"Fuck off, you lemming. I never did anything to you."
Name: Tim Conner
Alias: Delinquent, thug, basketcase, asshole, scumbag... really, a lot of insults could be considered "aliases" for him, though they are not names he particularly enjoys.
Namesake: Tim Commerford, bass and backing vocals for various bands such as Rage Against the Machine, Audioslave, and Prophets of Rage.
Birthday: 19th July, 2002
Chinese Zodiac: Horse
Appearance: Tim isn't weak in and of himself, but he's not the strongest person in the world either. Combining with his height of 5'6" and weight of 124 lbs, it's hard to say he's intimidating, at least when he isn't scowling at everybody.
Personality: Tim is a real douchebag. Just ask anyone, or heck, just look at how he dresses and acts like a total thug! Complete asshole. Except, that's a very surface-level interpretation of his character, despite his aggression toward others. For one thing, he's pretty intelligent, enough to realise that just because the society he lives in isn't the absolute worst version of itself, doesn't mean there aren't very glaring flaws in how it functions, albeit describing how it's wrong in precise detail escapes him - he's only young, after all. He consequently puts up a front against others, one of disrespect and delinquency, because he can't exactly respect people who are slaves to a system that hates them. Equally, though, he can't truly hate them just for being stupid, and in reality, he is quite self-conscious, not keen on engaging in fights most of the time, and very anxious about how the rich might crush him to nothing under their heel; thus, whilst he might lash out verbally, his bark tends to be much worse than his bite, unless you really are somebody who controls how things are.
Short Biography: Born to a family with modest prospects at best, Tim grew up watching his parents work as hard as they could to provide for him, and yet never truly escaping the proverbial rat race. They way they were told, and the way they told him, "hard work pays off" - and yet, the reality of their hard work for little gain seemed to disprove that constantly. Even as Tim grew older, he watched his dad finally enter a more promising career path that could afford to put him into better education, only to witness how listless his father seemed to become thanks to his job, almost like it was sucking out his soul in exchange for that comfort and security.
It also afforded the family a few luxuries. For Tim, it afforded a fairly nice smartphone. He would use this phone constantly throughout his early teens, looking up information about "the American dream" and "corporate culture" and such, and whilst he could well have been directed to content that would reassure him that all was well, the algorithms behind his searches directed him toward much more radical content - content that suggested the world was screwed, content that said it was the fault of the rich, content that provided statistics which soured Tim to the idea of any dreams being feasible for his social class, let alone American. And so, whilst he kept going to high school for the time being, he found himself falling into crowds that others might find unacceptably crude, but who agreed with him when it came to how screwed up America was, and through this outlet cemented himself as the delinquent of the schoolground - unapproachable, mean, resentful, but not necessarily underperforming despite himself.
Quirk: At any given moment, there is a good chance Tim will be on his phone instead of looking at the world around him. Also, don't talk to him about money. He will get angry with you, sometimes incoherently so.
Other: Expect lots of swearing from him, even as a friend. Also, the other delinquents he hangs out with are presented below: