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Don't let me Down [Character-Driven High School Roleplay]

@banjoanjo Dudette you mean. :P And thanks! :)

Don't let me Down [Character-Driven High School Roleplay]

Edited lol. Forgot that it was there.

Don't let me Down [Character-Driven High School Roleplay]

@Filthy Mudblood Here is my character sorry been busy the past few days today is my birthday as well. :)

Alycia Ryder

"Music is my passion which I wont give up."
age 16 gender Female sexuality Lesbian

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F U L L N A M E
Alycia, Cassandra, Ryder
any nicknames/aliases

A G E
16, September 29th, 1999

G E N D E R
Female

B I R T H P L A C E
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

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A P P E A R A N C E
Alycia stands at around 5'6, she has hazel eyes as well as red hair, her skin is fairly pale she doesn't have to many blemishes on her face or any kind of scars that she has visible on her body or face.

S C A R S / T A T T O O S / P I E R C I N G S
She has her ears pierced her earlobes and the upper part of her ear, she has no scars or anything on her body or tattoos anywhere else.

C L O T H I N G S T Y L E
Alycia in the summer she is always seen wearing things from blouses and small dresses to a simple tshirt and shorts or spaghetti strap shirts and tank tops as well as either high heels or sandals or flipflops. During the colder seasons Alycia's clothing is more warmer from long sleeves to pairs of jeans and tennis shoes and boots. During the winter Alycia will always seen to be wearing hoodies to keep herself warm.

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S E X U A L I T Y
Lesbian

R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Single and ready to mingle! :P

P E R S O N A L I T Y
Alycia is usually seen as a very friendly and caring person she likes to try and get along with anyone that she is friends with and is always seen as a very loyal friend. She is always there for her friends whenever they do need anyone to talk to or just there to comfort them and give them a shoulder to lean on when they need it. However Alycia hates bullies and anyone that harms her friends and she wont hesitate to rip them a new asshole if need be.

When Alycia gets nervous she is always seen biting her lower lip or playing around with her hair and will try and avoid eye contact if she is lying to anyone. Whenever Alycia is angry she will glare or roll her eyes if she is annoyed as well, but she is calm most of the time whenever she is around with others. But when she meets someone for the first time that she doesn't know she may be a little bit shy but once she trusts the person she can be very friendly.

L I K E S
Kittens
Puppies
Music (except country music)
Playing guitar
Singing
Dancing

D I S L I K E S
Bullies
Bugs
Loud sounds
Annoying people
Country music
Snow

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H I S T O R Y
Alycia was born in a small family her father was a police officer and her mother being a preschool teacher, the met when they were in high school and they were the cutest couple in high school. They eventually graduated Alycia's father went to the police academy to become a police officer while her mother studied to become a preschool teacher. After they graduated from their schools they eventually had Alycia which they were very happy of.

Growing up Alycia was always very outgoing and always tried to make her parents happy and always did what they asked for her like chores around the house. Alycia eventually started to fall in love with music and started to learn to play the guitar around the age of ten, and started to sing on her own as well. Alycia always got good grades but she always ended up lacking in math and science which are her weakest subjects to learn which is why she gets tutored for those subjects when needed. Alycia also works part time when not in school at a local restaurant as a waitress. Which she doesn't mind at all, as high school went on Alycia started to find out more and more that she liked girls and eventually came out to her parents who have been supportive. She wants to eventually graduate high school and focus on trying to start a singing career which is her passion.

S C E N A R I O S P L A Y E D O U T
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T H E M E S O N G (S)
True - Amaranthe

E X T R A
anything else?

♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay)

Location: The Obstacle Tower, Camp Half-blood
Interacting With: @Caits Connor & Niesha@Vicier Erin & Syleste

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Elena looked up ahead of her as she watched her half brother Deon and Ky'vie quickly making their way up towards the top, she continued to try and reach the top just as Bexley joined in on the fray as well. Elena continued to do her best to try and catch up she was neck and neck with Connor, she looked up once again Ky'vie yanking one of the poles out from under Deon causing her to smirk slightly seeing her half brother losing his balance and hanging there giving Ky'vie more space to the top. Elena was about to reach the next platform when both Deon and Ky'vie made a grab for the ring at the top. Elena closed her eyes and sighed loudly as she lost this time and turned her attention towards Connor and gave him a smile as she took his hand and pulled herself up.

"Well next time you and I should team up that could help with your smarts and my skills we could beat everyone else." Elena said as she sat down on the platform looking down at the others that were in the crowd in the amphitheater below them. Elena stood up quickly and started to dust herself off looking over at Connor and gave him a smile gently patting him on the shoulder. "We can let the two of them duke it out for the winning spot then, lets head down and see the others." Elena started to climb down the tower just as the other campers were, once she was about three feet off of the ground Elena jumped off and started to approach her friends.

Elena saw Erin, Syleste and Niesha and approached the two of them, seeing the small little bit of white feather and saw that Snow was there she reached over to gently pet the cute little critter. "So whats up you three?" Elena asked smiling to the three of them.

Night to remember [Nallore x sakurasan]

@sakurasan Posted! :) Really sorry for the late reply.

Night to remember [Nallore x sakurasan]

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Elizabeth blushed slightly as she brushed a few strands of her red hair out of her face and smiled at Aline meeting her friends eyes for a moment. "I sometimes think that my bestfriend here is always trying to hit on me." Liz said jokingly as she watched one of the waitresses came over Elizabeth had never had a boyfriend or dated anyone before, or even kissed anyone before yet. "What can I get you to eat and drink miss?" The waitress asked Elizabeth assumed that the girl was new she hadn't seen her before and thought that she had just started today Elizabeth thought for a moment she was craving for a salad. "I'll just have a salad, some fries and a coke please." Liz then turned her attention back towards Aline for a moment looking at her, she didn't know many of Aline's friends since Aline was more busier then she was. "So are you trying to hook me up with one of your celeb buddies or something? And i'm totally fine with that the more the better right?" Elizabeth always loved to joke around with Aline.

She looked towards the window overlooking the parking lot and saw a fancy looking car coming up and parking itself in one of the open spots, the man was certainly attractive and young as well. He came in and then looked around and then started to approach Aline and her she gave him a bright smile. Elizabeth smiled blushing once more at the compliment she always liked being complimented, but she never saw herself as trying to get famous anywhere. "It's nice to meet you Wolfred, and you can just call me Liz like everyone else does or Lizzy whichever you prefer. So whats the plan for today?"

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Cassandra walked into her club, it was very quiet during the day usually only a few people were in the building that were all busy cleaning up the mess from last nights events. Cassandra smiled to herself remembering the girl that she had brought home with her the night before which was a lot of fun. "Good morning everyone." Cassandra said and waved to all of her employees who were restocking and cleaning up the dance floor and bar areas. She made her way towards the offices that overlooked the whole entire club as she made her way towards the steps.

Cassandra sat down on her seat and leaned forward as she started to go through work emails as well as bank statements and all of that stuff. She did remember slipping the girl that she had slept with the night before her phone number and started to play around with her hair, Cassandra did hope that the girl would end up calling her at some point during the day or swing by the Nightlife.

The Wolves Of Red Lake (Reboot)

@rivaanYour as well forgot to put ya in there but yeah. :P

The Wolves Of Red Lake (Reboot)

@Vicier@Metronome@ChaoticFox@Caits Your guys' characters have been added to the character tab. :)

The Wolves Of Red Lake (Reboot)

Yoska Abel Petulengro

Yoska Petulengro

Basic Information ➳

| Name |
Yoska Adel Petulengro

| Date of Birth |
October 12, 1996

| Gender |
Male

| Sexuality |
Heterosexual

| Occupation |
Currently unemployed and homeless

| In-Depth Appearance |
Yoska is currently underweight and willowy. His waifish form is a result him trying to hunt and survive on his own for the past few months, following years of neglect. His hair is messy, he's dirty, and his clothes are in rags. He stands at 5'10", 130 pounds, dark brown eyes, and olive skin. Yoska is of Romani/European descent.

Perhaps cleaned up, Yoska could appear non-traditionally handsome. His hair is dark brown and filled with wide curls. His eyes are brown and almost reminiscent of a sad hound dog's. With a little more meat on his bones, he has the potential to be lean muscled, but never bulky. Yoska has always had a willowy build.

He doesn't have any tattoos, but he has quite a few scars. Too many to list, most of then are just small nicks and cuts given to him during past years of physical abuse. The most notable are the little round scars that mark his arms, legs and back here and there. They look suspiciously like cigarette burns.

His wolf form is about as lanky as his human one. He has warm brown fur and golden eyes, long legs that are good for speed, and a patch of white around his muzzle.

| Scent |
He smells of cedar wood and campfire.

Who Am I? ➳

| Personality |
♦ Generous ♦ Skittish ♦ Kind ♦ Naive ♦
Skittish and shy, Yoska has yet to join the pack despite him hanging around the area. His fear of other people has crippled his ability to join a pack, but yet he still wants to. Yoska has very low self esteem, especially while in the midst of other people. On his own, he's usually okay. He's more timid around larger men in particular. He has a quiet voice and a laconic demeanor, would never hurt a fly.

Yoska does not pose a threat to the pack, and by now, most of the members agree on that much. He can barely hunt for himself, and he lives in the forest alone. He'll occasionally wander close to the pack's turf, trying to get up the guts to finally speak to them, but he usually chickens out. After all, what would they want with a skinny waif like him?

| Likes & Dislikes |
✔ Sleeping, sweaters, cool weather, hot food, sweets
✘ Rainy weather, crowds, men, loud people, being startled

Hobbies
Yoska is an avid gardener. He likes to tend to plants and flowers, as they are quiet, beautiful, and they never ask a lot. He hasn't gotten to garden since he left Romania, which seemed like a fair trade off at the time.

| History |

Yoska came from a hard beginning. His family was a group of oldschool Romani that traveled the European countrysides. When they came into town to sell and buy, they were often met with discrimination and hate. Most places put up with them until they left, but it was when they reached a small town in Romania that their band was met with brutal forces. The mayor of the town called the police on them, having them arrested and shipped from the country.

Some of Yoska's family fled, and some were captured and removed. But in the chaos, Yoska was separated from them. At the tender age of 9, the boy was left to fend for himself. He quickly left the town that had attacked his family, afraid that they may hurt or even kill him. Yoska wandered until he found a new, larger city to settle in. There, he lived on the streets until he was 13. A farmer approached him, offering him work in return for food and shelter. He had no intent of paying Yoska, making the transaction completely illegal and slavery by definition. But Yoska was desperate, so he agreed.

Yoska worked long days on the farm, doing anything asked of him until his body and muscles hurt. He lived in the barn and ate whatever leftovers were brought to him. Although he was no longer freezing to death or starving, he was still miserable. The farmhands took to mocking and tormenting him, calling him a dirty gypsy while he did their work. If Yoska ever tried to defend himself, he was typically beaten until he learned to keep his mouth shut.

He endure years of physical, emotional, and sexual abuse at the hands of the farm workers. He was 17 when he was bitten by a werewolf. It had been a full moon that night, and Yoska was out in the fields, trying to finish the ridiculous workload he'd been saddled with. The wolf approached the teen and attacked him without warning. Yoska was defenseless to fend it off. The wolf ran off on it's own soon after, leaving Yoska with a few nasty cuts and bites on his arms. He didn't find out the weight of this attack until he was forced to shift under the next full moon.

Yoska didn't learn to control his shifting for almost a year after that. But he knew that if the farmer or farmhands found out about it, he would likely be killed. Suddenly, the food and shelter offered to him at the farm was no longer worth staying there. He ran away and found a small port town. There, he snuck on barge that was headed to the US. It made sense to him that the US would be a great place to live. As uneducated as he was, he saw the country as a land of wealth and plenty. A place where any, even someone like him, could succeed.

Unsurprisingly, he was wrong. Yoska made it to the States and hasn't been able to find work since. His dirty appearance, lack of education, poor English, and near illiteracy probably has something to do with it. He wandered for a few months before he came across the town of Red Lake. He could smell other wolves around the town, and thought that they might be willing to help him. But his skittishness has proved to be his biggest obstacle.

| Family |
He has family still alive and well in Europe, but finding them would be quite a task.

| Strengths |
He is very fast
Intelligent
A quick learner

| Weaknesses |
Physically weak
Poor hunter
Illiterate
He speaks English, but not enough to understand a more diverse vocabulary.

The Other ➳

| Theme Song |
Nowhere Man - The Beatles
"Doesn't have a point of view
Knows not where he's going to
Isn't he a bit like you and me?"

| Extra Information |
I read the rules

The Wolves Of Red Lake (Reboot)

Echo Elizabeth Young

Echo Elizabeth Young

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Basic Information

Name:

Echo Elizabeth Young

Nickname:

Echo-location, Echs (pronounced Ecks)

Birth Date:

01/14/1994

Age:

22

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Relationship Status:

Single

Occupation:

- Graphic designer
- Self made musician in Rock and EDM

In Depth Appearance:

Standing at 5’4” and weighing around 120 pounds, Echo could be described as the Canadian version of a California girl. Her body borders the line between slender and muscular, perhaps a bit stocky, though still retaining the expected curves. Her soft face and gentle brown eyes are bordered by locks of long brown hair, normally curled and draped down her shoulders. Her attire usually consists of a comfortable pair of faded jeans and a white tank top, covered by a loose plaid shirt whose sleeves have been rolled up and generally left unbuttoned. Around the apartment she is usually found wearing plaid pyjama bottoms and whatever top she feels like wearing, along with her favourite slippers. For outdoor footwear, a pair of riding boots or comfy pair of flats adorn her feet.

Scent:

Echo smells of a light vanilla scent.

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Who Am I?

Personality:
♦ Focused ♦ Shy ♦ Kind ♦ Stubborn ♦

Echo is generally a quiet person, often preferring time to herself rather than going to a big party. With some exceptions of course. She is extremely focused and therefore can be rather jumpy when working on a project, however because of this she often misses things outside her skill set and doesn't see the bigger picture. She is quite stubborn once she's made up her mind, but this also translates into extreme determination and she will often go many hours without sleep if it means finishing the task at hand.

Echo is extremely nervous when put on the spot or when meeting new people, mainly because most of her childhood was spent working on computers or learning to code. As well, she's pretty much the definition of an introvert and nervous breakdowns over small things are not uncommon, one can only imagine what would happen to the poor girl if something big happened.

Likes:

- Most types of rock and metal music, along with most EDM genres
- Foreign foods
- Watching sunsets
- Sleeping in
- The feeling of accomplishment after playing a song flawlessly or finishing a design project
- Staying in with her best friends
- Spicy food

Dislikes:

- Loud people
- Ignorance
- Arrogance
- Public speaking
- Being interrupted

Hobbies:

- Watching horror movies
- Snowboarding
- Surfing
- Digital art
- Playing guitar

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Born in the bustling city of Toronto, Echo was an odd child to say the least. Her real parents couldn’t afford to keep her, so they had put her in an orphanage shortly after she was born. At around three years old, she was adopted by her father, Michael White, a well off businessman who developed software for large corporate companies. The two lived in a beautiful high rise in the downtown core, where he home schooled her for the first few years of her life. He taught her all the basics, including learning to speak both english and french fluently. However, her education in math and computers was the high point during this time.

She learned basic coding in a good three to four languages by the time she was finishing the public school curriculum and had also learned how to assemble a computer and how to troubleshoot it when something went wrong. Of course, like any child, she was always more interested in the games one could run on a computer and frequently got distracted from her homework by them.

After finishing public school, her father got a job offer in California and after getting all of the paperwork in order, the two of them moved there so he could pursue his career further. Echo started high school, her first year at school with other people. It was rough for the first little while. No one was really interested in computer programming and she’d never felt more lonely in her life. At home, she often kept to herself and her computer, either writing increasingly advanced code or playing games.

High school graduation day was probably the happiest she had been in a long time. Being the youngest one there was interesting, yet satisfying at the same time; Echo had skipped grade ten because of her excellent previous education. She was quick to move out despite her father’s protests and finished her college education in computer sciences four years later. She moved out to Red Lake into a small apartment, hoping to make a few friends and enjoy herself for a while.

| Family |
How many siblings, any pets and so on.

| Strengths |
Very focused on detail
Musically adept
Total arts kid

| Weaknesses |
Doesn’t know when to stop working
Easily overwhelmed in emotional times
Short attention span

| Theme Song |
Coyote Kisses - Six Shooter
”(I took a)
Cheap shot
A clean miss
Burning my defenses by the shakin' of her hips
(and then she)
Moves in
A quick kiss
Breathing down my neck, she had me wrapped around her wrist”

| Extra Information |
I’ve RED the rules-- Alright, I get it. I’ll stop now...

Mya LaCroix

Mya Sierra LaCroix

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Basic Information

| Name |
Mya Sierra LaCroix

| Date of Birth |
May 19th, 1988

| Gender |
Female

| Sexuality |
Heterosexual

| Occupation |
Private detective, often hired by the Red Lake police for investigations.

| In-Depth Appearance |
Mya stands at 5’6 and weighs in at around 155lbs, with a lean, muscular build and hazel eyes that pierce through even the bravest souls. Her dirty brown hair falls to shoulder length with a slightly evident curl, though is usually seen in a ponytail. Normally she is seen wearing a loose pair of jeans or khakis, topped with a button up dress shirt or a skin tight sports shirt. Black leather boots adorn her feet and calves, while a black leather hooded jacket covers her torso in colder weather or at night. At night, her eyes are even more discomforting, almost giving off a yellow glow if one were to look close enough.

| Scent |
Mya smells of fire and ashes.

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Who Am I?

| Personality |
♦ Respectful ♦ Sadistic ♦ Loyal ♦ Untrusting/Weary ♦

Mya could be compared to a wolf, silently stalking it’s prey for great distances and amounts of time, waiting for the perfect opportunity. When she speaks her words are well thought out and planned well beforehand, designed to get all the information possible out of a suspect. She can be manipulative with people when she sees an opportunity, but otherwise tries to blend in and avoid suspicion while researching her suspects. Or her prey.

Mya tends to hunt suspects that have done unimaginable things to get them where they are. It isn’t uncommon for suspects to suddenly turn up dead in her cases, mostly suspects of violent crimes. Justification by saving future victims.

| Likes & Dislikes |

Likes:
Hunting
Silence
Night time and dark places
Luxurious and fast cars, and both at the same time
Campfires

Dislikes:
Nosey people, oddly enough
Being the center of attention
People who push their religion on others
Police cases that are way to easy to solve
Slow drivers

Hobbies
Archery
Forensic Arts, goes hand in hand with her work
Racing
Martial Arts

| History |

Mya was born to an odd couple. Her mother, Melanie LaCroix was a private business owner and had nestled herself in the solar market out in the more rural areas of the country. Her father? Well, he was almost the exact opposite. Jonathan Shepard spent ten years in prison for assault and breaking and entering before he met Melanie, and then he was re-imprisoned for life after Mya’s birth for the murder of her mother.

After that, Mya was put into an orphanage in New York and went to school like most older children. She frequently got into fights and wound up in the principal's office more times than she could count. She was eventually expelled from school and disappeared from the orphanage, travelling down towards the south in search of a new home. As she grew older, she became involved with the wrong crowds at school, having been detained four or five times for drug possession before she turned eighteen.

After that, it was like someone flicked a lightswitch. Her grades in highschool went from barely passing to almost top of the class, she got her Bachelor’s in both Forensic sciences and Criminology before joining the police force when she was twenty four. By the time she turned twenty seven, she had been promoted to the rank of Detective Sergeant. Mya was then given the opportunity to choose where she wanted to work, before getting a transfer to the town of Red Lake, much to her Captain’s confusion.

She lives a fairly quiet life in Red Lake, investigating the few crimes that do happen in the local area when they occur, as well as taking on private contracts from anonymous parties. Mya is normally seen at the Café or the Police station, usually tucked away in a corning researching her clients and cases.

| Family |
Mother, Melanie LaCroix: Deceased
Father, Jonathan Shepard: Missing

| Strengths |
Can read people’s expressions like a book
Phenomenal ability to create accurate images based on verbal descriptions
Years of practice have made her an excellent archer, and decent at hand to hand combat.

| Weaknesses |
Emotionally detached, probably the result of watching her mother bleed out in front of her.
Slightly affected by PTSD, a few triggers from her time in the police force

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| Theme Song |
All My Life – Foo Fighters
”All my life I've been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day”

| Extra Information |
Read the rules. Again. Seriously, for like the fifth time.