FULL NAME
Atticus Walter Stuart
NICKNAMES
Atty [extremely common] || Pretty Boy [frowned upon, but also common]
BIRTH DATE
September 4th
AGE
Twenty-four
SEXUALITY
Bisexual
OCCUPATION
Quarter Master
APPEARANCE
Atticus plays the role of suave, swashbuckling heart-breaker well. He has created a persona for himself that is all at once the perfect amount of rugged and well-groomed. He has a very average build, complemented by even more average eye and hair color. He keeps his hair cropped quite short and his facial hair just thick enough to be more than a five o'clock shadow but not yet "a beard." His arms and torso are heavily inked with various tattoos he has acquired over the years.
WEIGHT
Roughly one hundred & seventy pounds
HEIGHT
An even six feet
LIKES
Drinking ❤ Sex ❤ Smell of the Ocean ❤ Gossip about Him ❤ Action ❤ Sea Shanties ❤ Dogs
DISLIKES
Cats ✘ Hangovers ✘ Being Forgotten ✘ Hand-to-Hand Combat ✘ Shoes
TALENTS
Atticus's most redeeming quality is his charisma which, in all honesty, is the only reason he hasn't been killed before. It allows him to diffuse some of the most tense situations. Though he is not physically imposing, he does manage to hold his own in a fight due to his agility. His nimbleness has saved his life on many accounts. Along with this, he is also a very accomplished marksman, but he has a tendency to grow anxious if the battle comes too close to him. Also, he can sing the hell out of almost any song.
WEAKNESSES
For all of his talk, Atticus is one hell of a coward. Certainly, he puts forth an effort when he's on the "winning side", but if he knows the odds are not in his favor, he is quick to drop his previous engagements and fight under a new banner. As such, he is often seen as a selfish bastard. He'd likely agree if he knew they called him that. Further, Atticus is petty as hell. He enjoys - and seeks - attention in any form. It feeds his ego and truly gives him his drive. When conversations turn away from him, he grows moody and volatile. Though it takes quite a lot to get him to anger, when Atticus does lose his temper he is difficult to calm, especially when drunk. Finally, he has proven himself to be, in general, an overly anxious man. He often paces and wanders about, unable to keep still or focus on one thing for too long. Many would simply call him "jittery", but he worries far too much for that to be the reason.
PERSONALITY
You'd be hard-pressed to find a bigger asshole on the Seven Seas. Atticus knows (or, rather, believes he knows) his place in the world, and it happens to be at the top. He has one hell of an ego and could be likened to a bit of a brat. And yet, Atticus knows how to do his job. Despite his conceited ways, he knows how to smooth talk his way in and out of situations. It's the only reason he hasn't managed to die yet.
He thoroughly enjoys the finer things in life - sex and alcohol. Once, he loved to read, but now books only remind him of a life he once lived. In fact, listen to him speak. You'll hear the posh British accent that he so-desperately tries to mask. Really, there is no point in it. It's as much a part of him as the ocean has become.
Atticus's work ethic is, to put it lightly, lacking, but if he sets his mind to something, you can be damn sure he'll finish whatever it is. He often only keeps his own interests in mind, but he's quite good at pretending he cares about others. He pathologically lies and has little remorse for what others might consider "sins". In general, he has quite easily embraced the life of a pirate.
HISTORY
Atticus hardly speaks of his past, but that isn't necessarily a bad thing. He was born into a relatively comfortable life in England's upper-middle class, but his father moved the family out to the Americas in search of greater business ventures. While his father focused on the family business and his mother focused on a coterie of younger siblings, Atticus, the eldest, occupied himself with books, at first. They told great tales of adventure and romance, things a boy could only dream of in a household like his. He was destined to take on his father's estate, but the more he dreamed, the more he knew he had other plans.
And so he ran away like the asshole he is at the age of seventeen. Atticus hitched a ride to the nearest port - Keelhaul. Go figure. From there, not much has happened. He's had work on a few ships, but most times, he quits upon their next stop in port. He simply can't seem to leave the port. Perhaps he truly fears the life of a pirate. Or perhaps he just hasn't found the right captain.
