MissCapnCrunch

Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ & Cʀᴇᴡ

NAME//
Charlize Chevrolet.

AGE//
Twenty Two.

GENDER//
Female.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION//
Heterosexual.

HEIGHT//
Five foot three.

WEIGHT//
One hundred and forty five pounds.

APPEARANCE//
Short, sweet, and good enough to eat. This young girl is about five foot three tall, and weighs a bit over one hundred and forty-five pounds. She naturally has blonde hair but ever since she has been a teenager has been dyeing (despite her grandmother's disapproving looks) it a vibrant and fun magenta color. Her eyes are dark, and sit in an almond shape upon her porcelain skin. Though fashion can be a pain in the ass, Char loves to dress up and do her makeup and hair as often as she can. She keeps very well manicured, and prides herself in knowing some of the newer trends before they start blossoming both IRL and in game.

RING LOCATION//
Lower class city ring.

OCCUPATION//
Charlize is an artist in the real world, selling her traditionally made art paintings. People in the inner most ring buy them for high price because they are a reminder of the old world. Within The Universe Charlize does use her artistic skills to customize people's avatars in exchange for miscellaneous items. She very rarely charges anything expensive, doing it as a fun hobby now and again, rather than a money earning business.

REAL LIFE SKILLS//
Charlize has a real eye for detail in the creative world, she likes to take her time in her creations and make the world a little more beautiful..even if not everyone agrees. When not using traditional arts, she knows her way around the digital systems as well.

LIKES AND DISLIKES//
+ Art
+ Homemade food
+ Swimming
+ Talking over mic
+ Fresh flowers
+ Movies

- Eating fish
- People who don't in game text back fast enough
- Hot summers
- Having long nails
- Rodents
- Sports

PERSONALITY//
Charlize is a sometimes naive, friendly, and when behind her avatar- a flirtatious charmer. She tends to make friends and keeps them for years, finding common interests and things to talk about with all of her clan mates. In game she is seen as level headed, loyal, and well spoken. Outside of game she can be a bit on the silly and outspoken side, sometimes falling into a sense of impatience and sensitivity with others that leads her to stay offline for a few weeks at a time. Her creativity is seen in both sides of life, as well as her overall cheerful attitude.

BACKGROUND//
Jenna Chevrolet was once a fifteen year old in the city inner circle. She fell in a whirlwind with an exciting eighteen year old boy during the summer one year, and in result Charlize came into the world. The unnamed boy left as soon as he went, and Char was raised by her mother and grandmother in the bustling city stacks, getting by with a little bit of a weight on their shoulders but fairly well off. When Charlize came of teenage age, Jenna didn't want her daughter following the same path that she had followed and felt that setting Charlize up to start a life in The Universe would give her a step up in life. You couldn't get pregnant in game, at least you couldn't just yet.

She quickly became a reoccurring beautiful face and charming personality that could not be forgotten even after users signed off..

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USERNAME//
Rosetta_Stoned, often referred by Rose or Rosetta.

APPEARANCE//
Rosetta is skinned as Widowmaker from an old game, Overwatch.

HOME//
Rosetta's home base is a very simple room in the many roomed hotel above The Universe's well known OUTDOOR SIMULATION. This area is for players to experience weather they have never experienced as well as outdoor activities they have only heard about. It is a non-pvp zone besides the occasional snowball fight. She has a very well decorated room, most in which she has created herself or was traded with for exchange of alterations.

FAME//
To be determined.

WEAPONS//
WIDOW’S KISS: "Widowmaker’s versatile sniper rifle is ideal for scope-aimed shots at distant targets. Should targets close to medium range, the rifle can also be fired in fully-automatic mode." Rosetta stayed with the skin's classic companion. Not spending a lot of time in PVP areas, Rosetta has not found the need to go all out for weapons, at least not yet.

ARMOR//
Basic skin, light weight armor. Her skin's recon visor allows her to see the heat signatures of her targets through walls and objects for a small amount of time. This enhanced vision is shared with her group team mates.

UTILITY ITEMS//
Completing her vintage skin combination, Rosetta kept her skin's two very distinct items. A grappling hook, as well as a small mine. When a target wanders within range of the mine’s motion trigger, it explodes, delivering a small poison gas to any enemies in the vicinity. It's a classic!

MOUNT//
MIDNIGHT STEED: This horse from the world of Elder Scrolls has a jet black coat and mane. Capable of keeping an even pace over long distances, this beast's spirit never ends. It has no other abilities besides a sturdy and simple ride from one small area to another. It is not anything special, and is used by most earlier level players. Rosetta has yet to find a reason to upgrade, but might if something were to catch her eye. Preferably something in magenta, but purple or pink will do.

ARTIFACT//
THE WITCHING HOUR: A very limited time use skin changing artifact (Only can be used around 4:00 AM in game time) that can incapacitate and sometimes even kill, a player if the skin wearer is startled by light or attacked with a small enough damage to awaken the inner beast from the game world of Left for Dead. It is best used when the player using said artifact is AFK or camping an area.

THΞ UNIVΞRSΞ [Ready Player One inspired RP]

@Force and Fury

That would be extremely interesting!

TAP - A Romantic Vacation [High-Casual]

📸 The Shutterbug 📸

Name:
Barbara Jane Mills.

Age:
Twenty Three.

Sex:
Female.

Sexuality:
Bisexual.

Relationship Status:
Single.

Occupation:
Photography major in college. Cashier at the convenience store.

The Body

Height:
Five foot three.

Weight:
One hundred twenty.

Hair:
Various tones of blonde, naturally sandy brown. All lengths- varying.

Eyes:
Blue.

Skin Tone:
Peach.

Appearance:
Barbara is petite, standing at around Five foot three and weighing anywhere from one hundred twenty to one hundred twenty five pounds. She doesn't work out too often, but does a lot of walking and heavy lifting at work. She also does some dancing on the weekends which helps burn off the calories of the fast food she mostly eats. Babs has sandy brown hair and blue eyes, she hates her nose but wouldn't go as far as having plastic surgery to "fix" it. Her clothing style is very much comfort over fashion. She will be mostly seen around with plain sweaters, shirts, jeans, leggings, and sometimes on a special occasion a dress or two. She loves her Timberlands- being originally from New York she has several pair and considers them a staple in any outfit. Barbara doesn't have any predominant scars or markings across her fair skinned body. She has a single pierced lobe on each side of her head and no tattoos as of yet. She plans to get one when she can save up the money for it after finishing school this summer. She wears glasses for seeing, and not just for fashion.

The Soul

Likes:
Traditional photography.
Fashion.
Pizza.
Calligraphy.
Dancing.
Attending school/learning.

Dislikes:
Summer heat.
Country music.
Vegetables.
Having to wear her glasses.
Scary movies.
People who cancel plans.

Positive Traits:
Sociable.
Outgoing.
Responsible.
Passionate.

Negative Traits:
Easily manipulated.
Anger issues.
Stubborn.
Aloof.

Perfect Date:
My perfect date? Something outside during the fall or even the winter. I'm not the most athletic person, but something a bit more active is way more fun than just sitting around. I might get a little caught up in taking shots of the memory so you'll have to bring me back now and again. I know they have so many better technologies than this piece of crap, but I kind of am a traditionalist! Make me laugh, make me cry. Just don't be boring. I need someone who can keep up with me, since my mouth and brain are always on the move.

Worst Date:
I don't have time for small talk, and I don't have time for the usual. While dinner and movie can be fun it shouldn't be considered a date but just a thing to do every once in awhile. If you talk about only yourself and can't take a moment to enjoy the date, then I don't see it going very well into the future.

Skills:

• Photography, and other creative outlets.
• Makes friends easily.
• Not terrible at dancing.
• Street smarts, and some book smarts.
• Can tell you what is or isn't a good pizza.

Brief History:

• Parents met in Washington. Got pregnant.
• Parents divorced. Mom met new man through off brand TAP program.
• Moved family to New York.
• Grew up in Brooklyn, well rounded life.
• Started college, and got into the work force.
• Mom encouraged her to start her own family.
• Signed up for TAP.

The Story

"You talking about pizza like, you don't think I know about pizza?"

The Brooklyn raised girl retorted to her coworker as they sat together at lunch that afternoon. A look of disbelief on her face, but in a playful way. "I was raised in Brooklyn, I know about pizza. It's in the freaking water." she commented, as her coworker laughed. "Barbara you're ridiculous." she said as the two giggled. Babs continued to fold in half and eat her slice of pepperoni pizza that she had got from one of the heaters in the convenience store. It was not a very good slice but it would suffice until she could eat later. She thought about what she was going to make for dinner that night for her parents and her.

She reached to her phone that sat on the table, sending a text to her mother while she thought about it.

Cant wait to see you two looooosers. I love you. Ttyl.

Sending she looked up to her co-worker. The two exchanged friendly smiles, continuing their lunch as normal without many more words spoken between them. After finishing her pizza, she wiped her hands with an napkin and tossed the paper plate they had given her in the trash. Crumbling the greasy used napkin along with it. She went back to the table and grabbed her cellphone and walked back to her cash register where she would start again on her so called job. After a few hours of this she clocked out and went home.

While setting up dinner for her parents, Barbara's mom showed her the advertisement for the program.

"Absolutely not.

Babs said, shaking her head. Her mom automatically retorted, "What do you have to lose?!" It was true, she didn't have much to lose- and her dating game hadn't been the most successful as of late. "Frank and I met this way kind of, and it worked out for us." this much was also true. Barbara, swiped the advertisement- sending it to her own personal phone. She would check it out later, and maybe join.

Maybe.

The Ether

Color Code:
c26f3e

Face Claim:
Lene Ketter {lookbook.nu/leneketter}

Theme Song:

TAP - A Romantic Vacation [High-Casual]

@eclecticwitch

It was intended
Saying that one of her skills was telling you a pizza's quality.
I can take it out though!

TAP - A Romantic Vacation [High-Casual]

📸 The Shutterbug 📸

Name:
Barbara Jane Mills.

Age:
Twenty Three.

Sex:
Female.

Sexuality:
Bisexual.

Relationship Status:
Single.

Occupation:
Photography major in college. Cashier at the convenience store.

The Body

Height:
Five foot three.

Weight:
One hundred twenty.

Hair:
Various tones of blonde, naturally sandy brown. All lengths- varying.

Eyes:
Blue.

Skin Tone:
Peach.

Appearance:
Barbara is petite, standing at around Five foot three and weighing anywhere from one hundred twenty to one hundred twenty five pounds. She doesn't work out too often, but does a lot of walking and heavy lifting at work. She also does some dancing on the weekends which helps burn off the calories of the fast food she mostly eats. Babs has sandy brown hair and blue eyes, she hates her nose but wouldn't go as far as having plastic surgery to "fix" it. Her clothing style is very much comfort over fashion. She will be mostly seen around with plain sweaters, shirts, jeans, leggings, and sometimes on a special occasion a dress or two. She loves her Timberlands- being originally from New York she has several pair and considers them a staple in any outfit. Barbara doesn't have any predominant scars or markings across her fair skinned body. She has a single pierced lobe on each side of her head and no tattoos as of yet. She plans to get one when she can save up the money for it after finishing school this summer. She wears glasses for seeing, and not just for fashion.

The Soul

Likes:
Traditional photography.
Fashion.
Pizza.
Calligraphy.
Dancing.
Attending school/learning.

Dislikes:
Summer heat.
Country music.
Vegetables.
Having to wear her glasses.
Scary movies.
People who cancel plans.

Positive Traits:
Sociable.
Outgoing.
Responsible.
Passionate.

Negative Traits:
Easily manipulated.
Anger issues.
Stubborn.
Aloof.

Perfect Date:
My perfect date? Something outside during the fall or even the winter. I'm not the most athletic person, but something a bit more active is way more fun than just sitting around. I might get a little caught up in taking shots of the memory so you'll have to bring me back now and again. I know they have so many better technologies than this piece of crap, but I kind of am a traditionalist! Make me laugh, make me cry. Just don't be boring. I need someone who can keep up with me, since my mouth and brain are always on the move.

Worst Date:
I don't have time for small talk, and I don't have time for the usual. While dinner and movie can be fun it shouldn't be considered a date but just a thing to do every once in awhile. If you talk about only yourself and can't take a moment to enjoy the date, then I don't see it going very well into the future.

Skills:

• Photography, and other creative outlets.
• Makes friends easily.
• Not terrible at dancing.
• Street smarts, and some book smarts.
• Can tell you what is or isn't a good pizza.

Brief History:

• Parents met in Washington. Got pregnant.
• Parents divorced. Mom met new man through off brand TAP program.
• Moved family to New York.
• Grew up in Brooklyn, well rounded life.
• Started college, and got into the work force.
• Mom encouraged her to start her own family.
• Signed up for TAP.

The Story

"You talking about pizza like, you don't think I know about pizza?"

The Brooklyn raised girl retorted to her coworker as they sat together at lunch that afternoon. A look of disbelief on her face, but in a playful way. "I was raised in Brooklyn, I know about pizza. It's in the freaking water." she commented, as her coworker laughed. "Barbara you're ridiculous." she said as the two giggled. Babs continued to fold in half and eat her slice of pepperoni pizza that she had got from one of the heaters in the convenience store. It was not a very good slice but it would suffice until she could eat later. She thought about what she was going to make for dinner that night for her parents and her.

She reached to her phone that sat on the table, sending a text to her mother while she thought about it.

Cant wait to see you two looooosers. I love you. Ttyl.

Sending she looked up to her co-worker. The two exchanged friendly smiles, continuing their lunch as normal without many more words spoken between them. After finishing her pizza, she wiped her hands with an napkin and tossed the paper plate they had given her in the trash. Crumbling the greasy used napkin along with it. She went back to the table and grabbed her cellphone and walked back to her cash register where she would start again on her so called job. After a few hours of this she clocked out and went home.

While setting up dinner for her parents, Barbara's mom showed her the advertisement for the program.

"Absolutely not.

Babs said, shaking her head. Her mom automatically retorted, "What do you have to lose?!" It was true, she didn't have much to lose- and her dating game hadn't been the most successful as of late. "Frank and I met this way kind of, and it worked out for us." this much was also true. Barbara, swiped the advertisement- sending it to her own personal phone. She would check it out later, and maybe join.

Maybe.

The Ether

Color Code:
c26f3e

Face Claim:
Lene Ketter {lookbook.nu/leneketter}

Theme Song:

THΞ UNIVΞRSΞ [Ready Player One inspired RP]

It would only work with conjoined twins

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

_{Location: Strange man's room - Ares Colosseum.
Interactions: @NeoAC Kelsey via Text
[@Everyone] The rest of y'all via Her big ol' mouth}

A loud guttural snore interrupted from the huge mass of flesh that had it's arm around Dustyn Taylor Flint. Her eyes slowly begin to open, practically glued shut with this morning's eye gunk and last night's mascara. A look of disgust spread across her face as she looked to the man to her right. "Fucking. Gross." she spoke loudly as she pushed his heavy arm off her chest. Sitting up she looked down and let out of a sigh of relief- her underpants were on so that probably didn't mean she had any type of action.

Seconds after Dusty sat up in the bed, the man awoke from his slumber. If it had been under different circumstances, it might have been romantic as the two intently locked eyes with one another. He parted his lips and in anticipation, Dustyn in turn raised her eyebrows in curiosity as to what the mystery man had to say about the situation. Vomit erupted from his lips instead of sweet nothings and rolled down his bare chest and onto the bed sheets.

"FUCKING. GROSS!"

Dustyn bounded off the bed with lightning speed, snatching her phone and daisy dukes off the floor and left- taking her leave from the bedroom. She darted down the hallway, she flew down the flight of the stairs hoping no one she knew would see her coming or leaving. Reaching the front door of one of the outer area frat house, she looked out to her car in the street. Dustyn's car was a mix of a few car parts in all honesty. It had started off as a ford focus or something like that, but after a few accidents it had been reconstructed into a barely working mess. The bright color of the ticket in her windshield, a simple reminder of why she hated hated the piece of shit. Taking the ticket off the car, she opened her car door and tossed the ticket in the passenger seat that held various shoes, trash, and other items of interest.

Reaching into the glove box, she pulled out the keys and shoved them into the ignition. "Come on frankie, work for Mama." she pleaded as she tried to turn the engine over. She had named the car in honor of the classic horror movie Frankenstein, as her car looked like the monster the doctor had produced. As she attempted to start the car with her one hand, in the other her cellphone buzzed signaling an alarm, she was going to be late for orientation.

A quick glance into the back of Dustyn's car she saw her various suitcases, backpacks, and piles of clothes taking up the backseat. She had forgotten that it was moving in day already once again. As the sound of the radio blasting hip hop music exploded from the car. Getting Dustyn's attention that the car was now in motion, she pulled out of the parking spot quick and began heading towards the academy. Like a good and responsible citizen she texted to Kelsey as she drove.

🤩 KELSEY 💛
I am omw. Watched an exorcism 🤢 being performed this morning- made me hungry lol, jk but not really.
Cya soon at dumb old speech time. 💛

A small laugh escaped from the girl's lips as she pressed send. It was a good thing that she made herself laugh, because more often than not- her humor wasn't met with such approval by her peers. She tossed the phone over to the seat with the other treasures as she drove the few minutes to the academy. She wouldn't bother moving things in just yet, as she was often on the move and staying over at other's places anyways. She had no idea which dorm building she would be assigned to, or if this year she would finally settle in to a place.

Parking, she placed her keys in the glovebox as usual, and grabbed her phone. Getting out of the car she examined herself in the haphazardly hanging side view mirror. She was very informal for the first day of school, a white tank top and some jean shorts. Not showered, her hair a mess and her teeth un-brushed for at least a day. Any man's dream wife, she was sure of it. Reaching back into the car, she reached into the treasure pile and found a pack of gum. It would have to do until she could get some TLC. Slamming the door, she shoved her phone into the small pocket of her shorts and walked to the tune of the announcement:

“Attention students of Olympus Academy! Report to the Ares Colosseum for a mandatory assembly at once!”

Dustyn made her way over, and found a seat. The speech was one she had heard before, until the experiment was mentioned. "There is no way I am going to get picked for that.." she mentioned to her seat mate next to her. She did not know her, and neither did Dustyn but the girl shrugged to the intrusion of personal space anyways. When her name was actually called, Dustynn couldn't help but laugh out loud. What were the odds? She bound from her seat and went the front. There were a few familiar faces, but some were definitely new to her. She gave friendly smiles to all of them though, trying to make a good impression.

Apartment 2I | Dustyn Flint and Cicily Delamar

Dustyn's mouth gaped. They had paired her with a child of the big boy himself. "Fuck." she mouthed quietly, hoping that Cicily was not the typical offspring of the King of Olympus. She hadn't been formally introduced to Cicily before, but the fourth year was not a complete stranger to Dustyn- the two only being a year apart. Time would tell all tales, and worst case scenario her car would be home for the rest of the year. "Whats gooood guys?" she addressed the group, as people started to chatter between one another. This group would be an interesting experiment surely.

THΞ UNIVΞRSΞ [Ready Player One inspired RP]

Agreed. No obviously meme avatars.

Sᴛᴇʀʟɪɴɢ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛs Sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs

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The friends had gone through a rough night, that was an understatement. After they cleaned Amadeus up and had a few moments of awkward silence, met with a few mentions of support. This group had not been good with tense situations and it was very clear after tonight. Another hour went by, before a few smiles could be seen across their lips- anxious laughs and giggles slipping through now and again. Deus' secret being revealed had in a scary way brought them closer. It was 4:00 AM by the time everyone got back to Ron's house- they didn't speak much, finding places to close their eyes if not only for a couple more hours.

The group had slept in until well past noon, clearly exhausted from the night before. Some left before having breakfast, while others sat around Ron's kitchen table and ate the waffles he had so carefully defrosted while shoving into his parent's 4-hole toaster. For a rich family, this sure wasn't anything special thought Bernadette. She could have stayed home last night and got a better time out of everything. "Next year, we should have the party at someone else's house." Bernie said bluntly, Ron shot a look at her, clearly upset with how things had turned out. "No offense, it just..well, fucking sucked." Bernie laughed, her eyes crinkling. She was tired, to the point of being a bit of a bitch. Exhausted mentally more than physically, this much was true. Ron had nothing more to say, on the matter, but mentioned that everyone had to be leaving before 2:00 PM as he had business to take care of.

Whatever Ron.

If you had more than a tic-tac for pleasure display, maybe Ara wouldn't have arrived with Rob that night in the first place.

Bernie took to outside, the start of November- a new month. Same old cold winter of Sterling Heights. Moving her walk into a steady jog, she made her way home in record time. Coming into the house and going straight to the bathroom, she showered and warmed up. Letting the steam fill the entire room, as the warmth wrapped her body in comfort. Once she was done, she dressed in a navy blue camisole and her pajama pants that were a faded pink with small tea cups on it. They were worn, but she wasn't in the mood to dress to impress anyone in the moment. Plopping down in her bedroom she flipped the television on, and started a random movie on Netflix, while she played on her cellphone, checking her social media apps and the like.

"HRU 2 day Deus? 😔"

Despite the lack of effort, the text had a lot of heart behind it. She hoped that Deus would be okay. She knew it wouldn't be the same, but she hoped he would at least not turn into a stranger. She hoped he would stick around. He would need all the support he could get from The Sinners for awhile. Bernie also knew that, if this SHS bullshit kept up for any longer, they would all need the support.

Sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs ᴏғ Sᴛᴇʀʟɪɴɢ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛs

Secret Reveal 2 & 3.

November was a very boisterous month, letting Sterling Heights know it was ready for winter, with a large flurry of snow within the first week. The town had been fairly prepared, clearing the snow within hours of the storm. Young eyes were glued to the television, computer, and their phones as they prayed and hoped that school would be canceled. As Sterling High scrolled across the screen, the words were bittersweet. School would not be cancelled, but the two hour delayed start would be a good start to the week.

The buzz around school during the two hour late start would be not about the snow, but instead Ron. His secret had been revealed that morning. This would be the second member of The Sinners group, and over the twentieth student who had been revealed through the site. Ron's secret that was revealed:

Ronald Calloway has a lot of money.
Ronald Calloway ex girl left town and its not even funny.
Ronald Calloway spends weekends in his father's caddy.
Ronald Calloway might be a daddy.

The population of school was going absolutely crazy- who was the mystery woman? Was it true? Ron's absence from school, sent up more red flags. The Sinner tried to get a hold of him, but he left the group chat and deleted everyone from social media. Last word of him and his family were that they packed up and moved away. It was tragic really, but what could they do? The Sinners were once hit again, a flood of emotions effected each and every one of them- in different ways, but harshly. Arabella, especially took a hit onto her reputation. Many of the classmates questioned how she could let Ron do something like that right under her nose. Other's thought it might be hers- and that she had aborted it or kept it locked away at home. The rumors were endless, and again the group was left to clean up after themselves.

If things couldn't be bad enough, The Sinners were hit right after- revealing Claire's secret.

Claire Choi loves to eat the soy.
Claire Choi is looking for a special boy.
Claire Choi dances, cheers and sing.
Claire Choi has never had a fling.

A bit underwhelming considering the previous secrets, but Claire was mortified. She would tell everyone that it was not true, and that secret instead belonged to her brother- a man who had graduated from the school a few years ago. No one really paid much attention to it, focusing on what would be revealed next, and of course the big Homecoming dance and game that would take place at the end of the month. Claire eventually switched to being home schooled, and decided to leave the group chat as well. The Sinners were being taken down one at a time, and only the true strong remained.

This was very clear.

Thankfully the next two weeks SHS had been focusing on freshman, letting the seniors enjoy their homecoming spirit the second week. Monday through Friday had been filled with fun for The Sinners. Things had started to get back to normal, as they enjoyed the festivities that had taken place. Friday had been a cause for excitement, the Homecoming game and dance were to be that night and the entire group had been more or less excited to go- but at the very least excited to be spending their last Homecoming together.

The Friday night lights were bright on the bleachers outside, though the snow wasn't falling the air was crisp and cheeks were bright red. The Sinners sat on the bleachers, in a grouping, as they watched the game. Their team- supposedly the best high school team in the state were now losing to another school 7-0. Bernie wrapped in a large hooded jacket, a matching scarf, hat, and mitten trilogy spoke through the fabric to Deus next to her. "They should have let you played. Who cares if you were absent those few days? Give me a break! They need you!" she gasped out as they looked to make a pass, to only have it be fumbled. It looks like the SHS website had even caused a riff on the thing that put Sterling High on the map in the first place.

The dance would be starting in a hour. The group could decide to finish the game or go inside. What would they choose? Either way the night was looking to be a blast, and the fun was just beginning!

The "Goings On" at Upper Lake Institute

Lulu

{NAME}
Louis "Call me Lou" Liu.

{AGE}
Twenty One.

{GENDER}
Male.

{SEXUALITY}
Heterosexual.

{HOMETOWN}
Born and raised in Alaska.

{STYLE}
Artistic, with a splash of slight dork.

{DISPOSITION}
"Well that was very odd..do you think it could happen again? Huh?"

{MAJOR}
Culinary.

{DORM ROOM}
Haven't been assigned yet.

{LIKES & DISLIKES}
+ Wearing hats of various styles, colors, and sizes.
+ Cooking for his friends, family, and other loved ones.
+ Visiting his Grandmother during breaks from school.
x The smell of bad coffee.
x People who think the color purple is considered a "girl" color.
x When people do not properly wash their dishes and pans.

{INTERESTS & HOBBIES}
+ French pastries and other baked goods.
+ Playing mobile games.
+ Collecting gum from the underside of tables around campus.
+ Checking Facebook to see if anyone has accepted his friend requests yet.
+ Finding recipes to try to feed to his new room mates.
+ Winter outdoor activities; ice fishing, hunting, sledding etc.

{BELIEF}
"All people are good people, when they are bad- they just needed something good to eat."

{DRIVE}
Family.

{FEAR}
That his grandmother will pass away while he is wrapped up in school work.

{REGRET}
Not focusing on things that make me happy, sooner.

{SECRET}
Has blow his nose purposely into a classmate's meal before, and let them serve it for an exam grade.

{INTELLECT}
[2] Lou has never been considered the smartest person on campus, but he isn't below average in any means. He does well in most of his classes, and usually falls somewhere between a low A or B grading score.

{SOCIAL}
[4] Despite being on the odd side, Lou doesn't have any trouble talking to strangers like he has known them for a long time. He sometimes overshares things and can make people uncomfortable with his lack of consideration for personal space. However, when you get past his quirks he's a really good friend to have on your side.

{NERVE}
[1] Lou is VERY suspicious and absolutely hates anything that has to do with the supernatural or ghosts. He sleeps with a night light and requires his feet to be tucked up and under the blanket. He scares easily and doesn't like when people sneak up on him.

{ENDURANCE}
[1] With the love of food, comes a little bit of love of the couch. Lou is not in the best shape, and doesn't like to waste his time working out or keeping up with anything that involves too much work. He does enough running around the kitchen to consider any extra work.

{AWARENESS}
[4] Sometimes you have a piece of spinach in between your teeth and Lou will make sure you are aware of this. He likes to point out a lot of things that are going on in his life, your life, the situation and many more. He notices when things aren't quite right. This trait has helped him when he is seasoning a meal more than once.

{RESOURCES}
[1] Lou lived a fairly lower class life; he received a scholarship to attend Upper Lake Institute and wants to make sure he uses it to it's fullest potential. His remaining family is relying on him heavily to succeed, and he will have to do solely on his own.

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