Percy [Wetmore] Jun 16, 2008 9:43:09 GMT -5
Post by xnewenglanderx on Jun 16, 2008 9:43:09 GMT -5
Nicknames:Little Darling and Little Angel to his mother and aunt. As to the rest of the world, Dipsh*t would be an understated and gentle nickname for him.
Birthday:December 17, 1911. Celebrated during the entire month of December.
Height & Weight:5’6” and 126 pounds
If cynicism was reincarnated as an actual person, that individual would be Percy Wetmore. A cruel, abusive, and malevolent corrections officer, Percy often takes advantage of his job by taunting, teasing, provoking, and assaulting the inmates without a single thought of guilt or remorse. Actually finding joy in the act of humiliating the inmates, he is severely hated by his other co-workers who would love nothing more than to see him punished for his brutality or at least fired. However, they can wish all they want as Percy has undeniable connections with the state governor. Well aware of this fact, Percy uses it to his advantage to manipulate and he frequently flaunts his familial ties to avoid getting in trouble.
On top of this, Percy is also extremely vain and is seemingly in love with his hair. This point can be proven due to the fact that he carries an extra comb in his pocket just in case a hair should fall out of place. But, despite all of this, Percy also harbors fear and confusion. A spoiled brat, Percy masks his uncertainty through a showy display of repulsive animosity towards others. And when actually confronted or placed in a dangerous situation, Percy is transformed into a helpless, whimpering, fearful puppy. He is the definition of a hypocrite.
Percy might be deemed attractive if it wasn’t for his absolutely contemptible personality. His pale complexion is accentuated by his dark jade green eyes, which are usually clouded with the expression of conniving malevolence. His thick lips usually only form either: a sniveling pout, an angered grimace, or a bratty smirk. It is an awkward notion to think of him having ever smiled genuinely or sincerely. Except maybe when he’s conversing with his mother or aunt. His jaw is mostly always clenched tightly, making his pronounced cheekbones even more strikingly evident.
And since Percy doesn’t have his act together, at least his outward appearance is pulled together. His hair is always neatly
After years of unsuccessful attempts at trying to conceive, Percy’s mother finally got her wish when she became pregnant with her first and last child. Percy was considered a ‘miracle child’ and his mother’s doctors warned her that having one child didn’t solidify her chances of ever having another one. Using this excuse as an opportunity to spoil her son rotten, she pampered Percy ever since day one—taking him out his crib frequently and unnecessarily and so forth. She bought him anything his heart desired and even if he so much as uttered a single whimper, his wish was her command. As if being spoiled by his mother wasn’t enough, Percy only had one aunt—his mother’s older sister—who had married late in life and was unable to have children of her own. As a result, she too doted upon little Percy Wetmore. This was no doubt how he acquired his spoiled brat attitude—which was only amplified by his aunt’s marriage to the state governor.
However, Percy was not always showered with love and gifts. In fact, the only people who truly seemed to care about him and consequently, whom he loved back, were his mom and aunt. His father certainly didn’t care about him; he was envious of the unconditional love that his wife showed towards their son. And this jealousy might’ve been lessened if he had been proud of Percy. But indeed he was not. A weak, un-athletic, uncoordinated, spoiled pushover all throughout elementary and middle school, continuing into the beginning years of high school, Percy was often victimized and preyed upon by malicious bullies. Wedgies, face plants in dirt, and verbal abuse were of the daily routine for Percy. And this is what made his father indifferent and uncaring—how could he love a son who didn’t defend himself and therefore, he didn’t respect?
Knowing that school was miserably torturous, Percy decided to take the easy way out—and drop out. While this decision distanced him from his father even more, his mother and aunt supported him “One million percent!” With a little help from his connections with the governor, Percy was able to obtain a multitude of jobs before he finally landed himself in E Block at Cold Mountain Penitentiary. Quickly discovering the power he had over the inmates, Percy savored every moment, taking every opportunity to be cruel. In a way, it was his revenge against the school bullies, his father, and the world. Not being entirely oblivious, Percy soon learned of his co-workers’ contempt for him and used this as manipulation to receive a promotion of management for the next execution, dangling his promise to leave the penitentiary if they did. Little did he know the consequences that would ensue because of it including: the deliberately sabotaged and gruesome execution of Delacroix, his temporary insanity caused by John Coffey that led to Billy’s death, and his permanent catatonic state and residence at Briar Ridge Mental Hospital.
Other information:He is hated by every single one of his co-workers, even though they painfully tolerate him and try their hardest to be patient with him. Similarly, all of the inmates despise him and his brutality except for William Wharton who is not in the least bit intimidated by him and instead, torments Percy. His aunt is the only individual that seems to care for Percy and she is only mentioned, never seen.
When they were taken from the story:Right before the covert operation to have John Coffey heal Melinda, Harold’s (the warden) wife. He will be poofed to the mansion right before Paul Edgecombe and Brutus Howell force him into a straitjacket.
Series:The Green Mile
Other notes:I made up the first two paragraphs of Percy’s history and I’m a little nervous. Messing with or adding to any Stephen King book/movie is very intimidating. I hope I did alright. :/
The pain was absolutely excruciating and Percy was reminded of the days back in high school when a stinging tug on his underwear was quickly followed by a wanton launch into the long row of lockers. Except this time, the antagonist wasn’t Brett Leisten, it was Brutal Howell—and instead of a wedgie, the offense was the overwhelmingly dreadful threat of having his ears ripped off. Giving a quick, intense burst of struggle, Percy attempted to free himself from Brutal’s grasp, his thrashings amusing the large man even more and likewise, making Percy all the more desperate.
Percy’s shouts and pleas fell on deaf ears and as the pain around his ears intensified, he had no choice but to oblige and insert his arms into the mockingly stark white sleeves of the straitjacket. His jaw clenched, he gave a soft, almost inaudible whimper, completely degraded and extremely mortified. And yet, none of this would change the fact that he was still going to call up his aunt the next day and inform her of the cruelties of the prison guards on E Block.