"I don't know if I should be elated, terrified, or doubt your sanity."
Full Name: Henry Bayside
Nickname(s):Hänchen (chicken)
Role:Teenager 1
Gender:Male
Age:17
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Species:Human
Nickname(s):Hänchen (chicken)
Role:Teenager 1
Gender:Male
Age:17
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Species:Human
Hair Color:Gold brown
Eye Color: Blue
Height:5' 10"
Weight:130 lbs
Tattoos:
None
Piercings:
None
Scars: his hands are covered with them, though most were accidental.
Oddities: He can do a lot of nervous rambling whenever he's faced with social situations.
Eye Color: Blue
Height:5' 10"
Weight:130 lbs
Tattoos:
None
Piercings:
None
Scars: his hands are covered with them, though most were accidental.
Oddities: He can do a lot of nervous rambling whenever he's faced with social situations.
Personality:
He's a bit socially awkward, so he tends to act a bit like a hermit. He can also be incredibly jumpy, even gullible, and have many moments where he handles the idiot ball with care. He is fairly oblivious, passive, and is often the first to make tactical retreats. His kindness tends to have a slightly awkward vibe, even with his parents. Him being non awkward is a rare sight to behold.
Hobbies:Anything he can put together, namely wood or metal crafts, but he's also capable of larger projects.
Habits:Needs to constantly do something with his hands
Likes/Loves:
He's a bit socially awkward, so he tends to act a bit like a hermit. He can also be incredibly jumpy, even gullible, and have many moments where he handles the idiot ball with care. He is fairly oblivious, passive, and is often the first to make tactical retreats. His kindness tends to have a slightly awkward vibe, even with his parents. Him being non awkward is a rare sight to behold.
Hobbies:Anything he can put together, namely wood or metal crafts, but he's also capable of larger projects.
Habits:Needs to constantly do something with his hands
Likes/Loves:
- Crafting
- Being indoors
- Food
- Reading
- Isolated scenic areas with little human disturbance
- People (more fear than hate )
- Change
- Interacting with people
- Roaches
- Hypodermic needles
- (may add more)
History: Henry was always an odd person, with an amazing failure to grasp proper social skills due to learning them from television, so he was often very confused if the situation deviated from the situations presented on television. His parents probably could've taught him some things, but due to his quiet and introverted nature, instead of thinking something was off, thought he simply didn't need much attention, that he could handle himself, and he was probably really smart. Well, they weren't completely wrong, he had a bizarre interest in reading instruction manuals and understood them well enough that often times, many things were programmed differently, and in the end, just ignore the 5 year old fixing the television set, he does his own thing.
And so Henry had no friends. His social skills deteriorated, and he eventually withered away and died a hermit, returning as a zombie. His social skills remained unchanged.
All but the first sentence of the previous paragraph never happened. A clearly fabricated lie.
It might have happened if it weren't for his woodshop class in middle school. He found he was really good at that, as well as fellow classmates, whom he sort of befriended through their shared interest of woodcraft. Eventually he got so good at it that he actually participated in team contests and won some prizes, with his classmates serving as his social skills. By highschool, he could handle social situations with a wobbly ease, though his obliviousness can be quite a shock to people. He seems to have random bits of pop culture down, but otherwise, and might as well, be living under a rock. A rock with piles of wood. You know what he might as well have a beaver living in his dam, rarely leaving it, save for when he needs to go to the bathroom or eat or go to school or some random socializing event.
For someone who could build a computer if he wanted to by following instructions, and we'll as the desk and a swivel chair and a bookshelf if he felt that everything else wasn't enough, he could be an idiot. An awkward mess of an idiot who missed many subtle cues that girls could have an interest in him, even turning them down unknowingly through a combination of social anxiety and being an idiot. Hell, he even missed subtle insults from bullies, who eventually left him alone because he was too much of an idiot to handle- at first, when he figured out that he was being bullied, he figured playing up the idiot card would work, and it did. Though if the socially aware part of his brain were to get its gears turning smoothly instead of the occasional, rusted creak, he could probably be the jack of all trades.
He's still a jumpy introvert, who would rather not talk to random people, or even people he knows, and even when he does, it might not...come out right, so he would rather be alone, silently working on some project.
And then his parents told him they were going to move. Did he like the idea? No. Does he know why they have moved? Not yet. However, he thinks he could probably get used to a much smaller environment, besides, theres nothing terribly special about where they're moving to.
He's going to have a field day.
Face Claim:Colin ford
And so Henry had no friends. His social skills deteriorated, and he eventually withered away and died a hermit, returning as a zombie. His social skills remained unchanged.
All but the first sentence of the previous paragraph never happened. A clearly fabricated lie.
It might have happened if it weren't for his woodshop class in middle school. He found he was really good at that, as well as fellow classmates, whom he sort of befriended through their shared interest of woodcraft. Eventually he got so good at it that he actually participated in team contests and won some prizes, with his classmates serving as his social skills. By highschool, he could handle social situations with a wobbly ease, though his obliviousness can be quite a shock to people. He seems to have random bits of pop culture down, but otherwise, and might as well, be living under a rock. A rock with piles of wood. You know what he might as well have a beaver living in his dam, rarely leaving it, save for when he needs to go to the bathroom or eat or go to school or some random socializing event.
For someone who could build a computer if he wanted to by following instructions, and we'll as the desk and a swivel chair and a bookshelf if he felt that everything else wasn't enough, he could be an idiot. An awkward mess of an idiot who missed many subtle cues that girls could have an interest in him, even turning them down unknowingly through a combination of social anxiety and being an idiot. Hell, he even missed subtle insults from bullies, who eventually left him alone because he was too much of an idiot to handle- at first, when he figured out that he was being bullied, he figured playing up the idiot card would work, and it did. Though if the socially aware part of his brain were to get its gears turning smoothly instead of the occasional, rusted creak, he could probably be the jack of all trades.
He's still a jumpy introvert, who would rather not talk to random people, or even people he knows, and even when he does, it might not...come out right, so he would rather be alone, silently working on some project.
And then his parents told him they were going to move. Did he like the idea? No. Does he know why they have moved? Not yet. However, he thinks he could probably get used to a much smaller environment, besides, theres nothing terribly special about where they're moving to.
He's going to have a field day.
Face Claim:Colin ford
