Location : Big House Interactions : Remus, and Riley @MarshiestMallow Featuring : Everyone in the Bog House _______________________________________________________________________
After both Katherine and Swayer had left, Kareem was left alone to do the chores in the greenhouse. Again. He didn't mind; he liked the quietness and stillness of the greenhouse. Something about being surrounded by plants, dirt, and hard work gave him some peace of mind. He was glad he hadn't been called to the Big House, unlike poor Sawyer.
Probably some search and rescue.
Kareem had never been to one partly because he didn't like going out of the camp much. And because he didn't feel useful in his permanent condition. Kareem liked to act like the missing arm didn't bother him when it did. Very much so. It wasn't that he didn't feel complete, that wasn't it. It just felt... different. After recovering fully from his little run-in with that asshole of a scorpion. Now scorpions were something that Kareem didn't fuck with at all. He could still remember the sudden burning pain when the stinger penetrated his skin and boiled his blood all the way up his arm- and then nothing. The next thing he remembered was the hospital and his arm was gone.
The phantom pain was a bitch to deal with. There were days when he couldn't do much but lay in bed. Those nights were the worst. Katherine had tried to help Tatiana and Vivian as well, but nothing they did much to sedate the pain. Other days it wasn't even the pain, it was just an itch he couldn't scratch on his left hand. Other times it was the left thumb.
He rubbed the stump after he put down the water hose. Sometimes there was not much you could do, and that was fine.
Kareem perked up when he heard his name being called behind him. He turned back, looking around until he spotted Remus. He gave the boy an easy smile, waving with his right hand.
"Hey, Rem! Didn't know you " Last Kareem remembered Remus had been out retrieving a new camper- as there she was. "Oh, hello there!" His smiled widen, feeling the familiar energy that surrounded her. A new half-sister? Half-cousin?
Either way, now he wouldn't have to do the field chores alone.
Body Marks:Both of his ears are pierced. He also has a tattoo on his left arm, his mother doesn't know.
Clothing Style:Skater/e-boy
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R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Single Current: N/A Crush: Felix from Stray Kids Past: TBD
F A M I L Y
Mother: ∞ Cho-Hee Kim Older Sister: ∞ Bong-Cha Kim
P E T S
- Tae rescued the black lab when he was 14, her name is Nevula
_______________________________________
H O M E S W E E T H O M E
- His home located in a trailer park in Carson. - Tae's room
_______________________________________
____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S
✔Hiking, or being close to nature and the calmess ✔Being around friends and surrounded by people he likes ✔Late night drives with his friends during the weekends ✔The cat his mom has at the shop, keeps the rodents and reaches away ✔History, his favorite subject after PE ✔Photography, his sister bought him a Sony and he's been usuing it like crazy ✔Parties and gay clubs, he's out to the world now ✔Going on walks by the beach with Nevula
D I S L I K E S
✘Homophobic comments, bigots and back handed comments from his aunt, and anyone in general ✘Rude customers that come in demmanding things and expect him to be nice ✘Having to study hard for standarized tests. They are garbage ✘Having to do his sister's chores in order to borrow the car or get a ride ✘Party poopers, they are no fun! ✘The cold, Tae loves warm and sunny days all year round ✘Being told what to do while doing said thing, makes him ant to drop it and leave ✘Overly sour things, especially sour candy
Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, placerat dissentiet eum ea. Eam facer principes ex. Indoctum iracundia ut has, eum facete epicurei assueverit ne. Per eu melius facilisis appellantur, duo stet malorum hendrerit ei, no elitr dissentiet mel. Est dissentiunt intellegebat cu, minim mentitum interesset ne sea, eu stet everti nam.
Falli animal iudicabit at has. Per melius ancillae ei, aeque tation sit ut. Duo te laudem postulant, eu ceteros fabellas sit. Offendit inimicus qualisque ius in, qui in quot tantas primis. Putant impedit te ius, sea debitis cotidieque vituperatoribus at, mea ex antiopam liberavisse deterruisset.
____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y
Born to a small market owner and a construction worker, Tae-Seong was named after his grandfather. Tae was still young when his father died in an accident while at work. Mr. Kim's life insurance barely covered the expenses of the funeral and the company he worked for refused to give anything to the Kims.
So Mama Kim sued. And won. Just enough money to buy a trailer home large enough for the family of three. Bong-Cha, Tae's older sister, was around seven years old when it all happened. Both her and his mother never really talked about it or his father's death. They only talked about the nice stuff. Like the way he would laugh, or how good his fried rice kimchi was.
Even without his father, Tae grew up in a loving home. His mother always had small ways of showing her love to her kids despite her strict nature. In the end, she wanted both of her children to succeed in life. Bong-Cha had graduated valedictorian with a full scholarship to UCSLB to study law. Something that their mother was proud of, and now it was Tae's turn to follow in his sister's footsteps. And while he did good in school, got straight A's, and made his mother proud, he wanted nothing to do with law. Tae was a creative boy that loved animals.
He was afraid to tell that to his mother. The shock of coming out was still fresh in their household. Just a month out, a month that had been filled with tears and arguments that resulted in Mrs. Kim finally coming to terms with the fact her son was gay and accept him with open arms.
Maybe he should wait another few more months before letting her know about his plans after graduation.
____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O
G R A D E Y E A R
Senior, 12th Grade
G P A & A V E R A G E
4.0, Straight A's With the help of Sparknotes.
E L E C T I V E C L A S S
P.E. and Yearbook Photography
E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R
N/A
T R A N S P O R T A T I O N
Tae takes the bus and uses his kateboard to get around. Sometimes he scores a ride from his older sister. He is trying to save up for a car, since he already has his license.
P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N
Vet School or Fashion Photographer
____________________________________________________________________________ A F T E R - S C H O O L I N F O
E M P L O Y M E N T
Tae helps around his mom's market.
F A V O R I T E P L A C E S
- Skate parks - Malibu Hiking Trails - Night Market in Arcadia - Del Almo Fashion Center - LACMA -
R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S
- Helps around the market and home.
____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R
Tae is completely fluent in Korean, his mother insisted he learned.
He has a fear of snakes and the ocean. Not the beach, but the ocean.
Tae is a quick learned with the gift of having an eidetic memory, just hates tests.
- Her home located in Signal Hill - Her room with the right amount of decorations
_______________________________________
____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S
✔Going down to the beach on Sunday mornings when the fog is out ✔Film photography, or any kind really ✔Making fun of tourists in Santa Monica and Venice ✔Going to Little Tokyo for some bomb ass ramen, and the tea house ✔As rare as it is in sunny Southern California, rain and the cold ✔Bothering the theater kids with her cousin Cyler ✔Reading, watching, and consuming anything fantasy related ✔Band practice, she loves playing the drums/bass in her cousin's band ✔Arson, Monse could be a bit of a paromaniac ✔Going out to clubs, she always keeps her fake ID hidden in her wallet
D I S L I K E S
✘The quiet and stillness, they make her nervous ✘Caldo de rez during the summer ✘Hospitals, watching her father die slowly in one of those white cold rooms messed her up ✘When people chew their food with their mouth opened and very loudly ✘Customer service, she hates having to be nice to people just because they buy stuff ✘The way her hair gets after one of those misty mornings, so much friz! ✘Overly religious people, chill ✘Being able to smell the heat during those sumer hells
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____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y
Born to Doctor Luz and Surgeon Jorge, Monserad was a planned child from the start. The star couple of the Mojave Tribe welcomed their daughter one April seventeenth at three in the morning. Both Doctors had recently moved back from San Jose down to Long Beach when Luz was offered a job as a professor in CSULB. Happy to be back in their hometown, the Tul family moved into their old family home in Signal Hill. Along with their new baby, the happy family of three settled atop the hill that overlooked the rest of Long Beach.
Monse's childhood was one of private lessons, organic foods, and the best money could buy. Since both of her parents were professionals, While both her mother and father did their best to spend time with Monse whenever they could, the little girl was primarily raised by her various tutors and her nanny Rachel. Nonetheless, her early childhood and preteens were nothing that two busy parents and a nanny couldn't handle.
It wasn't until her early teens that Monse began to act out in search of attention from her busy parents. She'd often get into some sort of argument with a teacher or classmate. Her parents, worried at first, attended the meetings with the teachers and counselors. Little by little both of them stopped bothering to go and just sent Rachel over.
She was 14 when she was sent to Juvi for getting in a fight with another girl. Monse had broken the other girl's nose and had left some pretty nasty marks on the girl. Her parents agreed to four months of juvie, thinking that might knock some sense into Monse's thick skull that it was time to get her act together. It also meant four months free of their once-perfect little girl.
Of course, incarceration was not effective. Shortly after getting out she was transferred out of her private high school and sent to Delbrook High during Junior year.
Now, Monse has begun to drift. She scrapes by with her grades. The teachers know she is a smart girl, she's a quick learner but doesn't put enough effort to try. Her test and exams come in the As but there is rarely any homework done on her part, and because of it her grades suffer.
Just enough to get a scolding. Anything from her parents. Even then, they just buy her things to keep her busy and happy.
Body Marks:Both of his ears are pierced. He also has a tattoo on his left arm, his mother doesn't know.
Clothing Style:Skater/e-boy
_______________________________________
R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Single Current: N/A Crush: Felix from Stray Kids Past: TBD
F A M I L Y
Mother: ∞ Cho-Hee Kim Older Sister: ∞ Bong-Cha Kim
P E T S
- Tae rescued the black lab when he was 14, her name is Nevula
_______________________________________
H O M E S W E E T H O M E
- His home located in a trailer park in Carson. - Tae's room
_______________________________________
____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S
✔Hiking, or being close to nature and the calmess ✔Being around friends and surrounded by people he likes ✔Late night drives with his friends during the weekends ✔The cat his mom has at the shop, keeps the rodents and reaches away ✔History, his favorite subject after PE ✔Photography, his sister bought him a Sony and he's been usuing it like crazy ✔Parties and gay clubs, he's out to the world now ✔Going on walks by the beach with Nevula
D I S L I K E S
✘Homophobic comments, bigots and back handed comments from his aunt, and anyone in general ✘Rude customers that come in demmanding things and expect him to be nice ✘Having to study hard for standarized tests. They are garbage ✘Having to do his sister's chores in order to borrow the car or get a ride ✘Party poopers, they are no fun! ✘The cold, Tae loves warm and sunny days all year round ✘Being told what to do while doing said thing, makes him ant to drop it and leave ✘Overly sour things, especially sour candy
Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, placerat dissentiet eum ea. Eam facer principes ex. Indoctum iracundia ut has, eum facete epicurei assueverit ne. Per eu melius facilisis appellantur, duo stet malorum hendrerit ei, no elitr dissentiet mel. Est dissentiunt intellegebat cu, minim mentitum interesset ne sea, eu stet everti nam.
Falli animal iudicabit at has. Per melius ancillae ei, aeque tation sit ut. Duo te laudem postulant, eu ceteros fabellas sit. Offendit inimicus qualisque ius in, qui in quot tantas primis. Putant impedit te ius, sea debitis cotidieque vituperatoribus at, mea ex antiopam liberavisse deterruisset.
____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y
Born to a small market owner and a construction worker, Tae-Seong was named after his grandfather. Tae was still young when his father died in an accident while at work. Mr. Kim's life insurance barely covered the expenses of the funeral and the company he worked for refused to give anything to the Kims.
So Mama Kim sued. And won. Just enough money to buy a trailer home large enough for the family of three. Bong-Cha, Tae's older sister, was around seven years old when it all happened. Both her and his mother never really talked about it or his father's death. They only talked about the nice stuff. Like the way he would laugh, or how good his fried rice kimchi was.
Even without his father, Tae grew up in a loving home. His mother always had small ways of showing her love to her kids despite her strict nature. In the end, she wanted both of her children to succeed in life. Bong-Cha had graduated valedictorian with a full scholarship to UCSLB to study law. Something that their mother was proud of, and now it was Tae's turn to follow in his sister's footsteps. And while he did good in school, got straight A's, and made his mother proud, he wanted nothing to do with law. Tae was a creative boy that loved animals.
He was afraid to tell that to his mother. The shock of coming out was still fresh in their household. Just a month out, a month that had been filled with tears and arguments that resulted in Mrs. Kim finally coming to terms with the fact her son was gay and accept him with open arms.
Maybe he should wait another few more months before letting her know about his plans after graduation.
____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O
G R A D E Y E A R
Senior, 12th Grade
G P A & A V E R A G E
4.0, Straight A's With the help of Sparknotes.
E L E C T I V E C L A S S
P.E. and Yearbook Photography
E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R
N/A
T R A N S P O R T A T I O N
Tae takes the bus and uses his kateboard to get around. Sometimes he scores a ride from his older sister. He is trying to save up for a car, since he already has his license.
P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N
Vet School or Fashion Photographer
____________________________________________________________________________ A F T E R - S C H O O L I N F O
E M P L O Y M E N T
Tae helps around his mom's market.
F A V O R I T E P L A C E S
- Skate parks - Malibu Hiking Trails - Night Market in Arcadia - Del Almo Fashion Center - LACMA -
R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S
- Helps around the market and home.
____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R
Tae is completely fluent in Korean, his mother insisted he learned.
He has a fear of snakes and the ocean. Not the beach, but the ocean.
Tae is a quick learned with the gift of having an eidetic memory, just hates tests.
- Her home located in Signal Hill - Her room with the right amount of decorations
_______________________________________
____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S
✔Going down to the beach on Sunday mornings when the fog is out ✔Film photography, or any kind really ✔Making fun of tourists in Santa Monica and Venice ✔Going to Little Tokyo for some bomb ass ramen, and the tea house ✔As rare as it is in sunny Southern California, rain and the cold ✔Bothering the theater kids with her cousin Cyler ✔Reading, watching, and consuming anything fantasy related ✔Band practice, she loves playing the drums/bass in her cousin's band ✔Arson, Monse could be a bit of a paromaniac ✔Going out to clubs, she always keeps her fake ID hidden in her wallet
D I S L I K E S
✘The quiet and stillness, they make her nervous ✘Caldo de rez during the summer ✘Hospitals, it usually means being dragged to work with her parents or needles ✘When people chew their food with their mouth opened and very loudly ✘Beer, she's not much of a fan of the taste ✘The way her hair gets after one of those misty mornings, so much friz! ✘Overly religious people, chill ✘Being able to smell the heat during those sumer hells
Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, placerat dissentiet eum ea. Eam facer principes ex. Indoctum iracundia ut has, eum facete epicurei assueverit ne. Per eu melius facilisis appellantur, duo stet malorum hendrerit ei, no elitr dissentiet mel. Est dissentiunt intellegebat cu, minim mentitum interesset ne sea, eu stet everti nam. Falli animal iudicabit at has. Per melius ancillae ei, aeque tation sit ut.
____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y
Born to Doctor Luz and Surgeon Jorge, Monserad was a planned child from the start. The star couple of the Mojave Tribe welcomed their daughter one April seventeenth at three in the morning. Both Doctors had recently moved back from San Jose down to Long Beach when Luz was offered a job as a professor in CSULB. Happy to be back in their hometown, the Tul family moved into their old family home in Signal Hill. Along with their new baby, the happy family of three settled atop the hill that overlooked the rest of Long Beach.
Monse's childhood was one of private lessons, organic foods, and the best money could buy. Since both of her parents were professionals, While both her mother and father did their best to spend time with Monse whenever they could, the little girl was primarily raised by her various tutors and her nanny Rachel. Nonetheless, her early childhood and preteens were nothing that two busy parents and a nanny couldn't handle.
It wasn't until her early teens that Monse began to act out in search of attention from her busy parents. She'd often get into some sort of argument with a teacher or classmate. Her parents, worried at first, attended the meetings with the teachers and counselors. Little by little both of them stopped bothering to go and just sent Rachel over.
She was 14 when she was sent to Juvi for getting in a fight with another girl. Monse had broken the other girl's nose and had left some pretty nasty marks on the girl. Her parents agreed to four months of juvie, thinking that might knock some sense into Monse's thick skull that it was time to get her act together. It also meant four months free of their once-perfect little girl.
Of course, incarceration was not effective. Shortly after getting out she was transferred out of her private high school and sent to Delbrook High during Junior year.
Now, Monse has begun to drift. She scrapes by with her grades. The teachers know she is a smart girl, she's a quick learner but doesn't put enough effort to try. Her test and exams come in the As but there is rarely any homework done on her part, and because of it her grades suffer.
Just enough to get a scolding. Anything from her parents. Even then, they just buy her things to keep her busy and happy.
Body Marks:Both of his ears are pierced. He also has a tattoo on his left arm, his mother doesn't know.
Clothing Style:Skater/e-boy
_______________________________________
R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Single Current: N/A Crush: Felix from Stray Kids Past: TBD
F A M I L Y
Mother: ∞ Cho-Hee Kim Older Sister: ∞ Bong-Cha Kim
P E T S
- Tae rescued the black lab when he was 14, her name is Nevula
_______________________________________
H O M E S W E E T H O M E
- His home located in a trailer park in Carson. - Tae's room
_______________________________________
____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S
✔Hiking, or being close to nature and the calmess ✔Being around friends and surrounded by people he likes ✔Late night drives with his friends during the weekends ✔The cat his mom has at the shop, keeps the rodents and reaches away ✔History, his favorite subject after PE ✔Photography, his sister bought him a Sony and he's been usuing it like crazy ✔Parties and gay clubs, he's out to the world now ✔Going on walks by the beach with Nevula
D I S L I K E S
✘Homophobic comments, bigots and back handed comments from his aunt, and anyone in general ✘Rude customers that come in demmanding things and expect him to be nice ✘Having to study hard for standarized tests. They are garbage ✘Having to do his sister's chores in order to borrow the car or get a ride ✘Party poopers, they are no fun! ✘The cold, Tae loves warm and sunny days all year round ✘Being told what to do while doing said thing, makes him ant to drop it and leave ✘Overly sour things, especially sour candy
Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, placerat dissentiet eum ea. Eam facer principes ex. Indoctum iracundia ut has, eum facete epicurei assueverit ne. Per eu melius facilisis appellantur, duo stet malorum hendrerit ei, no elitr dissentiet mel. Est dissentiunt intellegebat cu, minim mentitum interesset ne sea, eu stet everti nam.
Falli animal iudicabit at has. Per melius ancillae ei, aeque tation sit ut. Duo te laudem postulant, eu ceteros fabellas sit. Offendit inimicus qualisque ius in, qui in quot tantas primis. Putant impedit te ius, sea debitis cotidieque vituperatoribus at, mea ex antiopam liberavisse deterruisset.
____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y
Born to a small market owner and a construction worker, Tae-Seong was named after his grandfather. Tae was still young when his father died in an accident while at work. Mr. Kim's life insurance barely covered the expenses of the funeral and the company he worked for refused to give anything to the Kims.
So Mama Kim sued. And won. Just enough money to buy a trailer home large enough for the family of three. Bong-Cha, Tae's older sister, was around seven years old when it all happened. Both her and his mother never really talked about it or his father's death. They only talked about the nice stuff. Like the way he would laugh, or how good his fried rice kimchi was.
Even without his father, Tae grew up in a loving home. His mother always had small ways of showing her love to her kids despite her strict nature. In the end, she wanted both of her children to succeed in life. Bong-Cha had graduated valedictorian with a full scholarship to UCSLB to study law. Something that their mother was proud of, and now it was Tae's turn to follow in his sister's footsteps. And while he did good in school, got straight A's, and made his mother proud, he wanted nothing to do with law. Tae was a creative boy that loved animals.
He was afraid to tell that to his mother. The shock of coming out was still fresh in their household. Just a month out, a month that had been filled with tears and arguments that resulted in Mrs. Kim finally coming to terms with the fact her son was gay and accept him with open arms.
Maybe he should wait another few more months before letting her know about his plans after graduation.
____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O
G R A D E Y E A R
Senior, 12th Grade
G P A & A V E R A G E
4.0, Straight A's With the help of Sparknotes.
E L E C T I V E C L A S S
P.E. and Yearbook Photography
E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R
N/A
T R A N S P O R T A T I O N
Tae takes the bus and uses his kateboard to get around. Sometimes he scores a ride from his older sister. He is trying to save up for a car, since he already has his license.
P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N
Vet School or Fashion Photographer
____________________________________________________________________________ A F T E R - S C H O O L I N F O
E M P L O Y M E N T
Tae helps around his mom's market.
F A V O R I T E P L A C E S
- Skate parks - Malibu Hiking Trails - Night Market in Arcadia - Del Almo Fashion Center - LACMA -
R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S
- Helps around the market and home.
____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R
Tae is completely fluent in Korean, his mother insisted he learned.
He has a fear of snakes and the ocean. Not the beach, but the ocean.
Tae is a quick learned with the gift of having an eidetic memory, just hates tests.
____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S
✔Watching the sunrise early in the mornings ✔Swimming in the pool, or just swimming in general ✔Anime. Anime everything. Shit posting is the best. ✔Video games, especially RPGs and farming games ✔Thrifting, she loves to thrift or recycle thrifted clothes. Just shopping. ✔Posting on social media, especially Insta and SnapChat ✔Pastel colors, they loves them to the extreme ✔Plants. Kaylen has a shit ton of them. ✔Tiktok, she has close to a million followers right now.
D I S L I K E S
✘People who like to state the obvious, that she is fat or adopted. ✘The smell of freshly cut grass. Ew. ✘People who are always being negative and party poopers. ✘His brother's girlfriend. She's a bitch. ✘People who chew with their mouths opened. ✘FPS, she has really bad aim and only plays with Benji. ✘When her plants die or if they get root rott. ✘Spiders and roaches, hates them and she will scream. ✘Her dead name, she will punch anyone who whispers it to her or tells others.
Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, placerat dissentiet eum ea. Eam facer principes ex. Indoctum iracundia ut has, eum facete epicurei assueverit ne. Per eu melius facilisis appellantur, duo stet malorum hendrerit ei, no elitr dissentiet mel. Est dissentiunt intellegebat cu, minim mentitum interesset ne sea, eu stet everti nam.
Falli animal iudicabit at has. Per melius ancillae ei, aeque tation sit ut. Duo te laudem postulant, eu ceteros fabellas sit. Offendit inimicus qualisque ius in, qui in quot tantas primis. Putant impedit te ius, sea debitis cotidieque vituperatoribus at, mea ex antiopam liberavisse deterruisset.
____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y
Adopted into the Martinez family from birth, Kaylen Marie Martinez was a baby full of joy. Her biological mother had been a surrogate for the Martinez couple. Dolores, Kaylen's mom, had been unable to have another baby after her first son. It took them a year to finally see a specialist. The Martnez didn't let their inability to have another baby stop them from adopting Kaylen.
Will finish this. Promise!
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Falli animal iudicabit at has. Per melius ancillae ei, aeque tation sit ut. Duo te laudem postulant, eu ceteros fabellas sit. Offendit inimicus qualisque ius in, qui in quot tantas primis. Putant impedit te ius, sea debitis cotidieque vituperatoribus at, mea ex antiopam liberavisse deterruisset.
- Her home located in Signal Hill - Her room with the right amount of decorations
_______________________________________
____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S
✔Going down to the beach on Sunday mornings when the fog is out ✔Film photography, or any kind really ✔Making fun of tourists in Santa Monica and Venice ✔Going to Little Tokyo for some bomb ass ramen, and the tea house ✔As rare as it is in sunny Southern California, rain and the cold ✔Bothering the theater kids with her cousin Cyler ✔Reading, watching, and consuming anything fantasy related ✔Band practice, she loves playing the drums/bass in her cousin's band ✔Arson, Monse could be a bit of a paromaniac ✔Going out to clubs, she always keeps her fake ID hidden in her wallet
D I S L I K E S
✘The quiet and stillness, they make her nervous ✘Caldo de rez during the summer ✘Hospitals, it usually means being dragged to work with her parents or needles ✘When people chew their food with their mouth opened and very loudly ✘Beer, she's not much of a fan of the taste ✘The way her hair gets after one of those misty mornings, so much friz! ✘Overly religious people, chill ✘Being able to smell the heat during those sumer hells
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____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y
Born to Doctor Luz and Surgeon Jorge, Monserad was a planned child from the start. The star couple of the Mojave Tribe welcomed their daughter one April seventeenth at three in the morning. Both Doctors had recently moved back from San Jose down to Long Beach when Luz was offered a job as a professor in CSULB. Happy to be back in their hometown, the Tul family moved into their old family home in Signal Hill. Along with their new baby, the happy family of three settled atop the hill that overlooked the rest of Long Beach.
Monse's childhood was one of private lessons, organic foods, and the best money could buy. Since both of her parents were professionals, While both her mother and father did their best to spend time with Monse whenever they could, the little girl was primarily raised by her various tutors and her nanny Rachel. Nonetheless, her early childhood and preteens were nothing that two busy parents and a nanny couldn't handle.
It wasn't until her early teens that Monse began to act out in search of attention from her busy parents. She'd often get into some sort of argument with a teacher or classmate. Her parents, worried at first, attended the meetings with the teachers and counselors. Little by little both of them stopped bothering to go and just sent Rachel over.
She was 14 when she was sent to Juvi for getting in a fight with another girl. Monse had broken the other girl's nose and had left some pretty nasty marks on the girl. Her parents agreed to four months of juvie, thinking that might knock some sense into Monse's thick skull that it was time to get her act together. It also meant four months free of their once-perfect little girl.
Of course, incarceration was not effective. Shortly after getting out she was transferred out of her private high school and sent to Delbrook High during Junior year.
Now, Monse has begun to drift. She scrapes by with her grades. The teachers know she is a smart girl, she's a quick learner but doesn't put enough effort to try. Her test and exams come in the As but there is rarely any homework done on her part, and because of it her grades suffer.
Just enough to get a scolding. Anything from her parents. Even then, they just buy her things to keep her busy and happy.
Location : Big House Interactions : N/A Featuring : Everyone in the Bog House ______________________________________________________________________________________
Anzu had been one of the first to arrive. Slowly, the office was filled with the familiar faces of those who had been called. There was some back and forth, questions, and a few demands before Dionysus finally explained why they were all called. A quest of sorts.
A search and rescue, more like it.
Anzu had done a few of those in the past, with smaller parties led by her. Carlos had always been her second, followed by whoever volunteered or was in need of fresh air from the camp. So when she heard that the party would be more than just three people, she couldn't help but scoff. Did Dionysus want to send off as many campers as he could outside the borders just to minimize his worry in camp? Anzu wouldn't blame the old god; these kids were wild. Some more than others.
Either way, she was happy that she had been assigned team leader after Elias. There was no use in having two leaders; they would have butt heads as much as she cared for the Ares boy. Both of them had similar tempers, and if an argument ensued, the whole team would be put in jeopardy.
Besides, Pierre would be an excellent addition to the group.
Anzu looked over her shoulder, eyeing everyone that would be under her command for the next day or so. Her eyes lingered on Kyrin before moving on to Dorian and the rest of her team. Taking no time in asserting herself as the leader, Anzu gave Dorian a small nod letting him know she would like to him after this thing was over.
She had to take into consideration everyone's abilities and capabilities. Lockwood was experienced; he knew his way outside of the camp and what dangers waited for them. He would make up for Kyrin's lack of experience, but the Aphrodite boy had his own strengths as well. While Kyrin was reckless and impulsive, he was an unpredictable fighter that could hold his own against a monster. Dorian was a capable fighter, but his most useful asset was his ability to shadow travel. Pierre? He had just won the obstacle tower.
That said enough.
Anzu had a solid team. This search and rescue would be quick. She'd be able to get back just before Carlos would.
Anzu shifted her weight to her other leg. "Atlanta. I doubt it would be hard to track down that girl. " They just had to do it before anything else did.
Location : Big House Featuring : Carlos , @Rodiak ______________________________________________________________________________________
There were no more to be said. Only a squeeze of her hand, a lingering kiss, and one last look before Anzu turned around. Carlos knew he'd see her in a week, just seven days without the smell of her coconut shampoo, one week without her remarks and playful smirk, one week without her sounded like an eternity. She didn't turn back to look at him as she walked away. His fingers wrapped tighter around the sword she had entrusted to him before turning around to wait for the rest of the group.
It felt like she had been walking for hours now. Her harness that sat on her hip that held her swords felt a lot lighter now that her wakizashi was in Carlos's hands. It almost felt alien to her without the added weight of the sword at her side. Anzu's fingers brushed over the empty spot; it was almost daring her to turn back, to take it back. Take him back.
She didn't.
It was then that she heard her name over the PA throughout the camp. Dirt kicked up around Anzu as she hurried towards the Big House, her feet carrying her up the small incline until she made it to the porch. She stared up at it, the light blue color of the building almost blending in into the sky. Up above, she could see the circular window of the attic. Ever since she learned of this place and who her father was, Anzu had always wondered what the attic looked like.
Anzu had always thought about sneaking in during the dead of night just to satisfy her curiosity, Carlos had even offered a good luck charm on occasions, but she'd never done so. It wasn't that she was afraid; Anzu simply wanted to be summoned up there on a quest. A quest that would take her far from here. Give her an excuse to leave the country and go back to Japan. At least for a day or two. To see her father, her Obaachan, her aunties, and cousins. Thinking about them again made that feeling from the morning bubble up in her chest again.
Anzu shook her head. There was no time to feel homesick right now.
She took a deep breath before she peeled her gaze from the window and walked into the Big House and to Dionysus's office. Anzu had always been a punctual woman, and she was not about to change that.
Location : Outside of Hecate's Cabin Interactions : N/A ______________________________________________________________________________________
The air was heavy with the smell of Juniper, clean, woody, spicy, and slightly reminiscent of balsamic vinegar. The thin line of smoke that rose from the burning stick flowed straight up past the various hanging plants and to the ceiling above. There were piles upon piles of books scattered all around the room. There were several history and magic books wide open on top of the pile, along with a few linguistics and ASL books thrown in there. Various torn-up pieces of paper thrown about around the floor. Somewhere ripped in half, others crumbled into a ball, and a few were laid out carefully over the messy bed with red circles and tiny notes written with haste. At the center of the room, the small glass table had been pushed against the wall, and the room was covered with various crystals and bowls containing spices, herbs, and random trinkets. Some components didn't have a special container at all. Vanilla and cinnamon sticks were piled up against another small pile of mugwort.
It was a mess. Chaos.
Amongst the mess, Tatiana sat cross-legged in front of the laid-out bowls in the center of the room. Her hair tied up in a bun above her head, with few loose curls resting against her forehead. Red ink stained the tips of her fingers as she held a Juniper stick in hand as she said a small prayer to her mother, lips barely moving and eyes closed. She had just finished cleansing her room, getting rid of any negative energy that may have slithered its way into it. The action had become a ritual the past year since she came to camp.
It reminded her of her home back in Santa Barbara, of her grandmother's own rituals, of her father's altar, and of the warmth that came with all of it. The past year had hit her hard; after the incident back home, Tatiana had become more reserved and closed off to people around her. She still smiled and tried her best to make friends with others, and some she did consider friends, but few barely took the time to know her.
They didn't know that Tatiana's favorite smell was that of wet clay and her grandmother's chamomile with sunflower honey or that her favorite thing to do was sneak off to the forest or Half-Blood Hill just before dawn. It was mostly her own fault; Tatiana tended to deflect those types of conversations, always putting up a smile and giving half-truths to people who'd call her a friend.
"Rest my child, when you wake up you'll be alright."
Those words, Tatiana could still hear them as clear as day. They kept repeating in her head like a broken record as she put out the Juniper stick and began to draw out a circle with charcoal. The runes came to her so easily; it was like breathing to her now. She drew out the crossroads rune in the middle, surrounded by other smaller runes, protection, peace, and the elements. She stared down at the crossroads, wondering if that was what her mother had intended when she was left here.
Tatiana was afraid. Afraid to move on and forget everything she had left back in California.
"... you'll be alright."
She wanted to believe, and so far, she was. She was fine. She had a roof over her head, three meals a day, and a new family that Tatiana never thought she'd have again. It just didn't feel her's. It all felt too alien, and the only thing that felt right was right before her.
She took one of the empty vials, one of the many she had "borrowed" from Valeria and Zane, and placed it within the circle. Lighter in hand, she lit one of the small black candles and let it burn for a second before putting the vial over it, letting the smoke fill it before adding black salt, frankincense, amethyst crystals, rosemary, black obsidian, and finally lavender.
Light blue swirls, the color of a misty morning before the sunrise, slipped from her fingers and into the vial. Her magic wrapped itself into the crystals, the rosemary, and lavender. Tatiana closed the vial and let the black wax drip over the cork until it was sealed properly. Then it was done. Tatiana said another small prayer, her eyes closed and voice above a whisper before wiping the runes with an old rag. The crossroads stared at her before she wiped it clean, gathered up the components, and placed the protection spell by the small altar next to her bed.
"I'll be alright." Tatiana repeated to herself. She pulled her hair out of the bun, letting her curls fall over her shoulders, before turning around and heading out of her room. She quietly crossed the bottom floor of the cabin, wondering where the rest of her siblings were as she exited the building.
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