Theme Song:Here's to Life - Streetlight Manifesto
"And I don't know much, but I do know this: With a golden heart comes a rebel fist. But I can't help agreeing with those that would not quit."
Name: Brody Keegen Sullivan
Brody stands at about 5’9 with an athletic build although he hides his physicality under loose fitting clothing. His skin is tanned both from spending a good amount of time outdoors and a refusal to put on sun screen, like ever. His shaggy brown hair is a wild mop that’s almost always hidden under a hat and seems to be almost untamable. His eyes are bright blue and he’s got big broad smile. He’s got a few scars, one along his left forearm from a bad break, another over his right eyebrow from a gnarly wipeout, and has broken quite a few bones in his time, a cast of some kind seems to be almost an accessory for him. As for clothing, he shops almost exclusively at thrift stores, and a lot of times goes to ones in the nicer part of town to find better stuff. He prefers jeans, usually a little loose fitting; it can be hard to always find your exact size when you only buy second hand, t-shirts, and hoodies. As for accessories, other than casts and injuries, he’s almost always in a hat and with a skateboard.
“The saddest people smile the brightest.” -Author Unknown. Words that can kind of sum up Brody. As a man who has gone through a lot in his short time he manages to always look on the bright side; as long as he’s still alive there’s always a chance for things to get better. He’s no quitter; hard work and perseverance have gotten him far in life, and he’s more than willing to put his all into something he cares about. He doesn’t take shit, and won’t stand by and watch others take it either; Brody is more than willing to stand up for anyone he sees getting bullied even if it means taking a beating, he has, after all, been through worse. He won’t hesitate to back a friend up in a fight either. Although he hates to admit that he has that side to him, Brody likes to fight and he has a quick temper. His willingness to resort to violence sometimes worries him, mostly that he’ll be like his father and ending up like him is his biggest fear.
Overall at school he seems happy go lucky, he likes to joke around and have a good time. Brody never appears to take anything other than skating seriously. He doesn’t care to burden others with his problems, and can’t stand being the guest of honor at a pity party. He plays everything off like it’s no big deal, he keeps a lot of things bottled up and generally has a very unhealthy way of dealing with life. Growing up he was deprived of attention a lot, which lead to him absolutely craving it, he’s willing to do almost anything for attention from his peers, even if it’s dangerous or makes him look stupid, it’s better than nothing. This tendency can lead to him coming off as annoying or immature to those around him.
He's never been comfortable completely letting his guard down with anyone, a lot of people have let him down in his life and so keeping people just far away enough that it’s okay to lose them just makes sense to him. He doesn’t often give second chances to those who’ve let him down and doesn’t trust anyone lightly. Questioning authority is basically a reflex for him at this point, adults have always failed him and trouble is attention. He hates being treated like he’s stupid. He hates anyone who grew up too easy, rich kids, seeing them as spoiled and entitled. He hates anyone who he sees as a bully. While he tries to be a good person, stand up for those who need it, ultimately he has a lot of hate and anger in him and fighting or skating seems to be the only release for that.
“I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth!” -The Who (Substitute). Words that Brody can certainly relate too, growing up in one of the poorer areas of the city and raised by an alcoholic father, and a depressed, and pill addict mother, didn’t give him the easiest of upbringings. His mother worked as waitress, she was rarely home before his bedtime and saw her for maybe an hour a day if he was lucky. His father was constantly losing jobs mainly because of his heavy drinking. As a kid, he was always starving for attention, trying so hard for his parents to notice him at all but they were either too busy or too fucked up on something. He ended up spending a lot of time with his older cousin Zack who was a bit of a skate punk himself. Zack bought him his first skateboard when he was six and taught him everything he knew and it wasn’t long before a young Brody was out-skating kids twice his age.
His life changed when he was twelve, found his mom hanging in the bathroom overdosed on pills. He’s more than certain it was intentional; she’d taken way too many for it to have been accidental and she’d been gone far too long for the paramedics to do anything. He does feel guilty about how long it took him too call 911, but he’d been frozen in shock for a long while at the sight of his mother, blue, and lying lifeless on the bathroom floor. His dad blames him, he waited too long, if he hadn’t been such an idiot they could’ve brought her back and sometimes he really believes that. His dad got worse after that, drank more, got violent, and normally took out his anger on Brody whose hospital visits were often assumed to be from skateboarding.
Brody was a scrawny weird kid, picked on all the time for being poor, being weird, and for because back then he was just such an easy target. Eventually it inspired him to work out, he was going to make sure he wasn’t such an easy target, that he would be capable to fight back, against bullies and his father. By the time he reached high school Brody was capable of defending himself. His family business he keeps to himself, the other kids don’t know how his mom died and back then he went to a completely different school anyway. People who ask get told it was a car accident, and he tries not talk about his dad but most people know he’s a drunk just from gossip. He keeps all the times they’ve been evicted, eaten at soup kitchens, or stayed in shelters to himself, he already gets shit for being poor no reason to make that worse.
Brody likes to work out at the school gym, in fact he looks for just about any reason not to go home; never knowing what mood he’ll find his dad in, or whether or not they’ll be another eviction notice on the door. For a while he could crash with his cousin Zack but a couple years ago, his cousin went to prison; stabbed someone over a drug dispute guess he wasn’t quite the role mode Brody thought he was. For money, his dad collects some welfare and every now and then has a job, Brody works at a skate shop and sells weed and occasionally other “party drugs” to help out but generally stays away from anything too hard.
As for school, Brody usually has more pressing matters on his mind than homework or studying; like if he’s gonna have any dinner or even a place to sleep, so his grades aren’t great usually in the C or D range, passing by the skin of his teeth. He’s not dumb or lazy though, he wishes he could do better and actually really likes his science, english, and history classes. He feels destined to end up in shit jobs like his parents, he doesn’t really think he has the grades or money for college, but sometimes dreams about what it would be like to have a job that really matters; maybe a scientist or lawyer or a teacher. He’d like to make a difference in the world, be something better than his humble beginnings.
Absolutely loves classic rock, punk, ska, hip-hop, reggae, metal, and grunge music. Catcher in the Rye is both his favorite novels and one of the few he's even read more than once. He'll eat just about anything and will finish your food if you're not going to eat it. Brody loves hot sauce and will put it on almost anything. He'll do stupid stuff to impress people, especially girls; once at lunch he ate a Carolina Reaper and spent the rest of lunch puking in the trash and violently hiccuping until he was sent home. Most people think he's cheap as he tries not to let on just how poor his family is, and will try and avoid spending money things while at the same time he refuses to accept handouts. He hates math class, staying still for too long, and he's terrified of needles. He'd chose weed over booze anytime, though it took him a while to be able to try alcohol after so many years of seeing what it had done to his father, but now a days he's willing to indulge a little. He works at a skate shop a couple days a week, mostly for the discount and the chance to talk to people as obsessed with skating as he is and makes decent money selling mostly weed and the occasionally other "party drug."
More than anything thought, Brody loves skating, it's almost like the only therapy he's ever had. Skating is meditation; focusing his mind only on the present, the action and the muscle memory, his escape from thinking or worrying about his life and future. It taught him that when you fall you get back up and keep going and that there is reward in that. It gave him an identity, friends, and people he could be himself around. Without it he'd be much worse off, and he might not have had an outlet or escape. Any day he doesn't have a chance to skate is hard for him, he gets restless, temperamental, and makes it so much harder to deal with things. It's not just a hobby for him, it's his lifeline, the one constant thing he's had that makes things better.