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This sounds cool! I'm interested.

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๐“๐“ช๐“ถ๐“ฎ
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Jessica Catherine Briarwood

๐“๐“ฐ๐“ฎ & ๐“‘๐“ฒ๐“ป๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ญ๐“ช๐”‚
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17; October 23 2002

๐“๐“น๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ป๐“ช๐“ท๐“ฌ๐“ฎ
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5'5"; Brown Eyes - Brown Hair; Ecto-mesomorph

๐“ฉ๐“ธ๐“ญ๐“ฒ๐“ช๐“ฌ
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โ™ Scorpio โ™

๐“–๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป ๐“˜๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐”‚
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Cis-woman; she/her

๐“ข๐“ฎ๐”๐“พ๐“ช๐“ต ๐“ž๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ฝ๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ธ๐“ท
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Homosexual

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High School Senior; Soccer Scholarship

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Bethlehem, PA, USA

๐“ก๐“ธ๐“ต๐“ฎ
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To be determined by overlord
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๐“Ÿ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ผ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ช๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐”‚
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๐“—๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ธ๐“ป๐”‚
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
There was not a single moment of Jessica Briarwood's childhood where she did not feel stifled. Stifled by her overbearing conservative parents, stifled by the Catholic school she grew up at, stifled by not being free to be her true self. She'd gotten pretty good at bottling it all up, at least until it would all bubble over into an outburst of rage. The first time was when she punched her fist through a window in 4th grade. After that she'd needed six stitches and a whole year of anger management classes.

Still, it wasn't all so bad. Her family were comfortably middle-class and she never really wanted for anything. She had an elder brother who was always there to look at for her, at least until he moved away for college. And she had found soccer as an outlet, it helped that she was talented at it too.

Things only got really shit in sophomore year. She was outed to her parents by the gym teacher who caught her making out with the soccer team goalkeeper after practice. To say her strict Catholic parents were disappointed that their darling daughter turned out to be gay would be an understatement. Things rapidly deteriorated from then on.

Even before, Jessica had been searching for boarding schools with athletic scholarships. Her parents would hate not being able to micromanage her life but even they wouldn't stand in the way of her getting the best education she could get. She'd had trials for a few scholarships but they'd never worked out. So when she received her acceptance letter for a full scholarship at Alexandrina Prep, in the first year they were even offering them, it was with a mixture of disbelief and relief. She wasn't sure what to expect, but it had to better than her current existence, right?


๐“ก๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ผ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“น๐“ผ
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Ooh, I'm interested :) will put a CS together and hop on the discord this weekend
I'm interested!





โญ โญ โญ The Star โญ โญ โญ


When the closing door woke her up at 6:30am Lottie was hardly surprised. This was a regular occurrence with her roommate. She rolled over, buried her head in the pillow and drifted back into sleep. Nothing, not even Mia, was going to ruin her lie in. No class meant no alarm, and Lottie intended to make the most of it.

Mia was annoying at the best of times, but having to share a room with her was torture. Lottie had tried to explain to her mum again this summer that she needed a private room, but her complaints were as ineffective as usual: "I'm spending enough on that school already. You can survive sharing a room." Her roommate would turn up at the weirdest hours with the weirdest injuries and definitely wasn't as quiet as she thought she was. Worst of all, she was too damn nice - all the time. Maybe it was a culture thing, but the only time you'd catch Lottie being so friendly was if she really hated someone. Still, Lottie couldn't deny that a roommate who was never around suited her.

The sun was well up in the sky when Lottie was woken by the buzzing of her phone. She groaned and reached for her bedside table, sending the stack of books she was already well behind on reading for lit. class spilling onto the floor. She got the phone unlocked, but the brightness stung her eyes as she squinted at the time: 9:07am. Her notifications had been blowing up for the last 10 minutes for some reason. It would have to wait, Lottie never did anything until she'd had her morning coffee. Still dressed in her pyjamas she lazily wandered to the second floor kitchen. There were a few other students milling around but none that would break her out of her half-asleep state to socialise. Armed with her usual flat white she retreated back to her room.

It took several minutes of searching under piles of her discarded clothes to find her hormones. Lottie was not the tidiest of people, although Mia had never complained about it even if it did bother her. She popped back a tablet with her first swig of coffee. After a few more sips of coffee Lottie felt a lot more prepared to face her phone. Her initial curiosity gave way to confusion as she scrolled through a lot of new follows and comments about "the Elites". Someone called her a "star โญ" though, that was nice. She flicked through to her messages and sent a text before continuing with her morning regime.


It was more like 9:45 when Lottie eventually made it down to the school ground. She'd put together an outfit of her favourite skater dress, wool tights and a big cashmere cardigan. It might be sunny today but it was still September in England. She stopped for a moment to admire her reflection in a window - she looked cute as fuck. Today was going to be a good day. She took in a deep breath of fresh air and let the feelings of euphoria wash over her.

The festival grounds were already busy, with music blasting and the smells of mouth-watering foods wafting through the air. But the biggest crowd of all were gathered at the entrance. Even on tiptoes Lottie couldn't spot what they were all looking at and she didn't really want to go barging her way through. Instead she decided to find some breakfast and then try her luck at finding someone who might know more. She found a warm pastry and a bench and settled down, keeping an eye out for anyone she recognised to wave over.



Messaging Mailani (@amore).
Once a week will work for me. Will try put a character together this weekend. :-)
Ah, I'm not 100% I can keep up with twice a week and I don't want to let the RP down so anyone else is welcome to my spot

@morbidity
@Jarl Coolgruuf
I'm intrigued..

๐Ÿ…’๐Ÿ…—๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…›๐Ÿ…ž๐Ÿ…ฃ๐Ÿ…ฃ๐Ÿ…” ๐Ÿ…“๐Ÿ…” ๐Ÿ…—๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ค๐Ÿ…ฃ๐Ÿ…”๐Ÿ…ฅ๐Ÿ…˜๐Ÿ…›๐Ÿ…›๐Ÿ…”


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Charlotte de Hauteville

๐“๐“ฐ๐“ฎ & ๐“‘๐“ฒ๐“ป๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ญ๐“ช๐”‚
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17; December 29 2002

๐“ฉ๐“ธ๐“ญ๐“ฒ๐“ช๐“ฌ
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Sun: Capricorn โ™‘
Moon: Scorpio โ™
Ascendant: Cancer โ™‹


๐“–๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป ๐“˜๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐”‚
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Trans-femme, she/her

๐“ข๐“ฎ๐”๐“พ๐“ช๐“ต ๐“ž๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ฝ๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ธ๐“ท
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Queer

๐“ก๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ผ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“น ๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ช๐“พ๐“ผ
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Single

๐“—๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ฎ๐“ฝ๐“ธ๐”€๐“ท
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London, UK

๐“ก๐“ธ๐“ต๐“ฎ
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The Star โญ

๐“ฏ๐“ฌ | ๐“ฌ๐“ฌ
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Hunter Schafer | FF7F50
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๐“Ÿ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ผ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ช๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐”‚
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๐“—๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ธ๐“ป๐”‚
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Eldest child of a Conservative peer and heir to an aristocratic line, Charlotte de Hauteville was born to lofty expectations. Her life was planned out in careful detail from the day she was born - the best education money could buy, a degree from Oxford, and a fast track to the upper echelons of the Tory party. Young Lottie's opinions on her future were unimportant. But it didn't take too long for all her father's best laid plans to unravel.

Lottie was 13 when she found the words to describe what she had been feeling all along. Coming out as transgender threw a major wrench in her father's plans for her future. It also destroyed what little relationship they had ever had. Her mother was supportive, and following an acrimonious divorce agreed sole custody of her new daughter. The generous financial settlement left plenty for Lottie to enroll at the prestigious Alex Prep. She was determined to keep her head up, work hard, and find success somewhere, somehow - if only to spite her father.

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@oh_lottie ANSWERED A QUESTION...
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DON'T YOU HAVE A MIDDLE NAME?

i used to have like 5 but replacing them all seemed like a lot of effort


@oh_lottie MADE A POST...
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i unironically like twilight..

..sorry


@oh_lottie ANSWERED A QUESTION...
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WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?

emotional labour for toxic men ๐Ÿ’”

but uh really.. like reading//dancing//movies, i guess? am i boring?


@oh_lottie ANSWERED A QUESTION...
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WHAT DO YOU LIKE? WHAT DO YOU HATE?

like: i stan taylor swift, literally anything with timothee chalamet, cinammon rolls

hate: i try very hard not to hate but people who end texts with a full stop are literally satan


@oh_lottie MADE A POST...
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just blocking anyone who sends "can i ask you a question?" in DMs.. i don't need to hear your transphobic bullshit for the millionth time


@oh_lottie ANSWERED A QUESTION...
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DO YOU HAVE ANY HABITS/QUIRKS?

yeah i know i make weird noises when i eat, stop calling me out


@oh_lottie MADE A POST...
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idk why fem bottoms are the face of daddy issues when you masc tops are out there in the gym training to kill your father


@oh_lottie MADE A POST...
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i swear to god if another person calls me bro... ๐Ÿ˜ค
DADDY ISSUES


@oh_lottie
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rich ~ trans ~ hot as fuck ~ you know you love me
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Key โญ๏ธ: Friendship ๐ŸŒธ: Attraction โค๏ธ: Romance โŒ: Distaste
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