Realistic or Modern killer times at camp waitiki ~ ``character sheets``~

[snakeg0dd]

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[div class=basicscont][div class=basicstext][div class=tag]full name:[/div] tyler beckett english

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

[div class=tag]age:[/div] 18

[div class=tag]birthday:[/div] november 11

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

[div class=tag]nationality:[/div] dutch-american

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

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

[div class=tag]height:[/div] 6' 2"

[div class=tag]build/body type:[/div] Lean, fit | Ectomorph

[div class=tag]distinguishing features:[/div] he has scars on his torso from the abuse he suffered from when he was younger

[div class=tag]wardrobe:[/div] xyz

[div class=tag]faceclaim:[/div] peyton degruise
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[div class=personacont][div class=personatext][div class=tagb]"I used to be sick, diseased; but now I'm cured."[/div]
"To describe Tyler in one word, complex. Granted, that's speaking on the premise of my past encounters with the boy. Nowadays I hear he's living a great life; free from harm, torture, instability, henceforth. To say that Tyler was one with serenity would be, well, an outright lie. He was dealing with psychological problems that no one dared to attempt to treat, except me. When I stumbled upon Tyler, I saw the pain he was hiding. He took that internal pain, and frustration, and masked it with inflicting rage upon others. The rage he displayed was just a front, an emotional correction to the nurtured environment he was raised in. Deep inside though, I knew the boy was suffering. To go through trauma like he did, it's unimaginable. And that's what motivated me to help him. To try and bring him back to what we would refer to as 'sanity' or 'normal'. You see, the boy was suffering from psychological disorders such as PTSD, Dissociative Personality Disorder, and Schizophrenia. His 'second-self' was a defense mechanism that was created from the torment he was burdened with. And while that other side of him was indeed aggressive, and outright hostile, there was still hope. Neither he nor I gave that up. As alienated and disparaging as he could be, Tyler showed great determination and persistence to cure himself—astounding me, to say the least.

With the breakthroughs we made in the process of curation, I began to witness Tyler change. His mood and behavior would become more light-hearted, more social, more . . . vibrant. He wasn't as aggressive as his past self and he was often forgiving for any mishaps that someone might make. A big highlight in his shift of behavior came when he began to show Empathy. To connect with others and try and feel for them was—highly—progressive. By the end of our collaborative work, Tyler was practically a different person. He was the boy that would've existed, had he not been put through the distraught and terrible situations that he was in. Tyler, by the time we were finished with his treatment, was cheery, hopeful, empathetic, kind, and overall just a great person to be around."
~ from the words of Dr. Conors in his book, "Tyler English: A Case Study Into One of America's Most Mentally Disturbed Children".
[div class=tagb]"Smile through the pain."[/div]
❃ Likes: meeting new people, making people laugh, swimming, Snickers bar, action movies, comics, exercising, fast cars
❃ Dislikes: sleeping, unwanted touching, bullying of any kind, sneezing, debbie-downers, mint chocolate chip ice cream, cheesy rom-com movies
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[div class=histcont][div class=histtext][div class=tag]Psychological Profile:[/div] As a former patient of Dr. Conors, Tyler was diagnosed to have Dissociative Personality Disorder, PTSD, and Schizophrenia. As a child, Tyler had suffered from years of abuse from his parents, who both physically and sexually abused him. As a result of their violent tendencies and psychological torture, Tyler had developed a way to deal with the environment he was living in. His second personality was centered around defending himself from the dangers that his parents presented to him, and as such his mentality shifts into one that is hostile. This personality has become so aggressive that it eventually took hold of Tyler's actions and behavior for a prolonged period of time. Eventually, Dr. Conors was called in to examine the boy, to which he did, and found a way to treat him. Since Dr. Conors treatment, Tyler has taken back control of his mood and actions, while also suppressing his more violent personality. Minor flashbacks and other triggers lead to the reemergence of past traumatic memories—hence his PTSD. He's now leading a life that is rich in happiness and completely fulfilling.
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[AshleyTheNarwhal]

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About

◎Full Name: WIllow Trifena Patterson
◎Nickname(s): Willie, Will, Eyebrows
◎Age: 19
◎Gender: Female
◎Nationality: Italian and Irish
◎Height: 5'1''
◎Build/Body Type: Generally thin, some curves.
◎Eye Color: Green
◎Hair Color: Red
◎Date of Birth: Jan 19th
◎Reason Attending Camp: Camp Lifeguard / Support Staff
◎Faceclaim: Eden Chanel

◎Likes: Being Outdoors, Swimming, Dogs, Bonfires, Painting, Reading, Rock and Roll
◎Dislikes: The Dark, Bees and Wasps, Silence, Country music
◎Personality:
Willow is a laid back person in general. She likes to sit and watch the world around her. She likes to fade into the background and just enjoy little moments. She tries to be as positive as possible, trying to find the good in everything. She doesn't really have a lot of friends because she doesn't see the point in superficial relationships, the friends she does have are super close to her. She is nice to everyone and genuinely cares about people, which is why she works at the camp. She will always help people as much as she can. She likes simple things, hiking, swimming, the outdoors, dogs, animals in general and trying to be a good person. Sometimes she can be a little cold towards people and stand-offish, even blunt at times, but with her what you see is what you get.
◎Distinguishing Features: Her freckles, eyebrows and Lips

◎Backstory: Willow has a relatively normal childhood up until she was about fourteen. Her Dad was a cop and her Mom was a stay at home Mom. One day while on patrol her Dad was shot and killed. This not only took a huge toll on WIllow, it took an even bigger one on her Mom. Her Mom spiraled into a deep depression and developed other psychiatric issues which ultimately led to her Mother committing suicide when she was sixteen. Willow tried to be there for her Mom as much as she could, she still kind of blames herself for not preventing her Mother suicide. When both of her parents were gone she moved in with her Uncle, who was freshly divorced when Her Mom died, so he appreciated the company, they needed each other. Willow decided after that she wanted to go to school to be Grief Counselor. After she graduated High School she started college and every summer while in college she worked with people who has problems, helping people how she wished she could have helped her Mom.

◎Wardrobe: Her wardrobe, when she's not in her swimsuit consist of jean shorts, keds and the Camp staff shirt. Other than that she tends to have a pretty plain style, usually wearing some sort of jeans, shorts, with either over sized band t-shirts, crop tops or boho type shirts.
◎Bijouterie: She doesn't wear much jewelry, she usually has simple diamond studs in her ears and a silver necklace with a narwhal charm.
◎Playlist: Slow and Easy Magic Man Poison Eruption / You Really Got Me

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[StaidFoal]

Full Name: Jordan Dorrance

Nickname(s): None

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Nationality: American

Height: 5’ 7”

Build/Body Type: Ectomorph

Eye Color: Brown

Hair Color: Black

Date of Birth: April 20th

Reason Attending Camp: As per request of a famous billionaire and concerned parent, a teenager named Jordan Dorrance is to attend.

Faceclaim: Robert Sheehan

Likes: Animals, any music, and basically any form of media

Dislikes: His father, showoffs, rich people, and social interaction

Personality: At first glance, you wouldn’t expect someone as shy and scared as Jordan to be the son of a billionaire and financial giant. Everything he knows is thanks to the tutors that his father hired for him. There was a time when he loved his father, and yearned for his attention, begging for him to take a break from work. Jordan knows better now. To everyone else, he is a very nice person if they choose to talk to him, though he will ordinarily give quiet, one-word answers. If someone needs a motivational speech or encouragement, Jordan is the last person they’d rely on; he’s terrible at emotions. He’s never had a real friend, and the one time a girl made him his boyfriend, it was all her work. Jordan suffers from social anxiety, and only begrudgingly accepted his father’s offer to camp so he could find some animals to befriend. When a topic involves his father in any way, Jordan will try to weasel his way out. If he is forced to say something, it will always be negative. Even if it is something his father has done for the betterment of everyone, Jordan will see it as a reputation move, and say a nasty remark about his dad. As long as you don’t talk about him and his dad, it’ll be easy to get along with him. However, if you’re a girl, he will try to stay away from you, and be clearly frightened, due to his gynophobia. If a girl comes too close to him, Jordan will experience overwhelming fear and anxiety, difficult breathing, and a dizziness.

Psychological Profile: As his mother abandoned them when he was only 4, and his father was always busy, Jordan was left alone in his father’s penthouse. Though it would’ve seemed like heaven to a regular person, Jordan had to live like that for most of his life and developed affluenza. He felt that his parents abandoned him for something he did and found it harder to keep himself lifted. The only thing keeping him company was his teacher, hired personally by Jordan’s father. She would be kind to him, but had strict orders from Jordan’s father to protect him from outside figures, unbeknownst to Jordan. Despite his ultimate shyness, a girl who understood him, loved him for who he was, and made plans to make him his husband, had found him. The teacher became guiltily distressed, for she had to follow her boss’ orders. She hired a strong man, about the age of Jordan’s girlfriend; he was muscular, attractive, and seductive. The teacher ordered him to take pictures as he found Jordan’s girlfriend and seduced her. Afterward, she showed them to Jordan, and his whole world shattered. Jordan would ignore his girlfriend's messages and never see her again. It was then his father contacted Jordan, who instantly answered, hoping for him to come home. Instead, his father exposed the teacher for what she did and left the call at that. She was subsequently fired due to the father’s attempt to make himself appear better to his son. Betrayed by his mother, and his girlfriend, and the last woman he trusted, Jordan developed gynophobia, making him untrusting of women. (I have nothing against woman, I just wanted to make my OC have gynophobia)

Distinguishing Features: Jordan’s skin is surprisingly soft and well-kept due to usage of the resources at his father’s penthouse.

Backstory: His father is a famous billionaire, but his son is a well-kept secret to the public (it’s Jordan’s wish). When Jordan was 4-years-old, his mother abandoned the family for unknown reasons, at least according to his father’s statements. Up until that point, she was the only person keeping him company in the penthouse. Jordan would spend his day calling his dad, but getting no response. After half a year, he knew better than to try that. Though the penthouse had several luxuries that a regular person would dream for, Jordan was alone and increasingly guilty, believing he did something that made his father stop loving him. Jordan couldn’t leave, as he was too young. The security guards were no fun, either. After a few years, Jordan’s father finally learned what his son was going through, and came up with a grand plan. He hired fired the old, bland tutor, and hired a younger woman. The new teacher essentially replaced Jordan’s mother, and he was happy again. His happiness shone outside, where it attracted the attention of a beautiful woman, who soon became his first girlfriend. However, Jordan’s father did not know of his son’s happiness due to work, only that his plan was going well. As established in the psychological profile, his father had the teacher interfere, destroying the relationship in a foul swoop. Jordan’s father then used that as a tool to reach out to his estranged son, wanting to make himself seem like a hero. He exposed those who wronged him, including the teacher, but it had the opposite effect of what he had in mind. After being left alone for almost 15 years by his father, Jordan was fed up. When the father returned to their penthouse, he gave a helping hand to his son. To Jordan, it appeared like an accept or die choice. Having realized everything he’s done wrong, Jordan‘s father sent him to Camp Waitiki to nurse any mental wounds, all of which were dealt by his own self.

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