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Doc #: EPD0001
Date Doc: 2015/??/??
BIRTH NAME: William Lee Valentine
KNOWN ALIAS(S): ---
AGE: 24
GENDER: Male
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Homoflexible
DATE OF BIRTH: August 5, 1991
HOMETOWN: New York City, New York, USA
BLOODTYPE: AB+
FAMILY:
FATHER:
John Valentine
MOTHER:
Claudia Valentine [Deceased]
SIBLINGS:
None
OCCUPATION: Looking for a Job
Powers: ---
HEIGHT: 5'10"
WEIGHT: 154 lbs
EYES: Light Brown
HAIR: Dark Brown
DESCRIPTION: Youthful looking and attractive, William fit the bill of what frat boy or wannabe 'popular' guy would look like, even though this is far from the truth as he doesn't care about any such labels or cliches. With short dark brown hair always looking like he just got out of bed, light brown eyes that sometimes look like liquid amber when the sun rays hit them just right and with random moles on his face completing the assemble, he clearly got the better end of the stick when it comes to the gene pool. Besides having a few scars and marks thanks to playing Lacrosse, he has a small tattoo on the inside of his right forearm, it is basically the word "Hope" in all caps and with dots at the end of every character.
It read thusly as "H.O.P.E.".
He normally dresses in plaids or shirts (or a combination of both) and comfortable fitting jeans, with converses shoes or sneakers and always with a hoodie in some form or way. With an athletic build born from playing lacrosse and keeping himself in shape by going to the gym and eating healthy, he stands at a respectable five foot ten inches and one hundred fifty four pounds. Believe him when he tells you that he has tried to keep his hair into some semblance of order, so far without using gel or whatever that's almost impossible.
ALLIES: ---
ENEMIES: ---
HOBBIES: Practicing with his drums, hitting up the gym, reading, listening to music, cooking in his spare time and people watching
LIKES: Nature, Music, Rain, Thunder, Wolves, Lions, Boxing/Self-Defense and The Supernatural
DISLIKES: Drunk Drivers, Falling, Bigots, and Conceited assholes and pretty much anything in between those categories
PERSONALITY: Always resorting to sarcasm or being a wisecrack is his first choice when dealing with any situation that put him on edge, or when he really doesn't like someone's presence near him, it's kinda the reason why he avoids the Captain of the Lacrosse Team, seeing that douche nozzle's smirking face always set him off since the dude tripped him years ago just because he said "Hi" to his on-again off-again girlfriend.
He doesn't have a calm life and he is very messy, as implied by a stack of disorganized newspapers, clothes and what not in his room. He doesn't like to show too many emotions towards someone and if he does, he forces himself to do it because he knows that later he will not be able to do it again.
He is considerate of others's emotions and well-beings, but he has a straightforward and rebellious atmosphere to him, so he won't be afraid to be blunt with you unless you don't really need it and will try to smooth matters over as fast as he can. Usually calm, he's the type who burns quietly, preferring to not burden anyone with his problems and instead try to work it over himself unless he absolutely has to let someone in on the problem.
When all it is said and done, there's a limit to how much he hides his feelings. There will be a time when someone will push hard enough, and once that happens he will fall apart like a house of cards against a soft summer's wind.
HISTORY:
Losing your mother at the tender age of ten because of a traffic accident could really mess up someone, or rather could make them resent those that did not honestly care about the well-being of others with their excessive drinking and then decided for some stupid reason to drive their stupid cars at full speed without a care in the world.
Still, his awesome Father saw fit that he still had someone even if she was gone, he made sure that William had everything he could need or want, yet not once did William took advantage of this - well besides that one time he asked for a PS2 for his Birthday- and his Father's kindness, since it would feel like spitting on his Mother's grave if he even attempted to do so.
The years flew by, and in no time at all the boy that John raised became a man standing on their own two feet. Already on Community College and well on his way to make something of himself, it brought an indescribable feeling; like the ones you heard parents got when their children were ready to leave the nest so to speak.
Which wouldn't happen as far as William was concerned, besides some relatives that he barely saw and heard of, his Father was all he had in the world so he made the decision to still live with the old fart, something had to look out for him and his health after all and he would be damned if he left something as ridiculous as a clogged arteries took away his Father from him.
That was three years ago, and besides taking the random part-time job here and there to satiate his boredom, William's life was kinda taking a turn for the boring one, he wouldn't mind if anything interested happened to it, it would break the normalcy that he had fallen upon at least.
NOTES: William knows how to defense himself against an attacker since he had taken some defense classes back in high school, but against someone more experienced or wielding a weapon he could be left helpless against them, so he will chose to run away instead of staying and fight a losing battle. He's still trying to figure out what to do with his life even though he could very well choose to kick back and relax with the backup money that he has in his bank account thanks to his Father. But becoming a coach potato isn't his style at all, so until he finally settles down he'll keep searching for something to make of himself.
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