[@HushedWhispers]For your consideration, Connor.

[hider=Connor][h1][color=#ed0000][center]Bryant Lance O’Connor[/center][/color][/h1]
[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/9yKiBPj.png[/img][/center]
[i]"You ain’t first, you’re last."[/i]
-[b]Reese Bobby[/b][hr]
[color=#ed0000][b][u]Name:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Bryant Lance O’Connor[/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Nickname:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Bryan, Connor(preferred name, what he tends to introduce himself as)[/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Birth Date:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]10/17/1993[/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Age:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]22[/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Gender:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Male[/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Sexuality:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Straight[/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Relationship Status:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Single[/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Occupation:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Through his parent's wealth, he doesn’t have to worry about bills or even delivered food, but he has a side-job in a landscaping and housing construction business[/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Apartment Number:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]2A[/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Major:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Architectural Design[/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Minor:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]History[/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]In Depth Appearance:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Fit and athletic, Bryant is a large man. He’s exactly six foot, six and a half inches tall, and around two hundred and thirty-five pounds in weights. He takes care of his body, and exercises every morning, and afternoon with the result easy to see. He has thick, dark, reddish brown hair that goes down to his shoulder, curling at the ends slightly. His skin is slightly pale despite the time he spends outside. His eyes are a silvery blue, and very soft and easy to look at. Due to an obsession with dental hygiene, his teeth are particularly white, perfectly straight from braces, and never have anything stuck in between them.
When at his apartment, the man is shirtless as often as he can be, claiming that if everyone were as fit as he, they’d go shirtless too. For pants, he wears felt pajama pants around the house, unless he’s in his own room, then… who wears pants in their own room? Outside of the apartment, he wears expensive jeans, and collared, well fitted polo shirts. His shoes… that is where he [i]really[/i] begins to care. He owns six different pairs of expensive Air Jordans and other Nike brand shoes, and takes meticulous care of them.
His ‘uniform’ for work consists of a plain white t-shirt, a few tough pairs of Dickies work pants, and a pair of worn out high quality work boots.[/indent][center][h1][color=#ed0000][u]M Y  Q U I R K S[/u][/color][/h1][/center]
[color=#ed0000][b][u]Habits | Quirks | Oddities[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Has one black, one white lace on each show
[*]Discards chocolate or ice cream the second he realizes it has began to melt
[*]Flosses after every time he eats
[*]Always carries a pack of Trident Tropical Twist
[*]Spends hours every Saturday morning making a new workout mix
[*]Keeps a blog/journal that he updates weekly every Sunday, which he has done for a decade now[/list][/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Hobbies:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Exercise
[*]Enjoying music
[*]Smoking
[*]Video games(Call of Duty, Madden, Fifa, Disney Infinity, Roller Coaster Tycoon 2, Guitar Hero and Pokémon)
[*]Movies[/list][/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Likes:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Musical tastes: Hip-hop, rap, rock, heavy metal, wubstep, classical
[*]Blondes, redheads, raven haired women
[*]Ass man
[*]Lifting weights, particularly the feeling after beating his own lifting records(345 max on bench at time of writing)
[*]Winning and boasting about his own accomplishments
[*]Candies
[*]Adventure and thrill
[*]Travel
[*]Exploration
[*]Telling stories
[*]Fluffy things
[*]Professional wrestling
[*]Moe animes
[*]Partying[/list][/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Dislikes:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]His sister
[*]Failing and being told he will fail
[*]Sour things
[*]Movies filled with jump scares
[*]Country music
[*]His parents[/list][/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Fears:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Drowning
[*]Being in -62F temperatures
[*]Death of any kind
[*]Electrocution
[*]Open waters[/list][/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Personality:[/u][/b][/color]
[center][u]♦ Dedicated ♦ Aggressive ♦ Adaptable ♦ Vain ♦ Caring ♦ Competitive[/u][/center]
[indent]Bryant has a complex where he has to be the best at simply everything that he does. Failure has never been seen as an option by him, it was always either succeed or die trying. Failures are torturous to remember, and he does his best to forget them all. A bit of a womanizer, he spends every Friday and Saturday night trying to bed a new woman. He’s never had real relationship, and to a certain extent, he fears the commitment that comes with it.
He’s competitive and fuels this with sports: College football(almost a full scholarship from it), Ultimate frisbee on his off days, track, and weightlifting on the side. Though only officially on a team for football, he keeps track of his own records for track and weightlifting, constantly trying to beat his own records and comparing himself to the past records of famous runners and lifters. This also translates to his hobby of video games, which he takes far too seriously, and whenever he loses repeatedly, he’s known to [i]freak[/i] out, in almost destructive fits of rage. There have been many a smashed controller and at least one shattered glass desk in his lifetime.
Though not stupid, he has struggled in mathematics and a few of the finer scientific classes. He tries to keep his grades above average in those classes, and it’s the only section of his life that he’ll accept being a ‘B- player’ in. Still, it frustrates him to no end when tests are returned with scores like 70% and 69%. If a person goes through his blog, they can find many entries about his anger with math and science.
When he eventually took a class about architecture, he finally found a section of math that clicked with him, and he decided then and there that he would pursue it, if only to prove to whatever part of the world that had decided he would be poor at math that he could still use it to support himself.
His backup option is the NFL, which he thinks he may get drafted to out of college, after all he’s the star player of his team and the captain. The sport and his studies are his two priorities, with the pursuit of women coming in a close second, the third is taking care of the people around him.
Though he has few off days, he likes to spend them traveling, hiking, mountain biking and enjoying the local scenery and lovely weather. He frequents a few parks in particular, where he has made a name for himself playing Ultimate Frisbee. He’s decently charismatic, and a fun guy to be around. He’ll make jokes, and tell stories aobut his life(sometimes exaggerated for comedic effect), but he gets antsy if he isn’t the center of attention.
Connor is not close to his family, in fact, he almost hates them. He’ll happily tell his friends that the only benefit his parents have ever given is the way they try to buy his love. The older brother by a year, his sister was the star child, despite his success in academics and sports, it was always about her. This frustrated him, and he grew angrier and angrier that even though his best was far above average, it would never prove to be good enough for his parents. No matter what he did, they always told him that they expected more. A single B on a report card? They wanted nothing but A’s. Second place in the state championships? Why couldn’t their son bring home the gold? Tantrums were frequent when he was younger as a result of constantly letting down his parents.
He’s obsessed with himself, but not his own self-worth and esteem. Instead, he cares about the image other people have him. This is a result of his parent’s treatment of him throughout his childhood. This has lead him to often put other people in front of himself, doing what he can to make people think he’s an amazing guy, and one worth having in their lives. He has trouble saying ‘No,’ as a result of this. The only time he finds himself able to deny someone is when their needs conflict with his two main priorities.[/indent][hr][center][h1][color=#ed0000][u]D E F I N I N G  M Y  P A S T[/u][/color][/h1][/center]
[color=#ed0000][b][u]History:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]A native of New York, Bryan was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. His father is a lawyer, and his mother a paralegal, which was how they met. Throughout his entire life, up until age ten, he was raised by a nanny, with both of his parents working full time still. At six years of age, his sister was born. It seemed that she was all her parents had ever wanted, and they channeled all their love to the girl, spoiling her even more than they did him.  His parents still made it to parent-teacher conferences, though they made the discussions about themselves, and did everything they could to make school harder on the boy. He was required to bring back weekly progress reports, and was yelled at if they weren’t sufficient. He grew close to the nanny, and as a punishment for failing to get a perfect grade on an assignment, they fired her, when Bryan was twelve and his sister six. They told other people in their life that the nanny was let go because his mother had decided to step in to raise their children.
Bryan grew less and less fond of his sister as he grew up, and by the time she was ten, she knew the game: she could go poorly in school and their parents would still love her, but if he faltered, they would make it no secret how disappointed in him they were. It was around this time that he began to suspect they were narcissistic. Despite claiming that they were nothing more than completely disappointed in him, they still showed Bryan off to their friends, bragging about his academic and, as he broke multiple local and then state level records in football and basketball, athletic achievements as if they had accomplished them themselves. Popular and wealthy, in highschool he slept with each member of the cheerleading squad(and some of them multiple times in groups), though he didn’t keep a girlfriend and slowly went through, leaving a wake of heartbreak behind him.
At age 18, he left town and moved across the country to go to college, finding an apartment with the endless funds of his parents rocketing him along the road of comfort. He happily and generously paid for tons of additions to the apartment, including the titanic television, the wall mount that keeps it on the wall, the large library of video games hooked up to it, and the home theatre surround system setup, and the Netflix account(though he also has a PC attached to the TV with a variety of movies, moe animes, and TV shows obtained through less legitimate means). After four years there, his mind has been made up: he’ll never go back to his family unless he absolutely needs to. His parents have assured him that no matter what, so long as his grades remain the same and they can continue to happily speak of him to their high class friends, then the money will never dry up.
He hasn’t spoken to his sister over the span of the four years, and he doesn’t plan to any time soon.[/indent][hr][center][h1][color=#ed0000][u]M I S C .[/u][/color][/h1][/center]
[color=#ed0000][b][u]Extra:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]i like to play video games and eat crackers[/indent]

[color=#ed0000][b][u]Anything Else:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]The walls of his room are dotted with posters promoting his favorite animes, he has t-shirts promoting his favorite wrestlers, and he’s a bit of a geek, secretly.[/indent][hr][/hider]