MARROQUÍN, Javier

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JAVIER MARROQUÍN

VITAL STATS

FULL NAME: Javier Marroquín
ALIAS: Javi
BIRTHDAY: April 2nd
AGE: 36 (Future Age)
GENDER: Male
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
BLOOD STATUS: Halfblood
OCCUPATION: What is their job? If a student, please put house/year
POWER: N/A
PLAYBY: Oscar Isaac

THE CHARACTER

Javier Marroquín. You either love him, willing to travel to the ends of the earth for him, or despise him with ever fiber of your being. But Javi can't help it. He's unapologetically Javi. It wasn't always like that. Growing up, Javier had a troubled childhood. His father left early in his life. A classic story, as Javi tells it. He literally went to go get some milk, and never came back. No punchline to that. Abandoned his mother, and his younger sister. Javier still hasn't addressed it internally. There's a level of rage that ebbs and flows with time, but never quite recedes, nor progresses to a point of no return.

Javi watched his mom work a ridiculous amount of jobs to try and make ends meet. Leaving the house before the sun rose, and coming back after it set. 365 days a year. The previously young, pretty, vivacious woman beginning to look haggard and sullen in only her mid 20s. Javi wanted to help. He did. He just didn't know how. He didn't know how to ease his mothers burdens. Until the environment he was brought up in made its move.

He stole. Whatever he could. He understood even at a young age that things had value. And he could make money selling what wasn't his. He would shoplift, commit petty thievery, whatever it took. His favorite was finding his way into old folks' homes. Usually by way of cutting grass, and then being invited in for water or some such beverage. And when their backs were turned.. poof. Their jewelry was gone. Javi was good like that. Until he wasn't.

Eventually his luck ran out, because his mom found out what he was up to. And he got in trouble - BIG trouble. He had never seen his mother cry like that. Never before, and never since. He didn't know what he was doing wrong. He was only 10. But the last time his mother even cried remotely similarly to that was when his dad left. Was he as bad as his father? Was he worse?

Ilvermorny saved him, in a way. He had no intention of stopping, to help support his mother. But it's hard to get into the kind of trouble he was used to getting in when he's surrounded by magical elements. But it didn't solve the underlying problems back home. He needed a solution. Potioneer? Auror? He remembers being near the pitch as the quidditch teams were practicing one day. It clicked. Something he could control. Something that paid in the professional world. Quidditch. He could save his entire family.

And so quidditch he did. Not of a fervor that came with a love of the game, rather a love of his mother and sister. He believed it put him in a league above. He simply wanted to succeed more than anyone else on a broom. Simple as that. And so he did. His house, Thunderbird, won the house cup every year he played. 5 years. In no small part to his actions. And when he graduated, he got the big break he had been so desperately seeking. Appleby wanted him. And Appleby got him.

The money was huge. And immediately life changing. He remembered calling his mother with the news. She wept again. This time of much better circumstances. He was a hero. The good guy, finally. And not the little kid thief. He was redeemed in the eyes of the only ones that mattered. Mom, and sis.

But the money acting as a savior had an unintended side effect. More of it was good, right? Absolutely. More money, less problems. How did he get more money? More fame. Better play. Along came attention. The best kind. Sure, some criticisms too. But he had lustful eyes upon him now. Women of every walk of life. More money. More fame. More everything. He EARNED his sumptuous lifestyle. He earned it. Until it almost came crashing down in one fell swoop.

Five years ago, Javi was intimate with a celebrity. Very high profile figure. And she became pregnant. He..failed. Fate tested him, and he did not pass. His rejection of the child came with heavy amounts of scrutiny. It couldn't be his.. right? Well, it could've but it wasn't. There was no way. Everything he knew would be turned upside down. Javi drew the ire of many. His publicist eventually convinced him to take a paternity test - if he was the father, he would perform his fatherly duties. Otherwise.. he may achieve some alleviation from the public eye.

It paid off, for what it was worth. He was not the father. Initial celebratory urges gave way to an odd sadness that irked him. He tried to bury it with more money. More fame. More women. It worked to an extent. But there was always that tiny, child-sized void. What if?

Now he focuses most of his attention of playing quidditch, and his mother and sister. He's mostly aimless, unfortunately. His family no longer struggles. But now he has struggled to find a new purpose. A purpose that fulfills him for the rest of his life. Because money, fame, and various women aren't quite hitting the spot.

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