PARKER, Scott Patrick

name Scott Patrick Parker
nickname Scottie (most friends call him such)
age 22
gender Male
grade Barrie University Senior
hometown Lexington, Massachusetts
sexuality Gay (In the closet)
personification Geppetto
status Dormant
face claim James Franco

hair color Brown, generally kept cut short.
eye color Brown
build Well, Scott was never particularly known for his muscles. In fact, for the entirety of his life he’s been rather on the skinny side. It’s something he’s kind of self conscious about, to be honest.
height 5’10”
clothing style Most of the time, Scott can’t be bothered to change out of his sculpting clothes, so he’ll be spotted out and about in public wearing paint and clay stained shirts and ripped jeans, but when he actually feels like changing into socially acceptable clothing he has an affinity for vests and button down shirts.
distinctive traitsWhile working on a project, Scott tends to not really pay attention to or listen to what else is going on, thus conversations with him during such periods tend to be rather one sided as he just barely repeats whatever the last thing was that someone said.

personality
...playful* Scott has always loved to tease his friends about things, whether it be by coming up with nicknames ranging from stupid to nasty or just mocking their general traits. While it’s never meant to be malicious, Scott has a tendency to go overboard sometimes, and make fun of topics that are meant to stay off limits.

...outgoing* Scott likes to surround himself with as many people as possible. He loves to befriend younger peers in order to have friends that can look up to him. He finds it reassuring to know that there are numerous people who care about him and he honestly does love to have a large group of people around so he always has time to go out and do something with one of them.

...terrified of being alone*Scott hates any downtime he has. While he can stand it when working on a sculpture, and often even demands it, it’s the time where he has nothing to do but be alone with his thoughts that plague him the most. He has an awful tendency to over analyse every action and memory when these time happen, worrying about whether or not people really due like him, or if they suspect that he’s gay. He’s utterly horrified that someday someone will out him, or figure something out, and it will be then that everyone he knows and is close to leave him because they’re utterly disgusted by homosexuality.

...conflicted* Secretly, Scott is often at odds with himself concerning his sexuality. While he has mostly come to accept the fact that he’s gay and there isn’t much that could happen to change that, he still harbors some dreams deep within him that one day he’ll wake up and it will all have changed like magic. After getting expelled from the family, he became agnostic, and he no longer knows what he believes as far as religion are concerned. He still sometimes will pray that a miracle will occur and everything will be all better. While he can’t see it ever happening, what he wants more than anything is to finally be welcomed back into the household and back into his family.
past
Scott had always loved his family. He had always adored the fact that they were such a close knit, tightly woven family that could go to each other for anything. His mom had always taught him the philosophy that sharing what was going on in each others lives at dinner was what made each other stronger. If something happened at school, like name calling or someone not getting invited to a birthday party it would be brought up at the dinner table which doubled as a therapists office, and everyone would voice their opinion and reassure the family member that it was alright. Scott grew up hearing his parent’s past experiences with such trivial childhood problems, and he truly felt that it was what helped him get through the social war zone that was elementary school. Every Sunday they would go as a family to church and pray together, yet another aspect that Scott adored, as he felt that he was integrated into an entire community of people that met there every week. It made him feel part of something.

It was when he entered High School that he first started having doubts about his own identity. While other guys would be on their third or fourth girlfriends, Scott had remained decidedly abstinent. He had cared for girls, sure, but he doubted it was in quite the same way that others did. It was perhaps most evident to him from the dreams. The dreams which decidedly did not fit the heterosexual future he had expected for himself. The dreams that plagued him with wonderful feelings and yet at the same time made him question who exactly he was, as the faithful church-going persona that he had been raised with seemed at odds with the deviant homosexual urges he felt within.

Slowly, he felt himself begin to break away from the open family that he had been raised with. How could he share his secrets if it was obvious that they would disapprove. He doubted that all the familial love in the world would be able to accept him as they heard at church every Sunday about the horrid change that had taken the state by storm of legalizing same sex marriage. Secretly, Scott began following the legal debate, and watching video clips of gay couples who had been affected for the better by the recent legalization. He didn’t understand how making two people so happy could possibly be a bad thing. It was making him question his faith if he was expected to think that tearing down two happy men who had the same urges he did could be right.

By Senior year of high school, Scott felt that there was only one way to be happy. He constantly was weighing the choice of whether to come out or whether to stay forever in the closet. It was a tough choice to make. On the one hand, his family seemed so accepting, and they had always been there for him. He just wanted to go back to a time where there were no secrets kept between him and the rest of his family. On the other hand, he knew that they disapproved of other kids who had come out as gay. One of his best friends, a lesbian that had come out in freshman year, was banned from coming to the house.

Finally, halfway through senior year, he decided it was time. He could come out of closet and damn the consequences. If the kids at school looked down on him for it, then he would be long gone in just a few months, and by then he had truly built up the idea that his family would accept him no matter what.

Unfortunately for him, he had gotten it all wrong. Surprisingly, the kids at school seemed unphased by his big reveal. It was the members of his family that turned on him, like a pack of hungry wolves which held no connection to him. No matter how he tried to explain that he hadn’t chosen to be that way, or how he promised that he loved them all the same, it made no difference. He couldn’t persuade them to love him again. It took only one night for him to go from living blissfully in a house full of people he had once shared his deepest secrets with, to being kicked out and told to never bother coming back, as they feared he would be a bad influence on his younger brother Andy.

Heartbroken and doubting himself more than ever, Scott moved in with his friend, at least until college. It was then that he decided that in order to keep himself from being ridiculed or hurt, he would stay in the closet. He had already gotten a scholarship to that university in New York, and it would be far enough away in a big enough city that no one would know him. No one would know that he was gay. He would be a new face there, and he would keep his mouth shut on his sexuality. If everyone thought he was straight, he would be alright. Coming out had only ruined his life and he didn’t want anything to do with it.
present
Four years later, Scott has moved on to the best of his ability. He ignores the memories of painfully being banished from his home and feeling unwanted. He tries to forget the moments where he saw his mother in the supermarket and wanted nothing more than to run into her loving arms, but she refused to make eye contact or even acknowledge his presence. Majoring in art and sculpting at Barrie University, he believes that he has completely convinced everyone he knows that he’s straight, and has no desire to change that any time soon. A few times he’d even drunkenly made out with some girls, which had foolishly given him the hope that maybe he had been wrong about that whole situation, and he could return home, but it didn’t take long to figure out that it had just been the alcohol talking for him, and he was in fact drawn only to men.

He works mostly with ‘found art,’ incorporating items that he picks up at flea markets and vintage stores. He likes the idea that he is giving new life to things that were once thrown away. He enjoys the metaphor for his own thrown out life, that even something that wasn’t wanted anymore can still be used to create something beautiful.
He IS happy for the most part, however, as he has found a group of friends that he honestly enjoys being around and joking with. Barrie University was the perfect place for him to find new people and experience new things. The enormous city of New York always has something to do, something going on, some new art gallery that was displaying some fantastic work by an up and coming artists that he HAD to see. It is the perfect lifestyle for him to be able to forget about his past, as by the end of the day he’s usually too tired from all the insanity to mourn his broken family.
family
David Parker - Father- Building Contractor - 54
Laura Parker - Mother - Stay at home mom - 50
Andy Parker - Brother - 17
likes Modern Art
Sculpting/painting any of his new pieces
Hunting around in vintage shops for things to add to his art
Drinking with friends
Heading to art galleries to scope out new trends in the art world
Playing loud music while working on his art
Being part of a group
dislikes
Being alone
Getting distracted while trying to work on a project
Feeling paranoid about his secret getting found out
Westboro Baptist Church
Swimming - Scott never learned how. It’s kind of sad, really, but the most he ever does is dip his feet in the water.
other notesScott really just wants to be loved

book title Pinocchio
backstory Geppetto was a lonely old guy who carved wood to make pretty clocks and puppets ‘n shit, and he was pretty damn good at it if Disney is to be believed. He was totally the man as far as wood carving was concerned, but he wanted something more than living like a hermit with billions of clocks, so one night he was all “Dayum, it would be totally awesome if that puppet I made could talk to me” or something, and hey! Lo and behold, magical fairy magic did the trick. Turns out his kid was kind of an idiot with ADHD that couldn’t manage to walk across the city in the middle of the day to get to school, but that was mostly a well dressed bugs fault, so Geppetto can’t really be held responsible for that one. Then he got swallowed by a whale, but that turned out to not be so bad. Oh, and in the end his kid was fine, which was totes cool.

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age Sixteen
gender Ask my Y chromosome
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