Post by Kat on Nov 6, 2016 2:19:04 GMT
Playby: Stephen James
Nicknames: Will, Willie (but only by his family)
Age & Birthday: December 28, 1990 (26 Years Old)
Occupation: Construction Worker, only job he could get
Sexuality: Heterosexual, but he might make out with a guy if he's drunk enough
Relationship Status: Single, sort of difficult to get into a relationship with his past
Appearance: Willow is as his name suggests: very tall and on the lanky side. Standing at 6'2". he has started to gain some muscle mass to make him look not as sickly as he had in his youth. What folks first notice about him is the myriad of tattoos that span the canvas of his body. The second is his thick dark brown hair which tends to fall into his eyes--which are a startling blue. Many people say that his eyes often seem as if they can pierce right through into your soul.
His clothing style is very much the bad boy, almost to the stereotype T. He usually just wears whatever he feels like though on rare occasion he will have to wear something a little nicer, like a suit.
Personality: In his teens Willow was the popular jock that got along with everyone. He was excitable, loving, and down for anything. He partied hard and only cared about having a good time, which ultimately was his downfall.
Of course, after serving his time Willow has retreated into a much more quiet shell. The only way he has expressed himself in the last ten years has either been through his fists, or his art. Now that he is back in Salem he is doing his best to be more vocal and talk to others. He comes across as brooding and creepy but for the most part is actually rather friendly. He does know how to hold his own, however and has difficulty not showing what a bad boy he has become.
Likes:
- Cigarettes and Alcohol-- using the former as currency for 10 years gets you hooked and he never could shake the want of alcohol.
- Getting yet another tattoo-- the sweet release of pain and adrenaline is addicting.
- Being out-- too long has he been within those drab dark walls.
- Rootbeer Floats-- a testament to how young he was when he went to prison.
- Painting and drawing-- his favorite hobby. Most of the time they portray sex and nude women.
Dislikes:
- His memory loss-- ten years and he still doesn't remember a thing about the day where everything went wrong.
- Having been locked away for 10 years-- he is so far behind on everything.
- His ankle monitor-- It is clunky and it is difficult to walk around in.
- Being labeled as a felon-- it is true but why bring it up?
- Not being given a second chance-- just talk to him! He wants to be treated like a decent human being!
Family Members:
- Charleston Montana-- Father. Salem Police Officer (Despite the love he has for his son, Charleston is ashamed of Willow)
- Adelaide Montana-- Mother. Sous Chef at Tresemme Restaurant. (She actively tries to reconnect with her son but Willow avoids the family home)
- Beckett Montana-- Brother. Senior at Salem High. (Beckett once looked up to Willow now he despises him)
- Addison Montana-- Sister. Freshman at Salem High. (Addison is frightened of her eldest brother)
Social Life: No surprise that his past in prison has given him a black mark. He has no social life to speak of, becuase people avoid him like the plague. Any friends he did have left him and now he only really seems to spend time with his neighbor, Ari.
Possessions:
- His truck. It is a POS and often does not like to even start. It is all he can afford, though, and it is suitable enough to get him to and from work.
- Ankle Monitor. Willow hates the damned thing. It is clunky, is uncomfortable, and gets in the way.
- Promise ring. He keeps it on a chain around his neck It was something he meant to give to Fiona but he never got the chance.
Fiona Rose Grey his high school girlfriend, now deceased. Willow was head over heels for her. She was a cheerleader and he was the soccer team captain: Metric's cutest couple of the time. Her death weighs heavily on his mind and it aches that he was the one found guilty.\
Mr. Worthington: Parole Officer. There aren't enough words in the dictionary to describe Willow's hatred for this man. He believes Mr. Worthington has it out for him.
Headmaster Jean Audet former mentor. At the time Audet was still a teacher but he was a male role model for Willow.
He still to this day holds him in high regard and wishes to make the man proud.
Ariana Obela: Heh.. what to put here. Willow met her shortly after his release, through a mutual dealer of theirs. At first he did not think much of her but then her contours and the curves of her body just spoke to him in a way that his artist's soul had never understood. He responded too her in both an artist's mindset and an animalistic passion. They both made an arrangement where she would model for his paintings-- usually in the nude. She claims it is to improve his work but Willow.. Well, to be honest he has never given the same answer twice in regards to that one. He has lost count of the many projects they have worked on together, all of them priceless in his mind's eye. Now it is much easier to do so with them living next door to one another. And while some days she might crash on his couch, deep down Willow secretly wishes she would share his bed with him, even just once.
Willow started off life as a typical teenager, born into a loving family and the apple of his parents' eyes. From a young age he excelled in the world of art, finding great talent in regards to painting and drawing. His talents were enough to land him in the Metric School of Arts during his high school years. Joining up with the soccer team, he met Fiona Grey, the girl that stole his heart. She was a cheerleader and he had just been voted team captain. It was meant to be. They went to parties, banged like passionate lovers, and did things just for the fun of it.
When he was fifteen everything changed. In celebration of winning a game, the soccer team and cheerleading squad decided to throw a wild party. Alcohol flowed freely and the drugs that were passed around made everyone feel like flying. With everything blackign out into his sixth beer, Willow would wake up two days later in a hotel room two towns over. Covered in Fiona's blood, her body in the tub. The knife used to carve her skin pressed firmly into his hand and a gun tucked into the back of his pants.
He had no memory of what had happened. In a panic, Willow ran from the room to get help but was met with a line of squad cars with officers pointing their weapons at him. One of which was his father. His own flesh and blood arrested him and the trial was underway. His defense was memory loss, claiming innocence. A story which no one believed. It did not take too long for the jury to come to a conclusion.
Guilty of Second Degree Murder. Sentenced to ten years in a juvenile prison only a few hours away. He was only allowed to leave his cell for meal times, phone calls or visitors, and the hour of exercise granted to him. But he proved too much and was moved to a state facility for adults. Initially he was put in a cell with two other men. After the fifth beating from the two of them Willow resorted to using his fists. He pounded them to nearly inches within death.
He became the king of the prison and adorned his body with a sea of tattoos. He was young, but he was not one the other men were willing to mess with. The corruption got to him and Willow, the boy that had once been a bright light, had become an empty shell of a man with a darkness in his eyes.
After he was released an ankle monitoring system was attached to him. Refusing to go back to his family home Willow instead got an apartment in the only pace that he could, that did not violate any restrictions. A ban of booze and cigarettes and drugs were placed on him and he was given the task of reporting to his parole officer every month. He landed himself a job working for a construction crew, seeing as how pretty much it was the only job that would take him. It is a mediocre life but he does his best to survive.
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