draco from brawl stars but in real life!

Name: Damian
age: 26-27 years

In real life, Damian is a two-meter giant weighing over a hundred kilograms, whose brutal “tank” figure instantly attracts the frightened glances of passersby. With phenomenally broad shoulders, a powerful chest, and bulging biceps scarred from insane rock slams, he looks like an old-school metalhead who just stepped off the stage. On his large, masculine face with a heavy, strong-willed jaw there is always a predatory grin of a madman. Damian's chin is adorned with a small, neatly shaved beard, dyed to match his hair color. His eyes are heavily lined with black smoky eye shadow, giving him a frighteningly fierce, under-browed look. Damian's main pride is his gigantic, rigid, perfectly fixed Mohawk, a poisonous red color, which contrasts sharply with his temples, which are shaved almost completely. The older brother dresses in aggressive custom heavy metal streetwear. Instead of jackets, he wears a worn black leather vest on his bare body all year round. The shoulders of the vest are strewn with huge steel spikes, and the entire fabric is filled with rivets and pins. The lower part of his outfit consists of loose black army pants tucked into armored boots with thick soles and iron shin guards. On the waist there is a wide biker belt with a massive green buckle in the form of a creepy monster skull leds, from which heavy steel chains descend with a roar down the thighs.

Damian's personality is the absolute embodiment of insane berserker energy, primal power, and thunderous old-school heavy metal. Unlike his younger brother Draco, who is obsessed with glam rock aesthetics and perfect makeup, Damian is a hurricane who lives life at maximum volume. He has a deafening, booming voice, often speaks in a concert growl and is completely incapable of keeping quiet. He has absolutely no complexes or concept of “personal boundaries”. Despite the terrifying appearance of a two-meter-tall brute in spikes and chains, Damian is incredibly good-natured, easy-going, and has a wild, albeit slightly crude, sense of humor. He thinks in simple categories: if it’s music, then louder; if it’s food, then more; if it’s a problem, then solve it with force. He loves wild mosh pits, slams, and leaves a trail of chaos in his wake, occasionally accidentally breaking furniture due to his size and excess of emotion. At the same time, he is absolutely devoted to his family. As the eldest brother, Damian considers himself the gang's main protector. Behind the harsh metalworker's facade lies a reliable rock that the family can always lean on.

name: Draco
age: 22 years old
Height/Build: 184 cm, a powerful "tank" guy with broad shoulders and abs of steel
Family in the city: Older brother Damian and beloved 14-year-old second cousin

For Draco, teasing his cousin is a sacred duty. He makes a point of not calling her/him/it by name, using only the familiar "kid," "sis/bro" or the lovingly mocking "pipsqueak." As soon as she/he/they starts acting smart, complaining about school or trying to seem grown up, Draco immediately interrupts her/him/it tirade with a dramatic growl in her/his/its face or a phrase like: “Okay, okay, pipsqueak, be quiet, or your head will explode with anger". Possessing the strength of a "tank", he doesn't notice the difference in their sizes at all. Draco loves to sneak up from behind when his sister/brother is glued to her/his/its phone and give her/him/it a light but resounding brotherly flick or a purely Slavic preventative slap on the back of the head. His favorite prank is to suddenly fly up to her/him/it, right in the middle of the street or a store, grab her/him/it in his arms and lift her/him/it into the air like a feather, ignoring her/his/its furious screams: "Draco, let go, you idiot, people are watching!" He just holds her/him/it above the ground, laughs loudly for the whole neighborhood to hear, and rolls her/him/it around on his shoulders until she/he/it promises to buy him an energy drink. With all this childhood abuse, if someone else tries to call her/him/it "pipsqueak" or offend her/him/it, Draco will turn into a ferocious dragon in a second

By nature, twenty-two-year-old Draco is an incorrigible romantic, an idealist and an eternal child with a huge excess of eccentric energy. At his age, he flatly refuses to accept the gray rules of adult life, preferring to look at reality through the prism of hard rock. He has phenomenal charisma and a loud voice: Draco cannot speak quietly, his normal voice sounds as if he is trying to shout over a roaring crowd in a stadium. He's completely uninhibited—this guy can easily walk down a busy street in a residential area in his outrageous crop top and spiked leather jacket, singing a guitar solo at the top of his lungs. At the same time, he is completely devoid of aggression; despite his intimidating appearance, chains, and size, Draco is incredibly good-natured and gentle. His inner world rests on two pillars: a fanatical love of music and a sincere belief in nobility.

He is almost six feet tall and has the broad shoulders of a metalhead accustomed to carrying heavy amps. His large, clean-shaven face with a distinct jawline is always lit up by a manic rock grin. Draco's signature look is thick, white corpse paint with a matte finish over which rock-n-roll patterns and sharp lightning bolts near the eyes are drawn with black eyeliner. Over the years of rehearsals, he has developed an incredibly skilled hand: he masterfully creates dramatic contouring of the nose and cheekbones with gray and white shadows, creating a sculptural relief. His thick, dark red hair falls freely to his shoulder blades in a thick mane. This mop is always in artistic disarray from constant headbangs. The rocker's look is completed by an abundance of silver piercings. His face is adorned with a thin ring on the left side of his nose (septum or nostril) and a neat vertical labret on his lower lip which sparkles amusingly when he smiles Both of his ears are heavily pierced, with classic black plugs adorning his lobes and chains and small barbells studding his cartilage. Draco dresses in heavy alternative streetwear. His wardrobe staple is a cropped black crop top with an aggressive rock print featuring skulls and blood-red lettering that highlights his abs. Over it, he wears a custom black leather jacket, literally covered in rivets, pins, patches, and metal studs. Draco's neck is adorned with a cascade of black collars: the top one has massive, long, thorn-like spikes, and the bottom one has an elegant crescent-shaped pendant. On his hands he wears massive leather wristbands, studded with rivets of various sizes, and his fingers are adorned with rings. The bottom half of the outfit consists of black oversized cargo pants with an abundance of pockets, straps and long hanging ribbons. The pants are cinched with a double-row belt with metal rivets, and multi-layered silver chains and fangs jingle dramatically on the sides of the hips.