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Name: Kathleen
Livejournal Username: wingalinged
E-mail: krazykat414@comcast.net
AIM/MSN: so moe you died (AIM)
Character
Name: Kevin Lucas
Fandom: JONAS
Gender: Male
Age: 18 (Never explicitly stated in canon, but this is my best guess based off of the fact that Nick’s age is mentioned to be 16)
Time Period: End of the first season
Wing Color: Deep purple
History:
There really isn’t a decent, coherent overview archived anywhere, so I shall provide my own. Not that there’s a whole lot to say anyway...it’s a Disney Channel comedy. None of that angsty-background-full-of-dark-secrets business. Kevin has grown up in New Jersey with his parents and three younger brothers: Joe, Nick, and Frankie. He, Joe, and Nick form the band Jonas (named after the street on which the family lives), which grows to international fame. Even though they have achieved celebrity status, the boys are focused on keeping it real. Their parents work hard to keep the family grounded and focused on what truly matters in life. It isn’t always easy to balance the life of a rock star and the responsibilities of a high school student, though. Needless to say, all kinds of ridiculous situations ensue.
Personality:
A huge part of Kevin’s life is his family. He relies on his brothers and parents for support and encouragement through all the shenanigans life tends to throw at a teen rock star trying to keep it real. The bond he shares with Joe and Nick is especially strong - his band-mates-slash-brothers are the best friends he has. The three of them share a mutual respect for one another and even have The Book of Jonas to facilitate and prevent intra-band disputes. That isn’t to say that they get along perfectly all the time. Brothers will always have their disagreements, no matter how close they are to one another. Kevin is willing to go to great lengths for his family, and his friends as well. This generally involves inventing ridiculous plans to help the person in question, including having twenty goats and a wheelbarrow delivered to the school at the drop of a single e-mail. Most of these plans are shot down by those with better judgment, including that one involving the twenty goats and the wheelbarrow. (I know, can you believe it?) Occasionally, he does manage to produce an actually decent idea. Either way, it’s the thought that counts.
Family and friends are what is most important to Kevin, but he is just a regular (well...more or less) guy and sometimes he has trouble putting the needs of others before his own. When Joe wants to back out of the school production of The Three Musketeers due to a case of stage fright, Kevin shows his brotherly support by reassuring him that he and Nick will drop out too if he wants them to...but then blatantly reminds him that he really, really doesn’t want to. Wearing a feathery hat is a great privilege and very important to him, okay?
Kevin can be a bit of an air-head at times. Actually, make that most of the time. And more than just a bit. Sarcasm tends to fly straight over his head, and he often fails to understand when he is being made fun of. Other scatter-brained acts include handing in a fan letter instead of a biology assignment to his teacher, and pouring cake batter into a colander (apparently some kind of bowl with holes, can you imagine?) instead of a bowl. In a similar vein to his air-headedness, he tends to be superstitious as well, believing in ghost stories and the power of his lucky boot. Kevin is definitely the goofy one of the three brothers (...also Frankie), constantly joking around and engaging in such activities as performing an imitation of The Bachelor rose-giving ceremony when deciding which guitars to take on tour. Sometimes he doesn’t know when to stop, continuing to joke in inappropriate situations in an attempt to lighten the mood.
Keeping it real is the name of the game for Kevin. (How many times have I already used that exact phrase?) Despite being a rock star with oodles of money and fangirls, he remains grounded. Or as grounded as Kevin can be - he’s a pretty strange guy after all. He is still just a regular teen attending high school, doing chores for his parents, and hanging out with friends. He neither expects nor wants special treatment for being a star. Just...keeping it real.
Strengths:
Physical: Well, he becomes a man-cheerleader in one episode, which requires a certain level of strength, flexibility, and stamina. The boys also have an elliptical and hand weights in their room, so it can be assumed that Kevin does like to keep in shape. Safely sliding down those fire poles requires some arm and upper-body strength, too.
Mental: Musical ability! He plays one mean guitar. (Actually, he plays a whole bunch of mean guitars but that’s beside the point.) His imagination is fairly strong, helping him to come up with a variety of crazy and inventive schemes. Being a rock star, he has a healthy level of confidence and self-esteem too, without going overboard into arrogance and narcissism.
Emotional: His bond with his family is very strong, especially with his brothers. He is a supportive brother and friend, looking out for those he cares about. Friendly and funny, he is popular among his classmates and socially well-adjusted. Usually.
Weaknesses:
Physical: Kevin is just an ordinary human, without any kind of special powers or abilities. Needless to say, his combative abilities are non-existent.
Mental: His grades are apparently not very good - he definitely is not known as the brainy one of the group. It is also fairly easy to pull the wool over his eyes, such as when Nick lets him believe that he, Kevin, has succeeded in hypnotizing Nick into baking hundreds and hundreds of delicious cookies all for Kevin. (Long story, but essentially Nick wants to teach Kevin a lesson about trying to eat too many of his delicious cookies.) Also, that broken sarcasm detector and his air-headedness.
Emotional: He’s still a teenage boy, even if he is a big rock star, and so he does have his fair share of girl problems. Not quite fully developed emotionally in that regard. He also becomes scared fairly easily, as seen by his freaking out when Joe, Nick, and Stella rope him into believing the firehouse is haunted.
Samples
First Person:
You know, I never really understood why they always called laptops “notebooks”, but now I think it makes sense. This is the weirdest computer...thing I’ve ever seen. I guess that’s my fault though, since it is my dream and all.
[A brief pause, as if he’s contemplating this.]
Anyway.
Are there any dream people out there? Shouldn’t I have woken up by now? Or at least had a change of scenery or something? That’s usually how dreams work. You’re eating banana pancakes with a nice moose family in their beach house one minute, then next thing you know you’re at school taking a test you didn’t know you had and wearing shoes on your hands. For the craziest dream I’ve ever had, this is pretty boring.
So if you could maybe give me a hint, let me know what I’m supposed to be doing to wake up...that would be, like, totally super. Thanks.
Third Person:
Kevin was confused. Which might not sound like anything new, but this wasn’t just regular everyday confusion. It was super confusion. Like, advanced confusion. AP confusion. He had had more than his fair share of crazy dreams in his lifetime, but this one was different. For one thing, there were no Crunchy Cats swimming pools or unicycling trumpeting anything. AP crazy dreams.
He had cleverly deduced that he must be dreaming upon discovering the little pair of wings on his back. The clothes were a give-away, too. Shapeless, colorless pants without a shirt? He would only wear that in Stella’s worst nightmares. (Okay, sure, he had wanted them to wear leather vests without shirts that one time, but come on, that was a completely different matter. That would have looked cool.)
But the thing was...
Even though he knew it must be a dream, it felt so real. Of course he had done the logical thing, the thing that would decide the matter once and for all: see if he could get hurt. There had been a large rock nearby, and he decided to try jumping off of it. As it turned out, the wings were for decoration only. It hurt. A lot. As much as falling down the poles in the firehouse. But that didn’t make sense if this was supposed to be a dream. He should have woken up before he even got hurt anyway!
Then again...
AP crazy dreams. What other explanation was there?
Okay, so...
Now what was he supposed to do?
Kevin raised one eyebrow and stroked his chin in an expression of exaggerated concentration. The only thing to do was wait until he woke up. Dreams had to end sometime, even if they were AP crazy dreams. Until then, he could have fun seeing what else AP crazy dreams entailed. There had to be something awesome he could do, if he couldn’t even fly. (Really, what kind of dream doesn’t let you fly?)