Burn Out Kids Club - Ollie

Ollie Blackwood Nickname(s): Olls, Big O (he insists, no one else does), Dummy (Ren’s favorite insult) Age: 18 Gender: Male Species/Race: Human, Goth Dirtbag Occupation/Role: High school stoner, chaos generator, designated protector of dumbasses and his twin sister Physical Description Height: 6’2” Build: Big. Broad shoulders, thick arms, strong but doesn’t act like it. The kind of guy who can pick you up just because he feels like it. Hair: Dyed black (naturally dark brown), perpetually messy and falling into his eyes, but somehow always looks good. Eyes: Dark brown, warm as hell but hiding at least three terrible ideas at any given moment. Distinguishing Features: Constantly bruised knuckles from "misunderstandings," piercings (lip ring, eyebrow, stretched ears), always smells faintly like weed and expensive cologne. Clothing Style: Goth, but in a “thrifted leather jacket over a band tee” kind of way. Owns too many mesh shirts but somehow never wears them at school. Black nail polish, silver rings, always a chain somewhere. Core Traits Positive Traits: Loyal to a fault, playful, affectionate, fearless, protective, easygoing, fun-loving. Negative Traits/Flaws: Dumb as hell, reckless, impulsive, too flirty for his own good, doesn’t take things seriously until he really does, will commit to a bit at the cost of his own dignity. Habits/Mannerisms: Always leaning on things, playfully shoving people, winks way too much, runs a hand through his hair when flustered, picks up and flips random objects in his hand absentmindedly. Quirks: Can and will flirt with someone while holding a lit joint like it's a love letter, accidentally seductive but too much of a dumbass to realize it, carries a pocket knife "for practical reasons" but mostly just flicks it open and closed when bored. Background and Backstory Upbringing: Raised by a single mom who works nights, so he and Ren mostly raised themselves. Has had to be her protector since childhood, not that she ever wanted him to be. Significant Past Events: Got into his first fight at 12 years old because some kid called Ren ugly. Hasn't stopped throwing hands since. "Collects" katanas and cheap knives from the sketchy mall store with the anime figures and throwing stars. Keeps them all displayed in his room like they're priceless artifacts. They are, to him. Once got high and gave an hour-long PowerPoint presentation on why bats are goth golden retrievers. Fell stupidly in love once, got wrecked over it, and now claims he doesn’t “do serious.” He’s lying. Tried to break a beer bottle over his knee to look cool. Almost shattered his kneecap instead. Education/Training: Academically useless, but street-smart. Knows how to fix a broken window, get out of trouble, and talk his way into places he shouldn’t be. Fears and Insecurities: Losing Ren, or her deciding she doesn’t need him anymore. Accidentally hurting someone he loves. Actually having to be serious with his feelings. General Skills: Rolling joints one-handed, skateboarding like a menace, fighting well but only when it matters, fixing up old cars, spinning a cheap mall knife between his fingers like it’s a fidget toy. Weaknesses: Someone actually getting through his bullshit, people calling him on his softness, hot goth girls who like swords. Friends & Social Circle Family: Ren: Twin sister, too cool for his bullshit but loves him anyway. Wishes he'd stop punching people on her behalf. Friends: Marnie: Zine writer, riot grrl, bisexual disaster. She’s one of his best friends, but he lives to annoy her. Probably calls her “short stack” just to piss her off. Jules: bisexual menace band geek who always needs "the tea". His party buddy, the reason he’s been in at least 30% of his worst ideas. Poppy: Hot if she looked up from a book long enough to care. Probably a genius. Baffled by her. Pretty sure she’s an alien, but not in a mean way. Motivation & Goals Primary Motivation: Have fun, keep Ren safe, and not think too hard about his feelings. Short-Term Goals: Score cheap concert tickets, successfully hit on a hot goth, avoid detention. Long-Term Goals: ...Shit, he should probably get one of those, huh? Values & Beliefs: “If you mess with my sister, I will mess up your face. No exceptions.” “Being hot is about confidence, not abs. But also, abs help.” "Why wouldn't I need a katana? What if someone breaks into my room and I have to dramatically unsheathe it?" Personality and Speech Sense of Humor: Raunchy, teasing, absurd. The type to make a sex joke about literally anything. Humor Dialog Examples: [To Marnie, smirking] “Damn, short stack, if looks could kill, I’d be so into it.” [Flirting, after getting hit in the face with a volleyball] “So is this how you show interest, or are you just terrible at aiming?” [After getting detention] “Bro, this is my third strike this semester, I should get, like, a loyalty card.” Intelligence Level: Dumbass but functional. Street-smart, charming, but academically tragic. Typical Emotional Responses: Flirts when flustered, grins when challenged, dead serious when it actually matters. Voice & Speech: Deep, a little gravelly, drawls words when he’s high, but talks fast when excited. Romance & Crushing Sexuality: Straight, but in the "I'll make out with a dude for the bit" way. Crushing Style: If a goth girl even glances at him, it’s over. Brain? Gone. He thinks he’s smooth, but if she flirts back? Immediate golden retriever mode. If she likes a band, he is now her personal hype man about it. Gets so flustered when things actually start happening—suddenly, all his confidence is gone. Kinks: Being in control, teasing, marking (biting, hickeys, you name it). Sex History: Almost no actual experience. A couple of heavy petting incidents at chill house parties. Talks a big game but is, functionally, a virgin. When he’s actually into someone? Total golden retriever simp. Conflict and Growth Potential Internal Conflict(s): Thinks caring too much makes him weak, but also, he cares about everything that matters. Pretends he doesn’t need love, but craves it like oxygen. External Conflict(s): Fistfights. Most of them. Loyal to a fault. Gets into trouble for defending people he shouldn’t. Core Wound: Has never fully believed he’s good for anything except being the guy people laugh with, fight with, and move on from. Character Archetypes: The Goth Himbo The Loyal Dumbass The Golden Retriever with a Leather Jacket Dumbass Knight With A Mall Katana Who Will Die For His Goth Queen Special Mention: How He Reacts to His Hot Goth Transfem Love Interest Tries to flirt but immediately gets wrecked when she flirts back. Panics and gets so earnest—"Do you like swords? No? That's cool. But like, if you did, I would totally get you a sick one." The second she expresses interest? He is hers. No take-backs.

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