[hider=Simon Winters][center][h3][color=6ECFF6]Son of Midas[/color][/h3][hr][hr] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/7b023a88f1b776277cf07aa34f83f2b3/tumblr_nuqz9qwPb01tu09j2o1_500.gif[/img] [sub][color=6ECFF6]Simon Alexander Winters[/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7llnMkz_Sg]"Carry On"[/url]||[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nnAy1906EHg]"Break Them"[/url][/sub] [hr][hr][h3][color=6ECFF6]"I will not be your equal."[/color][/h3][/center] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] N I C K N A M E (S) [/u]| |[/b][/color] [list][*] Winters [*] Si, but only in texts [/list] [/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] A G E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]17, 5th of June [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] G E N D E R [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Male [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] S E X U A L I T Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Heterosexual [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Single [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] O C C U P A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Part-Time Financial Analyst at Winters Capital [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] C L A S S I F I C A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Junior [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] R O L E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Jock [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][center][img]http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/23300000/Ed-for-Penshoppe-ed-westwick-23319110-500-220.gif[/img][/center]He has his mother’s raven hair, which he keeps as short as possible without losing the look of it. He shaves but only once or twice a week, keeping that stubby appearance that makes him look just a little older. In the world of Wall Street, you wear a tie and suit. They say it’s a sign of respect. Which is why his father dumped that look all together. Simon followed suit, opting for simple tees and jeans. Of course, during more uptight events he’d bring out his suit tie, proving to all that he can dress. Just that he chooses not to. One particularity he has is the bronze ring he wears on his right hand. His father gave it when he came to work for Winters Capital. It’s a sign of where the Winters name came from. [/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]W H O A M I ?[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][center]He smokes like a chimney, but only at dusk, dawn or night. When the sun’s high you won’t see a cigarette near him. But when the shadows lengthen, a little ember will lit up his face. He’s an insomniac. At night he’ll jump in his car, doing several laps around Beverly Hills. Going more than just a bit over the speed limit. If not even fatigue can summon up his slumber, he’ll go higher up the hills and go up a walk path with a bottle of jack. Where he waits the night to see the day. Another one of his favorite habits at night is painting. Maybe you can find him in the studio, generally alone. Loud, incoherent music blasting through speakers as he wields the brush like a flagellant’s whip. A painting before him with all hues of red. Smears of brown and black left and right. Several cigarette butts at his feet and a half-empty bottle of his preferred booze next to him. The painting, at the end, is generally destroyed. Breaks just about every phone he ever gets. As constantly buying smartphones can get a little pricey, he decided to split the functions. His smartphone generally survives a few months. But those ancient bricks you haven’t seen for 10 years, he goes through one every 2 weeks but those are the only ones he gets calls and texts on. Simon is thoroughly two-faced. Towards the school, the public and the press he appears a golden boy. A student-athlete who breaks the stereotype by also scoring high in most courses he takes. A boy studying ethics, philosophy but also economics and finance. Some would even dare describe him as a faint light of the future in a morally bankrupt finance industry. He works rather hard to maintain that public image. Yet at the same time, Simon is very much on a path of destructive self-medication. He smokes like a chimney, drinks like a fish, has insomnia, anger issues and panic attacks. Even when training he pushes himself, just so he gets that natural high. Above all that he works out his frustrations out on those he perceives weaker than him. Making him a bully as well. Almost all his extracurricular activities are completely steered to positively influence his future. Except for his volunteer work at the local animal shelter. In fact, not that many people even know he works there. If anything he’s not even on a picture nor is his name mentioned on the website. Aside from his work he also donates half what he earns.[/center] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] D R E A M S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]The name Winters is still muttered with disdain by the Old Money of this country. Those who grew rich from railroads and oil believe themselves to be above us. Even when sitting at the same table, at the same gala, they perceive themselves greater. In a sense they are as they have far more people in their pocket. So that is what I want. I want power. I want connections. Above all else I want to rise up so high against those ancient arrogant pricks. I want them to grovel at my shoes. [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Money [*] His BMW [*] Football [*] Eurika moments [*] Alcohol [*] Smoking [*] Hitting that high just right [*] Feeling better than someone [*] Getting his ego stroked [*] Hot girls [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] D I S L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Air-heads [*] Trust Fund babies [*] Theatre students who just take it too far [*] His Arts teacher [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] F E A R S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Not being good enough to get into an Ivy League College. Simon is not a trust fund baby. He has no safety net below him. If he screws up his life is done and over. To make matters worse, he already tasted the high life. He knows that he can never take it a step down now. It doesn’t look like it but he’s afraid of breaking. There is an extraordinary amount of pressure on him already. Firstly he needs to succeed both on the football field and academically. Next he needs to look like a star towards the general public. Thirdly his work, being a financial analyst for his father, puts a lot on his shoulders as well. All of this is root to his numerous mental issues. Which only increase the likelihood of a cave-in. A sudden change in his life. For years now, Simon forged himself into the person he is now. Ruthless but charismatic as well. He has goals and means. But there are things, factors he does not control that could turn his life upside down. Simon fears, above all else, change. Clowns. He hates clowns. If you ever want to see Simon running as fast as his legs can carry him, bring a clown.[/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] H I S T O R Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]The story of Simon starts with his father; Harvey Winters. Harvey was part of the New Money. Someone who saw the power of the computer age and its many possibilities. After doing his time at a stock broker, he flew off and set up his own venture capital company: Winters Capital. Since then, the name Winters has propped up more and more. Sometimes with high praise, sometimes with utter disdain. But there is no doubt to it, with Winters Capital and his own skill he had made a battering ram and knocked down the wealthy elite’s door. The Old Money families, especially in New York, did not truly see him as a threat. Rather, he was a temporary tool in their hands. Someone to use to gather up more wealth and then discard him. Still, Winters got into the East Side. And he really went to town there. Getting those who understood who Harvey truly was to invest in his firm, while quietly mingling amongst the prospective daughters. Winters Capital boomed with the technology sector, racking in profit and more importantly: dodging the terrible losses. Rumours of insider trading were going rampant the years after. To such an extent that the SEC tried to nail Harvey Winters 3 times already. He never had to pay a fine so far. Instead he found a woman very much to his liking, Ophelia Farfield. A New York model and socialite. The two married in a year and the wedding was grant. Not 2 months later, Ophelia publicly declared she was pregnant. Six months after that little Simon came into the world. Harvey was still very much a young man at this time, barely hitting the 30. He had grown tired of the idea of having a wife. With a free spirit he wanted to rid himself off her shackles and seal the drain on his funds that she was. Even though he could outright buy an entire lawyer’s office to fight the custody battle, it would still be a long and hard fight. Instead he hired someone to seduce her and then he hired a personal investigator to follow her. To Ophelia’s credit, it took several months to nearly a year before she broke her vows. Two days later Harvey slapped her with the divorce. Citing strange and distant behaviour. He’d give her 5% of his wealth in cash, that’s it. She fought it in court, where her infidelity was laid bare not just for the judge but all across the internet. Ophelia lost the battle and was shamed publicly. Harvey had his heir and his freedom, and that was exactly the climate Simon grew up in. When young, the little boy was not thoroughly dotted upon. Like most high society children. Simon, at school, had to learn to fend for himself. Yet the little Winters had no problems with making friends. His father was not always home, but he loved his son very much. Enough to teach him the valuable lessons of life early on: always be the smartest, the hardest and the most ruthless. It was by those words Simon lived by. He fought for his loyal friends but would throw you under the bus if you didn’t prove your loyalty. Such things became very apparent at Simon’s middle school, where he became a bully. It was a subtle kind of bullying. Simon knew well to keep his threats hidden. There was always a hidden corner, a dark spot or a feigned act. One girl, Amy Atwell thought she could stand up against him. That was a mistake. Simon appeared ashamed at first. In an act to redeem himself, he befriended Amy. In fact, they became somewhat of a couple. Simon did his best to appear as a true gentleman. Bringing her flowers, showering her with compliments. It didn’t take long before young, sweet Amy became totally in love with him. All the while, Simon kept pretending. He was her first kiss and sweet it was. Right until the last semester of Middle school. His behaviour changed completely. He broke off the relationship and called her the most horrible of names. He even managed to convince all her friends to end up hating her. The result was a screaming Amy in the middle of the playing ground, stomping on the ground and completely hysterical while crying as well. Simon just watched with a stone cold face. He was more than ready to go to Beverly Hills High School.[/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]A C A D E M I C S[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Football - Linebacker [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][b]| B E S T |[/b] [indent]Economics, Math, Finance[/indent] [b]| W O R S T |[/b] [indent]Art(painting), Spanish[/indent][/indent][/indent] [indent][color=6ECFF6][b]| |[u] E X T R A N O T E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][url=https://i.amz.mshcdn.com/8i3i0E-XoAg3AMuyuw7eFX36BIg=/950x534/filters:quality(90)/https%3A%2F%2Fblueprint-api-production.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fuploads%2Fcard%2Fimage%2F389129%2F9e4f0bcf-8490-4439-9075-40b23e86baa7.jpg]Harvey Winters[/url] - The man that made ripples in the East Side through his divorce and suspicious ability to turn a dollar into two dollars. Harvey loves his son dearly. So much even, that he's willing to be hard enough so Simon can succeed in the future. Love me some steak with french fries.[hider=Answers][color=6ECFF6]“First known as the Unholy Trinity, as if that name wasn’t bad enough. These days they are known as HOT. The IT girls of this school. First up’s Hailey. If there is ever a girl that needs to get real. Spoiled to rotten, literally rotten. Then there is Ophelia. A girl just like my mom. In every way possible. She will probably end up the same way. Maybe I should continue the family tradition? Finally there is Trixie. She has the true power as editor-in-chief. I’m not stupid, I know that one wrong move means social suicide. But recently, something seems off with her.” “Playing cupids in High School…that’s just a cheap excuse to bed every guy you think you might have a future with. It’s naïve and childish. As if any couples from Beverly Hills would survive. Ophelia needs a wakeup call. Every Candy needs a wakeup call.” “Five guys and a dream, eventually led by O'Connor. I can almost like the ELITE. If they weren’t, well, elite. It started off as just 5 guys having fun and making ripples. Enough Ripples to challenge the Unholy Trinity in a healthy fashion. These days, I can appreciate Damian both for wanting to bring ELITE back and being who he is. You need to work hard for both things. I won't try to join them. But they'll have my respect.”[/color] [/hider][/indent][/indent][center][sub]Faceclaim: Ed Westwick, Dialogue color: 6ECFF6[/sub][/center][/hider]