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BOOK 2 opens the day before thanksgiving (his birthday) and not a whole lot has had a chance to happen.
Maurice arrives at work to find Meranda taping up a suspicious amount of lost pet fliers. They comment on the unusual lack of business the gas station has been getting and worry that it may be closing down like many other shops on their side of town. The next afternoon Maurice went to his parents' house for a super late Thanksgiving dinner.
His mother being the only one in the family to know about his vampire problem, his siblings weren't too keen on his slightly-more-battered-than-usual look. His sister pulled him aside before he left to go home and forbid him from having anything to do with her kids, who he was pretty much crazy about. Maurice was a good uncle.
It was no secret that Maurice had a drinking problem but his worsening condition gave him the look and mannerisms of somebody who was on something a great deal harder. She had disliked him for years and that was the last straw in her opinion. Hurt, he left the house and boiled all the way home. He then went out to find himself a bottle of Everclear. He drank the whole thing by himself and wandered out into the desert as a half-assed suicide attempt that just ended up with him passing out behind a Wendy's after punching out a car window.
Personality:
Maurice is just a big kid. Seriously, give him a nerf gun and he will entertain himself for an hour. Hokey B movies, comic books, and old video games all hold his attention in a vice grip. He can even be heard uttering 'Gozer' under his breath as a really lame adopted swear from the Ghostbusters movie. However this isn't because of an 'it's old so it's better' mentality. He's just BROKE and that is all he has--memories and junk from whe he was a kid. Maurice daydreams constantly and hums and sings to himself when alone.
The supernatural world leaves him wide-eyed. Being undead for a whopping half-a-year or so has made him question everything. He often jumps to paranormal explanations before even thinking about looking for a normal explanation. EVERY BUMP IS A GHOST. So far, Maurice has been exposed to only a few supernatural things: vampires, scary tentacle starfish aliens that stab you, and supposedly werewolves. He hasn't seen Bert transform yet. He's not entirely convinced the others aren't pulling his leg. See, there's that paranoia. Things have been pretty unstable for Maurice lately and he teeter totters between being painfully gullible and stubbornly paranoid.
Maurice is shy. Though comfortable around people older than he is (he's used to getting pats on the head for being a 'good ole boy') it's rare for him to make smalltalk with people his own age. He feels alienated by them because he doesn't have a cellphone or a computer. He can't afford to go see the new movies or buy things like a PS2. He's very much stuck in the 80's with his 'dude' slang, bad haircut, and the like. When he does speak, it's a toss up between him mumbling a few stray words to the floor or overflowing with WAY TOO MUCH INFORMATION. He hasn't been socialized enough to find that happy medium. When in a group, Maurice hovers near the edges, timidly trying to judge everyone's mood and staying on the look-out for any disturbances like a fat shaky deer.
He tries to be a good boy, and succeeds for the most part. He helps out where he sees help needed and tries to fix or replace anything he breaks. He means well and likes nothing more than everyone getting along. Conflict within a circle of friends tears him to pieces. He'll have a horrible time trying to find a side to be on and end up bailing out of fear of making one end of the argument angry with him for associating with the other. He doesn't like the idea of somebody being angry with him and will usually roll belly-up in attempts to fix whatever he's done even if he isn't sure what that is. He's prone to bouts of, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry!” and lots of fidgeting and hovering until whoever he's offended is like IT'S OKAY, MAURICE, JESUS, JUST QUIT IT. He has even entertained the idea of mugging a human being and bringing the unconscious body to his undead nest-mates as a token of apology.
It'd probably be adorable if he were a cat or something.
But he isn't.
He's easily persuaded with bullying and pleading alike and aches to please and be accepted. He will go as far as chameleon-ing his body language and speech patterns to better fit in with any group of people he's trying to impress regardless of age or sex. He will go from spinning intricate webs of profanity to greeting others as 'gurl'. Yeah. Any kind of positive attention will cause him to trip all over himself with glee.
He feels guilty when he has to do his vampire business. He takes pains to drink as little as he can afford and to leave as small a wound as possible. He hasn't learned that this is a good way to cause people to get infections by not letting the wound bleed freely. He's only been on a few solo hunts before his pull point. He's gotta be a big kid now without Horas holding his hand. He's actually only mastered a few undead tricks so he depends on blunt trauma to render his victims unconscious instead of hypnotism or any other creative means. He usually does more damage knocking people out than drinking from them.
Decision making is not his best skill. Neither is impulse control. The several years' worth of alcohol addiction, generic 'mom' heart tattoo, and several minor scrapes and bumps that decorate his person are testaments to this. Maurice is one of those guys who can be heard uttering, “Hold my beer and watch this!” before landing himself in the emergency room--especially if he thinks it'll impress someone. Since he's died, this has gotten even worse. You survive enough stabbings and being hit by a car and suddenly you're INVINCIBLE. TENATIVLY. He's aware there are probably more scary things out there and he should keep an open mind...BUT LOOK AT HIM HE CAN THROW A TRUCK.
Maurice is an incredibly warm person. He hates to see anyone feel lonely or suffer. He's a great shoulder to lean on and is always willing to offer an ear--both out of honest compassion and the want to please others. He's the kind of person who will pick worms off the sidewalk when it rains and then not know what to do with them. While awkward, Maurice almost finds it impossible to keep from giving people compliments when he thinks they deserve them. You! That shirt is awesome on you! You! You punched that guy REALLY GOOD! Unfortunately, he is as good at putting himself down as he is at building himself up. Harsh words from peers and family--especially his sister--have worn a deep groove in his psyche.
And yet, as much of a marshmallow as the vampire can be, he was still a bully at one point and that animal in him is not dead—-just buried. He knows he's bigger and heavier and stronger than a lot of the people he meets. If pushed and prodded and bullied just enough, he can actually pass straight through being a wibbling lump and break a man's jaw and then keep yanking on it to see just how broken it can get. He's his mother's son. This isn't 'I'm going to hurt this thing so I can get away from it/feed off it.' This is 'I'm going to hurt this thing and then sit here and listen to it hurt and make it hurt more until I feel better about myself.' He's the youngest of four. He knows how to wrastle. Part of him really LOVES a good fight! Play-fighting and horsing around is probably one of the best ways to get to know him.
He loves being around kids--being a big kid himself. Helping take care of his sister's daughter for a couple of years and just watching his family in general (lots of cousins and aunts and uncles) made him realize that he really wants to be a father himself. Becoming a vampire stomped that plan out and good (being undead means the party bus has left the station) but he still really yearns for a family--any kind of family. He happily takes on the role of big brother or cool uncle or anything else that makes him feel wanted and depended on. This isn't a wish he talks about too often though. He worries that something like that would come off as weird or creepy or 'not manly' enough thanks to his mother filling his head with all the things he SHOULD be liking at a young age.
In fact, Maurice has a LOT of self-discovery to do now that he's both out from under his mother's thumb and not constantly struggling to make ends meet (both with the undead and the living). His sexuality has been challenged nearly his whole life by society and his poor brain screamed bloody murder at the very idea of exploring ANYTHING ELSE any time it occurred to him. The gender spectrum is completely unheard of. He is a sheltered southern boy with little to no tools to help him explore his identity. He doesn't internet. The boy doesn't even know being bisexual is a thing. Help him.
Pokémon Information Affiliation: Trainer Starter: Rhyhorn Password: Atomic Fireball
[The feed shakes as the cameraman shuffles on his knees away from his napsack and toward what looks to be some kind of burrow. The speaker is out of breath but none the less excited.]
Okay--okay so I was setting up camp or whatever and I heard a noise--crap. Crap is this thing--
[He turns the 'gear around to give the network a view of his unshaven face. His cheeks are sunburned and there are leaves in his hair. Behind him, a Rhyhorn can be seen happily drinking from the lake on Route 31. Maurice squints uncertainly into the camera and he wipes the lens off with his thumb. The little light is on. That seems to have satisfied him because the camera is quickly flipped back around. It draws nearer to the hole and inside it's possible to see a pair of huge perfectly round eyes.]
Okay, yeah, so! I heard a noise and felt somethin' real weird in the air like a...static. I don't know! Anyway I got t'lookin' around and found this hole and ya'll there is a purple-ass cat in this hole! It's so purple! It's like...a grape koolaid cat! What the hell!
[Maurice laughs incredulously and tries to bring the camera even closer. This purple cat thing is A DELIGHT. The Espurr's eyes are suddenly aglow and the entire screen fills with a Light Screen. Maurice lets out a yodel of dismay and the feed cuts.]
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Maurice arrives at work to find Meranda taping up a suspicious amount of lost pet fliers. They comment on the unusual lack of business the gas station has been getting and worry that it may be closing down like many other shops on their side of town. The next afternoon Maurice went to his parents' house for a super late Thanksgiving dinner.
His mother being the only one in the family to know about his vampire problem, his siblings weren't too keen on his slightly-more-battered-than-usual look. His sister pulled him aside before he left to go home and forbid him from having anything to do with her kids, who he was pretty much crazy about. Maurice was a good uncle.
It was no secret that Maurice had a drinking problem but his worsening condition gave him the look and mannerisms of somebody who was on something a great deal harder. She had disliked him for years and that was the last straw in her opinion. Hurt, he left the house and boiled all the way home. He then went out to find himself a bottle of Everclear. He drank the whole thing by himself and wandered out into the desert as a half-assed suicide attempt that just ended up with him passing out behind a Wendy's after punching out a car window.
Personality:
Maurice is just a big kid. Seriously, give him a nerf gun and he will entertain himself for an hour. Hokey B movies, comic books, and old video games all hold his attention in a vice grip. He can even be heard uttering 'Gozer' under his breath as a really lame adopted swear from the Ghostbusters movie. However this isn't because of an 'it's old so it's better' mentality. He's just BROKE and that is all he has--memories and junk from whe he was a kid. Maurice daydreams constantly and hums and sings to himself when alone.
The supernatural world leaves him wide-eyed. Being undead for a whopping half-a-year or so has made him question everything. He often jumps to paranormal explanations before even thinking about looking for a normal explanation. EVERY BUMP IS A GHOST. So far, Maurice has been exposed to only a few supernatural things: vampires, scary tentacle starfish aliens that stab you, and supposedly werewolves. He hasn't seen Bert transform yet. He's not entirely convinced the others aren't pulling his leg. See, there's that paranoia. Things have been pretty unstable for Maurice lately and he teeter totters between being painfully gullible and stubbornly paranoid.
Maurice is shy. Though comfortable around people older than he is (he's used to getting pats on the head for being a 'good ole boy') it's rare for him to make smalltalk with people his own age. He feels alienated by them because he doesn't have a cellphone or a computer. He can't afford to go see the new movies or buy things like a PS2. He's very much stuck in the 80's with his 'dude' slang, bad haircut, and the like. When he does speak, it's a toss up between him mumbling a few stray words to the floor or overflowing with WAY TOO MUCH INFORMATION. He hasn't been socialized enough to find that happy medium. When in a group, Maurice hovers near the edges, timidly trying to judge everyone's mood and staying on the look-out for any disturbances like a fat shaky deer.
He tries to be a good boy, and succeeds for the most part. He helps out where he sees help needed and tries to fix or replace anything he breaks. He means well and likes nothing more than everyone getting along. Conflict within a circle of friends tears him to pieces. He'll have a horrible time trying to find a side to be on and end up bailing out of fear of making one end of the argument angry with him for associating with the other. He doesn't like the idea of somebody being angry with him and will usually roll belly-up in attempts to fix whatever he's done even if he isn't sure what that is. He's prone to bouts of, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry!” and lots of fidgeting and hovering until whoever he's offended is like IT'S OKAY, MAURICE, JESUS, JUST QUIT IT. He has even entertained the idea of mugging a human being and bringing the unconscious body to his undead nest-mates as a token of apology.
It'd probably be adorable if he were a cat or something.
But he isn't.
He's easily persuaded with bullying and pleading alike and aches to please and be accepted. He will go as far as chameleon-ing his body language and speech patterns to better fit in with any group of people he's trying to impress regardless of age or sex. He will go from spinning intricate webs of profanity to greeting others as 'gurl'. Yeah. Any kind of positive attention will cause him to trip all over himself with glee.
He feels guilty when he has to do his vampire business. He takes pains to drink as little as he can afford and to leave as small a wound as possible. He hasn't learned that this is a good way to cause people to get infections by not letting the wound bleed freely. He's only been on a few solo hunts before his pull point. He's gotta be a big kid now without Horas holding his hand. He's actually only mastered a few undead tricks so he depends on blunt trauma to render his victims unconscious instead of hypnotism or any other creative means. He usually does more damage knocking people out than drinking from them.
Decision making is not his best skill. Neither is impulse control. The several years' worth of alcohol addiction, generic 'mom' heart tattoo, and several minor scrapes and bumps that decorate his person are testaments to this. Maurice is one of those guys who can be heard uttering, “Hold my beer and watch this!” before landing himself in the emergency room--especially if he thinks it'll impress someone. Since he's died, this has gotten even worse. You survive enough stabbings and being hit by a car and suddenly you're INVINCIBLE. TENATIVLY. He's aware there are probably more scary things out there and he should keep an open mind...BUT LOOK AT HIM HE CAN THROW A TRUCK.
Maurice is an incredibly warm person. He hates to see anyone feel lonely or suffer. He's a great shoulder to lean on and is always willing to offer an ear--both out of honest compassion and the want to please others. He's the kind of person who will pick worms off the sidewalk when it rains and then not know what to do with them. While awkward, Maurice almost finds it impossible to keep from giving people compliments when he thinks they deserve them. You! That shirt is awesome on you! You! You punched that guy REALLY GOOD! Unfortunately, he is as good at putting himself down as he is at building himself up. Harsh words from peers and family--especially his sister--have worn a deep groove in his psyche.
And yet, as much of a marshmallow as the vampire can be, he was still a bully at one point and that animal in him is not dead—-just buried. He knows he's bigger and heavier and stronger than a lot of the people he meets. If pushed and prodded and bullied just enough, he can actually pass straight through being a wibbling lump and break a man's jaw and then keep yanking on it to see just how broken it can get. He's his mother's son. This isn't 'I'm going to hurt this thing so I can get away from it/feed off it.' This is 'I'm going to hurt this thing and then sit here and listen to it hurt and make it hurt more until I feel better about myself.' He's the youngest of four. He knows how to wrastle. Part of him really LOVES a good fight! Play-fighting and horsing around is probably one of the best ways to get to know him.
He loves being around kids--being a big kid himself. Helping take care of his sister's daughter for a couple of years and just watching his family in general (lots of cousins and aunts and uncles) made him realize that he really wants to be a father himself. Becoming a vampire stomped that plan out and good (being undead means the party bus has left the station) but he still really yearns for a family--any kind of family. He happily takes on the role of big brother or cool uncle or anything else that makes him feel wanted and depended on. This isn't a wish he talks about too often though. He worries that something like that would come off as weird or creepy or 'not manly' enough thanks to his mother filling his head with all the things he SHOULD be liking at a young age.
In fact, Maurice has a LOT of self-discovery to do now that he's both out from under his mother's thumb and not constantly struggling to make ends meet (both with the undead and the living). His sexuality has been challenged nearly his whole life by society and his poor brain screamed bloody murder at the very idea of exploring ANYTHING ELSE any time it occurred to him. The gender spectrum is completely unheard of. He is a sheltered southern boy with little to no tools to help him explore his identity. He doesn't internet. The boy doesn't even know being bisexual is a thing. Help him.
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Affiliation: Trainer
Starter: Rhyhorn
Password: Atomic Fireball
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[The feed shakes as the cameraman shuffles on his knees away from his napsack and toward what looks to be some kind of burrow. The speaker is out of breath but none the less excited.]
Okay--okay so I was setting up camp or whatever and I heard a noise--crap. Crap is this thing--
[He turns the 'gear around to give the network a view of his unshaven face. His cheeks are sunburned and there are leaves in his hair. Behind him, a Rhyhorn can be seen happily drinking from the lake on Route 31. Maurice squints uncertainly into the camera and he wipes the lens off with his thumb. The little light is on. That seems to have satisfied him because the camera is quickly flipped back around. It draws nearer to the hole and inside it's possible to see a pair of huge perfectly round eyes.]
Okay, yeah, so! I heard a noise and felt somethin' real weird in the air like a...static. I don't know! Anyway I got t'lookin' around and found this hole and ya'll there is a purple-ass cat in this hole! It's so purple! It's like...a grape koolaid cat! What the hell!
[Maurice laughs incredulously and tries to bring the camera even closer. This purple cat thing is A DELIGHT. The Espurr's eyes are suddenly aglow and the entire screen fills with a Light Screen. Maurice lets out a yodel of dismay and the feed cuts.]
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