Fantasy Are You Afraid of the Dark (CS)

[thespectacularstorm]

CHARACTER SHEET

Appearance:

BASIC
Name: [Full Name]
Age: [14-20]
Gender:
Ethnicity:

PHYSICAL
Brief Description: [Body type, height, all that kinda stuff]
Usual attire: [How your character typically dresses from day to day]
Equipment: [Nothing a teen or young adult wouldn't typically have- Limit 4]

PERSONAL
Personality: [Can do traits (5) or paragraphs]
Likes: [at least 3]
Dislikes: [at least 3]
Hobbies/Talents: [at least 3]
Health Ailments: [if applicable]

HISTORY
Backstory: [Can be as long or short as you want]
What brings you to Southfield: [Stumbled upon it? Hiking trip gone wrong? No idea?]
Extra:
Theme Song: [Optional/Just for fun]

 

[KittOnyx]

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overflow: hidden; width: 100%; height: 10px; text-align: center; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 8px; color: #dedede; opacity: 0.25; [/class] [div class=bkgd] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent0 flexcont"] [div class="accent accent0"] [div class=accentcont] [div class=intropic][/div] [div class=role]survive.[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=introright] [div class="accent accent02"][/div] [div class=name]ricky martin.[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent1" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent1"] [div class=accentcont] [div class=header1]basics.[/div] [div class=text1cont][div class="text text1"] [div class=tag]name[/div] rochelle martin

[div class=tag]nickname:[/div] ricky

[div class=tag]age:[/div] 20

[div class=tag]birthday:[/div] october 27th, 1999

[div class=tag]gender:[/div] female

[div class=tag]sexuality:[/div] bisexual

[div class=tag]height:[/div] 5' 8"

[div class=tag]weight:[/div] 134 lbs

[div class=tag]eye color:[/div] golden brown

[div class=tag]hair color:[/div] dark brown

[div class=tag]ethnicity:[/div] mixed

[div class=tag]dist. marks:[/div] freckles

[div class=tag]body mods:[/div] piercings in both ears

[div class=tag]faceclaim:[/div] tashi rodriguez [/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="pic1 pic11"][/div] [div class="pic1 pic12"][/div] [div class="num num1"]1.[/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent21"][/div] [div class="accent accent22"][/div] [div class=header2]persona.[/div] [div class="pic2 pic21"][/div] [div class="pic2 pic22"][/div] [div class="num num2"]2.[/div] [div class=text2cont][div class="text text2"] [div class=tag]brief descrip[/div]Ricky is a little taller than average, standing at about five feet and eight inches. She is thin but don't mistake that for being frail. A little less than toned, what she lacks in muscle she makes up for in stamina. She has deep golden brown eyes and dark curly hair that reaches her shoulders.

[div class=tag]usual attire[/div]can usually be seen in a t-shirt and jeans and when weather permits, a jacket. ricky wears minimal make up for a natural look.

[div class=tag]equipment[/div] ricky showed up in town with her hiking bag so she has some essentials.

-Canteen​

-Backpack​

-Hunting knife​

-Flashlight​

[div class=tag]likes[/div]ricky is fond of nature. she is a hiker and soccer player. she enjoys reading and dancing to music in her spare time.

[div class=tag]dislikes[/div]ricky is not fond of being told what to do and especially hates being treated like a child. She does not like when people touch her or her hair, especially without asking.

[div class=tag]hobbies[/div]

• Hiking
• Reading

[div class=tag]talents[/div]

• agility
• stamina
• novice tracker

[/div][/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent3" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent31"] [div class=accentcont] [div class=header3]background.[/div] [div class=text3cont][div class="text text3"] [div class=tag]personality[/div]ricky is very headstrong. she's loud and can be abrasive but she always has good intentions. she's the kind of person that makes jokes to distract from serious situations. she doesn't like to show weakness and because of this doesn't like to cry in front of others. it takes a lot to make her break down. ricky isn't easy to anger either, while abrasive she isn't aggressive.

[div class=tag]backstory[/div]Ricky was born into a fairly well off family. Her parents were lawyers that rarely had time for their children. This fostered a close knit relationship with ricky and her younger brother, Jeremiah. there was only a few years age difference between them. they often took care of each other because their parents were too busy to even give them the time of day. they assumed that because they provided ample financial care for their kids that it would be ok. the divide only made Ricky and Jeremy more detached from their parents so that when they were around they almost had a relationship closer to that of coworkers than parental figures. family dinners felt like meetings and the vacations, though lavish and expensive, were still spent with ricky and jeremy keeping each other entertained while their parents retreated to the bars.

during her teenage years, ricky played sports and found solace in nature. she hated being cooped up in their empty home, even when she did have jeremy's company. the empty house just reminded her how little her parents actually cared. she distanced herself a little from her brother and retreated to the woods surrounding their home. for months she started coming home less and less, instead she spent her time in the woods. she would bring books and climb trees to listen to the sounds of the wildlife. jeremy sometimes wandered after her and would join her, when she didn't give him a hard time that it. Jeremy loved his sister profusely and it was hard feeling like he was losing his only family.

one day when ricky was hiking through the woods, with the intent of not coming home until early the next morning, and she suddenly found herself in a part of the woods that she didn't recognize. the fog was thick around her and her flashlight barely pierced through it, making her panic. where before the woods felt safe and familiar to her, they now felt wild and unfamiliar. She stumbled through the fog until she came out at the entrance to Southfield and is now doing everything she can to figure out the town's mystery and escape back to her brother. [/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="pic3 pic31"][/div] [div class="num num3"]3.[/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent4" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent4"] [div class="accentcont gallerycont"]

[/div] [/div] [div class=header4]misc.[/div] [div class=header5]gallery.[/div] [div class="num num4"]4.[/div] [div class=text4cont][div class="text text4"] [div class=tagb]theme song[/div]woman - kesha

[div class=tagb]favorite food[/div]burgers

[div class=tagb]favorite drink[/div]dr. pepper

[div class=tagb]favorite color[/div]green

[div class=tagb]relationships[/div]
- Mother: Sharon McArthur-Martin

- Father: Terrance Martin

- brother: Jeremiah Martin [/div][/div] [/div] [div class=tabflex] [div class=tab]0[/div] [div class=tab]1[/div] [div class=tab]2[/div] [div class=tab]3[/div] [div class=tab]4[/div] [/div] [/div][div class=credit]code by [COLOR=#dedede]sox[/COLOR][/div]

 

[Deadwood Deer]

Appearance:

BASIC
Name: Jason Meyer
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Melting pot, but the larger portions are Irish and Cherokee indian.

PHYSICAL
Brief Description: Jason stands around 5'8, scrawny, with shaggy brown hair and green eyes.
Usual attire: See above picture
Equipment: Pliers/multi-tool, a cell phone with a dead battery

PERSONAL
Personality:
Kind of a nerd
Laid back
Excitable
Not quite anti-social, but no social butterfly
Submissive. Yell at him and he's probably gonna do whatever you say just so you'll stop yelling at him.
Likes: [at least 3]
Fiddling with things
Puzzles
Libraries
Dislikes: [at least 3]
Hiking
Jogging
Sports
Hobbies/Talents:
Engineering- Jason has a mechanical way of thinking and a knack for creating things, and was actually taking classes to go into that field.
Research- Jason retains information very well, and writes everything down. As long as he has access to what he needs, he can tell you anything or find it out for you.
Lockpicking- He likes the noise a lock makes when it opens, for some reason.
Health Ailments:
Jason's an asthmatic. His airways can't handle strenuous physical activity for long, and he lost his inhaler when he got lost in the fog.
Jason is near-sighted. Without his glasses, everything beyond a few feet in front of him is just blurry shapes.

HISTORY
Backstory: [Can be as long or short as you want] Jason's family is big on family activities. Even though Jason just can't do certain things, they felt that the proper solution to Jason's asthma was to put him in situations that trigger it in the hope he'd just get over it eventually. He didn't, and here we are.
What brings you to Southfield: Jason's family dragged him along on a trip through the mountains. Everyone got out the car and went separate directions to go pee, and the car vanished from this plane of existence as far as Jason knew, and he wandered into town looking for signs of civilization.

 

[Delphine]

Name: Brooklyn "Brooke" Chanel Cohen
Age: 19
Birthday: May 6th, 2000
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: African-American

PHYSICAL

Face Claim:

Brief Description: Brooke stands at about 5'6, and weighs 120 pounds. While she isn't ripped, she has a mesomorph body type, and is slightly toned from frequent exercise.

Usual attire: Brooke usually wears large bright hoodies, most likely yellow, who reflect the New-Yorkan taxi addiction. Black pants are also a must, whether it's ripped jeans or sweatpants. Shoes can vary from either flats or heels, depending on her mood.

Equipment: [Nothing a teen or young adult wouldn't typically have- Limit 4]
-Flashlight
-Large water bottle
-Swiss knife

PERSONAL

Personality: Brooke grew up in New York, and as such, grew up hurried and very impatient. While she may seem brash and rude from the outside, she's not a mean person, and usually wants what's best for everybody. She's very social when in a good mood, and is a good shoulder to cry on.

Likes: [at least 3]
+Dogs
+Volleyball
+Driving

Dislikes: [at least 3]
-Spiders
-Arguing
-Driving in the dark

Hobbies:
-Volleyball: Brooke has been practising volley for years
-Jogging: She jogs every single morning

Talents:
-Agility
-Sound imitation
-Fast problem-solving

Health Ailments:
-None

HISTORY

Backstory:
Coming from New-York, Brooke only knew the city. The concrete forest, if you will. She'd never left the city, and was quite content with it. Having a happy family life and a healthy school life, she had all she ever wanted. That was, until her grandmother passed away. Her father was more devastated than her mother, since his own mother had died. He sadly fell into a depression, and their income had started getting strained. They'd already saved a lot of money for her college tuition and a car, so that money was never touched. During high school, her father was constantly at home, irritated, tired and distraught. It had been years since he was happy.

Brooke took up volleyball and jogging to clear her mind from her family situation worsening. Her parents argued more, fought more, and one day, her father couldn't take it and hung himself in the living room. Brooke's mother was working the night shift, and she had volleyball practise, so she was the one who stumbled onto the scene. She fell on the floor, and was it not for a neighbour hearing her, the police would've gotten there much later. What was a happy home, a joyful apartment, was now an empty shell of a memory. Brooke and her mother moved into another apartment, a little bit farther than where they lived before. The rent was a bit more affordable, and life carried on as usual. At the age of 16, Brooke got her driver's license, and her new car. Over the next 3 years, her mother had completely changed. Broken, tired, sad, angry.. Angry at life, at the world. The situation got so bad, that at the age of 19, Brooke just packed her things and left, never to look back on what her life was.

What brings you to Southfield:
Brooke didn't plan on staying in Southfield for long. She just happened to drive by the town. Her car was half packed with things, and she desperately needed to find a gas station. Thankfully, her GPS showed her a small nearby town. She was only supposed to stay an hour, two max. But as life would have it, it wasn't going to be that way. As soon as she entered the thick fog, she'd signed a contract she couldn't back up on.

Extra:
-Brooke's favourite colour is yellow
-She often straightens her hair since she prefers it that way

Family:
-Monica Cohen (Grandmother - Deceased)
-Darryl Cohen (Father - Deceased)
-Juliet Cohen (Mother - Alive)

Theme Song: [Optional/Just for fun]
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[Dumplingboy]

Appearance:

BASIC
Name: Mathilda Leon
Age: 14 soon to be 15
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Palestinian American

PHYSICAL
Brief Description: 4'10-4'11 growing fast but not fast enough for her liking. She is a skinny little shit and a late bloomer, something that irritates her greatly. She never did any sports but skateboarding has kept her fit for the most part.
Usual attire: How any angst ridden emo teen would dress. She likes to act a little to old for her age and likes to dress accordingly. When she isn't being a little whore she has a grungy skater boy aesthetic.
Equipment: Glow sticks,dad's pocket knife,playboy magazine, rabbits foot.

PERSONAL
Personality:
charming-who doesn't have soft spots for kids
innocent- she is only 14 after all
oddly coquettish- lets just go with she doesn't know any better.
street smart- she belongs to the streeeets
old soul- She has a rather gloomy outlook that usually only comes with age.
possible slightly psychotic- she a little weird

Likes:
She is obsessed with porn and smut, but not for perverted reasons just a weird addiction to it.
She likes skateboarding and is pretty good at it.
alcohol and cigarettes if she can get her hands on it
Gideon (don't @ me its normal for children to have crushes )

Dislikes: [at least 3]
Her father, but he is dead now so yay
life in general, norml angsty teen view on life
adults, everyone is so bossy
Rochelle, she just doesn't like her

Hobbies/Talents:
She likes to skateboard
Petty thievery
Spying and eavesdropping
Climbing and hiding.
She is good a finessing her way to get what she wants.
She picks up on languages easily, but is fluent in english and arabic

Health Ailments: carries deep emotional scars from her dysfunctional childhood. Bronchitis

HISTORY
Backstory: She grew up in a broken home. Mathilda’s father was abusive and her mother was negligent and did let her toxic surroundings influence her children. The only family member she cared about was her younger brother but he stayed behind to live with their mother. None of that really matters now that her father is dead, she is probably better of as an orphan but would return to her mother if she could. She is standing on the line between a normal life and one consumed by violence, and seems almost psychotically drawn to toxicity
What brings you to Southfield: "My father had taken me away, said we were going north...somehow I ended up in hell."

Voice claim and aesthetic:

 

[Dumplingboy]

Appearance:

BASIC
Name: Apollo Evergreen (pup,puppy)
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: American

PHYSICAL
Brief Description: He is tall for a gymnast but great height for a boxer at 6'0. Gymnastics has done wonders for him and he is at peak body performance.
Usual attire: Fresh out a Supreme magazine
Equipment: speaking tablet, pencil and notepad, matches,music player

PERSONAL
Personality:
Quiet-lol
Kind Hearted- He is down to do some favors
Good at keep secrets -lol
Humble- he knows he can beat your ass, but he won't
Approachable-he ain't gonna bite ya, go say hi
Virgin- is that a personality?
Confident-he is aware of what he is working with
Pyromaniac -he likes it hot
Playful-he is twenty year old college kid.

Likes:
tinkering
imagining what his voice sounds like
running
fire
people watching
Dislikes:
Hostility
confinement
translating


Hobbies/Talents:
Gymnast
Boxing
Amateur mechanic
Great with his hands
Health Ailments: Mute

HISTORY
Backstory: Just a competitive gymnast wanting to make it to the olympics.
What brings you to Southfield: on his way to a tournament

 

[Deadwood Deer]

Appearance:

Credit to the owner of this image. I'm not hunting the name down
BASIC
Name: Billie Tucker
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Redneck

PHYSICAL
Brief Description: Standing at around 5'11 with dirty blonde hair and green eyes, weighing close to 145-ish pounds, Billie has a butterfly tattoo on her ankle.
Usual attire: Typically she wears denim jeans with a belt, leather boots, a light blue tank top, and a camouflage jacket.
Equipment:
Hunting Rifle- a pink camo .22 bolt action rifle. It's got her name stenciled on the stock and all the removable parts.
Bug-Out Bag- Basically a bag containing basic essentials for survival, such as fire or water tools, a knife, batteries etc
Ammunition Pack- An attachment to her bag that holds a few boxes of ammunition for her rifle.
Walkie Talkie- It was for communicating with her dad, but they seemed to lose contact once the fog appeared. Chatter from the people in town is part of how she found the place.


PERSONAL
Personality: [Can do traits (5) or paragraphs]
Always looking around her
Kinda crazy in true redneck fashion
Distrustful of people she doesn't know, although her mama did teach her manners
Messy. She's way more comfortable in the mud with the boys than in a dress.
Quiet. Can't get the most out of your surroundings if you can't hear them.
Likes:
Camo
The woods
Jerky
Dislikes:
Shooting Games ("How many bullets do I have to put through your brain before you die!?")
Shotguns. The kick almost took knocked out her teeth when she was 12
Authority that isn't family
Hobbies/Talents:
Hunting/Tracking
Bushcraft
She can sleep on Just about anything that isn't immediately dangerous

HISTORY
Backstory: Billie's family is something of a bunch of doomsday preppers. Billie knew how to shoot a bow before she could walk, the family was so dedicated to preparing for the breakdown of society.
Despite living in the south, Billie and her father traveled around to hunt and fish and learn while her brothers and mother made their rounds back home, building the stockpile and maintaining the garden.
What brings you to Southfield: Billie and her father came to Pennsylvania for bear season. While out on the hunt, a slip of the terrain separated Billie and her father, and Billie wasn't the one with a map.
Extra: She's a closet lesbian.
Theme Song: Drop Zone Theme Song

 

[AsterRose]

BASIC
Name: Charlotte Marsielle
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: French Canadian

PHYSICAL
Brief Description: Lanky frame, 5 foot 9, frizzy blonde hair, green eyes, prominent cheekbones
Usual attire: Well worn skinny jeans, dirty white sneakers, hoodie and beanie of matching colours (typically an earthy green)
Equipment: zippo lighter, water bottle, foreign cash, backpack

PERSONAL
Personality: blunt, untrusting, determined, on edge, constantly defends themselves, at times too cold
Likes: parkour, staying active, desserts, cityscapes, large dogs
Dislikes: dead silence, summer, romance movies
Hobbies/Talents: parkour - Charlotte is highly dexterous from being on the run so much, deception - she can lie her way out of any situation, stealth - a sneaky escaper, first aid - knows basics to stop people bleeding of if they’re choking

HISTORY
Backstory: Trouble found Charlotte. Her “perfect” big sister Verity was all her parents ever wanted, and attention was lost on her. She filled the void through going out late at night to abandoned buildings. This eventually lead to illegal trespassing, and for the first time in a while her parents actually paid attention to her. Not thinking it would matter to them after that, Charlotte ran from home.
What brings you to Southfield: She stumbled upon it.

Voice claim (Heather Duke):
Theme Song:

 

[screaming armadillo]

Appearance:

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BASIC
Name: Andrew Fox
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Caucasian mashup.

PHYSICAL
Brief Description: Having yet to fill into his six foot height, Andrew’s slender 155 pound frame does little to hide a body of wiry muscle.
Usual attire: Casual wear with a tendency for jeans and running shoes.
Equipment: Cell phone, keys, some change and a wallet.

PERSONAL
Personality:
*Easygoing
*Organized
*Level headed
*Inscrutable
*Observant

Likes:
+Baseball
+Sour Skittles
+Naps

Dislikes:
-People who complain about their circumstances yet do nothing to change it.
-Dark water. That shit is creepy man.
-Wasps

Hobbies/Talents:
*Swinging a bat at a ball that can move very fast
*Cooking
*He's a pretty damn quick beanpole

Health Ailments: None

HISTORY
Backstory: He's just a pretty ordinary dude with an exceptionally ordinary life up to this point.

What brings you to Southfield: Was just passing through the area until his car broke down. Since his cell was unable to pick up a signal he had to walk to town for service.

 

[Saiph]

BASIC
Name: Cleo Angell - Goes by Angel Rivers
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Russian-American

PHYSICAL
Brief Description: Lanky, often has bruises on her bony limbs. She stands at 5'7
Usual attire: Durable fabrics, denim, and a flannel usually do the trick.
Equipment: She washed up with a hydroflask that has a sticker affixed to the side that hangs by a long paracord strap, and rather ugly fannypack that looks a bit old and faded. Inside was a small pocket knife, it has the faded letters "Angel" scribbled on the handle, A headlamp, and a small canister of pepper spray. It seems that there was a granola bar in the fanny pack at one point but has been eaten. By whom? hmmm

PERSONAL
Personality:
Energetic:
Angel always seems to be on. Once Angel wakes up she's doing something: cleaning, running, cooking, whittling, adventuring around. She can't keep still.
Curious:
Angel can't seem to leave a stone unturned. If it didn't involve sitting down and typing so damn much she could have been a great journalist.
Altruistic:
Perhaps it's her own disregard for her own safety but Angel has always found it easier to take care of others. She loves the smile on another person's eyes when she can manage something kind for them.
Adaptable:
The most important skill of an athlete, the ability to get over the blisters, the bruises, the soreness, and the pain. Angel is able to become accustomed to new situations faster than those around her, used to using it as a weapon.
Frugal:
Growing up in poverty and waking up hungry most days Angel knows how to stretch out her supplies making them last. The other side makes Angel a bit possessive of her resources, afraid no one will take care of them the way she would.
Likes:
Hot drinks
Running / Exercise
Singing (even if she isn't very good at it)
Scary stories
Dislikes:
Hospitals
Cold food
Laziness
Hobbies/Talents:
Running is her most passionate hobby
5:25 minute mile
her 5k record is 17 minutes
Angel is a fast learner if the topic can keep her attention
Health Ailments:
N/a

HISTORY
Backstory: Angel Rivers, born Cleo Angell, seemed to be always wound up. Even as she grew out of childhood when her parents thought she might grow out of her energy Cleo seemed boundless. Her parents attempted to guide her into sports which she excelled at but fell in love the most with running. After years of unfocused energy Cleo's life finally felts stabilized as she gained a source for her restlessness. She gained real friends, friendly competitors and even a boyfriend or two. In high school, Cleo became a bit of a star after she got into the national competitions. This most recent summer Cleo and her parents were convinced by a shady "coach" to train for the Olympics. Although she trained day and night her skills never got better and her times suffered for it. Enraged her parents couldn't see that they were being scammed Cleo stopped training with the coach and began training on her own. She's been seen lately spending her days in the surrounding woods training near the river.
What brings you to Southfield: Cleo on one of her days spent training in the wooded areas and (stupidly) running near the river lost her footing and fell into the flowing waters and was swept away. Cleo was washed far from home and bashed her head a good many times against river rocks. She awoke washed up in Southfield. Dazed and confused with no immediate memory of how she got there. Not remembering anything and feeling a bit panicked she struggled to figure out what was going on. Trying to piece the recent events together Cleo misread her pocket knife she kept in her running bag, the faded sharpie letters reading "ANGEL".
Extra:
Theme Song:
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[rakshasa]

Name: Edwarda (Eddie) Laurence

Age: 17

Gender:

Ethnicity: Black

PHYSICAL


Brief Description
At 5’1 and 100 lbs, she’s got a slim, pear shaped body with a skinny waist, small chest & shoulders and slightly bigger hips; she’s slightly toned from exercise. Her hair (a sew-in) is long and straight, nearly reaching the small of her back. She also has vitiligo V


Usual attire:
Most of her outfits are comfort-centric, consisting of sweat pants and tight crop top shirts. Less often, she wears sweaters and skinny jeans. She owns a frustrating amount of crocs.

Equipment:
- Hand mirror
- Umbrella
- Excedrin
- Her keys, with keys to her house and car, as well as a small charm in the shape of a scarab beetle.

PERSONAL

Personality
Romantic: Eddie’s every action is fueled by her overwhelmingly romantic heart. She sees the absolute best in everyone, and once she gets close, her rose-colored glasses blind her to any red flags that arise. She’s also incredibly sentimental and tends to hang on to things she has a past with, even if they hurt her.
Friendly: Eddie can get along with pretty much anyone; she’s empathetic and has a natural charm to her. She’s also flirtatious and often doesn’t even realize when she’s flirting.
Peacemaker: Ed absolutely hates conflict and tries to resolve it when she sees it happening; she does her best to break up fights even when she gets a bit roughed up herself.
Balanced: Ed does her best to have a balanced life; she always considers both sides of the argument, making her both diplomatic and incredibly indecisive. When she actually makes a decision you can be it’s been well thought-out. This can lead her to be naturally apprehensive and fearful.
People-pleaser: Since Eddie hates confrontation, she often does whatever she can to satisfy others and tends to give others too many chances. This is the reason she prefers to keep all of her negative emotions bottled up to avoid forcing others to care about her instead of focusing on themselves.
Procrastinator: She doesn’t have the best work ethic and tends to put things off until she can’t anymore.

Likes:
Being outdoors, helping others out, animals, taking her time, anything luxurious, exercise. She’s quite feminine and likes anything girly.

Dislikes:
Selfishness, greediness, deadlines, feeling isolated, competitive people. Not a fan of math or surprises.

Hobbies/Talents:
Eddie’s composition and prudence serves her well when she plays in her school’s Archery team.

She has a fondness for nature and therefore is deeply spiritual; she keeps charms and talismans around her room, believing they provide her with good luck, occasionally praying to them for guidance.

She sure as shit knows how to keep a plant alive.

Health Ailments:
Eddie doesn’t have any serious issues, but she’s prone to serious migraines.

Backstory:
Eddie was born October 11th in Arizona to an already broken family; she had an older brother already in high school by the time she arrived, who constantly fought with their bipolar mother. Her mother was once a therapist, having retired prematurely after giving birth to Ed. She developed post-natal psychosis that never fully went away, but she was still somewhat of a functional parent to her children. Her father was just as gullible and spiritual as she is, and after Ed was discovered to have late-stage hydrocephalus a month after being born, he blew every dollar he had on getting her better. Not only did he pay for every single surgery and test, he also bought thousands of dollars worth of candles and luck charms from nearby Navajo shamans, as well as from multiple other religions, anything he could get his hands on that would supposedly cure his infant daughter. His spiritualism and Ed’s medical bills became so expensive they had to move into a small house in the desert, one they never ended up moving out of. Whether it was medicine or divine intervention, Eddie was eventually cured at the age of 2; at this point, her parents had only been staying together for their two messed-up kids, and decided to split up while still living in the same house. Once they started getting money back that they lost on Ed, they sent her away to a boarding school at the age of 6, just to give her a shred of normalcy in her life. When she was 9, she started developing vitiligo on her hands, and her older brother had gone away to be an apprentice to an architect in New Mexico.

On her 14th birthday, she was pulled out of school by her brother, not even aware he had come back home to Arizona. She soon found out via him that her mother was in the hospital, in stable condition after a suicide attempt. That day onwards, he moved them both into their late grandmother’s farmhouse together. Her brother, ever secretive, never provided an explanation for this interruption of her education besides their mother's attempt and 'personal issues' back in New Mexico. For a year she worked in the sleepy town over working in a bakery, plus taking care of the armadillos on her grandmother's farm. A year after, she returned to public school as a sophomore. She'd never been close to her mother in the first place due to her mental illness making her distant, and the whole experience was more like a fever dream than something that actually happened to her.

Extra:
She's currently estranged from her mother, who's currently living in a psychiatric group home, and is in constant contact with her father.


What brings you to Southfield:
Her and her brother were taking a train trip to New York to visit family (and for a much-needed vacation); all Ed remembers is blacking out in the bathroom, then waking up to an empty train parked in an empty station. She had no idea what to do, her phone no longer working, so she just walked until she found something: Southfield.

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