made, he shouted at him words that Deimos can never forget and backhanded him across the wall.
After that it was like a floodgate. Every little thing Deimos did wrong, even something as tiny as spilling milk he paid for it in blood and beatings. Most kids would grow up subdued, and he did in a way. At first he became the definition of invisible. He kept out of everyone's way, learning the true meaning of family - that it was an illusion, a lie. There was no family. His father bullied him, his brother and half siblings watched. They didn't join in, but they didn't help either. He had little interest in knowing his step mother, a vague impression of her in the background was all he got, and even less interest in knowing his half siblings who cared so little for him.
But the more subdued Deimos became, the worse his father got, until one day, the kid snapped and hit his father back. Instead of getting worse from his dad, his dad applauded him. Apparently that was what he wanted now, he wanted Deimos to grow up bloodthirsty and cold and heartless. And he did. He could never quite please his father, but he tried his damned hardest to be the best he could for his dad. Nothing was ever enough though, and bitterness accompanied Deimos like a companion. His only true companion. He grew up not knowing the true meaning of family, never knowing love or real friendship. Things where used and abused for convenience.
When he was into his teens he fast discovered alcohol, cigarettes, drugs and sex and that was it. He seduced women into sleeping with him then tossed them aside, using them, moving on, he got into fights with guys, boyfriends and exes and drunken idiots and friends and enemies...people he just wanted to pound on. He smoked whatever he wanted, he tried most of the drugs on the market before deciding he couldn't be bothered to waste his money on the high anymore and he left some of the party scene behind in favour of education. He was smart without even trying and did well, making it through to university with no problem and packing his bags the second he could. He left his family in the gutter, never looking back. When he was seventeen, his brother Braeden contacted him to let him know their father had died of an overdose. Deimos never even went to the funeral.
He calmed a little in uni, less of the booze, drugs and rock n' roll, wanting to at least graduate with decent grades, and he found himself a small group of friends he opened up to enough just for them to accept him, whilst still giving very little away. He didn't trust, he didn't talk much, he barely even liked the people he hung out with, but it was better than completely nothing. He had a few relationships but mostly he was such a bad flirt and cheated so easily girls didn't want relationships with him. He found out through curiosity that he enjoyed the company of guys as much as girls upon experimenting with a gay guy at the uni when they were seventeen and ever since he's had his fair share of both genders. He's not bothered to contact his family since and he has no idea with what he wants to do later in life but for now he's found steady ground and he's getting there.
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