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Name: Charles Robert Darwin (Bobby)
Gender: Male
Previous Incarnation: Charles Robert Darwin
Character Age and Birth Date: 17, February 12 1991
Played By: Colin Morgan
Year in School: Freshman
Major/Minor Course of Study: Pre-med, but he hates it; he'll be switching to biology eventually.
Residence: Bartos, rooming with Victor
Occupation: Cashier/bagger at Safeway. OH GOD WRYYYY? he seems to say.
Extracurriculars: Typically hiking/outdoorsy sorts of clubs, environmental groups, also a member of the photography club. Member of the track team (he's a so-called "marathon runner", not a sprinter) but, though he does swim, not a member of the swim team (he's not fast enough to qualify). He also does taxidermy, usually for himself but sometimes also for biology projects.
Fraternity/Sorority/Student Affairs House affiliation: None at present.
Significant Other/Important Relationships: He had a girlfriend back home, but she broke up with him because of his bug collection. No, really. They don't speak anymore. The most they ever did was kiss -- five times. Bobby's dating life is a sad one. He has a good relationship with his family, however, especially his brother and his eldest sister, Coraline.
Major Details: Bobby has a stutter. It's very slight and only occurs in conversations or situations that puzzle him, that he really has to think about. The stutter is especially pronounced in words starting with "W". Typically, the stutter is only on the first word of a sentence but is also present in words that begin after some pause. Also believes dogs are the singlemost wonderful creatures in the entire world. While he is athletic, being both a runner and a swimmer, he can be an enormous klutz on land and off the track. "Graceful" is not a word that one would use to describe Bobby. He also, funnily enough, hates the sight of blood. His prized possession is a stuffed mountain lion named Erasmus, which he stuffed himself and which he keeps near his bed. Erasmus is enormous in size and was obviously rather old when he died.
Appearance: 5'11", swimmer/runner's build, medium-length black hair, and blue eyes. Jeans and shirts are typical fare. Most of his clothes have been worn out from frequent hiking adventures, however he makes an effort to be clean while attending classes. In colder weather, he likes coats and scarves a lot. Hoodies and sweaters are an occasional thing. Even in warmer weather, he tends to dress like he might be a bit cold (long-sleeved shirts, light jackets, etc.). Colors are usually earthy tones.
Personality: A bit shy and introverted, Bobby warms up well to others and is not altogether unfriendly -- just socially awkward, more often than not. Once he warms up to someone, a sense of humor becomes readily apparent, sometimes in the form of pranks. The opposite sex tends to make him go all bashful, especially if they happen to be attractive. Like his previous incarnation, he's extremely passionate about the things he loves (the outdoors, biology, environmental studies) and becomes very animated when speaking about them, but he can be rather dull on things in which he has little interest. His brain tends to shut down when he's forced to study things that he finds boring, which is why his grades suffered so much throughout his early school days. Also like his previous self, he enjoys simple things in life, especially nature. He's a collector (packrat, really) of many different things, usually specimens of rock or plant or insect or animal. It's rare he comes away from a walk without something tucked in his pocket -- which includes the occasional injured creature that he simply /must/ nurse back to health. And like the original Darwin, he keeps to a very strict day-to-day routine (though unlike the original Darwin, it's not because he's ill) and isn't fond of large crowds. Sometimes, he is also quite gullible.
Backstory: Born the youngest child of four (one brother, two sisters) in Flagstaff, Arizona to a highly paid doctor and a former nurse, Bobby was given the name "Charles Darwin" as a joke by his father. His mother was not very amused when she found out about it and thus insisted that he be nicknamed "Bobby" -- a play on his middle name, Robert, which he was given in honor of his father. Of course, this was just as damning, especially when his tone-deafness was made apparent in middle school: people took to derisively calling him "Bobby Darin". It was either "Survival of the Fittest" or "Mack the Knife" for him throughout his childhood.
Bobby's early years were spent mostly neglecting school and doing experiments with his brother Al's chemistry set in the basement of their home. It was very evident early on that Bobby had a selective mind -- he would shut down when it came to studying things that didn't interest him, and his grades suffered heavily as a result. Things that /did/ interest him, however, he passed with flying colors. Flying colors, incidentally, were the result of one chemistry experiment gone horribly awry. No amount of paint could save the walls of the basement, which to this day looks like it was the victim of a psychedelic pixie fart. After a second explosion that left the entire house smelling like rotted fish and permanently scarred the ceiling, Bobby was banned entirely from his brother's chemistry set. The brooding that followed was deep and sorrowful.
His lack of enthusiasm for most academia barely carried him through junior high and into the first year of high school. Not having a clue as to what he wanted to do with his life, and tired of the drag, Bobby flunked out his freshman year, then spent one miserable semester in his second freshman year before his parents, frustrated and at a loss, pulled him out of school with the intention of homeschooling him. Robert Darwin put him to work within the practice, and Bobby surprisingly started to flourish. During this time, he hiked, swam, and generally enjoyed the exploration of his beautiful home. It was also during this time that he fell in with a Navajo man who specialized in taxidermy. Bobby spent a lot of time learning the craft and showed quite a propensity for it. It was also at this time that he started dating one Francesca Owen, with whom he remained for a few months before she broke up with him over his "unhealthy fascination" with capturing and preserving bug specimens. He eventually earned his GED (after much arguing with his parents over the subject, to be sure). He spent two years as an untrained assistant with his father before Robert Darwin decided to ship him off to be a pre-med in the hopes that his time spent in the practice would have kindled some desire to become a doctor. Robert used a generous amount of bribery money in order to pad the boy's horrific high school grades, but even still, Meridian was the only school willing to take him. Despite the distance, Bobby was sent off to start the spring semester.
Skills, Talents, and Likes: Bobby is a budding taxidermist, but he already shows immense skill in it. He also has an intense love for all things nature and is deeply observant and knowledgeable when it comes to wildlife -- he is a big fan of his namesake's work, in spite of things. He is an avid reader, a fair runner, and an okay swimmer. He loves dogs, especially terriers, but does not own one (much to his chagrin). Collecting is one of his great passions, so much so that it is almost classifiable as an obsession. Stamps, coins, and anything of interest that he finds during his wanderings are subject to being horded. He is also an avid photograher: something at which he truly excels. His subjects are the natural world -- rarely, if ever, people. And finally, Bobby absolutely adores well-played piano music, anything from jazz piano to classical. He is personally not musically talented (in the /least/), but he has a great love for the piano. He also enjoys instrumental, symphonic music and some showtunes.
Flaws, Drawbacks, and Dislikes: While he isn't reclusive, Bobby is an introvert and shies away from strangers in general. He has a fear of large crowds and opts to stay away from them as much as he can, and to stay in them for as brief a time as he can manage when avoidance is not possible. His major flaw is a severe lack of motivation when it comes to the study of things that absolutely fail to interest him. This apathy can also be triggered by teachers that are dull or too mean-spirited; if he doesn't like a teacher, chances are that he will just not care about the class. This does horrid things to his grades. He is also a bit of a klutz, as previously mentioned, which has caused him injury more than once (he broke his arm falling off a wall when he was younger; he walked right off the edge of it without realizing what was happening). The stutter can often put a damper on his social life, and his writing needs constant proofreading because his spelling leaves something to be desired. Languages in general are really, really not his strong point.