Ignore the ping; just making it easier for [@Star Lord] to review. [quote=@Inkarnate] [hider=character application] [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/O0M4C5C.png[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190128/88289b40e13979044eb099617fade9ca.png[/img][/center] [indent][indent][indent][color=gray]Lakisha Freeman was born to a single parent household in Cott’s Park, a rough lower middle class neighborhood in the Bainbridge Island metro area. Following her father’s death to a sudden, untreatable cancer when she was seven years old, Lakisha experienced the first sudden experience of her life. Had it not been for the influence of her maternal grandfather, she would’ve lacked a father figure throughout the bulk of her childhood. Growing up in a challenging financial situation taught Lakisha to be frugal and to plan ahead, though most of all it taught her the value of escapism and self-expression. This need to create would eventually lead to her unearthing her ability as an artist whether it was with a paintbrush or a pencil. It was one of the few things in her life that made her experiences living barely above the welfare line tolerable. Eventually, she found the opportunity to leave Cott’s Park through an art scholarship to Washington State University. Through time she would combine this with a degree in teaching that would lead her to return to the Bainbridge metro area and begin teaching in local public schools in the area. It’s been several years since then and while not being where she imagined she would be at twenty-nine years old she knows it could’ve turned out way worse; perhaps there’s a way she could attain her dream of painting murals across Cott’s Park and being featured in haughty art galleries?[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent] [hr] [u][b]Physical Traits[/b][/u] [indent][color=gray]Standing at 5’3” and of a slender yet athletic build, Lakisha has been shorter than every single significant other she’s had in her life. Fortunately, her shorter height hasn’t led her to have a lack of confidence, as evident from very impulsive decisions that have caused her to have a brush in with a police report or two. Her skin is a light-to-medium caramel with eyes that are old a few tones darker. This is in contrast with her ever-changing style, color, and cut of her hair. Naturally dark brown – almost black – her hair currently appears to be straightened with blonde highlights into a tight ponytail. A difference from her days in Washington State University where she wore her hair in a natural style. Her fashion style is what she sarcastically describes as “suburban chic”. As a teacher in a public high school there is no hardline on dress code, though she prefers to express herself in a way that keeps the students eyes on their homework and not on her. A long sleeve shirt, denim jeans, and pair of work boots is the most common items she brings into class and when not making a fool of herself.[/color][/indent] [b][u]Full Name[/u][/b] [indent][color=gray]Lakisha Janeway Freeman[/color][/indent] [b][u]Gender[/u][/b] [indent][color=gray]Female[/color][/indent] [u][b]Ethnicity[/b][/u] [indent][color=gray]African-American[/color][/indent] [b][u]Sexuality[/u][/b] [indent][color=gray]Heterosexual[/color][/indent] [b][u]Age[/u][/b] [indent][color=gray]29[/color][/indent] [b][u]Motives[/u][/b] [indent][color=gray]Other than paying the rent and being frustrated that her art degree wasn’t enough to get the hell out of Washington State? Lakisha can’t think of much. The idea that she could get out of the city she was born in and become featured in high society art galleries and blogs is still very much a pipe dream. This isn’t to say she hates her job is teaching a bunch of teenagers how to appreciate art and utilize their own creative talents, mind you. She just doesn’t [i]love[/i] it. She’s not one of those teachers who you see in Hollywood Movies and Television Shows where they are doing absolutely everything they can do for their students despite being nearly broke. Lakisha does what she has to do to meet her requirements and follow the curriculum. Perhaps she’ll learn to get over her own angst about not becoming the next Joan Mitchell or Faith Ringgold. Perhaps she’ll get her big break. Who knows?[/color][/indent] [b][u]Occupation[/u][/b] [indent][color=gray]High School Teacher Freelance Artist[/color][/indent] [hr] [/hider] [/quote] [quote=@Andreyich] [hider=For your viewing.] [hr] [center][img]https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/633870764270186496/DNtQxC1J_400x400.jpg[/img] [h2][b]Donny[/b][/h2][i]Lost, forgotten. Donny never really got a break. Born to Brazilian immigrants he did alright in school with most of his marks coming from gym, the arts and languages. He was just old enough to see the Vietnam war in its peak but didn't quite get the chance to participate in the thing army recruiters so romanticized. He got into university and performed acceptably if quite far from excelling in his chosen degree of English. He signed up as a reservist in the military after finding some difficulty in getting a good job and eventually decided to become a proper soldier. There was peace for a while, until the Gulf-War rolled around. He served faithfully receiving a purple heart after taking several bullets. The wound healed but the mind didn't as was the case for so many soldiers out there. He was made to seek psychiatric help, which ended up being a Doctor who he fancied to put it lightly. Only with her help could he make some semblance of recovery and reintegration to proper society, but alas it would not be; on the way to work one day she was hit by a bus before his very eyes no less. Already this was for more tragedy than any one man could properly handle, and from there the degradation began. Donny didn't go outside, didn't clean himself, didn't get a job prompting him to be fired. When Afghanistan rolled around he couldn't get back into the armed forces, and that was the nail in the coffin of a good citizen. Now Donny roams the streets, trying his best to forget without melting his brain with booze. [/i][/center] [hr] [u][b]Physical Traits[/b][/u] An old man with a beard now white with age. Donny is quite tall at 6'2 but is often at least somewhat hunched, often bringing him down to a mere five feet. He tries to keep hygienic but with his lifestyle this is usually in vain, and one can see the marks of dirt and grime upon him. His clothing will usually be in various states of disrepair depending on the last time he moseyed over to a mall for something new to re-appropriate. Often his clothes will be mismatched like a beaten top hat in conjunction with basketball shoes, swimming trunks over long-johns and a plastic rain coat. [b][u]Full Name[/u][/b] Sebastian Donovan Barretto [b][u]Gender[/u][/b] Male [u][b]Ethnicity[/b][/u] White-Hispanic (Branco) [b][u]Sexuality[/u][/b] A hole's a hole, am I right or what eh? [b][u]Age[/u][/b] 60 years old; Date of birth 13/2/1960 [b][u]Motives[/u][/b] Don is driven by the desire to live, not just survive. This is particularly difficult for someone with no disposable income or home but he manages. Be it showing strangers the way around town, finding some other veterans to reminisce with or some amazing discarded nudie magazines it is the little things that really matter, right? To some who have lived in the area for a while he may even be seen as a sort of local "celebrity" frequently seen making people passing by laugh and appearing in a youtube video or two giggling madly as "that creepy old guy" having jumped on the back of a teenager that thought homeless abuse is funny. However with the passing of time it is harder and harder for him to truly do so as he finds it harder to provide for himself and the chance of his final days being spent in a proper home get slimmer by the moment with suicide being ever more enticing. [b][u]Occupation[/u][/b] He has no job, he survives going around the streets telling stories to people that might pity him, stealing from malls, he is not above eating stray animals particularly in the winter. [hr] [/hider] [/quote] [quote=@thedman] I went for something a bit different from what I originally imagined, but I think it turned out well. [hider=Character] [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/vdVOgrC.png[/img] [h2][b]Alan[/b][/h2][i]I'm alright, for now. I grew up in what you'd call a bad neighborhood. Dad left us when I was a kid, so mom raised me. We were always poor, never had much. Things were tough, but I managed to survive long enough to pass high school. Went to community college, but I dropped out. Sorry, mom. I went from job to job. Flipping burgers, cleaning toilets, whatever I could find. Sometimes, though, it wasn't enough, and I had to get...creative. Let's just say I've had my fair share of run-ins with the law. I don't enjoy it, but I don't have a choice. For now, though, things aren't too bad. Nick is a...good business partner. He pays my bills, and I help him with his "errands". There's been a few close calls, but it's worked out pretty good so far. Don't know what's next after this, but for now, I'm alright. [/i][/center] [hr] [u][b]Physical Traits[/b][/u] Alan is 6'4", and has an athletic build. He tends to keep his hair short for convenience, and usually has a light stubble. While on the job, he wears the standard bouncer uniform: Combat boots, jeans, and a black polo shirt with "Nicky's" written where a shirt pocket would be. While not on the job, he prefers more casual clothes, usually sweatpants and a hoodie. [b][u]Full Name[/u][/b] Alan Gordon Foster [b][u]Gender[/u][/b] Male [u][b]Ethnicity[/b][/u] White [b][u]Sexuality[/u][/b] Heterosexual [b][u]Age[/u][/b] 24 [b][u]Motives[/u][/b] Alan is mostly concerned with survival- keeping food on his plate, and keeping himself out of prison. Past that, however, he isn't sure. He struggles to find what path in life he should take. He dreams of a time when he doesn't have to fight to survive, and can live a happy life without worrying about ending up on somebody's hit list. Until then, he's stuck where he is. His current arrangement isn't too bad, but it could be a hell of a lot better. [b][u]Occupation[/u][/b] On paper, Alan is a bouncer at Nicky's Gentleman's Club, a seedy strip club in Baltham. While this is true- when the club is open, he works as a bouncer, checking ID's and kicking out rowdy patrons, it is not the whole truth. The club's owner, Nicholas White, is a major drug dealer with mafia ties. The club itself is used to launder money, and to house drugs to be sent out to dealers across the city. Alan helps him carry out his business- attending drug deals, moving product, and occasionally dealing with threats to his operations. In return, Alan gets a slice of the profits. So far, it's proven to be a mutually beneficial arrangement. Due to the nature of his work, Alan carries a Glock 17 handgun on him almost all the time. While he has had some basic training on how to use it, his accuracy is passable at best. [hr] [/hider] [/quote] [quote=@DruSM157] I was press-ganged into this, I swear [hider=oh god here we go] [hr] [center][img] [/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190129/1cdeafe6aa548fe89ae15f95ed040166.png[/img] [/center] [indent][indent][indent][color=gray][/color][/indent][/indent][/indent] [hr] [u][b]Physical Traits[/b][/u] [indent][color=gray]David is tall enough, standing at around 5’10, but due to his lifestyle change and thanks to the drugs he takes, he’s begun to grow a slight paunch in the stomach region. Still, David is broad-shouldered enough to still be considered “strong”, however the past few years have led to his once youthful strength to become diminished. He can lift and run, but his stamina has greatly been reduced. His hair is cut short, black with grey tinges forming on the edges. His hair has also begun to thin. David’s clothes can be considered “bookish”. Glasses, tweed coats or all-weather jackets, slacks and nice shoes are his usual clothing when he has to leave. His once clean-shaven face is now considerably bearded, and whilst he does trim weekly, it has a habit of becoming wild and stringy, especially if he goes a day or two without washing. [/color][/indent] [b][u]Full Name[/u][/b] [indent][color=gray]David Harrison Marlowe[/color][/indent] [b][u]Gender[/u][/b] [indent][color=gray]Male[/color][/indent] [u][b]Ethnicity[/b][/u] [indent][color=gray]Caucasion[/color][/indent] [b][u]Sexuality[/u][/b] [indent][color=gray]Heterosexual[/color][/indent] [b][u]Age[/u][/b] [indent][color=gray]34[/color][/indent] [b][u]Motives[/u][/b] [indent][color=gray]David is continually chasing that one great story; the one that will cement him into the horror anthologies for the rest of his life. His books sell well enough and he has a fairly sizeable fan community, but beyond two books making the bestseller list, he’s never had “true” success like the industry giants. He constantly tries to find new ways to pull out the horror from his mind, but in recent months, he has constantly hit wall after wall. He’s found various things to blame: and the latest has been his medication. He will occasionally try to come off his medication, only to be plauged with nightmares and anxieties that leave him almost catatonic, until he is forced to take them again to be [i]normal[/i] again. Not that he ever feels normal anymore. [/color][/indent] [b][u]Occupation[/u][/b] [indent][color=gray]Published Author[/color][/indent] [hr] [/hider] [/quote] [quote=@Firecracker_] [hider=Gideon So] [hr] [center][img]https://c.stocksy.com/a/9EA700/z9/1707613.jpg[/img] [url=https://fontmeme.com/dont-doubt-the-god-font/][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190129/13171e9f1b5621b76cc02e155ec05c35.png[/img][/url] [h2][b]Gideon So[/b][/h2][i]Gideon was raised by FOB Korean parents, in a strict Christian household, but could never feel himself melding with his parents’ ideas of what they wanted him to be. While he wasn’t a terrible child, he minded them and did well in school, he never was quite on the same page as them. When he hit his teen years, the differences between he and his parents came to a head, and after a few stressful months or arguments over his future and career, Gideon finally left home 3 months before his eighteenth birthday. You see, Gideon’s parents had always hoped he’d be some predictable, boring doctor or lawyer or something of that measure, but Gideon always had more exciting prospects for himself. Perhaps he’d join the military to see the world, an idea his parents liked, but he figured the rules and restrictions would be too stifling. He wanted more [b]fun[/b]. Soon enough, Gideon figured out he didn’t really know what he wanted to do at all, but as people usually do, he needed money. He found most jobs boring, but being a bike courier was a breath of fresh air for him. It was active, out in the bustling city, and most of all, it was fun. So, for a few years now, he’s been couriering packages across the city, while trying to figure out what he really wants to do, but, he’s not made much progress. At least he’s having fun. [/i][/center] [hr] [u][b]Physical Traits[/b][/u] Gideon is fairly short, standing at 5’6’’ but after a few years of cycling, has developed prominent calves and legs. While not exactly shredded, his upper body is still fairly toned, and he has obviously tan lines from all his time in the sun. His hair is growing out, getting long all around. Soon enough, he’ll have enough going to have a sweet man bun going. When on his bike, Gideon is usually wearing a wide assortment of different clothes, sunglasses and helmets, usually a mismatched array of colors, mostly just to fit the weather. When off his bike, Gideon likes to just hang around in sweats and basketball shorts at home, but more fashionable, light techwear style clothing when out on the town. [b][u]Full Name[/u][/b] Gideon So [b][u]Gender[/u][/b] Male [u][b]Ethnicity[/b][/u] Korean-American [b][u]Sexuality[/u][/b] Heterosexual [b][u]Age[/u][/b] 22 [b][u]Motives[/u][/b] Mostly, Gideon is just trying to get the most out of life. He’s not quite sure where sees himself in the next twenty years or so, but he just wants to make sure the trip there is fun. Of course, he knows he needs to find something to really mete out a living further down the line, but he’s not at all discontent with where he’s at currently. As much as he’d hate to admit it, Gideon would prefer to get rid of all the animosity between he and his parents. The fact that they’re on such bad terms bothers him a lot, and it’s something of a sensitive topic for him. [b][u]Occupation[/u][/b] Bike Courier [hr] [/hider] here's my thingy [/quote] [quote=@Euphonium] [hider=cs app][hr][center][sup]ꜰᴄ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ: [url=https://www.facebook.com/Tomia.OfficialPage]ᴛᴏᴍɪᴀ[/url][/sup] [img]https://i.imgur.com/JzLUpWv.png[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190129/d9d1ae934946568dda04d10c07747e33.png[/img][/center] [indent][indent][indent][color=gray]Born to a family partly descended from Korean immigrants that had chosen to settle within Baltham, Washington during the Korean War, Noèle had lived two different lifestyles as she grew up. Despite Noèle's family having largely "Americanized" by the time of her birth, her home life remained largely unchanged from that of her relatives from Korea. Dishes such as Kimchi or Makchang, for instance, were as common in the Cheon household as pizza and burgers were in a school cafeteria. By the time Noèle was thirteen or so, her brother—Eric—had wound up with the wrong crew. Being a hoodlum, Eric had spent time in and out of jail because of his ignorance to commit crime until he had found himself a nice cold cell for several years, as his guilty verdict dictated. Despite the fact that Noèle loves her brother dearly, and that she wishes he would stop being such an idiot and better himself, she hasn't spoken with him in quite some time. Eventually, life had begun to change, as it always does, and Noèle had soon become an adult, finding her place among America's work force as an office assistant. Whilst her life as an adult isn't exactly royalty, Noèle has managed to keep herself afloat for the time being. Nonetheless, there are still many issues abound, such as ensuring bills are paid off or finding a suitable college-level school to go to, leaving Noèle's future uncertain.[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent] [hr][u][b]Physical Traits[/b][/u][indent][color=gray]Standing at one hundred and fifty four centimeters, Noèle is someone who has difficulty attempting to reach the top shelf. She retains a svelte, perhaps wispy build, largely due to her job and Noèle's insentience on staying active. Her light skin shines fair, appearing gentle and calm amidst her Asian features. Still, Noèle's hair and eyes lie on the darker side of the spectrum, with dark brown irises for eyes as well short, black hair that adorns the top of her head. When at home, she has a tendency to keep to casual clothing such as tees and sweatpants, though when Noèle does choose to go out she prefers to wear chic, or at least somewhat stylish clothing.[/color][/indent] [b][u]Full Name[/u][/b][indent][color=gray]Noèle Linn Cheon[/color][/indent] [b][u]Gender[/u][/b][indent][color=gray]Female[/color][/indent] [u][b]Ethnicity[/b][/u][indent][color=gray]Korean American[/color][/indent] [b][u]Sexuality[/u][/b][indent][color=gray]Heterosexual[/color][/indent] [b][u]Age[/u][/b][indent][color=gray]21[/color][/indent] [b][u]Motives[/u][/b][indent][color=gray]For someone still in her youth, Noèle has a to-do list of plans yet no time to cross anything off her list being the busy woman she is. She'd like to find her way out the minimum wage work force, perhaps by achieving a snazzy promotion or heading her own business, whatever that may be. Even more so, Noèle would prefer owning her own place rather than renting, even though bills and her current salary make that an impossibility. There also remains the case of forming a stable relationship with someone, though Noèle has had her thoughts towards putting such matters aside until her life allows her to settle down.[/color][/indent] [b][u]Occupation[/u][/b][indent][color=gray]Office Assistant[/color][/indent][hr][/hider] [@Star Lord] [/quote] [quote=@Symphoni] [hider=Ruby Song] [hr] [center][img]https://k.nickpic.host/BMzzNq.png[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190129/60f77ebe3aa6115db7eed1a3039be8af.png[/img] [color=gray][i]Born in a very wealthy family in Seoul, Korea, Ruby wanted for nothing. It wasn't wrong to say that she was born with a silver spoon in a her mouth. She grew up in Korea, but after finishing high school, the family decided to move over to Baltham, Washington in the USA when her father made plans to expand his business overseas. All the whining, tantrums and complaints, she did were of no use, and all of her objections were ignored which left her a very unhappy girl. Adjusting to a new country with an entirely new culture was not easy. Fortunately, the blow was lessened by not having to cope with learning a new language as well, as English was something she grew up learning. To cope with homesickness, she opened up her own Youtube channel, where she talks about Korea, and explain its culture and music to those that are interested along with some gaming on the side. She does frequent vlogging after receiving great responses on her first couple of videos. [/i][/color][/center] [hr] [u][b]Physical Traits[/b][/u] [color=gray]Ruby stands at 5 feet 6 inches and has a slender build. The first facial feature you’ll recognise of her are those highly distinctive chocolate brown eyes that she possess. Her face is oval in shape, her nose pert, and her lips a healthy shade of pink. In times of happiness, darling little dents of delight appears on her youthful visage, the dimples ever present whenever any form of smile or grin makes itself known. Her hair is a lovely shade of soot black that complements her fair ivory skin very well. Although she occasionally wearing her chest-level hair down, Ruby usually wears her hair up in a ponytail or plaited down her front to allow her ease of movement in her daily activities. Clothing wise, she tends to prefer comfortable clothing, such as hoodies, blouses, and printed t-shirts. Pants, along with an occasional dress are also common attire.[/color] [b][u]Full Name[/u][/b] [color=gray]Ruby Song Miyeon[/color] [b][u]Gender[/u][/b] [color=gray]Female[/color] [u][b]Ethnicity[/b][/u] [color=gray]Korean[/color] [b][u]Sexuality[/u][/b] [color=gray]Heterosexual[/color] [b][u]Age[/u][/b] [color=gray]20[/color] [b][u]Motives[/u][/b] [color=gray]Ruby has never been the type to succumb or give up in the face of adversity or bow down to challenges. Not entirely accustomed to life in Baltham yet despite being here for three years, she is determined to not be a loser and make the most of her new life her in America. She loves the saying, [i]when live gives you lemons, make lemonade[/i], and it is something she constantly reminds herself of. She is simply a girl trying to make the best of her unhappy life in a new country, not knowing what the future has in store for her.[/color] [b][u]Occupation[/u][/b] [color=gray]Student/Youtuber[/color] [hr] [/hider] [/quote]