[hider=Secondary][hider=Hailey Green-Locke][center][hr][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/fRMUT2Q.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/6oxSw5T.png[/img] [hr][hr][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ofhpCUt.png[/img][/center] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] N I C K N A M E (S) [/u]| |[/b][/color] [list][*][color=slategray]Commonly referred to as a ‘Hailstorm’ by her peers.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Called[/color] [color=dad326][b]Hails[/b][/color] [color=slategray]by one person, her father.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Otherwise, call her Hailey.[/color] [/list] [/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/gZNt0cR.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/D3RqmcL.png[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/beb240b7529077273c74e4102541e10a/tumblr_oo1r338FlR1w5g8n3o4_400.gif[/img][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/a83f3d949ff77b8eb69783bba4cf1de1/tumblr_oo1r338FlR1w5g8n3o3_400.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] A G E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]18, 06/29[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] G E N D E R [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Female[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] S E X U A L I T Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Bisexual[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Single[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] O C C U P A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Absolutely not.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] C L A S S I F I C A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Senior[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] R O L E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]The Queen. The It Factor.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/vfmUmjs.png[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/68ed7c8b05e11a0dc44f9e767d78ec95/tumblr_inline_ovtkc8SRbe1qlt39u_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/7df74bf49643e20ae234f38937d704f2/tumblr_inline_ovtkcjNq2H1qlt39u_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/717ac51a919d4f839c159acd11f1efb9/tumblr_inline_ovtkd0NNrc1qlt39u_250.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Hailey takes after her mother more than her father, as far as appearances go. The same jet black hair, soft face, full lips, and general demeanor as Evelyn Green. She dresses more like her mother’s wife, Alyssa Green. Gucci, Prada, and anything designer. She maintains an air of perfection, even in her dress. She wears clothes that are not marred by stains or rips or often even creases. Hailey’s bottle of shampoo costs more than your rent; her hair and her body must be maintained to a certain level, and she takes makeup in the morning very seriously. Buried in the back of her closet, rarely worn (once or twice a month in public, and almost weekly in private), Hailey has a large collection of expensive streetwear, ranging from custom fitted Yeezy’s, to a one of a kind pair of Jordans. What? She likes to dress like her father sometimes.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/QxLx8NX.png[/img][/center] [hr][center][h3]W H O A M I ?[/h3][/center] [hr] [center][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/b84cc8d13f95eba0e1e2c7be8a2f09aa/tumblr_one5tfUnk91rd81odo1_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/27b7fc2d5fc65c6c92ff268d33f8cc9b/tumblr_one5tfUnk91rd81odo2_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/005ddf381d6be571f172a3146b50420d/tumblr_one5tfUnk91rd81odo3_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/de1969b1ad76f4dba2b810bc4e6e7e39/tumblr_one5tfUnk91rd81odo4_250.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=922b2b][b]I have no oddities. I’m perfect.[/b][/color] [*][color=dad326][b]Who, Hails? Well, I’m not supposed to tell, but she does wake up with nightmares and cry for her teddy still.[/b][/color] [*][color=708090][b]I am happy to report she is the only high school student with a Butler, much like her mother was. I’m so proud…[/b][/color] [*][color=0a3b19][b]She’s inherited the snapping her fingers and demanding her will be done quirk from her mother...[/b][/color] [*][color=925f7f][b]She is certainly a Daddy’s girl; and definitely her father’s daughter.[/b][/color] [*][color=922b2b][b]If you absolutely must know, I may have a drinking problem. And a smoking problem. But are things that bring such joy really a problem?[/b][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] D R E A M S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=922b2b][b]I aspire to be just like my parents. I want to be as successful and powerful as my mother, Alyssa. I want to be as cool and collected as my other mother, Evelyn. And I want to be as loving and empathetic as my father, Bartimaeus. That would be fine.[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]Movie night with her father — they do it once every two weeks, with absolutely no interruptions allowed. Typically, Hailey will rent the movies, though they’re normally Ty’s favorites — he tears up that she remembers.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Hip hop. It’s her lifeblood, at this point.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Strawberries! Nurture vs nature; nurture won. Alyssa Green has imparted her immense love of strawberries to her child.[/color] [*][color=slategray]People who listen to her — she reinforces good behavior with treats.[/color] [*][color=slategray]She enjoys that she often owns the best of everything, when compared to her peers. She flaunts this freely.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Her[/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/mIY1ftC.png][color=slategray]Butler[/color][/url] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] D I S L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]Chili flakes. They often add an unnecessary heat to meals. While she doesn’t hate them completely, she thinks people overuse them and it ‘contaminates’ (her words) otherwise delicious food.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Jazz music. Boring. Smooth jazz has no place in her life.[/color] [*][color=slategray]People daring to not bend to her every whim. How dare you?[/color] [*][color=slategray]When her father doesn’t respond to her text messages or calls in a timely manner. The most annoying thing in the universe. What could be more important than his favorite child?[/color] [*][color=slategray]The occasional tabloid article about her family, trashing her father and mothers’s relationship. No, it’s not a fairy tale, but like it or not, Evelyn Green and Bartimaeus Locke love each other, and their children. Stop being assholes.[/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] F E A R S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=922b2b][b]“I wouldn’t call it a fear so much as a dread. I dread the day my father dies. I’m very close to him, you understand?”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/MuM9qP6.png[/img][/center] [hr][center][h3]D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T[/h3][/center] [hr] [center][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/e918b43594769a89b288c3ca3d413596/tumblr_oodrz2KqzR1srh1mgo2_400.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/b918a131b2b56968265a6c86e61dcd70/tumblr_oodrz2KqzR1srh1mgo3_400.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/236d926fbb8f84bb0b9bfee97a5f16f8/tumblr_oodrz2KqzR1srh1mgo4_400.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/58d426db9851c7167bc3894d4a344473/tumblr_oodrz2KqzR1srh1mgo1_400.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] H I S T O R Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]The circumstances of Hailey’s birth are confusing. Of course it was anatomically impossible for Alyssa Green and her wife, Evelyn Green, to reproduce together. The normal solution for this is to have eggs inseminated by a trained professional after choosing a donor from a list of potential candidates. Alyssa Green would have none of this. She had very specific demands for the way her children would be conceived, and would accept no substitute. She explained the terms to Evelyn: she would have actual sex with an actual man chosen by Alyssa, and their children would be made with that method. While at first, Evelyn was particularly against Alyssa’s choice: Bartimaeus Locke, Alyssa’s half-brother, she eventually relented and agreed to give him a chance. After all, Alyssa made some strong points: if they didn’t do it this way, there would be no way for the children to truly have some of both women in them. Luckily, Ty and Evelyn hit it off and together they conceived three children, an eldest daughter, and a set of twins, one boy and one girl. Hailey is the eldest of the three. It was almost immediately after her birth that Evelyn and Alyssa both breathed a sigh of relief: Ty was a better father than either of them could have ever imagined. From day one, he has been in all of his children’s lives, but Hailey is the biggest Daddy’s girl of them all. With all three parents consistently in her life, Hailey wouldn’t suffer from the ‘rich kid syndrome’ both Eve and Alyssa had fallen prey to. Rather than being raised by a selection of Nannies and her bodyguard, James, Hailey was raised by a loving father, and two doting mothers — among other close family members that had a part in her upbringing. She was born and bred to be a Queen, just like her mother. And she’s embraced that since day one, with the only person who can get through to her without her being a brat and freaking out and throwing an actual, legitimate, temper tantrum being her father. Even to this day, when she gets in a bit of a mood, Evelyn and Alyssa just throw up their hands and call Ty. At the age of seven, she realized that her last name wasn’t her fathers, and took [i]immediate[/i] offense to this. She demanded it be remedied, and Evelyn spoke with Alyssa about it. Two days later, Hailey was bouncing around the room with excitement to tell her father something! She jumped in his lap and handed him an envelope and he opened it, staring at the piece of paper for a while, before realizing what it meant. Hailey had added his last name to hers, hyphenating it to the Green name. There’s a video of it happened, recorded by Evelyn’s younger sister. It shows Hailey explaining with unfiltered, pure joy that they went in front of a judge and had it changed! Ty can be seen looking at Eve and blubbering with teary eyes,[/color] [color=dad326][b]“R-really?”[/b][/color] [color=slategray]Eve says yes, and Ty cries, hugging Hailey tighter than ever before. He often claims it to be one of the best days of his life. Alyssa chose not to subject Hailey to private tutors and homeschooling, insisting she go to public school from day one. Alyssa had dealt with homeschooling, and was aware with the issues that came along with it. While public school was no walk in the park, she felt it much better for Hailey to attend it. After all, nearly all of Hailey’s cousins were preparing to go to the same school Alyssa herself had graduated from. Hailey was the Queen from middle school on, where she befriended the girls with the most potential; her Queen status wasn’t quite as apparent until she got in high school. By halfway through freshman year, she was widely seen as the true Queen Bee, and she has ruled with an iron fist. Since, she has been considered a Hailstorm of bad news, and people tend to stay out of her way, or desperately try to befriend her to secure their place in the pantheon at Beverly Hills high. This… is easier said than done.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]A C A D E M I C S[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]None. She has a very full social calendar.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Technically not extracurricular, but she is the student body president.[/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray][b]| B E S T |[/b] She excels in History, but maintains a perfect 4.0 GPA. [b]| W O R S T |[/b] This is not to say she is without struggles. She has trouble in Science, but hard work and determination keeps it tight.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=922b2b][b]| |[u] E X T R A N O T E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Camila Mendes[/color] [color=922b2b][b]922b2b[/b][/color][hr] [center][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/5f4c533186420da0aa9bafe70dc3e91c/tumblr_inline_ovtjztsZEp1qlt39u_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/294aaab115c2df93141ba7eccc04440d/tumblr_inline_ovtjzjQlCg1qlt39u_250.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/0L2hQAU.png[/img][/center] [/indent][/indent][/hider] [hider=A Double][center][hr][hr] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/4c4c1889ccbd3bf0d25385fcc2bfa756/tumblr_inline_obig91SijV1urfigq_250.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/15c9bbf1928b548a2074987d79de341a/tumblr_inline_obigakYzx41urfigq_250.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/d77ea7f985622e6c4ce9ad4e9835d03d/tumblr_inline_obigb1C2Db1urfigq_250.gif[/img] [sub][color=17aa99]Alan “Don’t call me Alan” Alexander “Don’t call me Alexander” “Don’t call me Alan Alexander” “A Double” “Double A” Bishop[/color][/sub] [hr][hr][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/fnUP92L.png[/img][/center] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] N I C K N A M E (S) [/u]| |[/b][/color] [list][*]A Double [*]Double A [*]Bishop [*]Please don’t call him by either first name. Please, like with a cherry on top. [/list] [/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/2j7MHEK.png[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/d37a28df1aeb592c8411aa5bd56f4c1b/tumblr_inline_o2o7s5tNHE1siny51_250.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/ed7c454693bf1c68ed7a2067b74c9261/tumblr_inline_o2o7unGIQv1siny51_250.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/14603c4d60873841458056f04d35653e/tumblr_inline_o2o7u5WSZz1siny51_250.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] A G E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]17, 06/23[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] G E N D E R [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Male[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] S E X U A L I T Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Pansexual[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Single 4eva.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] O C C U P A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Unemployed[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] C L A S S I F I C A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Junior[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] R O L E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Burner #1. King.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/gJWCMWV.png[/img][/center] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Honestly? He looks kinda… dorky. It’s underwhelming! You expect so much, because you go to a school surrounded by hotties, and his parents aren’t so bad to look at, so what’s the deal?! The deal is, A Double looks pretty similar to his father when he was younger. Long, wild hair, lanky, tall. It doesn’t help that he dresses himself like a fucking goober. A personal choice, but arguable the poorest one he could have possibly made. It’s too late to back down now, he has a style and he’s sticking to it.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/b1b5309a50ec1e17cc683d1b6428cdb5/tumblr_inline_o42515jPL51u0tvtz_400.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/1c6eb5c7f6ca34036e53ef3462a94df0/tumblr_inline_o42515fpzm1u0tvtz_400.gif[/img][/center] [hr][center][h3]W H O A M I ?[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]Carries a container of salted peanuts in his jacket at all times. At least 12 oz., different flavors. He’s recently become a big fan of salted caramel.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Very, very commonly can be found rolling around on the ground with his dog.[/color] [*][color=slategray]He enjoys Lego. In the big house, there’s a huge room devoted to it, and he often builds massive cityscapes as models. He owns almost every set available, and is always looking for new ones or retro ones! Lego is such a fantastic company. He also loves Lego Land…[/color] [*][color=slategray]Is a HUGE fan of Michael Jackson. He moonwalks around the house and has memorized most of the dances to some of his more famous numbers. There’s a poster of MJ in his room. He’s seriously into it. If he could have anything in the world, it’d be to go back in time and see a Michael Jackson concert. As it stands, his best option is to attend virtual concerts. It works, for now.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Has a nerf, airsoft, and water gun arsenal. He keeps them all in one of the warehouses on his property, which has been modified into a airsoft course.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Was held back in the sixth grade.[/color] [*][color=slategray]He has a massive sweet tooth. It’s a weakness; which has led to him caring for his teeth quite a bit. His teeth are a shiny pearly white![/color] [*][color=slategray]By the way, his front two teeth are fake. Sports related injury. Whoops.[/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] D R E A M S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=17aa99][b]“So in this dream, I can be anything I want, right? [i]Right?[/i] Then I choose an ice cream truck driver. Think of all the ice cream…”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]Ice cream. Let’s start with the most important one. Ice cream for breakfast, ice cream for dinner, ice cream for lunch, ice cream for dessert. A different flavor everytime. Homemade ice cream, store bought ice cream, soft serve ice cream, gelato… Oof.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Chocolate milk. He’s a big fan of chocolate milk, he gets it from his father. He’s kind of a fiend… he even puts it in his cereal.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Rolos. He loves those too! Chocolate and caramel mixed in one. Brilliant! In his opinion, his greatest idea ever was blending Rolos into his ice cream.[/color] [*][color=slategray]His dog, a Staffordshire Bull Terrier named Sir Maxwell Wolfington the Fifteenth, Esquire, Esteemed Lord of Dreamland and Champion of the Small Ones. Also known as Max. But his papers say Sir Maxwell Wolfington the Fifteenth, Esquire, Esteemed Lord of Dreamland and Champion of the Small Ones. So does his collar.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Children’s shows, movies, books, and music. A Double isn’t exactly… very smart. He consumes that media much more easily.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Comic books. These are easy for him to consume, often very fun to flip through and look at.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Brushing his teeth. After every meal. He never feels cleaner![/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] D I S L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]Literature. Not [i]books[/i], literature. Things like A Brave New World, 1984, The Great Gatsby, Beowulf… that kind of garbage. It’s too much for him, okay? He can’t comprehend it and can barely get through it. Animal Farm is about his max.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Academics. He’s really bad at everything, like really bad. Like, every class is hard. It’s not fair. He doesn’t click well in school! He’s not bad at hands on things, but there’s some kind of imbalance in his head that makes learning bookwork… so much harder.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Flossing. Dislike doesn’t mean he doesn’t do it, he just hates the feeling.[/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] F E A R S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=17aa99][b]“Dude. Tests and homework. I DREAD seeing another F. School is hard and I’m actually legitimately and truly stupid, it sucks…”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/69eCddZ.png[/img][/center] [hr][center][h3]D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T[/h3][/center] [hr] [center][img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/8f68e97e77a9af42599054d544e4311c/tumblr_inline_o1zkhivlb61siny51_250.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/46136f73e730e223765bb0db869cb192/tumblr_inline_o1zkhorJtr1siny51_250.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/2b6192d76733c91b16c3cdd578614fe6/tumblr_inline_o1zkhtbuy51siny51_250.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] H I S T O R Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Alan Alexander lives the life, okay? He was born to Christopher Robin and Lorelei Bishop. His father was one of the founding members of Justin Credible, the stunt group that Alan grew up around. It was different than idolizing them; and he [i]did[/i] idolize them, but he grew up [i]with[/i] them. It’s different growing up with your heroes, rather than growing up watching them like all the other kids who do what he does did. From an early age, Alan learned to snowboard, skateboard, ride motorcycles, hang-glide… by age eleven, he was able to pilot an ultralight glider on his own. Nowadays there’s almost nothing he won’t do, and he attempts more than a few daring dos. He learned all of this during the Justin Credible world tours. His nights were spent in the bus with his mother, learning [i]school[/i] stuff, but his days… His days were the stuff of dreams and legends. He watched his father go NUTS during the show, doing stuff that people didn’t even consider possible. Christopher Robin is all over the world record books for snowboarding, and Justin Credible as a whole damn near deserves their own book. After the show ended? Before they took the equipment down, Alan got to use it himself. He was a child, sure, but he was Christopher Robin’s child, so he was brave. [i]Too brave[/i]. Broken bones were a common state for him, but it was all part of learning. There are videos of him flying through the air. Sometimes he overshoots the ramp, sometimes he makes it, sometimes he undershoots it. It varies. While his mother was sometimes questionable about the decision to let A Double (a name given to him by the crew, and something he has since latched onto) use the equipment, his father is incredibly proud. Christopher Robin’s cell phone background has been his son (aged about 12) holding up the horns with both hands with his mouth open and his tongue, covered in blood. He’d bashed his face on the ramp and pushed his two upper teeth in, yes, in. As in, up into his gums. They’ve since been fixed and replaced with a fake set. While the Justin Credible team is officially retired from touring, and have been for a while now, Alan’s major goal in life is to push them to tour again! Hell, he’d tour on his own if he had the clout and the popularity, which he doesn’t… not quite yet anyway. Growing up a part of Justin Credible organization, A Double has spent his entire life surrounded by cannabis. His mother smokes, his dad smokes, his parents’s best friends smoke, the team smokes… It’s hard to not walk into the house and get a contact high. So it was only natural that he hated it entirely. Just kidding, he’s a major stoner. His god-grandparents own a large chain of dispensaries, which is where he gets all of his stuff from. Always happy to hook up their grandchildren, he can walk in with nothing and out with a pound. Or two. Or seven. Seven is good. He wakes up, he gets high. He’s getting ready for bed, he gets high. Headed to school? Better toke up. It’s almost a part of his life now. A Double has come to the realization and then the acceptance of the fact that he has two states of mind: stoned and asleep. Look, his past isn’t really important. What is important is the future! A Double has no plans for the future. He anticipates maybe moving out, but probably not since he doesn’t want to be lonely and he has a dog to take care of. He’s actually tripping about the future right now, he isn’t sure if he should prepare for college, or if he should just try to run the show himself.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]A C A D E M I C S[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]Head weed hook up.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Goes to therapy for speech problems (has a bit of a lisp) as well as addressing his issues with making friends (of which he does not have many).[/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray][b]| B E S T |[/b] Nothing… Woodshop? [b]| W O R S T |[/b] Everything. He’s in remedial classes up and down the board.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=17aa99][b]| |[u] E X T R A N O T E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]FC is Noah Centineo[/color] [color=17aa99][b]17a99[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/15aaec41bfbd4bb943d30b0f444bdc04/tumblr_inline_o425p6Yt1n1u0tvtz_400.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/00049dcf5433bcc5186a44145a2c8a7d/tumblr_inline_o425p7jte61u0tvtz_400.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/f82f4f3909a88ad426ebc01fc1e5d27c/tumblr_inline_o425p83aX11u0tvtz_400.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/06ff8f832e8dbb511a0f8b686d10cca7/tumblr_inline_o424wl1BLQ1u0tvtz_400.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/3dykDwq.png[/img][/center][/hider] [hider=Owen Lyon][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/zjFal0W.png[/img][hr][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/1WmGVHH.png[/img] [hr][hr][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/nrTn5h0.png[/img][/center] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] N I C K N A M E (S) [/u]| |[/b][/color] [list][*][color=slategray]Clint[/color] [/list] [/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/26RWgi9.png[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/3434b25c30e399a8da5f716074d2cfd2/tumblr_n8zkonHv221qd5s0eo1_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/0c9563a529d4c6efb6d40bf297ae177a/tumblr_n8zkonHv221qd5s0eo6_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/c834d8061c0d2a0361054209fbd4fbb1/tumblr_n8zkonHv221qd5s0eo3_250.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] A G E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]17, 08/08[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] G E N D E R [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Male[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] S E X U A L I T Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Heterosexual[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Single[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] O C C U P A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Doesn’t work. Doesn’t need to. Family of billionaires, and what not.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] C L A S S I F I C A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Junior[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] R O L E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Elite, Elite.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/DXPknW4.png[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/db787fea97ce2c43f524958445cabc68/tumblr_n950rkhfs31t27ahco1_r2_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/8248dbd43cbb593325ec2b5680d0a319/tumblr_n950rkhfs31t27ahco2_r2_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/664be1b299baecafe801c80c9bd0669b/tumblr_n950rkhfs31t27ahco4_r2_250.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Appearance is only about your clothes, or your hair, or your facial features at a very superficial, shallow level. Looking beyond that is what matters. How someone carries themself. Do they hold eye contact? Do they seem shaky, unconfident? Or do they look like they know what they’re doing? Owen Lyon is one of the latter. It isn’t an air of charisma, but he has a natural swagger to himself, down even to his neutral stance. It’s arguable that he isn’t attractive at a face value; yes, but looking beyond that, he has the natural confidence that tends to attract other people. He’s in a comfortable state of self-confidence. While he may not dress in a way that’s loud or outspoken, he’s brimming in confidence. He just doesn’t want attention. Three months ago, Owen Lyon would be cleanly shaven every day, but lately he’s been much lazier. His beard and stubble grows out on occasion, and he’ll eventually trim it back at the nagging of his mother. It’s fair to say that he doesn’t care anymore. Why should he? He’s not trying to impress anyone around the school, and the girl he cleaned up for is gone. Fuck it. The shirt he’s wearing? Yeah, he probably wore it yesterday.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/cK5jjQE.png[/img][/center] [hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/OoPmEhT.png[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/9d91debc9b1c01f18eec9b2747ed13de/tumblr_natozxCVy11qg3f0qo4_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/f3d3c88738468d4a955fe036a2ef8e07/tumblr_natozxCVy11qg3f0qo3_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/80bee5b6db6fa3ea5a835a8e0ba1ff3b/tumblr_natozxCVy11qg3f0qo5_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/caae2c36b18ab5d4f352898f726feff1/tumblr_natozxCVy11qg3f0qo6_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/e99f09bc88d45f457d5c9f34fabf5448/tumblr_natozxCVy11qg3f0qo2_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/1ffa5c72ebe24e9b0dbfab6ae660a5fd/tumblr_natozxCVy11qg3f0qo1_250.gif[/img][/center] [hr] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]Spends a lot of time working on his car. Yes, it’s powered by gas. Yes, gas explodes. He knows. He doesn’t care and he’s not about to get a bitch-ass electric car.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Lately, he’s been emotionally deadened. What does this mean? Owen is distant, uncaring. He commonly has a thousand yard stare in his eyes.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Has a nervous tic he does when he can feel himself getting emotional, consisting of tapping his thumb against his fingers, index, middle, ring, pinky, pinky, ring, middle, index. Over and over. Left hand. It’s very noticeable though most people aren’t sure of the cause.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Ambidextrous[/color] [*][color=slategray]Has a tattoo of a silver diamond on his right shoulder blade. This was done without his mother’s permission, and it upsets her whenever she sees it.[/color] [*][color=slategray]For most of his life, he sat in the same spot in the gym after his exercises. Nowadays, though, he locks himself in the office.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Enjoys drawing and coloring art of his peers and friends in a comic book style.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Speaks Russian, English, and Spanish.[/color][/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] D R E A M S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=a52521][b]I dream of happier days. I’ve come to realize, though, that this is just my folly in life: this is the hand I’ve dealt, and I need to play it unfortunately. Maybe, in a better world, I’d be happy and she’d still be in my dream; but that isn’t the case anymore.[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]Peace and quiet. Owen at his core is tranquilo, and he really appreciates it when his atmosphere is the same.[/color] [*][color=slategray]K-Pop. It’s a dirty pleasure. He gets it from his father; it really isn’t his fault. Most boys grow up with a father that listens to old school or new school rock, Owen’s father played K-Pop and old southern rock songs at loud volumes.[/color] [*][color=slategray]His car. Owen’s car is a mint condition, vintage 2017 Lamborghini Aventador. With the recent loss of his girlfriend, it’s become his most prized possession.[/color] [*][color=slategray]The few people that believed him and don’t see him as an evil person for something he didn’t do. Not getting caught in the web of lies spun by the more popular students is an admirable task, and he does appreciate it.[/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] D I S L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]In the same vein, Owen dislikes — despises even — the people who let themselves fall for it. Some of the people he considered friends, who were supposed to have his back, took the side of the same people trying to destroy him.[/color] [*][color=slategray]He is not a very big fan of how out of control of his emotions remain. Once very in control, Owen’s greatest folly has finally caught up to him with the recent turbulence he’s been through. He’s human; sometimes he bows to his emotions. Seeing certain things, hearing certain things… trigger memories. Memories trigger sadness, anger, crying. Never happiness. He seems void of that.[/color] [*][color=slategray]A lot Owen’s anger and hatred is focused, directed at the H.O.T. girls and their bitch brigade. Everything wrong with his life is their fault.[/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] F E A R S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Owen was raised to not fear a whole lot, and he holds onto those teachings then, now, and forever. He's found that he only fears one thing, really, and that's reliving the pain and emotional suffering his life has been subject to over the past few weeks.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/lyWZqvw.png[/img][/center] [hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/JVXSBnC.png[/img][/center] [hr] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] H I S T O R Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=SLATEGRAY]You spend hours with someone; years with them. Giving them your heart, your soul, your body. All of that can go away in an instant, and it doesn’t matter. You look behind yourself at a past full of shattered dreams and a broken heart and you look ahead of yourself toward a future of picking up the pieces and rebuilding your life, without the person you’d intended to spend it with. Pain, suffering, unhappiness. That’s what a break up is like, yes even during high school; perhaps even more so. In no way is suffering a break up a fun experience; you feel abandoned, you feel lost. You feel scared. You’re alone, save for perhaps a few close friends there to lend you a hand to pull you through it. Owen Lyon, for better or worse, does not have those friends. Owen Lyon has been through a break up, one manufactured by the demonic team of Hailey Green and Ophelia Brycen, tearing Beatrix Kingsley away from him out of spite and anger. For four — nearly five — years he’d been with her, and he had anticipated sixteen more, at least. It was a slow burn, but the breaking of the dam changed his life. It had taken Ophelia almost seven months, but she’d finally made Trixie question him enough that when she pulled the trigger, providing falsified evidence of Owen cheating on her, and leading to Trixie publishing a slam article about him, destroying his reputation and taking away any chance he had of a pleasant senior year of high school. Maybe after he graduated it would pass, but Owen couldn’t think about that. He could think only of betrayal. Since seventh grade, he had dated Trixie, and despite that; despite all the time they’d had together, all the secrets they’d shared, it didn’t mean anything when the ‘HOT’ girls wanted him gone. The bond they’d built, the moments they shared, didn’t matter. What had mattered to Trixie, and all that had really mattered to her since she’d befriended Ophelia and Hailey was the popularity and fame that she gained simply by being friends with them. Owen knew what had been said about him had been a lie. He had never cheated on Trixie; but she wouldn’t believe him. She made her choice, and she chose them. She chose wrong. Owen’s life revolves around the grudge now, it revolves around finding a way to ruin them like they had ruined him. And he will certainly succeed, especially now that Damian O’Connor approached him and cited a similar goal: knocking the It Girls down a peg. Surprised someone would approach him after the article that was put out, Owen was happy to accept. Damian explained to Owen that he was being ‘recruited’ because of the same reason Owen suspected Trixie had been convinced to dump him: Owen had stood up to the It girls and put a stop to their bullying of a younger student some time ago. He is now a member of the new ‘Elite,’ alongside Damian and a few of his friends with similar ideas. Together, they have a common goal in mind, and together they will surely win.[/color] [color=a52521][b]“I don’t know what I did to make them turn their bitch lasers onto me, but I know what I’m going to do to repair the damage. I didn’t much care for Damian and his two bros before, but now? I guess I got a lot of respect for them; it means a lot that they’d step up to the plate for me like they did. Sure, being in the Elite is kind of like a boy band… but friends are… friends are what I need right now.”[/b][/color][/indent][/indent] [hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/lpLOjH3.png[/img][/center] [hr] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]Trains and often even sleeps at the 365 Combat Club.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Therapy. Once a week, one hour. The office of Doctor Oliver Thomas.[/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray][b]| B E S T |[/b] Mathematics PE Art [b]| W O R S T |[/b] English, ironically. Unironically, shop class.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=a52521][b]| |[u] E X T R A N O T E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][url=https://i.ytimg.com/vi/ycYSE4xDgLk/maxresdefault.jpg][color=slategray]The Car[/color][/url] [color=slategray]FC: Dylan Sprayberry[/color] [color=a52521][b]a52521[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/1ec5e9e1c77f6ba3ccdd0ce0113c89d0/tumblr_inline_ngyh5r8qI81t6da4c.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/1acdd0858c642e42ec6d47fc253fc9be/tumblr_inline_ngyh5szLVX1t6da4c.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/5QVUXiV.png[/img][/center][/hider] [hider=Ophelia Brycen][center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/87I2Uiz.png[/img] [hr][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/bVgXA2T.png[/img] [sub][color=EDA946]Ophelia Jenny Brycen[/color][/sub] [/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/T6b0qXU.png[/img][/center] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] N I C K N A M E (S) [/u]| |[/b][/color] [list][*][color=slategray]Lia[/color] [*][color=slategray]Ophie[/color] [*][color=slategray]Phi[/color] [/list] [/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/CW0qVDo.png[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/9eaed099100b9b6f133f42e7bf16a311/tumblr_mvyvtz4rX71qjame9o2_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/000a6d2de72ca4207f6d0bfe8d7ac505/tumblr_mvyvtz4rX71qjame9o4_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/925438440cd786d0e3276a2d001010dd/tumblr_mvyvtz4rX71qjame9o3_250.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] A G E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]17, 09/06[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] G E N D E R [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Female[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] S E X U A L I T Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Absolutely pansexual[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Single[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] O C C U P A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]She does work, on making friends.[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] C L A S S I F I C A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Junior[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] R O L E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]Candyland Queen![/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/X1RncPN.png[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/787e0fb0fda88f3f9b92e82d70e334e6/tumblr_mps7w1UBxv1qay5ogo6_r7_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/d2a12ebe6c20b34777502d9f74714cee/tumblr_mps7w1UBxv1qay5ogo2_r1_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/dd3aac0f8ef75486c918881914a526da/tumblr_mps7w1UBxv1qay5ogo4_r5_250.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]At first glance, it’s very simple: she’s hot. There’s no easy around that, it’s just in her genes. She’s blonde, she has a good figure, she’s the perfect height. She got life on easy mode, essentially; it was simply up to Ophelia to enhance her natural beauty. And enhance it she does. Makeup, clothes, hair cut. Always on point! She has a model auntie who helps her maintain the perfect amount of whatever the situation calls for. She can be sensual, cute, or just simply sexy. It’s easy at this point, and she’s on her way to being a model herself — she just has to convince her father (easier said than done).[/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/0VOkOnT.png[/img][/center] [hr][center][h3]W H O A M I ?[/h3][/center] [hr] [center][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/317ea042179e957e85f92180138def00/tumblr_mvgxl87KA71qjame9o3_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/fb52a86c0743869abe11b632e9e61e44/tumblr_mvgxl87KA71qjame9o4_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/2f7ca9a8609eeae2a49a06d88e68447a/tumblr_mvgxl87KA71qjame9o1_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/3315d8fa02c3b1f42d3e4221fc5ca9cf/tumblr_mvgxl87KA71qjame9o2_250.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]Tends to speak in a very peculiar way, carefully manicured to get what she wants. She’ll often end with a question unrelated to whatever she was talking about; distracting people before swooping in for the big one.[/color] [*][color=slategray]She has a tendency to read up on explorers and old legends. She gets it from her father.[/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] D R E A M S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=eda946][b]It’s really, really simple. I just wanna be a supermodel! That’s what Auntie was, and half the girls in her family! So why not me? I’m hot enough for it! Wouldn’t you like to see me in lingerie? That’s what I thought.[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]Ice cream! She loves ice cream. Her favorite flavor is vanilla bean, simple and plain; very much unlike her.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Pizza! PIZZA. She loves all kinds of pizza. It’s possibly the most important thing in her world. She eats it almost every day and thanks god for her mother’s metabolism.[/color] [*][color=slategray]PIZZA AGAIN.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Batman. Preferably comic editions, but she’s not particularly choosy as to whether she consumes media or comics. She loves him. He’s a detective, brilliant, powerful, handsome. She has a massive collection of comics and merchandise, worth over fifteen thousand dollars, and she’s still building it. Her current favorite iteration is Grant Morrison's, but maybe that’ll change.[/color] [*][color=slategray]She’s rather fond of explorers. Nathan Drake, Indiana Jones, Lara Croft… You get the vibe, right? Her father is like the real life version of those characters, exploring the world and committing daring deeds while searching for hidden treasures… She doesn’t know her father all that well — most of her life, both her mother and father were off on work related things, so she consumes media involving people she knows are similar to him. That’s where she gets her ideas of what he’s like.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Cream pies.[/color] [color=EDA946][b]“You know why…”[/b][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] D I S L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]The Flash. Dude’s boring, overpowered, and just generally annoying. VOTE HIM OFF THE JLA.[/color] [*][color=slategray]Fruity gum. Too much for her. She hates the half tangy, half sweet flavorings and can’t stand artificial watermelon flavoring… It isn’t for her. Never has been![/color] [*][color=slategray]Minty ice cream. YUCK. Any other flavor, ever, please.[/color] [*][color=slategray]People of Wal-Mart. Yeah, it’s a little snobbish. But COME ON, man. Look in a mirror! Do you not see what is wrong with you?[/color] [*][color=slategray]The number 14. No particular reason, she’s just not a fan of writing it.[/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] F E A R S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=EDA946][b]“Look. Maybe this is dumb, maybe I’m thinking properly, but I’m kinda scared of my parents dying while working before they retire so I can have a chance to meet them, rather than just read about them.”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/FXDXdwK.png[/img][/center] [hr][center][h3]D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T[/h3][/center] [hr] [center][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/4bc88c028ac9a09a2eea4a7073256840/tumblr_n6ltov2WM81r78fh8o2_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/768e7bdb82b1fc8b1ca834faf5ccf476/tumblr_n6ltov2WM81r78fh8o3_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/b90d6f3c39403a8ddf8ec63a75152299/tumblr_n6ltov2WM81r78fh8o1_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/d3e773e83b3b9b1d7a7dc531ff114212/tumblr_n6ltov2WM81r78fh8o4_250.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] H I S T O R Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray]If her father wasn’t who he was, Ophelia would have likely turned out to be far different. She wouldn have never spent so much time with Belle, she would have never heard so much about the Candies, she might not have even learned to carry herself the way she does. But, her father is who he is, and she did learn all of those things. Ophelia’s parents, Leon and Noelle Brycen are modern day explorers. They chase dreams, and things that might not exist. Sunken treasure, El Dorado, that sort of thing. Sometime they find wonder, sometimes they find disappointment. That’s not important, though, what is important is they had a child. Despite this, they weren’t finished yet adventuring. Luckily for them, someone close to both of them was more than willing to step up to the challenge. While at first, the young Ophelia was left with Noli and Leon’s parents, swapping back and forth and spending time with her own parents when they weren’t off on business, it was very soon that their close friend Belle took over the job, rather forcefully. She went from sitting with the infant, to holding her, to announcing that she was taking her home. Belle Lyon was the third hand that raised Ophelia, and taught her everything she knows about… well, most everything. It was through Belle that Ophelia learned about the Candies, learned the art of ‘getting your way,’ and inherited the dominance of the Lyon family. Often demanding, often unreasonable, but always ending satisfied. Ophelia has blossomed into a beautiful young woman. Once upon a time, she blamed her parents fiercely for not wanting to quit their jobs and devote their lives to her, but she’s gotten over that. She only recently decided to formulate her own Candyland, to hopefully build bonds as strong as the ones her mother, Belle, and the others had. It’s a dream![/color] [/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]A C A D E M I C S[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray]Cheerleading captain![/color] [*][color=slategray]Debate team[/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=gray][b]| B E S T |[/b] Creative writing Speech and debate English [b]| W O R S T |[/b] Math Science[/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=EDA946][b]| |[u] E X T R A N O T E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][COLOR=SLATEGRAY]Ashley Benson[/color] [color=eda946][b]eda946[/b][/color][hr] [center][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/b525a7f9799f1cf956ff85bdabe9d37f/tumblr_moz733Xp0R1qk1mjco7_250.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/ca9616764d0de6dda7fd68b6cc90a60f/tumblr_moz733Xp0R1qk1mjco4_250.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/B4h5S7W.png[/img][/center] [/indent][/indent][/hider][/hider] [hider=Shelved/Lightweight][hider=Sean Sterling][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/9p0Cx2C.png[/img][hr][hr] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/4a73914225bfba5842670bd24fecb79d/tumblr_orcmwtsx9D1wox6slo2_400.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/81a56732614268044e1118fed36bbe41/tumblr_orcmwtsx9D1wox6slo4_400.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/6e8b4348b890ea94c76715e28a6b12ac/tumblr_orcmwtsx9D1wox6slo3_400.gif[/img] [hr][hr][/center] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] N I C K N A M E (S) [/u]| |[/b][/color] [list][*]Not available [/list] [/indent] [center][img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/58af4b755fc9d39d6b7f3e135344903e/tumblr_inline_ovc81knzT91qaxads_250.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/8559eefad7e272bed5d9628ce4a5bccf/tumblr_inline_ovc81d4Sz31qaxads_250.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] A G E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]17, 12/24 [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] G E N D E R [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Male [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] S E X U A L I T Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Bisexual. He went to an all boys school, he almost had no choice. [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Single [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] O C C U P A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Unemployed. [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] C L A S S I F I C A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Junior [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] R O L E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Loner [/indent][/indent] [center][img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/5892347fb901627dcad8ce68ce2aff5b/tumblr_ork1q69MCS1wox6slo1_400.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/4d262c47c69a77b8d8e3daf728401446/tumblr_ork1q69MCS1wox6slo2_400.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Like his entire family, Sean is a good looking boy. He’s handsome and well built, with a smile that could change your entire life. His hair is perfectly taken care of, and his eyes are something out of a storybook novel. The only real oddity in his appearance, the main thing that sets him aside from other model-esque people is the huge tattoo on his neck, of a sword. He does his best to hide it, commonly with the collar of his jacket, but it’s there. And it’s never going away. An eternal reminder of his failure. [/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]W H O A M I ?[/h3][/center] [hr] [center][img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/e7f347ac1a489e92275a1e12eecaba54/tumblr_inline_ovc84tKadC1qaxads_250.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/ea15c147e860d240cd20755b043a86c7/tumblr_inline_ovc8b1TXkt1qaxads_250.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/79557cc411b5e05e5b29946c9de06f92/tumblr_inline_ovc8b2Reth1qaxads_250.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*]While once sticking to a firm diet, Sean is in a slump, and no longer being monitored 24/7. He eats like shit. Constantly. McDonald’s is the only thing that gives him life as it stands. [*]Regardless of dietary habits, his exercise habits have not changed. He maintains pride in his athleticism and works out every day. [*]Freedom is a blessing and a curse. Without the pressure and monitoring from his superiors at the academy, Sean’s effort toward his appearance and his work is gone. He barely brushes his hair, puts on whatever he finds in his dresser, and calls it good. [*]Has a fondness of heavier genres of music, with Rammstein, Godsmack, Lamb of God, All that Remains, and SlipKnot being some of his favorite bands. What? Respect the classics, man. [*]Speaks a few different languages, but keeps them mostly to himself. Not important, and if someone else speaks it to say something without him knowing, he’ll key in. [*]Having trained obsessively since he was 10 years old, Sean is a black belt in TKD. [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] D R E A M S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=a5a5a5][b]“Dying. My soul and heart are already dead, time for the body to catch up.”[/b][/color] [sup][color=slategray][b]His smile and optimism. Gone.[/b][/color][/sup] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*]A wooden box he built himself years ago. It contains all the letters his mother and twin sister wrote him. [*]The smell of roses. There’s no particular reason here; everyone has scents they enjoy. [*]Junk food. Oh my gosh, he had no idea what he was missing out on. He’s spent the past half week since he arrived home stuffing different food into his mouth. They deep fry Oreos? Hot damn. [*]Sleeping in and staying up late. Sean is doing his best to CLING to the things he never got to experience. This is another of those things. After having a strict lights out time of 9:30 PM and a wake up call at 4:30 with the promise of corporal punishment driving him out of bed for most of his life, Sean is becoming a bit of a night owl. [*]Pancakes. If he could, he would have pancakes for every meal, for the rest of his life. Why did the Academy keep such delicacies from him? [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] D I S L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*]The color red. Too dark, too sharp. [*]The fact that he left so much at the academy. He was given only 30 minutes to pack his personal belongings. He tried to grab everything sentimental, but left a few important things behind. [*]Hamsters. A pain to take care of, and not as cute as people seem to have fooled themselves into believing. [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] F E A R S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]His worst fear? It’s already came true. Beyond that, he’s not particularly fond of being without sight. He’s not Matt Murdock. [/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] H I S T O R Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Sean, from a young age, displayed a prodigal level of intelligence and a quick way of thinking. He blew through whatever schoolwork was handed to him, and even excelled on the ‘advanced’ placement tests. In the fifth grade, after taking a few ‘special’ tests, given to him by his father’s employer, Christopher Helmsley, Sean was transferred from the public school he’d attended up to that point to a special school located somewhere in a cave system in the Himalayas. Sean, while very young at the time, knew something was up when his head was covered with a bag before he got on a plane and was flown to the school. Were his parents giving him away? Was this the end? Far from it. Sean Sterling had transferred into the elusive, exclusive, and almost fabled Whiteford Academy for Gifted Young Men; founded in the 1970s by a family friend of the Helmsleys, and thus of the Sterlings, the Whiteford Academy trained boys from age ten until they were twenty-two years old, at which point they ‘graduated.’ They were trained as mercenaries, bodyguards, assassins. From the time he was ten until just a single month ago, Sean Sterling spent up to 10 months at a time away from home, training at the Academy. When he went home, the bag went back over his head and the string was drawn. The location of the Academy would stay a secret forever. Though he had access to a computer, and a stable internet connection, his preferred form of communication with his parents was always via handwritten letters. He received a normal school education, but also learned hand-to-hand combat, firearms, disarming enemies, the logistics behind war, could tell you the details of seventeen assassinations, and at age sixteen he went on his first live mission. A simple extraction mission, pulling a captured man from behind enemy lines in Dubai. As a sign of his success, he was given his tattoo, signifying that he was on his way to graduation from the academy. Surely, he couldn’t fuck this up. He happily wrote to his family about this as a field trip. His father and his grandfather both stressed that his siblings and his mother were not to know the specifics of his schooling. And to this day, they do not. Sean’s entire life went belly side up very recently. While he was chosen as the leader of his strike team, there was internal strife. Most of the boys at Whiteford Academy are not rich kids, they’re more often than not kidnapped and brought there, and his peers hated him to begin with. They hated him even more when he was put in complete charge of them. Later, Sean would realize that reeling in his team was a challenge; a challenge that he failed. After realizing in training exercises against other teams that his team wouldn’t listen to him ever, Sean decided to take advice he’d been given by a particular violent mentor. ‘Kill a few, and the rest will leave you alone.’ Now, Sean couldn’t do that; his life would be forfeit if he [i]murdered[/i] other recruits. Instead, he simply fought them. And he won. Maybe after that, they would have listened to him. Sean would never find out, as five minutes after the fight ended, he was expelled from the Academy and on his way home. Sean’s heart is broken, and everything he has devoted his entire life toward achieving has been thrown away. He is well aware that he can never go back, but it didn’t stop him from begging his father to send him back, nearly crying. His life is shattered, and because of the tattoo meant to signify his success, Sean can never forget. Sean knows perfectly well he’s let down his father, let down the Helmsley family who signed his recommendation papers, and has lost his chance to be relevant. He can never be normal now, and he has to remember what he’s lost every single day of his life, whenever he looks in a mirror. A young man who’s just trying to pick up the pieces of his life has been set upon the halls of BHHS; arriving home just as winter break started. He plans to stick close to his sister, and get this over with. [/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]A C A D E M I C S[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*]As it stands, absolutely none. [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][b]| B E S T |[/b] Everything. He’s a genius. [b]| W O R S T |[/b] Nothing. Again, he’s a genius. [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=A5A5A5][b]| |[u] E X T R A N O T E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]FC: Will Tudor [color=a5a5a5][b]a5a5a5[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/0475271272effffb540693b684260e06/tumblr_inline_ovc8egQPKB1qaxads_400.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/10ba82ce06f311bc5db5f69e3face868/tumblr_inline_ovc8cxjqF51qaxads_250.gif[/img] [img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/27791427ac59072d6d2ce2645dad8dc0/tumblr_inline_ovc8ecl2721qaxads_400.gif[/img][/center][/hider] [hider=The Lockharts][center][hr][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/YRQu4WU.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/AWNWQg4.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/8nsQEkS.png[/img] [hr][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/dPxSBjd.png[/img] [/center] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] N I C K N A M E (S) [/u]| |[/b][/color] [list][*][color=1667aa][b]Ash[/b][/color] [*][color=1667aa][b]Teddy[/b][/color] [*][color=f473ec][b]Rei[/b][/color] [*][color=f473ec][b]Marie[/b][/color] [*][color=f473ec][b]Mari[/b][/color] [/list] [/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/qCJmvdB.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/JyTYYRO.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/xqbygn8.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/u5Evj0r.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] A G E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=1667aa][b]09/11, 18[/b][/color] [color=f473ec][b]02/14, 15[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] G E N D E R [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=1667aa][b]Male[/b][/color] [color=f473ec][b]Female[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] S E X U A L I T Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=1667aa][b]Heterosexual[/b][/color] [color=f473ec][b]She’s either asexual, or pansexual. She just wants friends; romance is not a concern at the moment.[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray][b]Both single.[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] O C C U P A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=1667aa][b]Waiter at the Sunshine Diner by day. Off the record, he’s been supplying drugs to one or two of the dealers at BHHS, as per the request of his superiors. He does what he has to in order to keep himself and his sister above water.[/b][/color] [color=f473ec][b]A full time student.[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] C L A S S I F I C A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=1667aa][b]Senior[/b][/color] [color=f473ec][b]Sophomore[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] R O L E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray][b]Both loners. Hopefully,[/b][/color] [color=f473ec][b]this changes.[/b][/color] [color=1667aa][b]Or it could stay the same.[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/NP7kJKj.png[/img][/center] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=slategray][b]Both of the Lockhart siblings are undeniably handsome people. However, due to circumstances surrounding their lives, their naturally attractive appearances are often hidden. However…[/b][/color] [color=1667aa][b]Ashton is defined by his wild hair, and often underdressed sense of fashion. He dresses in darker colors, preferring greys, black, and navy blues. He slightly tanned skin from being outside so often. He stands tall and has a firm build. While not the most muscular, Ashton is nonetheless impressive, and carries himself with an air of aggression, or perhaps anger. It’s easy to take one look at him and know: ‘This young man is troubled.’[/b][/color] [color=f473ec][b]On the other hand, his sister is incredibly small, and frail. Unlike her brother, Reina’s skin is pale and almost pasty — she rarely goes outside. She dresses herself as fashionably as she can, given their somewhat limited means. Reina prefers bright and pastel colors. She often wears long sleeves shirts; this is to hide unsightly scars. If possible, she likes to wear a flower in her ear.[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/xQnRZ1J.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/EUORHn8.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/yxGKORm.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/oLM3Xms.png[/img][/center] [hr][center][h3]W H O A M I ?[/h3][/center] [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Ni3EHs5.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/Wb1d8Hh.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/Ntw4EZY.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/BJOk5CV.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=1667aa][b]Checks the weather religiously. He’s not sure why at this point, but it’s been such a part of his life, that he keeps doing it out of habit now.[/b][/color] [*][color=f743ec][b]Though she know she’s much too old for it now, she carries her favorite stuffed animal around in her backpack wherever she goes. It’s a stuffed dog named Peanuts. He’s missing his left eye, and has a tear on his right leg (Ash fixed it for her).[/b][/color] [*][color=slategray][b]Both siblings carry twenty dollar bills underneath the sole of their shoes. This is absolute be all, end all emergency money.[/b][/color] [*][color=f743ec][b]She is fluent in American Sign Language, though not deaf.[/b][/color] [*][color=1667aa][b]Wears a Star Wars lanyard around his neck, which has a key ring on it. They keys include his car, his apartment, the Sunshine Diner, and the safe where he keeps all of his extra money. This has never, and will never leave its place. Reina has a house key.[/b][/color] [*][color=f743ec][b]Daydreams and gets lost in her thoughts, a lot.[/b][/color] [*][color=1667aa][b]Self diagnosed insomniac. He doesn’t sleep well, at all, but probably doesn’t stay up often enough to be a [i]real[/i] insomniac.[/b][/color] [*][color=1667aa][b]Ashton is a kleptomaniac. He sees something, he wants it, he takes it. This includes shoplifting from convenience stores, taking supplies from the school, and even stealing food at work.[/b][/color] [*][color=slategray][b]Both siblings spend Wednesday afternoon in the serenity of the Hummingbird Creations garden. Reina likes to throw coins in the fountain. Ashton naps on the benches. They feel safe here.[/b][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] D R E A M S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=1667aa][b]Becoming something. Anything. I don’t care if it’s good, or bad, as long as I’m notable. I don’t want my father to be proven right.[/b][/color] [color=f743ec][b]I wish someone would make me a flower crown…[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray][b]Their greatest allies are each other. The Lockhart siblings are very attached to one another, and it’s often hard to find one without the other, at least at school.[/b][/color] [color=f743ec][b]Flowers. Reina loves flowers, they make her happy. Her absolute favorites are calla lilys.[/b][/color] [*][color=1667aa][b]His second job. Ashton undeniably gets a thrill out of what he’s gotten himself into; drug running is exhilarating, along with all the other things he participates in. He hopes to one day work his way up the gang’s ladder, but that will be another time. For now, he has to graduate high school. He promised his mother.[/b][/color] [*][color=f743ec][b]Coloring. It’s childish, yes, but Reina enjoys it. She uses adult coloring books, and ones designed around the hottest new kid’s show or movie. She keeps all of her books in a box in her closet.[/b][/color] [*][color=1667aa][b]Writing. Maybe in another world, Ashton would end up a famous author. But not this world. He writes some each week, though he has no aspirations of publishing it, and is firmly of the belief that it would never happen.[/b][/color] [*][color=slategray][b]Puzzles. Both Lockharts enjoy puzzles of all sorts. Mind, jigsaw, crossword, word find… The list goes on. They keep one active on the dining room table at all times. They often glue their puzzles together after completing them.[/b][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] D I S L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray][b]Neither Lockhart sibling is fond of the news. The TV in their home is never set to it, nor do they accept the newspaper; either school or syndicated. This is because they realized long ago that the news will only serve to depress them.[/b][/color] [*][color=f743ec][b]The itchiness of scars. She often has to itch at her arms, or her upper thighs. It’s a terrible existence.[/b][/color] [*][color=1667aa][b]Having to leave Reina alone to go to work. He doesn’t like leaving her by herself at the apartment, but honestly… he doesn’t really have a choice. She doesn’t have friends, much at all, and he can’t really help her in that manner: he’s not much better off.[/b][/color] [*][color=f743ec][b]The smell of propane. It truly burns Reina’s nostrils, even if it’s meant to be one of the cleanest burning fuels on the market.[/b][/color] [*][color=1667aa][b]Electric stove tops. Gas is hotter, burns better, and cooks more evenly. Why anyone would use electric stove tops, he can never understand.[/b][/color] [*][color=slategray][b]The rain. Neither of them like the rain.[/b][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] F E A R S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=1667aa][b]Losing the battle. It’s not an easy legal fight, but for now, Reina is safely with me.[/b][/color] [color=f743ec][b]Going back.[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Ub0J92O.png[/img][/center] [hr][center][h3]D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] H I S T O R Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=1667aa][b]”The tattoo on my arm reads: ‘This is not a love story.’ Repeat it. Remember it. This is not a love story. My life is not a love story. There was a time that I can remember, just [i]barely[/i], a time when it was alright. When I wasn’t stressing out because I had to be an adult at age sixteen. I was five or maybe six? I don’t remember. Mom was alive. We were a family, really truly a family. We went to the Grand Canyon together, there’s pictures of us. If there weren’t, I think I’d have forgotten all about the good times. It doesn’t matter. Mom’s gone now — she died when I was twelve. I think losing her changed dad. It really did, it had to have. We were happy once, right? After that, things changed. It was a sort of slow burn, but by the time I was fifteen, and Reina was twelve, dad had lost his mind. He still went to work, and still seemed to be a functioning adult, but most of what he did was yell at us. Throw stuff at us. Tell us we weren’t good enough. Blame mom’s death on us. We did our best, we did everything he asked, and he told us we weren’t good enough. He hit me, but he did worse to Reina. Thinks she looks like mom — maybe she does. I don’t care. I was seventeen, and I hit back. After that, he didn’t swing at me no more. So he tried to hit Reina. I hit him even harder. Then I took the money I had and ran away. I didn’t know where to go, so I went to work; it was the only place I had a key for, and dad I don’t think even knew I had a job. I called Dustin. He and his girl Juno really helped me out. They cosigned an apartment lease for me, Juno pulled some strings with someone — I never asked — and got me emancipated, and Dustin introduced me to some guy, who said he was a businessman. I guess technically he is, but at the time, the business was weird to me. He gave me a duffelbag, told me to make deliveries and pickups. I did it, he handed a huge stack of money. I never looked back. I’m bad now, I guess. A bad boy. I’m a stereotype, and not even a good one. But I’m safe, and more importantly, Reina is safe. And she always will be. With Dustin and Juno’s help, I’m working on becoming her official guardian, now that I’m 18. That way she never has to worry again. Everything I do, I do for her. Sometimes, it helps to remind myself that.”[/b][/color] [color=f743ec][b]”I wish this were a love story. I like love stories. They’re happy, and everyone gets a happy ending. Will I ever get one? I’m not sure, but I think with the help of my brother, and his boss, and his boss’s wife, I’m on the right track. I had what you can call a tough childhood. My mom died and my dad was… never the same. He turned into a monster. Evil. I thought when people like him were on TV, that they were just made up, not that they could be so… so terrifyingly [i]real[/i]. He scared me, and I think he broke me. I’m not sure, because I’m not a therapist, and I don’t know any therapists, but I do know the reason I used to cut myself so much is because I’ve spent my entire life convinced that I’m never going to be good enough. I don’t even know for what! Not to mention he [i]used[/i] me, so now I’m useless and used up. Even if this [i]were[/i] a love story, I’d be at the bottom of the barrel as far as ‘finding true love’ goes. No one wants the used up one. It isn’t all sunshine and rainbows, I know it isn’t. But I’m getting better, I get a little better every day. Not being there has made it a lot easier for me. It’s only been a year since we left, but I don’t want to ever see him again. Not until he’s dead and I can spit on his grave. We can’t afford a therapist, so sometimes I talk with Juno. I think she helped me the most. With her help, I stopped at least marking myself up, but… no matter what I do, the marks are there forever. Done and used up. I dunno. Ashton and I are a team, though, and I’m gonna make it through high school. Hopefully, I can at least find some friends. I’d love to have someone I can talk to about flowers. I think I want to be a botanist. I want to try and be more independent, too. It’s scary, really scary, but if I can never stand on my own, then I don’t know if Ashton can ever focus on himself. He’s not getting any better. He’s getting worse! Maybe it’s my fault… I wish this were a love story.”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]A C A D E M I C S[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=slategray][b]Neither sibling has any quite yet. This may come to change![/b][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][b]| B E S T |[/b] [color=1667aa][b]English P.E.[/b][/color] [color=f473ec][b]Biology Home ec (thanks Juno!)[/b][/color] [b]| W O R S T |[/b] [color=f473ec][b]P.E. History[/b][/color] [color=1667aa][b]Math Home ec[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=975fbf][b]| |[u] E X T R A N O T E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Read the rules?! I wrote the damn rules! [color=1667aa][b]1667aa / Carter Jenkins[/b][/color] [color=f473ec][b]f473ec / Isabelle Fuhrman[/b][/color] [hr] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/DPjHC7K.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/qRsZJmU.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/ComvV1E.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/WMM7l4Z.gif[/img][/center][/hider] [hider=Victoria Helmsley][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/CdkkQrs.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/IE4wH5n.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/EiHO8S2.gif[/img][hr][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/I03NoZB.png[/img] [sub][color=742eba]Victoria Chloe Helmsley[/color][/sub] [hr][hr] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RviOwY0OKyE][img]https://i.imgur.com/ltrNFds.png[/img][/url][/center] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] N I C K N A M E (S) [/u]| |[/b][/color] [list][*]Vivi [*]Victory [/list] [/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/tCJ4eFS.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/PRrBpps.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/OvZNacs.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/kWoOd1F.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] A G E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]16, 07/04 [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] G E N D E R [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Female [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] S E X U A L I T Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Comfortably bisexual [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Yes [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] O C C U P A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Absolutely not [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] C L A S S I F I C A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Junior [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] R O L E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]She’s above this, don’t you think? She would put herself into the theater kid, rebel, or band geek group, if it were insisted upon. [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/MuAUMcA.png[/img][/center] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]If you built a model from the ground up, she would probably look like Victoria Helmsley. In a lot of ways, she [i]was[/i] built from the ground up. Her genes on her mother’s side are impeccable, with her mother and her grandmother both being famous models — with her grandfather being a looker himself, in his younger years. On her father’s side… well, no one really knows, but Sofia knew what she was doing and picked only the highest quality donor to be her child’s father. She dresses in expensive designer clothes, has her makeup and hair done almost every day, and she’s well aware of how good she looks. She’s above and beyond the level of anyone that goes to this school, and she uses this her advantage without a care in the world. She winks. A lot. She does it because that’s all it takes to get her out of almost any situation. Who can say no when she looks at them like [i]that[/i]? [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/YotRRif.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/bN0s11a.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/eAJLTt5.gif[/img][/center] [hr][center][h3]W H O A M I ?[/h3][/center] [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/mjhDBtF.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/IKYwMxl.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/gFpMBFP.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/2rfbeSb.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/1n2SgeT.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*]Frequently travels around the world, partying and hooking up with people from all nationalities, and in some cases all walks of life. Poor, rich, snobby, trashy. Her only rule is that once the lock clicks, everyone shuts up and listens to her. Never during the school year, of course. Only on holidays. [color=742eba][i]“All eyes on me.”[/i][/color] [*]Though her uncles insist she doesn’t have to, she often assists the boys of her family in the chores assigned to them by their fathers. Typically, these consist of things you’d expect the groundsman to do for families of this wealthy level. Her uncles Troy and Gabriel, however, believe that things such as ‘weed eating,’ ‘mowing the lawn,’ and ‘moving heavy patio rocks from one pile to another’ build character. [color=742eba][i]“Part of the ship, part of the crew.”[/i][/color] [*]Is a popcorn fanatic. Should this be under likes? At the rate she eats the stuff, no. No it should not. She is a frequent consumer of Moose Munch, to the point where she has an Amazon button to order more of it. There is an old fashioned popcorn cooker in her room, almost always full, and she tries out new seasonings and flavors as often as she can. Popcorn is a gift. [color=742eba][i]“Speaking [i]very[/i] technically, this is an addiction.”[/i][/color] [*]She considers herself to be a bit of a philanthropist. She spends her time speaking to others, they get to enjoy basking her glow. [color=742eba][i]“What can I say? I’m a people person.”[/i][/color] [*]She firmly considers herself an outlier from the ‘game’ that her family plays, and has never and will never express interest in it. Politics, especially school politics, bore her. [color=742eba][i]“Becca’s obsession with Hailey is beneath her. Hailey’s obsession with ruling the school is beneath her. Our family’s relationship has no time for such petty squabbling. What a bunch of whiny bitches.”[/i][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] D R E A M S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=742eba][b]“Currently, I’m the princess of the world. Eventually, I’ll graduate to queen of the world.”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*]Vanilla Sunrise’s writing. It’s delightfully lewd in all the right places, and she thinks it very tongue in cheek that someone so obviously writes about their classmates. [color=742eba][i]“I would consider it quite an honor to meet this person. Unfortunately, the anonymity of the internet comes into play here…”[/i][/color] [*]Trixie Kingsley. Though Victoria is not particularly close to Trixie (she would be, if Trixie wasn’t so wrapped up with Hailey), Victoria admires her resolve and her ability to handle all of the things she does for the school. Truly inspiring. [color=742eba][i]“It’s unfortunate that Owen cheated on her. It seems it has ruined her life… Poor girl. Lyons always have been womanizers, though…”[/i][/color] [*]Katie Callaghan. Another person that Victoria admires from afar, she is very appreciative of the way that Katie juggles being called a shorter version of Shauna, being a wonderful actress in her own right, and butting heads with Scott. [color=742eba][i]“[b]Absolutely[/b] a huge fan of the way you always scream at Scott. It will be a blessing and a curse when you and him finally hook up.”[/i][/color] [*]Parker Ashford. Could Victoria spend the day with Parker? Oh god no. Victoria does, however, appreciate how Parker has Brian wrapped around her finger without even trying. [color=742eba][i]“Hopefully she perfects her inside voice before eventually visiting.”[/i][/color] [*]Shauna Flynn. Admirable, beautiful, blonde, Irish. What’s not to like? [color=742eba][i]“My hero, and my friend. Hopefully, anyway.”[/i][/color] [*]Ivy Nichols. Victoria’s other half. They get along very well, and she’s easily Victoria’s best friend. Some people might say her only. [color=742eba][i]“Everyone gets that one friend, right? This is mine.”[/i][/color] [*]Ariana Song. Cute, plays video games, relatively smart… What’s not to like? Victoria talks to her occasionally when she’s hanging around Henry. [color=742eba][i]“Someone ought to make sure she never leaves. If not Henry, then I suppose the heavy task falls on my shoulders.”[/i][/color] [*]Min-seo. Victoria appreciates the effort. [color=742eba][i]“Not much to say here. To hang around Ariana, Parker, and Henry so consistently… She’s a trooper — or they’ve trapped her. It’s anyone’s guess.”[/i][/color] [*]Airsoft. Airsoft is a fun way to workout, and she likes guns a whole lot. [color=742eba][i]“That’s not full auto, bro.”[/i][/color] [*]Hunting. She hunts with her grandfathers. [color=742eba][i]“Preferably, with a bow. Guns are great, but they’re cheating for this purpose.”[/i][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] D I S L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*]Marshall Radley. Victoria sees no honor in the way that Marshall abandoned Owen. Being a Helmsley, honor is a big thing for her. Marshall was Owen’s best friend, by all rights, and he didn’t even think about asking for Owen’s side of the story. [color=742eba][i]“If you abandon your friend in their worst hour, you were never a friend to begin with. Owen should have popped off on you.”[/i][/color] [*]Charity Spencer. Too pure, far too pure. [color=742eba][i]“It’s almost foul.”[/i][/color] [*]People who complain about guns. [color=742eba][i]“Yeah, let’s just confiscate all the guns. Then what? Idiots.”[/i][/color] [*]Smelly people. Personal hygiene is probably the most important thing any person can practice? [color=742eba][i]“Just be clean. I’m not asking much.”[/i][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] F E A R S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=742eba][b]“So, I’m actually completely fearless… if I get in trouble, I can just be bought out of it. I guess being poor?”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/7okkQ0G.png[/img][/center] [hr][center][h3]D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] H I S T O R Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Victoria Helmsley was born when Sofia Helmsley chose a sperm donor and had herself inseminated. She is the only child, and always will be such, of the Helmsley’s crown princess. Upon her birth, which was a big deal in media, Victoria was blessed with a silver spoon in her mouth. She has used and abused this her whole life. She was brought up by a village, encapsulating the idea that it takes a village to raise a child. She has been influenced in her life by everyone from the Lyons, to the Darlings, to the power couple Jeramie. Only recently has she began her crusade, where she hits on almost anything with a pulse and sees if she can take it to her bedroom. This is not unlike her mother was at her age, and Victoria is shaping up to be quite the wild child. This is her way of rebelling against her mother, and all of the other parental figures in her life. It doesn’t make sense to Sofia, or any of them, but it never does. She’s a teenager after all. As demanding as any other Helmsley, she has a hard time keeping friends. She realized this at a young age, and rather than forcing people to be friends with her, she took a backseat until recently. For most of her life, Victoria has admired other people from afar, or judged them from an equal distance. Rarely taking the time to interact with people (which mostly ends poorly for her), she instead keeps an active word document with her opinions on virtually all of her peers, and most of the adults. In her opinion, her two closest friends are fellow drama kids Shauna Flynn and Vanilla Sunrise, whoever the latter may be. Despite not being overly social, Victoria’s last name earns her a bit of respect around the schoolyard — after all, if she’s a Helmsley, then surely she’s just like the other four. This, however, is far from true. Victoria considers the Candies a waste of time ([color=742eba][i]“Love does not exist, and you [b]cannot[/b] call yourself an organization of love when there is no love inside said organization.”[/i][/color]), she thinks Becca’s seeming infatuation with Hailey Green to be an epic of time wasted, she thinks Bailee could do better with her time — she’s burning away the best part of her life, and she also feels as if Brian could have fallen in love with anyone else, and already bedded them. She has no interest in school politics, or the family drama that the rest of her kin seem so keen on dumping upon the school. Victoria likes to go to drama, she likes to play the harp, and she likes to have sex. And eat popcorn. Lots of popcorn. [/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]A C A D E M I C S[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*]Drama [*]Band, in which she plays the harp [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][b]| B E S T |[/b] Music Art Creative writing [b]| W O R S T |[/b] Math Science Essay writing [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=742eba][b]| |[u] E X T R A N O T E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=742eba][b]742eba[/b][/color] FC is Madison Beer [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/4rItSe3.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/Rn4D1m0.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/QswW7oH.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/YtFG7Kd.png[/img][/center][/hider] [hider=Aiden Christian Elliot][center][hr][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/VhxV4Wd.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/kSYtlrL.png[/img] [hr][hr] [/center] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] N I C K N A M E (S) [/u]| |[/b][/color] [list][*]He doesn’t mind being called Christian [/list] [/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/CTPasgB.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/K1Bohtv.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/5CMTpOB.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] A G E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]16, 08/17 [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] G E N D E R [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Male [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] S E X U A L I T Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Heterosexual [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Single [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] O C C U P A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]N/A [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] C L A S S I F I C A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Junior [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] R O L E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Jock [/indent][/indent] [center] [/center] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] A P P E A R A N C E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]6’2” Lean Dresses casually Short hair Brown eyes [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/SRENpEm.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/3zVgrTb.gif[/img] [/center] [hr][center][h3]W H O A M I ?[/h3][/center] [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/4dIqeBM.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/5a74bXG.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/TZ5qmlU.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/nmzCamX.gif[/img][/center] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*]Carries around a small case of toothpicks, just in case [*]Has the same breakfast every Wednesday, with his parents. Two pieces of French Toast, four pieces of bacon, and a tall glass of orange juice. [*]Similarly, Tuesday is taco night. [*]Finally, Friday is ‘free-for-all Friday.’ Mom doesn’t cook, so he and Dad are left to fend for themselves. This typically leads to dino nuggets and frozen french fries baked in the oven at too high of a temperature for too long is dinner, and breakfast is sometimes ‘the breakfast of champions,’ as Dad calls it: microwaved dino nuggets slathered in an inhumane combination of ranch, BBQ sauce, hot sauce, and ketchup. Or cold cereal, whatever works. [*]Typically speaking, every second Saturday, the family goes and plays laser tag. Apparently, this is important to his mom and dad’s relationship; Aiden doesn’t care, he just enjoys laser tag. [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] D R E A M S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=25a360][b]“Professional golfer. No, seriously. Golf is actually pretty fun.”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*]Animals. [*]BBQ chips [*]The Steve Miller Band [*]Golf [*]Disc golf [*]Ice cream [*]Metal and rock music [*]Watching other people dance [*]Stand up comedy [*]The color green [*]Working at the family business during the summer. It’s a fine summer job [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] D I S L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*]Video games is going front and center, sorry Dad [*]Sausage; he’s a bacon guy [*]Having to work at the family business on the weekends during the school year. Only agrees sometimes [*]People who baby talk at their pets. Seriously, guys… [*]Not a huge fan of the Flash. Too OP. [*]The color brown. Often too dark and doesn’t compliment much. [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] F E A R S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=25a360][b]“I think it would be really embarrassing if people learned about what my dad does for a living…”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center] [/center] [hr][center][h3]D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] H I S T O R Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent]Aiden likes to look at the present and the future, and nimbly weaves around any discussion involving his family’s past. Instead, he focuses on the things that are happening now: they own a zoo, and have owned it for about 10 years now, his parents are very proud of it. His father worked very hard to afford it, though Aiden prefers not to discuss what his father does for a living, mostly because he considers it embarrassing. See, the truth is, Aiden’s father was a professional video game player and streamer, who now works part-time as an analyst for a few different eSports leagues. He made a ton of money off of tournament winnings and from his stream, which he still does occasionally, and used that to pursue a passion project with his wife: buying the zoo her parents owned, and running it themselves. Aiden’s father does alright for himself, but he’s busy, very busy. Eventually, Aiden’s parents decided that living off site wasn’t going to work very well, and moved to the zoo, where they now live in the second and third floors of the main guest center. This works for Aiden, as he enjoys spending time with the animals when he can, and even he admits: it’s a nice view when you wake up in the morning, almost like a personal savannah. At school, Aiden has worked hard to distance himself from whatever shadow his father may cast. Where his dad would have preferred him to take more interest in video games, and tabletop games, and perhaps just schoolwork in general, Aiden is a hard working athlete. He is a member of multiple sports teams, and proudly wears a letterman jacket all over the place. Even though his father is a little sad that Aiden looks down on his occupation, he and his wife are nonetheless supportive, and attend every game that they can. [/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]A C A D E M I C S[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*]Football. Number: 76. Position: Wide receiver. Is admittedly nervous about the team’s future without El Capitan. [*]Lacrosse team captain [*]Disc golf club [*]Baseball second baseman [*]Likes to play hockey and street hockey with friends [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][b]| B E S T |[/b] Biology PE Zoology [b]| W O R S T |[/b] Mathematics Computer science English [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=25a360][b]| |[u] E X T R A N O T E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=25a360][b]25a360[/b][/color] FC: Froy Gutierrez [/indent][/indent][hr] [center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/QJ8yiP9.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/CTl1Gbv.gif[/img][/center][/hider] [hider=Daisy Grace Pryor][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/CiNFLYK.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/qgju3Wn.png[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/16023e68fdba308b94b25b276827b57a/tumblr_n43djv0Snq1rumokyo5_r1_250.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/W4uYv6M.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/6913c3e0437a0d79d82e57d19b1229b3/tumblr_n4a2d20NO11sn22kzo4_r1_250.gif[/img] [sub][color=c962ac]Daisy Grace Pryor[/color][/sub] [img]https://i.imgur.com/4ffFVRj.png[/img] [sub][color=c962ac]"[i]The sun is up, so I am up, so I must play.[/i]"[/color][/sub][/center] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] N I C K N A M E (S) [/u]| |[/b][/color] [list][*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Daddy calls me [color=af1818][b]Flower[/b][/color]! Mommy calls me [color=f984e5][b]Minnie![/b][/color] Like the mouse!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“You can call me anything, as long as it isn’t mean!”[/b][/color] [/list] [/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] A G E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=fc7bd7][b]“I am fifteen, and I turn sixteen on May 19th. I’m a beautiful May baby! For my birthday I want a car! So I can travel!”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] G E N D E R [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=fc7bd7][b]“Princesses are girls! I’m a princess! That makes me a [i]girl![/i]”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] S E X U A L I T Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=fc7bd7][b]“I like boys! Maybe one day I’ll have a prince...”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=fc7bd7][b]Happily single, she wouldn’t even know what to do if she fell in love.[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] O C C U P A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=fc7bd7][b]“I don’t have a paying job! I volunteer a lot! I like to work at animal shelters where I can pet dogs! I also like to sing Christmas Carols when it’s time! With people in funny hats! I sing them all year at home, but Daddy says to wait till it’s time to sing them outside! When I turn sixteen I wanna be a Disney princess at Disneyland! I would like to be Rapunzel!”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] C L A S S I F I C A T I O N [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=fc7bd7][b]“I’m in 10th grade! Two more years and I’ll be out of school! I wanna be a voice actress, and sing!”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] R O L E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=fc7bd7][b]“I don’t think I have one of these! Oooh, I know! I’m a musician, because I sing! And I dance! I’m a singing dancer!”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=fc7bd7][b]“My hair is brown! People say I have a big smile! Some people say [i]too big[/i]! I don’t think there is any such thing. I like to dress in bright colors! Pastels! Summer colors! Dark colors are okay sometimes! Mostly bright! Greens, pinks, and blues are my favorites! Some people say that’s ‘basic!’ I wear dresses as much as I can! Sometimes, I wear a tiara for tea parties!”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/PyOU2V4.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/vZA178L.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/WgwMyy2.gif[/img][/center] [hr][center][h3]W H O A M I ?[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=fc7bd7][b]“I like to sing! So much that sometimes I just sing! Even in the middle of conversations, like in the movies!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“I have an aquarium in my house! It’s big! It has a lot of fishes in it, and a cool starfish! They are my friends!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“I try to dance with lots of people! Some people hate it! Scott hates it! AJ hates it! Owen ‘tolerates’ it! Trixie used to like it! She doesn’t visit anymore! I wish she did! Marshall was okay with it, but also doesn’t visit anymore! Parker likes it! Parker and I don’t dance very good together, but we have fun! I dance best with Marshall and Trixie!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“I like to change my hairstyle! Style, not color! Sometimes I braid it! Curl it! Pigtails!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Reading! I love storybooks!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“I like to smell flowers! I go to Hummingbird Creations to smell their flowers!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“I live in a castle! I love it!”[/b][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] D R E A M S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=fc7bd7][b]“I want to have a big pretty wedding! Parker will be there! I get to sing to everyone! And dance with everyone! One dance with all my guests!”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Disney! I love Disney! All my stuff is Disney merchandise! I watch the movies all the time! They make me happy!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Dogs! I really like dogs! I want to have one, but I can’t! Daddy doesn’t think I’m responsible enough! So I have fish!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Colors! I don’t think the world is colorful enough! Too dull, too dark! Too gritty! Everything should be beautiful and vibrant! Like meeee~!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“The word ‘racecar!’ It spells itself backwards! Cool!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Juice! I agree with Parker! Grape juice best juice!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Smiling!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Christmas time! I love the season of holidays! People smile! People are merry!”[/b][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] D I S L I K E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=fc7bd7][b]“People who are intentionally dark! Be bright!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Stinky people! Everyone should smell like flowers!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Girls who think they’re better than other girls because they’re tomboys! You’re not better, you’re just annoying!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Valentine’s day! It feels cheap and like cheating when people romanticize it! Be romantic all the time, dummies!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Crying! Even happy tears are sad!”[/b][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] F E A R S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=fc7bd7][b]“Snakes! What’s up with them!? They don’t have backs!”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/56F8ajo.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/IPHhS8K.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/iWF4OZE.gif[/img][/center] [hr][center][h3]D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T[/h3] [img]https://i.imgur.com/5tA0wHH.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/5tA0wHH.png[/img][/center] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] H I S T O R Y [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=fc7bd7][b]“Once upon a time, a beautiful princess moved to live with her father! She had waited very patiently to move in with him, because he was the most wonderful king in all the land. That wasn’t the only change in her life, though! Soon after she moved in, she met a prince so dashingly handsome, and so daringly good, that he stole her heart and her breath! From the day they met and onward, they both knew: their hearts belonged to one another. The princess married the man, and he became a prince! As a wedding present, her father, the King, bestowed upon them a castle all their own! A beautiful place to call their home, they filled it with what they filled everything with: joy. The castle is bright! Inviting! Warm! A place anyone would be happy to call home. It wasn’t long before the princess fell pregnant! Their baby was born! A lovely girl, they called her Daisy. After the flower! Her mother’s favorite. Her middle name? Grace! Because she’ll grow up to be full of Grace and poise! Her last name? Pryor of course! Surprise, I’m the baby. I grew up loved! Loved by my parents, by all my grandparents, by my aunts, uncles, great aunts, great uncles… My family is filled with love! I’m happy, and I couldn’t ever ask for more! I’ve gone to school, made great friends, and lived my best life! I’m gonna live it forever! One day, I’ll meet my prince, and I’ll have my own fairy tale!”[/b][/color][/indent][/indent] [hr][center][h3]A C A D E M I C S[/h3][/center] [hr] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][list][*][color=fc7bd7][b]“I’m in Choir! The teacher says I’m really good! I hope she’s right, I wanna be famous one day… I’ll get there!”[/b][/color] [*][color=fc7bd7][b]“Ballet! It’s my favorite kind of dancing! I miss Cyndi!”[/b][/color] [/list] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][b]| B E S T |[/b] [color=fc7bd7][b]“I like to do music! Math! English!”[/b][/color] [b]| W O R S T |[/b] [color=fc7bd7][b]“Stuff that is hard? Science! Sometimes essay writing! History! A lot to remember!”[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent] [indent][color=c962ac][b]| |[u] E X T R A N O T E S [/u]| |[/b][/color] [indent][color=fc7bd7][b]fc7bd7[/b][/color] FC: Kelli Berglund [/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/duQQJZ6.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/oF3DivM.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/3mAfl02.gif[/img][/center][/hider][/hider]