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Name : Braden MacCrimmon
Nicknames : Really? How does one shorten Braden?
Bra? Braid? Den?
This does not compute.

Age : 19
Birthday : August 27th
Sign : Virgo
Gemstone : Peridot

Bloodtype : B

Favourite Food : Fast-food french fries.
Hated Food : Haggis. God this stuff tastes nasty.

School : Sovereign Heights

Hobbies :
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The bagpipes - It started with his father making him learn, as he's not actually all that interested in his Scottish heritage. Once he realised they were a real challenge, however, and not something he could master in ten minutes he wouldn't let the damn things alone. He will get good at them.

Cliff diving - He doesn't get the chance to do it often, but there's just something about the jumping that gets his blood pumping. He's not one for the falling or the landing, but by God the jump is great enough to make them worth it.

Track & Field - Boy loves to run. Even if he's not the fastest or most efficient runner, he loves the exhilaration and simplicity of simply running.

Virtues :
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"Never give up! Never surrender!" - Braden is unrelenting. In all aspects of his life he does not quit in getting things done, voicing his opinions, and standing up for what he believes is good. Even when all odds appear to be against him; such as his good ol' Dad and the Failure Brigade(i.e. - His family).

"This is fantastic!" - Braden embraces life with gusto. Or rather, with a natural exuberance. Even if life isn't so awesome he believes that everything has a big-bright, shining, silver lining and all you have to do to make things better is grab life by the balls and hang on. It's the only way he can get himself through the hardships of constantly disappointing those he loves.

"I'm watching you" - When you're essentially raised to be seen and not heard- observation is key. He has a quick mind that enjoys soaking up all information available to him and making note of it. He probably won't use what he observes in the day-to-day, but it's still there. Up in his noggin.

Self-contained - It's very important to note that just because Braden is a "grab life by the horns" and "never back down" sort of fellow, he is not loud and boisterous. He simply isn't that type of person. He's got a quiet intensity about him, as opposed to something akin a golden retriever.

Flaws :
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Low-low self esteem - He's constantly trying to improve himself because he never believes he's any good, because he's always told he's never any good. He could be the best bag-piping cross-country running, cliff diver in the UNIVERSE and he would still apologize for not meeting expectations or for not tying his shoes properly. Braden constantly believes that everyone is better than he is. At everything.

Critical paranoia - He KNOWS that no one actually likes him, it's just a conspiracy to build his ego before smashing it on the rocks and breaking him. He does not truly believe he is loved. This especially extends to his family, they've never told him as such but he knows it's why they're always so disappointed in him. He won't go out of his way to include people in his life because of this, and will therefor be that much more suspicious should someone else make the effort to get to know him. It is a vicious cycle, and one that leaves others a great opportunity to do exactly what he already fears is true.

"That there's a creeper" - Braden gets lost in just how intense he can be when something excites him. You know that guy at lunch; the one with the dark circles under his eyes and he's talking about how amazing the last track meet was? That's probably Braden. He scares people off more often than not with this behavior. Cementing in his mind that he just isn't meant to have friends.

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Eyes: Dark, denim blue, in a smoky sort of way. They're always skewed up into a deep-thinking determined way. How he doesn't have constant headaches, I don't know.

Hair: Short, dark sandy blonde, and badly chopped. Stops just above his ears in a scraggly way, the fringe above his eyes would form into a downward facing point in the middle of his forehead, except it goes up as he's always grabbing it in his hands when he thinks.

Face: Allergic to the sun type of pale, with a freckling and a constant sun-burn across the bridge of his nose and cheeks from running outside and other hobbies. He wears a "soul patch" under his bottom lip with no mustache to match. 'Staches itch and are gross.

Fashion:
School - Everything is school-regulated. He likes to switch out his loafers or dress shoes with cloth sneakers occasionally. Tie: Loose.

At home - Casual slacks ranging in color and pattern, paired with a t-shirt and zip-up hoodie of some kind.

Out & About - A step up from his home wear. Braden replaces the hoodie with a sports jacket to match the slacks, and finds a complimentary hat.

Family :

Father : Doug Hugh MacCrimmon - Age 56 - Carpenter
- Braden and Doug do not get along at all. Doug views his only son as a vast disappointment physically, emotionally, and intellectually. This is a man that considers himself "discerning" when really he's a controlling d**k. Braden will do all he can to gain his father's love and approval, even though he'll tell you he doesn't care.

Mother : Geraldine Ann MacCrimmon - Deceased
- Braden believes his mother is part of the reason his father hates him. This time- He might be right. Geraldine died when Braden was 5, and other than being a male Braden takes after her more than anything. Looks, personality, and interests. This either makes it very hard on Doug to witness, or he really is just a controlling d**k.

There are various Aunts, Uncles, and Cousins that come in and out all the time in Braden's life but they're all related to Doug and tend to treat Braden as more of a useless house-pet or decoration instead of a human being.

I think that's the fun of it? He could go any which-way. Though with his intensity and enthusiasm for life and all it's glories, I think this might be the thing that starts the breaking down of his esteem issues. Giving him purpose higher than the approval of his family.

... I will put this in the Cavalier section and hopefully it will make more sense.

Thank you~ That's a great idea! I guess I kind of take it for granted that my husband and his family are proud of their Scottish heritage, but that they never really say why. It's just always stuff they have about, and an attitude they have. xD

Pst!
I like the nod to the claymore but just a heads up that it got mentioned in passing ((If I dig it up again I'll direct link you)) - that Cav's all get Rapier's, they don't get to choose their swords I'm afraid!

I~ Added a bit more background and changed some things around. Nothing has changed, I just think it flows better now.