GLOVER, LANCELOT JACOB [CLOSED]

Full name: lancelot jacob glover
Age and D.O.B.: 20 and march fourteenth
Sexual orientation: straight
Occupation: radio dj intern
Member group: Port Community College, freshman, the arts

Face claim: francisco lachowski
Distinguishing features: brown hair, a stunning smile, brown eyes, and a tattoo on his back that says lancerica

Likes: girls, sex, alcohol, music, tricking people, making people laugh, being complimented, flirting, chinese food, his lucky headphones, his sisters, romance
Dislikes: thinking about a world without music, reading, fighting with his mixed up family, gambling, homophobics, his brother, planes, painting, drugs, being corrected
Strengths: singing, djing, song writing, getting someone to like him
Weaknesses: being honest, trying to not punch his brother in the face, art, easily gets drunk and messes something up
Fears: growing old and having responsibilities, being forever alone, seeing someone die
Habits: flirting with every woman he runs into, telling someone they aren't as good as someone else
Secrets:
- his disaster of a relationship with the woman that he loved most
- how that disaster controls his ever move now adays
- that he actually does have feelings

Overall Personality: lancelot can be very romantic and sweet when he wants to. he has always known how to express his love to people. but ever since he broke up with erica back in ohio, he hasn't been like that as often as before. he is sort of two faced when it comes to romance now, and he makes a woman wonder, is this really the man I fell in love with? and they just go off and guess that he's changed. then there's usually some dramatic breakup and he moves on. he appears to a woman at first as a lovely, dedicated man that also isn't that bad looking. and for a while he actually loves them. then, something in them reminds him of erica. and it could be anything. maybe its their voice, the way they flip their hair. . . it could be anything. then he falls apart. but he doesn't show it in any way but cheating and acting heartless. he'll use everything you say against you.
he's a very humerous man, and tries to have fun most of the time. he usually succeeds. he'll be getting drunk, having fun, screaming at the top at him lings at a bar or something, and then he'll look across at an empty seat, remembering how erica would have had some sort of funny yet adorable comment, and then she'd drop her glass or something. "I... I have to go." is what the poor guy says before leaving. erica basically haunts him, controlling and reigning over his personality. he can often be caught deep in thought, knowing that she was still out there. probably in the arms of another man, going on with her almost perfect, flawless life. but does she ever think about him... that's the real question to be asking.
he also is extremely dedicated to music, and very commited and competitive.

Mother: eloise kaitlin glover
Father: jax lancelot gray
Siblings: juliet, mona and anthony glover
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Overall History: lancelot was born the second child into his family, and two years after he was born he had two twin sisters. his older brother was named anthony, and his sisters were named juliette and mona. they had a mother that was a stripper, and in fact each one of them but juliette and mona had separate fathers. but, she had a boyfriend that helped her raise them. this man was lance's biological father, who also convinced his mother quit her job. his name was jax, and all the kids but lance called him mr. jax, lance called him dad.
2001
kindergarten was lancelot's favorite grade, because he spent most days just being taught how to spell "and" and "of". during his class free time or recess he played with his best friend, a pretty girl named erica. they often played dinosaurs with the plastic toys in the classroom. he found peace and happiness in playing with erica, she was nothing like the other girls in their class. she didn't give a shit about pink or dresses. she was very boyish. she played race cars and dinosaurs and eating the gumby bears by biting off their heads first.
anthony, at age ten had already gotten his arrogant little ass a girlfriend. anthony was always so much smarter and better than lance, and the fifth grader made it clear that him having a girlfriend made things even more like that. anthony was also always bossing around four year old juliette and mona, kicking them and breaking their dolls.
mr. jax or lance's dad was spoiling them all the time with candy and toys and playtime. he worked at home as a cartoonist and often drew pictures for the girls. he tried to teach lancelot how to draw, thus when lance decided he was not made to do art.
2003
at discovering how much lance loved music from watching him listen to it, mr. jax and his mother bought him a radio for his room. lancelot spent many days and nights sitting in front of that radio playing songs, singing them and trying to write his own. soon after, mr. jax gave him a guitar. he began to bring the guitar most places with him. the park, his living room, his friends house, the yard, etc. he began to dedicate a lot of his life to music, and he would sing his songs to erica and show her everything he learned.
2007
lancelot was amazed and overjoyed when his family had began to run out of money and he still got the first generation ipod tocuh. anthony's father wanted his spot back in the family with their mother and was very wealthy, so he pampered the children desperately trying to get them to like him. he gave their mother lots of money, which kept the family going. he appeared to them in spring one year, saying that he had no other family and they could have all of his money after his death. he was far into lung cancer by then, and died shortly after. the family was doing well as far as surviving went, but the mother had gone completely heartbroken. which was unlike her, to actually care about someone else, but she said to have felt guilty about leaving him.
anthony threw a big fit and then life went on.
2013
after graduationing from highschool, him and erica had become madly in love. they dissapeared for a while, and when they came back they each had a tattoo reading "lancerica" to show their love for each other. I must not have mentioned that erica belonged to an extremely religious family that didn't believe in heathens like lance? the parents were also very protective. well, that's the story. erica's father caught the two lip to lip and told lancelot, "if I ever see you near my daughter again, I'll shoot you." erica was too terrified to protest against her father, so the two never spoke again.
2015
a heartbroken and new lancelot goes to college in bluewater.

I apologize for the wrong years, but I'm on my iPad and I'm too lazy to change it from the bluewater app

mooshoe could be an annoying little cat sometimes. bethany leaned over to pick him out of her shoe, talking in that voice that most people would talk to their pet with. she began to remember why she had named the little weirdo mooshoe. his meows never seemed to sound like meows, and he had a strange liking for getting into or pooping in beth's shoes. sometimes it made her smile and sometimes it drove her up the wall because he always did his business in the most expensive of shoes. she turned to set him down and he hissed in a rather pathetic way. "oh, shut up," she said almost without emotion, knowing he didn't understand a thing she could say. she stepped into her shoes, now ready to leave. she had to pick him up again, bring him to her room, put him under a blanket and run downstairs so that he couldn't get out when she opened the door. she closed and locked it behind her, sighing as a smile crossed her face. she walked down her driveway, taking in the evening air. a little boy peddled past her on a tricycle. she enjoyed bluewater a lot, such a nice little town yet with a couple of its own dramatic things twisted in. she had to go to the farthest side of town on this nice evening, she had woken up remembering that she had gotten no gift for alice for her birthday a couple of months ago. what a best friend she was, three months had passed. she thought of going to buy her a piece of jewelry at one of the boutiques, like one that had a friendship quote of some sort on it.
while just a moment ago she had been thinking about how great of a city this was, she found herself now cursing it because she couldn't find her way around. she was usually in the inner city, seducing men and getting away with things that she really shouldn't, instead of wandering around without a map on the border of bluewater, staring into the windows of boutiques and antique stores and little cafes, and some nice scenery from nature, too. she opened the door to a small, pink building with clothing and jewelry in it. “A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.” read a necklace shaped like a heart near the window. it seemed perfect for their relationship. alice knew that beth was a grifter, or a con woman. she knew that beth had found the drugs that killed her mother and her father hanging from a rope. and beth knew everything from ali's marvel love from the death of her premature child, thomas. but they were still the best best friends on the planet. "fifty dollars, ma'am." the lady at the counter told her. she bit her lip, remembering that this was for alice. beth was short on money right now-but she loved alice to death so. she opened up her wallet, pulling five tens and finished the purchase. she left the shop with the small plastic bag encasing the necklace. the bell attached to the door rung behind her. minutes past where beth was just standing in front of the shop, trying to remember the way that she had come. she was really bad with directions in the first place, so why come to the side of ton she had never been? alice's belated birthday present had just gotten her completely lost. "shit," she muttered under her breath and began to walk in the direction that just seemed right. after walking that way for a couple of minutes, she turned down another unknown street. she pulled her cellphone out of her pocket as she walked, first checking her text messages and missed calls before going to maps. the maps seemed perfectly useless, as well, she she went to her contacts, trying to figure out who to call. alice. . . if the birthday present was a surprise she couldn't call her. beth scrolled through the list of contacts of previous victims, and noticed that she had very few people that actually liked her, and she liked back. that would be willing to help her. as she walked looking down, she bumped into someone on accident, and refused to look up. she assumed that this was a man, because of the way that he dressed, and she asked, "uhm, sorry... but would you happen to know some directions to get back to the more populated area of bluewater?"

raveena; eastern; couple years; mirabella russo