Character the second, because he's a lot more neccessary than a little girl.
Benedict Clarke, official title is Father Clarke, but makes it widely known that he prefers to just be called Benedict
Weight: 187 lbs.
Official education: GED, trained as a Roman Catholic priest.
Unofficial education: Several years experience preaching, teaching, and counseling. Through strong interpersonal relationships with followers, he has a small amount of knowledge in a wide variety of fields.
Background: Benedict's always been two things. One is selfless, but this is often poorly carried out. When he was in school, he was suspended multiple times for fighting. However, he had always fought bullies that were, of course, picking on someone nerdy. This could have been a mitigating factor, but he had a penchant for taking a janitor's mop to a bully's head. He stopped relying so much on violence after joining the priesthood, but remembers those days quite well.
The other thing he's always been is a slacker, which is made obvious by the facts that he flunked out of high school when he was 16 and was fired from any job he took because he never worked hard enough. By the age of 19, he was broke, homeless, starving, penniless, and disowned by his parents for being such a disgrace, so he turned to the only place left: His church.
When he was younger, Benedict always had a strong interest in God. He'd always get into debates with the sisters in Sunday school, and he'd bring up unique points of view to his local priest. Remembering this, the church took him in, and he began training as a priest, himself. When he was 20, he finally got his GED, and seven years after that, he was ordained as a diocesan priest of the Kansas Parish.
Being assigned to the Church of St. Stephens in Springdale, he earned a reputation throughout the town as a free-thinking and rather opinionated priest. An oddity of his job, his idea of God changed to fit contradicting ideas, rather than the ideas changed to fit his idea of God. To him, homosexuals were not the devil incarnate. They were people, just like himself, and they have the right to do what they wish, even if they will suffer damnation as a result. "God gave us free will so we CAN make these decisions. Let's not take it away from each other." Obviously, this has not made him the most popular priest in the podunk.
He was, however, quite a good one. He truely loved the people of his town, and tried his best to follow in Christ's footsteps. He was more than generous, and when taken advantage of, he would only smile and tell the person, "I forgive you." When advice was needed, or even just a friendly chat, he gave as much time as he could.
His major downfall was that he was not as well-versed in the Bible as most of his fellow priests, and even some of his followers. His lethargy towards work persisted into priesthood, and people against him would often cite his inability to recall parts of the scriptures.
Overall, at the present day, he is a very down-to-earth yet irrational person. He keeps calm and he has bits and pieces of knowledge on practically anything, but will go to extraordinary lengths to please others (Although, and he's missed the point on this every time, several people would be most pleased if he just left them alone).
Appearance: He wears a black cassock with a white collar, standard fare for his job. He's always seen wearing a silver rosary. His light brown hair is kept short, giving it a fuzzy feel. His eyes are a bright green and often hidden behind the thick lenses of his glasses.
Possessions: Aside from his clothes and rosary, he has a wallet, including ID, a county library card, a social security card, a wallet insert of the Bill of Rights, and just over $10. Technically, he has control over the use of everything within the church, as well.
"Or even worse are those times when I catch myself trying to twist his message to make it say what I want him to say, and then only hearing that. This can be a very subtle thing, and it is surprising how skillful I can be in doing it. Just by twisting his words a small amount, by distorting his meaning just a little, I can make it appear that he is not only saying the thing I want to hear, but that he is the person I want him to be." -Carl Rogers