joel elias decker

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-- JOEL ELIAS DECKER !

-- NAME: Joel Elias Decker
-- NICKNAMES: Jed, Joel
-- AGE & BIRTHDAY: Seventeen, January second
-- BIRTH PLACE: Long Beach, California
-- ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
-- OCCUPATION & SCHOOL GRADE: Eleventh grade ; amateur poet/writer
-- PLAYED BY: Adam Brody

-- PERSONALITY !

-- SOFT-SPOKEN: If Joel is anything, it's not confident. Despite being a nice enough guy with not a half-bad face, this guy lacks self esteem where he really needs it. This often results in him taking the position of follower, or people over looking his input. Worst thing is that he's a smart enough guy, but most people just kind of... forget him. Sort of his fault for letting people ignore him, but you gotta feel something for the kid. His responses to questions are mostly monosyllabic and his explanations are brief and precise. If your goal is to get any really conversation from him, you'll need to write to him.
-- ROMANTIC: Well, not in the gooey, cheesy sense, but in the thought, poetic sense. Though not naive, Joel is prone to daydreams and flights of fancy. When he likes a girl, he's the sort to write her love poems, songs and stories and then use them to start fires. Joel is the type to watch a chick flick on those lonely Saturday nights, overanalyzing the movie like one big science problem, wondering what values he has to put into himself to be the answer to a handsome, confident, loved equation. Anyway, he enjoys the concept of love, but he would never be so dumb to confess. In his mind, he's less than a catch.
-- PRIVATE: You've got a secret, it's safe with him. You want his secrets? Well... They're safe with him too. Despite having no extremely horrific secrets, anything personal and private this guy gets his hands on stays super-glued to his chest. It takes a lot to pry anything out of him, and even if you manage to, he tells you as little as possible. He doesn't like gossip, so the last thing he wants to be is the root of it. When he comes across a rumor, Joel never believes it. In his mind, you should always and only trust what a person tells you about themselves. Anyone who talks about anyone else could and very well might just be lying.
-- AWKWARD: I suppose it comes with being outspoken and just plain forgettable. Be it his gangly height or poor social graces, the boy just oozes gracelessness. He bumbles and fumbles in conversation where even most five year olds could manage quite sufficiently. It's only when you give him pen and paper (or a Word document) that he can compose anything worth reading. Hell, if the boy could speak like he could write, he'd never have a problem with the ladies. This trait is generally emphasized by his lack of confidence. He's obviously not the awkward where he's desperately trying to be accepted, but the awkward where he's just not trying at all.

-- LOVES: writing, coffee, mint, long car drives, old movies, art history, online chatrooms, spanish guitar, travel, super spicy foods (his taste buds are DEAD)
-- HATES: theme parks, school, death metal music, soda pop, fighting, going to church, clowns, speaking publicly, jocks, beans

-- HISTORY !

Joel was born in sunny California to Ryvre and Sage Decker on frosty morning seventeen years ago. For sometime, the free range couple tried to take their son with them wherever they went. As the two were basically nomads, constantly living life in a faintly Kerouac-esque way what with their sleeping in their van and stopping at run down little diner's for food, the twosome quickly discovered a baby just couldn't fit into their lifestyle. Their non-sedentary (okay, they're hippies, let's be honest) ways simply prevented them from really caring for Joel while continuing to travel, from bathing in lakes and running from a government who wanted to get their names down on this contract or that bill.
Two years after his birth, Joel was dropped off at his father's parents home in Capeside, Massachusetts. His grandparents, who were very upset about the choices of the boy's parents, gladly accepted the boy into their old, wizened embrace.

Most of his life was spent in a quiet way. Joel wasn't ever a big talker, nor a very rebellious child. This can be attributed to his most basic, overwhelming state of mind; abandoned. Even years later, he feel like his parents hadn't cared for him enough to stick around. He assumes this is generally true for most people who meet him (they'll drop him and get bored) so he has never really tried to connect with anyone.

It was very early on in life that he discovered a passion-- and talent-- for writing. He used it as a tool to express his deepest, darkest thoughts. His highs and his lows.
Online, he became something of a celebrity on internet writing sites. Few cared to test their mettle against his work, and there was always a great deal of speculation of what he was like in person, as he never spoke to anyone on the sites, never gave out his picture and always went by the name kidthinker. though many assume he refers to the statue made by auguste rodin, it's really just something he randomly came up with when he was twelve.
Life up till now for Joel hasn't been too bad, but no one would call it easy. He's not really a victim of bullying-- though it has happened-- but more so a victim of invisibility. Simply no one notices him and this is how he spends most of his time, in resigned contentment.

Right now, he's struggling to accept his grandfather's declining health while simultaneously seeking contact with his parents while also juggling this secret online thing he's got with a girl at his school. In the past year or so, his world has been shaken up a bit, but he's hoping there's a light at the end. That is, if he can look up from his feet long enough to find it.

-- SAMPLE !

-- OOC !

-- NAME OR ALIAS: Mel
-- AGE: Sixteen
-- THREE WORDS THAT DESCRIBE YOU: Grace, Elegance, Incontinence
-- HOW YOU FOUND US: /trollface

[* NIKKI THE PEACOCK QUEEN]

-- ACCEPTED !