Bio

Those who've known Beauregard would always describe him as a man with two sides. Publicly, he's a relaxed and level headed man, always outstretching a hand to those in need. This selflessness has almost always ended up in him getting himself hurt, or otherwise thrown under the bus. Although he may seem too trusting in regards to how he treats those around him, but don't be fooled! He is very much a wary individual, but his ability to remain calm and fair is his greatest ally. Generally being as friendly as any other, he struggles taking situations seriously- especially if it involves being able to provide a shoulder to lean on. He has the emotional reading ability of a third grader, and is usually too caught up in his own goals and motivations to be able to read a room. When corrected, or scolded for his behaviors, his reaction is usually to either apologize frantically, or get defensive depending on how the other handles communicating him. In his own life, Beauregard is more than just a witty stoner, of course, he's an incredibly stressed individual, which shows through the cracks even more if he is sober. Short tempered and easily agitated when he hasn't found a way to sedate himself, he finds great shame in who he is as a person. With a track record providing nothing but the fact that he usually hurts those around him, Beau chooses to water himself down so that he might be able to avoid hurting anyone's feelings again. He usually is one to look for the easiest option given, rather than the smartest, meaning that he can usually find a way to weasel himself out of a tight situation or an awkward conversation. He's often described as "shady" by his peers, of course, it's probably because of how he presents himself, or how little he participates in social activities despite being very much an extravert. It's hard to get much out of him in terms of information, poorly wedged up by how horrid he is at explaining, mixed with how forgetful he usually ends up being. With an aloof personality knit into a man with an anger problem, Beau can often come off as a *dick*, or wholly apathetic. Despite his best intentions, he has a hard time understanding other peoples problems, or putting himself in their shoes, so he often has to have things explained to him in the simplest terms- as, well, he isn't the brightest bulb in the box. He's as quick-witted as a sloth, usually taking him a while to think of anything that isn't a dirty joke or answer to a rhetorical question (which he will answer, even if it's obviously rhetoric, finding humor in the gesture). All of his wit and expertise comes in what he likes. Where he wouldn't know a thing about how to treat a wound or basic multiplication, knowing otherwise basic survival tricks he's seen on facebook videos is his expertise; his mind a box full of random obscure knowledge he keeps tucked away. Fear is something he's never been good at handling. When he's scared, or otherwise paranoid, the explorer makes great efforts to shut himself in. With the same coping skills he's used his entire life, scratching at his own skin seems to be the only way to soothe his heart from exploding in his chest. This fear is only higher when he's.. not high, sobered up means being vulnerable to the world, whereas Beau would rather be dead than express anything of the sorts.

• Has a habit of biting his nails, so he opts to paint them to deter himself from doing just that, usually however, this just results in chipped nails and nail polish stains on his lip. Some bad habits just refuse to be broken.
• Somewhere in his apartment is a small box of old, broken stress balls. He has a tendancy to get a little too attached to his belongings, so he can't bring himself to throw them out, and instead keeps them in a pretty little chest, which he has dubbed the "stress chest"
• If he knew it existed, his favorite band would be Twenty One Pilots, unfortunately. But specifically their older music. As I'm typing this I"m adding more TOP to his playist. I have no shame. (I have a lot of shame)
• Changes his hair color a little too frequently, he dyed his hair orange because it's currently his favorite color, but had a large gap of time in his life where his hair was a nasty dry bleach blonde.
• Chronic straw biter. Eats ice. Dollar drink days is his bitch. Fuck capitalism embrace eating plastic straws and funny cold water.