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Post is on it's way! Just writing up Caleb's part now :)

Written: A Fairytale RP

@McHaggis@Roosan HOW DARE YOU TWO USE THE DOCTOR AND ROSE AS ROBIN HOOD AND MAID MARIAN!! DEAR GOD YOU MONSTERS!! _{Just ignore me as I cry over residual Rose/Ten feels}

Aʀʀᴏᴡsᴍɪᴛʜ: Fʀᴇsʜᴍᴀɴ Yᴇᴀʀ

Are we shipping now????

Caleb X Indie
Caleb X Poetry
Caleb X Nathan (Ugh the ideas that could go into this one, like this would be an intense roller coaster of a ride)
Caleb X Conan
Caleb X Oberon

Jacob X Lily (EVEN THOUGH I'M GOING TO BURN THIS TO THE GROUND)
Jacob X Abbie
Jacob X Indie
Jacob X Literally every chick at this school, he's a ho

Lily X Oberon
Lily X Ronin
Lily X Tadhg
Lily X Derek

Also, I'll probably have a post up sometime tomorrow :)

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Changed Lily's age to 14 so her birthday made more sense, since she's not really one to get held back :P

SoS: Semblance of Suburbia

Here's my first character by the way :) There may end up being a second one, not quite sure, but he's still a WIP until me, Lovely and Uni discuss the Helmsley history :)

Caleb Helmsley - WIP

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.:| N/A | 17 | Single | Bisexual | Male |:.

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.:| A P P E A R A N C E |:.

Tall and lanky, Caleb has always felt out of place in his family, and this has quite a lot to do with his appearance. He doesn't have the broad shoulders and strapping good looks of his dad, and his mother and sister's tan skin and dark hair completely skipped him. In fact, a number of people have asked if he's adopted. In truth, all resemblance to his family is seen in the way he walks, talks, and carries himself. His posture is rigid, and he walks through people rather than around them. His voice holds an authority that makes people turn around and listen. That's all from his dad, not that he's willing to admit it. He does have a tattoo of a lighthouse (shhh) on his ankle, which is why he wears pants or high tops most of the time. He dresses quite fashionably, expensive sweaters and jackets, and many think him to be a young substitute teacher when they're meeting him for the first time at school.

.:| P E R S O N A L I T Y |:.

Arrogant. Bossy. Demanding. Annoyingly intelligent. And manipulative as all hell. The first things anyone will ever tell you about Caleb Helmsley. In their defense, it's all true. Caleb is the kid in school who's always the group leader, not only because he's probably the smartest kid in the group, but also because he's been kissing the teacher's ass for the past three months. He knows exactly how to get what he wants, and he's in no way, shape, or form afraid to do said things. He's a ruthless little bastard, but who can really fault him.

Another thing on the long list of things that Caleb is that rubs people the wrong way, is his bossiness. He runs everything like a dictatorship, and in his defense, it works. His group of friends, while near and dear to his heart, get shunned when they piss him off. His newspaper staff is constantly churning out award winning stories because he won't accept anything less. Sure, plenty of people despise him, but to Caleb, it's all just another step on the ladder to success. He doesn't pull punches either. He's harsh, just like the truth that he often spills.

All this makes Caleb seem like a pretty irredeemable asshole. And he sort of is. But he does have a heart, hidden away, very deep down. He's a loyal friend, all be it a very rude one, but he's still a loyal one. He really does care about people, he's just utter trash at showing it any other way than getting on their ass. He cares incredibly deeply about an incredible amount of things, which is something that most people don't really understand. Going hand in hand with this caring, he's a hopeless romantic, and a passionate one at that. He gets very attached to his significant other, and is a tad jealous as well, though he's rather embarrassed about that. In short, he's a big teddy bear in a very, very thick shell.

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.:| H I S T O R Y |:.

What is your character's story? Have they always lived in Lakewood Summit and, if not, where did they come from? Have they always been wealthy? What was their childhood like, or are they still living through it? This section can be as long as you want it to be, but please offer at least two paragraphs.

.:| O C C U P A T I O N |:.

Student at Lakewood Academy

Runs the school newspaper

Secretly runs the Lakewood Scandalmonger, a gossip column that dishes out dirt on the residents of Lakewood.

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.:| H O B B I E S |:.

✒️ Writing
✒️ Reading
✒️ Bossing people around
✒️ Partying
✒️ Pissing off his dad
✒️ Journalism

.:| R E L A T I O N S H I P S |:.

Christopher Helmsley – Father – Brief description of relationship.
Bianca Helmsley – Mother – Brief description of relationship.
Sofia Helmsley – Sister – Brief description of relationship.

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Aʀʀᴏᴡsᴍɪᴛʜ: Fʀᴇsʜᴍᴀɴ Yᴇᴀʀ

@mskennedy615 Thanks! I've been debating changing it to something Hamilton related (because history in musical form is legit the best thing ever) but I love my sig gif way too much to change it :P

Written: A Fairytale RP

Probably gonna make Tinkerbell, just cause I'm a nutjob and it will bother me for ever if there's no Tink for Peter. Debating between a lot of face claim ideas, mainly Margot Robbie, Amanda Seyfried, and Antonia Thomas. If anyone has any ideas feel free to float them my way :)

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@Thane REID!!!!! _{sorry don't mind me, everyone continue with what they were doing}

Divided We Stand

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B R E N N A & J A M E S

Location: Brenna's Dorm
Interacting With: Eachother
Mood: Nervous -> Vulnerable -> Hurt -> Devastated -> Angry -> Numb
Mood: Curious -> Sad -> Regretful

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Click

The door to Brenna's dorm shut, and she turned to face this boy who'd nearly stolen her heart. Is it really stealing if you wanted someone to have it? she asked herself silently, her face a mask of melancholy and thought. Looking up into James' face, she bit her lip. He made her nervous. So, so, so nervous. She shook her head. It's just like ripping off a band-aid she thought, taking a deep breath.

"I think we need to end this," James said, before Brenna could even open up her mouth. Her breath left her. Her eyes grew wide with shock. "Wha-what?" she managed to eke out of her trembling lips. Was this real? He was leaving her? Her? "Brenna, it's not you. You're perfect, it's just...it's Gia. This whole thing has gotten too out of hand. It's too much for me, and I can't stand by you while you go down this path," James said, his voice trembling slightly.

Brenna backed up from him, more out of instinct than reason. She couldn't be near him right now, and her brain knew this. Her breathing was becoming more rapid as her brain processed the things he said, as her eyes began to well up with tears. "You can't do this," she whispered, her breath turning to a cloud of mist that hung in front of her face as the room grew steadily colder, so much so that James, not prepared for a flash freeze was shivering.

"You can't do this!" she shouted this time, her scream sending James stepping back this time. Her hand curled into a fist and slammed down on her desk, tears streaming down her face, her sobs growing louder. "You're just like the rest of them! You're a coward! Gia is fighting prejudice! We're fighting the judgement they've been heaping onto us since day one! And you're too afraid to change things! You bastard!" Her voice broke on the last scream, and everything she'd been trying to hold back came flooding forth, and she collapsed in a mess of tears and sobs.

"Brenna, wait," but Brenna cut him off. Once more he began, trying to speak over the spiraling mess that was Brenna Lancaster. "Gia isn't fighting any prejudice! What she did to Avalon and Will at that party was wrong! And she's going to drag you down to her level!" "Get out! Get out! Get out, get out, get out!" Brenna shrieked, and James fled the room.

Brenna wasn't sure how long she sat there, but it was long enough for her tears to dry, leaving her eyes red and swollen. She sniffled as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was a mess. Why though? She had only been flirting with James for a month or so. They hadn't even been dating. But you'd wanted to she thought. That was it. She hadn't been close with anyone in so long, hadn't entertained the idea of a boyfriend, of someone to hold in so long. And she'd let the thought infect her, make her wake. Well, she wouldn't make that mistake again. From now on, she'd be the Snow Queen they all knew her to be. She'd be as cold as ice.

Written: A Fairytale RP

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Location: His Treehouse -> Mystvale Proper
Interacting With: | Jessamine Oakwing @MiddleEarthRoze |
_{Peter's Outfit}

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Peter very much liked living in isolation. It was his preferred state of being. Going into town was a special trip reserved for when he needed groceries, or there was urgent business that needed attending to. Or if there was an earthquake that nearly destroyed his house. Hey, his tree house may look nice, but it's still built in a tree, and is quite susceptible to the earth shaking. Add in a mysterious message from Lucy Pevensie, fellow former resident of the Never, and his curiosity was piqued. Piqued just enough to head into town.

And so, he scaled down his tree, shoes crunching the dead, damp leaves that blanketed the forest floor. Hands shoved in his jacket pockets, his breath forming miniature clouds of mist in front of him, he made his way into town, his scowl slightly less scowly today. After all, something was clearly up.

In town, people were moving all about, woken up far earlier than normal by the events of the morning. He made his way to the one place he didn't despise. Ms. Oakwing's diner, where he walked in and took a seat at the counter, offering up a small wave to Ms. Oakwing, even a slight smile. "Hey, Jess. I'm guessing you got Lucy's message?" he asked, rubbing his hands together to warm them up.