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full name | iris elena esme cohen
nickname | n/a
age | eighteen
birthday | december second
gender | cisgender female
sexuality | bisexual
grade | twelve/senior


height | 155cm/5'1"
weight | 100lbs/45kg
hair | x x x
eyes | x x x
tattoos | x x x
piercings | x x x
style | x x x x
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iris is a well known person in fort arlington. she's well involved in her community (not that she has a whole lot of choice) and is known in her school for being captain of the rugby team. when not at school or at home, she can often be found helping out with filing at the police station or at her job as a cashier at the local clothing store "threads".

from a young age, iris has been known for her spunk and rough-around-the-edges personality. raised by a sheriff mother and an ex-marine father, iris was trained from a young age to be tough. she's headstrong and an incredibly hard worker; everything she does is done to the best of her ability. her huge personality is a good way to make up for her small stature. while iris may come off as cold or even bitchy, she's actually quite thoughtful. she's not the sweet girl that everyone loves, but she's absolutely dependable.

her tough exterior has made her into a rather well rounded individual. in school, she has a passion for the social sciences, humanities, and languages. she's fluent in english and spanish and knows some american sign language from her own studies. when she's not busy with school, she can be found on the field playing one of three sports. her best sport is rugby and she's the captain of her school team. in previous years, she's also played lacrosse but has since given it up to run track instead. in her down time, iris loves to play guitar and spend time outside in nature. iris is an explorer and often heads off on her own to explore the world around her.

while iris is well known, she has a very select group of friends. she finds that many people she deals with are in everything for themselves and she simply hates that construct. greed and self-interest is a waste of time in iris' eyes, so she is careful about who comes into her life. some people think she's cold and mean but in fact, iris is simply cautious. if you get into her circle though, iris is an invaluable friend. she will give you the clothes off her back if you need them, she'll hunt people down and give them a piece of her mind if they mess with her friends. while it may seem that this loyalty is reserved for her friends only, iris is quite selfless and will help people out in any way she can. just don't expect her to be a lovey dovey kind of helper. she'll help you, you just will never know it was her.

likes|
coffee & cafes
nighttime, stars, the moon
long car rides & road trips
acoustic music
big dogs

dislikes|
long, icy winters
early mornings & hangovers
the smell of tobacco
neon colours
naivety


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iris was born and raised in fort arlington. her mother, hannah cohen, is the sheriff of the town. her father, eric, used to work as a marine but now spends his time working as an automotive technician. iris has a twenty two year old brother, laine, who is currently attending university in california.

iris' childhood isn't exactly exciting. she's lived in the same three bedroom house for her entire life so far. she attended fort arlington elementary school, then fort arlington middle school, now fort arlington secondary school. unfortunately, everything about iris screams her town. never moving and living in a small town has that effect on someone.

without a lot of things to do as a kid, iris turned to the outdoors for fun. she often spent a lot of time with laine hiking in the forests and walking around town. once she started school, she was drawn to sports and hasn't stopped playing ever since. her father often spent time teaching iris self defense and martial arts. iris wasn't a social child, she would much rather spend her time alone.

as a teenager, she has developed a close group of friends and ignores pretty much everyone else. she isn't super popular but she also isn't a wallflower; iris sits in that nice middle ground. unlike her friends, she was never much involved with dating and the whole romance scene. there are very few people to choose from anyways. she was in a relationship with a guy in her grade in junior year but it ended on a rough note and iris has closed herself off romantically ever since.


relationships |

mildred 'millie' stark |
"millie is one of the few ride or dies i have. if anyone touches a hair on her beautiful blonde head, they're gonna pay"
iris and millie are childhood friends. she's one of the few people that doesn't drive iris completely insane and is one of the few people from their school that iris actually holds close and cares about. iris dislikes millie's neglectful father and wishes she could do more to help millie with her current situation. well, the situation before the trip that is.

atticus briggs |
"the pastor's son. he's pretty rad."
iris only knows atticus from location. the two have both lived in fort arlington their whole lives and have bumped into each other a few times but have never become friends. iris knows about atticus' passion for art but doesn't really understand the appeal. to her, it is just another hobby.

addy driscoll |
"addy is such a nice girl! i doubt we'd have as much success as we do with sports without her. she should be our mascot!"
the two have crossed paths through sports. while iris runs the field, addy often runs off the field. without the junior's efforts in ticket sales, fundraising for games, and concession selling at the games, it is unlikely that the games would run as smoothly as they do. iris and addy aren't close friends, but they definitely know one another.

lance rosas |
"poor kid has it rough, from what i know. i beat up a kid for him once. people are so fucking mean."
lance is just another one of the students that goes to her school and lives in the town. iris has seen him around a few times and has noted that he works at the mcdonalds, although she rarely talks to him outside of school or work related interactions. she knows his name and a little bit of his story, thanks to the gossipers in town. the single interaction that they've ever had wasn't exactly a super happy one. iris came across lance being bullied one day and interjected. that kind of behaviour doesn't fly when iris is around. she managed to deter the bullies through both words and her fists. iris stuck around to make sure lance was okay and to get him to safety before she left. other than that moment, the two have never really spoken.

lincoln scott|
"lincoln? he's hella cool, but he needs to work on his throws! just kidding, he's rad. but if you tell him that, i'll be pissed."
iris and link have a pretty interesting friendship. the two are incredibly competitive. both being top figures in the school, they bump heads a lot. if you ask iris to describe link when he's around, she'll probably tease him about his grades or the most recent sport event he was involved with but deep inside, link is one of her most valued friends. though good luck trying to get her to admit it. another thing she wouldn't dare tell, or even admit to herself, is the small crush she has on him. things are too rocky with everything that happened in her last relationship, she doesn't want to get hurt like that again.

gabriel summers|
"fuck him. i don't want to talk about it."
iris and gabe ended on very bad terms. at one point, they dated. iris was absolutely in love with him. gabe was her first, and only, boyfriend and she cared deeply about him. but just because she loved him doesn't mean their relationship was healthy. iris hated the fact that gabe used drugs and the bad boy mentality he has. she knew how gabe really was and wanted everyone to see it too. unfortunately, things ended incredibly badly when she found hickeys on him that she most definitely did not give him. a fight broke out and iris, incredibly hurt by the betrayal, broke things off with gabe. she tries not to think about him too much, it only makes the pain worse. but she cared for gabe and loved him. and maybe she still does. iris would never admit it though.

darius demon|
"darius is such a homie. he's such a chill guy, i would totally recommend being friends with him."
darius and iris became friends through their music. in her spare time, iris plays guitar. the two bonded over their love of guitar and music, often jamming together whenever they run into each other. iris is often busy so she doesn't get to see darius very often but when she does, they're absolute buddies. he is one of the people she wants to protect and she will try to fuck you up if you hurt him.

liliana 'lily' atwood |
"lily is hella cool. she's got some shit going on but she's reliable and kind."
iris met and became friends with lily through her childhood friend, millie. lily and millie are cousins and iris, being childhood friends with millie, met lily when she moved in with millie. the two are pretty good friends and bond particularly over miles' drug habits and partying.



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full name | lukas flynn collins
nickname | luke
age | eighteen
birthday | july thirteenth
gender | cisgender male
sexuality | closeted pansexual
grade | twelve/senior


height | 183.2cm/6'0"
weight | 182lbs/82.5kg
hair | x x x
eyes | x
tattoos | n/a
piercings | n/a
style | x x x x
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luke is a clear product of his upbringing; he's quiet, independent, hardworking, well behaved. although a very sweet and gentle boy, he tends to keep to himself and kind of likes it that way. socializing is hard when people sometimes can't understand you. his speech delay and stutter makes him shy and self-conscious and after years of failed social attempts, he's just decided to throw his energy into studying and work. hey, at least his biology textbook won't judge him.

luke is a soft spoken individual. whenever he does talk, he chooses his words very carefully and is always worried about hurting someone's feelings or offending anyone. socially, luke just isn't the strongest. he's an introvert and doesn't often initiate conversation. he's a great listener though and is a very supportive friend, although he has few. he is very bad at public speaking since his nerves almost always get the best of him. speaking loudly and clearly is near impossible for luke so he often opts out of presentations at school or just flounders until his teacher gives him pity and asks him to sit down.

the only part about luke that doesn't make him embarrassed is his work ethic. luke is incredibly driven and intelligent. downtime leaves too much room for thinking, so keeping busy is the best way to be. whenever he isn't working at the library, he's studying for school or learning something new on his own. luke is rarely home, hoping to avoid his father, and can often be found at the library, in the school, or hanging out in the town square. even sometimes after dark, luke will hop on his bike and just ride around town, looking for somewhere to stop and read.

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sunrises & sunsets
science
tea
the fall
beaches

dislikes|
rain & thunderstorms
extended solitude
alcohol
public speaking
his voice


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{possible trigger warning: alcohol addiction, physical abuse, cancer}
luke's start in life was not the strongest. he was born in moscow, russia to a fifteen year old drug addicted mother and an absent father. his mother wanted nothing to do with him and ended up placing him up for adoption.

his first four years of life was spent living in a bustling moscow orphanage, waiting for someone to adopt him. although he seemed like a very healthy baby, it became apparent quite quickly that he was not meeting the developmental milestones of his peers. he began walking later, talking later, expressing certain emotions later. his biggest challenge was talking as he had slurred and delayed speech along with a clear stutter. luke became a hassle for everyone involved with his teaching. they wanted him gone.

by the time luke was five, he had caught the eye of a couple, elizabeth and mark collins. the american couple had been wanting a child for some time but were unable to conceive after elizabeth was diagnosed with ovarian cancer and got a hysterectomy. eventually, they managed to secure the adoption and luke came home to them.

the rest of his childhood was quite challenging but normal. his parents sent him for regular speech therapy and as he grew, his speech became more clear but his speech delay and stutter, while getting better, are still around. he has a hard time with public speaking and once passed out during a presentation in the eighth grade from an anxiety attack brought on by his stuttering. from then on, he refused to do public speaking at all.

luke tried his hardest to make friends but found it quite difficult. in his early years, he was hard to understand and people often ignored him. by the time his speech became clearer and more smooth, luke had just been so downtrodden that he never really tried hard to make friends again. in high school, he found a love in academics and rose to the top of his class in science and math. he began falling in love with biology and chemistry and spent all of his spare time teaching himself.

tragedy hit in his sophmore year of high school when his mother developed cancer again, this time in her breasts. they were unable to catch it in time and she passed away when luke was just fifteen. his father fell apart, becoming an alcoholic to cope with the loss of his wife and quitting his job luke's junior year of high school. when mark drinks, he gets vicious. his relationship with luke broke as he became more physically violent towards his son. no matter how hard he tried, luke couldn't be mad at his father. how could he hate someone that gave him so much? instead, luke learned to hide the bruises and to get on with his life. he now works as a tutor at the high school and also works part time at the local library. how else are they going to pay the rent and buy the groceries? his father certainly isn't going to help.


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addy driscoll |
"addy is sunshine. she's one of my best friends and i love her so much."
addy and luke are pretty good friends. when addy first came to town, the two gravitated towards each other from their alike personalities. both shy individuals, the two bonded when luke decided to show addy around town on a bike tour. after that encounter, the two remained friends. addy's kind personality comforts luke and doesn't make him afraid to be friends with her. neither are overly chatty, which is perfectly okay in luke's books. he often calls addy 'sunshine' because of her sweet personality and the light that she brings to his life.

lance rosas |
"lance is super shy but he's such a good person once you get to know him. he really understands me and not many people do."
it is uncertain exactly when luke and lance first met. the two attended the same school, obviously live in the same town, share the same space. the first time they ever talked was during one of luke's shifts at the library. since the two are quite shy, it took a while for them to open up to each other. over time, luke and lance ended up becoming good friends. they understand what it is like to be an orphaned child and what it feels like to be unlike everyone else. they often play video games together in the local arcade, especially when luke needs to get away from his father. luke also makes a habit of visiting the mcdonalds whenever lance is working around his lunch break. he doesn't want his friend to be lonely. luke calls lance pluto because of the fact that although lance is dismissed or forgotten a lot, he is still just as lovely and important as everyone else.

atticus briggs |
"i don't really know him that well but i've seen his art. it is absolutely amazing! i wish i could do that."
luke only knows atticus through being in the same school. he's seen atticus around a few times but never really talked to him, despite being friends with a few of the other people in his grade. luke knows that atticus is an art kid and admires (and slightly envies) the skill that atticus has for art. luke also finds atticus very attractive but being both shy and in the closet, luke would never express that.
skylar hale|
"don't let looks deceive you. sky is so nice! i hate it when people judge her for the way she looks. she's so sweet!"
luke and skylar met when skylar first came to the library luke works at. at first, luke was rather intimidated by her look but still wanted to give her a chance as she seemed very different from the people that lived in fort arlington. the more he talked to her, the more he enjoyed her company. eventually, they became really good friends. luke has given skylar the nickname nova because many people see sky as dark and creepy but to luke, she her colourful personality and caring spirit makes her bright and beautiful as the nickname suggests.

extras| luke has the faintest russian accent that he never fully kicked from his childhood



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Age: 17

Birthday: 09/05/ 2001

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Homosexual

Nationality: Filipino

Height: 5' 9"

Weight: 132 lbs

Hair: Black

Eyes: Dark Brown

Tattoos: None

Piercings: None

Style: Large shirts, some sweatpants, with a pair of glasses when inside his home. Wears hoodies and jackets with some jeans as well as some black sneakers.

Grade: 11th Year

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As a child, Lance was abandoned by his parents, the reason was because he was sickly and clingy. He knew how to speak his national language at a young age but, this did not impress his parents. His parents were too young to even take care of him. Instead, they decided that it would be good for him to just be adopted by another family. He was given away, his parents never looked back as they were given a large amount of money, he was sold. When he was growing, Lance was decently treated by his step-parents. He was tasked around the house but, is usually made sure to be treated well. The boy never knew his original parents or where they were, he was only informed by his father that he was adopted. The news made him sad, telling your adopted son that he was sold by his biological parents was certainly bad for the psychological well-being of his but, later down the line, he would naturally accept it.

When he entered middle school, he had no friends. No one to talk to, no one to sit with, no companion to have an adventure with. He was alone, he would try to talk to other peers but, they would only push him aside. He was an outcast, just a mere background prop in any sitcom. For fun, he would go to arcades. He would play the newest fighting game or a claw machine to pass the time. He would casually converse to older people who played the same games with him. His favorite was Skull Fighter 7: Bloodline Upbringing, it was just a casualy fighting game that he would play from time-to-time. He would talk about combos, strategies, and other techniques for characters to the players. When he would fight against another person, he would show no mercy as his mind would be highly focused on playing the game. Most of the matches, he would win. Other matches, he would bow his head and thank the person for a good match. When he was done visiting the arcade, he would go back to his home.

By the time that he had entered highschool, he was bullied. He was mocked and teased at by others around him. His loneliness was getting worse. He would be sad, to the point where he would cry in his room all night and not sleep a wink but, his peers would only say he's 'over-sensitive'. His step-father died due to a heart attack and since then, his step-mother became seemingly more cruel. Because of this, he developed a longing for a friendship, a relationship that would make him feel accepted into society. He was now in eleventh grade, more lonely and more silent. He developed Social Anxiety because of how others would treat him, he doesn't go to the arcade anymore, he works at a local McDonalds for an earning and is currently living by himself.

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Lance is typically a person who prefers to work hard when he's alone. He likes to converse with people if he had the chance. He stays silent in situations when he isn't needed. His thoughts, sometimes, cloud his decisions due to his Social Anxiety. He can never decide on one thing easily, he has to think hard about it before putting it in action.

Likes: Cats, Roses, Polaroid Photos, Cameras, Food

Dislikes: Loud Music, Flashing Imagery, Annoying People, Bullies

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Iris Cohen
"When you live in the same town as someone, of course you have to know them."
Lance Rosas
"The kid at McDonalds, right? I'd die for him."



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height |

atticus stands at six feet and zero inches.
weight |
probably around 170, but he doesn't really weigh himself often.
hair |
he likes sporting his long hairstyle. sometimes he ties it up into a ponytail or a bun to get it out of his face. it's a light brown color.
eyes |
brown. he doesn't see anything particularly special about them.
tattoos |
he has a little cross on the inside of his wrist. He isn't strongly religious nowadays, but religion is something that he grew up with, so it's affected his life.
piercings |
None.
style |
he thrifts a lot, so it's a mixture of old school stuff and some type of skater boy style. he doesn't really try particularly hard with his fashion and tries to stick to relatively simple, neutral stuff.
faceclaim name |
Alex Saxon





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Atticus considers himself a pretty laid back, open minded type. He's pretty calm most of the time and it takes a lot to really set him off. When he does get angry, it's hot anger, usually with shouting and irrationality, so he tries to keep that to a minimum. He considers himself Switzerland in most situations: a neutral party with no bias towards either side of an argument. He puts an effort into trying to understand both perspectives when it comes to arguments. He isn't particularly materialistic, but maybe he would be in another life if he was loaded. Instead, he values people and experiences and creation. He tries to get along with everyone and not cause trouble, but he's willing to step in if he sees an unfair situation. The last thing he wants is to be a bystander. Ethics and morals are at the center of his way of thought. He believes in fairness, community, and justice. In the party scene, he's neither a social butterfly nor wallflower. He likes meeting new people and all, but he doesn't have the social battery to talk to everyone. So, he usually ends up talking to the same people, but eventually branching out and trying to get to know a couple new people. When it comes to friendships, he gives everyone a fair shot, but, once someone breaks his trust, he keeps them at an arm's reach. When glass breaks, it's never quite the same, no matter how hard you try. At heart, he's a bit of a romantic.
likes |
adventure, trying new things, pot, art, history, latin, originality, stupid romcoms, cooking, nature, playing "odds"
dislikes |
bugs, bigots, coffee, mathematics, conventional aesthetics, people with no self control, capitalism, country music





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Atticus is the son of the pastor of the local church. His mother works as an elementary school teacher and he has an eleven year old sister named Sarah that he usually calls Sprout. As a child, he was relatively well behaved. He went to church every Sunday and sat quietly in the pews as his father gave sermons to the people of Fort Arlington. Sure, he'd spend his afternoons playing in the streets with the other boys, roughhousing, and get his clothes dirty, but his parents expected that of a little boy. The church has always been a central figure to his life. Even though he isn't quite sure if he believes in God, his life has been influenced by the teachings. Besides that, he's done so much volunteering there, attended town meetings there, and even helped host community events there. When he was old enough, his parents signed him up for little league baseball, but he was never particularly good at it. It didn't stick and he stopped after a year or two. On rainy afternoons, his mother would put him at the kitchen table and give him crayons, colored pencils, and markers so that she could get some work done. He loved these days. He'd sit and draw for hours; he had a penchant for art. As he got older, he put more and more time into this, upgrading from crayola markers to copics and getting into other art mediums, such as painting and sculpting. In high school, he was definitely an art kid. He also picked up skateboarding, which came in handy, especially since his parents couldn't afford to get him a car. Since he didn't live particularly far, he would skate to school most mornings when he wasn't hitching a ride with friends. High school also introduced him to weed and he got a bit of a reputation for being a stoner. Growing out his hair didn't quite help that reputation.

As for his family life for this stretch of time, it started getting shaky. His father wasn't particularly fond of how his son was starting to look and dress. It was always "Atticus, you need a haircut," or "Atticus, you need to clean up your look." In addition to that, his grades weren't exactly superb, causing more tension. His parents were hoping he'd get into a college and go on to do something normal, but Atticus wanted to go to art school instead. This caused constant arguments. His parents constantly worried about the image they presented to the rest of the community. They wanted to look like the perfect little family and Atticus was making that difficult for them. While other parents could brag about their children's academic achievements or athletic accomplishments, the only thing their son produced was art and they never considered that particularly viable. It wasn't that his parents hated his art or thought he wasn't good at what he did, but rather that they wanted something different out of him. Things weren't going as planned with him. On the bright side, Atticus had a fantastic relationship with his sister. He absolutely adored her and would do anything for her. If she was having a bad day, he'd take her out to ice cream. If she needed help with her homework, he'd drop whatever he was doing. If she needed someone to talk to, he was there. There were never any secrets between them. Well, except maybe for one. When he was fifteen, Atticus discovered that he was bisexual. He didn't want to add that to the list of problems he had with his parents, so he's been keeping it secret, figuring he'll tell them when he finally leaves Fort Arlington. He hasn't mentioned it to Sprout, figuring it wasn't something worth telling anyway.
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- hit the name box lol -
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- atticus works at the local drive in movie theatre at the concessions stand. he needs the extra money.
- he was in latin classes when he was younger, so he sometimes quotes latin phrases in conversation.
- he often sketches while people watching.



 
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full name |
Esmeralda Rodriguez
nickname |
➢ Essie
➢ E
➢ Rodriguez
age | 17
birthday | July 27th
gender | Female
sexuality | Bisexual
grade | Junior


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height |
170 cm (5'7" ish)
weight | 56 kg (123 lbs ish)
hair | Long, dark brown hair. Usually wears it loose, sometimes in a high ponytail or bun.
eyes | Hazel
style | Essie normally wears very preppy (and/or expensive) clothes. She prefers skirts and dresses over pants. Think Blair Waldorf or something similar to that.
faceclaim name | Cindy Kimberly


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Esmeralda is a rather manipulative person. She doesn’t always mean to be, but it usually ends up that way. She’s smart, but she never focused enough on doing actual schoolwork to achieve top grades. This isn’t something she cares about though – she lives in the moment.

Essie is quite the social butterfly. She enjoys going to parties, talking to as many different people as possible. To some, she comes off as a caring and fun, albeit a bit crazy, girl. Others would also throw in privileged and spoiled somewhere in the mix. If you were to look a bit deeper you’d find that something isn’t entirely right. Esmeralda struggles with her feelings – or rather, the lack of them. She is good at imitating them, but it’s a nuisance never being able to actually feel them. Feelings like compassion, shame, and love (just to name some off the top of my head) are utterly alien to her. She tend to obsess in place of love. Essie does have some sort of loneliness eating at her from inside.

Adding to this, Esmeralda is pretty selfish and egocentric. Being an only child she never learned the wonderous thing called sharing. She is a thrill seeker, and thrives in chaos and danger. Perhaps it comes from boredom, perhaps from actual madness, but either way that’s how it is.

Regardless of this, Esmeralda tries her very best to stay loyal and to care about her friends. She wouldn’t intentionally do something to hurt them, and would always at least try to understand their feelings, be empathic and all that.
likes | Parties, music, singing, alcohol, chaos, danger, fear, basically anything giving her an adrenaline rush, living in the moment, socialising etc.
dislikes | difficult/complicated emotions, being idle, being alone, poetry, vegetables, socialism, safeness, sensitive people, seriousness etc.


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582066background | Esmeralda grew up in one of Fort Arlington’s biggest houses, together with her mother and her father. Said parents originated from Madrid, Spain and moved to Illinois five years prior to the birth of their daughter. Mr Rodriguez worked as a doctor at the local hospital, and Mrs Rodriguez was the owner of a private psychiatric clinic. Because of these time consuming professions, Esmeralda more often than not found herself home alone. She was far from neglected, what with her pricey allowance and her trust fund, but she was indeed lonely.

Things did not get any brighter by the constant feeling of being judged by her parents – being viewed as unnatural, or perhaps a tad bit queer. Esmeralda sometimes found herself thinking that her parents would rather stay away from the house than being in her presence.

One time, when Essie was six years old, she had an... incident in preschool. It involved her pushing a fellow peer off of a treehouse just to see what would happen. Fortunately, no one got hurt, but when the other child started crying Essie became perplexed. She wondered why anyone would “jump off” a treehouse if it made them cry afterwards. Later, when Mrs Rodriguez came down to talk to the preschool teacher, Esmeralda overheard the teacher referring to her as a “pathological liar”.

Since the preschool incident, Esmeralda learned to observe and imitate the people around her. She stopped pushing boundaries, at least the boundaries that would make others give her weird looks if pushed too far. Once she hit early teens she focused on making friends, partying and generally enjoying life. Her parents had possibly given up on parenting and gave Esmeralda free reins, on the condition that she accompanied them to church every Sunday. Esmeralda wasn’t religious, but she did as they asked – she even joined the church choir.

Romantically, Esmeralda mostly sought to have fun. During her seventeen years of life she’d yet to meet anyone she actually wanted to stay in a relationship with. Her parents tried setting her up with some upper class boys a few times, with no result. They dropped it and let her do her own thing. Stealing a kiss here and there at parties, but nothing more than that.
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Single (until she finds someone to obsess over)
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➢ Esmeralda speaks both Spanish and English fluently.
➢ She is a great singer and a relatively good pianist.
➢ She drives a red 2018 Chevrolet Corvette Stingray convertible.
 
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Full Name ➳ Eireen Braam
Nickname ➳ N/A
Age ➳ Eighteen
Birthday ➳ March 11th
Gender ➳ Female
Sexuality ➳ Homosexual
Grade ➳ Senior

Appearance
Height ➳ 5' 6"583337
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Hair ➳ dark brown, worn short, occasionally pulled up
Eyes ➳ dark brown, wears
glasses
Style ➳ casual, comfort over looks
Faceclaim Name ➳ Tashi Rodriguez

Persona
Basic Overview ➳ If one were to place a label on Eireen, it would definitely be "nerd." Her studious nature results from an ingrained curiosity about the world around her. This curiosity also means that she can find simple joy in most everything. She has a tendency to romanticize the world around her, which is reflected in the kinds of conversations she tends toward - about the nature of life, the nature of love, possibilities for the future, humanity in general, and creative works. She tends to challenge the information that she's provided with, preferring to draw her own conclusions than to blindly accept someone else's. Mostly, this benefits her, but when it comes to figuring out how to deal with other people, it can and does set her back.

Despite her studious nature, Eireen enjoys being in the presence of others. She doesn't necessarily contribute to group conversations much, but there's something comforting about being around people her own age. Smaller conversations - between only one or two other people - mean that she's more likely to speak up. Her main issue with larger groups is simply that she doesn't want to talk over anyone. She pays attentions, she's just very unlikely to contribute unless there's a lull or she's asked to do so. Her fear of stepping on the toes of the people around her often means that she struggles with coming to decisions and follows along with things that she doesn't necessarily agree with.

Eireen is not at all prone to disliking people. From her perspective, she simply looks for the best in people; in reality, she tends to excuse even the most heinous behavior. When people mistreat her, she's more likely to blame herself than anyone else, even if there's no possible way for it to be her fault. She has too much trust in the overall goodwill of her fellow human-beings and has a hard time accepting that someone would intentionally do cruel things.

Likes ➳ social situations, baked goods, poetry, people, stargazing, thunderstorms
Dislikes ➳ decision-making, invasions of privacy, small talk, avoidance, making others feel bad

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History ➳ Eireen is an only child, the product of two families that tend to have at least four kids. She has five uncles and an aunt on her mom's side, and two uncles and three aunts on her dad's side. All four of her grandparents have a similar overabundance of siblings. Her extended family often jokes about how long it's taking her parents to give her a brother or sister, but they're perfectly content the way they are. Eireen's parents are soft-spoken but firm, raising her with an authoritative hand that was nonetheless never cruel. At times, though she loves them both, Eireen can't help but wonder if that would have been different if she was born less mild-mannered and more rowdy and rebellious like some of her cousins, whom her parents have proved to have no patience for.

Despite her good relationship with her parents, Eireen is not out to them and does not plan to come out to them anytime soon. She knows they love her, but they make enough off-hand commands to make her doubt whether they'd accept her if she came out as gay to them. It doesn't help matters that they were both extremely supportive of her first (and only) relationship a year ago and that she broke it off when she realized that she wasn't attracted to men. She's not out to any of her peers, either, fearing that someone will say something at the wrong time and out her to her parents. For these reasons, she's anticipating leaving for college, ready to live her truth with a little less fear and maybe finally date someone who she'll be able to love.

Relationships ➳ Pending. Feel free to message me! Willing to have one of the played OMCs be her ex. If no one thinks it fits, it will just be some dude I make up.


Extra ➳ Eireen owns a cat named Hades. She also has a jean jacket that barely fits anymore, but that she always wears anyway.
 
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- Relationships -
Luke Collins
"Luke? Oh, we're great friends!"
Iris Cohen
"Did she say something about me? She's like, really cool."



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- basics -

full name |

Adelaide Marie Driscoll
nickname |
- Addy; most people call her this and she's fine by it.
- Adele; this is fine, too
age |
Seventeen [ 17. ]
birthday |
October 13th. she hates it when her birthday falls on a friday.
gender |
female
sexuality |
generally unsure.
grade |
junior.





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- appearance -

height |

she's five-five (but you'll always head her adding "and a half" but that's debatable.
weight |
one thirty five.
hair |
it's a bit past her shoulders and a copper color. It usually had just a little bit of a loose wave to it.
eyes |
brown, but she likes to think that when they're hit by sunlight they've got more of a sweet honey color to them.
tattoos |
she's got a little lightbulb on the back of her neck, but it's usually covered by her hair.
piercings |
just simple ear piercings.
style |
In the fall, it's cardigans or long sleeved shirts with jeans. In the winter, it's big, cozy sweaters with leggings. In the spring, it's cute floral pieces, maybe some skirts, generally lighter clothing. In the summer, it's somewhat conservative with just short sleeved shirts and high waisted mom shorts. She goes for a clean aesthetic.
faceclaim name |
Luca Hollestelle





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- persona -

basic overview |

Adelaide is warm hot chocolate on a snowy day, wishing on dandelions, the feeling of coming home after a long day. She's soft. Though she knows the world is harsh and cruel, she believes it doesn't have to be, so she does what she can to be a respite from callousness. She's kind to everyone she meets, living by the motto of "treat people the way you would want to be treated." Of course, not everyone is kind back to her. She doesn't take this personally: most people, when they say rude things to her or aren't particularly nice, are just projecting their own dissatisfaction with themselves onto her when they do that and she feels bad for them more than anything else. She isn't a chatterbox, but she pushes herself not to be shy. She talks to everyone as equals, but tries to give special attention to people who are otherwise commonly excluded. She's all about inclusion. She sees people as stories: each one is unique, but unfinished - it could go any which way. Because of this, she tries to do what she can to push people towards happy endings.

The redhead tries to throw herself into projects constantly. You need someone to organize a charity marathon? She's your girl. The soup kitchen needs an extra hand? Just send her a text. The student council is putting on a fun fair? Sign her up to man one of the game booths. Addy is always trying to help others and it makes her feel good about herself. Deep down, maybe this is just a way to keep herself busy so she doesn't have to be alone with herself for too long. She overworks herself for others so she doesn't have to think about herself. She hopes that if she does all these things, maybe one of these days she'll start seeing herself the way other people do. She sees herself as a boring, plain Jane type. She doesn't do things for recognition and usually doesn't believe she deserves it. Because of this, she often finds herself melting into the background as just another nice girl, but she's also scared to break out of that mold.
likes |
books, autumn, apples, knitting, baking, foreign language, couponing, ballet, rain, gardening, mathematics
dislikes |
mess, heavy metal, chemistry, scary movies, bad manners, hard drug use, hot weather, the smell of burning





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history/background |

Adelaide's childhood was... unremarkable. She had two loving parents. Her father worked as an accountant, her mother a baker. She picked up a love of baking from her mother. Every night, they would have dinner together, unless her father was working late. She had one older brother who teased her, but would kick anyone else's ass if they did the same. She was a shy kid without too many friends. She wanted to have a large group of friends, but she always got scared and wimped out when it came to trying to integrate herself. She kept to herself, watching as other people joked and laughed. She always tried to be useful to people so they would want to keep her around.

When she started high school, she thought maybe things would change. Maybe she would break out of her bubble, get some new friends, and be more than the nice girl. Unfortunately, everything stayed exactly the same. She was stuck in the same unremarkable life, doing the same unremarkable things, being the same unremarkable person. She always melted into the background. She tried to go to a party her freshman year, but things went poorly. She arrived at the event and the boy who let her in offered her a drink. She drank that and then made herself another... and another... and another. Addy got absolutely trashed and ended up making out with a boy there in one of the empty bedrooms. Things maybe would've gone further, but Adelaide suddenly got up, ran to the bathroom, and started throwing up. Rather than help her, the boy left. Feeling terrible from throwing up, she went home and went to bed. The next day, she found out that the boy had told everyone that they'd had sex, which was completely untrue. Her reputation went down the drain. She was called a slut, a whore, easy. People joked that she was such a good girl during the day she must have been crazy in bed. Adelaide was horrified because there was nothing she could do to fix the situation. Boys started talking to her, but only because they thought they could sleep with her too. Girls talked about her behind her back. She was finally getting attention, but it wasn't what she wanted. To make things worse, her brother was away at college, starting his freshman year, so she didn't tell him about it because it didn't make sense to worry him. She lived through a year of this and ended up in a dark place. Fortunately for her, the summer before her sophomore year, her mother got a job offer in Fort Arlington: a new bakery was opening up and they needed a head baker to run it. So, her family packed up and moved to Fort Arlington.

For once in her life, Addy was happy to be going to an unremarkable town where she would be just another unremarkable girl. Sure enough, despite trying to fit in during her first year at the local high school, she just ended up fading into the background. She garnered a reputation as being a nice, reliable girl people could call on for help when they needed her. After she helped them, they just thanked her and forgot about her again until she was needed again. She's made maybe a couple friends, but nothing remarkable, per usual.
relationships |
- hit the name slide lol
extra |
- she can't bring herself to commit to veganism, but she does try to severely limit her meat consumption.
- she took ballet classes until she was sixteen. when she's alone and listening to music, she plays at choreographing dances.
- she's never had any romantic experiences - hell, the guy she made out with was even her first kiss - but she loves the idea of romance.



 
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    The person who tries to keep everyone happy often ends up feeling the loneliest. The person who never made a mistake never tried anything new. There's a story behind every person. There's a reason they are the way they are.

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B A S I C S
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Full Name | Darius Demons
Nicknames | Daredevil, Dare
Age | 17
Birthday | August 13th
Gender | Cisgender Male
Sexuality | Heterosexual
Grade | Junior

A P P E A R A N C E
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Height | 5'10" (178 cm)
Weight | 145 lbs (66 kg)
Hair | Short and softer than the wool of a celestial sheep made out of clouds and cosmic silk. Also. he could probably grow out a decent beard if he wanted to.
Eyes | Dark and fiery.
Tattoos | That's illegal!
Piercings | Nope.
Style | Classic, urban, smooth. Minimal, yet flashy.
Faceclaim name | Shameik Moore​

P E R S O N A
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Basic Overview
On the surface, Darius presents a persona that seems easy to figure out. He's confident to the point of cockiness, and often comes across as sickeningly self assured. His stubbornly held value of candor often results in a blunt and upfront manner of communication. Even when he is being goofy around friends, he often comes off as a smarmy, sardonic troll. It often seems as if he's behaving aggressively or being needlessly confrontational when interacting with others, sort of like a peacock constantly displaying its beautiful feathers. And if Darius is anything, he's a man of beauty. He's an ambitious illustrator and musician. At times he breaks out into freestyles, typically whenever he coincidentally rhymes in his speech or sees the opportunity. Most people write him off as a wannabe rapper, but Darius's musical talents extend far beyond rap. He is particularly skilled in string instruments, with guitar being his specialty. Darius is an enthusiast of art of all kinds, and often has detailed and strongly held critical opinions on films, musical albums, video games, and even anime.

However, there is more than meets the eye to Darius, as there are with most. While his outward personality is certainly no front, he is aloof in his more sensitive emotions and motivations. Though he may seem self centered, his observant artistic eye often perceives qualities in others that they may not recognize in themselves, or are perhaps attempting to keep secret. Speaking of secrets, Darius has plenty, and often sternly refuses to answer questions in regards to his past or his present activities. Quite hypocritically, he himself is inquisitive of others, often accusingly so. He is aloof because he finds the intentions of others to often be ambiguous, and in truth, kind of terrifying. Some might say he's paranoid. He doesn't trust people, rather, he trusts his own assessment of them. Though he may do quite poorly in his classes, Darius sports a resourceful and naturally curious nature. His time is often spent investing that curiosity in what interests him, and is prone to give the cold shoulder to anything that doesn't.

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Yas | Comics, animation, hip hop, jazz, soul, funk, rock, metal, j-pop, guitar, bikes, dancing, running, exploring, climbing on shit, weed, action movies, horror movies, memes, devils, rapping, singing, the color red, deep dish pizza, graffiti, politics, arguing, looking in the mirror.

Nah| Dirty clothes, bad fashion, generic pop music, generic rap music, almost all of country music, incompetence, corporatism, ignorance, failure, monotony, school, disingenuous shit, cigarettes, beer, emo shit, show offs, bullies, hot days, snakes, cilantro, religions.

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Background
Darius Demons was born in Chicago, Illinois and was raised there for most of his life. His father was a local jazz guitarist, and Darius immediately took to imitating him. He was the youngest of three children, with his older brother and sister being fraternal twins born 10 years prior to him. Darius's mother used to run a neighborhood daycare out of their home, but she passed from cancer a handful of years after Darius was born. His family was far from wealthy, and lived in a small two bedroom house where he, his brother, and his father had to share a room. But not for very long. Like yin and yang, the twins opted for different paths. Darius's big sister was studious, and managed to make it into university despite often doing triple time as a student, employee, and occasional mom to her little brother. His brother took to the streets, and was killed in a shooting when Darius was 10. The death of his brother was one of many that would occur in Darius's life, and he would develop a fascination with the concept of it.

He began to act out and court death in his younger teens. Around the neighborhood, he became known as "Daredevil" for his bold attitude and unflinching confidence and obviously because of his last name "Demons", which is actually pronounced more like "lemons" but with a D instead of an L. Instead of focusing in class, he began to draw and doodle all over his notes. Darius may have failed quite a few tests but he developed quite the artistic eye and ability. His favorite thing to draw became cartoon devils with big grins and exaggerated features. A notorious reputation began to develop for his antics involving graffiti both inside and outside of school. Many a fence has been hopped by Darius, and many a security guard and cop has failed to catch the limber and fairly acrobatic young man.

Still, despite finding joy and escapism through art, Darius's environment continued to sew death into his life. Darius lost friends and family to gun violence and soon lost his father as well. By then, he had already reached the age he is now: 17. As a minor, he couldn't continue living alone, and so his older sister arranged to have him sent to a small town where he couldn't get into any trouble: Arlington, Illinois. He arrived only a few months ago to live with his elderly aunt, who runs a daycare in town for small children. So far, as you might imagine, the city boy is having a hard time adjusting to life in Arlington. Moving from the city to a small town was like tossing a trout out of a river and straight into the Sahara. He's already managed to antagonize the police with his graffiti based shenanigans.

Relationships
Iris Cohen


Iris
Darius met Iris within his first week of moving in. He caught her playing guitar by chance, and she was nice enough to let him give it a try after he told her he'd never played an acoustic before. She was also nice enough to give him a crash course in Fort Arlington, and she even showed him around. Ever since then, the two of them have bonded through some impromptu jam sessions. Iris helped Darius begin to shift his perception about the small town by being pretty chill in Darius's book. To others, Iris may seem like another mundane citizen of Fort Arlington. But as a new kid around these parts, that makes her pretty fresh in Darius's book.

Gabriel Summers


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There was one thing Darius was really missing when he first arrived in Fort Arlington. And that was weed. He had no clue where to get it and naturally had to befriend people that did. Gabriel was among them, and the two became fast friends. The both of them exude a confident energy, and Darius finds that Gabriel holds himself in a manner similar to people that he grew up with. Though Darius remains fairly guarded about his past, he feels comfortable confiding some of the details in Gabriel, whom he knows to have experienced a difficult life as well from the few "real talks" they've had while getting blazed. Since he's always around Gabriel in jovial circumstances, Darius has yet to see his new friend's douchey side.

Hit me up any time to talk about relationships


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Name: Skylar Hale
Nickname: Sky
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Grade: Junior

Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Black
Height | Weight: 5'3'' 130lbs
Body Type: Slim with a little curve
Tattoos | Piercings: Ears pierced. Underbust tattoo of a bat and a skull and dagger on forearm.

Face Claim: Reeree Phillips
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» PERSONALITY;
Skylar is pretty outgoing despite her appearance. Skylar generally gets along with most people, that being said she is pretty popular. Though she is good with people her ideal evening is tucked away at home with her dog a book or making jewelry or art. She loves everything macabre and dark. She has this calming and inviting air about her that most people gravitate to.


» BIOGRAPHY;
Skylar was born in New jersey and raised there. Her father the chief of Police in Linden New Jersey and her mother commuted to New York working as a make-up artist. She had a fairly normal childhood and he parents were always very supportive of her. She didn't get to see her dad much due to the fact he was always on patrol or at the station but she tried to enjoy when she did see him. During her sophomore years of High School her Father got shot while on duty leaving him partly disabled. He was offered a detective position in Illinois and took the offer due to still wanting to solve crimes. When she moved to Illinois she really enjoyed the slow easy lifestyle compared to the hustle and bustle of the city.

Arlington wasn't very kind to her at first, a lot of the kids at the school called her a freak and weirdo. In that same year Skylar got offered a few modeling contracts for different alternative clothing brands and once people at school caught wind that she was modeling people started trying to be her friend but she still hung out with the misfit kids more than the popular ones. After a few months the new town got boring and she could see why everyone looked forward to the camping trip at the end of the year so she kind of looked forward to it too.


»Relationships;

Luke / One of her closest friends since she moved to to town. Skylar likes is quirks and sees him as a unique interesting person. Deep down inside she has feelings for him but she isn't ready to admit that.
Lance / Good buddies
Atticus / Likes his art, small crush, never really had a full conversation with him
Addy / Likes her but feels like she kind of only tolerates Skylar's presence because of Luke
Darius / Likes his art and finds his vibe appealing. Never hung out with him though


»Playlist;


Scum Of The Earth - Bombshell From Hell
Zombie Ghost Train - R.I.P.
Alice Cooper - Poison


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» BASIC INFORMATION
Name: Gabirel Summers
Nickname: Gabe
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Grade: Senior

Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Height | Weight: 6'3'' 210lbs
Body Type: Muscular
Tattoos | Piercings: None.

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» PERSONALITY;
Gabriel is very charismatic. He can talk to anyone about anything and people generally like him. He can be too much for some people because he gives off an aggressive overpowering vibe. He's not very emotional but it's easy to read how he's feeling on his face. He can be a dick at time especially if he doesn't get what he wants when he wants it. He's loyal to his friends but if fickle in relationships. He's not a fan of commitment.


» BIOGRAPHY;
Gabriel grew up in the section 8 housing of Arlington due to his Dad's drug habit and alcohol problem. Growing up his dad was in and out of jail so his Mom had to do what she had to do to provide. When his Mom ended up in Jail for prostitution and he ended up having to work nights and weekends to help keep the roof over his head. He bused tables and cleaned barns and did odd jobs as often as he could between school and football and somehow maintained his popularity at school as well. His senior year is when his Mom seemed to pull herself together after she was released. Now that Gabriel can enjoy the end of his senior year he's looking forward to the camp trip.
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»Relationships;

Iris / That was the longest relationship he's ever had. He really had some feeling for her but drinking and partying and him always putting himself first led to him fucking it up.
Millie / One night stand, no feelings for her but would probably sleep with her again.
Darius / His main man, his best friend.
Essie / Major crush



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    Mirabel; Mirabelle
    Latin : comes from the word mirabilis, meaning "wonderous"

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Miles Madden​

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Nickname: None really
Age: 18
Birthday: July 31st
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Grade: 12th/Senior

Hair: Light brown
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 5'10" (178 cm)
Weight: 165 lbs (75 kgs)
Tattoos: None
Piercings: None
Style: x x x
Face Claim: Taron Egerton

Likes: Skateboarding, drinking, doing drugs, partying, working out, hanging out with friends, video games
Dislikes: His father, selfishness, bullies, people expecting too much out of him, seagulls
Personality: Despite coming from a wealthy family, Miles has a generous heart. He would rather his actions define him than the money he will one day inherit, and so Miles will give to anyone in need without even batting an eye. He's intelligent and witty, doing rather well in most of his classes at school. He has only ever had a problem with mathematics, and now that he lives with Tiger Lily who tutors him, he has been doing better. Miles loves to have fun, whether that be through sports, hanging out with friends, or something completely off the wall.

Given Miles virtues, he also has a few vices. When it comes to having fun, Miles can go a bit too far at times. He really enjoys partying, and can sometimes go a little bit too far with the drugs and the alcohol. If Miles is out and having a good time, he has little self-control on a limit for himself. He'll keep going until he passes out. He also can have a bit of an anger problem in terms of having a touchy temper. Miles does not really take shit from anyone, especially if it involves hurting his friends. He will gladly knock someone out for harassing the people he cares about.

Biography: Miles was born to Mr. and Mrs. Robert Madden, marketing firm entrepreneurs and self-made millionaires. As the heir to an international business, his parents have always held Miles to a set of very high standards. Living in a mansion with service personnel for his entire childhood, Miles' parents were rarely around to raise him. Instead, he had a nanny and bodyguards to take care of him.

From a young age, Miles' parents hired teachers, private tutors, and specialized instructors to teach him everything he would need to know to run a large business one day, outside of the normal topics he learned in high school. He was taught everything from multiple foreign languages, to finance, to advanced strategic planning. While he had gotten fairly close with his instructors and nanny, he felt incomplete without the care of his own parents. But unfortunately, it was pretty much the only life he knew.

At around the age of 15, Miles began to act out. He was tired of his life being planned out for him, never having control over his own choices. It was for that reason, Miles began to experiment with drugs and alcohol, sneaking out late at night to go to parties and coming home pretty messed up. His parents were never around much to notice, always out on the next business trip or vacationing around the world. Finally, one night, Miles went a little to far, and wrecked one of his father's most prized cars while driving intoxicated. Immediately, this brought his parents back from their trip to Venice.

After a large fight with his father, Miles confessed to his parents that he didn't want to take over the family business one day. Consumed by anger, Mr. Madden immediately cut his son off and threw him out of the house, though Miles kept the keys just in case. To him, he no longer had a son. Miles took this as his parents never really caring for him and thus decided to spend as much time away from them as possible. That means hanging out at Lily and Millie's place as much as possible. Miles was born and raised in Fort Arlington, and can't wait to leave.

Relationships:
-Tiger Lily: Best friends
-Millie: Close friends via friendship with Lily
-Gabe: Drug-dealer, party buds
-Essie: Party friends
-Iris: Childhood friends through Millie and Lily
-Skylar: Ex's, broke up due to his temper, still has feelings for her
-Bambi: Acquaintances via Lily
-Mira: Friends
-Atticus: Party buds, neutral friendship
Extras: Drives a brand new black Tesla Model S
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Liliana Atwood​

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Nickname: Lily, Tiger Lily (only by Miles)
Age: 18
Birthday: April 11th
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Grade: 12th/Senior

Hair: Dark brown
Eye Color: Chocolate brown
Height: 5'5" (161 cm)
Weight: 115 lbs (52 kg)
Tattoos:
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Piercings: Nose ring, three studs in each ear
Face Claim: Valerie Poxleitner

Likes: Cars, drinking, smoking, playing guitar, drawing and art, all different types of tea, her cat Hercules
Dislikes: Most people (except Miles and Millie), pity, traffic, authority figures, sweet desserts
Personality: Liliana isn't really the most happy-go-lucky person in the world. But given her life story, could you expect her to be? She's kind, protective, and sometimes even maternal towards her friends, and almost always puts the needs of others over her own. She's dependable, loyal, and generally a decent human being. However, that doesn't mean she has no dark side. If anyone were to insult or attack her friends, Lily has no problem stepping up and firing back to protect or defend them.

Liliana doesn't really do well with sappy emotions. She doesn't know how to feel them, and therefore doesn't know how to respond to them either. She becomes a bit awkward if anyone expresses romantic interest in her, often times avoiding their words and either changing the subject or trying to find a way to exit the conversation. She honestly has no idea how to respond to compliments in general, let alone flirtations. So expect some silence or ignoring if you try.

Biography: Liliana spent the majority of her life in the downtrodden parts of St. Louis, MO, doing her best just to get by. Her father was an abusive drunk who couldn't keep a job to save his life. Her mother, the forgotten sister of Millie's father, was a junkie who'd rather get high than spend time with or take care of her daughter. When she was about ten years old, Family Services finally caught on to what happened inside the Atwood household. Lily always figured her school teachers were the one to make the report as she often showed up to school covering bruises and lacking any money for food. So, they took her away and put her in a foster home.

Unfortunately, those didn't last very long either. The reality of a lot of foster homes is that they just want the government money that the children bring. The children are often neglected, and Lily fell into that same fate. She was bounced around from home to home, causing more and more trouble with every new location. Though it took some time since they were located in a different state, Family Services eventually got in contact with Millie's parents who agreed to take her in. Though they were her family, the lack of parental role models growing up still took a toll on Lily. Around when Lily turned 16, she found a bit of solace in learning about cars, particular taking them apart and putting them back together again. It became a passion of hers, and she decided to make money doing it by working for a local mechanic in Fort Arlington. Tasked with changing the oil and filters in a Tesla one day, Liliana met trust fund kid Miles. Though despising him at first, his undying need to be her friend won out in the end and the two became now very close, like brother and sister.

As a teenager, Liliana swore she would never do drugs, seeing what they did to her mother. She had tried to avoid her father's beatings, but was usually unsuccessful. In order to deal with those traumatic memories, Lily turned to what she calls her 'Joys,' also known as liquor, cigarettes, and tattoos. Though legal in comparison to some other drugs, these things are still unhealthy coping mechanisms. But Lily hasn't learned any other way to deal with them. Eventually, Lily has dreams of leaving Fort Arlington and going to college to study mechanical engineering.

Relationships:
-Miles: Best friends
-Millie: Cousins and close friends
-Gabe: Acquaintances via Miles
-Essie: Acquaintances via Miles
-Iris: Friends, met via Millie after moving to town
-Skylar: Casual friends, though in a bit of a tough spot as she is Miles' ex
-Bambi: Casual friends
-Mira: Friends
-Atticus: Met as kids while Lily visited Millie, still stayed in touch and were close even after Millie and him drifted apart, art buddies and overall general close friends
Extras: Drives a matte black Suzuki GSX motorcycle
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"I should have known by the flame I'm under."​

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[/div] A soft-spoken girl to those who encounter her, Bambi lives up to her name. The girl acts gentle and kind towards both strangers and her fellow peers, not hesitant to help someone in need. She is generous and often donates and gives away what she doesn't use. Being a calm soul, it is a rare sight to see Bambi stress about anything, whether it's a test, an upcoming event, or an unexpected change of plans. She goes with the flow, apparently unperturbed by the business of her life. Some wonder if she's faking it, but she assures that none of it is forced. ❛There's no need to worry about something that will eventually work itself out, ❜ is what she says.

However, behind the happy-go-lucky persona lies a girl riddled with anxiety from life's battles, overcome with emotions yet unwilling to have a good cry when she needs it. Her anxiety often manifests in being frustrated with herself or, at times, with other people. Thankfully for her, Bambi has kept her issues hidden well and she acts like she's fine. She goes to parties and hangs out like the other kids. She busies herself with activities and gets through the day. She's actually strong - when she feels good, she's painfully resourceful and knows how to prioritize. The real problem comes from her not accepting who she is, but she still tries to keep up an act of being okay and not being truthful. It makes her defensive and that kind of behavior is questionable coming from her. She hopes that, if she adorns the fake smiles long enough, maybe they will become real ones.

likes: kind words, strawberries, her mother, carbonated drinks, homemade meals, browsing through fashion blogs/magazines, sunlight filtered through the leaves, rain, summertime, dancing, pondering on her thoughts
dislikes: rich people (silently envious of them, but especially dislikes pretentious ones), alcohol, negative energy, insects, dark and ominous clouds, dry weather, ideas that don't make sense, closed spaces
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i. She doesn't want to, but Bambi remembers her biological parents in New York, Fatima and Jean Monet. In fact, she remembers it all too vividly - the stench of alcohol, the sound of yelling and door-slamming, the occasional scream of her eldest siblings. Her dear mother was a relapsed alcoholic who worked a part-time job as a mechanic. Her father seemed to be good on the outside, as a successful salesman, but at home, he was neglectful and verbally abusive. Bambi lived in constant fear of him, as he had sporadic outbursts and would become physically violent. When she was 10, her father began to get his life together and tried to make it up to her, but she couldn't forget all that he had done to hurt her. Her mother took a leap of faith and risked everything as she quietly sent Bambi to a foster care home farther away and hoped her daughter could have a better life somewhere else.

ii. Bambi had several different parents while in foster care. Some were good, others were just okay and some were not parenting material at all. Despite the constant changes, she handled it all fairly well. She couldn't imagine anything but the frequent car rides from city to city, being dropped off and picked up by a number of people. It became a routine almost. Soon, with the rush of preteen hormones and having no family, Bambi became terribly emotional and she was not in a good mental state. She was finally adopted at age 14 by an older couple, Ruth and Thomas Herbert, who had a daughter and two sons, as well as several grandchildren. They lived alone, as all their kids moved out, and wanted another child, but couldn't have one themselves. They moved to the town of Arlington, Illinois to be with other relatives and she quickly became part of their family. For one of the first times in her life, she felt joy. It was intense and powerful. felt like nothing could stop her.

iii. Unexpected events come and go, it was nothing new. But this was something Bambi would have never expected.

Thomas William Herbert passed away four months before Bambi turned 16. Her siblings, two of whom she never met, came for the funeral and grieved, but quickly initiated an argument about how they would distribute their father's large inheritance. They decided that their mother would keep the house, but the rest of them would split the money in near-thirds, with the eldest son receiving slightly more than the others. Ruth, being stricken with grief, cared little about the matter and let her children decide. To start becoming independent, Bambi began working on the weekends as a waitress to earn extra cash, lying that she was older as most jobs required her to be at least 16 and she was tall enough to get away with it. As the season of grief seemed to come to an end, she came home and found her mother passed out, calling 911 as soon as she could. She later found out that her mother drank too much wine and she admitted to doing this intentionally. It felt like she was living a nightmare - it couldn't be real. First, alcoholism took its toll on her biological mother, and now, her adopted mother? She felt like a 5-year-old girl again, helpless against the devils tormenting those she loved.

iiii. Now, Bambi does her best to make it through the day, smiling to seem fine, but never getting too deep when it comes to conversation. No one ever comes over and there are some days when she feels like staying out late because she doesn't want to go back. Even then, she always comes back to her mother to check on her. She's the only family she has left.
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[div class="stat"][/div] Mirabella Warner: Close friends.
[div class="stat"][/div] Miles Madden: Friendly acquaintances via Lily.
[div class="stat"][/div] Mildred Stark: Acquaintances via Lily.
[div class="stat"][/div] Lincoln Scott: Acquaintances.
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[div class="stat"][/div] She loves music but especially hip-hop and early/mid-2000's pop and r&b.
[div class="stat"][/div] She speaks fluent French.
[div class="stat"][/div] She takes contemporary dance classes after school.
[div class="stat"][/div] Bambi wants to become a pediatric physician, preferably for infants and toddlers. [/div][/div][/div]
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full name | Katherine Hawthorne
nickname | Katy
age | 16
birthday | August 27
gender | Female
sexuality | Straight
grade | 11

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weight | 115lbs
faceclaim name | Zoey Deutch


persona
Katy is a walking irony - or more accurately, a talking irony; despite her love for theatre and her knack for establishing herself onstage in front of crowds, she struggles to build connections and relations behind the scenes. It's not from lack of effort, but Katy can never quite seem to find the right words to say to express herself properly. She has a habit of pushing people away before they get a chance to really get close enough to know anything about her. She's far too trusting and will believe a lie as soon as the truth.


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Katy was born and raised in Fort Arlington by her Mother, Cassandra Hawthorne, the owner of a small local restaurant by the name of "The Hawthorne Grill". Her mother worked most days and nights in order to keep the restaurant afloat with the help of her daughter. Each day after school Katy spent hours at the school for rehearsals for the upcoming musical followed by a shift at the diner. This didn't leave her much time for socializing outside of class or rehearsals. Her mother dreams of one day being able to hand down the restaurant to her daughter, but Katy has other ideas. Katy wants a life much bigger then her small town of Fort Arlington; since childhood she had visions of her name surrounded by lights, the cheer of a crowd during bows, and her rightful place on the stage in New York, New York; 'Katherine Hawthorne': Star of Broadway.
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His report cards have as many A’s as it has D’s, and at this point, hearing the phrase ‘you have so much potential but…’ has become the quickest way to get his mind to shut down. Boredom is his greatest enemy. His interests tend to not jump as much much as they leap. Everything not deemed interesting at the moment gets crammed into the background, and everything in the background deserves the bare minimum, if anything at all. Lazy would be a perfectly appropriate word; Marco would argue he just likes to be efficient.[/div] [div class=p3]And the boy does like to argue. It’s not about having a strong opinion -- or having any opinion at all. It’s not even about being right, but about proving the other party wrong. Marco would argue for the existence of a flat earth just to see if he can. Combined with a deadpan delivery and a dry sense of humour, it’s a useful skill to have for, say, the debate club -- and they do appreciate him for it -- but not quite for, say, making friends.[/div] [div class=p3]Not that he really cares, of course. In the two years he’s lived in Fort Arlington, Marco hasn’t made any real effort to make friends. That isn’t to say he’s shy or even introverted -- but when old friends from Chicago are only a text or a Skype call away, why bother?[/div] [/div] [div class="content contentMisc hidden"] [div class=sectionTitle]Miscellaneous[/div] [div class=p][div class=sectionEntry]MBTI |[/div] ENTP-T[/div] [div class=p][div class=sectionEntry]likes |[/div] blogging | horror movies | murder mysteries | video games | public transit[/div] [div class=p2][div class=sectionEntry]dislikes |[/div] Fort Arlington | early mornings | homework | children[/div] [div class=p][div class=sectionEntry]clubs |[/div] debate | film [/div] [div class=p2][div class=sectionEntry]sports | none[/div] [/div] [div class=p2][div class=sectionEntry]work |[/div] none[/div] [div class=p][div class=sectionEntry]skills |[/div] lockpicking (basic) | drums[/div] [div class=p2][div class=sectionEntry]languages |[/div] english (fluent) | italian (basic)[/div] [div class=p][div class=sectionEntry]hangout spots |[/div] smoke pit | arcade | cinema[/div] [div class=p2][div class=sectionEntry]drives |[/div] no ; bicycles the half hour to school[/div] [div class=p][div class=sectionEntry]plans after graduation |[/div] travel[/div] [/div] [div class="content contentBackground hidden"] [div class=sectionTitle]Background[/div] [div class=p3]No one wants to escape Fort Arlington more than the big city kid who’s seen The Lost Boys more times than he’s willing to admit. Almost two years ago, Marco found himself plucked out of his two-bedroom apartment in downtown Chicago, only to be dropped into a Victorian house, with one too many empty rooms, in the middle of nowhere. The move was as much a mystery to him than it was to the rest of the town; why would a woman and his teenaged son leave their lives behind for a chance to live in a house that had fuelled the nightmares of local kids for years now? It didn’t help, of course, that Marco’s mother seemed to never leave the house until she absolutely had to. No one knew what she did for a living, if she even did anything at all.[/div] [div class=p3]The theories started blooming just in time for spring, and from there they only grew more and more ridiculous. Rumour had it that Marco’s mother being was an eccentric heiress who had had enough of rich people politics. In another version, she was not an heiress but married to one. Obviously, Marco’s absent father had died, and now his mother needed to get away from her abusive in-laws.[/div] [div class=p3]Marco’s personal favourite involved him and his mother being on the run from the mafia after his father -- a high-ranking mobster himself -- was murdered for snitching to the cops. It was cute, like a little (stereotyping) tribute to both his Chicago and Italian heritage. Marco embraced the rumours, having become particularly proficient at giving bullshit answers about tips and tricks he’d learned from “the family.”[/div] [div class=p3]Of course, the truth isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Sara Felix (Pen Name: Alex Frais) is a reclusive novelist who – for reasons unknown even to Marco – decided to move to Fort Arlington just under two years ago. Though her works have always attracted a cult-like following from fans of horror and low fantasy fiction, it was only recently that her stories have gained mainstream attention, notably after her most recent book was adapted into a Netflix show. Alex Frais’ true identity remains a secret to Fort Arlington and to the general public.[/div] [div class=p3]On the other hand, Marco’s father teaches Comparative Literature at UC Berkeley. He would not be caught dead driving past the speed limit, let alone join any form of organised crime.[/div] [div class=p3]Alas, the boy is not his father’s son -- only figuratively speaking, of course, much to the chagrin of his father’s wife. To Marco, the law is less a set of hard rules, and more a loose collection of guidelines whose finer points can be remolded as needed; that’s why lawyers exist, after all.[/div] [div class=p3]While on paper, Marco’s offences read like an average teenager’s -- skipping classes, trespassing school after hours (well, do they want him there or not?! The administration needs to get their shit together) -- his extracurricular activities paint a different story.[/div] [div class=p3]Afterhours, Marco can often be found in the smoking pit just outside school grounds. If that doesn’t work, try the local arcade, and if that’s still no bueno, then good luck. He lives in that creepy house by the forest just outside of town. Then again, that rarely ever did dissuade anyone who really wants to see him -- and there’s only ever one reason why anyone wants to see the big city kid who clearly wants to have nothing to do with anyone from here: Marco is the gateway to the closest thing Fort Arlington High has to a black market.[/div] [div class=p3]Weed, acid, fake IDs, the answer key to next week’s midterm; you name it, he’s got it. Weapons and meth are hard exceptions, and as far as he’s concerned, if you really need them, just visit the local trailer park. Some say he stays away from these things because they remind him too much of his mafia past. Really, as hard as it may be to imagine, it’s only because he possesses moral boundaries.[/div] [div class=p3]He gets his supplies from Leroy Parsons Jr. -- prince of Fort Arlington’s trailer park, and freshly graduated from Fort Arlington High just a year ago. The two met over a year ago at the smoking pit near the school, and though they’re not wearing matching shirts and having sleepovers anytime soon, Leroy is the closest thing Marco’s ever had to a friend in Fort Arlington. For one, the latter has imparted life skills such as lockpicking and the best way to smoke a joint in exchange for nothing more than a few idle stories about life outside of town.[/div] [div class=p3]Still, Marco’s been careful not to let anyone get too close, though. After all, he’s getting out of dodge the moment he graduates. This one last school trip is just a taste of what’s to come.[/div] [/div] [div class=clear] [/div]
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Basics
Name: Kane O'Connor
Nicknames: Kaz (I wouldn't use this one around him), K
Age: Eighteen
Birthday: November 14th
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
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Grade: Senior


Appearance
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 205lbs
Hair: Dark brown and a tad too curly for Kane's liking
Eyes: Sparkling blue, probably his favourite feature
Style: Comfort and utility at all costs. If he can move in it, he likes it.
Not a bad sense of dress for a farm boy though.
Faceclaim name: Nathan Niehaus


Persona
Basic Overview:
When Kane O'Connor was much younger and smaller, his father used to tell him he reminded him much of a colt. A bit dumb but kicked like shit. Yeah... they had a real bond. His father wasn't far wrong or maybe his narrative forced Kane into what he is today. Kane isn't what you would call smart, he's never been good at school or anything much for that matter. There is a cunning in him however, a sick little switch in his head that flicks every so often and lights up the dark. You see, to Kane, every problem is a nail and you better believe he has a hammer. His response to most situations is often fraught with wroth and malice. Behind the 6 foot wall of angry muscle, however, lies a great deal of insecurities. He has questions that no one ever answered and he has no means of finding the answer himself. The man he wants to be always seems to be around a bend that Kane can never turn and so he is left running, running always to catch up with himself. His violence then takes on an ugly form. Instead of a means to an end, it becomes a mask that covers what he's too ashamed to admit - that he doesn't know who he is.

His solace is his family farm. No one can deny he works hard. He rises before dawn every morning, he helps milk and leads the animals out to graze. In these quiet moments, a tenderness emerges. He loves his time away from others, working, mending. Hands that could break bones and liberate teeth turn gentle to nurture fragile buds. His hammers turn into ploughs. If he could hide away on the farm all day, he would but his parents always insisted he finished school.

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In between these two chunks of his time, another passion of his takes hold. Every since he was little he boxed, it helped him cope with the shifting world around him by focusing his energy into a single point. It's the best of both worlds. He can be alone with his thoughts but still bond with his coach and the others around him. The folks down at the local boxing club are like another family to him and their effect has been noticeable. In the year previous, he has been building his way up to burst through the state championships. And yet, even that is fickle; he's been kicked out more than enough times for beating on someone in school. If it didn't look bad on the school's part, they would have wiped their hands clean of him years ago. His relationship with the law follows similarly. He's a problem in a tiny town that likes to whitewash its problems with happy smiles.

His flaws give him perspective, as much as he tries to hide them. In a different world maybe Kane could be a good man, an honourable man. In a different world.
Likes: Solitude, bourbon, the farm, boxing, the rain, dogs, long car journeys
Dislikes: Know-it-alls, most of the school ecosystem, school, rich bastards


Background
History:
Kane is pretty much old generation Fort Arlington. His father, Sean O'Connor inherited the family farm from his own father, an Irish immigrant who moved over and bought up the land when it was cheap. His mother, Alessia Lupinacci, was the daughter of an Italian immigrant. She grew up in New York but was stationed on the military base in Fort Arlington before meeting his father. After leaving the military, they married and worked the farm for a living. They had two sons, Kane and Joseph with Joseph being the elder by a year. Even from early on it was clear that the genes favoured the elder. Joseph was always the one paraded amongst friends at mass. He did well in school, made the football team, had girls hanging off every finger and the charisma to match. Kane hated him.

Shadows, especially the one cast by Joseph, do wicked things to men. Despite his best attempts, Kane could never be his older brother. He didn't have the smarts for school, he started one too many fights when he attempted to play football and by darn was he shit with women. He tried to make up for it in other ways, he worked himself to the bone to prove himself on the farm, he took up boxing. Anything to win him favour with his family; anything to have them look on him with pride. But pride was in short supply and Joseph basked in it. Soon, Kane started turning on everything and everyone. He had tried, it wasn't his fault. It was Joseph's fault for being so perfect. It was Joseph's fault for stealing his parents' love. It was Joseph's fault for existing.

Like dominoes, each event cascaded into each other. He started having one too many encounters with Sheriff Cohen, school phoned home regularly; every domino compounding his parents' view of him as a failure. Everything became a consequence of a consequence and in the shadow, Kane learned to hate. He learned to hate something more than he ever could before. He hated the idea of his brother. He hated his brother. He hated school. He hated the stuck up bastards that had declared themselves Kings and Queens and looked down their nose at him. Most times, he funneled this into boxing but sometimes it would spill over. Someone would fire a bad look, speak the wrong word, anything and he would turn on them. He hurt some people that didn't deserve it and some who did. He was a big bastard and so he got the name of someone to avoid, someone to fear. Their fear gave him something, at the very least. Someone needs to be the bad guy he always quipped. But in a place like Fort Arlington, bad folk don't do so well.

Relationships: (WIP)
 
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