KNOX, WILLIAM NOAH

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william noah knox.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. William Noah Knox
stage name. Will Knox
nicknames. Bill, Will, Bear
age & dob. Thirty, May Twenty First, Nineteen Eighty
gender. Male
sexual orientation. Straight
career. TV/Film Actor
hometown. Cheyenne, Wyoming


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. 5'8"
eyes. Blue
hair. Blond
build. More to love
distinguishing features. Hairy chest
play-by. Chris Farley


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves. Football, competition, eating, laughing, women, and music.
hates. Homophobes, losing, racists, bare feet, body odor, and snobs.
quirks. Has a tough time using his "inside" voice, says "man" a lot, and laughs as a defensive mechanism
aspirations. To bring gut busting laughs into homes across the world, have his name on the Hollywood Walk of Fame and make enough money so his family can live with security.
secrets. Gambled on football games while playing in the NCAA. Took human growth hormone in college. Bulimic throughout high school.
personality evaluated. At first glance, you might think that everything you need to know about Will Knox could be written with a dull crayon on the back of a used paper plate: fat, clumsy, loud guy who's a washed up college football player looking for an easy dollar. What most fail to see, except for those who have truly gotten to know his unique character, discover that he's a warm, loving and honest man.

Deeply religious, affectionate, and charitable, those closest to him often refer to Will as being without a hateful bone in his body. Having a tendency to seek approval at all costs, he uses his talents at the whim of whoever needs the next laugh. Regularly belly-flopping over the line of funny and wrong, his humor has often landed him in areas that scream negatively rather than showering him with compliments and good graces. Obsessed with what people think of him, some see him as bumbling, innocent, awestruck man while some see that as an act.

Often one to laugh off a crude comment made towards him, he's not one for conflict, especially since he strives to be liked by everyone. Having a vast imagination as a child, Will uses his imagination to bring his role's to life whether minor or major. While he doesn't crave being the center of attention, he doesn't stray from it either. Always willing and wanting to make others around him feel more comfortable and just genuinely happy, he isn't afraid of making a fool of himself so others can enjoy their evening.

/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. Edward Colin Lawrence, 67 , Retired NFL player.
mother. Isabella Marie Knox, 64, Retired Military.
siblings. Samantha Anna Livingston, 27, Psychiatrist.
pets. None
other family. None
history evaluated. Born William Noah Knox in Cheyenne, WY. His parents divorced when he was only three years old, leaving him to be raised by his mother, along with his grandparents on their ranch. With his father pursuing a career in the NFL, while taken care of financially, Will's mother taught both of her children at a young age that hard work and continuing to pursue their goals would allow them to achieve their dreams; without the aide of anyone's money but their very own.

Growing up in a religious household, he often found himself butting heads with his mother, disagreeing with her with every opportunity given to him. Disciplined by his grandfather routinely, as he grew older, through religion, Will eventually found an area of neutrality with his mom, bettering their relationship as mother and son. However, while everything seemed fine and well, the absence of his father left a giant whole in his life.

He struggled to try and fill the gap, normally using laughter as a means to escape the pain he felt. Figuring if he could make others laugh and enjoy themselves at his own expense, they'd accept him as a friend. And while it worked at first, at times, friends just seem to drift apart.

With a desire and a need to be recognized solely by his father, he took up football in Junior High, playing all throughout High School and even landing himself a scholarship playing football, all for the sake of gaining his dad's attention. However, even managing to play college ball didn't seem to impress Will's father, which lead Will down a dark road in his life, mainly concerning his substance abuse of human growth hormone, to try and gain an edge over the competition. Will figured if he was the best, his father would have no choice but to recognize his son.

And while it worked, the roots that had been instilled in him as a child by his mother and grandparents had begun to steadily chip away. He'd gotten involved with drinking heavily, and even experimenting with further uses of drugs. After the partying was over, he'd found himself in debt from gambling, though looked to his future in the NFL as a way to both save the relationship he longed for with his father, while saving himself as well. Upon entering the NFL draft, Will graduated college with a degree in communications and theater.

Drafted late in the first round, only a year had passed before starting in his first NFL game at offensive tackle. Sadly, that game would be his last. On a scramble play gone bad, Will broke his right leg in two places, forcing him into early retirement.

Returning home and in debt, he had begun working at his hometown's steel mill to pay off what he owed. Roughly a year had passed, now miserable and broken, after a conversation with his mother, Will found himself enrolled in Lavelle's Improv Theatre Academy. Seeing football as a means to only gain his father's attention, he'd pushed aside what truly inspired him. What made him feel happy. Laughter.

Not long after joining Lavelle's Improv Theatre Academy, Will had his first start in professional comedy, and soon after, found work at the Olympic Improv theater in Chicago. While comfortable where he was at, with his debt paid off in full, Will turned his attention to Hollywood. Wanting to effect people across the globe, he hoped to inspire others and give them a good laugh while doing so. Pursuing Hollywood, he hopes to one day get his name on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.


/ christmas came early for me

alias. J
years of rp experience. 8?
other characters. N/A
how did you find us. Eddy Tate
roleplay sample.

sketchCOMEDY||
"We want Santa! We want Santa! We want Santa!!" The children shouted in unison, pumping their little arms as they huddled around the decorated golden chair, anxiously awaiting the arrival of Santa.

The mall was packed this time of year, hundreds upon thousands spending their free hours Christmas shopping while mothers and fathers scurried with their children to see what would be an eventful and everlasting memory in the form of Santa. Hundreds gathered for the spectacle, waiting in line for what seemed like an eternity just to get a glimpse of the jolly red man.

"Okay, okay kids," a man in a black suit chuckled, taking center stage. His charming smile and slicked hair soothed the rowdy children, calming them as he asked them to shush with the simple gesture of his finger to his mouth. "Santa is coming, but first I want everyone's attention."

"This year we're going to do things a little differently," he said, still holding his smile. "We're all a little concerned by the way young people in this town are turning out. That's why today we have a very special Santa Claus for you." The children jumped with joy, the mere mention of Santa's name causing them to almost burst with glee.

"Now," the man started again, "he's been downstairs drinking expresso for that last four hours, so lets give Santa a warm welcome, come on!" His clapping became contagious until everyone was doing so. The kids jumped in joy, parents took snapshots with their cameras. Then out he came.

"Ooooh ho ho ho hooo!!" Dressed in his Santa outfit, Will sprung to center stage, slightly hunched over, his knees bowl-legged as he continually fastened the belt which squeezed his bulging waistline. "Now my name is Mat Foley," he swung his arms frantically, "and I am a motivational Santa!" He swayed from side to side, continuing to adjust his belt. "Let me tell ya a little bit about myself so that ya know where I'm coming from!" The kids stood silent, watching as the man with his fake beard continued to lift up his bottoms.

"First off, I am thirty-five years old." He showed the crowd three fingers, "I am THRICE divorced!!" He inhaled deeply, appearing to be exhausted already. "And I live at the North Pole--in a VAN down by the river!!"

"--I want a Super Morphing Power Ranger!!" A boy shouted, flailing his hands as he stepped up to Santa. "I want a Power Ranger!!"

"Well ya do, do ya?" Santa asked, continuing to adjust his belt while practically screaming in the boys face.

"M--my son Jason is just crazy about that show," the boys mother said, smiling as she clung to her son by the shoulders.

"Well WHOOP-DEE-FREAKIN-DOO!!" Santa shouted, his hat and glasses falling off. Scrambling to put his glasses on, he moved to the other side of the stage, continuing his pep talk. "It's all about presents to you kids, isn't it?!" He swung his arms again, as if trying to get his point across in a fit of rage. Gasping for air, he'd continue the shurade.

"Ya'll wake up Christmas mornin'," he swung his arms back and forth, trying to mimic the children running, "run down to the tree at light speed!! Grab the biggest present you can--you tear it open--you pop your hand in--and you pull out a dream come true..."

Will's future had come true. His future, was comedy.

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