Lieu; Salle de réunion!
Interagir avec; en personne: Jackson, Adielle, et Elijah (), Duh Woof Pack ( ), et Pink Head Cheerleader ()
Dans le texte: Le vrai Slim Shady ()
Armé aux dents avec une paire de lunettes de soleil et un peu de soleil dans sa poche, Sunny s'est déplacé à travers les masses d'étudiants meuniers pour se dispenser de tout ce qu'il pouvait dans l'une des nombreuses cabines pourpre de leur côté du camp. Il avait pris le temps de se promener à un rythme qui lui a permis de regarder le vert vibrant des feuilles tremblant dans la brise d'été, captivé par la nature qui l'entourait. Natif de Seattle, il n'a pas passé beaucoup de temps entre le froid mordant et l'aspersion de la pluie pour profiter de la nature. Même s'il aimait la vie animée de la ville qui l'entourait, il était agréable de prendre un souffle profond et profond d'air frais non entaché par l'échappement des voitures et les courants étouffants de l'air ramassant toujours une sorte de parfum et leur mère. Bien sûr, un citadin ne pouvait faire autant que s'il était donné libre sur une vaste parcelle de terre. Sunny est allé où il s'est laissé prendre, la plupart du temps et avec peu de plaintes.
Beaucoup de personnes ne pouvaient pas tout à fait deviner d'où Sunny venait (et beaucoup ont dit la Californie juste pour le fait qu'il rayonnait le bonheur insouciant? Il ne savait pas, vraiment). Le style grunge et hipster de Seattle n'a pas mis ses dents dans le sens de la mode de Sunny - pas de manteaux trop grands ou écharpes en été et certainement pas de beanies pour couvrir ces cheveux jaunes brillants de fleur de maïs ou de lunettes épaisses bordées pour couvrir ses yeux de soleil-en-bleu-skies. La plupart de ce que Sunny a mis en évidence sa disposition, avec des couleurs vives et des manches courtes. Honnêtement, il avait toujours l'air prêt à tout jeter pour révéler une paire de troncs de natation avant de plonger directement dans les eaux. Sa mère l'a appelé un touriste perpétuel, portant une caméra partout où il est allé ("gotta trouver tous les moments kodiak, maman!") et portant des chemises florales hawaïennes avec son pantalon de cargo papa.
Personne n'a remis en question ce style bien que parce qu'il était si distinctement Sunny qu'il a fait mal. Et c'était sympa d'être capable de sortir par une journée ensoleillée avec un bouton trop grand vers le haut ouvert et coulant pour révéler le haut de réservoir blanc étoilé en dessous et juste à peu près prêt à s'attaquer à la journée.
Et cela signifiait généralement rester assis à regarder tout, à voir tout, à sourire à tout. Les jours où son calendrier l'a alerté des événements en cours, cela signifiait que Sunny est arrivé en retard presque tout le temps. En fait, à peu près tout le temps. Quelqu'un comme lui, qui aimait s'arrêter et sentir les fleurs tout en obtenant son nez dans plus que juste nectar doux (re: problèmes, beaucoup et beaucoup de problèmes qui ne sont pas son propre business) ne pourrait pas respecter un programme strict si il a frappé dans le visage.
Donc, finalement, Sunny a fait son chemin vers le hall principal, toujours armé de son sourire de signature et ses mains empaillées dans ses poches. Et, bien, entrer dans la grande pièce s'est immédiatement senti tendu et le dos de Sunny s'est redressé pendant que ses sourcils sillonnaient. Ses yeux dardaient autour de la pièce, les lèvres courbées, à la recherche de ce qui a déclenché l'air dans une explosion d'électricité. Le son est venu en premier, malgré les yeux de Sunny couvrant un terrain décent et il s'est immédiatement déplacé vers le voisinage des gens qui gagnaient autour, la plupart des gris mais quelques roses errants et peut-être un rouge se sont-ils trouvés dans le mélange.
Avec sa caméra relevée, Sunny traquait chaque individu, s'installant assez loin pour obtenir chacun dans la prise de vue. Le snap et la bouffée de la lumière de la caméra auraient attiré l'attention de n'importe qui sur le sourire assez fort de Sunny ne le ferait pas. "Damn, quelle photo parfaite de sortie en famille. Heureux de pouvoir l'immortaliser pour vous tous », a-t-il dit, en glissant sur la table où quelques taches avaient été libérées. L'image Polaroid a glissé de sa fente et dans la main de Sunny, l'agitant immédiatement soigneusement avant de la remettre à l'individu le plus proche, celui d'être Ash avec un sourire éclatant. Qui sait ce qu'elle pensait de lui - il ne l'a certainement pas fait, mais cela n'a pas beaucoup d'importance. "Les enfants généralement gris," Sunny a déclaré, "bien que je connais vos beaucoup de disposition de rose, mais c'est ce que sont les ciseaux pour et mignons coupures de quelques stars chaudes dans un magazine, vous savez?"
Après son introduction brutale, Sunny se tourna vers Adielle et Jackson, regardant Eli se tenir entre eux. "Qu'est-ce qui a mis tout le monde dans un tizzy ce premier jour de camp?" ses yeux ont pris l'expression brouillée de Jackson, sourcils sillonnant légèrement mais pas assez pour déterminer quoi que ce soit au-delà de l'humeur neutre de Sunny: rayon de soleil heureux des bons moments. Quoi qu'il en soit, ce cours d'action pourrait peut-être, peut-être atterrir Sunny avec un oeil noir s'il décidait d'intervenir en lui-même. Ou être hurlé par Eli et Adi d'après l'apparence de leurs propres expressions. Ou les deux. D'habitude, c'était les deux. Ce serait probablement les deux.
Il a glissé son regard vers Kitt juste un moment avant de brosser sa présence hors - probablement vient juste de commencer des commérages ou de blâmer quelqu'un pour porter le printemps quand ils étaient en automne. Sunny n'était pas une personne stéréotypée, mais s'il le devait, Kitt serait son choix; tout ce qu'il faisait était l'incarnation des plans d'action choisis par Rose.
Peut-être que c'était le plaisir d'empêcher quelqu'un de se battre avec une autre personne, le potentiel d'un combat qu'il perdrait probablement. Ou peut-être que c'était le sentiment après avoir été là pour aider quelqu'un. Ou peut-être que c'était le sens d'une justice juste, des choses que vous lisez dans des bandes dessinées qui semblaient géniales mais qui étaient vraiment stupides comme se tenir debout à un agresseur maniant un couteau sans aucune forme de défense mais ses mains nues. Cette situation a plutôt été comme draguer un ours après qu'il ait juste vomi sur deux lions de montagne déjà en train de leur barrer les dents (vous l'avez? Pendant qu'une meute de loups s'asseyait à son arrière. Il a choisi le moment rapide entre les réponses pour tirer Alex un texte (pas l'un à côté de lui ou l'autre avec un 'K'; la dame avec l'attitude piquante et le visage de chienne au repos qui pourrait probablement rivaliser avec Holden's, qui regardait sans aucune amusement au fiasco devant lui).
À : L'aiguille de l'espace de vie
donc d'abord: HI J'ai raté U!!!! Deuxième sortie : à quelle vitesse pouvez-vous vous rendre dans la salle de réunion? Je me suis mis dans un style d'histoire de gang de guerre de l'ouest et im sur le point d'obtenir l'anita'd. C'est ce que j'ai dit. C'est ce que j'ai dit. Tu connais cette scène dans le restaurant où? Oui. Im est sur le point d'obtenir l'anita'd hardcore à partir de son apparence. être mon doc bby ne les laisse pas avoir mon innocenceeeeeeeeeeeeee 
Il ne savait pas exactement dans quoi il s'était mis jusqu'à ce qu'il s'y soit installé après avoir piétiné le droit à l'intimité de tout le monde en s'emparant de leur moment de franchise. L'hostilité, mais la franchise.
”Here comes the sun - doo doo doo doo - here comes the sun
And I say it's all right.” –The Beatles
Walking on Sunshine - Katrina and the Waves | Don't Stop Me Now - Queen  
    
  
|Full Name|
Samson Ray Morris
|Nickname|
Sunny
|Birth Date|
July 3rd, 1998
|Age|
18
|Gender|
Male
|Sexuality|
Homosexual
|Sexually Active|
"Nah, I like to think I'm savin' myself; that, in itself, can have many connotations."
|Relationship Status|
Single
|Role|
Team Purple Member
|Years At Camp|
4
|Team Color|
Purple! (It's not yellow, but close enough? not at all)
  
    
  
|In Depth Appearance|
A taller fellow, with his 6'1" height to spread all the muscle mass and definition easily, Sunny does boast a brighter, glowing complexion - much to the complaint of his mother, who can't seem to find the right foundation that doesn't make her skin break out into hives. The staple of Sunny's look depends solely on Sunny's smile: a slow, small thing that ever so gradually breaks into a beaming glow of white teeth. It reaches his eyes, adding a layer of depth to the star burst of green that envelopes the pool of white it settles in. His voice comes quiet, full of enthusiasm but never an octave or decibel higher than it needs to be. Not that he tries hard to keep his voice low, or anything (haha, he does; he tries so hard). Sunny's a strapping guy, peaked at teenage, physical prowess that belies a healthy and active lifestyle - comes to no surprise, with how much energy he seems to expend each day.
By no means could Sunny achieve perfection, though. Cheekbones may be cut with undoubted precision, but they tend to offset the prominent laugh lines and deep dimples that stretch his cheeks. His lips are plush and pert, making it look smaller than it is while it sits above his jutting chin and hard jawline. He walks with a slight slouch, appearing smaller than he actually is and has a notorious case of pigeon toes (they're slanted inward, toward each other, even when he walks). A minor bow-leg tops everything off in a very off balance set, with his lower have being rather heavy in the imperfections.
He doesn't mind, though; people find beauty in everything.
Aside from that, Sunny dresses mostly for the summer, preferring khaki shorts and tank tops that range from ill-fitting to a size too small. His shoes are usually slip-ons, Vans and the like, though he does own a pair of galaxy print converse that he totes around in on special occasions. He's not the most well dressed, but he does have some fashion sense. It shows in the usual things he wears and the fact that he's more than willing to switch it up without coming off as trying too hard or having no clue what he's doing. He supposes he's at least got some mind for how to not look dumb.
  
 
   
  
|Habits & Quirks|
 True to form, his facial reactions are slow (it's like grinning small and then watching it slowly grow larger, except this is a wider spectrum)
 Gives the thumbs up sign for everything. Everything. Just about everything. Pretty much everything.
 You know how people stretch? It's usually subdued in public - like a, eh, you know, gotta get the kinks out thing. For Sunny that's a no. He goes full on 'cat just got done sun napping' mode; it can be absurdly sexual and he shows a lot of skin and it's all not on purpose
 Eats like a mouse; small bites, but he also eats surprisingly fast?
 Takes a Tide To Go stick everywhere and knows how to get any kind of stain out of any kind of fabric (hypothesis: would make a good serial killer)
 Lays his head on everyone's lap. Stranger or no.
|Likes & Dislikes|
✔ Yellow
✔ Good Times; Good People
✔ Bad B-Films
✔ Cinematography
✔ Taking Photos
✔ Scenic Views
✔ Fluffy Aminals
✔ Existentialism
✘ The General Concept of Pessimism
✘ Excuses
✘ Fallacies and Liars
✘ Going Overboard on the Competitive Thing
✘ That Falling Feeling Just Before You Wake Up
✘ Tragedies
✘ Ginger (the food)
✘ Orange Juice
|Fears & Phobias|
 Finding discontentment in his life.
 Falling.
  
    
  
|Good Personality Traits|
 Optimistic
 Always Happy
 Confident/Shameless
 Concerned with doing the Right Thing
|Bad Personality Traits|
 Has Issues With Self-Sacrifice
 Ironically Doesn't Think He Deserves a lot of Good Stuff
 Tends to Throw Himself at Problems
 Case of the Wrong Place, Wrong Time Conundrum (In other words, stinks his nose where it shouldn't belong)
|Personality|
It seems trite to describe someone as a 'veritable ball of sunshine' however, how else can anyone describe Sunny? It's in his name.
That seems like an injustice, though. Who is Sunny besides that? That's honestly what a lot of people ask and it's the number one reason to dislike him. Too optimistic. Too happy. Too carefree. But it's like getting a card that sings 'Pocketful of Sunshine' on repeat. At first, it's like, 'Really? This song? Are you kidding me?' and then you open it again. And again. And again. And suddenly you're standing atop your bay windows in the middle of the afternoon shaking your hips for all the world to see, singing along like no one's business.
did you just describe that one scene from Easy A? The short answer: yes. The long answer: yes, definitely.
Weird analogies aside, Sunny's depth lie between the lines of his upbeat personality. He's not overly enthusiastic, preferring the dopey smile to an all out beaming grin. There's always something to smile about, even in moments of duress - Sunny never has a bad word to say. And, well, yeah, he's the kind of person who likes to see the good inherent in everyone. The catch is that he knows when something like that matters and he knows when it doesn't mean a lick of anything. Potential means just that, untapped and there for the taking; potential is opportunity. While people have the potential to do dig the good from under the surface, it doesn't mean they'll take the opportunity when handed it. And to Sunny, it's more about doing the right thing than doing what he thinks is good and nice.
That doesn't mean he can't try, though. And maybe that's where he just kind of stumbles along.
Now, Sunny has a lot of friends - he doesn't care to count his enemies - and that's saying something. He's good at making nice, good at small talk, good at doing something kind and thoughtful, if small or trivial. But having a lot of 'friends' doesn't mean much when most of them wouldn't crawl to your corner in times of struggle. Sunny may have a lot of people he calls friends (read: acquaintances), but he doesn't have many people he could truly consider friends. People willing to be there for more than just what he gives them on the surface. People that he doesn't just say hi, wave, and move on. That's possibly Sunny's biggest flaw - getting lost in a sea of people. He likes to call it 'isolated in present company' as a joke to mostly himself and his mother.
In other circumstances, Sunny has a tendency to but into situations where he shouldn't. He likes to make things his business, especially if that thing comes at the expense of another person. Sometimes it just takes a moment to think about what he should do to stop himself and most of the time it never ends successfully. That's also possibly why he finds himself always arriving at the worst possible time. A lot of his efforts seem to be ill-timed and that's possibly his fault for having a knack for wandering. Sunny's mom always had a knack for finding him in the principal's office, clutching some random stray and going on about how a group of boys found it funny to throw rocks at it. Earning a few scraps for the sake of others, well, that's just a day in the life of Sunny Morris.
|Place Of Origin|
Seattle, Washington
|Background|
A lot of Sunny's personality can be derived from an amalgamation of his mother and father's extremely awkward meet-cute.
Ya see, Daisy Cavendish had a knack for coming off as strong willed. Her coworkers coined the nickname Pushing Daisies - really creative bunch. Cross that lady and it ends up a sure fire way of landing in an early grave. Unfortunately, that attitude didn't come off as endearing enough to her newly minted boss, a misogynist through-and-through. Young upstart at a moderately well-known magazine turned into busting tables and giving handsy men the stink eye.
It so happened one of those handsy men ended up being Sunny's father - the definition of handsy being Daisy's own edit. The wild gestures of Jacob Morris landed him in stern talking to, having accidentally slapped every waiter in the restaurant square on the ass - his hands, like himself, did not discriminate. It went more like him sitting in the corner of his booth seat once he'd been seen alone, trying not to cry at Daisy's accusatory tone and thinly veiled threats of castration. Sadly, that earned her a dismissal immediately with her measly twenty bucks in tips.
However, the young man had a slight death wish and went after her in hopes of apologizing for being a little too out of sorts and for getting her fired. In fact, he offered her a job where he worked, which, in return, earned him a heavy slap to the face. Persistent as ever, he spat out another apology and offered to pay for her cab fair - what he thought would be another slap was a reluctant consideration on both the job offer and the cab fair. She never did allow him to pay the cab fair, but she took up the job in a heartbeat. Luckily for them, Daisy rode the chain of command higher than she expected, so it wasn't out of the question that once she was no longer his subordinate and she no longer thought he was a creep that they started dating.
A cute summary of how life ended up to where it eventually landed now, with his mother busy roaming the world and his father chasing the oddest dream in Sunny could conceivable think of - owning an herb and spices bookstore didn't seem like the most... exciting opportunity. When Sunny came along, things got rough before they could ever get better. Daisy seemed more preoccupied with ambition than she did settling down and Jacob looked more lost when it came to raising a kid than he did that one time he'd stumbled into a corn maze drunk visiting Daisy's family. Life, for the most part, didn't want to cooperate until thing looked far worse than they ever did. Tried and true, Sunny came out all smiles and their kid couldn't have been more of a godsend. Struggles or no, Sunny brightened any room he waddled into and made the dark, bleak world look a lot better off than it used to.
Usually, having an unexpected, unplanned kid left things hanging; it made things difficult and put pressure on an already festering wound. Sunny proved an exception and the definition of a happy accident. Without the boy to act as a cohesive to a pressured marriage, Daisy and Jacob might not have had it in them to continue, no matter their love for each other. Sunny, being the ball of sunshine that he is, made things easier while making other things harder. For the most part, he made the worst things seem minuscule in comparison to his shining smile.
And the world, to his parents, doesn't deserve a kid like him. (He doesn't think he deserves much, though, something that can't be changed so easily with a smile)
|Miscellaneous|
Sunny's mostly deaf and uses hearing aids. He's been such since the age of 12, due to a nasty flu virus causing sudden sensorineural hearing loss. The immediate treatment helped and over the course of a few days, Sunny got his hearing back. However, they'd waited just a moment too long and as the years go by, Sunny loses another volume of his hearing. He's got some shiny hearing aids, however, that help tremendously, even if it's not a permanent fix. So far, he's quite excellent at ASL and is currently working on learning how to read lips.
|Extra|
I love writing poetry when the inspiration hits me. I'm sure I have tons of crap saved up somewhere in a notebook or something. Haha. ;3;