#dameron bio

[sylvestersrpg]

BASICS.

full name: sophia elizabeth dameron.  face claim: alexandra daddario.  gender + pronouns: cisfemale, she/her.  orientation: bicurious + heteroromantic.  hometown: oakland, ca. united states.  occupation: student + research associate.  employer: warren alpert medical school, brown uni.  birthday + zodiac: october 3rd, libra. 

HEADCANONS.

Sophia knew from a young age that her family wasn’t like everyone else’s. When she went to sleepovers at her friends’ houses, she’d always take note of how their parents acted. They were kind, and loving, and supportive, and their children meant more than anything in the world to them. Sophia didn’t have that. Her mother didn’t pay attention to their children; really, she left them to fend for themselves most of the time. As a young child, Sophia didn’t know what it meant to have a mother’s love, something that every child yearned for and kept precious to their heart. But she did have love from somewhere else. Whenever she would fall and scrape her knee, her brother was there to patch her up. When she woke up crying from a nightmare, her brother was the one who held her until she felt safe again. When she aced a test and came home with a prideful smile, her brother was the one who celebrated with her. Her family wasn’t normal, because she couldn’t depend on her mother – but she could always depend on her brother. He was her rock, her best friend, the most precious person in the world to her. He took care of her when no one else could, or would. At such a tender age, Sophia learned that he was the one person in the world she could always depend on without a doubt, even if it seemed everyone else had turned away.

When child services had taken Sophia and Asher away from their mother, Sophia really didn’t mind that much. As far as she was concerned, she never really had a mother in the first place. All she cared about was that she was with her brother. As long as she had him around, she had a home, because home wasn’t about the physical sense of the word or a building – it was about finding comfort and safety with someone else. Of course, having a permanent roof over their heads was also welcomed when they were adopted. Sophia was wary of Kathy and Margaret at first, understandably so, and shied away from them for a short while. However, just having been six years old when she was taken away from her biological mother, she warmed up to her new mothers quite quickly. She finally found what all her friends had and that she had never experienced. She even had two! Her young mind thought she won the jackpot, and to this day she knows no greater love than the love that her mothers and her brother have for her. The two women were supportive, and kind, and everything that Sophia had dreamed of previously. She was also happy that they wanted the two children and that they wanted to care for them. Maybe Asher could finally be a kid and not have to be the grown-up all the time. Maybe he could stop being responsible and finally just have fun. Some of Sophia’s favorite memories are of her with her mothers and her brother, all smiles and all happy. Kathy and Margaret brought peace to Sophia’s life that she never knew she was missing.

High school was a whirlwind for Sophia. As soon as she hit puberty, it was like her whole social circle changed. Suddenly popular girls that she could only dream of being friends with were talking to her, and cute boys that she had crushes on were actually paying attention to her. As soon as freshman year hit, she went to cheer tryouts and made it on the team. It was the start of one of those cliche, perfect high school lives. Sophia joined all the clubs she could, ran for student government positions every single year, was on the cheer squad, had great grades, and had a great group of friends. But unlike some of the girls in her school, she wasn’t popular because people were afraid of her – people flocked to her because she was kind. No matter if it was someone on the football team or someone on the chess team, she made time for everyone and always had a smile and a hug when someone needed it. She started an anti-bullying club in high school, and became the class president her senior year. Because of her grades, her extracurricular activities, and excelling in cheerleading, she was able to land herself a cheer scholarship and go to school for free. High school was some of the best years of her life, but she was ready to fly the coop and do something else productive with her time. It didn’t take her long to figure out what she wanted to major in – biochemistry with a focus in pre-med. She wanted to be a doctor.

College wasn’t as great as high school, it seemed. Being a cheerleader was great, but once the Greeks on campus started their rush week, Sophia was pressured by one of her friends to join a sorority with her. Sophia agreed, and while she loved the sisterhood that came with her new Greek life, she just didn’t find some of the things they did all that important. They partied all the time, they slept around with boys (even though they all swore they were sweet, innocent angels), and while they attempted to put on the guise of philanthropy, they were rather rude to some of the other sororities and non-Greeks. Sophia was under a lot of peer pressure, and suddenly she wasn’t the nice girl that she used to be. She’d get drunk all the time, would play mean pranks on people around campus, and even started dating a fraternity brother – Gregory – that was known around campus for being kind of an asshole. To this day, Sophia doesn’t know why she acted that way – maybe because she had such a great group of friends in high school, and she didn’t want to feel left out or excluded. They were definitely her darker days, and quite a few of them ended with her in a jail cell for a night, whether from public intoxication or from doing something stupid on campus like vandalizing a building or stealing a human brain from the science lab. To top it all off, Gregory apparently couldn’t be seen without Sophia by his side. He started monitoring her schedule, made sure they were always at parties together, and even started getting angry when she’d choose to spend time with her brother over him. Finally, one day the fighting became so intense that he backed her into a corner, hand grasping her arm so tightly it left a bruise, and slapped her. It seemed to be the wake up call that she needed. Sophia immediately called the cops on Gregory, pressed charges, and dropped out of the sorority. She was supposed to have a future, and they were ruining it for her. She didn’t have many friends after that – but she always had her brother and her mothers. With them by her side, she knew that she could turn her college years around and actually achieve her dreams.

The moment that Sophia found out that her brother wanted to move, she was right on top of it. She hated the idea of leaving her mothers, but she just couldn’t see her life without her brother around. Maybe she was too dependent on him, but if there was one person in the world she would go down fighting for, it was Asher. So she applied to Brown University so that she could partake in their medical school, was accepted, and took out student loans to offset the fact that she would no longer be going to school for free. It was quite a change, but a good one – college just didn’t feel the same anymore, and surrounding herself with new people was exactly what she needed. She’s now about to start her final year of medical school, and she couldn’t be more excited. She wants to be a pediatrician and set up a clinic where any child can come in if they need a doctor – whether if they could pay or not. After what her biological mother had put her and her brother through, she doesn’t think any child deserves to be left behind. Between school days she volunteers at a local orphanage, wanting children to have a bright spot in their day. Playing games, coloring, or just being the arms when a child needs to be held. She still goes out and parties a couple times a month, needing to blow off steam sometimes, but for the most part she’s very goal oriented still. And one day, she’s determined to make the world a better place by being the supportive rock in a child’s life that otherwise doesn’t really have one. She knows what that was like, knows what it did to her brother, and she couldn’t imagine letting a child slip through the cracks because their parents didn’t love them. She knows it’s unrealistic to care for all the children the way they need to be, and knows she can’t make their lives all the way better – but she can still be that shining star and that helping hand that guides them towards the lives they were meant to have.

OTHER:

player: em, they/them.  age: twenty-eight.  timezone: cst.  blog link: (x) 

[sylvestersrpg]

BASICS.

full name: asher michael dameron.  face claim: matthew daddario.  gender + pronouns: cismale, he/him.  orientation: homosexual, homoromantic.  hometown: oakland, ca. united states.  occupation: social studies teacher.  employer: whatever middle school.  birthday + zodiac: september 20th, virgo. 

HEADCANONS.

All Asher ever could rely on when he was younger was himself. His mother was far from being the role model that he and his sister wanted to mold themselves after, so it had to be up to him to step up and care for the both of them to the best of his abilities – and for someone as small and young as he was, it wasn’t as if he had very many to begin with. Any food he could scrap together, he split between the both of them, always choosing to give his sister a bit more on her plate. He would gather all the spare change he found in between couch cushions in order to afford whatever the local Goodwill had to offer to simply have clothes on their back.  With his cheeks gaunt, his clothes ratty, he was far from being the popular one in elementary school, often being picked on by others around him. In fact, Asher had been knocked into the sandpit more times than he could count on both hands.

There came a point where it became abundantly obvious that there was something wrong in their home, leading to a tip to child services to be placed. When the social worker arrived, she was horrified by the circumstances the children found themselves in and immediately took them out of their mother’s care. With no close relatives to take them in, especially since their grandparents had long disowned their mother before the two were even conceived, they were placed in a foster home together. Asher was no more than eight-years-old, his sister not that much younger, and he was terrified, unsure of what was going to come next. All he knew was that he’d protect his sister with his life, and all hell would break loose if anyone tried to separate them.

Within the same year he was taken from his mother’s home, he and his sister had become wards of the state, being placed into the foster system until they were either adopted or aged out of the system – and to their sheer luck, it was within that very year that they had gotten onto the radar of Kathy Dameron, an esteemed family lawyer in the Oakland area. She had no children of her own, and then all at once, her home was theirs, where she raised them alongside her partner of fifteen years (and counting), Margaret. It was a difficult adjustment, especially for the oldest of the two, who hardly even spoke in front of them, but his mothers were patient. To this day, Asher can’t thank them enough for what they had done for him – they saved his life.

Middle school was when Asher first noticed he liked his best friend just a tad more than he liked him, but it wasn’t until high school when he fully came to grips with the genuine attraction he felt towards men. It had never really fazed him, though – there was no moment where he had wondered if there was something wrong with him. He was raised in a family that marched in Pride parades every year, lived in a home where love had no discrimination against sex, color, religion, and everything else in between. He was lucky, he knew. Not many others had the chance to say the same. In college, he met the boy who would leave him breathless with only a mere smile. They fell quickly, the way most kids do – or at least Asher did. It was only in the months leading up to their graduation that he found out his boyfriend had been sleeping around behind his back, and he broke things off with him without batting an eye. Despite being heartbroken and disillusioned, Asher still knew he deserved better than a man who promised him the world and then couldn’t deliver. 

From the start, Asher had always had his eyes on living somewhere on the east coast. And even though it was difficult to leave his mothers’ home on the west coast, he knew he’d have to eventually spread his wings and see more of what was out there. He knows he isn’t settling down his roots anytime soon while living in the Sylvester Suites, but he has high hopes that soon he will find the right place to call home and the right person to share it with.

OTHER:

player: mel, she/her.  age: twenty-one.  timezone: pst.  blog link: (x)