Post by Willy on Sept 11, 2010 1:29:18 GMT -5
Name: William ‘Willy’ Thompson
Age: 20
Birthday: April 7
Gender: Male
Hometown: Washington D.C.
Face Claim: Aaron Stanford
Nationality: American
Languages Spoken: English
Description:
A young man of average height with blondish-brown hair and an average build. He has a trusting face, but always looks like he knows something you don’t. There is an aura of uncertainty that always seems to surround him. He likes to wear plain old blue jeans, a t-shirt, and sneakers.
Skills:
Personality:
Willy has a somewhat manipulative nature. He is good a getting what he wants. Usually what he wants coincides with what everyone else wants, but when it doesn’t he looks out for his needs first and others’ needs second. Or, at least this was the case before he was a faction leader. He now tends to lump his faction's needs with his own, wether he is leading the faction or not.
He prefers to solve problems through negotiation as opposed to direct confrontation. He will go to great lengths to avoid a fight when possible. If he senses a potential conflict situation arising in the future, he will begin planning for it long ahead of time in an attempt to get what he wants out of the situation. Despite all of his sly qualities, he is still pretty easy to get along with.
Bio/History:
Willy grew up with his family in a house along the Potomac River just northwest of Washington D.C. He had no siblings and both of his parents had worked for the government directly in Washington D.C. They were taken at the beginning of the invasion and have since been killed. Willy had luckily remained yeerk-free through all of this.
Willy joined a resistance group of free humans shortly after the yeerk threat became widely known. He had a minor role in this resistance due to his age and his desire to remain out of direct combat. Unfortunately, this group was recently exterminated and he was the only one who managed to escape alive and uninfested. He was taking refuge in an abandoned motor home, just trying to survive as a free human being, when the D.C. faction found him and made him an animorph.
He worked alongside the D.C. faction for a while until he was selected by Cassie to be a faction leader in Ottawa, Canada. He lead many missions there up until the Ottawa faction was dissolved.
Starting Morphs: (He just passed 300 posts when I left AA. These were the morphs he had.)
Chimpanzee, Hyacinthine Macaw (parrot), European Eel, Zebra, Screech Owl, Sperm Whale
Scene with a Parent:
“Happiest place on earth my…”
“Willy! That’s no language for an eight-year-old to use!” Willy’s mom grabbed him by the wrist and started marching him away from the ride photo booth. “Just for that, you will have to go home without your log flume photo.”
Willy was being pulled across the theme park in a soaking wet Disneyland t-shirt and the standard Mickey ears hat. The last thing he wanted was a picture of him screaming as he went down a large hill on a ride he hadn’t even wanted to go on. “Can we go home yet?”
His mom stopped, then turned towards him and got down on one knee. “Willy. This is supposed to be fun! Why don’t you just cheer yourself up and enjoy yourself like everyone else at the park? Me and your dad are having fun. We though that you would love this place. After all, every kid deserves to go to Disneyland at least once in their lifetime.”
Willy was thinking about saying, “Why, what did they do to deserve this,” but he held his tongue. Even at eight he knew that saying something like that would only bring trouble.
“Fine, if I go on the Dumbo ride, then can we leave?” he finally asked.
“That’s the spirit,” his mom said with a smile. Then she stood up and started leading him towards the ride. Willy grumbled as he realized she hadn’t given him an answer.
Age: 20
Birthday: April 7
Gender: Male
Hometown: Washington D.C.
Face Claim: Aaron Stanford
Nationality: American
Languages Spoken: English
Description:
A young man of average height with blondish-brown hair and an average build. He has a trusting face, but always looks like he knows something you don’t. There is an aura of uncertainty that always seems to surround him. He likes to wear plain old blue jeans, a t-shirt, and sneakers.
Skills:
- Willy is a skilled negotiator.
- He can lie with ease.
- He is good at planning for future obstacles.
Personality:
Willy has a somewhat manipulative nature. He is good a getting what he wants. Usually what he wants coincides with what everyone else wants, but when it doesn’t he looks out for his needs first and others’ needs second. Or, at least this was the case before he was a faction leader. He now tends to lump his faction's needs with his own, wether he is leading the faction or not.
He prefers to solve problems through negotiation as opposed to direct confrontation. He will go to great lengths to avoid a fight when possible. If he senses a potential conflict situation arising in the future, he will begin planning for it long ahead of time in an attempt to get what he wants out of the situation. Despite all of his sly qualities, he is still pretty easy to get along with.
Bio/History:
Willy grew up with his family in a house along the Potomac River just northwest of Washington D.C. He had no siblings and both of his parents had worked for the government directly in Washington D.C. They were taken at the beginning of the invasion and have since been killed. Willy had luckily remained yeerk-free through all of this.
Willy joined a resistance group of free humans shortly after the yeerk threat became widely known. He had a minor role in this resistance due to his age and his desire to remain out of direct combat. Unfortunately, this group was recently exterminated and he was the only one who managed to escape alive and uninfested. He was taking refuge in an abandoned motor home, just trying to survive as a free human being, when the D.C. faction found him and made him an animorph.
He worked alongside the D.C. faction for a while until he was selected by Cassie to be a faction leader in Ottawa, Canada. He lead many missions there up until the Ottawa faction was dissolved.
Starting Morphs: (He just passed 300 posts when I left AA. These were the morphs he had.)
Chimpanzee, Hyacinthine Macaw (parrot), European Eel, Zebra, Screech Owl, Sperm Whale
Scene with a Parent:
“Happiest place on earth my…”
“Willy! That’s no language for an eight-year-old to use!” Willy’s mom grabbed him by the wrist and started marching him away from the ride photo booth. “Just for that, you will have to go home without your log flume photo.”
Willy was being pulled across the theme park in a soaking wet Disneyland t-shirt and the standard Mickey ears hat. The last thing he wanted was a picture of him screaming as he went down a large hill on a ride he hadn’t even wanted to go on. “Can we go home yet?”
His mom stopped, then turned towards him and got down on one knee. “Willy. This is supposed to be fun! Why don’t you just cheer yourself up and enjoy yourself like everyone else at the park? Me and your dad are having fun. We though that you would love this place. After all, every kid deserves to go to Disneyland at least once in their lifetime.”
Willy was thinking about saying, “Why, what did they do to deserve this,” but he held his tongue. Even at eight he knew that saying something like that would only bring trouble.
“Fine, if I go on the Dumbo ride, then can we leave?” he finally asked.
“That’s the spirit,” his mom said with a smile. Then she stood up and started leading him towards the ride. Willy grumbled as he realized she hadn’t given him an answer.
