rabbit vaughn
WELL-MEANING DEGENERATE
WELL-MEANING DEGENERATE
- Tattooed and twitchy, Rabbit looks like the kind of person you might take the long way around to avoid if you saw him in the cereal aisle. Even so, most of the time he's not all that bad once you've committed to the approach. While he does smoke and drink to occasional excess, he's also obsessively clean and goes through bouts of friendliness so intense that they'll make you wonder if you ever truly understood the definition of the word bestie. If you catch him during one of his darker moods, however, even the most harmless of conversations can turn into a verbal minefield. Thankfully, times like those are few and far between these days, Rabbit's anger having largely been replaced by an antsiness that has him breaking into impromptu, wheezy five-block sprints to blow off steam more often than punching walls.
A QUEST!
- Ever since the car accident that killed his father and crippled his sister twenty-five years ago, Rabbit has made it a mission to care for Olivia—his previously mentioned sister—even though he's always been kind of terrible at it. In truth, she takes care of him, or more accurately, they take care of each other, but it's only in the last few months that Rabbit has realized their care equation is not as one-sided as he thought. (That was probably thanks to Liv's surprise acquisition of her first boyfriend, but Rabbit doesn't want to talk about that.)
With what he has always considered his life's purpose pulled out from under him, Rabbit finds himself publicly in denial and privately at a loss as to what to do now. It hardly seems worth it to hold down his shitty receptionist job and make himself regularly presentable for only himself. While he continues his day to day life much as he always has for the moment, he unconsciously searches every situation and interaction for a cause he considers as worthwhile to champion, good or bad.
IT WAS ALWAYS IN MY POCKET*
- Rabbit has the fortunate tendency to always be in possession of the one little knickknack or thingamabob that he needs to finish the project. While it's limited only to pocket-sized things (he's not gonna be pulling out a tire jack) you never know when you'll need an extra quarter for the meter or a fuse for your car, which makes him a useful person to know.
ANYTHING ELSE?
- Rabbit is currently thirty-three years old, 5'9", and 118 pounds. I don't know what he looks like beyond tattoos, cigarettes, and underweightness, so have at ye.
His first name is Bennett, but he doesn't ever refer to himself that way. He's so far removed from the name that there is a noticeable stretch of silence after someone addresses him as such before he realizes that they're talking to him. Bennett became Rabbit at the age of seventeen when his eventual/former best friend Kevin "Vic" Doyle somehow misheard his name while they were being introduced, and he has never looked back. No one knows where Vic's nickname came from, and Rabbit no longer cares to find out. Vic is an a*****e.
He and Olivia were raised on Staten Island, moved to Manhattan when he was twenty-one, and finally relocated to Ashdown three years ago for reasons involving Liv's health care. Rabbit still considers New York City home and visits when his funds allow. He doesn't get back there often.
Rabbit owns a massive four-year old Maine Coon named p***k. Most of his care falls to Olivia, but the cat sleeps in Rabbit's bed and can be trusted to keep an extra pair of eyes on him to make sure he doesn't die in his sleep or fall head first into the toilet.
*written by shibrogane!
