Post by angel quentin boyce on Feb 25, 2014 23:15:20 GMT -5
ANGEL QUENTIN BOYCE
FULL NAME: Angel Quentin Boyce.
NICKNAMES: None.
AGE: Thirty-two.
GENDER: Male.
SEXUALITY: Straight.
STATUS: Single - Divorced.
GROUP: Citizen.
GRADE: N/A.
MAJOR: N/A.
JOB OCCUPATION: Firefighter.
HAIR: Brown, but starting to grey slightly at the sides – he jokes it's the city sinking her claws into him. He keeps it neat and short, usually styled with some kind of product and a quick swipe through of his fingers.
EYES: Brown.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: A few from over the years, but he says he doesn't remember where they're from. He could be lying, but no one will ever know.
TATTOOS: None, but he's always thought about getting one.
PIERCINGS: None.
PLAY-BY: Timothy Olyphant!
LIKES: blues music, big cars, cold showers, home-made food, bourbon, spearmint gum, folk music, early mornings, gun ranges, summer, dogs, dive bars, pool halls, diners, apples, black shirts, jeans, sleeping in late, late night walks, fitting in an extra workout, Tarantino movies, stress balls, Spicy food, Chinese style Ribs, black coffee, the circus, chewing ice chips, fresh lemonade.
DISLIKES: Coughing, fighting with his ex-wife, cold nights, formal events, his guilt weighing down on him, bowling shoes, rap music, impoliteness, touch screen phones, big concerts, losing someone in a fire, people saying he's over cautious, cemeteries, scorpions, driving in fog, people asking too many questions, cocktails, first dates, liars, losing a fight, pickles, feeling reckless, fruit flies..
FEARS: Scorpions, dying in a fire, turning out like his father.
SECRETS: Angel isn't entirely innocent in the divorce. It is true that the marriage was falling apart long before he did anything wrong, but he knows that was no excuse for having an affair and really pushing Amelia away. He wouldn't go back and change anything, but he knows that there are things about him that are just destined to screw up his future if he lets them; Angel can be a hell of a lot more reckless than his name would suggest.
PERSONALITY: Angel comes across as a secretive guy even from the first meeting. He's not one for reminiscing about the past and he's done things that he's not too proud of and would rather not share with the world. He doesn't see the point in telling every stranger all the details of something that was none of their business then or now. He's a friendly guy, but just not a big talker when it comes to his own life. Angel is brave and is the first to run into a burning building, or step into a fight for whatever reason he might have. He's made mistakes, a lot of them, but he's a good guy. He never intentionally sets out to cause trouble unless someone is truly deserving of it. Protective of those he ever loved or cared about, Angel will interfere and defend a person at no thought of what might happen to him because of it. He's polite and was raised to be that way and never forget it. However, if someone were to cross him that would be when things changed. Angel has been angry at himself for the best part of his life and it's an anger that he will take out on people who hurt someone he cares about or who try to drag up the past for their own gain. He's got control over his temper, so it's never something he needs to worry about, but at the same time he's not the guy who will walk away from a fight – he'll even land himself in one that he can't win from time to time. Angel can be reckless in his own behaviour on a semi-frequent basis, but he never lets it hinder other people. If they get involved then it is up to them if they ignore his warnings, but Angel would never consciously drag a friend into his mess. He's not exactly won awards when it come to love and happily ever after. Angel is already aware that he contributed to the divorce as must as, if not more than, Amelia did. He's always been jaded when it comes to matters of the heart and now his cynical outlook on life has left any potential relationship fizzling out before it even begins. Angel needs someone who will be more that some meaningless fling to prove to him that even a guy like him, with all the mistakes he has made, can still have a chance at true happiness.
MOTHER: Susan Jeanette Boyce, 66.
FATHER: Arthur James Boyce, deceased.
SIBLINGS: None.
OTHERS: Amelia Yvette Braxton, 32, ex-wife.
PETS: Cougar, Three year old Kangal!
HOMETOWN: Keller, Texas.
HISTORY: A war veteran, Arthur returned to Keller with a few problems and a taste for the liquor. However, his childhood sweetheart Susan had remained faithful to him and she waited every day for his return. It was a failed physical and a bad leg that left Arthur grounded in Keller, living off a monthly stipend and small jobs he could find when his temper didn't get the better of him. Susan put up with it, tolerated his mood swings out of love even when the rest of the town called her stupid or crazy for it. They had all seen men like Arthur and how they turned out as the years ticked by and Susan was a sweet girl who worked as an office clerk for a boss who never got her name right, not once. Time slipped by before a surprise pregnancy when Susan was in her thirties caused Arthur to “do the right thing”, as his father had said, and put a ring on her finger. Arthur had never particularly wanted a family or a marriage, but he was going to end up with both.
When Angel was born, Susan hoped that Arthur might change for the sake of his son. She had thought that seeing him, holding him, might shake away his war memories and help him overcome the demons that still haunted him. Sadly, her optimism was wasted. Arthur played the father role to the minimum and still he went out and came home smelling like a cheap liquor store and trashy perfume. Instead, Susan did her best to instil the correct kind of behaviour in Angel. People commented on what a polite little boy he was and she took pride in knowing that her son was well-mannered and knew all about common courtesy, even if it was an outdated thing with the kids roaring up the streets on bikes and smoking all kinds of things that weren't around when she had been younger. She was worried that Arthur's influence might send her only child on the wrong path, so she did everything she could to steer Angel in the opposite direction of his father.
Angel wasn't the brightest kid in town, but he knew enough to get by with school and he knew that his family life was not like many others. Most got to spend time with both of their parents, play in the street and really enjoy themselves. Angel would wake up to see his mom working through the bills and cleaning up after his passed out father. He'd go to school, keep out of the way, and then he'd come home to an empty house while his parents were working, or in Arthur's case - drinking. In the evening, after he'd struggled himself through homework, he'd have dinner with his mom and then he'd be sent to his room when Arthur staggered in and the fighting began. Their house wasn't big or fancy and with near paper thin walls Angel could hear the glasses smash, his mom's pleas to calm down and his dad ignoring her and shouting abuse at everything he could think of. Most of the time, he never laid a hand on Susan, but that changed when time went by and Angel grew older.
When Angel was old enough, he started taming the wild yard that had been overrun with weeds and thorns over the years since Arthur couldn't care less and Susan was busy keeping the roof over their heads. Neighbours lent him the tools they didn't already have and Angel worked hard through the summer to bring their house back into the neighbourhood so it didn't look so decrepit. He painted the house, repaired what he could and made it look better. Arthur would snarl that Angel was wasting his time, but Angel didn't care. He knew his mom wanted the house to look like her friend's and Angel would rather have done that work than sit around all day watching television. Throughout his teenage years he pulled odd jobs and worked chores for the neighbourhood. Every season came with a different set of jobs and while some paid him with lemonade and pie, others gave him cash for his work, which Angel saved up under a loose floorboard in his room. It was out of sight and reach of the liquor reliant Arthur and this way Angel could save it up for Christmas or birthday presents. He even took care of some of the bills when there was a chance for him to do so.
As a teenager, he really began catching attention. In his late teens, with all the physical work he did, Angel was starting to look like a handsome man and the girls noticed. Angel remained modest, well-mannered and didn't take advantage of the situation like so many probably would. He kept life simple and dated the girls who he really did like. However, he never took them home despite his mom's begging. Angel knew that the community knew about Arthur's ways, but he didn't want to invite someone into the nest of that chaos. Plus, Arthur was getting worse the older he got. The drinking had been one thing, the strippers another, but now he was turning violent. With the hours he kept, Angel was usually in bed or working on some forgotten homework when the man came home, but at seventeen he wasn't afraid of the old man he called dad. On the night that he heard his mom screaming and furniture being thrown about, Angel went downstairs and hauled Arthur away from Susan, tossing the drunkard out of the front door almost effortlessly. Arthur shouted threats, but Angel just told him to go and sleep it off somewhere else and not to come back. He knew Arthur wouldn't remember in the morning, let alone listen to him, so Angel turned to his uncle for some help, asking the man to show him how to use a gun. He never wanted it to come to that, but Angel wasn't going to get his dad hurt someone. They kept a few guns in their house, always had done, but Angel had never touched them out of his mother's warning of misfires and injuries. His uncle was a little reluctant, but he knew that Angel wouldn't go on a shooting spree; the boy just wanted the knowledge in case something ever did turn sour.
It never did, thankfully, but when Angel was eighteen he ended up in a fight on the front lawn with his terrible excuse for a father, after Arthur had left Susan with a black eye while Angel had been at school. After that, Angel refused to let the man in the house again, even when Susan tried to make excuses for him. It was only through her son's stubbornness and harsh words that she realised that it was a good thing to make Arthur go away, to take away his excuses and his protection and see if it cleaned him up any.
Angel never went away to college. Instead he stayed in Keller and worked as hard as he could on a construction site until he was twenty-one. At that point, he joined the local Fire service as one of their crew. During his twenty-first year he met the beautiful Amelia. He took one look at her across the pool hall he went with friends and declared that she was the girl he would marry. His friends had laughed, but he went on over, bought her a drink, showed her some trick shots and then she was his. They dated for two years and then Angel dropped to one knee and asked her to marry him. Their wedding came a year later, Amelia choosing to have a big, lavish country wedding. Susan couldn't have been happier for her son, while Arthur had burnt up the invitation right in front of Angel in the moment that his son had handed it to him.
The first year of their marriage was pure bliss. Everything was perfect and they were happier than they thought possible. As the second year crept in, things began to change. At first it was work hours getting in the way and they could handle that. Then Arthur kept causing trouble in the bars and the owners and police kept calling Angel to deal with him. Then, Amelia decided that she had plans for their future that would require big changes. She wanted a baby, but Angel explained that he didn't feel ready to be a father yet. He was scared of turning out like his own and while he never expressly told her that, it was one of the reasons why he was so apprehensive to start a family of his own. Then came a serious fire in a factory when Angel was working. He had gone in to rescue some trapped workers when he had found himself trapped under collapsing debris. His friends and colleagues got him out, but he did spend a few days in hospital recovering. Then, Amelia decided that Angel's job was too dangerous. She wanted a husband who would go to work and who would definitely come home that night. That incident had seemed to open her eyes to what Angel did for a living and that he did throw himself into dangerous situations to protect others. She kept asking Angel to go back to his old construction job so they could fix their problems and have that family. Angel, however, didn't want a construction job. He loved working with the fire department and he couldn't understand why Amelia suddenly had this great big problem with everything that had been the norm for as long as they had been together.
The marriage was on the rocks. They were fighting more, Angel had taken to sleeping in the spare room on more nights and Amelia just kept bringing up how everyone around her were having children and she wasn't. It was driving Angel crazy. He was in the middle of one of his shifts when his chief called him to the office after a phone call had come through. Arthur had suffered a massive heart attack and died. Angel found himself sitting in one of his dad's local haunts a few hours later, letting the information sink in. He had never been close to Arthur, but it was difficult to accept that he was gone. His mom had been shook up about it and was with friends now, but Angel didn't want to be around unless he could be of use to her. He tried calling Amelia, but she had been dodging his calls after a fight during breakfast. After leaving a message, Angel wound up drinking away some of his feelings at the bar. When Amelia did call him back, all she told him was that she was staying at her sister's that night since she'd been dumped by her boyfriend. Angel was never one for demanding sympathy, but Amelia's lack of it in light of his father's death, really pushed Angel over the edge. He ended up in a fight down at the pool hall and then he moved onto another bar where he bumped into one of the girls he had gone to high school with. Some tequila shots later and there was a motel key in his hand and a line of clothes leading to a cheap bed.
It was nothing serious and Angel slept with the woman three times in total before telling Amelia the truth. The second time was the day after the funeral when Amelia had gone out of town on business. The third was after his regular night in the pool hall, another fight with Amelia didn't exactly leave him with a dying urge to make it home that night. The morning after that final time, Angel knew that if he kept it up that he would end up just like his father without even trying. So, he went home that day, packed his things and then waited for Amelia. He told her the truth straight away about sleeping with another woman. She exploded, screaming at him and lashing out. Once she was through with that, Angel apologised and told her that if they stayed together he was going to end up as bitter and as broken as his old man had been. So, he took his things and moved back in with Susan.
She was disappointed in Angel, and he knew why. But she was also proud that he had owned up to his mistakes. When the divorce papers came through and the proceeding began, he didn't try to cover up his imperfections. He knew he had cheated and made a mistake, he also knew he had been difficult for Amelia on the children front. She admitted to demanding too much from him and they split on cold terms, but amicably without any messy court drama.
With three years of marriage down the drain, Angel had a lot of thinking to do. The old high school girl had mentioned giving them a shot, but Angel knew that she had been a mistake and it had been lust and pain that had driven him then. No, he needed a clean break and far away from Keller. Which is why he ended up loading his car with his things and taking off one morning. He didn't know where he would go, but he reminded his mom that at twenty-seven he was capable of figuring it out as he went along.
For a year, he drifted from place to place. He stayed in motels, worked odd jobs when he found them and just tried to figure out what he needed in his life. That year introduced him to his preference for bourbon, a few fights and Angel knew that he couldn't permanently control the demons he wrestled with. Arthur haunted him every day in many ways. Angel had always told himself that there had been no saving that man, but he was starting to wonder if maybe he was wrong. Maybe there had been a way to save him before he ended up like he did, but people in the town had pointed out time and time again that Angel was just like his father had been before he had left for the war. Bring nature and nurture into the argument whenever anyone wanted to, but Angel was far too much like Arthur than he wanted to think about. It was only after landing in New York did Angel begin to think about his future. Susan had called him to tell him that Amelia was marrying one of his old construction friends. After that, Angel knew he couldn't run from ghosts forever. The next day he went down to the New York fire department and applied for a job there, of which he was successful.
It took a bit more time to get back into the swing of things, but just before his twenty-ninth birthday, Angel was set in New York with his own place and a steady job doing what he loved. He was settling with the man he was, learning to balance the sides of his personality and cope. He was a changed man, there was no doubting that, but he was determined not to make too much of a mess of his life in New York. Frequently he paid for Susan to come and visit him, treating her to Broadway shows and fancy dinners and all the things she had never had in her life before. When she was back in Texas, he checked in weekly with her for the news and to tell her everything about his life. After the disaster of his marriage, he never kept anything from his mom, even admitting to the nights he couldn't remember when they happened. Angel has learnt that he's not perfect and never will be, but he's hoping that New York will hold the missing piece for him.
YOUR ALIAS: Kim.
RULE WORDS: kidnappedbykim.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: Over the hills and far away.
SAMPLE:Nein.
