Nolan Wells
Jul 27, 2010 12:29:00 GMT -5
Post by Nolan Wells on Jul 27, 2010 12:29:00 GMT -5
YOURSELF
NAME
Marie
AGE
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GENDER
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CHARACTER
FULL NAME
Nolan Thomas Wells
AGE AND GRADE
Fifteen / Freshman
GENDER
Male
SEXUAL ORIENTATION
Straight
TALENT
Theater
LOOK-A-LIKE
Taylor Lautner
PERSONALITY
Nolan is a bit of the cliche popular guy. He can easily fit himself in the it crowd whenever he joins a new school, because he was raised in a fashion that gave him the confidence to do it, but also the feeling that he has to because that's what his parents would want him to do. It's not really that he's a push-over or that he lets other people influence him, nor is he a little mama's boy, but all of his life, he's just been told what to do and how to do it in a manner that was almost like guilting him into doing it, so he's gotten used to going along with what his parents tell him to do, even when they're not around. They're kinda like his conscience, hanging over his shoulder all day long, guiding him through every moment of it, and sometimes he wishes he could just push them off, but really, that kind of a life is all he knows, so he just goes along with it. As long as he gets to do the thing he loves, which is acting, he figures that he has nothing to complain about, and so he doesn't.
He's a very charismatic and charming guy. He'll approach other people in a way that makes them feel completely comfortable around him, and so he easily makes friends. In spite of the fact that he feels like he always has to strive to be the best, he doesn't have a highly competitive spirit and he's not vicious in his ways of trying for the highest rank, which makes other people feel unthreatened by him, and most of the time, the people of his acquaintance are happy for his success even when they're the one he's beating to get there, because he just looks like the guy of guy you feel ought to have won anyway. Kind of like the guy everyone knows will be voted homecoming king and will get that football scholarship. He's very athletic, works out several times a week and does martial arts mostly as a way to pass the time - it's one of the things he found he enjoyed when he was younger, and so he stuck to it, figuring that having one or two activities that he chose for himself and actually enjoys among the rest of his weekly schedule wouldn't hurt.
Ironically enough, he's a bit clueless when it comes to sex and relationships. His mother has mainly kept him sheltered from any information she deemed inappropriate for him to learn, though he's not ignorant to the point of not knowing where babies come from, but his knowledge is very limited. As for girls, he doesn't tend to approach them in a way other than as friends. He's never had a girlfriend in his life, though his mother has pushed him many times toward the neighbors' daughter so they could make a match of it, but at the end of the day, he's never met a girl who held his interest enough for him to try and get to know her better or try to make things go beyond just friends.
APPEARANCE
As a kid, Nolan was the kind of boy whom people always considered to be the cute one with his shaggy black hair, but the older he gets, the more he grows into his looks, on his way to becoming someone that would attract a lot of girls' glances. He now keeps his dark, straight hair short, usually carefully styled with gel, though not too much that it looks greasy or like it'd prick a balloon, just the perfect amount. Due to his darker hair, he already has to make sure to shave every day, though not so much because he would grow a manly beard in a week, but because he does have a bit of facial hair that would look rather unkept if he let it grow. His dark brown eyes have a sparkle to them, his lips full and his jaw square and well defined. His skin has an everlasting tan to it, whether he got out in the sun or not, and is practically smooth most of the time, except for a few imperfections that appear here and there from time to time - he is, after all, only a teenager.
Standing at five feet and nine inches, chances are he'll grow a bit more yet, but probably not enough to go past six feet. His body is well built, with defined muscles and a shapely form, due to his excessive participation in sports and the fact that he works out to keep himself in shape. Not many kids his age can brag that they have the kind of muscle mass he has achieved, but to him it's not really anything special. He doesn't work out to grow bigger muscles or a more defined abdomen, he works out to keep healthy and keep on being able to stay at the top of his game. As for his clothing style, he usually goes for thing that'll be more comfortable than anything else. He prefers to dress casually, with nice jeans and plain t-shirts or button downs, sometimes tagging along a denim or leather jacket. As for shoes, it's sneakers all the way.
HISTORY
The city of Franklin, county seat of Pendleton County, West Virginia, is a relatively small city, where anyone's business is everyone's business, and neighbors are family - some of them playing the part of the annoying relative you really don't feel like seeing. It was in that city that Nolan Thomas Wells was born to Thomas and Mary Wells, after a respectable one year of their being married, on the morning of July 2nd, 1995. Mary and Thomas had been regular high school sweethearts, and they both fit well in the social circles of the city they loved. They'd gotten married once Thomas had graduated from college to go and work as an accountant, while Mary took a small job as a saleswoman at a nearby clothing store that she loved until she got pregnant. She quit her job six months into her pregnancy, not to return - she'd wanted to be a stay at home mother, and since she and Thomas were more than satisfied with their little son, his salary was more than enough for her to not have to work.
Nolan was taught similar values from the moment he was old enough to understand what would be expected of him in life. He was always a well behaved little boy, standing quietly by his mother and father when they stopped in the street to talk to this or that neighbor, never pulling at their clothing or whining that he wanted to go home, answering questions with an adorable lisp that would just not go until he was seven years old. In school, he was expected to do more than well - his father had been class president, at the head of all his classes, and his mother had been a straight A student as well most of her life, and so now it was made obvious that he ought to do the same. He wasn't brought up in a way that was very strict, however - yelling never occured in the Wells household. Instead, he was brought up by guilt. Whenever he did something wrong, got a grade that could only be considered as average or disobeyed a rule, the look in his parents' eyes turned to bitter disappointment, the words that came out of their mouths was to wonder, in a pained voice, what they might have done wrong for him to go so out of the path he should be following, and with him being a sensitive little chap, his heart would swell with sadness and he'd promise never to do it again, to work harder, to do better, and the sun would come right back out with a bright smile and an approving nod.
He was trained to do everything he was expected to do, and his personality gave him the charisma and talent to be able to achieve those expectations. If he was expected to be popular, then he became popular. If he was expected to join a certain sports team, that was what he would do. He read many books to please his mother, an avid reader and intellectual, and for his father's sake, joined every athletic team he could without being too overwhelmed or exhausted to still perform well in school. Baseball, track running and football became his main hobbies, adding on to the list of things he had to do well in, the practices, studies and other such activities pilling up high to make his schedule a very busy one for so young a child. But he never once complained, never strayed from the path that was set before him. He even played every day with the neighbors' little daughter, Brittany, unknowing that as their mothers sat on the front porch, sipping at limonades and cups of teas - depending on the season - they were already in the process of planning their futures together - he was to get into college, possibly on a football scholarship, and he'd be successful in his adulthood, whatever path he chose, as long as it was a glamorous one, such as a doctor, a lawyer, maybe even a famous athlete, and she would stand by his side and support him whatever his choice was. They would be married and have one or two children, because that was the proper amount.
In middle school, Nolan's busy life and his parents' expectations started to weight heavily on his poor young shoulders, and he started unknowingly looking for something, for an escape, his eyes scanning bulletin boards of activities in school without really seeing what was written on them, without knowing what he was looking for, until one day, he noticed a bright yellow sheet with big bold black letters at the top, forming the word 'audition'. A school play, Peter Pan, one of his favorite story book as a child which he'd asked to be read to him over and over until he'd learnt to read by himself. In seconds, his name was signed up onto the list, but for the first time in his life once he got home, he didn't tell his mother every single aspect of his day like she usually asked that he did. It wasn't that he didn't want them to know he was interested in acting - his mother, who loved singing, had done a couple of musicals in her high school days. He just wanted to be able to try something new - having fun. He didn't want to go out there to be the best, to compete with other kids. And ironically enough, the one thing he did with the means of not being the best turned out to be the one thing he was most talented in. He got the lead, and a few weeks later, on the day of the representation, gave his parents the programs for the play. He received mixed reactions, his father not overly pleased at his choice of activity, not to mention his being secretive, but his mother only had eyes for his name next to the lead role.
After that night, his mother decided he ought to take on acting class. She's heard comments in the audience about how talented he was for a child his age, and she could see a whole new career path for him to be added to the list of options. It didn't take too much convincing for her husband to agree, and though Nolan knew that, for his parents, it would be the same as everything else, he agreed to it happily, glad to be able to do something that he truly loved. High school was drawing closer though, and he found himself frightened over the thought of all the things he'd be expected to do, the sports team to join, the AP classes, running for class representative and then class president, even being named valedictorian was something his parents already expected of him at only thirteen. Stress kept adding up until one day, his acting coach gave him a small package that contained several booklets, each of them giving information about various prestidigious boarding schools all over the country, some of which concentrated greatly on Academics, others of sports, but also some on arts. He tossed away the first two and kept the latters, bringing them home to his parents to pour over. They got rid of the majority of them, deciding quickly that they didn't seem good enough for their son, and by the time they were done discarting anything that seemed less than simply perfect, there was one option left. At the beginning of eighth grade, Nolan sent in an application to Gordon Parks' Academy for the Arts, applying to be a theater student, and it was November by the time he got a response - he was accepted on a partial scholarship. Money not being an issue for the most part, his parents started planning the next year for him, talking of what they expected of him, but in the meantime, Nolan didn't care - freedom was on the other side of the door, and his foot was already in the doorway.
[/size]NAME
Marie
AGE
``
GENDER
¸¸
CHARACTER
FULL NAME
Nolan Thomas Wells
AGE AND GRADE
Fifteen / Freshman
GENDER
Male
SEXUAL ORIENTATION
Straight
TALENT
Theater
LOOK-A-LIKE
Taylor Lautner
PERSONALITY
Nolan is a bit of the cliche popular guy. He can easily fit himself in the it crowd whenever he joins a new school, because he was raised in a fashion that gave him the confidence to do it, but also the feeling that he has to because that's what his parents would want him to do. It's not really that he's a push-over or that he lets other people influence him, nor is he a little mama's boy, but all of his life, he's just been told what to do and how to do it in a manner that was almost like guilting him into doing it, so he's gotten used to going along with what his parents tell him to do, even when they're not around. They're kinda like his conscience, hanging over his shoulder all day long, guiding him through every moment of it, and sometimes he wishes he could just push them off, but really, that kind of a life is all he knows, so he just goes along with it. As long as he gets to do the thing he loves, which is acting, he figures that he has nothing to complain about, and so he doesn't.
He's a very charismatic and charming guy. He'll approach other people in a way that makes them feel completely comfortable around him, and so he easily makes friends. In spite of the fact that he feels like he always has to strive to be the best, he doesn't have a highly competitive spirit and he's not vicious in his ways of trying for the highest rank, which makes other people feel unthreatened by him, and most of the time, the people of his acquaintance are happy for his success even when they're the one he's beating to get there, because he just looks like the guy of guy you feel ought to have won anyway. Kind of like the guy everyone knows will be voted homecoming king and will get that football scholarship. He's very athletic, works out several times a week and does martial arts mostly as a way to pass the time - it's one of the things he found he enjoyed when he was younger, and so he stuck to it, figuring that having one or two activities that he chose for himself and actually enjoys among the rest of his weekly schedule wouldn't hurt.
Ironically enough, he's a bit clueless when it comes to sex and relationships. His mother has mainly kept him sheltered from any information she deemed inappropriate for him to learn, though he's not ignorant to the point of not knowing where babies come from, but his knowledge is very limited. As for girls, he doesn't tend to approach them in a way other than as friends. He's never had a girlfriend in his life, though his mother has pushed him many times toward the neighbors' daughter so they could make a match of it, but at the end of the day, he's never met a girl who held his interest enough for him to try and get to know her better or try to make things go beyond just friends.
APPEARANCE
As a kid, Nolan was the kind of boy whom people always considered to be the cute one with his shaggy black hair, but the older he gets, the more he grows into his looks, on his way to becoming someone that would attract a lot of girls' glances. He now keeps his dark, straight hair short, usually carefully styled with gel, though not too much that it looks greasy or like it'd prick a balloon, just the perfect amount. Due to his darker hair, he already has to make sure to shave every day, though not so much because he would grow a manly beard in a week, but because he does have a bit of facial hair that would look rather unkept if he let it grow. His dark brown eyes have a sparkle to them, his lips full and his jaw square and well defined. His skin has an everlasting tan to it, whether he got out in the sun or not, and is practically smooth most of the time, except for a few imperfections that appear here and there from time to time - he is, after all, only a teenager.
Standing at five feet and nine inches, chances are he'll grow a bit more yet, but probably not enough to go past six feet. His body is well built, with defined muscles and a shapely form, due to his excessive participation in sports and the fact that he works out to keep himself in shape. Not many kids his age can brag that they have the kind of muscle mass he has achieved, but to him it's not really anything special. He doesn't work out to grow bigger muscles or a more defined abdomen, he works out to keep healthy and keep on being able to stay at the top of his game. As for his clothing style, he usually goes for thing that'll be more comfortable than anything else. He prefers to dress casually, with nice jeans and plain t-shirts or button downs, sometimes tagging along a denim or leather jacket. As for shoes, it's sneakers all the way.
HISTORY
The city of Franklin, county seat of Pendleton County, West Virginia, is a relatively small city, where anyone's business is everyone's business, and neighbors are family - some of them playing the part of the annoying relative you really don't feel like seeing. It was in that city that Nolan Thomas Wells was born to Thomas and Mary Wells, after a respectable one year of their being married, on the morning of July 2nd, 1995. Mary and Thomas had been regular high school sweethearts, and they both fit well in the social circles of the city they loved. They'd gotten married once Thomas had graduated from college to go and work as an accountant, while Mary took a small job as a saleswoman at a nearby clothing store that she loved until she got pregnant. She quit her job six months into her pregnancy, not to return - she'd wanted to be a stay at home mother, and since she and Thomas were more than satisfied with their little son, his salary was more than enough for her to not have to work.
Nolan was taught similar values from the moment he was old enough to understand what would be expected of him in life. He was always a well behaved little boy, standing quietly by his mother and father when they stopped in the street to talk to this or that neighbor, never pulling at their clothing or whining that he wanted to go home, answering questions with an adorable lisp that would just not go until he was seven years old. In school, he was expected to do more than well - his father had been class president, at the head of all his classes, and his mother had been a straight A student as well most of her life, and so now it was made obvious that he ought to do the same. He wasn't brought up in a way that was very strict, however - yelling never occured in the Wells household. Instead, he was brought up by guilt. Whenever he did something wrong, got a grade that could only be considered as average or disobeyed a rule, the look in his parents' eyes turned to bitter disappointment, the words that came out of their mouths was to wonder, in a pained voice, what they might have done wrong for him to go so out of the path he should be following, and with him being a sensitive little chap, his heart would swell with sadness and he'd promise never to do it again, to work harder, to do better, and the sun would come right back out with a bright smile and an approving nod.
He was trained to do everything he was expected to do, and his personality gave him the charisma and talent to be able to achieve those expectations. If he was expected to be popular, then he became popular. If he was expected to join a certain sports team, that was what he would do. He read many books to please his mother, an avid reader and intellectual, and for his father's sake, joined every athletic team he could without being too overwhelmed or exhausted to still perform well in school. Baseball, track running and football became his main hobbies, adding on to the list of things he had to do well in, the practices, studies and other such activities pilling up high to make his schedule a very busy one for so young a child. But he never once complained, never strayed from the path that was set before him. He even played every day with the neighbors' little daughter, Brittany, unknowing that as their mothers sat on the front porch, sipping at limonades and cups of teas - depending on the season - they were already in the process of planning their futures together - he was to get into college, possibly on a football scholarship, and he'd be successful in his adulthood, whatever path he chose, as long as it was a glamorous one, such as a doctor, a lawyer, maybe even a famous athlete, and she would stand by his side and support him whatever his choice was. They would be married and have one or two children, because that was the proper amount.
In middle school, Nolan's busy life and his parents' expectations started to weight heavily on his poor young shoulders, and he started unknowingly looking for something, for an escape, his eyes scanning bulletin boards of activities in school without really seeing what was written on them, without knowing what he was looking for, until one day, he noticed a bright yellow sheet with big bold black letters at the top, forming the word 'audition'. A school play, Peter Pan, one of his favorite story book as a child which he'd asked to be read to him over and over until he'd learnt to read by himself. In seconds, his name was signed up onto the list, but for the first time in his life once he got home, he didn't tell his mother every single aspect of his day like she usually asked that he did. It wasn't that he didn't want them to know he was interested in acting - his mother, who loved singing, had done a couple of musicals in her high school days. He just wanted to be able to try something new - having fun. He didn't want to go out there to be the best, to compete with other kids. And ironically enough, the one thing he did with the means of not being the best turned out to be the one thing he was most talented in. He got the lead, and a few weeks later, on the day of the representation, gave his parents the programs for the play. He received mixed reactions, his father not overly pleased at his choice of activity, not to mention his being secretive, but his mother only had eyes for his name next to the lead role.
After that night, his mother decided he ought to take on acting class. She's heard comments in the audience about how talented he was for a child his age, and she could see a whole new career path for him to be added to the list of options. It didn't take too much convincing for her husband to agree, and though Nolan knew that, for his parents, it would be the same as everything else, he agreed to it happily, glad to be able to do something that he truly loved. High school was drawing closer though, and he found himself frightened over the thought of all the things he'd be expected to do, the sports team to join, the AP classes, running for class representative and then class president, even being named valedictorian was something his parents already expected of him at only thirteen. Stress kept adding up until one day, his acting coach gave him a small package that contained several booklets, each of them giving information about various prestidigious boarding schools all over the country, some of which concentrated greatly on Academics, others of sports, but also some on arts. He tossed away the first two and kept the latters, bringing them home to his parents to pour over. They got rid of the majority of them, deciding quickly that they didn't seem good enough for their son, and by the time they were done discarting anything that seemed less than simply perfect, there was one option left. At the beginning of eighth grade, Nolan sent in an application to Gordon Parks' Academy for the Arts, applying to be a theater student, and it was November by the time he got a response - he was accepted on a partial scholarship. Money not being an issue for the most part, his parents started planning the next year for him, talking of what they expected of him, but in the meantime, Nolan didn't care - freedom was on the other side of the door, and his foot was already in the doorway.