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  ↦ What is your relationship with your family like?
  ↦ Where do you live? What's it like?
  ↦ How did you feel about highschool? Were you part of any clubs?
  ↦ What are your plans now that it's over?
  ↦ Do you have any prominent memories/stories? Anything embarrassing or traumatic?
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  ↦ Any secrets to declare?
  
  

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• ↦ There is no character limit, but please only submit as many characters as you can handle. Your first character should be submitted using CS #1, and any additional characters can use CS #2 (after the first is accepted). Feel free to use CS #1 for additional characters, even if you only add a few more sections-- the more developed characters are, the better!
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  ↦ There will be a Discord, I just have to set it up. I'd recommend joining as most of the OOC will happen there.
  ↦ While I hope to deal with sensitive topics in the RP, make sure you're using appropriate trigger warnings. Also, bigotry OOC will not be tolerated.
  ↦ For things to work, characters need to have fleshed out relationships with one another. Don't worry about this too much for now as we'll work things out later on, but keep it in mind!
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[teenage witch]

michelle

donahue

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  beautiful girl
  lovely dress
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  oh yes
• name:

  michelle eileen donahue

  
  
  

  nickname:

  chelle ; mimi ; seashell

  
  
  

  age:

  19

  
  
  

  d.o.b:

  21 / 05

  
  
  

  gender:

  cisfemale (she/her)

  
  
  

  sexuality:

  heterosexual

  
  
  

  occupation:

  cashier / maid

  
  
  

  face claim:

  nicola peltz

  
  
  

  height:

  5'5

  
  
  

  build:

  slim

  
  
  

  eyes:

  large, green

  
  
  

  hair:

  mid-length, naturally mousy brown but bleached (and therefore damaged). usually worn with barrettes. smells like green apple shampoo.

  
  
  

  style:

  lots of red, and lots of denim. plenty of leg and cleavage on display. tends to overdress, but favours oversized flannel shirts when she's alone.
• positive traits:

  outgoing ; energetic ; charismatic ; driven ; passionate ; witty ; independent ; maternal

  
  
  

  negative traits:

  self doubting ; closed minded ; can't dream big ; pessimistic ; sarcastic ; insecure

  
  
  

  summary:

  her father owns the gun store and her mother's a motel receptionist. michelle's the girl everyone wants to be or be with. highschool was the best thing that ever happened to her, so much so that she deliberately flunked her first senior year to live the experience all over again. queen of every dance, life of every party.
  she's a bitch, but you can't help feeling sorry for her.
  you've seen her stalking the halls at school like she owns the place, being crowned with a plastic tiara, jumping into her current boyfriend's car. you've seen her polished and perfect and pretty-in-pink. you've seen her laughing and joking and dancing and drinking.
  but you probably haven't seen her without her makeup on, trying to play the parent to her younger siblings, crying because she never wants to leave town but at the same time mourns the fact that she never will.

  
  
  

  likes:

  the colour red ; big sunglasses ; bright lipstick ; warm weather ; social events ; attention ; fast cars ; milkshakes ; sweet foods

  
  
  

  dislikes:

  takeaway pizza ; the smell of whiskey ; sitcom laugh tracks ; silence ; the sound of raised voices ; mess ; the thought of the future

  
  
  

  hobbies:

  cooking ; riding her bicycle ; scrap booking ; planning trips she could never afford ; altering clothes ; target practise

  
  
  

  headcanons:

  licking whipped cream from her fingertips and always ending up with a speck on her nose ; laying in the sun for hours even though she never tans ; singing to her younger siblings when they have the house to themselves ; acting pristine all day but rolling up her sleeves to scrub the bathroom when she gets home ; elaborate excuses for why she can't bring friends back to her place ; plastering her walls in photographs ; those fleeting moments where she laughs for real ; heart-shaped sunglasses ; signing notes with lipstick kisses ; collecting postcards ; heavy perfume ; cheap jewellery ; using her bra as an accessory
• have you always lived in town?

  "of course. we've been here for generations, and i'm sure that's not gonna change anytime soon. i love it here. it's got everything you need, and it's perfect."

  
  
  

  what is your relationship with your family like?

  "we're very tight-knit. nothing comes between the donahues! except, you know, alcohol. maybe whatever pills my mom takes. but me and my siblings, we're tight, at least. i've always wanted kids of my own but really, it's like i already have them. there's nate, he's the oldest. the youngest are the twins, they're four. in between there's daisy and joe. we've got another brother, he's older than me, but you don't wanna hear about him; he sure as hell doesn't wanna hear about us no more."

  
  
  

  where do you live?

  "it's weird, we're towards the outskirts of town. there's a couple of rooms above daddy's shop, though. think that's a maisonette, right? i don't know, sometimes he crashes there if he's workin' late. our house is nice, 'cause i keep it that way. it's my pride and joy, y'know? i'd like a bigger place though, with a garden and a white picket fence and all. maybe when i get married."

  
  
  

  how did you feel about highschool?

  "aw, you'll make me cry! seriously, if i could stay forever, i totally would. it was the best. i was in a bunch of clubs, too. hell, you're lookin' at a former head cheerleader here! then there was gymnastics, and volleyball, and... well, that's it actually. my daddy says bein' popular is it's own extra curricular, anyways."

  
  
  

  what are your plans now it's over?

  "i'm gonna get married! duh. i mean, once i've gotten engaged, but it won't be long now. then i'll probably help daddy with the store-- although not forever, 'cause he says girls don't know shit about guns so i can't take over when he retires. i'll stick around and see the kids through school, and maybe have my own. not maybe, i will, i just might wait a year or two. then... i don't know. what else is there, really?"

  
  
  

  any prominent memories?

  "gosh, i couldn't say. everything's been so memorable that i can't remember, how funny is that? maybe prom, the first one... oh? you meant bad? well, i... maybe when daddy broke the bottle and daisy cut her leg, that was scary. all sorted, though, easy. so i guess it's a bit of a nothing story. sorry."

  
  
  

  do you have any long-term goals?

  "i already told you, my very own house! it'll have roses in the garden, and a porch, and we can get a dog. i really want a dog. then, you know, a baby's a long-term plan. no, no career goals. y'know, being a good wife's a career. not that it's fashionable to say anymore. everyone laughs at me for thinkin' that, but i know."

  
  
  

  best memory?

  "oh, don't make me pick! i already told you about prom... maybe when my boyfriend asked me out. or the time i made nate's halloween costume all by myself and he was so thrilled, you shoulda seen his face. i like doin' nice things for people, makes me happy. so it's not really a selfless act, i guess, but who cares? that's not what's important."

  
  
  

  worst memory?

  "um... in ninth grade, it was picture day, and i got gum in my hair by accident. i was tryna put it behind my ear like violet. y'know, charlie and the chocolate factory? anyway, it sucked, i had to cut it all out. ruined ninth grade picture: worst memory. can we move on?"

  
  
  

  any secrets to declare?

  "what? i'm an open book, honey! don't look at me like that. i never did anythin' wrong, alright?"

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[teenage witch]

𝙖𝙧𝙞.

You've probably heard of Ayalla, but people don't talk so much about Arielle. Even now, two years after she went to college, Ari's still in her Queen-Bee-of-a sister's shadow. But she doesn't care.

Maybe you first met Ari because you wanted to get high but were too scared to meet a real dealer. Maybe it was a class project. Maybe she fell asleep at her desk and you were sweet enough to poke her awake before anybody noticed.

Usually clad in a flannel shirt or a denim jacket, with her hair unkempt and an open box of cereal in one hand, Ari's a very relaxed person. She's the one who talks people down when they're having a bad trip, the one who holds the drunk girl's hair away from the toilet bowl. Not exactly a 'mom friend', and far from responsible, but a good person.

Ari's got big dreams, dreams that Lockridge just can't contain.

 

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  NERISSA

  
  

  the weird one

  
  
  
  
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  full name:

  nerissa daphne granger.
  
  

  nickname:

  rissa. ( only allows close friends to use it ). hermione. ( will likely curse you out for using it ).
  
  

  age:

  eighteen. ( 18 ).
  
  

  date of birth:

  november 2. ( scorpio ).
  
  

  place of birth:

  lockridge. ( lived in portland for the last two years for her cancer treatment ).
  
  

  gender:

  cisfemale. ( feminine pronouns ).
  
  

  orientation:

  bisexual biromantic. ( in the closet ).
  
  

  occupation:

  unoccupied. ( started a youtube channel in freshman year and uploads videos twice a month ).
  
  
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  face claim:

  piper badaracco.
  
  

  height:

  5'1 ft. / 154 cm.
  
  

  weight:

  97 lbs. / 44 kg.
  
  

  build:

  petite. ( ectomorph ).
  
  

  eyes:

  chocolate brown. ( framed with thin lashes ). large.
  
  

  hair:

  short. ( ends brush her throat and curl around her ears ). often styles it with bangs and leaves it unruly. dark brown.
  
  

  complexion:

  pale. ( light freckles dusting her cheeks and shoulders ).
  
  

  modifications:

  she has a second piercing on her right ear, but she hardly wears earrings.
  
  

  notable features:

  plump cheeks. scar on chest. small hands.
  
  

  clothing:

  nerissa's style is completely dependent on her mood. she prefers to dress for comfort rather than to impress others: over-sized sweaters of all types of patterns and styles that consume her frame, denim shorts or overalls, and a pair of sneakers that she won't hesitate to dirty among the lockridge grounds.
  
  
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  ( + ) positive traits:

  cunning, honest, sharp tongued, steadfast, imaginative, intelligent, and purposeful.
  
  

  ( - ) negative traits:

  mordant, derisive, pessimistic, phlegmatic, independent, assertive, and eccentric.
  
  

  summary:

  for years, nerissa was nothing more than a lone figure in the hallway. in elementary, she scared her classmates with stories about ghosts and monsters that lived in your closet and under your bed. in middle school, she begged her teachers to discuss true crime stories, like ted bundy or the zodiac killer. in high school, she'd been no different, even creating a youtube channel called "granger's grave" to discuss myths, conspiracy theories, supernaturals, and crime stories.
  
  and then she was diagnosed with hodgkin's lymphoma the summer after ninth grade.
  
  the next thing she knew, everyone that had found her weird and downright creepy were up her ass, wishing she got better and praying for her recovery. suddenly, her locker at school was covered in flowers and cards. people complimented her appearance when she shaved her head for chemotherapy. nerissa was no longer the shadow, the lone figure.
  
  she liked to see the looks on their faces when she brandished her middle finger at their fake acts of kindness.
  
  ( it was particularly fun to burn the cards she'd received over a candle and watch them become nothing but meaningless ashes. )
  
  though nerissa beat her cancer months before the end of her senior year, she felt as if she lost the prime years of her life that she could've spent with the few close friends she had. so while her health isn't in the best condition, she certainly wasn't going to turn down a summer trip before they all left to college.
  
  after all, who was going to supply the endless horror stories and self-deprecating jokes without her?
  
  

  adores:

  true crime, conspiracy theories, supernaturals, neutral colors, apple juice ( particularly from the hospital ), inviting banter, greek mythology, frogs, and self-deprecating jokes.
  
  

  abhors:

  ass-kissers, being belittled, being called short or a child, cheese pizza, prolonged silences, religion, waking up early, realists, "get well soon" cards, feeling left out, and cancer ( though that's a given ).
  
  

  hobbies:

  using profane language, reading about conspiracy theories and crime stories, making youtube videos, and impulsively cutting her hair when it gets too long.
  
  
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  have you always lived in town? do you enjoy it?

  "not always. i left to portland in july i-don't-know-what-fucking-day to get cancer treatment at some decent rich people hospital. i missed lockridge, i guess."
  
  

  what is your relationship with your family like?

  "oh, it's just fucking fantastic. they used to be strict and treat me like a newborn without a brain, and now it's even worse. i get it, at least they care about me. i'm an only child so they only have to worry about my ass. but i'm not going to drop dead. they need to relax with the rules and the worrying."
  
  

  where do you live? what's it like?

  "in the nicer areas of town, i guess. two story-house, white picket fence, all that good stuff. it's fine. my parents have as much money as a small-town family can have, so i'm not complaining. the house has a little woods-y area in the back, so it's fun to just wander around and wait to get kidnapped."
  
  

  how did you feel about high school? were you part of any clubs?

  "it was boring as fuck. it almost makes me glad i missed two and a half years of it. everyone thought i was creepy and weird until i came to school with a shaved head, and then they were all up my ass about my cancer and health. and no, i wasn't in any clubs either. i'm just glad the teachers sent me all my work every year so i could still graduate."
  
  

  what are your plans now that it's over?

  "leave. travel the world. maybe raid area 51. i don't know when i'm going to get sick again or end up dying, so might as well make up for the last two years of my life. oh, and get famous on youtube."
  
  

  do you have any prominent memories/stories? anything embarrassing or traumatic?

  "my only sob story is my fucking cancer, so no, nothing traumatic. well, except for that time i was with friends and we bumped into one of those clowns that were hanging around in october a few years ago. fucking terrifying. i still wonder if he was a real murderer or not. would've made a cool story. embarrassing death, though."
  
  

  what are your long-term goals? career dreams?

  "dying. or getting abducted by an alien. or bit by a vampire. i've got endless possibilities."
  
  

  best memory?

  "getting to leave the hospital cancer-free, i guess. i don't have a lot of memories that could be fucking fantastic."
  
  

  worst memory?

  "either the day i went to school after i shaved my head for the chemo, or the day i was diagnosed with hodgkin's. imagine being told that you might die, and then you show up to a school full of a bunch of fake ass people worrying about your health when you didn't even exist in their eyes all these past years."
  
  

  any secrets to declare?

  "damn, you guys said screw the normal questions, let's get to the good shit. let me think of something. oh, i'm kind of afraid of death. like i know i'm going to die eventually and i make way too many jokes about it, but i'm not actually looking forward to the day it happens. people who don't give a shit about me are going to mourn, my parents won't have a kid, my youtube channel will be left hanging around. it's tough. oh and i regret not growing my hair into a mullet."
  
  

 

[PinkChiffon]

Isla Fisher

Isla "Fish" FIsher

Queer

Female, She/Her

Student

Just Vibing

Summary

Fish is the middle child for 7 siblings, which probably explains a fair bit about her. Her parents are fairly well known in the community. They are active members in their church, they attended practically every sporting event for the high school. Odds are at least one of their kids is on the team anyway. They went to the same high school as Fish, fell in love, and decided to put down roots. Her parents own and operate a small workshop towards the center of town. Odds are, most of the kitchen cabinets in the area were made by the Fisher's. They're good people.

Fish was the sort of kid you'd meet in practically every high school. She never really rolled with the popular crowd, yet it seemed like most people knew her. Maybe she let you copy her homework during biology, maybe she gave you a lift home when your ride bounced before you were out of practice. It could just be that her voice is very loud and tends to carry, so you've just been overhearing her conversations for the past few years. She has a bit of a reputation for being a bit of an airhead. Her siblings would tell you it's because she took one too many soccer balls to the dome. It's not that she's stupid, she gets average marks in class, it's mostly her inability to stay on task. Whatever you said to her five minutes ago, she's probably forgotten about it and is 5 topics ahead of you know.

Questions

↦ Have you always lived in town? Do you enjoy it?

Of course, I've always lived here, does anyone ever really leave the area? I like it enough. Everyone I care about is here, everything I know is here, I just feel like there's more for me somewhere else.

↦ What is your relationship with your family like?

We're thick as thieves for the most part. Sure the house is loud and chaotic most days, but you never feel alone. Not that you could ever really be alone at home. I'm one of 7, then there's mom and dad, and the dogs, of course. I'm probably closest to my younger sister, Maggie. She's 16 and is almost as cool as me. We're on the same soccer team and into a lot of the same stuff. I'm not as close with my oldest brother and sister. They're both a fair bit older than me and have families of their own now so I don't get to see them all that often.

↦ Where do you live? What's it like?

Do you know that bright orange house a few blocks from the school? Yeah, that's us. God that color is a w f u l, but my folks love it, and there isn't any changing their mind about it. It's a nice place, aside from the color. There's enough space for all of us, and it's close to the school and the center of town so I can't complain. The yard is easily the best part of the thing, though. Lots of area for the dogs, and for us to goof around when the weather is nice.

↦ How did you feel about highschool? Were you part of any clubs?

High school was great! I'm going to miss it for sure. Where else are you going to get to see all of your friends every day like that? Don't get me wrong, I'm excited to see what life has for me next, but I know there will be parts of this place that I'll think about when I'm older. I floated around a bunch of clubs, but I mostly stuck to soccer, art club, and theater. Well, theater tech. I had a knack for set and lighting design. You do NOT want to see me act, trust me, but I was one hell of a stage manager. I popped in and out of Italian club a few times, but it was mostly for the free food.

↦ What are your plans now that it's over?

College baby! I got an offer to play soccer at a district II school! I thought about staying local, but I think it's time I get out of here for a bit. No one can miss ya if you're always around, right? I'm majoring in biology, but I think I might pick up a concentration in microbiology. I haven't decided yet, but I've got time.

↦ Do you have any prominent memories/stories? Anything embarrassing or traumatic?

It was after a football game that we won, and there was a big bonfire at someone's place. It wasn't anything special, really. It was a chilly, crisp night. The fire was warm and the sky was clear. But I remember sitting by the fire with my drink, singing along to whatever song was playing and I just remember thinking 'Wow, we really having something good here.' As for embarrassing, how much time do you have? Probably one of the countless times I took a spill on my skates out in front of the school. Saying orgasm instead of organism during a presentation freshman year is still pretty fresh in my mind.

↦ What are your long-term goals? Career dreams?

I think I'd love to be a microbiologist. Maybe I'll come back to the area, study the algae blooms in the local water systems. Who knows for sure. I'll tell you what though, I'm not coming back to my parent's workshop. I love them, but I just can't stay here my whole life like they did.

↦ Best memory?

The day I got my athletics scholarship. I've never seen my parents more proud of me. I worked really hard all season and played my absolute heart out, so it was really satisfying to see it all pay off.

↦ Worst memory?

Oh my god, it was probably a few weeks after I got my driver's license. My mom let me take the truck to school, and as I was trying to park, I scarped the car next to me. I was mortified. I didn't even really know that girl whose car I hit, but she and all of her friends we right there as it happened. I still haven't lived that one down.

↦ Any secrets to declare?

I'll take them to my grave. Well, I mean, not really... I can't think of anything juicy. I was the one who put the fetal pig in Mr.Williams briefcase in 10th grade. To be faaaaair, he was talking a lot of smack about my brother who was a senior at the time, and he had just given me a C on my project so I feel like he had it coming.

Appearence

REALISTIC FC: Gabriella Wilde

HEIGHT: 5'10"

BUILD: Atheltic

EYES: Brown

HAIR: Blonde with a slight wave. Typically worn down, in a loose braid, or tied back with a scrunchie.

STYLE: Suburan dad but make it fashion. Pretty casual, she favors mid to dark wash denim, patterned shirts, flannel, and has been known to rock more than a few pairs of overalls.

Personality

POSITIVE TRAITS: Outgoing, friendly, confident, creative, a good moderator.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Little common sense, low impulse control, easily manipulated, easily upset, annoying.

LIKES: Science class, backyard football games, playing soccer, going camping, late-night drives, last minute plans.

DISLIKES: Hot weather, missing parties, storms, giving formal presentations, waking up early

HOBBIES: Soccer, rollerskating, playing the violin, theater.

© pasta

 

[teenage witch]

𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙮.

A lot of residents, particularly adults, never warmed to Enrique and his family for a number of reasons. First, they weren't native to Lockridge. Second, few of them attended church; in fact, Ricky's aunt set up shop near the motel offering her services as a psychic and a medium. Then of course, there's the fact that when they go to the store, they speak Spanish to one another.

Ricky was always something of a black sheep at school because he was weird. He painted his nails, he carried tarot cards, he was fascinated by insects. But he's a nice kid, and after the initial shock, the student body warmed to him in their teenage years. It did help that he switched from being awkward as a child to relatively good looking once he hit highschool; he isn't a freak anymore, he's just an eccentric.

Not that he ever noticed that people were nervous around him anyway. Most of the time, the kid's got his head in the clouds.

 

[teenage witch]

christian

hearst

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• if

  you like to gamble,
  i tell you: i'm your man
  you win some, lose some
  all the same to me
• name:

  christian lee hearst

  
  
  

  nickname:

  kit

  
  
  

  age:

  18

  
  
  

  d.o.b:

  05 / 09

  
  
  

  gender:

  cismale (he/him)

  
  
  

  sexuality:

  bisexual

  
  
  

  occupation:

  trainee mechanic

  
  
  

  face claim:

  jeremy allen white

  
  
  

  height:

  6'2

  
  
  

  build:

  stocky

  
  
  

  eyes:

  blue, with prominent bags

  
  
  

  hair:

  golden brown and perpetually untidy

  
  
  

  style:

  simplistic; he basically throws on a pair of jeans and whichever clean shirt is on the top of the laundry pile
• positive traits:

  courageous ; honest ; observant ; analytical ; independent ; never lets a debt go unpaid

  
  
  

  negative traits:

  impulsive ; reckless ; prone to random aggression ; cynical ; arrogant ; disruptive ; generally mean

  
  
  

  summary:

  usually late for class and stinking of cigarette smoke, kit was always something of a wild card. anger management issues and a whole range of addictions made the guy into little more than wrath in the shape of a young man.
  he seems to have gotten a little better this past year, since he had to repeat after a brief stint in juvenile detention. maybe he's found god like he claims, or maybe he's smarter than he looks and he knows that if he gets into shit again, he'll be headed straight for jail.
  kit's the one you go to for drugs, or alcohol, or a fight. sometimes you don't have to go looking for the latter; if kit's in the right mood, he'll bring the fight to you and there's nothing you can do to deter him. it's no surprise that people are a little wary of him, but they keep him around for when they need him, and some people really do believe he has the facility to change.
  which is sweet, if misguidedly idealistic.

  
  
  

  likes:

  graphic novels ; rock music ; card games ; betting ; cheap vodka ; roll-up cigarettes ; stirring the metaphorical pot ; cars

  
  
  

  dislikes:

  authority figures ; losing ; being made to feel inferior ; reading ; attending church ; apologising ; movies (short attention span) ; expectations ; upsetting his mother

  
  
  

  hobbies:

  working on old cars ; card tricks ; boxing ; household diy (seriously, ask the guy to put up a shelf and he's happy)

  
  
  

  headcanons:

  bruised knuckles ; split lips ; that knowing half-smile, half smirk ; unnecessary use of expletives ; untied laces ; ripped jeans ; frayed hems ; never sitting through a film all the way to the end ; randomly complimenting people ; clicking his tongue when he knows you're lying ; never being able to resist stopping to pet a dog ; somehow making grease from cars streaked across his cheeks into a fashion statement ; humming when he thinks nobody can hear
• have you always lived in town?

  "yup, all my fuckin' life. it's cool, though. i mean, anywhere you go, the people are gonna be basically the same. at least it's picturesque or whatever 'round this shithole."

  
  
  

  what is your relationship with your family like?

  "god, my ma's a damn saint, you'll never meet a woman like her. my dad's not bad either. my brothers are fuckin' idiots, but most guys their age are. i got two sisters, one's an angel 'cause she's only little but the other's growin' into a real bitch. i love 'em, though. i'd give my life for any of 'em."

  
  
  

  where do you live?

  "our house is just 'round the corner from the shop, or the garage-- whatever you wanna call it. it's not an expensive place, but ma's really proud of it, an' i help her make improvements or whatever. she's obsessed with those stupid fuckin' shows, like uh, grand designs. it's a good place. bit crowded, maybe."

  
  
  

  how did you feel about highschool?

  "not really for me, believe it or not. still, i wanted to graduate. i mean even if i didn't want to, my parents would never have let me just drop. like anywhere, you get good people an' bad people. it's just that 'round here, the bad people are the fuckin' worst. but they aren't always who you expect, y'know? yeah, you like that? i'm fuckin' cryptic, mysterious."

  
  
  

  what are your plans now it's over?

  "stick around an' work with dad. try to stay outta trouble."

  
  
  

  any prominent memories?

  "think we all remember when i floored that fucker last year. knocked one of his teeth out-- i know that 'cause it was briefly in my fuckin' knuckle. that's a pretty prominent memory. good times."

  
  
  

  do you have any long-term goals?

  "take over the shop, i guess? i don't know, i'm not goin' anywhere if that's what you mean. maybe eventually i'll get an engine for the car i've been workin' on."

  
  
  

  best memory?

  "probably when i found out i was gettin' out of juvie early, and that they were gonna let me back into school, too. ma threw this huge dinner, like it was christmas or somethin'. it was pretty neat, i guess, that everyone cared that much. not everyone, maybe, but the people who matter."

  
  
  

  worst memory?

  "when i got arrested. i come home from the party and i'm like, shit, but i go to bed anyway. next thing i know the cops are at the door an' ma's screaming and cryin' and my brothers are cussin' out the deputy. it was ma that really hit hard, though. i'll never forget her face when they cuffed me. hope i never make her sad like that again."

  
  
  

  any secrets to declare?

  "we'll lighten shit up, hey? i got a good one for you: my favourite movie's mamma mia. still no idea how it ends, but i fuckin' love abba. hey, there's another secret. i fuckin' love abba. when i talk to girls i chat 'em up with abba lyrics an' i've never been caught out so far. bitches just think i'm some kinda poet."

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code by valen t.

 

[teenage witch]

delphine

cabot

• .
• .
• .
• .

• do

  i need to lie
  to make my way in life?
  high achiever, don't you see?
  baby, nothing comes for free
• name:

  delphine rosalie cabot

  
  
  

  nickname:

  elfie ; della

  
  
  

  age:

  18

  
  
  

  d.o.b:

  14 / 02

  
  
  

  gender:

  cisfemale (she/her)

  
  
  

  sexuality:

  heterosexual

  
  
  

  occupation:

  freelance tutor

  
  
  

  face claim:

  jessica sula

  
  
  

  height:

  5'4

  
  
  

  build:

  lithe

  
  
  

  eyes:

  dark brown and doe-like

  
  
  

  hair:

  brown, usually worn loose but occasionally fixed into a bun for ballet

  
  
  

  style:

  modest, with lots of pastels and statement jewellery
• positive traits:

  friendly ; intelligent ; diligent ; generous ; well-spoken ; gentle ; loyal

  
  
  

  negative traits:

  people-pleaser ; over worked ; critical ; easily frustrated ; rarely satisfied ; dishonest

  
  
  

  summary:

  delphine is something of a unique case in terms of lockridge residents; her parents are natives, but they have jobs much further afield, and rarely spent time at home. she was mostly raised by her grandmother, a kind but severe woman, and is your typical cliche of a good girl trying to rebel.
  rebel might be a strong word. she went to a party, took one drag from a cigarette, had a coughing fit, and was in bed before nine o'clock. but she's trying, at least.
  elfie's a nice girl under a lot of pressure. even now, with her college offers secured, she's come to realise that she'll never be able to calm down. so she's hoping to have one summer where she can find out who she really is, instead of being who everyone else wants her to be.

  
  
  

  likes:

  literature ; cartoons ; classical music ; sushi ; fruity cocktails ; animals ; gel pens ; organisation ; church hymns

  
  
  

  dislikes:

  academic pressure ; mathematics ; high heels (loves them on other people, but feels like they make her look like a newborn deer) ; lemons ; ballet ; feeling left out

  
  
  

  hobbies:

  writing (she's working on a play) ; watching old movies ; baking ; swimming

  
  
  

  headcanons:

  hoarding junk food ; grazed knees from sneaking out ; clear lipgloss ; taking notes with forensic precision but doodling in the margins ; chewing her pens ; never being able to sit still for long ; moving as though every step she takes has been choreographed ; quoting shows like south park by mistake and then denying she's ever seen them ; blushing when somebody curses around her ; stuttering when she gets excited
• have you always lived in town?

  "yes! briefly i actually lived with my aunt and uncle, because they had a better school in the area, but by middle school i was back in lockridge. grandmother told me father that if i worked hard, the school didn't matter at all. besides, it's not so bad, they're just perfectionists. i like it here, all my friends are here. it's home."

  
  
  

  what is your relationship with your family like?

  "well my parents actually don't spend a lot of time in lockridge because they work so much, but we're very close; i text them constantly, and we make sure to video call at least once a week. mother sends so many pictures and postcards and souvenirs too, so i feel closer to her through that. my grandmother is very important to me: she raised me."

  
  
  

  where do you live?

  "it's a little embarrassing, but i'd say our house is one of the biggest, if you don't take into account the mayor's. everybody always begged me to host a party, but my family are awfully particular. it's a nice house, though, it's just a little big considering i'm an only child."

  
  
  

  how did you feel about highschool?

  "it was wonderful! my cohort are all so lovely, and my teachers were fantastic too. i like to keep busy, you know? so i directed a play in my junior year, that was amazing, but i couldn't do it again because it was so time consuming. i started a debate club, and did model un... there was mathletes, and volunteering, and chastity club-- that one was more because grandmother loves our town's church, and i promised i'd join to show some support. then i also wanted to start a support group for our students who might be struggling, but nobody took it seriously. i think kit came once, and i thought he was going to open up, but then he just told me that the whole idea was 'gay', and spat in the bin, and left. so it fell apart a little. sorry, i've rambled!"

  
  
  

  what are your plans now it's over?

  "i'm going to cambridge. yes, in england. it's not the top rated school for mathematics, and we have better colleges in the us, but i just fancied a change of scenery, you know? anyway, i'm deferring, so i won't be going until next year. in the mean time, i might travel a bit. i've always wanted to go to paris. but then, i think everyone says that."

  
  
  

  any prominent memories?

  "it was michelle's sweet sixteenth, and i'd been helping her with some homework so she invited me. i told my grandmother we were studying. anyway, somebody gave me a shot -- i want to say it was rum? -- and challenged me. i always accept a challenge. or i did: after i'd had two shots, i spent the next hour over the toilet bowl. everyone thought it was funny, though, and it did make me feel sort of included. wow, that really sounds pathetic, right?"

  
  
  

  do you have any long-term goals?

  "mathematics degree, and then a masters, and then a doctorate. i haven't decided if i'll use my first degree to specialise, though. i've got time to think things through."

  
  
  

  best memory?

  "recently? when i got my university offer, of course! my parents were so excited they actually booked time off work, and we all went to england to visit the campus together. it was the longest i've spent with them both as a unit since... i don't know, my sweet sixteenth. which was basically a dinner party."

  
  
  

  worst memory?

  "the second time i tried to do shots, and i threw up on somebody. she's graduated and moved town, but i will never forget the look on her face. i suppose it isn't quite so funny when it ruins your new shoes. i just felt so awful, literally and metaphorically."

  
  
  

  any secrets to declare?

  "do we have confidentiality? alright. i hate mathematics. i don't want to teach it, or become an architect or an engineer or a scientist or anything of the sort. i love the theatre, and i love acting and directing, and i hate ballet. at night, i climb out of my window to go out-- you can use this lattice on the wall as a sort of ladder. when i lost my virginity, i kept going to chastity club and lying and i even made these stupid pins and leaflets to hand out and i saw him in the hallway while i was preaching abstinence and i nearly died, it was so humiliating. i'm a fraud, that's my big secret... sorry, rambling, again. i was joking, by the way, about all of that. don't tell anyone."

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code by valen t.

 

[LittleCal]

—soda pop

—JACKSON WALKER.

CW: suicide, drugs, & guns.

You don't know Jackson personally-- you try not to, anyway. You used to know him, back when he didn’t have that thousand-yard stare in his eyes that always seems to be half-fixed on you whenever you look his way. That was years ago, though. Sixth grade, his parents split and he moved with his mom to Hillsboro. Eleventh grade, a different Jackson Walker in the same skin moved back in with his dad.

Now, all you know are the rumors, the whispers traded back and forth in the hallways when the coast is clear, but based on what you remember of him, none of them could possibly be true.
—He only moved back because he got hooked on drugs and they expelled him.
—Mrs. Metz tried to nail him for skipping out of detention and he pulled a knife on her.
—Swear on my life, I saw a hollow point fall out of his bag one day.
—I heard he moved back because his mom killed herself.
—He’s watching me. I feel like I’m going crazy but it’s like he’s always watching me.

You still try to be his friend anyway-- to be one of the good ones. Just in case he decides one day he can’t take it anymore.

—and ritalin

 

[sophie.]

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• blair paek
  why are looking at me like that?
  

  take a picture
• 11:34
  Monday, September 14

  
  

  
  

  MICHUUL.

  
  

  Duckwrth
  an XTRA UUGLY Mixtape

  
  

  Calendar Reminder
  you owe kit 20!!!

  
  

  name

  
  blair paek
  
  

  nickname

  
  you don't need a nickname, it's one syllable already.
  
  

  age

  
  eighteen
  
  

  gender & pronouns

  
  male, he/him
  
  

  sexual orientation

  
  gay
  
  

  birthday

  
  january twelfth
  
  

  occupation

  
  church pianist
  
  

  faceclaim

  
  kim junsu
  
  

  height

  
  6'1"
  
  

  build

  
  lanky, non athletic
  
  

  eyes

  
  brown
  
  

  hair

  
  dark brown, often slightly too long and in need of a haircut
  
  

  scars

  
  none
  
  

  body mods

  
  none, needles are scary
  
  

  style

  
  casual mixed with LA streetwear - lots of boxy tees, jeans and long jackets
  
  

  notable features

  
  super clear skin - no matter what he eats, drinks or smokes, nothing seems to fuck up his complexion.
  
  
  
  
  
• 
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  have you always lived in town? do you enjoy it?

  
  "no - i lived in the city until tenth grade. it's alright, but i miss having all the good food choices. i sleep better, though! the cars don't whiz by your house at 3am."
  
  

  What is your relationship with your family like?

  
  "it's great! only because they don't know half the shit about me. if they knew their son was a gay, art loving, unpopular kid, they'd blow a gasket. for now, they think i'm a model student with honor-roll friends. for holidays, i manage to convince michelle or elphie to be my pseudo-girlfriend."
  
  

  where do you live? what's it like?

  
  "downtown. it's the less-developed, cuter area in town. the further north, the further it starts to look like jeff bezos's dollhouse."
  
  

  How did you feel about highschool? were you part of any clubs?

  
  "I'm literally the most average student to exist. i keep good grades, but all my classes are relatively easy anyways. i'm on the trivia team though - it's basically highschool jeopardy with occasional competition. lockridge has literally never won, but i love all of them. we have a fun time, and our advisor buys us pizza.
  
  

  What are your plans now that it's over?

  
  "state college! i'm going in undecided. i hope i can knock a few gen-eds out of the way and quietly switch over to the studio-art program without my parents noticing. they'll be mad when they find out, but they'd turn around eventually... right?"
  
  

  Do you have any prominent memories/stories? Anything embarrassing or traumatic?

  
  "oh god.. first day of school after i moved here, i got to school in a button down and a long jacket - kids wouldn't stop staring. it was just a LONG JACKET... immediately, kids starting calling me gay. i mean, they were right, but it didn't help. let's just say i stopped wearing that jacket to school. i still dress better than cargo shorts and patagonia, though."
  
  

  What are your long-term goals? Career dreams?

  
  "artist. dumb, right? making little-to-nothing in a studio apartment in portland. most people think it sounds terrible, but it's exactly where i want to be."
  
  

  best memory?

  
  "AP studio art, getting a 5! my parents didn't care, as long as my other grades were good. but it was one of the most rewarding moments of my life. it made me feel like i actually had a chance to pursue art."
  
  

  worst memory?

  
  "homophobia. that's all i'll say. read between the lines, and double the severity. that's my worst memory."
  
  

  Any secrets to declare?

  
  "i hooked up with a "straight" boy on the football team. stereotypical, right? he had the most shit to talk about me until we ended up in the same room together - alone. the closeted queens are always the most homophobic."
  
• positive traits

  
  - creative
  - insightful
  - funny
  - confident
  - social
  - playful
  
  

  negative traits

  
  - idealistic
  - cowardly
  - scatterbrained
  - vain
  - gullible
  - liar
  
  

  summary

  
  strict family's little "angel." with some kind of ungodly luck, blair manages to make his family proud while doing the bare-minimum and secretly disappointing them daily. being gay, smoking and skipping class doesn't fly in any household, but especially a strict korean household. with his ability to lie and smile through bullshit, blair should have found a calling as an actor. since childhood, he'd been doing this - but especially after he moved. it just happened to be so easy in a small town where no one gave a shit anyway. it seemed like a message from mother nature - saying "go on, be stupid!"
  
  somehow, he managed to graduate without his parents finding out about everything he did. all they saw was As and Bs and their smiling son up on the stage as he received his diploma. now, it was off to art school! he hopes his parents won't hate him when they find out.
  

  likes

  
  - art
  - quiet
  - slow, chill music
  - long car rides
  - cafe dates
  - chai tea
  - new paint
  
  

  dislikes

  
  - stupid highschool boys
  - yelling
  - green vegetables
  - clowns
  - snow/rain storms
  - rules
  - structure
  
  

  hobbies

  
  - painting
  - drawing
  - biking around town
  - going to cafes
  
  
  

coded by weldherwings.

 

[sophie.]

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• thelma von baier
  there's no going back
  

  taste the revolution
• 11:34
  Monday, September 14

  
  

  
  

  Rebel Girl

  
  

  Bikini Kill
  Pussy Whipped

  
  

  Calendar Reminder
  birth control, bitch

  
  

  name

  
  thelma von baier
  
  

  nickname

  
  t, thel, baier
  
  

  age

  
  eighteen
  
  

  gender & pronouns

  
  femme nonbinary, she/they but mostly uses she/her
  
  

  sexual orientation

  
  bisexual
  
  

  birthday

  
  october twenty first
  
  

  occupation

  
  barista
  
  

  faceclaim

  
  heather baron gracie
  
  

  height

  
  5'3"
  
  

  build

  
  slim build, non athletic
  
  

  eyes

  
  hazel - she hates it when people act like their eyes change color
  
  

  hair

  
  natural brunette, dyed black and cropped above her shoulders. often styled in some spiky and fun way.
  
  

  scars

  
  patella stabilizing surgery, from when she was a soccer girl
  
  

  body mods

  
  four ear piercings in each ear, nose ring, a bunch of tattoos on her arms (spent all her work money on them)
  
  

  style

  
  very modern punk - black and muted tones, mixing of fabrics and textures to create something unusual
  
  

  notable features

  
  signature red eyeshadow - no matter the look, thelma wears some shade of red eyeshadow.
  
  
  
  
  
• 
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  have you always lived in town? do you enjoy it?

  
  "yep! been here all my life. i have this weird relationship with lockridge - i would move in a heartbeat, but i have such a connection to all the things here. it sounds stupid, but i'll totally cry when i can't see my coffee regulars every morning."
  
  

  what is your relationship with your family like?

  
  "my parents are actually pretty amazing. you wouldn't expect it when looking at me, but my relationship with my family is really great. like - family dinners every night kind of great. my friends used to make fun of me for it, but now they show up to my house begging my mom for a plate of her food. not everyone has an amazing family - so my parents have kinda adopted whoever turns up. we always have a couch to sleep on."
  
  

  where do you live? what's it like?

  
  "we live towards the center of town. it's an old house, but massive. it was my great-great-great-whatever-the-fuck's estate, but eventually they all died and it was left to my father. when we were little, my friends and i would act like 1930's detectives and prance around the house like it was a game of clue."
  
  

  how did you feel about highschool? were you part of any clubs?

  
  "highschool and me never quite got along. teachers either love me or hate me - there's no grey area. i was an honors-slacker, doing just enough to keep my grades afloat and cutting the extra fluff out. the only classes I NEVER skipped were my british literature courses and my european history class. as for clubs, you're looking at a speech and debate state champion! nothing makes a prep boy shit his pants more than an argumentative and well-read punk."
  
  

  what are your plans now that it's over?

  
  "i'm actually gonna take a gap year to travel. after that, i'd love to go to college for english or something like that. but for now, i'm planning on getting shitfaced in london, eat cheese in paris, and club in amsterdam."
  
  

  do you have any prominent memories/stories? anything embarrassing or traumatic?

  
  "oh god. my whole eighth grade year was embarrassing. after i fucked my knee in soccer, i had to find new hobbies and interests. as i strayed away from the sporty-crew, i started dying my hair crazy colors and wearing old band t-shirts. i didn't make any friends for most of the year - thank god i grew into the style in highschool. i wouldn't call it traumatic - but it kinda sucked, being the butt of all the jokes for a year. the only other time i would call mildly traumatic was coming out - my family supported my relationship with gender and sexuality, but to say the community did was a fat lie. luckily, my friends are rad."
  
  

  what are your long-term goals? career dreams?

  
  'this is gonna sound terrible - but i don't really know. i hate sounding like some kind of rich snobby kid, but i know i'll be financially stable, no matter what i do. maybe i'll be an english teacher - i want to be the role-model that my own teachers were for other people."
  
  

  best memory?

  
  "winning debate state champ this past year. after i won, i bought a fat spliff off kit and celebrated. i had never really won anything - it felt like my first step towards adulthood."
  
  

  worst memory?

  
  "dislocating my knee and ruining my patella in seventh grade. i'm happy for all the changes that have been made since then, but i can't help but think about who i would have been if i never hurt myself so bad."
  
  

  any secrets to declare?

  
  "fuck, really? ok. i think i might be a borderline-alcoholic. i could like - stop at any time, i guess. i just don't want to."
  
• positive traits

  
  - adventurous
  - weirdly helpful
  - charismatic
  - open-minded
  - confident
  - persistent
  
  

  negative traits

  
  - holds grudges
  - quarrelsome
  - impulsive
  - lazy
  - vulgar
  - unknowingly very privileged
  
  

  summary

  
  when looking at thelma, you'd expect a mean person. daddy issues, insecure, and pompous. due to some accident of nature, thelma was born to two very loving, tech-savvy parents. she was brought up with a great education, a loving environment, and creative outlets that made her the kind of person people liked to hang around with. she lived in a massive house, previously owned by the grandfather, and her parents were high-end computer programmers. basically - thelma never knew struggle until around 13.
  
  after hurting her leg in a soccer accident, thelma basically changed her identity. her upbeat and witty attitude remained the same, but moved to a punked-out, intimidating body. she got along with basically anyone willing to take the time to learn to like her - and she wasn't hard to like. but - with little plans for life, and the ability to HAVE little plans for life, thelma can easily get on people's nerves. she's incredibly nonchalant about her wealth, and sometimes forgets that not everyone is as lucky as her.
  
  

  likes

  
  - shitty energy drinks
  - vices she shouldn't have at 18
  - vegan food
  - rainy days
  - nights in with friends
  - nights out with friends
  - putting on fun makeup
  
  

  dislikes

  
  - judgement
  - steak
  - being bored
  - being lonely
  - modern fiction
  - showtunes
  - cleaning
  
  

  hobbies

  
  - electric guitar
  - writing poetry/short stories
  - doing makeup on friends (specifically ones that don't like it)
  - girl/boy hopping
  
  
  

coded by weldherwings.

 

[illegallyblonde]

─not-so-fancy placeholder for now.​

 

[LittleCal]

and i only sink deeper

—EMORY BUNKER.
Oh, you know Emory, alright-- if not personally, then by reputation. He was all over the place last year: art club, marching band, the school paper, debate club, and honor society, all while sneaking in the occasional shift at the gas station, owned by his dad, to get a little extra money on the side. (One time you overheard someone ask him when he even slept. He just laughed at that, a little bit too hard.)

And even if you don't know any of that, you know his thousand-watt smile, and the way that he has a reputation for settling arguments. Sure, he wasn't perfect at anything he took part in; and sure, he always seemed a little stressed, a little anxious, a little out of place. But if anyone was guaranteed a way out this town, it was Emory, just because he had so many options at his fingertips.

Well. Until last fall.

Late in September, Rudy Bunker got rushed to the hospital. A stroke, if the word around town is to be trusted. He lived, but he lost a lot in the process. Emory and his little sister Aleah got pulled out of school for a few weeks, to help out while he was in physical therapy and while their house was getting rebuilt to accommodate his wheelchair. All of that to say, when Emory came back, no one was really surprised that he let everything drop. No more clubs, no more good grades… He threw everything he had into helping the family business stay afloat. (You overheard someone ask about that, too. He just shrugged and said, Family comes first.)

You’re just glad he’s coming along this summer. He deserves a few months where he’s not worrying about someone else.

the deeper i think

 

[kashbambi]

JONATHAN TUCKER LENNOX

jt doesn’t exist in the high school social hemisphere anymore. he took his bow à la expulsion and it’s all went downhill from there. he’s a truant, a depressive, a specter often found behind the counter of the liquor store he definitely isn’t old enough to work out. a while ago, he had promise and half the school wrapped around his skinny keef-dusted fingers but then things happen and now everyone avoids him like the plague. he’s a cute guy, likeable too, but whatever’s behind those emerald eyes died freshman fucking year.

 

[BracedJupiter72]

lockridge.

you probably have seen her around school, maybe by herself, with a friend, with a new guy, or maybe you just know about her from the rumours. a group of guys spread a rumour that she did things to them for money, you know what "things" means, and so does the rest of the student population. word travelled fast and pretty soon almost every resident knew about what was going on. people started texting her and DMing her with hate messages, messages offering money in return for her services, messages asking if it was true. it's not like anybody would believe her if she denied it, so she just decided to roll with it, you know make some money on the side.

probably one of the worst decisions courtney ever made.

.01

her and her father moved into town after her parents split up, her father obviously got custody of her. since they no longer have a second source of income they had to move to a more affordable area, that are being lockridge. her and her dad both got a job, her dad at some deli, and she got one as a pharmacist. because she has work she doesn't have time to do homework, she just barley passed. no one really seems to notice how much stress she's under, but since schools out it's like a weight has been lifted off her shoulders.

things could be worse for piper.

.02

NAME: Courtney Peletier
NICKNAME: Court
AGE: 18
GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cisgender(She/Her)
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Pansexual
BIRTHDAY: June 12th
OCCUPATION: None

REALISTIC FC: Hunter Schafer

HEIGHT: 5'7
BUILD: Slim
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Mid-length, Blonde with pink ends and she usually wears it down
STYLE: Courtneys style is very pop princess meets e-girl. She often wears skirts or dresses, and most of her wardrobe is defined by bold purples, baby pinks and plaid check bottoms.

POSITIVE TRAITS: Forgiving, amusing, spontaneous, loving, care free, willing to do what needs to be done
NEGATIVE TRAITS: Blunt, insecure, irresponsible, materialistic, disobedient, she doesn't know when to say no, she doesn't know when to quit
LIKES: Feminine clothing, indie pop, any type of alcohol she can get her hands on, a good competition, cute backpacks
DISLIKES: Losing, being taken advantage of, this town, any type of insect
HOBBIES: Photography, shopping, arts and crafts, collecting backpacks

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NAME: Piper Bach
NICKNAME: Prefers Piper
AGE: 19
GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cisgender(She/Her)
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
BIRTHDAY: February 16th
OCCUPATION: Pharmacist

REALISTIC FC: Taylor Russell
HEIGHT: 5'5
BUILD: Athletic
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Long curly black har that reaches her lower back. She usually wears it up, just to keep it out of her face.
STYLE: Most of the time you can find her in a nice skinny jean with a t-shirt and a jacket, she doesn't like the bright colours so she sticks for more white, greys, browns, blacks. Things like that.
POSITIVE TRAITS: Bright, determined, reliable, selfless, persuasive
NEGATIVE TRAITS: Buzz kill, petty, anxious. she has a tendency to over look the negatives and fixate on the positives in situations, and in people.
LIKES: Reading, horror movies, autumn, her job
DISLIKES: The summer time, disobedience, green jello, narcissistic people, the smell of the rain
HOBBIES: Studying, baking (although she is terrible at it), playing the piano

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  Name: briana dennis
  
  Nickname: bri
  
  Age: 18
  
  Gender & Pronouns: cisfemale, she/her
  
  Sexuality: bicurious
  
  Birthday: july 17
  
  Occupation: part-timer at the only mexican restaurant in town
  
  
  
  Face Claim: eden chanel
  
  Height: 5'6"
  
  Build: slim
  
  Eyes: hazel
  
  Hair: deep red
  
  Body Mods: n/a
  
  Style: comfy casual
  
  Notable Features: her right foot is a prosthetic due to a birth defect
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Positive Traits: energetic, bright, outgoing
  
  Negative Traits: selfish, unfriendly, judgmental
  
  Summary: Briana's mother died from birth complications, forcing her father into single parenthood. A defect caused her to walk with a limp until she was able to get a prosthetic foot in middle school. Money is always tight and she's never left the state of Oregon. A complicated concoction of insecurities transformed Briana into a full-fledge mean girl by the time she reached high school, and she wore the title well. Fighting with teachers, ruling over her friends, and picking on the ugly kids gave her a sense of power she didn't have in other areas of her life. Until graduation rolled around and she realized how alone she was.
  
  Now, getting ready for college across the country, Bri has realized it's time to tone it down. While still not exactly pleasant to be around, her fun spirit has finally earned her some true friends. But she hasn't fully faced the music of what she's done in high school, and karma is bound to come around sooner or later.
  
  Likes: candy, knick-knacks, shy people
  
  Dislikes: video games, complaining, maps
  
  Hobbies: roller skating
  
  
  
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  Have you always lived in this town? Have you enjoyed it?:
  
  Briana scoffed, leaning forward so her chin rested on her hands. Her eyes appeared to be ablaze. "Yes, I've always been here. There's no way you could miss me. And no, I don't fucking enjoy it. Honest to God I probably would have thrived better in Florida, even." She said, leaning back so she could cross her legs. "But I guess knowing the same people your entire life has its perks. Could you imagine having to start over with someone new in your life every day? I'd rather people already know about me before they meet me."
  
  
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  "my burning sun will someday rise
  so what am i gonna be doin' for a while?
  said, i'm gonna play with myself
  show them now we've come off the shelf"
  
  
  
  
  

code by Stardust Galaxy​

 

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• -- BASICS --
  name: margot jean leblanc
  nickname(s): maggie, mags
  age: nineteen
  gender + pronouns: cisfemale, she/her
  sexual orientation: bisexual
  birthday: august 1st
  occupation: usher at the local movie theater
  
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  faceclaim: lydia graham
  height: 5'7
  build: slim
  eyes: a murky green, almost hazel
  hair: a shoulder-length, black shag that she forgets to brush
  body mods: a tiny stick-and-poke tattoo on the bottom of her foot of the ripndip cat, lord nermal
  style: skater - lots of baggy t-shirts, bucket hats, loose-fitting pants, and sneakers
  notable features: the dusting of freckles on her face as well as a small birthmark on her right cheekbone
  
  
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  positive traits: adventurous - margot is always up for doing something fun, whether it be going on an impromptu roadtrip or egging the principal's house at 1am. ; curious - some may call it nosiness, but margot prefers the term 'curiousity.' she's always looking for answers to the inexplicable. she's 11/10 the person you would want with you when exploring a haunted house. ; easygoing - margot doesn't really get stressed out. her constant state is half-asleep. it takes a lot to get her mad, and even then, the best she can muster is vaguely inconvenienced. ; funny - margot is always cracking jokes whether it's a good time to or not. she can't really help it. in a way, being funny is her coping mechanism. her thought process is just: social anxiety? no thanks. i'll tell a really bad dad joke instead. ; resourceful - if you need someone to set a broken bone with sticks and shoelaces, margot's your girl. she's good at making do with what she has in an emergency. ; witty - margot can think on her feet like no one else. on the fly, she can come up with anything from a comeback to a lie to get out of trouble.
  negative traits: blunt - some may see margot as rude because of how brutally honest she can be at times. really, she just says the first thing that comes to mind and doesn't take other's feelings into consideration. ; immature - margot is middle school boy-level immature. she laughs at the word 'penis' and likes to play pranks on poor, unsuspecting people. ; impulsive - if margot's friends jumped off a cliff and it looked like fun, she would most definitely do it too. 'consequence' isn't even in her vocabulary. she's a bit of an adrenaline junkie, as well, which doesn't necessarily help her case any. ; lazy - margot takes easygoing to a whole new level. despite her thrill-seeking tendencies, she'd be just as happy to nap away the afternoon as she would go swimming with sharks. she would make a horrible college roommate. she would never do the dishes. ; sarcastic - sometimes margot's jokes border on rude, and she has to remind herself that not everyone's skin is as thick as hers. nearly everything that comes out of her mouth is some variation of sarcasm. do yourself a favor and don't take anything she takes seriously. ; stubborn - once margot gets something into her head, she must do it. she hates the word 'no.' if she's told not to do something, it'll only make her more determined to follow through with it.
  
  
  summary: no one really knows where the leblancs came from. they aren't french, that's for sure. the family showed up in lockridge at the start of margot's sixth grade year, which she failed and was forced to repeat. it's not that she wasn't smart. she just forgot that she had homework and took one too many naps in class. teachers hated margot, but her fellow students loved her. despite her mysterious past, she was friendly and made them laugh. it didn't take long for her to be dubbed the 'class clown,' the proof of which lives on forever in the senior class yearbook.
  in reality, the leblanc blood line goes back to the man that invented cheese balls, and the family is swimming in wealth. after a lawsuit arose surrounding mr. leblanc's car dealership in pennsylvania, he threw a dart at a map, packed the family up, and moved to lockridge. leblanc isn't even their real last name. it's actually jones. margot does a good job keeping the family secret because there's no good way to explain things and keep her friends. to the town of lockridge, she's just the daughter of a computer salesman and a reclusive housewife. that sure beats being known as a cheese ball heiress. that would totally throw off her cool, tomboy vibe.
  
  
  
  likes: energy drinks, foggy nights, greasy fast food, low budget horror movies, men's xl hawaiian shirts, 90's music, old cartoons, the smell of gasoline, scare houses, weird-looking dogs that drool too much
  dislikes: daytime talk shows, hot weather, math, most adults, the name 'tyler', occasions that call for dressing nice (especially weddings), people that drive too slow, the rice cakes her mother eats that she's sometimes forced to eat too, steven spielberg movies
  quirks: margot has a large sock collection; when she was nine, margot was diagnosed with adhd; margot disappears every once in a while, but either no one notices or no one cares. she always comes back, though, so it's okay; margot can't pronounce the word 'anemone.'
  
  
  
  hobbies: banging erratically on the drum set in her attic and calling herself a drummer, causing general mayhem, skateboarding, testing her lung capacity with cheap cigarettes, watching unsolved murder documentaries
  headcanons: building blanket forts with her best friends; calling people 'idiot' out of love; chapped lips; chipped black nail polish; conspiracy theories; dark eye bags after a sleepless night; empty parking lots; graffiti; having scraped knees from failed attempts at learning a new skateboarding trick, and then picking at the scabs later; melted candy; photos that only make sense to those present when they were taken; screaming when no one is around to hear; sitting on the roof to stargaze; smoking in the school bathroom between classes; sneakers so old that they're falling apart
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  "No, I moved here when I was 11. It's okay for a little shithole, I guess. I have some pretty good friends here. If it weren't for them, I would've left a long time ago."
  
  What is your relationship with your family like?
  "It's kind of hard to explain, and I'd really rather not try to. Let's just say that our dynamic is anything but perfect, but every family has its issues, right?"
  
  Where do you live? What's it like?
  "In a house." Margot pauses. "Sorry, that was a really bad joke. We live at the end of a cul-de-sac like a family in a damn 1950's sitcom. It's not a big or small house, but it has an attic, which is kind of where I stay. It gets hot up there sometimes, but it's got a couch and a TV, and that's enough to keep me happy."
  
  How did you feel about high school? Were you part of any clubs?
  "Surprisingly, it wasn't that bad. I mean, the actual school part sucked, but the parties on the weekends were hella fun. I at least got some pretty solid friends out of it." Margot stops to laugh. "I rarely went to class much less joined any clubs. Does the group of kids that met up to smoke beside the dumpster in the alley behind the lunchroom count as a club? If so, I hung out with them a couple of times."
  
  What are your plans now that it's over?
  "Hell, I'm gonna dip as soon as I have the money. Maybe even before I have the money if I get restless enough. I don't know where I'll go, though. I might just throw a dart at a map and see where it lands."
  
  Do you have any prominent memories/stories? Anything embarrassing or traumatic?
  "That time the police got called on one of our infamous parties. I was so wasted, it was kind of hard to run. You know how in dreams, when you run, it feels like you're moving in slow motion? It was like that - my legs decided they were done working for the night. I ended up hiding in a bush. They never found me. I must've passed out because I was still there when I woke up the next morning."
  
  What are your long-term goals? Career dreams?
  "Jesus, I don't know what I want for lunch much less what I'm gonna do with my life."
  
  Best memory?
  "Probably graduation. I'm surprised they gave me my diploma - I was a horrible student. I'm glad to be out of there, though."
  
  Worst memory?
  "I have to pick just one? Uh, how about failing sixth grade? Who does that? For years, everyone thought I was stupid."
  
  Any secrets to declare?
  "No. Why? What have you heard?"
  
  
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playing: beverly hills by weezer

coded by weldherwings.

 

[LowkeyLovingLoki]

THAT'S THE THING ABOUT ILLICIT AFFAIRS AND CLANDESTINE MEETINGS AND STOLEN STARES THEY SHOW THEIR TRUTH ONE SINGLE TIME BUT THEY LIE AND THEY LIE AND THEY LIE AND YOU WANNA SCREAM DON'T CALL ME KID DON'T CALL ME BABY LOOK AT THIS GODFORSAKEN MESS THAT YOU MADE ME YOU SHOWED ME COLORS YOU KNOW I CAN'T SEE WITH ANYONE ELSE DON'T CALL ME KID DON'T CALL ME BABY LOOK AT THIS IDIOTIC FOOL THAT YOU MADE ME YOU TAUGHT ME A SECRET LANGUAGE I CAN'T SPEAK WITH ANYONE ELSE AND YOU KNOW DAMN WELL FOR YOU I WOULD RUIN MYSELF A MILLION LITTLE TIMES?

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  Name: Romir Zamilodchikova
  
  Nickname: Rome
  
  Age: Seventeen
  
  Gender and Pronouns: Male; He/Him
  
  Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
  
  Birthday: 13th July
  
  Occupation: Works in his uncle's auto repair shop
  
  
  
  
  
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  Realistic FC: George Pomogisebe
  
  Height: 5'9
  
  Build: Very slim, little to no muscle mass.
  
  Eyes: Green-brown
  
  Hair: Light brown, almost red in certain lights. Mid-length, falls just past his ears.
  
  Body Mods: A small tattoo on his ribs that says дитя (Russian for kid)
  
  Style: Romir is a bit of a walking stereotype. He's out there with his fashion. He likes crop-tops, ripped jeans, and heeled boots - although he keeps the heel fairly subtle, not wanting to break his ankle. He likes to wear vibrant and unusual clothing that challenges societal norms a bit; he'd wear skirt every day if he didn't think his uncle would kill him for it. He often wears a lot of rings, but no other jewelry.
  
  Notable Features: Pretty much just his fashion.
  
  
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  Positive Traits: Loyal, loving, laidback, great hype man, hard worker. shameless, confident in his skin
  
  Negative Traits: Bad judge of character, can't keep a secret, terrible liar, doesn't believe in himself
  
  Summary: (TW - Inappropriate Relationship Between Adult and Minor)
  
  Romir was born in Russia to a single mother. He has a younger sister, and he grew up very poor. When he was 14, his uncle was given an opportunity to move to the U.S for work and make good money. Wanting her children to have a better life, Romir's mother insisted that his uncle take them with him. He agreed, and soon Romir was living a much better life; his uncle was far from rich, but nowhere near as poor as they had been. His sister took up dancing lessons, but his uncle was often too busy to take her, leaving the job to Rome. His sister didn't love dancing that much, but Rome became obsessed with it. His uncle refused to pay for Rome to get dancing lessons because of it being too 'gay', so Rome taught himself via YouTube and Instagram.
  
  When he was 16, he had been practicing dancing in the school gym after school hours, afraid to do so at home, when he was caught by the Sports Teacher, Mr. Thoreux. At first, Rome was a little embarrassed, but Thoreux expressed that Rome was a great dancer; the only problem was that the gym was technically out of bounds after school. However, Thoreux promised that he would stay back after school while Rome danced every afternoon and lock up behind him. And so it began, Rome would stay late and dance while Thoreux would watch and sometimes cheer him on. Romir developed a crush; a major one. He and Thoreux struck up a seemingly innocent friendship, until it turned into more. The two began a romantic relationship, and naive as he was, Romir thought it was okay because he was all for it, when the truth was that Thoreux was taking advantage of him. Rome even got a tattoo of Thoreux's pet name for him.
  
  Thoreux would swear up and down that he was totally single and completely out of the closet, so once Rome graduated, they could be together properly. Rome was certain that he was in love and told Thoreux as much quite often. Unfortunately, as anyone else could have predicted, Thoreux lied, and was married to a woman. Rome discovered this when trying to surprise Thoreux in his office one day. Heartbroken, he was unable to stop himself from telling his uncle. Despite swearing that the relationship was consensual, his uncle was outraged, and after a long few months, Thoreaux was sentenced to jailtime. Wanting to leave the entire debacle behind them, Rome's family moved to Lockridge, and his uncle forced Rome to work in his auto repair shop as a bit of a punishment. He regrets ever having told his uncle and still holds a bit of a torch for his teacher, even though he shouldn't.
  
  Likes: Gossip, karaoke, fashion, jewelry, herbal teas, gingerbread
  
  Dislikes: Liars, deceit, rain, organisation (he is a mess), sport, cars
  
  Hobbies: Dancing, a bit of makeup, listening to music, watching RuPaul's Drag Race
  
  
  
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  ↦ Have you always lived in town? Do you enjoy it?
  
  nyet. i moved here halfway through the last school year. is nice here. pretty and comforting, but i miss... where i was. is better than i expected, at least.
  
  ↦ What is your relationship with your family like?
  
  my mother is back in russia. i haven't seen her for a long time. we were never close because she was always working, but she did the best for us and i will always be thankful to her. my uncle is... he is not so bad. i think he wants the best for us too, in his own way. even if he is a bit of an asshole. i wish he would listen when i speak but he always thinks he knows better than me. my little sister is an angel. she could never do wrong. she complains to me about school all the time but then gets good grades no matter what. my uncle likes her better. i can understand that.
  
  ↦ Where do you live? What's it like?
  
  we aren't as wealthy as the other people in town, but we do okay. we live in a little apartment big enough for the three of us in a more shady part of town. is not very close to the auto shop but it's what we can afford, and i like walking to get around town. i can just put my earphones in and block everything out.
  
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  this highschool, or my old one? ha. just kidding. i like the kids, not so much the classes. was nice hanging out with everybody during lunch breaks and in afternoons and morning. i think i am going to miss it, but definitely not the tests or assignments. i'm surprised i graduated, to be honest, but relieved. i didn't have time for clubs, i spent so much time at the shop helping my uncle. at least now i can have more spare time... if he doesn't make me work more hours.
  
  ↦ What are your plans now that it's over?
  
  i don't really have any plans. not sure if i want to go to college or... i don't know what else there is, really. i want to raise enough money to get out of lockridge, though. maybe go back to my old town, just to see what it is like. maybe more for me to do there.
  
  ↦ Do you have any prominent memories/stories? Anything embarrassing or traumatic?
  
  i'm never embarrassed. ever. what is life if you don't make mistakes? no trauma, either. well, not in my opinion, but my uncle might agree with you. wait, i'm not supposed to mention that. um, anyway, memories... i remember going to my sister's dance class for the first time. that is where i discovered how much i liked to dance. and as it turns out, anyone can do it! even me.
  
  ↦ What are your long-term goals? Career dreams?
  
  career? i, uh.. i haven't thought about it, really. maybe a dancer. all i know is i won't be a mechanic for any longer than i have to be.
  
  ↦ Best memory?
  
  i remember my uncle being out one day, all day. and my sister and i went on an 'adventure'. we just went down to the creek, back where we used to live, and we made a little picnic. it was simple but perfect. nothing else in the world mattered. everything made sense.
  
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  at the time, leaving russia. i was young and couldn't really understand why, and i had to leave my mother so it was pretty heartbreaking. looking back, i'm glad it happened. but my worst memory now? ...i can't think of anything.
  
  ↦ Any secrets to declare?
  
  no. no, i have no secrets. it isn't a secret if at least one other person knows... right?
  
  
  
  

..................................................LOVEFOOL

ROMIR

code by low fidelity.