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Wes Nichols

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Come To The Cabaret. We Have Your Deepest, Darkest Desires Here."

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a character in “Beyond The Sea”, as played by Dumisa

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{"I used to pretend I was someone quite mysterious and fascinating. Then I grew up and realized I was mysterious and fascinating.”}
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|{Full Name}|
Wesley David Nichols.

|{Nickname}|
Wes | Usually accepts this nickname from everyone.

Davie | Hates this nickname and it is the least common.

Pimp | Don't call him this because he doesn't portray himself to such behavior.

|{Age}|
35.

|{Nationality}|
Atlantian.

|{Sexuality}|
Sapio-Pansexual | Falls in love with almost anybody, as long as they have the intelligence to back it up.

|{Occupation}|
The Cabaret Owner.

|{Group}|
Orphic.




|{Appearance}|
Wesley is a fairly handsome male, he is no Prince Charming but has other charming features about himself. For instance, his eyes are a bright, emerald green color and if you stare into them long enough, you fall under their spell. Though, Wesley sometimes wear glasses and other color contacts, that accent his somewhat tanned skin complexion. He stands at about six foot two and weighs one-hundred thirty-three pounds. Wes has a muscular body structure. He has raven colored hair, though some white streaks are showing now, which is usually combed back. Wesley usually wears business suit when he is at the Cabaret, though when he is outside of the Cabaret, he dresses much more causal unless it is a social gathering then he dresses more business causal than anything.

|{Power}|
Persuasion

The power to control people with your voice. The user can compel people by speaking, the victims are unable to disobey; the seemingly cogent commandment is far too compelling. At high level, user can even persuade people into hurting/killing themselves, but can never cause victims to achieve what they are not capable of. Wes can only do this if he is looking the recipient directly in the eye and not break concentration.

|{Likes}|
|Social Gatherings | Owning The Cabaret | Laughing | Writing | Photography | Money | Alcohol | Sex|

|{Dislikes}|
|Wasting Time | Coffee | Stuck Up People | Know-It-All's | Thunderstorms | Not Making Money | Being Lied To | Negativity|

|{Hobbies || Talents}|
|Journalist | Painter | Collects Antiques | Singing | Blogging | Writing Fanfics|

|{Fears || Weaknesses}|
|Being Abandoned | Dying | Germs | Talking About His Mother | Failing Himself And His Cabaret Workers|

|{Secrets}|
Wes is getting to age where he doesn't keep things bottled inside anymore. He is basically an open book and will tell you whatever you want to know.
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|{Personality}|
Courteous: Generally
Risk-Taking: Often
Ambitious: Generally
Curious: Sometimes
Self-Controlled: Sometimes
Nurturing: Occasionally
Trusting: Generally
Honest: Sometimes
Loyal: Occasionally
Affectionate: Rarely
Romantic: Occasionally
Flirty: Generally
Sympathetic: Occasionally
Altruistic: Typically
Optimistic: Often
Observant: Generally
Logical: Often
Social: Very outgoing
Emotions: Somewhat controlled




|{History}|
Wes was born and raised in the city of Atlantis, to two wonderful parents, William & Patricia Nichols. It wasn't until short after his birth, his mother died due to natural causes, or so he was told. When she did, his father hit a rough patch and immediately started drinking heavily. Wes didn't communicate much with his father, when he was drinking but sometimes wished that his mother was still alive so that he could interact with someone - Since he is the only child. It was a little hard for him growing up since his father was always drinking and creeping out of the house late at night.

One day, Wes decided to follow him and saw that he was going to the local Cabaret. Curious, little Wes entered and was immediately met by one of the bodyguards and turned at the door. He was always curious about what goes on there, so when he became older, he started becoming a regular. After awhile, he started to get close to the owner and some of the workers there. He told the owner that it was his dream to own the Cabaret after learning the few hidden mysteries with the Cabaret.

So, when the owner died, it was written that Wes take over the Cabaret and he basically gleamed when he heard the news. The Cabaret is up and running, always welcoming and accommodating to new and old faces. Wes thinks that he has the best workers working for him, since he practically had to hire more people since the original owner died and everyone left. Wes even took it upon himself to spruce the place up a bit, to make it a little bit old time though with a modern feel.




|{Theme Song}
"There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost. But you'll never see the end of the road while you're traveling with me. Hey now, hey now, don't dream it's over."

Don't Dream It's Over - Crowded House.

|{Face Claim}
Patrick Dempsey.

Character Dialogue || #008000

So begins...

Wes Nichols's Story

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~ January 15th, 8 pm. ~




ImageImage Tonight is a very special night. Perhaps the most special night if you don't count Christmas or New Years. January 15th is Conjoinment Day in Atlantis. That's the day when the surface dwellers first came down into the underwater city, connecting themselves with the seafarers, creating one indivisible population that still resides inside Atlantis's great protection today. Traditionally, the holiday is spent in great celebration. The Cabaret, Pub, and Casino are usually packed, and even on the streets, crowds of socialites are chatting and cheering. Everyone is dressed to the nines, whether they be dancing in the club or just chilling out at home. It's supposed to be a very peaceful, unified day full of fun and excitement. But during these times of segregation, revolution, and change, tradition may not last for too long...




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Alexis Ingrid Suess
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"Better keep your eyes on me, because I'm a shooting star."
Outfit || Theme Song


The light peaked through the window, waking the blonde who was snuggled so comfy within those blankets. She opened her blue eyes, frowning at the light. She had gone to her boyfriend's, Pat, house after work. After a few drinks, they ended up in bed as usual. It was either his apartment or hers. They really didn't care whose. She had even given him a key to her apartment, just to make things more convenient. And even if their love affair fizzled, Alexis would still consider him a good friend. He was one of the only alter friends she had made since dancing at the Cabaret.

She looked over at him and smiled. Still sound asleep. She smirked, leaning over and kissing him. She slipped out of the bed, not bothering to grab a blanket for modesty. She slid on her lacy panties then matching bra. She slid on a black skirt that rested just above her navel and pulled on a lacy red crop top. She didn't mind showing off some skin, especially since she was about to go to work. She slipped on her boots and laced them up. She grabbed her bag and went into the bathroom where she touched up her makeup and brushed her teeth. Her hair still looked fine from the night before.

Alexis slipped out of the bathroom, smirking when she said that he had still not awaken. She took a notepad and wrote a note for him. 'Had to head to work. See you tonight! -Alexis' She kissed the note, leaving a lipstick mark behind. She put it on his nightstand where she knew he'd to see it. She headed out the door, locking it as she left.

As she hurried down the stairs, the blonde searched her purse for a pill bottle. She smiled when she found it. The miracle pill. She opened it, finding it still filled with pills. She had gotten a refill the night before. She popped one of the pills and swallowed. She didn't need water, she did this so often. It was a daily habit now. She couldn't even remember when she first started taking it. She just knew how wonderful it was to be able to use her powers whenever she wanted.

She didn't have to walk that far to get to the Carbaret. She had thought she would have been late but no, Wesley had been. She smiled at him. She had only made it a few minutes before him. She slipped in with the others. It was the same ole speech they got every year on this day. "Don't worry, Wes, we're like a well oiled machine. You don't have to worry about anything going wrong." She told him as he left. She moved through the rows of tables and headed to the back. She found her dressing table.

This was Alexis' second home. Though her parents probably knew what she did for money, they never actually came out and asked her about it, or come here. It was better that was. She didn't want to ruin their reputation. It wasn't like she was a floozy or anything. She just loved to dance. And where was better than the Cabaret to get noticed?