Max's Revised Charries

simon alexander rice

Simon walks into a room and folds himself onto a chair, tucking his slim legs underneath him in the style of crisscross applesauce. He brings his hands up to his hair, running them through it before placing them in his lap.
Name:“Hello. My name is Simon Alexander Rice.”
Age/Birthday: “I actually just turned seventeen on June 21st .”
Gender:“ I understand your reasoning behind asking me, but I guess to clarify, I am In fact a Male.”
God Parent: “Well, once I actually thought about this it made sense. My goddess mother is Demeter, goddess of the harvest, grains, agriculture, and all that good stuff.”
Claimed:“ Uhm, sorry, I don’t understand that question. I don’t think so? Oh No, No I haven’t been claimed.”
Mortal Family: Simon brings his hand up to the back of his neck to scratch lightly at the hairs there. It’s hard for him, being here. He and his family have been close for a number of years, and now he has to learn to live without them. “Well, my mom’s name is Elizabeth Marie Rice. She’s a great woman. Hard to believe she’s not actually my mom though. I guess that’s not true though. She’s the one who’s raised me and has been there all my life.  My father’s name is Anderson James Rice, and he is a great man. I don’t resent him for not telling me about this. In a way, I understand why he kept it from me. I don’t resent them at all for bringing me here. I understand it’s for my safety. Oh,  I have a little brother as well! His name is Jaycob Lee Rice and he’s about three years younger than me. We had that regular sibling relationship, you know? I always picked on him at home, but at school or something, when he was getting picked on, I was always there to protect him. It’s what I do, I protect. I love my family… a lot. I’m going to have to get used to living without them.”
Years in Camp:Simon scrunches his face up like a rabbit before he replies. “Well, obviously, since I just got here I have no prior years to speak of.”
Brief History:
1-5
“How far back do you need me to go? Does anybody actually remember those really early years in life?”
When Elizabeth was 22 she met Anderson, who was 24 at the time. They both grew up in decent sized towns but in different states. By some twist of fate, they attended the same college and fell in love. They dated in the traditional way, in that they took things slow to test the waters. Four years later, Anderson proposed during a romantic evening under the stars. One year after that, they were happily married. Anderson came from a successful family who was very supportive of the newlyweds. Part of their wedding presents was that they were able to move into a nice farmhouse that came with plenty of room to raise a family.
Jump forward one more year and Simon is born. As for any family, raising a first child is quite the experience. Luckily, Anderson and Elizabeth survived and were able to provide Simon with an upbringing full of love, appreciation and everything else a kid would need. It helped that he was a pretty mellow kid.
5-10
“I think the first real memories I can remember are when I would help my mom cook in the kitchen, but then as I grew older I began to help my dad in the fields. I’ve always loved the process of growing plants. That was my favorite subject to study in school.”
Over the next few years as Simon grew up he began to tag along with his dad as he worked. His mother mostly watched his little brother. Simon was ok with that though. He liked to be outside working. He was still small, so he couldn’t do much but he sure as hell liked to try. He was absolutely enthralled by all the animals they kept, as any kid would be. The Rice family didn’t have a large barn, but it was perfect for them. Simon was captivated the most by all of the crop fields.  He loved the way a seed could be planted then with enough care would grow into something entirely new. Simon loved learning what all the different plans were. The excitement he felt when he could finally place a name to a picture was unexplainable. His father took pride in saying that he possessed quite the green thumb.
11-16
“My middle teens were the years that I started to care about my appearance when I wasn’t working with my dad. They were full of early mornings running, then long days working.”
Ah, the early teens. That could only mean one thing; puberty. As much as Simon loved his life, there was one aspect of it that he wanted to change, and that was his health. He was never excessively overweight, but he could have been a bit healthier. He was bullied a bit in school, and that was one of the reasons he decided to try to get in shape. Once he actually started running it was revealed how much he actually enjoyed it. Living on a farm provided him with many fresh vegetable too. Running plus working with his father equaled a long, lean, muscular body for Simon.
In school, Simon spent his time studying and watching out for his little brother. One might think that because of the age difference the two wouldn’t be close, but in reality they were best friends. They both shared the common resentment to sitting eight hours ant school. Simon though, he particularly enjoyed his science/biology class. He always gave his full attention when able to learn about the structures and functions of plants. His teachers were always interested in his interest, but eventually just attributed it to his upbringing on a farm.
Physical Appearance:“Well… I guess I look like a normal guy. Kind of. I’m of average height…around 5’10. I used to be really chubby when I was younger. I wasn’t extremely overweight, but I wasn’t in shape either. When I was around 12 I wanted to do something about that so I started running. We lived on a farm, like I said, so every morning I would try to run the perimeter of our property. It was really hard at first. I could barely make it ten minutes before I was out of breath. But I just kept pushing myself. After a few months I was able to do a full lap, and by the time I was fourteen I could actually do laps around the house. The next year, when I turned fifteen, I started working out. Long story short, I may look tall and skinny, but I actually am quite strong.
“My hair is another story. I like to keep it short on the sides but long (about an inch) on the top. It’s just the right length that I can put it up into a quiff. It used to be a nice chestnut brown, but recently I got bored with it. I wanted to try something new so I bleached it. My mom wasn’t very happy about it, but it’s my hair, she’s not the one who has to walk around with it on her head, right? Then, for the icing on top of the cake I died the top of my hair a nice blue color. I think it adds character to my personality. On most days you can find me wearing a flower crown of some sort. Now, let me clarify something. I don’t wear those super girly flower crowns. I like to wear flowers that are small, and subtle. I always use fresh flowers, but for some reason they always stay fresh while they are on my head. They never wilt until I take them off. Interesting, right?
“As for my clothing, I have pretty simple style. I’m usually wearing t-shirts and skinny jeans. Maybe a graphic tee of sweatshirt if I’m feeling bold. When I was working, I had these nice regular jeans. Skinnies were too tight and they restricted air flow. When you work under the sun for so long you want all the air that you can get. When I put on my straw hat I looked like a cowboy, even though I was probably the furthest thing from it.” As he says that, Simon chuckles to himself and points to a small silver ring that sits in his nose. “All in all, I’m just a regular looking teenage boy, nothing to special going on.”
Personality:“My personality? Uhm, haha” Simon smiles and glances at the ground before looking up. “I don’t want to sound too full of myself, but at the same time I want to be able to paint you a full picture of who I am. I guess I’ll start out my saying I’m a good, happy guy.I love to have fun and to make the people around me laugh. I’m the type of person who tries to do good all the time. For example, if someone is being bullied I’ll step in and break it up. I’ve been there and I don’t want anyone else to have to experience it either. I’m loyal to the people I love which is basically my family. I’ve never been too popular since I’m also kind of shy, but at the same time I’m pretty down to earth.  I hate being the center of attention, so I’m happiest when I can blend into the background. I’m a hardworking when it comes to things I like. I really have a passion for the outdoors. Growing up, I loved working on the farm and the process of growing crops. I have a pretty open mind about most things and I’m always willing to learn if something really interests me.”
Fatal Flaw: “I’d have to say my biggest flaw is trust. It takes me awhile to warm up to people, so sometimes I think I might just come off as cold. That’s kind of why I don’t have many friends. It’s not like I want to be like it, it’s just part of my personality. I guess I could also add in that I’m socially awkward. That’s probably another reason why I don’t have many friends.”
Pets:“I have a dog, Vinny. He’s a Great Pyrenees and my best friend. He’s a nice white fluff ball and I love him to death.”
Talents:“Well, I’m pretty good with my hands, no pun intended. I’ve always had an interest in plants since I was young. My mom and I had gardens as I was growing up. For some reason mine always did exceptionally well.  You can even ask my dad. He says I have the biggest green thumb he’s ever seen.”
Weapons: “Uhm, I kind of just got here, and I’ve never really needed one before. Is there a place where I can get one? Oh, I can get one here? Great, I think I’ll go pick up a sword when I have some free time. I’ve never used on in my life so hopefully it will be easy to learn.”
Year-Round or Summer:“I’m not just here for Summer, I’ll be a year round camper. It is dangerous out there for me, since I really don’t know much about the dangers out there. It’s what I’m here for, right? To learn how to protect myself and all that.”
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