Mariana “Mari” Walton
[[ hello everyone!! under the cut you’ll find mari’s bio! this little spitfire is ready for just about anything ]]
Skeleton: The Loose Canon
Name: Mariana “Mari” Walton
Age: 21
University major: International Relations
Gender: Bisexual
Pronouns: She/Her
Faceclaim: Madelaine Petsch
Background:
Some would say Mari was born with a silver spoon dangling from her rosy lips. Mari would disagree and say she had that silver spoon gripped in her little fist, refusing to give it up without a fight. Growing up being the heiress to the Walton Distillery, she had every privilege imaginable wrapped around her pinky finger. But she never wanted to simply take what was offered - she wanted to make it hers.
As a young teen, Mari would always fill her time with something, anything, everything. Being an only child, it wasn’t as if she had much to do. Their “cottage” as her parents so generously love to call their sprawling estate, was too far away for any playmates. Mr. and Mrs. Walton were always too busy with meetings and business trips to give more than five minutes of attention and a weekly cash check to their daughter. She only ever found solace in reading. She never told her middle school friends about this because God forbid anyone thought she was boring.
High school was definitely a turning point for Mari’s life. She finally left petty middle school cliques and welcomed herself into pettier high school politics. Mari filled her time with cheerleading, fencing, women’s soccer, AP classes, student council work, volunteering, and lots of partying. She never really had just one group of friends because she’d drop people as easily as the leaves in Fall. This just meant that half the school still wanted to be her friend while the other half silently resented her. Mari couldn't have cared less.
Senior year in high school landed Mari in the ER after a little “accident” The exams, volunteering, contests, and the partying were starting to catch up with her. Long story short,she woke up in the ER and was surprised that not even her parents were there. They just sent a text, “Disappointed in you. Do better, please. Everything else is handled. Don’t worry,”. Her parents weren’t there when she skinned her elbows and knees as a kid, they still weren’t there when she was lying in a hospital bed. But at this point, she couldn’t give a single shit anymore.
Eyes ever on the horizon, she kept making things her own. Her own success, her own failure, her own life. It was all hers because she made it that way. Straight A’s - check. Fencing championship - check. Parties - check. Graduate with honors - check. Acceptance letter to the university of her dreams - check.
University:
Mari had definitely made herself known in the university. She was president of her course organization and a volunteer for many others which meant that she had a lot of circles. That didn’t necessarily mean that everyone was going to rub shoulders with her. She was kind and charming to some, rude and aloof to others. Mari couldn’t really care what they thought of her because she had this air of self-assurance that proved impenetrable.
Mari had always been interested in being a diplomat. While her parents were shocked that she chose a degree in international relations, they didn’t put up a fight. They just made her promise to minor in management so she can take over her role in their family business. Currently in her junior year, the deadline for declaring a minor is getting nearer and nearer but Mari seems to have no plans in doing so.
Headcanons:
Mari loves animals! She'll definitely pet any animal she passes by and people will literally yell at her that the strays have rabies but she couldn't care less.
Mari is somewhat fluent in Spanish. Though she uses it to curse most of the time.
She often reads at night, steamy romance reads are by far her favorites (a guilty pleasure).
She absolutely despises being late to events.
Manifests the "punch first, ask questions later" motto, but instead of punches, she uses her sharp words. When she has a particularly clever quip, her lips would pull into a smirk and her left eyebrow would definitely be raised. Her friends already know that this is her "resting Mari face".
Feels most herself when she's buried deep in the library. If someone wants to genuinely befriend her, that's the place to do so.
Wanted Connections
Ride or die ( they get into all sorts of illicit activity together and wouldn’t have it any other way )
Drinking / Partying friend ( they may not necessarily be friends in real life but are bffs when they’re drinking / partying )
Co-volunteer ( they can be volunteers for an org inside/outside of school ; they’re on good terms even if they don’t see each other that much )
Study buddy ( the usual ; or this can be a tutoring situation! )
A fake dating situation ( they pretend to date for whatever reason but secretly hate each other / just wants to be friends )
absolutely anything! send me a message and we can brainstorm !!!















