Post by Carr on May 16, 2013 3:41:48 GMT -5
Name: Matthew Williams
Nicknames: Matt, Mattie, Mathieu, Who?
Age: 21
Date of Birth: July 1st
Gender: Male
Occupation: Pastry Chef at Hotel le Catalan
Heritage: Eastern Moose
Seed Rank: Light Seed
Birthplace: Quebec City, Canada
Appearance:Matthew stands approximately 6’1 with a build thats a little leaner and more slight than most men his height. His hair is blonde, with darker blonde tips that he tries to keep just a little shorter than shoulder-length, though occasionally it gets away from him. His eyes are a deep violet, though they sometimes appear dark blue or even magenta depending on the kind of lighting he’s in.He wears glasses for the most part, though he sometimes goes without them entirely; they’re really only needed for reading or seeing small details on things that are quite a distance away from him. Though most people don’t notice; even of the few that do actually notice him in general, there is a light-colored, sprinkling of tiny freckles over the tops of his cheeks. He’s rather sensitive to the sun, so when he’s out on a bright, sunny day for long periods of time, the freckles gradually become a more prominent feature of his face. Aside from the goggles that are usually perched on the top of his head, the only other he thing he has on his person at all times is a small, silver maple leaf charm upon a silver chain. He usually keeps it hidden under his shirt though.
Distinguishing Features: From the middle of his bangs is a single, long curl that absolutely refuses to conform to the rest of his slightly wavy locks and thus sticks out.
Sexual Orientation: Bicurious
Likes:
- Pancakes - He absolutely loves pancakes. One of his favorite foods in the world, not to mention the ones he makes are easily the best in the world.
- Maple Syrup - He loves maple syrup almost more than he does pancakes. He uses it on almost everything he eats or drinks; no matter how odd it seems to others. He always has a bottle on him, ready to offer some to people when needed (or not)
- Snow - He’s Canadian; he’d be near crazy not to love the snow, considering how much of his homeland is covered in it. He feels that it is one of the few things that will always be there for him; much more reliable than people and such. Just head North and it’ll always be there waiting.
- Polar bears - His favorite childhood stuffed animal was a polar bear.. He still keeps it with him to this day. Though, for slightly different reasons.
- Affection - He is the affectionate type; adoring hugs, cuddles and kisses to the cheek like no other. Only with family or close friends, however.
- Pastries - Especially French ones. They satisfy the remainder of his sweet-tooth that syrup and pancakes do not. He’s also quite into making them himself and has a relatively high standard for desserts and pastries.
- Smoking - An eternal vice of the Canadian’s.. While he does have a cigarette relatively often out of habit.. When life becomes just a bit too cruel for the day, he does have something better to smoke to turn his frown upside down. Only once in a while, however.
- Sticky Notes - One of the few ways he’ll express himself when not comfortable with speaking up; nothing like leaving passive aggressive notes in obvious places to get his point across to stubborn people.
Dislikes:
- Being ignored - Happened far too frequently in the past. Still does, actually.
- Being forgotten - And this went hand in hand with being ignored. And he hates this even more than being ignored.. You have to know someone exists to ignore them after all.
- Being confined – For extended periods of time. Matthew’s a bit claustrophobic, and needs plenty of room to move and breath in order to feel comfortable.
- The Heat - While he loves being outside on nice days.. If it’s too hot, Matthew really can’t handle it. He often gets sick from being in the heat too long.
- Being mistaken for his brother- Despite their personalities being so vastly different.. Matthew is quite often mistaken for his younger brother. This sometimes gets him into the trouble that Alfred started.
Interests/Hobbies:
- Hockey- Matthew is hockey fan to the core. He played it in school back in Canada every season, and now that he’s in France, he makes sure he never misses a game. He has a number of jerseys and other memorabilia in his college dorm, and would give anything for a chance to play again.
- Cooking/Baking- Second only to his love of hockey, and his chosen career path. Matthew knows his way around the kitchen better than most people, especially when it comes to baking and desserts. Even when he’s not at work, he enjoys making pastries and snacks for whoever would want some. If anyone ever noticed.
- Beer- Matthew’s drink of choice. He’s quite a beer connoisseur, in all honesty. Just how some people collect wines from all over the world and go to wine tasting.. Matthew has a small collection of beer that he enjoys every so often at just the right times.
Aspirations:
- It doesn’t have to be any time soon, but Matthew would love to return home to Canada one day. He loves the new life his father and he had made in France, but being on the Mediterranean, its quite warm and pleasant weather. But he can’t help but miss the colder weather and his childhood home in Quebec City every once in a while.
- He’d like to open his own bakery or restaurant one day; and since he already has the skills in the kitchen, he’s attending the institute to get a business management degree to help this along. It doesn’t have to be something large or fancy; he’d prefer quite the opposite, honestly. Just big enough for people to come and enjoy his food and for him to enjoy running it.
- One other thing Matthew aims to do in his life, is to meet his mothers; both of them. His biological mother; despite meeting and knowing Alfred, he’s never met the mother they share yet, in compliance with his own father’s wishes. And the woman his father married that brought them to France; it’s been years now, and he still has not so much as heard her voice.
Fears:
- Small, confined spaces, since he is rather claustrophobic. He can’t stand being stuck in small rooms or spaces; one could say he’s used to a lot of room to move, so anything less makes him quite nervous.
- More than anything, Matthew fears being alone. Despite his relatively good connections with most of his family in recent years, when he was still young and growing, he spent the majority of his time alone. It wasn’t by choice, of course, it simply seemed that that most of the people that helped to raise him, were just too busy to pay attention to him and spend time with him the older he got. And thus, he slowly faded into the background, becoming rather insecure, meek and passive despite his bubbly, out-going personality he had as a child. Now that he has people that occasionally remember him and ones he actually considers friends, he’s absolutely terrified of returning to the former loneliness that was imposed upon him in the past.
- Due to constantly being forgotten, overlooked and sometimes , Matthew is rather insecure about himself and his place in the world. Though he’ll try to put on a strong, confident front when its brought into question; inside he’s drowning himself in doubt and worry.
Personality: Matthew is a very soft-spoken and kind individual. He can be very sensitive at times and he can get his feelings hurt easily, often taking things to heart or overanalyzing the situation. . He loves being there to help others out when they’re down and need a hand, and just being useful to others, regardless of who they might be. He never expects anything in return, however, believing that people shouldn’t do good or kind things to be rewarded; they should simply because it’s the right thing to do. He doesn’t cry over much though; he’s more prone to dealing out a bit of passive aggressive venom when he’s upset, rather than tearing up. Despite how he is one of the sweetest people one could ever meet, he’s been known to bring people to tears on occasion with his not-so-subtle passive aggressive lectures if all the wrong buttons have been pushed. He’ll feel bad for doing so, but chances are if the person in question was able to draw such a lecture out of him, they did everything possible to deserve it.
Despite his sensitivity, he is very much the optimist. No matter how bad things seem to get, he’s rather good at staying positive and confident that things will always turn out or get better. Because of his natural, positive light, the atmosphere usually tends to brighten up whenever he’s around; almost as if because he’s so hopeful, that his hope and optimism becomes contagious. Matthew dislikes fighting and conflict, preferring to settle things civilly and with words rather than simply duking out a disagreement. He may not flat out run away from a fight, but he will do whatever else he can to avoid it. When there is absolutely no other option, he can become a rather dangerous opponent in an actual fight. After he’s been pushed to physical fighting, it takes a lot of time to calm his temper back down; after all, it would have taken nearly twice as long to get him that upset in the first place. While most people would never notice except the rare instances when it shows; with those he’s close to, he’s not too concerned with going above and beyond to keep the peace. If they matter that much to him, they shouldn’t mind if he lets them see him upset or angry, right? And boy, does he get angry; it only becomes worse if his words go ignored.
He’s loyal and dedicated; he doesn’t like to do things half-way or leave things unfinished. Almost to the point of total stubbornness. Once he has started something, he will see it through to the end, even if he doesn’t like the outcome or what he must go through to reach it. If someone he loves or respects asks something of him, if it’s reasonable to him, he’ll comply without question simply to keep them happy. Some may deem him as being a people-pleaser, though in truth, he just wishes for happiness for those who are important to him and is more than happy to help them achieve it. He has a bad habit of finishing people’s unfinished projects, though. Best not to leave a half solved puzzle or crossword out in view for too long, when Matthew’
Matthew is also extremely curious; about everything and anything. He loves learning and finding out about things; even things that have nothing to do with him or his life, he’ll read about it just for the sake of learning. Because of this desire to learn new things, he also enjoys listening to people and is quite the conversationalist once he gets over his initial shyness. He can listen to people go on and on with a subject new to him, with renewed fascination with every point. When people actually manage to notice him long enough to start one, many of them find conversing with Matthew so natural and enjoyable, they often ramble on longer than usual. There’s just something about him that invites thoughts out of those around him.
Family:
- Half-brother; Alfred F. Jones - Bald Eagle
- Mother
- Father - Moose
Brief History: Matthew had a rather normal, uneventful childhood.. He was raised by his father; his mother, he never knew much of. His real mother, at least. There were plenty of maternal figures in his life, though.. They all seemed to come and go so quickly. Though he admired and loved his father very much.. The man did seem to go through women like maple syrup.
One of his father’s girlfriends and his temporary-mother, as he began to think of them, was such an utterly terrible cook despite being a sweet lady. That both Matthew and his father wound up drenching the meals in nearly any sauce or condiment they could get their hands on.. And because of his natural sweet tooth, Matthew began to form his love of maple syrup at a young age; he still puts it on nearly every meal to this day.
While his father and his father’s women showered him in love and attention while at home.. At school and out in public was a different story entirely. Even when he was with his father, people never really noticed him much.. His father would tell him it was only because he was such a quiet, well-behaved boy, which was a good thing. That other adults still often said “children should be seen, not heard”. Even with such reassuring, Matthew still didn’t like it. He was often ignored and overlooked throughout his school years.. Sometimes even stepped or sat on, when people didn’t notice him. It did quite a bit of damage to his already low self-esteem, and eventually got so bad, he asked his father if he could change schools.
To his surprise, his father was all for the idea. Why? He was finally getting married again. And they would be moving to not only meet his new wife (Matthew often wonders if he ever met her before they got engaged in the first place) in France and buy a new house with her. And that’s just what they did. Only.. Matthew never met this new woman. Instead, the school his father picked out for him, had dorms; so he was rarely even home to see his father, nonetheless his step-mother.. He still wonder why she’s never answered the phone when he calls home.. ..Or why she’s never there when he visits for holidays, either..
OOC
Name/Alias; Carrot
Age; 21
Favorite Pairings; Franada, CanAme, NedCan, RusCan, GerCan
Do you want to be Cbox, Thread, or Both?: Both
Did you read the rules? Murr.
Age; 21
Favorite Pairings; Franada, CanAme, NedCan, RusCan, GerCan
Do you want to be Cbox, Thread, or Both?: Both
Did you read the rules? Murr.
Matthew yawned and stretched as he slowly began to wake up. Ow. Ow. Ow. Grimacing, he quickly sat up, holding his hand over his chest. “Ow.. W-What the..” He grumbled to himself, reaching back behind him to pull the curtains away from the window since he couldn’t reach the light switch right away. Despite how he wanted the light, he couldn’t help but squint as the sunlight shone in through the windows. It was just a little too bright. Especially so early in the morning. At that though, Matti couldn’t help but yawn; only to wind up flinching and nearly doubling over as he clutched his chest. Why was he in pain? This was so…unusual.
“Pourquoi avez-vous mal..?” He asked aloud, blinking a few times to adjust to the bright sunshine before finally being able to see clearly. Frowning still, he tilted his head down to look at his chest…The right side of which was covered with a piece of gauze sloppily taped to his skin. Panic instantly rose in him as his violet eyes grew wide and he stared at it in surprise for a few moments before tentatively peeling a little of the tape back to try and see what was underneath it.
His skin was black under the bandage. Pitch black. His brow furrowed in confusion as the panic grew. Why couldn’t he remember anything thing from yester- No, no, he could.. He remembered having a bit of a bad day.. And that he had gone outside for a smoke.. And he’d been caught? Oui, oui, he’d been caught.. But then after that..? And by who? He couldn’t recall. Biting his lip, Matthew hesitated a moment before ripping another piece of tape off, grimacing at the sensitivity that side of his chest now had.
He just stared, a look of horror slowly etching itself onto his normally calm features. Quickly followed by tears in his eyes. Not bothering to let the soreness slow him down, he grabbed his coat and pulled it on; not even bothering with pants or a shirt. He just slipped into his boots as he stumbled out of his dorm room, not bothering to lock it. His roommate could do that. And so the Canadian ran through the hallways, in his boots, boxers, jacket and nothing more. He’d even forgotten his glasses. He ran, not slowly down once, ignoring all the odd looks of his fellow students, until he slammed the door to the infirmary and doctor’s office open.
“D-Doctor! Doctor! Monsieur! I-I need your help, eh!” He called as loudly as he could, just to make sure he was heard as he sniffled, the tears in his eyes. Mon dieu, what did I do yesterday?
“Pourquoi avez-vous mal..?” He asked aloud, blinking a few times to adjust to the bright sunshine before finally being able to see clearly. Frowning still, he tilted his head down to look at his chest…The right side of which was covered with a piece of gauze sloppily taped to his skin. Panic instantly rose in him as his violet eyes grew wide and he stared at it in surprise for a few moments before tentatively peeling a little of the tape back to try and see what was underneath it.
His skin was black under the bandage. Pitch black. His brow furrowed in confusion as the panic grew. Why couldn’t he remember anything thing from yester- No, no, he could.. He remembered having a bit of a bad day.. And that he had gone outside for a smoke.. And he’d been caught? Oui, oui, he’d been caught.. But then after that..? And by who? He couldn’t recall. Biting his lip, Matthew hesitated a moment before ripping another piece of tape off, grimacing at the sensitivity that side of his chest now had.
He just stared, a look of horror slowly etching itself onto his normally calm features. Quickly followed by tears in his eyes. Not bothering to let the soreness slow him down, he grabbed his coat and pulled it on; not even bothering with pants or a shirt. He just slipped into his boots as he stumbled out of his dorm room, not bothering to lock it. His roommate could do that. And so the Canadian ran through the hallways, in his boots, boxers, jacket and nothing more. He’d even forgotten his glasses. He ran, not slowly down once, ignoring all the odd looks of his fellow students, until he slammed the door to the infirmary and doctor’s office open.
“D-Doctor! Doctor! Monsieur! I-I need your help, eh!” He called as loudly as he could, just to make sure he was heard as he sniffled, the tears in his eyes. Mon dieu, what did I do yesterday?