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Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman

Rpns Heroic Father Figure



Eastside vs Westside
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.







Character Sheet

Name
Age (15-18)
Appearance [Realistic Image or Gif]
Hair Colour
Eye Colour
Height
Weight

Personality (+ and -)
Likes
Dislikes
Sexuality
East or West
History [Please be descriptive]

Car
House
Pets
Family
Extras​








Places

Westside
Winter James
Girl
Girl
Girl
Jensen James
Boy
Boy
Boy

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



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WINTER JAMES
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→ basics ←name...Winter James
nickname... Winnie
age... 17
gender... Female
s orientation... Heterosexual
west or east... west
witchery™
→ appearance ← faceclaim... Rachel Hilbert
height... 5'7"
weight... 110
body figure... Petite small frame
distinguishing features... Freckles along her nose and a tattoo on her ribs in the shape of a rose, a couple scars scattered across her body
→ personality ←
vices... shy, meek, nervous
virtues... Hardworking, dedicated, creative
likes... dancing, reading, her brother, friends
dislikes... strangers, loud places
quirks... she has a stutter when she gets nervous
fears... her father
dreams... to dance professionally → in depth ←
biography... Winter was always a shy closed off girl, keeping her circle of friends tight knit and small. When the girl was 14 her mother got sick, the stress of it all causing her father to lash out and take his stress out on the meek girl. The people she hangs around tend to be a bit rougher since they are from the West but she trusts them whole heartedly mostly.
other... Winter works part time as a dance teacher

 
JENSEN JAMES
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→ basics ←name...Jensen James
nickname... n/a
age... 18
gender... Male
s orientation... Heterosexual
west or east... west
witchery™
→ appearance ← faceclaim...
height... 6'1"
weight... 160
body figure... Muscular and tall
distinguishing features... scarred knuckles
→ personality ←
vices... distant, sarcastic to a fault,
virtues... Hardworking, dedicated, protective, flirty
likes... cars, partying, drinking,
dislikes... school, east siders, his father
→ in depth ←
biography... Jensens been working since he was 14, his family not having much anyways. Once his mother got sick he began working more and between that, school, and selling drugs on the side he wasnt home as much as he should be, not realizing that his father was hurting his sister until he caught him one day. Not having the heart to report him he just tries his best to keep an eye on his sister. Besides that Jensens always been a goofy guy, just wanting to have some fun.

 
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call me a bitch because i speak what's on my mind. guess it's easier for you to swallow if i sat and smiled.[/div] [/div] [div class="content content01"] [div class=scroll] [div class=title]basics[/div] [div class=tag]full name- [/div] katherine marie winters
[div class=tag]nicknames- [/div] kat. sometimes kitty.
[div class=tag]age-[/div] eighteen
[div class=tag]west or east-[/div] west side
[div class=tag]sexual orientation-[/div] bisexual
[div class=tag]height/weight- [/div] 5'2 & 125lbs
[div class=tag]piercing(s)-[/div] nose and belly button
[div class=tag]tattoo(s)- [/div] lion on back left shoulder
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[div class=tag]likes-[/div] tattoos. bikes. tequila. trouble.

[div class=tag]dislikes-[/div] seafood. rejection. lectures.
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That all changed on her sixteenth birthday. She had been waiting for hours, anxious to celebrate, when there was a knock at the door. Seeing the two cops that stood on her doorstep didn't really surprise her, given her dad's reputation. She'd seen him get arrested many times before. It was when she saw her mother fall to her knees and burst into tears that she realized something was really wrong. The cops told them that her father had been shot to death, there was no saving him as he was dead on the scene. She later found out that he'd been killed during some kind of war with a rival gang.

Kat was already rebellious and a little wild, she took after her father but she had always listened to him as well. With him gone, her mother couldn't get her under control. She was out all night, drinking, fighting, smoking, and just getting into whatever trouble she could find. At her age, she'd already been in juvie a time or three. And of course she was part of the group that did that stupid prank. The fire wasn't supposed to happen but she sure did feel alive as she watched the flames rise. She didn't take into account that they would send her, and everyone else, to Ships Haven Prep.
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name malik xavier hughes

age 18

gender male

sexuality bisexual (closeted)

height 6’3”

weight 168 lbs

eye colour black

hair colour black

birthday october 23rd

east or west west

[/div][/div] [div class="textbox textp"][div class="scroll"] Malik was raised by both the streets and his mother. It shows in how he carries himself and acts around others. Malik is a quiet young man but is no way timid. He prefers actions over words. He usually speak when he has something important to say or has been spoken to, even then it's not guaranteed that'll he talk to the person talking to him. Malik carries himself in a almost casual way. But if someone looks close enough they'll notice that his body is not relaxed at all, like someone waiting for a surprise attack. It's a side effect on growing up in a violent neighborhood.

He is seen as intimidating by others. He towers of most people and his eyes are coal black, they seem to stare right through you. His face seems to always have a scowl on it, but it's just his regular face in all actuality. Malik has a temper on him. His fuse isn't ridiculously short like some but there are a few things that set him off. If he feels like someone is patronizing or belittling him then he'll develop an attitude that'll turn into a mean mug or physical confrontation. It'll happen if he feels like he's being challenged or disrespected. Malik isn’t afraid of kicking someone’s ass. He’s done it many times before.

Malik is observant, something that he learned from the streets. He pays attention to detail. It has saved his life many times in the past. He still addresses his elders using ma'am or sir, it'll be followed by a string of curse words sometimes. His manners are also intact he to the surprise of others. When he decides to actually give a damn about school, he’s actually pretty smart. He excels in math and science. Malik likes to hold deep conversations. When he hung out with his they would talk about life in the ghetto and how poverty affected certain people.

Once someone was gained Malik's loyalty he's there for them until the end. He protective of those that he holds close and is willing to do almost anything for them. Because of his life it's difficult for him to open up. When he does one would be surprised at the individual that lays inside. He's not just another statistic. Malik, despite his criminal background, is still a person.

Malik is someone with little to no regard for rules. He likes to do as he pleases whenever he wants and doesn’t take kindly to people controlling him or attempting to. He has a lot of pent up anger from hiding a certain part of himself. He struggles to uphold the tough boy image while also keeping his true self on lock. Malik knows who people in his community treat the slightest sign of difference and he has no desire to be in their sights.

likes
- money
- dogs
- chains
- weed
- basketball
- video games
dislikes
- cats
- bigots
- mornings
- clingy people
- rain

hobbies
- working
- basketball
- video games
- working out
quirks
- paces when upset
- scowling
- has a resting bitch face
- cracking his knuckles

[/div][/div] [div class="textbox texth"][div class="scroll"] Malik grew up in a crime infested neighborhood. Gang violence was a major problem along with robbery and shoot outs. He lived with his mother and grandmother, his father was a deadbeat who didn't want the responsibility that came with creating a child. His mother working three jobs in order to provide for him and his grandmother worked one. It was hard for them. They were poor and could barely afford food on the table. It was easy for Malik to fall into the street life. As a child he believed that it was cool. He'd see young men with nice things and without a care in the world. Unbeknownst to him at the time in order to achieve this they would have had to dirty their hands.

The gang life had ensnared a large amount of young men, including Malik. They treated each other like family. Something that the young man loved. It wasn't long until he found out about the dangers of gang life. Malik figured out that in order to have nice things he would have to start selling drugs. The temptation became too great. With the money he would be able to take care of him family. Soon he began known as a kingpin, working his way up the latter until he became the boss himself, taking over the gang known as the Vice Lords once the old leader died. He was able to take care of his family and ease their struggles in no time. Malachi moved his family to one of the nicer houses on the West side, once where crime and violence wasn’t so prominent.

In the beginning he tried to do the right thing and go to school. But on his side of town the school system was horrible. Teachers came and went, the school was falling apart. He had a dream of becoming a scientist at one point. It was hard to go to school when the system didn't give a damn about its students. The school to prison pipeline was apparent. Malik began to believe that it was hopeless. So he spiraled down that road of violence and selling drugs. Malik truly believes that it’s too late for someone like him and that he’s doomed to stay stuck in the life that he’s in. Though with his school burning down, his mother and grandmother managed to convince him to give school another shot. [/div][/div] [div class="textbox textr"][div class="scroll"][div class="relpic"]
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Stella Rhodes

"i'm so fancy"


nickname: Lala

age: 17

gender: female

sexuality: pansexual

west or east: east


BASIC INFORMATION:

Appearance: Iggy Azalea
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Blonde
Height/Weight: 5'6 / 140lbs
Body Type: Average - slightly athletic
Tattoos/Piercings: multiple ear piercings / tongue piercing / nose hoop / belly piercing / a few tattoos

PERSONALITY:







Personality:
+honest
+independent
+intelligent
-boisterous
-proud
-impulsuve

Likes: singing | trash reality tv | dogs | sushi
Dislikes: being told no | losing | petty people | cherries

BIOGRAPHY:


Bio:
Stella wasn't born on the east side. In fact, she spent the first fifteen years of her life living in Ships Haven's lower quality west side, with her mom. Her daddy bolted as soon as he heard the word pregnant, so Stella never knew the man. Probably for the best; what kind of loser walks out on a pregnant mom and his kid-to-be? She asked about him some as a kid, but mostly since it was just Stella and her mom, she became a mama's girl. They were best friends. Stella didn't have to worry about trying to be someone else for her mom; she accepted her daughter for who she was.

Of course, that's not always the healthiest parent-kid relationship, but it worked for them. Stella's mom dated alot, but it never bothered Stella, because she knew she was still number one. That much was obvious by the fact that her mother would kick out her dates at the end of the night (or in the morning), yet Stella would remain, and there they'd be on the couch, talking shit about the guy while eating ice cream for breakfast.

Those days wouldn't last forever, though. Stella's mom eventually met Blake, who quickly became the "love of her life". Stella's spot in her mom's life was gone. Of course, she'd always be her daughter, but the woman was madly in love. The worst part? He was east side. When they moved, Stella left her old life and her friends behind. Some of them even see her as a traitor.

Blake tried to parent Stella, and convince her mom to do the same. She even tried, but Stella wasn't having it. After not really having discipline in her life for such a long time, she wasn't about to have it now. She breaks curfew and does what she wants, to hell with the consequences. But she's not dumb enough to do something that would ruin what she's got going on.


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"Oh, my GOD! Nessa Cleary! I can't believe you're here!"

Plastering her almost too white, award winning smile on her face, Nessarose turned around when she heard someone call her name. Though this party was filled with people she didn't know, when the invite had made its way into her inbox, she couldn't turn it down. She and her mother had just moved here a few weeks ago; they were barely completely unpacked. When she'd made mention of the party to the older woman, Nessarose had begged her mother to let her go.

"I don't want it to turn into something embarrassing for you, Nessarose." Nessa remembered clearly that Claire had paused in doing the dishes then, the lines on her forehead pronounced more clearly. She was worried for her daughter, which Nessarose could understand and appreciate. But she had no friends here. Despite all that had happened back home with her father, and getting kicked out of the band and all, not everyone had turned against her.

Just most of them.

But this, she'd told her mom, was a chance for a fresh start. New places, new faces, and a chance for Nessarose to reinvent her image. Claire had sighed, then, and turned to look fully at her daughter. After a moment, the forehead wrinkles cleared some, and a small smile grew on her mom's face. Then she'd agreed.

A party was a party, no matter where you were. Whether you were in the boonies or Las Vegas, there wasn't much difference except for location. There would be alcohol, half naked bodies, dancing... same things everywhere. So that's how Nessarose felt at home in this penthouse suite that she didn't recognize, her outfit thrown haphazardly together as she'd found it in one of her many boxes.

Greeting the girl that approached her with a smile, she was more than a little surprised when the girl leaned in for a hug. Hugging her back, Nessa straightened after a moment, switching her champagne flute to her other hand. "Hey there," Nessarose took a tiny sip from the flute. "Nice party; is it yours?"

"Oh, this?" Flipping her hair over her shoulder, the dark haired vixen shook her head. "Not quite up to par with my standards." She had her own flute, and she held it gingerly between her first two fingers as she took in the blonde in front of her. "So, is it true?" She tilted her head, regarding Nessa carefully with a sly grin appearing on her features.

"Is what true?" Nessa had started to take another sip out of her flute, though she nearly choked when she heard what the girl said next.

"That you're all washed up? Kicked out of Glitterbomb, nowhere else to go. Daddy left mommy with all the bills, so you had to downsize?" The girl pursed her lips, bringing her glass up to her lips and downing the rest of its contents.

So much for a new start.

But Nessarose was used to the mean girls. They were everywhere when you were constantly under the camera glare. Forcing a grin, Nessa sighed and met the girls gaze. "Oh, honey. Too bad that money can't buy you a brain." Shaking her head, she downed the rest of the champagne in her own glass and pushed past the dark haired girl, the grin disappearing as soon as their shoulders bumped.

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[div class=tabs][div class="fourth" style="height:20px;font-size:18px;transition:1s"][div class=hoverwordiiii]biography[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=content][div class="tabsContent tabsContent1"] [div class=div style="overflow:hidden"][div class=overflow] [div class=posttitle][div class=postimg][/div] [div class=username]heyjude[/div] [div class=date]aug 20th[/div] [div class=post style="background-image:url(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c2/c0/92/c2c092365c1250c2e0ad35bef2434464.jpg);background-size: cover"] [div class=uppersquare][div class=lowersquare][/div][/div][/div] [div class=bottom][div class=username]heyjude[/div] [div class=quote]birthday bitch[/div][/div][/div]
[div class=posttitle style="top:280px"][div class=postimg][/div] [div class=username]heyjude[/div] [div class=date]apr 12th[/div] [div class=post style="background-image:url(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ed/bc/7f/edbc7f41714474148999777a89495a9f.jpg);background-size: cover"] [div class=uppersquare][div class=lowersquare][/div][/div][/div] [div class=bottom][div class=username]heyjude[/div] [div class=quote]spring finally sprung[/div][/div][/div]
[div class=posttitle style="top:555px"][div class=postimg][/div] [div class=username]heyjude[/div] [div class=date]feb 18th[/div] [div class=post style="background-image:url(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/42/dd/3f/42dd3ff97be33dc1041946b70bbe706b.jpg);background-size: cover"] [div class=uppersquare][div class=lowersquare][/div][/div][/div] [div class=bottom][div class=username]heyjude[/div] [div class=quote]sweet[/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div][/div] [div class=content][div class="tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display: none"] [div class=div] [div class=image][/div] [div class=smalldiv][div class=wordscontainer][div class=nameword]Jude Gray[/div]
the requisite[/div] [div class=text][div class=overflow] [div class=box]name[/div] Judith Lacy Gray

[div class=box]nickname[/div] Jude

[div class=box]age[/div] 17

[div class=box]dob[/div] August 20

[div class=box]east or west[/div] East Side

[div class=box]gender[/div] Female

[div class=box]sexuality[/div] Straight

[div class=box]zodiac[/div] Leo

[div class=box]hair[/div] Blonde

[div class=box]eyes[/div] Blue

[div class=box]height[/div] 5'3

[div class=box]weight[/div] 110

[div class=box]distinguishing features[/div] None

[div class=box]physical ailments[/div] recovering from an eating disorder

[div class=box]faceclaim[/div] Mikaela Long[/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div][/div] [div class=content][div class="tabsContent tabsContent3" style="display: none"] [div class=div] [div class=image style="background-image:url(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/32/aa/da/32aada01e66dc6533187c7e9393931ef.jpg);background-size: cover"][/div] [div class=smalldiv][div class=wordscontainer][div class=nameword]Jude Gray[/div]
the persona[/div] [div class=text][div class=overflow] [div class=box]personality !![/div]

Likes: sunny days, hot and iced tea, fresh croissants, chouquettes, volleyball, fresh flowers

Dislikes: cold weather, oatmeal, being called "judith", hospitals, her parents' lack of concern, cooking, nosy people

Vices: impulsive, impatient, insecure, rigid, picky, sensitive

Virtues: empathetic, friendly, loyal, insightful, intelligent, diligent

Habits: bounces leg when sitting, picking/biting at lip, twirling hair when nervous, tapping fingers on desk/table/leg/etc.

Fears: slipping back into her eating disorder, becoming like her parents, doing nothing with her life, not leaving Ships Haven, spiders, isolation, rats/mice, bugs

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Judith Gray, or Jude as she demands to be called, was the first and only child of Amy and Ben Gray. Amy and Ben are very work-focused people that never intended to have children, but when Amy fell pregnant, they saw no reason why they shouldn't raise the baby. Both parents remained dedicated to their work. Amy, an international lawyer, returned to work as soon as she was able to. Ben, a plastic surgeon, had not taken any time off work. In order to ensure Jude was cared for, Amy and Ben hired a live in nanny.

Because foreign language was so important to her career, Amy insisted on hiring a nanny that was not from the United States who would be required to teach Jude a second language. Chloe Mercier, a French nanny was hired. Jude immediately took to Chloe, thinking of her as more of a mother figure than her own mother. Chloe definitely brought a lot of the French culture to Jude's life. Jude even visited France with Chloe each summer. Jude didn't think much about rarely seeing her parents until about middle school. However, things really soured between Jude and her parents once she reached high school.

Though Jude had a very privileged upbringing, it was most definitely not free of hardship. Once Jude hit high school, Chloe was no longer Jude's nanny because her parents felt like she could handle being on her own. Chloe popped in a couple nights a week, but it was still very difficult for Jude. Soon, Jude began to spiral with her mental health and by sophomore year, she had developed anorexia. The summer between sophomore year and junior year, Jude collapsed while visiting Chloe's home. Jude ended up being hospitalized and sent to an inpatient program where she remained for most of her junior year, returning to school in April. It wasn't a secret why she left school for a while, news travels fast. It wasn't too difficult of an adjustment aside from the fact that Jude had to quit playing volleyball.

Since being hospitalized, Jude has not spoken to her parents, who made no effort to see her regularly in the hospital. She can't stand the fact that they take their work more seriously than her well being. She just wishes she could just live with Chloe, but she knows that isn't possible. Her parents wouldn't allow it and Chloe is now a nanny for another family. Chloe and Jude have dinner together every Sunday night, though they occasionally see each other an extra day or two a week. Jude just wants a smooth and quiet senior year, but she isn't sure how things will go with the West Side kids moving into her school. She's sure there will be more drama than ever before. She doesn't have a problem with the West Side kids, but she isn't so sure about her classmates.

[div class=box]car !![/div] x

[div class=box]house !![/div] x

[div class=box]pets !![/div]

none, she isn't allowed. she desperately wants a dog.

[div class=box]family !![/div]

mother: amy gray, 49, alive

father: ben gray, 53, alive

mother figure/ex-nanny: chloe mercier, 39, alive

[div class=box]extras !![/div]

-jude speaks fluent french

-jude played volleyball from 6th-10th grade

-jude has therapy once a week, but she doesn't really talk about it with her friends

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Devin Robinson
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Nickname: Dev
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
West or East: West

Face Claim: Naomi Scott
Hair/Eye Color: Dark brown / Chocolate brown
Height/Weight: 5'5" / 115 lbs
Body Type: Slim yet athletic
Tattoos/Piercings:
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Nose ring, three studs in each ear

Theme Song: Savage by Lights
Extras: Drives a black 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle SS that she bought from a junkyard and fixed up, has an orange cat named Hercules

Likes: Cars, drinking, smoking, skateboarding, drawing and art, all different types of tea, her cat Hercules
Dislikes: Most East-siders (except Miles), pity, traffic, authority figures, sweet desserts
Personality: Devin isn't really the most happy-go-lucky person in the world. But given her life story, could you expect her to be? She's kind, protective, and sometimes even maternal towards her friends, and almost always puts the needs of others over her own. She's dependable, loyal, and generally a decent human being. However, that doesn't mean she has no dark side. If anyone were to insult or attack her friends, Dev has no problem stepping up and firing back. The moment Dev steps foot in the ring, she's focused, strategic, and cruel towards her opponents. It's almost as if she becomes a different person, her evil twin. A part of her livelihood sits on winning those fights, and Dev takes that very seriously.

Devin doesn't really do well with sappy emotions. She doesn't know how to feel them, and therefore doesn't know how to respond to them either. She becomes a bit awkward if anyone expresses romantic interest in her, often times avoiding their words and either changing the subject or trying to find a way to exit the conversation. She honestly has no idea how to respond to compliments in general, let alone flirtations. So expect some silence or ignoring if you try.

Biography: Devin spent the majority of her life in the downtrodden parts of Ships Haven, doing her best just to get by. Her father was an abusive drunk who couldn't keep a job to save his life. Her mother was a junkie who'd rather get high than spend time with or take care of her daughter. When she was about ten years old, Family Services finally caught on to what happened inside the Robinson household. Dev always figured her school teachers were the one to make the report as she often showed up to school covering bruises and lacking any money for food. So, they took her away and put her in a foster home.

Unfortunately, those didn't last very long either. The reality of a lot of foster homes is that they just want the government money that the children bring. The children are often neglected, and Dev fell into that same fate. She was bounced around from home to home, causing more and more trouble with every new location. She found a bit of solace in learning about cars, particular taking them apart and putting them back together again. It became a passion of hers, and she decided to make money doing it by working for the West side's resident chop shop ran by the gang. Stealing, parting, and selling cars for them made her enough money to move out of her foster home and into a two-bedroom apartment with trust fund kid Miles at the age of 17. Though despising him at first, the two became fast friends and are now very close.

As a teenager, Devin swore she would never do drugs, seeing what they did to her mother. However, she found other vices in alcohol, cigarettes, and fighting. She learned a few things from trying to avoid her father's beatings, and the gang was quick to make sure she was well-versed in hand-to-hand combat. Dev was a quick learner, and soon became pretty decent at mixed martial arts. Practicing it was her way of getting out her anger without chaotic consequences. At the beginning of the school year, Dev had decided to take part in an underground fighting ring to build a savings account. She had dreams of going to college some day to study mechanical engineering.

Relationships: Best Friends with Miles, otherwise TBD
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Miles Madden
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Nickname: None really
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
West or East: East

Face Claim: Francisco Lachowski
Hair/Eye Color: Light brown / Blue
Height/Weight: 5'11" / 185 lbs
Body Type: Muscular yet not overly buff
Tattoos/Piercings: None

Theme Song: Save Rock and Roll by Fall Out Boy ft. Elton John
Extras: Drives a brand new BMW 5-series

Likes: Playing guitar, drinking, doing drugs, partying, working out, hanging out with friends, video games
Dislikes: His father, selfishness, bullies, people expecting too much out of him, seagulls
Personality: Despite coming from a wealthy family, Miles has a generous heart. He would rather his actions define him than the money he will one day inherit, and so Miles will give to anyone in need without even batting an eye. He's intelligent and witty, doing rather well in most of his classes at school. He has only ever had a problem with mathematics, and now that he lives with Devin who tutors him, he has been doing better. Miles loves to have fun, whether that be through sports, hanging out with friends, or something completely off the wall.

Given Miles virtues, he also has a few vices. When it comes to having fun, Miles can go a bit too far at times. He really enjoys partying, and can sometimes go a little bit too far with the drugs and the alcohol. If Miles is out and having a good time, he has little self-control on a limit for himself. He'll keep going until he passes out. He also can have a bit of an anger problem in terms of having a touchy temper. Miles does not really take shit from anyone, especially if it involves hurting his friends. He will gladly knock someone out for harassing the people he cares about.

Biography: Miles was born to Mr. and Mrs. Robert Madden, marketing firm entrepreneurs and self-made millionaires. As the heir to an international business, his parents have always held Miles to a set of very high standards. Living in a mansion with service personnel for his entire childhood, Miles' parents were rarely around to raise him. Instead, he had a nanny and bodyguards to take care of him.

From a young age, Miles' parents hired teachers, private tutors, and specialized instructors to teach him everything he would need to know to run a large business one day, outside of the normal topics he learned in the East side schools. He was taught everything from multiple foreign languages, to finance, to advanced strategic planning. While he had gotten fairly close with his instructors and nanny, he felt incomplete without the care of his own parents. But unfortunately, it was pretty much the only life he knew.

At around the age of 15, Miles began to act out. He was tired of his life being planned out for him, never having control over his own choices. It was for that reason, Miles began to experiment with drugs and alcohol, sneaking out late at night to go to parties and coming home pretty messed up. His parents were never around much to notice, always out on the next business trip or vacationing around the world. Finally, one night, Miles went a little to far, and wrecked one of his father's most prized cars while driving intoxicated. Immediately, this brought his parents back from their trip to Venice.

After a large fight with his father, Miles confessed to his parents that he didn't want to take over the family business one day. Consumed by anger, Mr. Madden immediately cut his son off and through him out of the house. To him, he no longer had a son. With a little money of his own, Miles took his things and moved into an apartment on the West Side, quickly finding a roommate and best friend in Devin. She was the little sister he never really had growing up, but kind of wanted. Mrs. Madden, feeling sorry for the way her husband treated her son and therefore without his knowledge, still sends Miles money every month to take care of himself.

Relationships: Best Friends with Dev, otherwise TBD
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"You should never take more than you give."​

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GLAMOUR IS A STATE OF MIND ​





Donatella Angeles​



Donatella, 18

Gender:
Female

Hair Colour:
Black

Eye Colour:
Hazel

Height:
5’8”

Weight:
128 lbs



Personality

Everything about Donatella screams extravagance. From the way she acts to the way she dresses, she’s someone with a flair for dramatics. It’s comes as no surprise that she is spoiled, considering who her family is it’s a given. Donatella will accept nothing less than the best. She feels as if she deserves it and thus expects it in all aspects in her life. While she is spoiled Donatella is by no means a brat, she doesn’t throw tantrums when she doesn’t get her way and she refuses to act out of character. Her mother drilled into her the importance of manners and carrying oneself with poise and dignity. Donatella is a talented wordsmith, while often times she prefers to get straight to the point, she possess the ability to speak circles around many. If she doesn’t feel like answering something Donatella can successfully evade answering questions without being noticed. Donatella is creative as well, showing an intense love for theatre and painting from a young age. Despite coming from a wealthy background Donatella can be hardworking when the time calls for it.

To say that she is charismatic would be an understatement. Donatella has a way of drawing others in and keeping their attentions. With a gentle touch here and a smile there, she can persuade most to do as she pleases. Donatella is someone who enjoying meeting new people. It’s mostly due to the fact that she loves to learn about different cultures and also knows the importance of gaining contacts and networking. For those that she holdes close, she will go to hell and back for them. Her loyalty isn’t easily gained, she shows that she care by both her words and actions, often making sure that her loved ones are looked after. Donatella is not someone who cares about the opinions of others yet she knows that she has to think of her family image before she does anything outlandish. Donatella while typically fierce and not easily cowed, she knows how to pick and chose her battles wisely. Flirty is another way to describe her. She enjoys harmless flirting with others and adores being complimented. She’s independent and doesn’t like relying on others. Donatella prefers to do things on her own.

While others like to think that she is a picture perfect young lady they couldn’t be more wrong, Donatella is not without her faults and she owns up to them. Donatella is also materialistic and can value things over others at times. She loves beautiful things, be it objects or people. When she feels as if she’s been wronged Donatella isn’t above getting revenge. She’s an manipulative person and often times enjoys how she can get people to do what she wants. Donatella is the type to indulge herself when she wants. She can be quite selfish with no regards of how her actions with affect others. Donatella is prone to jealousy, even when dealing with platonic relationships. She isn’t someone who’s used to sharing what she deems as hers.

Likes:
The arts, Felines, Gifts, Meeting new people, Spring, Traveling, Fashion design, Gossip

Dislikes:
Bigots, Dogs, Messes, Cheap things, Winter, Unhygienic conditions/people

Sexuality:
Pansexual

East or West:
East


Biography

Donatella was born into a family of wealth Her father, Emiliano Angeles, comes from old money yet he also built his own jewelry franchise. Her mother, Tatiana Angeles, happened to be a normal middle class woman before Emiliano came along. Tatiana had no intentions of giving him the time of day but the man was persistent. After a rather passionate and long courtship, the two of them got together and eventually got married. Donatella’s older siblings Gabriel and Gabrielle came along not long after and finally, there was her. The family was overjoyed at the birth of each of the children.

The siblings were showered with affection and gifts from a young age. Though with a mother who was not born into a life a privilege they were taught the important of hard work and earning what they wanted. Of course with being the youngest Donatella was treated a little more gently by her family, especially her father.


Misc
House, Car

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Jade Ethan​
Age: 18 years.
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Pan-sexual.
Hair & Eye Colour: Brown hair, with a turquoise streak. brown eyes.
Height & Weight: 5'8". 130lbs.
Vehicle: Has an all too expensive Porcshe that her father bought.
House: Lives with her father in an expensive four bedroom house. Two rooms in use and two vacant guest rooms.
Family: Father. Mother died in a motor collision.
Extras: Not shown in picture; has a turquoise streak running through the right side of her hair. Has pierced ears and belly button (which her father knows nothing about).
Personality: Some strange mixture of strong willed and timid. Always torn between doing the right thing and doing what she wants. She can be sarcastic when not around parental figures. Jade is academically inclined and well educated. Most of all Jade is polite and friendly and caring... And just slightly preppy, depending on who you ask.
Likes: Spicy food, curry, barbecue. Loves dogs! Music.
Dislikes: Sweet food because it gets too sickly. Being interrupted mid-sentence, this is a pet peeve of hers. People who turn off her favourite songs.
History: Jade grew up under her father's strict care. She has never been allowed to date, has a strict curfew, and must maintain suitable grades! Her mother having always been the lenient one, encouraging Jade to break the rules. Despite the strictness of her father she has managed to find friends and live a reasonably social life. Growing up on the privileged side of town as lead to her becoming very, well, privileged. Her father hopes that, with this new of students from both sides of town that she will learn to respect all of the advantages she was born with.
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Name: Tyler James Carson
Nickname: TJ
Age: 18
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Hazel
Height: 5'11
Weight: 189lbs

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Personality:
  • musically inclined
  • innovative
  • creative
  • proud
  • stubborn
  • jealous
Likes: music | driving fast | being reckless | smoking | parties
Dislikes: bubble gum pop | people touching him | fruity smells | dolls | reading
Sexuality: Heterosexual
East or West: West

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History:
Tyler James was named after his father, a fact that he hates. When he was born, his parents were madly in love; it was them against the world. Things weren't terrible when he was a child, not until his mother made the mistake of cheating on his father at a party one night. She got pregnant, but miscarried towards the end of the pregnancy. The cheating, plus the pregnancy, drove the two of them apart.

They tried again, and TJ's little sister Tina came around. But his father never forgave Tara for cheating, and it showed. He dipped out in the middle of the night, no note, no phone call. TJ hated the man for leaving, and he hated his mother for driving him away. He's closer now with his sister, because none of it was her fault.

Their mother works two jobs to keep them afloat, and the relationship between her and TJ got a little better over time. He'd do anything for his family, and he'll fuck anyone up who messes with them.

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Car: ford focus
House: crappy trailer
Pets: none
Family:
  • Tara Carson, mother
  • Tina Carson, younger sister
Extras: n/a for now

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Miki Dunn-Ochoa​

FC: Jordun Love

BASICS

Full Name: Miki Elijah Dunn-Ochoa

Nickname: "Mickey" when his name is mispronounced (which he doesn't mind) » "Eli" or "Junior" by his mother

Sex: Male

Age: 16

Birth Date: February 8

Sexuality: Panromantic Pansexual

Residence: East Side
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    Ethnicity: Afro-American & Native American

    Body Type: Ectomorph » Rectangular » Thin

    Height: 5'8" [~172 cm]

    Weight: 143 lb [~64 kg]

    Hair: Off Black » Thick » Curly » Typically worn long; may be natural or styled

    Eyes: Brown » Downturned » Deep set » Hooded

    Skin: Complexion: Tan, mocha » Generally smooth; few blemishes » Light hair growth

    Tatoos/Piercings: Standard piercing in right lobe

    Style: Casual to dressy casual » Varied colors and patterns » Remains dressy casual even for formal events

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Shaun Cianciola​
FC: Thomas McDonell

BASICS

Full Name: Shaun Jesus Cianciola

Nickname: N/A

Sex: Male

Age: 18

Birth Date: June 2

Sexuality: Demi-aromantic Heterosexual
(Tends to feel no romantic attraction, but might develop some feelings for those he connects with.)

Social Status: West
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    Ethnicity: Puerto Rican / South African (of Italian descent)

    Body Type: Endomorph = Rhomboid = Fit/Toned = Moderately muscular

    Height: 5'9" [~175 cm]

    Weight: 173 lb [~78 kg]

    Hair: Brown = Wavy = Typically worn cut to shoulder length

    Eyes: Chestnut = Almond-shaped = Protruding = Hooded = Parallel

    Skin: Complexion: Fair, buff = Generally smooth, few blemishes = Prone to medium hair growth

    Body Mods: Lip piercing (bottom)

    Style: Casual and comfortable: t-shirts, shorts, jeans, etc. = Dresses formally when necessary

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