● N A M E ●Erik Royce Lovelace
● A G E ●18 (04/16)
● G E N D E R ●Male
● O C C U P A T I O N ●▷ High school Student (12th)
▷ PT Florist at The Watering Can
Not because he needs the money. It's a soothing job. The ladies in his family taught him everything he knows. Also, discounts.
▷ Contributor to the Verona Herald
● L O O K S ●Tousled, soft blonde hair that changes shades depending on the lighting, Erik stands at 6'1", has a cross between blue and green in his stare, and to most, if not all, of the townspeople he is seen as a proactive busy body. There's something about the way he carries himself that gives him this strange allure. A mysterious boy, even if he is one of the more personable teenagers in town, that goes out of his way to keep himself busy. His nonchalant gaze is penetrating, although at times dull and distant, and can stop quite a few people in their tracks (regardless if he intended to get their attention or not).
Strong hands, slightly rough from working, that never fails to have something in them (ie. voice recorder, pen, scissors). His frame is slim and his body is indeed toned, thanks to a decent diet, his constant 'walking by foot to place to place' traveling, and a few pulls ups before his morning jog. Stamina for days. That being said, at first glance, he does look average in his built, but come a little closer and you'll definitely catch sight of his muscles. His strong arched brows and thick eyelashes only enhance his fair complexion and captivating eyes. Usually, Erik has a playful smile that is drawn into a hard line across his face. Mischievous.
And yet, he wasn't always as charming as he is now. As a boy, the most he attracted from people was their concerns because he was too thin, his cheek bones gave him a skeletal look, and he didn't like to talk unless he had to. Now he insists for others to take risks and get themselves out there. Interact with the world around them and no, he doesn't mean just the people.
Yes, he's a boy that comes from a fairly wealthy family, therefore allowing him to have a more leisure life compared to other kids, but being raised by a humble woman has made him not really care about how he presents himself (unless it's those rare occasions his mom forces him to class the fuck up). T-shirts, jeans, maybe his grandfather's family ring, his sunglasses morning and night, usually his black denim jacket that pockets all his essential every day belongings, and a good smoke. That's all he needs and even then, he'd rather be in his pajamas because they're comfortable. He's a simple boy when it comes to looks but when he does dress fancy, damn, he's fine.
● P E R S O N A L I T Y ●Busybody ▷ Opportunist ▷ Audacious ▷ Energetic ▷ Attentive ▷ Intriguing ▷ Curious ▷ Stubborn ▷ Erratic ▷ Devoted
A go-getter in simple terms. Like his mother, Erik's ambition thrives in him like no other. Of course, mostly in things he invests his mind, time, and efforts in like getting primary sources for his stories (ie. interviewing townspeople), assisting his friends in many mishaps they get themselves involved in, and even finding time to play the keyboard and manipulating his music on Logic Pro. He's the the type of guy who would try anything just to say, "Hey, I did that before".
Don't knock it until you try it, right?
Erik's a fairly decent gardener and musician, but those are simply hobbies to him. Truly, his passion lies with writing. Any type of outlet, limitless storytelling, which is probably why he and Andy get along. Aside from his constant urge to get his hands dirty and usually wanting to be involved in his community, one way or another, Erik is pretty down to Earth. People comment on how he has a resting "I don't give a fuck" face, which has caused misunderstandings in the past, but ultimately, he's a honest dude and isn't afraid to speak his mind. There is no doubt he got his honesty from his mother. The only way to grow as an intellectual mind is if you put your views out there and allow people to challenge what you believe, either causing you to change your perspective or become more assure of yourself. He's definitely fond of conversationalists and hard hitting topics that give people food for thought.
Although he does seem cool, he could be off putting and estranged at times. Reckless and doesn't consider the consequences of his actions. A mouth with no filter that can be disrespectful if not told otherwise. His mysterious nature comes in the form of, he's highly invested in you but only feeds you bits and pieces of himself. Sure, he can talk about his opinions on a topic, but anything beyond that? You'll have to dig for it. Not because he doesn't want to talk about his personal life and issues, he'd just prefer not to. He's not going to add his problems to your plate and quite frankly, he'd like to think the only problem he really has is getting his mother to have more faith in him.
Like a double edged sword, his words can cut like a knife for both parties involved. A guard dog with a loud bark, who has spontaneous actions to back up his bite. His words can also protect others and shield them from hurt, especially when he goes full on defensive mode. Perhaps this is his loyalty shining through. Once he is involved with an issue or dilemma, it's hard to get him to back out.
He will never be a quitter. Unless it's a lost cause, which takes time to realize, but everyone loves a lost cause. He's no exception. His biggest flaw would be his anger, when it does take surface. He isn't often angered and he'd like to think he's good at keeping his emotions at bay. Erik has a way of subduing his emotions (making him more apathetic, than not) and uses smoking as a means to calm his (hard to notice) nerves (though he shouldn't smoke, his mom hates it). However, when he is angered, it's explosive and not easily containable. Once his fit is all said and done, he tends to close off and hide away from people, completely embarrassed of his sudden rage.
● R O M A N T I C I N T E R E S T S ●When he and his mother moved to Verona, he befriended a girl, who goes by the name Elizabeth, and their relationship blossomed to a strong friendship. To this day, he still considers her his best friend and wouldn't change that for the world, even if his mother isn't fond of Liz's father, Lucas Farweight. Don't you worry about that, Eliana doesn't micromanage his friendships nor judge's a teenage girl based on the impression her father left on her.
There was a time, not too long ago, Erik had a strong crush on Liz. Perhaps, the feelings are still there and will always be there (or are they simply platonic siblings?). But even if she doesn't want to outwardly say it, he knows how she feels. The reality of the situation is: she's just not that into him. That's okay, he still has her in his life and that's all that really matters. If anyone needs to get in a relationship, it's probably their parents, for multiple reasons.
Anyways, he isn't against looking around and checking out what his school and town has to offer in terms of romantic interests. One thing that will never die in Erik is his loyalty. He's loyal to the point of complete stubbornness. Once he has his eyes set on a prize, it's game, set, & match (or at least, in his head he'd like to think he'd get the girl). He has attempted the casual sex life, but honestly? That lifestyle isn't for him. He would rather be single than jump between sex partners, all for the sake of giving him a temporary high. Friendships are far more important than romance to him and if he truly needed (needs) sex, he can just do his thing in his bedroom or something. Maybe one day he'll stumble upon the girl he wants to build a future with, but that day isn't today.
Oh and if he had a type: spirited brunettes. Define that however you'd like.
● O R I G I N S T O R Y ●If there was one thing Erik learned the first nine years of his life before he and his mom moved to Verona, it was how fortunate he was and how well off his family was (is) compared to others. There was his great aunt Maybelle Lovelace, a private eye detective years ago, who divorced far more times than he could count, each of her former husbands owning upstart companies that went bankrupt. The socialite of the family, who never had children, who is still kicken' at the age 80. She would be the the youngest of his grandfather's siblings. Then follows his great aunt Penelope Reynolds, who married astrophysicist Roger Reynolds. They had three children, who he guesses, are his second cousins? Right? Moving on, there's his second eldest great aunt, Caroline Fitz, who Eliana practically worships. Yeah, thanks to Auntie Carol, they moved to the United States.
Well, no matter, keeping track of family was not an easy feat to accomplish and it just kept growing, non-stop. There's more family, always, like how all his mom's cousins have children... but that's besides the point. The point is, he has a big ass (fortunate) family that likes to get involved and make something out of themselves. Anyone connected to the Lovelace name is by default recognized as those attached to the Lovelace legacy: Millennium Worldwide Holdings, Inc. Since his Aunt Jenna doesn't have children, the company would technically go to him, but does he want that? That's something he'd have to think about... eventually.
Growing up with his grandparents, Erik had weak social skills. The only people he was willing to interact with was family (preferably immediate). Anyone outside of that bubble, he'd grow unnervingly quiet and become completely unresponsive. His teachers believed he was Special Needs because of how little he interacted with the other kids. If anything, they found him practicing his spelling, reading a book, or writing his thoughts down on any piece of paper he could find. At home, he would either do exactly that or learn how to play the piano with his grandfather, or even go outside and plant flowers with his grandmother (sometimes aunt Jenna, if she visited). His grandparents occasionally had to go to conferences, meetings, and social events that had an abundance of people he did not know. If they didn't have time to find a baby sitter, they would bring him to these events and show him off (usually the parties, not so much the confidential business meetings). Grandma Cecilia tried her best when she wasn't at her teaching job to make Erik more confidant with speaking up and making friends.
He vaguely remembers his father's face. The images he has in his head is his dad's big hand ruffling his little boy hair and words of encouragement: get what you want at all cost. Not many bad memories of his biological father. If anything, there were only good, or he was just too young to understand the bad. Though, seeing how hurt his mother was after the divorce was enough for him to sit down and just observe. Take in what was going on and get his own opinions of his parents. Both of them. Does he care about his father not being involved in his life? Not really. His grandfather was more his dad anyways. Indifferent.
His mother, on the other hand, he adored (still adores) and once she was back from all her traveling, they were in separable. She thinks she did him wrong but he'd beg to differ. Eliana made sure her presence was still very much alive even while she was away. Erik still has all her letters she wrote to him while she was away (some of the places she visited didn't give her means to skype or make many phone calls). Her words so beautifully written. Her letters became his bed time stories and he'd write back, to the best of his child capabilities. When she was there to stay, he was completely ecstatic. He had his mother and he could show her how much he grew. It was his mother's return that helped him take risks and get involved in the community. With her at his side, he felt like he could take on anything.
Socializing? No problem. Performing on the piano in a ballroom filled with strangers? Easy. Getting in heated debates with kids in his class? He'd win. Unlike his mom, he was never bullied. Both before and after he had confidence to talk, no one ever touched a hair on his chinny-chin-chin. Before, his classmates simply left him be, afraid to approach him. After, they were intrigued to know more about him because it turned out that Erik Lovelace was a pretty cool kid.
And then they moved.
Erik never did have a say on whether or not he wanted to move to America, but it seemed like his mother had already decided before she spoke with his gramps and grams. The biggest transition in his life: getting accustomed to a new area, different people, and all things American. If he was more open about how he personally felt, he was not happy. He was not ready. He didn't think he could handle this drastic change.
There was a deep desire to shut down. What was he going to do without his grandparents? They were... there for him all his life and now it was him and his mother versus the world. If it wasn't for him making a couple of close friends within that first year at Verona, one being Elizabeth Farweight, Erik would have reverted back to his old self.
Ah. Then he started becoming a teenager and finding excitement in seeing how far he could test his mother's patience and walk past the perimeters she set for him. When he sees her in the halls now (since y'know, she's the Guidance Counselor), he can't help but give her a smirk. Don't get him wrong, his mother is one of the most important people in his life - it just amuses him when she gets fiery and tries to contain the adventurer within him.
Like mother, like son. To wander is to be alive.
― Roman Payne
● S U P E R P O W E R ●Clairvoyance
● P O W E R C L A S S I F I C A T I O N ●Mystic
● A B I L I T I E S ●The human compass. Erik can see visions of people by concentrating his mind on said subject. He can see glimpses of what the person is currently doing present time. Instinctively, he can look at a map and point at the area where his intuition believes they are. Sometimes it is as specific as a room in an apartment building or as vague as what he saw in the background. However, before he is capable of locating someone, he needs to know an inkling about them, like a hound needs a scent before he tracks the culprit. The more he knows about a target, the more efficient his abilities will be. Along with finding a singular subject, he can detect other people near the one he is searching for.
There are times he finds himself literally in another person's shoes, seeing what they see, feeling what they feel. These are random occurrences and he has no control over this - whatever it is. In a sense, this is a mental glitch to his powers, where he's eating with his mother and suddenly he becomes catatonic, like he's there but not really? His body is moving and when people talk to him he groans, but he becomes a walking zombie while he's living a life not his own. Following the perspective of someone else for an undetermined time.
● W E A K N E S S E S ●Well for one thing, the random mental attacks are not always welcomed like what the shit? Erik could be on a date with his best friend who may have friendzoned him so hard it hurts and then BAM! Vision. "Are you even listening to me?" "Of course you're not!" "I'm going home!"
Wait, don't leave!
He is stuck in this person's perspective for who knows how long.
The fact that he is in another person's perspective, like he's trapped in their mind, staring out through their eyes, causes him to empathize with someone he may not even know - maybe even gaining an emotional attachment. It's weird and if said person has an overwhelming power, it could clash with his causing the experience to be painful for both parties. The subject would feel suddenly ill. Dizzy. Their vision goes in and out. A throbbing headache. Meanwhile, Erik's actual body tremors and he starts to convulse... he's only felt this once in his lifetime and hopes to never experience this again.
The experience itself could even cause his body to jolt. For example, if he isn't expecting to go sky diving but suddenly he's falling in the sky. Yeah. That's not fun.
As for his locating skills, his information is limited and depends on various variables: how much he knows about his subject, how familiar he is with the location, how "noisy" an area is (crowds, white noise, bad weather), and even how aware the subject is of their space. The more attentive ones, usually those older, wiser, with far more life experience than him (ie. his mother) could feel like they're being watched - even if he's no where near them.