Miguel Olivero

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Nationality: American of Spanish descent
Age: 35 [although looks much younger]
Zodiac: Capricorn
Looks: He is 173-175 cm tall. He's got slim, but muscular type figure, light brown hair and brownish-green eyes. Usually, he wears a pair of brown jeans and a plain long-sleeved red shirt. Sometimes, he likes to put his black, thick, square-shaped glasses on as well. However, his vision is fine - he just likes wearing glasses.

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Personality: Miguel is a versatile actor but, however, in real life he is rather shy and not a very social guy (he is more a socially awkward one). At the first sight, he seems to be strange and odd as a person. Probably the reason for that is his unfortunate long term relationships with ladies... Meanwhile he can be really cheerful and positive around his close friends, like Proteus, or Jane, or his twin-sister. Unfortunately, friends can't always come to the rescue, so then Miguel seeks happiness through alcohol and pleasures of the body. Also he tends to get depressed sometimes. Although, when he is feeling down and depressed. he becomes highly creative and productive later on. For the last few years, he tried to balance between his career and his relationships. Now, everything's collapsed in one day. The day he was kidnaped and brought in this hell.

History: Miguel grew up in a full family, having a mother and father to look up to. He has a twin-sister, who lives now in Boston and works as a high school principal. Unlike his little sister (she was born a few minutes after Miguel), Miguel caused a lot of problems to his parents. For example, Miguel's career as an actor has started by an accident. By the time he was sixteen, he was dating a pretty young lady, name's Silvia, who was a make up artist on set. There, he was noticed by a quite successful director... And that day his destiny was determined. Year by year he became a popular movie actor. He could afford anything he wanted. Women. Wine. Money can buy anything, but happiness. Miguel's love affairs never led to anything. There was one girl with some sexy legs and the bird-tattoo under her pretty little breasts. He met her, when he was shooting in that silly "Romeo and Juliet" musical. She was nice, but, still, he couldn't fall in love with her... Well, at least he tried to convince himself that he didn't love her after their breakup, so that his soul could feel a little less lonely. "Poor, Ariel", he thought, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you". Sometimes he thought what would his life be if he had choosen to stay with Silvia back then... Would he be happy? He thought he will never be again, until he met her. Jane. He literally bumped in her in the middle of the street. "My silly angel", he used to call her inwardly. They were "dating"... well, not actually dating, but they've kept in touch almost for a year. He decided to confess his feeling for her on their friendaversary. It was their day... And he screwed it up. He let somebody to knock him of his feet and then toss him around like a doll. Everything he knew, everyone who he cared about, were gone.