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Name: Mitchell 'Micky' Woulfe
Age: 22
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Occupation: Musical Theatre Student at College/Works at his brother and sister-in-law's music store
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 156 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue
Skin Tone: Fair
Appearance:
It is a known fact by those who know him that Micky has no sense of fashion. The majority of his closet holds t-shirts and shorts. At least he has the common sense to dress in a buttonup and jeans for work. His hair though is just a mess he hates to get it cut so usually he lets it grow to the point of it being akin to a helmut before it must go. He does keep himself in shape riding his bike everyday.
Likes: Musicals, Broadway, Biking, Outdoors, Honesty, Deep Discussions, Piano, Reading, Pizza
Dislikes: Liars, Solitude, Steryotyping, Broccoli, Coffee, Tea
Positive Traits: Kind, Friendly, Exciteable, Polite, Encouraging, Trustworthy, Humble
Negative Traits: Naive, Childish, Impulsive, Emotianal, Distractable
Perfect Date: "The perfect date. Hmm, oh I know. Have you ever heard of Carowinds? Well, it's like a carnival but ten times better. We could ride all the rides, eat cotton candy, and later we could go putt-putt. It'd be so fun."
Worst Date: "Sitting in some fancy shmancy restaurant. Two people staring at each other while trying to talk and eat makes me cringe a little."
Skills:
Brief History:
The wind blew on his face and through his hair as Micky rode on his trusty ride down the steep slope. He wasn't supposed to do this but as long as he didn't get caught it was almost as if it didn't happen. Well, as long as his family was concerned. The young man couldn't keep himself from racing around the small town on his bike at any chance he got. It was a good thing he was a skilled rider or else he'd be bruised head to toe all the time.
As he entered the main section of town Micky slowed down as there was the risk of being spotted by his family as he neared Sonic Beats, Ollie and Noelle's music store. He quickly secured his bicycle with not one but two locks and entered his place of work. "I'm here Elle. What did you want to show me?" His sister-in-law looked up at him from the box of new merchandise. Quickly she grabbed a brochure from the table and showed it to him. "Hey, Micky. You've heard of TAP, right? Your mom was mentioning how you have yet to ever go on a date and Ollie mentioned TAP. We all got talking about it, well other than your brothers, and agreed it may be a good idea."
"Oh, I don't know. I don't need a girlfriend that desperately, do I?"
"Well, you don't have to but you should really think about it." Micky shook his head taking the brochure promising he'd give it some thought. However, he completely forgot about it.
Micky shuffled around the stacks of notebooks on his desk until a small brochure fell out and to the floor. Picking up the parchment with an inquisitive glance, "What's this? TAP?" Micky then spent a few moments reading it and finally said, "This sounds cool!"
Color Code: saddlebrown
Face Claim: Tye Sheridan
Theme Song:
Name: Mitchell 'Micky' Woulfe
Age: 22
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Occupation: Musical Theatre Student at College/Works at his brother and sister-in-law's music store
The Body
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 156 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue
Skin Tone: Fair
Appearance:
It is a known fact by those who know him that Micky has no sense of fashion. The majority of his closet holds t-shirts and shorts. At least he has the common sense to dress in a buttonup and jeans for work. His hair though is just a mess he hates to get it cut so usually he lets it grow to the point of it being akin to a helmut before it must go. He does keep himself in shape riding his bike everyday.
The Soul
Likes: Musicals, Broadway, Biking, Outdoors, Honesty, Deep Discussions, Piano, Reading, Pizza
Dislikes: Liars, Solitude, Steryotyping, Broccoli, Coffee, Tea
Positive Traits: Kind, Friendly, Exciteable, Polite, Encouraging, Trustworthy, Humble
Negative Traits: Naive, Childish, Impulsive, Emotianal, Distractable
Perfect Date: "The perfect date. Hmm, oh I know. Have you ever heard of Carowinds? Well, it's like a carnival but ten times better. We could ride all the rides, eat cotton candy, and later we could go putt-putt. It'd be so fun."
Worst Date: "Sitting in some fancy shmancy restaurant. Two people staring at each other while trying to talk and eat makes me cringe a little."
Skills:
- Can ride a bike. <--- I'mma use this cause he is really good at it.
- Singing
- Piano
- Baseball
- Being a great shoulder to lean on
- General Geek culture buff
Brief History:
- Born the last child of five. Two of which are twins and another child, later on, was adopted making him the youngest of six
- Extremely sheltered as a kid by parents and siblings.
- Grew up in smalltown America.
- On one vacation to New York City when seven he fell in love with Broadway.
- Many friends. Zero girlfriends.
- Started college and work.
- Played baseball for his college first two years.
- Did this COMPLETELY on impulse.
The Story
The wind blew on his face and through his hair as Micky rode on his trusty ride down the steep slope. He wasn't supposed to do this but as long as he didn't get caught it was almost as if it didn't happen. Well, as long as his family was concerned. The young man couldn't keep himself from racing around the small town on his bike at any chance he got. It was a good thing he was a skilled rider or else he'd be bruised head to toe all the time.
As he entered the main section of town Micky slowed down as there was the risk of being spotted by his family as he neared Sonic Beats, Ollie and Noelle's music store. He quickly secured his bicycle with not one but two locks and entered his place of work. "I'm here Elle. What did you want to show me?" His sister-in-law looked up at him from the box of new merchandise. Quickly she grabbed a brochure from the table and showed it to him. "Hey, Micky. You've heard of TAP, right? Your mom was mentioning how you have yet to ever go on a date and Ollie mentioned TAP. We all got talking about it, well other than your brothers, and agreed it may be a good idea."
"Oh, I don't know. I don't need a girlfriend that desperately, do I?"
"Well, you don't have to but you should really think about it." Micky shook his head taking the brochure promising he'd give it some thought. However, he completely forgot about it.
Three Weeks LaterMicky shuffled around the stacks of notebooks on his desk until a small brochure fell out and to the floor. Picking up the parchment with an inquisitive glance, "What's this? TAP?" Micky then spent a few moments reading it and finally said, "This sounds cool!"
The Ether
Color Code: saddlebrown
Face Claim: Tye Sheridan
Theme Song:
