Pathei Mathos

Heroes of Olympus: the Next Age of Heroes

@Sharidi37495 The roleplay has been closed for some time, now. Before it’s demise, it was already full and no longer accepting new members. Apologies for your wait. Nally is pretty busy most of the time. Don’t take it personal if she doesn’t answer right away!

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

^{Collab by myself, @eclecticwitch, @ineffable, and @ejected
Starring Bea, Carter, Gavin, Georgie and Sawyer.}

Sawyer walked away from Georgie in a sort of hurried shuffle, only making it a few paces before he stopped in his tracks to make an awkward failed attempt to pull his backpack from off his shoulders. He needed his phone to call Gavin. There was no way he was going to be able to drive home like this. Why hadn’t he just waited and ridden with his brother in the first place? Whatever.

The boy growled a curse at the ground as he finally slipped off one strap, unzipping the bag before digging through it to retrieve his cellular device. He pressed his thumb into the power button, lighting up his face, causing him to pull the phone back several inches as he squinted at the screen. Quickly, he found Gavin’s name and hit send, pressing his phone up to his ear as he slowly started to scan the crowd, trying to focus on standing in one place.

There were a few rings before Sawyer felt a hand on his arm, pulling him back nearly causing him to stumble and fall back onto his ass. He lazily recovered himself and stood up, holding onto Georgie for support as much as he was trying to support her in the process, his head and shoulder scrunched up to hold his phone to his ear.

”Georgie,” the boy let out a heavy sigh, shaking his head as he opened his mouth to say something before he heard his brother answer on the other end of the line. ”Gavin, we need t--” and that’s when it hit him. Literally.

The boy paused a moment, practically frozen in place. He didn’t know whether he wanted to be mad, walk away, ask if she was okay, or throw up, himself. Sawyer forcibly swallowed, taking a deep breath before looking up at Georgie with a conflicted expression on his face. ”Come find me, please,” he spoke into the phone before grabbing it from his shoulder to end the call and stuffed the phone into the side of his costume.

He blinked solemnly a few times before saying in a soft, concerned tone, ”We should get you t-” It was then that Bea came up with Carter following close behind. Bea took the lead and offered Georgie some help which had Sawyer a bit relieved he wouldn’t have to deal with this alone. It’d been a while since he’d seen Bea, it was nice to see a familiar, friendly face in this dark hour.

Georgie reeled back from Sawyer and clutched herself in horror. Holy shit. She’d just puked on him and while she was still feeling awful, it was all heightened with the guilt. She didn’t want to say it but it looked like she’d created a pretty horrible mess and he was still concerned about her? She looked up as Bea came to support her and shook her head at the concern. ”Thanks Bea but-” Georgie waved a hand in Sawyer’s general direction, too ashamed to even say his name.

Trying to make light of the situation as well as attempting to take his mind off of the puke all over him, Sawyer playfully chided his friend. ”You know, I’m the one who got thrown up on, right?”

Although Carter didn't hesitate to follow behind Bea towards the scene of the crime, the young man suddenly found himself wondering if his presence was even needed at that particular moment. Sure, he'd given Georgie a ride to the party, but they had yet to develop the sort of close relationship that she'd obviously already had with Bea and... Sawyer. God, was that smell awful; Carter couldn't help but hold his breath as he stood near the boy whose chest was now freshly painted with Georgie's vomit. It was almost enough to make him gag a bit himself. Nevertheless, he stood by just in case his assistance was needed; he'd even grabbed her a bottle of water on the way over and offered it to her as Bea tried her best to assist. "Happens to the best of us," Carter said with a reassuring half-smile as he did so.

Bea languidly moved her gaze from Georgie to Sawyer. Her eyes travelled down, up, and then back down his frame. Her cool, even stare was nearly clinical as it assessed the young man. "Yes, you did," she responded in a blithe manner. "Let's step outside. Fresh air and a hose do wonders." Her voice offered a calm foundation for the drunken pair to stand upon. "Come along." She gestured for Carter to help steady Georgie while she pushed Sawyer toward the backyard.

Sawyer simply raised an eyebrow at Bea’s look, pressing his lips into a fine line at her tone. ’Alright then,’ he thought to himself flatly. It was just then that he felt a hand on his bare shoulder, turning to see his brother’s face beaming at him. The smaller boy glared at his sibling. ”What?”

Gavin chuckled softly and shook his head. ”Nothing, bruv. I wasn’t observing you guys from just over there the entire time, or anything,” he laughed, squeezing Sawyer’s shoulder as he helped Bea lead the two out towards the backyard. Gavin looked over at Georgie with a soft smile and reached a hand out, tenderly rubbing her arm. ”Hey Geeg, after we get all cleaned up, think you’d like a ride home, or.. Did you get a ride?”

Georgie grabbed onto Carter quite unceremoniously as they walked outside towards the water hose. She could smell the stink of her own puke and wrinkled her nose, glancing over towards Sawyer. ”Sawyer, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it. I’ll-We’ll clean you up.” She was glad that she had such good friends who took care of her all the time but she didn’t feel particularly nice to think that Sawyer was still covered in her vomit from basically head to toe. She turned to Gavin as he spoke and nodded.

”I’d love to get a ride home from you...Hopefully I won’t stain the car or anything of the sort or else I can Uber from here...” She trailed off as she reached for the hose and turned it on, holding it up so it splashed Sawyer. However, soon enough due to her inebriated state she stumbled and dropped the hose, watching horrifically as it snaked water everywhere.

In quick motions, Carter used the heel of his boot to stop the hose from snaking around in the grass; he then picked it up and offered Georgia a meek grin before continuing what she'd originally set out to do. "It's fine, I got it. Don't worry about it," he said, figuring that it'd be wise to let someone who wasn't totally drunk handle the hose.

Bea took the chance to light herself a cigarette. She blew smoke away from the small group and approached Carter. "Allow me." She retrieved the hose from him before turning it on Sawyer first. It didn't have one of those fancy nozzle things on it so she used her thumb to direct the spray. From top to bottom she was sure to thoroughly wet the young man. Georgia was next. She didn't soak the girl as much but did give her a good spritzing.

Gavin nodded at Georgie’s reply to accepting the ride, giving his brother’s shoulder a firm squeeze before letting him go as they reached their destination. The boy would have taken up cleaning off Sawyer but it seemed Georgie had it in mind to make it up to him by trying to ‘help’. When the hose fell and began snaking everywhere, he stepped back out of the way knowing one of the other two would get it. He may not have spent much time on his makeup for his ‘stume, but he was kind of anal about keeping it looking nice. Gavin simply looked on as Carter recovered the hose, with Bea taking charge. Cigarettes. His distaste for the scent pushed him even further away, smirking as Bea started spraying Sawyer off.

Sawyer half-smiled at Georgie’s attempt to help, not really minding when he got sprayed by the hose after it dropped. The sound of a lighter caught in the boy’s ears, his eyes quickly latching onto the cigarette in Bea’s hand being lit. He grit his teeth so hard, then, they started to ache. It had been quite a long time since he’d had a hit off of one. The smell was bittersweet. Bitter because of the withdrawls, but sweet because.. Well, it was definitely better than the upchuck smell. _{Sorry, Georgie.}

Sawyer hadn’t realized he was focusing so hard on Bea’s light until he felt the cold water hit him. The stream was much harder this time, and Bea didn’t seem to care that his backpack was getting soaked along with him. He lazily took it off and tossed it at his brother, which fell short and landed just at his feet. The boy grumbled something to himself under his breath, giving Bea a look once she was done hosing him down. ”Thanks.”

“Any time,” Bea responded with a breath of smoke. A rare grin appeared on her freckled face.

Sawyer shuffled over to his bag and snatched it up, wandering off behind a bush as he attempted to unzip his backpack to snag out the costume he had hidden away in it. ”Um, where are you going?” Gavin asked, raising an eyebrow at his brother. Sawyer chuckled to himself, making sure he couldn’t be seen by anyone in the yard and quickly pushed the sopping wet costume bottoms down to the floor, reaching around the bush to slingshot the bottoms out at the group with a drunken howl of laughter. Somehow, he then managed to pull on his fresh pair of boxer briefs and back-up costume from the year before, leaving the hood off as he came out from behind the bushes with a grin-smirk plastered on his face.

Georgie mentally face palmed herself as she watched the rest of them clean up for her. She gave a lazy smile to both Bea and Carter before she turned slightly, basking in the spray of water from the hose. It was cold and nice and pulled her relatively outside of her own drunken thoughts for a second. With that going on it meant that she had a small moment of clarity, a coincidence as she watched Sawyer’s gaze catch onto the cigarette in Bea’s fingers. Even in her drunken state she had some distaste staining her mind. She should just let it go, she knew that but after all that had happened...God she had to stop. Georgie looked around her as Sawyer made his way to the bushes, probably to change his outfit before she gave a wide smile to Carter, Bea and Gavin.

”Thanks for helping me out here, guys. You guys are the absolute best. And thank you Carter for helping me to deal...I’m sure Bea and Gavin know my antics well enough to not be disgusted by me but well…” She gestured towards her wet self and wrinkled her nose. ”I’m a mess!” She giggled before letting out a loud whoop of laughter as a pair of flying briefs sailed through the air and Sawyer’s delighted exclamation followed it.

"It's no big deal," Carter said with a chuckle as he took a glance down at Sawyer's costume bottoms that had just landed at his feet. "We all have our own messes."

Bea went about turning off the hose and putting it away. As she was coming back toward the group a pair of Star Wars themed shorty shorts landed at her feet. She blinked down at them before she picked them up between her forefinger and thumb. Her eyes landed on Sawyer as he came out from behind the bushes. “I think you dropped something,” she said in deadpan. Her eyes then slid to Georgie. “We gals gotta stick together. Take care of each other.” She tossed the wet shorts at her.

Georgie squealed in surprise, grabbing onto the sopping shorts before she let out a loud ”URGH!” and throwing it quite frantically into the air, ran to give Bea a push and a snub to the nose. ”Girls gotta stick together my ass, Beeeeeaaaa!”

Bea blinked in surprise at the contact and then smiled as she wrapped an arm about Georgia’s waist. “I believe I deserve a little more kindness than that,” she teased lightly, before pulling her into a light hug - careful not to burn her with the cigarette.

Gavin nodded at Georgie and smiled at her words, watching as his brother stepped out from behind the brush with his Spiderman costume on. Sawyer rolled his eyes at Bea’s ‘you dropped something’ and stepped forward to take his shorts from Bea before she slung them at Georgie, his face turning a bit shaded at the action as he tried to hold back a laugh. Gavin watched the shorts sail into the air like a pop-fly as Georgie threw them away from her, following them till they landed directly in his open hand.

Sawyer stepped up to his brother, snagging the shorts from his hand and the backpack at his feet before walking off towards the back door to head for the front. Gavin watched as his brother just wandered off without a word, raising an eyebrow a moment before clearing his throat as he turned to face the girls in their embrace. ”Well, I hate to break up the band, but I think Peter Parker is ready to go home.” He smiled softly at Georgie, holding out an elbow for her to grab and lean on while they walked. ”Madam, if you wouldn’t mind.”

Georgie turned to the rest of the group, giggling a bit as she held up one hand for a wave and locked her other arm on Gavin’s. ”Thanks for helping me out tonight...Bea, Carter I both owe you a big one. You know my number.” She winked at them before turning to give Gavin a kiss on the cheek, whispering happily in his ear.

”And as for you...An early thank you for helping to drive me home. If I puke on the car...it’s no longer my fault for being allowed there in the first place.” And with that she started dragging him off of the lawn, throwing frantic air kisses in Bea and Carter’s direction.

Bye bye, vomit cleaning crew.

Legends of Carnation Island (SHELVED)

Please tell me someone knows the name I used xP

@Dirty Pretty Lies @spooner I am at your mercy.

Patch Cipriano

Peter Cipriano •♜• "Call me 'Patch'." 22-Years-Old •♜• November 5th Single •♜• Heterosexual English •♜• ASL •♜• Italian

"When enough people make false promises, words stop meaning anything. Then there are no more answers, only better and better lies." -Jon Snow, Game of Thrones Appearance Details Hair:　Dark brown •♜• Cropped short •♜• Natural Eyes:　Blue-Grey •♜• Almond-shaped Height:　Six foot Two inches Body Type: Athletic •♜• Mesomorph Clothing Style: "I don't dress to impress. I undress to impress." Nice-Casual •♜• Dark Colors •♜• 1.0 ; 2.0 ; 3.0 ; 4.0 ; 5.0 ; 6.0 ; 7.0 Scars/Tattoos: Patch has plenty of scarring across his back, the story of where they came from never surfaced but people always speculate. Patch lets people have their fun, and rather enjoys listening to what clever little things they can create. Patch's right forearm has a tattoo that he created himself, while his left forearm's tattoo he gave the creativity up to his artist. His right hand also has a tattoo, which is a matching one he has with his sister. Shh. Don't tell their mom! She's only 16. It's practically skin colored so you can hardly see it. Yes, he's a bad influence.. but if you look at the tattoo, you'll give him a bit of slack. For a guy like him, he'd never get something like this on his own. It was Sofia who got him into the series in the first place. Personality Traits Patch is the kind of like Rachel in a way. He can fit in with any group of people. He fits in well with the jocks and preppy bitches but is down to hang with the nerds and outcasts, as well. He's hardheaded, but his strong-willed nature is what keeps him from letting others beat him down, no matter how hard they try. Patch was the silent-watcher from the shadows, standing up for those who couldn't or didn't know how for their own selves. He holds his head high with eyes forward, hardly ever letting anything really effect him. He has a tough outer shell that's practically impenetrable. Some seem to think he has an overconfident, 'I'm better than you' attitude, but that's not the case at all. He just acts like he doesn't care about virtually anything. As much as he doesn't show it, Patch can be quite the lover at times but only with select people. His mother and kid sister being the two at the top of that very short list. Patch has quite the dark side, as well. Both good and bad. The girls get to see the good side, if you catch my drift. He's practically Mister Grey himself, but only if it's asked for and consensual. He never takes what he is told he can't have. As for the darker side in him, don't get on his bad side and you won't have to worry about it. He has a lot of built up emotion in him that he tends to try and hide. Lot of anger, self-hate and abandonment. The abandonment tying into his having commitment issues, and not having had a relationship since his Junior year in high school. There's a lot more to Patch than people like to think, but he doesn't make it easy for them. He's very secretive about his life and likes to keep it that way. Good luck trying to crack the surface.

_{Relation to Rachel Ashford}

Patch knew Rachel from high school. Of course he knew her. Who didn't? She was probably one of the only girls he hadn't slept with in their class. He had major respect for her. Things between them were cool, on a level he didn't have with anyone else. They had a sort of understanding, for what it was worth. As real as Rachel was most times, her rich-girl personality reminded him of Sharpay Evans, and he often teased her with the name. Patch also occasionally did mechanic work on her car when it needed it. He never charged her, even when she insisted.

_{Upbringing Synopsis}

Patch grew up under the care of his mother and grandmother. His father was around for some time, but he doesn't remember much of him, or at least he pretends not to. Says he only remembers that the "man" had left when Patch's sister was born, just shortly before he entered 3rd grade. For the most part, he stuck to himself and avoided hanging around too many people. Most days he was stuck in his mom's garage working on the bike he'd built from the ground up during his freshman year in high school. Patch was mostly a loner, but occasionally took the time to go out on the town with friends and cause chaos. He was tired of seeing his mom struggle on her own and started working as soon as he was able to snag a work permit. He helped her pay the bills around the house and helped as much as he could with his baby sister. In Patch's Junior year of high school during his last relationship involved an unplanned pregnancy that ended in a miscarriage and the end to their relationship. After her, Patch decided that he wanted to be alone and to focus only on himself. At least until he was ready to take another shot at commitment and settling down. He figures he's in his early 20's and deserves to truly live life before giving his mother what she's been bugging him about since he could remember. Grandkids. His kids. He often teased his mother and told her she'd have to wait till his sister was grown and old enough to have her own kids before she'd receive any. For now, Patch's focus was to get out and enjoy life as much as he could. He'd worked his ass off during the school year just so that he'd be available for the summer just like the rest of his peers would. It was more his mother's insisting that got him to finally agree to take the time off. 'You deserve a real summer, Polpetto, don't waste it. Have fun,' she would say. So here he was, getting the invitation of a lifetime from an old friend. How couldn't he take up the offer?

Family

Kristen Cipriano-Delaney •♜• Mother •♜• FC: Kate Beckinsale
Sofia Cipriano •♜• Sister •♜• FC: Kaylee Bryant

Misc

Wade Poezyn •♜• #11101f
Hot dogs!

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Legends of Carnation Island (SHELVED)

@spooner I didn’t, actually. Haven’t taken a look at anyone else’s names. But yeah, sure. I’ll figure something out. Sorry ‘bout that.

Legends of Carnation Island (SHELVED)

Still under MAJOR construction.. just posting him for now, cause I need sleep! Will edit sometime tomorrow once I'm home from work.

Dakry "The Bear" Grisham

(will add in name header later)

Name

Dakry Grisham

Nicknames

Dak. The Bear. "Teddy". ^{Only one person ever got away with calling him that.}

Age

22

Gender

Male

Sexuality

Heterosexual

Relationship Status

Just recently got dumped a few months back, tries hiding his pain by sleeping around with girls but he still really loves his ex-girlfriend. He'd never openly admit to it, though.

Relation to Rachel

Yet just another girl that Dak was "friend-zoned" by. He was always there for the girl when she needed someone to talk to, when no one else was there. Of course, like most the guys that knew Rachel, Dak had a huge crush on her, but he remained a loyal friend to her and still he remains. With the invitation, Dak was kind of surprised, though. Even after his glow-up after high school, he didn't feel like he really belonged in the "in-crowd". This may just be his time to shine.

Appearance Details

• Hair: Dark brown | Straight, hangs past ears | Combed back
• Eyes: Blue-Grey
• Height: 6'3"
• Body Type: Slim, muscular. Athletic.
• Clothing Style: Type of Fashion | Examples of clothing items they wear frequently or that can be found in their closet
• Scars and Tattoos: Dak has really bad scarring on his left hand, which he usually ties some kind of cloth over it. A house fire from his childhood left him with some real bad burns, his hand being the only part of his body with lasting scars.
  Dak also has several tattoos. -tbc-

Personality Traits

Positive and negative, as many as you want

Upbringing Synopsis

1 or 2 paragraphs about your character and how they got to where they’re at today.

Misc.

Daniel Portman | #5D6D7E
Any extra things you want to say about your character that haven't been covered in the previous sections. Like family or interests
_{Absolutely nothing. I starved.}

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

____________________________________ Interactions: Sawyer Lockwood Location: Salvador Household ____________________________________

"𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕?" Gavin had found his way to the same block his brother had parked on, sitting behind the old Chevy while he quietly watched people pass along the sidewalk. He'd been sitting there for a few minutes, not really sure if he wanted to actually make an appearance at the party or just go on home where he had told most he'd be for the night. He hadn't R.S.V.P.'d. Gavin was stuck being the designated driver, so no real fun could be had, tonight. He could just have Sawyer or Astraia buzz him when they were ready. Sure. No. Of course he couldn't. He had to go. With Yessi having been gone so long she wouldn't know what signs to look out for with Sawyer to be sure he stayed in his lane. Gavin had to go. Plus, he'd spent all of fifteen minutes with the makeup for his costume. He wasn't about to let that go to waste. Alright, fine. He was going. Gavin pushed open his truck door and thrust himself out into the cool night air, clutching to his Hogwarts robe as he shut and locked the door behind him. The tall, lanky beanpole of a boy wandered off towards the cheering and loud music down the road. He made his way on inside and immediately scanned the crowd to find his brother. Hopefully he hadn't gotten into anything troubling yet. Then again, the night was still young. He had plenty of time to have to be saved from shit. The music being a bit loud, Gavin had no hopes of yelling to locate his delinquent brother. The boy quickly pulled out his phone and shot him a message before tucking his phone into his pocket before strolling through the crowd of people already having a good time.

Legends of Carnation Island

*casually tosses maybe interest in*

If I decide to join in, I'm bringing Daniel Portman (a.k.a. Podrick Payne from GoT) in for a male character. No idea on name or color code yet. Female character tbt.

Kay, going to bed now.

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

After the one Lockwood brother fled the home, it left one with an empty home. Gavin knew his father wouldn't be back for some time, being stuck at a late night 'meeting'. As if he really expected the boys, well at least Gavin, to not put two and two together when these "meetings" seemed to get longer and longer every time he had to stay late. The man seemed to be in a better mood the morning after them, too. They weren't kids anymore. Hello.

After a half-panicked search on his bed, Gavin finally found his phone amidst the outfits that he'd laid out earlier before he'd decided on his last-minute costume for the night. He ran a hand through his hair and let out a hefty sigh before connecting his phone to it's Bluetooth speaker which he had Sawyer rig to more speakers hanging from every corner of his room. Gavin pulled up Spotify and flipped through music for a minute or two before searching up a Halloween playlist, pressing shuffle before sitting down at his counter top to start on his makeup. It proved to be a bit difficult to stay focused to create the fake scars across his face with the music playing the way it was. Paper Planes by M.I.A. It was definitely getting him in the mood to party, and didn't help that it made him want to rush. He needed to take his time on the makeup or risk messing it up. Gavin wouldn't be happy unless it was absolutely perfect the way he envisioned it.

A mere thirty minutes had passed before the Lockwood boy had finished up his scarring makeup for his Remus Lupin costume, feeling quite satisfied with the look. Now, time to slip on the Hogwarts uniform and he could be on his way out the door to the party. As he rounded the corner from his bathroom to the bedroom, he stopped dead in his tracks, caught in a stare-off with one of Sawyer's rescued pups, Scoob. Who currently, was laying directly on top of Gavin's outfit... more than likely shedding his fair worth of fur onto said outfit. Gavin looked towards his cracked open door, then back to Scoob who lay with his head on his paws while wagging his tail gently as soon as Gavin's eyes met his.

"Where's your brother, Scoob?" Gavin asked the dog, to which the pitty gave a low awoo at him. Bagheera, or as Gavin often liked to call him "Padfoot", was nowhere to be seen. Highly unusual, as the two bullies were inseparable more than half the time. Gavin made a sharp sskt! at Scoob, who obediently hopped down and off the bed, wandering off towards the bedroom door before pushing his nose through to disappear into the hallway. Gavin shook his head and chuckled to himself, grabbing his lint roller from his dresser to begin de-furring his costume, slipping it on once it was Scoob-free. Gavin looked around his room a moment before he started flipping through his sheets and discarded outfit choices as he had when looking for his phone, but this time he was searching for the wand he has for his costume. Was just a stick he'd found on his walk around the neighborhood one day that he'd whittled down to look more like Remus' wand.

From behind him, he could hear a rhythmic thumping. The boy grit his teeth slightly before turning to face the intruder, who matter-o-fact had exactly what he was looking for hanging from his mouth. "Baghy. Bring that here," Gavin spoke to the dog sternly. Now, the thing with Bagheera, he was a lot like Sawyer in many ways. He didn't like listening to you, and didn't like being told what to do. The pitty's ears tweaked as if he heard something from downstairs, giving Gavin one last big ol' pitty grin before taking off down the hallway with the stick still in tow. "BAGHEERA!!" Gavin sprinted forward to try catching the dog but of course there was no competition. The boy whipped his door open in time to see the dog's tail disappearing down the staircase. Gavin shook his head and made a mental note to talk to Sawyer about putting his pup into some real training classes.

Grabbing up his keys, phone and wallet, Gavin made his way downstairs to the front door, but not before passing Bagheera who was chewing on Gavin's stick wand. "Yeah, no, don't worry. I didn't need that or anything. You go ahead and keep it." Baghy acknowledged his words with a few wags of his tail before continuing to cronch! down on his newfound toy. Gavin rolled his eyes and pushed his way out the front door, being sure to lock it before making his way out to the garage. The boy slid into his Toyota and turned the engine over, flipping on his headlights before leaning back in his seat, picking out a song in the playlist to listen to on the way over to Kavi's to join his brother and friends in what he would hoped would be a great night of partying and having fun. With everything set, Gavin headed off into the night.

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

It was tempting. It was really tempting. As Sawyer stood there in nothing but his Halloween costume, _{if you could even consider a themed pair of boxer briefs a 'costume',} he eyed his costume from the year before while chewing on his lip. 'Why did I agree to this?' The boy pulled on the fabric at his groin and snatched his cell from his desk, quickly typing out a text to his friend, Astraia. He sent it off, and nearly as soon as he had sent it, he had a reply back. Did that girl have her phone surgically attached to her hand? Sawyer rolled his eyes and typed back a couple more replies before placing his phone where it once sat, smirking to himself at the way she was so openly flirty. He knew better than to think it was only him she was like that with, but a guy could only dream, right? Plus, she was one of his greatest friends. The playful banter was cute and all, but at the end of the day he knew where they stood and that was alright with him. It'd been that way for years. Nothing was going to change that.

As if on queue, Gavin swung the door wide open and Sawyer immediately regret not locking it in the first place. Gavin's laughter filled Sawyer's room, but it wasn't at all funny to him. "You're actually gonna wear it?" Sawyer narrowed his eyes at his brother. "You know Yess' never gonna let me live it down if I don't wear what she picked out for this party. She wants us, and I quote 'thirst trappin'." Sawyer rolled his eyes with a bit of a smirk, over-exaggerating the air quotes. Gavin, however, had a coy little smile of his own on his features as he spoke. "You know who else is going, don't you?" Sawyer's heart skipped a beat, knowing all too well who his annoying twin brother was speaking of. It took a second before Sawyer could recover himself, turning away so that Gavin couldn't see the bit of hurt in his face.

"So what the hell are you going as, anyway? What did Yess pick out for you?" Sawyer managed to collect himself, turning to face his brother once more. "What's that smirk for?" Without hesitation, "I told her I wasn't going. I knew she'd pick something obscene out for us if I had told her that I was, in fact, going. I've got to finish doing the make-up for it, though. I'll meet you there, alright? Just don't do anything crazy. Only a few drinks tonight, okay? We talked about th--" "Okay, yes mom!" Sawyer mentally winced at the word. It'd been ages since it had slipped from his mouth. The boy grit his teeth as he snatched his previous year's costume up and stuffed it into his backpack, slinging it over his shoulder before scooping up his Vader mask up under his free arm.

Before Gavin could make another unnecessary comment or demand, Sawyer gave his brother a salute and slipped out of his room and on down the hallway to the stairs. He descended two at a time, hoping to get the hell out of dodge before their father made it home to see his delinquent son dressed so... horrifically. And not in a good, 'punny' way, either. The boy made it down into the garage and clicked the door button, unlocking and climbing up into his truck. It was a 1979 Chevy Silverado 4x4. 4" Rancho Suspension Lift, 3" Body Lift, 38.5" Gumbo Monster Mudders 15x12 Chrome Wheels, Diamond Plate Tool Box, 2 KC 150Watt Lights, Grill Guard, MileMarker Part-Time Kit, Warn Hubs, Dual Exhaust w/echo tips, Sunroof, Tinted Windows, Pioneer Stereo System, AirTank/Bumper Combo, and 17" Drop Hitch.

Not that every kid at King's Academy had a "sweeeeet ride", but Sawyer didn't care much for money or the fame of owning a fast & furious car. As long as it ran, and ran true, he was alright. The boy, with a bit of his uncle's help as well as a couple of friends, helped him rebuild it from the ground up. His next project would be a 1969 Chevy Camaro SS. One day... for now, he started up his truck and pulled out from their driveway, heading on down towards Kavi's place. Sawyer wasn't typically a fan of Kavi's, as he used to be his brother's bully when they first moved to the area back in Junior High all the way up to a short time ago. Sawyer had gotten into a few scuffles with the boy, but Kavi never seemed to have a problem with Sawyer. Eventually, once Kavi started to leave Gavin alone, they seemed to have somewhat of a mutual understanding of each other. If anything, Yessi was to blame for tonight. The coming to the party, and the get-up. That girl could convince the Devil to sing hymns.

Sawyer pulled his truck into a spot a couple of blocks away from the Salvador residence, blasting his own version of Halloween music. His speakers blasted the ending to Running with the Devil by Van Halen before shutting his beast off, stepping down onto the pavement. He could hear the music blasting from where he stood, chewing on his bottom lip as he stared off down the road where Kavi's house was located. The boy took a deep breath before swinging his backpack strap over his shoulder and pushing forward, texting both his friend and brother that he had made it to the party. He hoped he wouldn't see old familiar faces tonight, the kind that bring trouble for the recovering addict. Sawyer picked up his pace, hurrying along the sidewalk as he pulled his Vader helmet on over his face. As if he wasn't already embarrassed enough at just simply wearing the costume, but to have everyone gawk at him as he entered Kavi's home would be an absolute disaster. Let them think he was whoever.

The boy fell in with a small group of people heading for the door, dipping his head to Kavi as he was squeezed between the others through the doorway. Sawyer had half a mind to ask Kavi if he had a place to stash his backpack, but decided against it as the boy seemed preoccupied with greeting guests as they filed in. It was time for Sawyer to find a more familiar face to hang around to get the fun trouble of the night started, which didn't take very long before Sawyer practically ran into Aurelio. The Lockwood twin side stepped, recovering quickly as he steadied himself off Relio's arm. "Ey! Reli, nice costume, man! ...what are ya? 'Swimmin for Bitches'?" he laughed, clapping his buddy on the shoulder. The boy looked around for Yessi, knowing she wouldn't be too far away. The boy just had to spot the sluttiest costume there and it'd probably end up being her.