[CHAR] All The World's A Stage (Shakespeare Modern AU)

[pomme de terre]

Lavinia CS

"She hath no tongue to call, nor hands to wash;
And so let's leave her to her silent walks."
-Demetrius, Act II Sc. 3 of Titus Andronicus

Origin
Titus Andronicus

Name
Lavinia Andronicus

Age
20

Gender
Female

Personality
Lavinia is a quiet presence. She’s self-conscious but not socially anxious, and has a calm inner strength that can be surprising. She’s very sympathetic, very emotionally intelligent, knows herself and her limits, and has a very acute sense of right and wrong. Her mental health, though, is occasionally shaky; she suffers from depression and PTSD, and is easily frustrated with herself. She inherited the Andronicus temper — though colder than Titus’, she can be vindictive when angry. Before her “affair” she was a romantic, and vestiges of that romanticism still remain; however, she does not trust easily, though she wants people to trust her. She’s got steel in her; she’s tough and stubborn when she wants to be. It’s just all about reclaiming her independence right now.

Biography
Lavinia is the youngest of the notoriously large Andronicus family (15 kids, all boys except her). Six came from her dad’s first marriage, six from her mom’s, and the final three (Quin, Marty, and her) from their union. Her childhood was full of roughhousing, keeping up with boys, and, of course, being papa’s favorite. Titus ran the butcher’s shop in town, assisted by his small army of children, and business was good.

When she was about five, her brothers began to leave, one by one, to start businesses and families of their own. Her oldest brother, Titus’ son Lucas, entered the military, but promised he’d be back to inherit the shop. He got married, too, soon after he left, but Lavinia barely remembers the wedding.

When she was twelve, her mom died, ripping a giant hole in the fabric of the family. Titus was torn apart, not only from the loss of his wife, but also from the estrangement of six of his sons — the boys on Mom’s side suddenly ceased communication, which for Lavinia meant they stopped coming to Christmas. With the help of Titus’ brother Marcus and the birth of Lucas’ first son, Lucas Jr., they managed to pull through without too much damage. Nine kids remained for Christmas, after all, and the best holiday meat pies were still at the Andronicus household.

When Liv was eighteen, another tragedy rocked the family. When visiting some friends in London with Quin and Marty, Lavinia suddenly disappeared. After twelve hours of frantic searching, the police finally located her in an alley, raped and mutilated, with her right hand missing and half of her tongue clenched in her left fist. Her tongue was successfully reattached, fortunately, and as soon as she could write she revealed who had done this to her — shakily with her left hand, she spelled out for the police “Chiron and Demetrius.”

Titus railed against this news, threatening to kill the thugs who had harmed his daughter. It got so bad that the police were forced to detain him, but Marcus, a lawyer, saved him from any terrible legal ramifications. The whole affair caused something to snap in Titus, though, and he hasn’t quite been the same since.

It’s been three months since Chiron and Demetrius received their sentences — life in prison without parole — and things are finally getting back to normal for Titus and Lavinia in Stratford. They re-opened shop after being closed for a year or so, with Lavinia now as the full time clerk and Lucas helping out whenever needed. Liv takes online classes, goes to therapy twice a week (speech therapy for the tongue issue and counseling for her PTSD), and occasionally helps out at the hospital, but besides that lives a pretty slow (blessedly slow, sometimes) life.

Other
If anyone else wants to be a character from Titus, I can adjust stuff!

[Phloem]

Demetrius Chiklis

“

Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit,
For I am sick when I do look on thee.

”

Origin

A Midsummer Night's Dream

Name

Demetrius Chiklis

Age

24

Gender

Male

Personality

• [SELF-CONFIDENT] – Whether Demetrius realizes it or not, he picked up a lot of traits and skills from his father, one of which is his confidence in himself. Being born into a family of such high esteem, he’s used to keeping up the strong and positive image of the Chiklis name, but that confidence has seeped into his personal life as well. He has no issues justifying his own reasons for saying or doing what he wants, though he can be quick to tear down others for being “dumb”.
• [IRRESPONSIBLE] – The only thing Demetrius holds himself responsible for is… nothing. Was it his fault he’d gotten held up in the traffic and arrived five minutes late? Was it his fault that he’d accidentally left a borrowed book lying around, and that it had gotten stolen? Was it his fault that he’s just too damned attractive to belong on God’s green earth? The answer to those questions, of course, is a clear, resounding: no. In fact, the speed at which Demetrius runs away from responsibilities can only be rivaled by the speed at which he can pick up a girl.
• [VIOLENT] – As is his nature, Demetrius is a violent being. His aggression, whilst it can manifest itself in words, prefers to manifest itself in punches thrown. Angering Demetrius usually means risking a black eye, but there are a few people with whom he will go out of his way to punch a wall instead of their face. He’s constantly teetering on the edge, and it doesn’t take much to set him off.
• [MATERIALISTIC] – Demetrius doesn’t believe in the saying “less is more.” He believes that “more is better” - and the prettier or more expensive something is, the more worthwhile it’s bound to be. Objects, ownership, and wealth are his three most important priorities; the bigger things in life - like his future - aren’t priorities to him. After all, with his seemingly bottomless supply of cash, what doesn’t he deserve?
• [PERSISTENT] - Used to getting his own way for most of his younger years, Demetrius finds it hard to let go of anything once he has a grasp on it. He doesn’t hold back when it’s sucking up to a acquaintance to get on their good side, or wheedling yet another loan from his father. He’s willing to do whatever it takes to get someone to help him, and will try a million tactics before he’ll decide to give up --that is, if the other party still has the patience to deal with him then. He’s got his eyes set on Hermia, and a billion ways to pursue her. For someone like Demetrius, backing down just isn’t an option.
• [JEALOUS] – What Demetrius wants, Demetrius gets. Often though, what he wants is what somebody else has. The very thought of not being able to obtain it for himself drives him insane, and it’s well known around town that if you have something you really want to keep, not to let him hear about it. Because nine times out of ten, his jealousy will get the better of him and he will do all he can to get the object or person of his desire.

Biography

Demetrius grew up in Coventry, Warwickshire, the youngest son to a wealthy businessman and his beautiful wife. The Chiklis name, as one of the primary shipping magnates in the United Kingdom, were, and continue to be, one of the richest and most influential names on the continent. From the day he was born, Demetrius had everything he wanted handed to him on a silver platter. To outsiders, his life was enviable. But behind closed doors, things were quite different.

Demetrius’s parents were far too busy with work to deal with a child, and so, tended to leave him and his siblings in the care of a nanny. This detachment between parent and child, perhaps, was why Demetrius’s troubling behaviour went undetected. People never seemed to like staying around him for long, with the exception of Helena, a childhood friend. His carers had a curious habit of never lasting more than a month at a time - the frequency and intensity of his sometimes self-destructive tantrums driving them away from the Chiklis estate. Simply shrugging it off as the unreliability of the working class, Demetrius’s parents turned a blind eye to these so-called “episodes”. As far as they were concerned, there was nothing wrong with him -- well, apart from being spoilt rotten, that is.

Demetrius was the kind of kid who cut people's hair while they weren't looking, or caught bugs just to burn them under a magnifying glass. He even set fire to one of his classmates’s lockers -- by accident, of course, and no one was injured. Just by flashing those doe eyes of his, Demetrius got out of a lot of trouble as a child. But the final straw came during the first week of third form when Demetrius stabbed an upperclassman three times in the neck with a drawing compass for calling him names. Sitting in the headmaster’s office with his still-bloody hands folded in his lap, he had done his best to look contrite while his mother did all the talking.

Like all children that didn’t quite fit in, Demetrius had a lonely childhood. He blazed through the school curriculum all too quickly, driven to boredom and frustration by the lack of challenge that school presented. But it was only a matter of time until he graduated, and the then nineteen year-old Demetrius enrolled in Oxford that very same year. There, he threw himself into his coursework, desperate for something that would actually engage him. Of course, it didn’t help that whenever he returned home in the summer, Helena would be there, clinging onto him with all her might like a lovesick puppy. All that excess energy pumping through his veins needed somewhere to go, and Demetrius soon discovered where that ‘somewhere’ was.

Tired of Helena’s constant mithering, Demetrius was pleased to find out about an arrangement that his father had made while he’d been away. An engagement between him and Hermia, a girl from an equally affluent family, to keep both their wealth and reputation intact. Finally, he’d be rid of infuriating, pesky Helena. Or at least that’s what he thinks is going to happen. Little does Demetrius know, however, his fiancée has a fella on the side, though it’s not going to take him much longer to find out.

Other

Sixteen Saltines - Jack White

[Polyphemus]

Iago

Thus do I ever make my fool my purse.

Appearance


Origin
Othello

Name
Iago Armin

Age
29

Gender
Male

Personality
Handsome, wealthy, and virtually soulless, Iago is bored with life. His riches have left no hedonistic pursuits closed, and as such he has become jaded. His sole amusement left is schadenfreude. He enjoys manipulating others into doing things they would not do normally, and finds great pleasure in bad things happening to good people. However, he is also a coward- he finds violence unseemly and takes great pains to avoid having his actions discovered.

Outwardly, however, he is friendly and personable, always after a good jape or a party, just a man looking for a good time.

Biography
Born in Sydney, Australia, Iago Armin has known nothing but wealth and privilege. His family made their fortune in wine, owning fully two-thirds of the vineyards in the rich Australian countryside. Having since diversified into mining, logging, and commercial farming, their financial future is assured.

As such, Iago has always enjoyed the benefits of nearly unlimited wealth. Nothing has ever been denied him, no one has dared to tell him no. He has spent his life in pursuit of pleasures, leaving a string of heartbroken men and women all over the world. Lately, however, the commonplace pursuits of drinking, gambling, partying, and the like have begun to bore him. He has found a new plaything: human lives.

In Macau, he talked a maid at his hotel into jumping to her death off the balcony. In San Francisco, he convinced a man to murder his only son. In Copenhagen, he talked a powerful businesswoman into dissolving her company and becoming a nun. Messing with the lives of others has become his pastime, his way of convincing himself of his superiority.

A scheme played in Birmingham has led him to discover Stratford, and something about the place has appealed to him. Perhaps it is the Byzantine nature of the inhabitants, the two feuding families at the center, the other schemers and plotters. There is enough fun to be had here for some time. And so Iago has decided to make this his new home.

Let the games begin.

[Aphrodite]

Gertrude von der Maase

"O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain.. "

Origin
Queen Gertrude from Hamlet

Name
Gertrude von der Maase, Duchess of Glucksbierg

Age
43

Gender
Female

Personality

lascivious
Consumed with love for absent family and only temporarily charmed by mindless extravagances, Gertrude extends her affection and charisma in the only other way she knows how - sexually. Inclined to low cut silk blouses and wanton, sultry eyeshadows to attract the attention of which she had so much of in her youth that she now lacks in truant husband and cruel son, she exhibits a sensual need for physical pleasure, yet a reluctance to follow through with any flirtations due to devotion to her family.

motherly
Some people are born to be leaders, speakers or warriors; Gertrude was born to raise one. Stifled by a lonely childhood and unintentionally inattentive parents, she threw herself into mothering a son that would grow up to be vicious and bitter. Without a child to smother, Gertrude is forced to find other outlets to unleash her maternal instincts such as giving piano lessons to the children of Stratford. It is only an added bonus to these lessons that her manor and her afternoons are again filled with the bewitching sounds of a child's laugh.

materialistic
Those born of immeasurable wealth know not the pangs of hunger but of emptiness instead - a void inside of her that Gertrude fills with fancy trinkets and exquisitely designed jewelry. Not once is the lady of the manor seen without impeccably manicured nails, perfectly coiffed hair and silk and satin ironed to perfection, clinging to her willowy body. The need for such opulence is perhaps influenced by her otherwise barren life, devoid of familial love or true, deep emotional connections.

liar
White lies escape matte lips, bittersweet in their intentions, for Gertrude does not lie just to be lying. She lies for what she believes to be the good of those around her. And though she may be shallow and indifferent to most physical ailments, those of the heart she attempts to be mindful of, careful in the words she chooses so that they may not cause another sorrow whether they be true or not.

self-sacrificing
Gertrude may be blind to certain things - some intentionally, some not - but one thing she will never close her eyes to is the security of her family, especially her son. Though perhaps she wouldn't have been opposed to the idea had more time passed, it was against every fibre of her being to marry so soon after her dear husband's death, and to his brother at that - but at the cost of her son's inheritance, she had no choice, and she would sacrifice her very love for the child she bore.

Biography

An only child of an unimportant but fairly wealthy politician and his homely, beak-nosed wife, Gertrude was unexpectedly stunning in appearance. The combination of her father's pert nose and naturally flaxen hair with her mother's angular bone structure and willowy frame was to the little girl's advantage. Though her family's influence and power was mostly weightless in the grand scheme of British nobility, her golden curls and beautific steely grey eyes led to countless suitors of varying importance.

The most charming of these men was a Sir Hamlet von der Maase, a relatively important Duke of Glucksbierg ironically enough not even of British origin. Gertrude met him while studying in London as a preparatory school girl - he, a suave man with a charming Danish accent studying in England abroad at the behest of his father. She was smitten with the foreigner and not only for his handsome features and charismatic personality. He showered her with fine gifts and luxurious holiday trips. Gertrude was utterly spoiled.

When the British beauty graduated and began university, everyone knew it was only a matter of time before her older beau proposed - and propose he did, with only one request of her.

"Come back with me to Copenhagen, darling. I'll make you a Duchess, just as you deserve." And how could she refuse such a simple request when he offered her the world in return? So she went with him.

But even Gertrude, so accustomed to luxury and splendor, did not expect the opulence that awaited her in Denmark - nor did she expect the seething jealousy of her soon-to-be husband's brother, Claudius. His elder brother had laid claim to the family's fortune, but did he too have to bring home such a lovely, rosy cheeked bride as his own? But the younger brother hid his stormy thoughts underneath an appealing smile and Gertrude, ever so accustomed to men attempting to attract her attention and wanting desperately to impress her new family, thought nothing of Claudius.

"He's always felt in my shadow." Hamlet would later inform her softly, as if it were a secret. "He has everything he needs but wants for what he hasn't earned. He will grow into a man soon enough."

The wedding was set, and soon Claudius left Gertrude's thoughts. She was to become a wife and have a family, something her lonely childhood lacked. She thrived on the thought.

When her sweet baby boy was put in her arms, though, that was when Gertrude knew her life was complete. His father's eyes stared up at her, blinking drowsily, and though strands of hair stuck to her forehead and her dressing gown was falling off of her shoulders, she was complete. Her baby Hamlet was home, and oh how he would be spoiled - he would know the love of a parent that she herself had never known. Through all her faults, there was one thing Gertrude truly knew she was meant to excel at - motherhood.

The sounds of Gertrude's tinkling laugh and sweet baby Hamlet's innocent giggles filled the manor for years. She doted on her son unabashedly, and to her surprise, so did his Uncle Claudius. The man often made rounds to his sister-in-law when his brother was out, sneaking his young nephew candies as he more often than not snuck Gertrude little trinkets as well. The woman was delighted - she knew no better than a man attempting to find his way back into a family after spending so much time away, but young Hamlet was more perceptive. He threw tantrums whenever Claudius came round, refused the sweets offered to him despite his love of candies - somewhere in his little heart he knew something was wrong. Uncle Claudius was trying to take his mommy away.

As Hamlet got older, Gertrude's doting did not cease but his warm reception to it did - he became cold, refusing his mother's affection. This hurt Gertrude greatly, the woman that had done nothing but live for her son and family. She hadn't the faintest idea of why he acted so distant, but the answer lay in the pearl broach she wore on her blazer, gifted by Claudius with a glint in his eye.

One final blow left Gertrude staggering. When Hamlet was away at boarding school, his father and Gertrude's dear husband was shot and left for dead. It was thought to be a mugging at first, but they soon realised his wallet was still on him. It appeared he had just been shot to die. Gertrude was devastated, but one person was her pillar throughout it all - Claudius. He sorted through the funeral arrangements with her, held her when she cried and brought her tea and sat by her when she had no tears left.

Of course, when the family threatened to take the fortune from her - the fortune she thought was rightfully hers, the lifestyle of which she had become so accustomed to - and give it to the new heir of the estate, Claudius, Gertrude knew, even through her grief, what she must do. For the good of herself, for the good of her son and the hope that he would earn his birthright when he came of age, she married Claudius. It was only shortly after that that Claudius proclaimed to her that they must move.

"Copenhagen has not been very kind to me." The man explained. "Nor has it you. I believe that, after being so many years gone, home in England will do you much good. A small market town, Stratford. I've purchased an extravagent manor, designed to your tastes." The move was hasty and unexpected - if Gertrude had not had blinders on, she might have realised it to be something to do with the police closing in on Claudius related to the death of his brother, but the woman was blissfully ignorant of what she did not want to see, so again she uprooted her life in the name of her family.

Her son was furious, of course. The cold exterior he had once extended to her was now icy, biting in its chill. He held back none in accusing his mother of incestruous relations, a whorish personality - but Gertrude took the pain and loved her son even more because of it. She begged him to come with them to Stratford but he refused - he was going to continue his studies at university in Wittenberg.

Now, it's been three years since she's moved to Stratford and became the lonely lady in the large manor, alone so often that some believe she to be widowed, visited by her son not once and, although doted upon Claudius whenever he is home, left alone more often than not when he is off to attend to unsavory things she has an inkling upon, but no wish for it to be true. Gertrude asks for not much but the love of her son again - a love that has not been extended to her in years.

Other
If anyone wants to grab another character from Hamlet just tell me and I'll adjust Gertrude's biography accordingly.

[Sixsmith]

Benvolio Montague

“Thou art like one of those fellows that when he
enters the confines of a tavern claps me his sword
upon the table and says 'God send me no need of
thee!' and by the operation of the second cup draws
it on the drawer, when indeed there is no need.”
-Mercutio, Act III, Scene 1, Romeo and Juliet



Origin
Romeo and Juliet

Name
Benvolio Montague

Age
20

Gender
Male

Personality
— SYMPATHETIC —
Many find sympathy a weakness. To put a man upon one's shoulders acts only to weigh that person down. However, Benvolio knows only understanding in response to a troubled soul and Benvolio knows many a troubled soul within the Montague family. Willing himself the therapist, he frees his shoulder for those who need something to lean on and acts as an ear to those needing to vent their problems. With a friend like his cousin, no doubt does Benvolio find himself a voluntary shoulder for Romeo to wail his romantic woes away. Likely, this is a response for Benvolio desire to be needed and to color himself useful, though he knows he is not.

— MEDIATOR —
Driven by a desire for peace in the midst of, likely, centuries of strife and conflict, Benvolio's nature strives to conserve what never truly was. In doing so, Benvolio finds himself the agitator in situations he desired cease and the instigator in problems that he took to prevent from arising. Failings or no, nothing stops the young Montague from attempting to reach for something far gone and withheld from his reach. And his close friends and kinsmen bear witness to a man blind to the mistake of his own ideals.

— IDEALISTIC —
Ignorance comes in many forms, often stretching the entire spectrum of thought; Benvolio displays such ignorance in impossibilities. Naivete in a young mind means no difference to a parent and many assume ignorance as an inevitability for a growing child. Benvolio never grew out of the stage of imagination that plagues children. Thoughts of a nicer world, a kinder one, grace his mind daily and solutions that, in reality, reach a complexity rendered unfeasible, seem simple in the light of his mind. Thus, misfortune often follows Benvolio as if a cloud deferred, waiting for the moment to sink him in rain.

— ALTRUISTIC —
No kinder a man than Benvolio, with an arm and a leg at the ready to spare. Selfless in nature, Benvolio finds purpose in aiding those in need with whatever he has to give: a kind smile or a hand to help lift someone to their feet. Benvolio seeks only to help for the sake of helping—to pay it forward. But one as selfless and sure as Benvolio, of course, has no need for introspection; the ruin of a man who does not take it upon himself to aid himself. Ignorance runs deeper than ideals: it runs a man in with a blind eye to his own pain.

— SUPERCILIOUS —
Someone who finds themselves the aiding hand in almost every situation they put themselves in likely tends to look upon themselves in superiority. For Benvolio, this is no different and his mind wires itself to look upon what he does as acts of a man higher than others. Of course, that could also be attributed to the coddling of a father without a wife that stays long enough to attend to. As the only prized possession to a Montague ranked so high above the common folk, Benvolio garnered as much attention from his father as his father could give. In such, Benvolio never knew the meaning of humbleness, placing himself as a kind man looking to raise the poor folk up from attrition. The road to hell is paved in good intentions.

— PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE —
Mercutio feigns from telling a lie and, though he jests, it is not untrue that Benvolio's character sinks to the pettiness of a man who wishes no conflict, but to gain his way. Though straying from the title of a snake and manipulator, Benvolio does find himself at the behest of his own yearning and the need to accomplish such without arising conflict. A man such as he in a family like his, being a pacifist often means not getting what one wants. However, being born to a father with a penchant for spoiling his children, Benvolio grew up with the guile and wit to achieve something without the need to dip into assertive strife.

Biography
A child of the esteemed Montague family lead to more than just the wealth that accompanied the family name; it gave way to a common enemy at the moment of conception. Unlike his cousin, however, Cecilio Montague, a president to the crime division of Italy's Supreme Court of Cassation, took to his children in desperation. Due to the seedy nature of his father's dealings, Benvolio grew within a sheltered childhood and often staid hidden beneath the large shadow of his very own father. For Benvolio, life meant only his father and he and whatever mistress he held at arms length. With a mother that left them in the dust of her own frustrations, Benvolio had yet to know the touch of a mother—never the spoils of a wealthy father, though. Due to Cecilio's lack of commitment, for reasons unbeknownst to his son, Benvolio was showered in atention and affection unceasingly for his father knew only how to buy the love of another.

Swept away from Italy at a young age, Cecilio brought his child to the care of his cousin, Faustar. For what reason, his father had no mind to tell him and young Benvolio took to little Romeo for the attention he now lacked. A whirlwind of political coups and the shambles of two families ravaged by an endless, secret war took Benvolio by surprise in the sweep of its storm. The young Montague knew only spoils and wealth, not of the games his father and uncle played—fearful of the inevitable day he and his cousin get caught in the same mess.

Of course, Benvolio had no sense to observe what Romeo's father held in secret, nor of his own—not until he grew old enough himself. With frequent visits from his own parent, a broad on his hip for the day of the week, no alarms struck the boy himself and his innocent, blue eyes kept their virtuous hue. His father kept him preoccupied and, thus, withheld any horrors of the Montague crimes from reaching the boy's attentive ears. Romeo at his side and the Capulets a distant horror story, Benvolio saw the world in a light only his father allowed him to. Not knowing any better, Benvolio grew up with that same light and the same blinders tight in place.

Eventually, Benvolio broke free of his father's grip and found his own footing in the small town of Stratford. With his father in a distant home in Vienna, taking sanctuary from his own mistakes within Italy, Benvolio had free reign over his own devices. Unfortunately for him, Cecilio neglected to teach his son the actuality of the real world for fear of corrupting his own child and heir. That fear stretched in so far that Benvolio knew nothing outside of the extravagant homes of the Montagues. However, that didn't account for Benvolio's own intelligence and the boy no sooner took to the world than he did walking, without the support of a father too afraid of his past and a mother that refused to be there.

Growing up with ideals instilled into his head took Benvolio down a darker path, unfortunately. The world isn't necessarily a bad place, but it isn't happy either. Stricken by the hopelessness of his situation and the discovery of what the Montague name instilled, Benvolio's idealism took a turn for the worst. Willingly blind to the horrors of either family, Benvolio took to using Romeo and Mercutio as a crutch, though unknowing to it, at first. Pride willed Benvolio to stand upon his own two feet, but reality took that hope away from him and thus denial burdens him and his friends deeply.

Stratford carries the heavy burden of troubled souls and Benvolio among them lives within his own contradiction.

Other
-Benvolio has a knack for writing poetry
-Unlike Romeo's perpetual need for being smitten, there's only one individual that catches Benvolio's eye.



I'm more than willing to change the above biography should someone have anything that conflicts with it. I'd assumed the Montague and Capulet family were dipped into seedy crime and politics, but I attempted to keep that bit as vague as possible. I also gave Benvolio's father a name, since they didn't give him one and the guy wasn't seen in the play. Not entirely sure if his Montague is related to Romeo's Lord Montague in the way I implied, but I implied it and if that's not cool, then I'll likely change it. D;

[RPforthatPR]

Macbeth

“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.”

Origin
Macbeth; The Scottish Play

Name
Finlaich "Fin" Macbeth

Age
Late thirties

Gender
Male

Personality
Physically courageous, but self-doubtful. Very ambitious, but weak of mind. Has a knack for tricking people to manipulate them, though it is sometimes obvious that's he's doing so and it backfires.

Biography
Macbeth is a quite highly-esteemed Police Constable, one of the few policemen in Stratford. He's known to be a brave copper, with quite a few people in the town owing their lives to his courage. He aspires to be much more than Police Constable, though, as the Chief of Police Duncan is getting quite old. There's word he's heavily influenced, if not dominated, by his wife, who is a strong-willed woman.

Other
-Very strong, quite muscular
-Brave

[ArenaSnow]

“Thou villain Capulet, Hold me not, let me go.”

Appearance

Right in here.

Origin
"Romeo and Juliet"

Name
Lord Faustar Montague

Age
52

Gender
Male

Personality
A little bit stuck up in nature (he is rather wealthy and, essentially, a gang lord), but he sees through with his family and his house, being more generous than sometimes he should be with his sons. He does, however, have a great loathing for the Capulets, never shying from tirades on their worthlessness and other such things. If there's a big fight about, then he is likely to join in like he did in his youth.

Biography
Born into a fairly rich family that is one of the town's pillars of community, he was quickly dragged into the politics of the Montague/Capulet underground war.

Being an only son, he enjoyed luxuries of being one of the house's finest as well as being in charge of pretty much everyone. He became popular with the grunts working with the family by participating in disputes and actions against the Capulets. He continued this right up until he became 40, when he had a family to take care of. He kept his reputation while continuing the feud, while trying to be a "family man". Success is apparent, although he is getting pressure from the outside and citizens alike for continuing what has been a war that has dragged on for many years.

Other
(more later, perhaps)