Name: Marlo Mayer
Age: 17
Sexuality: Bisexual
Height: 5'7
Clothing: Usually either in jeans or darker pants with a simple shirt or jacket on top.
Appearance: Shorter, curly/wavy brown hair, and tanned skin. Hazel eyes and freckles across her nose and cheeks. Darker brows and long lashes. She's always been leaner and smaller figured compared to others. https://www.instagram.com/p/BR6cjQQBHSt/
Personality: Can be sarcastic and hostile at first, but she's humorous, a bit reckless, adventurous, and will stand up for anything she believes in.
Backstory: Marlo's family is a mix of German and African American/Hispanic. Her parents know Hitler and are higher on a social status. She has always been raised to believe that Hitler's ideas are right, but when she was younger, she started a protest called the White Rose. (It was actually a thing, look it up xD) Her parents had found out and haven't let her out of the house a lot since then.
Strength in the competition: Wits and running.
Quirks: Always fidgeting with something since she has ADHD. (Her parents never told anyone because they might see it as a "defect") Loves reading about the past.
Dream: Wants to make a difference and see the truth of things.
Why they're in the competition: Her parents want her to meet Hitler, but she wants to put an end to his dictatorship.
Opinion towards Hitler: She has always been forced into thinking he was great, but she disagrees with his ideas.
Race: German/Hispanic/African American
Religion: Christianity.
( are we bringing this back to life?)
( I hope we are. It's awesome.)
(Where should Marlo pop in?)
(oki den, can I do my character later?)
( Is Marlo alright @Nerd?)
( Thanks! )
(Where should she be irp?)
Probably n the girl's building, wih Marya
(I'm binging a show, so sorry f I'm not on)
Marlo walked into a room that was labeled as the 'Girl's Building,' as she brushed dark curls out of her face. She adjusted the bag on her shoulder as she looked around, feeling out of place already. Almost everyone in the room was fair skinned, compared to her own tanned, cinnamon-colored tint. Marlo continued to walk towards a bunk, sub-consciously playing with the hem of her faded sweater.
The girl who had just walked in was unusual. Dark skin. Marya didn't know what favor the girl'd pulled to get into the Axis Victory Festival, but she was here nonetheless.
Marlo felt the stares, but ignored them, instead focusing on what was ahead of her. She bit her bottom lip and tilted her head upwards, her brother's words replaying in her mind. You look different, they won't accept that. Chin up, Mar. She finally made it towards her bunk, right next to a girl with dirty blond hair and penetrating brown eyes.
Everything had to be perfect for her to portray Asja. Even the smallest of events could change the odds. Marya smiled at the girl next to her, "My name's Asja, what's yours?"
(btw marya's wearing blue eye contacts)
You don't have to apologize :D
She set her bag down and looked over at the girl, brushing a curl away from her face.
". . .Marlo. Marlo Mayer." She answered, beginning to study the girl. Asja was a perfect representation of what Hilter wanted. Blond hair, blue eyes, light skin. Thank goodness Marlo's parents had a high status, or who knows where she would be right now.
"So, how'd you get in? High status, excessive training, or just through a competition?" Asja had been a blunt girl, straight to the point and extremely see-through. Marya was a complete opposite.
Marlo shrugged and sat down, continuing to watch the girl curiously. "I'm here now, that's all that matters. What about you, Asja?"
