Post by oswald gregory whitmore on Jun 24, 2011 20:39:40 GMT -5
Oswald Gregory Whitmore
Meet Wally! He's the son of Gregory Whitmore, a right-wing politician known publicly for his charming wit, smooth tongue, and philanthropic ventures. Behind closed doors, he's a hardass that pushes his son into everything he approves of - such as sports, political science, and "manly" activities like camping, hiking, or hunting. Wally learned to fire a gun by the age of five. He was in football by nine. At thirteen, he started dating. By seventeen, he'd knocked a girl up! Of course it was his dad's influence in all of this (and the one to bail him out of everything, such as paying off that girl's family so she'd keep her trap shut). Gregory was always in his son's ear, reiterating what it meant to be a man and damning anything that seemed sissy. He wasn't raising a faggot, as his father so eloquently put it. So Wally learned to buck up from a young age, and his personality molded to something to please his father. In school, he was pretty much that classic popular jockhead that everyone either loved or loved to hate. Wally played quarterback, and when it was off season, he was center field in baseball and running cross country. The teenager never left the house without his letter's jacket and he never walked the halls without a good four or five of his jocky friends flanking.
An attitude comes with the territory. Coming from this well-off background with a known father and having athletic talent, it's no surprise he got cocky and shallow. He's the guy that shoulder-pushed the dweebs out of his way. He's the guy that said he'd show up and found something better to do. He's the guy that romanced you until he got what he wanted and went on his way. He's the guy that flaunts his name, expecting you to be impressed and/or intimidated by it. He's the guy who also believes himself invincible, and can kick your ass if you screw with him. Yeah, Wally is a pigheaded piece of work. Self-entitled, self-important, rude, blunt, charismatic, stereotypical, and just plain reckless. In school, he was also known for taking any dare and partying it up. Hell, he could charm people. Even with this attitude, he easily made friends. Indeed, he'd be the type to say if he wasn't invited to a party, nobody else would show up. It's wise to extend him an invitation - why? Because the man has twitter. And on his twitter is the couple thousand followers he's amassed over the years - people who are his friends, people who want to be his friend, people who want to be like him, people who stalk him, and even those who hate him but still keep a tab anyway out of sheer curiosity of whatever new shit he'll get into. When he's going, he's sure to tweet it and then tons of people will flood in, like a party should be.
So yeah. Wally's pretty much been that sitting-pretty, sickening Golden Boy that everyone seems to admire or hate. He likes to project this picture perfect image but his life is anything but. Now, he's twenty-five years old and finishing college. Of course his father pushed him into political science, but the man is hoping he'll be scouted for the NFL soon enough. He's still that talented quarterback jockhead with the nice smile and scruffy appearance. Still has that self-involved attitude. But it's not easy trying to live up to his father's expectations all the time. Deep down, he feels like this is what he's supposed to be like and yeah, he's got a conscience. It's whether he'll listen to it that's the problem. He was always taught to be a man - show no mercy - "I won't tolerate a loser in this family". Everything he does, he does with his old man in mind.
Friends; He should have plenty of these, real or fake. People who like him, think he's a swell and fun guy. People who just use him because they know who he is and he's popular and has connections. Wally will pretty much be anyone's best friend for a day if they don't bitch, can take a joke, and don't ask too many questions. He's just not a very talkative guy when it comes to what he's feeling, so. He's more action than anything else. So, yes please? He should have plenty of jock-type friends too!
Enemies; Bound to have just as many of these. Wally was and is no saint. He's got people he picked on/beat up in school, girls he used and tossed aside, folks he ignored because they just weren't cool or worth his time. Whatever, you name it and it's probably happened. Rivals are always nice too!
Lovers; This is complicated because Wally struggles with his sexuality. The man happens to be a closeted bisexual, though he's never ever acted on his attraction to another man - he's always kept this locked down, deep inside, remembering that if his father ever found out about it... Well, all fucking hell would break loose and he just can't have that happen. He'd be cut off, ostracized - pretty much would lose the life he has now as he knows it, which is most important to him. So Wally has spent his time sleeping around with girls who'll let him and then going on his merry way, whether the girl thought they were something or not. He's never been too happy, has never really found that girl that made him want to stay. Obviously tons of flings, brief past relationships; hell, anyone is welcome to make the girl he knocked up back when he was seventeen but I'm not promising any final plot. I'd really like to explore both sides of his sexuality, so come at me with stuff.
