torresxmateo

[torresxmateo]

Mateo doesn't care for violence, he doesn't love it, in fact blood makes him squirm, and he can't take look at it too long or in large quantities. Yet sometimes he still found himself down in the Fight Club. It wasn't the most entertaining thing in the world, but the crowds it brought in could be fun. Tonight though, the one fighter he spotted was......he was incredibly pretty, and tall. He wanted to get closwer, drawn to him. He winced when he saw one of the final punches get thrown that connected with his nose, the blood, but also the way that his shorts clung to his thighs, the way he left the ring. Somehow he ended up closer to him. So close their shoulders bump.

"Body parts eh? I'm pretty covered up right now for that though." He watches as he rubs the towel over his face, the way his arms and chest move. Doll? He blushes, he was being flirted with. "Uhhh Mateo, Mateo yeah, and I'm...." He blanks as he watches the towel go over his shoulder. "I'm with the Neon Drifters too, I'm one of their racers."

@torresxmateo -- fight club

The fist that hits Jesse's nose almost breaks it. Pain echoes through his body as blood shoots out of it. He stumbles backwards, but is back and stable within seconds. A perfectly calculated punch is thrown back. Bells ring, someone pats his shoulder. Great fight. Good fight. Two voices mumble. He's feeling a bit dizzy when he steps out of the ring, his shorts clinging to his thighs from the sweat he's shed. A black eye is forming on the right side of his face. His lip is split up, bleeding. When he turns his head to watch the ring girl wave at him, his shoulder hits someone else. Jesse turns around, his eyebrows furrowed, an amused expression settling on his lips.

"I only sign body parts, no paper, if that's what you're here for." Jesse winks at him, before he rubs his towel across his face. He looks badly fucked up -- but at least he's still standing. He sniffs, while his face is hidden -- a human. "What's your name, doll?" Jesse throws the towel over his shoulder, "What'cha doing here all alone?"

[torresxmateo]

HEY, i think i just saw MATEO TORRES walking down the strip. stop by to catch up and you’ll learn the THIRTY-THREE YEAR OLD is working as a/an RACER FOR THE NEON DRIFTERS & MASSAGE THERAPIST AT OCEAN DAY SPA and lives in CACTUS RIDGE TRAILER PARK. given they are UPBEAT but NAIVE, it’s likely that they ARE NOT a vampire. on the flipside, rumor has it that HE’S FLED TO LAS VEGAS TO START OVER AFTER BEING IN AN INCIDENT THAT CAUSED THE DEATH OF HIS BROTHER and it keeps them looking over their shoulder (remove this sentence if you are going to be applying for a clean citizen or socialite only). i bet you can find them tearing up the dance floor to MR. BLUE SKY BY ELECTRIC LIGHT ORCHESTRA and you’ll know why they’re called THE GOLDEN RETRIEVER.  ☾ .⭒˚taylor zakhar perez. cisman + he/him/his. bisexual + taurus. ( devin, 27, he/him/his, est )

GUILE. 2 OUT OF 5?

INTELLECT. 3 OUT OF 5?

HAND-TO-HAND COMBAT. 4 OUT OF 5?

PRECISION AND ACCURACY. 5 OUT OF 5?

SCARE METER. 2 OUT OF 5?

Tw: Mentions of Death

Mateo and his older twin brother, Marco came from a not well off but happy family. They were both thrill seekers, and were constantly getting into trouble. They were often let off because they were also well known around town for how helpful they could be. Walking old ladies and their groceries home, fixing people’s cars and mowing their lawns at cheaper prices than what the professionals were offering. 

Most of the thrills they sought really only put themselves in harm’s way, except when it came to racing, though they had never actually got into an accident doing that. Their mother swore up and down that it was going to get them killed. 

They were close, they were friendly, Mateo being the friendlier one. He always wore a smile, always had a helping hand ready, and was always there for anyone who needed it. 

In their get rich quick scheme, it was typically Marco was the planner and Mateo was the doer. It always worked that way. Mateo was the better driver, he had the more accurate hand, the quicker reflexes. Marco was just smarter in every way, and Mateo was always awe inspired. 

When they were about 22, they decided to go cliff diving for, once again, the thrills. Mateo went and everything was fine. Marco misjudged and hit the rocks. He didn’t survive. That moment changed his whole life. 

Being home left Mateo with a deep, deep sadness. Everywhere he saw his brother. So eventually he packed up and moved to Vegas. Getting a place in the trailer park, he soon fell into his old habits. He found community that way, and eventually his skills behind the wells caught the eyes of The Neon Drifters. 

Now he’s a racer with them, and he found that spark that he had lost.

BASICS.

name — Mateo Torres

nick names — tbd

titles & alias’ — The Golden Retriever

gender — Cisman

pronouns — He/Him/His

romantic & sexual orientation — Biromantic & Bisexual 

birthday —  May 5th, 

age — 33

place of birth — Los Angeles, California

current residence — Las Vega, Nevada

PERSONALITY.

positive traits — Upbeat, Bouncy, Outgoing, Confident, Head Strong, Reliable, and Loyal

negative traits —  Naive, Overly Trusting, Impulsive, Risk Taker

likes  —  fast cars, food, his bed, his friends and family

dislikes  — bullies, snitches, people who ruin the good vibes

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE.

eye color — brown

hair color — brown

hair style — worn short, can get curly

complexion — deep

build — athletic, close to a swimmers build

height — 6’2

clothing — usually wears; shorts or jeans, tank tops, mesh shirts loose and fun.

accessories & jewelry — tbd

faceclaim — Taylor Zakhar Perez