HIRST, Anders Blake

[anders blake hirst]

ANDERS BLAKE HIRST

FULL NAME: Anders Blake Hirst.
NICKNAMES: None
AGE: Twenty-three
GENDER: Male
SEXUALITY: Straight.
STATUS: Single.
GROUP: Student.
GRADE: Sophomore.
MAJOR: Archaeology.
JOB OCCUPATION: Planet Hollywood Bar Staff.

HAIR: Blonde, shaved in close and longer on the top. He wears it tied back as is currently the fashion.
EYES: blue.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: None.
TATTOOS: None.
PIERCINGS: None.
PLAY-BY: Alexander Ludwig!

LIKES: Animal skulls, boxing, wrestling, sports drinks, history shows, his swiss army knife (it’s useful), broccoli, fish, eating healthy, waking up early, falling asleep to the sound of rain, electronic music, old 8-bit RPG games, long journeys as the passenger, the colour blue, new socks, noise, hoodies and sweats for lazy days studying.
DISLIKES: girls squealing, milkshakes, sirens all night long, being the centre of attention, feeling lazy, getting the flu, fast food, bug bites, sun burn, bad speakers/headphones, hardback books, blinds closed during the day, getting a spot, cracked skin on his hands, being ignored, repeating himself, the way cats stare.
FEARS: Cats, being crushed to death, forgetting his nan’s voice.
SECRETS: His teenage years were spent living out of hotels and motels because his step-father had upset the wrong people. Anders was thrilled to turn eighteen and get away on his own.
PERSONALITY: Anders keeps to himself, but he’s a polite and well mannered young man. He works best alone than as part of a team, but he’ll try to make friends if he must. Anders has spent his life on the outside looking in so that is something he finds hard to break free from. Anders is strong, physically and mentally, and he can be a mysterious guy sometimes, too. The brooding type, Anders will seethe when he’s mad and let his frustrations simmer quietly beneath the surface, bubbling and festering until he gets to let them all out in the ring or on a punching bag. Bottling up his feelings has been something he’s done since he was little, both the negative and the positive. He’s a smart guy, but hes humble, and often fails to believe in himself. Sometimes it might seem like Anders isn’t interested in romance, but in truth he’s just uncomfortable when it comes to flirting and talking about how he feels. He’s awkward when he likes someone and struggles to deal with his emotions. Past relationships have failed because of him putting his food in it or because girls have believed his silence has been a sign of disinterest when it’s really just a part of who he is; Anders isn’t afraid of a comfortable quiet.

MOTHER: Tiffany Kate Hoyle, 47.
FATHER: Denzel Jacob Hirst, deceased.
SIBLINGS: Jared Liam Hoyle, 11 – half-brother.
OTHERS: Ray Jason Hoyle, 50, step-father.
PETS: He has two unnamed goldfish
HOMETOWN: Madison, Wisconsin.
HISTORY: Tiffany never knew what was good for her. Denzel wasn’t good for her. He was a strung out junkie who knocked her up and spent most of his time looking for his next fix. She wanted to pretend that she could give Anders a good life when he was born, but she was flitting from job to job ever since she dropped out of high school at seventeen and his dad was hardly a promising role model. Not that it would matter much. Anders grew up seeing Tiffany flirt with the man across the hallway while his dad was passed out with a bottle in one hand and a tourniquet still tied around his arm.

The neighbour was Ray Hoyle, and he was as slimy as a man could get, but he knew how to talk to people. That was his strength. Probably his only strength. When Denzel died of an overdose when Anders was nine Tiffany wasn’t too shook up about it and Ray was the reason why. Anders had heard them for over a year, laughing in the night, telling each other to be quiet as they tiptoed between the apartments when Denzel had been gone. Sometimes the little boy had wondered if he was an invisible creature or a ghost, because that was about how much attention people paid to him. Even at school he was ignored, pulled away from other children by their parents like he was contagious.

That changed when Ray married Tiffany. He tried to play the good father, moving them to a nice house from their grimy apartment building, but Anders never trusted him. Ray tried to buy Anders’ affection with toys and treats, but Anders didn’t understand why all this nice stuff came now when he had lived in the same dump they had for so long. Nothing had changed in terms of jobs, and the little boy was so confused by it all. He spent a lot of time alone. His half-brother complicated matters, but allowed Anders the freedom to be by himself without either of his new parents stalking him down to find out why he was hiding; they were both busy with their newborn son.

It was like a light came on when Anders was fifteen though. In the dead of night he was woken by a flustered Ray who told him to pack a bag and get down to the car. The family drove to a motel outside of the city and spent a week there before they moved to a hotel and did the same. Anders had to learn the bus routes to get to school, sometimes setting out incredibly early to get there on time. His mother tried to tell him it didn’t matter, but he wanted the escape of the high school hallways. It was several hours of freedom.

It turned out Ray had a problem with gambling, and had fallen in with loan sharks who were long overdue their repayments. Running away was the only option. Eventually they forced Anders to switch schools as they moved out of state to keep up their escape. Anders hated every single minute of it, and the second he turned eighteen he refused to go on any further with them. Tiffany laughed and thought he was being silly, but Anders told her he was serious. He had found a job to support himself with, and had every intention of saving up his money to get himself to college and be away from their lifestyle. It was ridiculous and harmful for himself and Jared, but they were too blind to see it. After a huge blowout row he was left in the dust as they took off yet again.

With the resolve he had, Anders finished school, and lived out of a crap end motel, claiming his parents were always travelling if anyone asked – which was rare since he kept his head down and made himself invisible. After school he continued to work the restaurant job he had and also took on work as a farm hand and odd job guy. He saved every penny he didn’t need to spend and after a few years he felt ready to apply to colleges.

Ever since he was little Anders had been fascinated by what was in the ground. He had found a bird skull when he was seven and that had been the beginning. Living out in the desert he had found more through work and walking, but he wanted more. He wanted more than a few animal skulls. He wanted to know the worlds that had once thrived on the land he walked on. Archaeology was a surprising calling for the quiet, well built man, but he still found himself driving the barely functioning truck of his to New York to attend NYU.

A year later he was a sophomore, loving the city life more than he could imagine. He had tracked his mother down through friends of friends of friends just so he could let her know he was alive and give her his contact details should he need them. He’d found himself with Jared on his doorstep twice in the time since ‘until things blow over’ and now Anders is just waiting for the day things don’t blow over.

YOUR ALIAS: Kim.
RULE WORDS: kimnapped.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: In the bin.
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