Post by Andrew Wells on Feb 10, 2011 15:14:32 GMT -5
ANDREW WELLS!
[BASICS]
Name: Andrew Wells. And usually just called Andrew. In an irritating, won’t-you-shut-up manner.
Age: 19
Birthdate: 15th March
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Abilities: Despite seeming the furthest type possible for having any sort of power – being small, geeky, and nerdy – Andrew does actually have an extremely rare and rather powerful ability that he’s never really bothered to actually notice. He can both summon and control demons. Of course, this can be done via the use of magic and by entrapping the demons into doing the tasks, but Andrew doesn’t do either of those things. If he was asked, he’d simply say that he asked them nicely. Demon’s (and animals, really) come to him and obey him for a reason that’s still unknown, even to him. He’s not found a demon species that won’t listen to him, but he’s never really delved into learning more about this either. It’s just something that’s always been there, that he never thought to be too weird. Not that he ever told anyone when he was younger, of course, because it was a cool secret to have...and made pratical jokes so much fun.
And because he’s a geek, he’s also a very-nearly-expert with computers. And a dab hand in the kitchen, if he does say so himself. These are all being developed as he trains as a Watcher.
Family Members: Tucker Wells (brother) - Alive
Canon or Original: Canon
[LOOKS]
Height: 5 foot...something. 5’2”, most likely. He’s a midget.
Weight: 145 lbs
Build: Small
Hair Color: Dark, honey blonde
Eye Color: Bright blue
[INSIDE]
Personality:
Nerdy: Andrew isn’t big or strong, and doesn’t have a ‘hero’ personality. He’s a nerd, plain and simple, who even now buries himself in comic books and science fiction films. He constantly quotes films in everyday conversations, even with people who have no idea what he’s talking about, and it’s second nature to him. He doesn’t think about it. He was the boy who was always picked on in high school – the one who’s bullied and called a freak.
Irritating: Lots of people will agree that the most noticeable thing about Andrew is that he is irritating. Irritating in a rather adorable way, if you’re watching, but still irritating. However, he’s still rather likeable, in an innocently likeable way.
Redemed: He was evil. Ish. Not as evil as Warren, but more evil than Jonathon, Andrew wasn’t playing for the good team to begin with. But after being held as a ‘guestage’ by the Scoobies and the Potentials, he was given the benefit of the doubt. And now he’s a Watcher under the training of Rupert Giles himself.
Private: This isn’t strictly true. Andrew isn’t the most private of people, seeing as he’s one of the hardest to shut up – even talking through hostage situations (with him as the hostage) and saying random things – but he doesn’t announce anything about himself that’s not important. Things that are there, but have always been there, so he doesn’t bother letting other’s know. Like his demon-calling ability, or his sexuality. He could very, very loosely be described as being bisexual, in the way that he’s camp, utterly gay, but still able to flirt-ish with girls and have a good time with them, and recognise they are pretty.
Imaginative: This is the boy who introduced flip charts to the Potentials, and a picture board detailing the Apocalypse. And he’s the one who adds his own commentary to video footage and conversations he’s watching, but unable to hear. Most of the time, other people seem to find all of these rather entertaining, unless it’s about them. He’s also a storyteller, and enjoys keeping other’s amused with his soft tones and way of turning even serious facts into something resembling a fantasy novel.
Cooly Determind: Andrew isn’t all fun and games, however. He can seem nice and likeable (and he is), but he’s also determind and headstrong. And cooly so. He’s one of the few people left alive who stood up to Angel (over the insane Slayer Dana), and even made Angel back down. Of course, that might have been to do with the demon-thing, or the Slayer’s he’d brought along, but he likes to think that it’s all about him.
Hero Worshipper: He does have an air of ‘I’ll worship you; you’re my hero’ about him. Mainly around Spike, but he’s always had a crush on the vampire, so it’s to be expected. After the incident with Caleb, however, he’s also started to hero-worship Xander – even going so far as to lie to him about how Anya died.
Trouble Magnet: It’s not his fault. He didn’t ask to be born on the Hellmouth, or to be the one the First chose, or to be kinapped then recruited as a Scoobie. Andrew’s the type of person who somehow, despite all attempts made against it, ends up in the middle of trouble. Despite usually not being the one in mortal danger himself, he’ll be involved. It’s like a comic story, in his eyes.
History:
Andrew was born in Sunnydale, younger brother to Tucker Wells, not long after his parents had moved there, and his life was rather ordinary, to say the least. As ordinary as a life on the Hellmouth can be, of course. Unlike other humans (the ones who lived in ignorance of the dangers), Andrew was aware of demons from a young age, even if he did not know what they were. He doesn’t remember his first demon, or the first story his brother told him about them (he probably thought they were some sort of giant toy, if he was honest). Like other children in Sunnydale, Andrew attended Sunnydale High. When he was fourteen, he was rejected for the part of Romeo in the production of Romeo and Juliet, and in a temper, subsequently called a gang of demon flying-monkeys to attack the production. He can clearly remember watching and laughing as the other students (the actors) and some of the audience went running when the monkeys attacked, enjoying himself. Afterwards, the only thing he’d thought about it was cool. And he was going to mention it to show off to his friends, but then he had to hide in embarrassment as his brother trained hellhounds to attack the school prom. His family left the town not long after, moving to Miami.
They returned to Sunnydale a few years later (minus Tucker), and Andrew joined up again with his old friend – Jonathon – and Warren. Together they decided to form the Evil Trio, aiming at killing the Slayer (Warren) and having fun (Jonathon). Andrew played a key part in the group, being the one who could summon the demons and get them to listen. He allowed the idea of being evil wash over him, however, proving how easily led he can be, and soon supported Warren’s plans more than Jonathon’s. However, after Warren killed Tara by mistake, and was skinned alive by Willow, Andrew was in no hurry to reveal himself to have supported him. Neither was Jonathon, and together they fled to Mexico.
In Mexico, Andrew was visited by the First Evil, who had taken on Warren’s form – coming to him as a ghost. The First persuaded him to return to Sunnydale, with Jonathon, and subsequently kill Jonathon in an attempt to open the seal over the Hellmouth. That failed, but Andrew wasn’t exactly disgusted by the fact that he’d killed his friend (not when the First then took on Jonathon’s form to manipulate him as well), but more disgusted that he had stabbed someone. And found himself rather rubbish at it. He was soon kidnapped by the Scoobies, however, for information, and very nearly killed by Spike (under the First’s control) when he tried to give away that information. And then by the Bringers as well. But being held ‘hostage’ slowly became being a ‘guestage’, to then being an irritating person, and despite no one actually being able to explain how, Andrew became a known figure amongst the Potentials, and an Ally, standing and fighting beside them against the First during the final battle. After the battle, he joined Giles, and was subsequently taken under his wing in his training to become a Watcher, quickly moving up to be his ‘best man’.
Being his best man meant he was the Watcher who was sent to LA to investigate the insane Slayer, Dana. There he learnt that Spike was still alive (who he had been mourning stronger than he had expected, even aware of his crush), and stood up to Angel. He was the first person outside of LA to know that Spike was alive, and he kept his promise not to tell Buffy. Even when Spike and Angel came to Rome looking for her. Then, he rather delighted in explaining to them both how she was in a relationship with the Immortal. That had been rather entertaining. Looking back, he likes to think that he helped them both move on.
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RP Sample:
The popcorn was sweet. Stickily sweet, in fact, the syprup kept making the little pieces stick to his fingers in a delicious but irritating way, and he had to keep looking away from the screen to pull each one off with his teeth. But sweet popcorn was sweet popcorn, and Andrew wasn’t someone who could stand the salty type. Salty popcorn was not the right thing, was an offence, in fact, to the world of film watching. Films should be watched with lust and reverence, and heightened senses. Ergo, sugar popcorn. Or was that syrup popcorn? He licked his fingers again, puzzling over that for a moment, before the commercial break finished, and the screen in front of him flickered once more into returning to the movie. Second movie of this flight.
He kicked his feet up on the table in front of him, sank down, and stuck his hand back into the popcorn bowl. It was times like this that he wished that he had a film buddy to share with – stuck on a plane who knows how many miles up in the air. But thankfully in first class – popcorn and a movie. Flying from Rome to LA would be incredibly uncomfortable in economy, after all, and he was glad that Rupert had arranged this. Of course, a trip to the city of Angel’s was also a good one – many different scenarios had played out in his mind. Find the Slayer, save her, be the hero, get a kiss, job done.
“Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi,” he mouthed along with the footage and the sound playing through the headphones the plane provided. “You’re my only...”
“What you watching?”
The voice came out of the blue, and made him jump, even with the headphones on. He let out a very undignified squeak like scream, managing to up end the bowl of popcorn into his lap as he twisted towards the unwelcome voice.
“Alice!” he cried, scowling, his blue eyes flashing and actually looking angry for a moment, before his expression sank back into it’s more familiar pout. Of course, he was angry, the grinning red-headed Slayer had just interrupted perhaps his sixth most favourite part of this film, but Andrew didn’t have the face to do ‘angry’. Even if he had, the Slayer would only have shrugged and smirked and flung herself into the seat beside him.
Travelling to LA, good. Travelling in First Class, good. Travelling in First Class, to LA, with a bunch of Slayers? None of whom liked science fiction? Not so good. He sighed, pulling his headphones out of his ears, and then looked at her as the girl’s question finally sank in.
“What am I watching? You mean you don’t know?” Now, that was shocking. Very shocking. He guestured to the screen, where the movie was still playing. “Look! Hologram of Princess...Oh, she’s gone. But Luke! Skywalker, that name must mean someone. It’s only the name of the worlds best ever super bad space villain who turns good in the end...No?” He blinked as the girl laughed, shaking her head. “Where have you been?”
“We can’t all be geeks like you, Andrew,” Alice said, still laughing, and tossing her mid-length hair over one shoulder, then looking at the screen critically, absently reaching out to pluck one headphone from his hand, inserting it into her ear. “Princess was the one who vanished, right? Cute. Can see why you like her.”
Andrew only blinked at her. If he was honest, he was surprised by the direction of this. Of course, he hadn’t actually really spoken with the Slayers – with them spending all their time giggling and talking at the other end of the plane to begin with (which, he’d admit, had been rather fun to join in with, the giggling anyway) and then gone their separate ways to watch their own things...or something. But who was he to complain. He grinned, slipping the other headphone back into his ear.
“She’s nice, but just wait until you see Han. Bad Boy is so good there!” Though...it was a shame about the popcorn.
[PUPPETEER]
Your Name: Ella
Experience: About four years
How you found us: Advert on another site xP
Other characters: None yet xP
How we should contact you: PM. Or via the Cbox if I’m online, I’ve been known to hover.
THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY FROSTFERN OF CAUTIPN 2.0.
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