Jacob Xavier WheatlyAGE:
mostly straight, would take one hell of a guy to swing him the other way for a bitRELATIONSHIP STATUS:
Single, for nowTYPE:
nerdy poor kidPOWER THEME:
Stubborn/hard headed. Once he sets his sights on something he wont stop his pursuit of it. no matter how many times he fails, he gets right back up again, even if it comes at expense of his self. In his eyes, what more does he have to lose? This moves into a compulsive need to help people however he can. Be it helping someone pick up their books, turn a bully off from his prey, etc. These scenarios always seem to make him have a tardy to class rate of at least 50% (though for rehearsal and practice, he's never late), causing his attempt to see good in the world and try to help it grow, let him have detention with the troublemakers, when hes quite the opposite.REPUTATION:
(Should be added after you work out connections to other characters)BIOGRAPHY:
Jake has come form a poor family. Barely making enough to get by. His whole life, if he's wanted something, he's had to chase it. Unfortunately his families poor disposition sometimes seems to work against him and his ambitions in school. [more to be added once connections are made]
Scenario 1:Alright, game time. One more test, one more step to my full ride scholarships.
His feet tapped the ground quickly, watching the clock, then the teacher in anticipation of the beginning of the test. He has come to believe that he must excel at anything he possibly could so he could get a step ahead. His families poor disposition has left him little room for error if he wants to go on to bigger things in his life.
Flipping the test over, he grinned, If there was one thing that paid off, it was memorizing terminology while running. His feet continued to tap the ground, oddly enough acting as a mental stimulant. Since he memorized some of these things running, mimicking the act helped him remember as crystal clear as possible. He cruised through most of the test until he hit what felt like a road block.Damn it, I thought this wasn't going to be on the test!
His only advantage was that he at least recognized the problem. Without the proper way to solve it coming up to his head, he committed to trying to dissect the problem forma different angle. He maybe should've just moved on to the next section, but once he started, he was committed. Stubborn to the bitter end.
Finally, he gets in a work around. He sets his writing utensil down a moment to admire his handy work. But only just as he did this, there was only five minuets left! Thankfully, looking at the remaining questions, he took back off, it was like there was no roadblock to begin with. His feet began racing all over again, his mind racing with him as he filled in the remaining blanks. Finishing the paper, he signed his name and date and sprinted to the front of the room, slapping it on top of the pile as the bell rings right there after. "Another photo finish Mister Wheatly."