EVERETT, OLIVER TROY

[oliver]

NINETEEN. UNIVERSITY. BISEXUAL. GOOFY. RUBE RODRIGUEZ.
( OLIVER TROY EVERETT )

I SEE YOUR EYES, YOU'RE BARELY SOBER.
I HEAR YOUR VOICE, YOU'RE CALLING OUT FROM ME TO YOU.
the character

personality. heyo, what's up, i'm oliver! it's sososo great to meet you. let's see, about me? well, i'm a pretty cool cat. i've been told i'm really energetic, and i would have to agree with that. my energy never seems to end! it becomes a lot worse if you give me caffeine or sugar; when that happens, i just can't seem to stop! but in the end i usually crash and sleep like a baby. i'm one of those people at a party that everyone likes to watch, because i make a huge fool of myself. i love to entertain people. hearing a laugh or seeing a smile that i caused just makes my day!

my sense of humor varies on how i'm feeling, but most of the time i'm pretty perverted. abhorrent jokes all the way, baby! i also find it pretty funny when someone trips and falls on their face, but after a good laugh, i may just lend them a hand. you can say pretty much anything, though, and make me laugh or grin. the only time i'll ask you to stop is when i'm rolling on the floor, gripping my stomach, and laughing and crying all at the same time! there's almost always a smile on my face, but sometimes when life's got me down, i can't smile! i'll try to hide my emotions behind my smile, but most of the time, it's just an epic fail.

i'll let you in on a not-so-secret secret: i'm a little bit OCD, even though this hasn't been confirmed by a doctor, i know i have to be! if you saw my room, or wherever the hell i'm living, it is clean. not completely spotless, but there's never crap all over the floor and things are rather organized. you can call me a weirdo all you want, but i don't care. i remember back in high school, i would get so annoyed if something didn't get erased on the chalk/whiteboard, even if it was a little line or speck! i never said anything about it, but it still drove me up the wall.

it probably doesn't seem like it, but i'm a very caring person. i can be both selfless and selfish, but it depends on the situation. naturally, i just like to cheer people up when they're feeling shitty. the selfish side of me is when i don't like to share. i try to force myself into doing it though, because sharing is caring! i guess it's because i don't really ask much of other people. if they wanna share something, let them! if not, then let them be a big jerk like me.

i'm really really immature, if you couldn't tell already. but it adds to my eccentricity. i sometimes laugh or giggle when the situation calls for a srsface. i can be mature, but i just need to put in a little bit more effort than everyone else. if i feel it's something really serious, i can calm down in a flash and be mature and serious. to be honest, serious situations just make me nervous, which leads to grinning or laughing, which then gets me in (even more) trouble because it's an 'inappropriate' time to be laughing.

i'm not judgmental at all, so you can be a slut, druggie, homosexual (i happen to be bisexual!), handicapped, etc. etc. and i won't care! some people do take it too far, but i tend to just stay away from them. but just because i don't judge, it doesn't mean i approve of illegal or stupid things. i'm not stupid; in fact, i'm rather smart, but i do stupid things . . but these stupid things are funny, not serious or unhealthy. in short: be who you are around me, i don't care, but just know that i may not approve of your choices. i'm not your daddy, though, so don't expect me to 'lead' you in the right direction, unless you want me to.


history. enough of that. i was born in an itty bitty little town in california. there were only about three thousand people living there while i was growing up. so yeah, it was small. most of my friends i had in elementary school stayed there and grew up with me. other people i knew wanted to get the hell out of dodge. i don't blame them though. there wasn't much to do in the town. there was a skating rink, a park, some outlets . . . but other than that, it was pretty boring. my friends and i found ways to entertain ourselves. since we lived in a rural area, there was like a forest in my backyard. oh and let me tell you, it was so cool to wake up in the morning and see a friggin baby deer in your backyard!

anyways . . when i was eighteen, our house caught on fire. this was a year after i graduated high school and i had been in college at the time. my parents were home and the house caught fire! i'm not sure what they were doing and why they couldn't get out as fast as they should of, but . . they burned, along with the house, and they died. i had no other siblings or any family living nearby, so i was alone. the house was investigated, but no one knew what had caused the fire. i don't even want to know.

so, i began searching up online for another college to attend because i didn't want to stay in the town my parents died in. it took me forever to find one, but i finally did. it was in kingsford and i transferred once i turned 19. oh, and did i mention my parents left me all their money in the will? yeah, so i'm about eight hundred thousand dollars richer.

SO SAY THAT YOU JUST WANT TO RUN AWAY.
AND REPLAY ALL THE THINGS THAT I TRIED TO SAY.
behind the character

hey bitches, it's beckett and i've been pimpin' these hoes for about twelve million years. i know right, it's great isn't it? need to get a hold of me? hit me up at PM, AIM, MSN, EMAIL, etc. i'm also in the pacific time zone just so you know. don't need to be telling you people twice. also meet the rest of my lovely babies, cameron isaac james!

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