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What Are You Listening To?

CLOSED (Formally Aces High)

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>> Sol's Outfit <<


Location: Airport -> The Bus Stop -> Aces High -> Cabin
Interacting with: | Uncle Zeke | Maggie | Noah |
_{(@smarty0114)}

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The six hour flight from Philadelphia to Los Angeles would have gone smoothly for Solana if it weren't for the seemingly large number of wailing babies, foul-smelling passengers, and the consistent shoving of the back of her seat by an insubordinate eight year old boy. She was already in a funk due to the fact that she was being forced to spend her entire Summer at camp, but the tiresome flight had almost tipped her over the edge. It took every ounce of strength in Solana's body to keep her from biting the young boy's head off. In order to stay calm, she put her earbuds in and closed her eyes, trying her hardest to drown out the world around her.

"Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week, fucked around and got a triple double
Freakin' niggas every way, like MJ
I can't believe today was a good day"

By the time the plane landed, Solana had gone through most of her playlist, and her neck was sore from all of the kicking. She rolled her neck and stretched out her cramped up legs whilst waiting for her two suitcases to roll around at the baggage claim. She was on her way towards the airport exit, headed right towards one of the parking lots, when her phone vibrated in her pocket. Solana stopped near a water fountain and leaned her suitcases against the wall before answering the call.

"No, I didn't make a run for it, yet. No, I still ain't excited to be going to this wack ass camp. No-" Solana was cut off by a booming laugh.

"So I guess your first plane ride didn't go as well as you planned it, huh?" Uncle Zeke said, emitting another brief chuckle.

"I almost had to put the hands on some little kid for kicking my seat," Solana said tiredly, "I couldn't get any sleep. And that airplane food? Garbage. I would kill for a hoagie, right about now." For another five minutes, Solana vented to her Uncle about the airline and her impending departure to Aces High. Their conversation had to be cut short when Sol realized that she was on the verge of missing the bus. "I'll talk to you later, Unc. I gotta go." She ended the call before he got the chance to say goodbye, grabbed hold of her suitcases once more, and quickly walked outside of the airport. She arrived to the Aces High bus right on time to see a young brunette woman board the bus. Solana followed in her footsteps; she hopped up the steps, gave the bus driver her name, and found an empty seat close to the front of the bus. She ended up putting her earbuds back in her ears and closing her eyes, so if someone had decided to take a seat next to her, she was virtually unaware.

A few hours later, Joe announced that they were at the end of the road. Solana waited to be the last to get off, wanting to avoid being pushed and shoved in the large crowd of overly excited teenagers. Pretty soon, the camp director had given her an envelope containing her cabin assignment, and Solana was off to the Queen of Spades cabin. On the way, she nodded in greeting to a few unfamiliar faces. Sure, she was still extremely pissed off that she'd been forced to attend, but she figured she may as well make her time spent here as enjoyable as she could. She wasn't too fond of camp, but she did like meeting new people.

Upon entering the cabin, Solana first noticed a young woman with piercing gray eyes and a camera slung around her neck. Not too far away sat a young, baby-faced male; he'd already began to unpack his belongings. "Wassup roomies?" Solana said, slinging her own bags onto one of the empty bunks, "You two ready for ten whole weeks of Summer camp?"

The Character Vault

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CLOSED (Formally Aces High)

Solana Monroe

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♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ♠ ♡ ♢ ♣

"The worst experiences make the best stories."

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║ Camper Name ║

Solana N. Monroe

║ Birthday, Age, Gender ║

» 1/1
» 17
» Female

║ Address ║

1221 Cottman Ave Philadelphia, PA 19111

║ Allergies ║

None.

║ Medications at Camp? ║

None.

║ Activity Restrictions? ║

None.

║ Emergency Contact ║

Sabrina Monroe, Mother, [phone]
Zeke Jones, Uncle, [phone]

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Got a whole tank of dopamine, flush it
You're only as low as you think, fuck it
You're never as low as you think, nah, nah, man
you're never as low as you think

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║ Nicknames ║

"Sol"
"Ana"

║ Sexual Orientation & Relationship Status ║

Solana is bisexual, but leans more towards females.
Single

║ Appearance ║

Solana is a slender black woman, standing at five feet seven inches tall and weighing in at a little over one-hundred thirty pounds. Her soft-curled, shoulder length hair is dense but yielding, and thick enough to lose your fingers in. Although having a head full of hair, Solana prefers to wear her hair in protective styles such as box braids and weaves, which allow her hair to grow quicker and healthier. While at the camp, however, she's decided to stick with her natural hair. There's a certain elegance in the way that Solana holds herself: a good posture, long confident strides and a head held high. She often looks taller than her height of 5"7 considering that she's always wearing heels when she has the chance.

Her eyes are large and almond shaped, the brown of the iris so dark that it almost appears to be black. Her eyes are fringed with long, thick lashes. She has a short, delicate nose and perfectly arched, dark eyebrows. Her face is heart-shaped; she has high cheekbones and a pointed chin. Her lips are full and always covered with a clear lip gloss. When smiling, you can see that she has two rows of perfectly white teeth, a slight overbite present. Solana typically spends about thirty minutes to an hour every morning applying a face full of makeup, but does not plan on wearing as much while at the camp.

When it comes to her fashion sense, it can be summarized as "Urban Fashion," an edgy look that reflects lifestyle, attitudes and individuality. She prefers to go to thrift shops to find clothes that she can make into something new. She has helix and lobe piercings in both of her ears, and a stud in her nose. When it comes to jewelry, Solana likes to be a bit flashy. She'll always wear her large pair of hoop earrings, along with numerous rings and bracelets.

║ Personality ║

The Positive:

• ⋗ Humorous ⫻ Solana is, more often than not, the friend that is constantly cracking jokes and/or making others laugh. She has a great sense of humor.
• ⋗ Articulate ⫻ She is well-spoken, when she wants to be.
• ⋗ Intelligent ⫻ She has both book and street intelligence; Solana has been in the top twenty of her class since middle school, and possesses knowledge and wisdom applicable in the real world.

The Negative:

• ⋗ Noncommittal ⫻ "Why is everyone so focused on 'finding the one?' We're still young, and I'm sure as hell not gonna be tied down before I get the chance to live!"
• ⋗ Straightforward/Blunt ⫻ She tends to be a little too honest with people and doesn't really stop to consider how the person she's speaking to will feel about what she has to say. "No filter."
• ⋗ Short-Tempered ⫻ Self explanatory. She gets mad very quickly, and it's hard to calm her down once she's upset.

More in depth:
If you had to describe Solana in one word, most people would choose terms along the lines of "intelligent", "free-spirited" or "witty". A textbook extrovert, Sol loves to chat with people (unless she's having a bad day, in which case she'll lean towards negativity and passive-aggression), make others laugh, and tends to be genuinely friendly. She does not shy away from talking to strangers. Solana is a seemingly calm and laid-back girl, yet is by no means a pushover. She can more than take care of herself, but is smart enough to know when to pick a fight and when to let something go. She is someone who isn't weighed down by the troubles of everyday life, is not restricted by other people's opinions, and is always herself regardless of the situation.

She is, more often than not, confident in herself and her actions, often to a fault. She is very blunt, has trouble asking for help, and hates admitting when she's wrong. When things don't go as she planned or in a positive direction, she can get frustrated very easily. Sol also has a bit of a "potty mouth," and uses profanity even when she isn't trying to. She also has a lot of trouble controlling her temper, and whenever someone pushes her to her limit, she'll snap; it will often result in her yelling a large number of obscene words, throwing objects, and even going as far as to get physical. Despite all of her shortcomings, there's no denying that Solana is usually kind and dependable. If you ask her to meet you somewhere, she will be there; if she promises to do something, she will do it; if you ask her for help, she will do everything in her power to assist. Underneath the frustrated sighs and eye-rolls lies a person who's kind and caring at the core.

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The need for change bulldozed a road down the center of my mind. - Maya Angelou

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║ My Dreams ║

"I just want to rap. I want to be able to spread my own unique message that has never been said before. This is one of the only ways I can honestly express myself without having to worry about the hassle of pretending to be who everyone else wants me to be. I love hip hop as an art, and being able to tell a story and express yourself through music by letting the world hear your thoughts is just... amazing."

║ Fears ║

• Failure
• Heights
• Cops

║ Likes ║

☑ Rap/Hip-Hop. She especially loves 80's/90's rap music; you'll often find her listening to or humming old Tupac, Biggie or Nas songs.
☑ Football ("Steelers Nation, baby!")
☑ Reading. She'll read anything besides cheesy romance novels.
☑ Good Vibes
☑ Sci-Fi
☑ Spicy foods
☑ Cannabis

║ Dislikes ║

☒ Country Music, the only exception being one Rascal Flatts song.
☒ Racism, Prejudice, Homophobia, etc.
☒ Parties. She's always been more of a "kick-back" kind of girl; she'd rather chill with a bunch of friends, smoke and vibe to some good music.
☒ Heights are a big no-no. It took a lot of deep breathing exercises for her to even step foot onto the plane to California.
☒ Sweet/Sugary snacks. Her teeth are super sensitive.
☒ Most alcoholic beverages. If it isn't flavored, she won't drink it.

║ Brief History ║

Solana was born and raised in Philly, the unplanned product of Sabrina Monroe's one night stand with a stranger whom she'd met at a bar. Rather than have his best friend raise the child alone, Zeke Jones stepped up to the plate; he did everything that a father was supposed to do for their child, but always made sure Solana knew that he was her uncle.

Like most Jamaican heritage households, the Monroe family had a very strong bond. The extended family - grandparents, aunts, uncles, nannies, and even neighbors - were all involved in Solana's upbringing. Although very strict, Solana's mother could sometimes be very fun-loving and encouraging. She pushed her to do her best, academically and athletically, and took responsibility very seriously. Since the age of five, Solana had been expected to do chores daily, all while maintaining an A average. Solana pushed her daughter to strive for perfection because nothing less would be acceptable.

By the time Solana was a teenager, she'd grown into a fine, mature young lady. She was the top in her class, the captain of her basketball team, and never broke any set rules or boundaries. That all changed, however, when she turned fourteen. She started to hang around with the "wrong crowd," as her mother would call them; a few of them were petty criminals, dope dealers, or just well-known neighborhood troublemakers. Despite having these bad reputations, however, these new friends were not all that bad; they always had each other's backs. Pretty soon, Sol began to break curfew, staying out late to smoke, drink, or run around with her friends; her grades started to slip; and the relationship between she and her mother grew dysfunctional. It was around this time, with this group of friends, that her love for rap and hip-hop really began to take off. By the time she turned seventeen, she knew exactly what she wanted to do with her life and who she wanted to become; it was all thanks to her little band of troublemakers.

When Solana finally shared her passion for music with Sabrina, the woman just wasn't having it. The way she saw it, there was no way that her only daughter would chase such a foolish dream; it would be more practical to become a doctor or lawyer. Infuriated with her daughter, Sabrina saw only one solution: Summer camp. Solana's mother hoped that this time away from her friends, or removing her from the situation, would help "straighten her back out" into the little girl she used to be. Once she was told of the camp, Solana argued about it for days, but this did not stop her mother from signing her up.

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║ Suit Assignment ║

Fill this out when we give you a suit: Hearts, Clubs, Spades, Diamonds. That will determine your cabin assignments and teams for the ten weeks at camp

║ Do you want to be here? ║

"Why in the hell would I want to spend ten whole weeks on the other side of the country with a bunch of kids I don't care to know, singing Kumbaya around a camp fire and getting sunburned?"

She does not want to be at the camp, but will do whatever she has to do in order to make the Summer go by quickly.

║ Extra information ║

FC: Zendaya ; #CA1107

Shattered Reality (A Superhero High school RP )

@TrulyAwakened
If you do reboot/revive this, I'd love to join.

Post Your Pikcha

Not a selfie, but I was really excited to get my first tattoo done today.
One down, at least a dozen more to go!

(I'm the middle)

The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

Jazmine is "open" to interaction as well... She may not be very warm and friendly, however, so it's up to you all.

What Are You Listening To?

100 Days of Summer

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@HylianRose}

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Jocelyn sighed in relief, very pleased to hear that Damar wasn't planning on leaving so soon. She was about to agree with Kai about heading to the garden when her cell phone vibrated in her pocket. Right when she finished reading the mass text from Elizabeth, Damar yelled excitedly about watermelon and Ronnie yelled something about getting their "sexy" bodies out to the pool. "I guess I'll go put on a bathing suit, then?" Jocelyn said as she headed in the opposite direction of Damar, back towards her bedroom. Inside of her large duffel bag, she'd packed six different bathing suits, but chose the first one she could get her hands on.

Five minutes later, she was headed back downstairs towards the pool, a large beach towel tucked under one armpit and a bottle of sunscreen under the other. Although she wasn't a big fan of watermelon, nor did she know what the hell "chicken" was, but she was glad that their Summer vacation was back on track. Jocelyn arrived at the pool just in time to see Elizabeth carrying a large box in her hands filled to the brim with floats. "I can help you blow those up, if you want." Jocelyn said as she placed the towel and sunscreen on the nearest lounge chair.

The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

<sub>{"And when I breathed, my breath was lightning."}
- Black Elk
Interacting With: | outfit</sub>

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Jazmine raised her brow and frowned when the young girl gripped her wrist. Was her hand...wet? If she hadn't guessed it before, it now became crystal clear: Kassandra was not from around here. Nevertheless, Jaz forced a smile and nodded her head. "Girl, you're supposed to shake my hand," she said, grabbing the girls hand and placing it in her own, "like this." She was about to say more when another redhead woman, the third she'd seen in a matter of minutes, bumped into Kassandra. The collision caused the young redhead to fall to the ground, a patch of ice forming on the ground to break her fall. Jazmine stared blankly at the two young ladies for a brief moment, listening as they both spewed apologies. Next, she picked up her duffel from the ground, muttering a quick "I'll catch you later," to Kassandra before turning on her heels and walking away.

She'd only been at the Academy for a few minutes, but was already beginning to feel rather bored. After her strange interaction with the girl who smelled faintly of seawater, Jazmine had no intention of striking up conversation with another, wanting to avoid any more awkward encounters. Instead, she returned back to her original spot, scooping up Salem in her arms. "So are they just gonna make us wait out here all day?" Jaz wondered aloud, scratching the cat behind his ears, "they need to hurry the hell up, isn't that right Sal?" She probably looked a bit odd, talking to a cat instead of socializing with other students, but she didn't rightfully care. She did not come to the academy to make friends; she came to train, to better herself. Friendship was unnecessary.