Name: Wallace Griffin Age: 49 Sexuality: Heterosexual Gender: Male Portrayed By: Andrew Lincoln Availability: Closed
âI forgot my life here existed. I donât know what I missed.â
Wallace grew up in Baberton as an only child. He was pretty spoiled by his parents and he was used to being in the spotlight. Baberton was a nice enough town when he grew up and he didnât really ever regret living there. Mostly everyone in his estate knew everyone and it was the type of neighbourhood that had kids playing on the streets with no one really worrying. He got through high school okay. He had quite a lot of friends and belonged to the more popular crowd. He hung out a lot with his then-neighbour Gregory Sharpe, and people like Jim Porter and Allan Shaw. Then he met the love of his life and things were pretty much perfect. Octavia Meyers seemed like the perfect girl for him and they hit it off pretty fast. By then he had unfortunately joined the army, always wanting to be a hero. Wanting to do something, thinking he would bring peace to the unfortunate countries in the world. He was lucky the first couple of years when he didnât have to be on leave that much.Â
When he was twenty-four, Octavia announced that she was pregnant, and honestly Wallace couldnât ever be happier, and when they found out it was a boy he was full of joy. He wanted this so bad. Sadly, once the boy was born, Wallace was suddenly sentenced to leave, just when he was about to plan his marriage. They never even got to say their vows. He got sent lots and lots of pictures of his little boy and he hated not being there to see little Oliverâs first steps, to not hear his first words. It happened out of nowhere, that the bomb dropped on the camp. It was Oliverâs third birthday and Wallace was just planning to finally get back home. He was hurt very badly, burned, and lots of his friends were killed. Then, a mistake happened, and one of his dead friends got mistaken for him. The bodies hadnât been able to be properly identified and Wallace even forgot his own name.
Wallace got sent to the family of his friend, where he was suddenly named Malcolm. He didnât know anything about his life, had memory loss, and the doctors said that was normal in his case. His resemblance to his friend, and the partly burned body, made even the family of the real Malcolm believe that it was him, but it was hard. After a couple years of trying, they gave up on him and he left the family to live on his own, working as a bouncer in various places in New York.
One day, he read the paper, which he usually never even glanced at, but now all the stories about Baberton and whatâs been happening up there - missing girls, kidnappings, and deaths, make him feel suddenly very protective of that town for some reason. Soon after this, he started to regain memories and have flashbacks of his old life and realised that he wasnât Malcolm, he was Wallace Griffin. He had a family, he had a son! Talking through with one of his doctors, they thought it could be a good idea to go back to his home town.
Now heâs come back to Baberton, going back to his roots, trying to find and become himself again. Meet the son heâd never got to know. Hoping Octavia was still in town. Of course he knew she probably moved on, after all they buried a body. He knows he would probably have to be careful, but he feels as strong and as good as heâd ever felt. He still has a picture of his baby son with him, which he found in a bunch of his mail once. It always always confused him and he wondered if it belonged to an old comrade but now he knows it really belongs to him. He feels awful about Malcolmâs family, finding out that heâd been dead this whole time, but now everyone can have closure and he can scrape back some sort of a life.
He got himself a little flat above a few shops and itâs not much but it will do for now. Wallace quite likes it and is keen enough to make it his own. Now that he knows who he is, heâs looking forward to getting to know himself again, and figure out his life. Though he feels a lot of it has been wasted. Years heâll never get back.
Recently, Wallace got the courage to finally go see his wife. His wife decided to hide it from their son for a little longer until one day Oliver stumbled upon them in the kitchen to find them both standing there. It wasnât something Oliver took well, being left out of the loops for weeks when he first came back. Heâs still trying to figure out how to get on the same page as his son but the fear of being a terrible father is holding him back.
Since he got his memories back he suffers more and more from PTSD. Once in a while, memories about his past in the army come back and they make him sometimes unable to move and have him break down almost instantly. He tries to hide it though, since heâs not accustomed to feeling this weak. He likes to play strong.
Everything to do with fire is still highly traumatic for him. He canât even light a candle. His legs still have the burn scars and he feels highly uncomfortable showing them or having to answer questions about it.
Wallace feels like he might be a bad parent. He never got the pleasure to be anyoneâs father and heâs highly afraid of not being good enough for his son now, who is an adult himself by now. All that time lost. He wants a relationship but heâs afraid he might fail at it.
