CR ♪ I was a blindfold; never complained
Lindsey is a 2012 senior! The Accident, which I will now refer to with a capital A because it is just That Important, set him back a year. At the beginning of his senior year, he's 18-going-on-19.
For being a senior, Lindsey has only been at the school for a year. His parents moved up to Abaton the summer before his junior year, and he was very, very against being sent back to school, having been home-schooled since his accident. His parents point-blank told him he didn't have a choice, and here he is.
In short, Lindsey hates being at school. He hates being around people, he hates the special treatment, and being older than his classmates is embarrassing to him. He mostly keeps to himself because of this. He has very few, if any, friends around campus, which is kind of ironic because he's a good-lookin' dude. He's just... not friendly. He's quiet in class, but usually knows the answer when called on. He doesn't participate in any clubs or activities.
Yeah, he's a big fat loner.
In terms of academics, he's pretty good at math, and has a certain fondness for history. If you can actually convince him to, he'd be a good tutor for either subject.
Aside from that, he probably spends a lot of time in his room, or in the music room when there's no one else in there. It's likely one of the few people he's on good terms with is the music teacher. So if you're wandering past the music room one day and hear somebody playing the latest Lady Gaga song on the piano (because you know Lady Gaga is still going to be churning out hits in 2012), it's Lindsey. Mostly he does piano renditions of popular songs, but he'll play his own music on occasion. Talking music with him is probably a good way to get him to actually have a conversation, even if he won't exactly be nice.
For 1934 people... it's likely he'll think someone was bullshitting him at first. Ha ha, let's all play tricks on the blind guy. It will take a lot of convincing to get him to think otherwise. Once he gets past that... he'd need a designated letter-reader, unless one of the 1934 peeps knows braille. Most of his own letters will be typed or written by someone else. He might send a letter in braille just to fuck with people, though.
BUT IF ANYBODY WANTS TO BE LIKE HIS PEN-PAL AND OFFER TO LEARN BRAILLE THAT WOULD BE BITCHIN'. It would at least make him feel included.
For being a senior, Lindsey has only been at the school for a year. His parents moved up to Abaton the summer before his junior year, and he was very, very against being sent back to school, having been home-schooled since his accident. His parents point-blank told him he didn't have a choice, and here he is.
In short, Lindsey hates being at school. He hates being around people, he hates the special treatment, and being older than his classmates is embarrassing to him. He mostly keeps to himself because of this. He has very few, if any, friends around campus, which is kind of ironic because he's a good-lookin' dude. He's just... not friendly. He's quiet in class, but usually knows the answer when called on. He doesn't participate in any clubs or activities.
Yeah, he's a big fat loner.
In terms of academics, he's pretty good at math, and has a certain fondness for history. If you can actually convince him to, he'd be a good tutor for either subject.
Aside from that, he probably spends a lot of time in his room, or in the music room when there's no one else in there. It's likely one of the few people he's on good terms with is the music teacher. So if you're wandering past the music room one day and hear somebody playing the latest Lady Gaga song on the piano (because you know Lady Gaga is still going to be churning out hits in 2012), it's Lindsey. Mostly he does piano renditions of popular songs, but he'll play his own music on occasion. Talking music with him is probably a good way to get him to actually have a conversation, even if he won't exactly be nice.
For 1934 people... it's likely he'll think someone was bullshitting him at first. Ha ha, let's all play tricks on the blind guy. It will take a lot of convincing to get him to think otherwise. Once he gets past that... he'd need a designated letter-reader, unless one of the 1934 peeps knows braille. Most of his own letters will be typed or written by someone else. He might send a letter in braille just to fuck with people, though.
BUT IF ANYBODY WANTS TO BE LIKE HIS PEN-PAL AND OFFER TO LEARN BRAILLE THAT WOULD BE BITCHIN'. It would at least make him feel included.