Saturday, 24 March 2012

Lance Edited

I had a read through the five outline entries I did for Lance and both edited and familiarized myself more with the character I've created. Here is the edited, first part of Lance's character. The bits I've added/changed are in bold.


Lance Rice


Lance rice is a seventeen year old Neo-Nazi and he likes wearing his grey overcoat all the time which is why he doesn't like the summer. He got an A.S.B.O for getting drunk showing a policeman the swastika shaved into his pubes. His eyebrows are very bushy as when he was younger he wanted to show his Neo-Nazi siblings how cool and committed he was by frequently shaving off his eyebrows. His brothers egged him on untill their long suffering mother got worried after Lance intently asked her where she got her laser hair removal done. He is the middle child and least successful academically, his only GCSE A grade was in religious studies. He calls himself a christian but he doesn't go to church. He pretends to know a lot about the northern Ireland crisis but has in the past got the IRA and IPA beer confused. He reads a lot of Beatrix Potter and identifies most with Tom Kitten's character. He has a danish pen pall whom he plans on loosing his virginity to. His (few) mates and brothers tease him about "waiting" for the right girl and Lance keeps on kidding himself that it's not that nobody wants to shag him but that he's waiting for "a clean, pure and strong cervix that is ready to accept his seed". His pen pall is only talking to him because she wants his collection of Beatrix Potter books (they are in mint condition). Seeing as nobody wants to sleep with him without a condom on (he does look quite dirty) getting action doesn't look likely. He writes poetry which he gets "published" through him paying for space in loot. By advertising items nobody wants to buy (namely swastika tie clips and Dr Martin Boots with flashing lights in the heels). 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 the song "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. Lance doesn't talk much to most people but he does come out of his shell when he is around someone he feels superior to. For a while this can be misconstrued by some as being confidence/having a sunny disposition. His three good friends his age have been mates with him since they were all very small. They are all into their music and they like doing jackass stunts together. They are like brothers however Lance is still a bit of a black sheep at times. All four of them live on the same road in Hendon, North London. Other than black people Lance is most afraid of all forms of Physical pain. He frequently crosses the road to avoid any dodgy looking people approaching, much to the annoyance of his friends. They persuade him to take self defense classes but he says that he doesn't have the time as he's about to start writing his musical. He's been about to start writing his musical for the past five years. The real reason he doesn't want to do the classes is because of his brother and he doesn't want to be seen to be trying to be like his brother in any way as he knows that it will just make him look silly. Lance got a little scare the other day when his brother thought he'd try writing a novel on the side of his cage-fighting career. Lance's dad takes the piss out of Lance by calling him gay (who could blame him). Lance manages to always fluff what might actually be a reasonable retort involving how his brother plays with scantily clad men in a cage for a living. Lance probably gets his nervous wreck/sunny disposition from his relationship with his dad. Whilst his dad may be mean to his son and syphon off money he still makes an effort as a dad. But it's usually the wrong sort. His dad doesn't seem to have grown up, he takes the boys to strip clubs, gets tattoos with the boys and really doesn't seem to mind that his three sons are Neo-Nazis. Then his father drinks and doesn't talk to his children for days and sits in front of the telly watching awful shows like deal or no deal. This wayward upbringing is probably the closest one might say Lance is to living in a "broken home". Lance's dad has never cheated on his wife, although he's had his fair share of the ladies he now couldn't really be bothered. Lance doesn't really know where he'll be in twenty years. He used to be adamant that he was going to be a variety of things, last year he was convinced of being the following; an actor, a golf caddie, a high jump coach, a daemon headmaster, a lumberjack. Finally though he learnt his lesson after getting drunk whilst watching Britain's got Talent and realising that having a dream is bloody embarrassing. Lance likes to show off in front of his friends when a tamp or charity fundraiser pesters him by giving them an inventive rebuke. He only does these things though when around his friends and especially when he's drunk. He drinks a lot, frequently on his own and without others knowing. He takes great pride in his alternative taste in alcohol; obscure ales and Russian whiskey being his weapons of choice. He despises people who drink spiced rum. Along with musical soundtracks he likes a variety of punk rock bands, Rolf Harris, The Cure and country music. Many people think that he's only listening to country music to fit in with his white power counterparts in America. He used to be quite close with his mum, however thanks to his progression through adolescence he has become embarrassed to spend as much time with her, as he has realized that he is a bit of a mummy's boy. To everyone else however it appears as though Lance is ashamed of his mum's disability. Nobody has mentioned this to him and he has never considered the issue and so it is the source of much tension and resentment amongst the family. He doesn't plan on voting BNP when he is of age. He doesn't plan on voting at all as he believes politics as it is, is weak and that nobody in Westminster has a clue about what is good for the nation. Politics is what really brings him and his brother together. They indulge in collective rants about the government, coated in dogmatic ideas and ignorance. He likes to consider himself well read, he in reality he only reads Stephen King, the rest of his library is whatever WH Smith has on special offer. Lance rarely sleeps more than four hours a night and has been like this since he entered his teens. What makes things worse is that he eats a lot of sugar, giving him regular sugar lows. He doesn't do any drugs and to the amazement of his friends, whenever they have been taking stimulants he is miraculously always the last one left awake. People suspect he has A.D.H.D as once he nicked an American exchange student's ritalin, took it and became a normal human being. He never the less has done his fair share of drugs. Lots of them. After six months he had become bored with all of them though. He always sleeps dead straight, facing up as if in a coffin he has done this ever since he rolled off the top of a bunk bead when he was seven. He is just as much of a homophobe as everyone in his family and he doesn't realize that his choice of idols would suggest otherwise; Richard O'Brien, Kenneth Williams and Kevin Spacey. When he is bored he likes to go London Zoo, The Science Museum and the London Transport Museum. Frequently he gets into prolonged conversations with bus drivers when boarding the bus and it holds everyone up. Although he doesn't like to think about the future he thinks a lot about old age. One way in which he is quite wise is in his acceptance of the fact that we all grow old and die and that in old age we have a greater capacity to accept life as it is and - partly due to life's "work" being over and done with - loose all the worries that plague humans in their youth such has those regarding careers, money and relationships. Unfortunately he is the very opposite of what he preaches; he is frequently agitated by the most trivial of things, he is almost running from his future yet is still worried about his career, money and relationships and he pretends to himself that he isn't. He is very much a glass half empty person and he thinks the grass is always greener on the other side. He doesn't really go to the other side though, at least not intentionally.



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