Realistic or Modern Blossom | Character Sheets

[summerwine]

Blossom
Blossom | OOC
So, this is just a little character sheet I put together. It doesn't have to be long, I just want to get the basic idea of your character and who he/she is. (:
~ Character Sheet ~​

Name
Age
Sexuality
Gender
Grade
Stereotype
Face Claim
Height
Weight
Hair Color
Eye Color
Virtues
Vices
History​

 

[apolla]

Name: Cheyanne Leigh Perry
Nickname: Chey [pronounced 'shy']
Age: 17
Sexuality: Bicurious, mostly
Gender: Female
Grade: 12
Stereotype: Popular

Face Claim: Leighton Meester
Height: 5'4
Weight: 130lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown

Virtues:
[Assertive] [Confident] [Courage] [Determination][Honest]

Vices:
[Bias] [Jealous] [Materialistic] [[Impatient] [Inflexible]

History:
Cheyanne is used to getting what she wants, when she wants it. Her parents spoiled her in that way, ever since she was born. Money was never an issue for them, as her father is a big shot lawyer and her mother working in the fashion industry. That was a favorite part of Cheyanne's childhood, was going with her mother to work and trying on the pretty dresses (but never the ones for runway) and heels. Her world was perfect, and that's all that mattered to Cheyanne.

When the girl was about twelve years old, her mother announced that she was leaving her father. Although the man had seen it coming, it came as a shock to Cheyanne, who's world was turned upside down. She was going into her teenage years and just starting to grow up, and the womanly influence in her life was leaving. Cheyanne begged her not to go, but she was packed and walking out of the door for the last time within a week. Her mother's leaving hardened Cheyanne; if her mother could leave her, why wouldn't others? Her father noticed this change in her and tried buying her things, friends included, but nothing was good enough.

Going into high school, Cheyanne had a name for her already. People flocked to her, knowing of her money and such, wanting to be her 'friend'. She took the attention with pride, basking in it since she couldn't get it from the one person she really wanted it from. She isn't blind to this fact, either, but she won't admit it. Cheyanne has followers, and maybe a few people close enough to be considered friends.

Code by apolla

 

[Miss Lusamine]

Before you can love someone else, you have to be able to love yourself

Basic InfoName: Jamie Garrett

Gender: male

Age: 17

Sexuality: Homosexual

Grade: 10

Relationships: N/A yet

Date of Birth: 1-5-2000

Face Claim: Cameron Clayton (Drag Name Farrah Moan)

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Traits

Likes:

• Drawing
• Writing music
• Drag

Dislikes:

• Homophobes
• Bullys

Strengths:

• Loyal
• Caring
• Almost empathic when it comes to picking up on how people feel

Weaknesses:

• Shy
• non-confrontational
• Overly sensitive

Appearance:

Height: 5'9

Weight: 95 lbs

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Blue

History & Personality

Personality:

Jamie was always a quiet, shy child even from an early age. Soft spoken and quiet, Jamie is not the type of person to draw attention to himself. Due to this shy behavior he did not earn himself many friends but the friends he did gain, he proved himself to be loyal and unfailingly caring towards them.

Jamie is a romantic at heart, he believes that lasting love is achievable and that his knight in shining armor is out there somewhere. Unfortunately he seems to develop a crush on straight guys. He's not confidant enough to approach a guy openly. So he dreams and hopes that his prince charming will approach him.

History:

Growing up, Jamie was raised in a family with all boys. The baby of his brothers, he was both picked on and protected by his brothers. All of his brothers are complete jocks and heavily into sports. As Jamie as growing up, he began to take an interest in more artistic pursuits. Until he found himself into designing things, from drawings, sketches and paintings to even being able to repair clothing that had been ripped.

Due to being so quiet, Jamie was terrified of coming out to his family. It got to the point here he decided to run away from home from fear of the fall out of revealing his sexuality. He lived on the streets for about a month before he was found. His family went through a rough time after this, with Jamie feeling scared of them and thinking that this meant they did not want a gay child in the family. Things came to boiling point when his parents were fighting more and more to the point where they got a divorce.

It was during this time that 2 things came into Jamie's life, The chatroom and Drag. He was drown to the artistic side of performing as well as a way to act confident through a character, Jamie became heavily invested and got a weekend job performing as a drag artist.

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[sunshine and whiskey]

w.i.p
Face Claims: Sophie Turner & Ash Stymest.

 

[Parallax]

▼

Name: Nova Aleksandara Landrau

Stereotype: Queen Bee

Sex: Female

Height: 5"9

Orientation: Hetero

Hair: Crimson

Eyes: Silver

Faceclaim: Susan Coffey

Style: x | x | x | x

code by pasta​

♡

A B O U T--M E
Nova is 18 and t r o u b l e d. Her father adores beating her where no one can see, among other forms of abuse, and her mom was killed in front of her at the age of 11. A shot through the head while she hid beneath the car in the dark of night, her glassy eyes and lake of blood visibly street lamp lit beside the tire she hid behind. The serial killer wasn't interested in her. Since the event, her father moved her to Unsung. Ever since she entered school, she's gone through every phase known to mankind. But one stuck. The bitch. No matter what she did, she was nothing but a bitch to everyone who tried to involve themselves. She'll laugh at your problems and spit in your face. She's the bully without remorse. And the head of the haunch. She's got the style and the attitude to back it up.

♡

D I G G I N G--D E E P E R
She models, sings, and acts for a little town company purely for the purpose of getting out. She's unable to hold any laborious employment because of her secret heart failure, which is slowly taking a toll. She has about a year, screwed over by drug and alcohol abuse from the traumas of her parents. Nova would have left a long time ago, but the part of her that suffers a lack of self esteem despite her gushing outer confidence kept her where she is. For every suicide she's caused, the deeper her vengeance digs into her bones. The more sanity she loses. She's eluded herself into thinking she's hurting her father when in reality, it's just innocent people.

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T H E--E X T R A S
• None

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Personality +: Passionate, unbreakable, strong-willed, adventurous, fun, talented, artistic, fashionable

Personality -: A bit of a major bitch, crazy, vengeful, thoughtless, flirtatious to a fault, likes to start things

 

[summerwine]

Wip
Face Claim: Lucky Blue Smith
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[summerwine]

Ophelia Pierce

"Just give me a cup of tea and cuddle me"

Look there she goes, that girl is strange, no question

Name: Ophelia Pierce

Age: 17

Sexuality: Bi-Curious

Gender: Female

Grade: Junior

Stereotype: Good Girl

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Dazed and distracted, can't you tell?

Face Claim: Emma Watson

Height: 5’3

Weight: 115 lbs

Hair Color: Brunette

Eye Color: Brown

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Never part of any crowd

Virtues: intelligent, witty, kind, careful, creative, loving, perfectionist, independent, loyal, mindful, rational and studious.

Vices: Anxious, distant, indecisive, quiet, detached, clingy, clumsy, sarcastic, shrewd and depressive.

History: Born on October 5th, 2000 in Myrtle Beach. Ophelia is the oldest out of her one younger sister named Rose, who’s a year younger than her. Ophelia and Rose’s parents are Tim and Elaina. They were a happy couple who owned a condo on the beach. Elaina was a stay at home mom while Tim owned a few Peirce Repairs (auto shops) around Myrtle Beach. They also did local race car driving on the side to make extra money from time to time.

Ophelia and Rose were close when they were younger, but that changed after their parents were in a terrible car crash due to the racing. It led Tim and Elaina have extreme blood loss and pass the next day.

Right after the funeral, Ophelia and Rose were sent straight to Woodside Acres to live with their godparents Chris and Laura. Chris and Laura thankfully took very good care of their nieces.

As Ophelia and Rose got older they both went their own separate ways. Ophelia remained a “good girl” following everyone’s rules, keeping perfect grades, etc.. Rose began to rebel ever since the death of her parents. Ophelia doesn’t know why her little sister got all rebellious, though. Sadly, Ophelia and Rose (two complete opposites) don’t talk much anymore and tend to clash a lot when they do.

Ophelia is hurt by her parents death, despite it happening years ago, but she covers it up by focusing on school and keeping everything seamlessly perfect in her life, but she has distanced herself from others except from her godmother, Laura.

Ophelia is now on her Junior year of high school. Rose also ended up in Junior by skipping a grade, which kind of makes Ophelia jealous because it makes Ophelia feel less intelligent, but we’ll just see where this school year takes them.

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[madame moiselle]

Zachariah Marcovich

There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds. Laurell K. Hamilton

W.I.P

Age:
18

Sexuality:
straight as a board

Gender:
m

Grade:
12

Stereotype:
bad boy i guess

Face Claim:
stephen james


Height:
6'2

Weight:
164 lbs

Hair Color:
brown-blonde

Eye Color:
dark blue


Virtues:
-hardworking
-when he does something, he does it in earnest
-even though rather prideful, he knows when to step down and say sorry
-bold
-most of the time passive
vice/virtue - tends to be intimidating
-when he loves, he loves hard (don't take it the wrong way xD)
-is a lot more soft-hearted than one might think
-determined

Vices:
-impatient
-has a quick temper
-habit of lying
-is quick to blame others
-quick to judge

(most of these are based on my dad ^^ yes, even the vices. except the lying one)

History:

"There's nothing worse than a man who can be everything to everybody else---
except a father to his own child."

Fathers are essential.
Essential for the physical, mental growth and development of a child, essential as the head of the family. A protector. A nurturer. A leader.
So many children go fatherless each day, each year, whether death is to blame, or the man himself. So many kids go without fatherly guidance, grow up to never know the love of their dads.
Now, the absence of fathers can be in many forms. For some, their fathers die an early death. For others, their dads walk out on them. But for Zachariah, the absence was anything but literal. His father had always been there, alive and well. So close, yet so far.

Zachariah's first six years start in Serbia.
Stuck inside a broken home, where his parents' yells were almost considered normal. Poor, and with his dad's constant gambling and alcohol purchases, even poorer. Life wasn't pretty. It never was.
Yet young Zach had a way to escape the turmoil inside his home. His escape was outside---playing with the neighborhood kids dawn till dusk, before and after school. He would seek adventure wherever it hid, head to open, public places and polish his pickpocketing skills. He would visit the baker every Tuesday, who would give him a delicious piece of krofne, a popular Serbian doughnut for free. These sweet moments in bitter times were a staple in Zachariah's childhood. And while sweetness always manages to leave off a temporary, blissful taste, bitterness tends to bite harder, leave scars that never completely heal.

Instead of a father, Zachariah had a fool. Instead of a protector, a perpetrator. Instead of a leader, he had a follower---an addict easily swayed by alcohol and addictions, unable to stand up to his own demons.
However, there was someone there for Zachariah. If not his father, it was his mother, Sava, who was about the strongest person Zachariah knew. Her resolve was stronger than steel, love fiercer than a lion. She was Zachariah's protector on the ugliest of days, when her husband was feeling particularly abhorrent, his nurturer and source of fortitude. All this courage and durability came from her deep faith, her belief that it was because of Jesus that she had stuck out for so long..
She had survived her husband's dangerous moods and the hits that came with it, so young Zachariah had no reason to doubt that he could too.

But Sava knew that this life was not fit for her little boy. The longer she stayed, the more influenced Zachariah would become. She was afraid her son would turn out to be just like his father---and she refused to conform to that future. She wanted to give her son the chance at a better life, one that she never had. So, she scraped up enough money to buy two plane tickets all the way to the land of free---America.
With just her guts, wits, Bible, plane tickets and Zachariah, Sava set out to start out a new life.


Of course, no one said it was gonna be easy.
The pair found themselves in the Big Apple. They also found themselves stuck in a shelter for a while, just until Sava could get a job and buy them a decent place to live. She worked blood, sweat and tears for the next two years, and finally, after months of saving, she got them into a nice enough apartment and a warm, welcoming church to belong to.
But all was not perfect.
New York could be a brutal place. As Zachariah started school, he was constantly bullied, mocked for his accent and hated for his seemingly proud and 'tough' persona. He failed classes and returned home with bruises and scars, much to his mother's worry and dismay. Bills were stacked high on the counter, and sure enough, getting constant emails from her husband, who seemed to have finally noticed his family's absence. It seemed that each day it was getting harder and harder, and Sava did the only thing she could think of.
She prayed.
Prayed for a miracle from this financial mess, prayed for strength and patience for her unruly son, who seemed to reflect her husband's personality more and more each day. She prayed that they'd stay away from harm, especially from her husband. She wished she could be more of a father as she was a mother to Zachariah, knowing he needed that one essential piece of fatherly love and guidance. He was straying away, farther and farther. She didn't know what to do.

Well, she was right about one thing. Zachariah was straying way too far.

At the age of eleven, Zachariah discovered the hidden, illegal world of street fighting. This amazed him, and he started to try and get every piece of information he could get on it. He often sneaked out to attend the matches, loving every moment. The crowds of the poor, misfortunate like him, would gather and place bets, and for the first time, Zachariah felt like a part of the community. Streetfighting was the lifeblood of these people---a source of entertainment, an escape from their dreary lives, even a source of income for some. It was a system based purely by the people, and it was a brutal, beastly practice. And Zachariah was about to be part of it.
The strongest street fighters became his idols, the very notion became his only thoughts and soon, he wanted to try it out as well. One hot July, twelve-year-old Zachariah snuck out to a joint where the juniors' streetfights would take place.
He paid his fee (stolen from his mother's purse) and the fight began.

He went in there with only his guts, wits and a whole lot of stupidity. Zachariah's opponent was a rather experienced fighter, a boy about a year younger than he was. He lasted pretty long, but in the end, was beaten. It was a failure to him, but potential to someone else.

Just as the injured boy was walking away from the fight, someone approached him. An old man, who looked too old and frail to be outside so late at night. The man came with an offer: to be trained and rise up in the streetfighting world. At first, Zachariah was very skeptical. What could he learn from an old timer who looked as if he was too frail to walk? Zachariah refused and kept walking, until the man challenged him.
"Hit me," he said, standing there with a ghost of a smirk on his weathered face. Zachariah didn't know what to do. He didn't want to, but the old man insisted. So the boy attempted a punch, but hit the old man's palm instead. The geexer blocked his attack and in one graceful move, had Zachariah's arm twisted behind his back painfully.
So, that was the beginning of Zachariah's training with Mr. Dunn.


Training was hard. But Zachariah proved his mettle and kept pushing, In the span of almost a year, Zachariah had dominated the junior streetfights. By fifteen, he was somewhat of a legend. And for every fight he won, he gained money and a tattoo. He was earning well and made sure it helped his mother with the bills. He kept all this a secret from her, becoming an expert at lying and was excellent at keeping secrets. His mother was suspicious of course, but never found out.
Mr. Frankie Dunn was like the father Zachariah never had. Tough, seemingly cold-hearted, but there was a soft side to him too. Zachariah had begun to appreciate the old man, and for all that he's done for the boy. And for awhile, things were going smoothly. Winning fights, earning money, avoiding the police and his mother from ever finding out.

And then, that time ended.

December 31st, New Year's Eve.
Sava Androvich died at age 37 years old because of stage 4 breast cancer.
How could he not notice?

Zachariah was heartbroken. After all these years of winning matches, earning money, focusing on streetfighting, he had almost completely forgotten about his mother. All the while that he had been winning fights, she was losing hers against cancer. How many times had she tried to tell him something was wrong? And how many times did he ignore her?

Grief struck him hard. He took out all his anger and frustrations on the fighting, which inevitably got him to the top in no time. Each time before starting the match, Zachariah would clasp his hands together as if in prayer, closing his eyes, as if honoring his mother's fierce faith that had gotten her through countless trials. And though he had lost one family member, it seemed he had gained another in no time.

His father was coming to America.to attend the funeral and to bring Zachariah back with him

Of course, Zachariah would be angry. Though the man had every right, it still didn't stop him from getting angry. Frankie told him not to react---the fool wasn't worth his time. But Zachariah wouldn't listen. The moment his father came, Zachariah confronted him with hurtful intentions. He was angry at his father for not being there, for being the jackass he was, for making his own wife suffer so much. HIs father swore he had changed, seeing things finally through a fresh pair of eyes. Saw the mess he had made, said he was trying to fix things up. That included attending Sava's funeral and reuniting with his son.

Zachariah would have none of it. He didn't want to be with his father. And so, he and his trainer got the hell out of there, moving to a small, flourishing town called Woodside Acres, where Zachariah and Frankie have been living for about half a year now.

THAT TOOK FREAKING FOREVER

Ms. Sparrow
Diaxo
apolla
summerwine
sunshine and whiskey
Parallax
Cosmos
Physiicz
tsuneni

(just so everyone's aware}

Theme Song (turn on english translated captions to understand)

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[Diaxo]

Roseanna (Rose) Amelia Pierce

If it doesn't

Name: Roseanna (Rose) Pierce
Age: 16
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Gender: Female
Grade: Junior (Skipped a grade)
Stereotype: Not So Goody-two-shoes
Face Claim: Lily Collins

Open it's not

Height:5'2
Virtues: Good grades, nice, caring, creative, humble, productive, generous, honest, curious, decisive, tactful, seductive
Vices: Aggressive, skeptical, forceful, sarcastic, impulsive (sometimes), fearful, traumatized, depressive, argumentative, opinionated

Your door

History: Roseanna Pierce was born April 23rd, 2001, she is the second child, born a year after her sister. She lived a really happy life with her little family, she was a daddy’s girl, and she always wanted to be with him, she always wanted to go everywhere with him. Her father, Tim, owned his own little auto repair shop, called Pierce Repairs, she went to work with him almost everyday, and he taught her basically everything she needs to know about cars. Tim told her that he was slowly working on building cars for them for when they turn the legal driving age, she was so ecstatic, she wanted to help, but it was a secret between the two. Learning about cars was a piece of cake for her, over time she very much enjoyed it.

She was emotionally attached to her family, she thought she had the perfect life, that was of course before the accident which caused her parents’ death. Their parents, Tim and Elaina, were racing with cars at the time to get a little extra money to live off of.
She didn’t know what had happened at the time, but she later understood it. She was very close with her sister until the accident, but they slowly grew apart. She liked to keep to herself, until she was 13, when she started rebelling against her Godparents, Chris and Laura. She would run away to her friends house at random times at night, but she would always come back because she was unwelcome because she was ‘orphan trash’ compared to her friend’s family, as her friends parents would put it. She never told Ophelia or her Godparents, but she kept it to herself. She got very depressed at 14 and cut a little bit each night, not a lot, only enough to make her bleed, the perfect size slice so that no one would suspect. When she was 15, she grew out of the depression, even though it still haunts her. She sometimes gets the urge to slice, but she doesn’t. She can’t do that to herself anymore. Ever since she was 10 she had been sneaking to Pierce Repairs after school to work on the secret cars her and her father had been working on. She still remembers everything, even though she was only 4 when the death of her parents happened. Rose has fought a lot with her big sister, Ophelia over the years, but she tries to ignore it. She is very rebellious now, and sneaks out a lot, she loves to drink, sneak off with guys she just met, and have fun, she’s a little party animal, but don’t tell her Godparents.

Rose is a ‘rebel’ if you will, she will do all things, she doesn’t even need courage or bravery. She ‘yolos’ everything she does, and has fun doing it. She has a lot of secrets, but only her trusted friends know.

 

[KhrisPNutSacks]

Face Claim: Reece King (I think)
wip
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[Physiicz]

Name

Adam Calloway

Age
18

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Gender
Male

Grade
12th

Stereotype
Womaniser

Face Claim
Francisco Lachowski

Height
6'1

Weight
195lbs

Hair Color
Dark Brown

Eye Color
Chestnut Brown

Virtues
- Funny
- Smart
- Charming
- Helpful
- Athletic

Vices
- Nasty
- Un-loyal
- Douchebag tendencies
- Arrogant
-Obnoxious

History
Adam grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. He was born on the right side of town with the wrong type of parents. Snobbish, rich, arrogant and overall complete jerks. Of course Adam took on these traits and absorbed everything his parents said. This led to a very arrogant and snobby boy. As Adam grew older he started noticing girls a lot more and wasn't a stranger to having them fall head over heels for him. Thus began the reign of Adam's lustful adventures. They were nicknamed "Hit n Run" for obvious reasons. As of late Adam has settled down but he's definitely earned the reputation of an un-loyal man whore.

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[tsuneni]

Coding Style and Information

☆. Compatibility: Universal and Mobile Friendly
☆. Other Info:
- The whole code scrolls and there are hidden scrolls

basic information

NAME
saskia rae martinez


NICKNAMES
kia


AGE
seventeen


GENDER
cisgender female


SEXUALITY
heterosexual demi-heteroromantic


BIRTHDAY
june twenty-fourth


ZODIAC
cancer


BIRTHPLACE
woodside acres


GRADE
senior


STEREOTYPE
the artist

appearance

FACECLAIM
@clapivara on ig


VOICECLAIM
nina dobrev


HAIR
she has always liked the simplicity of short hair, so as of the second grade, her strawberry blonde locks rest at her shoulders


EYES
a warm chocolate brown, that invite you to her warmth and kindness


HEIGHT
five foot three inches


WEIGHT
one hundred ten pounds


MODS
not applicable


SCARS
a few bruises here and there


TATTOOS
not applicable


BIRTHMARKS
on her left wrist

personality

VICES
rather closed off - biased - lets her feelings cloud her judgement - puts herself in danger to protect others - doesn't talk about her true feelings - a bit clumsy - hides herself with school and art - a nervous mess when trying to flirt - stubborn - once she's clicked into a serious mode, it's hard to talk sense into her - strives to be perfect too much, resulting in her being really frustrated


VIRTUES
protective - likes to give gifts - even if you don't like yourself, she'll love you - forgiving - incredibly sweet - a talented artist, and likes to give pieces she's made to her friends - tries to always see the good in things - very comforting - gives such great hugs - likes giving back to the town - not super smart, but smart enough - an activist, fighting for equal rights

preferences

LIKES
art, equal rights, being with her brother, going to the beach, having her picture taken, calligraphy, art museums, the singer dodie, tumblr aesthetics, fairy lights, scented candles, and walking her dog duck


DISLIKES
cigarettes, lactose (is lactose intolerant), ruining an art piece, seeing her brother hurt, bigotry, alcohol of any kind, horror movies, when her dog pees in the house, goldfish, pineapple, roaches, and getting into trouble at school


QUIRKS
gets distracted easily, makes messy art pieces when nervous, carries her sketchbook around, bites her lip when trying to be serious, and constantly messes with her hair

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biography

HISTORY

i.
home has always been woodside acres. when she thinks of home, she can feel it. in every fiber, every bone of her body, it's there. the way the sun burns itself into her eyelids. the way the world ripples and shakes in the heat on the horizon. her mother's words echo in her head and, sometimes, she feels like she's always there. sometimes she blinks and she's a child again; she finds herself sitting in the small house she's always known, the burnt soles of her bare feet in her mother's lap and her father beside her.


ii.
coming of age is something she learns when she's too small to even understand the meaning. mama is a strong woman, works three jobs and still manages to have time for saskia besides. she is beautiful even with her soup-stained uniform and tired eyes, because when she laughs everything in the world is right again. saskia adores her.

father is absent in all but name. he leaves paychecks, sometimes, as if by doing so it'll make him a better dad. (it doesn't. what kind of second grader can't tell her friends what her father looks like because she hasn't seen him in so long?) mama tells her that he's just busy, and that he's trying to make more time to spend with them, that it saddens him to be apart from them, but she says it all in the same tone she uses to say, "it was santa who left you those presents."

she has half a family, and really, the half she has is more than enough for her.


iii.
for some, art is a whole new language that they must learn and memorize. for saskia, art was a given to her existence. it starts with realistic stick-figures and bouquets of flowers, then becomes self-portraits and her going to the beach in the middle of the night because, "the moon looks so beautiful, shining against the beach."


iv.
"high school is a dangerous place. you, my girl, however, will rise above the others. i know you will," mama tells her as they sit in the back of the public bus, saskia clutching her torn book-bag to her chest.

only fourteen, her strawberry blonde hair frames her sun-kissed skin, and her cheeks beam rosy-red. she has a dry paint splatter on her forehead, but it's all a part of her character, and she continues telling herself that woodside acres high school won't know what's coming.


v.
the summer before senior year is one that will be embedded in her memory for many years to come. not only is it the summer that she won the state art competition, and they got a beautiful chocolate lab named duck, but it's the summer that mama spends all of her days in her death bed.

her little brother's hand is warm and clammy, or maybe it was her hand that was clammy. he's too young to understand why mama will be leaving them very soon, and she's old enough to know the truth, so while he gives her a confused look, she continues crying on. mama pets her hair, and whispers, "you will rise above the others. i know you will. promise me that."

"i promise, mama. i swear and i promise," she says, and the tears taste like salt once they reach her pink lips.


vi.
home has always been woodside acres. when she thinks of home, she feels the tears pushing against her heavy eyelids. in every fiber, every bone of her body, the sorrow is there. home is a missing father, who's only presence is with the checks that he continues to send after fifteen years. home is her dead mother's words echoing in her head and her smile in every picture framed up on the walls. sometimes she blinks and she's a child again; she finds herself sitting in the small house she's always known, the burnt soles of her bare feet in her mother's lap and her father beside her. that's what home was. now, home is broken down, with saskia and her little brother holding it up.

coding; allrightsreserved@crucialstar​

 

[FireMaiden]

Name
Addilyn Meyers
Age
17
Sexuality
Demi-Sexual; Bi-Romantic
Gender
Female
Grade
11th
Stereotype
The Fighter
Face Claim
Kathryn Newton
Voice Claim
Caitlin Powell from Facing West

Height
5'5"
Weight
145 Pounds
Hair Color
Blonde
Eye Color
Blueish-Green
Virtues
Hard-Working
Strong
Intelligent
Excellent Fighter
Fearless
Patient
Vices
Violent
Un-Trusting
Apathetic
Cold-Hearted
Introverted
Suffers from PTSD
Has Mild Anxiety and Depression

History
Life hasn't been kind to Addilyn. Born to a wealthy family, the daughter of a successful CEO and Model, with two older brothers, she had everything she wanted to when she was younger. She was popular, She had friends, and got whatever she wanted. Unfortunately, when she was about seven, her mother passed away in a car accident with a drunk driver. She and her brothers were devastated, their mother being the one person keeping their father at bay. After the funeral, things began going downhill. Her father's business was toppled, him being the centerpoint for a series of scandals events. Drinking, Drugs, Prostitution, and Sexual Harassment lawsuits are was took him down when she was seven. Their money was gone, they had no influence left, and they lost everything. Everythingn that had happened went very public, so even the people in the poor side of town, their new neighbors, hated him. And that hate was refeclted into his childern.

At school, those she use to call friends abandoned her, and with an inability to make new ones, this was the start of Addilyn's decline. The one good side was that now, She got to stay inside during recess; after being intensely bullied by the other children. She was sent to the hospital one time because of them. Anyway, She got to stay inside and read or work with her teacher who soon learned that Addilyn was quiet intelligent. Smarter than someone her age normally was. Without any friends, Addilyn soon rose to a straight A student. Up to 6th grade, she didn't have any friends. Until she met him. A spunky boy named Jaiden. They were inseparable, which was good because she needed someone to be on her side. Especially because of what was going on at home.

A small, two bedroom house is a big change from what they had. Of course, by now she had gotten use to it, but her father was still having trouble. His actions were still fresh on people's minds, which made his job and everyday life difficult. He drank heavily, started smoking, and taking his rage out on his children. Addilyn more than her brothers who also has jobs. She would come to school injured, and the other kids would still bully her. Jaiden was the only one who was ever there for her, and Addilyn couldn't ask for a better friend. Her father was eventually arrested for what he did after Addilyn come to school one day walking funny and bleeding. He was sentenced to 15 years, charged with a long lost of things he did to his kids, and Addilyn's rape. Her oldest brother, who luckily just turned 18, became her legal guardian as long as their Aunt Jody checked up on them.

Freshman year of highschool, and Jaiden is still her only friend. Someone, what Addilyn's father did to her had gotten it's way around. Someone people called her a slut and harrased her for it because they thought she was lying. Others thought it made her easy, but for the most part, the bullying let up. This was all the time it was focused more on Jaiden. And while she tried, Addilyn couldn't save him like he did her, and he killed himself. Addilyn blames the Queen Bee. It was the same year her violent reputation started. She got into fights, most of which she lost until the next year, where she started winning. She had gotten strongr and nobody knew why. During 10th grade, she earned the title of The Fighter, and I'm sure it's clear why.

At the moment, Addilyn lived by herself, her brothers out in California as part of the crew for a popular show. They pay for the house and send her money, but it's not enough to really live on. So, She started fighting for money. There's a little group she's part of, bets are involved, and she is really popular, so far, mostly undefeated. You do what you have to survive, and this works for her. Of course, not many people know about this, as its all hush hush, but coming to school with wounds every now and then is a bit odd, some will admit, cause you don't fight people as a waitress, which is what most people see her as. Cause she has two jobs.
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summerwine Hello again!

 

[Rusty of Shackleford]

Name: John Mathews
Age: 18
Sexuality: Straight
Gender: Male
Grade: 12
Stereotype: Shy kid
Face Claim: Wes Bentley, I think? John has a bit of a stubble now, and he's wearing contacts in this picture.

Height: 6'3
Weight: 170 lbs.
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Grey
Virtues: He's an extremely smart and soft-spoken guy, getting extremely good grades and rarely getting angry. He is awkward, but in a cute and charming way.
Vices: His social awkwardness and passive nature leads him to say very stupid things to people he likes. He's terrible with women, and hasn't wear glasses to see correctly. His life of constantly being pushed to succeed no matter what it is has caused him to develop anxious and nervous attitudes.
History: Born to a middle class family in a middle-class neighborhood, John was always the quiet kid, never really having any friends besides his brother. That was until he saw Ophelia Pierce in middle school and instantly fell in love with her. His social ineptitude has led him to be unable to tell her, but his brother has tried to help him learn how to. He never really knew any tragedy, having a normal, happy life. Or so it seemed. His overbearing parents are one the the main reasons he has a lack of a social life, as they want him to focus on school and nothing else. Their attire towards him has caused him to develop several anxiety disorders, making him have constant panic attacks and the feeling that he has to prove himself to both his parents and everyone else. He lives with them along with his older brother, and just wants to finally prove himself to his family.

 

[Diaxo]

Rusty of Shackleford Yes, you need a face claim, also you need to go into more detail with your history. We want you to tell us more about your characters life, like where he grew up, if anyone in his family died, how he was brought up, where he lives now, his friends, his family, anything you really want to add.

Note: You do not have to add all of the suggestions I gave you into your history, they are just there if you need them.

 

[lavendre]

NEASSA O'BYRNE
the bohemian

BASIC INFO
name;
neassa rionach o'byrne

age;
seventeen

sexuality;
pansexual panromantic

gender;
female

grade;
eleventh

stereotype;
the bohemian

APPEARANCE
face claim:
@chealseayeah

voiceclaim;
saoirse ronan

height:
five feet and four inches

weight:
ninety-two pounds (suffers from mild anorexia)

hair:
slightly wavy and auburn in color, but looks closer to brown or red depending on light

eyes:
friendly and large like a doe's with bright baby blue irises

PERSONALITY
vices;
pushover, emotional and easily depressed, frequently smokes weed, a bit of a druggie, secretive, lies to spare people's feelings, avoids emotional topics, hopeless romantic

virtues;
gentle and free-spirited, caring and motherly, feels deeply for the people around her, looks on the bright side, lighthearted and humorous, shows interest in people, knows when someone is lying

likes;
flowers and plants, open fields, animals (especially mice and small animals), physical displays of affection, the smell of smoke (it calms her), springtime, being able to walk around barefoot, interesting words and expanding her vocabulary

dislikes;
pollution, not being able to walk around barefoot, spiders and roaches, wintertime, death, being pushed away, being criticized, being told how to dress or what to do

BIOGRAPHY
history;
neassa didn't have the best beginnings in her life. she was born in dublin, ireland to irish parents caitrin and finnegan o'byrne. the three were very close to being in poverty and the girl's family was in the low class for as long as she could remember. her mother was a waitress, her father a carpenter, both of them coming from upper middle class families, but their poor choices, such as extreme spending and general ignorance when it came to money, had consequences for them and their daughter. but they all loved each other and that was what neassa was taught. that love was the most important thing and they would all love each other no matter what.

however, one day, her mother found out somehow that her husband was cheating. infuriated, they erupted into the worst argument neassa had ever seen. she was terrified for both of her parents if they got physical and she didn't know what to do. she was literally frozen in her room, trying to muffle out the sound as she covered her head with her blankets. her mother wanted a divorce; her father said they had to stay together for their daughter, and so they did. but from there, things just seem to worsen.

(trigger warning (!) = abuse, eating disorders)
neassa was eleven when she first witnessed her mother being abused. it was terrifying to see her mother like that, on the floor, battered and bruised, and the twisted look of anger on her father's face. she began to hate the man deeply and she tried to help her mother in any way she could.

around this time, neassa had been insecure about her appearance and began to starve herself. she wore long, baggy clothes to hide her extreme skinniness so no one would ask what was wrong. she counted her calories meticulously and anxiously. there were times when she purged, or she forced herself to throw up. it wasn't enough to be considered bulimia, but it was obviously alarming to her mother when she found out. she took neassa to therapy, which helped her, and she became less and less self-conscious. however, she tried to force herself to eat, but couldn't do it because of a lack of appetite. if she really tried to force herself, she would purge.

there was one night when it was the final straw. things escalated, police sirens were wailing, and her father ends up in prison and required to pay nine hundred dollars in fines. neassa was fourteen at the time and her mother was able to save up money and get money from gracious relatives to immigrate to the states. it took a year, but they were able to get through and they moved to woodside acres.

neassa found that she loved gardening, and not only that, she loved nature in general. she loved the plants, the animals, the beautiful blue sky even. she joined a gardening club and began to plant her own fruits and vegetables. she knew she would become a veterinarian and she adopted a pet dog and a cat from a local shelter.

neassa decided to stay optimistic during these times, thankful that she had things and people to help her through, and she took on the bohemian stereotypes - being vegan, walking barefoot when she could, having her own garden, wearing maxi dresses with abstract patterns and plain brown sandals, and listening to 70's rock and pop.

things are pretty good for neassa right now, though she still deals with anorexia. to this day, few people know about it besides her mother and grandparents.

coding by: diaphanous

 

[Rusty of Shackleford]

Rusty of Shackleford Yes, you need a face claim, also you need to go into more detail with your history. We want you to tell us more about your characters life, like where he grew up, if anyone in his family died, how he was brought up, where he lives now, his friends, his family, anything you really want to add.

Note: You do not have to add all of the suggestions I gave you into your history, they are just there if you need them.

Okay. Thanks! I'll do that.

 

[Rusty of Shackleford]

Disco
I added in how his parents raised him and a bit about the anxiety that was caused by it. Also added a face claim. Just tell me if you want anything else and I'll add it.

 

[Diaxo]

Rusty of Shackleford Can you change the face claim? I know you said he doesn't look like that, but can you find a character that is exactly what he looks like in your mind?

 

[Rusty of Shackleford]

Rusty of Shackleford Can you change the face claim? I know you said he doesn't look like that, but can you find a character that is exactly what he looks like in your mind?

It's fine, it's fine. I actually used the same guy for the new one, but just a different picture (Thank God for Pinterest.)

 

[Diaxo]

NOTE: WE ARE NO LONGER ACCEPTING FEMALE CHARACTERS AT THIS TIME!