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Wallace Cotton; I could be a badass if I wanted to. I just... don't.
Topic Started: Jun 27 2011, 06:55 AM (77 Views)
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Name: Wallace Cotton
Age: 24

Appearance: Wallace is short, at 5’7”, and his small stature is exacerbated by the perpetual slouch he affects. Irregular meals and heavy smoking keep Wallace slender, weighing only 150lbs, though his generally sedentary lifestyle has also left him with a shapeless, untoned body and a pale complexion.

Wallace is clean shaven, with close-cropped dark hair that terminates in an extremely straight hairline above his narrow forehead. A pair of rimless glasses sit atop the bridge of his slender nose, and serve to magnify Wallace’s already-large grey eyes to almost owl-like proportions. His mouth is small and thin lipped, and acne scars pockmark his right cheek.

While by no means stylish, Wallace’s clothing is always neat and clean. He favours crisp white shirts, black ties and slacks, and polished leather shoes.

Bio: The Cottons weren’t wealthy, but they got by. Thomas Cotton, Wallace’s father, had been a bank teller his whole life. He was a diligent man, working long, unrewarding hours to save enough to send Wallace to a good school, so he could make something of himself. Wallace was an only child, and a little spoilt. He saw how hard his father worked, how hard he pushed himself and how great a toll it took on the ageing man, and he decided right then that such work wasn’t for him.

Wallace had always been intelligent. Bright and perceptive, he found High School a breeze, and graduated with little work and excellent marks. He was accepted into a well-respected Law School, and stayed there for all of five weeks. Law School had challenged Wallace, and being challenged wasn’t something he was used to. Wallace’s father died, content that his son was “making something of himself”. Wallace dropped out the very next day. After stating his intention to make his fortune in the “real world”, he promptly bounced around a variety of dead end jobs for 3 years.

Finally, he found employment in a bar registry office, just in time to process the applications of all his former peers, who were now on their way to becoming lawyers. Seeing the future he could have had being constantly rubbed in his face made Wallace bitter, and he took this bitterness out on his job; treating it with a casualness that bordered on contempt. Wallace would turn up to work hours late, his briefcase containing only a pillow and blanket. He would eat his co-workers’ food from the office fridge, hoard office supplies, and do only the bare minimum of work necessary to keep from getting fired.

Wallace has intelligence and ambition, but lacked the work ethic or the drive to do anything with those smarts or those goals. Instead he remains content to coast through life, avoiding any real work or responsibility and trying to ignore how disappointed his father would be in him.
Edited by Kitten, Jun 27 2011, 06:56 AM.
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