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High Casual - Welcome To Camp Liberty

Seeing as Sierra's the only member of team red so far... She calls dibs on the solo bed of her cabin!!! :p

High Casual - Welcome To Camp Liberty

I come back to 5 pages of random OOC. Ariel will choke you all with a marshmellow xD

Serafina Ariel Gray

“I've learned that we're all entitled to have our secrets.” –Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook
Wasting Away ~ Decyfer Down | Supposed To Be ~ Icon For Hire | Dear Agony ~ Breaking Benjamin | Mz. Hyde ~ Halestorm

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►Full Name◄

Serafina Ariel Gray

►Nickname◄

"Ariel. Nothing more, nothing less."
-Ariel is the girls most common nickname, though is actually what she goes by. It's pronounced R-E-L.
-Sarah, a shortened version of her first name. She hates it, though has no idea why.
-Kitten/Kitty: She strangely likes this one, as it was derived one day by her friends when she hissed at them and since then, they have pointed out how similar she is or isn't to a cat.

►Birth Date◄

August 13th, 1999

►Age◄

Seventeen.

►Gender◄

Female

►Sexuality◄

Bi-Demi. (Ariel is bisexual, but only has true feeling for people whom she has a emotional connection with.)

►Relationship Status◄

Single.

►Sexually Active◄

Nope.

►Team Color◄

Gray. *Gasps* "Now how ironic is that?"

►Years At Camp◄

Two.

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►In Depth Appearance◄

"I'll stop wearing black when they come out with a darker color."
Ariels style is described as Grunge or borderline Emo. The young woman dresses selectively in all black the majority of the time, though will occasionally wear white or other dark colors. Skinny jeans are her favorite things for bottoms, though she can be found wearing shorts that are considered perhaps a little too short. Her hair is a dark brown, sometimes confused for black, and can be seen worn down or in a braid, perhaps in a ponytail when doing strenuous activities. Her bangs are what some may call choppy, and have no particular form, constantly swept to the left side of her face.

Makeup is something that Ariel is not a stranger to. Of course she isn’t going to spend four hours on the task in the morning, but eyeliner is practically one of the girls best friends, along with her mascara.

The young woman has a tattoo of an flying eagle in the middle of her lower arm.

►Habits & Quirks◄

-Doodling on anything and everything.
-Listening to a song and immediately downloading it after.
-Biting her lip at random times, just because she can.
-Singing aloud when she doesn’t realize it.
-"I curse like hell."

►Likes & Dislikes◄

"Music is my drug and your opinion was never asked, darling."
Likes:
~Rock Music - Various bands such as Halestorm, Breaking Benjamin, Greenday, Icon For Hire, Mayday Parade, etc.
~Blogging - Ariel is a writer and has had her blog since the age of thirteen. As it turns out, people actually like it and she now has over 3k followers on the thing.
~Climbing anything.
~Youtube - Not only does the girl spend endless hours on the site, but she also has a youtube channel who people also like! 5k followers on this one. What can she say, she lives in a big city!
~Doing covers of her bands songs, which, of course, go on the youtube channel.
~Books - Someone take me to Barnes and Noble pleeeaaasssee."
~Playing various instruments - Ariel plays the acoustic and electric guitar, piano and a little bit of the violin.
~Science - Biology, mainly, but also astronomy.
~Dancing - Ariel mixes ballet and pop dancing together. These videos well, you get the point.
Dislikes:
~Being told to act like a lady.
~People judging her based on appearance and/or music taste.
~People just simply assuming what she feels or is going to do next. "Like, I'm sorry, but you don't know me like that, 'kay?"
~Bands like those of One Direction.
~Romance movies. Twilight is the worst.
~Hot drinks/Flat soda.
~Un-loyal people.
~Pink - The color and the Team. "Like... I will bite those people."

►Fears & Phobias◄

-Not being able to see the stars.
-Snakes
-Crowds/New people.
-People finding out about her depression.

►Good Personality Traits◄

~Feisty
~Goofy
~Brave
~Not angered easily.

►Bad Personality Traits◄

~Sarcastic
~Has the tendency to say random, violent things.
~Socially awkward as freak.
~Random as heck.

►Personality◄
"I've been called a comical bitch and violently funny, so that counts for something."

On the outside looking in, Ariel is one of the most happy, socially awkward people that you could ever meet. Always saying something goofy, and having a way with words, the girl is the type to almost always have a smile on her face and is not quick to get angered. Having slight social anxiety is perhaps the reason for her social awkwardness, which causes her to say really random things. Ariel is the type of girl that may come off as a bitch, but she's the blunt kind of girl that when she says something mean, it's funny. Some may say that the girl is violent, with her outbursts of random, crazy, violent sayings but she probably won't choke you with a marshmellow. However, that's the coverup that she puts on.

The truth is, Serafina suffers from depression. The girl tends to keep her emotions bottled inside and simply do her best to release them through her blogs,videos,and music. She simply don't take any medication for it because she is to ashamed to talk about it, causing her to put on an act. Being socially awkward, it is hard for Ariel to express herself unless she is behind a screen, and, in fact, is shy when it comes to meeting new people. Of course, you may think how is she brave with all of this going on inside of her, but she's brave in a different way than you think. Ariel is brave enough to face the day starting out with a positive attitude no matter how bad she knows it's going to be.

The young woman hates drama, gossip, and any other thing of the sort. She can typically be seen hanging out with the guys at school, because she considers females to much drama. Of course, if you ask her how she is doing, you will receive a great and a goof thumbs up. Not being able to express herself truthfully angers her to no end, though, just like her true feelings, she doesn't let it show. In short, the girl is a half read book. To know her, you must first know the whole story.

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►Place Of Origin◄

Decatur, Illinois.

►Background◄

"Momma please forgive me, for Daddy says it's all my fault."

Serafina Ariel Gray was born in a city located in Illinois to the parents known as Marianna and Trillian Gray. Marriana was a surgeon and Trillian was, and is, a respectable member of the community, and one of the best lawyers around. However, just like with Ariel, that is not the true story about the man. Marianna thought that the man was great, they married just two years before their daughter was born, and the two were madly in love at the time. Trillian was a loving father up until the time that Ariel was five, and then something inside the man just... changed. When Ariel came home from school on the bus, she assumed that her father was just upset shouting about a case, just as he usually did at times. What she walked in on was horrible. Her mother was in the floor, her arms shielding her face as her father hit her over and over. There was various holes in the walls, and many of the families pictures had fallen to the floor, the glass broken. Not understanding what was going on, tears started to wet the little girls face. "Mommy," she said, her voice scared and shaking. Both of her parents turned to look at her, her mother getting up with a tear soaked face as well, rushing to her and wrapping her in a hug.

These episodes went on until Ariel was the age of nine. Fed up with her father's ways, the little girl did her best to get in between her parents. The man instead unleashed his anger on her, and this was the first time that Ariel felt her fathers wrath. Her mother did her best to stop him as well, and in the end, he did, but not before bruises had formed on Ariels skin. This happened on and off until the age of 12 -perhaps every three months or so-, when Marianna was killed in a car crash. It was this night that the girl seen that side of her father once more, multiplied.

It was at the age of thirteen that she tried to break away, and find a release for what she was feeling inside. Turning to her music more and more, Ariel also created a blog and a youtube channel with her dancing and singing. She started to draw and climb trees, staying outside of that dreaded house as long as she could. She took up baby sitting jobs and began to save her own money to do things. It was at the age of fourteen that she realized she was truly depressed. Her school life was horrible and filled with bullies, and most of all, she couldn't understand her father. How could he function and be so normal outside of the home, but yet a monster within?

It was at the age of fifteen when Ariel officially stood up for herself. When her father hit her that night, she simply pulled a knife on him. "So help me, if you lay one more hand on me I will make sure you never do it again. You may be my father, but you haven't earned the right to do this to me." Just as usual, tears were running down her face. Trillians facial expression changed from anger, to fear, to sorrow. "I'm sorry," he mumbled. Disgusted with what she seen before her she slammed the knife down on the counter and ran to her room.

Getting on her blog once more and talked to a person who had messaged her with a similar problem. This was how she found out about Camp Liberty. Running back downstairs, she shoved the laptop at her father. "I want to go. I want to go to this camp." Reluctantly, the two had the longest conversation that they had in years, and her father agreed.

►Extra◄

_{I like to browse Tumblr and just like.. well, Tumblr.}

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C O P Y R I G H T
This sheet was constructed by @HushedWhispers, herself. Any plagiarism of any kind will not be tolerated. And if need permission to borrow, please just ask.

@HushedWhispers

@Dirty Pretty Lies Since you said you wanted to see her ^.^

@HaleyTheRandom

I can see the similarities... Sierra will loooooove her! <3
Funny story: Kitten is what Sierra secretly likes to be called by her boyfriends or lovers, especially while they're at it. XD

High Casual - Welcome To Camp Liberty

Some stuff happened in the OOC I see but I kind of stopped reading once I saw the picture of food and now I am drowning in my own salivation.

Whoops.

@Fabricant451

I am the one to blame for that... Sorryyyyyyyyy! XD

High Casual - Welcome To Camp Liberty

So I just noticed that the Media Room has an XBOX... I guess everyone knows where Sierra's gonna be at every night after dinner and till curfew! XD

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<Snipped quote by Dirty Pretty Lies>
In more ways than one. ;)

@Altered Tundra

We're bringing the suggestive comments so soon? XD

Lol hopefully Sierra manages to score with minimum one guy and one girl at this camp, and I'm keeping my hopes on her finally falling in love with someone too.

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Added: To be honest, the people she'll watch more are characters like Holden. The quieter ones that don't want to be noticed.

@lovely complex

Sierra's f'd then XD

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@lovely complex@Altered Tundra my heart's desire at the moment:

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@Dirty Pretty Lies _{Trying to be healthy} I don't have many snacks... there's...PEANUTS.

@lovely complex

I'm just gonna have crackers with cheese when my heart is begging me for Pringles, chocolate chip & Nutella pancakes, Nutella covered strawberries, pizza, mozzarella sticks... #UnhealthyFoodQueen

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Man, I hate having late night cravings xD

@lovely complex

Story of my life forever. And since you bring it up, I'm gonna get myself a snack. ^.^ XD

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@HushedWhispers

Holden Fields

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”Insert a Character Quote here.” –Author
Roses - The Chainsmokers (ft. ROZES) | Lean On - Major Lazer and DJ Snake (Ft. MØ)

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|Full Name|

Holden Coleman Fields

|Nickname|

Out of everyone in his family, Holden found the most in common with his bedridden grandmother. She'd always thought he looked more like a Cole and would laugh at her own, barely there joke when she'd call him Porter. To say the least, Holden enjoys both nicknames, though he prefers Cole the most.

|Birth Date|

November 8th, 1998

|Age|

18

|Gender|

Male

|Sexuality|

Homosexual

|Sexually Active|

Not Really

|Relationship Status|

Single

|Role|

Member of Team Pink!

|Years At Camp|

4

|Team Color|

Pink

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|In Depth Appearance|

Something of a DJ Couture - or, well, nah. That's not a good term for it. Really he just looks kind of out there with his ratty hoodies and frayed jeans; grey Henley and worn leather jackets. With a pair of headphones always wrapped around his head or hanging from his neck, Holden's slouch and penchant for staring at his feet make him seem a lot smaller than his 6'0" height affords him. Having spent most of his life dancing, however, gives Holden a lean, very flexible form that his posture hides in it's reclusive form.

If anything, Holden blends well into the background until he starts moving - drifting away from his wallflower, unappealing posture as he does so. His steps turn deliberate, fluid in motion and every part of his body takes steps in tandem, lets the movement take control of form and body as his mind follows. Efficient and graceful when he desperately wants to be, Holden has impeccable balance and a kind of bob to his form that syncs with the beat of whatever song he's moving toward. Walking, dancing, maybe sitting, when Holden wants to be, he steps out of the shell he often hides away in to let every part of him sing the words he can't put into sentences.

Not to say that he doesn't talk, Holden just doesn't know how to express himself beyond what he knows - music. His tone is a tad quiet with an airy quality to it that's a humming baritone. It's smooth, evident that he doesn't talk often and when he does, it's usually in clipped, efficient sentences.

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|Habits & Quirks|

• Shakes cups and glasses before drinking out of them, full or not
• Always listening to music
• Lip syncs and always moving to some kind of backdrop
• Takes "Dance like no one's watching" to a new level of oblivious
• When without music, he'll mumble notes to songs he knows (like entire nine yards, key changes, flats, sharps, time changes)
• Clenches his jaw in thought and when nervous

|Likes & Dislikes|

✔ Hiding away in his own head
✔ Any instrument
✔ Listening to people sing (good or bad)
✔ Poetry
✔ Heights (sitting on trees, in particular)
✔ Humming
✔ Dancing

✘ Sitting still
✘ The cold
✘ Cold food
✘ Silence
✘ The dark
✘ Being uncomfortable
✘ Feeling itchy

|Fears & Phobias|

• Has a deep, unsettling fear of the dark, especially if it's accompanied with silence. Can't deal with scary movies unless they have a constant backdrop of music.
• Nihilism. Just the general concept. Any time he has any deep thoughts about philosophy, he regresses into an existential crisis. It's not a fun sight.

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|Good Personality Traits|

• Diligent
• Focused
• Thick Skinned
• Passionate

|Bad Personality Traits|

• Oblivious to People
• Solitary
• Susceptible to Burnouts
• Not a Team Player

|Personality|

A real 'Do it Yourself' kinda guy and not because Holden's a prickly individual either. He just doesn't like acknowledging the fact that there are people around him, there to help. It's likely some deep psychological thing, but Holden's not the type for introspection. He's kind of the type to let things go on and on until whatever's ailing him ends up serious.

You know the type. Snuffly nose turns into hacking cough turns into a 108F fever and extreme dehydration.

If someone were to delve deeper into that aspect of Holden's personality, they'd find a boy that's often too scared of digging himself into a hole and having all of these options to reel himself out, but not taking them. It's almost a pride thing, but more so, it's a generation of conditioning for a family that's holds independence to an insurmountable standard. Often, if you find yourself in a hole and you can't get out, maybe that's where you belong. It's a scary thought and, among other deep, scary thoughts, it's one of the things keeping Holden from ever looking in to fix his problems. In turn, it holds him back from looking out to find a solution.

Thus, Holden lives in his own world, not even his own head. Music provides both an outlet and a means of success for him. It's the only thing he's feasibly good at and Holden clings to the concept like a lifeline. He's paved a path for himself solely relying on his talent and the skills that he accumulates through it. And he'll dive head first into whatever project he's currently attempting, making that the sole focus of his entire being and effectively shutting out the people around him. The world itself remains, but the people that hold their hands out and offer kind smiles aren't there. Better to think they aren't then face the guilt of having to cave in to his need for some form of assistance.

That makes Holden a very solitary individual, especially when he's tasked with anything that's not his music. It's a recurring problem, people melding into the background, and he often has to rip himself out of his own world before he gets lost wandering himself. Subconscious thinking tends to leave Holden on the precipice of healthy thinking and plummeting into a fierce burnout. If he doesn't take the time to reevaluate his surroundings, he has a deep tendency to completely drive himself into the ground, exhausted and lacking any form of coherent thought that's not negative. He's still looking for something that has any effect in grounding. So far, nothing's really worked in his favor as a long term fix.

|Place Of Origin|

Carson City, Nevada

|Background|

Living with a family like his, well, that's kind of a trial of will and determination.

In Holden's home, it's the typical Lawyer Mom and Doctor Dad combo and that really just cinches anyone in a bind that's really, really hard to get out of. Oddly enough, they didn't expect any of their children to follow in their footsteps. What they did expect, however, could probably have been the worse option out of the two. They expected both independence and lack of failure. Summed up, the Fields children were kind of screwed from the beginning.

What didn't help for the youngest of three, Holden, was that his two older siblings successfully jumped the hurdles their parents set for them. Especially when one of them became a rather successful fashion designer who'd settled in Manhattan. And then the sister decided she'd like to become a writer and, whilst she doesn't have movie deals, she found enough success to live a comfortable life without invoking their parent's ire.

Things didn't and wouldn't look up for Holden who'd found his niche in music. And really, it was all kinds of music and an absolute plethora of career options that he didn't know what to do with. The older Holden got, the more passionate he got, the less willing he got to come out of the shell of a world he'd created with a pair of giant headphones and an iPod with hundreds of songs.

Eventually, Holden found himself drawn more to dance than the numerous things he'd dove headfirst into. Unfortunately, that meant his parents expected him to solely stick to those guns and provide for himself. He'd somehow squeezed a number of dance lessons out of the two and from there he tried his best to take off without tripping. However, that didn't mean Holden ever came out of his shell outside of recitals or practice or tutors, it just meant he had another outlet that he could potentially turn into something more.

Which was the likely reason he'd landed himself in Camp Liberty for four consecutive years, though he's certain not many people could remember his face beyond the same introduction three years prior.

|Miscellaneous|

Ever since his first year, Holden's been successful at smuggling his music into the camp to the point he'd walk around with his headphones without much care. He always somehow procures another one if the first is taken - they stopped taking them after the fifth pair where it was threatening to become a running gag.

|Extra|

Video games! I play video games!

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@HalfOfLancelot

Liam!!! T.T
Love the gifs!!!!! <3 #totalfangirl