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As a reminder, all new characters must be submitted by Tuesday, August 25th at 11:59PM PST in order to be considered.

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Mentions: Erica @smarty0114, Griffin @TootsiePop, Savannah @NeoAJ and Nicholas @metanoia

The party was in full swing- one moment it was just her and Savannah, and the next, the rest of San Agustin had joined them in their revelry. The music was blasting, the booze was flowing, and everyone seemed to be having a good time already. Tyler Jane’s eyes continued to search the room for the person she was looking for, but instead she saw a few things she didn’t expect to see: Leo showing up to the party uninvited (so long as he didn’t cause any trouble, she didn’t care) and Erica dancing with Griffin of all people. The latter made her skin crawl, but she knew already how Erica felt about her getting involved with the twin of the Wicked Witch, so she wasn’t in any place to have any opinions about her friend’s affairs.

The shots she had taken earlier had definitely kicked in, a blush having spread on the redhead’s cheeks and nose that complemented her freckles. The buzz she was feeling was joyful, gleeful, and exciting- just enough to consider herself tipsy. She and Savannah, after they had made up and moved on, had decided to hang around the beer pong table for the first little bit of the evening to try to be social and play some games to get drunk. Plus, after seeing the blonde’s natural ability for the game, it was fun to watch her friend let loose and have a good time. As the two played, Tyler could feel someone’s presence approach the table, and she held her breath as they began to speak.

The girl knew exactly who it was without looking at him- even his voice somehow had the ability to send tingles down her spine. But shockingly, Tyler Jane resisted the temptation and didn’t look at Nicholas. The redhead knew he was eyeing her, taking in the tighter outfit choice for the party, but if she was going to win, she was going to have to play the game. Monday was evidence enough that Nicholas wanted her- that moment in front of the dorms had been replaying in her mind since it occurred- so why couldn’t she have a little bit of fun with it? His compliment went in one ear and out the other, the girl deciding to pay no mind to his clear choice of mentioning the both of them. After all, if he was going to be a tease, so could she.

Tyler Jane’s attention was still focused on the game of pong that they were in the middle of playing. She was down a decent amount of cups, but not out for the count yet. It was her turn, but the girl paused, thinking of her next move both literally and figuratively. Reacting on impulse alone, she made the ballsy decision to tap one of the boys who was standing near her on the shoulder, a devilish glint in her eyes and confidence oozing from her pores. “Want to take a celebrity shot for me? I’m sure you have good aim with arms like those.” She flirted, still not acknowledging Nicholas. The boy she had chosen nodded vigorously, stepping up to the edge of the table right next to the redhead. He tossed the ball and a small ‘kerplunk’ followed as it sank into one of the cups on the blonde’s side of the table. Tyler Jane smiled at him, subtly batting her eyelashes. “Nice shot, guess you’ve got good luck on your side tonight.”

Finally, she looked at Nicholas. It took every ounce of her being not to stare- his shirt was unbuttoned just enough to get a peek of the bare skin of his chest. But she resisted and locked eyes with him, raising an eyebrow and smirking as she leaned against the table. “Oh, hi Nicholas. Nice of you to join us... fashionably late I see.”


Mentions: Isolde @Blizz, Jean- Luc, Dakota @Hitman, Calypso @canaryrose, Summer @Danvers, Jeremy @Rabidporcupine, Charlie @KaijuBaragon and Rebecca @blackdragon

Maggie looked back at the campfire, the roaring flames lighting the facing of those sitting around it. She noticed them all watching Isolde intently as she told her story- words weaving a history and narrative that weren’t audible from the girl’s location. Her eyes glanced over at Jean Luc who happened to be looking in her direction- the book he had shown her was captivating- definitely a little creepy, but mostly interesting. It was a type of magic that she had never performed, and probably never would, but it was absolutely something that had crossed her mind once or twice. She’d have to take him up on his offer to read it- maybe she’d learn something new.

The blonde graciously smiled as Dakota confirmed that she could join them and was getting ready to sit down and get comfortable when Summer stormed over and began yelling at the brunette. Maggie was taken aback by the redhead’s disposition; it a stark contrast from the confident, yet polite, girl she spoke with earlier this afternoon. But the quiet girl could sympathize with her- she too would be angry if someone stole a personal belonging of hers. Still, that didn’t mean it was right to scream and swear at someone without hearing their side of the story. Fearfully, Maggie remained silent, unsure of how to intervene.

It all happened so fast after that- there was grabbing, shoving, and one minute Astro was in Dakota’s possession, and the next he was being strangled by Summer in a blind rage. At this point, the blonde tried to find her voice. “I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation for this…” She trailed off, voice overpowered by the two girls screaming at eachother. If she took a clear side to this argument, it would have made it easier to break it up, but since she remained stuck in the middle, she didn’t know how to solve the situation. Jeremy made a valiant effort to mitigate the problem, but helplessly, she stood there and watched as Dakota unexpectedly let her fist fly and connect with Summer’s face.

Maggie’s jaw nearly fell to the floor and she was too stunned to react in any other way. She couldn’t believe that this argument had become physical so quickly and she felt terrible for not intervening when it began. However, she breathed a sigh of relief as Charlie quickly approached, both thankful that he didn’t go night fishing and that he was here to help. Something about him was comforting and the blonde felt a little better knowing that he was going to try and contain the situation before it got any worse. She silently mouthed a thank you to him, hoping he’d notice that she was appreciative. Rebecca stepped in as well, scolding both of the girls and sounding off as a clear voice of reason. The blonde regained composure, still a tad bit shaky and tense, and tried to not let her anxiousness show as she prayed the argument would come to an end.

If this was only the first night… what was the rest of the Summer at the Coven going to be like?
Considering joining. Do you guys have a discord? Might be a good idea! :3


Hi there! Yes, we do have a discord, but I only add people after they've been accepted. If you have any questions, feel free to PM me!
As of today, August 18th, Project Untamed will be accepting new character submissions. If you are interested, please submit a character sheet, which can be found in this post, to me privately via DM. A writing sample may also be requested.

All new characters must be submitted by Tuesday, August 25th at 11:59PM PST in order to be considered.
As of today, August 18th, we will be accepting new character submissions for this RP. If you are interested, please submit a character sheet, which can be found in this post, to me privately via DM. A writing sample may also be requested.

All new characters must by submitted by Tuesday, August 25th at 11:59PM PST in order to be considered.



Blondes have more fun. At least that's what they say anyway, and Alexis Levinthal was ready to live up to that notion. The slender girl rummaged through her closet for something to wear as she could hear the music from the party loud and clear in her bedroom. What a great perk of living on the first floor- she got to walk out of her room and basically into the festivities! She continued to search until she found the exact outfit she was desiring, which consisted of a bright and fun crocheted floral crop top and a pair of bell bottom jeans. Alexis grinned as she slipped on the top that left little to the imagination as it hit at the skinniest part of her waist, and pulled on the jeans, nearly tumbling over as she did so. She may be cute, but was she ever clumsy.

Since she expected to be dancing (at least that's what happened at the parties she saw on all of her favorite high school TV shows), the blonde tied up her hair in a ponytail, leaving strands to frame her face. With a sigh as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror, she retouched her makeup from this afternoon, saving her time so that she could get out of her room sooner. Alexis was looking forward to hanging out with her friends and hopefully make some new ones at the party. Even though she had been on campus for the past two months, there were still so many people to meet! With her lips glossed and puckered, she stepped away from the glass and stood in the center of the room, trying to remember what she needed to grab before leaving... a minute passed, and she couldn't think of what it was.

As previously stated, she may be cute, but was she ever dense.

The blonde laughed at herself as she finally looked down at her toes and realized what she needed to get- shoes! After all, she couldn't show up to the party barefoot. But, knowing herself, if she wore uncomfy shoes they'd be thrown off as soon as her feet became sore and she'd end up sole-less anyway, so she opted for a pair of clean white sneakers. Slipping them on triumphantly, Alexis grabbed her phone and walked out the door, letting it close behind her with her keys still inside the room.

Oh well, she'd figure that out later.

The girl walked down the hallway and towards the party, smiling faces all around her as she emerged into the common room. People were just about everywhere and everyone was holding a red solo cup, dancing along to the loud thumping music. Excitedly, Alexis walked over to the drinks and grabbed herself a matching red cup, filling it with whatever concoction the person next to her was making, which ended up being Vodka, a bit of lemonade, and whiskey. An interesting choice, but the girl took a sip anyway, enjoying the sweetness of the lemonade against the harsher flavor of the alcohol. It burned on the way down, which Alexis somehow knew to expect, but the adrenaline rush afterwards was all she needed as incentive to drink more. Leaning up against the kitchen island, she watched as everyone enjoyed themselves, a smile gracing her delicate features as she swayed along to the song currently playing.

It was going to be a good night for Alexis Levinthal. She just knew it.


Mentions: Sol @Venus

After Sol stormed out, Leo’s room felt emptier- colder almost. Even as argumentative and sullen as he was, the boy still couldn’t stand fighting with his friends, and the girl’s words rang clear and ever-repeating in his ears for a long while after she left.

"Good luck having lost one of the few people here who really had your back.”

He still couldn’t believe that they had lost their collective shit over their trivial love lives. Leo thought Sol was better than that… he thought he was better than that. She had some valid points, and he would take ownership of his mistakes, but he still had a hard time processing that she had the inability to acknowledge her own faults. He sat on his bed in deep thought for so long that it took the pumping bass coming from the first floor to take Leo out of his thoughts. As the dark haired boy snapped out of his trance, he noticed his bleeding knuckles dripping down onto the carpet. Cursing to no one in particular, he sauntered over to the bathroom to clean himself up and get ready. The promise of alcohol was enticing and fueled his desire to get over what had just happened and enjoy his night of teenage delinquency at the party.

“I hope you have fun at that stupid party they tried hard to keep a secret from you because the majority of the kids in our class didn't want you to go because they can't fucking stand you,"

As he watched his white sink stain red, Leo grumbled to himself “I will have fun at that party, Sol. Just you see.” Finding some bandages stocked in his cabinet, he meticulously wrapped his knuckles before fixing his hair and examining his outfit one last time for good measure. His momentary lapse of all sense of self control had come and gone, and now it was time for Leo to try and enjoy himself.

Shutting the door loudly behind him, Leo strutted down the hallway to the beat of the music that pounded below his feet- upbeat and carefree. He bounded down the stairs instead of taking the elevator, sliding down the last flight of stairs via the railing and making his way to where the source of sound was coming from. The boy had arrived late evidently, as many people were already sipping on coolers and other various alcohol beverages. He quickly found his way over to the drinks and perused his options before spotting the Jägermeister and Red Bull and settling for a Jägerbomb to get the evening going. Spice was chased by sweet energy as he took a shot and immediately went for another.

Sober Leo was cruel and cocky, harsh and domineering. Drunk Leo… well we’ll find out what he’s like, won’t we?

Mentions: Kate @sassy1085, Iris @Blizz, Uaithne @Tracyarmav, Charlie @KaijuBaragon, Jean- Luc @Hitman, Dakota @Hitman, and Calypso @canaryrose

As more people joined the blonde next to the dancing flames of the fire, Maggie wondered how everyone else was feeling about the events of the afternoon and evening. Usually at home, her family would gather around the dinner table and debrief at the end of a long day- her mother would often tell some amusing stories about her clients, and her father would be stressed after a difficult set of meetings. Since she was observant and quiet, the girl would describe in detail funny anecdotes from school about the antics her classmates were getting into, but never any that involved her.

But, tonight was different and instead she sat in the middle of the clearing with people she barely knew. Kate started talking about telling a ghost story, Uaithne was boiling a kettle of water for tea, Iris mentioned doing drugs, and Charlie was pondering going night fishing. Maggie evaluated the prospects and looked at them all with raised eyebrows. First, she turned to the curly haired girl, “Iris, I don’t think drugs will do you any good right now. Who knows what was in that wellspring water that we drank earlier…” Maggie then looked at the redhead, “And Charlie, I highly doubt you’ll be able to catch anything in the dark… you probably won’t even be able to see the edge of the creek, so I hope you can swim.” She quipped with a smirk.

She was about to say something else when Jean-Luc appeared next to her, inquiring about the novel in her hands. The girl noticed he was also holding one- a fellow bookworm! “Oh, it’s historical fiction. It’s about a woman who travels through time and ends up in different pivotal moments in history. It has a bit of romance, adventure, and I really like the author’s writing.” Maggie wasn’t used to being so chatty, but she took it in stride as she explained what was in between the pages. She took a moment to examine the beautiful design on the worn cover of the book that the boy was holding. “What’s yours about? That’s a gorgeous cover- it also looks well loved.”

Kate began to tell their story, capturing Maggie’s attention. It started very unassumingly, and the blonde related to the main character’s plight of not having many friends. But quickly, it became a gruesome story of death and havoc, none of which she was interested in. The girl squirmed in her seat and became wary when the bushes began to move, but breathed a sigh of relief when it was only revealed to be an animal and not the witch in the story that they described. Another scary story was about to begin, and the blonde didn’t want to hang around to hear it.

“I’m going to politely pass on any other ghost stories- I’m already going to have nightmares about what happened at the ritual and I don’t need to add anything else to that list.” Maggie grimaced, standing up and brushing herself off before walking away with purpose from the roaring campfire and over to Calypso and Dakota. They were sitting to the side and away from most of the group, which was comforting to the blonde.

“Hey… mind if I join you two? Kate and Isolde are telling ghost stories, which isn’t exactly my scene.” The girl asked delicately, silently hoping that she wasn’t intruding on their conversation.

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