Here's round two of my two main character's outlines.
Lance
He is more afraid of black people than hateful towards them, obviously though it doesn't come across that way. It stems from a Paintballing incident when he was ten when one of the Marshals who happend to be black got bored and decided to start firing at him thus making him "colored". He ended up very colored, black and blue mostly all over from the bruising. He lives in his older brother's shadow, his older brother (Horace) being a UFC champion. His mother can't walk and his father has gotten pretty sick of taking care of her so he has been syphoning off Horace's prize money over the past year to pay for his mother's care, all unbeknownst to her. The three children obviously resent their father for doing so but keep their mouths shut for want of not upsetting their mother. Lance's dream is to write a cult musical like the Rocky Horror Show. Richard O'brien being a fellow baldy is a bit of an idol of his. He once met him on Tottenham Court Road and they signed each other's skinheads. When he can't get to sleep at night he sings Time Warp to himself, if only in the hope that it will induce his favorite recurring dream where he is performing in the Rocky Horror Show. He does not know it yet but he has abnormally large amounts of estrogen. He shows little hope in the facial hair department but it doesn't stop him proudly displaying his minimal bum-fluff. He is quite tall (six foot five) and if he is good at anything, it's the high jump. One of is few friends is the caretaker at Paddington recreation ground who lets him use the equipment on the athletics track there whenever he wants to for free, even in darkest Winter.
Miles
He thinks that his greatest fear is being a failure and not living up to his family's needs and expectations but with a first in Politics and three very upwardly mobile years at the law-firm it looks like there is very little chance of that happening any time soon. Although he doesn't know it yet his greatest fear is not living a very long life. He is very scared of death and whenever the topic comes up - say when people casually mention what they want to do before they die - he tries to divert the topic and peppers the conversation with bad jokes and nervous laughter. Although he has a sense of humor, he isn't a particularly funny guy. The only instances he makes jokes in are around his family and they usually fall flat. When they do get a laugh it is usually out of pity. Miles never really considers the fact that he isn't funny, but he does sense a fair degree of discomfort whenever his jokes don't work. He quickly pretends it didn't happen though and suppresses the unease thereby adding to his underlying tension. Whilst Miles' family are all keen church goers, he is an Atheist but when asked to go into detail about his reasons or discuss religion in any way he always manages to weave in political reasons as to why he doesn't like religion and not why there isn't a god. As a joke, for a Christmas present his nephew Emile (who is the son of Miles' very different and Jovial younger brother) pretended not to know that Miles is an Atheist and got him a twelve hour dvd box set of live recordings from an Evangelical Christian speaker "The Exalted Pastor Pete". Knowing full well that Miles would be far too polite about not liking it, Emile suggested that Miles watch all of it on Christmas day. Emile told his parents that this year he'd like to stay at his uncle's for the night just to see Miles torture himself and sit thorough all twelve hours of the dvd so as not to arouse any suspicion that he wasn't satisfied. Although Miles is a good, nice and polite individual he's not that nice and the following Christmas he thought he'd get back at Emile by knitting him a wooly christmas jumper. The joke still remains on Miles as Emile really likes it and wears it all year round, plus Miles did put a stupid amount of effort into brushing up on his knitting skills (his dad taught him when he was younger) as well as money on some quite nice wool from Liberty's. Miles doesn't daydream that often. Whenever he does he feels very guilty. He does not believe in coincidences and never wishes anyone good luck; "luck is like a group of carol singers; you don't really see it these days and it's only appreciated by the type of people who don't understand the stock market"
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