Mars | Tuesday
He/Him
28
August 4th
Canalave City, Sinnoh
Bi / Demiro
POG Bank CEO
Underboss
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Martín del Mar
Del Mar, Martín
POSTED ON Jul 5, 2021 1:50:30 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","freiwant"] [attr="class","freiwant1"] [attr="class","freiwanttop"] [attr="class","freiwanttop1"]- □ x TELL ME, ATLAS, WHAT IS HEAVIER... [attr="class","freiwantimg"] [attr="class","freiwantinfo"] Name | Martín Marco Marzán | Alias | Martín del Mar | Pronouns | He / Him | Age | Twenty-six | Orientation | Bisexual / Demiro | Played By | Azul |
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[break][break] TW: Death[break][break] O’ Ares,[break] O’ Mars, [break] O’ Child of War,[break] Does every flower your hands touch die?[break] Does every seed you sow perish?[break] Do your ears bleed, does your head [break] Ache with the sound of war drums?[break]x[break][break] It was always the same nightmare. She called him; crying, begging for him to come home, saying someone was there. He ran, but the elevator didn’t work, and the farther he climbed up the stairs, the farther away he seemed to get from the penthouse. When he finally managed to climb up, the door was ajar, and every single time, what awaited him in what he had once considered his home was the remnants of a warzone. Broken glass. Broken furniture. Blood on the walls. She was there: pale, unmoving, and cold. Her Sylveon, beaten and bruised, laid by her side, nudging her and trying to wake her up. But, she didn’t. Natalia never woke up.[break][break]
[break][break] Even after almost two years, the nightmare still came almost every night. It wasn’t Natalia who haunted him, but his own guilt: she was gone, and she was gone because of him. Because of who he was. Because he had loved her. Because of the cursed blood running through his veins and the family he loathed. Because he should have known better. Because they had taken so much more from him before taking her – before taking them.[break][break] He had lost her forever, could never bring her back, but he could make them pay for everything they had ever done – even if it took him years to do as much. [break][break] It was soon after he lost her that he decided he would play their game: he would change his name so the questionably Marzán reputation wouldn’t get in his way, he would move to Hoenn, he would run their silly bank scheme, and he would make sure their offshore accounts got fat with the filthy wealth earned by all their crimes. And, eventually, when the time was right, he would come for them. Every single one. [break][break] And yet... was he really any different from his family now that he was acting just as they would like? [break][break] In the end, he would always be a Marzán. Why not embrace that? PHARAOH LEAP CREATES [googlefont=Pragati Narrow:400,700][googlefont=Inconsolata][googlefont=Quattrocento Sans:400,700] [newclass=.freiwant]padding:9px;border:solid 1px #191919;background-color:#282828;text-align:justify;width:430px; text-transform:none!important[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwant1]background-color:#222222;padding:15px;color:#999999;[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwanttop]background-color:#111111;color:#eeeeee;font:9px Inconsolata;letter-spacing:.3px;padding:15px;margin-bottom:5px;line-height:10px;letter-spacing:.5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwanttop1]color:#60495a;float:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwantimg]padding:6px;border:solid 1px #191919;background-color:#1e1e1e;height:86px;width:86px;float:left;[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwantimg img]height:86px;width:86px;[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwantinfo]background-color:#1e1e1e;padding: 10px;border:solid 1px #191919;margin-left:105px;height:70px;font:9px Quattrocento Sans;text-transform:none!important;margin-bottom:5px;line-height:14px; [/newclass] [newclass=.freiwantinfo b]color:#60495a;[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwantinfo table]margin:0px;[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwantmid]border:solid 1px #191919;padding:14px;background-color:#1e1e1e;font:12px Inconsolata;margin-bottom:5px;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwantmid b]font:bold 11px Quattrocento Sans;color:#60495a;padding-right:5px;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwantmid a]font:bold 11px Quattrocento Sans;color:#dddddd;padding-right:5px;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwantbot]border:solid 1px #191919;padding:24px;background-color:#1e1e1e;font:11px Inconsolata;letter-spacing:.3px; text-transform: none!important;[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwantbot b]font:bold 11px Quattrocento Sans;color:#60495a;[/newclass] [newclass=.freiwantbot a]font:bold 11px Quattrocento Sans;color:#eeeeee;[/newclass]
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