bitter youth | a d1 lost boys plot. [ open ]
Apr 27, 2020 18:09:54 GMT -5
Post by sidney on Apr 27, 2020 18:09:54 GMT -5
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wanted character: Cameron Nibert — "Nibs"
expansion: He is a boy to whom the world has never been kind. No breaks offered and no relief ever given. It has been constant loss and pain for as long as he can remember, so much so that he is practically a walking open wound—festering from a persistent lack of recognition or treatment of any sort. Cameron does what he knows best: buries it deep within, swallowing any sort of emotion that feels like it's too much or too poignant for him to acknowledge. This, of course, leads to explosions of epic proportions, and garners him the reputation of hot head and menace. Rage knows no better home than the one its found within the boy from One who nurtures it so well. He feeds it with the constant threat of a storm that lies in wait within his bones, ready to swing or strike or cast a thunderous execution at whoever dares to dance on his last nerve. He is a beast caged within that of a boy and he's spent his entire life trying to break free while everyone around him tries to find a bigger and better lock. But if Cameron Nibert knows anything, it's that the monsters who haunt us and the demons we carry always win. Better to join them than fight.
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• he never really knew his father; he died when Cameron was only four. he has flashes though. you know those childhood memories that flash in your mind like a kaleidoscope or those paper books that tell a drawing in stick figures if you flip the pages fast enough? that's the best way he can ever describe them. and only ever if he's inebriated in some way and someone asks or brings up something to remind him. he'll see his father lifting Cameron up and setting him atop his shoulders. or he'll see a tall dark figure standing in front of a stove, turning back to make funny faces while they cook breakfast. Cameron knows it's him, his dad. but he can't remember any more than that. just flashes. but they pierce his skin when they come, like a thousand knives leaving little nicks and scrapes—little scars across every inch of his body. it hurts. mostly because what follows the memory is a sunken, hollow feeling in his chest where a proper father's love should have been.
• his mother got sick a few years later, diagnosed with early onset dementia shortly after his eighth birthday. her memories went first. when Cameron used to ask her to tell him about his father, she always told these grand stories, enigmatic tales of the wondrous man that was Jackson Nibert. but after her diagnosis, it was like the memory of him spilled out of her head. eventually, she didn't even recognize her own son. he'd approach with a meal in hand, and she'd cry out in horror at someone she didn't know being in her home. she'd scream and yell, go for whatever was closest and throw it at him. cursing him as an intruder. it started happening so frequently that he hired a nurse on a Monday, packed a bag on Tuesday, left a note telling her he loved her that night—cleaved the piece of his heart that belonged to her and set it on the kitchen table—and never looked back.
• a seventeen-year-old spitfire of an aries, ok! he's actually so hyper and energetic, constantly fidgeting and always hating silence. it's almost distracting for those around him, whether he's flicking his tongue constantly or cracking his knuckles, or pacing back and forth — it's just non-stop! he hates the feeling of lag or being stagnant. almost as if stillness is yet another demon Cameron carries with him and if he stops moving, it'll finally catch him.
• and to add to that, he's a bit of a firebug. basically obsessed with anything he can ignite and watch turn to dust. it's unclear even to him whether it's the process, the flames, or the aftermath that he loves so much. perhaps all three equally, who knows. but it's almost a religious experience for him, that first spark of flame and the crackling blaze that follows. if he believed in that sort of thing, in a being above that held dominion over the universe, Cameron imagines them to be that of a blazing inferno.
• lowkey desperately in love with Peter. it's adorable, really. but also a little pathetic, at least to Cameron. pining after someone SO hard and never acting on it, but when he's with the boy who took him in when no one else would, he feels seen. truly. for the first time in his young adult life, actually. but what's more is he feels as though the wretch Peter must see staring back at him isn't so bad after all. maybe, if someone as magical and ethereal as Peter can look at him and see not a forest fire destroying everything in its path but a beautiful blaze, then this life isn't so bad. even if Peter never looks at him the way Cameron looks at him—like he's the moon and stars all rolled into one magnificent clear night sky—it doesn't matter because he's been blessed enough to be a part of his life. will he ever act on it? even Cameron himself doesn't have the answer. as much as he wants to, he doesn't want to be the reason their relationship is ruined because if that happened he doesn't know what he'd do then. or where he'd go.
