What the heck, why not. [hider=Aaron West][center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/230625/327b21040195e085d1f898b45d786e94.png[/img] [sub]18 [color=black][b]-[/b][/color] Ares [color=black][b]-[/b][/color] Senior [color=black][b]-[/b][/color] 6’ [color=black][b]-[/b][/color] Brandon Flynn[/sub] [img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/520041678032207887/1122371711229243412/James_West_-_Brandon_Flynn.gif[/img] [quote=Aaron, to a partner on a group project][color=00aeef]“I’m going to cut you off… I don’t really care, man.”[/color][/quote][/center] [hr] [indent][indent][sub][sub][color=00aeef][h3][b]Appearance Details[/b][/h3][/color][/sub][/sub] [indent][color=silver]Aaron West stands at a solid six feet even, and weighs anywhere between 170 and 185 lbs depending on how much he’s bulking up for a certain season. He usually has a cocky grin plastered on his face, only to be replaced by a focused stare or cold indifference when it’s called for. He wears his high school varsity jacket with pride nearly anywhere he goes, with the appropriate patches for his roles on the Football, Basketball, and Baseball teams. A closer look reveals that his Varsity jacket is the only thing Aaron keeps pristine: the soles of his shoes have been worn down and smoothed, his jeans are always covered in grass or dirt stains, and his shirts are all older and worn out. [/color][/indent][/indent][/indent][indent][indent][sub][sub][color=00aeef][h3][b]Characterization[/b][/h3][/color][/sub][/sub] [indent][color=silver]Aaron West was supposed to get out of here. He was always running, from a young age. His parents say it’s because he was a born athlete, but he taught himself everything he knows. He rarely spent time home, his parents both being out working a shift or drinking themselves into a stupor to numb the pain of having to go in the next day. So, Aaron grew up on the local basketball courts, and was signed up for nearly every sports camp and little league team he could be. Anything to make sure he wasn’t home. It wasn’t until high school Aaron pieced together how bad his home life was. Two parents that hated each other, but were too tired and jaded to seek happiness elsewhere. Besides, why chase a better life when they could just blame their kid? The only times they ever seemed to be interested in him was at the games of his they could make. He could be something one day. He was an investment. Not enough of one to put effort into making sure he stayed on top of his grades and didn’t have to repeat the 8th grade… but an investment nonetheless. Despite being somewhat popular for being a triple sport athlete, Aaron has earned himself a reputation of being a difficult jerk. He’s been called everything from sardonic (a word he probably doesn’t even know) to downright arrogant and aggressive. His teammates put up with him as much as they can, but Aaron knows they’d never stick their neck out for him if they didn’t have to. At the end of the day, it’s for the best. He doesn’t want to be stuck in Alpena Heights like his parents, and there’s no point in making connections to a place that’ll be in his rearview the rest of his life. Everyone else is just baggage that’ll slow him down. At least, that’s what he tells himself. It’s easier than admitting his own flaws, or how his devil-may-care attitude has hurt anyone who has tried to get close. Best for his ego to just claim they abandoned him, or that he doesn’t need anyone. Of course, maybe he would have been something in another world. But here… the only thing Aaron has going for him is he can keep running. He always keeps running. [/color][/indent][/indent][/indent][indent][indent][sub][sub][color=00aeef][h3][b]Character Notes[/b][/h3][/color][/sub][/sub] [indent][color=silver]- Aaron’s father is Henry West, a used car salesman who works at a dealership near the mall. -Aaron’s mother is Barbara West, a waitress at a local diner. -Aaron and his parents are only children.[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent][indent][indent][sub][sub][color=00aeef][h3][b]Inventory[/b][/h3][/color][/sub][/sub] [indent][color=silver]-Smartphone, 2 generations old and with a cracked screen. -Backpack, half-full since he forgot half his textbooks at home. -Pack of cinnamon gum -Keys to his car, a 2012 Hyundai Sonata, which is in the student lot.[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent] [hr][/hider]