#idk shit about him i dont watch dropout

[rubensmuse]

brennan lee mulligan has to do comedy with that name bc he was born too late to be a presidential assassin

[lost-butterfliies]

at breakfast my brother was talking about a ytber who's (in his opinion, idk care about the guy) an amazing performer cus he has great scene presence (i agree wholeheartedly with that one, i saw a bit of a panel with him at a con and he's one of the most charismatic people ive seen irl) and bc he's amazing at improv (i dont really know the guy enough to have an opinion) but my sister and i were still like, there are a lot of people who are amazing at improv in ways you couldn't imagine before seeing

and obv i wanted to mention gamechanger but my sister, who ive never seen mention even the existence of dropout, got to it first so we ended up gushing about some insane shit these guys did (my sister only watched a few episodes so i was in no-spoiler jail but i could still mention some episode concepts)

[bejeweledbuckley]

I'll gladly help you procrastinate! For the character ask, Ayda Aguefort, Pete the Plug, and First of her Name, Sovereign Ruler of Candia and the Sugarlands, Witch-Queen of the Dairy Sea, High Priestess of the Sweetening Path, Archmage of Lost Sucrosia, Enemy of the Faith, The Sundae Sorceress, Storm-Captain of the Frosted Fleet, Queen Saccharina of House Frostwhip.

oh gosh this got LONG kldsaljda ty for the ask friend! sorry for the weird formatting i had to copy it from the notes app because i didn’t trust tumblr not to randomly delete it while i was typing

Ayda

Why I like them- goodness gracious why do I love Ayda? Best best best girl. She wants friends desperately but she has a hard time but she doesn’t try to change herself to do it? And she is just,, so brilliant and Wonderfull and she makes me very emotional. Fun fact, there’s a video on YouTube that’s just all of her appearances, and I started watching that when I couldn’t get access to dropout because I was so intrigued about what I saw on Tumblr! And she’s like 60% of the reason I got dropout

* Why I don’t- BEST GIRL.

* Favorite episode (scene if movie)- I mean the figayda first kiss and everything that preceded it was GOLD. Also the scene where adaine asks if she wants to hold boggy. What an angel.

* Favorite season/movie- sophomore year obviously! Can’t wait for more content with her as time goes on!

* Favorite line- “NOOO IT’S TOO CUTE!” And “if i was you, i wouldn’t want to be anyone else” “I too am a low quality child”

* Favorite outfit- the sweater she’s wearing in the full version of my icon because its says “reading is lit” and I love the pun sm! you know one of the bad kids would get it for her! https://rabdoidal.tumblr.com/post/190876580075/baby-youre-hands-down-the-best-thing-about-me-and

* OTP- Fig!! They’re such a good balance for each other! Fig is always trying to be other people, but around Ayda she’s growing into herself more! And Ayda learning from fig too, getting out of her comfort zone and GAH I LOVE THEM. IN THE WORDS OF LOU WILSON I BLESS THIS UNION

* Brotp- Adaine! Gorgug! And Cheese of course!

* Head Canon- I have no idea how junior year is gonna go, but I can see her spending time at Aguefort trying to talk more with her dad and see her friends since she doesn’t really know anyone else in Elmville? And she will slowly and accidentally take over their school library and anyone taking wizard classes will totally come to her for advice! Let Ayda have all the friends okay.

* Unpopular opinion- I talked about this in a different ask but her cameo in pirol felt just a bit out of place? Like if I hadn’t seen fhsy it would’ve really thrown me off and it kinda messed with the standalone nature of the season. That being said I LOVED that scene!! i want more of her and cheese being friends!

* A wish- idc how unrealistic it may be, fig and ayda will be high school sweethearts dang it! I think they’ll have their struggles for sure, but that’s endgame baby!

* An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen- if brennan hurts her I WILL be meeting him in the denny’s parking lot, no mercy

* 5 words to best describe them- brilliant, radiant, outstanding, show-stopping, resplendent

* My nickname for them- best girl!!

Pete the Plug

Why I like them- my boy is really trying his best!! The voice of the dreams, who finds a home and people who love and respect and support him, who stares down the dream and asks to see its true form.

Why I don’t- I love him your honor!

Favorite episode (scene if movie)- yo I bingewatched this season so fast my memory is badddd so I’m not sure!

Favorite line: my memory is such garbage man!! Idk!! I just looked through his Tumblr tag and that one line in the coffee shop where he asks where the crying booth is is GOLD

Favorite outfit- cowboy hat KING

OTP- I am not immune to the Pete/ricky/ester/Sofia polycule,,

Brotp- Kingston!! they had a rough patch, but I love the way they grow to understand and care for each other! And also Nod ofc, their scenes were my favorite!

Head Canon: he pops up at the hospital to grab lunch with Kingston and the other nurses are just like “Kingston your boy is here” and no one corrects them

Unpopular opinion: I’m not sure tbh? I have trouble with these cause I’m not sure what the popular opinions are

A wish- someone get that boy a sweater. Its New York in December he’s gonna FREEZE he needs a COAT

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen- no more toxic relationships! Let him thrive!

5 words to best describe them- unpredictable, wild, wonderful, passionate, reckless

My nickname for them- not a nickname but occasionaly i will see fanart and just go KING in my head. love that vox fantasma

QUEEN SACCHARINA

* Why I like them: it’s illegal for me not to fall in love with Emily’s PCs. Her backstory absolutely wrecked me! She’s trying so hard, she was without a family for so long and she found a family and then she was finally reunited with her blood family and it was weird and complicated and FCK she’s so good

* Why I don’t- Emily axford does no wrong

* Favorite episode (scene if movie)- finale! Holy shit that finale! (Also for scene, that first round of combat where she thunder steps and saves Joren. Holy fcking moly.)

* Favorite line: god it hurt me DEEPLY, but I can’t stop thinking about “you can be my sister or my queen, but you can’t be both” “then I choose to be your queen”

Favorite outfit- anything as long as she has a CROWN dang it

OTP- a loving home where she can spread magic and have PEACE

Brotp- Theo!! Axmurph were killing me this season!

Head Canon- one of the ways she bonds with her family is taking them on rides on Cinnamon! That feeling of freedom, of magic; it helps them understand her better, and it shows that they trust her. The first time Ruby goes flying with her, she tells her to hang on so they can do something cool, and Ruby instinctually wraps her arms around Saccharina. It’s the first time they hug. They don’t mention it, but they both get a little misty eyed.

Unpopular opinion- I really wanted a scene where she asked about Jet. She’s spent so long wanting a family, just to find out once again the church had taken the chance from her. i have some,, personal feelings about what that would be like and I really wish that her feelings about that had been explored a little more

A wish: oh let her be happy PLEASE. Her family may have gotten off on the wrong foot, but those bonds WILL grow

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen- if we had gotten the bad ending of them turning on each other,, oh god

5 words to best describe them- fierce, magical, powerful, resilient, strong

My nickname for them- I just love the nickname Rina for her!!

[bvnshies]

nie huaisang!

favorite thing about them: doesnt know shit. just doesn’t. it makes him relatable.  least favorite thing about them: i??? dont know?? cant think of anything off the top of my head. need to rewatch the donghua (and also maybe read the novel/watch cql) favorite line: I Do Not Remember any of his lines. again. need to rewatch the donghua brOTP: i dont think we talk about wwx and nhs being bffs enough OTP: sangcheng naturally ig. or sangxian. nOTP: nhs/jgy bc i guess that fucking exists also ya know. the obvious. random headcanon: modern au scad dropout unpopular opinion: critically underappreciated despite being the literal backbone of the whole damn story. song i associate with them: uhhh secret by the pierces? maybe? idk i havent thought about it. favorite picture of them: THIS ONE

[sosa-sketch]

Fright or Flight: Chapter 2

Parings: Prinxiety // Logicality // Platonic LAMP

Story Summary: Virgil and Patton investigate the New Prince Castle, when a brutal accident kills Patton. Patton wakes as a ghost and meets friendly ghoul Roman, who has been haunting the castle for 20 years. Virgil is determined to bring Patton back to life and brings Logan, the ghost expert, to help him out. Time is quickly running out, and the four must work together to undo death. If only it was as simple as Logan made it sound.

Unknown to them, a secret entity in the castle does not plan on letting them succeed.

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When Patton first met Virgil, his last intention was to become friends with him. Virgil had built up a notorious reputation over the first few months of school, and his grades did nothing to disprove his status. Patton wasn’t the type to judge a person’s character based on rumors nor looks. No one was a higher believer in the benefit of doubt than Patton! However, Virgil’s first impression did not help his case.

Virgil transferred into Patton’s English class the second semester due to a schedule change. When the teacher stated a new team project was to be completed, Patton did not shy away from offering to be Virgil’s partner. He understood how difficult it could be being the new kid in a class full of friends and cliques.

The project was hefty, an collection of novel analyzing, essays, vocabulary, and journal entries. Patton was not looking forward to the Shakespearean project-Shakespeare’s language was alien to him. It occurred to Patton that pairing up with the soon-to-be-dropout may not have been his best idea. Nonetheless, Patton refused to be jaded.

The first day of the project, Virgil refused to touch the work.

“There’s no way I’m touching this project.” Virgil sneered. “Especially about Shakespeare.”

“Huh?” Patton had not fully processed Virgil’s words. “Is it because you don’t understand it?”

“Sure.”

“Neither can I! I guess Shakespeare really has our brains shaken up! Maybe we can ask the teacher to go over it for us?”

The teen huffed and shook his head. Virgil laid his head on the wooden desk and his eyes slipped closed. He napped for the rest of the period.

His behavior continued for weeks. Patton had tried everything in his power to get Virgil to help him out. Patton’s seemingly endless supply of compliments and encouraging gestures served no help.

Patton’s mind had conjured countless excuses for Virgil since Virgil himself refused to give one. At the beginning the excuses had seemed feasible. Lack of sleep? Family issues? However, by week three, Patton was already scraping the bottom of the barrel, trying to justify Virgil’s dismissive attitude with clones and possible mind control. Virgil was no closer to lifting up a pencil, there were ten days left of the project, and Patton still understood little to nothing about Shakespeare. Patton was flying solo and time was ticking.

The final week before the project was due, Patton caught the flu.

Patton would chalk up the flu to the top three sucky sicknesses of his lifetime. His fever was raging, his skin drowning in sweat while the insides of him iced over. Patton couldn’t tell when being awake ended and when sleep began. The only alarm in Patton’s body was the churning in his gut that rushed him to the toilet.

Understandably, the project was the last thing on his mind.

Patton would not remember his Shakespeare mission until the Sunday before it was due, when he was shaking off the final remnants of the flu. The realization hit him like a train, but by the time he went flying off his bed and hurriedly logging on to his computer to check the time, Patton knew it was hopeless. There was no way he could get the project done in a few hours and counting. Not when all his energy was going into fighting of sneezes and headaches.

Patton was dejectedly scrolling through his email filled with newsletters from adoption sites and animal protection agencies when a subject line caught his eye: “English Project.” Linked to the email were word documents and an audio file. Perplexedly, Patton opened the email.

To: patpetspups@gmail.com

From: killjoy_2001@icloud.com

Subject: English Project

Patton,

so apparently you’ve been sick. class is way more quiet without you their, which is wierd.

i think i did everything you hadn’t done. it’s gonna be really mispelled and confusing and shit. sorry. i’m not the best with righting. feel free to fix anything.

get well soon.

-V

p.s. sorry for acting like a jerk. i owe you a explanation monday.

Patton hugged his computer screen and laugh with relief. He had no idea why Virgil was so nervous. His ideas were brilliant. A week later, Patton would see an A in his gradebook for the Shakespeare project.

There was a reason why Patton never lost faith in people.

True to his word, the next week Virgil explained his mistreatment to Patton. Virgil struggled with dyslexia. While he was getting tutoring in overcoming his learning disability, Virgil’s writing made him incredibly insecure. His old teacher always let him work individually, but the new teacher wasn’t having it. Before class, the teacher pulled him aside and told Virgil he was no different from any other student and would have to work with a partner. Virgil, determined to spite the teacher and anxious to seem like an “idiot” in front of Patton, would pretend to sleep the whole period.

“All your writing took was a quick grammar fix. The ideas were so good! I’m not just saying that to say that, they actually were! I could never think of something like that.” Patton reassured enthusiastically.

Virgil flushed a bright red. “I didn’t do much. Shakespeare is a lot easier to understand with audio.”

Patton listened to the audiobook of Macbeth that night. Virgil clearly wasn’t giving himself enough credit.

Virgil and Patton quickly grew close once the project was done. Virgil was still quiet, snappy, moody, and detrimentally insecure, but he began to open up more as the months went on. By senior year, Patton and Virgil was joined at the hip. Two peas in a pod.

Virgil had grown a lot since freshman year.

Being joined at the hip with Virgil meant that Patton got to understand Virgil by the simplest change in body language or expression. It also meant that Patton became aquatinted with anyone close to Virgil.

Patton already had a bad feeling while Virgil’s tone had shifted on the phone the night they were chatting about yearbook quotes. Remy sending Patton a text only confirmed the ball of dread in his stomach.

Rem: pat can we talk ?

Patton: You don’t even have to ask! Everything ok?

Rem: it’s about v

Rem: have you guys talked recently ? out of school

Patton: We talked last weekend. Over the phone. Why? Is Virgil fine??

Rem: idk. he came over to my house a couple nights ago at like 5 am. talked about some ghost shit.

Patton: He woke you up to talk about ghosts??(language!)

Rem: looking for affirmation that he wasn’t some obsessed ghost freak. i told him nah

Rem: but tbh he kinda is obsessed

Patton: He is passionate about his ghosts! But that’s not a bad thing.

Rem: v strongly disagrees. the whole thing about the yearbook and ghost quotes really messed with his head

Patton: I didn’t mean anything bad by it! It was just an idea! I promise! I’ll apologize to him!!!

Rem: wait no thats not what im saying. no one blames u

Rem: is he doing any ghost stuff anytime soon

Patton: Yep. He’s going to visit a castle!

Patton: Is that bad?

Rem: don’t you remember last time v became paranoid abt something? he pulled some real stupid stuff just to prove ppl wrong

Patton: Yeah. I know.

Patton: Gosh now I’m worried :(

Rem: i just dont want him doing anything he’ll regret on the trip. can u just…idk watch out for him pls ? ik v can take care of himself. but sometimes he gets into this headspace that’s self-destructive

Rem: tbh i dont like his ghost stuff as it is. i dont need him doing something dumb either

Patton: I understand Rem. That’s really sweet of you <3 <3

Patton: I’ll look out for him! I promise!!!! :-) :-)

Rem: ty. dont tell v abt this convo tho

Despite feeling uneasy about it, Patton understood Remy’s request to keep silent. Telling Virgil about their conversation would only push Virgil away and make him defensive. It’d be impossible to look out for him.

Virgil had already given Patton a way in. Patton had to talk to Logan for Virgil and get any supplies he might need. Patton loved visiting Logan in and of itself. Maybe Logan could help him out.

Logan’s business was located near small shops clustered along the beach. It was a hotspot for tourists, where knickknacks and souvenirs were sold and expensive attractions were advertised. Patton walked along here with Virgil sometimes, stopping at the arcade or mirror maze. Patton had met some of the most interesting people in the small touristy town.

Among the attractions was a dark blue shingled building with a pointy-roofed top. Painted letters on a wooden board spelt out “Afterlife Exposed.” Patton stepped through the door and a bell gently ringed, signaling his arrival.

At the sound of the bell, a tall, dark-haired man turned around. His navy suit blended in with the darkness of the shop. The man’s lean body was captivated beautifully in the suit. Patton quickly averted his eyes, blushing furiously.

“I have been expecting you-oh. Greetings, Patton. What a surprise.”

“Hi Logan!” Patton waved enthusiastically. “Who were you expecting?”

“No one. It’s a new rule Father has implemented. I must say it to every customer to ‘set the mood,’ as he calls it.” Logan dragged his hand over his face exasperatedly. “I find it quite ridiculous. But business shall be business.”

Logan’s father technically owned Afterlife Exposed. But he was always hidden in the back, gathering supplies or experimenting. Logan was currently studying entrepreneurship in college in order to take over the family business someday.

“How may I help you today, Patton?” Logan inquired, stepping around the counter to stand in front of him. He was even taller up close.

Patton filled Logan in about the New Prince Castle family murder and Virgil’s plan to investigate the castle for one of his ghost routines. Logan nodded politely the whole way through.

“I see. What an intriguing case. What exactly does he need from me?”

Patton shrugged cluelessly. “Anything you think might help, I guess.”

“What’s his budget?”

“A coffee and cake pop from Starbucks, if he uses his gift card.”

Logan rolled his eyes. “And he sent you to purchase something from here? Why, he couldn’t even afford a keychain.”

“Come on, Logan! He’s one of your most loyal customers and between us, he’s going through a rough patch. Can’t you help him out? Please?”

Logan massaged his temples and sighed. “Patton, it’s just not something the business can afford to do right now. My Father and I have been dealing with a sort of rough patch as well. You and Virgil have my sincerest apologies-truly, you do.”

Patton nodded dejectedly, “I understand.” Spotting Logan’s hesitant expression and tense form, he rested a hand on Logan’s shoulder and grinned. “Really, I do. I don’t blame you.”

Logan gave a small, tight-lipped smile in return. Gently shaking Patton’s hand off his shoulder, he clasped his hands together tightly. “Well, is there anything else I can do for you?”

“I’m not too sure.” Patton pursed his lips in thought. “Well, actually. I was wondering if you could tell me the dos and don’ts of ghost hunting. The yays and nays. The cats and dogs-actually no scratch that, both of those would be a yay.”

“With all due respect, Patton, I think Virgil has got that covered.” Logan reassured. “He must have asked me a dozen times prior to his first investigation.”

“Oh yeah, I know. It’s for me.” Patton corrected.

Logan raised an eyebrow in perplexion. Patton had never shown an interest in ghost hunting when Virgil wasn’t to be found.

Patton thought quickly. “I just want to understand more. For when I talk to Virgil. Sometimes I really don’t get half the explanations coming from the kiddo’s mouth.” It wasn’t a lie. “Just…how do you deal with ghosts?

“I see.” Logan clicked his tongue. “I’m sure Virgil could explain it to you more in depth. But, if you’re ever in doubt, chalk it up to one thing: respect. Is what you’re doing respecting the afterlife and their home? Are you portraying common courtesy? Treat them with the same respect as the living, if not more. There are exceptions, as with anything, but for the most part, that should keep you out of trouble with spirits.”

“Respect.” Patton repeated.

“You have strong morals, Patton. If you’re concerned about involvement with the afterlife due to your closeness with Virgil, I would not worry. Lack of respect is the last of your weaknesses.”

Logan pulled out his phone from the back of his pocket. “I apologize, I must return to my work. However, if you or Virgil have any more questions, feel free to give me a call.”

Patton gushed and thanked Logan, jotting down his number. Logan flushed a gentle red and held out his hand for a handshake.

“Pleasure doing business with you, Patton.”

Patton swatted Logan’s hand away and brought him in for a hug. “Thank you, Logan.”

Logan awkwardly pat Patton on the back before ungracefully untangling himself from the embrace. “I was only doing my job. Now, I understand it’s none of my business, but I recommend getting some rest. You look exhausted.”

“High school has permanently carved bags under my eyes.” Patton shook his head defeatedly.

Logan gave an amused smirk. “You sounded like Virgil.”

Patton beamed. “Like father, like son!”

Just as Patton was about to turn around to leave the store, something in the corner of the room glistened, catching his eye. “Hey Logan? Just one more thing?”

Logan hummed at him, encouraging Patton to continue.

He pointed to the object at the corner of the room. “How much can I get that for?”

 “Walkie-talkies. I sent you to Logan Berry, one of the smartest, most knowledgeable people about the afterlife in this town, and you come back with a Ghost Buster walkie-talkie.” Virgil grunted, dangling the toy by its antennae.

“You can have the Casper the Ghost one instead.”

“What? No! Ghost Busters is better, anyway.” Virgil groaned. “That’s not the point. How about advice? Did Logan say anything?”

“Just to respect the ghosts. Have common courtesy. Which you better be doing anyway, even without Logan telling you to do so.”

Virgil threw his hands up in exasperation and fell down into his sofa as the cushions engulfed the skinny man. “Obviously I respect them! The last thing I need is coming home possessed and cursed! He knows I know that. That’s really all he said?”

“Besides giving us his number.” Patton confirmed. “Which I already gave you.”

Virgil grumbled. “Whatever. One day I’ll get enough money to- wait. The walkie-talkies. There’s no way you could have bought them with my money, I would not have had enough. Please don’t tell me…”

Virgil got a glance of Patton’s sheepish look and groaned. “Patton, we have a rule! No buying each other anything!” He buried his head in his hands. “I can’t pay you back. You know that.”

“Hey…” Patton took a seat next to Virgil and laid a comforting hand on his knee. “It’s okay. They weren’t expensive. You don’t have to pay me back.”

Virgil looked at Patton in between his fingers. His voice was muffled against his palms. “You know how I feel about that, Pat.”

“Virgil, come on.” Patton pleaded.

Virgil shook his head. “Thank you. But, you need to return them.”

Guilty silence settled among the two, but neither made a move to leave. Both were lost in their own worlds when an idea struck Patton.

He nudged Virgil. “I know a way for you to pay me back without money.” At Virgil’s unimpressed look, he protested, “Seriously! It would mean a lot more to me than whatever these walkie-talkies cost.”

“Yea?” Virgil lifted his head from his hands. “What is it?”

Patton stared at Virgil’s stormy eyes as his heart pounded. In all honesty, this was the last thing Patton wanted to do. He was terrified. But, he thought back to the conversation he had with Remy, and the last time Virgil did something senseless unsupervised due to paranoia. “I want to go ghost hunting with you. At the New Prince Castle.”

Virgil’s jaw dropped. His eyes darted around Patton’s face before he shook his head and gave a weak chuckle. “Sure, Pat. Whatever you say.”

“No, I’m serious!” Patton insisted. “I’ll respect the ghosts and do whatever you tell me to do!”

Virgil was dismissing Patton before he could finish his sentence. “No, no, no. You hate ghost stories, Pat! Especially ones that are spooky and gruesome. You’d hate ghost-hutning. It’s dark and there’s lots of weird noises and tons of spiders. No way. I’m not adding more guilt to my conscience.”

Virgil made a move to get up from the sofa, but Patton refused to let the conversation drop. He grabbed Virgil’s hand and pulled him back to the seat. Virgil landed with a clumsy thump.  

“Kiddo, I know I hate all those things. I’m sure I’ll be scared. But, you’ll be there too! I love you more than I hate all those things combined.”

“Patton, we can do something else together. Go to the movies. Or bowling. Normal teen stuff.” Virgil reasoned.

Patton retorted, “But ghost hunting is important to you.”

“It’s not that important. It’s a simple hobby. I don’t care that much about it.” Virgil cut off.

“I know, I know!” Patton quickly backtracked. “What I meant was that ghost-hunting has been a cool way for us to bond. It intrigues you-a perfectly normal amount-and I like seeing you happy! Just like you go walking with me along the shops by the beach even though it’s super crowded and you hate it.”

“Patton, what’s your point?” Virgil grilled.

“My point is I want to try this thing that you enjoy with you. Just like you try things for me. It’s senior year, Virgil. No one hates thinking about it more than me, but we don’t know what things are going to be like after high school. I want to find a husband, start a family. Maybe study veterinary science. You could have a publisher for your writing, become a famous author, and move. I want to do this with you. I want to get over my fear.”

Patton stared at Virgil hopefully and held out his hand. “What do you say? One more big adventure for the dynamic duo?”

Virgil stared at Patton, looked down and roughly shook his head, froze, then stared at Patton once more. Virgil’s foot rapidly tapped against the floor, creating a dizzy, distracting melody. Finally, Virgil pulled his hair and glared at Patton. “You’ll be careful?”

Patton nodded eagerly.

“And you’ll stick with me no matter what? At all times? I want you in my sight.”

Virgil dramatically groaned, closing his eyes and throwing his head back. “I guess you can come.”

Patton shot up from his seat, whooping with joy and hopping around the sofa. “Thank you, Virgil! Thank you! We’re going to have such a great time!”

Virgil peeked one eye open and gave a soft grin. “Yeah, I guess we are. You’re sure you wanna do this?”

“Never been more sure of anything in my life besides my love for you and cats! I pinkie swear it.”

Patton and Virgil intertwined pinkies before Patton winked and let go, embracing Virgil.

“Let your moms know you’re going to be gone for the weekend.” Virgil smirked. “We have a haunted castle to explore.”

[agentvencm]

       Character “About” Sheet:

QUOTE

“Think happy things. Mom? Ugh... no. Betty? Swing and miss. Uh... High school? God, no... Do I have any happy thoughts?”

BASIC

NAME:  eugene thompson NICKNAMES:  flash (and variations of this, such as; flasharoo, flash-man, etc.) AGE:  29 BIRTHDAY:  march 24 SPECIES:  human GENDER:  cis male PRONOUNS:  he/him

FAMILY

MOTHER:  rosie thompson FATHER:  harrison thompson (deceased) PARENTS:  didnt i just  FAMILY:  leah thompson (aunt), eugenia thompson (aunt), tom thompson (uncle) SIBLINGS:  jesse thompson (sister)

PHYSIAL ATTRIBUTES

FACE CLAIM:  luke mitchell (alt fc: sam worthington) RACE/ETHNICITY:  white NATIONALITY:  the most american HEIGHT:  4′1″, formerly 6′2″ WEIGHT:  160 lbs (73 kg), formerly 185 lbs. BUILD:  athletic, muscular built, endo-mesomorphic.  HAIR:  on the longer side of short, often floppy haired, sometimes cut short. i think he just forgets to get a haircut for months smfh  FACIAL HAIR:  a good stubble. a clean shaven flash ain’t no son of mine.  HAIR COLOR:  strawberry blonde, but more on the blond side. the red shows up in certain lighting.  EYE COLOR:  a clear blue SKIN COLOR:  white, pale, usually with a bit of a tan.  DOMINANT HAND:  right ANOMALIES:  sth to do with his legs hm........ SCENT:  cheap 2 in 1 shampoo,  ACCENT:  nu yawk PHYSICAL DISABILITIES:  double lower leg amputee LEARNING DISABILITIES:  he wasn’t the best in school, but no learning disabilities.  ALLERGIES:  bees DISORDERS:  substance abuse disorder NERVOUS TICS:  nail biting, knuckle cracking.  QUIRKS:  good at lying about serious matters, bad at lying about fun and light subjects.  doesn’t like to have to volume on odd numbers.  

LIFESTYLE

BORN:  Queens, New York City, New York RAISED:  Queens, New York City, New York VEHICLE:  n/a PHONE:  probably the most worn down samsung you’ve seen in your life LAPTOP/COMPUTER:  he sure has a laptop dont ask me what kind  PETS:  n/a

HIGH SCHOOL EDUCATION:  Mid Town High School graduate COLLEGE EDUCATION:  Empire State University, football scholarship, dropout CAREER:  former U.S. army soldier, current high school gym teacher EXPERIENCE:  three tours of duty, years of training RANK:  corporal EMPLOYER:  uncle sam? ??  YEARLY SALARY:  about  $29,185 formerly, as a soldier, now probably ?? ?  $21,535 according to google. but he gets extra money just for having earned a medal of honor so it’s probably more  BADGE NUMBER: n/a TRAINED IN: ?? probably West Point, US Military Academy  OTHER: /

POLITICAL AFFILIATION: my boy will never support trump if thats what u mean RELIGIOUS BELIEFS:  okay look,, in the marvel universe it’s general knowledge some gods exist. ares is out there, thor and the gang. flash knows this. but the capital-g God people speak of, and actually praying and Believing? no sir.  MISDEMEANORS:  are we counting beating up various kids while in high school bc b oi FELONIES:  has gone AWOL, theft of military property, a few murders TICKETS AND/OR VIOLATIONS:  well i mean it’s not like he’s parking anywhere DRUGS:  nope SMOKES:  no ALCOHOL:  no longer drinks after overcoming his alcoholism DIET:  sometimes sticks to a muscle building diet for a little while, but never really takes it too seriously. he eats a lot though. definitely one of those guys that go “wow!! i eat so much!! three peoples worth of food, and i never get fat!! and i dont even do anything for it!!!” while they exercise like 6 times a week. 

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION:  heteroromantic SEXUAL ORIENTATION:  heterosexual MARTIAL STATUS:  single CHILDREN:  n/a AVAILABILITY:  single LOOKING FOR:  betty

LANGUAGES:  english

PHOBIAS:  becoming like his father HOBBIES:  name any sport and he’ll love it TRAITS:  hotheaded, athletic, blunt, (self-)destructive, courageous, addictive, loyal, protective, good-natured, social, independent, competitive, disciplined, selfless, headstrong, aggressive. SOCIAL MEDIA:  not a very big social media user. definitely on facebook, used to be on twitter years ago but never touches it anymore. has a snapchat and instagram but scarcely uses them. 

FAVOURITE

LOCATION:  what SPORTS TEAM: New York Giants GAME:  i haven’t quite figured out what his favorite video game would be. but i do think he enjoys them. first person shooters, zombie shooters, horror games MUSIC:  not too picky with his music, his taste ranges somewhere between EDM and classic rock SHOWS:  idk i hc him to really enjoy shows like NCIS MOVIES:  definitely a fan of action movies (rumoured not to watch any movie that lacks explosions), thrillers, horror.  RADIO STATION:  do i look like i know shit about american radio stations FOOD:  my red meat son  BEVERAGE:  let’s not  talk about that  COLOR:  red

CHARACTER

MORAL ALIGNMENT:  chaotic good MBTI:  ESTP MBTI ROLE:  the entrepreneur  ENNEAGRAM:  type 8 ENNEAGRAM ROLE:  the leader  TEMPERAMENT:  sanguine WESTERN ZODIAC:  aries CHINESE ZODIAC:  dragon (tiger fits him better but dragon is his year so ? ???) PRIMAL SIGN:  tyrannosaurus rex (i couldnt make this up if i tried im sc r eaming this is the most predictably flash thing) HOGWARTS HOUSE:  gryffindor  ILVERYMORNY HOUSE:  wampus TAROT CARD:  the chariot TV TROPES:  jerk jock, handicapped badass, good is not soft, don’t you dare pity me!, super soldier SONG:  fuck u im adding more than one              — “diary of a deadman” by five finger death punch             — “east” by sleeping at last             — “nobody praying for me” by seether

IDEOLOGIES: Anyone who mocks Spider-Man will be punched.