6 methods of characterization

Appearance: He was tall, lanky, and his skin was a few shades paler than most. He hadn't shaved or slept in a few days and it was quite obvious. The dark circles around his eyes showcased how bloodshot they were and his dark brown hair was a mess. He stood underneath the streetlight taking a drag from his cigarette, breathing in the poisonous fumes and letting them fill every inch of his lungs. The stretched out Pink Floyd shirt had holes and his jeans were ripped at the knees, his black boots were mud stained

Environment: Secluded neighborhood where everyone know everyone and it was miles to you reached civilization. They had the basics, a church, a school, bank, nothing gawdy.

Inner Thoughts/feelings: He's sick of all the same smiling faces that only remember the Bennet that used to run through the lawn naked. He wants to be remembered for something great, something that will never be forgotten. Leaving this town is the first step.

What they say: Cursing is his second language, music is his first. He doesn't bullshit, he's blunt, and he'll do what he says.

What others say about him: He's not one to back out of a dare and he's the first to make a fool of himself.