Realistic or Modern Refraction [CS]

[Parallax]

• Every day, you notice colors collide with other colors. They formulate a unique arrangement; a pattern. Some colors blend good with others. You'll notice that some occasionally don't. Everything has a color of some kind. But did you ever stop to think that humans are just as similar to differentiating shades of the rainbow? Some of us mix, whereas some of us don't. Each color affects people differently. Some create energy; power. Some reflect a tranquil stature. If you stop to think about it now after taking this all in, which one are you? Surely you have an idea.

• Everyone has their color, the more you think about it. When you break your personality down into key words, you'll find more and more that you can be classified as a shade of the Earth. Maybe this bothers you. Maybe it interests you. But either way, it's true. And you're now faced with a parade of separate hues, each falling into their own place. How do you clash with others? Do you make a beautiful design of artwork, or a hideous clutter of debris?

"Red protects itself. No color is as territorial. It stakes a claim, is on alert against the spectrum."
Red is the color of ardor, but also aggression. Red is someone who's passionate, powerful, confident, attractive, and sharp tongued. They can't resist speaking their mind, and their temper is wild. They're a wild, sometimes party type who always have something to say and always need to get in the last word. Many are attracted to their confident stride. They can be harsh, ruthless, and vain.

"Orange is a color of liberation, from the pains of hurtful love and inner insecurities. To 'channel orange' is to truly be free, to be you."
Orange is someone who's an optimistic social butterfly, with unique personality traits. They tend to be a breath of fresh air to many, but may also rub others the wrong way. They're bright, warm-hearted, and nurturing. You'll find them to be perky, and lively. Another common trait is loudness. They can be immature, sensitive, and overly talkative.

"Yellow shines with optimism, enlightenment, and happiness. Beams of golden yellow carry the promise of a positive future."
Yellow is someone who's intelligent and sharp, with defined opinions. They are strong-willed and resilient to hate, always seeing the good in others. They're respectful, and obey authority. You'll find them to be social as well, but not quite as forward as orange. They're a little bit more shy, but still just as popular. They're positive thinkers, and you'll hear their bright side of life as much as you'll let them talk about it. They don't speak very openly about their emotions, but they're still eager to be a listener. They can be impatient, stubborn, and unrealistic.​

"He had that curious love of green, which in individuals is always the sign of a subtle artistic temperament."
Green is someone who's independent, free-spirited, and lovers of life. They tend to prefer being outdoors, and are frequently die-hard animal lovers. They seem to have a sort of balance to them, as if peaceful. Some call them wise beyond their age. But these are on good days. They're tranquil, and against controversy. When you speak to them, it's easy to get lost in their individualistic charm.

"Blue is the closest color to truth."
Blue is someone who's upbeat, extensively creative, and humorous. They're generally fun to be around, and keep up great conversations. They're trustworthy and loyal. Not to mention easy to talk to. But the biggest frustration about them is they don't open up. Inside, they're locked. They have no real need to express their emotions. They're conservative and cautious. They can be depressed, secretive, and unsafe.

"Is a mysterious color combining of red and blue to suggest both nobility and candor."
Purple is someone who's entertaining and vivacious. They don't see the glass half full, or half empty. They're withdrawn, vengeful, secretive at times, with a tendency to be sly. They're usually hiding themselves just to play it safe. They can be mistrusting, but extremely loyal to those who gain their security. Purple is artistic, but sometimes sheepish and insecure. They can be paranoid, manipulative, and neurotic.

"Black is modest and arrogant at the same time. But above all, it says 'You don't bother me- I don't bother you'."
Black is someone who's bottled up, reserved, and silent. They tend to keep their thoughts to themselves, and don't voice much of anything. They're the strong silent type, and always seem to be unfazed by actions of others. Inside though, they're extremely emotional and can lash out if pushed. Black is cryptic and calculated, always with a plan for something. They're almost always gone in their thoughts. They can be apathetic, moody, and unsociable.

"White projects a sense of security, cleanliness, and new beginnings. Doctors don a white coat, brides wear white gowns, and a white picket fence surrounds a happy and safe home."
White is someone who's pure, affectionate, and peaceful. They're extremely receptive to others emotions and have a welcoming familiarity to them. They're as sweet as can be, respectful, and seem like they can do no wrong. They are usually positive people who enjoy helping others in their spare time. They're selfless, innocent, and a little curious at times. They can be naive, pushovers, and painfully timid.

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• This role play takes place in a very small town called Unsung, with its own natural graces and charms. It divides itself from the rest of the world. No one has any cars. They travel horseback or by foot or bike. The cafe is immensely popular. If you want to discover more about it, explore its many advanced secrets. But no one ever leaves.

This is the interest check page. Other links..
In Character Roleplay | OOC Chat | Interest Check | Character Sheets

Things I want to see here aside from the usual:
-Form of transportation, which shouldn't be a car
-Reason for being in town
-Characters age 20+
-Your color, and a character that fits said color
[Note to all: This is not a reservation roleplay. I'm always accepting. I just ask you keep the colors even as possible.]

Reds:
-Nova Parallax
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Oranges:
-Kona Parallax
-Kat merveille
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Yellows:
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Greens:
-Jesse solars
-Joseph Illusive
-August BlazingSword
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Blues:
-Caleb MoxxyMoxx
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Purples:
-Harley apolla
-Alena merveille
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Blacks:
-Olive S n o w
-Billy Illusive
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Whites:
-Iris erzulie
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[Parallax]

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Name: Nova Aleksandara Atlas

Color: Red

Sex: Female

Height: 5"9

Orientation: Hetero

Hair: Purple into pink into orange

Eyes: Silver

Style: x | x | x

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A B O U T--M E
Nova is 23 and t r o u b l e d. Her father adores beating her where no one can see, among other forms of abuse, and her mom was killed in front of her at the age of 11. A shot through the head while she hid beneath the car in the dark of night, her glassy eyes and lake of blood visibly street lamp lit beside the tire she hid behind. The serial killer wasn't interested in her. Since the event, her father moved her to Unsung. Ever since she entered school, she's gone through every phase known to mankind. But one stuck. The bitch. No matter what she did, she was nothing but a bitch to everyone who tried to involve themselves. She'll laugh at your problems and spit in your face. She's the bully without remorse.

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

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T H E--E X T R A S
• She lives in Unsung because of the brutal murder of her mother, and tragic loss of her Fiance at age 20 due to a rip tide they both fell victim to. She was the only survivor. She's tried to leave Unsung but every time, she's woken up in the hospital from 'excessive dehydration'.
• Her form of transportation is her horse Empyrean.

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

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

Kona Kahawaii
Orange

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Basics
• Kona Kahawaii, with like a thousand middle names he hates
• 27 years old
• Male
• Heterosexual
• Eyes: Arctic crystal green
• Hair: Curly raven colored hair
• 6"3
• Strong build from exercise and work
• Tattoos, as seen in fourth picture
• Scars: A long one, going down from his right shoulder blade to mid-back. Then a couple more on his left forearm. They're old.

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Likes
• Tattoos, horses, skateboards, people, protecting others, being around others, explosions, Dr. Pepper, playing his many instruments, singing, outdoors, night time, unconventional conversation topics and conversations, being dominant, drawing, white chocolate, swimming, thrill seeking activities, his job. the rain, drinking, sex

Dislikes
• Stuck up people, staying at home by himself, doing nothing, boring people, stupid people, dolphins, fish, expectations that are too high, being bothered with history, hot weather, wearing onesies [don't ask] frogs, too sweet things, his father

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Reasons for Staying
He works as the young C.E.O. of the electric company for Unsung. His father helped him get to where he was, and he likes his job, but he hates the favors that he's been forced to uphold due to it from his dad. He lives in a quaint tiny home he designed himself, having graduated college with an architectural degree.

Transportation
His beloved horse Script. Kona cares for him like he's his own child.

Frequents
You'll always see him at the cafe on his computer working. He's fairly approachable however, so you can talk to him whenever you get the chance.

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Personality
Kona is a man of words and action. He will approach you with no fear in his heart and strike up a conversation. {WIP}

 

[erzulie]

"Kill them with success and bury them with a smile."

Name: Iris Helena Smith
Age: 20
Gender: female
Orientation: Pansexual Demiromantic
Job: Florist
Height: 5'5

Weight: 143 lbs
Color: White
Form of Transportation: Bicycle
Reason for being in town: She lives there
Personality:
Like most of those who are associated with the color white Iris gives off an aura of innocence and sweetness. Iris is a respectful person. She's polite to others and especially to older people. She usually calls them ma'am or sir automatically. The motto "Treat others how you want to be treated." is something that she exercises in her day to day life. Iris is a good girl through and through. There have been times where's she's lied or done something she shouldn't have, in the end she always feels too guilty and sends up spilling the beans. It's easy to read her, she doesn't have the best poker face when it comes to hiding her emotion. Iris wears her heart on her sleeve. If she can help someone Iris will do the best that she can. She doesn't like seeing others upset or in bad situations. Because of this and her hard time with telling others no Iris is a pushover. Others take advantage of her kindess.

If she can't help someone Iris usually takes it to heart, even if it doesn't affect her. She'll spend her time worrying and mopping around or stressing. When it comes to her friends and family Iris is very affectionate. She enjoys warm hugs and the occasional cuddle here and there. Cheek kisses and bear hugs are given by her a lot. She thrives on affection from her loved ones. When someone needs a listening ear Iris is always there to provide one and maybe some advice. She takes comfort in comforting others and taking care of them.

Iris is not very judgemental and has an open mind. She doesn't listen to gossip from others. This can be a bit of a problem because she doesn't like to see the bad in others. She'd rather see the good in them, making it easy for her to be tricked. Even though Iris is a friendly person she is not all that out-going. She can be shy around others, mostly strangers. Iris won't ignore them or lost her ability to talk. She'll try to make conversation, awkward conversation but conversation nonetheless.

People say that she has a certain sparkle in her eyes that remind them of a child. They're right in a sense. Iris still has that child-like wonder when it comes to experiencing new things. She likes to go on adventures in the small town with her friends.Iris has a way of making things less boring when she's around. She has a mature side to her as well. She knows when it's not to stop fooling around and focus.

Bio:
Iris was raised in a two parent home. After giving birth to her Iris' mother was unable to have anymore children. The couple took it in stride though. They were happy to be blessed with one child rather than having none at all. Her household was one of love and many happy moments. Her father worked as engineer and her mother was a stay at home mom. As a child Iris was a lonely child, with no siblings of her own she spent her time playing with her cousins and the neighborhood kids. They'd play outside until the streetlights came on and have sleepovers at eachother's houses. In school she was a model student. She didn't cause any problems for her teachers and made good grades. She managed to graduate from high school and obtain a job as a florist.
Style: 1 2 3

coding by @Wapiti

 

[apolla]

H A R L E Y
S I M P S O N

BA S I C​

Name: Harley Simpson

Age: 24

Date of Birth: August 21

Sexuality: Bisexual, male preference

Likes: body modifications (tattoos, piercings, etc.); coloring her hair; freedom; coffee; animals

Dislikes: people telling her what to do; judgy people; people who always follow the leader; people who try to be louder than her; gum

Quirks: Has to have the last word; tugs on her hair when nervous/anxious/embarrassed; bites her lip when flirting

P H Y S I C A L​

Eye Color: Hazel

Hair Color: Mixed, mostly purple

Weight: 125lbs

Height: 5'2

Body Type: Thin

Tattoos: Multiple, including a heart outline on her throat & more

Piercings: Multiple, including her nose, guages in her ears, industrial bar, dermal on the left side of her face, & more

Relations:
None, new to town

P E R S O N A L I T Y​

Harley is a wild child, through and through. Growing up in a large family meant always having to be loud to be heard above the noise. Always wanting the last word when your sister accuses you of stealing her false eyelashes for the twelfth time. Confidence is a must or you'll be run over. There's no time for hurt feelings because life moves too fast for anyone to care. You have to know what you want and not be afraid to go for it. This is everything she learned from growing up in her house, and she took it to heart.

Harley has never really had a real long lasting relationship. Most can't handle her wild looks or personality, or both. She hopes one day to find someone, but her soul has wings and was meant to fly, and she doesn't want to be trapped in a cage.

H I S T O R Y​

Harley was born the sixth child of a large family. She had three older sisters and two older brothers, so the house was always loud. People were coming in and out at almost all hours of the night, and her parents were more friendly than parental. She started dying her hair at twelve years old, wanting to be like her older sisters. At first, it was normal colors. She spent alot of time as a redhead. But when she turned sixteen, she found the burgundy hair dye, and wanted to try her. Her mom was all for it. After that, it was a wrap. She went for the odd colors, and loved every minute of it.

Of course, people gave her odd looks. She already knew what the middle finger meant, but it wasn't until her sister Ariella gave it to some woman for staring at them one day at a grocery store that Harley started to do it, too. Ariella told her not to let anyone's words bother her; if she wanted to have rainbow hair, to fucking go for it. They were the best words of advice anyone ever gave her. She graduated into piercings, and eventually, tattoos. She was a smart girl, but had a wild soul. She left her hometown after dropping out of community college to explore the world. It's not fun, being broke alot of the time. But getting to see what's out there makes it totally worth it.

She's been in this town for about a month now, and she works at a little hole in the wall bar. She walks wherever she wants to go. She hadn't tried to leave yet, but she's already got the familiar itch.

 

[merveille]

A L E N A​

"Don't touch me and I won't have to hurt you.
Deal?"​

BASICS & LOOKS​

Name - |Alena Bjarnesen|
Age - |Twenty-six|
Gender - |Female|
Sexuality - |Heterodemisexual|
Color - |(Nearly Black) Purple|
Ethnicity - |Half Danish, Half Russian|
Occupation - |Drummer/Computer Programmer|
Faceclaim - |Luiza Broka // @nigxtingale|
Voiceclaim - |Jennifer Lawrence|

Height - |5'7|
Weight - |130 lbs|
Hair color - |Brown|
Eye color - |Green|

PERSONA & BIO​

Alena could be seen as a dark purple. It's a wonder why her color isn't black. She has the love of solitude and apathy that you would see in someone with a darker personality. She prefers being alone to anything else and even though she doesn't dislike her family at all, she gets irritated at them at times, especially by her orange younger sister, as orange is the opposite of purple. She feels like she's misunderstood in her outgoing family, which leads to her being prone to red-like anger outbursts and black-like periods of isolation.

But when you get to know Alena, she's not that bad. She has the confidence of a red and the loyalty of a blue. She is a great listener and she is there to offer support and her calm, soothing voice tends to make people close to her feel less tense around her. When she has outbursts, her intentions aren't to hurt, even if it's towards a stranger. It just happens and she often feels guilty after these things happen.

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Alena was born as the oldest child to a Danish father and a Russian mother. She was dotted on and fawned over by her parents for 4 years until her younger sister, Ekaterina, came along. The two were polar opposites. While Alena was always quiet, Kat was always loud. Kat was always trying to make others smile and she was the complete stereotype of an extrovert. Alena was always deathly quiet and kept to herself, basically being an introvert stereotype. Her parents loved Kat's personality as they were also on the outgoing side and Alena was often ignored. She didn't hate her sister or her parents, however, but she felt so misunderstood and helpless. She channeled her energy through playing the drums, an instrument that required much feeling and rhythm to play. She realized that she loved the drums and it became her passion.

Alena went to college and received a Bachelor of Science. She flew and moved to the town of Unsung with her sister, or moreso, Kat dragged her along. Alena met up with some people and, rather hesitantly, joined a band called Undisturbed Chaos. Their music was more punk with some metal elements and Alena enjoyed it and she still does. The band plays in venues around Unsung and they are not very popular, but they have a very slowly growing following. However, every time they tried to go by plane to another state to play at a venue, either their flight is delayed or there is something wrong with the plane. The band wishes they could travel across the world, but they decide that they'll stay in Unsung and hope that they can become famous enough in the town for other people to come and see them.

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K A T​

"It takes more muscles to frown
than to smile!"​

BASICS & LOOKS​

Name - |Ekaterina "Kat" Bjarnesen|
Age - |Twenty-two|
Gender - |Female|
Sexuality - |Lesbian|
Color - |Orange|
Ethnicity - |Half Danish, Half Russian|
Occupation - |Waitress/Customer Service Representative|
Faceclaim - |Tanya Prikmeta // @blednayapoganka|
Voiceclaim - |Taylor Swift|

Height - |5'5|
Weight - |125 lbs|
Hair color - |Blonde|
Eye color - |Hazel|

PERSONA & BIO​

Kat has a child-like personality that can be easily noticed. She never stops smiling and she always wants to do something new. She can be quite outgoing and happy in general. It's rare to see a frown on her face and Kat likes to see others happy as well. She likes to cheer people up and hates seeing people sad or angry. She tends to be pacifistic and prefers to use words instead of violence.

Kat can be far too talkative and never focuses on one thing when talking, going from one idea to another. She is extremely spontaneous and rarely thinks about the consequences of her actions. She is also quite emotional when she's upset and even though she's a happy orange, she can be sensitive to criticism and things that she sees as hurtful. She can also be a blabbermouth, not giving other people the chance to speak or express their feelings, and she is a gossiper. She enjoys talking about the latest drama and talking about what he or she did to him or her.

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Kat was the spoiled youngest child to a Danish father and a Russian mother. She had always been the more upbeat, outgoing one, compared to her sister, Alena. She enjoyed making new friends and she would put on plays with her friends for their parents. They always enjoyed it and all Kat knew was that she loved seeing people happy. She also realized that she liked serving people at a young age when she volunteered to help at a local cafe and she handled everything. In high school, she was the popular girl, but not the stereotypical manipulative blonde. Instead, she was very well-liked among fellow populars and unpopulars alike.

She went to college and received a Bachelor's in Business. She heard about the town of Unsung and on a whim, she hurried to fly and move there, with her sister, of course. Kat got a job as a waitress at a nearby cafe, which was always busy, and she enjoyed it. She would also go to the venues where her sister's band performed and she would cheer her on. Kat had recently gotten a plane ticket to go see her parents again who lived quite far, but her flight was delayed. She tried again and the same thing happened and she tried with a different airline with the same results. Kat really can't go anywhere, so she stays in Unsung.

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[S n o w]

Name: Olivia -Olive- Warren
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Homosexual
Color: Black
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 138lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Green (Originally Brown)
Occupation: Artist
Transportation: Skateboard
Likes: Quiet, Painting, people who understand her, stickers, personal space
Dislikes: Eye contact, being asked for her opinion, spicy foods

Personality​

Olivia is more of a follower than a leader. She prefers to be in the background, listening to conversations happening around her rather than joining in or starting her own. If a friend asked her to go with them to a dangerous and deadly cave, unless she happened to be in the middle of a painting, she would quietly tag along without any objection. She always had a hard time making and keeping friends, especially since it's extremely easy to get on her bad side. Forcing her to talk when she doesn't want to, not respecting her boundaries, or not accepting her personality for what it is are the quickest ways for her not to like someone.

She's often lost in thought about her next painting, drawing, or any ideas she has, and sometimes she won't notice if someone is talking to her unless they snap her out of her daydreaming.

She likes to collect stickers and put them on her skateboard.

History​

Olivia was the only child of Elizabeth and John Warren. Both of her parents were born in Unsung, as were her grandparents, and her great-grandparents. To her small family, no other place in the world existed outside of town, and so very few people in her family had ever tried to move. She still doesn't know what happened to them. Her father died before she was born in a boating accident, and her mother fell into a deep depression that she never really recovered from. Olivia was taken in and raised by her aunt and uncle, but because of her mother's condition, she spent her childhood as a ghost in their home, only being given any attention to be fed, bathed, or put to bed. Then she was forgotten as her aunt and uncle went back to taking care of her mother, who had chosen to be bedridden, and had to have everything done for her. Even guests who came by talked about her 'poor mother' and the weight of it all on her aunt and uncle, but Olivia was never acknowledged. She was always in the background, as noticeable as the wallpaper.

Her teachers always tried to get her to open up more to the other kids, and it worked until she went home again and all their work was undone. When she was a teenager, she tried to rebel against her invisibility. She dyed her hair, got bad grades on purpose, and practically asked for detention. Her aunt and uncle cared, but not enough to ever punish her for anything she did, or talk to her without bringing up how fragile and sick her mother was. Olivia originally started painting out of frustration and anger (painting the walls, the windows, the roof) but then she started to enjoy it. She barely makes enough to make a living on it, though she only gets that much because she sells her art to her aunt's friends, or her uncle's co-workers.

 

[MoxxyMoxx]

Caleb Madden

Spoiler

Name: Caleb James Madden
Nicknames: CJ,
Age: 21
Birthday: June 3rd
Gender: Cisgender Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Color: Blue

Height: 5'4
Weight: 110lbs
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Dark Brown
Tattoos and Piercings: An Artist's Quote Tattoo (he doesn't like to show it off) and Ears Pierced (rarely wears them)
Distinguishing Marks: Cute lil moles
Clothing: Casual Clothing with Blues, Grays and Blacks, Beanies are usually worn.

Personality:
Caleb was once well known for being the quiet nerd who gets bullied and is forced to do the stupid people's homework. He hasn't always been like that. In his old school he was popular, funny and witty but when his mother got sick his funny and witty side practically ended. When she died he became reserved and threw himself into his studies as it was the only thing he knew how to do.

He is incredibly smart but he isn't arrogant about it. He's humble about his intelligence but that's only because he was afraid of being punched. He was once bullied by the jocks because of his short stature, big brain and reserved nature. He doesn't care though. He didn't let it effect him because his mother wouldn't want it to.

Now he appears to be a happy, sociable person but when he's alone, a sad darkness surrounds him.

Biography:
Caleb was born to a loving family with a kind mother and an honorable father. He had a charmed life for the most part. He was gifted at a young age with intelligence and was allowed to skip grades. He taught himself as much as he could and wanted to do so much with his life. He was fluent in 3 languages by 7 years old and could play piano by 9 years old.

Unfortunately that happiness couldn't last. His mother was diagnosed with lung cancer and his father didn't want her getting treatment as "the Lord would decide what was best for her." Despite growing up in a religious house, Caleb wasn't religious. He begged his parents for treatment to be done. He researched all he could and flung himself into Law and Health books to see if there was something he could do. Eventually he could only have one argument, that God wanted him to tell his parents that treatment was needed and it worked.

His mother got treatment but a year later when he was in class, the teachers came by and told him to get his stuff and go to the hospital. The cancer had spread and it was too late to do anything. The treatment hadn't worked and his mother probably only had a few days left to live. He stayed with her those days. They talked about everything and anything. She said he'd always be her little angel and a few hours later she passed away willingly.

She was buried in the church in her parent's old town. They later moved there for a fresh start. Caleb was forced to go to a different school and he immediately became the lonely nerd that talked to no one. He was bullied and jocks threatened him into doing their homework. He didn't care. He didn't care about much to be honest. When he was 15 he began to question his sexuality and he soon figured out he was gay. He stayed closeted due to it being another thing the bullies could use against him and the fact that his Dad was a pastor and he'd kill him if he knew he was gay.

Somehow people found out and outted him in front of the entire school. His father soon knew and he was kicked out. Caleb then moved in with a friend called Ashley, an adorable white, who took care of him and protected him at school. In senior year, Caleb got a job and started to work to get money for college but once he graduated high school with his awesome grades, a wave of realisation came over him. He couldn't live life following others and the social norms. He had to be somebody. He emailed the school that was giving him his scholarship to ask if the offer would be available in a year as he wished to take a year out from his schooling. They thankfully said yes.

Caleb hadn't picked up an instrument in years but he knew that his mother would want him to be happy and art was the only way he'd be able to express everything. He moved out of Ashley's place and used the last of his money to by a bike and a hiker's backpack. He was hitting the road and he was going to be somebody. Maybe after a while he'd even meet someone

Theme:

 

[solars]

JESSE WELLS
Baby, I'm sorry, I'm not sorry​

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Face Claim: Violett Beane
Height: 5'6
Weight: 112 lbs
Hair Color: Brown, sometimes Blonde
Eye Color: Blue

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Virtues:
+ Loyal
+ Caring
+ Hardworking
+ Artistic
+ Free Spirited
Vices
- Naive
- Quick Witted
- Stubborn
History: Jesse Wells was born into a family of people who had bad luck. Her mom died when she was younger and she was raised by a strict father. Sure, her dad was amazing, he could be a bit overprotective. Due to the protective nature of her dad, she became quite laid back, spending most of her time in the woods outside of her home.

One day, she fell in love with bunnies and begged her father to get one. So, she got Milo, a young bunny who she fell in love immediately. Some would say that the bunny was her best friend, seeing as how he can always be found in the front basket of her bicycle.

When she got into college, she heard about a town called Unsung, and dragged her best friend Judah along with her. They rented a small apartment and Jesse got a job at a local coffee shop. She love sit, she absolutely loves the way you can make a persons day with just a cup of coffee and a smile.

One day, she tried to visit her dad in Maryland, but found that she couldn't get out of town with out something breaking on her bike.

coded by y o u n g j a e

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Age: twenty
Sexuality: lesbian
Gender: nonbinary [she/her pronouns]
Color: Green (Closer to a Blue-Green)

 

[Parallax]

@all Accepted

 

[Illusive]

Name: Joseph Bally
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual/romantic
Main Colour affinity: Green
Occupation: Local Veterinarian

Appearance:
Joe has an appearance that doesn't really stand out. He has a mess of curled blonde hair, a pair of denim blue eyes and a little bit of scruff siting on his heart shaped face. On his head sits a pair of round specticals which only need be used for reading or doing fine work but usually he forgets to take them off. He tends to wear muted earthy colours, and will often be found holding something interesting he's picked up like a pretty leaf, an only shaped stone or a handful of berries.

Personality:
Joe is mild mannered, polite, friendly and down to earth. He always seems to be thinking deeply about something. he never speaks out of turn or acts brashly, instead he thinks over every option calmly in his head. Joe has a near perfect memory, and remembers things like names, quirks, house dresses and other information with ease. Joe deals with stressful and emotional situations fairly well, and often is told he'd make a pretty good therapist. He is patient, calm, and a brilliant listener, and he makes people feel at ease.

Joe himself can be a little at unease around a lot of people. He is fond of solitude and usually only surrounds himself with a couple people at once. He can get a bit of a nervous twitch when asked to do any sort of public speaking, and while he handles it without making a scene, he won't be able to hide his obvious discomfort, and could never be a leader. He isn't into telling others what they should do, rather he tells them what worked for him in case it helps them. But he is extremely tolerant and lets others do what makes them happy.

Joe's downfall is his habit of becoming too independent. he doesn't seek out help for himself easily. He is also quite meek, and doesn't tend to stand up for himself a lot, usually removing himself from confrontation he'd rather not have, which can be frustrating especially in relationships. People have labeled him a coward, he half agrees with them on that.

Joe Keeps to his own company more than others, sticking to a few close mates however this is not the case with animals of course as he could surround himself with as many of those as he wanted. He could never be cruel to an animal. His house is a bit like a farm, but it is too small to be one and a little too unorganised.

History:
He and his sister Abbey grew up on their own from the ages of 8 and 14. His sister was the eldest, she was bosses and liked to let him know that he was the younger sibling and that she was better than him because of it. To her credit though, she protected and looked after him well as a child, and he will be eternally grateful for that. They never liked to talk about their mother who died after getting an infection from a dog bite. They were poor, far from any sort of hospital or medical centre and just could not get her the help she needed. Like Joe, she had a love for animals, unfortunately this dog had been a part of a dog fighting ring and was fearful and aggressive. It had become untameable, it was a tragedy.

Abbey was a little erratic emotions wise after that. the two of them only sometimes got along. They both knew they shouldn't be at each others throats all the time but Abbey was a firecracker and Joe was just so damn passive, which seemed to annoy the hell out of her.

When he was a teenager he decided he wanted to move away and learn how to treat animals. His sister didn't try and stop him and somehow they managed to become better friends writing back and fourth after he left. He studied for several years and then decided to travel again. On his travels he found a strange town. They were in need of a vet, so he agreed to stay and work. However every time he tries to leave and go visit his sister back home something stops him!

Mount: Jezebel -female - 5yrs

 

[BlazingSword]

Team green

Name: August Westerlan
Nickname: West
Age: 28yrs
Birthday: March 23rd
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi-sexual
Height: 6ft 6in
Weight: 215lbs
Hair color:Light brown
Eye color:Hazel
Miscellaneous:both of Augusts ears are pierced, and he has a tattoo on the left side of his chest.



Personality: August is an overly friendly man but one who values personal time. He likes to be alone when he feels the need and is social when he wants people around. The one thing he never grows tired of however is the wilderness. He feels more at home camping out in a tent then he would in the house he grew up in. The more bugs, wild animals, and rough terrain the better. He also seems to enjoy working, not the standing still, taking orders, or answering the phone kind but real, backbreaking manual labor. He always invariably sleeps alone, the nightmares that wake him up are something he doesn't believe others need to know about.

History: August was born in Brooklyn, New York to Anita and Joseph Westerlan. His parents were loving and kind always driving him to be his best. He grew up a happy child, kept out of the streets by his drive to live up to his parents expectations. For a time he did, he was a straight A student, a stellar athlete, and a generally kind hearted boy.
That all changed for him on September 11th 2001. His father worked in the world trade center as an accountant and was one of the many men and women who lost their lives that day. In an instant his life was turned upside down. His mother in her grief turned to alcohol and the once kind hearted young boy grew cold, angry, and filled with an urge for vengeance. As soon as August turned 18 he joined the United States Marine corps. In basic, he was viewed as one of the best, he displayed leadership qualities, excellent physical condition, and had a drive to success that inspired many others. It was as if he was meant to be a soldier. He made it to the rank of staff sergeant and was put in command of a small platoon of 8 fellow Marines.
It wasn't until he was deployed into Afganistan that he learned he was not cut out for war. He and his men were attacked while their chopper was in the air, two of his brothers in arms lost their lives and another was injured. Pinned down behind enemy lines, outnumbered and left for dead they did what they had to in order to survive. It was grueling and gruesome, he lost track of how many enemies he and his men had to kill in order to make it back to base, many of whom seemed to young to be fighting in the first place. One by one his men fell, by the time they made it back it was only him and one other soldier who had survived the storm of gunfire and death. Even after that he spent another two years fighting before he simply couldn't take it anymore. He deserted his base, fled the country and made it to Iraq where he managed to stowaway on a cargoship bound for the states. Unable to face his friends of family he wandered the states, living off of the land and using his training as a soldier to survive. It was in the wilderness that he found his calling, and a friend, Duke the Ox. Though just a baby at the time Duke and August were fast friends over the years of wandering they had become inseparable.
It wasn't long after that he stumbled upon the town of Unsung. Being separated from the rest of the world he felt confident that his past wouldn't follow him there.


Mount: Duke the Ox


Likes: Outdoors, fair weather, Relaxing, manual labor, Kind people, and cold beer.

Dislikes: Large crowds, police (he's Technically A.w.o.l), The smell of smoke, Sleeping, Firearms of any kind, loud noises, violence.

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[Illusive]

Name: Billy Heather Armstrong
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Main Colour affinity: Black
Occupation: Stable-Hand

Appearance:
Billy has a short and stocky build. His muscles are defined from hard work but he doesn't stand taller than 5'6" in height. He has dark chestnut brown hair that he rarely gets cut and so it usually drapes across his eyes. His whole face is very expressive, and his small mouth is usually turned down at the corners. He has wide brown eyes that glow the color of caramel in direct sunlight. Billy's clothes are a bit of whatever was donated to him by the family he is currently living with, so his outfits are quite random and usually don't fit him perfectly. Sometimes he buys his own stuff but material things aren't super important to him.

Personality:

Billy keeps to himself most of the time. When he does open his mouth it's usually to say something sarcastic or bitter. he has a fairly negative view on the world and the people in it. He doesn't really trust others very easily. the way he see's it, everyone just lies anyway. When he feels low, he likes to sing. He never sings in front of anyone else, especially not the people he lives with. His friends are always few and far between. There is no doubt Billy has shades of maroon in him, because while he seethes with anger at the slightest insult, and anger can break him out of his eternal silence. he hates bullies, injustice and those with huge egos. He cannot stand anyone who brags endlessly about their achievements or the achievements of their family members.

Within his angry, bitter, unlikable shell is a sweet boy who is sensitive and passionate. He has dreams for himself that he honestly cannot believe will ever come true, and he secretly longs for romance.If that ever came to light he might just drop dead of embarrassment however.

Billy never back down from a confrontation, however, he can be very stubborn when it comes to admitting he was wrong about something. He doesn't like to fight but when he's started he finds it hard to stop and calm down.

History:
Billy was the resident homeless for almost as long as he can remember. He sat on the streets all his life with his mother as they begged for money. Up until Billy turned 16 he was alowd to stay in a woman's and children homeless shelter, but past that age they would no longer allow him to stay. He begged the whole town for a job and many people said they had no work, especially not for a grubby and inexperienced teenager. When he turned 17 his uncle tod managed to get in touch with him by letter. Maybe his mother had finally started talking to him again after 4 long years of silent feuding. Tod lived a town away, and all Billy had to do was take the money he ent over and buy himself a carriage ride over to him. Having no other choice, Billy agreed, traveling to this town to go live on his uncle's farm.

It was there he worked for a roof over his head and meals on the table. The work was hard, and his uncle turned out to be a gruff man who liked to tease him about his size. After living with him for a few years, he began to feel stuck. He wasn't being payed so he couldn't go buy his own house, but his relationship with his uncle was worsening. Many times he tried to steal a horse and find his mother back at the shelter, but the horse would always break it's ancle, or it'd beginn raining so hard he couldn't see. So many things happened to stop him from leaving.

Now he bitterly puts up with the abuse he cops from his uncle everyday, while doing crappy work for no money.

Mount:

 

[Steve Freeling]

Name: Steve Freeling
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Color: Yellow
Occupation: Head Football Coach at Unsung's College
Appearance:

Height: 6' 3½" (1.92 m)
Weight: 186 lbs.
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Blue

Personality:
Steve is friendly. He believes in not letting life's troubles, be it financial, emotional or any other kind, keep you down. He is intelligent with rigid beliefs on morals and other issues; due to his stubbornness, most have learned not to try and convince him otherwise. Most who meet him find him likeable. When Steve meets a new person, he starts out as something of a quiet observer, gauging what kind of person they are, then he gets into the conversation. Once he does, one can find that he's a fun person to be with. Steve always tries to see the good in others; when he can't find it, he wonders what went wrong. This extends to movies and TV; he has been known to like all kinds of movies for a lot of different reasons.

History:
Steve grew up in southern California. He met a girl named Diane in high school and they fell in love. Eventually they married and had a daughter, Carol Anne "Annie" Freeling. Seven years ago, when Annie was only four years old, he lost his wife to cancer; in spite of this, he, after shedding many tears, moved on, deciding that with a daughter to take care of, he had much to live for. Three years ago, he happened upon Unsung while on vacation with his father William Ezekiel "Bill" "Zeek" Freeling (who I won't make a sheet for since he's only going to pop in and out of a few posts) and daughter, deciding to stay after having made a few friends.

Transportation: On Foot

Likes:
His Family
Baseball
Football
Movies

Dislikes:
Abusers
Bigotry
Sexism
A long list of other things he considers immoral or unethical

Extra:
He lives with his 65-year-old father and 11-year-old daughter.

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