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Second Horizons

Desmond Everett Free

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_{(FC: Christopher McCrory; Dialogue: 40c095)}

♫ “I know you'll write me off
I know you're always gonna count me out
You think I'm gonna let you down?
Just wait...
Gonna show what I've got left
You haven't even seen my best
Just wait...” ♫

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► How many years have you attended Second Horizons?

“This will be my first year.”

► What team color would you like? Do you think you'll get it?

“Green is my favorite color, it’s the color of weed, and the color of Christmas trees. Basically the best color ever. I have no idea if I’ll get it… is it like a competition or something? I just vibe with green, dude.”

► Is this your choice to attend? If not, what can we do to accommodate you?

“Hell yeah, man, I love the snow. Usually I travel abroad with the fam on winter break, but this year I decided to stay local-ish for… reasons. Tryna’ meet some new friends from all over the country that like the same things as me, ya feel?”

► Any allergies, disabilities, or special circumstances we should be aware of?

“I dunno… does being a daredevil count as a special circumstance? Listen, I might do some dumb shit and get myself a little busted up, but don’t worry about it, I consent in advance and it’s all my fault. I promise I won’t sue or anything, it’s chill.”

► Do you have experience with any winter sports? Would you like lessons?

“HA! Do I have any experience with winter sports, they ask. Check me out @D.Freek on all socials, that’s where I post all of my stunts and snow content. Mainly I’m a boarder, but I’ve tried pretty much all of the winter sports… except the luge. Damn, do ya’ll have a luge track? That shit looks hella fun at the winter olympics.”

► What are you looking forward to?

“Hitting the fresh powder, filming sick content for the Tok, Christmas, making friends, maybe meeting a snow bunny to cuddle up with. Heck, this is the best time of the year, what’s NOT to look forward to?!”

► What are you not looking forward to?

“Wait, damn, that was legit your next question, huh? Well… if I have to pick something to not look forward to, it’s probably the bunkbeds and shared sleeping area sitch. I usually sleep naked so a little privacy would be nice… but I can get creative if I need to.”

► Tell us a little bit about yourself:

“I live for the thrill and to chill, man. Those are the two main moods, thrill and chill. Sometimes I like to mix ‘em. You ever gotten blitzed and gone boarding? It’s hella tight. But I don’t know, talking about myself like this is weird, feels like a job interview or something, and I hate those. Anyway, I like to think I’m friendly and easy to get along with. I only have a younger sister so I like to treat my friends like the brothers I never got to have, and I got brothers all over the world now. I think I’m also like… a bit of a hopeless romantic… is that lame to say? Ah, whatever, I don’t care if it is. I got a lot of failures under my belt but I’m really trying to find the one, you know? I wanna find a girl like me, one who wants to see the world with me, and who can keep up with my shenanigans but also likes to chillax at the end of an eventful day of adventures. I guess I’m a little needy, that might be what drives ‘em away. I just like to feel loved, man. This shit is bumming me out though, what’s the next question?”

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► Noteworthy appearance traits:

❄️Black hair, a few inches long, sometimes gelled up but mostly just floppy out of laziness
❄️Icy blue eyes
❄️6’3, 180lb, with a slim athletic build
❄️A forearm sleeve tattoo that he got started upon turning 18 years old and has had 3 separate sessions to add to it since
❄️16mm black ear gauges
❄️Strong jawline and bone structure
❄️Comfy casual style with alternative influences: black pants, band shirts, brand merch (Volcom, Burton, etc.), snow gear, sometimes just sweatpants and a hoodie

► Noteworthy luggage items:

🏂 His beloved snowboard
🏂 GoPro camera and other equipment to film tricks
🏂 A healthy stash of gorilla glue strain
🏂 The Christmas Bong
🏂 A copy of Halo 3 and an extra Xbox controller
🏂 His phone & charger, he literally can’t live without his social medias

► Quirks:

• Serial Monogamist — His upbringing made Desmond a little starved for affection and thus, he does not stay single for very long. Being in a relationship is almost part of his identity. His last break up was 2 months ago, this is one of his longer stretches of singledom since middle school.
• Christmas Enthusiast — Des has a super soft spot for all things Christmas, including the cheesy holiday songs. Christmas was one of the only times that he was guaranteed time with his mother, father, and sister all at once, so he cherishes it.
• TikTok Famous — Dez has a moderate following on TikTok, which he has turned into a following on Instagram, Twitter, and YouTube as well. Dezzy hopes to use this following he has gained by posting snowboard tricks and stunts to gain sponsorship and hopefully be able to go pro. He is literally putting all of his eggs in this basket for the future and isn’t planning on going to college, much to his father’s chagrin.

► Likes/Dislikes:

✔ All things winter (Snow, Boarding, Christmas, Hot Cocoa, etc.)
✔ Chilling out (Smoking, video games, movie nights, eating, etc.)
✔ Heavy music (Hardcore, nu metal, alternative, punk rock, grunge, etc)
✖ Cats, he’s allergic and he’s never met one that wasn’t an asshole
✖ Staying in one place for too long, he was born to travel and see the world
✖ School work, life behind a desk is just not for him

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► Brief history:

William Free was a very particular man. A businessman from Seattle, Washington, whose job oftentimes took him to major cities all around the globe. Being the particular man that he was, William always travelled in the same exact way. The same airports, same airlines, always first class, and always the third row seat on the right. This routine led to Bill encountering many of the same flight attendants and, over time, one in particular caught his eye. A striking blue-eyed brunette by the name of Annalise Becker, although her last name wouldn’t remain Becker for long. After a dozen or so shared flights and conversations, Bill had asked Anna on a date. After a year of courtship, he proposed, and a year after that, they were married. Annalise had become a flight attendant because of her love of travel. While Bill was a bit of a square, Anna was an adventurous free spirit. One would not expect such a pair to work, but they balanced each other out perfectly. Somewhere in between their travels from Seattle and abroad, the couple conceived their first child, Desmond. Des’ younger sister, Deidre, was born two years after that.

The Free children grew up together, bonding over their close age up until the point where boys and girls decide that they can no longer stand each other. The children also, more often than not, were raised by a nanny or their grandmother. William Free remained a workaholic even after starting a family, and both parents were often travelling to different countries for work, sometimes for extended periods of time. The only time of year that the family had guaranteed quality time together was for the holidays, which is why Desmond is so fond of that time of year.

Once Desmond was old enough to be somewhat self-sufficient, he started joining his parents (mostly his mother) on their trips abroad, when he had time off of school. As it turns out, Dezzy inherited his mother’s love of travel and adventurous heart. If he had gotten the chance to spend more time with her, he probably would have become one hell of a momma’s boy growing up. Desmond was always interested in snowboarding, but it wasn’t until he went on a trip to Switzerland that he really got a hungry passion for it. He started filming himself, or asking his mother to film him, or even some random passerby that he promised ski lodge food in return for filming him… and the rest is history.

Dez hopes to make a name for himself as a snowboarder, go pro, and hopefully make it to the big leagues — the winter olympics. He’s well on his way there, in his opinion. His mother supports his dreams while his father thinks he should have a more practical and financially stable plan for the future. His father’s thoughts and opinions have become much more vocal now that Des is in his senior year and hasn’t picked a college to attend (because he doesn’t plan to go). As such, tensions have been at an all time high, and Desmond has chosen to spend his first Christmas away from his family by attending this camp. If he ignores his problems at home, maybe they’ll just go away. One can hope.

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► Extra information:

Font: Little Santa Flake (fontmeme)

Second Horizons: A Slice of Life RP

Desmond Everett Free

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_{(FC: Christopher McCrory; Dialogue: 40c095)}

♫ “I know you'll write me off
I know you're always gonna count me out
You think I'm gonna let you down?
Just wait...
Gonna show what I've got left
You haven't even seen my best
Just wait...” ♫

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► How many years have you attended Second Horizons?

“This will be my first year.”

► What team color would you like? Do you think you'll get it?

“Green is my favorite color, it’s the color of weed, and the color of Christmas trees. Basically the best color ever. I have no idea if I’ll get it… is it like a competition or something? I just vibe with green, dude.”

► Is this your choice to attend? If not, what can we do to accommodate you?

“Hell yeah, man, I love the snow. Usually I travel abroad with the fam on winter break, but this year I decided to stay local-ish for… reasons. Tryna’ meet some new friends from all over the country that like the same things as me, ya feel?”

► Any allergies, disabilities, or special circumstances we should be aware of?

“I dunno… does being a daredevil count as a special circumstance? Listen, I might do some dumb shit and get myself a little busted up, but don’t worry about it, I consent in advance and it’s all my fault. I promise I won’t sue or anything, it’s chill.”

► Do you have experience with any winter sports? Would you like lessons?

“HA! Do I have any experience with winter sports, they ask. Check me out @D.Freek on all socials, that’s where I post all of my stunts and snow content. Mainly I’m a boarder, but I’ve tried pretty much all of the winter sports… except the luge. Damn, do ya’ll have a luge track? That shit looks hella fun at the winter olympics.”

► What are you looking forward to?

“Hitting the fresh powder, filming sick content for the Tok, Christmas, making friends, maybe meeting a snow bunny to cuddle up with. Heck, this is the best time of the year, what’s NOT to look forward to?!”

► What are you not looking forward to?

“Wait, damn, that was legit your next question, huh? Well… if I have to pick something to not look forward to, it’s probably the bunkbeds and shared sleeping area sitch. I usually sleep naked so a little privacy would be nice… but I can get creative if I need to.”

► Tell us a little bit about yourself:

“I live for the thrill and to chill, man. Those are the two main moods, thrill and chill. Sometimes I like to mix ‘em. You ever gotten blitzed and gone boarding? It’s hella tight. But I don’t know, talking about myself like this is weird, feels like a job interview or something, and I hate those. Anyway, I like to think I’m friendly and easy to get along with. I only have a younger sister so I like to treat my friends like the brothers I never got to have, and I got brothers all over the world now. I think I’m also like… a bit of a hopeless romantic… is that lame to say? Ah, whatever, I don’t care if it is. I got a lot of failures under my belt but I’m really trying to find the one, you know? I wanna find a girl like me, one who wants to see the world with me, and who can keep up with my shenanigans but also likes to chillax at the end of an eventful day of adventures. I guess I’m a little needy, that might be what drives ‘em away. I just like to feel loved, man. This shit is bumming me out though, what’s the next question?”

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► Noteworthy appearance traits:

❄️Black hair, a few inches long, sometimes gelled up but mostly just floppy out of laziness
❄️Icy blue eyes
❄️6’3, 180lb, with a slim athletic build
❄️A forearm sleeve tattoo that he got started upon turning 18 years old and has had 3 separate sessions to add to it since
❄️16mm black ear gauges
❄️Strong jawline and bone structure
❄️Comfy casual style with alternative influences: black pants, band shirts, brand merch (Volcom, Burton, etc.), snow gear, sometimes just sweatpants and a hoodie

► Noteworthy luggage items:

🏂 His beloved snowboard
🏂 GoPro camera and other equipment to film tricks
🏂 A healthy stash of gorilla glue strain
🏂 The Christmas Bong
🏂 A copy of Halo 3 and an extra Xbox controller
🏂 His phone & charger, he literally can’t live without his social medias

► Quirks:

• Serial Monogamist — His upbringing made Desmond a little starved for affection and thus, he does not stay single for very long. Being in a relationship is almost part of his identity. His last break up was 2 months ago, this is one of his longer stretches of singledom since middle school.
• Christmas Enthusiast — Des has a super soft spot for all things Christmas, including the cheesy holiday songs. Christmas was one of the only times that he was guaranteed time with his mother, father, and sister all at once, so he cherishes it.
• TikTok Famous — Dez has a moderate following on TikTok, which he has turned into a following on Instagram, Twitter, and YouTube as well. Dezzy hopes to use this following he has gained by posting snowboard tricks and stunts to gain sponsorship and hopefully be able to go pro. He is literally putting all of his eggs in this basket for the future and isn’t planning on going to college, much to his father’s chagrin.

► Likes/Dislikes:

✔ All things winter (Snow, Boarding, Christmas, Hot Cocoa, etc.)
✔ Chilling out (Smoking, video games, movie nights, eating, etc.)
✔ Heavy music (Hardcore, nu metal, alternative, punk rock, grunge, etc)
✖ Cats, he’s allergic and he’s never met one that wasn’t an asshole
✖ Staying in one place for too long, he was born to travel and see the world
✖ School work, life behind a desk is just not for him

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► Brief history:

William Free was a very particular man. A businessman from Seattle, Washington, whose job oftentimes took him to major cities all around the globe. Being the particular man that he was, William always travelled in the same exact way. The same airports, same airlines, always first class, and always the third row seat on the right. This routine led to Bill encountering many of the same flight attendants and, over time, one in particular caught his eye. A striking blue-eyed brunette by the name of Annalise Becker, although her last name wouldn’t remain Becker for long. After a dozen or so shared flights and conversations, Bill had asked Anna on a date. After a year of courtship, he proposed, and a year after that, they were married. Annalise had become a flight attendant because of her love of travel. While Bill was a bit of a square, Anna was an adventurous free spirit. One would not expect such a pair to work, but they balanced each other out perfectly. Somewhere in between their travels from Seattle and abroad, the couple conceived their first child, Desmond. Des’ younger sister, Deidre, was born two years after that.

The Free children grew up together, bonding over their close age up until the point where boys and girls decide that they can no longer stand each other. The children also, more often than not, were raised by a nanny or their grandmother. William Free remained a workaholic even after starting a family, and both parents were often travelling to different countries for work, sometimes for extended periods of time. The only time of year that the family had guaranteed quality time together was for the holidays, which is why Desmond is so fond of that time of year.

Once Desmond was old enough to be somewhat self-sufficient, he started joining his parents (mostly his mother) on their trips abroad, when he had time off of school. As it turns out, Dezzy inherited his mother’s love of travel and adventurous heart. If he had gotten the chance to spend more time with her, he probably would have become one hell of a momma’s boy growing up. Desmond was always interested in snowboarding, but it wasn’t until he went on a trip to Switzerland that he really got a hungry passion for it. He started filming himself, or asking his mother to film him, or even some random passerby that he promised ski lodge food in return for filming him… and the rest is history.

Dez hopes to make a name for himself as a snowboarder, go pro, and hopefully make it to the big leagues — the winter olympics. He’s well on his way there, in his opinion. His mother supports his dreams while his father thinks he should have a more practical and financially stable plan for the future. His father’s thoughts and opinions have become much more vocal now that Des is in his senior year and hasn’t picked a college to attend (because he doesn’t plan to go). As such, tensions have been at an all time high, and Desmond has chosen to spend his first Christmas away from his family by attending this camp. If he ignores his problems at home, maybe they’ll just go away. One can hope.

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► Extra information:

Font: Little Santa Flake (fontmeme)

Second Horizons: A Slice of Life RP

Desmond Everett Free || Male || FC: Christopher McCrory || Red or Green Cabin (both fit, whichever needs more bodies) || 40c095

Rosefell High.

_{Feat. dialogue from Spike, Caspian, and Sean}

Rosefell High had blossomed with life in the time that Cael had spent washing up in the bathroom. The halls were filling up with faces new and old, and Cael was particularly enjoying the two in front of him. Just after he had gotten done introducing himself to one of them — his tourist for the day, Christian — he was approached (and interrupted) by Spike. As Spike often does.

“Cael, my man! It’s good to see you, sorry to interrupt. But, where’s the gremlin? This lovely girl here has her as a tour guide.” Spike asked, and at least he acknowledged the interruption.

“Oh, hey, Spike.” Cael responded, breaking his gaze from the two handsome Liberty newcomers just long enough to glance at Spike. “Rae? I last saw her around the corner, she was actually going to find you. Olivia, right?” He confirmed, looking to Liv now and waving politely. “Sorry I can't be much help, your guess is as good as mine as to where she ended up. Can I still have a lollipop, though?”

“Damn, okay. Thanks, and duh you can. Here.” He placed way more lollipops than necessary in Cael’s hands, “I’m sure these boys over here would love something to suck too.” Spike said nonchalantly and left Cael standing, wide-eyed and blushing in front of Caspian and Christian from that remark.

Caspian kept silent, from when Cael came in, beaming with extra elation, more so than at the cafe, to when this newcomer slid in on his skates. Rosefell was filled with such eager personalities. Raising an eyebrow to Spike’s comment, Cas couldn’t help but feel amused at seeing Cael’s reaction, how his cheeks reminded him of a delicate champagne pink. It was cute, really. Personally, he didn’t know how to feel about the sexual innuendo, but he did feel rewarded and it was all because of this boy he didn’t know. He was nice to look at.

“Uh... ha ha…” Cael ran his non-lollipopped hand through his hair awkwardly, causing some remaining glitter to flutter around. “That would be Spike, our mascot. Yes, that’s his real name and, yes, he is kind of always like that. Sorry… about him.” He gestured to the pair with the spare heart-shaped lollipops for each of them to take. “He means well, I think.”

Having perused the different colored lollipops in Cael’s hands only for a second or so, Caspian intently reached for a red one. His cold fingertips inadvertently skimmed Cael’s skin. Momentarily and while the boy in the glasses grabbed his chosen heart-shaped candy, there was a fleeting glance, where they locked their eyes with one another. Cas’ dark gaze was deep and strangely intense. He, who had such a calm expression on, displayed the eyes of someone who sought connection and whose stare drew you in closer, without him needing to say a single word. After gradually retracting his hand and bringing his attention to the lollipop, Caspian unwrapped it, placed the wrapper in his pants’ pocket, and right before he put it in his mouth, the heart inches away from his lips, he gave a quiet “Thanks,” in response.

As if on cue, Sean showed up to break the air of awkwardness. He was dressed in cosplay which wasn’t unusual for Sean, but was garnering quite a few sideways glances from the new Liberty students. “You and Rae were the ones who set up the decorations right? They look great!” Sean said jovially as he walked over to where Cael stood and gently patted his friend on the back for his work before beaming at both Caspian and Christian. “I’m not your tour guide, but it’s still nice to meet you both. The name’s Sean, and I got a rose for you if you’d like to have one.”

“Awe, what gave me away?” Cael asked, wiggling his now once-again glitter coated fingers and shaking his head, causing a fresh sprinkling of blue sparkles. “Hah! You should see Rae though, she’s definitely got it worse. But thanks!” Cael smiled as Sean offered Christian and Caspian faux roses with a flourish. “No rose for me, Boogie?” Cael asked Sean with a signature pout.

“Not today, but maybe tomorrow there might be something for you and Rae to thank you for all the work you both did to help out.” Sean answered with a wink, though he was definitely hinting at bringing in some of their favorite foods tomorrow for lunch. “It might not be a Boogie's feast, but I can make a good picnic lunch so we don't need to be in the cafeteria tomorrow.”

“I guess that is… acceptable.” Cael replied with a smirk. He then looked to his Liberty tourist now, “Now then, before any more of my friends have the chance to either insult or woo you, do you want to start the tour?”

Unfortunately for Sean, Caspian was distracted and didn’t grab a rose or introduce himself. Cas wasn’t one to be rude, but he also didn’t expect Alina to come in this very moment. He couldn’t ignore his best friend, who sounded tired and disheartened. Seeing her brought back the memories of when he got out of his first therapy session, not too long ago, and she somehow knew he would be there. He recalled the rush of emotion that washed over him and how his tears just streamed out of his eyes. Aside from Calypso, she was the first person to see him cry. “Just one moment, Alina.” Before dismissing himself from glitter central, he decided to clear his throat and leave a compliment for the barista boy, “I… like the banner. It’s… nice to look at.” Gazing from Cael to Christian, Caspian waved goodbye and gestured for Alina to follow him somewhere away from the crowd.

The compliment struck Cael more than it ought to. He hadn’t heard Black Eye Coffee — err, Caspian — say that many words at once before. Let alone for something so… nice. “Thanks,” He muttered stupidly, feeling his cheeks grow even warmer. Doing his best attempt to shake away the butterflies, Cael turned his sights back to the other hottie, Christian. “Right, well then, shall we?”

Rosefell High.

Cael Crawford || Rosefell High

Name

Cael Lee Crawford

Nickames

TBD based on IC interactions

Age

17, Jun 30

Gender

Cis Male

Sexuality

Decidedly homosexual after some years experimenting with bicuriosity

Relationship Status

Single

Label

Dancer, Thespian, Gossip, Flirt

Appearance Details

• Hair: Cael’s touchably soft, shaggy hair has been chemically altered since basically forever (a.k.a. early middle school). Cael’s locks are bleached to a pale blonde color that he often temporarily dyes himself to appear any number of pastel shades. Mint green, powder blue, and soft lavender appear to be his favorites, which he frequently switches between to suit his ever-shifting moods. Currently, his hair is a light lavender purple.
• Eyes: Cael has heterochromia — both of his eyes have underlying grey tones, but his right is greenish while his left is more blue.
• Height: 5’7
• Body Type: Slim but toned from many years of dance and other activities
• Clothing Style: Pastel colors, loud prints, cozy sweaters, black skinnies, floral designs, patterned tank tops, and punk boots. Cael’s sense of fashion is a little all over the map, yet it is undeniably fashionable. He wears what he wants when he wants, and he boldly owns his flamboyant style choices.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Virgin skin… but considering earlobe piercings.

Personality Traits

If one were to divide people into seasons based on personality, Cael would be the embodiment of spring. On the average day, he is cheerful and energetic, with one of the most contagious laughs that you have ever heard. The old saying goes that you cannot have May’s flowers without first April’s showers, and similarly, Cael is as prone to bouts of melancholy as he is to his more… manic episodes. His mood is as shifting and temperamental as springtime weather.

At a young seventeen years old, Cael is relatively guideless and woefully naïve in terms of what the “real world” is like. This is partially because Cael spends a fair amount of time in his own head, so instead of being shackled by the restraints of reality, Cael is boundlessly imaginative and full of fresh ideas, with an unyielding desire to learn and grow as much as possible. Cael is also inherently meddlesome, always getting into other people’s business, and is intrigued by all things gossipy. It’s all in good fun, of course! Cael doesn’t intend to harm anybody with gossip, he just likes to entertain the tales that waft around the halls of Rosefell High… and maybe, fan the flames, just a little bit.

Biography

Cael Crawford, like many students of Rosefell High, had a relatively modest upbringing. Cheryl Murphy and William Crawford were high school sweethearts that grew up in Ohio, went to school in Ohio, and have lived in Ohio ever since. The Crawfords got married shortly after Cheryl graduated from Columbus State University and landed her first teaching job at Rosefell Elementary, while Bill had went to work as a logger straight out of high school. Cael came into the world not even two years after their nuptial union, and the boy has shaken up their otherwise cookie cutter, traditional lives ever since.

Cael was far from a normal boy growing up. He frequently talked to his imaginary friends in the closet, under his bed, and most importantly, in the backyard. He spent the majority of his childhood playing outdoors, rolling in the grass and soaking up as much sunshine as he could in the dreary Ohio climate. He was an indecisive child, unable to pick a single hobby or activity to practice — he sang, he danced, he played instruments, and he participated on sports teams. The only activity that consistently stuck with him then and continues to stick with him now, is dance. His boundless energy and easily distracted mind earned him a diagnosis of ADHD as a child, but that mattered little to him. Cael was as happy as could be, though the same was not true for the Crawford parents.

Children with the endless font of energy associated with ADHD often begin acting out in class. Cael was no exception to this, often finding himself in the role of class clown — disruptive and meddlesome. Cael endured many a day of detention and even the occasional suspension, which really stressed his mother’s pride as a teacher. She had raised her boy better than that! And then, of course, came highschool, when Cael’s experimentation with vibrant and flamboyant self-expression became experimentation with sexuality. Cael would sneak out at night to be with girls and… eventually, boys as well. That last part was what stressed his literal lumberjack of a father the most. He had raised his boy better than that!

With all that said, the Crawford home is a loving one at the end of the day. His parents accept him for who he is even if they don’t approve of his behaviors. They just wish he could be more normal, and well-behaved. On the flipside, Cael just wishes that they’d give him more freedom to fly. All he needs is to find his wings so he can soar up and out of this dusty old midwestern city. Where to? … not a fuckin’ clue!

Family

Mother — Cheryl Crawford (Elementary School Teach) | Father — William Crawford (Logger/Lumberjack)

Misc.

• Cael works part time as a barista at Plouf, a cafe and patisserie on the wealthier side of town known for its wannabe french decor and insufferable clientele. The java drinks, teas, and pastries are actually fantastic though, so it’s worth it. Cael actually really likes his job, especially the discounted bakery treats to quell his insatiable sweet tooth, and the free coffee perks, not that he needs the extra energy.
• Recently obtained a fake ID with the intent to go clubbing, as a nightlife of dancing and grinding while covered in glitter and sequins seems like the best place for Cael to bloom.
• Cael is the number one supporter of the Rosefell High theater department and participates as the male lead in nearly every production — despite it being WOEFULLY underfunded and kind of lame as a result.
• The Liberty High kids joining Rosefell is a very exciting prospect for Cael. 1) There is about to be an incredible influx of super hot future sugar daddies, and his body could not be any more ready. 2) All these trust fund kiddos are gonna come with their rich parents, which could mean extra money for the goddamned theater and arts departments!
• FC: Awsten Knight | CC: 676FA5 | Font: Unicorns are Awesome

Cael's Relations

𝙲𝚊𝚎𝚕'𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

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𝚁𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜

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𝚁𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜

“Rae is the peanut butter to my jelly. The can to my spam. From backyard hooligans, to mischief makers, hair dye buddies, pastel punk prowlers... we’re ride or die, man. We’ve been best friends for forever, since we live right down the street from each other. Rae used to come over all the time and we would go on all kinds of fantastical adventures together in the backyard. To this day, she still swears that the faeries we talked to were real but, I dunno, man. I mean… maybe? They say magic is just science we don’t understand yet, right? Anyway, before you ask, because everyone ALWAYS asks, no, we’re not dating. Yes, we hold hands sometimes. Yes, we go to school dances together occasionally. Yes, we taught each other how to kiss in middle school. But it was just like… educational, ya know? Honestly, I think everyone should practice kissing with someone they trust to give them constructive criticism. It’s way better than embarrassing yourself with a potential romantic partner you’re trying to impress. I’m just saying...”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚜 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊

“Sean is a hero and a national treasure, honestly. He has come in so clutch when it comes to Rosefell’s dismal budget for theater. Between his skills with a needle and thread, and the combined efforts of our motley crew of fellow cast members’ creativity… we make it work on a dime. Also, his personality is just kind of contagious. Once I got to know Sean, I was glad that I got to call him a friend. I think a lot of people assume that we aren’t tight because we sometimes compete for the lead male role in the school’s productions, but it’s not like that. We’re chill and supportive of each other, always. And those insults everyone talks about us yelling at each other in the halls? They’re just lines to musicals, and these plebeians don’t get our dignified references. Their loss, not ours. Also! Anime nights with Sean, Rae and I are the shit. Y’all are really missing out on the pocky and kawaii vibes.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚢 𝙶𝚘𝚑

“They say you never forget your first, and boy, how could I? Minty and I dated for a while when I was trying to be straight or... bisexual, at the very least. She's beautiful, creative, fun — I loved her, for sure. Not past tense, I still do love her... just not in the romantic sense. You see, our relationship went to where exploratory teenage relationships sometimes do and by the time we both had our clothes off and hormones raging... well, it felt rude to call it off. I knew right away that pussy wasn't for me, but like, I couldn't hurt Minty's feelings. So, instead, I gave her what will probably be the worst sexual experience she's ever had. We talked about it the morning after and it was then that I came out for the first time. She... said that she already kind of knew. We decided then and there on her bed that we would never talk about the awkward sex again, and instead we would keep up our charade of a relationship until we could have the most dramatic breakup that Rosefell has ever seen. There was screaming, cursing, I think I might have even flipped a lunch tray of food for dramatic effect? It was an elaborate act that we performed in the cafeteria for our entire class to see. Let me tell you, it was the hottest bit of gossip for about a week or so, until I fully came out as gay and everyone saw the act for what it was. Boy, that was a blast. Nowadays, Minty and I are still tight — prowling the halls for boys to put under our spell, all so we can swap stories and dick pics from our conquests. Sometimes we even make a guessing game out of it!”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝚁𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝙽𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚣

“I got to know Rico through Rae, because they're close. For a while, we were just friends. But I mean, come on, Rico is Rico, and I'm far from the type of person that would resist Rico's charms. I live for the dark, handsome musician type, so I flirted back. One thing led to another and Rico and I ended up hooking up. It was a fantastic experience and neither of us have any regrets, but we decided to cut it short at that one experience... for Rae's sake. We both know how highschool relationships can go, and we wouldn't want to put Rae in between us in the event that things might go sour... so we're just friends now. Not even the type "with benefits", just friends... and Rae still doesn't know what happened on the night of our "Disappearance". Some mysteries just should not be solved! ;]”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙻𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜

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𝙲𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚢

“Ah yes, Mr. Black Eye Coffee. I don't know his name, but he comes into the cafe most of the days that I'm working. He's the quiet, mysterious type. I think he is some type of businessman, because when he doesn't have his nose buried in a gothic horror novel, he's working on his laptop sorting through spreadsheets and the like. Whatever his job is, he is one hundred percent daddy material. I'm glad to have the eye candy around, it makes the shifts go by faster. Plus, I love making him smile by teasing him in the rare occasions when he orders a blueberry muffin with his coffee. And don't get me started on the days he wears his glasses... ugh, yes please.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

Rosefell High.

Cael Crawford || Rosefell High

Name

Cael Lee Crawford

Nickames

TBD based on IC interactions

Age

17

Gender

Cis Male

Sexuality

Decidedly homosexual after some years experimenting with bicuriosity

Relationship Status

Single

Label

Dancer, Thespian, Gossip, Flirt

Appearance Details

• Hair: Cael’s touchably soft, shaggy hair has been chemically altered since basically forever (a.k.a. early middle school). Cael’s locks are bleached to a pale blonde color that he often temporarily dyes himself to appear any number of pastel shades. Mint green, powder blue, and soft lavender appear to be his favorites, which he frequently switches between to suit his ever-shifting moods. Currently, his hair is a light lavender purple.
• Eyes: Cael has heterochromia — both of his eyes have underlying grey tones, but his right is greenish while his left is more blue.
• Height: 5’7
• Body Type: Slim but toned from many years of dance and other activities
• Clothing Style: Pastel colors, loud prints, cozy sweaters, black skinnies, floral designs, patterned tank tops, and punk boots. Cael’s sense of fashion is a little all over the map, yet it is undeniably fashionable. He wears what he wants when he wants, and he boldly owns his flamboyant style choices.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Virgin skin… but considering earlobe piercings.

Personality Traits

If one were to divide people into seasons based on personality, Cael would be the embodiment of spring. On the average day, he is cheerful and energetic, with one of the most contagious laughs that you have ever heard. The old saying goes that you cannot have May’s flowers without first April’s showers, and similarly, Cael is as prone to bouts of melancholy as he is to his more… manic episodes. His mood is as shifting and temperamental as springtime weather.

At a young seventeen years old, Cael is relatively guideless and woefully naïve in terms of what the “real world” is like. This is partially because Cael spends a fair amount of time in his own head, so instead of being shackled by the restraints of reality, Cael is boundlessly imaginative and full of fresh ideas, with an unyielding desire to learn and grow as much as possible. Cael is also inherently meddlesome, always getting into other people’s business, and is intrigued by all things gossipy. It’s all in good fun, of course! Cael doesn’t intend to harm anybody with gossip, he just likes to entertain the tales that waft around the halls of Rosefell High… and maybe, fan the flames, just a little bit.

Biography

Cael Crawford, like many students of Rosefell High, had a relatively modest upbringing. Cheryl Murphy and William Crawford were high school sweethearts that grew up in Ohio, went to school in Ohio, and have lived in Ohio ever since. The Crawfords got married shortly after Cheryl graduated from Columbus State University and landed her first teaching job at Rosefell Elementary, while Bill had went to work as a logger straight out of high school. Cael came into the world not even two years after their nuptial union, and the boy has shaken up their otherwise cookie cutter, traditional lives ever since.

Cael was far from a normal boy growing up. He frequently talked to his imaginary friends in the closet, under his bed, and most importantly, in the backyard. He spent the majority of his childhood playing outdoors, rolling in the grass and soaking up as much sunshine as he could in the dreary Ohio climate. He was an indecisive child, unable to pick a single hobby or activity to practice — he sang, he danced, he played instruments, and he participated on sports teams. The only activity that consistently stuck with him then and continues to stick with him now, is dance. His boundless energy and easily distracted mind earned him a diagnosis of ADHD as a child, but that mattered little to him. Cael was as happy as could be, though the same was not true for the Crawford parents.

Children with the endless font of energy associated with ADHD often begin acting out in class. Cael was no exception to this, often finding himself in the role of class clown — disruptive and meddlesome. Cael endured many a day of detention and even the occasional suspension, which really stressed his mother’s pride as a teacher. She had raised her boy better than that! And then, of course, came highschool, when Cael’s experimentation with vibrant and flamboyant self-expression became experimentation with sexuality. Cael would sneak out at night to be with girls and… eventually, boys as well. That last part was what stressed his literal lumberjack of a father the most. He had raised his boy better than that!

With all that said, the Crawford home is a loving one at the end of the day. His parents accept him for who he is even if they don’t approve of his behaviors. They just wish he could be more normal, and well-behaved. On the flipside, Cael just wishes that they’d give him more freedom to fly. All he needs is to find his wings so he can soar up and out of this dusty old midwestern city. Where to? … not a fuckin’ clue!

Family

Mother — Cheryl Crawford (Elementary School Teach) | Father — William Crawford (Logger/Lumberjack)

Misc.

• Cael works part time as a barista at Plouf, a cafe and patisserie on the wealthier side of town known for its wannabe french decor and insufferable clientele. The java drinks, teas, and pastries are actually fantastic though, so it’s worth it. Cael actually really likes his job, especially the discounted bakery treats to quell his insatiable sweet tooth, and the free coffee perks, not that he needs the extra energy.
• Recently obtained a fake ID with the intent to go clubbing, as a nightlife of dancing and grinding while covered in glitter and sequins seems like the best place for Cael to bloom.
• Cael is the number one supporter of the Rosefell High theater department and participates as the male lead in nearly every production — despite it being WOEFULLY underfunded and kind of lame as a result.
• The Liberty High kids joining Rosefell is a very exciting prospect for Cael. 1) There is about to be an incredible influx of super hot future sugar daddies, and his body could not be any more ready. 2) All these trust fund kiddos are gonna come with their rich parents, which could mean extra money for the goddamned theater and arts departments!
• FC: Awsten Knight | CC: 676FA5 | Font: Unicorns are Awesome

Cael's Relations

𝙲𝚊𝚎𝚕'𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

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𝚁𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜

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𝚁𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜

“Rae is the peanut butter to my jelly. The can to my spam. From backyard hooligans, to mischief makers, hair dye buddies, pastel punk prowlers... we’re ride or die, man. We’ve been best friends for forever, since we live right down the street from each other. Rae used to come over all the time and we would go on all kinds of fantastical adventures together in the backyard. To this day, she still swears that the faeries we talked to were real but, I dunno, man. I mean… maybe? They say magic is just science we don’t understand yet, right? Anyway, before you ask, because everyone ALWAYS asks, no, we’re not dating. Yes, we hold hands sometimes. Yes, we go to school dances together occasionally. Yes, we taught each other how to kiss in middle school. But it was just like… educational, ya know? Honestly, I think everyone should practice kissing with someone they trust to give them constructive criticism. It’s way better than embarrassing yourself with a potential romantic partner you’re trying to impress. I’m just saying...”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚜 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊

“Sean is a hero and a national treasure, honestly. He has come in so clutch when it comes to Rosefell’s dismal budget for theater. Between his skills with a needle and thread, and the combined efforts of our motley crew of fellow cast members’ creativity… we make it work on a dime. Also, his personality is just kind of contagious. Once I got to know Sean, I was glad that I got to call him a friend. I think a lot of people assume that we aren’t tight because we sometimes compete for the lead male role in the school’s productions, but it’s not like that. We’re chill and supportive of each other, always. And those insults everyone talks about us yelling at each other in the halls? They’re just lines to musicals, and these plebeians don’t get our dignified references. Their loss, not ours. Also! Anime nights with Sean, Rae and I are the shit. Y’all are really missing out on the pocky and kawaii vibes.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎

“Information about relation here.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙻𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎

“Information about relation here.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎

“Information about relation here.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

Rosefell High.

A fresh start.

Could you even call it that when it was your second time doing so? Today’s start felt about as fresh as day old bread. Tough, sharp, hard to swallow. Liberty was meant to be a fresh start, and look how that turned out. Niki’s thoughts ran a mile a minute as they blow-dried out their caramel blond locks. The ghastly person staring back at them in the mirror looked about as confident as they felt — not at all. Nik had barely slept a wink last night, their head spinning about what their first day at Rosefell would be like.

Would their fellow Liberty classmates remember them? Would they stare? Would they ask prying questions? Were there rumors about why they disappeared half way through last spring semester? How could this be a fresh start when Niki had no idea what stories had been flooding the halls of Liberty at the end of sophomore year, stories that might bleed into the locker rooms of Rosefell as well. But maybe they were overthinking this, it was more likely that nobody but his sister and two best friends even noticed that they were ever gone.

A dash of concealer under the eyes was an attempt to cover up both the dark circles and the anxiety that put them there. Best not to show up to their first day of school looking like a drug addict. Hell, that might be one of the rumors. Niki wore the lightest of make-up, just enough to cover their many flaws, but not enough to look too flashy… or too feminine. That could be saved for instagram, after school. Despite Emily’s best efforts to embolden her bestie, Nik was still cautious about being their true self in the public eye. That felt like being naked… embarrassing, and dangerous.

That said, Niki decided to get a little daring, adding a coat of mascara to their eyelashes. It was hard to wallow in self-doubt and criticism when Lizzo was singing at them to get ready to walk their fine ass out the door. Maybe after getting dressed in the outfit they bought on a recent shopping trip with Emi, Niki could try “feelin' good as hell”. Speaking of that feeling, there was someone recently that was helping them get close to that.

Wade Quinn.

Just the thought of their secret, shaggy brown-haired lover was enough to send a rush of dopamine through their system. A warm pulse tinged their cheeks pink in a blush as they bit their lip. Looking up at their reflection, for the first time this morning, Niki Zabrecky smiled. For the first time this morning, they felt pretty. Pretty enough to snap an outfit of the day selfie and open up their DMs with Wade, sending the picture along with a caption.

To: @FreeWadey
I hope you have a good first day! ❤

With that message sent and the dopamine-infused confidence boost that followed, Niki made their way downstairs where the aromas of first-day-of-school breakfast greeted them. Their mother, Anna, had made chocolate chip pancakes — a particular favorite of Niki’s, especially with some sliced bananas on top. Niki ate mostly in silence until Alina arrived in the kitchen. They would be relying on their sister for rides to school, since hospitalization had gotten in the way of their driving lessons last year. “Mornin’, Ali. I’m ready whenever you are.”

Rosefell High.

Nik Zabrecky || Liberty High {TW: self-harm, suicide, ED, mental illness & transgender identity issues}

Name

Nikolai Ian Zabrecky

Nickames

Nik or Niki, these are prefered to Nikolai

Age

16, Feb 27

Gender

Non-binary, assigned male at birth

Sexuality

Pansexual

Relationship Status

Never-been-kissed single virgin by day
Secretly talking to a Rosefell boy in DMs by night

Label

The Quiet One/Misfit

Appearance Details

• Hair: Shoulder-length salted caramel waves
• Eyes: Brown
• Height: 5’10
• Body Type: Thin and lanky, sometimes to an unhealthy extent
• Clothing Style: Niki’s style could be described as somewhat bohemian with a preference for oversized clothes in neutral colors that hide their body. A trained eye could tell that they certainly have a taste for fashion, but they are holding themselves back from truly expressing themselves with it. That trained eye would be correct in this assumption, as Nik really enjoys the culture of fashion and follows many models, brands, and trends on social media. They even have a sewing machine that they have tried to make their own clothes on before… but none of these pieces have seen the light of day. Not yet, at least.
• Makeup Wise: They want to wear it publicly but thus far have only done so with tinted chapsticks and barely there nude eyeshadows. In the safety of their bedroom, though, they experiment with colors and trying to recreate looks that they find on Instagram.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Nik occasionally wears a septum ring and has a scar on their left eyebrow from an old piercing that healed over. Nik also has a collection of self-inflicted scars along their forearms and thighs which they keep hidden under long sleeves, even in the warmer months.

Personality Traits

^{{{ GENUINE • INSECURE • OBSESSIVE • OPEN-MINDED • EFFEMINATE • IMAGINATIVE • ANXIOUS }}}

Niki typically goes through life as a wallflower, quietly blending in with baggy clothes in muted colors. They don’t want to be noticed, not really. If someone does happen to notice them, that person will find a kind hearted and open-minded individual, despite their brokenness, perhaps even because of it. Silent and introverted, Nik much prefers listening to talking, especially now that their voice has grown deeper, which they don’t like to hear out loud. Regardless of insecurities, listening to others’ thoughts and ideas and feelings has always been better than dwelling on one's own struggles. The teen’s quiet nature can make them seem aloof and stoic, but they are by no means judgemental or closed off, they’re just… in their own head a lot of the time. Those closest to Niki know that they will fight more to support their friends than they ever would fight for themself. This combination of traits makes a Niki a hard friend to make, but a wonderful friend to have and keep.

Biography

It was obvious to Nikolai’s parents from a very young age that their son was different. On christmas he asked for both Tonka trucks and Barbie dolls. He would go outside and catch bugs and then come inside to play princess dress up with his older sister. Kids can be like that sometimes, so his parents didn’t think much of it. The other children didn’t seem to mind, so why should they, if Nikolai was doing what made him happy?

When Nikolai was in late elementary and early middle school, things grew more complicated. The girls in his class started wearing make-up and giggling about bras and boys. Nik wanted to be like them, so he talked to his parents about this and, because they loved him, his mother took him to the store and picked out some makeup and training bras. Nik proudly wore these things to school the next day.

At first, everything went unnoticed by his peers. The makeup was subtle, and the bra hidden safely under his shirt. Nik was confident and happy, feeling pretty, like he had always wanted to feel. This happiness was short lived, however, as adolescents tend to ostracize those who stray from the social norm. Niki dared to wear a dress after convincing his mother that it would be okay, and that his friends said it would be fine. It wasn’t okay, and those ‘friends’ laughed at him. Nikolai was brutally bullied by his fellow students, physically by the boys and socially by the girls. He quickly became a social outcast, labeled ‘freak’ and ‘gay’ and whatever other unclever nicknames the kids had cooked up on any particular day.

The bullying grew so intense that Nik’s parents had to relocate the whole family so that their child could attend a different school and have a brand new start at Liberty High for freshman year of high school. Unbeknownst to them, it was already too late, the internal damage had been done. Nikolai had become a different person; Their once bright and colorful child had faded to grey. The criticisms of his peers had become his own, yet amplified. The older he got, the less he felt like a he… but not completely like she, either. They became they, and they became no one.

A new school did little to improve Nik’s quality of life. They went to class and did their homework, because they had to. They came home and sat alone in their room, avoiding their parents and what few friends they had still managed to keep. Sometimes they would stare at the full length mirror behind their door for hours, a black sharpie in hand that they used to draw X’s above all of the flaws in their reflection. No one is sure when those markered X’s on the mirror turned into razor kisses on their skin, but they did. Niki intentionally picked out and wore baggy clothing to hide the scars and marks, and also to camouflage their body.

This downhill spiral of unseen psychological warfare and battles with self-harm led to where these struggles unfortunately sometimes do lead. Halfway through the spring semester of their sophomore year, Nik switched directions and intentionally cut deeper. Whether it was the sight of so much blood, or the sheer loss of it, Niki passed out almost immediately. They awoke in a hospital bed, confused and bandaged up with a very forlorn looking mother and father staring back at them. After a period of physical healing, Nik was checked into Treewit Psychiatric Hospital for Adolescents, where they were diagnosed with and treated for depression and anxiety related to Gender Dysphoria and disordered eating related to Body Dysmophic Disorder.

Their grades were good enough that they didn’t have to repeat sophomore year, but they did not return to Liberty High to take their final exams, and instead took them from their facility. Nik was released from Treewit midway through summer vacation where they spent most of their time healing and focusing on their hobbies: crafting, sewing, reading fantasy novels, and spending way too much time on the internet. Niki only met with his closest friends from Liberty High during the summer, who informed them that their school was closing and they’d be headed to Rosefell High in the fall instead. As for all of Niki’s other peers and classmates, they have not interacted with them since the day before Nik’s brush with death and mysterious disappearance from school. This will, no doubt, be a topic of gossip when they finally do return to the school halls. Or maybe… nobody but Nik’s best friends even noticed that they were gone.

Family

Mother — Anna Zabrecky (Wedding Planner) | Father — Bernard Zabrecky (Accountant) | Sister — TBA

Misc.

• Transgender — Niki currently prefers they/their pronouns because their gender identity is still undetermined and non-binary.
• Overly self critical — This sometimes manifests physically in the form of nail biting, skin picking, and other self-harming behaviors.
• Mirrors — Nik is either obsessively looking in them to analyze their reflection, or obsessively avoiding them in shame of their own appearance.
• Disordered eating — Niki goes through bouts of complete avoidance of food as a means to cope with their discontent in their own body. It is not that Niki sees themself as overweight, it is the incessant recurring negative thoughts about their own body being imperfect and mismatched that pushes Nik to change it. As plastic surgery isn’t an option yet, eating is something that Niki can and does limit to alter their appearance.
• FC: Stav Strashko | CC: E9967A | Font: Whitelist

Niki's Relations

𝙽𝚒𝚔𝚒'𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

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𝚁𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜

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𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚗

“Everyone has secrets, and I guess Wade is one of mine. I don’t know how it happened, really, and I'm still not sure it isn’t all just a dream I’ve made up. Part of my recovery is trying to build my confidence, and my therapist wanted me to try something new to do so. So, I made myself an Instagram account… under an alias, of course. I posted pictures of myself in looks I’d never dare to wear at school, and that’s when Wade came into my life. First it was just a like here or there, and then some comments, and then the next thing I knew I was only ever checking my phone to see if I had a DM from him. I’ve shared parts of myself with him that I haven’t shared with anyone else, figuratively and literally, because it’s easy to do that behind a screen. I feel safe with Wade, because I’ll never meet him for real, so I don’t have to be afraid of getting hurt. He’ll always be the perfect boy in my head that is the best part of waking up every morning, and says the last words I read every night.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙻𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜

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𝙵𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚊 𝙶𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒

“Listening to Fi play her violin does more to ease my anxiety than any meds that they could have prescribed me at Treewit. I’m so lucky to have found such a kind-hearted, devoted, beautiful best friend, and I don’t know where I’d be if I didn’t sit next to Fiamma during homeroom in freshman year. I’m so glad I was brave enough to introduce myself, because with Fiamma by my side, I feel almost normal. We have sleepovers where we stay up too late watching trashy reality TV, eating way too much junk food, doing each other’s hair, and then singing karaoke into the hairbrushes we were just using. The only stipulation is that I have to sleep in the guest bedroom at the end of the night, you know, because I’m not actually normal. But being friends with Fiamma makes me think that, maybe someday… I could be. And also, I would totally murder her if it meant I could have hair that gorgeous. Just kidding, of course …unless?”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚉𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚢

“It's cliche to say things like 'family is everything', but it's so true when it comes to Alina. My sister is my everything. I idolized her when we were growing up and she shaped me into who I am today. She protected me in every way that she knew how to in school, to her own detriment at times, and I can never thank her enough for that. I hope she knows how much I appreciate her, and that my demons are my own and they're not something that she can help me with. The fact that she was the one who found me when... when I... Well, I'll never forgive myself for what I did to her that night. She's changed so much. I didn't mean to hurt you Ali, it's not your fault. I promise, promise, promise to make it up to you, if I ever can. Hopefully Rosefell is the fresh start that we both so desperately need.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝚁𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚎𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚜𝚘𝚗

“You wouldn't expect people like Richie and myself to be on good terms. Him being the rich, preppy, popular, superfuckinggorgeous golden boy and me being well... me. A nobody. But, believe it or not... I think Richie might be one of the good guys? My family relocated to Columbus to try to avoid the kind of bullying that I endured in middles school, but it inevitably occurred at Liberty too. That is, until Richie stepped in. He doesn't just have a jawline like Superman, he kind of is a hero in his own right. He is to me, at least. That said, I can't be sure it isn't all just an elaborate prank and that one day he will show his true colors. It wouldn't be the first time someone in his station did something that cruel. Not all that glitters is gold, as they say.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙰𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍

“Ah yes, I know about Fi's secret. Not because she told me, but because I figured it out. One of the perks of being a wallflower is how skilled you become at observing people. It was so obvious to me when something changed between my bestie and Aiden. You see, Aiden used to be kind of a piece of shit. Fiamma and him would often engage in glare-offs in the hallway and there was just a general sense of disdain between them. And then... there wasn't anymore. No glares, no snide remarks. Fi started to act nervous around him, blushing like an absolute virgin, too. That's when I pressed her and learned that she wasn't anymore, a virgin, that is. After learning about her dirty little secret, I became Fi's cover story whenever she wanted to spend time with Aiden. As for how I feel about him, well... I trust Fiamma with my life. So, if he makes her happy, that's all that matters to me. If he ever stops making her happy, then we'll have a problem on our hands.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙴𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝙱𝚊𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚛

“I used to play soccer when I was a kid, but my athletic tendencies died out long before middle school. Nowadays, I'm kind of a gym class zero and, as such, I'm usually picked last in gym class for things. At least, that was the case, until I met Emily in freshman year. She was the angel that came to my rescue and has been ever since. Emily challenges me to be a better version of myself, to push my limits, and to never talk down on myself. Her boldness and confidence is something that I idolize and envy, I wish I could be like her. Maybe someday I will be, but until then, I will be her shopping buddy and help level up her style like she levels up my self esteem.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚘𝚜 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢

“Fiamma seems to think that Marcos is a nice guy, but Fi sees the best in everyone. My sister, on the other hand, despises Marcos. I guess that leaves me somewhere in between. Marcos hasn't come at me at all, so I have no personal grudge... but, I have heard the stories of his heartbreaker past. One notable story is how he humiliated Juno by asking her out in front of a bunch of students but it was all just a prank. A bully is a bully, and that's just a shitty thing to be, no matter how fierce your jawline is.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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Rosefell High.

Nik Zabrecky || Liberty High {TW: self-harm, suicide, ED, mental illness & transgender identity issues}

Name

Nikolai Ian Zabrecky

Nickames

Nik or Niki, these are prefered to Nikolai

Age

16

Gender

Non-binary, assigned male at birth

Sexuality

Pansexual

Relationship Status

Never-been-kissed single virgin by day
Secretly talking to a Rosefell boy in DMs by night

Label

The Quiet One/Misfit

Appearance Details

• Hair: Shoulder-length salted caramel waves
• Eyes: Brown
• Height: 5’10
• Body Type: Thin and lanky, sometimes to an unhealthy extent
• Clothing Style: Niki’s style could be described as somewhat bohemian with a preference for oversized clothes in neutral colors that hide their body. A trained eye could tell that they certainly have a taste for fashion, but they are holding themselves back from truly expressing themselves with it. That trained eye would be correct in this assumption, as Nik really enjoys the culture of fashion and follows many models, brands, and trends on social media. They even have a sewing machine that they have tried to make their own clothes on before… but none of these pieces have seen the light of day. Not yet, at least.
• Makeup Wise: They want to wear it publicly but thus far have only done so with tinted chapsticks and barely there nude eyeshadows. In the safety of their bedroom, though, they experiment with colors and trying to recreate looks that they find on Instagram.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Nik occasionally wears a septum ring and has a scar on their left eyebrow from an old piercing that healed over. Nik also has a collection of self-inflicted scars along their forearms and thighs which they keep hidden under long sleeves, even in the warmer months.

Personality Traits

^{{{ GENUINE • INSECURE • OBSESSIVE • OPEN-MINDED • EFFEMINATE • IMAGINATIVE • ANXIOUS }}}

Niki typically goes through life as a wallflower, quietly blending in with baggy clothes in muted colors. They don’t want to be noticed, not really. If someone does happen to notice them, that person will find a kind hearted and open-minded individual, despite their brokenness, perhaps even because of it. Silent and introverted, Nik much prefers listening to talking, especially now that their voice has grown deeper, which they don’t like to hear out loud. Regardless of insecurities, listening to others’ thoughts and ideas and feelings has always been better than dwelling on one's own struggles. The teen’s quiet nature can make them seem aloof and stoic, but they are by no means judgemental or closed off, they’re just… in their own head a lot of the time. Those closest to Niki know that they will fight more to support their friends than they ever would fight for themself. This combination of traits makes a Niki a hard friend to make, but a wonderful friend to have and keep.

Biography

It was obvious to Nikolai’s parents from a very young age that their son was different. On christmas he asked for both Tonka trucks and Barbie dolls. He would go outside and catch bugs and then come inside to play princess dress up with his older sister. Kids can be like that sometimes, so his parents didn’t think much of it. The other children didn’t seem to mind, so why should they, if Nikolai was doing what made him happy?

When Nikolai was in late elementary and early middle school, things grew more complicated. The girls in his class started wearing make-up and giggling about bras and boys. Nik wanted to be like them, so he talked to his parents about this and, because they loved him, his mother took him to the store and picked out some makeup and training bras. Nik proudly wore these things to school the next day.

At first, everything went unnoticed by his peers. The makeup was subtle, and the bra hidden safely under his shirt. Nik was confident and happy, feeling pretty, like he had always wanted to feel. This happiness was short lived, however, as adolescents tend to ostracize those who stray from the social norm. Niki dared to wear a dress after convincing his mother that it would be okay, and that his friends said it would be fine. It wasn’t okay, and those ‘friends’ laughed at him. Nikolai was brutally bullied by his fellow students, physically by the boys and socially by the girls. He quickly became a social outcast, labeled ‘freak’ and ‘gay’ and whatever other unclever nicknames the kids had cooked up on any particular day.

The bullying grew so intense that Nik’s parents had to relocate the whole family so that their child could attend a different school and have a brand new start at Liberty High for freshman year of high school. Unbeknownst to them, it was already too late, the internal damage had been done. Nikolai had become a different person; Their once bright and colorful child had faded to grey. The criticisms of his peers had become his own, yet amplified. The older he got, the less he felt like a he… but not completely like she, either. They became they, and they became no one.

A new school did little to improve Nik’s quality of life. They went to class and did their homework, because they had to. They came home and sat alone in their room, avoiding their parents and what few friends they had still managed to keep. Sometimes they would stare at the full length mirror behind their door for hours, a black sharpie in hand that they used to draw X’s above all of the flaws in their reflection. No one is sure when those markered X’s on the mirror turned into razor kisses on their skin, but they did. Niki intentionally picked out and wore baggy clothing to hide the scars and marks, and also to camouflage their body.

This downhill spiral of unseen psychological warfare and battles with self-harm led to where these struggles unfortunately sometimes do lead. Halfway through the spring semester of their sophomore year, Nik switched directions and intentionally cut deeper. Whether it was the sight of so much blood, or the sheer loss of it, Niki passed out almost immediately. They awoke in a hospital bed, confused and bandaged up with a very forlorn looking mother and father staring back at them. After a period of physical healing, Nik was checked into Treewit Psychiatric Hospital for Adolescents, where they were diagnosed with and treated for depression and anxiety related to Gender Dysphoria and disordered eating related to Body Dysmophic Disorder.

Their grades were good enough that they didn’t have to repeat sophomore year, but they did not return to Liberty High to take their final exams, and instead took them from their facility. Nik was released from Treewit midway through summer vacation where they spent most of their time healing and focusing on their hobbies: crafting, sewing, reading fantasy novels, and spending way too much time on the internet. Niki only met with his closest friends from Liberty High during the summer, who informed them that their school was closing and they’d be headed to Rosefell High in the fall instead. As for all of Niki’s other peers and classmates, they have not interacted with them since the day before Nik’s brush with death and mysterious disappearance from school. This will, no doubt, be a topic of gossip when they finally do return to the school halls. Or maybe… nobody but Nik’s best friends even noticed that they were gone.

Family

Mother — Anna Zabrecky (Wedding Planner) | Father — Bernard Zabrecky (Accountant) | Sister — TBA

Misc.

• Transgender — Niki currently prefers they/their pronouns because their gender identity is still undetermined and non-binary.
• Overly self critical — This sometimes manifests physically in the form of nail biting, skin picking, and other self-harming behaviors.
• Mirrors — Nik is either obsessively looking in them to analyze their reflection, or obsessively avoiding them in shame of their own appearance.
• Disordered eating — Niki goes through bouts of complete avoidance of food as a means to cope with their discontent in their own body. It is not that Niki sees themself as overweight, it is the incessant recurring negative thoughts about their own body being imperfect and mismatched that pushes Nik to change it. As plastic surgery isn’t an option yet, eating is something that Niki can and does limit to alter their appearance.
• FC: Stav Strashko | CC: E9967A | Font: Whitelist

I love literally everything about Halloween, my favorite thing is probaby watching all kinds of spooky shows/movies during october.

Rosefell High.

Nikolai Ian Zabrecky || AMAB Non-Binary (they/them) || Liberty High Student || FC: Stav Strashko || CC: E9967A