User:Prof. Latirus/Derek Atul

First Idea

My first is a fantasy nerd guy, someone who has been around swords and loves studying the medieval period. I predict he's going to die trying to get a sword, but I suppose that's overthinking. Basically a twist of an aspect of my personality, this guy was a regular an his local amtgard, and likes bragging about his 'fencing' skills. If he does get a sword I think it'll be funny when he realizes how heavy a combat-ready one is. Again, overthinking. Generally a secluse in school, he and a couple of friends who share his medieval eccentricities are about the only people he talks to. Probably beat up, if this school is known for its bullies.

Elaboration

Geeky, Nerdy, Medieval fanatic/ Amtgardian. Loves armor, renaissance fairs, knight movies. "Fence Me" He owns replicas of swords, and reads and watches fantasy. meek appearance, blonde hair is shaggy and short with a hint of natural brown highlights. Has regular squarish glasses, brown in color, wood-like gloss. Wears simple one-color clothing, nothing fancy. Not much of a gaming oir computer nerd, just a fantasy geek. Has an older brother. Parents try, but are usually too busy. Always felt second best, lots of hand-me-downs. Name like dedrik.

Final Profile

Name: Derek Atul

Gender: Male

Grade: Any

School: As determined.

Hobbies and Interests: Fantasy, as a lifestyle. Derek loves the medieval ages and everything about that valiant time of swords and mystery. He likes to play live-action games and any other role-playing game about the era he can find. Specifically through a type of fake fencing called amtgard, Derek puts himself into the character he wants to be, the barbarian Erk, a monster of a man who can take care of himself, something the real Derek could never do.

Appearance: Derek's dirty blonde hair is short and shaggy, barely bimming the top of his large wood-colored glasses. The squarish framees are propped up by his biggish ears, bending down on his noise in a peculiar angle. His muddy brown eyes are warped by the lenses, making him look almost owl-esque most of the time. Derek's frail chin cuts off sharply and emphasises his round skull, the mangled hair looking more like string when viewed from this whole angle. His nose is small, meek, but oddly crooked upward right near the tip in an animalistic fashion.

Derek always wears tunic-like shirts, the simple on color fabric sewn a size too large with wide black thread, up one side and then a sight break in the middle, the threading half stiched and loose, the whole shirt at home at any of his beloved renaissance fairs. He typically just wears jeans and sandles underneath, prefering to ignore the reactions to his odd style of dress than change it.

Biography: Derek's older brother was a prodigy, running back on the football team and graduated a year early, much to the dismay of the team. His parents, both working full-time office jobs, weren't really around enough for Derek, never around for the little things. It already made his reclusive being compared to his brother by his family, but when the school began to do it too he seems to vanish within himself completely.

At a young age he found solice in those fantasy books, far-off places where the knight in shining armour won the day, stories like King Arthur and the Xanth novels. Shortly he 'realized' that that was where he belonged, among the warriors of old and the great medieval ages.

He relished in it throughout junior high, eventually being known as just the dorky kid with the dorky knight interest. His friends weren't ever as 'into' it as Derek, so the few friends he had were those who could put up with the constant focus on his single passion.

Advantages: He has done a lot of research on religions, psychology, and of course the medival ages. He knows people a little better than he thinks he should. Also all the running around sword-fighting has made him a lot quicker than the average book-reader.

Disadvantages: He's still a little surprised by the real world, not experiencing it enough when he was wrapped up in his little games. Not to mention his own personal ostrasization, Derek's still a little clueless.