ADDAMS, theodore

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Theodore Addams

Full Name:
Theodore Addams

Nicknames:
Theo

Age:
twenty-six

Grade/House:
wrestling coach (Staff)/ brown ribbon apartments

Gender:
male.

Nationality:
His family is French, though he grew up in New York State.

Orientation:
Straight (riiight…)

Occupation:
wrestling coach.

Face Claim
Justin Gaston

physical

Height/Weight:
six feet five inches, two hundred ten pounds

Scars/Tattoes/Piercings/Distinguishing features:
Theo made the choice long ago to not wreck his body with useless metal and ink. He is beautiful. Known for huge muscles and good looks—it tends to be fairly easy to pick him out in a room. He just—oozes this aura of importance.

Physical Flaw:
The only flaw Theo has is his need for physical perfection on the large bulked up build. If that can be a flaw... His flaw, is that fact that he is to perfect. His muscles that ripple perfectly under tanned skin.
Personal Style
Physically Theodore is a marvel. His hours of working out leave his body flawless, muscle upon built muscle. Perfect tendons laced to perfect bones. He is only flaw is that he is a large man, he isn’t the normal stringy man, he is ripped. A good balance between good looking and body builder. He is – as expected—extremely vain about his whole appearance, but his body in particular. He shaves everything thing expect for his pubic hair, which is sculpts meticulously every month into shapes that catch his fancy (last month was an explosion). He spends hours running tanner into his skin, and can be caught looking into mirrors and pulling his shirt up. He tries to always play this off as practicing for the ladies—but he is more than likely amazing at his own beauty or trying to catch another man’s eye.

His face is another “gift from the gods.” Plump pink lips cover his straight white teeth, and have been known to give excellent kisses. His once cute button nose is slightly bent in the bridge from a break when he was smaller. For someone so vain you think this would be a problem, but it isn’t. He loves everyone of his scars—they are trophies from his past. But finally in the middle of his head are chocolate brown eyes, they are large and expressive. Eyes you think an arrogant, powerful man would never have. But why do you think that people want to pay attention to him? Not only because he could bash in their brains, but because he is extremely easy to trust-- because you can look into those eyes and think you see the truth.

He dresses like every other rich person in the area, skimming through expensive button downs and designer jeans. He has been known to wear suits so high in thread count that your head would spin. He parades around watches and shoes that could easily cost more that your home.

So basically Theo is your naturally classic good looks rich guy.

personal

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Likes:
-women
-(men)
-people who love him
-when things go his way
-Summer
-people who listen to him
-money
-the fuzziness of being drunk
-all things manly
-easy access

Dislikes:
-when people don’t listen to him
-when people turn him down
-being accused of being gay
-when he doesn’t win
-not being in charge
-being powerless
Strengths:
-natural leader.
-hot bod.
-better than perfect smile
-mostly harmless
-rich
-good at hiding things

Weaknesses:
-rich
-arrogant.
-easily angered
-bully
-total hypocrite.
-can’t keep track of to many lies.

ASPIRATIONS:
-marry Summer; Theodore simply wishes to do this—because it’s what he has planned for himself. And what he wants he gets. It’s rather simple actually.
-keep his secrets safe; With a secret like his, Theo really wants to keep it under wraps. He would die a social death if any one found out. He battles this every day, and is starting to win even though temptation is everywhere.
-rule Blue Ridge; He doesn’t want to be king in a literal way, more of a social way. At the moment he has charmed his way in—but he wants more power. More, more, more. Theo will never get enough until the whole city see that he calls the shots.


Best Memory:
“I hate admitting this. But no one is going to hear it so it doesn’t even matter. The first time Jean kissed me—and well basically all the time I spent with him. I sound like such a girl—but oh god. It was beautiful. Just to have the masculinity pressed against you. Like, girl—girls are nice. They are soft and easy. Men, men are rough and strong. You can mold a girl—but you have to be gentle… With Jean it was—it was like making love to a cement wall. It was bluntly beautiful you know? You can’t get any better than that. Having sex in the alley was the best. The adrenaline is pumping because you could get caught at any second—but you’re trying to take your time and get the most out of it. The next morning you are covered in bruises and cuts. It was just fantastic. I mean I’ve done it in an alley with plenty of girls—but it was never like Jean. Girls don’t throw you around like he could.”

Worst Memory:
“I hated going home when I was little. Actually—just when I’d just been in a wrestling match. This sounds so stupid. But my dad—god I hate that man—he never came to a match ever, but for some reason when ever I got home he called me into his office. He’d be sitting there all high and mighty, you know? In that d**n leather chair; with a huge fat cigar in his mouth, just hanging out of the corner. And he’d say, “Well son,” he never used my name, never—but anyways, he’d go, “Well son… You could have done better.” And then he’d tell me what I did wrong. You know, just second by second. I don’t know how he got the f**k**g footage. He must have had like some tap into all the security cameras or some manure like that. God, I hated going home.”

Overall Personality:
[arrogant]
Theo is the most arrogant person most people have ever met. Actually he is so arrogant that people believe he is really important. He is always willing to talk about his importance in life, talk about the important things he has done, and what important things he has yet to do… Oh and of course he always wants to know how important he is to you.
[egotistical]
This rich boy is convinced that he is the center of the universe. But really if he isn’t than who is? This mind set was instilled in France when he was every girl’s dream and the answer to every sports teams’ prayers. He got so used to being the center of everyone’s’ world that he just grew to except and teach this new way of life. The practice followed him back to America, where it was quick to catch on.
[conceited]
As mentioned before Theodore is extremely vain. He knows that he has as perfect a body as anyone can get, and he knows that everyone loves him. And with his two already mentioned character flaws then what isn’t there to be proud of? He is important and the center of the universe. You’d be proud too.
[cruel]
Another trait that has been bred into him like breathing. He couldn’t escape being cruel if he wanted to, his father taught him to be cruel and his life alone in France solidified it. He has always been a bully to those below him, and will always enjoy a poke and the weaker. He enjoys throwing mental and physical pain into people’s lives. He really has no reason behind his cold lashes, but does he really need them?
[masculine]
Theo is secretly obsessed with being as manly as he can possibly be. He pushes away everything that could hint to his liking guys just as much as he likes girls. With this trait also springs his deep rooted “male” and “female” roles, setting men to work and women to the home. With this trait also comes his love of sports and beer, women and hunting.
[clever]
A strange positive among the rubble of a broken personality. Theodore actually is rather clever, he knows how to weasel his way in and out of things and how to get people to do his bidding. He doesn’t pull on this much, because he has no need for people to know that he actually possesses a brain.
[Charismatic]
Another good thing in his list of flaws. He—as I said—is pretty charismatic. People listen when he talks. He tells good stories full of jokes and drama. People want to do what he asks, they want to give into his enthused way of life and just do. Theo would be nothing without his charisma, he would just be another rich egotistical bee with an itch—but with charisma he is one of the most popular men in BR.


Background:
“You most likely want to know about some
troubled childhood I had, or abusive parents
or whatever. But I’m here to tell you—I grew
up perfect. Lap o’ luxury. I’ve had everything
I could have ever wanted—ever—since the
day I was born.”

And even though Theo is many things—he isn’t a liar. It’s true; his primitive years were filled with a mother who smiled to much and a father who was just the right amount of heartless. He spent days goofing off in school, but getting by because his name was backed by money—and he spent nights doing basically whatever he wanted. Through elementary school his life is a montage of wrestling matches, training, pranks, and a breakfast of four-dozen eggs. Theodore remembers the way his father’s office always smelled musty and the huge man he called Pop always saw in the shadow of his even larger chair. He remembered wanting to be his dad when he grew up—though he can’t remember why. This was a man who never came to wrestling matches but always had a critique afterwards, the man who stopped his mother from showering him with hugs and kisses, the man who was aloof and cold—the man who had so much power that he did not even have to ask for things, they just appeared.

Theodore remembers the cold thrills of listening to hushed up fights between Pop and Mommy. He could remember the topic; it was always about Mommy wanting a job and Pop forcing her to be a housewife. Little Theo really did not have a problem with that, because that is what Mommies did. They stayed at home and took care of the kid, which is what all women did—they started out girls and then they grew up and became mothers. He could and never would wrap his brain around women in the work place. He thought it was stupid—why should a girl be smart? She only needed to make babies. These fights never escalated into causing Theodore a troubling childhood.

What he remembers most from his childhood is being first in everything. This was something that would stay with him—his need to be first. He was first in his class because Pop paid for it, he was first in his age division for wrestling because Pop paid for it, he was first priority in training sessions because Pop paid for it. He was first in everything because of Pop—and as he grew up his need to succeed on his own would utterly be his downfall.

”Now you want me to tell you about how Mom
and Pop pushed me out of the house, how much
I hated Cali, how I just wanted to get back to
good ol’ New York—and how lving alone changed
me? Nope. Because none of that happened.
Cali was my idea.”

Well ok, so I take back him being a liar. He is a liar. What he said about his childhood was true, but that bit was not. To get you up to date when Theo reached his first year of high school Pop and Mommy (who had been demoted to plain old Mom now) thought their little boy was getting to rough for the soft easy New York teachers. The boy was already skipping out of classes. So he was sent to live with an overseer of sorts and went to high school in California. This is where Theo spread his wings.

He instantly knew he wanted to be powerful in this new setting—and his over worked over pumped already developed muscles gained him instant access. He joined sports team after sports team, dropping in and out, with coaches, at his mercy—they loved his game but hated his arrogant attitude. He was the top wrestler and which he was already in with all those of his gender—his high sports status gave him an all access card with the ladies. That was until he met the girl he could never have. Summer. She was a beautiful girl—and that was all Theodore needed to know about her. He learned little facts about her while trying to pursue her. She liked horses, pointless; she liked books, weird; she didn’t date, stupid. Actually the whole thing was kind of stupid, no matter how many traps he set to snare the girl two years younger than him, nothing captured her. He was not disheartened though—not much—he still had every other girl eating out of his hand, other teenaged jocks scrambling to be his friend, and many nerds to thrash on. Of course, then one day it just happened she said yes. They started dating. It started out nice—it did start.

Which is where he got into another predicament. Nerd thrashing… With Pop hours away away he had no one to pay the school off when he got in trouble for his relentless bashings. He went to detention instead of parties lots of nights. That’s where he met Jean. His run -ins with Jean are his dark little secrets; little things played out in shadowed alley ways; muffled moans and unbridled lust. No one knows that Theo—the manliest of them all—dabbled in homosexuality and still questions himself to this day. He won’t admit to his bisexual tenancies, his need to be the perfect man didn’t allow him to enjoy another males chiseled muscles and sultry deep voice. No oh no, he must stick to the soft waves of smooth skin over wide hips and round breast; and he must tune his ear only to a high pitched register. It was not so much that he minded—but that sometimes you need a little choice in your life.

When that broke off, things got worse with Summer. He started using Pop’s philosophy on women. Fights ended in punches, ended in Summer crying, ended in Summer threatening to leave. He assumed that she would never leave, that she would always be there. Not because they were in love—but because all the relationships that were handled like this always worked out. His mother and father for example. When Summer ran away Theo was anything but broken—he was deterimed to get her back.

”Now you want how I moved back and
how I’m the man I am today. How I saw
the girl from my past and knew she was
the one. Well that’s exactly what you’re
going to get—because that is what
happened.”

Again Theodore is telling the truth. He came home after graduation, and readied himself to take over the family business after Pop passed. It really shouldn’t be long now, the old man is getting weaker and sicker by the day. And Mom? She just flutters around the house, obeys all the rules Pop laid down—just a shell of what she once was. But that never really bothered Theodore, he was to busy getting back into the wrestling scene over here. Catching up with old friends and restoring his status here to what it was in France. He was easily accepted back into New York royalty and put up on a pedestal, back by his new “confidence” and Pop’s money.

It wasn’t long after--- only a few years—that a blast from the past touched down right in the center of his town, someone from the academy came to ask him to coach wrestling, talked about a girl named Summer. He didn’t really want a job but so what—she offered the perfect opportunity to do exactly what he had been planning since birth. He would marry the girl, no matter what it took. She was obviously far from her books, and his money could bring her back to him. So why not marry the girl? So once again Theo has started pursuing her, just like he did in high school—only this time they are on level playing field.

And his little secret? No matter how many times he has been tempted to fall back into old patterns the man stays strong. He fights away all temptation with a mighty sword, and has fill himself to the brim with everything homophobic. He will never let anyone know that he just as easily eat you out then move over to the next guy and blow him.

And now he is working at the academy, here simply to get Summer back into his grasps.

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horse talk
Favorite discipline:
n/a

Years of experience:
wrestling since he was six, teaching zip.

Accomplishments:
-nationally ranked wrestler
-filthy rich

Other:
nothing.

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