"Ghastly little things aren't we, humans? Always destroying things and never stopping to ask why?"
Name: Howard Lucas Brighton
Aliases: Professor Brighton, Book-Nazi
Age: 34
Birthday: November 11th
Ethnicity: Half Hispanic, Half Caucasian
Birth Place: Altsoba, Washington
Place of Residency: Number 1 Grant Road
Hometown Altsoba, Washington
Gender: Male
Highest Level of Education: Masters in Anthropology; Bachelors in Archaeology
Occupation: Owner of Forgotten Relics; Part-Time Professor at Pacific North University
Languages: English, Latin, Greek, Hebrew
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 185 pounds
Body Type: Lean and muscular
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color and Style: He styles his hair to sweep up slightly, otherwise keeping it neat and short. He has brown hair, as well as a bit of a goatee.
Skin Tone: Tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: A small scar on his right thigh from a schoolyard brawl back when he was young
Personal Style: Classy and professional--he's always wearing a neat suit and shoes, unless, of course, he's digging in the ground for bones.
Philanthropic * Distrustful * Humorous * Dismissive
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: To understand all about him, you need only be in the presence of his private collection of books. Any questions you ask about them or claims to be familiar are instantly brushed off, with him turning to the role of the teacher, whether or not you want to be his student. It is a bit demeaning, but he hardly expects much of anyone, especially when it comes to his specialized knowledge. He also would likely make a series of ever the more dramatic threats, as he doesn't trust
anyone at all. Any damage to his books would be the end of the world, and as far as he's aware, letting anyone be unattended with one is inviting some sort of catastrophe. As much as he loves humanity, he dislikes and shows a lot of disdain for actual humans. He craves and celebrates each thought penned by societies old and current, but actual human interaction is a puzzle for him.
Of course, his social awkwardness can be incredibly amusing, though he wouldn't understand why. He tends to somehow put his foot in his mouth in an adorable manner, almost naive and innocent. His humor comes from his lack of awareness about it, and since many people don't tend to bother him, he hasn't had the chance to realize it. Anyone able to have an engaging discussion on a text with him is likely to receive his admiration, as he doesn't expect much of people--he hardly trusts his father, for example, to remember how to breathe. To him, he's playing the Sims, and everyone else is useless and in need of his help. He's a bit of a narcissist for it, but he has good intentions. He wants to preserve the thoughts of humankind--regardless of his distaste for actual people.
Habits: Snorting while others are talking, tapping his foot, glancing at his phone while others are talking
Hobbies: Rare book collecting, attending lectures, gardening
Fears: - A fire at his store
- Dying in Altsoba
- Relationships
Likes: - Classic Rock
- Songs Trending on Spotify
- Homemade cannolis
- Reading
- Writing literary criticism essays
- A glass of wine before bed
Dislikes: - Electronics
- Millennials
- People
- Small towns
- Movies
- Liars
More Mental Skills: No more than six, be specific, and keep it realistic! For example, driving and cooking are both considered skills
- Knowledge of Archaeology
- Archival Skills
- Knowledge of Anthropology
- Knowledge of Philosophy
- Knowledge of Rare and Ancient Texts
- Book Restoration and Maintenance
Physical Skills: No more than four, and be specific!
- Gardening
- Boxing
- Dual katanas
- Stamina
- Blade (Angel)
Day to Day Belongings:Whatever you carry with you and refuse to leave the house without!
- Wallet: ID, $50 cash, credit card, debit card, driver's license
- Shop, home, and car keys
- Checkbook
- Light reading materials (currently Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch)
- Breath mints
- Clothing-- A simple suit, nothing too fancy. The works.
- Magnifying glass (small)
Home:Supplies, things of note, special belongings—things beyond basics (i.e. things like butterfly collections, shot guns, bibles, computers, and so forth)
- Dual katanas-- purchased in Japan on expedition
- Diplomas from NYU and Columbia
- His private-private book collection
- Magnifying glass
- Book restoration kit
- Maps and charts from old expeditions
- Bookmark collection
- Punching bag
- Fountain pen collection
- Gardening supplies
- Restored 1930 bentley
Life Before The Apocalypse Howard was born to Benedict and Josefina Brighton. Benedict had been a missionary in his youth and met Josefina through his work, bringing her back with him to the United States. The pair of them married and settled down to a quiet life in Altsoba, Washington, where Benedict worked as a school guidance counselor, having ended his previous career. Five years later, Josefina gave birth to their first and only child, naming him Howard after Benedict's father and Lucas after Josefina's father.
Howard grew up in a house filled with the relics and souvenirs from Benedict and Josefina's travels. They amazed him to no end, inspiring him to look into other cultures. It caused him to quickly become discontent with the small town of Altsoba, as the most diverse thing in town was the various types of cows. He dreamt of studying in Spain, Portugal, China, Iran...And in hopes of being able to achieve this, Howard studied as hard as he could in school, taking as many social studies courses as he could in order to secure a scholarship. The other students in school bullied him greatly for this, beating him up after class, so Howard began to study boxing in an effort to defend himself.
While he was not awarded a scholarship, he was able to attend NYU for college, calling the city of New York his home for the next four years. He majored in archaeology, allowing him to be shipped off to various countries for his studies, and experience new cultures. Upon realizing cultures were what fascinated him, Howard attended Columbia University for his masters, studying anthropology. He focused on the development of cultures and their myths, of the stories they told their children to frighten them at night.
Howard graduated from Columbia with honors and spent the next few years traveling the world, working for various companies, and living his dream. However, when his parents were killed in a car crash, he had to return to Altsoba in order to settle his parents' affairs. He ended up moving into his childhood home and struggled to find more job opportunities, settling to teach at a community college and attempt to turn his hobby of collecting rare texts into something of a business.
Life Leading Up To the Apocalypse // What Brings You to Altsoba Despite hating it in Altsoba, Howard hasn't managed to leave after moving back in a few years ago. There aren't any jobs available elsewhere, and as much as he hates it there, he needs to be able to afford food. However, the rumors of the apocalypse were the best thing to ever happen to the town, in his opinion. All of the mythos of the end of the world had been recorded in every society he ever studied, and the prospect of getting a front row seat at the show excited him to no end.
Of course, that was if the entire apocalypse thing was real--he wasn't too convinced that it was.
Theme Song: Hard To Be The Bard - Something RottenDeviances: N/A
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