- "Huckleberry Finn" was the name on his birth certificate. He has since had it legally changed.
Nickname: He would like you to call him "Finn." Most of his peers persist in calling him "********> 19
Birthday: March 10th
Sign: Pisces
Gemstone: Aquamarine
Blood Type: O+
Fav. Food: Fresh bread, grilled fish, organic trail mix.
Hated Food: Bananas of any description, tapioca, rice pudding
School: Sovereign Heights, majoring in Environmental Science
Hobbies:
Debate club- Finn belongs to this club strictly so that he has an excuse to compose and deliver long rants about how humans are destroying the environment. (Composing these rants is when he does most of his research on his Cause Of The Week - so he does know what he's talking about when he goes off on them.) He is known to shirk off meetings on a whim and the team knows not to count on him at competition. Actually, they're not sure why he's even in this club, because he only shows up at meetings about twice a month and only goes to competition about once a year, and only as a last possible back-up. Finn does not take membership in this club seriously at all.
Outdoorsman- Finn is that guy who is always talking about that awesome camping trip he's planning for this weekend - do you want to go with? He's going to kayak six miles and then hike six more and then climb a two hundred foot rock face and then sleep under the stars on this glorious vista... and that's just Saturday! He's got a dusty red Jeep that he loves (that looks totally out of place in the Sovereign Heights parking lot) and has done a lot of work on/had a lot of work done on so that it runs "clean" and "eco-friendly" (it's unclear from how he talks about it whether he did it himself or someone else did it for him. He at least knows enough about the car to fix it when it breaks down). He recently got into Ultra light Backpacking, and is known to drive two or three hours out of town and disappear for a week at a time during school holidays. He is always trying to get one classmate or another to accompany him, but they're not guaranteed to say yes.
Dada Vigilante- While he was at Meadowview, Finn basically slid by without making an impact, and he HATED it. He wasn't a star student or a stellar athlete or an amazing artist - the only trace that he was ever even there is his recycling club and his senior superlative. Upon starting at Sovereign Heights, Finn decided things were going to change. Inspired by tales of the colleges he hoped to attend and one too many movies about adolescent mayhem, Finn decided he was going to become a roof-and-tunnel hacker, despite Sovereign Heights having no tunnels to speak of and the roofs being... less than accessible.
So he became a Dadaist. Using the campus green spaces, fences, and flagpoles, Finn creates fairly elaborate installations of what he calls "Dadaist expressionistic art," that appear, without fail, every few weeks - usually in the form of inflatable lawn ornaments (bought discount in the off-season), found objects and things scavenged from curbside pickup, Greenpeace banners, and re-colorations of the American flag. None of his work is permanent, and usually disappears within 24 hours of being set up - in terms of vandalism and trespassing, it's very minor counts of both and he does usually get written up for it, resulting in...
Campus clean-up- From the amount of time Finn has spent cleaning off desks, mowing sports fields, and shelving books, you would think he was on work study. When he hasn't departed for parts unknown, Finn is a regular fixture in the Sovereign Heights student janitorial squad, otherwise known as detention. If he's lucky and well behaved, he might make it a month without finding himself back behind a lawn mower. The weird part of all this is that Finn doesn't seem to mind detention: he does it with a smile and a laugh, takes his punishment like a man, and repeats the same offense that landed him there in the first place a few weeks later. He does usually try to talk himself out of it when it's assigned, but at this point that's mostly a ritual between him and the vice principal, and he has not actually gotten away with shirking it in ages.
Virtues:
A Shoulder to Cry On: If you need someone to back you up in a fight, plan a surprise party for your little brother, or feed your fish while you go to Jamaica, don't ask Finn to do it, because he'll leave you hanging. But if you had a crappy break-up, he will gladly stay on the phone with you until two in the morning and agree with you that your ex is a douche (just don't expect him to ever confront your ex about it; he won't). If you're stressed out, Finn will tell you every thing will be okay and come up with some bullshit reasons why, and then when everything turns out okay he'll say, "See, what did I tell you?" and assure you that he always knew; if things aren't okay he will listen to you cry and assure you things will get better, you just need to give them time. He won't talk behind your back or sell you out (that would take the attention off of him, now wouldn't it?), and if you show up at his house with a cheesy movie and a pint of ice cream, he is totally game to watch it with you and make fun of all the cliches. He will always be there for you emotionally and after the fact, provided you don't need him to actually do anything.
Charismatic: Finn's got that je ne sais quois. Unfortunately, Finn knows this, and he tries to use it as a crutch whenever he can, explaining that his experiments in dadaist art and counterculturalism are just him "expressing his creativity" and "finding himself," trying to flirt with the office ladies and play up that "troubled but cute" stereotype that his sister has proclaimed he falls into (in one of their rare moments of civility). It works only slightly more often than it doesn't, but it does mean that Finn is good with people. He usually knows what to say to avoid disaster, and is good at talking his way out of trouble (when trouble wants to be talked out of, that is). He will never accept a punishment without trying to work his way out of it first.
Idealistic: Finn thinks he can save the whales, rid the world of injustice, and feed the poor so long as he gets a good night's sleep and a healthy breakfast. Once he sets his mind on something, he doesn't stop until he's good and ready to stop. He tends to get fanatical about causes, talk about nothing but for a few weeks, and then move on to something else, while still quietly carrying a torch for the previous obsession. It also means that he doesn't hesitate to get involved in things that interest him, and once involved he gives 110%... until he gets bored of it. (Unfortunately these things are usually not his school work.) (Saving the environment tends to be a constant underlying theme. He does not get bored of trying to save the world, just comes up with different ways to do it.)
The fall guy: The secret of Finn's public art, that Finn guards zealously and would like you to never, ever know, is that he has a couple of friends helping him set everything up. Every so often someone supposes that there must be accomplices because of how complex some of the instalations are - like the time he rearranged those benches in the middle of the night, or the pyramid of plastic lawn chairs, or-- The idea was Finn's, and when an idea of Finn's gets Finn into trouble, Finn takes all of the blame, even if there were other people involved. He "takes one for the team," so to speak. He's been doing this since elementary school when he realized that his classmates liked him better when he took sole responsibility for something a group of them did, and attention is attention, no matter if it is good or bad. Finn will not, however, take responsibility for something he had no part in - when he says "It wasn't me," it's because it really wasn't him. (He doesn't like detention quite enough for that.) His refusal to drag others down with him has earned Finn a grudging measure of respect from his acquaintances and a reputation as an honest contender.
Flaws:
Unreliable: Finn sets priorities at his own pace. Don't count on him for anything, ever, because the chances of it actually getting done in a timely fashion are about one in fifty unless it's got something to do with his fascination of the week or absolutely essential to the continued existence of the human race. As mentioned previously, Finn is perfectly competent and able to put effort into things, but the fact is that he usually doesn't, preferring to rely on half-assing it coupled with copious amounts of charm. He is prone to taking on responsibilities that he doesn't plan to make good on any time in the near future, procrastinating on projects until the last minute, or just plain not doing them. (WEAKNESS.)
Immature: Needless to say, Finn knows jackshit about how the real world works. For all the far away causes that he gets riled up about, the fact is that he's a rich white kid from the suburbs with a ridiculous name and a bad haircut. His understanding of good and evil was gleaned from environmental documentaries about rainforest destruction and dolphin slaughter, but he doesn't know how to stop it. He talks big, but his real actions are far smaller, then Finn feels helpless, so he talks even bigger... lather, rinse, repeat. Besides relatively small local efforts like recycling and eating locavore, he's largely all talk and no walk and a bit of a hypocrite.
Needy: Good or bad, Finn lives for attention. He needs to know that you saw what he did and you have an opinion, one way or the other, on whether it was <******** amazing or <********> He doesn't care what you thought, just that you thought it, whether it's about his ironic t-shirt or that SAVE THE WHALES banner he put up last week or the giant inflatable cow on the front lawn. Finn feels like he has to be receiving a moderate amount of attention at almost all times, and is determined to make a lasting impression on the world, be it by upping the ante on pranking at Sovereign Heights or winning a Nobel Prize someday. His only long-term goal is "SAVE THE WORLD" - Finn wants to be remembered. He is terrified of going quietly into the night, waking up one day all alone, having never amounted to anything and not remembered by anyone.
Self-serving: Finn is a loyal friend because of the attention it gets him. When you call Finn in the middle of the night to cry and ask for advice, to him it means that, of all the people in the world you could have called, right now he is the most important of all of them.
Similarly, Finn takes the singular blame for his wacky installations of public art partially because he doesn't want to see his friends get in trouble for something that was his fault, but mostly because he wants all of the credit, and hence all of the glory. If Finn is doing something nice for you, it is because he is also getting something out of it. It is rare for him to do something that doesn't have equal or greater stakes in it for him than it does for you - sure, he's unreliable, but he picks and choses the projects he bothers to finish pretty carefully, singling out the ones with the best cost/benefit ratio and elevating them to the front of the line.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Eyes: A very “true blue” sort of blue, not particularly light or dark in shade. Naturally very “Deer-in-the-headlights” looking. Attempts to combat this with various worldly squints are utterly unsuccessful.
Hair: A shade between dirty blonde and brown, choppy and a bit past his chin, with uneven bangs and a prominent cowlick. It looks like it was done in about five minutes with a pair of kitchen scissors, which is exactly what he did. (It's a safe bet to say he was going for something like this but went horribly, horribly astray. Note that his hair is darker than Owen Wilson's.)
Face: Boyish but with the start of a square jaw line, a slightly crooked but otherwise very average (slightly large-ish) looking nose that he broke in seventh grade, and LOADS OF FRECKLES, mostly concentrated on the bridge of his nose and his cheeks but really following no rhyme or reason in how they distribute themselves around his face. Tan skin. Eyebrows like caterpillars.
Clothes: Outdoorsy and functional. He is very, very fond of his hiking boots and cargo pants, which he wears with t-shirts he thinks are ironic (which means they have ads for laundry detergent or political candidates from the 1980s on them.)
Dad: Anthony Derouen An english professor at Sovereign Heights with a slight New Orleans accent and a penchant for argyle sweaters. When he was a little boy growing up in the French Quarter, Anthony split his time between playing stickball and voraciously devouring every novel and short story Mark Twain ever wrote, a pastime he attributes to his interest in literature and his current profession. Prof. Derouen assigns american classics like The Awakening and The Scarlet Letter, and is the only member of the faculty capable of speaking at length about A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court. Most students find him either charmingly eccentric (if he gives you good grades), or aggravatingly a**l-retentive (if he gives you bad ones). He is notable for having had the gall to name his eldest child "Huckleberry Finn," and having gotten his wife to go along with it.
Mom: Gwen Derouen (nee Berkowitz) Anthony's wife, mother of Finn and his sister, Rachel (whose name he will never cease to be jealous of). She's currently a housewife, although she used to work as a receptionist for a small law firm and has done various other things over the years. Now faced with the impending maturity of both her children, Gwen has involved herself in various community projects, heads committees at her synagogue, is a member of a book group, and plays tennis twice a week with other housewives in similar situations. She is notable for having allowed her husband to name their first-born child "Huckleberry." 
Younger Sister: Rachel Derouen A Crystal freshman who read the dress code, and then thought of all the ways she could screw with it. She dyed her hair purple because she was tired of it being light brown, laments her "Jewish" nose, and bemoans constantly that her brother got the "cool" name and she got the "boring" one, and if her mother hadn't married her father, she'd be "Rachel Berkowitz, which is totally boring." (Finn's response to this being, "No, if mom hadn't married dad, you wouldn't exist.") The siblings do their best to ignore each other, and when they are forced to confront each other on the way to the bathroom in the morning, generally communicate by grunts and slurred insults.
