Hyatt, Charles William

[Charlie "Chip" Hyatt]

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charles william hyatt

* tell us a little about yourself.

Hi!! I'm Chip!! Well, you can call me Charlie if you want. My mommy named me Charles, but I like Chip better because it's fun. I was born on April 9th of 1992, so that makes me 18 years old. Yes, I'm one of the younger people around here. I always have been. But I guess that makes me special, right?! Yeah, I think so! Anyway, well, it's my last year of high school. I was actually born somewhere in the United Kingdom, I'm not sure where. After my birth mother had me, or so the nuns told me, she took me to an orphanage in Bristol. Sister Agnes was never sure where she came from, or where she went after she left me on the doorstep of the orphanage, but I'm sure she's out there somewhere. I hope to find her someday. I lived at the orphanage until I was eight years old. That's when my adoptive parents came to get me. To be honest, I just ran away from them. I only arrived in Walten a few days ago. I just didn't want to be with them anymore, and since I'm already of age, they couldn't do anything to stop me.

* what are some of your positive traits?

I'm really fun to be around! People like me because I'm really innocent, and I guess I am. I still laugh at the word "penis." TEEHEE! ...Sorry. Stuff like that just makes me giggle. I'm a big gigglepuss. I really do think laughter is the best medicine, even though it sometimes doesn't work for me...but that's a different story. People say my giggle, and the slightly squeaky part of my voice, is what gives me away every time. That's why I always lost at hide and seek; I could just never be quiet. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I have a really hard time sitting still. That's what my daddy always told me to do, and I never wanted to do it. I quite like to be active, actually. I especially love to dance, and just up the steps and choreography as I go. I guess you could say I'm a people-oriented kind of person. I like it when people smile. And I like to smile too! Even though that's been hard lately... But I like to make people happy, even if it's just with dumb compliments like, "See, I toldja she was pretty!" I'd go crazy if I couldn't be around other people. I think hearing people talk and laugh helps me keep going. I'm also very hyper, and I love things that move really, really fast. I've always wanted to go on a roller coaster in America, but I haven't had the chance yet. As a substitute, you could say, I like to do crazy little things like spin around in chairs. I got in trouble once at the orphanage for mattress surfing. Have you ever done that before?!?! You guys have GOT to try it!

* what are some things that you can improve on?

I guess you could say I'm a little bit childish and immature, but isn't that what makes me cute and adorable?! Since I like to jump around and things of that nature, I can sometimes be really annoying for people to be around. It was certainly that way for a lot of my old adoptive siblings. I am pretty outspoken, and I can be pretty loud when I want to. I also have a very big imagination, and a lot of times, people won't believe me when I tell them stuff that's totally true! People seem to think that I'm prone to telling lies and making things up just because I like stories about fairies and monsters, and superheroes! Oh my gosh, and people that can fly! Well, anyway...I get distracted fairly easily sometimes. There are just so many fun things in the world, it's hard to not have a look at all of them or have the chance to read or talk about them, y'know?! It's a big, big world out there, and I wanna go on an adventure! I will, I will! Oh yes, I am very stubborn too. I think my adoptive parents taught me to be that way, but it definitely started at the orphanage. I just hate being told when to go to bed. Even if I'm looking sleepy, don't tell me that I'm tired! I'm never tired! I just get a little...-yawn- worn out sometimes.

* what's your biggest secret? we won't tell.

Oh...well I...that's sort of why I ran away from home. My mama and daddy found out that I sort of like boys, too. I don't know...love is very complicated, and it kind of scares me. I guess that's my even bigger secret: that I'm afraid to fall in love. I just don't know if anybody will ever really love me for me, y'know? And I just get really confused sometimes, when both boys and girls start to come on to me, or if they both start to strike my fancy. I wish I knew more about how love works. I think, sometimes, the reason I act so laid back and carefree is so that people will get distracted by it, maybe even annoyed by it too, and then they move on. I have a very big heart down there. I'm just afraid it's too big for some people, that they might think it abnormal and freaky.

* what does your heart want?

I'm not really sure what I want. As I just told you, I think I'm bisexual. But I don't really know how love works. It's so scary and complicated. I've never had sex before, and I don't know, maybe I'd rather not do it, because that too is a little scary. Maybe I'm just afraid that people won't be accepting of this particular part of me that is also rather childish. After all, we are still very small. Isn't it enough that I can just love everybody equally as friends, but not get close -- like "sex" kind of close -- to them? I like friends!! They're so much fun! I guess my ideal partner would be someone whom I can call my best friend, and someone who can see every single part of me and not love me any less. I don't want anybody who's mean and scary, though! If they can't be patient with me, and hold me when I'm scared, then I certainly don't want to be with them.

* what do you do in your spare time?

OOO OOO OOO! I really, really like to dance, and do active stuff, and just run around. I have lots and lots of energy. Even when I'm just talking to people and having a regular conversation, I might bounce on my toes, or swish my hips around because I'm bored or just because I feel like it. I especially love to just spin around and get dizzy and fall over. Sometimes it's fun. And making up dances is fun, too! OH MY GOSH, DID I MENTION THAT I LOVE BUBBLES?! I always, always, always take bubble baths. There is no other way to get clean, in my opinion. They're just too much fun. I look for bubbles everywhere -- in the bath tub, and even in the park. I've always wanted to get one of those really big bubble wands and have someone wrap me in a bubble. WOULDN'T THAT BE FUN?! And don't even get me started with drinks that have straws. You can bet I'll blow bubbles in it.

* so what does your family life look like?

I haven't seen my family members in about a week, and I don't really have a home life to speak of right now because I ran away and am kind of making a new life for myself here in America. But I suppose I can tell you about my family anyway. I don't know my birth mother's name, but the nuns at the orphanage always told me that she was very, very beautiful, and very sad when she gave me up. I lived at the orphanage until I was eight, and then I was adopted by the Hyatt family. They were kind enough to let me keep my first name, but they made me legally take my new daddy's name as my middle name. So that's why I am Charlie William, and I hate it. My adoptive mother was named Rebecca, and I am not sure what possessed her to get my daddy to adopt another child. She already had five biological children of her own, and I was the youngest. While growing up in their house, I didn't really have much of a voice, and I never really felt close to any of my adoptive siblings. I kind of think they all tried to team up against me. They didn't make life miserable for me or anything like that, but they were more like a clique of kids, and I was always going to be the tainted child. I didn't like living there. My mama and daddy were also very caught up in their own things, so like I said, I didn't have much of a voice, and the neglect of my parents made it worse. It was sort of like living as a tea cup in a cupboard, and I was the tea cup from a different set of china than the others. My parents little only brought us out when they wanted to put us on display.

* what are the memorable moments in your life?

My life at Saint Mary's Orphanage was pretty significant. As I've said before, I lived there until I was about eight years old. A lot of the kids there were always very sad for some reason, and I never knew why. So I guess it was then that I adopted my more happy-go-lucky kind of demeanor. Instead of telling jokes, I would just do really funny things in order to make them laugh. I did cartwheels while singing a made-up song before going to bed. I used to wear my breakfast on my head instead of eating it. The nuns never really got mad at me. I got in trouble a lot, but they never punished me. In fact, they even thanked me for keeping the morale up. Besides, I was just a little kid, and I was cute enough to work my way out of it. Once, we had an older boy come to the orphanage. He was about twelve years old. I wonder if that's when my curiosity about boys started to blossom. I don't really know. But for some reason, all I wanted to do was impress him. Nobody really wanted to approach him because some of the kids said they overheard the nuns saying he had been in trouble with the law before. I didn't care if that was true, but it made him all the more intriguing. So one day, I just went up to him and said, "Wanna see me do a trick?!" And he agreed. So in response, I just made up some funny dance that included a crab walk and the use of a pillowcase as a makeshift hat. I ended up making him laugh, really hard, and I suppose that success that success is what makes me like dancing so much.

When I was seven years old, I became interested in acrobatics. Coincidentally, that was the same time I was almost expelled from the orphanage, when I almost got in real trouble. At lunch one day, I wasn't very hungry, so I started to stare at the ceiling. I had never done so before, and I thought it might be interesting. I noticed some light fixtures up there, and I thought it would be really fun to swing from them, or at least try swinging them around. It was a really big room in the cafeteria, lots of space and people involved in their own conversations. It didn't take long for all the attention to center around me. I grabbed onto one of the dangling lamps, started swinging, and even did a little Tarzan call for effect. Eventually, the light caved from all my weight, and it pulled away from the crown molding in the ceiling. That caused me to fall smack dab into a big bowl of vanilla pudding at the end of one of the tables, which I had left in shambles after falling on it. I ended my temporary flight by yelling out, "You guys have GOT to try that!" Since my weight caused the light fixture to fall, it ended up pulling out some of the electrical cords in the ceiling, and -- I swear -- by TOTAL ACCIDENT, there was a temporary blackout in the cafeteria. Luckily, the rich Hyatt family came to adopt me a week later, after my birthday, and they made a substantial donation to the orphanage to help fix the damage I had caused. They also promised to see to the bettering of my behavior, in addition to going to church every Sunday by the nuns' request. The Hyatts enrolled me into a private school that was always very boring and dull, and even when I tried to liven up the classroom with the story of my cafeteria incident, nobody ever believed me. They always accused me of telling lies. I guess that's why I hate it when people think I'm making up stories.

I went to that school for the next ten lifeless years of my boring, pointless life. Like I said before, all my parents really wanted to do with us kids was show us off like their beautiful set of china tea cups. But I was always the one from the different china set, so I did my best to act out at school. I didn't do drugs or skip class or anything. I just quickly became the class clown, and I did not know when to stop. It was my way of being different from my siblings, I guess. My mama and daddy got phone calls home constantly, and I got berated almost everyday when I got home from school, but I didn't care. I would quiet down for a couple days, but after a while they didn't scare me as much, and I would quickly start back up again. Things got really bad when, about a month ago, some people in my classes found out that I had taken a particular liking to the quarterback of the football team. They threatened to tell the entire school, and thus my extremely religious and conservative parents, unless I did what they wanted me to do. Most of those kids were on the football team too, and since I'm a really short and scrawny person, they were really intimidating to me -- much more so than my parents. So I was more than willing to act along their will. They dared me to steal a kiss from the quarterback. So I did it. Little did I know, the quarterback was in on it, and they secretly tape recorded it, only to release it a few weeks ago at Parents' Day. It was so humiliating, and I don't think I have ever been as scared in my entire life than when the video started to play, and all the parents were there, including mine. Since it was a religious school, the administration was very concerned about that kind of behavior, not to mention my parents. I went home that night, after a three-hour lecture and intervention, went into my room, shut the door, and cried for the first time. When I finished, I just put everything I could in a bag, and I sneaked out of the house in the middle of the night. I eventually got to an airport in London, and the next flight out was one to North Carolina in America. Even though I felt kind of lonely, and I still kind of do, I had never been on a plane before. It was a lot like what I had imagined a roller coaster would be like, and it was the best experience in the whole world. Sometimes, when I get sad, I think about the feelings I got when the plane started to take off. It helps, but eventually, they go away. I guess, even though I act like a fearless child around a lot of people, I still have a lot of fears deep down. I still get scared sometimes.

* so we've heard that you're a lot like chip

name: As far as I know, "Chip" is a nickname for Charlie, so that's why I used it for the character. Hyatt is just a British surname, and it doesn't really have much meaning. I want to discuss an idea with Fiona's player which may affect his last name in the future.

play by: Aren't they both just cute and adorable? Plus, Mitch Hewer has a few pictures where he's dancing around and making crazy faces, so that's why I picked him for an adorable character like Chip.

positive traits: They're both innocent, giggly, and love it when big, epic things happen. They're both a little random and hyper, too; don't you remember how Chip jumps up and down a lot?

negative traits: There's a particular scene in "Beauty and the Beast" where Chip says something like, "No, mama, but I'm not even tired!" Thus, my Chip is stubborn and hates to be told he looks tired or when he should go to bed. Also, in the film, Mrs. Potts doesn't believe Chip when he tells her that there's a girl in the castle -- and thus, the reason why my Chip says "See, I toldja!" a lot.

orientation: This is a little bit harder to justify. You might say, in Chip's childish innocence, that he sees the world and the people of the world very equally in his eyes. Like in the film, when he says about Belle "See, I toldja she was pretty!", he doesn't hesitate to comment on the beauty of women, but he does it in an innocent and non-womanizing way. His bisexuality, since he has matured now, is something that he keeps more of a secret. I don't think he would prefer one gender over the other. Like I said in the orientation section above, he really just wants someone who can love all the parts of him, both the ones that are a "good" kind of childish and the ones that are a "bad" kind of childish. Until the Beast comes out, he is pretty reckless in the film; thus, my Chip likes to make people think that he is fearless. All he really wants is someone who can also accept his weakness, the fact that he too has fears and is human.

turn ons: Chip loves making friends, so my Chip wants to be with someone he can call his best friend and one who doesn't just want sex.

turn offs: In the film, Chip says to Belle something to the affect of, "But why, Belle? Do you not like us anymore?" So my Chip isn't turned on by people who don't accept him, particularly the people who can't be patient with him.

spare time: Both Chips just love to have fun. Also, they both love bubbles; there's a scene in the film where he plays in the dishwasher bubbles and spits out water. Plus, he's always bouncing around, so my Chip likes to dance and hop around.

family life: This is sort of complicated and one thing I took a bit more artistic liberty on. When my Chip was with his adoptive parents, he says he felt like he was a tea cup in a cupboard; there's a scene in the film where Mrs. Potts tells him to go to bed, and she places him into a cupboard with a bunch of other tea cups. My ultimate vision for my Chip is that he will eventually come under the care of Fiona, and eventually become something like a son to her, and help her serve tea to the other people she cares for.

memorable moments: Most of this is pretty well interwoven into the personality and other sections that I just described. We don't get to see much depth to Chip in the film, so my intention with the history was to give him a few more meaningful layers.

this application was written by Anthony, who also plays no one else yet.

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