Nick Bottom
Name Given at Birth: Nicholas Bottom
Nicknames: Bottom the Weaver
Hometown or where you were born: Canterbury
Current Residence: for now Canterbury, but soon, by my oath, I shall reside in London or some other great city where all may know me for the extraordinary actor that I am.
Age: God hath graced me with two score and some years of life.
Class: by birth my circumstance is humble, by talent I am without peer.
What do you do, your main function in life/society: I earn my wage as a common weaver, howe’re my passion and vocation is that of a thespian.
Have you ever gone skinny-dipping / do you know how to swim: nay, I have not time for such pedestrian pursuits.
Do you make fun of people: oft times in the true performance of a play, the device of satire must be employed to full convey that which the play treats on.
Favorite Color: Royal Blue. It is the color that best suits a man of my talent.
Have you ever committed or been convicted of a crime: the greatest crime I have committed is that so many have yet to witness one of my performances.
Closest friends/How did you meet: Francis Flute, the bellows mender. Though of smaller talent than I, he also has a love of the theater. We have performed in many plays together.
One Pillow or two: two, the luxury of two pillows befits one of my talent.
Pets: nay, I have not the means to care for one.
Favorite Type of Music: I favor lively percussion, drums and bones, to support the performance of the dance.
Hobbies/Pastimes: Since I have yet to earn a wage upon the stage, I must still call playing to be a pass time.
Personal Hygiene: as good as can be for one who earns an honest wage with the sweat of one’s brow.
Favorite Food: Strawberries. They can be had for such a short span of time, one must savor them when they are about.
Are your parents alive, do you get along with them: Nay, they are no longer among us.
If your parents are dead, when and how did they die: Mother died in the birthing bed when I was just a sprout of a lad. God saw fit to call my father home several winters past.
Favorite place to relax: a quiet place in the woods to study my lines
Favorite Holy Day / Why: The Harvest Festival, of course, or any other occasion where my fellows and I may play for the townsfolk.
Favorite Drink: sweet honey mead
What's your bedtime: most nights, after I have finished weaving and had my supper. Quite late on evenings when my fellow players have our rehearsal.
What, if anything, do you usually wear on your feet: I am fortunate to have stout boots to wear.
Are you married or single: I am as yet unwed, howe’re, once I have made my fortune playing my parts before the great Nobles of Europe, for certain I shall find my heart’s desire.
Do you have a family / who are they: no blood relatives do still live, but all thespians are my brothers.
Favorite Entertainment: the musical interlude before my fellow players take the stage.
Favorite Subject in School or Chore growing up: learning my letters, of course. How else would I be able to learn my parts.
Least Favorite Subject in School or Chore growing up: weaving, I suppose. It was the family business.
Favorite Sport: fencing, as presented in our plays.
Most Humiliating Moment: as a lad, many times I would steal my way into the theater to watch the actors ply their craft. Once, I was overly enthusiastic in giving applause and I did come to the attention of the theater manager. He gave me a sound thrashing before throwing me bodily into the street.
Proudest Moment: when I did present the role of Hercules. I moved the audience to tears of sorrow and fright so terrible was my visage as Hercules.
Craziest Person or silliest you know: That would have to be the beggar Dustbin. He is of sweet heart and gentle disposition, but all can see that his ladder is a few rungs short of reaching the hay loft.
What do you look for in the opposite sex: eyes as blue as the sky, hair the color of ripe wheat, a voice as sweet as a nightingale, a heart as gentle as a doe, and skilled in the use of needle and thread so myself and my fellow players will always have fine costumes.
In our Hierarchical Society everybody has somebody "over" them, Who is your immediate "overlord" As a weaver, I must look to the Guildmaster for permission to ply my craft. I hope one day to have the patronage of a wealthy noble so I may devote all my time to being the finest actor in all of Europe.
Favorite Sport to watch: I am sheepish to confess this, but I am rather fond of watching the Madame and her tarts playing at Balls.
Do you remember your first kiss: Oh, aye. ‘Twas on stage, as a lad before my beard had grown, I played the part of Helen, lover of Prince Paris of Troy.
Do you keep in touch with your childhood friends: Aye, I see them nearly every day. That is until the day I leave this small village to seek my fame and fortune.
Where is your favorite "Vacation" spot: the infrequent occasions that I take my wares to other villages to sell.
Have you ever been overseas: not as of yet, but soon…
Do you have Dirt/Mud floors or Stone: alas, they are still dirt covered with rushes.
What is your bed made of: as a weaver, I am fortunate to be able to stuff my mattress with rags and scraps of cloth.
How many people sleep in your bed: just myself
10 Things Everybody Should Know About Me:
1. I am the finest actor to ever grace a stage in Canterbury.
2.One day I shall perform for the great Nobles across Europe.
3. My group of players is called the Mechanicals.
4.We are intending to perform at the King’s wedding celebration.
5.We rehearse in secret so no other players will know or steal our devices.
6.I am to play Pyramus in the play to be performed for the King and his new Queen.
7.The play is titled The most lamentable Comedy and most cruel death of Pyramus and Thisbe.
8. I am a weaver by trade.
9. My cloth is known to be the softest and most luxuriant this side of London.
10. All who know me, know how humble and self-deprecating I am.