he's nearly done.
scott wrote:name;; scott byron chamberlain
age;; eighteen
gender;; male
birth-date;; march twenty-fourth,
1995
birthplace;; englehart, canada
family;; mother, brother
relationships;; none beside family
sexuality;; bisexual
current partner;; none
personality traits;;
- determined
- hard working
- competitive
- creative
- abusive
- short tempered
- straightforward
dream;; to become a
well-known and
appreciated journalist
interests;;
- journalism
- writing
- music
- food { eating and cooking }
dislikes;;
- leading groups
- making quick decisions
- not getting what he wants
- being touched
hair color;; brown
eyes;; hazel green
height;; 6'
weight;; 153 pounds
body modifications;; tattoo of gonzo
fist on left side of upper back
other;; - smokes and {illegally} drinks
- has contacts, but prefers glasses
- works as a cashier at grocery store
It was a chilly, but sunny day in Englehart located in Ontario, Canada. The date was March twenty-fourth and a young couple was just moving into a new house. The two had recently got married and had a baby boy on the way. The young man was bringing inside the smaller furniture; he and a few friends had brought in the heavy stuff that he couldn't have handled on his own. Now it was just him and his wife, who was inside arranging the furniture and directing him where to place what. There wasn't much she could do with her baby bump; she couldn't do any heavy lifting and her feet were swollen. The baby was do next week and the young didn't want his wife to do anything more than she had to. If he had it his way, she wouldn't have lifted a finger, but she had insisted she'd help, that she was still capable.
The young man was bringing in a small nightstand when he heard his wife let out a squeak. "Byron!" She called out from the room that was to be their bedroom. "Byron!" The young women called out again as Byron dropped the nightstand and rushed to her. "Sweetie, what's-" He stopped, his eyes wide. Her water had broke. The baby was coming.
The couple rushed to the Englehart and District Hospital, breaking the speed limit, but weren't stopped. They reached the hospital in a matter of minutes. Annabelle, the young women, was rushed into a room with a nurse as he contractions indicated the baby was coming soon. The birth went smoothly and easily, over in a few hours.
Byron and Annabelle were now parents of a beautiful baby boy with fine, downy light brown hair and bright blue eyes. They named him Scott Byron Chamberlain, getting his middle name from his father. Annabelle spent the the rest of the day in the hospital and stayed overnight. She came home the next evening to a house that was practically completely moved in. Byron had called on his brothers and his sister in law to help finish moving in. He wanted everything to be ready for his wife and child and he didn't want Annabelle to be stressing about things that needed to be done. Byron did some to help out, usually home when Annabelle was sleeping, but he spent most of the two days at the hospital with his family.
The baby boy seemed to grow up in no time, reaching a year of age in what seemed felt like days. By this point, the little boy had darker brown hair and his eyes had turned into a pale green hazel color. He was already a little troublemaker that had to get his hands on everything. He had already took his first steps and was close to being able to walk with confidence. Scott was able to take nearly ten wobbly steps, learning quickly.
Annabelle and Byron knew since he was young that Scott is a bright boy. By the time he was thirteen and a half months old, he was able to walk confidently and was capable of saying the words, "paper", "mama", "daddy" while aware of what he was saying. He was also able to understand many simple commands.
When Scott was ten years old, he and his parents moved back to Rosewood, which was his father's hometown. The following year when Scott was eleven, his younger brother was born. His name was Matthew Camden Chamberlain. That was also around the time Byron lost his job and Annabelle picked up a second day job as a cashier at the local grocery to support the family and the newborn baby. Annabelle was rarely home and Byron went in a downward spiral. Byron began drinking. It wasn't bad at first; a drink or two every two nights or so. Soon he began drinking more often, every other night. Then he began drinking every night, getting drunk in the process.
Byron already had anger problems, but the alcohol just intensified it. He began taking it out on Scott. He would hit Scott and put him down verbally. This happened nearly every night, though his mother didn't know about it until five years later, when Scott was sixteen. She tried to be a good mother, but she was at work most of the time. Whenever she was home she was beyond exhausted. Byron couldn't find a job; there was literally nothing open that he was qualified for. His father still took care of them; he was a good father beside the drunken abuse. Matt was fed, changed, bathed, and interacted with. Scott was fed and clean. Scott's father never laid his hands on his mother or Matt, which made Scott feel even worse about the situation because he felt it was only him that wasn't good enough. As Scott grew older, he was thankful his father didn't hurt his mother and brother. He didn't want them to go through the pain he was going through.
When Scott was fifteen, his father was sent to jail. He was on a hunting trip with a few friends and their friends. Byron had gotten wasted and irritable. One of the men on the trip had said something that had rubbed him the wrong way. He had attacked the man, hitting him with the barrel of his gun and shouting that he was going to kill him. He was charged with battery and assault and the assault of the park officers that tried to stop him. Along with that he was charged with resisting arrest and he was blood alcohol was above the limit. He had also disrespected the judge who ended up giving him 50 years. { this is probably really off for how much he should of have got, i don't know about sentencing }
Scott is now eighteen; he's a legal adult and he looks the part. He had medium brown hair that he styles in a way that can be considered 'windblown'. He inherited his hair color from his father, but his hair type he got from his mother. They both have moderately thick hair that gets oily quickly. Scott has problems with that, especially since it gets much worse in lesser time since he uses hair gel. He has pale hazel green eyes, also from his mother, that seem to get lighter or darker depending on the lighting. Scott has rounded 'baby face', but he fit with a slim, but muscular build. He stands at six feet even and weighs 153 pounds. His skin tone is more on the fair side, but that is most likely due to the fact he doesn't tan easily. He has perfectly clear skin, excluding a single freckle near the left corner of his lips.
Scott has a single tattoo located on the left side of his upper back. It's of the gonzo fist, which is the symbol of gonzo journalism, which is his favorite kind. He got the tattoo when he was sixteen when he convinced his mother to give him permission to do so. She was fairly tired at the time and is busy with work so every time she sees the ink she is a little surprised. The young man also wears glasses. He has contacts, but rarely ever uses them. He likes the way he looks and thinks he gives off a more professional vibe when wearing them.
Scott is an intelligent boy; he was always able to grasp things quickly. He does excellent in school, getting a 4.0 through out his middle school and high school years. Scott is a critical thinker and a problem solver; he's capable of higher order thinking and analyzing things. Though he does well in all subjects, Scott does his best in Literature. It's favorite subject and he dreams of being a well known and appreciated journalist.
Anger is also an issue with Scott, something he probably gets from his father and his abusive behavior. He's ill-tempered; it doesn't take a lot to get him very angry. It isn't a very pleasant thing to be around the young man when he's angry. He yells, breaks things, and hits things, sometimes even people. When he's really angry, Scott is seemingly calm on the outside, though on the inside he's screaming. He gives the coldest smile and uses the iciest voice you'll ever hear. He tries to keep his anger under wraps, but he's found he doesn't have much self control. He isn't proud of this and is working to change, but it's been proving to be difficult. He acts a lot a like how his father acted and his mother is worried about him.
The young man is trying to use writing as an outlet. Rather than expressing his anger with actions, he attempts to use words on a page. He's also very creative, so he uses it as an outlet for his imagination as well. Though he's absolutely in love with journalism you can find that he writes many fictional and fantasy stories. He keeps these to himself, choosing not to share them. They're personal and each one, no matter how short and undeveloped, are special to him.
Scott is determined and hard-working, always working for what he wants. He rarely ever gives up and is willing to take on a challenge. As a matter of fact, he enjoys a good challenge. He loves the way he feels when he's accomplished something, which is what motivates him to keep going, even if he feels like it's fruitless. Along with that, Scott is competitive, making a good trait combination. Just about anything can be made into a competitive. He loves winning; it gives him the same feeling as when he accomplishes something. He loves being the best of the best and has a lot in him that drives him to do so.
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