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❝ɪꜰ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ɪᴛ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ɪᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ
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| ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ • Mark • Marky Mark • Bob __ You have to be really close to him • Layfield • Bob The Builder ᴀɢᴇ Twenty-one ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Male sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ Homosexual ʀᴀᴄɪᴀʟ ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ 50% African-American 25% Caucasian 25% Cherokee Indian ʏᴇᴀʀ Second | ʟɪᴋᴇs ✔ Astrology ✔ Plants ✔ Pizza ✔ Singing & Dancing ✔ Drama Club ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs ✘ Homophobic People ✘ Body Odor | Sweating ✘ Failing ✘ Being Excluded ✘ Extreme Violence ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇs ❤ Photography | Scrapbooking ❤ Listening To Music ❤ Mixing Chemicals __ Only does this to come up with new potions ❤ Tarot Card Readings ꜰᴇᴀʀs • His nightmares • Snakes | Spiders • Letting those to him down ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs After Raindale University, he is still uncertain on what he wants to do, honestly. It's all a bit of a toss up for him between teaching at Raindale or teaching at a some other academy in another country. Although with this, he wants to be a part time Alchemist for a company that needs his expertise, as well. |
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| ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ✧ ʙᴏʟᴅ ✧ ʀᴇsɪʟᴇɴᴛ ✧ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ✧ ʜᴜᴍᴏʀᴏᴜs ✦ ʙʟᴜɴᴛ ✦ ᴀʀʀᴏɢᴀɴᴛ ✦ ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ ✦ ᴄᴜɴɴɪɴɢ Marcus is the type of person that doesn't like to be down and out for far too long. If you knock him down once, he'll get right back up. Do it twice, he still gets back up. All in all, you cannot keep him for long amounts of time if you tried. He's also the type of person that will stand up for himself, which he has done so much already and he'll even stand up for others, too. Marcus isn't afraid to speak up when he knows for a fact that something or someone is wrong in general. A trait that has gotten him in a bit of trouble but he's not changing for anyone. He likes to joke and maybe even pull pranks on other people. But it's all to make others laugh and smile, nothing more or less. Marcus is not the type of person to hold back his words to anyone. It really does not matter to him who you are either. If he has something to say to you, he'll say it. Sure, he might've hurt some feelings and left a trail of other's emotions in the wake of his words but he doesn't dwell on that feeling for too long. He's also a lurker as he'll lurk in the background for a moment and plot or plan his next move. Marcus likes to strike towards others at the exact right time and moment. When something he plots falls into place, he is satisfied but if not, he won't bother trying again but will move on to his next target. Well, if he has one at the time. ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ Marcus was born in Albuquerque, New Mexico whenever his mother and father were on a trip down there. He was born two weeks premature and there were no complications to his birth. He cannot remember much about his birth, obviously but knew when his life did start becoming a little bit better. He was six or so whenever he saw his father working in his laboratory. Little Marcus was intrigued and wanted to learn so, his father does teach him and Marcus was down there every day until he caused a little accident. His father banned him from stepping another foot into his lab from that point on but they still had a likable bond with each other. Unbeknownst to him what or who his father really was. They eventually broke the news to him days before his tenth birthday about his father and he was shocked, confused and surprised. He honestly thought that it was really awesome news to hear. They also told him about his Indian heritage and how his great grandmother was a psychic and how it skipped many generations until he was born. That confused him even more but he just rolled with it. Growing up since hearing those infamous words though was very, very hard for him. Marcus had to hide the news from friends and other family members and when he was about to burst, his parents kept him locked inside and homeschooled him. Yes, there was some magic involved but not too much. Since then, he had wanted to go to a school that was acceptable to people like him. After a thorough search, they found Raindale University and Marcus did not hesitate to pack his bags, say goodbye to his parents and drove to the school. Not long until he made friends, enjoying every single one of them and their presence. His first year went by too fast as he likes to tell it but so ready for his second year and hopes it doesn't go by with a breeze. Plus, he's looking forward to seeing his friends again and perhaps, maybe even meet that special someone this year. | ᴄʟᴀssᴇs ❖ Divination ❖ Potions ❖ Alchemy ❖ Astral Projection ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠɪᴛɪᴇs ❖ Choir ❖ Theater ❖ Photography ❖ Student Newspaper sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟɪᴢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ❖ Potions & Alchemy Marcus specializes in this specifically for varied reasons. He likes to come up with new chemical ideas that he can mix together to come up with potions that he can use or see if it's effective. So far, he has created only two successful potions and is currently working on another one. He has had many unsuccessful attempts and even blew up his room because of one but he doesn't talk much about those attempts. sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs ❖ Creative | He's not just creative at being a warlock but is also creative at writing poetry and other things. ❖ Intelligence | Yes, he is smart but he's also intelligent when it comes to making quick and snap decisions. He can think on his feet without giving it a second thought. ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs ❖ Rules | He follows the rules to a fault, always looking for a loophole or so through them and eventually breaking them. He's done so at least twice now so, he's basically on his last strike. ❖ Loud Noises | Marcus needs absolute little to no noises if possible. He needs to be able to concentration whenever he's studying the stars above, mixing chemicals or doing some tarot reading. ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ  Marcus got his German Shepard when he had turned ten years of age. He had pleaded and pleaded to his parents why he should have a dog and eventually, they surprised him with one of his birthdays. Marcus was happy, relieved and grew a tight bond with Maxwell really, really quickly. His parents helped him with the contract, a bit misunderstood but he just went along with it. Since then, Maxwell only suffered one close call after being run over by a vehicle. |
