Percy
First person survey for: Percy
Name Given at Birth: Percival Watts the Third
Nicknames: Percy, or even Percy the Powerful, Pugnacious, Pummeler of Pitiably less-Powerful Pugilists.
Hometown or where you were born: Ipswich, a bit north and east of London. Lovely little place, really.
Current Residence: London
Age: 24
Class: Upper middle class
Are you dead or alive? I certainly draw breath into these lungs if that’s what you’re asking. Just because I’ve been having experiences that make me halt the function for a time doesn’t mean I don’t take part in it. Really I’m not dead.
If dead, how did you die or how were you sired? Please did I not just reaffirm the fact that I do breath. Just ask Rosy, she always says I absolutely inhaled whatever dessert is put in front of me.
Short term goal: Rescue the Girl, Get myself a smashingly good pastry (Not necessarily in that order)
Long term goal: I plan on becoming a rather fantastic scholar, maybe even write a pamphlet or some other such thing. An entire book seems over doing it and could interrupt my life a little too long. But a pamphlet is a wonderful length to produce without halting further learning for anymore than could be reasonably expected.
What do you do, your main function in life/society? Well I’m taking a break from it this semester in order to gain revenge for the horrendous murder of my dear sister Emily, but typically my purpose is to learn. I love a good read and chasing after new bits of knowledge is what I do. And what my parents pay for by keeping me at Oxford. Unfortunately it is hard to become a master of one type of knowledge when there are so many beckoning to be played with. It also produces very scatter-brained scholars. But I must say that the English language and its life in the litany of literature and the long winded logs of lost and lonely scribes Fascinate me quite thoroughly.
Have you ever taken a life? No I can’t say as I have. I’m a gentleman in the ring as well as the street and would only ever take things as far as was necessary. This is not true of those grave-defying tarts that Sam and I seek to send solemnly into the soft sands of ceaselessly silent. Mmm a good gooseberry tart sounds good right about now. Doesn’t it?
Have you ever committed or been convicted of a crime? Absolutely not. I’m almost as up in a tuft about this as that whole nonsense about whether or not I’m even alive. You’d think just because a fellow was a little pale from reading in the confines of a building on more than just occasion that he was automatically the walking dead come to drain you of your life nectar… Oh terribly sorry, no I’ve never committed nor been convicted of a crime.
Closest friends/How did you meet? Oh that would be Good old Sam and Rosy. They’re my closest friends in school and life, and indeed even unto this strange new life of chasing those in un-life with whom I’m not a friend of any. Sam and I often had to peruse the same books in the library when I study the theoretical bits of boxing before I engaged in the practical aspects of punching pliable pick flesh into less recognizable pink pulp. And Rosy was just added into our functioning mix when Commissioner Delaine introduced us. She’s a pip of a gal even if she can’t see between the lines of the mundane world and see what darkness dwells in its cracks.
Pets: Terribly allergic to most of God’s creatures so I’ve decided to stick with a simple goldfish. He has no name because he makes the worst faces anytime I suggest one.
Favorite food: Pastries. It’s nigh impossible for me to narrow it down from there. So let’s just stick with pastries, shall we?
Favorite place to relax: In a well lit pub near midday with a lovely glass of milk and a few sweets while I read a lengthy book.
Favorite Drink: Coffee with some Irish crème is great before a boxing match… well really it’s great any time, that’d be why it’s my favorite.
What's your bedtime? When I decide to close the book I’m reading. Or when Sam decides he’s done enough patrolling for the night and closed the closet to his little armory.
What, if anything, do you usually wear on your feet? Sturdy leather shoes. Great for footwork and for fleeing.
Are you married or single? Single. I imagine I’m just too intense in the ring for women to approach me.
Do you have a family / who are they: My parents are still in Ipswich and are there quite happily on their own. Attending dinner parties and having a good tea event or two. They fund my learning and for this I appreciate them. For their tolerance of how long I intend to stay at Oxford I love them. My dear sister Emily was taken in the incident that now fuels our hunt of the vampiric vixens in that dark place posing as the less dark, but still rather disreputable, brothel.
Favorite Entertainment: Watching a baker prepare their fanciest of desserts. Though eating the fine bit of dough and frosting is much more rewarding.
Most Humiliating Moment: Well, let’s leave it at the fact that the first few black eyes I sported from my pugilist practices were my own entire fault. Well, mine and the knobs on that double door in the gymnasium.
Proudest Moment: The evening when Sam and I ended up in a dockside boxing competition and I took down the biggest man there. Granted he weighed 350 pounds and could barely move faster than my granny on a cold day with her bloomers around her feet. But I knock the fellow clean out none-the-less.
What do you look for in the opposite sex? Lightly glazed, and doughy with something dark up top. Most likely chocolate. Wait, never you mind what I just said. I was asked of attraction and immediately thought of pastries. Let’s just move on shall we.
In our Hierarchical Society everybody has somebody "over" them, who is your immediate "overlord"? I trust and follow Samuel to lead us through this act of revenge for the death of sweet Emily. Rosy is fairly bossy but I don’t think overlord is a fair word in the description of one so fair.
How do you feel about that person? Oh Sam and Rosy are the closest thing I have to family this far from Ipswich and I love them both. Follow them right into the mouth of Hell, I would. Oh, we might have to mightn’t we?
Favorite sport to watch: Ah, Boxing the art of pugily, or is it pugilistery? Hmmm, I enjoy popping a fellow right in the side of the head. How’s that for a snappy answer
Do you remember your first kiss? Ah yes sweet little Clarice behind the counter at the sweet shop in Ipswich. I thought it was peculiar when she wanted to share that licorice whip. It ended well for us both. We each got a kiss and I got most of the licorice.
Do you keep in touch with your childhood friends? No. Those delightful scamps all have lives apart from me now, and in other parts of our fair country. I wish them well though.
Do you have dirt/mud floors or stone? Hardwood flooring and parchment. I don’t pick up many of my notes and they have become a variety of carpeting.
What is your bed made of? You know? I’ve not dug underneath all the papers and books to look in quite some time. I believe it is wood and a rather comfy feather mattress.
How many people sleep in your bed? Me and any authors I’m reading that week.
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