Realistic or Modern Ships Haven Split (Reboot) ~CS~

[Wonder Woman]

Welcome to the endearing seaside town of Ships Haven, known for our beautiful ports, beaches and out kind population... Well as long as you stay on the right side of town. We've been dealing with a bit of an issue, West Feild High recently burnt down due to a student prank over the summer, so as of this coming school year the West Side kids will be mixing with East Side teenagers in Ships Haven Prep. We are sure it'll be fine, we trust that all kids will be... respectful... with their hosts and their guests.
Besides that let me tell you more about the town. We have many sights and landmarks that are a great pride for our great town; We have Raymons Diner which rests in the middle of the town, a popular hang out for all of the kids in town, theres also the governments warf a 15 foot warf that is used mostly for larger ships but also fishing and jumping into the sea. Our mayor prides himself on the beauty and culture of our town, Anchor Park holds plenty of town history like the anchor of the Maid Of Glory the first ship that brought settlers here.
Thats all we have time for but we hope you enjoy your time in our quant town!

Character Sheet

Name:
Nickname:
Age: (15-18)
Gender:
Sexuality:
East Or West:

Appearance:[realistic gifs/photos only!]
Hair colour:
Eye colour:
Height:
Weight:
Body Type:

Likes:[3+]
Dislikes:[3+]
Strengths:[3+]
Weaknesses:[3+]
Relationships:[N/A Until Accpected]

Personality:[1+ paragraph]
History:[2 paragraphs]

Car
House
Pets
Family
Extras

West vs Eastside

Westside
Those who live on the West Side haven't exactly had the easiest time; poverty, drugs, and violence are common place in the cracked, rundown streets. Gang Activity is prominent and has become a problem amongst the youth with many turning to crime in desperation. People usually fear the west side teenagers, assuming they are criminals or will cause trouble, and many of then are willing to oblige to that stereotype, which might be what led to the fourth of July firework prank that burned town the high school in their area. But there always have to be some diamonds in the rough, there is more to these trouble makers than people believe.

Eastside
In contrast to them, we have the rich and beautiful of the East side, well at least that's how the West siders view them. Middle class and up families live in the clean streets of the neat suburbs, but even perfection has cracked and trouble happens in paradise. There are secrets behind the closed door of the mansions and pain behind the hair extensions and false eyelashes.

Spots

Westside
Wonder Woman
Girl
Girl
Boy
Boy
Boy

Eastside
Girl
Girl
Girl
Boy
Boy
Boy

(If we have enough interested to keep it even I'll add more spots)

Rules

1. Good grammar and spelling are a must
2. Two paragraph minimum per post.
3. Please be able to at least post a few times a week
4. Be polite and respectful. Drama is for in the Rp. If you're being a bully in the OCC you will be kicked out and you character will be removed.
5. This is NOT first come, first serve. There will be a writing sample required in the CS.

 

[Wonder Woman]

Name: Clary Ivy James
Age: 17
BD: July 24th
Zodiac: Leo
Orientation: Heterosexual
East or West: West
Tattoos:

p e r s o n a

Tidbits:
+ Protective
+ Strong Willed
+ Athletic
+ Flirty
~Self-sufficent
~ Mature
- Guarded
- Hot headed
- Partier
In depth:
Clary is someone you would not wanna cross, being intimidating and not afraid to tell someone where to go and how to get there. She is reckless when it comes to certain things but keeps it contained when it comes to her siblings since she's basically raising them.
Clary is loyal to her friends but also isn't afraid to tell them when they are being idiots. I'd also recommend not pissing the girl off, her fuse being quite short in certain situations.

p e r s o n a c o n t .

Likes:
Δ Drinkng
Δ Movies
Δ Family
Δ Partying
Δ Flirting
Δ Sports

Dislikes:
Δ Stuck up People
Δ Lazing around
Δ Dressing up
Δ The assumption she doesn't
speak english

b i o

Clary was born and raised in the West side, her mom having her when she was 16 and her father was 18. For the first 12 years of the girls' life, things were great; her brothers were born followed by her little sister. It was actually the birth of her sister where the doctors discovered her mothers' cancer and from that point on it was all downhill. Her mothers' medication was extremely expensive for the family, her mom being a waitress and her father being an amusement park attendant for the local fair. Clary began doing odd jobs like; babysitting, mowing lawns and even faking her age to be a cashier till she got caught. Then, on the girls last day of 8th grade her mother passed away.
The girls' father had been so in love with the woman that he had been torn apart as if he died along with her. Turning to alcohol to soothe his pain and beating out his anger out on his children. Clary quickly took over as the leader of the house, often taking beatings so her siblings wouldn't have to and committing petty theft for food and to pay bills once her now deadbeat dad lost his job. Then, when the girl turned 15 she had been selling weed for awhile when she was approached by kids that she lived near whose father ran the local gang, offering her family and a way of getting money to support her family, though not officially being a gang member since she wasn't 18. From then on she took care of her family through selling drugs and committing crime, still often taking beatings from her drunk father but less often. Now a hardened Westsider.

e x t r a

Siblings: Marnie James (6 years old)
Tyler and Jason James (15 years old, Twins)

t h e m e s o n g

Song​

Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 130
Body Type: Athletic

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[spookie]

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LUCIEN "LUCIFER" WYNTERS

"i'm nothing but a lone wolf; misunderstood and labeled to be dangerous."

|NAME|
lucien wynters

|NICKNAME|
lucifer

|AGE|
seventeen

|GENDER|
male

|SEXUALITY|
bisexual, but good luck

|EAST OR WEST|
west

|xXx|

|HAIR COLOR|
black with a blue undertone

EYE COLOR
blue-grey

|HEIGHT|
five foot eight

|WEIGHT
one hundred and seven lbs

|BODY TYPE
underweight and skinny, rather lanky

|PIERCINGS|
lips (four), right eyebrow, ears, septum, tongue, collarbone (six)

|TATTOOS|
stitches (both wrists) broken and bloody wings (back) memento mori (across chest), black stars (left hip and side of stomach)

|xXx|

|LIKES|
solitude
music, but not the popular stuff
the dark
poetry, writing & reading it
caffeine
the color black
cats
drawing & sketching
horror movies
the rain

| DISLIKES|
the color pink
bitter coffee
hot sunny days
early mornings
school
jocks, cheerleaders and the preppy or popular kids
dogs
parties & alcohol
romantic movies
being touched

|STRENGTHS|
independent
musically gifted
witty
unique
daring
creative
street smart
loyal

|WEAKNESSES|
pessimistic
aloof
self-destructive
reckless
rude
moody
anti-social
never forgets, rarely forgives

|RELATIONSHIPS|
n/a

|xXx|

|PERSONALITY|
lucien wynters is fire and ice, an alluring contradiction which seems at once too good and too terrible to be true.

he has the look and the attitude of a brooding rockstar, and you better realize he damn well knows it. at the same time however, all the false confidence in the world can't make up for his constant self-loathing and destructive ways.

dangerous would be a good way of describing him, though perhaps not in a traditional sense of the word. he's not violent, sadistic or a heartless player, rather it's his vulnerability that could so easily lead to your downfall. some have tried to save him, and let's just say it never ends well.

indeed, loving him is the worst mistake you could make.

in public, lucien is the snarky friend that makes you laugh and then feel bad about having such a dark sense of humor. though he often straddles the line between sarcastic and downright rude, he still manages to come off as a sometimes irresistible combination of magnetic and charismatic.

he breaks just enough rules to be a rebel, steals whenever he feels like it and can use his words like a weapon. you'd want him on your side, not only because of all that, but because he's loyal to a genuine fault.

a talented but relatively unknown musician, his fans are perhaps the only things that keep him going some nights. he prefers the company of his guitar to that of any human, and can usually be found penning a melancholy song alone in his room at three am.

though he once dreamed of becoming famous, the world and all its bitterness has left him with a job at the local music store instead. while he hasn't really given up, no one seems to notice him and he fears it will never happen for him.

never one to really let any kind of attention go to his head however, he's refreshingly down-to-earth and honest in a sea of wannabe bad kids and posers. lucien shares almost everything with his small group of fans, and though he can be blunt about it, he's also stayed up all night talking to those who've gone through the same struggles he has, regardless of whether they know his music.

really, lucien wynters is one of those people you either love or hate.

what they don't see is someone who uses a typical bad boy persona to hide the fact he's slowly falling apart, and that the gritty realness that gave him his talent is also what nearly killed him.

though usually an open book, he'd never admit to the depth of his struggles and acts the part of a recovering soul just a little too convincingly. in reality, he's one cut, one stolen item, one cigarette, one agonizing night on that cold tile floor away from truly breaking.

it's sad, because all lucien really wants is someone to notice and tell him he's enough, but he'll never let them get close enough to try.

why? it's the aloof independence that's keeping him safe from all the hurt opening up and caring can bring. after all, who's going to learn all his ugly secrets if he's too distant to love?

|HISTORY|
lucien wynters was born on the thirtieth of october at a small halloween party, a fitting beginning for someone so in love with the darkness.

he was a mischievous child, and had earned the nickname of "lucifer" by his third birthday. other than a strange fascination with the more morbid aspects of life, his early childhood was normal.

his parents divorced when he was six, and that's when things started coming apart at the seams. while lucien had grown familiar with the spoilings and luxury that hailing from a wealthy family and huge city provided, living with his heartbroken mother in a tiny apartment and town was something entirely new.

lucien developed an interest in music that year, and pursued it as well as a child could be expected to, holding mini-concerts with his kid-sized microphone in the living room.

despite a few hardships, the little family got by as best they could, though lucifer never stopped stirring up trouble and had gotten on the bad side of half his school by age ten.

he was often bullied for his uniqueness, but this only made him more rebellious, and he chose to combat it with wit instead of the usual brute force these bullies displayed.

underneath all that smug confidence however, lucien was breaking. by the end of middle school, he was a complete loner and wouldn't talk to anyone other than his little group of misfits. when he moved to his city before starting high school, there was no one.

music, art and writing, his constant companions through everything, became his passion. he focused all the attention his peers spent partying, socializing and dating on them, and quickly developed his talents and musical act.

years later and still no closer to becoming a star, lucifer is now a mess in every sense of the word. he stays away from the drama of relationships and simply gets through his days one by one, sometimes losing count of all the nights he spends awake.

lucien takes things that aren't his sometimes, more to feel alive than out of malice or greed, and because he feels like nothing matters in the end.

it's hard to feel anything when you see yourself as nothing. it's not like he doesn't punish himself for all of it, either. lies can do a lot, but there are only so many ways to wear wristbands, fingerless gloves and long sleeves in the summer.

but remember, he's fine.

|xXx|

|CAR|
the only valuable thing in his possession, it's origin is unknown but he'll tell you that "i inherited it from my uncle."
xxx


|HOUSE|
lucien lives in the top floor apartment, which might've been luxurious in the seventies, but now resembles a low-budget haunted house attraction.
xxx

|PETS|
october, who he openly credits with saving his life and being the one thing he truly loves
xxx

|FAMILY|
both parents are alive, but he doesn't see them or even know where they live

|EXTRAS|
theme song


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code by spookie ​

Spoiler: sample

While his curtain of famously messy hair concealed a look of apprehension in Lucien's blue-grey eyes, it was obvious that the young man wasn't exactly pleased.

His hands had lingered on the black guitar a moment longer than usual, and he sighed quietly as he'd carefully packed it away in its case. It would be a long time before he'd be on stage again, even if it had only ever been in smoky bars.

Lucien bit his lip ring as he considered his future, and how he had no choice but to return to somewhere, that in his opinion, was best left forgotten.

The steps that guided him to their meeting place were slow and dragging, though he knew there was no point trying to slow things down.

They wanted to go back, had reasons to go back. In more ways than one, he was alone.

Acadia Valley held nothing but bad memories and mistakes for Lucien Wynters, and yet here he was, returning anyway. Not for himself, as if it were up to him he'd be spending the rest of his days in hiding.

It was only because of them that he'd escaped, and now they were taking him... home? No, that word didn't feel quite right...

He pushed away thoughts of his estranged parents and the literal angel of a best friend he'd so selfishly abandoned, instead focusing on pushing open the door and facing his fellow runaways.

"So, this is really happening, huh? Well, as long as I can leave the day I arrive back there..."

 

[lavendre]

ILONA SIMONEIT
"things will get better. i know they will."

BASICS
name: ilona simoneit

nickname: lona (uncommon)

age: 17

gender: female

sexuality: heterosexual biromantic

east or west: west

APPEARANCE
faceclaim: misha hart

voice claim: florence welch

hair colour: dark brown

eye colour: blue

height: 5'9

weight: 120 lbs

body type: slight hourglass

PREFERENCES
likes: making music and listening to music, indie and rock music, grunge style clothing, guitars, dark colors, peace and quiet, roses, being happy, cigarettes

dislikes: her parents fighting, bullying, rudeness, chaos, arrogance, getting emotional, "them" (having hallucinations), people who are show-offs, being asked a lot of questions, psychiatrists who "make her take a lot of medication"

strengths: gentle, curious and inquisitive, good-natured, musically inclined and creative, shows empathy for others

weaknesses: emotionally volatile, physically weak, self-deprecating, a bit clingy, hallucinatory and rather paranoid

relationships: n/a for now

PERSONALITY
personality: ilona, outwardly, looks like she should be living on the west side, which would be a correct statement. with her tough-looking grunge style and dark makeup, she appears to be a potentially strong, fierce girl.

the "strong and fierce" part is incorrect, however. while surrounded by people who look tough, ilona is not. in fact, she is quite the opposite, with her extremely gentle spirit. she is kind and warmhearted, very motherly in a way. she enjoys helping people and giving emotional support in times when it is needed.

the girl has a childlike curiosity and sense of wonder. she always asks the big question "why?" in most circumstances. she enjoys learning and being able to understand things and she feels the need to be able to understand everything. she is very open to interesting ideas, theories, and the like.

perhaps her most noticeable trait is her creative streak. ilona is quite imaginative and innovative in general, whether it comes to coming up with a few chords or solving an everyday problem. it seems easy for ilona to come up with new ideas, whether she is drawing or playing her guitar or writing songs. she enjoys anything that has to do with using imagination and ideas.

but the gentle, kind-hearted girl can snap in an instant. suffering from schizoaffective disorder, she can be highly volatile at times. while you would never expect the girl to suffer from psychosis, it's because she's medicated. when she isn't, she either becomes a bit violent and very aggressive or seemingly depressed and "sobby".

ilona suffers from hallucinations, the main symptom of her psychosis. this makes her extremely paranoid and scared when going out. at times, she will refuse to even step outside because she says "someone is out to get her", whether it's "them", the CIA who "found her and will capture her", or some other person. she sees things that others can't, which can also make her emotional as she often tries to explain the shadows and silhouettes that she sees.

ilona tends to be rather self-deprecating in her humor and in general. she seem to like making herself look weak, weird, or negative in any way. while this is no reason for alarm and she knows when to stop, it's a very bad habit of hers.

HISTORY
history: ilona was born to lithuanian immigrants, svetlana and matis simoneit, who immigrated to london when she was a baby. they were wealthy and because of this, they raised their daughter in kensington, one of the richest neighborhoods in the city.

as a girl, ilona was different. she never liked math, science, or history. she, however, enjoyed reading and art. she was very artsy as a child. she drew, but she also wrote - a lot. she would do it for hours, writing about something a normal child would take for granted. she noticed how blue the sky was on a cloudless day, how the water in the serpentine lake in hyde park would ripple so calmly, how her mother's toothy smile was so bright and beautiful.

upon turning 8, the girl picked up on the guitar. with the first strums, ilona fell deeply in love with the instrument. she took it everywhere with her. she knew she wanted to be a musician, something that she has kept with her since that day. just two years later, her parents lost all their money.

her parents had apparently been investing in an illegal tax shelter as a way to avoid paying taxes. they filed for bankruptcy and lost millions that they would never be able to recover. they sold their house but kept their car and with the money they had left, they immigrated to the united states, moving to the west side of ships haven after the two-year process was done.

ilona was enrolled into a public middle school, since her parents had no other choice. when she was 12, she began having hallucinations. she saw horrible shadows, silhouettes, and even actual people, and one day, she had to get away. she ran into the girl's locker room. when the teachers came to check up on her, she acted out in anger, yelling at them to get away from her and saying that "they" were trying to get her. figuring out that the girl was likely hallucinating, they suggested to ilona's parents that she should see a psychiatrist.

they agreed to it and found a relatively affordable psychiatrist. the session was a long one that ilona hated and he came to the diagnosis that the girl had schizoaffective disorder. she was prescribed with seroquel and, later, abilify. the disorder obviously has had its effects on her life. paranoia and anxiety have caused her restlessness and an inability to go out. she has mood swings when she's angered and the hallucinations were a daily occurrence. however, as the medications became part of her life, it suppressed the hallucinations as well as the intense emotions and paranoia. ilona felt much better after a year of taking her dosages and it became a part of her everyday life.

ilona was enrolled into west field high when she was 14. in her first year of high school, she was a bit of a loner and had practically no friends. however, she began making friends a year later as she joined the school band and choir group. she became known throughout the school, but not necessarily what you would call a popular girl.

when she was 16, her parents began fighting a lot. they would become violent and when fights happened, ilona would leave the house and go somewhere, anywhere she could find. she began to smoke to calm down and it seemed to help. she had a small group of friends, people that she trusted like they were family. besides her parents fighting most of the time, things weren't that bad.

until the west field students were sent to ships haven prep.

car: her parents' old 90's cadillac
house:
pets: bucky - adopted, mutt (jack russell mix)
family: svetlana simoneit - mother
matis simoneit - father
bucky - dog/"fur baby"

coding by: diaphanous

Spoiler: writing sample

With whatever motivation she could find in her mind, Mira decided to go to the party. Few people would expect the outcast to go to a party that would be in the history books. In a strapless lace crop top and shorts, no less. The end-of-the-summer party was held by the school's "queen" and head girl, Annalise. Unlike many other unpopular students, Mira didn't actually hate Annalise. Sure, Annalise was popular, beautiful, rich, and had a ton of followers, but who cared? Mira barely knew her and she didn't want to think she was a stuck-up rich brat before even speaking to her. She could've been a down-to-earth person, so who knew?

The girl didn't bring a swimsuit with her, not that she didn't like the water, but she just didn't feel like swimming. If anything, she'd just put her feet in the water. She took her grandparents' 1992 Chevy Suburban. It was their only car, but since they were going to be home for the rest of the night, Mira could drive to the lake. Her grandparents' seemed to have little objection to what she wore, though they didn't want her wandering around shirtless or anything like that. They put a great amount of trust in her and she did her best never to break their trust.

As she parked on the side of the road, she noticed a sleek black limo. One of the school's more popular rich boys emerged from it. Though he was popular, Mira never bothered to remember his name. He was way too arrogant and showy for her. She thought of it as unfortunate how some people felt the need to prove their wealth by making other more average people look like poor peasants while the rich were in their unnecessarily huge mansions and thousand-dollar clothing. Yes, she was probably jealous, but what middle or lower class person wouldn't be?

She made her way to the lake, looking out at the glistening body of water. It was a beautiful sight, especially with the sunset. There were a bunch of alcoholic drinks and Mira groaned. She would much rather have a cup of water than a bottle of beer and so many people loved alcohol. Not that she would generalize them as irresponsible or party animals, but Mira honestly didn't see the greatness in alcohol. She got drunk once and it was a horrible experience for her. She just didn't tolerate it very well.

Mira saw a guy yelling and stomping on an ant hill. What a sight. She sat at one of the tables closer to the lake, sitting down boredly, wishing she took headphones with her so she could have at least listened to some music to pass the time.

 

[apolla]

Brea Summers​

basics​

Name: Brea Summers
Nickname: Bree
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
East Or West: East

Hair colour: Blonde
Eye colour: Hazel
Height: 5'3
Weight: 134lbs
Body Type: Slim

persona​

Likes: thunderstorms, shopping, silver jewelry over gold, dancing, writing

Dislikes: people not listening to her, people snooping through her stuff/getting involved in her business, bees, waiting

Strengths: honest, courageous, confident

Weaknesses: impatient, bossy, impulsive

Relationships: n/a

personality & bio​

Personality:
Brea is far from an air-head, but definitely not a nerd, either. She's a very intelligent girl who wants to go far after high school. She's not a Queen Bitch, but she is the Queen of the East Side, now that her brother is out of the high school picture. Everyone knows her name, and they either love her or hate her. She's honest to a fault, but she's also sweet, and doesn't like to see people (or animals) hurting. She's got confidence seeping from her ovaries, and she's not afraid to call someone on their bullshit.

On the flip side, she's bossy and has a mean control streak. She likes for things to go her way, and she has been known to throw a slight tantrum when that doesn't happen. She's impatient, and due to this, doesn't always think things through before saying yes or just doing them. She loves partying and dancing and singing, and she's been described as the life of the party. Rarely does she get shy, and if she does, she's probably crushin' hard core. But she can fake it til she makes it.

History:
Brea was born second to a family that believed money grows on trees. Not really, but they had plenty to go around. Her brother, Luke, is three years older than her, and just as spoiled as she is. He ruled the East Side when he was in school. Always threw the best parties, had the best friends and the hottest girlfriends. Everyone either wanted him, or wanted to be with him. Since their parents were always working to provide the life they wanted to live, and wanted their kids to live, they were never around which left Luke as Brea's role model.

For a long time, Bree was just known as Luke's little sister. It wasn't until she hit high school that she blossomed and his friends-- and others-- began to notice her. The attention went to her head, and her popularity grew. She was already in the 'in crowd' as Luke's sister, she just now had a name. Luke graduated, leaving Bree behind to rule the school and the east side alone. Everyone knew her name, and she was determined to live up to her brother's legacy.

Her parents divorce her sophomore year took Bree by surprise. Her father left, and never called after. Her mother was remarried within the year, bringing in another son, Perry, to the equation. He was Luke's age, and he fit in with Luke perfectly, despite the fact he and his dad weren't from Ships Haven. They spend their days getting high and playing video games, just because they can. Brea hopes to work with animals after high school.

extra​

Car

House

Pets (Lucky)

Family:
Henry Summers, father, not in the picture
Tessa Summers-Jones, mother
Luke Summers, brother
Perry Jones, step-brother

Extras: 1 tattoo, a bumblebee on her left hip, given at a tattoo party she went to without her parents knowledge.

Code by apolla

Spoiler: Writing Sample for Her Highness

In the time he was gone, Arianna had almost fallen asleep. She woke with a start as water filled her mouth and nose, choking her. She sat up straight, coughing out all the water that she'd accidentally swallowed, her hands gripping the side of the tub and opposing wall, using them as a brace. Once she was sure she could inhale without choking, she settled back, and her eyes fell on the scissors. For a long moment, she just sat there, staring at the damned things, part of her wanting to throw a tantrum and refuse.


Knowing that, yes, she could do that, but also knowing that it wasn't in her best interests is what finally egged her on to lean forward and grab them, bringing them back with her and twirling them on her fingers. Without warning, she ducked under the cooling water and came back up, hair completely wet. She pulled a section of her hair in front of her eyes and held the open scissors to them, but try as she might, she couldn't will herself to cut it off. Groaning, she yanked the scissors away from her hair, splashing the water in the process. Looks like her temper tantrum had worked out anyway.


For some reason, she suddenly got very angry. Whether she was angry at herself for the tantrum, or Echo for putting her in this situation, or the hunters hunting her, she wasn't sure. But the anger fueled her fingers, and next thing she knew, she was chopping haphazardly at her hair. Long, beautiful red chunks landed on her, in the water, on the side of the tub. The kid scissors sucked, and that's why, when she was done with her hair cutting frenzy, some parts were more jagged than others. She threw the scissors at the wall just as she heard the door open and Echo's voice, which snapped her back to reality.


Knowing she hadn't washed up or anything, she set to doing all of that as quickly as she could, wincing when she realized that her hair was short and she didn't need nearly as much shampoo as she'd thought. Some ten or so minutes later, she was up and wrapped in a towel, watching the dirty water drain. She didn't look in the mirror; instead, she just opened the door to the bathroom and stepped out, gaze downcast again. The longest chunk of her hair came to her shoulders, the rest sticking out at odd angles in some semi-long fucked up pixie cut.


She said nothing, just crossed the room to find clothing she hadn't thought to grab earlier.

 

[Misty Gray]

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Chase Mitchell Montgomery"King of the Jocks"
(Eastside)


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• Basics
• Personality
• History
• Other
• writing sample

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  Age
  18
  
  Hair Colour
  Dark brown
  
  Eye Colour
  Blue
  
  Height
  6'1"
  
  Weight
  180lbs
  
  Sexuality
  Heterosexual
  
  
  Relationships:
  TBC
  
  Grant Harper (NPC) - Teammate and antagonistic on/off friend.
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  Personality
  Adventurous
  Romantic & Charming
  Generous
  Tactile
  Intelligent
  Humorous
  
  Argumentative
  Aggressive
  Hot-headed
  Over-protective
  
  Likes
  Sports - football, soccer, basketball, athletics, swimming
  Drinking and parties
  Driving
  Dating
  Vacations
  Deep conversations
  Competition
  
  Dislikes
  Cheaters
  Bullies
  Being judged
  Family dinner parties
  Freeloaders
  Bad manners
  Fighting
  His parents' snobbery
  
  Strengths
  Sports and physical strength
  Good listener
  Honesty
  Integrity
  Open-mindedness
  
  Weaknesses
  Short-tempered
  Aggressive
  Violent if pushed
  Fears failure
  
  
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  History
  Since he was born, Chase has lived a materialistically comfortable life in a large mansion with pretty much everything he needed available to him. Everything tangible. The price of living in wealth for the Montgomery children was having to grow up with emotionally detached and pushy parents. If any of the kids were upset, they would have to deal with it or console each other, as they would not get any sympathy from their parents. On the other hand, if their grades were to slip or they weren't performing well in activities, their parents wasted no time in intervening and berating them.
  
  Throughout high school, Chase has always been one of the most popular students. No matter which sports he took part in, he was always one of - if not the - best on the team. This also boosted his popularity with the girls. There was no shortage of pretty (often shallow) girls wanting to date him and he often gave in just because that was the way things seemed to be. The popular students wanted to be his friend and the less popular students either hated him or wanted to be him. And that is one thing that secretly tortures Chase. He hates that people assume he is spoiled, elitist and a bully, like some of his friends are. People have accused him of being perfect and not entitled to complain about his life. He once tried to drop some of his sporting activities and social activities with his privileged friends, but it didn't work out too well. His parents were angry he was showing the wrong image and when he tried to reach out to the less popular students they rejected him. He found himself resigned to being the popular rich kid and the "super-jock" to fulfil everyone's expectations.
  
  His parents are often working late or travelling away on business, which leaves Chase as the "responsible" adult in the home, when he himself isn't busy. He often feels like the burdens of his siblings falls on his shoulders. Abigail has been suffering with bulimia for two years, and despite their father being a psychology professional, the man isn't even aware of his own daughter's issues. Instead, she always confides in her twin brother who would never turn her away. Similarly, he is always ready to help his youngest siblings, despite having his own problems and stress to deal with.
  
  Suffice to say, whenever the chance to have fun comes around, Chase grabs it and takes full advantage of the opportunity. As well as whilst playing sports, drinking alcohol also puts Chase in a position where he has to make a conscious effort to hold in all of his built-up aggression in order to avoid getting involved in a fight. Deep down, he knows the main source of his aggression is his parents, but calling them out on it has never ended well, so far. Chase has also been having some troubles with his teammate and on/off friend, Grant; a guy who is prone to bullying others and generally grating on Chase.
  
  
• 
  Pets
  2 Rottweilers
  2 cats
  3 horses
  
  Family
  Dr Christopher Bruce Montgomery (Psychiatrist)
  Professor Mary Montgomery (University Lecturer)
  Abigail Montgomery (Sister, 18, twin)
  Julia Ellen Montgomery (Sister, 15)
  Andrew Ethan Montgomery (Brother, 13)
  
  
• 
  Chase looked to his watch as he sat in his room waiting for his twin sister, Abigail, to finish getting ready for the party. He'd planned on getting picked up by some of his friends, but when his sister said she needed a ride, he offered to drive her there and just meet his friends at the party instead. He could leave his car parked up at the party overnight if he got too drunk or ended up sleeping elsewhere. After checking the time again, he got up and went to see if Abigail was nearly ready. As he passed the bathroom that adjoined his sister's bedroom, he could hear her throwing up in the toilet. He knew she wasn't physically ill and that her eating disorder was the cause. After a moment, he decided against going to the party and instead staying home to keep Abigail company. Their parents were home but they were the least sympathetic people possible, so they wouldn't make her feel any better.
  
  Once back in his room, Chase unlocked his mobile phone so he could tell his friends he wasn't going to make it. Before he had chance to send the text, Abigail knocked and entered his room, dressed up and ready to go. "Come on, then. Are we going?" she excitedly asked. Chase nodded his head before walking downstairs with her. She'd clearly gotten over her pre-party nerves which had no doubt been triggered by her need to impress her friends and look her best.
  
  
  
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[Lamia]

Eastside Girl

Name: Milani Isabelle Vasquez
Nickname: Mila
Age: 16
DOB: December 24
Zodiac Sign: Capricorn
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
East Or West: East

Appearance:

Hair colour: Dark auburn
Eye colour: Brown
Height: 5,2
Weight: 110
Body Type: Petite
Race/Ethnicity: Mestzito. Puerto Rican and Mexican. Born and raised in America.

Likes:

• School
• Nature
• Being on the debate team at school
• Her heritage
• Helping other people
• Archery
• Horseback Riding
• Food
• Peace
• Art
• Conspiracy theories
• Animals. Milani hopes to become a Veterinarian someday.
• Festivals
• Carnivals
• Holidays
• Little trinkets

Dislikes:

• Being not taking seriously by others because of how she was raised
• The fact that her parents are often away
• The feeling of loneliness
• Loss
• Nightmares
• Bullies
• Heartbreak
• Confrontation
• Classicist people
• Being undermined

Strengths:

• Studious
• Adapts well to different environments
• The ability to pick up new information quite easily
• Photographic memory
• Defending herself though she is petite

Weaknesses:

• Thinks of others before herself
• Can be too empathetic
• Has a low self-esteem though no one knows
• Her eyesight. Mila is very far-sighted. She slacks on wearing her glasses though.
• Gets sick and weak fairly easy due to having low iron.

Relationships: N/A

Personality:
To start, Mila is a very bubbly and friendly young girl. She is always seen with a smile on her face and a skip in her step. Milani loves helping others and would never want anyone to be without. Being that she was raised to be generous, it's only right that she still believes in that. Mila has a tendency to think of others before her own well-being. Which can be detrimental to her. The girl is liked by many, adults and peers alike.
The doe-eyed Mila is very sweet, a bit offbeat and can be a reckless thing as well.
The girl may seem like she has it all together but inside, she's a mess.
She puts far too much pressure on herself to do well in school. Though she is liked by some, she still seeks the validation of others. Mila also has very low-self esteem although no one knows about that bit, not even her dear parents.

It may look like she has everything together from afar but Milani has some rough things going on inside that mind of hers.

Though she is sweet, Mila is not naieve and will stand up for herself when she feels someone is taking advantage of her and her kindness.

It's not often that you will Mila angry but when you do, watch out. She can be a little fiery thing when she's ticked off. Don't you even think about crossing her because she will cut you off so quick. Mila has no time for traitors in her life.

Milani is independent, always believing that whatever a man can do, she can do even better. She despises the thought of depending on a man and her parents always taught her to be self-sufficient. That's what she does to this day. Mila has the opinion that whatever a man can do, she can do even better.

Being the woke person that she is, Milani won't hesitate to call out someone on something problematic that they do or say.

History:
From the day she was born, Milani has always known a life of comfort. Her father, Adrian Vasquez is a lawyer and her mother, Lilah Vasquez is a therapist.

Car
House
Pets: Ferret siblings named Meeko and Apollo. . She got them on her 16th birthday.
Meeko:

Apollo:

Family:
Adrian Vasquez: Father (44)
Lilah Vasquez: Mother (39)
Naia Vasquez: Sister (13) -

Harlem Vasquez: Brother (1) -
Extra: Works at a cafe.
Writing Sample:
Clutching my pencil between my fingers, I looked at the history teacher yap on and on about how Europeans "discovered" America. Whatever that means.

Gnawing on the side of my cheek, I stopped in the middle of taking notes and furrowed my brows. I glanced over at Athena, who coincidentally shared this class with me. She gave me a wink. This our kinda friend "telepathy" when we can't exactly talk. Nodding, I focused my gaze on my teacher.

"Uh, Mr. Sparrow?" I said in a questioning tone, raising my hand. Turning away from the board, the pale, middle-aged man turned to me.

"Yes Indigo?" My teacher answered.


"This is a bit inaccurate. Firstly, Columbus did not discover America. Native Americans did, they were here long before Columbus. Secondly, Europeans did not gain control of America, because in order to gain something you have to work for it. Europeans took Native American land and later forced them onto reservations. Then, they took their own children to assimilate into European life and get rid of their Native lifestyle. To be honest, Europeans messed up pretty much everything."

Once I was done with my little history lesson, I shrugged and shifted in my seat. Mr. Sparrow looked quite red and maybe a bit speechless. "W-Well that may be in some instances.-" Another student spoke up.

"No, it is true in all instances."

"U-um anyways. Onto life in the west." Mr. S answered. I inwardly chuckled. It's funny how people act when you give them straight facts and they still deny them.
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At the end of class, I gathered all of my things. "You have lunch this hour?" Athena asked me, walking towards me. Sighing, I shook my head, "Nope. Wish I did though. I'm seriously starving." I chuckled gently. Athena frowned with a small laugh. "Okay, see ya later then. See ya later maestro." She winked.
"That's my girl, sharing your wokeness with everybody." She laughed, headed out. Letting out a small smile, I lifted my bag and gathered my textbook, but out of the corner of my eye noticed this cross object. It was on the desk next to me. Where Luka had been sitting.

I slowly took the object in my hand and inspected it. There were red beads and a silver cross that made up the jewelry. It looked like a typical cross necklace but it looked more like a rosary. Hm. This must belong to Luka since it was where he sat.

Clutching the religious jewelry in my hand, I headed out the door.

 

[Lamia]

Name: Arrow Matthew Gray

Nickname: Row
Age: 17

Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual

East Or West: West

Appearance:

Hair colour: Black
Eye colour: Dark Brown

Height: 6,2
Weight: 143
Body Type: Athletic

Race/Ethnicity: African American. Half Trinidadian and half American.


Likes:

• Football
• Poetry/making rhymes
• Flirting with girls whom he fancies
• Dancing

Dislikes:

• Condescending people
• Struggling
• Crime
• Fakeness
• Failing
• Greed
• His father's pride
• Being weak

Strengths:

• Skilled in knowing how to shoot guns effectively
• Boxing
• Street-smart
• Physically and mentally strong

Weaknesses:

• Letting his guard down
• When enraged, he can do some severe damage
• His dyslexia

Relationships:
Clary James - He's known the girl since they were in diapers. Arrow is really close with the girl. He would take a bullet for her. As they got older, he noticed that his feelings for Clary started to transition form best friends to the point where his heart started beating faster whenever she was around. The girl doesn't know about Arrow's feeling for her yet.

Personality:
Arrow is quite friendly with others. Arrow is a bit wary of East siders due to his upbringing. He's a bit of a jokester, always pulling pranks of some sort. He can be quite a flirt with girls he exceptionally likes. Arrow has a passion for poetry/rap and football. He can be seen coming up with some flowing rhymes. Row also loves dancing hip-hop. He known as a very talented guy with lots of potential.
However, he's product of his environment and he has gotten into drugs and gang activity in the past and sometimes still does.

Arrow keeps all his emotions bottled up, always being told to never let anyone see him weak or show fear. It may have down him worse and he has a few hypermasculine problems. These hidden emotions eventually turn to violence or dangerous activities.

Overall, he's a great fun-loving and sweet guy.
History:

Car:

House:
Pets: 2 year old dog named Astrid.

Family:
Extra:
Writing Sample:

"Luka, this isn't going to go anywhere if you don't talk to me. Don't you want help?"

Silence.

Yawning, I leaned back against the red futon that I was currently sitting on. The man sitting across from me frowned.

"We're done in ten minutes right?" I mused, folding my hands behind my head. He sighed, "You have to talk about your problems Luka. It's the only way you will make progress." Said the forty-something man, voice getting an octave higher with each passing word. A low chuckle left my lips, "In order for that to happen, I would need to have problems sir."

Sitting up, I grabbed a cigarette from my pocket and lit it up. Putting the cigarette between my lips, I inhaled deeply and released a puff of smoke. The therapist ran his hands through his auburn, quiffed hair.
"That's another thing Luka. You have a bad smoking problem, this could lead into your adult life and-"

Letting out a breath of air, I raised my eyes to stare at the clear white ceiling, tuning him out. Honestly, I'm only at this place because my foster parents forced me to see this freaking shrink. Going to this dang place will not stop me from doing the things that I do. But they don't get that yet. Maybe, they never will. I was sick and tired of people telling me what was and wasn't wrong with me. It's been this way since I was ten years old.

As the therapist continued to speak, I counted down the minutes until I could get out of here. If hell relocated to earth, this would be it.

 

[Misty Gray]

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Candice "Candy" Piper"All of these nice things were stolen."
(Westside)


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• Basics
• Personality
• History
• Other
• Writing Sample

• 
  Age
  17
  
  Hair Colour
  Brown
  
  Eye Colour
  Brown
  
  Height
  5'3"
  
  Weight
  98lbs
  
  Sexuality
  Heterosexual
  
  Relationships
  TBC
  
  
• 
  Personality
  + Talkative
  + Friendly
  + Hopeful
  + Compassionate
  + Sweet
  + Funny
  +/- Forgiving
  - Naive
  - Impressionable
  - Impulsive
  - Reckless
  - Mistrusting
  
  Likes
  - Dancing
  - Running
  - Sweets and soda
  - Drawing and painting
  - Rock and metal music
  - Cute animals
  - Parties
  
  Dislikes
  - Jocks and cheerleaders
  - Bullies
  - Discrimination
  - Being taken advantage of
  - Lack of money
  - Snooty people
  - Flashy people
  - Conformity
  
  Strengths
  - Creative
  - Great dancer
  - High energy
  - Loyal
  - Highly motivated
  
  Weaknesses
  - Steals things
  - Easily taken advantage of
  - Judges jocks/cheerleaders too easily
  - Low self-esteem around guys
  - Struggles to trust popular people
  
  
• 
  
  History
  Candy has always lived in the Westside. When she was first born, the family home was a little bigger and her parents had slightly better jobs, but the family has never had a life of wealth or luxury. Her father was a construction worker until he injured his back and shoulder ten years ago, leaving him out of work for a time as he recovered. He eventually found work as a bartender, where he continues to work shifts that don't bring in as much money as he'd like. Her mother is a housekeeper at a nearby hotel, also working random shifts and in a job that makes her unhappy. Regardless of the piling debt and money worries, the family of four has always been a close and loving one.
  
  Candy is closest to her big brother, Nathan, who has looked out for her since she was born. When they were younger, he was very protective over her and that still continues to this day, which is perhaps part of the reason Candy can be taken advantage of when doing her own thing. Last year, Candy began seeing a jock from the Eastside, named Sean. She spent time with him and made what she thought were new friends, but It turned out the whole thing had been a bet orchestrated by Sean's female friends. Shortly after they'd slept together, Sean dumped Candy in front of his friends who proceeded to mock and laugh at her. When Candy confided in her brother, he tracked Sean down and only stopped punching the rich kid when Candy intervened. The last thing she wanted was Nathan getting arrested, especially if the cops then found out about all of the stealing he'd been doing - most of which to help his family. Most of Candy's possessions are items stolen by Nathan and gifted to her.
  
  In school, Candy had a small circle of friends, though many would consider them outsiders and geeks. She doesn't care for labels and knows her friends are genuine, even if they are unpopular. She scrapes through most school subjects, excelling only in art and dance. Since the problems with Sean, her brother has also been teaching Candy self-defence in the hopes she will be able to defend herself if needed. Candy doesn't hate Eastsiders, but she is very suspicious of their intentions. She especially dislikes those who seem spoiled, selfish and conceited.
  
  
• 
  Pets
  Loki the cat
  
  
  Family
  Jacob Piper (Father)
  Leanne Piper (Mother)
  Nathan Piper (Brother, 21)
  
• 
  
  Candy found a quiet spot in the changing room to get dressed, away from the more vocal and popular girls. Her clothes from last year thankfully still fit her, which was good as she hadn't wanted to nag her parents to buy her a new kit. She didn't care if it wasn't like the other girls were wearing as she liked it. She hoped this class wasn't one where people picked teams as she knew she'd be one of the last to be chosen, even if she was good at athletics and gymnastics. If you weren't popular, you weren't getting picked until the end. She'd learned that long ago.
  
  She was sure she'd heard a group of girls laughing at her, but decided she was just being paranoid as she wasn't the only "loser" in the changing room. Dressed in her kit, she made her way towards the main gym, a mixture of excitement for the class itself but apprehension about the other students. She was snapped out of her daydream as she tripped over a foot which had been purposely stuck out in her path by Sean's girlfriend. Candy heard the girl say something to her friends about her being a dirty scrounger as she fell onto her hands and knees. Candy was about to snap at the girl but instead just helped herself to her feet and held her tongue. She looked down to her throbbing knees but was glad to see her skin wasn't broken, though she didn't doubt there would be bruises later. "Stupid bitches," she muttered to herself.
  
  
  

 

[erzulie]

Alana Lemay

basic

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Name: Alana Lemay
Nickname(s): Lana
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
East Or West: West
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5’8
Weight: 143 lbs
Body Type: Curvaceous
East or West: West
Likes: Shopping || Parties || Flirting || Winning || Affection || Fashion || Having fun || Weed
Dislikes:Cold Weather || Being looked down on || Judgemental people || Rodents
Strengths:Open-mind || Quick-thinker || Social butterfly || Confrontational
Weaknesses:Short-tempered || Flippant || Sensitive || Puts up a brave front
Relationships:[N/A Until Accpected]

personality

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Alana seems to be the epitome of a west side girl. She’s a free-spirit who doesn’t like to stay in one place for too long. If it wasn’t for her education she would have probably ditched town by now. She doesn’t let things like rules hold her back. The young girl does what she wants and doesn’t care about those who judge her way of life. Alana is a harmless flirt. She finds it fun and flattering when someone engages in some flirting with her. She’s seductive without meaning too be. Alana doesn’t take shit from anyone, whether it’s from a family member or the authorities. She was taught to never back down and always speak her mind when she feels the need to. This doesn’t mean that she’s a reckless person. She knows when to keep her cards close to her chest. There’s something cunning about Alana which puts people on edge if they know her. If they’re not careful they could end up spilling one secret or another. Affectionate is something that she is as well. She enjoys being close with others in a platonic and nonplatonic way. A hug is just as important at sex to her. Alana is a confrontational person who isn’t afraid to get into a fight with others, no matter the gender. Her hands are rated E for everyone as she usually says.

biography

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History: Alana’s childhood was not as bad as most. She still experienced life as a westsider, crime was high in her neighborhood. From both the people living their and the authorities. Her young eyes saw things that no child should see. Alana’s parents were rich to put it simply, they never moved to the east side. Despite their money it was no place for them. Alana’s parents gained their money the dirty way. Her father was a rising king pin and his then girlfriend helped him along the way. As time went on he began to become more notorious, his empire stretched rapidly from the west to the east and to some cities as well. The cops never manage to catch him. His crew was loyal and people in the West didn’t snitch since they knew what happened to rats. Alana wasn’t blissfully unaware of this until she was taken by a rival of her father. She spent days with the enemy and they revealed just how she and her family were so rich. Alana was rescued but she wasn’t the same. Her parents had no choice to to tell the truth. Despite the news Alana didn’t change, she was shocked but she still loved her parents. As she grew older the spoiling stopped. Her parents wanted her to grow up so instead of everything being handed to her she had to work hard for what she wanted. She got a job while in school and stayed on top of her studies. Her father wanted her to succeed in life and not end up like him or the others kids her age.
miscellaneous

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Family: Justine Lemay: Mother
August Lemay: Father
Pets: Lord & Lady
Car
House

Spoiler: Writing Sample

Alana grabbed a paintbrush from off the counter and dipped it in the small bottle of neon green paint in her hand. The substance was safe for human skin. It glowed brightly in the dark. She was excited about the glow in the dark party that she was about to attend. Her own face and body had been painted in a mixture of colors that made her mocha skin pop. Currently she was helping a friend with her body paint. Her face and exposed body parts were littered with glowing swirls and dots, some of them held lightening bolt and hearts. Alana was having fun to say the least. When she finished up she closed the bottle and put the paintbrush in a cup of water to clean in. Alana looked into the mirror along with her friend. She winked at her reflection. “We look good, lets go do some dancing in the dark.” She laughed and headed for the door.

coding; allrightsreserved deer ​

 

[Queen_Liyah]

Richard "Rich" Dawson
"You think burning down the school was worse, But, you think going to a rich school is any better?"-Richard "Rich" Dawson

basics

Full Name: Richard Royal Dawson
Nickename: Rich or Royal or Richie
Age: Eighteen
Birthdate: June 21
Gender: Cis-Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Race/Ethnicity: Australian
Language: English
West side or East side: West side

appearance

Height: 6'1
Weight: 205
Eye Color: Light Brown
Natural Hair Color: Dark Brown
Dyed Hair Color: None
Clothing Style: ☠/☠/☠

personality

Personality: While growing up without a father figure around him to show him what's right and what's wrong all he had was his mother and his two little dogs and he grew up being very overprotective with his family. When he was going to school in the Westside he was known as the "Trouble Maker Royal" or just the cute bad boy on the west side. He was very caring and understanding when it comes when someone needed help with anything. He is very risk-taking when it comes to making hard decisions and supporting his family. He has a few anger problems here and then and is very aggressive only when needed to be to get what he wants.

Bio: Richard was born in Australia with both mother and father named Rebecca Dawson and Jason Throne and grew up on the West Side. When Rich turned only two of years from what his mother told him he packed his bags and left making out with rich women at their house front door and never came back. The only way now that he could see his father is as in he never had one and he doesn't care about him and his money. Even though he and his mother weren't living the good life as they would want he still made sure that his mother had everything she needed and make sure that she was able to do what she had to do.

When Richie turned 13 he was so into cars and he just loved wanting to fix them or even get paid just to fix them so he can help take care of the bills along with his mother job at the local diner and that was exactly what he did two years later. When he turned 16 he opened shop in the small garage that they had and he was helping people who lived on the west side fix their cars and get paid just to do it from them while at the same time going to school and watching the dogs and football practice but it was all worth it at the end. Coming back to school after summer break was his senior year, he didn't think that he was going to go college for anything and he was going to stay home with his mother but she just keeps pushing him to go. Once he got the call that someone (could be one of his friends) fireworks the school, he mentality laughed to himself that day happy that he didn't have to go to school anymore until he got the call that school will be shared in the East Side.

Likes: |Girls|Parties|Smoking|Drinking|Fixing Cars|His Hair|West Side|
Dislikes: |The Rich|Annoying People|Followers|Drugs|Greedy People|

Other

Car:Richard's Car
House:Richard's House
Family: Single Mother(37)>Rebecca Dawson>Waitress: She was the only person that he ever cared most about most
Father(39)>Jason Throne>CEO of Company in East Side: Left when he was only 2 for some rich chick in the East Side
Step-Sister(16)>Christina Throne>Student at East Side: A sister who lives with his dead beat father and has no close relationship with
Step-Mother(38)>Jessica Throne>Business Women: A women Richard doesn't care about
Pets: China and Roxie

Spoiler: Writing Sample

Beep..Beep..Beep..Be.. "You got to be kidding me it's only the bloody fucking weekend," Richard says as he slams his alarm clock off. It was only Sunday morning and he knew that tomorrow will be his first day of school which he wasn't ready because he had to go to the East side to go to school and deal with spoiled little brats all day while they talked about how many cars and mansions they each have in many states. Richard finally got out of his bed and before he even has time to crack open the door wide-open both of his dogs, Roxie and China, jumped on top of him because both of the dogs wanted to play with him and get something to eat and drink at the same time. "Alright girls settle down, let's go and get some food". Richie says as he leads the two dogs downstairs to eat their breakfast.

"Morning Mom, on your way to work?", Richard asked curiosity. "Yea I am and baby make sure that you want the two dogs and come eat your breakfast". He rolled his eyes and says "Mom I can make my own breakfast". He was worry about his mother more than everything because she is a hard-working single mom living on the East side because of his father leaving her life dirt. "Ma don't overwork yourself." and adds, "Love you alright ma?". She nodded and gave him a kiss on his cheek and says "Bye baby I'll see you later".

coded by @lorde

 

[Bellz]

|East Side

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Scarlett Grace Sinclair
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BASIC INFORMATION​

Name: Scarlett Grace Sinclair
Nickname: Scar, "Gracie" by her parents.
Age: (15-18) 17
Gender: female
Sexuality: heterosexual
East Or West: East

Hair color: Dark Brown
Eye color: blue
Height: 5'7
Weight: 135
Body Type: slim/dancer build

ROLE PLAY DATA​

Likes:[3+] Ballet, Contemporary Dance, Jazz, Playing the violin and piano, listening to classical music.
Dislikes:[3+] Spiders, her father, dark chocolate, diary products (well...ice cream doesn't count)
Strengths:[3+] Beautiful and Graceful dancer, intelligent, musically gifted with the violin and piano,
Weaknesses:[3+] Overly anxious, a bit of a push over, doesn't like to be touched.
Relationships:[N/A Until Accpected]

(Do not add yet)

HISTORY
Scarlett was born into the Sinclair family 17 years ago and is the only child of Genevieve and Charles Sinclair, who owned a great part of the fishing companies in their small little town. To put it simply, Scarlett's parents are one of the richest on the East Side. Being the only heiress to her families fortune, Scarlett was raised in a well disciplined home from the start. As a baby and into her adolescent years Scarlett was taken care of by many nannies and home schooled from a very early age by multiple tutors. Like herself, Scarlett's mother forced the young girl through vigorous dance lessons, also at an early age, luckily the passion for the art was passed onto Scarlett, spending roughly 5 hours a day in the dance studio when she can.

On the outside, Scarlett seems like the typical East Side girl that everyone makes her out to be, but her problems run far deeper than the human eye can detect. Trouble at home doesn't always have to affect ones social life. Scar perfected the art of hiding her feelings and what she goes through in her home life. Her mother is often seen drunk in the house, sprawled out on the floor somewhere but that wasn't even the half of it. Her father isn't any better, often working or drinking, when he is working, he ignores Scarlett and everything she does, not showing up to anything of hers unless there is some sort of press around. When he is drinking...this is where things turn dark. Scarlett was well aware of the abuse her father put her mother through, he didn't bother to cover up some of the damage he had done to her...But after one night when Scarlett came home from dance practice, her father was irrationally angry and drunk out of his mind.

Scarlett unfortunately was in the wrong place at the wrong time and was beaten for what seemed to be no reason in general. From then on, things didn't get any better, the beatings are getting worse and Scar feels as though there is no way out. Its hard to cry out for help when everyone believes you are the picture perfect family.
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PERSONALITY
Personality:[1+ paragraph]
Scarlett is a kind and gentle soul, she is often seen writing music or dancing rather than conversing with others. Her parents control a lot of who she is allowed to speak to, so when Scarlett does speak to people, its normally when they are approved by her parents. She isn't outspoken and will often cry if confronted. Most people see her as a stuck up rich girl who thinks she's above everyone else, but Scarlett is not like that at all. When she is comfortable, Scarlett is often seen smiling and lighting up a room with her radiance. She can be stubborn at times and often tries to hide through her pain instead of facing it, burying each traumatic event on top of each other, not wanting to address it.

Spoiler: Writing Sample(Which is not relevant with Scarlett..so sorry)

The Uber had arrived quickly, and at the exact same moment that Evelyn had walked out the front door of the shelter. She had dressed quickly into a dark burgundy long sleeved knit top with a black skirt and a pair of tights, pulling on her warm wool black pea coat as she stepped into the car. She chatted with her driver lightheartedly and she looked out the window in awe. She had never been into London before and she was excited. It was beautiful, the lights that lit up the night sky were lovely. The car came to a slow stop and she thanked the driver before stepping out.

Evelyn? Love? She heard Alfie call. “Yes?” She called back making sure to not use his name in order to not blow their cover. She walked quickly to meet Alfie and squealed as he swept her into his arms and spin her around. “Fear not for I am here!” She said softly and shivered slightly as his cold lips kissed her cheek. He then teased her openly by kissing the corner of her mouth. She narrowed her eyes playfully. “You are freezing my love.” She commented worriedly. “I love you too.” She murmured and nodded as he suggested that they head to the car.

“Don’t worry about it.” She murmured lightly and laughed happily. “I was just thinking about you before I went to sleep, I was wanting you to be there with me, holding me.” She said blushing slightly. He was more touchy than usual tonight but she was definitely not complaining. She loved the attention he gave her.

She took his hand and slid into the car watching as Alfie moved in beside her. “Poor dearie.” She murmured and moved to rub his arms lightly. “You look like an iceicle.” She commented with a light laugh and looked up at the drivers seat where Eddie was at the wheel. “Lovely to see you again Eddie. The children miss you terribly.” She couldn’t believe that she was in London, with a Prince, about to see the Royal Palace in person. She snuck a pinch to the inside of her wrist to make sure that she wasn’t dreaming and rested her head lightly against the headrest.

​

EXTRA'S​

Car: Scarlett isn't allowed to drive, so she has a driver taking her everywhere.
House:

Spoiler: Sinclair Manor

Pets: Scarlett has a french bulldog named Frenchie who is the love of her life.

Spoiler: Frenchie

Family:
Charles Sinclair (45)
Genevieve Sinclair (40)

coding by cychotic​

 

[Jessii]

Gemma Hudson ​

• Physical Appearances
• Facts
• Personality
• History
• Extra

• 
  
  
  
  Age: 17
  
  Hair Colour: Blonde
  
  Eye Colour: light brown
  
  Height: 5 ft 3
  
  Weight: 125 lbs
  
  Tattoos:
  
  
  
  (Behind her right ear)
  
• 
  
  

  Likes:​
  
  - Music
  
  - Retail Therapy
  
  - Cheerleading
  
  - Road Trips
  
  - Anything sweet tasting
  
  - running
  
  Dislikes
  
  - Liars
  
  - People underestimating her
  
  - Cold weather
  
  - Being ignored
  
  - Birds
  
  Strengths
  
  - Energetic
  - Charismatic
  - Fun-loving
  
  Weaknesses
  
  - Opinionated
  - Dramatic
  - Attention seeking
  
  Sexuality: Heterosexual
  
  East or West: East Side
  
• 
  
  
  Gemma is very outgoing and energetic, though sometimes can come of as dramatic when she doesn't get her way or somebody crosses her. She can throw quite the tantrum and will do her best to make you regret what you did. She's not a physical fighter, but would rather destroy you socially. Gemma, who is normally ignored at home, is an attention seeker anywhere else, trying to get the attention that she never really got. She loves flirting to get attention, but will also act stupid or try to do something funny just to get people to pay attention to her. She's not as bad as she used to be though, now having the cheer-leading team to focus her attention into. Though Gemma is normally a follower, not a leader, she did break out of her comfort zone and recently took on the role as co-captain and she loves it. She puts all of her free time into her routines. When she finds a friend that she cares for, Gemma sticks to them like glue, and is super loyal to them no matter what.
  
• 
  
  
  
  Gemma has always lived on the East side, and for most of her life, everything was perfect. She had a father who absolutely adored her, a loving mother, and siblings who were always by her side. But then things quickly erupted when a tiny little secret came out amongst the family. When Gemma was 13, a mysterious man showed up claiming to be Gemma’s father. The accusation was quickly swept under the rug, and the man disappeared, but Gemma never forgot. All of a sudden her parents were always arguing and her father quickly distanced himself from her. It did not take Gemma long to put together the pieces, but she did not dare to say it out loud. Everything had been a lie, and it all started with her mother having an affair. Gemma’s life was torn apart and she had never felt so alone. As soon as he was old enough, her brother moved out of their house and only comes home a couple times a year. Her younger sister became her father’s pride and joy, and now gets all of the attention. She had to live in a house where she had to pretend everything was perfect, and could not let anyone know just how broken her family really was.
  
  Gemma took to music and running to make herself feel better. Nothing makes her think clearer than putting on her headphones and going for a run. She does everything she can to avoid her house during the day, while everyone is home. Making herself busy with anyone, or even going shopping. Gemma tried countless idea’s to get her families attention back on herself, but eventually gave up and began using it to her advantage. Her father will agree to anything to get her to go away, and her mother will give her anything she wants just so that she will keep their families secret.
  
• 
  Car:
  
  
  
  House:
  
  
  
  
  Pets: An Australian Shepherd named Tex
  
  
  
  
  Family:
  
  Father: Nathaniel Hudson (Corporate Lawyer)
  Mother: Charlotte Hudson (Retired Model now Fashion Blogger)
  Brother: Noah Hudson (20)
  Sister: Ava Hudson (15)
  

Spoiler: Writing Sample

Aimee sat on the edge of her bed, her eyes wide and a look of shock on her face. She was supposed to be spending a nice evening with her fiancé, having a nice dinner that she had made for them and then staying in and watching movies. But instead, she had just listened to him tell her that he was leaving her, and going ahead with the arranged marriage that his parents were trying to force him into. She had heard about the arranged marriage before, but he had assured her that he would never agree to it. Though apparently that had all turned out to be a lie, as he was now breaking up with her, to get married to that annoying uppity princess just to ensure that he inherited his father’s business one day.

“Aimee, say something.” He pleaded with her.

She looked up to him, her eyes glossy and tears starting to become visible. She was in between wanting to plead with him, and scream at him. How could he possibly do this to her? After telling her all this time that he had loved her? Aimee took a deep breath in and slowly let it out. “Get out of my apartment.” Her voice was quiet, but she was quick to gain her confidence. “Get out Greyson, get the hell out of my house, out of my life, get out!” She had screamed the last part, the tears now streaming down her face. She could tell that he was surprised by her reaction, but slowly started to do what he was told. She could tell that he wanted to argue with her, but knew that it wouldn’t change anything. He was still leaving her. She looked away as he headed out of her room and gathered his stuff. She waited until she heard the front door close before grabbing her cell phone from beside her and dialing a very familiar number. “Beth, he left. He actually left me.” She paused as her friend started talking quickly. “I’m at my house, I just kicked him out. Okay, I’ll see you soon.” She put the phone down on the bed, and put her head into her hands. She had felt like her heart was ripped out of her chest, she couldn’t believe this was happening. Now all she could do was to wait for Beth to show up, not wanting to be alone.

 

[Jessii]

• • • •​

• • • •​

♦♦♦​

Name: Mason West
Age: 18
Hair Colour : Dirty blonde
Eye Colour: blue
Height: 5 ft 11

Personality
Mason is super obnoxious and believes that he's the best gift to the world. He is not used to being told no, and does not handle it well when someone tells him no, or isn't interested in him. Mason is confident and loves himself more than anything else out there. He's cocky as well, and quick to boast about himself, or something that he has accomplished. Mason isn't used to doing much work, other than whatever is expected for him in school. He isn't a fan of sports, or working up a sweat. He will do whatever he can to get out of having to do any sport related activity, and is a pro at missing gym class. Being quite the charismatic guy, Mason loves any social gatherings, especially parties. He tends to use those to find his latest interest. He is not a commitment guy, and likes keeping his options open. He's not one for leading on more than one girl at once, but when he's done with you, you'll know.
Likes: Attention, video games, candy, partying, fast cars
Dislikes: Being bored, commitment, reading
Sexuality: Heterosexual
East or West: East side, all the way

♦♦♦

Mason is an IVF baby. His parents had tried for years to have a baby, but they had no luck. Eventually, they went to a fertility clinic to get help, and luckily they had money on their side to try as many times that they needed. It took three times for them to finally get pregnant. And then Mason was born. His parents acted like he was a miracle child and gave him anything he ever wanted and asked for. They tried once to give Mason a sibling, but it did not work. Unfortunately, having his parents constantly catering to him did not help his ego and self-centeredness. He always expects to get what he wants, and acts like he’s entitled to everything. As he got older, his parents continued to smother him as much as they could. His mother became a stay-at-home mom as soon as Mason was born, but once Mason was in grade school, she went back to writing for magazines, and working on her own books. She occasionally leaves on book tours, but messages Mason the whole time she’s gone. His father owns his own business, and expects Mason to take over one day.

♦♦♦

Car:

House:

Family:
Mother – Molly west
Father – Christopher West

Mason West

• • • •​

• • • •​

code by pasta

 

[Wonder Woman]

"So what if I set the school on fire? Not like the place was important to us."

BA S I C​

Name: Axel Rufus
Nickname: Axe
Age:18

P H Y S I C A L​

Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Black
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 160lbs

P E R S O N A​

+ Flirty
+ Courageous
+ Intelligent
~ Carefree
- Cocky
- Reckless
- Partier (Though he would argue that it's a great trait)
Likes:
> Alcohol
> Drugs
> Flirting
> Music
> Flirting with East Sider girls
Dislikes:
< East Siders (Almost to a weird level)
< School
< People fucking with the West Side
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
West or East:
West

H I S T O R Y​

Ah Axel Frankford... the kid who lit the school on fire. Axel is a Westsider born and raised, his parents ditching him when he was 6 but honestly, never really bothered him, his older brother took him in along with the rest of the gang members. He was raised with guns, drugs, and violence, always being a bit of a troubled kid. Through elementary school, he played pranks and told off teachers, everyone blaming it on the gang when in reality it was his severe ADHD that his brother couldn't afford medication for. Once he reached high school Axel took it upon himself to start smoking weed to try and keep himself focused, him along with Clary becoming the most popular weed dealers in the Westside. He just didn't give a fuck anymore.
Once he turned 18 he was official inducted into the gang, now being a full fledged member but still wanting to finish high school (though he won't admit that he cares) saying he's doing it to give all the teachers that told him he wouldn't a big ol' middle finger, not caring about it Much beyond that.
Then July 4th happened, the boy had gotten a shit ton of fire works and decided, why not set them off in the halls of the shit they called a high school, the building quickly burned to the ground due to the construction being so old and flammable. He never was caught though, and honestly maybe he did everyone a favour.

 

[Wonder Woman]

(So I said in the rules a writing sample is required for the CS, not a single person has done one XD so please put a writing sample in a spoiler at the end of your CS)

 

[lavendre]

KAI
LÖFGREN
"don't worry. at ships haven prep,
we're not all that bad."​

name: gerhard löfgren (pronounced as KHER-hart LAWF-gren)

nickname: kai (dimunitive of gerhard), kerry (by his parents)

age: 18

gender: male

sexuality: bisexual

east or west: east

faceclaim: niclas gillis

voice claim: valter skarsgård

hair colour: blonde

eye colour: blue

height: 5'11

weight: 175lbs

body type: lean

| P E R S O N A L I T Y |

likes: staying sober, writing, high fashion, fantasy and realistic fiction genres, horror, wine, being "out of the norm", people who are "out of the norm", the color rose gold

dislikes: the smell of cigarette smoke, alcohol, getting drunk, people who get drunk off of wine, the whole "you must be fun at parties" thing, being insulted, seeing others hurt, gloom, judgmental people

strengths: sociable, lighthearted and actually takes things lightly, unassuming and open, generous, dutiful and responsible

weaknesses: a bit passive and a pushover, too nice, moody and becomes easily depressed, doesn't take risks, overthinker

relationships: n/a for now

personality: kai is a writer, though he is far from the introverted, coffee-loving, night owl bohemian stereotype of one. the young man is quite talkative, but he knows when he goes overboard and does his best to avoid it. he is not loud or boisterous, but he is the kind of person who makes friends easily, with his charming smile and infectious laugh. he's not the ideal picture of "masculinity at its finest" and he knows that, but he still tries to be as courteous as possible to both men and women.

while he hates alcohol and drugs, kai is not a serious person - at all. in fact, he likes parties and attends them frequently. he is a very nonjudgmental person. he hates being judged himself, so he avoids making unfair assumptions about other people based on their external appearance or first impressions. simply put, he is a sweetheart, being extremely kind to every person she meets, no matter who they are or where they come from.

kai is quite open about most things, including his dislike of alcohol (except fine wine), his "feminine" traits (having a walk-in closet full of clothes and loving the color rose gold), and even his sexuality, at least with his closer friends. he is also quite a generous person, making an effort to give money to people in need, dreaming of being a wealthy author who can be known for his philanthropic efforts one day.

kai, like everyone else, also has his downfalls. one of the biggest of these is his passivity. he is not the "big, strong, muscular, and extremely confident alpha male" and he tends to allow himself to be walked on. he tries his best to ignore insults and slights and he rarely stands his ground. he's not necessarily cowardly, but he does become rather shy in situations like this.

another vice of kai's is his generosity. the man is often too generous and willing to give everything he has - including all of his time, much of his money, and anything else he owns. he has an inability to say no when friends ask for something. if you need all the money in his pocket, he'll give it you. if it's cold and you need a jacket, he'll let himself freeze. while being generous is good, being too generous is not.

kai seems happy most of the time, but it's not hard for him to lose that happiness and seem upset for long periods of time. this can make him very moody and while he often tries to show himself as this eternally optimistic and upbeat young man, sometimes it's a facade. on his good days, he's on cloud nine, but on his low days, he will often act depressed, unmotivated, fatigued, and emotional.

| B I O G R A P H Y |

biography: born to birgitta and olov löfgren, the young man was born into wealth. birgitta, his mother, was not just a supermodel and a socialite, but also an actress, philanthropist, and the ceo of her own cosmetics line. olov, his father, owned an international modeling agency with offices in london, barcelona, milan, los angeles, new york, and his hometown, stockholm.

kai loved his mother very much and he still does. she was a strong, beautiful woman who loved him dearly and always encouraged him to pursue his passion. he felt a strong connection to his mother since he was very young and he inherited many things from her, such as his extroversion, his generous streak, and his love of writing.

when the boy was 5, his twin sisters, greta and ebba, were born. kai was ecstatic, and instead of making them "tomboys", he found that he had learned some more "feminine" traits from them. he liked the colors pink and gold, but he especially liked the color rose gold. he would play dress up with them, wearing his father's old, slightly worn suits, and they had a dollhouse that they would play with often.

kai started writing stories when he was 9. he made up these characters that him and his sisters would "use". they would pretend that they were actually these characters and progress a plot in character form. nowadays, what they did would be called "LARPing", but they didn't know. the boy used these characters in his stories with their distinct personas, making them heroes and villains and anti-heroes.

when he was 14, he began to explore somewhat with his sexuality after gaining a strong romantic attraction to his best friend. his best friend was conall, who was a rather quiet pale and freckled boy with red hair who was from ireland. when kai finally worked up the courage to tell him, conall said that he didn't feel the same way. heartbroken, kai felt himself become slowly distanced from his best friend.

a year later, birgitta found that olov had been cheating on her and sleeping with the girls in his agency. he admitted that he had slept with as many as 10 models, all who were in their mid to late twenties. kai had never seen his mother so angry and she demanded a divorce immediately. the process was a long one and once the process was done, him and his mother immigrated to the united states, moving to the east side of ships haven.

kai did have two romantic relationships - one with a guy and one with a girl. both lasted just a few months and his relationship with the guy ended when he caught his boyfriend cheated on him with a girl who he revealed to be his girlfriend. he revealed that he was in a relationship before dating kai and he lied to kai when he said he was single. kai's relationship with his girlfriend ended when she suddenly announced that he was moving far, far away and he didn't believe a long-distance relationship would work.

more recently, his mother has had a facelift and some injections done. kai sees her often concerned about her appearance, staring at the perfectly natural imperfections and seeming generally unconfident with the way she looks. he believes that she thinks she is ugly because his father cheated on her with younger, "prettier" models. she denies it, but her actions say otherwise. she has had 5 short-lived relationships in the past 3 months and kai is very worried for his mother. but he doesn't show it and he keeps it hidden from the press.

car: a 2017 lincoln continental stretch limousine

house: löfgren estate

pets: svart and vit

family: birgitta löfgren - mother
olov löfgren - father (no longer in his life)
greta löfgren - sister (13 years old; twin of ebba)
ebba löfgren - sister (13 years old; twin of greta)
svart - tuxedo cat (male)
vit - turkish angora (female)

coding by: diaphanous

Spoiler: 2nd writing sample

Of course, the rich, young Russian would be at the party early. Nat was well-dressed, but not too well-dressed, if that was even possible. He would've worn a suit, but that would be far too pretentious, even for him, so he toned his style down a bit and wore a simple white tee, tan dress pants, and a dark blue suede jacket. His brown hair was slick back as always and his face was clean and shaven. Annalise was one of his closest friends, so he didn't want to disappoint her by not showing up at her own party, even if he wasn't the partying type of guy. It would have been quite a rude thing to do.

Nat hated the water, which was a bit weird considering he grew up in a city in Russia that was relatively close to many large lakes. He found it so cold, even from someone coming from Russia. He had probably adapted to the mild climate of Ivywood very quickly. But just because the young man didn't dress too nicely didn't mean that his ride had to be more modest as well.

As always, he treated himself to riding in the limousine that took him everywhere. Yes, it was quite inappropriate for a limousine to show up at a lakeside party filled with people of different economic and social statuses, not to mention personalities as well. But Nat didn't care at all. He saw the other more normal cars - trucks, sedans, SUVs, and the like - and chuckled to himself arrogantly. Oh, how he enjoyed being rich, sitting comfortably in his fancy black limo.

He got out of the vehicle and immediately noticed getting looks from some of his peers. Looks of jealousy for his wealth, confusion of why he had to be so grandiose, and admiration of his looks and style all at the same time. Nat ignored them for the most part and while there were girls attempting to flirt with him, he ignored them also. Of course, he felt bad for doing this, but he truly wasn't attracted to any of them at all.

Nat saw that Annalise was busy with some of her other friends, so he made his way to where the drinks were, which was also where people were clustered together. A few had gone out to swim, but many of them were just drinking, talking, laughing, and generally having a good time. He took a cold beer from the cooler, opening up the bottle and taking a large gulp.

 

[Wonder Woman]

We need 1 more east side boy for everyone to be accpected!

 

[Wonder Woman]

We might be good

 

[apolla]

We need 1 more east side boy for everyone to be accpected!

We might be good

Lawd.

 

[apolla]

The Bad Boy of the East Side

Xander Reyes
"Don't act like you're not impressed."

basic data

Name
Xander Reyes

Age
18

Eye Color
Blue-green

Hair Color
Brown

Height
6'0

Weight
160lbs

Sexuality
Heterosexual

likes/dislikes

Personality Pros
-Confident
-Assertive
-Playful

Personality Cons
-Arrogant
-Cunning
-Quick tempered

Likes
-winning/being first, flirting with pretty girls, partying, big dogs, sports

Dislikes
-being told what to do, hats, cats, coffee, his dad

East or West
East

history

History
Xander may be from the East Side, but that's simply because his parents have money. That doesn't make him the star quarterback, or the valedictorian of the school. His dad is an executive of some company that requires alot of travel time, but that's fine because when he's home he's usually drunk and yelling anyway. His mom travels alot as well, as a travel nurse, but he would die to protect her. He's the bad boy of the east side. He slacks off in school, and would rather spend his time flirting with a pretty girl than studying.

Overall, Xander is the type of person you want on your side. He's not afraid to throw a punch, and his family has the type of money to keep it under wraps. When it comes to girls he can be a little pushy, but that's just because he's confident in himself to the point of being called cocky. He would never do anything that a girl didn't want to do, though; that's not the type of guy he is. He's used to getting things his way, and has been known to trash someone's name when they tried to wrong him.

He's never really had a serious relationship, because not alot of people can handle his crazy, rowdy personality. He likes to party, and sometimes doesn't know when to quit. But if he found someone who wouldn't take his shit, then maybe he could actually be considered a good guy. He's not a bad guy, just young and dumb. He would do anything for the people he actually gives a damn about, like his mother or the few true friends he has.

extra

Spoiler: House

Spoiler: Car

 

[Wonder Woman]

Westside
Girls
Clary James ~ Wonder Woman ~
Candice Piper ~ Misty Gray ~
Ilona Simoneit ~ lavendre
Alana Lemay ~ @rayvain
Boys
WIP ~ spookie
Arrow Matthew Gray ~ Lamia
Axel Rufus
Richard Dawson ~ Queen_Liyah

Eastside
Girls
Brea Summers ~ apolla
Milani Isabelle Vasquez ~ Lamia
Gemma Hudson ~ Jessii
Scarlett Grace Sinclair ~ Bellz
Boys
Xander Reyes ~ apolla
Chase Mitchell Montgomery ~ Misty Gray
Mason West ~ Jessii
Gerhard Löfgren ~ lavendre​