Mad House.

[spectro]

L i k e = A c c e p t e d

A p p e a r a n c e :

(No anime)





N a m e :





N i c k n a m e :





A g e :





G e n d er :





S e x u a l i t y :


P e r s o n a l i t y :


(2+ Paragraph)





F e a r s :


W e i g h t // H e i g h t :


S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s :


T y p i c a l S t y l e :


C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n :





F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :





Q u i r k s :


S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d :


H i s t o r y :


(Include how they got to Sunny Brooks)
​

 

[Chexxx]

Quincy Paige Clinton

N i c k n a m e:Curly Q, Quin, Queen

A g e : Seven and three quarters.

G e n d er : Female

S e x u a l i t y : Unknown at this age, but Quincy finds girls rather annoying.

P e r s o n a l i t y : Quincy is rather unemotional and detached from reality. Because of her past, she was forced to mature quickly and reluctantly. Her childhood was stolen from her, leaving a permanent sulking attitude and a fenced-in heart. She does not understand why things happen, but she does not ever question it. She is actually very content at the orphanage, but she will never admit this to anyone. She is easily annoyed and frustrated by fellow children, so it is not unusual for Quin to follow older children, teenagers, or adults around. She tries to act like nothing matters to her, but she truthfully wants to make everyone around her proud.


The one place Quincy is truly herself is when she escapes into her artwork. The female is often found in the arts and crafts room painting, sketching, and even writing poetry. She is extremely talented for her age, but she never brags. Most of her projects are available to the public eye, and if one can get Quincy to explain her work, they will have a chance to see into her soul.


Under the child's outer shell, Quin is a curious, friendly little girl. She is extremely loyal to her friends, but such loyalty takes a long amount of time to earn and keep. She is still learning basic education, such as reading and writing, and she has yet to understand the importance of learning.

F e a r s : Betrayal, Heights, Forced physical touch, Cameras/Getting picture taken

W e i g h t // H e i g h t : 57 pounds; 4.5 feet

S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s : Quincy has permanent burn scars on her neck and chest, as well as the number 512 tattooed onto her stomach, by her belly button. She also has a large knife-wound scar on her right thigh. Other marks on the girl include casual bruises from playing outside, dried paint on her fingers, and a small birthmark on her left ear lobe.

T y p i c a l S t y l e:

C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n : Chile.

F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e : Unknown.

Q u i r k s : Quincy chews on her hair when she is nervous or afraid.

S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d : Passive.

H i s t o r y : Quincy was sold into sex trafficking at only two years old. In such a business, men and women alike were allowed to do as they please to children like Quin. She virtually raised by the older children who slept in cots around her floor pallet. Right before Quin's fourth birthday, a miracle happened. When a raid overtook the housing unit the child was currently living in, a few children were left behind and discovered by police. Quincy was then sent into the foster care system, but professionals eventually decided the female would adapt better in a more school-like setting. As the female did not qualify for any boarding schools, she was sent to Sunny Brooks. No one but the girl herself can understand the level of abuse and neglect she faced throughout her young life, but Quincy is forced to see specialists once a week to further help her emotional growth.

Favorite song: It's a Hard Knock Life(from Annie)​

 

[amended]

A p p e a r a n c e :

N a m e :

Justin Hansen

N i c k n a m e :

Shitehead/Beck

A g e :

15

G e n d er :

Male

S e x u a l i t y :

Heterosexual

P e r s o n a l i t y :

Oh, where to begin? Justin is a strange sight indeed, usually laid-back in a nonchalant and care-free manner. Justin also seems to have short bursts where he seems rather bleak and more like a blank slate, usually staring off and talking rather blandly. Apart from his bland periods, he also has a couple of imaginative periods where he wants to film everything and anything that he can, these periods are accompanied with happiness and lots of talking. Justin occasionally can be annoying, this is due to his periods when he just turns into an absolute asshole, this is the rarest of phases that he has and only happen when he's having a bad day.

Justin has a strange sense of humor, a mix of morbid, dead-pan, awkward, and straight-up childish; it's quite a deadly mix for someone who hopes to be sociable and not embarrass himself. Justin is really good with dealing with anger towards himself, this is mostly due to his inability to see that a person is truly mad at him. Justin wishes that he could be a little more open to criticism, even though he usually just unintentionally ignores most people who try to criticize him.

F e a r s :

Getting Lost

Not Having Any Emotion/Empathy

W e i g h t // H e i g h t :

127 Lbs. 5'11

S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s :

Has a birthmark on his neck that looks like a hickey. He also has a tattoo going up his arm that reads "Caller to Phoenix" and another on his leg that reads "Soul Suckin' Jerk"

T y p i c a l S t y l e :

​

Spoiler

Hats:

Shirts:

Jackets:

Under-shirt for jacket:

Pants:

Shoes:

C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n :

America

F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :

A grandmother (On his father's side.) and a father.

Q u i r k s :

Likes music by the same guy who his nickname came from, Beck. In fact, his favorite song is Whiskeyclone, Hotel City 1997. Has an acute sense to film experimental videos at just the right time. Can play select songs on acoustic guitar. Mostly hangs around in the woods.

S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d :

Wreck

H i s t o r y :

Justin was born and raised on the outskirts of a town in Texas called Dallas, yes THE Dallas that has a TV show named after it. His father worked in a Brookshire Brothers and his mom worked in a sales office, the work was grueling, but the pay was enough to get them what they wanted and what they needed. Whenever Justin was 9, he found a love for travelling and seeing new places, this usually resulted in him begging his mom to take him into the city so he could explore and see the sights of the skyscrapers, not to mention go to Dealey Plaza to see where JFK was assassinated; all of the time Justin spent with his mom really made him get attached to her. When Justin turned 13, it really took a toll on him, he would just mope around his house whenever he could, this was when he stopped going to the city with his mother, sometimes she even begged him to go outside for a little while and maybe even go back to the city for once.

Justin eventually turned 14, he was starting to come out of his moping phase and was beginning to actually be happy again. But then, one late night, his mom was coming home, it was Friday night and the town was booming with people hurrying to get home for the weekend. As his mom drove down the street that she always takes to get back home; another man, about 27 years of age, needed to get his headlights replaced, they were starting to become very dim until they went off. The man tried to focus on the road, he never even noticed his mother try to switch lanes. Justin was woke up during the middle of the night, his father was crying; after having what happened told to Justin, they head to the hospital to see his mother.

His mother lived for 4 more months, a piece of shrapnel from her car got jammed in her head, it damaged most of her brain which caused her to be mentally retarded. Justin was there as often as he could be, all the way to his mother's last days. Justin was never the same, he received mental trauma from the whole experience, needless to say, he stopped going to the city altogether.

Justin, now 15, ran away from his home, he took 400 dollars from his dad's wallet before he left and some of his clothes, and then he was off. Justin traveled all across the USA, going North, West, South, and East, all across the country. But Justin eventually was picked up by some sort of guy who was worried for his safety or something, he was taken to somewhere called Sunny Brooks Orphanage. And now Justin is here, residing in the so-called "Orphanage" Simply just living his life out.

 

[Lixy]

15 | Female | Demisexual

​

May is a music lover, irrevocably so, she plays guitar, piano, and a bit of violin, though she hasn't had much access to both a piano or violin recently at Sunny Brooks, her violin magically disappearing and a new bookshelf appearing somewhere else, so instead she goes down to the local instrument shop and plays for the owner in exchange for her comings and goings.


She was never much of a reader, fantasy worlds not much appealing to her, and sci-fi hard to wrap her head around, so instead she writes lyrics, not terribly complex or deep, but shallow expressions of her feelings;
​

as a white weasel


drags its prey through snow


the rat tail's last twitch
​

She is quick witted and smart mouthed but tends to take things to their extremes, she's never wrong, will argue her side, even when she's beaten, and will never, ever, bend to authority. Despite this she keeps quite quiet most times, argues in her head, rebells behind backs and angrily slams on keys in the shabby music shop piano.

She is scared of heights, of the dark and of tall people, mostly intimidating tall people. Death doesn't scare her, or being alone, but thinking about others leaving her or dying leaves a sour taste in her mouth.
​

144cm // 55kg

small scars here and there, little things // no tattoos (yet) // heaps of freckles
​

Leather jackets, jeans, patterns, her usual style is casual steering towards chic punk-rocker, true to her personality and music taste.

Spoiler

She hails from Lymington, Hampshire in the UK, or so her birth certificate says. She can't remember ever being there. No one really knows where her family is, they're untraceable, seemingly dropped off the planet.


She bites her nails, chews her lips and is self conscious her height, retreating into her shell if you so much as mention it.


Summed Up in One Word? Distant


No one really knows why, but at the age of 6, May showed up on the orphanage doorstep, dressed in a pretty red coat and an envelope pinned to one of the buttons. In the envelope was her birth certificate, £300 in cash and various other pieces of documentation. Despite this, none of her family could be tracked down, they are suspected to be in some kind of witness protection program.

 

[ChronosDesine]

A p p e a r a n c e :

​

Spoiler

Just imagine the stubble away.

N a m e :

Jeremy Adam Van den Berg

''Just so you know, Van den Berg is my last name. Van en Den are not weird middle names''

N i c k n a m e :

None.

''Currently none. And I like to keep it that way''

A g e :

16

''Not yet legal like an eagle.


And yes I realize how stupid that sounds.''

G e n d er :

Male

''I hope that that was obvious''

S e x u a l i t y :

Bisexual

''You get the beeeest of both worlds.


Sorry.


I'm so sorry that you had to hear that.


But I just had to''

P e r s o n a l i t y :

(2+ Paragraph)

Sarcastic.

Jeremy is sarcastic. Despite being sarcastic Jeremy is a polite guy. But don't get me wrong, just because he's polite doesn't mean he doesn't curse. In fact the more you know him the more you'll hear him curse. It also doesn't means he has endless patience. Because trust me when I say that he hasn't. He doesn't like waiting. For packages, texts, dinner or people. Especially people. His mind suddenly comes up with all kinds of reasons why you aren't there and trust me when I say that none of those reasons are good ones. They're the kind of reasons that end in a funeral.

''There's no worse feeling than the feeling you get when you think someone you love got hurt.


It almost feels like fear.


Almost.''

Jeremy doesn't think before he speaks. This can turn out good, when the thing he says was nice or funny. Or bad, when the thing he says was rather rude. He tries to work on it but it's not really working. Probably because he's a quitter. When something doesn't work he quits. And he doesn't pick it up just because you say that you believe in him and will support him. Because he knows that a lot of people are good liars.

He's one of them.

F e a r s :

Pain.

''I don't really like pain.


Who the hell likes pain?


Wait, don't answer.


I know what kind of people like pain.


And I'm not one of them.''

W e i g h t // H e i g h t :

123 lbs 5'8

''I have no idea why you want to know that.


But I hope you're happy now, you..


You..


You stranger who wants to know stupid unimportant details about some random orphan you.''

S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s :

None.

''Lucky for me I have none.


And again, I would like it if it stayed that way.''

T y p i c a l S t y l e :

Simplistic.

Jeremy doesn't dress to impress. And he doesn't get why anyone wants to.

A simple long sleeved hoody with a jacket and jeans in the winter.

A simple long sleeved button-down with jeans in the spring.

A simple short sleeved shirt with jeans in the summer.


A simple long sleeved shirt with jeans in the fall.

That's basically his whole wardrobe.


Oh and shoes, you can't forget his boring black sneakers.

His music style however is a little bit more complicated. You can't describe it in one word. Or maybe you can and I just refuse to seek it in a dictionary. It's probably the latter and because of that I'm going to stop explaining his style so I can go to the bookstore and buy a dictionary.

C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n :

The Netherlands

''The country of cheese, people who sell the Swedish number six and weed.''

F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :

None.

''At least I hope so. Otherwise I've been in this hell-hole for the... hell of it.''

Q u i r k s :

Making sound effects with his mouth. He only does it around his friends and only when he feels it's the right thing to do.

When he gets mad at you he says, ''ga toch fietsen!''. Most people assume that they are Dutch swearwords.

And although he swears in Dutch that sentence aren't swearwords.

S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d :

Lazy.

''My wardrobe kind of reflects that.''

H i s t o r y :

He's been in Sunny Brooks since he was twelve. When he turned eleven his mother decided that they should move to Arizona and the week after his birthday they left for the US. For a whole year his life was all kinds of sappy sitcom type of happiness. But just a week before his twelfth birthday his parents died in a robbery. He was at home during the robbery listening to his favorite song, 'Come and get your love' by Redbone.

Because of the lack of any living relatives he got send to Sunny Brooks.

''Is this the part were I impatiently wait until I'm accepted or not?


Because I think that this is the part were I impatiently wait until I'm accepted or not.''

 

[offbeat]

<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_03/tumblr_m9k22pCd6O1r0d5wwo1_500.jpg.28eb779d236b3ff5552755daede977e3.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="46428" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_03/tumblr_m9k22pCd6O1r0d5wwo1_500.jpg.28eb779d236b3ff5552755daede977e3.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

N a m e

Mackenzie Dolores Hemingway

N i c k n a m e

Mac

A g e

"Just because it's legal for me to drive a car doesn't it mean that it'd be wise to put me in one"

16

G e n d er

Female

S e x u a l i t y

"Look at it this way, bisexuality doubles the chances for a date on saturday night"

Bisexual, cares little to nothing about the gender.

P e r s o n a l i t y

You know all these signs about aggresive dogs that'll bite you? Well, Mackenzie should have one of her own. She acts all cold and bitchy around pretty much everyone. When first meeting her, she may come off as quite blunt and mean. But trust me when I say that she's not a completely bad person. She has an acceptable excuse for all this. And it's all so simple, she's afraid. Afraid that people will hurt her if she were to let them in. Her previous expereiences with life has shown her that it isn't your enemies that'll hurt you, it's your friends. Those who are allowed to sea how vulnerable you are have the power to destroy you bit by bit until you lie shaddered on the floor.

It'll take some tie, but I can't say that it's impossible to get to know the real Mackenzie Hemingway. Once she lets you in, she will reveal the loving and caring self she really is. Don't worry, her sarcas is still left, it's just on a milder level than before. But Mac is one sweet girl who does surprisingly much for those she cares about. Once you've gained her trust, she'd sacrifice it all for you. Her ways of showing affection includes eccesive smiling or even laughter. But this is yet again something that you'd have to dig a little to find.

Don't even get me started on how independent she is. While most original people goes against the flow, she dances through it. There is not a single care about what other's might think of her. If she decides to wear the ugliest sweater you've ever seen, she will do so without worrying about the others. As long as they keep their distance, they can't hurt her. That's why everything she does is done with a head held high.

F e a r s

Letting people in, Birds, Water.

W e i g h t // H e i g h t

123 lbs // 5'3"

S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s

Her wrists are scarred due to self-harm // An inked anchor by the base of her neck // Freckles and birthmarks every here and there.

T y p i c a l S t y l e

"Don't judge the book by it's cover."

Everything from over-sized sweaters to mocca jackets. But to describe it in more detail, her style leans more towards the soft grunge path. With ripped stockings and dr Martens, flannels and tank-tops. Also, never with sleeves shorter than her elbows. If so, she covers her wrists with bracelets and such instead. But if she were to choose, she would walk around in pyjamas all day long.

C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n

"Imported straight from the land down under"

Canberra, Australia

F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e

"Somewhere in this world is a well dressed lady who I once called mother"

Q u i r k s

Cracks her spine, neck, knees and knuckles a little too often.

Bites her lip when in thought, often with a frown as well.

When annoyed or irritated, she adds a 'tch' before speaking.

Drums on any nearby surface with her fingernails.

S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d

Reserved

H i s t o r y

I doubt that she'll ever tell you this but here goes.

Mackenzie seemed to have one flawless childhood, her parents were wealthy and she othen got what she wanted. To be honest, she was quite the brat. From the outside, her life seemed to be perfect. But then again, she was a child, she didn't know any better. The truth was later revealed that her parents fought a lot, sometimes even adding some violence to it all. The violence came from her father's side while her mother was the one to threat him. Later in her life, her father got into a car-crash and passed away. Due to this, Mac's mother had to take care of the child. But she was never good with children. Eventually, the pressure was too high and she decided to give away her child.

And there, one morning by the end of october, a child stood by the door to Sunny Brooks. She was not older than eleven, but she stood there with her head high and back straight. She loved the place at first, it was like a home. But after years there, she realised that it was nothing more than a prison. The fact that she wouldn't get out of there until the age of eighteen eventually led to her self-harm. No one knows about this, she wears long sleeves all year around.​

 

[spectro]

N a m e :


Lilac May Flitwood


"I know. Stupid."

N i c k n a m e :


Lila


"Please; never acknowledge that I am named after a colour."


A g e :


16


"Old enough to know that smoking pot is bad, kids."


G e n d er :


Female


"I'm just going out on a limb here, but I think that that was obvious."


S e x u a l i t y :


Heterosexual


"All for gay rights, though."


P e r s o n a l i t y :


Lila is creative, bubbly and quite a little crazy. She is fun to be around, and likes to spread cheer towards everyone she likes to tell jokes and laugh with others. She is, however, a little sarcastic in her humour, but no matter what, she would never laugh at anyone for being them. Lila is creative, because she enjoys all things art. She thinks that it's great that she can go into a business where a red canvas will sell for millions, if you name it 'Blood Red Mirror'. Lila also tried to never be negative. She goes out of her way to prevent sadness, and that's why she thinks she was brought to Sunny Brooks, because there's plenty of sadness there.


Lila, although she avoids upset, can suffer deeply in silence. If anything bothers her, she will ignore it and push it down, until she is alone. Once alone, she will either scream, or cry, or punch a wall. But she never lets her guard down in front of anyone. She feels as though she is burdening the people around her with her problems. She hates any form of bullying and she loves to help people who are in need.


"I'm pretty awesome."





F e a r s :


Breaking Down


Loosing Herself


Hating Herself


Unrequited Love


"Woo, fears. Best part."


W e i g h t // H e i g h t :


112lbs 5'6''


"I am a tiny person and proud."


S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s :



​

Spoiler

"Sh. I forged my 'parents' signature."


T y p i c a l S t y l e :

Anything lightly coloured, loose and free. Skirts are great. And nothing she can get tangled in.


"No spaghetti straps."


C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n :


America


"'Murica."


F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :


All of them.


Her Brother, she still sees him.


"Didn't know them, anyway."


Q u i r k s :


Chewing Gum


Spontaneous Singing


Sketching On Her Bedroom Walls


"I'm very weird.


S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d :


Effervescent.


"Thankyou, Thesaurus."


H i s t o r y :


Lila was born into a family that basically didn't give a damn about her. She was born in Alabama. Her Dad was a mechanic, and her Mother was a housewife. They were both strict Catholics, and once they had broken an awful sin; sex before marriage, they were discussed in themselves. Lila's Mother became pregnant, but didn't tell Lila's Father. As the pregnancy drew on, Lila's Father began to ask questions; began to wonder why she was being sick and obviously, why she was gaining some pounds. Lila's Mother finally had to tell him, and he was furious. At himself, mostly. What would people think of them? What would they say? Lila's Mother and Father left for an extended vacation. Seven months passed and a complication occurred. Sure, the baby was fine- but there were two babies. A boy and a girl, Lila and Kalum. Lila's Mother made a last minute decision to keep it, but her Father disallowed it. They were given up for adoption without even so much as a name. She and her brother were passed around foster homes, but none of them stuck. Her and Kalum have lived at Sunny Brooks for four years, the longest they have ever stayed anywhere.


"Awesome. Can we move on."















[media]

[/media]

 

[QuixoticKitten]

wip

N a m e :


Dakota Quinn Markovitz


N i c k n a m e :


Kota


A g e :


17


G e n d er :


Female


S e x u a l i t y :


Lesbian


P e r s o n a l i t y :


(2+ Paragraph)


F e a r s :


Being alone, ferris wheels, confinement, and hurting loved ones


W e i g h t // H e i g h t :


5'6" and 120lbs


S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s :


T y p i c a l S t y l e :


C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n :


America


F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :


One brother


Q u i r k s :


Bites her hair when nervous, taps her foot constantly, eats a lot


S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d :


H i s t o r y :
​

 

[KillGill]

? Charlie Romero ?


N i c k n a m e : Char


A g e : 10


G e n d er : Male


S e x u a l i t y : Heterosexual


P e r s o n a l i t y :

Charlie is seen by many to be strange, and often stay away from him, and he likes it that way. Most of his hobbies can be done outside, he can't stand being inside longer then a couple hours. When he makes friend he makes sure to learn every little small detail there is to know about him. He is also a complete neat freak, No he does NOT have OCD, that is something else.

Charlie has an odd tendency to act things out that he sees. This is a part of the reason why he aggressive at times. Charlie tends to be selective, selective of choosing who to like and befriend and who to dislike and stay away from. Its hard to change his mind as even the nicest of people can become on his dislike list for no apparent reason. He is painfully honest to the point where you begin to believe he's insulting you with the truth (Which he is).


F e a r s :


Dogs


Lightning


The Unknown


W e i g h t // H e i g h t : 114 lbs // 5' 4"


S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s :


A Scar on his back that was the result of a stabbing at his school.

T y p i c a l S t y l e :


When Inside:

Spoiler

When Out Exploring:

Spoiler

C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n : America


F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :


His Grandma in Idaho and His Uncle (Who is currently under house arrest)


Q u i r k s :


Due to his love of the great outdoors Charlie always seems to be prepared for the worst case scenario. If disaster was to strike at any moment, Charlie would be prepared for it.


S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d : Adventurous


H i s t o r y :


Charlie was born into a lower middle class family as an only child, but the "Family" didn't last long. Four months after he was born, Charlie's mother ran away living his father with the responsibilities of taking care of his son. Throughout his life charlie was witness to many things. When he was 9 a fellow classmate brought an ice pick to school and stabbed charlie and two other students, only one fatally.


Charlie's father was an abusive and impulsive one. On multiple occasions his fathers relationship was ended due to him beating or harassing women. This resulted in Charlie's dad's behavior rubbing off on Charlie himself. He got into multiple fights and conflicts at school which resulted in him being suspended temporarily.


When he was twelve he returned home from his first day of seventh grade only to find something he'd never forget.


His father had gotten too many doses of reality and decided to kill himself.


With no other alternative of care, His grandma was too old, and his uncle was at the time serving time in jail, the government decided to place him here.


[media]


​

[/media]

 

[Sugar]

[media]


​

[/media]

Do you think I'm insane? Come live in my life

N i c k n a m e :


N/A


''People are too afraid to put a nickname on me.''


A g e :


17


''I want to leave.''


G e n d er :


Male


''Are you blind?''


S e x u a l i t y :


Heterosexual


''What a stupid question.''


P e r s o n a l i t y :


Oh, this is quite complex. Emile has no emotions, or at least they have not been fully uncovered. Since his childhood, he has never dared to socialize, go ahead and take a stroll walking with his parents. He has been called emo, but, he has no desires to kill himself. Very little people know what is happening in his head, and those people are all deceased.


Very, very few words have been given by him, not even the muscles of his mouth are well developed, they are barely used. Heartless, that is a word that hurts him so much, yet fits him so well. Call it care-free, or being oblivious, but, he does not care about any action he does, does not fear anything, may it be him squishing the skull of someone, or being the one under the boot, he'll always keep on going until the thing in his chest stops giving a pulse.


He will never, ever, give up on something, even if he has to risk his or others lives for it. Love is something that might be non-existant for him, very few people even handle being around him. He is always so tense, unreadable, no expression, like seeing a still image. Eyes locked on a single thing, forward, never smiling, never frowning, never talking, a soul-less thing.


''You are lucky you're talking to me.''


F e a r s :


Death


''The only thing I'm afraid of is to stop being something.''


W e i g h t // H e i g h t :


178 lbs, 6'2


''I'm here.''

S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s :


Stab wound on right shoulder, bullet shot mark in torso, underneath the rib cage


''Scars are the physical memory of our past.''


T y p i c a l S t y l e :


He's usually seen wearing a gray t-shirt, not changing of color, but of style, yes. Black, faded jeans that are a bit fitted, with his black boots.


''Always the same.''


C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n :


Russia


''My accent is present.''


F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :


None


''They're all dead, every single one.''


Q u i r k s :


Will hold his chin when lying


His eye will twitch when scared


''Nothing.''


S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d :


Broken


''I don't know how to respond to that.''


H i s t o r y :


Emile was born in a small town in Russia, the place where everyone fights over something as simple as not getting their favorite beer, this was the main source of his problems, apart from his horrible parents. His mother was a way too young woman to have a kid, and his father was much more older than her. This caused a very, very troublesome couple, being fighting over the stupidest things. The ambient in his house was horrible, and the best moments of his day was going to his public school, in wich he was not bullied, nor liked.


Motherly love? No. Father figure? No. All he could see from them was wasting their money in beer and not caring about his child. In one day, his mother had gone to sleep with a cigarette in her hand, lighted. This caused a massive house fire, killing her eventually from third degree burns. This was scarring for Emile, even if she never loved him, he loved her, losing someone as close was horrible, and his father was not any better. He ended up abusing him, once stabbing him, and even shooting him. He tried his best to contact the police, but he never could.


He hated him, despised him, telling him he was responsable for his mothers death, and this broke him bit by bit, one time more. His father tried to suicide once, but failed, since he alerted the police about the incident. At the age of 15, his father was just sick of him, and so was he too. They went for a pizza, and the last words the man said to him were ''I hope you die, useless piece of shit.'', followed by the slam of the car they were in.


His fathers plan was to kill him, end both their lives, but, he survived. Maybe it was gods will, or the devils hand to make him suffer more, but he woke from his short coma of months, Very quickly sent to this orphanage, Sunny Brooks, at the age of 16.


Now he's here.


''Mother...''
​

 

[NessieAlways]

A p p e a r a n c e :

N a m e :

Charlotte Emil Parker

N i c k n a m e :

Lottie

A g e :

16

G e n d er :

Female

S e x u a l i t y :

Heterosexual

P e r s o n a l i t y :

Although she may not look it, Charlotte is far from lady like as can be. She is usually a slob who can drown a six pack under an hour and not get drunk. Her shirts are filled with ketchup and grease stains and everywhere she walks she leaves a trail of mess behind. Not only is she sloppy with what she does, but she is also lazy. Charlotte rarely cleans up after herself and although people get after her about it, she doesn't care. Charlotte tends to be inappropriate at times and is often found saying the wrong things at the wrong times. She can be a bit blunt without noticing what she is saying will hurt someone although Charlotte can be a very nice girl. She cares for others and sometimes even wishes she could be more....pleasant to be around. In her words, "It's not my fault I'm like this. I was raised by a meat-headed father who laid on the couch in his boxers, munched on cheese puffs, and watched football all day." As far as manners are concerned, Charlotte lacks them. Elbows on the table, burping in public, and scratching unorthodox places are just a few of Charlotte's flaws. While she will say please and thank you, most of the time sarcastically, her manners fall on a pretty short leash.

When around friends, Charlotte is probably the first to get in trouble. Not because she's a troublemaker, but because her actions are too radical for society. When people see Charlotte, a pretty girl with delicate features, the last thing in their mind is seeing this girl steal a candy from a baby, which she has done more than once. Charlotte is a great friend however. She's there behind the phone after the bad break up and she's there in pajamas with a cup of coffee and Adderall to help study for the big test. Charlotte is the person who will be with her friends through thick and thin; the only problem is actually getting friends that will accept her for who she is. In all her life Charlotte has only been able to count her friends in one hand and they're mostly all guys she's had a crush on. Of course, Charlotte is more of a bro, than a potential girlfriend. "I don't date. Love is for losers who don't have dreams and goals" at least that's what she tells herself. In reality, Charlotte wants to experience that heart-wrenching, butterflies in the stomach feeling, but because of how she is, she knows she'll never be considered dating material.

F e a r s :

*Being in an all girl crowd

*Public speaking

*Rotten

W e i g h t // H e i g h t :

120 lb//5'0

S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s :

She has several scars on her arms and legs from rough-housing

T y p i c a l S t y l e :

Charlotte is the sloppy mess. She has pixie short brown hair that beautifully draws the attention to her big matching brown eyes. She's very petite despite her fierce attitude, measuring only five feet in height and weight about a hundred and twenty pounds. She has a fair skin complexion which she dresses with cream colored clothing, to draw away from the paleness of her face, the only down side, is that her pastel colored clothing usually ends up with big food stains. Her style is usually a loose shirt and a pair of jeans. Anything too tight or not good enough to run with is out of the question.

C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n :

Toronto, Canada

F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :

Her Father

Q u i r k s :

*Charlotte lightly punches people to get their attention

*Her hugs are usually manly hugs.

*If someone says something that reminds her of a song, she'll start singing.

S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d :

The Bro

H i s t o r y :

Raised by a single father, Charlotte grew up a bit different from the rest of the girls. She preferred a hard action packed movie instead of watching the sappy tear-jerking rom-coms all the girls watched. She preferred drowning down 2 double cheese burgers, large fries, and a chocolate shake instead of counting all the calories in a carrot stick. She went to her middle school prom in a dress suit instead of spending hours and hours searching for the perfect dress and finding the best salon in town to do her makeup and hair. Charlotte wasn't the hopeless romantic her friends were, and she really wasn't fond of the whole "love at first sight" or "maybe I'll find the one" deal, but there was a slight curiosity of who her second half would be. Sadly as Charlotte grew older her friends began to distance themselves from her. Many people always categorized her as a tomboy or a lesbian, but the only reason Charlotte acts the way she acts is because she was raised by a guy. She's her dad's son.

It's wasn't long until Charlotte grew tired of being the odd one out and ran away. Her father didn't understand her and there was no one she could talk to. After several months on the streets she was taken to Sunny Brooks since she refused to see her relatives. Charlotte is staying in Sunny Brooks until she's old enough to live on her own or until her dad gets his lazy butt off of the couch and comes looking for her.

[media]
​

[/media]

 

[maclesmouse]

A p p e a r a n c e:

Scrawny, medium length brown hair, dark green eyes, and a look that is always troubled.

N a m e :

Mathis Doe*

*”Doe” is the name they gave him when he entered the system.

N i c k n a m e :

None that he likes, but some people call him Matt

A g e :

14

G e n d er :

Male

S e x u a l i t y :

Heterosexual (as far as he knows)

P e r s o n a l i t y :

Mathis is still figuring out the world. Depressed is not the term one should use to describe him. He isn’t even sad really, just stoic. He is constantly thinking and analyzing. He sees the wonder in the world, he just can’t quite figure out how to be part of it. He likes to stand on the sidelines and look at what’s going on. Inevitably he gets sucked into things and that’s when he goes on high alert, thinking on his feet is not a gift he has. He usually says things that are extremely neutral or way to convoluted.

When it comes to other people, Mathis is always wary. He has a difficult time opening up to adults, but especially adult women. His natural demeanor around people is clenched and mechanical. Occasionally he does find someone he connects with and can talk to. He likes it when that happens because he can feel his shoulders and face relax. But even in large groups, he does like people. He enjoys having action happening around him, kids playing, teenagers picking on each other; it all is a piece of the puzzle.

F e a r s :

Darkness

Adult Women

Large Sticks

W e i g h t // H e i g h t :

5ft 2in, 102lbs

S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s :

He has a scar on his right shoulder that reaches up to his neck. It is the shiny pink residue from an attack he suffered as a child.

T y p i c a l S t y l e :

​

Spoiler

C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n :

Maryland, USA

F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :

Unknown

Q u i r k s :

Rarely Smiles, even when he laughs

Never Wears Socks

Hates Getting Things on His Hands

S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d :

Cautious

H i s t o r y :

According to the “state” Mathis’s history began around age 4. He was dropped off at a Baltimore fire station with a backpack and some clothes that had “Mathis” written on the tag. He had fresh a fresh wound on his shoulder that they determined was a 3rd degree burn. They were unsuccessful in locating any of his family or possible relations.

He remembers pieces of his mother, and not a single piece is good. He can hear the twang in her voice even though the words are unrecognizable. He has flashes of her silhouette exiting doors and being thrown by a shadow. But most of all he can picture her blond hair in a mirror and her blow-drying it. She had taken that blow dryer to him, he was absolutely certain. The noise was so loud and the pain so real that it was impossible for him to push the memory out of his head. It was soon after that he remembers sitting on the floor of a brown car, squished between the backseat and the center console, and looking at the tops of trees. That car ride felt like two weeks. He has no way of knowing the actual length now.

Then it was his foster home. There were four other boys and he was the youngest. The second oldest was unruly and liked to push the younger ones around and make them discover each other’s bodies. Mathis had imagined that the other boys were just action figures, so no one was really getting hurt. He hated the women in charge. She was abrupt and abrasive and a bitch. She yelled and yelled for the children to shut up and stop making noise. When Mathis would cry out of fear, she would slap his burn. When he FINALLY calmed down, she mocked his catching sobs that all children get at the end of a cry. She treated the older boys much worse. One night while he was in his shared bed, he could hear her waling through the wall. The oldest boy was yelling and he seemed to punctuate every word with a smack. Eventually the only noise was this boy breathing heavily. There was a blur of blue and red lights and Mathis never saw that house again.

It was soon after wards that Mathis arrived at Sunny Brooks. He has lived here for about 2 years and compared to his last place, this is looking all right. It is the first time he has ever really interacted with girls and he is not sure he likes them very much, but we shall see.






[media]

[/media]

 

[spectro]

N a m e :


Kalum Flitwood


"Yep."


N i c k n a m e :


Kal


"Simple."


A g e :


16


"Five minutes older than my sister; don't forget it."


G e n d er :


Male


"Obvious."


S e x u a l i t y :


Heterosexual
​

"Girls for me, only."

​

P e r s o n a l i t y :
​

Unlike his sister Kal is quite the closed book. He hates to reveal his personal information; though his history has been all but revealed by his sister. Kal likes to be the strong silent type; he likes to listen instead of interrupt, and he likes to keep himself to himself. He hates conflict or confrontation, and although he wishes it never to happen, he never stops someone arguing. Kal likes to read. He surrounds himself with book and stories that keep his imagination going. He wants to always live in other worlds, in others universes, where people don't hate him, or where people don't talk such utter nonsense.


Kal doesn't care what others think of him. If he gets called a name; he brushes it off easily, knowing that today's society is ruined with crude and cruel words that are used only as a defence mechanism. That's another thing; Kal likes to analyse; sometimes he over-analyses. He can be a little bias because of this, as he makes a decision on someone the moment he meets them.


"Thank your for listening."
​

F e a r s :
​

Heights


Arguments


Finding his Parents
​

"Not too original."


W e i g h t // H e i g h t :


144lbs 6'3''
​

"Average."

​

T y p i c a l S t y l e :
​

Spoiler

Light, loose shirts or long sleeved t-shirts.


Dark jeans.

"Nothing too fancy."


C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n :


America


"Land of the foster families."


F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :


His sister, Lila.

Spoiler

"The only person that I'm related to worth mentioning."


Q u i r k s :


He bites his lip when he is trying to stay silent.


"Yes. lets point out my flaws."


S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d :

​

Nonchalant.


"Hm."


H i s t o r y :

​

Kalum was born into a family that basically didn't give a damn about him. He was born in Alabama. His Dad was a mechanic, and his Mother was a housewife. They were both strict Catholics, and once they had broken an awful sin; sex before marriage, they were discussed in themselves. Kalum's Mother became pregnant, but didn't tell Lila's Father. As the pregnancy drew on, Kalum's Father began to ask questions; began to wonder why she was being sick and obviously, why she was gaining some pounds. Kalum's Mother finally had to tell him, and he was furious. At himself, mostly. What would people think of them? What would they say? Kalum's Mother and Father left for an extended vacation. Seven months passed and a complication occurred. Sure, the baby was fine- but there were two babies. A boy and a girl, Lila and Kalum. Lila's Mother made a last minute decision to keep it, but her Father disallowed it. They were given up for adoption without even so much as a name. She and her brother were passed around foster homes, but none of them stuck. Him and Lilac have lived at Sunny Brooks for four years, the longest they have ever stayed anywhere.


"The End."

​

 

[ChronosDesine]

A p p e a r a n c e :

N a m e :

Audrey Cassidy Ahart

''It's a pleasure to meet you.''

N i c k n a m e :

Abby.

''I honestly have no idea how they came up with that.


There's not a single 'b' in my whole name.''

A g e :

16

''Guess who can drive a car?


This lady.


If only I had one.''

G e n d er :

Female.

''Who are you?


Professor Oak?''

S e x u a l i t y :

Pansexual.

"Love is love.''


Alternative quote:

''I'm not really comfortable telling this to a guy who can't remember his grandsons name..''

P e r s o n a l i t y :

Audrey tries to make everyone as happy as possible. She'll make sure that you're comfortable and loved. Because her own parents never showed her love she knows how painful it is to feel unloved. It doesn't matter how late it is she'll be there when you need her. She'll help you with your homework, make soup when you're sick and make sure that everything is alright.

But everyone gets angry once in a while. And believe it or not but Audrey has some anger issues. It's pretty hard but once you make her mad.. May hell have mercy on your soul. Just kidding, once she gets so mad that she sees red she'll make sure that she's away from you. But when that's not possible she just stops talking and starts poker-facing.

F e a r s :

Screwing up her life.

''I don't want to end up like them.''

W e i g h t // H e i g h t :

121lbs//5'7

S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s :

None.

''Lucky me.''

T y p i c a l S t y l e :

Long sleeved dresses, button downs, sweaters, jackets, jeans and sneakers.

''It's not really impressive.''

C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n :

America.

F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :

Her father and mother.

''I don't like to talk about them.''

Q u i r k s :

She talks to herself when she feels lonely.

Instead of swearing she starts snapping her fingers.

(She doesn't start swearing until she's furious.)

She can't stop smiling when she hears her favorite song: Sara Bareilles.

S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d :

Caring.

''Call me weird, but I believe that love can save this world.


No really, if everyone loved each other there wouldn't be any wars.''

H i s t o r y :

Audrey grew up in a home without love. Her parents only paid attention to her when she did something wrong. Most of the time when that happens the child starts misbehaving so they can get their parents attention. Audrey didn't. She tried her best to be the best that she could be. Doing chores before her parents asked her to do it. Making her homework the day that she got it. Never complaining about the fact that they sometimes forgot to feed her. She wouldn't even complain when she got sick. Audrey would take care of it herself. Because of the fact that she didn't know any better she thought it was normal.

Until child protection services knocked on her door when she was 14. Her teachers apparently had a suspicion that things were wrong at Audrey's house and called them. Because of the fact that Audrey doesn't have any living relatives they decided to send her to Sunny Brooks. It's been two years since she's been there and she really doesn't mind. The guy running the place is only 1% better than her parents. But that's still 1%.​

 

[cupidcreep]

-

 

[Azalea]

N a m e :

Cecile Evansson

N i c k n a m e :

"Cece" or "Frost Queen"

A g e :

15

G e n d er :

Female

S e x u a l i t y :

Straight

P e r s o n a l i t y :

Cecile is rather cold and reserved to those she's unfamiliar with. When someone is able to melt the cold layer of frost that she keeps as a sort of barrier between her and strangers, she can warm up quite a bit. Though she's quiet, Cece is far from shy, and isn't afraid to yell at someone to get her point across. She speaks to herself privately quite often, often counseling herself. She relies on her brother a lot, leaning on him for support in every situation.

She can be quite rude and overly blunt towards those she considers a waste of her time, or to those she's struggling to introduce herself too. Though she acts unaffected and puts off a facade of invincibility when being verbally insulted, she's actually quite sensitive to others words and actions. She considers herself a lady, and would never stoop down to physical violence, disliking those who do. She prefers not talking about her past, often steering the subject away from her history, and is quite perceptive when it comes to others facial expressions and actions.

F e a r s :

"Pain."

W e i g h t // H e i g h t :

a weight of 115 lbs

a height of 5"9

S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s :

-

T y p i c a l S t y l e :

C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n :

Russia

F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :

None

Q u i r k s :

has a twin brother

speaks to herself often

S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d :

composed

H i s t o r y :

They were luckier then most, or so the social services say. The twins actually got to know their parents, actually had the chance to experience the love a parent expresses for their child. The twins were born in Russia inly moving to America when they were five and their father lost his job and with it the family lost their house. They stole into America, with no money or clothing, only their parents fragile hopes that they would receive new work. Her father received work, but it wasn't enough to feed the whole family, so their mother took on a job as a secretary in the same building as their father. So young Cecile and Seth grew up in a modest little apartment, spoiled by their parents who doted over the two with presents every week. Life wasn't hard for the two, despite the low income their parents got from the job. They were poor in money, but rich in love. This changed six years later, when the building their parents worked in caught on fire. There were no survivors. They received the news of their parents deaths while at school, and both were shocked by this knowledge. They had no family to take them in, so they were sent to Sunny Brooks.

--

N a m e :

Seth Evansson

N i c k n a m e :

"Set" or "E"

A g e :

15

G e n d er :

Female

S e x u a l i t y :

Straight

P e r s o n a l i t y :

Most, upon meeting this young man, would describe him as 'chill', as well as amusing. Those that are close to him might call him calm, as well as strangely enough, a bit closed off. Seth is more comfortable around people most might consider strangers, though he considers them 'friends that haven't been made yet'. In fact, he prefers the company of others too being alone, which he finds truly dreadful.

He values loyalty, and often stands up for the underdog. Calm and level-headed in every situation, Seth measures each word before speaking it, as he believes words have power and the wrong words could have the wrong implication.

F e a r s :

"Being alone. It's the worst feeling in the world."

W e i g h t // H e i g h t :

a weight of 150 lbs

a height of 6"1

S c a r s // T a t t o o s // M a r k s :

a distinctive birthmark in the shape of an 'L' occupies his left shoulder

T y p i c a l S t y l e :

C o u n t r y O f O r i g i n :

Russia

F a m i l y L e f t A l i v e :

None

Q u i r k s :

has a twin

has a dimple in one cheek

has a slight Russian accent

S u m T h e m U p I n O n e W o r d :

Calm.

H i s t o r y :

They were luckier then most, or so the social services say. The twins actually got to know their parents, actually had the chance to experience the love a parent expresses for their child. The twins were born in Russia only moving to America when they were five and their father lost his job and with it the family lost their house. They stole into America, with no money or clothing, only their parents fragile hopes that they would receive new work. Her father received work, but it wasn't enough to feed the whole family, so their mother took on a job as a secretary in the same building as their father. So young Cecile and Seth grew up in a modest little apartment, spoiled by their parents who doted over the two with presents every week. Life wasn't hard for the two, despite the low income their parents got from the job. They were poor in money, but rich in love. This changed six years later, when the building their parents worked in caught on fire. There were no survivors. They received the news of their parents deaths while at school, and both were shocked by this knowledge. They had no family to take them in, so they were sent to Sunny Brooks.

--

 

[cupidcreep]

Annie Lain

Annie-lee | 12 | Female


Heterosexual


Annie is, in general, an arrogant, spiteful bully. Her narcissistic nature most likely stemmed from being spoiled by her parents throughout her short childhood. She believed herself superior to most people because of her intelligence as well as great wealth and social standing. She frequently behaves cruelly to anyone who she finds threatening. For much of her youth, Annie took after her bigoted mother and father as role models, and also frequently boasted about her own family's influence and wealth.


However, something began to change in Annie's psyche in her first year of middle school. Around this time, her father set her with getting outstanding grades by the end of the year, something that Annie was very eager to do at first. After a number of feeble attempts, Annie began to crack under the enormous pressure that her father was putting on her. She was uncertain of his ability to fulfill the grades and was terrified that her and her family would pay the price for her failure; the stress led her to be reckless as his two feeble attempts were noted to be foolish by her mother, and she attempted to cheat on her test, despite the consequences being that she would be punished severely.


Over the course of the year, the mission also led Annie to neglect other aspects of her school life that she would previously abuse or enjoy: she rejected her duties that she once would happily abuse; she feigned illness and paid another student to take over her stead in order to avoid doing tests herself, as opposed to three years ago she would ensure the entire paper was filled with correct answers. Ultimately, Annie was unable to get all of her tests good enough for her own father, despite the outstanding results compared to the rest of the class. Lowering his hand to her face her father abused her for this, and was tempted to throw her out onto the street--which he did. Annie then found her way to the orphanage, making her way inside.

Annie is quite intelligent and quick-witted, capable of deducing things and coming up with clever plans based on a small amount of information; her father had expected her to obtain top marks in school after her first year, and showed disappointment that another, smarter girl beat her. She figured out through staying back after hours and checking the papers in secret from the severe amount of pressure from her father, and instructions from him to do so.


However, her plans could have limitations based on her own arrogance when dealing with people; when she attempted to sabotage the classes' tests her whole plan was based solely around the idea that her father would go easier on her in her next year in school. Annie was also adept at compartmentalizing her emotions, as is evidenced in her success with making plans that no one--not even the police, would be able to figure out.

Spoiler

Quirks:


- Not eating for excessive amounts of time when she is angry


- Insulting someone when they prove her wrong


- Keeping away from people she admires


Likes:


- Getting top marks on a test


- Being better than other people


- People admiring her


- Cake


- Grapes


- Puppies


Fears/Dislikes:


- Spiders


- Tests


- Pressure


- Her Mother and Father


- Being judged


- People outsmarting her


5'1 | 97lbs


Annie was born in America. Her mother appears to have some German descent.


Her mother and father are still alive.

Gullible