Wilson Corvus

[Annie Nelson]

Markus Valerius Corvus

The Basics

Alias: Wilson Milo Belcika
Sex: Male
Age: 21 years
Birth Date: Feb. 16th
Ethnicities:
Nationality:
Profession: Model {For small/upcoming photographers and businesses}, Street Performer
Job: Con-artist
Sexuality: Heterosexual?
Relationship Status: Single




Appearance

Physical Description: Wilson is a tall, lanky man made of lean muscle. He's fit, to say the least. He takes pride in his appearance. This man stands at 6 foot 2 inches; no more, no less. His hair is thick and curly, often soft to the touch; though color ranges from a medium shade of brown to almost black, depending on lighting and if he's used dyes recently. He's got a strong jawline, and a cocky smirk. He prefers to be clean-shaved, although he will occasionally slip up on this. The man's eyes are a dark, deep blue hue that often appear black in dim lighting. Due to bad eyesight, Markus requires the aid of his thick framed glasses to see; or his contacts, if he chooses to wear them.

Apparel: As mentioned before, Wilson takes pride in his appearance. He likes to dress well, and look appropriately at all times. If available, he will wear a nice, button down shirt and a vest over it, paired with slacks. Though, if going for comfort, he will simply wear a clean, plain shirt, leather jacket and dark jeans. He will occasionally be seen in sweaters, if he's cold. He always seems to be wearing boots or vans; both of which are black. And let's not forget those glasses. Overall, his wardrobe varies, depending on what's available and the situation he's in.




Other

Accessories: He hasn't got a lot. Though, he often wears a silver band around his thumb, with the engraving "A. Corvus" on it; once belonging to his father, now passed on to him. A few other, meaningless rings on his fingers. He is always seen carrying around his military grade backpack.

Inventory: Wilson is a very nomadic person. He carries all of his {few} belongings in his backpack, so they're with him wherever he may roam. With him, he has a {few} change of clothes, and a bag with personal hygienic items. He also carries his money, a few spare guitar picks, and loose change in a pouch. If he's got any, he will carry some dried food rations and a bottle of water. Although, he will always have his ukulele on him. Again; he hasn't got a lot.

Weapon: A small, butterfly knife that he likes to keep in his pocket. It's old, and it's rusted-- but it's trusty. However, he isn't afraid to swing his fists if he needs to.

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A Little About Wilson

Oh, what a splendid life he's lived so far. But I'll tell you about it later. -WIP-

Personality: Wilson has several sides to him, but only a few ever make an appearance. He is a very well disciplined man. Often described as a gentleman, he uses the phrase "sir" and "ma'am" when addressing a stranger. Though, when comfortable, he will use first names and show off his happier self. A very carefree, laid-back person who likes to play the ukulele and put a smile on everyone's' faces. He often likes to crack jokes, show off his sassy side, and be a very outgoing around friends. It's a very rare thing; to see an angry Wilson. Though, when angry or upset, he can quickly become a 6'2", intimidating ball of rage. When he has found a person that interests him, he will resort to old, cutesy tactics to try and woo them, despite not having a romantic bone in his body; or so he thinks. It turns out, he can be quite the charmer.

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