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James Watt

❝Don't expect me to be the light of the party.❞

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a character in “Maze Runner”, as played by TheNovelust

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{❝Get to know me.❞}

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FULL NAME
NICKNAME(S)
AGE
BIRTH DATE
GENDER
SEXUALITY
ETHNICITY
OCCUPATION
GLADE TIME
James Watt
Jay; Jimmy
Fifteen
March 21st; Aries
Cisgender Male
Unsure
50% English, 25% German 12.5% Welsh 12.5% Czech
Keeper of the Builders
Three Years, Five Months




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{❝Like what you see?❞}

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James has a mop of messy black hair and stunning, bright blue eyes. He changes his hair style often, sometimes wearing it long and at others keeping it cut short. He stands at a tiny five feet four inches tall and weights about a hundred and ten pounds — soaking wet. His small stature is the exact opposite one would expect from a Builder — and especially from the Keeper of the Builders — but James' leadership position comes from his brain. Despite probably being less physically adept than most people, the things he designs and builds are sturdy and reliable. He's hoping he's due for a growth spurt soon. He wears thick, black-rimmed glasses for reading. Generally, he wears collared shirts as few of the other boys will take them when they're sent up, and jeans. He has a thin scar on the left side of his face that runs from about the corner of his mouth to his jawline, but he doesn't remember how he got it.



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{❝Just leave me alone.❞}
✦Cunning ✧Sarcastic ✦Introverted ✧Loyal ✦Spiteful

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James tends to be introverted and prefers his own company. He enjoys the time he spends reading when he's not designing new structures to build around the Glade. Despite this, he can be quite fun, especially with his quick wit and sarcasm. However, after any kind of social gathering, he needs time to be alone and recharge.

His loyalty is easily won, but once lost, is lost forever. He can be vengeful, even spiteful, to people who cross him. He's generally slow to anger, but can be quite the firecracker once set off. Despite his small stature, he's not afraid to fight anyone and everyone. He can tolerate a lot of things, but one thing he won't tolerate is a bully.



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Likes:
Designing New Structures Reading Being Alone Most Food The Glade Routine

Dislikes:
Social Interaction Not Knowing Who He Is Most Social Gatherings Change

Hobbies:
Reading Gardening Card Games Petting Goats

Fears:
☠ Never Recovering His Memories ☠ Leaving the Glade ☠ The Unknown

Talents:
Structural Engineering Spacial Reasoning Eidetic Memory

Flaws:
× Stubborn × Unwilling to Change × Cocky

Goals:
▢ Be Happy ▢ Find His Parents ▢ Recover His Memories ▢ Learn What W.I.C.K.E.D. Is

Secrets:
James doesn't mind staying in the Glade. Life has settled into a routine and he's a bit too afraid of the unknown to know if he really wants to ever leave the Glade. Everyone else is preoccupied on finding a way out, so he never mentions this.
James has never given a thought about his sexuality, always far too busy with other things. He feels he can appreciate both males and females, but has never given an actual thought to being with one or the other.




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{❝Am I me, or just who they want me to be?❞}

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Remembered﴿
James remembers waking in the Glade at the age of twelve, three years and five months ago. At least, he thinks he was twelve, and he's been counting the months ever since. He doesn't know what month it was when he came to the Glade, but every time he's counted 365 days that have passed since that day, he considers it his birthday.

He arrived with no memory of who he was, much like the others. On the third day, his name came back to him. He spent a few weeks disoriented and shifting from job to job until the Keepers decided he wasn't good at anything and made him a Slopper. He hated the job and being treated like less than the other Gladers. He suffered through a year and a half as a Slopper before a nearby building happened to collapse while being constructed. James shook his head, and casually muttered under his breath how the design was flawed to begin with. The Keeper of the Builders overheard and asked James how he would build it then. James scoffed and explained. When he was done, the Keeper nodded his head, shook James' hands, and said, "Welcome to your new life as a Builder."

From then on, James helped with designing the buildings and helped to build them with his small stature as best as he could. He became Keeper of the Builders three months ago, when the former Keeper sunk into depression and then committed suicide by locking himself inside the Maze overnight.

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Forgotten﴿
James was born on March 21st at twenty-seven weeks gestation, along with his twin brother, Peter in New York, New York. After a long, hard NICU stay, the twins were released to go home with their parents. At the corrected age of three months, Peter passed away due to SIDS. James grew up without ever remembering his brother, but his parents would often talk about Peter and their were pictures of the twins scattered throughout the house. James grew slowly compared to his peers and developed some eyesight problems due to his prematurity but was otherwise healthy.

When he was nine, his parents moved him from the busy life in New York City to a more settled one in the outskirts of the state. James was gifted a Black Lab puppy for his ninth birthday, which he, ironically, named Snow.

On the night before his tenth birthday, a group burst into the home and attempted to take James. When his father refused, he was killed. The distraction, however, gave his mother enough time to make an escape with James in tow. They survived in the woods for a few days before a Crank found them and got to James' mother. James was able to make his way back to their home, where a guard had been posted in case of their return. James was now property of W.I.C.K.E.D.




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{❝Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. I heard that somewhere once.❞}
Face Claim
Asa Butterfield
Color
#003366
Portrayed By
TheNovelust
Character Sheet
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So begins...

James Watt's Story

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K A N EXXM O N T E H U E
attire: xXXX location: The Glade

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The nights were rough on Kane as they were any other Glader. With every blink working towards a prolonged sleep came with flashing images of the maze. He’s been having the same recurring nightmare for the past 3 months now – He’s walking through the maze alone. It’s night out and somehow he got stuck out in the maze on his own. All he has with his is a small knife and nothing else. He tiptoes through the maze, trying to stay alive until the sun comes up. He can feel the warmth of the sun starting to rise but there’s no light coming down into the maze. His stomach his nervous and his heart palpitates nervously. The maze, in his dream, is endless twists and turns, darker with every turn. Just as he rounds a corner, he’s faced with a griever and that’s where the dream ends. Every night it’s the same. He wakes up in a cold sweat and a frenzy trying to catch a breath.

He's never able to sleep more than a few hours anymore, so instead of wasting his time trying, Kane runs. He’ll run the length of the Glade, over and over until the sun comes up. It’s easier for Kane to sleep when the sun’s up, so he’ll catch a few hours of shut eye before the sun is at its brightest. This night was no different. Kane had been plagued with his nightmare yet again and instead of fighting with his demons, he got up from his hammock, got dressed, strapped his boots on and went for a run around the Glade. This time he ran longer than he normally did. He ran the length of the Glade several times; so much so that on his last run, he ran into Mia and Lot walking back from the woods. “Hey guys, what’s going on?” Kane asked, slowing down next to them as they departed from the other three they were with. Kane looked around, confused as to what was going on. Neither of the two answered him as Xavier and Lot got into it. Kane was a little taken aback about what was happening, but being so close he was able to hear the reason for the secrecy was Hector’s death. Kane didn’t know how to react, so he didn’t. Kane trailed behind Lot and Mia as they walked back to the Glade’s center. Lot called a meeting and Kane followed him and the other Keepers into the meeting hall. What the hell could possibly be going on right now? Kane genuinely confused, unaware the grievers were the reason for Hector’s passing.

In the meeting hall, tension was so thick it could be cut with a blade. Kane’s head whipped around trying to follow everything that was going on, he was having a hard time following the confused mumbling from others. He tried to listen in on what others were talking about but Lot very quickly cut everyone off but speaking, causing the room to fall quiet. “Listen, something is happening out there. We found Hector’s body ripped to shreds in the woods. He got attacked by a griever. We need to figure out what’s going on in the maze.” What the hell?! Kane’s eyes darted again through the room as people began to shout and call back at Lot. No fucking way this was actually happening right now. Then Lot directed his attention to Kane specifically, the boy fell nervous again, just as he does at night. “Kane, I need you to send out a group. I think it’d be good to send them out at night. I know we usually don’t do that but I think it’s our only way to figure out what was going on with the grievers and why they’re starting to attack at all hours of the day.”

Kane was suddenly hit by a truck, at least that’s what it felt like. He could see nothing but white, he could hear nothing but a ringing in his ears. His eyes felt heavy and Kane blinked several times as though he was trying to get this bad idea out of his mind, out of sight. His body felt both numb and ached with immense pain. The air in him escaped and Kane could not breathe for the life of him. “Lot, man… you can’t be serious.” To Kane, it was as though his nightmare was ringing true right in front of him. “Are you daft? Seriously man, have you gon’t klunked? Are you trying to kill us? There’s no way that you’re sending me and my guys out there, expecting us to live!” Kane’s voice raised into a shout.

Kane ran out of the meeting hall as everyone else’s voices raised or didn’t. Some were left dumbfounded, left quiet by Kane’s reaction. Others rose their voices in uproar alongside Kane. Kane walked out shouting at everyone. “Can I get all my fucking runners out here? Because apparently, Mr. Big Shot over there is trying to kill us all. We’re gonna do a vote, right here and right now.” Kane turned his head when he could hear a voice behind him shouting out to him. “Kane! Shut it! Don’t get klunked man. You’ll get stuck in the lock up, so cut it out.” Kane wasn’t bothered by getting locked up but something came over him and he got quiet. The eyes of the Gladers widened and if they didn’t know what was going on before, they certainly had a clue now. “Fuck you, Lot.” Kane walked off, towards the maze, leaving everyone else to their devices.

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E L L I O T TX&XK A N E
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Lot’s head dropped with the weight of stress on him. He knew that there was going to be at least one person that wasn’t going to react well to his news. Although, to be completely honest, not many people did react well. Some just reacted less bad than others. Kane’s reaction, however, was completely expected but it certainly wasn’t hoped for. What could Lot do? What was he to do about it? He was doing the best he could for what he had, for what he knew, for where they were. What the hell did people expect from him? Lot shook his head and followed the crowd that just dismissed themselves from the meeting.

Kane stood out in the courtyard, shouting, to the other Gladers. Lot spoke up as quickly as he could, with the hope that he could get Kane to stop talking. “Kane! Shut it! Don’t get klunked man. You’ll get stuck in the lock up, so cut it out.” Kane looked disgustingly at Lot and cursed at him before walking towards the maze. Lot, on the other hand, waited for the crowd to soften up a little before he started speaking up again. “Everyone, there is a matter of safety that it is being addressed. As of right now, we know as much as you do about what’s going on. As soon as we know more, you’ll know more. For the time being, go about your duties as usual. Thank you.” Lot’s eyes were tired. He knew not what to do but was doing his best to keep everyone under control.

While people trickled away from the middle of the Glade to their posts, Lot let his shoulders fall. The heaviness of weight that was piled on him showed in his weariness. Lot stuck around by Mia after all that’s happened. He spoke softly to her, “Maybe I should be the one out there. I shouldn’t ask them to do something I wouldn’t do, you know?” Lot’s arms crossed across his chest and he sighed deeply. From a short distance he could see Aryn and a smile fell gently upon his cheeks. His affections for her grew and the thought came to his mind that perhaps his going out into the maze at night was his best chance for her protection. He wanted to do the best he could for everyone in the Glade but for her to be protected, meant the world to Lot. He looked at Mia and smiled gently. I know it better than anyone out there. I’d be their best bet.” This time, as Lot spoke, his eyes locked with Maeve. His stomach rumbled with emotion.

He made it about half way to the maze before turning around; Kane walked towards the crowd that had not yet dispersed. There he found two of his runners close by, Mae and Iggy. He joined Maeve, who stood with the Greenie and Nate. He gave the two a nodded greeting and then looked at his runner. “Hey you, what do you think about going for a run?” Kane looked over Maeve’s shoulder to where Mia and Lot stood, talking. He nodded his head towards Lot and spoke again, “Boss man’s trying to kill us to might as well get a round done before he goes crazy and has us sent out.” He didn’t wait for the girl to respond before calling out to an eating Iggy, “Are you ready to go, too? I could use you out there.” The group stood around talking, while everyone else got to work. Kane wanted to get to work too, but he wasn’t quite ready to die. Not alone anyway. Kane called out to Lot before he turned around to walk back towards the maze. “Anytime you want to join us too, Boss. Let me know. It’d be nice for you to see what we do out there.” Kane very well knew that Lot knew more than enough about the maze, but Kane was bitter and he had a grudge to hold.

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She was brought out of her thought when the poor kid began to whimper. "Shh, it's ok. You're fine. She cooed as she ran her fingers through his hair trying to sooth him back to sleep. Finally he did and she went back to finish his new bandage. This one thing that made her feel like it was worth being in the Glade, being able to help heal people. It made her feel human, this place can make you feel like the world outside wasn't even there anymore. They all knew there was an outside world, at least she did, she just didn't know why they were out there and Gladers were in here.

She turned towards the entrance when she heard a sigh and saw Aryn and smiled. Before Ash could greet her friend Aryn began to speak, "Ashley, they found Hector dead, Griever, they're thinking about sending a group into the Maze, at night." She was shocked to hear the Lot even thought that was a good idea. She turned to finish the bandage before standing on her feet. Everything in her wanted to yell but she didn't need the poor injured souls being in anymore pain than they already were, nor did they need to worry about others getting killed. "Is he insane!? They're going to get killed! She hissed under her breath. This was the craziest thing she'd ever heard. Sending runners out into the maze at night. "Aryn you have to convince him that this isn't a good idea. Half of those kids will come back dead or injured."

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MIA BLUNT



The Glade | August 4th 2232
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It was difficult. The whole situation was almost impossible to work with or manipulate. Grievers and Gladers, both were complicated things and maybe Mia's respect for that is what made her the best person to consider it over and formulate some kind of plan or idea, but she didn't have time for that. They were talking about going in now, at the next opportunity and she wasn't sure how she felt about that. In her heart, she had the same dread of any other Glader about the Maze at night. She couldn't pretend to be comfortable with the idea and although in a heart beat she'd volunteer herself to go and all would know that true, she knew her duty too important. There wasn't a Glader with her same sense of rationality and ability to bring tranquillity, she didn't mean that boastingly- she just understood her strengths and weaknesses well.

She found herself distracted however when she noticed Nate across the Glade and she shivered with anger she directed only to herself for acknowledging the boy. He may be older than a boy but in her opinion, he still acted like one but there was a part of her which she whole heartedly resented that couldn't help admire some of his qualities. She didn't allow herself to think of them though and quickly turned her attention to Lot who was confiding in her once more.

“Maybe I should be the one out there. I shouldn’t ask them to do something I wouldn’t do, you know?”

She hated the idea.

She hated the thought.

It was selfish because she hated it because she couldn't bare the thought of Lot being harmed or more likely, killed by a Griever but politically, she understood it would look far more admirable to the Gladers and more just. She understood morally, Nate probably felt obliged and strategically, he did know the Maze better than anybody else.

It made sense but she didn't like it at all.

"If you must, I won't stop you and it does make sense but don't be rash Elliot. When did you last go in the Maze? And how prepared are you for what's out there? Really? And you'd leave us without a leader Lot. And heaven forbid it went wrong, we wouldn't last any longer than 24 hours," She admitted her concerns because she trusted Lot but weakness like this she'd never indulge any other Glader in witnessing. Mia was an incredibly proud individual and quite rightly so but still, she didn't like to let on to when things were out of her control.

Her eyes turned over all the Gladers, Maeve who she loved like a sister was with Kane; they two probably thought awfully of Lot now (maybe even Mia too for trying to defend his idea), she looked at Nate finding herself concerned as to if he'd disrespect her decision to support Lot to as big an extent as she could. She knew some Gladers liked to insist her loyalty was as ill placed as her faith but she disagreed, she always had. Some Gladers might be angry at her but she couldn't worry about petty disagreements now. There was a bigger issue at hand.

"I can't tell you what to do or how to do things Lot and you know very well I'd never try to but I do urge you think twice about something like this. Yes, they might respect you more for it and maybe you do know the Maze well but is it worth the risk with? Your the leader Lot, you're their hope; if this went wrong, who'd they look up to then? There'd be no hope. So unless you can look me dead in the eye and say you're not gonna die out there, I'm not sure you should rush into this so quickly," She told him, bluntly but fairly and her words were as ever true.

She stood by Lot and pinched the bridge of her nose for a moment before moving her hand to run through her dark brown locks missing the streak which was still stained red, the only trace of her life from before the Maze she had left. She didn't understand how the dye remained, it was paler then it had been at the start but the tone of the colour still ran through in occasional streaks. She had once joked to Lot she'd have to tip her hair dresser when she got back.

But more recently the joke had been rephrased to 'if' she got back.

She sighed and let go of the hair she'd taken to tugging on and paced a little forward, turning her intelligent chestnut gaze over the Glade once more considering it all. Thinking about how it began, how it was now and how it might be if this mission of Lot's went wrong.

It would never be the same.

She wasn't even convinced it'd last.

She'd do everything she could to keep the peace, whether it be for her continued life in the Maze with Lot as a leader, or for 24 hours whilst he was in the Maze or permanently after because it went wrong. She'd always do everything to keep the peace, that was her purpose in the Glade. She mediated squabbles and rows between Gladers young and old, she was a confidante for many and advisor to all but she didn't know if she could keep that up should chaos and fear pursue them all.