Marisol Manning (nee Dunn-Vega) (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _marisol) wrote,@ 2020-09-12 14:15:00 |
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Player Name: Laurel / L
Character Name: Marisol Manning (nee Dunn-Vega)
PB: Lorenza Izzo
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Marital Status: Newly divorced and figuring it out
Connections In-Game: None (as of yet!)
History:
Marisol's childhood and upbringing was perfectly and utterly average, or at least that's what she would say and plainly leave her life before the age of eighteen mostly veiled until it was absolutely necessary to get into the nitty-gritty details. She was the second eldest of five siblings. Her parents had a family business that often filtered into their "family" time - an issue when the home doubled as their place of business - but there was no need to really get into that... Either way, Marisol didn't have time for messing about. She was left to make good grades and watch over the younger siblings. And it turned out to be excellent practice for her.
She married fresh out of college, wanting to pursue more education but Graham, her husband's bright career seemed to trump her own wants and dreams. Besides, they had the beautiful wedding and honeymoon that surpassed what a patchwork Pinterest vision could even attempt to begin describing. From the outside, it seemed as though her life was going to be charmed, especially when her husband assisted in fulfilling her biggest dream. Marisol soon became a mom to two wonderful, active and precocious children - Zachary (5) and Beatrice (3). The four of them were supposed to be perfect, just as she had pictured them, even before she had seen their little faces or held their tiny hands.
Perfection, however, isn't all that its cracked up to be. Graham worked a lot. Travelled a lot. As far as Mari knew, there was no infidelity or other questionable behaviors. He just... wasn't there. Not for the soccer games or dance recitals. Not to pick them up from daycare - couldn't even tell her who their best friend was or their favorite color. But he was there after two weeks away with another toy or game. Made her feel like she was the awful one for asking him to make time for them. To ask for a job that maybe didn't require so much travelling. Something. Anything in good faith to try and be there more often.
Voices would get raised. Accusations would be thrown from both sides. It wasn't nice or pleasant. He'd shoot barbed looks over his shoulder and patted his children's backs asking if Mommy had startled them awake.
Irreconcilable differences. That's what they called it on the divorce papers.
And with her kids, she was looking to start her life again.
Links:
IC Contact Post
OOC Contact Post
Extended Bio
Anything else we should know:
None that I can think of but you're more than welcome to ask!