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"Just because all the world's a stage doesn't mean everyone gets the spotlight. We can't all be the protagonist in our lives."
For the Record
║ Name ║
Quincy Anise Dimandario
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
Quinn
║ Birthday & Age ║
May 13, 24
Chicago Born, New York Adopted
Chicago Born, New York Adopted
║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
Female || Biromantic Homosexual
║ Other Labels ║
Raised Catholic, had the obvious crisis of faith, still considers herself Catholic albeit a rarely attending one. There's a lot of Greek running through her but there's Italian to be found as well. Her politics are her own but she's not about to go to any rallies. Society sees a trainwreck on the horizon. They might be right.
║ Occupation ║
Copy Editor for an alt entertainment rag
║ Appearance ║
It's no big secret to anyone that Quinn leans in heavily to the whole androgynous angle in nearly every aspect from her hair to her attire and even to her voice which has that coarse edge to it, though that could easily be from the smoking habit. Baggy, boyish clothing make up the norm of her day-to-day outfits though she prefers to think of it as just simply clothing. There's no adherence to fashion trends or the like, she's no model and she doesn't care to follow the always changing trends, for Quinn putting on some graphic tee featuring some shitty band underneath a flannel jacket straight out of a grunge video is just as fashionable as whatever the people in Milan or wherever are cooking up. Quinn never lets her hair grow out, as that would serve only to ruin the image she has spend years building and maintaining, and in her circle and sphere of influence, image is crucial.
Quinn's skin is pale, spending a lot of time indoors tends to have that effect, and any makeup she uses is done not to enhance or draw attention to but to lighten and conceal. Her presence is noticed without having to resort to extravagant makeup displays or eye catching outfits. There's artwork on her body, centered on her arms, tattoos with little meaning beyond looking cool at the time or memories now better left forgotten, permanently attached to her skin as a reminder of mistakes and the idiocy of youth.
And yet, arguably the most noteworthy thing about Quinn's appearance is her height. She's not unusually short nor tall, though she stands at 6'2" and is considered tall compared to most of the other girls she associates with. Her build is rather slender but unmistakably feminine once you strip away the baggy clothing that serves to hide her curves and bust from prying eyes.
Quinn's skin is pale, spending a lot of time indoors tends to have that effect, and any makeup she uses is done not to enhance or draw attention to but to lighten and conceal. Her presence is noticed without having to resort to extravagant makeup displays or eye catching outfits. There's artwork on her body, centered on her arms, tattoos with little meaning beyond looking cool at the time or memories now better left forgotten, permanently attached to her skin as a reminder of mistakes and the idiocy of youth.
And yet, arguably the most noteworthy thing about Quinn's appearance is her height. She's not unusually short nor tall, though she stands at 6'2" and is considered tall compared to most of the other girls she associates with. Her build is rather slender but unmistakably feminine once you strip away the baggy clothing that serves to hide her curves and bust from prying eyes.
At First Glance
║ Personality ║
The Positive:
- Punctual
- Expressive
- Opinionated
The Negative:
- Addict, and not just to cigarettes
- Overworked, Overstressed, Self Inflicted
- Selfish
What You See:
Someone overly confident in their own skin from the way she walks about with that swagger and that look that says more than words ever could. A shark in an ocean of guppies who won't hesitate to strike when opportunity arises and when her voice needs to be heard. Surely enviable to the right sort, desirable from a different, the dictionary definition of one who has no time for other's opinions and has long since run out of anything resembling a fuck to give.
Someone overly confident in their own skin from the way she walks about with that swagger and that look that says more than words ever could. A shark in an ocean of guppies who won't hesitate to strike when opportunity arises and when her voice needs to be heard. Surely enviable to the right sort, desirable from a different, the dictionary definition of one who has no time for other's opinions and has long since run out of anything resembling a fuck to give.
What I Know:
An emotional wreck crippled by insecurities and a desire to produce something great while only being capable of putting out absolute tripe. Stuck in a spiral that only ever sinks further and further downwards. Unable to hold onto connections, lovers, friends, and a settling realization that her voice will never be heard in the entertainment world. Misery loves company and surrounding herself with people just as miserable as her is how she can boost herself up, make herself look better than she feels she truly is. And the only one who knows this is herself, because her slavish devotion to her own image has taken up so much of her identity that any admission that she's headed for a self destructive path would be akin to social suicide.
An emotional wreck crippled by insecurities and a desire to produce something great while only being capable of putting out absolute tripe. Stuck in a spiral that only ever sinks further and further downwards. Unable to hold onto connections, lovers, friends, and a settling realization that her voice will never be heard in the entertainment world. Misery loves company and surrounding herself with people just as miserable as her is how she can boost herself up, make herself look better than she feels she truly is. And the only one who knows this is herself, because her slavish devotion to her own image has taken up so much of her identity that any admission that she's headed for a self destructive path would be akin to social suicide.
"Life is full of misery, loneliness, and suffering - and it's all over much too soon." - Woody Allen
Off the Record
║ My Dreams ║
What does every student that attends a fancy art school dream of? Quinn wants to be heard, she wants to write an award winning SOMETHING, be it a Tony Award winning play, an Academy Award winning screenplay, hell even a Pulitzer winning article would do, so long as it meant someone was truly hearing what she had to say. But that's just the surface, the obvious. Quinn wants more than that, she wants to be accepted. She knows full well that her associates only associate with her because of the superficial reasons - and she's guilty of the same, but that's how it goes and she's aware that as soon as her work is out there that all it would take is one negative reaction for everything to all come crumbling down. Would it kill her to find someone she could truly confide in and trust? It might, but she knows she has to. She dreams of having support in her life. Stability.
║ Fears ║
- Putting her work out there
- Failure
- Being forgotten
- Waking up alone
- Rejection
║ Likes ║
- Sunshowers and rainstorms
- The smell of a bustling city
- Baseball games
- Live theater
- The first cigarette of the morning
- Cats
- The colorful people on the late night subway
║ Dislikes ║
- Thunderstorms
- Dogs
- Politics, and not just in the governmental sort of the word
- Reaching the end of the last pack of cigarettes
- Upper East Siders
- People ducking out the morning after, before that awkward breakfast and even more awkward explanation
║ Brief History ║
Quinn, birth name of Quincy because her father was so adamant that his child be named after his grandfather, was born in Chicago by way of the suburbs. People in the suburbs of a city always claim to be from the city to make them sound more refined or cultured than they truly are. Quinn was what people would call a 'tomboy' but Quinn simply saw as 'playing with friends'; her parents and immediate family were stuck in the mindset of their childhoods still. Quinn had a knack for worming her way out of trouble, be it by blaming accidents on one of her boy friends or faking tears to gain the sympathy card, it was at such a young age that Quinn realized people will believe what they want to believe. That people rarely see beyond the surface. It didn't matter if there was a broken vase and she was holding the bat, if she cried and said David Weber from next door made her do it, then David Weber from next door was getting a spanking while Quinn was getting an extra scoop of ice cream for dessert.
High school was an interesting time for Quinn. She had the great pleasure of attending a school known more for its appearances in local papers than its curriculum. Students had a tendency to square up and throw down over the slighest offense that it became a bit of a game between students. Sort of a 'guess the reasoning', and kids would've bet on it if gambling weren't so heavily frowned upon. But it wasn't the fights that made high school difficult for Quinn but rather the fact that even at that young age she was standing out for all the wrong reasons. Kids at that age didn't care to know Quinn, only knowing her as the weird girl with the camera or the weird girl with the grunge look. She thought herself an artist among a country of boors.
Being accepted at a prestigious art school was a shock to damn near her entire graduating class as well as her family, so much so that the local paper ran an article about it (which currently hangs in Quinn's apartment) simply because it was one of the rare times a student from that school did something positive.
After Quinn arrived in New York she spent much of her first year familiarizing herself with the city when she could, taking weekend trips to Central Park and the other sites from all the movies. In her first year she was put into the filmmaking course as that had been what got her foot in the door, but it was in her second year that she decided to suddenly switch her focus to the writing path, something that baffled her teachers as Quinn showed a true knack for capturing people at their most intimate of moments, which was a gift in the world of film and photography. She offered only one explanation as to why she changed focus and that was a simple "I want to say something."
Quinn has spent the rest of her time in New York, which she has adopted as her home, staying there even over summer breaks, searching for that voice of hers. But as she enters her third year, after having had to repeat the first due to her change in path, she's yet to find it. And that has her worried.
High school was an interesting time for Quinn. She had the great pleasure of attending a school known more for its appearances in local papers than its curriculum. Students had a tendency to square up and throw down over the slighest offense that it became a bit of a game between students. Sort of a 'guess the reasoning', and kids would've bet on it if gambling weren't so heavily frowned upon. But it wasn't the fights that made high school difficult for Quinn but rather the fact that even at that young age she was standing out for all the wrong reasons. Kids at that age didn't care to know Quinn, only knowing her as the weird girl with the camera or the weird girl with the grunge look. She thought herself an artist among a country of boors.
Being accepted at a prestigious art school was a shock to damn near her entire graduating class as well as her family, so much so that the local paper ran an article about it (which currently hangs in Quinn's apartment) simply because it was one of the rare times a student from that school did something positive.
After Quinn arrived in New York she spent much of her first year familiarizing herself with the city when she could, taking weekend trips to Central Park and the other sites from all the movies. In her first year she was put into the filmmaking course as that had been what got her foot in the door, but it was in her second year that she decided to suddenly switch her focus to the writing path, something that baffled her teachers as Quinn showed a true knack for capturing people at their most intimate of moments, which was a gift in the world of film and photography. She offered only one explanation as to why she changed focus and that was a simple "I want to say something."
Quinn has spent the rest of her time in New York, which she has adopted as her home, staying there even over summer breaks, searching for that voice of hers. But as she enters her third year, after having had to repeat the first due to her change in path, she's yet to find it. And that has her worried.
Academics
║ Area of Study ║
Playwright/Screenwriting
║ About My Audition ║
There was no portfolio of past work submitted with the application, instead what was submitted was a single file contained entirely on a USB drive. On it was a two hour film, a documentary really, consisting of footage shot by Quinn of the various fights that broke out on a regular basis both at her high school and within her neighborhood. She didn't shy away or edit around the footage, instead focusing on the brutality present in young people, cutting only when the adults arrived on scene to break things up. The footage was intercut with Quinn talking to the participants and only asking them the question of Why.
The Admissions Board saw the film as a rather shocking indictment of the 'inner city school system' in much the same way that Bowling for Columbine was an 'in depth look at gun violence' and not just 'exploitative and manipulative as all fuck', which is exactly what her footage was. It said nothing. It critiqued nothing. It was two hours of kids fighting each other over the pettiest of reasons, and yet some people in a different city, far removed from the realities of the world, applied meaning where there was none. Quinn sent it in as a joke, largely, but was shocked when she was accepted, the staff seeing potential for a great documentarian or filmmaker.
How wrong they were.
The Admissions Board saw the film as a rather shocking indictment of the 'inner city school system' in much the same way that Bowling for Columbine was an 'in depth look at gun violence' and not just 'exploitative and manipulative as all fuck', which is exactly what her footage was. It said nothing. It critiqued nothing. It was two hours of kids fighting each other over the pettiest of reasons, and yet some people in a different city, far removed from the realities of the world, applied meaning where there was none. Quinn sent it in as a joke, largely, but was shocked when she was accepted, the staff seeing potential for a great documentarian or filmmaker.
How wrong they were.
║ Year ║
Third
║ Living Arrangement ║
33 Park Point Drive, 3A
║ Extra information ║
Is still a part of the Film Club but hasn't attended a meeting since her first year. Switching majors does that to a person.
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Josephine Waters
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""I'm not afraid to be who I am and that's something you're going to have to learn to deal with,""
For the Record
║ Name ║
Josephine Ann Waters
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
Josie.
║ Birthday & Age ║
December 12, 20. Gothenburg, Sweden
║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
Female, hetreo-romantic asexual
║ Other Labels ║
Christian, she identifies as Baptist if she asked. She doesn't go out of her way to promote it but she doesn't attempt to hide it either.
║ Occupation ║
She's a waitress at a small local cafe.
║ Appearance ║
Standing at a short 5'2" José has a slim, although not quite tiny, waist. She has striking light hazel eyes that can occasionally come off as a light brown or a clear blue under the right lighting. She has choppy, straight, shoulder length hair dyed bright pink accompanied by purple highlights, sometimes accompanied by some black, depends on if she can be bother to do it when she dyes it. She keeps on top of dying her hair so it never shows it's natural chestnut brown colour. As far as makeup goes she usually wears a natural foundation, bright pink lipstick and a smokey eye look, however, she often experiments with different looks and styles. she describes her clothing style as 'modest yet crazy and out-there'
She has a small scar on her left eyelid from pinching and burning herself with an eyelash curler, it's not too obvious unless you're up close. It's often hidden under makeup anyway. She never used one of those "damned things" since. Despite that José has a small nose ring through her right nostril. As for tattoos she has a simple crucifix cross on the inside of her left wrist, this tattoo between the back of her right shoulder and right shoulder blade and the words "You are beautiful" on her right arm, leading up to her wrist
"Live right now, yeah, just be yourself.It doesn't matter if it's good enough for someone else."
- The Middle by Jimmy Eat World
At First Glance
║ Personality ║
The Positive:
• Caring and accepting of people of all sorts.
• Determined
• Can stand up for herself and others with ease.
The Negative:
• Stubborn
• Has trouble admitting when she's wrong
• Short-tempered
What You See:
Josie's attitude is as bold as her hair. She is feisty, hardworking and headstrong. She can be quite sarcastic at times. She has trouble staying completely still for much time at all even if she has to twirl a pen or such to keep her hands busy. She is very open to who she is and not afraid to be so. She often has a smile plastered on her face and is funloving. She may come across as quite girly as well.
What I Know:
People who know her not even very well but well enough knows that, despite a few girly interests such as make-up and clothing/fashion design, Josie isn't a very girly person. She often leans toward the company of guys over girls (although she does have close girl friends too). She's quite hands-on and has nothing wrong with getting her hands dirty, in fact she loves mud fights with her friends. She doesn't find it easy to trust people quickly but once you have her trust she's one of the most loyal friends you could have.
She's very aware of the cruelty of the world and is set on making a difference in the world, so far she's done so through small acts of kindness and charity work but wants to do something that makes a big difference. She's daydreamer and is often lost in her thoughts. She's very much a goofball and loves hugs. What she lacks in size she makes up for in enthusiasm.
"The truth is, no matter what your lifestyle or occupation, nothing can really stop you when you're allowing yourself to be exactly who you want to be." - Hayley Williams
Off the Record
║ My Dreams ║
Josie isn't 100% sure what her future holds for her or where she wants to push herself after she finishes at Mortimer and that scares her. She want to persue her fashion, that she knows, she wants her style to spark inspiration and bring out the uniqueness in amateur designers and people alike, however, she has no idea how she's going to do that whether through selling her clothing or using them for movies or another option, that's the part that scares her.
║ Fears ║
• Snakes
• Becoming someone she's not for the sake of others.
• Things changing for the worse for people she cares for
• being completely clueless
║ Likes ║
•Music, particularly of 'harder' genres or 'older' styles
•Rainforests
• Camping
• Warm chocolate chip cookies fresh from the oven
• Gusty days
• Puppies
• Horror movies
• Linkin Park
║ Dislikes ║
•Alcohol, she will have a glass of wine or 2 at a formal event but she doesn't like the taste of it
• People who can't look after themselves
• Very spicy foods, she fine with mildly spiced food though
• Wet socks
• Airheads
• Sleeping in
• Headlice, not out of disgust, just if you have them they are a pain to get rid of
║ Brief History ║
José was born to an American woman and her Swesish husband in Gothenburg, Sweden. Where her father worked in the metalwork industry while her mother was a stay-at-home mum. José has a sister 2 years older than her, Courtney, a twin sister, Rachael, a brother 3 years younger, Peter, than her and a sister 5 years younger than her, Alison. Nothing overly impressive came from José's life at this point. From a young age she was quite a tomboy and seemed to prefer the company of guys
When José was 11 her mother became ill. Her parent didn't tell their children what their mother had nor how severe it was at the time, they felt their children were too young then and chose it better to not bring it up. The family quickly moved to their parent's hometown in Connecticut, America for their mother's treatment. It took 3 years but, eventually, her mother regained to full health. It was years later José found out it was breast cancer her mother had.
As José got older she got into makeup while keeping quite a tomboy personality and found herself quite good at it. Her grade remained quite average so she decided to drop out at the end of grade 10 and do an apprenticeship in makeup and beauty. She excelled in her apprenticeship and completed it within 2 years. She was chatting with a client on one of her 'experience' days who mentioned the school.
It was a couple of months later thr young adult look to further her career and remembered the encounter and applied for the school for a fashion major
"I actually don't really like pink that much but, let's be honest, I rock it."
Academics
║ Area of Study ║
Fashion Design/Make-up
║ About My Audition ║
Her style is unique to say the least, impressive but unique, it stood out from the crowd of more 'mundane' and 'normal' clothing.
║ Year ║
3rd
║ Living Arrangement ║
33 Park Point Drive, Apartment 1A
║ Extra information ║
- She hate the name Josephine, she's not impress with it being hers but can't be bother to go through all the legal stuff to change it
- Josie is quick to start tackling the creative assignment of her course but does procrastinate when it comes to the theory, it's safe to say she isn't the best at the theory side of things but she gets on well enough to pass
Of course I’m the best! I’m the K I N G, baby!
║ N A M E ║
Richard Shannon King
║ N I C K N A M E S ║
King - "The name's Richard King, but most just call me King."
Shannon - The rare few who find out King's middle name often turn to it when they wish to inflict some kind of meager social wounds. He doesn't hate the name per say, it's just a bit embarrassing to respond to such a girly title.
Dick - Only his family calls him Dick. He doesn't take kindly to hearing the nickname from anyone else.
Shannon - The rare few who find out King's middle name often turn to it when they wish to inflict some kind of meager social wounds. He doesn't hate the name per say, it's just a bit embarrassing to respond to such a girly title.
Dick - Only his family calls him Dick. He doesn't take kindly to hearing the nickname from anyone else.
║ B I R T H D A Y ║
July 23, 1996 (20)
Dunsmuir, California
Dunsmuir, California
║ G E N D E R / S E X U A L I T Y ║
Male || Bisexual
║ O C C U P A T I O N ║
Student by day, jazz-playing, guitar-toting, open-mic hopping hooligan by night. King's parents (well, mother) send him a small allowance at the end of every month, but that doesn't stop him from going out nightly to play on street corners or in venues offering him a bit of loose change for a three song set. It's enough to keep his pockets and stomach full, plus, he gets to meet so many hot interesting people after he preforms.
║ A P P E A R A N C E ║
Pretty boys are always trouble. Always. Never trust their sly smirks and bright eyes and freckled skin. Ignore their tousled hair and slack stance and oh-so-stupid fashion sense. Pretty boys are always trouble. King is no exception to this rule. He holds an endearment for his own face because it is quite pretty. European influences blessed him with bright eyes, bright hair, and bright (thought easily burned, blemished, and bruised) skin. In reality, King has quite the baby face, with wide eyes and thin lips and just the cutest nose around, but he hides this fact with crucially grown stubble and a jaw gained from his father's side of the family. Days spent working out and a strictly vegetarian diet keeps him trim and healthy, especially in the face area.
King is tall, standing about 6'1" when straight backed and confident. He likes to think he's just the right height, being able to both tower over people as well as meet the eyes of those higher than him with a mere crook of the neck. There is a confidence that comes with loving the way you stand or sit, with loving what you can see while walking through crowds. King experiences that feel more often than not, though there are times where his back can bend in worry and his eyes can only meet the ground. Anxious times, when the world is so small that he can't bare to look above and passed it. And when he experiences these bouts of depression and self-hate, King's normally loud and musical voice is nothing more than a dull whimper.
Graphic tees, flannel, and ripped jeans are the norm for Richard King. He dresses comfortably, but often takes time to plan outfits and see which fit him the best. Narcissism runs through his veins like blood, and as such he takes care in his appearance, even for the most minimalist of occasions. Out on the town with friends? Ripped jeans, work boots, and his favorite flannels are strewn about until a decision is made (usually, three minutes before he is supposed to meet said friends). Formal party? Dude, King has suits for days. Rich kids wear rich things, after all. Fashion is a mere minuscule dot in the things King really focuses on, but when he over thinks and realizes just how hot he could be that day it's the whole world to him. Don't be alarmed if he takes more than half an hour in the bathroom, then. Because that's just how Richard King rolls.
Below all those layers, however, lies King's first secret. Bruises and scars, now old and almost forgotten, run up and down his back like a galaxy. Dead colors, muted purples and greens and blues, stand out against the pale skin. The remnants of abuse. King is said to only fuck around with people at least half-clothed, and all those old scars are the reason why. He hates them, despises them more than anything else in the world, and when he catches a glimpse of his bare back in the mirror he can't help but shiver with rage and distaste and fear. The only past influence he really shows off would be the hideous scar of his left bicep. It has since faded to a white line over the years, but he still gets a bit anxious when people notice and ask about it.
King is tall, standing about 6'1" when straight backed and confident. He likes to think he's just the right height, being able to both tower over people as well as meet the eyes of those higher than him with a mere crook of the neck. There is a confidence that comes with loving the way you stand or sit, with loving what you can see while walking through crowds. King experiences that feel more often than not, though there are times where his back can bend in worry and his eyes can only meet the ground. Anxious times, when the world is so small that he can't bare to look above and passed it. And when he experiences these bouts of depression and self-hate, King's normally loud and musical voice is nothing more than a dull whimper.
Graphic tees, flannel, and ripped jeans are the norm for Richard King. He dresses comfortably, but often takes time to plan outfits and see which fit him the best. Narcissism runs through his veins like blood, and as such he takes care in his appearance, even for the most minimalist of occasions. Out on the town with friends? Ripped jeans, work boots, and his favorite flannels are strewn about until a decision is made (usually, three minutes before he is supposed to meet said friends). Formal party? Dude, King has suits for days. Rich kids wear rich things, after all. Fashion is a mere minuscule dot in the things King really focuses on, but when he over thinks and realizes just how hot he could be that day it's the whole world to him. Don't be alarmed if he takes more than half an hour in the bathroom, then. Because that's just how Richard King rolls.
Below all those layers, however, lies King's first secret. Bruises and scars, now old and almost forgotten, run up and down his back like a galaxy. Dead colors, muted purples and greens and blues, stand out against the pale skin. The remnants of abuse. King is said to only fuck around with people at least half-clothed, and all those old scars are the reason why. He hates them, despises them more than anything else in the world, and when he catches a glimpse of his bare back in the mirror he can't help but shiver with rage and distaste and fear. The only past influence he really shows off would be the hideous scar of his left bicep. It has since faded to a white line over the years, but he still gets a bit anxious when people notice and ask about it.
║ P E R S O N A L I T Y ║
The Positive:
- Romantic - To say Richard King is a hopeless romantic is like saying the sky is blue. It's true as the day, though he isn't as frivolous as those dreamy protagonists. King's romantic efforts are similar to all those drunk frat boys in colleges beyond; vague flirting leading to number getting leading to one night stands. In terms of true romance, however, King considers himself well-versed and enjoys spoiling his dates with flowers, candy, and sweet, sweet words.
- Charitable - He's a douche bag with a heart of gold, what else is there to say? He often wanders the streets of NYC with an eye out for the homeless or needy, ready to offer a dime or a slightly-kind word to them if needed. Even to friends he is very caring and generous, offering housing or a bit of cash if they're in a tight jam. He can't really help this side of him, despite his best wishes to keep such 'weakness' hidden away.
- Cunning - King is not smart in the way other people are smart. In fact, he's kind of an idiot when dealing with his Gen Ed classes, having almost failed his senior year for poor grades in math and science. He is, however, a sly fox in social situations. He thinks on his feet, moving and wondering what his next move should be in perhaps a soccer game, or an improv session, or while chatting to a flirty bartender. He's reckless in a sense that he puts others before himself, but if given the chance to think a plan out he will gladly take the offer and then some.
The Negative:
- Blunt - "What? People just can't handle the truth!" King considers his loud mouth 'honesty' and his harsh words 'the truth', despite them sometimes being just plain cruel. He's quick to point out someone's bad attitude, hair, face, ect. if they start off on the wrong foot with him. Even his friends aren't safe from his venomous observations, though they are surely toned down to save hurt feelings.
- Truculent - King is quick to anger and even quicker to fight. All that stress from home and his new found college workload comes out in the heat of an argument. In the flinging fists and shouts of agony King sees his life, spread out, leading to failure or an early death, and that just increases his aggression to an impossible amount. Try and stay on his good side, for the sake of everyone, because when King gets mad he stays mad for a good long while.
- Apathetic - That teenage cynicism has yet to leave the college-bound Richard King. When not joking around with friends or jamming out in his room King can be found emotionless, lonesome, and utterly apathetic. He has trouble discerning the emotions of himself and others, and doesn't seem to realize his many unhealthy habits and woes.
What You See:
King is boisterous and asshole-ish. A true blue douche bag to those who don't really, really know him.He brushes new people off with a bat of the eyelash and isn't afraid to talk shit to their face if he doesn't like said person from the start. His flirtatious nature is far from infectious, bordering more on annoying and endless especially when he is drunk. And, oh boy, is he often drunk. He loves a good, awful beer and despite being underage he isn't afraid to let everyone know his enjoyment of drinking. The carnivorous-looking Richard King seems to hold all the confidence an asshole frat boy should, and the only good thing people may see about him at first glance would be his unadulterated love for all things musical.
King is boisterous and asshole-ish. A true blue douche bag to those who don't really, really know him.He brushes new people off with a bat of the eyelash and isn't afraid to talk shit to their face if he doesn't like said person from the start. His flirtatious nature is far from infectious, bordering more on annoying and endless especially when he is drunk. And, oh boy, is he often drunk. He loves a good, awful beer and despite being underage he isn't afraid to let everyone know his enjoyment of drinking. The carnivorous-looking Richard King seems to hold all the confidence an asshole frat boy should, and the only good thing people may see about him at first glance would be his unadulterated love for all things musical.
What I Know:
King is broken. He isn't... right, really. There's something off about him that many of his closer pals seem to notice. He keeps secrets hidden deep within his heart and hides the pain of them all with tiny smiles and glittering, cruel eyes. When around his closest friends he is truly cheery and honest, a generous soul with a harsh tongue and a hideously pessimistic look on the world. He tries to hide the emotions he considers weak, like kindness or sorrow, but really if you catch him in a quiet moment of vulnerability he is soft spoken and emotional.
The rage King feels doesn't seem to come on during stressful situations, instead it's like he's always prepared to scream or fight. His fists clench randomly, full of hidden vigor and venom, and his eyes often sport a dark look of disgust when he thinks no one is looking closely. This stowed rage is just a symptom of his home life, along with slight anxiety and on-off depression. He takes Prozac for all these issues and doesn't let a single soul know, because he is ashamed.
King is broken. He isn't... right, really. There's something off about him that many of his closer pals seem to notice. He keeps secrets hidden deep within his heart and hides the pain of them all with tiny smiles and glittering, cruel eyes. When around his closest friends he is truly cheery and honest, a generous soul with a harsh tongue and a hideously pessimistic look on the world. He tries to hide the emotions he considers weak, like kindness or sorrow, but really if you catch him in a quiet moment of vulnerability he is soft spoken and emotional.
The rage King feels doesn't seem to come on during stressful situations, instead it's like he's always prepared to scream or fight. His fists clench randomly, full of hidden vigor and venom, and his eyes often sport a dark look of disgust when he thinks no one is looking closely. This stowed rage is just a symptom of his home life, along with slight anxiety and on-off depression. He takes Prozac for all these issues and doesn't let a single soul know, because he is ashamed.
"Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting." - J.M. Barrie
║ D R E A M S ║
King dreams of making it big as a Jazz musician and songwriter. To hear his songs played to an adoring crowd, to live a happy life with someone else, and to ignore his past, these are all the things he wishes from the rest of his life and then some. King wants to play music forever and ever, no matter the money or fame. He just wants to do something he loves until he dies.
║ F E A R S ║
- Storms, thunder and lightning just send him into a fright for some reason. It's probably his dad's fault.
- Superstitions and urban legends, mostly due to all those chain mails he got as a kid.
- His father, the pig-headed, abusive, disastrous asshole haunts King to this day.
- Blood. More of a stressor really, but it still gets his heart pumping and lungs heaving. Again, it's probably his dad's fault.
║ L I K E S ║
- People, pretty or not. The fact that he isn't alone in the world is a calming thought to King.
- Nature. King has a secret journal where he stamps flowers and shit. It's pretty queer, but also very relaxing.
- Music. Any kind of music! All music! Jazz, blues, rock, hip hop, rap... King will listen to anything and love it unironically.
- Dogs, the bigger, stronger, friendlier, completely different version of the cat!
- Alcohol, especially bitter beers and rums. He loves the feeling of being drunk too.
- Rom-coms, secretly. Only a select few know of how he cries every time he watches The Notebook.
║ D I S L I K E S ║
- Storms, storm clouds, ect. He can't stand the east coast's rainy season especially.
- Being emotional in public, especially around people he likes/hates. There is no need to show off such weakness!
- Wishy-washy people. If they can't speak their minds then King has no time for them.
- Superstitions, black cats, walking under ladders, face-down pennies, ect.
- Talking about his home life, for good reason.
- Cold weather. It's both a pain to get through and also has the ability to damage instruments! How awful!
║ H I S T O R Y ║
Richard Shannon King was born in a quaint California town on a sunny, sunny day. His mother, Victoria King, though annoyed she had to give up precious work time to give birth, fell in love with her child the moment he opened his tiny mouth to cry, and stayed as close to him as possible throughout their time in the hospital. His father, Henry King, however, was well aware the child was not and would never be his. Because he wasn't the real father.
Because his wife cheated on him.
Tensions were high in the house as Richard grew into a spoiled young boy. His mother worked often, as mayors usually did, but whenever given a moment to breath she offered him toys and food and thoughts beyond his wildest dreams. Henry didn't take much time to admire the child. Though he was often the man in charge of the house he merely left Richard by himself, opting to instead work on his next novel that may or may not be scraped half way through development. Stress from the book led Henry to booze, and being alone with his bastard son let him shout profanities half way across the large, empty house to infect the poor child.
The first time Henry hit Richard was when he was in seventh grade, and he was caught sneaking alcohol to a friend's house on his bike. His father gave him a massive welt across his left thigh and left him sobbing in his room with only a meager feeling of guilt. Mother remained out of the loop of this abuse, that had suddenly began to continue on, because Henry threatened Richard every time he had a chance to. And Richard, fearful of his own life, and his sister Astrid's life, and his mother's life, stayed dead quiet. Focused on his music (played quietly, so his father had no reason to rush up and smack him about again), focused on his friends, ignored the pain. Ignored it, ignored it, ignored it for five whole years.
When his acceptance letter to The Mortimer School of the Arts came in, Richard was offered a way out and up. The music that so saved him from quiet nights locked away in is room could now lead him to a better, more fulfilling life. A life without his small town teen angst and his stubborn father. So, King ran far, far away from the the west coast. Because music was calling him into an unexplored world and King was ready to leave behind that small town in favor of freedom, smoggy air, and a life without Henry King.
Because his wife cheated on him.
Tensions were high in the house as Richard grew into a spoiled young boy. His mother worked often, as mayors usually did, but whenever given a moment to breath she offered him toys and food and thoughts beyond his wildest dreams. Henry didn't take much time to admire the child. Though he was often the man in charge of the house he merely left Richard by himself, opting to instead work on his next novel that may or may not be scraped half way through development. Stress from the book led Henry to booze, and being alone with his bastard son let him shout profanities half way across the large, empty house to infect the poor child.
The first time Henry hit Richard was when he was in seventh grade, and he was caught sneaking alcohol to a friend's house on his bike. His father gave him a massive welt across his left thigh and left him sobbing in his room with only a meager feeling of guilt. Mother remained out of the loop of this abuse, that had suddenly began to continue on, because Henry threatened Richard every time he had a chance to. And Richard, fearful of his own life, and his sister Astrid's life, and his mother's life, stayed dead quiet. Focused on his music (played quietly, so his father had no reason to rush up and smack him about again), focused on his friends, ignored the pain. Ignored it, ignored it, ignored it for five whole years.
When his acceptance letter to The Mortimer School of the Arts came in, Richard was offered a way out and up. The music that so saved him from quiet nights locked away in is room could now lead him to a better, more fulfilling life. A life without his small town teen angst and his stubborn father. So, King ran far, far away from the the west coast. Because music was calling him into an unexplored world and King was ready to leave behind that small town in favor of freedom, smoggy air, and a life without Henry King.
║ S T U D I E S║
Jazz (Major) / Songwriting (Minor)
║ A U D I T I O N ║
King walked into the room feeling quite dreamy from his pills and quite smiley despite the anxiety that plagued his heart. He settled down on the offered chair with his trusty ol' guitar, offered a wild smile, and then went into a trance as he picked through a set consisting of the songs Autumn Leaves, Cocaine Princess, and an original song he wrote called Small Town Rhythm. He left quickly and spent a good hour calming himself down in a bathroom stall.
║ Y E A R ║
First
║ H O M E ║
Upper East Side -- Apartment 2D
║ E X T R A I N F O ║
coGM
Viciousmarrow
Member
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Technical Division - Audio Production
"Some chicha sounds great right now... Chicha and a hamburger. But I dont want to go anywhere. And my back hurts."
For the Record
║ Name ║
Carmina Adora Baltazar
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
Caramel, Carmie
║ Birthday & Age ║
09/17, 18
Born in Cusco, Peru
Born in Cusco, Peru
║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
Female, Bi-curious
║ Other Labels ║
Peruvian/Incan, Bi-lingual, Left-leaning moderate. Says she's Catholic, but that's debatable. Color blind (Tritanopia).
║ Occupation ║
Part-time Customer Service rep. Works from home, usually late hours. She got this job from her eldest brother.
║ Appearance ║
Carmina stands at a short 4'10" / 147cm, just slightly below the average height in Peru, and weighs a light 91lbs / 41kgs. Her hair is dark brown and her eyes are the same color. She tries her best to accentuate her facial features with lots of make-up, and because she confuses blue with green and yellow with violet, she tends to stick with red or neutral toned, "classy" clothing.
"Puede ser que la vida me guíe hasta el sol."
Translation: "It may be that life leads me to the sun."
At First Glance
║ Personality ║
The Positive:
- Spunky
- Approachable
- Contemplative
- Whimsical
- Lively
The Negative:
- Annoying
- Desperate
- Indulgent
- Crass
- Sassy
What You See:
Carmina comes off as one of those girly girls that never shut up. It doesn't help that she talks so fast that you're bound to miss a word or two in her sentences. Despite this, she seems pretty nice although she complains a bit too much.
Carmina comes off as one of those girly girls that never shut up. It doesn't help that she talks so fast that you're bound to miss a word or two in her sentences. Despite this, she seems pretty nice although she complains a bit too much.
What I Know:
She's a driven woman who is trapped between what she expects of herself and what her family wants. For example, her parents thought she would have been engaged by now, which has led her to go to unnecessary lengths to attract men. However, Carmina simply wishes to be in control of her own destiny.
She's a driven woman who is trapped between what she expects of herself and what her family wants. For example, her parents thought she would have been engaged by now, which has led her to go to unnecessary lengths to attract men. However, Carmina simply wishes to be in control of her own destiny.
"It is pointless for a man to pray to the gods for that which he has the power to obtain by himself." - Epicurus
Off the Record
║ My Dreams ║
She wants to be on of the great producers, like Dr. Luke or Max Martin, who have dominated the musical landscape for some time.
║ Fears ║
- Rejection
- Bugs
- Swimming
║ Likes ║
- Food. All of it.
- Talking.
- Being in control.
- Partying.
- Guinea Pigs.
║ Dislikes ║
- Quiet, unassertive people
- Bigots
- The ocean or any large water body
- Cats
- Anime
║ Brief History ║
Until she was 7, Carmina, her parents, and 2 older brothers lived in the slums of Cusco, Peru. Everyday there was a constant source of struggle, but it wasn't necessarily bad, just quite unlike the luxurious life she found in the United States. After many years, her family had worked to save quite a bit of money to move to New York City, but it had cost them everything. To make up for this, her father took up the death defying job of cleaning the windows of skyscrapers while her mother became a nanny. In the mean time, her eldest brother went off to college while her middle brother and herself got through their basic education.
For 9 years, she enjoyed the New York lifestyle: the big city, the great food, even the subway rides. However, her parents decided it was time for them to pack up and move to Mebane, North Carolina, a small town where life was cheaper and easier. Her eldest brother had become the big wig of a medical call center in Raleigh, North Carolina, while her other brother became a mechanic in New York. While she had to leave her friends behind, she promised she would come back to New York one day.
Throughout her school experience, she was very big into all kinds of music although she never picked up an instrument. Rather, Carmina was interested in the process of recording music and the fundamentals of audio engineering. Her journey was one that consisted of pirated audio software, countless YouTube videos, and self study. In the mean time, her other studies were neglected and she ended up graduating from high school with a 2.1 GPA. With her selection of college options fairly limited, Carmina decided to apply to the Mortimer School of Arts. To the surprise of everyone, including herself, she was accepted and given an abundance of scholarships.
For 9 years, she enjoyed the New York lifestyle: the big city, the great food, even the subway rides. However, her parents decided it was time for them to pack up and move to Mebane, North Carolina, a small town where life was cheaper and easier. Her eldest brother had become the big wig of a medical call center in Raleigh, North Carolina, while her other brother became a mechanic in New York. While she had to leave her friends behind, she promised she would come back to New York one day.
Throughout her school experience, she was very big into all kinds of music although she never picked up an instrument. Rather, Carmina was interested in the process of recording music and the fundamentals of audio engineering. Her journey was one that consisted of pirated audio software, countless YouTube videos, and self study. In the mean time, her other studies were neglected and she ended up graduating from high school with a 2.1 GPA. With her selection of college options fairly limited, Carmina decided to apply to the Mortimer School of Arts. To the surprise of everyone, including herself, she was accepted and given an abundance of scholarships.
Academics
║ Area of Study ║
Audio Production, Minors in Songwritting
║ About My Audition ║
She was tasked with recording a live band and given a week to mix and master the audio. Through her personable directing skills, Carmina was able to get excellent raw tracks. The final product was of studio quality, more than what the school expected of her. Even though her GPA was quite low, Mortimer decided she had enough latent talent that she would be a great fit for their school.
║ Year ║
First Year
║ Living Arrangement ║
Callaway Hall, 4A
║ Extra information ║
She can play the charango, a stringed instrument native to Peru. Also, she struggles to maintain any semblance of a relationship because she has so many expectations of her significant others. Most leave her within a few days. Somehow, she remains a virgin.
Classpet A bird wearing pants
Member
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Olive Darcy
Technical Division ║ Film animation
"I'll get to it tomorrow,"
For the Record
║ Name ║
Olive Marquise Darcy
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
Olive or Vee
║ Birthday & Age ║
Dec/22,1996 ║ 19 ║ Born in France
║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
Feminine non-binary ║ Panromantic asexual
║ Other Labels ║
They/them pronouns are preferred but she/her is okay as well. Being raised by christian parents led to a general belief in that direction, though not one Olive would force on other people.
Coming from France makes them very much a foreigner.
Coming from France makes them very much a foreigner.
║ Occupation ║
Dairy queen currently, but thinking about quiting to focus on school. They neither hates the job nor likes it, they like the small income it produces.
║ Appearance ║
Short in stature Olive is only five feet tall. Nearly white hair cascades in loose curls to their mid back when it's down, though the curls are often kept up in a fancy braid or simply underneath a hat. Green eyes peer out from beneath straight cut bangs. Once in a while a grin will cross her face, growing until she looks away in embarrassment.
Marker notes often mingle with minimalist space tattoos across pale skin. Chances are you won't get a chance to notice any of this though due to their obsession with sweaters. They rarely wear anything other than a sweater and jeans.
Marker notes often mingle with minimalist space tattoos across pale skin. Chances are you won't get a chance to notice any of this though due to their obsession with sweaters. They rarely wear anything other than a sweater and jeans.
At First Glance
║ Personality ║
The Positive:
- Cheerful
- Optomistic
- Considerate
The Negative:
- Niave
- Self-conscious
- excessively apologetic
What You See:
A shy person with a tendency to go off on their own. Not a confident person for sure, but one with a talent. Not the kind of person you would see at parties or even outside of school. The kind of person who would seem bookish and dull. Always doing something, and never very approachable for it. The kind of person who if you said something mean or stupid would give you a sad, disapproving look but who isn't going to tell you to nock it off.
A shy person with a tendency to go off on their own. Not a confident person for sure, but one with a talent. Not the kind of person you would see at parties or even outside of school. The kind of person who would seem bookish and dull. Always doing something, and never very approachable for it. The kind of person who if you said something mean or stupid would give you a sad, disapproving look but who isn't going to tell you to nock it off.
What I Know:
Appearences are often misleading this is as much the case as any where else. While Olive does tend to day dream and isn't the most confident they are rather upbeat around friends. Novels and fanfiction inspire them and they love sharing the things they read and learn. They can be excitable around friends and is rarely ever judgmental.
Olive would never purposly hurt anyone, if they knew they did they would apologize. In a similar fasion they feel really bad when others insult each other, regardless of if it's in a playful manner or not. They simply care to much about how others act and what others think.
Appearences are often misleading this is as much the case as any where else. While Olive does tend to day dream and isn't the most confident they are rather upbeat around friends. Novels and fanfiction inspire them and they love sharing the things they read and learn. They can be excitable around friends and is rarely ever judgmental.
Olive would never purposly hurt anyone, if they knew they did they would apologize. In a similar fasion they feel really bad when others insult each other, regardless of if it's in a playful manner or not. They simply care to much about how others act and what others think.
"And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good." - Jhon Steinbeck
Off the Record
║ My Dreams ║
To have their life long cartoon be aired on TV for children to enjoy. They want to make a positive impact.
║ Fears ║
- Big dogs
- Loud sounds
- ghosts
- haunted houses
- The dentist
║ Likes ║
- cats
- birds
- Sketching
- cartoons
- tea
- gardening
║ Dislikes ║
- little dogs
- clowns
- coloring
- crayons
- painting
- arguments
- rude/crude/harmful jokes
- non-animated kids shows
║ Brief History ║
Being born and raised in France has it's perks. The romanticism and tourists are not one of them.
From a young age Oliver knew that she was different than the other girls in her nursery school. Not that she like playing in the dirt and holding frogs and spiders, plenty of other girls liked frogs and spiders and mud. She just didn't feel as though she was actually a girl. Questioning her parents at that time was fruitless, they where unconvinced to say the least and so the feeling was repressed and she moved on.
Primary school went by in a haze. Olive had friends yes, and she loved drawing and coloring. She had a hermit crab, or maybe more because when they would die her parents would replace them. She was the uncontested best 'drawer' at her lowly school of 300 and while that fact was comforting she still didn't see it. There was always a nagging feeling of unbelonging, though she couldn't point out its origins.
Junior high was no better than Primary school. She still had no words to describe her feeling, nor anyone to talk to it about. Her best friend from Primary school had gone to a different Junior high. She spent her years in middle school drafting an idea for a story, thereby unwittingly exploring her own emotions.
High school was much different. The summer after her last year of junior high her whole family moved; Mother, Father, even the Hermit crab Mr.Belvedere, everyone. Mother had gotten a wonderful offer to be a chair-person for the company she worked for, and so with an enormous raise and free transport she was persuaded to relocate to New York. Here the family had a penthouse and then settled for a smaller townhouse further away from the hustle and bustle of the city.
Finally situated Olive was free to do most of what she wanted just as before. She made several good friends within the art and theater departments of her school. Her new cliche helped her understand all the things in american she did not quite understand. They also helped her identify the nagging feeling she'd been having from a very young age. From about her sophomore year on she explored her gender and sexuality and by senior year had decided that they'them pronouns were much better than she/her and that they weren't by any means straight.
Olive never had a boyfriend or girlfriend in high school. Not that they minded, nobody ever caught their eye. They spent much of their time animating their decade old story, creating a beautiful production
From a young age Oliver knew that she was different than the other girls in her nursery school. Not that she like playing in the dirt and holding frogs and spiders, plenty of other girls liked frogs and spiders and mud. She just didn't feel as though she was actually a girl. Questioning her parents at that time was fruitless, they where unconvinced to say the least and so the feeling was repressed and she moved on.
Primary school went by in a haze. Olive had friends yes, and she loved drawing and coloring. She had a hermit crab, or maybe more because when they would die her parents would replace them. She was the uncontested best 'drawer' at her lowly school of 300 and while that fact was comforting she still didn't see it. There was always a nagging feeling of unbelonging, though she couldn't point out its origins.
Junior high was no better than Primary school. She still had no words to describe her feeling, nor anyone to talk to it about. Her best friend from Primary school had gone to a different Junior high. She spent her years in middle school drafting an idea for a story, thereby unwittingly exploring her own emotions.
High school was much different. The summer after her last year of junior high her whole family moved; Mother, Father, even the Hermit crab Mr.Belvedere, everyone. Mother had gotten a wonderful offer to be a chair-person for the company she worked for, and so with an enormous raise and free transport she was persuaded to relocate to New York. Here the family had a penthouse and then settled for a smaller townhouse further away from the hustle and bustle of the city.
Finally situated Olive was free to do most of what she wanted just as before. She made several good friends within the art and theater departments of her school. Her new cliche helped her understand all the things in american she did not quite understand. They also helped her identify the nagging feeling she'd been having from a very young age. From about her sophomore year on she explored her gender and sexuality and by senior year had decided that they'them pronouns were much better than she/her and that they weren't by any means straight.
Olive never had a boyfriend or girlfriend in high school. Not that they minded, nobody ever caught their eye. They spent much of their time animating their decade old story, creating a beautiful production
Academics
║ Area of Study ║
Film animation(major) ║ writing(minor)
║ About My Audition ║
Olive had always worked very hard on her personal project; a simple cartoon with loving characters and a good message. Before even moving to New York they had already made a story board for 3 20 episode seasons. In High school they made more than good grades. After a class in animation they decided to finally produce the pilot episode of their cartoon, needless to say it was a little rough but just what they had imagined it being. Each year after that they managed to make another few episodes resulting in 8 complete episodes, a pilot a the promise of more than 50 more episodes before even applying to Mortimer. Along with character designs and half an hour of side animation it was clear that Oliver was a very talented and capable person and a good fit for Mortimer.
║ Year ║
first year
║ Living Arrangement ║
Annabelle House: First Floor, Room 2
║ Extra information ║
Plans to join botany club but will probably have a low commitment to it. Works on story boarding and concept art for their cartoon in their free time.
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Alex Hill
Drama Division - Performance and Acting
"Life is boring without a little crazy."
For the Record
║ Name ║
Alexander Franklin Hill
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
Alex
║ Birthday & Age ║
September/9, 96
║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
Male, Straight
║ Other Labels ║
American, Irish-American, Christian, Republican, ISTP.
║ Occupation ║
Works part-time at a Gamestop in a local mall.
║ Appearance ║
Alex is 5'11". He has short dirty-blonde hair that is short and can be described as messy but kept. He almost always has stubble on his face. Bright blue eyes and a rugged face. He is fairly thick from muscle and being slightly barrel chested.
At First Glance
║ Personality ║
The Positive:
- Observant
- Loyal
- Caring
The Negative:
- Stubborn
- To sarcastic for own good
- Very hard on self
What You See:
Someone who doesn't care about others. Seems very cold and standoffish. Completely different when on stage. Anytime someone says anything bad about him he just takes it like a wimp. Very sarcastic and rude, but respects authority and works very hard.
Someone who doesn't care about others. Seems very cold and standoffish. Completely different when on stage. Anytime someone says anything bad about him he just takes it like a wimp. Very sarcastic and rude, but respects authority and works very hard.
What I Know:
Has difficulty trusting others, but if they gain it Alex will be extremely loyal and helpful to them. He does care about others he just doesn't know how to show emotion unless he is a character on the stage. Not necessarily cold and standoffish just likes to observe and mull over the thoughts in his head before speaking. When people say things about him he just takes it in and has probably already said it about himself to himself so someone else saying it just clarifies his thoughts. He feels fighting back won't solve anything. He doesn't want to be rude but he is just naturally sarcastic.
Has difficulty trusting others, but if they gain it Alex will be extremely loyal and helpful to them. He does care about others he just doesn't know how to show emotion unless he is a character on the stage. Not necessarily cold and standoffish just likes to observe and mull over the thoughts in his head before speaking. When people say things about him he just takes it in and has probably already said it about himself to himself so someone else saying it just clarifies his thoughts. He feels fighting back won't solve anything. He doesn't want to be rude but he is just naturally sarcastic.
"For me, insanity is super sanity. The normal is psychotic. Normal means lack of imagination, lack of creativity." - Jean Dubuffet
Off the Record
║ My Dreams ║
He just wants to be recognized as someone who can do something.
║ Fears ║
- Large Crowds (Unless on stage)
- Being Forgotten
║ Likes ║
- Acting
- Helping people
- Solitude
- Simply hanging with his friends
- Anime/Manga/Comic Books/Video Games
- Deep Conversations
║ Dislikes ║
- Rude People
- Racists
- Anyone who disrespects Military/Police/Fire Fighters/Paramedics
- Fake people
║ Brief History ║
Alex is the second oldest of his siblings. When he was younger he connected fairly well with others, but eventually someone really close to him betrayed him. Also almost all of the friend groups he has ever been in tend to have a large falling out leaving him to have to decide which side he would join. He never could choose so he always got left behind. He has gotten to the point of blaming himself for these happenings. He has never had a real relationship either. The only occurrence was in fifth grade he rode on the bus home and sat beside a girl. The whole year they got really close even to the point of having a secret 'boyfriend/girlfriend relationship'. Alex thought it was real but over the summer they lost contact and when they met up the next school year she acted like she had never known him.
Over the next couple of years he was constantly bullied yet never stood up for himself. Over this time period he closed himself off to many things primarily when it comes to how he feels. He rarely opens up to anyone now. It takes a long time and much kindness. He is fiercely loyal and will always stand by them but in reverse effect if they break his trust he will never be on their side again unless they go to great lengths to get his forgiveness. Only once starting high school did he start opening up, but what he opened up was really a colder side of him.
Over the next couple of years he was constantly bullied yet never stood up for himself. Over this time period he closed himself off to many things primarily when it comes to how he feels. He rarely opens up to anyone now. It takes a long time and much kindness. He is fiercely loyal and will always stand by them but in reverse effect if they break his trust he will never be on their side again unless they go to great lengths to get his forgiveness. Only once starting high school did he start opening up, but what he opened up was really a colder side of him.
Academics
║ Area of Study ║
Performance and Acting(Major)/Film(Minor)
║ About My Audition ║
The file Alex sent in for his audition was blank save for a link to a charity website and a video would start playing for those that clicked the link. In the beginning a man walked onto the stage and thanked the attendees for coming to the charity fundraiser for orphanages. The video then skipped towards the end of the event and the man walked back up and introduced Alex performing a play he had written and directed with a few of the kids. The play was a beautiful story of a little boy who found a place he could call his own. The acting of the children wasn't that good but Alex was amazing showing that he knew what he was doing and that with help from professionals his potential could be harnessed and he could become a star.
║ Year ║
First Year
║ Living Arrangement ║
Annabelle House Room 7
║ Extra information ║
Not sure what to put here.
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"It takes me a lot more time to get psyched up for acting or singing than it does for me to actually do something. It's a problem, I know.""
║ Name ║
Grayson James Stevens
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
Around people that he likes, Grayson will allow you to call him Gray.
║ Birthday & Age ║
February 25th, 1996. 20 years old.
Born in Austin, Texas.
║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
Transgender male. Pansexual.
║ Other Labels ║
-American/Caucasian nationality/ethnicity.
-His family is Catholic, but he currently does not affiliate with any religion.
-He is extremely liberal.
-He has Generalized Anxiety.
║ Occupation ║
Grayson is currently working at McDonald's, but does want to underdo a work study in the future.
║ Appearance ║
Grayson Stevens stands at five foot, six inches tall. According to him, his body shape is painfully average as he has gone on the record in saying, "I couldn't make a muscle even if I tried." His hazel eyes match his light-brown hair, which usually is slicked back or spiked up with hair gel. His ears are pretty small and his nose is larger than average, but overall, the rest of his facial features are quite plain. He usually attempts to keep his eyebrows quite trim.
His favorite flavor of fashion is sweatervests and dresspants; the sweatervests usually being in his favorite color, purple. However, he will occasionally wear t-shirts as well, but that's much rarer than his usual attire of sweatervests. Despite liking sweatervests so well, he will characteristically furrow his brow if someone forces him to wear a suit.
"I hear the sound of good, solid judgment whenever you talk. Yet there's the bold, brave sprint of the tiger that quickens your walk. Oh, I believe in you! I believe in you!"
║ Personality ║
The Positive:
-Grayson has an incredibly serious countenance when it comes to work and studies. He believes that there's nothing better than putting your 100% into something, and as such, can often be seen studying or practicing acting or singing. He believes if you want to do something right, you may just have to do it yourself.
-One of Grayson's biggest assets is his loyalty to others. While most people don't believe this due to his tense personality and relatively snarky demeanor, once you have Grayson on your side, you have him on your side for life. Loyalty is an absolute must with him, especially with co-workers, friendships, and relationships.
-Grayson has "lungs of steel" as he calls it, having a relatively strong and loud-carrying acting and singing voice. This helps with range issues, especially since his vocal chords are currently being affected by hormones. When in doubt, voice out.
The Negative:
-Grayson has incredibly bad anxiety. While Grayson isn't exactly shy, he often gets incredibly nervous and anxious when it comes to singing, acting, or his own body. While he has created a morning routine of singing Daniel Radcliffe's I Believe In You and several other anxiety lowering rituals for acting and singing, he has yet to find a way to lower his anxiety towards his body.
-Grayson has very low self-confidence. He doesn't believe himself to be particularly great at acting or singing, but due to it being his dream, he tries nevertheless. He often makes joking digs at himself and uses a lot of self-deprecating humor in everyday speech. He often tries to change the subject however if it's brought up.
-Grayson is very critical of both himself and others. For himself, he expects less than perfection from everything he does and often mentally beats himself up over it if he believes he did less than what he expected. As for others, he often believes that people shouldn't fool around when they should be working and often will come across as a major stick in the mud to them due to constantly believing that play should come after all the work you need to do is done. His snarky character traits definitely do not help this flaw.
What You See:
Grayson comes across as a very tense and studious sort from first glance, as well as visibly anxious. He often is seen studying, attempting to learn new music and new plays, and only very rarely can he be seen reading comic books in his spare time. When spoken to, Grayson definitely doesn't come across as shy, but a bit bumbling. His critical traits and sarcastic comments are seen as much crueler than he might have intended if you don't know him, which causes his more rude tendencies to bubble to the surface. On the positive side, he is seen as a hardworker at best, and as incredibly wound up into a knot mentally, emotionally, and socially at worst.
What I Know:
Grayson is actually much friendlier than his usual self suggests. He has a high belief in loyalty and even personally feels that he should both be loyal to others and have the same loyalty expressed to him. Around people he considers as friends, he's much less critical and much more encouraging to other people's dreams. His snark is much more realized as teasing when he's around friends as well. Inside his head, he still doesn't feel comfortable being seen as a man, due to his father and some other family members never seeing him as male at any point in time, which is where his massive anxiety and lack of self-confidence may spring from.
"But you can only lie about who you are for so long without going crazy." - Ellen Wittinger
║ My Dreams ║
Grayson's goal in life is to become an accomplished broadway star and to star in at least one well-renowned musical in the future. He wants to spread his love for broadway to future generations like his own inspirations did for him such as Lin-Manuel Miranda, Will Swenson, Daniel Radcliffe, Idina Menzel, and Patti LuPone.
║ Fears ║
-Airplanes in general. To the point that he gets nauseous even getting on an airplane, while he usually does not have motion sickness.
-Firearms.
-Reptiles in general.
-Humiliation.
║ Likes ║
-Broadway musicals (his personal favorites being Hamilton, Rent, Wicked, Putnam County Spelling Bee, and How to Succeed in Business Without Even Trying).
-Science fiction, especially Doctor Who and Star Wars.
-Comic books, specifically Marvel and DC.
-Hanging out where he feels the most comfortable, amidst people who make him feel comfortable.
-Astrology.
-Rock/pop/classical music.
║ Dislikes ║
-People who mess around when they should be doing something important.
-Tomatoes and onions.
-Loud noises/loud people.
-Texas, despite being from there.
-Talking about his family.
║ Brief History ║
Formerly known as Amelia Grace Stevens, the first child of an amateur comedian, Jacob Peter Stevens, and a social worker, Teresa Katie Stevens, Grayson knew from a young age that he never felt comfortable being known as a girl. His younger sister, the always chipper Dana Robin Stevens, and his mother knew this as well. In middle school, Grayson began to dress masculine, but it wasn't until he was sixteen that he officially came out to his family as transgender.
His mother and sister accepted him, while his father didn't, and never did. Many members of the Stevens' extended family also did not accept Grayson for who he was. This helped develop a set of self-loathing in an already anxious teenager. His relationship with his father and most of his relatives are strained, only really getting along with his mother and his sister. At age eighteen, he began to undergo official matters in a clinic, and at age nineteen, he began his hormones. He has yet to undergo sex reassignment surgery, however.
As long as Grayson could remember, he always had a love for broadway. At age ten, his family went to vacation in New York City, where Grayson saw his first musical: the then new Putnam County Spelling Bee. Immediately, Grayson fell in love in broadway, and come middle school and high school ended up joining choir, theater, anything that he thought could push him towards a future as a broadway star. Starring in school musicals such as in the chorus of Rent, the Tin Man in the Wizard of Oz, and Ryan Evans from High School Musical, his love for plays and musicals and plays grew more and more. His theater teacher was the one to recommend Mortimer to Grayson, as the two kept in touch after Grayson's graduation, believing that this would be Grayson's next step to leaving Texas and beginning his dream of becoming a member of broadway.
║ Area of Study ║
Drama Division - Performance and Acting (Concentration in Broadway)
║ About My Audition ║
The closest thing that Grayson had to a portfolio was his roles in plays, musicals, and choir in middle school and high school. He didn't believe that this would be enough, especially since an audition was necessary. The over-achieving part of him clocked into high gear and a plan for an audition was formed.
The preparation for the audition was arduous, but despite his constant nerves and waning energy that week, Grayson was willing to go to the extra mile for his audition. Getting his mother to be his camera woman, and using his younger sister to work alongside him in non-monologue acting scenes, Grayson spent two weeks coming up with an hour and a half long audition tape that almost caused the digital video camera his mother was recording on lose all of its battery-life during it.
No stops. Any mistake would have to be made as soon as possible, rather it be later in the song or sketch or the next song or sketch altogether. An hour and a half of singing ranging from mostly tenor to some alto; monologues; and small readings done alongside his sister. While the last couple of songs and sketches before the last began to show its worn on Grayson, he saved his best for last, using every energy left in his body and his vocal chords to belt out one last strong performance.
He lost his voice for a couple of days from this long endeavor. But in the end, the school saw the normally anxious boy for what he was: a determined actor and singer who would go the next mile in working his craft. He still had a long way to go and a lot of training both in his stage comfort and musically to become a truly great broadway actor, but at the very least, he had a lot of potential to grow and evolve with the right teaching and leadership.
║ Year ║
First year.
║ Living Arrangement ║
Caldwell House, Room 3E
║ Extra information ║
May be added to later on. For now, N/A.
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Jennifer Flint
Art & Design
"Every day, I get up, and I know that today is gonna be the best day of my life"
For the Record
║ Name ║
Jennifer Anne Flint
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
Jen, Jaffa (close friends only)
║ Birthday & Age ║
01/22/96, 20, Born in London
║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
Female, Pansexual Panromantic
║ Other Labels ║
British and Proud!
║ Occupation ║
Works part time in a local cafe as a waitress
║ Appearance ║
Jen has always tried to stand out a little in how she looked. She’s quite small, standing at 5’6, and is also quite skinny. She doesn’t feel subconscious about any of this, being completely comfortable with how she looks. Her eyes are a light blue, like a winter’s morning sky. Her skin is quite pale from being indoors in an art studio most of the time, but she doesn’t look unhealthy by any stretch of the imagination.
One thing Jen has always been proud of is her hair. She’s changed the style and colour several times over the years, before finally settling on her current style. Her hair is currently blue, but she has been known to change this on a whim, having gone with colours ranging from a fairly normal brown, to bright yellow.
One thing Jen has always been proud of is her hair. She’s changed the style and colour several times over the years, before finally settling on her current style. Her hair is currently blue, but she has been known to change this on a whim, having gone with colours ranging from a fairly normal brown, to bright yellow.
At First Glance
║ Personality ║
The Positive:
- Outgoing - Jen is pretty much the dictionary definition of outgoing. She is all about living in the moment, going out to parties nearly every night, getting up at 4 o’clock in the morning to look at the stars, missing lectures just to finish a good piece of art. She’s not ashamed of who she is, and never will be. She’s just happy to feel alive.
- Kind - Jen doesn’t have a mean bone in her body. She tries to be friends with everyone, and can find a good quality in anyone, even in people who most would call assholes. However, just because she is kind, doesn’t mean she’s above poking fun at people on occasion, especially her friends.
- Dependable - Despite being an all around party animal, Jen will always be there if you need her. She’s been known to run out on dates just because one of her friends needs a shoulder to cry on. She’s there if you need a hug, a compliment, or even just if you need a smile.
The Negative:
- Idealistic - As much as being able to see the good in the people is an admirable quality, Not being able to see the darker sides of people is equally bad. Jen’s giving nature makes it easy for her to be used, not knowing when someone is just ‘friends’ with her so that they can use her to their advantage.
- Over-Caring - Sometimes, Jen cares too much. She puts other ahead of herself to the point where it is detrimental to her. She’s missed out on chances at a relationship, job opportunities and some great experiences, just because she has to run off to help a friend. And she doesn’t know when to stop, and when to just look after herself for a while.
- Private - Even though she is always willing to listen to others, and more than happy to share herself physically, Jen rarely opens up emotionally. She does enjoying expressing what she feels in the moment, but she never talks about what she feels deep down. Her insecurities, her fears, her deepest desires.
What You See:
When you don’t know her, Jen may seem to be a kooky, crazy party girl. She’s always the one taking shots at the front, or making out with some random guy or girl in the middle of the room. She seems nice, always smiling at people, and always saying nice things. But still, she seems shrouded in a veil of eccentricity that only her closest friends seem to penetrate.
When you don’t know her, Jen may seem to be a kooky, crazy party girl. She’s always the one taking shots at the front, or making out with some random guy or girl in the middle of the room. She seems nice, always smiling at people, and always saying nice things. But still, she seems shrouded in a veil of eccentricity that only her closest friends seem to penetrate.
What I Know:
When you do know her, you know Jen to be a warm and refreshingly genuine human being. You know that she’ll be there to give you a ride home, or to bring you a cupcake when you’re feeling homesick. She is a little crazy, but in a good way, doing seemingly random things halfway through the day. But they seem to make her happy, and that’s all that really matters.
When you do know her, you know Jen to be a warm and refreshingly genuine human being. You know that she’ll be there to give you a ride home, or to bring you a cupcake when you’re feeling homesick. She is a little crazy, but in a good way, doing seemingly random things halfway through the day. But they seem to make her happy, and that’s all that really matters.
"Life is a preparation for the future; and the best preparation for the future is to live as if there were none" - Albert Einstein
Off the Record
║ My Dreams ║
Contentment. Simple and sweet. Jen wants to reach a point in her life where everything falls into place and everything is good. She doesn’t know when that day will come, or how it will come, but she knows for certain that one day, she’s going to be the happiest person alive.
║ Fears ║
- Loneliness - Above all else, Jen fears that she loses her friends. She’s scared that one day she’ll wake up, and she won’t see anyone. Or that nobody will talk to her, not even a word. In fact, Jen would rather be hated than to be alone.
- Restriction - Jen can’t bear the thought of not being able to do what she wants, when she wants. She sees it as one of the perks of being alive, is having free will. For this reason as well, Jen does not believe in the idea of fate or destiny.
║ Likes ║
- Raving - One of Jen's preferred physical activities, Jen is a master of the rave. Though not a very skilful form of dance, Jen can't help but love the pure physicality and emotion that flows through the crowd of dancing clubbers. She'll rave along to almost anything, from metal to dubstep, and enjoy every moment of it.
- Drawing and Painting - As her chosen course, Jen obviously must enjoy Art to some degree. And the pieces she paints for the college are fun to do. But there is something far more fulfilling with just doing a simple pencil drawing of a dog on the streets, or a painting of the night sky, with no restrictions to hold her back.
- Baking - Though she isn’t particularly good at it, Jen enjoys baking when she can. Muffins, cupcakes, shortbread. She’ll make whatever she can with what she has at the time. So don’t be surprised if the fire alarm occasionally goes off in the building, followed by a few loud curses.
║ Dislikes ║
- Silence - Jen has an intense dislike for silence. Even when she is doing something relatively calm, she has to have some noise in the background, even if it’s just the sound of birds or a car driving past. It’s why she always leaves the window open when she goes to sleep, so she can let the sounds of the city flow in.
- White - Jen disagrees with the colour white. It’s just so… plain. There is nothing to it. That’s why Jen never uses white in any of her paintings, and uses cream coloured paper to draw on. Even things that are traditionally white, she ends up painting in a slightly different way. Maybe a light blue, or a pea green, but never white.
║ Brief History ║
Jen was born and raised in London, going to primary and secondary school there. Her family is relatively well off, and is partly paying for her studies at Mortimers. Jen was never a perfect student, often getting reports home for skipping class or for ignoring the teacher. The only subject that Jen really seemed to excel at was art, receiving glowing comments at parent’s evenings. Still, Jen managed to leave school with decent enough grades. She decided to apply to Mortimers on a whim (as she was, and still is, prone to do). For some crazy reason, they decided to actually give her an interview. And the rest is history.
Jen started to get involved in the club scene near the end of high school, around the age of 16. She frequently entered them, either with fake ID or by sweet talking the bouncers. By the age of 18, she’d experienced all aspects of club life at least once, both the good and the bad. She had managed to keep herself safe, having learnt what was right and what was wrong, and still holds herself to the same standards in New York, even if those standards are different from other peoples.
Jen started to get involved in the club scene near the end of high school, around the age of 16. She frequently entered them, either with fake ID or by sweet talking the bouncers. By the age of 18, she’d experienced all aspects of club life at least once, both the good and the bad. She had managed to keep herself safe, having learnt what was right and what was wrong, and still holds herself to the same standards in New York, even if those standards are different from other peoples.
Academics
║ Area of Study ║
Double Major in Painting and Drawing
║ About My Audition ║
Jen walked into the interview room, as most do, got out her artwork, as most do, and sat down. The interviewers asked her the standard questions, ‘How long did this piece take you?’ ‘What equipment did you use?’. Jen answered all of these questions normally, seemingly like your average student. You know, the one who ‘just misses the mark’. Until someone asked ‘What is it supposed to represent?’. The question where the average student would say something about love, or mortality, or innocence. That’s when Jen started to laugh. And she told them:
How am I supposed to know what it represents? It’s a piece of art. Everybody sees it differently. I’m the one who painted it, and yet I have no idea what it represents to you, to my mum, or to anybody but me. Asking for an objective answer to what it represents is like asking for an objective answer to ‘What is your favourite colour?’. There’s 7 billion answers out there, and so many more to be found in the future. So what does it represent to you? Because that’s all that really matters.
She was accepted on the spot.
How am I supposed to know what it represents? It’s a piece of art. Everybody sees it differently. I’m the one who painted it, and yet I have no idea what it represents to you, to my mum, or to anybody but me. Asking for an objective answer to what it represents is like asking for an objective answer to ‘What is your favourite colour?’. There’s 7 billion answers out there, and so many more to be found in the future. So what does it represent to you? Because that’s all that really matters.
She was accepted on the spot.
║ Year ║
Second Year
║ Living Arrangement ║
50 Park Point Drive, Apartment 3C
║ Extra information ║
Jen has inherited her mother's liver. It's very hard tk get her drunk, though it is possible, and she rarely suffers from hangovers. Unless she drink whiskey (ironic as that is). God help us if she drinks whiskey.
Jen is very open and free spirited when it comes to sex. She's had several friends with benefits in the past, and doesn't really view the act as a big deal.
Don't play her at beer pong or poker. You'll lose your dignity and your money.
Jen is very open and free spirited when it comes to sex. She's had several friends with benefits in the past, and doesn't really view the act as a big deal.
Don't play her at beer pong or poker. You'll lose your dignity and your money.
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Selassie Hansen
Art & Design Division\\ Drawing & Painting // Ambitious artist
"When I have too much on my mind, I'll put it on paper."
For the Record
║ Name ║
Selassie Zerez Hansen
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
Lie or Salie
║ Birthday & Age ║
December 29th 1996 // 19 // Born in Denmark
║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
Female ║ Bisexual
║ Other Labels ║
Selassie is half Ethiopian and half Danish. Her mother, an Ethiopian and her father, a Danish man are both devout Christians, however she found it difficult to have the same faith in such a 'higher power' instead prefering to assign herself to Atheism.
║ Occupation ║
Currently a freelance street painter. She draws and paints portraits for foreigners and makes herself quite some bit to get her by. Hopes for her work to be discovered so she can be financially stable enough to paint for leisure, instead of for purchasing the bare necessities.
║ Appearance ║
Never judge a book by its cover, right? By looking at Selassie, you would automatically assume she was the artists muse instead of the mind behind the work. The canvas is her cover but when she isn't painting, her 'pretty' appearance leads her true skill to be questioned. After all, isn't everyone a little narcissistic? And those who have a reason to be even more so? Selassie inherited her mothers unruly curly locks, and she often trims it haphazardly herself so it doesnt get in her way when she's painting. Her fathers distinct features have led to her being thought to be the muse behind the painting instead of the artist, which she disinterestedly dismisses. She stands at a somewhat tall 5'7, with lengthy legs most usually wrapped up in vintage ripped jeans. She has a petite upturned nose paired with full lips, most usually upturned into a mischievous smile. She's slim, sometimes bordering on the skinny side, depending on if she's prioritised finishing her latest work before her sustenance. Her high cheekbones and almond shaped eyes usually make her unapproachable, until she smiles, then her face transforms into something much more welcoming.
Her style usually consists of (as previously mentioned), high waisted ripped jeans in an abundance of colours. This is usually paired with a oversized turtleneck which she can tuck her face into when she's feeling shy. In the summer, when the turtleneck must be discarded, she usually wears a loose string vest top paired with either a skirt or a pair of shorts. In one word, her style would be summed up with 'Simplistic' or 'Vintage'.
Her style usually consists of (as previously mentioned), high waisted ripped jeans in an abundance of colours. This is usually paired with a oversized turtleneck which she can tuck her face into when she's feeling shy. In the summer, when the turtleneck must be discarded, she usually wears a loose string vest top paired with either a skirt or a pair of shorts. In one word, her style would be summed up with 'Simplistic' or 'Vintage'.
At First Glance
║ Personality ║
The Positive:
- Fiercely Loyal: It takes a lot for Selassie to take you under her wing, but once she does, she will make it her job to protect you from anything she deems to be a bad influence. She refuses to let anything cloud her vision when it comes to a true friendship, whether it an attractive guy, or anything else she may desire.
- Trustworthy:Selassie is a living contradiction to "Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead." You can rest assured that your secret will be safe with her, as a result of herself falling victim to vicious high school rumours being circulated.
- Truthful:Despite her friendly and welcoming outlook on life, Lie won't mince her words if she truly means something. This can be appreciated by someone who's looking for the cold, hard truth instead of sugar-coated niceties.
The Negative:
- Arrogant:Constant compliments being thrown your way can push you from the boundaries of 'humble' towards slightly narcisstic. Admirers singing her praises hasn't fallen on deaf ears, and Lie has been able to use them as a way of boosting her self-esteem. Like everyone, she does have a selfish moments where she may believe herself to be more than she probably is. Hopefully someone will tell her the truth before she becomes the modern day Narcissus.
- Detached:If you're not one of her close friends, Selassie has the tendency to lose interest in conversations that do not end with a positive outcome for herself. Meaningless back and forth encounters most probably won't stick to her memory, so if you want to make an impression, is has to be big. This can be for either a good reason, or you could have landed yourself a reserved spot on her hit-list.
- Irritable:Disturbing her whilst she's sleeping, painting or has more than 60% of her attention elsewhere could have someone falling victim to her snappy words. She doesn't like being disrupted, especially with her artistic flow coming and going, she wants to make the most of it whilst she has the image she wants to create firmly in her mind.
What You See:
Her features and silence around strangers can have her coming across as self-absorbed and aloof most of the time. When she finds someone she truly cares for, whether it be a friendship or a romantic relationship, she can be seen to be forceful and commanding to the other.
Her features and silence around strangers can have her coming across as self-absorbed and aloof most of the time. When she finds someone she truly cares for, whether it be a friendship or a romantic relationship, she can be seen to be forceful and commanding to the other.
What I Know:
Her silence in certain situations shows that she is listening intently to whatever the other person has to say, getting used to their manerisms and quirks before she strikes up the conversation. Her dominance in relationships is just a side-effect of her protective and caring nature.
Her silence in certain situations shows that she is listening intently to whatever the other person has to say, getting used to their manerisms and quirks before she strikes up the conversation. Her dominance in relationships is just a side-effect of her protective and caring nature.
"The energy of the mind is the essence of life." - Aristotle.
Off the Record
║ My Dreams ║
Despite her street artist job getting her by, Sessalie hopes to one day sell out art viewings and have her work displayed for all to admire in art exhibitions. She imagines herself sneaking in between the masses of her fans in art centres in disguise, basking in the warm glow of their appreciation. Lie aims to one day find a companion to share her art with, someone who can become her muse without even knowing it. She will be able to close her eyes after a long day and paint them from memory. Starting a family isn't on the forefront of her mind and she first hopes to find someone she feels is worthy enough to spend the most important years of her life with her. Hopefully years in which her artistic fame will blossom.
║ Fears ║
- Bathmophobia: Selassie is afraid of steep slops and sharp declines, due to the fear of falling as a result of a lack of balance. This means that her hiking up cliffs and mountains will probably never occur. This is something she finds to be a hindrance as she hopes to one day climb a mountain and paint the altruistic view.
- Selassie is afraid of her dreams coming true, despite the great amount of faith she has in her ability. She's a true believer of everything happening for a reason, and she can't help but imagine many obstacles compiling themselves in her path towards world recognition.
║ Likes ║
- Berries
- Hazlenut hot chocolates
- Cuddling with someone under a warm blanket
- A glass of her favourite alcholic beverage after a long day of painting
║ Dislikes ║
- Being told what to do.
- Someone having a negative pre-conceived idea on what she is like.
- Spicy foods
- Being cold
- Sleeping in a bed alone
║ Brief History ║
Selassie was born in Denmark, the homeland of her father and lived there for the first few years of her life. When she was the age of four and unaware of the serious issues around her, her mother and father had nonchalantly sent her off to live with her aunt in America. They could no longer handle the responsibility of raising an inquisitive and artistic young girl, and instead went off to instill the Christian faith around Europe to those with troubled pasts. Life with her aunt was less controlled than what she had experienced with her parents. There was no longer the hour long trip on sundays to offer 'God' her prayers. Instead of rosary beads, her aunt would purchase her Rosemary oil brushes for her rapidly growing interest in painting.
Despite her aunts encouragement of the creative side to Lia, she was adamant on her graduating high school as a bare minimum. This led to Lia struggling through subjects such as mathematics and science and exceeding in her art classes, the only thing she looked forward to each week. She graduated from high school and with her aunts blessings, moved out from her home of her childhood and moved in to her own apartment. The rent was paid every week from the money gained from her street paintings of tourists unfamiliar with the currency and eager to fork out money for one of Selassies works. Thats when a procrastination session on her laptop had her stumbling upon the Mortimer School of Arts. Before she knew it, her nimble digits were flying across the keyboard, sending off her eager application.
Despite her aunts encouragement of the creative side to Lia, she was adamant on her graduating high school as a bare minimum. This led to Lia struggling through subjects such as mathematics and science and exceeding in her art classes, the only thing she looked forward to each week. She graduated from high school and with her aunts blessings, moved out from her home of her childhood and moved in to her own apartment. The rent was paid every week from the money gained from her street paintings of tourists unfamiliar with the currency and eager to fork out money for one of Selassies works. Thats when a procrastination session on her laptop had her stumbling upon the Mortimer School of Arts. Before she knew it, her nimble digits were flying across the keyboard, sending off her eager application.
Academics
║ Area of Study ║
Art & Design: Drawing and Painting
║ About My Audition ║
Selassie, being an unconventional girl in every sense of the word, didn't submit any of her previous works electronically to Mortimer. Instead, she turned up herself in person with a blank canvas propped up on an easel. She was approached by one of the individuals in charge of the selection and proposed her idea. She was met with shock and suprise and she was sure that something like this was unusual at such a prestigious school. She sat herself down onto the floor, cross-legged and painted the woman, taking her time on the shadows and angles of her face. By the time she was done, she had attracted a crowd - silently watching her work, entranced. By the time the last stroke of her paintbrush landed upon the now filled canvas, she had secured her scholarship.
║ Year ║
First year
║ Living Arrangement ║
Callaway Hall, 4A (Fourth floor, room A)
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Lindsay Johnson
Game Programming
"Get Pwned suckers!"
For the Record
║ Name ║
Lindsay Ray Johnson
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
Lemon
║ Birthday & Age ║
May 17. 19.
║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
Female, Straight
║ Other Labels ║
Gamer Chick, Geek, hipster, She has Panic Disorder.
║ Occupation ║
She's a YouTube commentator.
║ Appearance ║
She has blonde hair that is usually in a ponytail. Green eyes and she is 5'10". She has a very trim figure and has a tiny bit of muscle in her arms.
At First Glance
║ Personality ║
The Positive:
- Extreme Optimist
- Hyper Friendly
- Super Competitive
The Negative:
- Gets angered easily
- Slightly Gullible
- Loves to tease people
What You See:
Some geek gamer girl. She waste to much time in her room playing those games. She should be more like her brother. She does seem to be very passionate about things. It would do her good to talk to others she doesn't know.
Some geek gamer girl. She waste to much time in her room playing those games. She should be more like her brother. She does seem to be very passionate about things. It would do her good to talk to others she doesn't know.
What I Know:
Gaming has always been an escape for me. Whenever I feel sad, mad, or hurt I could just pick up a game and feel better. I'm kinda scared to leave my room in case I have another panic attack. It freaks me out. My brother is super out-going. I hang out with him and his friends mostly. When I have my cross-hairs on something I will get it done. I don't want to risk talking to new people because I don't want to have an attack and they think I'm just some loser who can't control her emotions.
Gaming has always been an escape for me. Whenever I feel sad, mad, or hurt I could just pick up a game and feel better. I'm kinda scared to leave my room in case I have another panic attack. It freaks me out. My brother is super out-going. I hang out with him and his friends mostly. When I have my cross-hairs on something I will get it done. I don't want to risk talking to new people because I don't want to have an attack and they think I'm just some loser who can't control her emotions.
"Some people say video games rot your brain, but I think they work different muscles that maybe you don't normally use." - Ezra Koenig
Off the Record
║ My Dreams ║
I want to show the world gaming is something good. Not just something that causes kids to act out. Because it doesn't. I will show the world gaming is not something to be scared of.
║ Fears ║
- Having a Panic Attack.
- Androphobia as in being touched by a male.
- Agraphobia
- Methyphobia
║ Likes ║
- Games
- Traveling
- People who take the time to understand
║ Dislikes ║
- Judgmental People
- The Unknown
- Being alone for to long
║ Brief History ║
She had a fairly normal early childhood. Her brother was a musical prodigy so she was often compared to him, but she actually liked being compared to him. Her parents were very poor and hoped that their children could pull themselves up to a higher level despite how poor they had been. Unfortunately the father had gotten fired for something that he didn't do and he started drinking. Heavily. He beat his wife and Lindsay's brother and would sexually abuse her and her mother. One night the father went to far and accidentally killed the mother. He was arrested and Lindsay and her brother were put into the custody of their grandparents. This is when Lindsay started having Panic Attacks. Due to her attacks her grandparents had her home schooled. She became a recluse and spent a large amount of her time playing video games because the stories and characters made her feel like she could do anything. Even beat her fears and attacks.
However, due to the public's view on gaming as a detriment to the youth, Lindsay's grandparent's became concerned. They almost took away all of her game equipment until she and her brother convinced them that gaming wasn't like what the public thought it was. All of this still made Lindsay upset that many misunderstood the thing that help her through some of her hard times. Her brother gave the brilliant, a rare occasion for him to be brilliant, advice that she do something to show them otherwise. So Lindsay, when she wasn't doing her schooling or recording for YouTube, took the time to study the different ways to make video games. She had a really difficult time at first with the coding, but the design aspect was amazing. Since she couldn't draw to well, she used what she could to make intricate looking scenes and oddly blocky characters which added to the appeal. Her games had excellent soundtracks because her brother did those for her.
Unfortunately, the first few games fell flat. She started to become discouraged in her endeavor until one of her subscribers commented that the story of one of her games had touched him on a deeper level. Starting with that one comment many of her fans expressed their love of her stories and characters. When saw these comments it encouraged her to stick with it. She sent one of her games into a competition being ran by a professional game developer. She didn't win, but the host of the competition gave tips and pointers to the top five games. She had been fourth place. She took the advice and implemented it into her games and started getting better.
Two years layer and her brother, whose name is Oliver, has been at The Mortimer School of Arts for a year for Classical music and Lindsay has come to the school a year after to get better at creating games. She still has the occasional panic attack but it is not as bad as it use to be. She is super excited to be a part of the school. She is still compared to Oliver at times, but she doesn't like it as much now. Mainly it is because they compare the two's mediums rather than their individual skill in the said areas. She wants everyone to see gaming the same way she sees it, but as long as they compare it to Ollie's music it is going to be an uphill battle for her.
However, due to the public's view on gaming as a detriment to the youth, Lindsay's grandparent's became concerned. They almost took away all of her game equipment until she and her brother convinced them that gaming wasn't like what the public thought it was. All of this still made Lindsay upset that many misunderstood the thing that help her through some of her hard times. Her brother gave the brilliant, a rare occasion for him to be brilliant, advice that she do something to show them otherwise. So Lindsay, when she wasn't doing her schooling or recording for YouTube, took the time to study the different ways to make video games. She had a really difficult time at first with the coding, but the design aspect was amazing. Since she couldn't draw to well, she used what she could to make intricate looking scenes and oddly blocky characters which added to the appeal. Her games had excellent soundtracks because her brother did those for her.
Unfortunately, the first few games fell flat. She started to become discouraged in her endeavor until one of her subscribers commented that the story of one of her games had touched him on a deeper level. Starting with that one comment many of her fans expressed their love of her stories and characters. When saw these comments it encouraged her to stick with it. She sent one of her games into a competition being ran by a professional game developer. She didn't win, but the host of the competition gave tips and pointers to the top five games. She had been fourth place. She took the advice and implemented it into her games and started getting better.
Two years layer and her brother, whose name is Oliver, has been at The Mortimer School of Arts for a year for Classical music and Lindsay has come to the school a year after to get better at creating games. She still has the occasional panic attack but it is not as bad as it use to be. She is super excited to be a part of the school. She is still compared to Oliver at times, but she doesn't like it as much now. Mainly it is because they compare the two's mediums rather than their individual skill in the said areas. She wants everyone to see gaming the same way she sees it, but as long as they compare it to Ollie's music it is going to be an uphill battle for her.
Academics
║ Area of Study ║
Game Programming and Game Design(Double Major)
║ About My Audition ║
She sent in a recording of her doing a live stream where she created twenty-five five minute games for a game jam. All games were pretty well done for what they were. Bugs were minimal and there weren't many issues with the coding. The graphics were alright and audio was done well.
When they had some people play through the games, the majority said that all the games had one big story, but some got different stories than the others. During her interview they addressed this. Lindsay told them that she didn't create the games with one story in mind. She created them so that depending which order they were played in one would get their own story.
When they had some people play through the games, the majority said that all the games had one big story, but some got different stories than the others. During her interview they addressed this. Lindsay told them that she didn't create the games with one story in mind. She created them so that depending which order they were played in one would get their own story.
║ Year ║
First Year.
║ Living Arrangement ║
Callaway Hall, 4A
║ Extra information ║
I'll do this when I think of something.
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"I would have been a singing or acting major if I didn't already know I would hate all the bitches and obtain the burden of being the unachievable standard."
║ Name ║
Alexandria Ellie Novak
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
Alex, Ellie, Elle, Eris, Novak
║ Birthday & Age ║
04.04.1998 (XVIII)
║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
Female || Heterosexual
║ Occupation ║
Part-time, small time model || Currently not taking any jobs
║ Appearance ║
Ironically, the first thing noticeable about Alex is how normal she looks. Okay, so maybe not like an average person, but compared to most art students she would definitely be considered normal. Considered incredibly pretty by most and society, it's unfortunate someone so dependent on compliments and attention was placed in an environment where no one sees anything special about her. Majority of the students aren't usually interested in Alex, at least physically, because they find her boring; she doesn't have crazy, colorful hair or a whacked out, "independent" fashion sense.
Maybe it's just how her genetics worked out or people are wrong for saying beauty is skin deep while ugly is bone deep, but from first look, Alex looks unfriendly and judgmental no matter what her expression is. Even when she smiles, it feels very deceitful or cruel. However, she was lucky enough to be born with many of the features deemed very desirable such as a fine nose that comes to small point and a small body. Despite that, she obtained thin lips rather than pumped up ones and fell a little short of the necessary height to qualify as an official supermodel. But she doesn't let her natural fortune make her lazy; whenever Alex is notified of or takes on an upcoming modelling job, she'll become anorexic until then, wanting to impress any potential big time recruiters that might be there rather than to look even better for the photos being taken.
Alex is rarely found without makeup on and usually furrows her defined brow or widens her green eyes in incredulity when interacting with others in judgment or sarcastic retort. She has long, wavy tendrils of light brown hair that frame her sharply featured face and fall around her small shoulders that contrast nicely with her pale complexion. As far as style goes, Alex is always in the loop of the latest trends happening in the fashion world and will immediately go out and buy the necessary items to "complete" her never satisfied closet. You'll have to teach if you can't do. As far as marks on her body, she rarely has any since modelling regards only perfect bodies. She doesn't have any tattoos that she's sure she would eventually regret (if not for the meaning or look then definitely when her skin starts to sag with age) and keeps it simple with two pierced lobes. However, she does have a certain affinity for jewelry.
Maybe it's just how her genetics worked out or people are wrong for saying beauty is skin deep while ugly is bone deep, but from first look, Alex looks unfriendly and judgmental no matter what her expression is. Even when she smiles, it feels very deceitful or cruel. However, she was lucky enough to be born with many of the features deemed very desirable such as a fine nose that comes to small point and a small body. Despite that, she obtained thin lips rather than pumped up ones and fell a little short of the necessary height to qualify as an official supermodel. But she doesn't let her natural fortune make her lazy; whenever Alex is notified of or takes on an upcoming modelling job, she'll become anorexic until then, wanting to impress any potential big time recruiters that might be there rather than to look even better for the photos being taken.
Alex is rarely found without makeup on and usually furrows her defined brow or widens her green eyes in incredulity when interacting with others in judgment or sarcastic retort. She has long, wavy tendrils of light brown hair that frame her sharply featured face and fall around her small shoulders that contrast nicely with her pale complexion. As far as style goes, Alex is always in the loop of the latest trends happening in the fashion world and will immediately go out and buy the necessary items to "complete" her never satisfied closet. You'll have to teach if you can't do. As far as marks on her body, she rarely has any since modelling regards only perfect bodies. She doesn't have any tattoos that she's sure she would eventually regret (if not for the meaning or look then definitely when her skin starts to sag with age) and keeps it simple with two pierced lobes. However, she does have a certain affinity for jewelry.
║ Personality ║
The Positive:
- Passionate - Despite not really know what she wants to do with her life or having a clear plan in front of her, Alex still has somewhat of a goal, and although it might not be constantly present in her mind, she recognizes that going to Mortimer is an essential part to achieving that purpose and strives to do her best for it every chance she gets. A very live-in-the-moment type of person, the brunette tries to make the most out of each instance to what she thinks is best, whether it be for her or for her beloved.
- Caring - Love is a difficult concept to open up to for Alex. She believes that's since she's the epitome of normal and isn't concerned with helping others first, that's the way majority of people are and therefore can't leave herself to become that vulnerable. Plus, she figures it's easier to not get attached when everyone always leaves whether it be voluntarily or not. However, when she does begin to make an intimate, emotional connection with somebody, her forefront of selfishness is pushed away for the other's regard and all she has left is compassion, sympathy, and thought for their well being. Although it's rare, this girl could love someone with everything she has, even if she's not good at showing it.
- Resourceful - Some people might consider this to be a negative attribute to which Alex would respond to with that they're idealists. Despite not being the deepest or putting much forethought in their life, Alex is still a realist who realizes that life isn't fair and a fighting struggle in whatever realm you're placed in. In order to survive, you must know how and to do so.
The Negative:
- Naive - It's not difficult for someone observant to conclude that Alex is easily impressionable. She'll believe anything as long as the salesperson exudes confidence in what they're saying since she's too focused and mesmerized by the perception than the actual content.
- Manipulative - Even though it's possible to be resourceful without the negative traits, when coupled with paranoia in the form of a selfish, immature girl, manipulation and whole ton of other messy attributes come out as well.
- Selfish - This one shouldn't come as much of a surprise to anyone who has gotten a glimpse of any other aspect of Alex's personality. It seems like so much of her bad stems from her hardly justified, irrational distrust for others.
What You See:
A grade A bitch; a cliche, prime example of a spoiled, rich brat. People's usual first impression of Alex is a diva who's shallow and stupid. And although she may rub many people the wrong way during first impressions, there's very few people who can deny that she's an attractive girl. As far as with "creative" artists, most of them brush her off as boring and just another product of society, demeaning her worth and figuring they're better than her because they're unique. Yet in the same breath they'll judge her for being weird. She's too upfront and uncaring of other's opinions and arrogant for her own good.
A grade A bitch; a cliche, prime example of a spoiled, rich brat. People's usual first impression of Alex is a diva who's shallow and stupid. And although she may rub many people the wrong way during first impressions, there's very few people who can deny that she's an attractive girl. As far as with "creative" artists, most of them brush her off as boring and just another product of society, demeaning her worth and figuring they're better than her because they're unique. Yet in the same breath they'll judge her for being weird. She's too upfront and uncaring of other's opinions and arrogant for her own good.
What I Know:
It's not that majority of the adjectives others use to Alex aren't accurate, they're just not encompassing the whole complex picture that is known as Alexandria Novak. While generally thought as negative characteristics, not many people give Alex a chance to get to know her and see her execute her traits in a positive way. They don't see that her spoiled nature can be turned into a passion because she hates losing or that her affinity for fashion has her own little taste in it that makes it hers. However, probably the hardest thing for people to try to tolerate or accept is her pushy nature which is just her unsophisticated, frustrated attempt to convey feelings that are too exhausting to dissect.
It's not that majority of the adjectives others use to Alex aren't accurate, they're just not encompassing the whole complex picture that is known as Alexandria Novak. While generally thought as negative characteristics, not many people give Alex a chance to get to know her and see her execute her traits in a positive way. They don't see that her spoiled nature can be turned into a passion because she hates losing or that her affinity for fashion has her own little taste in it that makes it hers. However, probably the hardest thing for people to try to tolerate or accept is her pushy nature which is just her unsophisticated, frustrated attempt to convey feelings that are too exhausting to dissect.
"It's sink or swim, my friend. And if you're good at swimming, you've gotta let the losers drown." - Gary Smith
║ My Dreams ║
To find someone who'll always stick through with her no matter how self-destructive or unlikable she's being during that time
║ Fears ║
- Being alone - Everyone has this fear and with Alex it's only amplified much worse with her indifferent facade and guarded personality
- Aging - Growing old means a loss in beauty and a loss in beauty means a loss of interest because Alex believes that's all she's worth
║ Likes ║
- Fashion
- Excitement
- Freedom
║ Dislikes ║
- People underestimating her
- Not being good enough
- People
║ Brief History ║
Alex came from a very routine household: only child, two working parents, casual enough friends. However, observation and a realistic perception of life made her realize that life and people are boring and terrible. Unfortunately the girl also has a yearning for the life of glamour and a strong, emotional connection to someone. So when left to her own devices, she would follow a bunch of models and celebrities and study the way they carried themselves, noticing that even if they just stood still and kept silent they were still telling everyone something about themselves with they way they looked. Falling in love with the clothes they wore and all the little things they did to make everything come together, Alex took the initiative to study fashion even though she thought it wouldn't be any more practical than for looking good. Being a big time model or actress never crossed her mind since her rational sense told her as much as she could dream and try for it, she wouldn't be able to get in.
It doesn't come as a surprise to anyone that Alex didn't do the best in school. She wasn't stupid that she couldn't understand what was being taught, it just didn't capture her interest. But that didn't mean she didn't worry about her future after high school. She knew that if she didn't go to some sort of official college, she'd be stuck doing a mundane job that she'd hate or living off her parents. Too independent for either of those options, she was struck with some luck when The Mortimer School of the Arts contacted her, advertising to apply to their school the next year after seeing that she had been credited for styling on a few of her smaller photo shoots. Working the rest of her high school career and trying to take up as many styling jobs she could get until it was time to apply, she built up her portfolio and finally had a clear goal in mind.
It doesn't come as a surprise to anyone that Alex didn't do the best in school. She wasn't stupid that she couldn't understand what was being taught, it just didn't capture her interest. But that didn't mean she didn't worry about her future after high school. She knew that if she didn't go to some sort of official college, she'd be stuck doing a mundane job that she'd hate or living off her parents. Too independent for either of those options, she was struck with some luck when The Mortimer School of the Arts contacted her, advertising to apply to their school the next year after seeing that she had been credited for styling on a few of her smaller photo shoots. Working the rest of her high school career and trying to take up as many styling jobs she could get until it was time to apply, she built up her portfolio and finally had a clear goal in mind.
"Photography's bullshit. Everyone knows it's the content that makes the picture."
║ Area of Study ║
Fashion Designer Major || Make Up Artist Minor
║ About My Audition ║
Since Mortimer had come across some of Alex's work, she had an advantage of being able to analyze and find out what exactly they liked about her work and start constructing her future pieces to submit in her portfolio. Unfortunately since her grades weren't the best and she was modelling, the board still had to bring her in for an interview to determine if she was really committed and could survive their atmosphere. Inspiration hitting her the night before, she came dressed in the perfect mix of traditional and creative business and impressed with a type of determinism and confidence the committee only thought artists in the stereotypical sense had.
║ Year ║
Second
║ Living Arrangement ║
46 Park Point Drive, Apartment 2D
║ Extra information ║
Alex is too independent to want to spend extra time with pretentious artists and be seen as an outcast any longer than she needs to, especially when she thinks there's nothing she can learn from them.
NIKOLAI MINAYEV
DRAMA DIVISION — PERFORMER
"my whole life is controversial. what can i do? i'm like britney spears!"
For the Record
║ Name ║
nikolai vasily minayev
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
niko, nikki
║ Birthday & Age ║
october 20; 24 years old
║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
this is about as complicated as it gets. nikolai is biologically a male, and is currently closeted transgender; to others, he is simply perceived as an androgynous male. he doesn't care who he's dating.
║ Other Labels ║
nikolai was born in tuzla, bosnia and herzegovnia, and is informally known as the token russian around mortimer.
║ Occupation ║
nikolai is an escort and does theatre work across the nation. he has no 'steady' job or set career.
║ Appearance ║
nikolai is, in all senses of the word, androgynous. people often confuse themselves when referring to him because his face is so feminine and pointed like a pixie's, but that is precisely what he is going for. undergoing a secret transition all on his own, he does his best to maintain youthful and glowing skin like a biological female might, and in fact succeeds in it. his jawline is not as squared and uniform as most other men because he desperately tries to keep it that way. his nose is elongated and pointed - a 'paris hilton nose,' as he might call it - and his lips are curved and puckered, like he's always preparing for a quick kiss. his eyes are grey-green and solemn, very contradictory to his actual personality, but made lively by his constant widening as if he is just naturally enthusiastic.
he is six feet and one inch tall, about 1.81 meters. he is a very thin individual, all bones and skin, weighing 145 pounds - just above the underweight line for his height. that fact only worsens his mysterious gender identity, because he has no masculine muscle to be seen or feminine curves to fawn over; in fact, nikolai's body is a stick of sorts, simply trailing straight down from piercing shoulders into long, runway model legs. he certainly lives up to the modelesque trope, considering how he only ever wears name-brand and designer clothes. it's rather shallow of him, truthfully.
he is six feet and one inch tall, about 1.81 meters. he is a very thin individual, all bones and skin, weighing 145 pounds - just above the underweight line for his height. that fact only worsens his mysterious gender identity, because he has no masculine muscle to be seen or feminine curves to fawn over; in fact, nikolai's body is a stick of sorts, simply trailing straight down from piercing shoulders into long, runway model legs. he certainly lives up to the modelesque trope, considering how he only ever wears name-brand and designer clothes. it's rather shallow of him, truthfully.
At First Glance
║ Personality ║
The Positive:
- nikolai considers himself to be an artist of personality, and a very modern kind at that. he grew up sustaining himseld by feeding on media and pop culture, exhilerated by the birth of mass technology. he has mastered some of the tropes of mime and burlesque to harness the imagination of the world, not just of his age, but of future ages. despite his father's authoritarian approach to parenting, he played with gender, sex, and what it means to be a young person in a way that was part parody and part deconstruction. he put on a mask to reveal himself. the reason people fall in love with him is because they see that not only is he masquerading as a sexpot and pushing the boundaries of what should be considered acceptable behavior as a society, but also that he is openingly displaying a vulnerability that transcends all that. he is desperate to be seen.
- despite his apparent humility, niko is not embarrassed of his body—everyone has something they're scared of showing or talking about, and his way of handling it is by... well, exposing himself to the whole world, in all aspects of the word. he will give away secrets, pose for the physical art division's paintings, wear the tightest clothing; nikolai is simply comforted in the idea of an entirely self-conscious humanity that doesn't care what he is doing because they have their own business.
- he is often made to represent something very unattainable and fantastic, so much so that his borderline vulnerability could seem aggressive. nikolai is a diffident actor (and -ress, truly and metaphorically) who is intimidated by his place in the world. he has made himself a confident caricature oozing sex and power. his personal goal is to personify both the secret hopes of men and the secret fears of women, to be entirely heteronormative. scary to women by representing a mythical, unreachable sexuality, and at the same time reminding them how vulnerable it can feel to be a woman. nikolai presents an expert sketch of gender (his own personal take on it).
The Negative:
- nikolai has problems with anxiety and self-esteem that is mistaken for narcissism. he often sits in front of the mirrors for hours, not because he is full of himself but because he is deathly afraid of not being the 'perfect' nikolai that people expect him to be. he is too often paralyzed with fear that he won't present a good external appearance despite his obvious blessings and constantly asks his sisters how he looks.
- though he does very well to ensure he is well-liked, nikolai experiences intense abandonment fears and inappropriate anger, even when faced with a realistic separation or when there are unavoidable changes in plans. in fact, niko fears solitude, and finds solace in constantly clinging to his sisters or forcing his mother to stay around when she visits. he seems shallow after all of this usage and abuse of other peoples' company, but in the end, niko experiences anxiety like any other. the only potentially "shallow" thing about him would probably be his sometimes needy or attention-seeking behavior: when he's gone too long without a compliment or niko-focused interaction, he will usually force himself upon you or take much worse, self-destructive action.
- nikolai has an unhealthy streak with impulsive behavior. since learning to drive, he has never learned to stop; he has made many lovers out of good friends and subsequently tarnished relationships; and, less seriously, has an issue with the philosophy of "all things in moderation"... nikolai may be smart and completely able to understand his morals, but that does not mean he takes the initiative to follow them.
What You See:
nikolai's external charade is, for all intents and purposes, more easily broken down into little anecdotes like this. he knows what he likes. he's crazy about diamonds. he aways seems to be making things happen, adding fuel to the fire of relationships he's not even involved in and assisting in helping plan events whenever he can. he's something of a heartbreaker, and entirely unsentimental. he is resourceful. he's used instant coffee as eyeshadow before. he's stylish and refuses to wear anything less than givenchy. niko knows never to stumble into bad lighting, metaphorical or otherwise. "certain shades of limelight wreck a girl's complexion." he's spontaneous.
not really planning his days or caring where they go, nikolai "lives in the moment." he has got sticky fingers. if the shopkeep is not looking, niko will likely swipe a pack of gum or a bit of pastry here or there. niko finds attractive qualities in everyone... even if it is usually the size of their bank balance. he's vague. on any given location input, he gives his address as "travelling." he's provocative. niko often gets his way by offering suggestive favours in return, despite the message he may be sending to onlookers. he appears to be fabulously naïve.
nikolai's external charade is, for all intents and purposes, more easily broken down into little anecdotes like this. he knows what he likes. he's crazy about diamonds. he aways seems to be making things happen, adding fuel to the fire of relationships he's not even involved in and assisting in helping plan events whenever he can. he's something of a heartbreaker, and entirely unsentimental. he is resourceful. he's used instant coffee as eyeshadow before. he's stylish and refuses to wear anything less than givenchy. niko knows never to stumble into bad lighting, metaphorical or otherwise. "certain shades of limelight wreck a girl's complexion." he's spontaneous.
not really planning his days or caring where they go, nikolai "lives in the moment." he has got sticky fingers. if the shopkeep is not looking, niko will likely swipe a pack of gum or a bit of pastry here or there. niko finds attractive qualities in everyone... even if it is usually the size of their bank balance. he's vague. on any given location input, he gives his address as "travelling." he's provocative. niko often gets his way by offering suggestive favours in return, despite the message he may be sending to onlookers. he appears to be fabulously naïve.
What I Know:
niko is a sight to behold in college - for someone so exuberant, he rarely gets drunk with others, avoids any drugs that are trafficked between students, and manages to duck into a private room whenever people he deems 'better than him' are around. let the record show that nikolai is not as withholding about his feelings. he is usually very quick-witted and sarcastic, but often seems to lapse into different personalities and pick up new characteristics. it is confusing how to deal with him, as he reacts and responds depending on his temperament that day/hour/minute, and that sometimes warrants some yelling at him... which, obviously, only frustrates nikolai further.
so nikolai is a difficult individual, but nobody sees that and scrutinizes it as much as he does. there may not be much reason to be, but minayev spends most of his time standing in front of the mirror and picking apart a rather shapeless body, a pixie face, whatever flaws aren't immediate to the naked eye. the criticism he places on himself has a large part to play in his interactions: nikolai despises most social events when people he is close to are going to be attending, and he is quite withdrawn from most of mortimer because he leads a sort of double life personality-wise.
niko is a sight to behold in college - for someone so exuberant, he rarely gets drunk with others, avoids any drugs that are trafficked between students, and manages to duck into a private room whenever people he deems 'better than him' are around. let the record show that nikolai is not as withholding about his feelings. he is usually very quick-witted and sarcastic, but often seems to lapse into different personalities and pick up new characteristics. it is confusing how to deal with him, as he reacts and responds depending on his temperament that day/hour/minute, and that sometimes warrants some yelling at him... which, obviously, only frustrates nikolai further.
so nikolai is a difficult individual, but nobody sees that and scrutinizes it as much as he does. there may not be much reason to be, but minayev spends most of his time standing in front of the mirror and picking apart a rather shapeless body, a pixie face, whatever flaws aren't immediate to the naked eye. the criticism he places on himself has a large part to play in his interactions: nikolai despises most social events when people he is close to are going to be attending, and he is quite withdrawn from most of mortimer because he leads a sort of double life personality-wise.
"we are all of us stars, and we deserve to twinkle." - marilyn monroe
Off the Record
║ My Dreams ║
nikolai truly believes he's going to be famous one day, a name that shows up in the start and end of films, a name spoken by designers and cited as inspiration, someone for teenagers to hang up as a poster in their rooms. he thinks he has the right attitude and a fine enough exterior to go far in the film and theatre industry. additionally, but on a lesser scale (as niko suppresses this pretty deeply), he hopes to come out to a welcoming world someday and be able to use a name and pronouns that are comfortable for him.
║ Fears ║
- being "seen," in the sense that nikolai is afraid of judgment for his secretly very impulsive and reckless character. he doesn't very much like being figured out or read like a book.
║ Likes ║
- candy. while nikolai may be a skinny little thing, he's also got a big sweet tooth that makes it difficult to maintain his figure.
- parties. nikolai is a socialite by all means, taking it upon himself to be the life of the party wherever he goes.
- adrenaline. niko throws himself into situations that spike a rush whenever possible.
║ Dislikes ║
- for someone who put themself in a position where constant criticism is aflow (acting), niko is very sensitive to judgment and never takes it well.
- he avoids deep conversations that dig into his character if he can. nikolai is not a very sentimental individual.
- niko despises capitalism and makes a point to go off on rants about 'the man' - which his friends usually don't take very well to, admittedly. it's at the point where it's almost annoying to listen to.
║ Brief History ║
nikolai was born in tuzla, bosnia and herzegovina and has seven older sisters. minayev's mother is a bosnian serb, and nikolai's father is a bosnian croat. the couple divorced shortly after his birth. during the bosnian war, nikolai and two of his sisters fled to serbia with their mother and grandmother, settling in a refugee camp near belgrade. after the refugee camp, the family settled in vojska village near svilajnac.
after the 1999 NATO bombing of yugoslavia, niko's mother felt unsafe and decided to initiate the process of emigration to america. in 2000, the family moved to detroit as political refugees when nikolai was eight years old. he did well there for such a young child, making his way through school as a supposedly 'academically brilliant' kid - although niko doesn't speak of it, nor does he allow anyone to look at his a-average record - but on the side making deals that kept him looking like a troublemaker. he was never explicitly a dealer, but more of a middle-man throughout his teens, using the charisma that so surrounded him to transport drugs and more shady devices throughout detroit and dirty cities. it helped that he was a good-looking teen, truthfully; being white and conventionally attractive made him more trustworthy to authorities.
after graduating as valedictorian, nikolai moved to new york by his lonesome and made money through being a playboy of sorts. he hopped into older mens' cars and was paraded like a showpony however long these individuals requested, and by the end of each night earned upwards of one hundred US dollars. this was how he paid his way through his top choice school: mortimer. his online application looked impressive enough, leaving out the details of his emigration and completely neglecting any stories about his shenanigans through high school, but he did receive an honourable mention from his high school drama teacher (thankfully). his grades, while not the most important aspect of the application, certainly helped make an impression. no one in his family expected it, but he was eventually one of the 2,000 who made it through to the end stages.
after the 1999 NATO bombing of yugoslavia, niko's mother felt unsafe and decided to initiate the process of emigration to america. in 2000, the family moved to detroit as political refugees when nikolai was eight years old. he did well there for such a young child, making his way through school as a supposedly 'academically brilliant' kid - although niko doesn't speak of it, nor does he allow anyone to look at his a-average record - but on the side making deals that kept him looking like a troublemaker. he was never explicitly a dealer, but more of a middle-man throughout his teens, using the charisma that so surrounded him to transport drugs and more shady devices throughout detroit and dirty cities. it helped that he was a good-looking teen, truthfully; being white and conventionally attractive made him more trustworthy to authorities.
after graduating as valedictorian, nikolai moved to new york by his lonesome and made money through being a playboy of sorts. he hopped into older mens' cars and was paraded like a showpony however long these individuals requested, and by the end of each night earned upwards of one hundred US dollars. this was how he paid his way through his top choice school: mortimer. his online application looked impressive enough, leaving out the details of his emigration and completely neglecting any stories about his shenanigans through high school, but he did receive an honourable mention from his high school drama teacher (thankfully). his grades, while not the most important aspect of the application, certainly helped make an impression. no one in his family expected it, but he was eventually one of the 2,000 who made it through to the end stages.
Academics
║ Area of Study ║
majoring in performance acting (film)
║ About My Audition ║
see history - good grades & valedictorian, a letter from his high school drama coach, and the ability to actually pay his way through school
║ Year ║
this is his fourth year
║ Living Arrangement ║
33 park point drive, apartment 3A (if it's all right)
║ Extra information ║
n/a
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