Realistic or Modern The Starving Darkness (Character Creation Thread)

[Manio]

This is the character creation thread for the horror roleplay 'The Starving Darkness'. Due to the high chances of character death in this RP, everyone is asked to make two characters if they like. I don't want anyone being left out if their character perishes.

These are ordinary, everyday people. Nobody is powerful, or immortal. Each person has the chance of dying during the course of the roleplay. When we're getting into a situation where death may occur, I'll post a line of text in my post when that becomes a possibility. Something like this for example; The chance of death has increased. Make your choices carefully.

Name: What is your character's name?
Age: Self-explantory. This is a horror RP that starts at a diner twenty miles outside of the closest city. People without driver's licenses wouldn't be here without parental supervision if they're under a certain age, or someone that drove them here. I'd say, the minimum age I'd accept is 16.
Gender:
Appearance: What does your character look like? I'm more interested in descriptive sentences than face-claims.
Personality: What are they like as a person?
Occupation: What is their occupation? Some examples could be a teacher at the Hallowsbrook high-school (the closest town), etc. If they don't have an occupation you can put unemployed, or student.
Greatest Fear: What are they frightened of most?
Equipment: What would they have on them at a diner? Note: This takes place in British Columbia, Canada so not everyone is walking around with guns. This doesn't include items that could be found in a dinner such as knives, etc.

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When your characters have been accepted I'll post an "Accepted" quote-response, and once we've gotten 8 spots filled I'll make the OOC thread, and then the IC.

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I've included some example characters which will be my two characters during the course of the roleplay. I'll also be playing all NPCs and creatures, so yeah!

Name: William Thorgood
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Appearance: William stands a good 6'3" and is slightly burly and has a slight "beer belly". He has pale skin, and short brown hair with wisps of gray around his ears. He doesn't have any facial hair, unless you count the stubble around his chin and cheeks. His arms are heavily tattooed and he has a scar above his left eye. Speaking of his eyes, they are a dull blue in colour. He's currently wearing his black chef's jacket, some black pants, and some black sneakers.
Personality: He's quite a friendly individual, and does his best to make sure everyone feels comfortable when they come to the Dead End Diner that he runs. William is considered by some to be a big teddy bear, but can be incredibly tough and protective of those he cares about, including his employees.
Occupation: Head Cook / Owner of the Dead End Diner.
Greatest Fear: Rodents
Equipment: He'd have his wallet, keys to his minivan, his phone and a pack of cigarettes.

Name: Connor McCormick
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Appearance: Connor is a scrawny man who is wearing a navy blue wool pea coat, purple and black plaid shirt, black jeans and a pair of black leather boots. He stands roughly 6'0" and has brown hair that has been shaved down on the sides and back, with a type of quiff styled into his remaining hair. He has hazel coloured eyes, and a short beard moustache. He isn't an imposing figure in the slightest, and has more of a "hipster" vibe if you were to look at him.
Personality: He's an anxious sort of fellow, so he's always under the influence of some sort of drug to make him high, usually magic mushrooms. He's not an annoying person with his drug habits, and usually does them to stay mellow and not an anxious mess. He's a huge talker, and loves talking about his subjects of interest to those who he deems interesting. These topics of interest usually involve cryptids such as Bigfoot and the Loch Ness Monsters, and the supernatural. He isn't a conspiracy theorist or anything, but he just finds the subject of cryptids and the supernatural highly fascinating. People in the nearby town of Hallowsbrook are aware of his podcast, but they don't think too much of it since the town itself has a strange history.
Occupation: Runs a viral podcast about cryptids called My Friend Bigfoot.
Greatest Fear: People
Equipment: He'd have his wallet, the keys to his winnebago (that he lives out of and records his podcast in), his phone, and a bag of magic mushrooms that is nearly gone.
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Accepted Characters​

1. William Thorgood and Connor McCormick (Manio)​
2. Renee Mendoza and Dominic Chang (free cake)​
3. Tiffany "Tiff" Lee Miller and Nathaniel "Nate" Slater (idiot sandwich)​
4. Sophia "Sophie" Marie Robertson (tallonisfarout)​
5. Danny "Dan" Thomas and Dorris Dayton (TheCynicalWriter)​
6. Robert "Bobby" Hart (NekoQueen49)​
7. Máirín (Mo) Hopkins and Kylian Laurent (irregular-neptune)​
8. Leighton "Leigh" Marsh (Polka Dot)​
9. Elizabeth (Beth) Marie Gray and Xavier Martin Gray (Lilliana2)​
10. Garrett Deninson (BeyondDandy)​

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[free cake]

Renee Mendoza
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Appearance: Renee is a whispy woman, standing at 5’10 with a thin, gaunt frame and little curves. Being a filipina, she has honey brown skin, brown eyes and wavy dark brown hair, cut into a short bob. She has prominent eye bags and exhaustion lines around her eyes and forehead. She’s wearing a simple, short sleeved brown dress, a dark blue denim jacket and leather boots.

Personality: Renee is a quiet, studious woman, well-mannered but still not the most social. She’s a great listener and usually takes on the role of ‘therapist’ around others, as she puts out an air of being understanding and non-judgemental. She tends to put others before herself, and will put work before her own well-being. She seems exhausted most of the time and tends to overthink. She’s rather private and keeps a lot of her feelings to herself as not to burden others.
Occupation: Dental assistant
Greatest Fear: Losing people
Equipment: Has a purse containing the usual keys, wallet, phone etc., also contains pepper spray bottle that’s running almost empty and a bottle of excedrin.

☁ ☀ ☁

Dominic Chang
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance: Dom has a small yet muscular frame, standing at about 5’6 with wide shoulders and strong arms, a flat stomach and a slightly smaller lower half. His black hair is only slightly longer than a buzzcut, and he has a faint 5 o clock shadow. He has small brown eyes. He came in wearing black jeans, plain white sneakers and a grey sweatshirt over an undershirt. He seems to have a tendency of hunching over.

Personality: Dom, despite his best efforts, radiates insecurity. He hates going unnoticed and loves attention, and will talk over others or undermine their feelings in order to get it. He’s incredibly social and loves to talk, especially if it’s about him. He sometimes goes on tangents about his personal life and issues, telling strangers every obstacle he’s ever faced. Despite all this, he doesn’t come off as particularly unkind, as he’s still a generous, welcoming person who’s (sometimes) willing to listen. He loves art and is pretty familiar with every medium.
Occupation: He’s currently unemployed.
Greatest Fear: Being left behind.
Equipment: In his pockets are his phone, wallet, an old parking ticket and a fountain pen.

 

[idiot]

Name: Tiffany “Tiff” Lee Miller
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Appearance: Dull, ghostly blue eyes and a pale complexion that is sparsely sprinkled with freckles, Tiffany stands at 5’6" and has an average build. Her natural brunette hair is crudely dyed a brassy blond that falls to her shoulders in choppy layers with faded pink ends. A small scar is found on her hairline, along with a simplistic outlined heart on her left shoulder and a butterfly tattoo on her lower back. Pouty lips that refuse to close completely — revealing her gapped front teeth — a strong jawline and quite a large bust size that Tiffany constantly has on display with her tacky, revealing and bright wardrobe. Never leaves home without her late father's dog tags and her silver hoop earrings. Is currently dressed in the regulated waitress dress that has a few too many buttons undone, a small apron and well-loved Converses.
Personality: Tiffany has a knack for attracting the wrong attention and a master of self-sabotage. She is often at the end of "scandalous" rumours at school which has led her to develop tough skin and confidence, with a never-give-up attitude. Oozing natural charisma and a flirt — Tiffany never fails to liven up a party (with the help of alcohol of course). She isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, stubborn and can be quite childish, but her infectious, bubbly personality makes up for it. Tiffany is absent-minded, often forgetting things and seeks any type of attention (good or bad); clearly, she has issues with self-esteem and attachment that may stem from her childhood.
Occupation: High-school student and part-time waitress at Dead End Diner.
Greatest Fear: Being alone or never being loved.
Equipment: Her handbag has several cherry-flavoured lollipops, fake ID, a pink flask of rum, lip balm, a handheld taser, a Nokia flip-phone and keys to a red 1971 Ford Mustang that she is borrowing from a “family friend” to make the drive to her part-time job.

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Name: Nathaniel "Nate" Slater
Gender: Male
Age: 45
Appearance: Tired, brown eyes, Nate's complexion is a cool brown and mostly unblemished. His attractive face is sketched with wrinkles from excessive stress and his jet-black hair is peppered with grey, opting to keep it short and manageable. Unkept, heavy stubble frames his face and has similar greying patterns. His 6'1" muscular frame was once one to marvel but he has recently let himself go, his muscle forming into a bulky, yet solid mass. Yet, his arms are still rather sizeable alongside his chest which has several roman numerals inked on the right side, signifying a date. Dressed in his usual business attire — blue button-down, black slacks, brown coat and matching dress shoes — which is seemingly dishevelled and most likely slept in. An expensive silver watched on his wrist.
Personality: The once prestigious Dr Slater has lost his drive and will to live. Once a sociable and charming man, Nate has become withdrawn and distant from family, friends and colleagues. A true workaholic and ambitious to a fault (which might explain his failing marriage and lack of relationship with his offspring), Nate is overworked and neglects most aspects of his life apart from his occupation. He is incredibly intelligent, resourceful and has a sharp wit when he isn't in his own head. Nate is incredibly self-critical and has adopted a rather nihilistic attitude, which is in constant battle with his once burning passion and desire to help others.
Occupation: Recently fired from his surgeon position at Vancouver General Hospital.
Greatest Fear: Losing someone under his care.
Equipment: Reading glasses tucked into his shirt pocket, keys to an expensive, flashy sports car that screams mid-life crisis, leather wallet filled with cash, credit cards, photos of his family and his old Vancouver General Hospital ID. Several mini-bar bottles of alcohol stuffed in his pant pockets. He also has a revolver tucked into the side of his coat which is loaded with a single bullet which is patiently waiting for him after his final meal at the Dead End Diner.

 

[Manio]

Renee Mendoza
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Appearance: Renee is a whispy woman, standing at 5’10 with a thin, gaunt frame and little curves. Being a filipina, she has honey brown skin, brown eyes and wavy dark brown hair, cut into a short bob. She has prominent eye bags and exhaustion lines around her eyes and forehead. She’s wearing a simple, short sleeved brown dress, a dark blue denim jacket and leather boots.

Personality: Renee is a quiet, studious woman, well-mannered but still not the most social. She’s a great listener and usually takes on the role of ‘therapist’ around others, as she puts out an air of being understanding and non-judgemental. She tends to put others before herself, and will put work before her own well-being. She seems exhausted most of the time and tends to overthink. She’s rather private and keeps a lot of her feelings to herself as not to burden others.
Occupation: Dental assistant
Greatest Fear: Losing people
Equipment: Has a purse containing the usual keys, wallet, phone etc., also contains pepper spray bottle that’s running almost empty and a bottle of excedrin.

☁ ☀ ☁

Dominic Chang
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance: Dom has a small yet muscular frame, standing at about 5’6 with wide shoulders and strong arms, a flat stomach and a slightly smaller lower half. His black hair is only slightly longer than a buzzcut, and he has a faint 5 o clock shadow. He has small brown eyes. He came in wearing black jeans, plain white sneakers and a grey sweatshirt over an undershirt. He seems to have a tendency of hunching over.

Personality: Dom, despite his best efforts, radiates insecurity. He hates going unnoticed and loves attention, and will talk over others or undermine their feelings in order to get it. He’s incredibly social and loves to talk, especially if it’s about him. He sometimes goes on tangents about his personal life and issues, telling strangers every obstacle he’s ever faced. Despite all this, he doesn’t come off as particularly unkind, as he’s still a generous, welcoming person who’s (sometimes) willing to listen. He loves art and is pretty familiar with every medium.
Occupation: He’s currently unemployed.
Greatest Fear: Being left behind.
Equipment: In his pockets are his phone, wallet, an old parking ticket and a fountain pen.

Both ACCEPTED!

Name: Tiffany “Tiff” Lee Miller
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Appearance: Dull, ghostly blue eyes and a pale complexion that is sparsely sprinkled with freckles, Tiffany stands at 5’6" and has an average build. Her natural brunette hair is crudely dyed a brassy blond that falls to her shoulders in choppy layers with faded pink ends. A small scar is found on her hairline, along with a simplistic outlined heart on her left shoulder and a butterfly tattoo on her lower back. Pouty lips that refuse to close completely — revealing her gapped front teeth — a strong jawline and quite a large bust size that Tiffany constantly has on display with her tacky, revealing and bright wardrobe. Never leaves home without her late father's dog tags and her silver hoop earrings. Is currently dressed in the regulated waitress dress that has a few too many buttons undone, a small apron and well-loved Converses.
Personality: Tiffany has a knack for attracting the wrong attention and a master of self-sabotage. She is often at the end of "scandalous" rumours at school which has led her to develop tough skin and confidence, with a never-give-up attitude. Oozing natural charisma and a flirt — Tiffany never fails to liven up a party (with the help of alcohol of course). She isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, stubborn and can be quite childish, but her infectious, bubbly personality makes up for it. Tiffany is absent-minded, often forgetting things and seeks any type of attention (good or bad); clearly, she has issues with self-esteem and attachment that may stem from her childhood.
Occupation: High-school student and part-time waitress at Dead End Diner.
Greatest Fear: Being alone or never being loved.
Equipment: Her handbag has several cherry-flavoured lollipops, fake ID, a pink flask of rum, lip balm, a handheld taser, a Nokia flip-phone and keys to a red 1971 Ford Mustang that she is borrowing from a “family friend” to make the drive to her part-time job.

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Name: Nathaniel "Nate" Slater
Gender: Male
Age: 45
Appearance: Tired, brown eyes, Nate's complexion is a cool brown and mostly unblemished. His attractive face is sketched with wrinkles from excessive stress and his jet-black hair is peppered with grey, opting to keep it short and manageable. Unkept, heavy stubble frames his face and has similar greying patterns. His 6'1" muscular frame was once one to marvel but he has recently let himself go, his muscle forming into a bulky, yet solid mass. Yet, his arms are still rather sizeable alongside his chest which has several roman numerals inked on the right side, signifying a date. Dressed in his usual business attire — blue button-down, black slacks, brown coat and matching dress shoes — which is seemingly dishevelled and most likely slept in. An expensive silver watched on his wrist.
Personality: The once prestigious Dr Slater has lost his drive and will to live. Once a sociable and charming man, Nate has become withdrawn and distant from family, friends and colleagues. A true workaholic and ambitious to a fault (which might explain his failing marriage and lack of relationship with his offspring), Nate is overworked and neglects most aspects of his life apart from his occupation. He is incredibly intelligent, resourceful and has a sharp wit when he isn't in his own head. Nate is incredibly self-critical and has adopted a rather nihilistic attitude, which is in constant battle with his once burning passion and desire to help others.
Occupation: Recently fired from his surgeon position at Vancouver General Hospital.
Greatest Fear: Losing someone under his care.
Equipment: Reading glasses tucked into his shirt pocket, keys to an expensive, flashy sports car that screams mid-life crisis, leather wallet filled with cash, credit cards, photos of his family and his old Vancouver General Hospital ID. Several mini-bar bottles of alcohol stuffed in his pant pockets. He also has a revolver tucked into the side of his coat which is loaded with a single bullet which is patiently waiting for him after his final meal at the Dead End Diner.

Huzzah, accepted!

 

[tallonisfarout]

Name: Sophia “Sophie” Marie Robertson


Age: 22


Gender: Cis female


Appearance: Sophie is petite, standing at only 5’3 and weighing just over 120lbs. She has box-dye platinum hair that flows just past her shoulders. Her thin frame is peppered with small hand-poked tattoos. Her dark eyebrows and the half-inch shadow root that she’s grown in the past few weeks reveal her natural hair color to be a mousey brown. Her mahogany colored eyes are framed with thin lines that make her seem older than she truly is. She is wearing a pair of black jeans, a t-shirt, and a thrifted winter coat lined with faux fur. She wears a pair of brown work boots that have seen better days. A heart shaped stone necklace hangs from her neck at all times.





Personality: Sophie is withdrawn and standoffish, as the past few years have been terribly unkind to her. She aged out of the foster care system at the age of eighteen. Several months before the birthday that felt more like an execution date she tried to find employment. Unfortunately, no one would hire her due to her lack of a permanent address, so she was unable to put some cash aside to save for rent. Her first night as a legal adult was also her first night spent tucked out of sight in the alleyway. Now stuck in the seemingly never-ending cycle of poverty, Sophie finds herself facing her third winter on the streets of Hallowsbrook. She's very direct and speaks in a dry tone.


Occupation: Sophie is currently homeless and unemployed. She had hitchhiked to the diner that morning in the hopes of charming the owner into making her a free omelet. It would be her first hot meal in the better part of a week.




Greatest Fear: Sophie has seen a lot in her young life, and considers herself to be quite fearless. Of course, what she won’t admit is that the vulnerable lifestyle she lives scares the shit out of her on a daily basis.




Equipment: Sophie carries a drawstring backpack with the bulk of her earthly possessions on her back at all times. It contains a single white washcloth, a handful of business cards and bible tracks that people had dropped in her jar along the years, an empty mason jar, a bottle of water, a comb, a few hair ties, a bar of hotel soap, an empty Ziploc bag, and an extra set of clothes.



The pockets of her coat contain a lighter, a pair of black gloves, and a pack of cigarettes.

 

[NoQuillToLive]

Character One)

Name: Danny "Dan" Thomas
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance: Danny particularly rocks the "student look," and a little "nerdy," band t-shirts, geek logos and the abundance of coloured pants that make him seem like he's just raided the closet. There is no end to the mousey brown curls, sticking on top of his forehead like a mop and fashioned to drizzle down the side of his face. Big wide green eyes, a touch of vibrancy and outlined with circles, ever fitting that he's exhausted or worked to the bone for his chosen direction in life. He's swamped in layers, mostly and hiding his skinny frame beneath the so many articles of clothing one might say he's drowning in muted colours of blue and grey. A scar down the right of his inner thigh — a hiking accident with his brothers. Another fading mark against his forehead, another accident that landed him in hospital, but does interestingly enough adds a dash of realism or hardness to Danny.

That he has indeed lived out in life and he isn't contained to the admitted label he's clung to since teenagehood. In that stands true to today, big rounded cheeks, babyface chin and beaky nose, he's unfortunately been mistaken for a teenager (eighteen) on some occasion, but standing at five-foot-seven adds to the illusion rather than dispel.

Personality: Danny is all kinds of quiet — reserved, shy, follower, forever deferring to someone else's judgements and flaky. But while also humbled and compliant, never stirring the pot and going with the majority. That both makes him okay to be terse friends at his worst but he's reliable, something that was instilled in from the moment that Danny blinked.

Coming from a large family shaped Danny, middle-child, typical case that he was a bit neglected and picked on by his older brothers. His interests skewered towards fantasy worlds and the digital age to escape, eventually forming his interest in graphic design. So one of his biggest strengths is spotting details in the world and understanding the complexity, the nuanced and subtle. All to be interpreted and rolled together with a logical standpoint, an unspoken asset of Danny's and creativity in hand.

Occupation: Graphics Designer (visiting home currently in Hallowsbrook)

Greatest Fear: His brothers and being reminded of the torment he suffered (he also really hates snakes, which makes him squeamish)

Equipment: Graphics tablet, car keys, pack of beef jerky and two bottles of water. Phone (dead with no battery) and a handful of coins.

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Character Two)


Name: Dorris Dayton
Age: 57
Gender: Female
Appearance: Dorris has comfortably settled into her older years with pride, short grey hair, trimmed neatly to the side of her cheeks and a sideways fringe coming down. A bowl cut but added with a little more flair at the bottom, feathered, with varying shades of silver and grey. A smidge of blush and pale lips, sunken eyes and what she calls (cheery cheeks), wrinkly and pulled together by a blinding smile. Dorris is bundled up in cute sweaters and pink/grey pants, baggy pants that don't prohibit much of her mobility and she's more than fine to dash a mile, after having a glass of whisky (she's exaggerating of course). But that love of life has made Dorris's blue eyes sparkle, unbidden gems of youth and ready to tackle the next morning with more vigour than the last

She is a little plump around the stomach area and shorter legs, standing at five foot two, she's a small mighty package. One thing that Dorris likes without question is her grandkids and the idea of family, dedicating her handbag with endless keychains and pictures, badges of her wee ones.

Her purse is also a shrine and ready to whip em out a moments notice, thus, she's very "motherly," and "dotting," in vibe, warm and receptive for conversation.

Personality: Dorris is no-nonsense, fearless, and overall strongly opinionated. She refers to herself as Karen with a C (for all the extra care she pumps in) but her dedication and love for her family does ground her — so she isn't that terrible to cause a mini-meltdown if she doesn't get the scented candle she likes. But she's free-spirited and she refuses to believe that growing old that she needs to be shackled — so she's endless energy or seemingly so. She prefers adventure and the youth of spirit (you're old as you feel) and doesn't like to be told to stop.

She's more than willing to go toe-to-toe with every day and serve up a wholesome smile, make conversation and knock a drink back. Did she mention she was a pro knitter?

Occupation: Retired Teacher (stopped at the diner to knit in peace to finish some gifts)
Equipment: Knitting needles, fabric, a scarf (half-finished) and her purse, keys, with a stash of painkillers and other medication.

 

[Manio]

Name: Sophia “Sophie” Marie Robertson


Age: 22


Gender: Cis female


Appearance: Sophie is petite, standing at only 5’3 and weighing just over 120lbs. She has box-dye platinum hair that flows just past her shoulders. Her thin frame is peppered with small hand-poked tattoos. Her dark eyebrows and the half-inch shadow root that she’s grown in the past few weeks reveal her natural hair color to be a mousey brown. Her mahogany colored eyes are framed with thin lines that make her seem older than she truly is. She is wearing a pair of black jeans, a t-shirt, and a thrifted winter coat lined with faux fur. She wears a pair of brown work boots that have seen better days. A heart shaped stone necklace hangs from her neck at all times.


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Personality: Sophie is withdrawn and standoffish, as the past few years have been terribly unkind to her. She aged out of the foster care system at the age of eighteen. Several months before the birthday that felt more like an execution date she tried to find employment. Unfortunately, no one would hire her due to her lack of a permanent address, so she was unable to put some cash aside to save for rent. Her first night as a legal adult was also her first night spent tucked out of sight in the alleyway. Now stuck in the seemingly never-ending cycle of poverty, Sophie finds herself facing her third winter on the streets of Hallowsbrook. She's very direct and speaks in a dry tone.


Occupation: Sophie is currently homeless and unemployed. She had hitchhiked to the diner that morning in the hopes of charming the owner into making her a free omelet. It would be her first hot meal in the better part of a week.




Greatest Fear: Sophie has seen a lot in her young life, and considers herself to be quite fearless. Of course, what she won’t admit is that the vulnerable lifestyle she lives scares the shit out of her on a daily basis.




Equipment: Sophie carries a drawstring backpack with the bulk of her earthly possessions on her back at all times. It contains a single white washcloth, a handful of business cards and bible tracks that people had dropped in her jar along the years, an empty mason jar, a bottle of water, a comb, a few hair ties, a bar of hotel soap, an empty Ziploc bag, and an extra set of clothes.



The pockets of her coat contain a lighter, a pair of black gloves, and a pack of cigarettes.

Accepted!

Character One)

Name: Danny "Dan" Thomas
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance: Danny particularly rocks the "student look," and a little "nerdy," band t-shirts, geek logos and the abundance of coloured pants that make him seem like he's just raided the closet. There is no end to the mousey brown curls, sticking on top of his forehead like a mop and fashioned to drizzle down the side of his face. Big wide green eyes, a touch of vibrancy and outlined with circles, ever fitting that he's exhausted or worked to the bone for his chosen direction in life. He's swamped in layers, mostly and hiding his skinny frame beneath the so many articles of clothing one might say he's drowning in muted colours of blue and grey. A scar down the right of his inner thigh — a hiking accident with his brothers. Another fading mark against his forehead, another accident that landed him in hospital, but does interestingly enough adds a dash of realism or hardness to Danny.

That he has indeed lived out in life and he isn't contained to the admitted label he's clung to since teenagehood. In that stands true to today, big rounded cheeks, babyface chin and beaky nose, he's unfortunately been mistaken for a teenager (eighteen) on some occasion, but standing at five-foot-seven adds to the illusion rather than dispel.

Personality: Danny is all kinds of quiet — reserved, shy, follower, forever deferring to someone else's judgements and flaky. But while also humbled and compliant, never stirring the pot and going with the majority. That both makes him okay to be terse friends at his worst but he's reliable, something that was instilled in from the moment that Danny blinked.

Coming from a large family shaped Danny, middle-child, typical case that he was a bit neglected and picked on by his older brothers. His interests skewered towards fantasy worlds and the digital age to escape, eventually forming his interest in graphic design. So one of his biggest strengths is spotting details in the world and understanding the complexity, the nuanced and subtle. All to be interpreted and rolled together with a logical standpoint, an unspoken asset of Danny's and creativity in hand.

Occupation: Graphics Designer (visiting home currently in Hallowsbrook)

Greatest Fear: His brothers and being reminded of the torment he suffered (he also really hates snakes, which makes him squeamish)

Equipment: Graphics tablet, car keys, pack of beef jerky and two bottles of water. Phone (dead with no battery) and a handful of coins.

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Character Two)


Name: Dorris Dayton
Age: 57
Gender: Female
Appearance: Dorris has comfortably settled into her older years with pride, short grey hair, trimmed neatly to the side of her cheeks and a sideways fringe coming down. A bowl cut but added with a little more flair at the bottom, feathered, with varying shades of silver and grey. A smidge of blush and pale lips, sunken eyes and what she calls (cheery cheeks), wrinkly and pulled together by a blinding smile. Dorris is bundled up in cute sweaters and pink/grey pants, baggy pants that don't prohibit much of her mobility and she's more than fine to dash a mile, after having a glass of whisky (she's exaggerating of course). But that love of life has made Dorris's blue eyes sparkle, unbidden gems of youth and ready to tackle the next morning with more vigour than the last

She is a little plump around the stomach area and shorter legs, standing at five foot two, she's a small mighty package. One thing that Dorris likes without question is her grandkids and the idea of family, dedicating her handbag with endless keychains and pictures, badges of her wee ones.

Her purse is also a shrine and ready to whip em out a moments notice, thus, she's very "motherly," and "dotting," in vibe, warm and receptive for conversation.

Personality: Dorris is no-nonsense, fearless, and overall strongly opinionated. She refers to herself as Karen with a C (for all the extra care she pumps in) but her dedication and love for her family does ground her — so she isn't that terrible to cause a mini-meltdown if she doesn't get the scented candle she likes. But she's free-spirited and she refuses to believe that growing old that she needs to be shackled — so she's endless energy or seemingly so. She prefers adventure and the youth of spirit (you're old as you feel) and doesn't like to be told to stop.

She's more than willing to go toe-to-toe with every day and serve up a wholesome smile, make conversation and knock a drink back. Did she mention she was a pro knitter?

Occupation: Retired Teacher (stopped at the diner to knit in peace to finish some gifts)
Equipment: Knitting needles, fabric, a scarf (half-finished) and her purse, keys, with a stash of painkillers and other medication.

Accepted!
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I'll get around to making the OOC thread today and then the IC character thread later in the day!

 

[Manio]

And, here's the OOC thread: Realistic or Modern - The Starving Darkness (OOC/Discussion)

 

[NekoQueen49]

Name: Robert 'Bobby' Hart

Age: 54

Gender: Male

Appearance: Standing at 6'1, Bobby could be tall if he stood up straight but his poor posture continuously makes him look shorter than he actually is. For the most
part, Bobby is rail thin with off-puttingly broad shoulders as compared to the rest of his body. His originally blonde hair has turned silver in places, grown shaggy down just past his ears with an equally rugged beard. Brown eyes that are surrounded by creases, most notably between his brows indicating a lifetime of scowling rather than laughing. He usually dons ragged t-shirts, his camo vest and boot cut jeans but here he also wears a navy blue jacket that's heavily tattered at the sleeves and has a large brown mysterious stain on the midriff that's actually motor oil.

Personality: For the most part, Bobby is quiet and keeps to himself. He has a hard time talking about things that he doesn't have an express interest in and has no problem tuning things out. He makes small talk with very few people and that much can be a struggle. As a result, he has very few friends but those select few, Bobby is very loyal. He's hardworking almost to the point of a fault where he wants to go above and beyond people's expectations, almost to the level of perfectionism.

He can bit a chauvinistic at times but never with malice. He had much rather take responsibility upon himself when things get rough and finds it even harder to let a woman to do something difficult.

Bobby also finds himself following a rigid routine. Monday through Friday, 9-5 he works. Once he gets home, Bobby drinks one beer, two glasses of water and cooks a microwave dinner for one before going to bed. Saturday, he stopped by the Dead End Diner every morning. When the weather is nice, Bobby would head to his usual fishing spot afterwards. With poor weather, he would head home and either work on his car projects or watch TV. Sunday, he went to church before heading home and dedicating himself to his cars.

Occupation: Mechanic employed by Arthur's Service Shop

Greatest Fear: Nosocomephobia, the fear of hospitals. He's not so much afraid of doctors, but rather it extends to being there for an extended period of time. It's connected with another fear of being unable to move or having his health being stripped from him and slowly dying over a long period of time.

Equipment: On his person, Bobby has his phone, a watch, 34.29 in cash and a 3 inch pocket knife. He also has cyan blue 93 ford ranger in which he keeps a set of mechanic tools, jump starter and cables, hydraulic jack, fishing equipment, some antifreeze and two spare tires in the back. In the front, there's his USB charger, a couple of CDs and some discarded trash such as fast food bags and wrappers.

 

[Manio]

Name: Robert 'Bobby' Hart

Age: 54

Gender: Male

Appearance: Standing at 6'1, Bobby could be tall if he stood up straight but his poor posture continuously makes him look shorter than he actually is. For the most
part, Bobby is rail thin with off-puttingly broad shoulders as compared to the rest of his body. His originally blonde hair has turned silver in places, grown shaggy down just past his ears with an equally rugged beard. Brown eyes that are surrounded by creases, most notably between his brows indicating a lifetime of scowling rather than laughing. He usually dons ragged t-shirts, his camo vest and boot cut jeans but here he also wears a navy blue jacket that's heavily tattered at the sleeves and has a large brown mysterious stain on the midriff that's actually motor oil.

Personality: For the most part, Bobby is quiet and keeps to himself. He has a hard time talking about things that he doesn't have an express interest in and has no problem tuning things out. He makes small talk with very few people and that much can be a struggle. As a result, he has very few friends but those select few, Bobby is very loyal. He's hardworking almost to the point of a fault where he wants to go above and beyond people's expectations, almost to the level of perfectionism.

He can bit a chauvinistic at times but never with malice. He had much rather take responsibility upon himself when things get rough and finds it even harder to let a woman to do something difficult.

Bobby also finds himself following a rigid routine. Monday through Friday, 9-5 he works. Once he gets home, Bobby drinks one beer, two glasses of water and cooks a microwave dinner for one before going to bed. Saturday, he stopped by the Dead End Diner every morning. When the weather is nice, Bobby would head to his usual fishing spot afterwards. With poor weather, he would head home and either work on his car projects or watch TV. Sunday, he went to church before heading home and dedicating himself to his cars.

Occupation: Mechanic employed by Arthur's Service Shop

Greatest Fear: Nosocomephobia, the fear of hospitals. He's not so much afraid of doctors, but rather it extends to being there for an extended period of time. It's connected with another fear of being unable to move or having his health being stripped from him and slowly dying over a long period of time.

Equipment: On his person, Bobby has his phone, a watch, 34.29 in cash and a 3 inch pocket knife. He also has cyan blue 93 ford ranger in which he keeps a set of mechanic tools, jump starter and cables, hydraulic jack, fishing equipment, some antifreeze and two spare tires in the back. In the front, there's his USB charger, a couple of CDs and some discarded trash such as fast food bags and wrappers.

Accepted! Woo-hoo!

 

[irregular-neptune]

Name: Máirín (Mo) Hopkins

Age: 17

Gender: female

Appearance: Mo is pretty tall, standing at 5’9. She has pale skin dotted with freckles and long ginger hair. She has dark green eyes and usually has dark circles under her eyes, contrasting her light skin. Her frame is rather boyish, as she is muscular and doesn’t dress to accentuate her frame. She’s played softball most of her life, leading her to be strong but lean and a good runner. She tends to wear button ups and pants, dressing in a more masculine and comfortable way, not frumpy but with her own unique style. She also doesn’t really care what anyone thinks of her appearance, only dressing up if it’s for herself.

Personality: Mo is a very organized and prepared person, often being called the “mom friend” amongst her friend group. She just can’t help it, always making sure that her friends make it to their appointments, driving them and having a bag always packed with typically unnecessary but occasionally useful items (you will never catch her without a first aid kit or snacks). Despite being overly organized, she considers herself kind of a free spirit and hippie, as she likes to not be confined by the world or school. She loves nature and going into it, believing it “brings her closer to her roots.” She might be a loving person, but she also ends up being very blunt with people when she finds their antics ridiculous or harmful, not shying away from chastising others if she finds it necessary. However, she doesn’t enjoy being responsible for others as she doesn’t think she’s very levelheaded herself. She is stubborn and would prefer things to go her way but tries to compromise as long as she doesn’t have to sacrifice much. She is always making others feel included.

She likes to frequent the diner to do her homework because it has a cute and homey atmosphere.

Occupation: Student, babysitter

Greatest Fear: Small cramped spaces/Claustrophobia

Equipment: Her backpack that includes some textbooks, a laptop, a small first aid kit with bandaids and ointment, a small pocket knife, some granola bars, her water bottle, a portable phone charger at 85%, a bunch of writing utensils and a pair of scissors, a brush and some hair ties and bobby pins. The keys to her jeep wrangler. In her jeep, she has a set of tools, a spare tire, jumper cables, some snacks, some car cleaning supplies, and another phone charger.


Name: Kylian Laurent

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Appearance: He stands at 5’11 and has light brown skin. His hair is cropped pretty short in a fade usually. He is very muscular and has a well filled out frame. He is almost always smiling and has dimples in his cheeks. He wears a lot of well fitted t-shirts and jeans to show off his body and leather jackets or windbreakers. He carries himself fairly confidently, almost cocky. His style would typically be described as streetwear. He has a couple of scars along his body that are fairly faded, but has one along his jawline and one by the corner of his lip. His eyes are a dark brown.

Personality: Ky is quiet, possibly due to English not being his first language, but he’s been speaking it for quite a few years. Originally from France, he came to Canada when he graduated high school to go to college, as a large majority of his family lived there. Chasing unattainable dreams, he found himself in Hallowsbrooke, unsure of where to go from here. More of a leader than a follower, Kylian doesn’t offer much in terms of his own perspective. He is well educated and understands the world around him, but he’s always had a hard time expressing himself and his ideas (no matter the language he’s speaking). However, he is willing to take charge occasionally, especially if brawns are the solution. He’s very protective of those around him (and obviously vulnerable people) and will do what he can to save them.

Occupation: bartender, underground boxer

Greatest Fear: losing his memories

Equipment: The keys to his motorcycle, a duffelbag with boxing gloves and hand wraps, a couple pairs of shorts, a mouth guard, headgear and other boxing equipment. He also has his wallet.

 

[Polka Dot]

Name: Leighton "Leigh" Marsh
Age: early 30's.
Gender: Female

Appearance:

Standing around 5'7, average to curvy physique. At first glance Leigh appears to be a standoffish, no nonsense individual. Despite looking a little bit rough around the edges, you can tell that Leigh is a woman who is meticulous about her appearance. She wears light make up, lips painted a rich rosewood color, contrasting her messy medium length dark brown hair. She has bright green eyes, just hiding beneath a pair of Ray-Bans. Her light tan skin devoid of blemishes, apart from the light wrinkles on the sides of her eyes, a few freckles over her cheeks, and a rather thick, visible scar just above her forehead, which she would at times cover with a layer of make up.

Leigh dons over a dark burgundy coat. Underneath she wears a black turtle neck sweater, dark fitted trousers and a pair of heeled leather boots.

Personality:

Posh, secretive and charismatic, Leighton has a knack for drawing people in if she finds it necessary. She considers herself an introvert by nature, though there was a time not too long ago that appearances and social circles , among other factors, was everything to the industry she was once a part of.

Inherently snobbish, she is actually quite approachable, frank and a good enough conversationalist. Though there are moments in-between where she appears withdrawn, suspicious and self conscious to a certain extent. Leigh being someone who holds her solitude to a great deal and gets easily annoyed when people came to recognize her, no one's for certain if she truly appears half as open as she likes to let on.

But before all this, Leigh once had a promising career in acting, and a culmination of scandals that led to her attempted murder. Leigh could only recall the moment she woke up from a coma after being shot in the head by her then director ex husband after turning the gun to himself, according to official reports. A great deal of her memories were lost, and to some degree, her ability to resume her career.

Despite appearing in the papers, and a trial that never got a clear resolution, the whole fiasco was presumably overlooked and swept under the rug. Naturally the news died down. Leigh decided to leave the spotlight , and go under the radar, unsure where to go and how to move on, only leading her to her current dreary state.

Occupation: Former Actress.

Greatest Fear: Being exposed and read. Trusting/ becoming dependent on the wrong person.

Equipment:

-Worn out leather Purse: Wallet, with her, I.D's, bills, and an expired California driver's license. Assortment of keys. Phone. A box of mints. A half empty pack of cigarettes. Lighter. Lipstick. Pepper Spray.

 

[Manio]

Name: Máirín (Mo) Hopkins

Age: 17

Gender: female

Appearance: Mo is pretty tall, standing at 5’9. She has pale skin dotted with freckles and long ginger hair. She has dark green eyes and usually has dark circles under her eyes, contrasting her light skin. Her frame is rather boyish, as she is muscular and doesn’t dress to accentuate her frame. She’s played softball most of her life, leading her to be strong but lean and a good runner. She tends to wear button ups and pants, dressing in a more masculine and comfortable way, not frumpy but with her own unique style. She also doesn’t really care what anyone thinks of her appearance, only dressing up if it’s for herself.

Personality: Mo is a very organized and prepared person, often being called the “mom friend” amongst her friend group. She just can’t help it, always making sure that her friends make it to their appointments, driving them and having a bag always packed with typically unnecessary but occasionally useful items (you will never catch her without a first aid kit or snacks). Despite being overly organized, she considers herself kind of a free spirit and hippie, as she likes to not be confined by the world or school. She loves nature and going into it, believing it “brings her closer to her roots.” She might be a loving person, but she also ends up being very blunt with people when she finds their antics ridiculous or harmful, not shying away from chastising others if she finds it necessary. However, she doesn’t enjoy being responsible for others as she doesn’t think she’s very levelheaded herself. She is stubborn and would prefer things to go her way but tries to compromise as long as she doesn’t have to sacrifice much. She is always making others feel included.

She likes to frequent the diner to do her homework because it has a cute and homey atmosphere.

Occupation: Student, babysitter

Greatest Fear: Small cramped spaces/Claustrophobia

Equipment: Her backpack that includes some textbooks, a laptop, a small first aid kit with bandaids and ointment, a small pocket knife, some granola bars, her water bottle, a portable phone charger at 85%, a bunch of writing utensils and a pair of scissors, a brush and some hair ties and bobby pins. The keys to her jeep wrangler. In her jeep, she has a set of tools, a spare tire, jumper cables, some snacks, some car cleaning supplies, and another phone charger.


Name: Kylian Laurent

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Appearance: He stands at 5’11 and has light brown skin. His hair is cropped pretty short in a fade usually. He is very muscular and has a well filled out frame. He is almost always smiling and has dimples in his cheeks. He wears a lot of well fitted t-shirts and jeans to show off his body and leather jackets or windbreakers. He carries himself fairly confidently, almost cocky. His style would typically be described as streetwear. He has a couple of scars along his body that are fairly faded, but has one along his jawline and one by the corner of his lip. His eyes are a dark brown.

Personality: Ky is quiet, possibly due to English not being his first language, but he’s been speaking it for quite a few years. Originally from France, he came to Canada when he graduated high school to go to college, as a large majority of his family lived there. Chasing unattainable dreams, he found himself in Hallowsbrooke, unsure of where to go from here. More of a leader than a follower, Kylian doesn’t offer much in terms of his own perspective. He is well educated and understands the world around him, but he’s always had a hard time expressing himself and his ideas (no matter the language he’s speaking). However, he is willing to take charge occasionally, especially if brawns are the solution. He’s very protective of those around him (and obviously vulnerable people) and will do what he can to save them.

Occupation: bartender, underground boxer

Greatest Fear: losing his memories

Equipment: The keys to his motorcycle, a duffelbag with boxing gloves and hand wraps, a couple pairs of shorts, a mouth guard, headgear and other boxing equipment. He also has his wallet.

Accepted!

Name: Leighton "Leigh" Marsh
Age: early 30's.
Gender: Female

Appearance:

Standing around 5'7, average to curvy physique. At first glance Leigh appears to be a standoffish, no nonsense individual. Despite looking a little bit rough around the edges, you can tell that Leigh is a woman who is meticulous about her appearance. She wears light make up, lips painted a rich rosewood color, contrasting her messy medium length dark brown hair. She has bright green eyes, just hiding beneath a pair of Ray-Bans. Her light tan skin devoid of blemishes, apart from the light wrinkles on the sides of her eyes, a few freckles over her cheeks, and a rather thick, visible scar just above her forehead, which she would at times cover with a layer of make up.

Leigh dons over a dark burgundy coat. Underneath she wears a black turtle neck sweater, dark fitted trousers and a pair of heeled leather boots.

Personality:

Posh, secretive and charismatic, Leighton has a knack for drawing people in if she finds it necessary. She considers herself an introvert by nature, though there was a time not too long ago that appearances and social circles , among other factors, was everything to the industry she was once a part of.

Inherently snobbish, she is actually quite approachable, frank and a good enough conversationalist. Though there are moments in-between where she appears withdrawn, suspicious and self conscious to a certain extent. Leigh being someone who holds her solitude to a great deal and gets easily annoyed when people came to recognize her, no one's for certain if she truly appears half as open as she likes to let on.

But before all this, Leigh once had a promising career in acting, and a culmination of scandals that led to her attempted murder. Leigh could only recall the moment she woke up from a coma after being shot in the head by her then director ex husband after turning the gun to himself, according to official reports. A great deal of her memories were lost, and to some degree, her ability to resume her career.

Despite appearing in the papers, and a trial that never got a clear resolution, the whole fiasco was presumably overlooked and swept under the rug. Naturally the news died down. Leigh decided to leave the spotlight , and go under the radar, unsure where to go and how to move on, only leading her to her current dreary state.

Occupation: Former Actress.

Greatest Fear: Being exposed and read. Trusting/ becoming dependent on the wrong person.

Equipment:

-Worn out leather Purse: Wallet, with her, I.D's, bills, and an expired California driver's license. Assortment of keys. Phone. A box of mints. A half empty pack of cigarettes. Lighter. Lipstick. Pepper Spray.

Accepted!

 

[Lilliana2]

Name: Elizabeth (Beth) Marie Gray

Age: 33

Gender: Female

Appearance: Elizabeth is 5’4 has thick wavy red hair and green eyes. She’s described as a bomb shell of a woman and her attractiveness is undeniable. She has thick lips and is very fit but curvy. Whether she was born with her chest or bought it, she’ll never admit. Her features are sharp her two most common facial expressions are disgust or determination. Her voice is almost hushed and velvety. She doesn’t wear expensive brands but she’s always dressed very classy today she is wearing a black leather trench coat a black turtle neck and jeans with long black boots and a red purse.

Personality: Beth oozes confidence. Her presence is felt as soon as she walks into the room. She is a natural born leader and easily steps up in times of crisis. She tries to be a mentor figure for those younger than her hoping they can learn to find confidence within themselves and learn from her mistakes. She doesn’t trust or rely on men. Loyalty is important to her if she develops a bond with you she is a ride or die. She is courageous in the face of danger. Her bluntness can come off as abrasive and while some enjoy her sarcastic sense of humor and witty remarks some might find them insensitive. She cares about others but she isn’t very empathetic and can sometimes struggle to connect to other emotionally. Her relationship with her son is strained. Beth struggled with a drug addiction but has been sober and clean for 9 years.

Occupation: Exotic dancer (well known by locals to the point of fame/infamy) and Instagram model

Greatest Fear: losing her son, living in poverty (again)

Equipment: tazer (she deals with a lot of creeps at work) phone, car keys, red lipstick, pens and a wallet thick with bills.



Name: Xavier Martin Gray

Age:17

Gender: male

Appearance: 5’8 muscular, eyes and hair are brown. His hair is medium length and normally has a tussled messy look to it. His skin tone with soft features. Unlike his mother Xavier appears friendly and approachable. He has a warm smile and even though he is muscular it’s easy to tell he is young he has a baby face and he usually has a lost in the headlights expression when he’s not paying attention or lost in thought. He’s wearing a basic tee shirt, jeans, jacket and pair of converse.

Personality: All around sweet guy. Xavier is naïve and quick to trust anyone. He gets nervous around women and is subconsciously protective of them. Deep mother issues. He disagrees with the way his mother views life and finds her line of work immoral. He witnessed his mothers drug addiction in his younger years and despises drugs and alcohol as well as addicts. He takes orders and listens to others well except for his mother. He’s going through a rebellious phase with his mom and is harsh, sarcastic and disobedient with her. If someone has a different idea than his mom he will always side with them. He is sensitive and empathetic towards everyone. Much to his mother’s disliking he has no problem expressing his emotions including fear and sadness and is not ashamed to cry in front of others.

Occupation: Hallowsbrook high-school student, baseball player

Greatest Fear: Becoming like his mother, not being able to save someone else

Equipment: What would they have on them at a diner? Small pocket knife and wallet. Baseball bat in Beths trunk.

 

[Manio]

Name: Elizabeth (Beth) Marie Gray

Age: 33

Gender: Female

Appearance: Elizabeth is 5’4 has thick wavy red hair and green eyes. She’s described as a bomb shell of a woman and her attractiveness is undeniable. She has thick lips and is very fit but curvy. Whether she was born with her chest or bought it, she’ll never admit. Her features are sharp her two most common facial expressions are disgust or determination. Her voice is almost hushed and velvety. She doesn’t wear expensive brands but she’s always dressed very classy today she is wearing a black leather trench coat a black turtle neck and jeans with long black boots and a red purse.

Personality: Beth oozes confidence. Her presence is felt as soon as she walks into the room. She is a natural born leader and easily steps up in times of crisis. She tries to be a mentor figure for those younger than her hoping they can learn to find confidence within themselves and learn from her mistakes. She doesn’t trust or rely on men. Loyalty is important to her if she develops a bond with you she is a ride or die. She is courageous in the face of danger. Her bluntness can come off as abrasive and while some enjoy her sarcastic sense of humor and witty remarks some might find them insensitive. She cares about others but she isn’t very empathetic and can sometimes struggle to connect to other emotionally. Her relationship with her son is strained. Beth struggled with a drug addiction but has been sober and clean for 9 years.

Occupation: Exotic dancer (well known by locals to the point of fame/infamy) and Instagram model

Greatest Fear: losing her son, living in poverty (again)

Equipment: tazer (she deals with a lot of creeps at work) phone, car keys, red lipstick, pens and a wallet thick with bills.



Name: Xavier Martin Gray

Age:17

Gender: male

Appearance: 5’8 muscular, eyes and hair are brown. His hair is medium length and normally has a tussled messy look to it. His skin tone with soft features. Unlike his mother Xavier appears friendly and approachable. He has a warm smile and even though he is muscular it’s easy to tell he is young he has a baby face and he usually has a lost in the headlights expression when he’s not paying attention or lost in thought. He’s wearing a basic tee shirt, jeans, jacket and pair of converse.

Personality: All around sweet guy. Xavier is naïve and quick to trust anyone. He gets nervous around women and is subconsciously protective of them. Deep mother issues. He disagrees with the way his mother views life and finds her line of work immoral. He witnessed his mothers drug addiction in his younger years and despises drugs and alcohol as well as addicts. He takes orders and listens to others well except for his mother. He’s going through a rebellious phase with his mom and is harsh, sarcastic and disobedient with her. If someone has a different idea than his mom he will always side with them. He is sensitive and empathetic towards everyone. Much to his mother’s disliking he has no problem expressing his emotions including fear and sadness and is not ashamed to cry in front of others.

Occupation: Hallowsbrook high-school student, baseball player

Greatest Fear: Becoming like his mother, not being able to save someone else

Equipment: What would they have on them at a diner? Small pocket knife and wallet. Baseball bat in Beths trunk.

Accepted!
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And that's all our spots filled. Onwards to the IC/OOC everyone!

 

[BeyondDandy]

Name: Garrett Deninson
Age: 55 Years Old
Gender: Male
Appearance: Bearing a trimmed beard and a black wool Stetson to cover his short dark brown hair, Garrett looks like a sweet soul. He's usually seen sporting dull colored flannels and brown boots to match, parading his southern roots. He stands at roughly 6'1 but gains an inch or two with his boots on, putting him above average height. He however perceives his legs longer than his torso - feeling hilariously disproportionate even though everyone else would tell him it's not true. His signature smile adds to his southern charm and his use of 'sir' and 'ma'am' simply complete the picture. He's a cowboy at heart in and out - proud, happy and fun.
Personality: Known for his optimism and southern charm, Garrett's southern roots are exhibited with every physical gesture and word that comes out of his mouth. He is constantly smiling, having fun conversations with strangers and being a joy to be around. He is a handy man that helps out his neighbors when they need him and never wants anything in return. He's religious and believes in God, often seen praying before a meal and before bedtime. His favorite meal is breakfast, always ordering his two over-easy eggs, three slices of bacon and buttermilk biscuit with a cup of coffee on the side. He's a true creature of habit.
Occupation: Farmer/Rancher
Greatest Fear: Drowning
Equipment: Aside from his hat, Garrett would be carrying his wallet and truck keys. In his truck he has a 24-pack of water bottles, a leather coat, an extra pair of boots and five bags of horse feed.

 

[Manio]

Name: Garrett Deninson
Age: 55 Years Old
Gender: Male
Appearance: Bearing a trimmed beard and a black wool Stetson to cover his short dark brown hair, Garrett looks like a sweet soul. He's usually seen sporting dull colored flannels and brown boots to match, parading his southern roots. He stands at roughly 6'1 but gains an inch or two with his boots on, putting him above average height. He however perceives his legs longer than his torso - feeling hilariously disproportionate even though everyone else would tell him it's not true. His signature smile adds to his southern charm and his use of 'sir' and 'ma'am' simply complete the picture. He's a cowboy at heart in and out - proud, happy and fun.
Personality: Known for his optimism and southern charm, Garrett's southern roots are exhibited with every physical gesture and word that comes out of his mouth. He is constantly smiling, having fun conversations with strangers and being a joy to be around. He is a handy man that helps out his neighbors when they need him and never wants anything in return. He's religious and believes in God, often seen praying before a meal and before bedtime. His favorite meal is breakfast, always ordering his two over-easy eggs, three slices of bacon and buttermilk biscuit with a cup of coffee on the side. He's a true creature of habit.
Occupation: Farmer/Rancher
Greatest Fear: Drowning
Equipment: Aside from his hat, Garrett would be carrying his wallet and truck keys. In his truck he has a 24-pack of water bottles, a leather coat, an extra pair of boots and five bags of horse feed.

I'll accept this character as the last one!