Nicknames: Andy
Birthday: 10.27.1998 (scorpio)
Pronouns/Gender: He/Him
Physical Description:
A looming 6’4” beanpole of a man, who shrouds his gangly figure in baggy graphic tees and long, draping hoodies. He has a sharp jawline, and dark, wavy hair that always seems to fall across one eye— no matter how many times he flips it out of the way— perpetually obscuring his thick brows, long lashes, and sharp brown eyes.
He is pale, but the undertones of his skin make it clear that he would be a little darker if he ever saw the sun. His father, who left when he was young, was an Italian-American man, and his mother is Puerto Rican.
His style is grungy and dark, with nasty horror designs plastered across most of his shirts, a scrappy patchwork collection of edgy tattoos, tattered sneakers, chunky silver chains, and rings depicting monsters and satanic symbols, completely betraying the serious career he is studying for. He is not ‘deliberately’ part of any one subculture, however; he’s just naturally a bit of a freak.
Occupation:
Between working towards a Forensics degree at Almagest University, and traveling home to check on his younger brothers, he has a part-time job at an obscure little costume store near his apartment in Little Ray. He is a regular customer, and has snatched up more than one vintage Halloween mask from the place.
Personality:
Cocky, relaxed, and almost impossible to frustrate or embarrass, Drew has an easy-going confidence that seems unshakable. He expresses himself freely, from his bisexuality to his tastes in music, movies, and fashion, and doesn’t take people who judge him seriously unless he thinks he has truly fucked up.
He minds his own business unless he thinks he can contribute his unique skillset to a situation, but will also drop everything if he thinks a loved one is in need; especially his mom, and two younger brothers.
Halloween is his favorite time of year, so much so that he has been described as the embodiment of the season by those who know him best. He loves haunted houses, corn mazes, jack-o-lanterns, scary costumes, all kinds of classic monsters; ghosts, skeletons, werewolves, mummies, and mutant creatures; and both his apartment and his car are covered in spooky decorations year round.
Rubber masks hang between posters of classic slasher films on the wall, cobwebs and grinning pumpkins are tucked into every other corner, decals of ghosts dot his windows, and a shitty old motion-activated skeleton with flashing red eyes hangs beside his front door, cackling and jittering every time anyone enters or leaves his apartment.
He is also a huge nerd when it comes to the horror genre. He is an endless well of obscure horror trivia, from retro classics to rare foreign films, and has a bookshelf stuffed full of Stephen King, Clive Barker, Junji Ito, and a complete collection of every Goosebumps book ever printed.
His real talent, however, is his near-prodigal skill in forensic biology. He has been fascinated with medical science and the criminal justice system since he was young, and studied everything he could get his hands on with avid enthusiasm. In highschool, he excelled so much that his teachers would constantly pull him aside to interrogate him about his future plans, urging him to ‘tidy up’ his appearance and apply for the best possible colleges.
Opportunities to be a surgeon, a pharmacist, an EMT, or a biochemist were thrust at him, and every year he spent deciding was met with increasingly urgent pleas not to ‘waste’ his ability. Ultimately, he chose to pursue a degree in forensics to serve his life-long desire to aid in the justice system. And, y'know, because it's cool.
His mind is extremely sharp, far more than his nonchalant attitude would give away. He seems capable of tireless focus and absorbs technical information like a sponge, accomplishing more study and memorization in a day than some of his peers can achieve in a week.
In spite of his razor-sharp mind, he is not openly ‘intellectual’, and almost never mentions his vast array of strange knowledge unless it is absolutely relevant, nor is he a particularly serious or studious-seeming person. He loves teasing and small pranks, and will crack up when his friends smack at him in gentle irritation.
He rarely drops his nonchalant teasing attitude, however, even when talking about serious subjects, or working under professional conditions. Because he excels so much in his chosen field, easily topping almost every class he has taken, he has never felt the need to try to impress anyone with his personality, and comes across as lazy, sloppy, and disrespectful, no matter how good his results are on paper.
His posture, appearance, and attitude also give off ‘bad vibes’, and tend to make people feel like he’s an asshole, regardless of how amiable he is. Most of his attention is turned inward, to his own interests, hobbies, work, goals, and family life, and he rarely offers information about himself without being pressed on the subject, which makes him all the more infuriating, coming off as emotionally unavailable despite his true nature.
Deep conversations? Never heard of her.
This is only worsened by his disinterest in disproving bad impressions, as he doesn’t believe in wasting his time trying to impress people who have an issue with him. He believes that actions speak for themselves, and that someone’s opinion of him being ‘wrong’ is not his problem.
Backstory:
Though he is frequently mistaken for an irresponsible douchebag for his cocky smirk and ‘fuckboy vibe’, he has spent more than half his life acting as a father figure for his younger brothers, and prioritizes his responsibilties so much that it can make it difficult to bond with him. He was dumped into the role at nine years old, when his father left and his mother was forced to take up several full-time jobs, and it quickly shaped him into a dedicated young man who was mature beyond his years.
His brothers— George, seven years younger than him, and Gage, nine years younger than him— have been his primary responsibility since his father left. Though the family had plenty of hardships, the boys often describe their time together as one big boy’s night, enthusing about their nights playing video games, eating takeout, and listening to music together, and both speak highly of their weird, dorky big brother.
Having turned 18 and 16 within the last year, they are now working and supporting themselves, allowing Drew to move out and start his own life at last. He still returns home to check on the boys routinely, and keeps his phone on him at all times in case of emergencies, but has been reveling in the long-awaited peace and privacy of his own apartment.
These days, he is often found in cinemas, malls, curio stores, libraries, or hanging out at house parties thrown by his classmates. He rarely drinks more than a beer, but he loves the energy of a weekend party, and has quickly accumulated a gaggle of grungy friends.
Stats:
- Power: 1
- Finesse: 0
- Mind: 2
- Arcane: -1
