This is me
тнє ℓιѕт ѕαуѕ:
Monomereís (but that's kind of a secret)
ι ρяєƒєя:
Marius DeSuza
ηυмвєя σƒ ¢αη∂ℓєѕ
Don't you know it's rude to ask someone their age? Fine. 25, but I'm not telling you if I'm lying or not.
ιƒ уσυ ℓσσк ∂σωη:
I'm definitely male
υммм ωєℓℓ...
Bi-sexual
ℓєт'ѕ ѕєє...:
A lot of people tell me I'm a flirt, and I guess it's true... Ah, who am I kidding? I know it's true! It's just so fun to be a flirt! And can I help that there are so many cute people around? And sure I act childish sometimes a lot of the time. Do you really have a problem with it?
At least that's what I would say to others. And while that's partly the truth, I also flirt because flirting (and having someone flirt with me) makes me feel better about myself. So yeah, I guess you could say I'm insecure, that I have self-esteem issues, you'll never find me admitting it to anyone other than my immediate family (a.k.a, my father) though.
Speaking of my father, I have a great relationship with him, although I'm not as socially awkward as him. Unlike him, I can easily go out and talk to people.
I'm really good at spotting people in love. Unfortunately, that often gets me in trouble because I will then go and flirt with the object of their affections. And then with them, especially if they're cute. In fact, I'll flirt with anyone who's cute. I've also been told that I come off as being 'full of myself' which really doesn't help.
Regardless of the fact that I seem to anger people easily, I don't like fighting. When in a situation where a fight seems imminent, my first reaction is to try and 'talk' my way out of it (okay, 'talk' usually means flirt, but) followed by fleeing, or trying to make something out of whatever's on hand that will help me escape. If all that fails, or if someone I care very deeply about is threatened, then, and only then, will I draw my weapon and fight.
ѕтσяу σƒ му ℓιƒє:
Well, to start off with, I'll just mention the fact that I was raised by my father. Of course, I knew that my mother had to exist out there somewhere, but she'd didn't really play a big role in raising me, other than the odd birthday present, (more than half of which were probably really from my father, but that's beside the point). Don't get me wrong though, despite the fact that my father is practically socially handicapped to a fault, he's still an amazing dad. He's a mechanic of sorts, and when I was old enough, I started helping him out in the shop. He taught me a lot too.
I think my dad's never really gotten over the fact that mom didn't play a big role in raising me (if she even played a role at all), and it's been really hard to watch him antagonize over whether or not she actually loved him, or still loves him. I mean, I'm sure that she at least loved him once, or else why would I exist, but then if she loved him, why did she leave, you know? I tried to convince myself that mom had reason for leaving, and that she did still care for us, but seeing the way my family acted (some of them even telling my father that he should get over mom and find a woman who will respect him), has made me wonder if she ever loved him. It's crossed my mind more than once that I may have been nothing more than a drunken mistake (of course, that brings up the question as to whether or not goddesses can get drunk, but you get my point). Thoughts like those certainly didn't help my self-esteem.
Anyways. I had a pretty normal childhood, it's not like I was constantly attacked by monsters like some of the other kids at camp, in fact, there's been so few monster attacks that I didn't even feel the need to come to camp until recently when I ran into a satyr after work one day (I work as a bartender, just so you know) I kind of wish I had come earlier, there are so many amazing people here!
нσω ρяєтту؟
I stand at the decently tall height of 6' 0'' and I weigh a healthy 165 lbs. I work out some, so I have a a good body and some muscles, but I'm not overly muscular. I have what I guess you could call a 'chiseled' face, with dark brown eyes. I have short, messy black hair, and I like to keep myself well-shaven.
In general, I wear clothing that looks good on me, although black is a popular color (although that's mostly because it goes with everything). Of course, when I'm working with my father, I wouldn't wear any good clothing, instead I wear clothing that I can afford to get dirty. It's a good thing that I can make almost anything look good.
уσυя ∂єαтн:
When it comes down to it, I prefer to swing around a warhammer, that hides itself as a swiss army knife. When I pull out the different tools though, It changes into different tools. A homage to my father I guess?
My Family
тнє αℓιмιgнту ρσωєяƒυℓ σηє:
Aphrodite
тнє σтнєя σηє
My dad emotion_bigheart Best dad ever too in my opinion.
αηуσηє єℓѕє؟
Some Aunts and Uncles, but no full-blooded siblings.
My Things
му ραѕтιмєѕ:
tinkering, mixing drinks, Bonsai
♥ѕ н ι η у:
flirting, well-tailored suits, attractive people.
gяσѕѕ:
fighting, Valentines day, being alone.
∂ση'т ℓєт ιт ηєαя мє:
Ares (and by extension, his children), surgery, Being abandoned by my father
