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§ . m o n i k e r ( s ) . Brice, B
§ . g e n d e r . Male
§ . a g e . eighteen
§ . s e x u a lx o r i e n t a t i o n . heterosexual
§ . o r i g i n . beaumont, california
§ . r e l a t i o n s h i pxs t a t u s . single and ready to mingle
§ . e l e c t i v e s . lacrosse team
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§ . e y e s . deep espresso
§ . h a i r . black
§ . h e i g h t . 6ft 2in
§ . w e i g h t . 153lbs
§ . p h y s i q u e . slim, athletic
§ . s k i n . bold chestnut with some russet undertones
§ . s c a r s . none so far!
§ . d e s c r i p t i o n . The best thing about Brice is that, sure, he's a bit smaller than the rest of the team when it comes to musculature and things, but he's got a killer smile that just lights up his face. Oh, and let's not even get started with his freckles. They make the ladies melt, or so... he likes to think so. He had dark hair with equally dark eyes, and there's not much mystery to him at all. He's just a typical high school jock, and he looks like one. This guy likes to keep his hairline tight, his look smooth, and everything about him on fleek. That's just him. He's a dash of cool with killer style, even if he's a bit of a jester sometimes. He prefers clothes that match his personality; fun, vibrant, and just plain lively. There's really not much to say about him other than... just typical. The girls think he's kind of cute but slightly annoying, and he thinks he's hot shit.
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§ . d e m e a n o r . friendly, jokster, trustworthy
§ . f e a r s . his father's death, getting kicked out off of the lacrosse team, utterly failing high school
§ . v i c e ( s) . weed, bad jokes, nosy
§ . d i s l i k e s . bossy bitches, his English teacher, high school dances
§ . l i k e s . hanging out with friends, playing lacrosse, joking around in the locker room, skipping class
§ . f l a w s . academics (boring), nosy as hell, too confident, maybe a little annoying
§ . s t r e n g t h s . self-confidence, investigative, hard to anger
§ . i n t e l l i g e n c e . His GPA is abysmal, but that isn't because he's dumb. School is just boring as fuck. He is always tardy, skipping class, and has some issues at home that make him less than focused on his academics.
§ . p e r s o n a l i t y . Behind the veneer of over-friendliness and self-confidence is a boy that just wants to belong somewhere. His life at home with his father is anything but pleasant. The man's a violent drunk, and the town is waiting to elect someone to take the temperamental Sheriff's place. It can't be helped, though. With so many things going on in Beaumont unresolved, what else could he do but drink away his problems? The town has blamed him for many things, and there's a desperate need for change. None of that rubs off on Brice, though. Most of the kids that know him at school are aware that the boy is separate from the father.
He's just a kid that loves life and lives vicariously through his friendships. He has a lot of healthy, or sometimes maybe unhealthy, self-confidence. Lacrosse is his lifeblood, even if he's not the best at it. It's just the camaraderie that he really enjoys; being with the boys, talking about all the cute girls in school, smoking weed after games under the bleachers. His peers adore him because he's brimming with positivity and wants nothing more than to be with his pals. He's cheering for everyone at every moment and is determined that if his house can't feel like home anymore, then his friends will be. If you need a guy to skip class with, he's your guy. Just need a friend to bitch to? He's all ears or even all shoulders.
He's also pretty nosy. He can't help but get involved with the town's more suspicious cases, and loves to dig into his dad's case files. He asks a lot of questions and is unabashedly investigative. It annoys his father, and he lands in the Sheriff's station quite often. But hey - in a small town, what else is there to do?
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§ . s t r e n g t h s . investigative, intuitive
§ . w e a k n e s s . kind of clumsy, impulsivity
§ . p h y s i c a lx c o n d i t i o n i n g . Compared to the other guys on the team, he's muscular but slim. He can lift weight, but he's not going to make a show out of outlifting any of the guys.
§ In general, Brice is your typical Human was typical speed, strength, stamina, etc. There is nothing special about him. However, he does have quite the knack for investigation. Taking after his father of whom has spent his entire life in law enforcement in some way, Brice can usually put two and two together. Not many things elude him, as he is very observational and will be the first person to notice any change, no matter how insignificant. He's intrigued by mystery and secrets, and there isn't much that can be done to stop him once he gets going.
He's also decent at Lacrosse. Brice may never be the Captain of the team or score the winning point, but he knows how to support the team's best players. Supporting others is what he does best in everything, and he doesn't like to show off or steal the show. The same goes for Lacrosse. Whether or not he can actually play really well is something that only he knows, but he also doesn't have the ultra-competitive attitudes of most of the guys. He'd much rather let them take all the glory because he has other things to focus on - like somehow not failing high school.
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Brice's mom died at a young age, but no one in the town really knows what happened to her. It remains unsolved, her autopsy plagued by one of the many unknowns. He was about eight-years-old, and that left him with his father. At the time Brice's father was a deputy in town, and he was raising the boy all on his own. His father couldn't have been less of a mother-figure to him than anyone. He went through the usual stages of grief, which left his son behind to fend for himself for the most part. A lot of parents, primarily from Brice's current friends, have looked out for him when no one else would. He spent a lot of nights at friend's houses, and their parents would often bring him food or pick him up from school when his father would forget about him. Again.
For a child that has been forgotten countless times by his own parent, Brice never seemed to show that he was troubled at school. While he had the typical behaviors that some would associate with single parent children, like sometimes acting out in class or what have you, he looked and acted like a normal happy kid. Of course, he had his friends and their families to thank for that. From the outside, he seemed okay, and no one bothered to ask him what was going on at home. People just felt sorry for him and knew that he had a busy father. Right about the end of his middle school years, his dad began to campaign for Sheriff. He was elected in by overwhelming votes because of his dedication to work and his reputation with the population.
At home, however, was a different story. By the time Brice was about 13, the job started to take its toll on his dad. He was still looking and searching for anything about what happened to his wife, even if the town had moved on. Even is Brice had moved on. He was so obsessed that home began to look like work and work began to look like - well, more work. Everywhere Brice looked in the house there were files upon files in which his father picks through to put together the pieces. So many unknown murders. So many "Animal Bites" yet there wasn't that much vicious wildlife around these parts. This intrigued Brice, as he has always been a naturally curious kid. While his father was at work, Brice involved himself in studying these cases. They started to become an obsession for him, too, but eventually a friend or two was able to tell him to stop.
By high school, he was getting into trouble. He wasn't doing very well in school despite tutoring from Reagan Venandi, but he felt... distracted. The Lacrosse coach told him that maybe engaging in a sport would help him relieve some restlessness. A few friends could vouch for his dedication, but he didn't have much skill. He spent some time helping the team whilst he learned to play the game, and when he was a Sophmore, they finally let him play. He wasn't great, but he knew how to support their best players.
For now, he is just trying to graduate high school with his friends and not get kicked off of the lacrosse team.
For a child that has been forgotten countless times by his own parent, Brice never seemed to show that he was troubled at school. While he had the typical behaviors that some would associate with single parent children, like sometimes acting out in class or what have you, he looked and acted like a normal happy kid. Of course, he had his friends and their families to thank for that. From the outside, he seemed okay, and no one bothered to ask him what was going on at home. People just felt sorry for him and knew that he had a busy father. Right about the end of his middle school years, his dad began to campaign for Sheriff. He was elected in by overwhelming votes because of his dedication to work and his reputation with the population.
At home, however, was a different story. By the time Brice was about 13, the job started to take its toll on his dad. He was still looking and searching for anything about what happened to his wife, even if the town had moved on. Even is Brice had moved on. He was so obsessed that home began to look like work and work began to look like - well, more work. Everywhere Brice looked in the house there were files upon files in which his father picks through to put together the pieces. So many unknown murders. So many "Animal Bites" yet there wasn't that much vicious wildlife around these parts. This intrigued Brice, as he has always been a naturally curious kid. While his father was at work, Brice involved himself in studying these cases. They started to become an obsession for him, too, but eventually a friend or two was able to tell him to stop.
By high school, he was getting into trouble. He wasn't doing very well in school despite tutoring from Reagan Venandi, but he felt... distracted. The Lacrosse coach told him that maybe engaging in a sport would help him relieve some restlessness. A few friends could vouch for his dedication, but he didn't have much skill. He spent some time helping the team whilst he learned to play the game, and when he was a Sophmore, they finally let him play. He wasn't great, but he knew how to support their best players.
For now, he is just trying to graduate high school with his friends and not get kicked off of the lacrosse team.
coding x mombie | fc x keith powers | hex x AB7448
