Thread: Different Characters, Different Ideas MxM

Marcus Davenport One of my few Dominant men and it takes an awesome idea to be inspired to play him. Time period can shift. Age 32 Height 6'2 Weight 210 lbs Build Medium, well muscled. HairEyes BlackBlack Job President of large corporation. Markings V shaped scar under left eye, large scar across chest, scar back of right knee. Personality Cold, Calulating, Manipulative, Controling, Dark, Ruthless, Overbearing, Giving, Demanding, Complex. History Tampering with the idea of a traditional vampire role for him. If you have a good idea we can run with it. Little is known about Marcus growing up. He's never really told anyone. No one knows about his parents, or if they are around, no one knows how he did in school, no one can remember if he ever went to college even though he has a degree framed on his wall. From the moment he graduated college his life seemed to have stopped. He didn't talk about anything from before that time. Never a good ol' day or a reason for the scar under his eye. Never an interesting story or amusing anecdote from his childhood. Most of his lovers were never even aware of this. The only one who knew Marcus before he became the high powered man of wealth he was now was Jairdan. Jairdan had come to him when he was still in college, still in the fighting rings making his money ten years ago. He remembered how Marcus got that scar, fighting for him. Marcus had claimed Jair as his prize after a particularly bloody and vicious fight with Jair's john. Jair had only been sixteen at the time. Marcus sort of saved him. Gave him a home, a safe place to live, someone who cared for him even if Marcus never smiled or said nice things. Jair was sheltered in Marcus' arms and protected. Marcus paid the bills and went to school, often working 80 or more hours on top of school work, rarely sleeping more than three hours and always exhausted but never showing it. He was an intern at a powerful company and working his way through the ranks as he worked at his college degree and it taught him more about business. The fighting came after that, to subsidize paying for his own place and for all the extras in his life, as well as good medical insurance. Once he graduated college he left behind the fighting rings. Marcus paid for everything Jair wanted and needed. Jair cared for him deeply because of that. He even got himself through college on the others dime. Marcus didn't seem to mind at all and was pleased that he was helping Jair become the person he always wanted to be, that he got him out of the slums and that horrible situation. That was the sweetness to Marcus that no one in his business practices saw. If you could call it sweetness. Marcus rarely showed more than a kind touch, never said words of endearment, and Jair only recalled a few times in his many years with him seeing a smile. Marcus was a cold man, giving and doting in his weird way, but cold. Jairdan left Marcus when he moved. It broke the older man's heart but it was never shown. He left the one he loved so dearly go, seeing the signs that the young man was ready to move on without him. He had a new business to work with and was doing it perfectly well. He was starting to regret not really knowing how to cook which lead to a long list of places that delivered on his fridge along with menus tucked into one of the drawers of his kitchen table. His house was modest, not too big, perfect size for two people with a great yard, but it was just him. With his penchant for the darker things in bed he doesn't just go out and date. It wasn't his style anyway but one day he would find himself just the right little pet to make him feel at home again.