Realistic or Modern Wasted Youth [CS]

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WASTED YOUTH​

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Character Name​

Name: Mercedes Rivers
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Stereotype: The Bad Bitch
Face Claim: Cher Lloyd

Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Height/Weight: 5'4 / 130lbs
Body Type: Curvy
Tattoos/Piercings: x x

Likes: her brother; crime TV; smoking; flirting

Dislikes: popcorn; infomercials; milkshakes; birds

Strengths: honest; passionate; quick witted

Weaknesses: prideful; stubborn; impulsive

Personality:
Mercedes is a bad, bad bitch. After almost seeing their father kill their mother, she doesn't get fazed very often. She's impatient and impulsive, ready to do anything crazy on a moment's notice. Her pride keeps her from asking for help, and the only person she trusts 100% is her brother. She's quick tongued and honest, though the latter borders on being brutal more often than not. She's passionate and a wild lover of life, but is ready to throw down at anytime to protect someone she cares about even in the slightest.

Bio:
Mercedes was born to a set of parents who didn't give a crap about her. Her other brother, Caleb, was her best friend growing up. He's two years older than her, and they were close from day one. They did everything together-- ate together, played together. Their mother had a bad habit of cheating on their father, which would lead to explosive fights between the parents. During these times, Caleb would protect Sadie, hiding her under his bed or in his closet when their drunk father came looking for them.

Sadie was probably five, and Caleb seven, when their father brought out a shotgun. Caleb found their mom's cell phone and called the police,but it was too late for her. The police took Caleb and Sadie away, and their father got sent to prison. He stopped calling in less than two months time. The siblings were sent to foster care, where Caleb always got into trouble. Whenever Caleb got punished, Sadie got pissed and acted out as well, leading to her own punishment.

The foster parents were pigs, though, and wanted the checks so they kept Caleb and Sadie. When Caleb turned eighteen he was sent out, no longer of use to the parents. Sadie threw her worst teenage tantrum ever, which resulted in her getting a black eye. She covered or her foster parents only after Caleb convinced her to do so,saying that they'd get separated if she was taken from them now, because she was only 16. She snuck out to see him, and has finally graduated this year. She's ready to leave the foster house and never look back.

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Shaye Yeh Completion

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Shaye Yeh​

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Basics

Name: Shaye Yeh
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual, but questioning
Stereotype: Innocent
Face Claim: Yeh Shuhua

Appearance

Eye Color: Dark brown
Hair Color: Black
Height/Weight: 5'4"/104Ibs
Body Type: Petite
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc: Ears are pierced

Persona

Likes: ✔ Animals ✔ Fashion ✔ Tea ✔ Dancing ✔ Drawing ✔ History
Dislikes: ✘ Loud noises ✘ Excessive use of drugs and alcohol ✘ Traveling ✘Horror/gore films ✘ Disorganization
Strengths: +Kindhearted +Respectful +Does not hold grudges +Makes her best attempts to not judge others
Weaknesses: -Fairly naive -Easily scared -Sometimes cries too easily -Not very willing to try new things -Somewhat private

Personality/Biography

Personality: Shaye received her stereotype as the 'innocent' one for a variety of reasons that she has come to term with. The main thing people will bring up is the fact that she, in many different ways, is inexperienced. Her unwillingness to try new things, along with her tendency to be easily frightened and worried, prevent her from gaining experience in life; however, while it may not seem like it, she typically does want to participate in the activities she holds herself back from.

While she isn't the most daring and adventurous, Shaye tries to make up for it through her kindness. If there is one thing she has learned in life, it's that people should never be judged. Shaye's mind is almost always open, and this is the main reason as to why she never likes to hold grudges; to hold things against people makes her feel like a terrible person. She tries not to seem too helpless, but this is how everyone else sees her. It's true that she never denies help from others, but she can care for herself as well. She holds her persona up well, though, when she's alone, she tends to doubt and judge herself.

Bio: Shaye tends to keep things to herself, and prefers almost a private lifestyle. She appears very innocent and reserved due to her family history, which she believes to be somewhat messy.

For your parents to admit that you were a mistake is quite devastating. Truth be told, Shaye was conceived during a drunken one-night stand. Her parents were college kids that enjoyed partying and hookups, but were forced to stop and marry when her mother became pregnant. Unfortunately, both of Shaye's parents dropped out of college. Life was very stressful-her father fell to alcoholism, while her mother began to experiment with drugs again. Some years later, after she had turned eleven, Shaye was sent to live with her aunt and uncle while her parents went to rehab. Despite both her parents having recovered, she never lived with them again. Life was messy, but she could never hold the things her parents had done and said against them; instead, she vowed to stay as far away from their paths as she possibly could.

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Shaye Yeh

The ‘innocent’ one
Silence had taken over the room, and Shaye stared blankly at one of her bedroom walls. She broke the quiet atmosphere when she let out a loud groan, while simultaneously falling back onto her bed. To put it simply, she hated summer with a passion. The overbearingly hot temperature made her clothes stick to her petite frame when she left the house, though, she typically stayed inside anyways. It's not that Shaye didn't want to do anything or make plans, but it's that she didn't really have anyone to do said things with. Instead, she kept to herself in her air-conditioned room.

With her finals being finished and her break from college beginning, the double-major had nothing to busy herself with. That is, until she agreed to spend her summer with some old friends and people she knew. It's difficult to remember why she did it, considering she got the invite in the middle of her very hectic finals week, but she knew one thing for sure: she's not backing out. No, she deserves something nice and pleasant in life.

"What did I get myself into?" Shaye muttered to herself, "I doubt anyone will actually want me there."

A knock on the bedroom door interrupted Shaye's train of thought, and she turned to see her aunt, Nannie, peeking in. "Your uncle just left for work, and I have the day off. Why don't we go for breakfast?"

Nannie didn't get a direct answer, just a slow nod and tight-lipped smile. She knew her niece was feeling a bit overwhelmed and still stressed, so she didn't comment on the behavior. Instead, she began making her way downstairs. "I'll be in the car.”

Releasing a breath she didn't know she was holding, Shaye got herself up on her feet. She momentarily stared at the bags and suitcases she pulled out from her closet, then made her way out of the room, trying to forget about her worries. She'll have to process everything when she's packing.

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♛Appearance♛​

mods: earlobe piercings​

height: 5'2"​

weight: 105​

body type: slim, petite, athletic, slight curves ​

hair: butterscotch brown, layered, waist-length, wavy​

eye color: baby blue​

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♛Background♛​

Serena's always been one of the most desired girl in school. She's always been the pretty one, the star of the show, the it-girl, and a part of the popular crowd. Being a natural born dancer, Avalon was of course appointed as the head cheerleader. At school, everything seemed right. It was easy to fit in and get a boyfriend. Being on top, everyone would kill to be her, and some people, even Serena's closest friends, are working behind her back to take her spot. Of course, Serena doesn't know this yet, but she'll soon find out. Even when things are going exceptionally well at school, it can be the complete opposite at home. On the outside, her family seems perfect. They seem like a regular upper middle class family. Her father is currently a wealthy stock trader, and her mother is a retired world-class model who owns a line of children boutiques. Being an only child, everyone thinks her family spoils her. They live in a big house, and they seem to have everything, but that's not always the case. She's always left with the nanny while her parents are out traveling for their jobs. They always seem to forget that she exists. Or maybe they choose to ignore Serena. They never show any sort of love or affection towards her. They quickly dismiss her when she needs anything. She constantly feels useless around them and wants to catch their attention in hopes of finding out they care about her. Her parents and comparing herself to other girls at school are the reasons she is secretly insecure. Serena had tried getting their attention by not showing up at home around 4 days straight, but they didn't bother to contact her. Realizing how much she really matters to her parents, Serena began spending nights at her friend's places, trying to steer away from her parents.​

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♛Persona♛​

personality: Serena is what most people would call a pretty face. Everyone sees her as nothing but pretty. She's often categorized as either a dumb bimbo, a flirtatious slut, or a snobby mean girl. Those aren't completely true about her. She often plays dumb for a few reasons. One of those reasons are so she doesn't get made fun of or called a nerd. Another reason is that she believes she has to play dumb to get a guy. She's actually quite smart and has many hidden talents, but doesn't have much confidence in herself. She believes that guys won't like her for who she really is. Some people may see her as snob at times, and it could be true depending on how you look at it. She can be a bit judgmental at times, but that's probably because she has a set mind or what's cool or not, what's right or wrong, or she simply doesn't understand. ​

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Though she seems really confident and perfect on the outside, she's not. Secretly, Serena is really insecure on the inside. She always feels like she needs a guy to feel good about herself. This makes her a bit clingy when she finds someone who she likes. It makes her a bit gullible thinking that they're perfect for her. Serena could be a bit blind to cheaters, bad boys, players, and the jocks. She's always finding herself in the hands of bad guys thinking she'd never get hurt. It doesn't help that she's got a thing for them. The truth is, she just wants to be loved. She's never had much love in her life, and she fears dying to know that no one had ever loved her. Serena's already been through many heartbreaks, and its about time she's realized what's up. She can only take a little bit more without loosing control. ​

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♛Misc♛​

likes: cheerleading, dancing, photography, beaches, warm weather, listening to music, bad boys, animals, coffee, boba, chokers, messy buns, halter tops, oversized sweaters​

dislikes: liars, cheaters, meat (she's vegan), misogynists, people who judge her, pigeons, the cold weather, country music, beans, people who take her for granted, bugs, math, homework, strict teachers​

strengths: persuasive, charismatic (uses that and her looks to get what she wants), athletic, daring, open-minded​

weaknesses: insecure, hopeless romantic, trusts too easily, stubborn, impatient​

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name: serena elle roux
nicknames: rena
age: 18
gender: cis-female
birthday: september 22
zodiac: libra
orientation: heterosexual, heteromantic
stereotype: the cheerleader




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Spoiler: writing sample

It was early morning in the concrete jungle. The sunlight barely crept through, but the Big Apple seemed as busy as always. Cars honked, business men rushed to work, and there was the occasional "I'm walkin' here" thrown by angry pedestrians in a thick New York accent at this time of the day. Karsten should have expected it to be this busy. After all, its the city that never sleeps, so he decided to capture this moment by taking a few last photos of Time Square.


Karsten was surprised that he was still able to stand on his feet due to the amount of sleep he's had in the past few days. He couldn't sleep because of the constant swearing of the psychotic cab drivers. Karsten's been getting up this early, if not even earlier, in the last few days. He still as jet lagged and not adjusted to the Eastern Time Zone. He only got to the city late two nights ago, so yesterday was the only day he had to explore New York City. Yesterday started with a morning stroll in Madison Square and ended at an exclusive nightclub on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. In between that time, he jammed packed his day with finding the best dumplings in China Town, trying the cheapest slice of pizza in Brooklyn, having a moment of silence at the World Trade Center, climbing the steps of the Metropolitan, taking a ferry to see Lady Liberty, window shopping on 5th Avenue, and viewing the city from the Empire State Building. He'd also captured some great photos of the Empire State Building, Chrysler Building, Wall Street, Central Park, Time Square, and the Rockefeller Center. He even sketched out the New York Public Library. Everywhere he went he was inspired.


He was almost sad to leave, but his future was waiting for him. Karsten would be arriving at Miss Reneux's Academy in a few hours. He was excited to finally get the opportunity to focus completely on his arts. He checked his watch and realized that it was almost time for him to be escorted to the academy, so he picked up one of New York's famous bagels for breakfast and took the subway back to the Waldorf Astoria. He's eaten lots of good food from the time he landed in the JFK airport including great burgers from Shake Shack and pastrami sandwiches, but nothing compared to the bagel.


Karsten made it back to the Waldorf Astoria with no money left in his Metro Card. He's used most of his life's savings on this trip, but he didn't regret it. He's never felt more happy or free in his whole entire life. If only it could last forever. The time and effort spent on 50 intricate drawings were worth the time he spent here. It took a while before he could even book a hotel room at the Waldorf Astoria which was his dream hotel.


He had just finished taking a shower and was surfing through the TV channels while relaxing on his bed when he got a call from the receptionist's desk.


"Hello?" He asked picking up the telephone.


"Hi, is this Karsten Nazari?" the receptionist asked in a sugar sweet voice.


"Yes?" he answered hoping it'd be its ride.


"A driver in a black jeep has come to escort you to Miss Reneux's Academy. He's parked in front of the valet meet him with-," the lady continued before getting cut off by an eager Karsten.


"Yeah, I'll be down in 5!" he exclaimed before hanging up the phone. He knew the drill, and all his bags were zipped, packed, and ready to go.


He made his way downstairs with a suitcase trailing behind him, a duffle bag over his shoulder, a sketchbook under his arm, and a Canon Rebel T5i camera lopped over his head. The driver stood in front of the jeep waiting for him. He reached for his bags, but Karsten wouldn't let him take his camera or sketchbook. He took a quick photo of the jeep and one last picture of the hotel before having the driver usher him into the car.


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The ride was filled with excitement. He kept track of how long it would take to get to the academy. Karsten took many pictures of the forest terrain along the way which he couldn't have imagined have been around the busy city. Before he knew it, the car ride was over.


The driver let him out and handed his luggage to him. Kristen's jaw dropped as he studied the academy. It looked even better than the photos. The building looked as if it were straight from a fancy, elite college brochure. He took a photo of the campus before heading toward the lobby with all the other students.

 

[CherryKisses]

Kirsten Longhorn

yo yo its ya boi social

You were my cup of tea, but I drink champagne now

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Name: Kirsten Longhorn
Nickname: ki
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Stereotype: Drama Queen
Face Claim: Jasmine Brown

Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Brown ombre
Height/Weight: 5'3/115lb
Body Type: slim, but curvy
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc: LMAO​

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Likes: Shopping, the color pink, parties, casual hangouts
Dislikes: Fake people, being involved with drama (even though she loves it at times), PDA, know-it-alls
Strengths: Understanding, can give and take insults, knows how to get information out of people
Weaknesses: Takes others for granted, conceited, can be insensitive ​

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Personality: Kirsten can come of as a snobby rich girl, which is correct. Kirsten loves and seeks attention from others. But once you get to know her, you'll come to know that it is an act. Kirsten is a lovable goofball, that can seem childish. Anytime she's with with her friends, she always has a smile on her face. Kirsten seems to know everything about everyone. She is a person that should never be messed with. She may forgive, but she never forgets. From her beautiful curls to her stilettos, Kirsten screams confidence. But little does anyone know, she just seeks approval from others.

Bio: Kirsten's life looks absolutely perfect, but in reality it's the opposite. Her father is a wealthy businessman that owns many hotels around the world and her mother is the daughter of a rich socialite. Her parents were either away at on a business trip or hosting an extravagant party to show off their wealth. Kirsten's mother only had her as a desperate attempt to save her marriage, that actually seemed to work. Kirsten was wanted for the wrong reasons and she had never forgotten that.

Being the only child meant having all of the attention, but to Kirsten it seemed like a nightmare. Her parents pushed her to be at her best, even at her breaking point. Kirsten became self-conscious when her mother started making rude remarks about her appearance when she was 10. Kirsten seemed to be more of an accessory, than a daughter. Kirsten's parents never accepted anything lower than an A, they were intrusive and controlling, she even starved herself if the numbers went higher on the scale. In junior year, Kirsten had to be sent to a mental institution in Belgium for her whole summer break, because of starving herself too much. Since then she has gotten healthy and promised herself to be as far away from them as possible, when she graduated.​

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Gabby's eyes fluttered open. She turned to her phone to see '5:47' on her screen. The sun was just rising. She groaned and finally rolled out of her bed. She was the only one wake in her house. She tiptoed to her bathroom to brush her teeth and get ready. She had showered the night before so she wouldn't wake anyone up in the morning. You may wonder 'why the hell is she up so early?'. Gabby was trying to avoid something, no someone. Gabby threw on a sweater and put some jeans on and went downstairs to her kitchen.

Gabby checked her phone to see it was 6:15. She left a little note for her mother on the table, that said she had to pick up her friend early. She grabbed her bag and walked towards the door. "Gabby?" A voice said from the staircase. Gabby instantly recognized the voice of her step-brother and froze in the door frame. "Gabby what are you doing? Why are you up this early?" He asked. 'Dammit', Gabby thought. "I'm going to school, Mason" she said coldly. "At this time?" He asked while walking up to her. "Are you gonna keep on interrogating me or can I go to school now" Gabby said, now she was really irritated. Her step-brother looked down for while and said "Is this about that night 'cause-" "No just shut up already! I told you to never mention it ever again, now I have school to get to" Gabby said cutting him off. Gabby held onto her bag and went out the door.

Gabby pulled into the schools parking lot 30 minutes early. She stopped by a close cafe to eat breakfast and relax before she went to school. Gabby was actually excited for school, she never wanted vacation to end so bad in her life. Gabby shook away her thoughts and started to dig in her purse. She then pulled out a joint and began to smoke it. She glanced at her phone and saw 3 messages from her step-brother. Gabby sighed and deleted them. Soon kids started to enter the school. Gabby stopped smoking and put on sunglasses to cover her red eyes. She left her car and entered the school. She looked at all students in the hall talking among themselves. She smiled and walked towards her locker, ready to start her day.

 

[The Great Goon Goblin]

Matthew Lucas Wilson

Name: Matthew Lucas Wilson / Matt, Mattie
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Stereotype: Class Clown/ Jokester
Face Claim: Reece King

Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Black
Height/Weight: 5'8 / 175lbs
Body Type: Slim & Slender
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc: Has both ears pierced, and flowers tattooed down his left arm.

Likes: making people laugh, pretty girls, smoking cigarettes, cheap booze, inappropriate jokes, best friends,
Dislikes: drama, rude people, owls, camping, liars, snobs, driving, dealing with his problems
Strengths: Humorous, Reliable, Kindhearted, Mellow, Trustworthy
Weaknesses: Stubborn, Obnoxious, Nonchalant, Cynical, Facetious

Personality: When it comes to looking for a good time, Matt is your guy. In whatever situation, he'll try to make a joke and act silly. Most of his gags are inappropriate and sometimes cynical, but it's all in good fun. His antics have occasionally led him into trouble, yet weirdly also out of trouble. With such a large mouth, he finds ingenious ways to get himself out of trouble. Matt likes to keep the moral high road and stay out of the drama, but he'll gladly watch. Especially if it involves his friends, he won't be able to take a side; and instead stays neutral.

Whenever Matt isn't acting the fool, he's a pretty chill, and reserved guy. Sure he's got a smile on his face, but he's pretty unhappy often. Being the funny guy all the time makes it hard for him to be taken seriously. Instead of talking to someone about his issues, Matt much preferably bottles them away to figure out himself. It's never healthy and stresses him out, but he doesn't want to include someone in his problems. Matthew instead likes to help his friends with their issues.

Bio: It's been somewhat of a rollercoaster ride for Matthew, and he would love to get off now. Coming from two overbearing but loving parents; Matt had a simple childhood. It wasn't until Matt turned 10yrs old that everything began to take a nosedive. His father lost his job at the electric company, with his mother trying to handle the bills on a kindergarten teachers salary. With an overwhelming amount of stress, Matt’s parents ended up getting divorced. This left Matt emotionally and mentally distraught, as he couldn’t process why at such a young age.

Years gone by, and Matthew is currently living with his mother in a small suburban neighborhood; with the occasional visits from his dad. Though the visits turn into a pity party about their old marriage. Now finally done with his high school career, Matthew’s not entirely sure what’s next. With his girlfriend leaving him, and the colleges he applied to denying him; the kids a bit lost. So it’s been frequent dates with either a bottle of cheap whiskey, or old beer. Luckily that’s what his friends are there for...right?i

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Radiant blue skies, clear ocean water, and beautiful young woman. It was the ultimate dream getaway Adonis Greyson has been waiting for. At first, he was hesitant on having his friend enter him in the show, but now he's thankful he was even chosen. Everyone back home was going to be watching. So he had to make sure he didn’t act the fool on live television. This was going to be a once in a lifetime opportunity to not only let loose but also find his perfect someone.

Flying in first class was a lifestyle Adonis could get used to. Bottles of fancy champagne, the seclusion from others, and the peace and quiet was perfection. Leaning back in his seat, Adonis placed his headphones into his ears, letting out a deep breath of relaxation. A reminder to thank his buddy back home for setting him up. The flight was going to be long, so he created a playlist to put him at ease. Starting with Frank Ocean, and ending with Childish Gambino. With many hours passing, they were drawing close to their destination. Taking a good look at the view, the island looked like paradise. It was beautiful. Adonis has seen pictures online of Hawaii, but never this up close; it almost seemed unreal.

Fully landed, Adonis was eager to get to his destination. Paradise was awaiting him. Seeing his driver, Adonis handed his bags over and got inside. Once arriving, Adonis got from out of the car and seen all of the dapper young men waiting patiently. Everyone arrived in style which already made him feel like he was in the right place. Adonis chose not to wear a suit, leaving his best outfits for whichever young lady he was to spend time with. Dress to impress, that was his motto. That also seemed to be the case for the host, Redd Hart.

Listening to Redd's description of the girls and the show had Adonis pumped and ready. Remaining cool and collected, he didn't want to come off overly excited as his anticipation grew. Finally, seeing the girls appear from out of the greenery made his heart sink to the floor. Adonis couldn't believe his very eyes, they were all stunning. Somewhere in his mind South by Galimatias was on repeat. Keeping his cool persona, he raised his brown giving the girls a half charming smile. Of course, Adonis had to remember they were all there because they suck at dating, so there was that. When it came time to choosing his totem, Adonis grabbed the deer. Mostly because it was one of the few remaining, but maybe a sweet girl was on the other end. Deers are relaxed animals, right?

 

[JustAlexandra]

Name: Catalina Reginalds
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Stereotype: Princess
Face Claim: idk who she be

Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Light Brown
Height/Weight: 5'3
Body Type: 129 lbs
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc: Ears pierced, small diamond tattoo on her hip

Likes:
Diamonds
Her Cell Phone
Twizzlers
Vodka

Dislikes:
Other girls (generally)
Seafood
Meat (She's a vegetarian}

Strengths:
Strong Willed
Confident
Can Fake Nice

Weaknesses:
Catty
Two Faced
Emotional (but doesn't show it)

Personality: Catalina is a real bitch, to put it simply. That is, to most people anyways. She doesn't have many friends and that doesn't bother her, but the friends she does have she tries to keep close. She will refrain from getting in fights with them, and generally she is the most "real" to them. Otherwise, she puts on a show for most people. She can pretend to be nice all she wants, but when someone really pisses her off it doesn't stop her from being the bitch that she really is. She had used people to her advantage before, and while she isn't proud of it, she is used to getting what she wants and will do whatever it takes for her to get it.

Bio: Catalina was born in wealth, and she absolutely exudes it in every way. Her family is stupid rich, like, they have an island, rich. Ever since she was a child she could get whatever she wanted. She had a debit card linked to her parents account when she was 13, and ever since she's been buying whatever she wants and rolling with the wealthiest in the world. She will often pay for other peoples things, but not because she's nice, but because she wants them to know that she is rich. Money has always been able to get her places, and get her alcohol.

That being said, all that money made her a brat. Her parents were never around, always on one trip or another, or working, and she was left with free reign. She had nannies and the like, but as soon as they told her "no" she would have them fired and replaced. The ones that lasted the longest gave her everything she wanted. She once even had once be her footrest, but that woman quit the next day. It's not entirely her fault that she is the way that she is. Her parents were never around to teach her how to act, and she was always given the best, and never doubted for being wrong. She learned to fend for herself when she had no one else to care for her.​

 

[Ms MistyEye]

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Name: Taylor Dashwood
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual, though bi-curious
Stereotype: Nerd
Face Claim: Taylor Misiak

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Eye Color: Pale Green
Hair Color: Auburn
Height/Weight: 5 foot 2 inches, 55Kg
Body Type: slim, but athletic
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc: Both ear lobes pierced but nothing else

Likes:
Reading: "If only it were socially acceptable to live in a library..." //
Puzzles: "Puzzles give me life, be it physical, virtual or problem solving" //
Animals: "Specifically large dogs but other cute fluffy things fill me with joy too"//
Space/Stars: "How anyone could be bored at night I have no idea, just look upwards." //
DnD: "So basically I play a 8th level bard who's bestfrie- Okay I promise it's not as lame as it sounds" //

Dislikes:
Social hierarchies: "A person is a person and those who think that they are better than others are only fooling themselves." //
Illegal Drugs: "If you need to use drugs to have a good time then you aren't living life fully to begin with." //
Risk taking: "Whats so bad about being safe?! I'm still in one piece and would like to keep it that way." //
Large crowds: "It's not that I don't like people, it's just when people are with people they act a lot less like the people they are... you know?" //
Dancing: "I did ballet and tap for like 9 years but apparently that means nothing, all you have to do is grind to EDM these days." //

Strengths:
Intelligent: "Yeah... I'm in the top 0.5% of the world, not to... you know brag or anything." //
Persistent: "If I don't succeed the 246th time, then perhaps the 247th time may be different." //
Optimistic: "If a wrong side of the bed exists, I've yet to find it."
Awesome DM: "One of my campaigns has been downloaded 7000 times, just saying." //

Weaknesses:
Inexperienced: "I never really did... Well any of the stuff everyone else did growing up, they may have a bit of a head start." //
Shy/nervous: "I wish I was wittier, but most of the time I don't words very good. //
Abandonment/trust issues: "So yeah... My dad cheated on my mum and left us both, I just wish i could ask him why..."
Tall guys: "This one is kind of obvious right? Like I can't be the only one? It's just... They can reach any shelf they want!"

Personality:
Taylor is an upbeat person through and through, she possesses a persistent optimism that some people can't help but admire whilst others quickly find tiresome. She commits herself fully to any venture she begins, bringing with her a level of passionate intensity that often sees her through successfully. Whilst something of an introvert, she does enjoy social interaction and, if familiar with people, unleashes the totality of her sweet, bubbling personality. She is loyal and kind to her friends and attempts to support them in any available capacity. She is smart, often noticing things that others may simply miss, combined with her capacity for empathy she is often good at reading people and eager to offer advice.

Despite her persistence, Taylor abhors confrontation. This often leads to her simply being a follower rather than risk her ideas being challenged. She is something of a push over and will rarely, if ever, stand her ground against someone willing to simply speak louder than her. She is caught in a constant battle between fear and curiosity, wanting to try new things yet content in the world she already inhabits and terrified that doing so will tear down the world she loves so much. She suffers from a general naivety, lacking in what most people would consider common knowledge . She has a nervous disposition, numerous insecurities and deeply embedded fears and will close herself off from others out of a twisted sense of self preservation if she feels the need to do so. This she attempts to hide her flaws behind her cheerful facade, though they linger just beneath the surface.

"I'm the life of the party! As long as that party doesn't involve strangers, dangers or stranger danger... But if there are dungeons and or dragons involved then yeah... I'm the life of... y'know" //

Bio:
Taylor was born in the South of England to the youngest son of a local lord and his lover. The young aristocrat was smitten with his lover though knew his father wouldn't approve so kept his small family a secret, visiting them ever so often and spending time with his young daughter. Although as the years ticked on, the young aristocrat grew restless, with pockets full of money and a world to explore he began to see his small family less and less. To this day Taylor remembers the confrontation that finally ended their neat little arrangement. She was barely six years old when she sat at the top of the stairs, peering through the banister as her parents fought. At the time Taylor couldn't understand why daddy was shouting, or why mummy was crying, all she knew was that the life she knew was being torn limb from limb as that night her father slammed the door behind him, never to open it again.

The following years were tough on Taylor and her mother, though the hardships drew them closer to each other. After sometime, Taylor's grandmother passed away, leaving her daughter and Taylor a small house in America. Wanting a fresh start for her daughter, Taylor's mother moved the two of them half way across the world. It was in the States that Taylor's academic ability became clear, easily surpassing all of her peers at every level of education. This earned her plenty of opportunities though few friends. The friends she did make she kept close and now with Summer on it's way, she was looking forward to spending some time with them.

Spoiler: Writing sample

WRITING SAMPLE:

Taylor looked around her room in frustration. It had to be here somewhere, she thought to herself, slowly scanning her surroundings in the hope that the object of her desire would jump out at her. She stood in the middle of what anyone else would consider an unreasonable pile of books, piled in various heaps upon various surfaces in every direction. She knew that somewhere amongst the countless tomes lay the one she was looking for, a book she had only put down moments ago yet still managed to evade discovery. She was supposed to be packing, and she justified her current book hunt by telling herself that she could not leave without it, hence it must be the first thing she packed. The reasoning was nonsense, but only if you thought about it for a couple moments which coincidentally was a couple more moments that Taylor was giving the thought.

Her pale green eyes continued to scan the spines of the mountains that lay before her as her mother drifted, almost silently, into the room.
"Have you found it yet" The older woman asked, a smirk playing on her lips. Taylor let out a squeal and spun to face her mother, jumping about a foot in the air as she did so.
"Christ! How many times do I need to tell you not to sneak up on me like that!?" She answered between laboured breaths that forced their way past her hammering heart. "And no... No I have not." Taylor sighed, picking a book up at random from the nearest pile. She didn't even need to read the title to know what the book was, its dog-eared pages and slightly ripped cover informed her it was the penguin edition of the Great Gatsby that her mother had brought for her 11 years prior.

Her mother watched amused as Taylor tenderly placed the book onto yet another pile before sinking down onto her bed. Her mother moved to sit next to Taylor, draping one arm over her shoulders and taking her hand with the other.
"You do realise even if you find this one, you can't take them all." Her mother warned, her whimsical tone fading to seriousness.
"I know." Taylor sighed "It's just you know this one is my favourite."
"Such a favourite that you may have just left it on your bed in prime position for your mother to sit on?" The older woman queried, barely getting the words out before her daughter half ushered, half shoved her mother off the bed, grasping at the covers beneath. Her hands closed around the hard surface of a wearied, yet resilient book which she clutched to her chest with a smug giggle. She then cradled it in front of her, feeling a surge of emotion as close to maternal as the young woman could muster. Her own mother stood behind her, reading over her shoulder. "Alice in Wonderland, perfect for your own big adventure."
"Exactly" Taylor murmered, although hopefully she wouldn't disappear too far down the rabbit hole.

 

[apolla]

Character Name​

• Basics
• The Physical
• Personality
• Bio

• Name: Caleb Rivers
  Age: 20
  Gender: Male
  Sexuality: Heterosexual
  Stereotype: Bad Boy
  Face Claim: Stephen James
  
• Eye Color: Hazel
  
  Hair Color: Brown
  
  Height/Weight: 6'2 / 200lbs
  
  Body Type: Athletic
  
  Tattoos/Piercings: Multiple tattoos, nose piercing
  
• Likes: getting tattoos; his personal space; smoking
  
  Dislikes: fruity smelling perfume; clutter; unsweet tea
  
  Strengths: loyal; respectful; friendly (when he wants to be)
  
  Weaknesses: quiet; reserved; stubborn
  
• Personality:
  Caleb comes across as a quiet, unimpressed guy who doesn't take an interest in alot of things. To be fair, he does, he just isn't quite as vocal as his sister about it. He can be quite the kid sometimes, especially when it comes to big dogs. He loves them. He's fairly reserved when he first meets you, but he can open up depending on your personality (and his mood). He's almost as stubborn as Sadie, though she gives him a run or his money. Respect is a big deal to him-- if you respect him, he'll show you the same courtesy.
  
  Bio:
  Caleb had pretty much the same upbringing as his sister. He was lucky he found his moms cell when he did, or else he and Sadie might not be here today. He closed in on himself, though developed an anger problem that sometimes still gets the best of him. That's where the respect thing comes in, because his parents (both foster and real) obviously never respected him or Sadie, and he hates that.
  
  For the two years he was out on the street, he fell in with the 'wrong' crowd. He'd already had some ink, but his time with these people gained him countless more. They were a street gang of sorts, though they were more of a family than a rag-tag rob-everyone gang. They ran the streets where he lived, and he was protected. Sadie was too, she just didn't know it. He doesn't know what life after this summer is going to be like, now that they're both on their own.
  
  But he's ready to party it up, smoke some weed and figure it out.
  

Code by apolla

 

[elextrified]

greyson navarro

charm & a chiseled jawline ♔

requisite

Age: nineteen
Gender: male
Sexuality: bisexual
Stereotype: prince

Eye Color: icy blue
Hair Color: blonde
Height/Weight: 6’0” & 160 lbs
Body Type: athletic
Tattoos: x

persona and relations

Likes: beaches, dogs, road trips, sports, sunny days,
Dislikes: coffee, country music, winter,
Strengths: adventerous, charming, determined, intelligent, natural leader
Weaknesses: conceited, over confident, people-pleaser,

☆ sadie: sister figure
☆ matt: bff 1
☆ serena: bff 2
☆ catalina: on again / off again
★ caleb: enemy
★ chad: some beef

personality & bio

P:/As his tattoo suggests, Greyson is a prince- or at least, he holds himself to the same regard. It’s rare for him to meet an individual that he wasn’t able to charm with his baby blues and dazzling smile, and therefore thinks very highly of himself. While he isn’t naturally an aggressive person, when his ideals or social position are questioned, he does tend to close himself off with a sullen pout and snippy remarks. He really is a genuinely kind person, but he struggles immensely with making relationships any deeper than surface level.

B:/Greyson didn’t grow up swimming in cash, but his parents were relatively successful in their chosen careers; enough so that he was never longing for something for too long. However, his parents weren’t the absent type as one might expect with well-off professionals, but instead were a very dominant (and demanding) presence in his life. Not only did they want him to be great in every aspect of his life, they demanded it. They had the golden lifestyle and they wanted the golden child to go along with it. Greyson’s always been just that; A student, captain of any club he joined, large groups of friends, and beautiful boys and girls hanging off of his arms. He’s always done what mommy and daddy wanted and honestly had never had much of an issue with it. Now that he’s finished up high school and expected to go to a top college, however, Greyson is beginning to question his life; mainly whether or not a corporate job filled with meaningless relationships is really what he wants in the future. This summer is hopefully the time for him to find out.

coding by: diaphanous

 

[bixby]

wip princess

 

[deathworm]

I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion- Jack Kerouac​

i'm growing up but nothing's changing​

Name: Levi Matthews
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Stereotype: Druggie
Face Claim: Benedict Samuel

filled with loathing and religious fervor
​

Eye Color:
Hair Color: Brown
Height/Weight: 6’0”, 143
Body Type: Scrawny, gangly
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc: left ear lobe pierced, naval piercing, dozens of small stick n poke tattoos with no real meaning or reason

waiting for the fever to break
​

Likes: horror movies, parties, working on his car/working with his hands, getting fucked up, the beach, camping

Dislikes: cops, school, doctors, uptight people, sleep, sports besides pro wrestling, hockey, and rugby

At least in his own opinion Levi doesn’t really have a personality anymore as much as he has a series of personas he rotates between. On a good day he can tolerate himself. He’s friendly if slightly off kilter most of the time- he has a tendency to ramble and doesn’t fully understand boundaries. Some people find him grating due to his lack of manners and general lack of concern about anything but he doesn’t go out of his way to irritate someone unless he thinks they deserve it. His criteria for that is ever shifting but it’s mostly aimed at anyone he perceives as smart or arrogant. A lot of people know him but not many people are close to him and he prefers it that way. He can get by in most social settings until he gets too fucked up. Then all bets are off.

There are a lot of different bad days. Too high or too sober, he has the temper of a faulty bomb and anything could set him off. He jumps to violence quickly and despite his build he’s scrappy. He has a lot of energy, some of it natural and some synthetic, but not a lot of focus and he can come across as kind of manic at times, talking nonstop and bouncing from place to place. He’s very sensitive to criticism and will react either by lashing out or shutting down completely.


+ Resourceful/Adaptable- Levi can make anything out of anything, though he's usually working with garbage. Give him a sewing kit, a lighter, and a dumpster and he can make you a new outfit and a full meal in half an hour. Thanks to his talents he can survive about any situation you throw him into. He's like a cockroach- dirty and weak, but impossible to kill.


+ Laid-back- Maybe it's the drugs, maybe it's that he just doesn't care. But for the most part, Levi takes life as it comes. He has a generally mellow, slightly goofy personality that makes him seem approachable, if a little childish.


+ Tough- this is both physical and mental. While he isn't the strongest guy around he can take a beating and bounce back better than guys twice his size. And through a series of questionable coping mechanisms non-physical threats never keep him down for long.


+ Independent- Levi's been taking care of himself for as long as he can remember and he's not dead yet so he must be at least okay at it.


+ Adventurous- He'll try anything once. If it doesn't kill him, he'll keep doing it until it does.


- Reckless- Levi doesn't believe in looking before you leap. The future is a mystery for a reason and he doesn't have time to think through his actions.


- Crude- His manners are horrendous. He wasn't raised in a barn but it was close enough to leave him without any idea of how to behave in polite society. Or any kind of society, really.


- Escapist- Most of his life is spent trying to run away from reality through books, movies, and other distractions. But it's mostly through drugs of all kinds, ranging from booze and weed to opiates and LSD. Levi's a jack of all vices.


- Liar- Levi's never seen the benefits of brutal honesty. If a little bit of lying can save your ass or make someone feel better, what's the harm?


- Violative- while he's usually mellow Levi has a short temper and can snap at seemingly unimportant things. If he's in a fight it's likely he threw the first punch and he's known to scream and break shit a lot when pushed.

i've seen bad and i've seen worse
​

Levi was an absurdly happy kid. The only child of two parents who adored each other and him, the first ten years of his life were spent running around and getting into the endearing kind of trouble. While they were never wealthy, his dad made sure Levi was taken care of. That’s how everything went to shit.

The summer Levi turned ten his dad was arrested for felony drug possession with intent to distribute. He was given twenty years and when he went away Levi and his mother were both devastated and reacted in their own ways. Forced to support them on her own, his mother started working two jobs and disappeared into herself. The brief time she spent at home she locked herself in her room to cry and self medicate. Meanwhile Levi was becoming more and more disruptive, picking fights, throwing rocks, shoplifting. An adderall prescription meant to level him out just ended up being the first part of what would become a long spiral.

His misbehavior landed him in trouble frequently and his trips to offices and detention introduced him to his current crowd of friends, a vague mass of burnouts and juvie kids. By the time high school started Levi was rarely sober. It started out with weed and other lighter drugs but by now he’s dealing with a growing opiate problem alongside his existing dependence on speed.

It’s a miracle he graduated from high school and he isn’t really sure what he’s going to do next. He’s been dealing for a while and has become a one stop shop for just about anything you could need. He even makes decent fake IDs. He’s hoping to scrape together enough money to move away but he has a hard time hanging onto any money at all. He’s surprisingly good at building and fixing things, especially machines and electronics, and he’s considering learning to be a mechanic.

​

Spoiler: Writing sample

The ragged purr of Giles' bike tore through what would have otherwise been a quiet night. It was some small mercy that the noise drowned out the thoughts that'd been popping up in the days since Abigail's death. Maybe he hadn't been anything like close to the girl but she'd always seemed nice enough and dying young was a depressing thought regardless. He'd heard all the stories about death surrounding the Coven but this was the first time he'd experienced anything like it first hand so he was still a little more shaken than he'd like to let on. Magic had always been a source of comfort for him- small miracles performed by his dad, fantastic plants in Stevie's garden, whispers that guided him through the forest. Now it seemed bigger than that and whatever was waiting at this meeting sent pricks of fear down his spine.


Those thoughts passed soon enough as he noticed the sun setting behind the trees. So what if some girl was dead? He was still alive and he might as well enjoy that. Tightening his grips on the handlebars, he opened up his bike and whipped through a soft curve. His helmet muffled his laughter as the chill in the air cut through the worn denim of his jacket. By now the sun had set enough that anything a few feet ahead of him was shrouded in darkness but he kept his headlight off, letting his instincts guide him along the rough road. A howl close enough to be heard over his own noise finally convinced him to switch on the light. The path in front of him was bathed in its sickly light and he realized he was closer than he thought as he slowed slightly, watching for the turn.


Damien's car was already parked in front of the house, a decrepit old Gothic building that reminded Giles of somewhere he'd stayed for a few months back when he lived in Georgia. As he switched off his bike he felt another laugh bubbling up in his throat. It almost felt like a joke- a bunch of kids meeting in the woods for some ritual, like something parents whispered about in the lobby of a Baptist church. But here he was. His hair tumbled over his shoulders as he pulled off his helmet and straddled his bike for a few more seconds, staring up at the sky through the stars and letting the air cool his skin after the mugginess of confinement. As he walked up to the front door he fumbled with the crushed pack of cigarettes he'd pulled from his jacket pocket, finally getting one lit as he shouldered open the heavy front door. Shuffling his feet through the dust coating the floor, he gives Damien and the girl with him a side eyed glance as he falls into one of the open chairs. After he's slouched in an almost comfortable position, he takes the cigarette out of his mouth and speaks in a cloud of smoke. "Who's the chick? Sacrifice for whatever we're gettin' up to tonight?"

​

​

 

[AyaFromTheEast]

↱ Ali Al-Malik

name. Ali, Al-Malik
age. 20
gender. male
orientation. Homosexual
birthplace. Athens, Greece
ethnicity. Syrian/Greek
date of birth. 3, 12, 1998
zodiac. Sagittarius
role. The nerd
face claim. Liam Samuels
eye colour. Brown
hair colour. Dark brown
height/weight. 184, 6"3
body type. Athletic
tattoos/piercings etc. a minimalistic clockwork tattoo on his inner wrist

The nerd ↲

/coded by allure/

BIO/PERSONALITY

Ali's a quiet kid, just started his second year of university after taking a gap year to travel back home to Greece to visit family. He's extremely intelligent and studies Physics ad Austronomy, having graduated from highschool a few years before his age group did, but didnt want to be the youngest in his college classes so he took a break until everyone caught up. He comes from a single parent family, his mother having passed away when he was only a few years old. His father was working hard to support him and his three brothers so he was never around much. That left Ali to be completely raised by his older brothers, beign the youngest he was heavily protected and still is.

Despite not having many close friends and being generally quite distrustful, he is polite and kind to those he meets and is never outwardly hostile. His quite nature stems from his childhood experiences, having come from Greece when he was only 13 years old he didn't know how to speak English very well and was bullied for it by his classmates. Another reason he was bullied as a child was because of his weight, he was overweight and the relentless teasing caused him to develop anorexia at the age of 15. Luckily he had graduated high school and was no longer surrounded by those people. He is not at a dangerously low weight anymore but he still has an aversion to food and only eats small meals.

Regardless of his appearance and nature, Ali is quite dominant and controlling. He does like things to be done his own way and isnt one to just accept things if he isnt comfortable with it. Being so soft-spoken and innocent looking makes people trust him much easier then they would others, and so he uses this trust to his advantage.

LIKES/DISLIKES

Likes:
Reading and sketching
Studying
He's generally quite curious so anything involving learning new things and skills.
Big crowds and loud people. He enjoys observing different types of behaviour. He holds the belief that boisterous people usually have something to hide and people watching is one of his favourite pastimes.

Dislikes:
People who are unnecessarily mean
Late risers. He prefers to get jobs done early in the morning so he can laze about during the afternoon.
Medication
Being forced or pressured to eat
Being put on the spot to answer questions etc.

STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES

Strengths:
Intelligent and quick on his feet. He's calm and if he experiences a setback he can try to find solutions without panicking
A good listener and gives good advice.
Caring when it comes to the very few people who are close to him

Weaknesses
Stubborn. He doesn't like to compromise much with others and will sulk if things don't go his way.
Doesn't have very good social skills and won't ever make the first move in friendships or relationships. He's quite insecure and thinks that nobody wants to include him in anything and if they do it's out of pity so some convincing is needed if he's to go out and party etc.

Spoiler

The car reached the driveway of the apartment complex, Umar's being the one at the very top; with the best view. The perks of both owning a club and being one of the most highly sought after stripper. Who said you needed education to become successful. Granted when his body was no longer fit for the job he wouldnt be earning any more, but he'd got enough in his savings account to last him another lifetime.
Umar went from being a little refugee boy who came into this whole new country, escaping a war that had brutally took from him everything he knew to be constantly spit on and berated by the society for a situation he barely understood never mind change, and ironically this country played a part in making him a little refugee boy. But ten years later he'd managed to survive, albeit by a thread but he was still here, and had secured himself financially. He paid for his youngest brother to go to University and study Physics, and a house for his three brothers to live in until they too found their footing. Umar was responsible for helping his brothers yes, but the man who he owed surviving past his twenties was sat right beside him, cursing that there wasnt a damn parking spot.

It wasnt only money that Haytham had helped with, which the younger man did pay every penny back when he'd started earning his own fortune despite Haytham's protests. But he also gave him the strength and confidence to carry on, to make his future something to live for. Even today that battled that daily, Umar wasn't cured, and may never be. But on the days where Umar just couldnt get out of bed, Haytham was there to sit beside him and talk to him even if Umar never said a word back. He never once showed signs of leaving him, or shunning him for being too much, too hard to love. And for that Umar would gladly both kill and die for him.
Umar looked over at his Husband with a soft smile. He is the luckiest man alive.

 

[crossofjesus]

Louis Weston

BASICS

NAME

Louis Weston

AGE

19 years old

GENDER

Cisgender male

ORIENTATION

Heterosexual

STEREOTYPE

'The Stoner'

FACE CLAIM

Ryan Ross

DATE OF BIRTH

10th of August, 1999

APPEARANCE

info

PERSONALITY

info

IN DEPTH

info

coded by: lorde

 

[Lurker]

Chad Axel Corsair

The Jock

Age
| 20 |

Gender
| Male |

Sexuality
| Heterosexual |

Height
| 6'7 |

Weight
| 220 |

Hair and Eye colour
| Black, Brown |

Body Type
| Typical Jock, tall and muscular |

Personality
| Chad is your stereotypical athlete bully. He thinks he's better than everyone else because he's the star of his colleges basketball team. He only hangs around with the popular kids and doesn't give anyone else the time of day. Chad isn't afraid to get his hands dirty to get what he wants, causing some kids to be afraid of him. Known for being extremely hot headed, not afraid to get into fights with people. Chad loves getting under people's skins. He'll do something he knows will piss somebody off just to see what they'll do.

When with his friends Chad loves to party. He's usually the life of the party. He does whatever drugs are available at the party, drink as much as he can without passing out. Chad's little sister is his inspiration. She's a sophomore in high school and he keeps his gang life private to his entire family but most of all her. He'd do anything for Giggles, the pet name he calls her. He doesn't want her to be anything like him, since she's essentially the hope of the family. God have mercy on anyone that insults Mark's sister in front of him.

Chad is an absolute ladie's man. He's confident in his attractiveness and likes to show it. There's not a girl in his classes he hasn't flirted with at least once. He plays off rejection well on the outside but it really bothers him on the inside. He begins to question himself, wondering if something is wrong with him. Can often be found asking Giggles for help picking up chicks. She refuses.

Chad's relationship with his parents isn't the greatest. The only reason he hasn't been fully kicked out of the house is because his sister vouches for him. They hate how he's just a jock and have tried many things to get him interested in more intellectual things. Chad actually knows how to play piano, from when his parents forced him to take lessons, but he hides it from everyone. His grades are terrible, preferring to focus on basketball over everything else in his life.

Chad is a natural leader on and off the court. Being the captain of the basketball team has taught him a lot. People generally go with what he says and he finds himself often surprised when people outside his group refuse to follow him. He's a high ranking official in the gang that both him and Caleb are a part of. When people don't listen to him they end up getting hurt.

While Chad is the walking embodiment of confidence and potential, he actually struggles heavily with his insecurities. He has no plan for after college if he doesn't get a basketball scholarship. Since his personality is so manipulative he doesn't really have any friends. A small part of him wants to go to this party to make friends even though he wouldn't admit it to himself. The other, much more large portion of him just wants to go to get drunk and high.|

Background
|Chad actually had a good life growing up. Better than most, he often imagined. The bullying didn't start until around middle school when he joined the basketball team. He quickly realized just how much better he was than everyone else on the team. Anytime they would lose he would blame it on all of them and tell them if they'd spend less time goofing off they might win some games. This attitude carried to class where he didn't much care for his grades but he did like getting under people's skins. He was so big no one dared fight him. He didn't need the lunch money he stole, his parents were well off, he just liked taking things from people. Having them beg for mercy.

This thought process led Chad to joining a gang when he was 16. It started off innocently enough, just doing small time drug runs. As the years passed by however, Chad was entrusted with more and more duties. Since he was still playing basketball, Chad just kept bulking up in the gym and he eventually became the muscle for the entire gang. Whenever something needed to get done and a little elbow grease was needed, Chad was the guy they looked to. It was through this gang that Chad met Caleb. The muscle appreciated anyone in the gang and the two became fast friends. When Chad learned that Caleb was going to a party the muscle basically invited himself and made it clear to Caleb that no wasn't really an option.|

Likes
| Basketball, Parties, Drugs, Kim - his sister, Bullying, Crime|

Dislikes
| Goody two shoes, Losing, Heights, Cops |

Strengths
| Confident, Strong, Leader |

Weaknesses
| Abrasive, Doesn't know when to stop, Not the smartest |

 

[RubyZoo]

Name: Skyler Snow Johnson
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Stereotype: Cheerleader

Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Brown
Height/Weight: 5'4/113Ib
Body Type: Thin
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc. : Ear piercings

Likes: [3+]
-nature
-flirting
-being popular
Dislikes: [3+]
-being disliked
-getting dirty
-rudeness
Strengths: [3+]
-is strong
-agile
-smart
Weaknesses: [3+]
-attracts nerds (to her, it's a weakness)
-controlling
-beauty more than brains

Personality: Being hard working yet caring, Skyler would do anything for her friends. If they need her help, she would jump into action and help them. Even though she would get her hands dirty if her friends needed help, she wouldn't dare get a speck of dirt on her other wise. Sensitive about her feelings, anything that would make a person just sad about would make her cry but she has learned to control the crying and act like it's no big deal

Bio: With her parents being rich, she grew up in a life of luxury. She has thought that everything revolved around her until one night, she got in a fight with her parents. Even though it was a fight about what shoes she was getting, it still made her see that the world isn't meant to be her servant.Ever since then, she has still been selfish but dialed it down. Learning that other people have matters greater than what shoe to wear made her a more caring person.

 

[ALittleRedLie]

Winnie Matthews​

Basics

Nicknames:
Win, Minnie
Age:
17
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual, likes girls more
Stereotype:
LGBT
Face Claim:
Yara Shahidi​

Appearance

Eye Color:
Dark Brown
Hair Color:
Black
Height:
5'6
Weight:
130 lb
Body Type:
Average with flab on her arms and stomach • Curvy • Slightly Muscular
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc.:
Owl on her left thigh • bear claw on her right shoulder blade • Belly button piercing • Industrial bar right ear • Triple ear lobe on both ears • Daith on left​

Quirks

Likes:
Baking • Photography • Boxing • Whiskey • Cars • Coffee
Dislikes:
Liars • Cheaters • Avocados • the Ocean
Strengths:
Running • Mechanics • Intelligent • Can Defend Herself
Weaknesses:
Swimming • Stubborn • Can Be Rude • Crowded Places​

In Depth

Personality:
Winnie is usually reserved, keeping to herself unless someone makes the point to get to talk to her. When she's comfortable she'll tell jokes and will smile often. Her voice is usually tainted with sarcasm and if she's annoyed by you, you'll know. She stands up for herself and others that may need it. She has no time for anyone's bullshit and is willing to call people out. She fits the stereotype of a gay girl by the way she dresses and the vibe she gives off. If she wants, she can kick your ass, so don't mess with her. It's not too easy to get her trust, but not too hard. But it is easy to lose her trust, so don't fuck up or you'll be on her bad side for a long time. She curses a lot.
Bio:
Winnie was adopted by her uncle, Nick, and his husband, Max, when she was 13. She doesn't know her biological mother and her father died in a car accident. Besides that she lived a normal life, along with her three adopted and two foster siblings, in a good neighborhood. Due to living in such a diverse house, her sexuality doesn't obstruct her everyday life, it wasn't something that was a big deal in her house, but out in public she hid it more. Until she was outed by her ex-boyfriend, only cause he was hurt that she liked girls more. She embraced her coming out and moved on, but still is proud to be queer
The girl spends her free time working at her Uncle's bakery or at the Mechanics shop that used to belong to her father. On the weekend she's coaching young kids and teens at the boxing arena. She wants to go to University to study mechanical engineering and busbut ness management. She hopes to one day gain ownership of her father's shop.​

Winnie Matthews ​

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Being an asshole was Winnie's thing. But being a protector was more of her thing. So when she saw one of her foster siblings being picked on by some douchebag, she had to do something. Her hands made the continuous movement of cracking her knuckles as she walked up, staring down the bastard that thought he could mess with her family. Hey Fucktard, you might wanna leave him alone, or we're gonna have a bigger problem.


As the douche nozzle ignored her, she could feel herself getting a little irritated. She taps him on the shoulder and waits for him to turn around before throwing a punch with her right hand. Mess with my family again and you might as well be dead. She whispers into the bully's ear and gives him two taps and on his cheek before grabbing the hand of her sibling turning towards their house. You guys are lucky I'm not going far for college, cause y'all wouldn't survive. She smiles before wrapping her arm around her family. Now, let's get you cleaned up before Nick says something.

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[spookie]

wip // micah 'misery' monroe ; 17; the emo kid ; fc: andy black​

 

[Susurrus]

WIP - Birdie Ha Vu - 17 - Artist or Fashionista - Female - Fc: Gabrielle Rul - Pan