Post by Dalton Boyd on Dec 30, 2012 22:02:13 GMT -5
Name: Dalton Boyd
Occasionally goes by Bender, after the iconic “The Breakfast Club” character.
Age/DOB/Grade: At seventeen-almost-eighteen, Dalton’s a little old to be a junior, but he was held back because he refused to go to summer school in the eighth grade. Repeating a grade kind of sucked, and he’s not saying he’ll go to summer school, but he’ll never repeat again. He was born on April 17th.
Activities/Sports: Dalton was a lacross player at his old school, but his grades made him quit. He works out on his own and refuses to join in “activities.” He quotes the Breakfast Club on how the people who join activities are always judgemental pricks, and therefore refuses to sign up, because “I’m not that kind of guy.”
Appearance: Dalton is tall and lean, with the right kind of build for an “average” guy. His eyes are a dark chocolate brown, and his hair is a matching brunette. He can’t make up his mind on what to do style-wise with his hair. Often he has it flopping over his eyes, straightened just right to look a little hipster-emo. Occasionally, however, he’ll spike it up - just to give a random day a bit of out-of-the-ordinay-fun.
Aside from being fairly muscular, due to lacrosse, Dalton looks like he’s falling apart. He styles himself after John Bender, from his favorite movie “The Breakfast Club.” That often includes skinny jeans that are just baggy enough to look right, dark colored shirt, and his favorite jacket. He can’t pull off the trenchcoat look, but leather looks nice. He also has his favorite pair of glasses wherever he goes, and when he wears boots, he ties a red scarf around his ankle.
Personality:
Secretive: Dalton has many secrets that are packed inside, stuffed deep down. He won’t let anyone know everything about him - he’s never been entirely open to anyone. Not best friends, no girlfriends, definitely not his parents. He just can’t show that kind of trust yet. There’s no one he’s put enough faith into that he wants to tell his secrets to. He sort of thinks of it as giving someone an advantage if you’re open with you. That leaves them a way to hurt you, and he won’t be hurt, never again.
Pretending: Dalton has lived a life where he was told to never be himself, because being his actual self wasn’t good enough. He’s had to put up an image, and it’s not an image that he dislikes. He can’t be seen as weak or defensless anymore. So, he hides the sensitive parts of himself and pretends to be big and bad. It’s not all pretending, since everything he does, he wants to do. Yet there’s always some sort of guilt associated with it that makes him hesitate, but never stops him.
Kind-Hearted: He was never a mean person... he just made bad choices. When it comes to it, Bender cares, a whole heck of a lot. But he hides it most of the time, because he doesn’t know when someone will care back. He’s the kind of guy who adopts the sad puppy in the window of the store, the guy who would rescue a kitten from a tree or... a girl from an oncoming bus. *read history
Bad-Boy: Ever since he was told that the real Dalton wasn’t good enough, he’s become Bender. The kid who goes out on the streets. He smokes marijuana to blend the past away. He smokes cigarettes because they made him look cool once, and now he’s addicted. He’s not a virgin, because he took the risks and wanted to have his fun. He’s been suspended from Somerset twice and has only attended for two months. His old schools were so tired of him, he was on the brink of being thrown out before he just transferred. He fights, swears, vandalizes, does whatever he can to be “bad” and stay that way.
Smart: Bender has always been smart. Not just street-smart, but book smart. Whenever he tries to fail a test, he has to have intention, because he knows the answers and just has to think of which is the wrong one. He grew up in the tougher parts of town, and knows how to survive. No one really survives if they’re stupid in school and smart on the streets, he’s learned.
Fun: Bender likes to have fun at the same time though. When he finds people he can be open with, he'll party and goof off and have a time of his life. He's done with being the "asshole" everywhere he goes. He likes being the "party animal" too sometimes.
History: Dalton had a tough life to begin with. When he was born, he wasn’t wanted. His mother was a stripper at X-quisite, the sleaziest strip club in the town. His father was just the guy who knocked her up and decided to stay because it was somewhere to sleep. He wasn’t the kind of guy you thought would sleep with strippers, but it turned out he was worse than his girlfriend (who never ended up being his wife, because she was so “below” him). A business manager at a pricey hotel, he never had to do much but work at home. That left him plenty of time to take over her couch at her apartment, move his shit in, and drink all of her beer. When she went into labor, she had to call a taxi to get to the hospital, because he was sloshed.
When Dalton was five, his father started the actual abuse. He resented his mother for her line of work, but he wouldn’t give her any of his own income. Everything she earned, he took from her. He never once touched him or cared for him as a child. There was no such a thing as Christmas or birthdays in their house-hold. Dalton’s fifth birthday came around, and his mother brought him a cupcake home, hoping it’d be a secret. When his father found out, Dalton watched him beat his mother, and was forced to throw the cupcake and small red truck she had bought for him out. Then he was hit a few times and sent to bed with tears in his eyes.
Throughout the years, his mother never really cared enough to leave. His father only cared about raising his son to be “great.” He would always tell him that whatever he was, wasn’t good enough. He had to be smart, and “never get involved with a whore like your mother.” When he turned out to never been good enough anyways, his father just started hitting him every day. “That’s what my dad did to me!” He would yell, the stench of alcohol on his breath revolting, dirty as a pig with fists like a gorilla’s.
They lived in the bad parts of town. His school was only a few blocks away, though, and was right on the divide between “good” and “bad.” He grew up wishing he could live with the people on the good side of town, ones with mothers who worked at respectable jobs and fathers who took them to ball games, instead of beating them. He took to the streets to get out of the house, got hooked on drugs, sex, and being bad. That was his survival.
You think the story would stop there, don’t you? Well, though he was tough on the outside, he was good on the inside, always had been. He was walking home from school one day, through one of the tougher parts of town. It was lined with shops that sold everything from bongs to handguns, not where you’d expect a nice girl to be. That’s why every eye was on her - and he made sure to keep a little bit of a watch. When she was dragged out into an alley, he tore after her. Everyone heard her screams, but he was the only one to care enough to save her.
He got there in time to see the son of a bitch trying to undress her. She was crying and trying to fight him off. When she saw Bender there too, she just sobbed harder. Within seconds, though, she was safe. Dalton pulled the guy away, got in a few good hits, and the criminal ran. Then he glanced at the girl. Her shopping bag was thrown to the side, and he could see a pricey-looking hookah inside of it. It surprised him, but all he said was, “Get dressed, you need to leave here.”
He lead her out of the ally the back way and put an arm around her shoulders, leading her to a safer part of town. Many kids from school got pictures of the two, using camera phones and whatever. Unbeknownst to him, this girl was a celebrity - or, rather, related to one. Her older brother was just finishing up a movie in Hollywood, all the tabloids proclaimed. When she told her story to the police, and it eventually got leaked to the press, everyone called him a hero. He was one, but the people in his neighborhood were starting to give him evil glances, for going against someone from the “bad” side of town to save someone. He enrolled himself in Somerset with secretive permission from his mother, and left the house. His father didn’t even notice the next day.
Additional Facts:
Occasionally goes by Bender, after the iconic “The Breakfast Club” character.
Age/DOB/Grade: At seventeen-almost-eighteen, Dalton’s a little old to be a junior, but he was held back because he refused to go to summer school in the eighth grade. Repeating a grade kind of sucked, and he’s not saying he’ll go to summer school, but he’ll never repeat again. He was born on April 17th.
Activities/Sports: Dalton was a lacross player at his old school, but his grades made him quit. He works out on his own and refuses to join in “activities.” He quotes the Breakfast Club on how the people who join activities are always judgemental pricks, and therefore refuses to sign up, because “I’m not that kind of guy.”
Appearance: Dalton is tall and lean, with the right kind of build for an “average” guy. His eyes are a dark chocolate brown, and his hair is a matching brunette. He can’t make up his mind on what to do style-wise with his hair. Often he has it flopping over his eyes, straightened just right to look a little hipster-emo. Occasionally, however, he’ll spike it up - just to give a random day a bit of out-of-the-ordinay-fun.
Aside from being fairly muscular, due to lacrosse, Dalton looks like he’s falling apart. He styles himself after John Bender, from his favorite movie “The Breakfast Club.” That often includes skinny jeans that are just baggy enough to look right, dark colored shirt, and his favorite jacket. He can’t pull off the trenchcoat look, but leather looks nice. He also has his favorite pair of glasses wherever he goes, and when he wears boots, he ties a red scarf around his ankle.
Personality:
Secretive: Dalton has many secrets that are packed inside, stuffed deep down. He won’t let anyone know everything about him - he’s never been entirely open to anyone. Not best friends, no girlfriends, definitely not his parents. He just can’t show that kind of trust yet. There’s no one he’s put enough faith into that he wants to tell his secrets to. He sort of thinks of it as giving someone an advantage if you’re open with you. That leaves them a way to hurt you, and he won’t be hurt, never again.
Pretending: Dalton has lived a life where he was told to never be himself, because being his actual self wasn’t good enough. He’s had to put up an image, and it’s not an image that he dislikes. He can’t be seen as weak or defensless anymore. So, he hides the sensitive parts of himself and pretends to be big and bad. It’s not all pretending, since everything he does, he wants to do. Yet there’s always some sort of guilt associated with it that makes him hesitate, but never stops him.
Kind-Hearted: He was never a mean person... he just made bad choices. When it comes to it, Bender cares, a whole heck of a lot. But he hides it most of the time, because he doesn’t know when someone will care back. He’s the kind of guy who adopts the sad puppy in the window of the store, the guy who would rescue a kitten from a tree or... a girl from an oncoming bus. *read history
Bad-Boy: Ever since he was told that the real Dalton wasn’t good enough, he’s become Bender. The kid who goes out on the streets. He smokes marijuana to blend the past away. He smokes cigarettes because they made him look cool once, and now he’s addicted. He’s not a virgin, because he took the risks and wanted to have his fun. He’s been suspended from Somerset twice and has only attended for two months. His old schools were so tired of him, he was on the brink of being thrown out before he just transferred. He fights, swears, vandalizes, does whatever he can to be “bad” and stay that way.
Smart: Bender has always been smart. Not just street-smart, but book smart. Whenever he tries to fail a test, he has to have intention, because he knows the answers and just has to think of which is the wrong one. He grew up in the tougher parts of town, and knows how to survive. No one really survives if they’re stupid in school and smart on the streets, he’s learned.
Fun: Bender likes to have fun at the same time though. When he finds people he can be open with, he'll party and goof off and have a time of his life. He's done with being the "asshole" everywhere he goes. He likes being the "party animal" too sometimes.
History: Dalton had a tough life to begin with. When he was born, he wasn’t wanted. His mother was a stripper at X-quisite, the sleaziest strip club in the town. His father was just the guy who knocked her up and decided to stay because it was somewhere to sleep. He wasn’t the kind of guy you thought would sleep with strippers, but it turned out he was worse than his girlfriend (who never ended up being his wife, because she was so “below” him). A business manager at a pricey hotel, he never had to do much but work at home. That left him plenty of time to take over her couch at her apartment, move his shit in, and drink all of her beer. When she went into labor, she had to call a taxi to get to the hospital, because he was sloshed.
When Dalton was five, his father started the actual abuse. He resented his mother for her line of work, but he wouldn’t give her any of his own income. Everything she earned, he took from her. He never once touched him or cared for him as a child. There was no such a thing as Christmas or birthdays in their house-hold. Dalton’s fifth birthday came around, and his mother brought him a cupcake home, hoping it’d be a secret. When his father found out, Dalton watched him beat his mother, and was forced to throw the cupcake and small red truck she had bought for him out. Then he was hit a few times and sent to bed with tears in his eyes.
Throughout the years, his mother never really cared enough to leave. His father only cared about raising his son to be “great.” He would always tell him that whatever he was, wasn’t good enough. He had to be smart, and “never get involved with a whore like your mother.” When he turned out to never been good enough anyways, his father just started hitting him every day. “That’s what my dad did to me!” He would yell, the stench of alcohol on his breath revolting, dirty as a pig with fists like a gorilla’s.
They lived in the bad parts of town. His school was only a few blocks away, though, and was right on the divide between “good” and “bad.” He grew up wishing he could live with the people on the good side of town, ones with mothers who worked at respectable jobs and fathers who took them to ball games, instead of beating them. He took to the streets to get out of the house, got hooked on drugs, sex, and being bad. That was his survival.
You think the story would stop there, don’t you? Well, though he was tough on the outside, he was good on the inside, always had been. He was walking home from school one day, through one of the tougher parts of town. It was lined with shops that sold everything from bongs to handguns, not where you’d expect a nice girl to be. That’s why every eye was on her - and he made sure to keep a little bit of a watch. When she was dragged out into an alley, he tore after her. Everyone heard her screams, but he was the only one to care enough to save her.
He got there in time to see the son of a bitch trying to undress her. She was crying and trying to fight him off. When she saw Bender there too, she just sobbed harder. Within seconds, though, she was safe. Dalton pulled the guy away, got in a few good hits, and the criminal ran. Then he glanced at the girl. Her shopping bag was thrown to the side, and he could see a pricey-looking hookah inside of it. It surprised him, but all he said was, “Get dressed, you need to leave here.”
He lead her out of the ally the back way and put an arm around her shoulders, leading her to a safer part of town. Many kids from school got pictures of the two, using camera phones and whatever. Unbeknownst to him, this girl was a celebrity - or, rather, related to one. Her older brother was just finishing up a movie in Hollywood, all the tabloids proclaimed. When she told her story to the police, and it eventually got leaked to the press, everyone called him a hero. He was one, but the people in his neighborhood were starting to give him evil glances, for going against someone from the “bad” side of town to save someone. He enrolled himself in Somerset with secretive permission from his mother, and left the house. His father didn’t even notice the next day.
Additional Facts:
- He looks good in a suit and tophat. Keep that in mind if you want to go to prom with this boy.
- He’s a singer, and plays multiple instruments.
- He wears “guyliner” on party occasions. Don’t judge.
- He’s 100% straight, so that’s why you can’t judge on the guyliner.
