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Griffin Holt → 20 → Junior → Hans → Max Irons

Bio:

There's a price to pay when you grow up in a family with loads of children, and that's having to share attention, no matter how much you want more. Griffin's always felt like the forgotten child out of his family, being the youngest. Growing up was fun, if he looked at it from a specific point of view. There were tons of kids around to play with and it was never boring when you had so many brothers around, but sometimes he just wanted to connect with his parents and for the most part, it was just impossible. They always had the other children to worry about as well, and with Griffin being a pretty laid back kid that stayed out of trouble, he just seemed to fade into the background. However, he's never had any resentment towards his family and throughout the years, he's grown into quite the nice young man. He's kind and funny and knows how to connect with people and it doesn't hurt that he's easy on the eyes. The only thing is, he tends to be oblivious to specific forms of attention, such as girls crushing on him, and overlooks it. He's not a  heartbreaker on purpose, but when he does find a girl he likes as more than a friend, he'll sweep her off her feet without any hesitation. 

→ The role of Griffin Holt is currently open.

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Like I'm trying really hard to write right right now so here we go. You can get the nice little accpeted picture tomorrow ehn i look at this and go 'oh lena no' and cry. But hi, accepted

OOC Info Name: Betty White Age: Too old for this shiz Availability (?/10): I go hard or go home. IC Info Name: Sawyer Reinhardt

Sawyer smiled as her placed a photo down on his dresser. It had been awhile since he had dared to take a look at it, and this was to decid if he was going to bring it with him or not. He grimaced and stuffed the photo in a box and placed it in his bag, he couldn't bare to leave it behind. How ironic. Sawyer shook off the sad feelings and finished packing for his new adventure.

He couldn't wait for this new start. After taking online classes, he was finally going to get to be attending a university on campus, with actual people. The past two years had been driving Sawyer mad, he only had friends at work to keep him company and they didn't really seem to be into the friendship as much as him. He was upset to hear about the recent shooting to the high school next door, in a way he felt like his new friends could have been hurt in all of that. Shooting or not, he was still excited to be attending university, he would walk in with a huge smile on his face.

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Though I'm not a big fan of the FC, I'm hoping that with the way he's written so far, it won't matter much. Same ol' drill. 

Peeling wallpaper, a cracked ceiling, grimy windows. The appearance didn't mean anything to him when he was sober, so it definitely didn't mean anything when he was as high as a kite. Losing your mind wasn't much fun, so the abandoned house was filled with other junkies who were just as lost as he was. Lost in worlds of terror or euphoria or sex or complete nonsense. For Mallark it was always color. After a swift sting of a needle and his nearly sensual 'O-Mouth', his surroundings began to glow with color. Basic reds became shimmering rubies. Green was the deepest of jade or brightest of spring leaves. They all came in and out of focus whenever he tried to focus on one color, but if he squinted really hard, he saw them all come together in a beautiful masterpiece of neon. It always made him giggle and chuckle, grabbing his sketch bad and drawing out yet another image that was artistic graffiti. Eventually he'd either tattoo it to himself or take a paint can to his walls. But that couldn't be done for several hours. Not until he was awake and sporting a pounding headache.

He tenderly placed his most treasured possessions down as a young, frail looking girl approached him. Her eyes were surrounded by dark circles and the track marks on her arms were like spiderwebs threading along her skin. Sophie. His most needy client. She stopped in front of him, clothes tattered and hair in need of a good wash. Mallark never quite understood why these freaks couldn't keep themselves clean. He never looked undone or like a druggie, it kept him from getting into certain places. Mallark didn't like closed doors. "M. M, I need some more stuff. Please."

Mallark grinned and fiddled with his pocket for a moment before pulling out a small packet of white powder. "Baby, if you keep blowing through it this fast you're going to burn out. I'll have to cut you off soon." The distressed look on her face made him grin brightly. "But not today." He shook the packet tauntingly, but withdrew his arm as she reached for it. "Ah ah. Pay the toll." Sophie smiled and stooped to give him a long kiss before being allowed to walk away with her prize. Mallark didn't worry about the money. He made sure all of his clients paid him in advance, that way no one 'wasn't able to come up with the funds' when they collected.

Growing tired of the annoying chatter, he clumsily got to his feet and stepped out to the back porch to light a cigarette. Sometimes he thought about what he once had, his family Things could be so different. He could be sleeping in a heated house every night instead of an understuffed mattress on the floor of the condemned house he had found. But he bet his parents wouldn't let him spray paint their walls, now would they?

Smiling to himself, proud of being the king of his world, Mallark popped the collar of his denim jacket and started down the street towards downtown, hoping his buzz wore off by the time he got there. Macy's didn't let you in if you were still trippin' on daisies and unicorns.

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Sawyer Reinhardt → 19 → Sophomore → Sven → Louis Tomlinson

Bio:

Sawyer's got one of the biggest hearts around, meaning he's genuinely a sweet guy. The greatest thing in his mind is hanging out with the people he considers friends - which is most of the people that come into contact with him. He's an enormous people person and on the rare occasions when he's alone, he hates every second of it. He's a friend for life and he'll stick with those close to him through thick and thin, even if they've done something he doesn't necessarily approve of. It's not easy to find someone that enjoys helping people just for the sake of helping them, but Sawyer's always been the kind of person to lend a hand to those in need and he encourages the people he knows to do the same thing, and he usually gets his way. He's extremely good at convincing even the most stubborn of people, which he considers his greatest trait. 

→ The role of Sawyer Reinhardt is currently open.

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Listen here you little shit, you didn't even use the right app. You're lucky I semi like you. I have nothing more to say to you. You already did both of these two things, but I have to say it to keep up appearances. Make your account and message for the ooc blog.

The thing about sculpting is that you're essentially finding the art inside of what's already given to you. Elsa could never really look at a canvas and making something from out of her head. It was blank. There was nothing to work with. But from the moment you tore a piece of clay off from a larger piece, it formed it's on shape, had it's own life. No piece was the same as the other, and if you picked at it dug away, pinched, squeezed, and carved, you could find it's real potential under it all. There was something about that that Elsa really loved. She preferred clay but she dabbled in ice and metal and whatever else she could twist into different shapes. It was one of the few things she could do alone for hours and no one would bother her.

To her it seemed strange that just a few months ago she would have to put in her headphones to block out the constant buzzing of her cell phone or actually have to turn it off so she could concentrate on her work. But now she could leave her phone on her desk, volume high, because no one was calling anymore. Some had tried to call her after it all happened, but mostly she pulled herself away from everyone, afraid of what kind of reaction she'd get from her old friends. She knew some were disgusted by her now and would prefer to have nothing to do with her. Some were nicer about it which she thought would be easier to handle, but that kindness also came with pity and she felt like that was worse than the repulsion. She knew her parents probably wished they could avoid her too. Just pretend they were never affiliated with Elsa and that they were still respectable people despite their disgrace of a daughter. But once the news got out, all their friends didn't look at them the same either.

But that's what happens when you keep most of your social circle to your church.

And when you commit a big sin that the entire church community becomes aware of, you're not exactly as welcomed as before.

Not that the McKay's were banned, in fact they were pressed more than ever to come to service. But now it was to be redeemed and saved, they were everyone's charity case. And her parents couldn't handle going to the church and being constantly berated for their parenting skills and constant overbearing suggestions of how to raise or save their daughter. And Elsa couldn't stand to come out her room and see the shame on their faces. She had prayed for her forgiveness and exiled herself to her room. But that wasn't enough because her parents still suffered for it. 

Elsa sighed as she wiped her hands on her apron, unsatisfied with her work. She looked over to her desk, her phone still silent and taunting before reaching over for an envelope next to it. It came in the mail a couple of weeks ago, but she hadn't paid any attention because of the height of drama going on at the time. It was a small envelope, an invitation to Florida. Far away from all of this. A place where she could start over and do things right, and try to be better. Redeem herself. And save her parents from any further embarrassment. 

Pulling out the letter and picking up her phone, she dialed the number typed at the bottom, letting the phone ring a few times. When someone answered with a very formal voice Elsa cleared her throat and began. "Hi, I got your invitation to the school and I wanted to know who I could talk to about enrolling this fall?"

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I will not apologize to you for bringing British Boybanders into our lives. You should know I'm apologetic about nothing. Patrick will be adorable and we can be friends like always. Same drill as always, make the account and message for the ooc blog!

Name: The White Rabbit Time Zone: I'm late for a really important date! Activity Level: No time to say hello! Goodbye!

Character Name: Patrick Seaver Age: 18 Grade: Freshman at University Major: Undeclared Face Claim: Liam Payne Spirit: Patch (101 Dalmatians)

"Out of the way, loser."  Patrick's oldest brother pushed the smaller boy out of the doorway as he struggled with his luggage. The oldest Seaver boys were going to university that day and for Patrick, it was his first time. Leaving home. Ever.  And he wasn't going to uni in England like the rest of his siblings. He had received a special letter beckoning him to a university in Florida...in America, for people with spirits.  He still wasn't sure what that meant, really. Would he be tied down to a table and probed? Maybe stuck in a cage like a monkey? 

"Oh bite me," Patrick muttered, shifting his backpack from one shoulder to the other as he moved towards the door. He had to get to Heathrow before his flight otherwise he'd be really and truly fucked.  

"Are you sure you want to go alone to the airport? We can come with you if you'd like," his mother asked as she helped him with his suitcase to get it to fit out the door.  Her voice was a strange mix of fear and concern he rarely heard from her.  Slowly, he shook his head, looking to the floor at his trainers. For once, this was something that Patrick got to do on his own.

"I'll be okay. London's not that terribly big...I mean...ah fuck, I'm just gonna be on the Tube for a little bit. Takes you right into the terminal."  She looked at him and placed her hands on his shoulders. "Mooooom why does this have to happen now? You cried all last night, I thought we were done with this!"

"Because you're leaving and I'm going to miss you." Patrick wiggled his way out of his mom's grasp and adjusted his straps on his backpack. 

"You have four other kids, Mom. It's not like you'll be lacking in messes to clean up. Besides, I'll be okay, nothing I can't handle. Just an international flight. The most that will probably happen is they serve me frozen bread for dinner." He stepped forward and gave her a quick hug before tugging his suitcase down the street towards Gloucester Station, where the London Underground waited to take him to Heathrow and in turn, to America.

I LOVE DROPPING LONDON SHIT INTO PARAS. ALSO HI.

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Your name sounds really familiar, Len the Nips. Your parents must really love you. Everyone loves a cute nerd, therefore, everyone will love Roxanne. You know the drill, make the account and message for the ooc blog!

OOC Info Name: Len the Nips. It's French. Age: I'm legal I swear. Availability (?/10): I live her basically. Wasting my youth on the computer.

The flight from Italy to Orlando had been a long one, but Roxanne had finally landed back home. It was bittersweet to be back. One because Italy had been amazing enough to have made her want to stay for longer or even stay there forever. The other because she missed Orlando, her room, her friends and her dad. She knew how it was going to work out. She'd land, and her dad would be right there waiting to greet her with a sign and flowers. He'd drive them home and feed her his attempt at a home cooked meal, which she'd very appreciatively but hesitantly would try to eat to amuse him. She'd tell him all about how great Italy was, but how much she had missed home and he'd smile and be happy. Roxy's dad was a good man, and she knew it. She was all he had left, and because of that she still lived at home even though she could easily be at the Walt dorms. He needed her around, and in a sense she didn't mind as long as she got her space. 

School was her escape. She loved the campus, she loved the people and she loved being a part of it. So more than just being excited to be home, she was excited for school to start. It wasn't odd that she spent a lot more time there than she did at home. Though maybe this semester she'd make some changes. This semester could be the one where she branched out, did more on her own. This could be the semester she showed her dad she was an adult and not a kid anymore. For tonight she was okay with being his little girl as he picked her up from the airport. Just one more night. 

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Elsa McKay → 20 → Junior → Elsa → Elizabeth Olsen

Bio:

At first glance Elsa seems like a polite and open young woman, with a kind of regal air to her. It’s not that she’s stuck up, but rather she finds herself very poised in a way old fashioned in her manners that leads people to see her as a pristine short of girl. However, Elsa holds a secret that she isn’t willing to share. While she seems like any other chipper new student here at Walt, the truth behind Elsa’s departure, or rather her exile, from her home is something she keeps very private. Elsa typically isolates herself from people, believing if she’s left alone she’ll stay out of trouble and not have a repeat of what happened before. This only adds to her being mistaken for being stuck up or cold at times but really Elsa is just a girl who’s made some mistakes and who carries them like a heavy burden. She fears being judged for her wrongs and criticizes herself far more than anyone else could. A reserved young woman with a fountain of emotions waiting to erupt, Elsa is hoping to stay under control here and start new. Start right.

→ The role of Elsa McKay is currently taken.

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Patrick Seaver → 18 → Freshman → Patches → Liam Payne

Bio:

Patrick grew up in a big family and in turn, he had a lot of trouble standing out. One of his siblings were always smarter, stronger, more athletic, or more talented than he was. Although he supported his siblings, he couldn’t help but feel lonely and under-appreciated. He wanted to feel special and he got the chance at Walt University as he was the only one of his siblings to have a Disney spirit. He’s adventurous, bold, and sometimes has a little bit of a temper. He treasures his friends like they were gold even though sometimes his bluntness might put people off at times. He’s brutally honest but for the most part he has a heart of gold.

→ The role of Patrick Seaver is currently taken.

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Tyler Denning → 21 → Junior → TJ → Robert Pattinson

Bio: 

A leader since the day he was born, Tyler's always known what to do in difficult situations. From the time he could walk and talk on his own, people flocked to him in crisis. They counted on him, knowing that he worked well under pressure and always came up with a solution. While he never let the attention get to his head, he never denied the fact that he loved having a big group of friends that listened to him. Growing up, the only thing he took seriously was having a good time and at the time, nothing seemed like it could go wrong. But the fun led to more trouble than he bargained for. A few years back, Tyler got some news from his girlfriend - she was pregnant. She wasn't so okay with the idea. Nine months later, when a tiny little girl was born into the world, Tyler's girlfriend decided she couldn't be a mother, but he decided to keep her. Now, at 21, Tyler should be enjoying his last years of college, but instead he's spending his weekends at home with his daughter, trying to give her the best life he can. Despite all of this, he's still remained the fun loving, mischievous, sometimes ditzy, guy he's always been. It's just a little harder to go about getting people to see it. 

→ The role of Tyler Denning is currently taken.

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Regina, I'm a big fan of yours. Have been for a long time. Landon Libobbityboo is a great face too, but you know that already. You already made the account so message for the ooc blog.

Name: Regina Phalange

Age: 105 in cat years. Availability: Almost away as long as school doesn't eat me alive.

Walking around campus and going unnoticed wasn’t an uncommon thing in Isaac’s life. Unless he was speaking out about something, people tended to ignore he was even around. It could have been the fact that he looked like bad news, or the fact that he always kept a cigarette tightly pressed between his lips whether it was lit or not; The scenario never changed. As he walked, people move to the side and tried not to make eye contact with the guy whose hair was too long and beard far too untrimmed. Isaac didn’t mind much. He figured the people that were okay with only judging him by his looks were idiots anyway, and who wants to waste time talking to idiots? If he were back home, this wouldn’t be a problem. If he were back home, the problem would be even bigger.

It seemed that through the years, Isaac had built a reputation for himself, and an infamous one at that. With all the pranks he’d pulled, the times he had been set up by his brother and his so called “friends”, the stealing and the underage alcoholic and drug consumption, his criminal and school records were thicker than a dictionary. The people around his hometown saw him as the town trash, and it wasn’t uncommon for people to shake their heads, wag their fingers or steer children away from him when he walked by. It wasn’t like he was some sort of menace. Most of the time, he kept to himself. It wasn’t until he was with friends that he actually did anything bad. Even then, he always thought twice about doing something he knew could get him in trouble. But between his brother and his friends, there was no time for cold feet if he wanted to prove himself. However, all that had done him no good. Everyone had moved on to college and left the state, while he had to stay and carry a heavy record on his back all the time. For some reason the officers around town didn't think Isaac meant any harm and always let him go after a night in jail and a stern talking to. The school wasn’t as forgiving though. His sophomore year of college, he was caught stealing a history exam for one of the football players. He was expelled instantly. With as much baggage as the poor guy carries, no other school would even consider accepting him. None except a small one, down in Florida. Weighing his odds of either staying home and listening to how much of failure he’d become, or going to a new place where no one knew him, Isaac saved up as much as he could, hopped on a plane and flew down to Orlando. 

He wasn't looking for a change, or new opportunities. He knew there wasn't a second chance in his horizon and he was okay with that. There were a lot of labels stuck to him that he didn't feel bothered to shake off. He just wanted to get through as far as he could and see where things ended up. Maybe even make a friend, but even thinking that was a stretch. 

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I love it that our newbies are taking on more characters because basically it means you're truly becoming one of us. Finley's an interesting character and I like your take on her memory loss, so I'm looking forward on how that plays out in meeting people. Make your account and message for the ooc blog!

Finley had lived more than half of her life waking up in the morning and forgetting what had happened the day before and every day she had to relive the trauma of making that realization. Her mother had always been extra protective of her because of the fact that her short term memory was tarnished forever. They'd come up with a system that had helped though - every morning Finley would wake up to a file next to her bedside that told her to read what was inside. The file contained doctors notes that explained her condition and while it was a shock to read through what was wrong with her, a quick look in the mirror proved to her that she was no longer a ten year old kid. At the very end of the file, there was a page telling her to check her computer - which contained everything she'd taken note of for the past eight years that she needed to know about. 

People praised her every single day for being able to continue on with life as normally as she possibly could, but she didn't see how she could do it otherwise. There was no point in being depressed about the fact that she couldn't remember everything. The people in her life knew that she'd need help with certain things - she couldn't note down everything that happened, so it was only natural that she'd forget some things. But strangers and people she met every day were completely unaware of her situation. Luckily, in high school she'd had a few good friends who knew what was going on and would help her get through the days and refresh her memory of what was going on in school. 

Basically, Finley could live like a normal girl with the help of people. Her love life suffered, though. She'd never had a relationship - that she knew of. If she had had one, no one was telling her about it. But there was a lot more for someone like her to worry about than what boys liked her.

Even before her accident, as a kid, Finley had been pretty independent and she wasn't afraid to go out on her own and meet new people. She loved being around people and she was always interested in exploring things on her own and even with her accident, none of that had left her system. So when Finley had been informed that her spirit had belonged to that happy-go-lucky fish in Finding Nemo, Dory, and she was being recruited to go to college in Orlando, Florida, she begged and pleaded with her mother to let her go. It had taken days of convincing, according to her notes, but her mother had finally given in and now Finley was packing her bags and mentally preparing herself for being alone for the first time in her life. 

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I'm psyched that someone auditioned for Aiden so quickly. I'm excited to see him interact with the other Brave characters, Meredith (I'm biased) and Jordan. So welcome to Walt! Make your account and message for the ooc blog!

OOC Info Name: Carmen Age: 18 Availability (?/10): 7/10 (may improve)

The days were longer than Aiden was used to in Florida. Something to do with being closer to the Equator or some odd fact like that. He did not mind it too much either way. It gave him more daylight to finish setting up his classroom, though it wouldn't actually be put to use for quite a few more weeks. He just liked being prepared. Waiting until the last minute basically guaranteed accidents and mistakes. He could handle one or two easily if he had the time, but not under pressure with just a few days before students began shuffling in.

He let out a satisfied sigh as he looked around at his handiwork, hands on his hips. Walt University was really looking to be like a good idea. He loved teaching and there were plenty of new, fresh minds for him to get a glimpse into. With permission, o course. Aiden wasn't one to step on any toes or cross boundaries. He wanted to make friends. He was a naturally sociable guy, so that wasn't really a strange reason for him to be cautious. But he wouldn't worry about bad impressions just yet. He had not even met anyone yet. "I wonder what's good to eat around here," he scratched his head as he picked up his keys and headed towards the parking lot. "And maybe I should see about getting a haircut too."

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I'm not going to lie, I'm super excited that we've finally got a Magica around. Nothing says fun like embezzlement and Wicca. You're sample was amazing and I'm happy to welcome you to Walt! Make your account and message for the ooc blog!

Bree once again scanned the crowd with her irises, hope flickering in her chest when she saw the sandy hair color over the tops of people’s head, heading in her direction. It was the Nathan Larkin, heading towards her. A smile covered her face, not a fake one like she usually has. A real one. Not a forced one. She felt rather surprised at this, she never ever smiled like that. Only around her family did that happen which was rare that her family made her smile. Bree couldn’t help but run towards Nate, that’s how excited she was. She just wanted to hug him, thank him for making her feel this happy for once. But that would be childish, so she pushed that though to the back of her head as the two navigated closer together. Excitement filled Bree like she was a child, but she didn’t care. Nate made her feel this way, and that was all that mattered. Finally, the two met in the middle of a mass of people. Bree couldn’t help but laugh at his statement, a beautiful smile exposing her perfectly white teeth. Being a model, she had to have teeth like this. “I was just looking for you.” She said, trying to act not excited, but it was oddly hard for her this time around. Bree’s thoughts flickered to the surprise, once again finding herself wondering where the two would end up today. She utterly hated surprises, she couldn’t help but grit her teeth at the thought of one.

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Aiden Sterling → 32 → Psychology Professor → Angus → Ian Bohen

Bio: 

Aiden's about as loyal as they come, which has always proved to work for him. It's as if he's got a six sense when it comes to trusting people and he's very rarely wrong when it comes to deciding who has whose best interests at heart. He's always been someone that's made his decisions extremely carefully and he doesn't understand spontaneity as much as he wishes he could, which is why he took such an interest in psychology when he was in college. He's always loved looking into other people's minds to try to understand what they're thinking and he hopes to one day have his own office and clients, but in the meantime he's completely happy working at Walt University as a professor.  He doesn't take his job as seriously as some professors do - he'll never lock someone out of class for being late and he's very lenient when it comes to handing assignments in, which most students appreciate which explains why he's so well liked among the kids. He's sarcastic and witty and isn't afraid to poke fun at himself, but when it's time to be serious, he knows how to pull a straight face and get things done.

→ The role of Aiden Sterling is currently open.

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Colbie Mays → 21 → Senior → Celia Mae → Anna Kendrick

Bio:

Always the one to get involved in the most activities as possible, Colbie's always spreading herself thin, but she manages to apply herself to her projects the best she can. The downfall of always having something to do is that she's often frazzled and grasping for straws where she can get them. She's extremely organized, not by nature, but because she has to be to juggle everything that she has going on in her life and when something unplanned happens, it really throws her off her game. While she's normally sweet and loving, her temper is easily set off when something displeases her. She's tiny and bubbly so most people don't expect it when the flip inside of her switches and her inner rage is exposed. It's as if her hair lights on fire and her tongue splits into a fork when she's enraged and it's best to just appease her until she's settled down again. Because of this, Colbie's struggled to keep relationships and the girl wants nothing more than someone who won't disappoint her time and time again, but as much as she knows what she wants, she's never been very good at finding people that fall under that category. 

→ The role of Colbie Mays is currently open.

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Brody White → 20 → Junior → Bruce → Brant Daugherty

Bio:

It's no secret that guys as tall and as built as Brody are often pegged as intimidating, purely because of their looks, and Brody knows that when people move hug the wall as they walk past him the hallway, it's because he's got that aura to him. He's never let what other people think bother him, though, because he knows that he'd never even so much think about hurting a fly. He's really just a big softie underneath the hard exterior, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't use his looks to mess with people. All of his life, he's been a huge jokester and making people laugh has always been his favorite pastime, even if he may take it to the extreme at times. His sense of humor leaves a lot to be desired at times and he's been known to be more than a little self deprecating. He grew up without a father and as much as he tries to keep how much that hurts him inside, he can't help but feel a little jealous when he sees and hears about other people's fathers. As much of a good guy that Brody is, there's a temper that lurks deep down inside of him and when someone hits a sore point, he completely flips, and when he flips, his bite is much worse than his bark. His temper tantrums have caused him trouble in the past and he's always left apologizing and feeling guilty in the end. 

→ The role of Brody White is currently open.