Growing up in Perth, Australia, Sebastian spent most of his life as an only child. Though he had been an unplanned pregnancy between a young couple, he had cemented his American father's life in Australia and quickly became the center of both his parents' worlds. He was doted on and encouraged and consistently told how special he was. In other words, he was spoiled and a little too needy for attention. In his eleventh year, where Harry Potter had received his acceptance to Hogwarts, Sebastian got something much lamer: a baby sister.
Okay, so a baby sister wasn't the worst thing Sebastian could have received but come on was it on par with being a wizard?
His sister Amelia may have been the second surprise child of the Tarwick household but she was no less beloved. Sebastian's transition from slightly spoilt to older brother was one he took up with surprising gusto. For while Amelia may have split the attentions of their parents, Sebastian had realized she was a new audience entirely. Having always been a bit of a ham, it was no surprise when his new mission became making his sister laugh. First it was silly faces and then funny voices and when Amelia was old enough where her brain actually understood reason, Sebastian graduated to creating and putting on elaborate productions that included both himself and the esteemed Sir Fluffy, the Australian elephant actor best known for his work in the cult classic Amelia's Bedtime Adventure. Okay, so The Muppets his shows were not, but it developed in Sebastian the need and love for entertaining.
As he grew older, Sebastian found that there were other stages than his sister's playroom. He found theater in school sometime around the time he started insisting everyone call him Wick, and he discovered the thrill of an audience that wasn't the wide eyes of a kid who didn't even get half his jokes. It didn't come as a surprise to his parents when Wick came home one day and decided that he was going to become an actor, but it certainly came as a surprise to Wick when he came home and his parents informed him they would be moving to America.
At the age of 16, right before his junior year, Wick's family relocated back to his father's hometown of Atlanta, Georgia. To say it was a bit of a culture shock would be an understatement but Wick was never one to let others seem him flounder. Between his tall height and his accent, Wick knew he had little chance of blending in and instead did his best to make sure the attention called to him was one he commanded himself. He was loud and (attempted to be) funny, and when he was feeling uncertain he'd slip into a weirdness that was crafted solely to hide insecurities. Better to have it come out under his control, rather than for it to slip out and be judged accordingly. Outlandish statements became normal to hear coming from Wick's mouth, enough that when he won the superlative Most Likely to be Abducted by Aliens, the general reaction seemed to be "you mean he wasn't already?"
In a new school and a new country and a new world entirely, theater was Wick's saving grace. There was no place he felt more confident than on stage and he spent his days perfecting an American accent that wouldn't get him laughed off the Atlanta high school stage circuit. In high school it also came with the thrill of being the best, of seeing the reaction of surprise on faces that realized that maybe he did have some talent. When Wick graduated and carried on to study theater at UNC however, it wasn't long until he discovered he was nowhere near to being the best.
Suddenly he was performing with students who were as passionate and ambitious as he was, only it seemed to Wick they had a lot more talent. It was humbling, to say the least, and Wick struggled through his two semesters wondering what he was even doing there. He began to dread going to class, he hated speaking in front of the others, and he realized, with dismay, that it was making him hate acting. The logical thing to do when one realizes they perhaps aren't cut out to be successful in their dream field would be to change majors. And Wick thought about it, he did. He thought about becoming a teacher or following in his mother's footsteps and becoming a doctor, but there was something in Wick's heart that refused to give up. Instead of nobly accepting his defeat, Wick withdrew from classes at UNC and moved to Los Angeles.
It was a stupid idea, incredibly stupid, but when Wick made himself at home in his first shitty apartment and turned up for his first audition for a hemorrhoid cream commercial, he couldn't help but feel like it had been the best idea. The competition and cutthroat feeling of acting he had felt at UNC was gone, and Wick was back to doing what he loved: entertaining. Of course, Los Angeles didn't see eye to eye with that idea at first. Wick spent the first year working odd jobs and struggling to make ends meet without having to call his parents and ask for help until he finally landed a role on the sitcom Scrubs.
Wick's career was never one that skyrocketed. He had good roles, and he had bad roles, and he was a little familiar, but he was never going to be a list. But that wasn't what Wick needed. He loved the thrill of creating a show or movie, and he loved seeing the reaction that came out of it: good or bad.
