WILLIAMS, MATTHEW ETHAN

[MATTHEW ETHAN WILLIAMS]

matthew ethan williams

CHARACTER NAME || Matthew Ethan Williams . .
NICKNAME || Matt, Hugh . .
GENDER || male . .
AGE || twenty . .
PREFERENCE || bisexual . .
MEMBER GROUP || science . .
PLAY BY || misha collins . .

LIKES || texts. internet. romance novels. ultimate frisbee. jogging. independent. goals. small circle of friends. smiling. dance.
DISLIKES || studying. distractions. pressure. overload. deadlines. awkward moments. homophobics. dickheads. pervs. know-it-alls.
STRENGTHS || lean on me, stands his ground, knows when to fight, knows when to back down . .
WEAKNESSES || stubborn, snobbish, shy, last-minute-person . .
FEARS || spiders, heights and losing people . .
SECRETS || was molested at the age of nine by an older guy and cried the whole time yet found himself liking it, got drunk at a local bar and almost impregnated a girl . .
GOALS || graduate and travel the world . .
PERSONALITY || one man island. tends to keep to himself due to his shyness and the fact that he's an only child. only speaks to people he knows or if the time calls for it. often called a snob without him meaning to. . distracted. easily loses focus if something more interesting catches his attention. . confusion. not as witty as his grade A's go. usually loses in any debate for lack of witty retorts.

PARENTS || sir aldrick williams and kathleen williams . . father and mother . . businessman and woman . . 50 and 47 . .
SIBLINGS || none . .
BIRTHPLACE || new york . .
HOMETOWN || queens . .
NATIONALITY & LANGUAGES || American & english . .

SAMPLE RP HERE

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Wandering. Jasper could call it that. Escaping was a proper synonym too. Peace of mind, definitely. Everyday kept changing, maybe not for others but for him, it was always constantly shifting. Everyone's moods always got unto him, either depressing or exciting, happy or saddening, it would always mess up what he was really feeling.

Now that the Denalis were visiting, another coven whom his family were relatives to as they were to them, it added up to the ever -varying atmosphere. There were the werewolves, the human visits, his family and now the Denalis. He could endure everything, feel diverse emotions in him, often times, he wondered if he had feelings to his own, his always seemed to be borrowed from someone else's which then resulted to evasion, as he was doing now.

Alice had asked him to come with her to hunt but he was feeling depressed, sensing everything at once would always dispirit him. He would do everything for Alice, his other part of the whole, but right now wasn't the right time to be alone with her, his depression might slip and cause her despair too.

He saw the sadness in her eyes, felt it too, he assured her that he was okay and gave her a fresh wave of happiness, despite his gloom. Alice eventually cheered up but there was doubt in her eyes. He kissed her lightly on the cheek before she darted lithely to the forest. He had to go, Alice's worry would return when she was far enough and he was sure she would return, he didn't want to be a burden.

Now here he was, walking silently among the trees, deciding every now and then that he would return home but of course he wouldn't. He didn't want Alice's fun be bothered by him. He knew she would understand why he wanted to be alone, but just in case, he played with Alice's visions.

He sat down beside a giant tree, not caring what it was and let his depression escape from him, animals around him suddenly started to cry out in pain. Dammit, he thought. Couldn't he, for once, have a time for his own? He ignored the cries, he let his dejection take over him. It was enlightening, in a way that he was feeling what he really wanted to feel. At least he still had his own feelings.

Footsteps were heard. He sucked the depression into him at once, the animals silencing too. Even as he was very busy thinking of his melancholy, his basic instincts were still on guard. He sniffed the air, recognizing the scent. He would recognize it anywhere. Alice was nearby. She was with someone too, Katrina, he inhaled.

He quickly got up, fearing that they would be trapped in his depression and swiftly darted away. He thought of going back home again, but of course he couldn't yet. He needed time to gather himself. A second he was there, and next, he was gone.

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THE NAME'S VINCE AND I AM BOARDING THE MALE TRAIN
I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR THREE YEARS NOW. AND I AM NINETEEN YEARS YOUNG.

[( ANGEL )]