Name: James Fueur
Age: 28
Height: 6'0"
Face Claim: Chace Crawford
Likes: Being a doctor, watching movies, doing research, sometimes on pointless things, enjoying semi childish things, pie
Loves: Emi, fruit jellies, accents, answers, smooth anything
Dislikes:Being told to straighten up, not knowing something, recieving criticism on how he goes about his work, people being surprised that he is actually rather competent.
Hates: competition, asinine people, obstinate people, arguing, people looking for a fight
Appearance :wip(?)
Personality: Incredibly bouncy, childish, and seemingly scatterbrained when he is dealing with most everyone; however, he's quite calm and collected when alone, with someone he doesn't consider a threat to his peace, or in situations that call for mature behavior. He's actually rather sharp, despite first impressions. How could he be a certified doctor if he were TRULY an idiot? People sometimes do end up getting reminded that yes, someone is up there, and no, the nice silly guy will get tired of your crap if you push hard enough.
History: James was a... Strange boy. He rarely interacted with his siblings, rarely spoke, would rather watch tv, and had a tendency to make wierd noises. For a long time his family thought he had some disorder, but after multiple tests with many doctors, it was revealed that he was just strange, maybe with some ADHD, maybe just a phase, but they weren't sure.

This bothered James. So he decided to become a doctor to prove he could do the job right. So he stopped exclusively watching television and began studying exclusively to be a doctor the best way his 8 year old mind figured- studying about diseases, disorders, and psychology, as well as cures. He got picked on a lot for spending all his time studying, at school and by his brothers (his sister June was busy being in high school, college, and later, her family, to pester him) so his dad tried to get him to focus on sports, mainly football and baseball. While James didn't want to play sports, it was the only way he could study in peace, so he begrudgingly went along with it.

He got pretty good at football, despite not being a big guy, enough to get plenty of scholarship offers, and took one where he could finally and oficially study to be a doctor. However, his people skills were so so, leading to quite a few people trying to dissuade him from being a doctor and focus exclusively on sports. Instead he simply went along with the terms of the football scholarship to not lose the funding and ended up becoming a neurologist with a few subspecialties. Though he's still technically in training for about 2 more years he was pretty happy with where he was at.

And then he met Emi. It wasn't extreme coincidence- some of his patients would end up getting sent to her, and he would explain the nature of the disorder so she could successfully help the patient. Just business. But she was so cute. Once the thought slipped through his mouth in the middle of an explanation, though she didn't seem to take offense.

So then they started dating. He's not sure how, but it seems to be going well. Despite not having thought about it much before, shes the kind of girl he'd want to marry.

Family:
Parents
Henry Fueur: Large rugged man. Hates confrontations. Has been known to open a can of whoop ass.

Selina Fueur: Tall and thin. Tends to be fairly oblivious and in turn rude. She likes talking.
Siblings
June Clarrion: Eldest sister. Most mature. Gets along well with small children, which is good for her two daughters and husband. 8 years older.

Jim Fueur: Eldest son. Tends to be an idiot, and is able to run two restaurants. Also the self proclaimed cool uncle. 6 years older.

Timothy Fueur: Musician. About as scatterbrained as James. 10 times more talkative though. His wife doesn't seem to mind. 5 years older.
(Don't know if I should add more info. We'll see.)