CASTLEWOOD, Ransom Vincent

[Ransom Vincent Castlewood]

RANSOM VINCENT CASTLEWOOD

FULL NAME: Ransom Vincent Castlewood
NICKNAMES: Castle but only a select few can get away with it
AGE: Twenty Five
GENDER: male
SEXUALITY: Straight
STATUS: Single
GROUP: Citizen
GRADE: N/A.
MAJOR: N/A.
JOB OCCUPATION: Mechanic.

HAIR: Short on the sides, longer on the top, light brown hair. A bit of product and he's good to go for a night out, otherwise it's hidden under a baseball cap, a bandanna or just letting it do what it wants.
EYES: Blue.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: None with a good enough story to tell.
TATTOOS: His last name in Cyrillic script on the inside of his left wrist.
PIERCINGS: None.
PLAY-BY: Armie Hammer!

LIKES: strong coffee, cooking, movie night, cars, hands on work, swimming, ramen noodles, converse, work boots, jeans, plaid, confident women, dive bars, lollipops, small animals (kittens, puppies, bunnies), chocolate chip cookies, Doritos, nachos, concerts, city life, sports.
DISLIKES: hangovers, the snobs that come into work, being woken up, warm beer, flat pillows, suits, ties, strong perfumes, airheads, the smell of lavender, advert breaks, reality television, weak drinks, bike messengers, earbuds.
FEARS: clowns, getting into a car accident, something happening back home.
SECRETS: His father, Greg, found him in New York at his current work place and wanted back in his life. Ransom hasn't told anyone because he's not interested in it right now. He's not bitter about his parent's split, he got a great stepfather out of it, he's pissed off at the fact that Greg went and got himself a whole other family while he was still part of theirs legally. And that he would have kept it up if he hadn't been caught.
PERSONALITY:
Ransom is an oddball and very proud of it. He routinely walks through the door covered in smudges of grease from the cars he works on and constantly smells like gasoline before showering but it was what he had always wanted. Ransom is quite the country boy even though his family had a house on the edge of town, did grow up in a city but his grandparents had tons of land within walking distance that saw him and his friends through the best party days of their teenage years. He's not very romantic as pretty much all of his past relationships can attest to but he does try. He'll bring flowers and give compliments but that's pretty much it unfortunately. He's more of a wild card more than anything else in the relationship department. He's a loyal friend though, he's just not so great with the long term relationships. Ransom likes his nights out, enjoys a good party but he is also quite dependable and takes his responsibilities seriously. He's not exactly a serious man but he can pull of a serious attitude simply because of his looks. He looks like he could be a very intimidating person but sitting at a diner, the chances of his doing something stupid is extremely high. He's charming and a bit of a joker and so far doesn't have much bad to say about his life.

MOTHER: Paulette Gaines & 48.
FATHER: Greg Castlewood & 50.
SIBLINGS: Carrie Castlewood & 24.
OTHERS: Martin Gaines, Step-father & 49
Jackson & Meredith Jackson, Maternal grandparents.
PETS: None!
HOMETOWN: Omaha, Nebraska.
HISTORY:
Ransom grew up in Omaha, Nebraska with his little sister Carrie and his parents Greg and Paulette Castlewood. Paulette worked two jobs to keep her kids clothed and fed while her good for nothing husband was on the road more than he was home. A cross country trucker when they met, Greg took up driving trips across country lines shortly after Ransom was born and his family started only seeing him five days in total every couple of months. They had a roof over their heads with his paycheck but it was Paulette's that kept them in a home. Her own father took to being the male role model of Ransom's life, teaching him all that he knew about life, about love. Finding out she was pregnant with Carrie was a blessing and a curse. With just two mouths to feed, it was easier to cope but with a third around, it meant Paulette needed to pick up more hours. Of course the kids didn't understand this. They just knew they spend tons of time with their grandparents, saw their father maybe once a month, neither of them ever being able to tell their father apart from any stranger on the street and seeing their mother basically on the weekends when she would do things with them to make up for the fact that their father was useless.

She knew he made a hell of a lot more money than he was putting in their shared bank account but every time she brought it up, he just left earlier than planned. There was never any violence but there was hardly any love either. When Ransom was about twelve or thirteen, his grandfather went on a work trip, something he'd never done before in all the time Ransom could remember. He was a mechanic for crying out loud! He didn't take business trips! But he shrugged, told him to have fun and went back to the homework he'd been doing at the kitchen table. He returned only a few hours later and the next time his father returned to see his family, Paulette gave him divorce papers. Jackson Richards had thought something was wrong with his baby girl's old man and decided to follow him, right across the Nebraska, Iowa border and straight to the lying, cheating bastard's second home in Council Bluffs. The drive between the houses took barely ten minutes and had Jackson seeing red. She couldn't believe it and when he tried to fight it the judge laughed in his face. He awarded Paulette everything she asked for, which wasn't much at all. She wanted the house, the vehicles they had, she wanted alimony so she didn't have to work so much and could be a real parent to their children and she demanded that he put money in his children's bank accounts every week. She couldn't afford to send her babies to school on her own but she'd been putting money into accounts for them every paycheck and now he had to do the same. The judge went a step further, demanding he match what was already in the accounts which was a fair bit in the years.

The children, not knowing any of this, continued to live obliviously just with the knowledge that daddy wouldn't be coming home anymore; not that either of them were upset by this. They barely saw him anyway and when Ransom was asked by a lawyer and then a judge, because despite not really knowing his father, he was old enough to be able to choose which parent he wanted to live with, he honestly told them that the only reason he could pick his father out in the crowd was because he'd seen lawyer shows on TV and knew the guy fighting his mom must be his father. Sad but truthful which helped sway the judge, not that he needed help. The rest of his teenage years went by pretty smoothly. He grew ridiculously tall, played football because what else was there to do in Nebraska, he worked at his grandfather's auto body shop and helped his mother out around the house. She stopped working two jobs and went back to one, met a nice man at the cafe she ran for her best friend and when he was eighteen, she married him and was finally happy. Their lives didn't so much get better like it did in movies, but it got comfortable.

Ransom would have been happy to stick around Omaha, go to school there and continue on at his grandfather's shop but his mother demanded he go to school somewhere else and he threw a dart at a map and it landed on New York. So he went to the big apple, went to school and trained to become a proper, licensed mechanic. Twenty two, fresh out of school, he was looking for a place to live now that he couldn't stick around the dorms any longer and stumbled across an ad. He answered, set a time and showed up to go through the proper roommate interview and etiquette and he was walking out of there with a key. Rigs was funny and they seemed to click well, though living together would obviously be different. As it turned out, not so much and the next three years were spent with Rigs no doubt questioning if the man she allowed to share her apartment with her was straight or just faking it. Sometimes even he doesn't know but that's what he finds so fascinating about life!

YOUR ALIAS: Cali.
RULE WORDS: I've got these.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: The deep end of a rather nice pool.
SAMPLE:

How about... no!

 

[Cali]