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JAYCE ATKINS . . .

GRADE & ROLE . . .

♚ The King, senior

NICKNAME . . .

Jay, Blue

GENDER . . .

Male

SEXUALITY . . .

Bisexual

ETHNICITY . . .

Cuban

AGE | HEIGHT | BUILD . . .

18 y/o | 6'2" | awkwardly attractive giraffe

EYES & HAIR . . .

Warm brown eyes and golden brown hair

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES . . .

Dumb fuckin' cowlick AUUGH, and a surgical scar over his right pec

FACECLAIM . . .

Jean Luc Bilodeau

THEME . . .

♬ Manic by Coleman Hell ♬

IM HIGH, THEN IM LOW, LOW . . .

STOP, THEN I GO, GO . . .

BIPOLAR, OH, OH | PERSONALITY

+ traits optimistic, charismatic, charming, witty, dynamic, caring, empathetic, determined, reliable, literal ray of fucking sunshine (sometimes)
= traits noncommital, outspoken, unhinged, absentminded, smooth, unhurried, impressionable, annoying
- traits impulsive, egocentric, childish, unpredictable, stubborn, irresponsible, self-indulgent, overbearing, insecure

In school, Jayce has gained the reputation of the King even if he really doesn't flaunt that around. People who don't know him are likely to see an arrogant guy who thinks he can get into anybody's pants just by winking at them. They'll see a loud mouth who slacks off in his classes but somehow maintains straight A's. They'll see this smile that never goes away and a laugh that could make anybody want to join in - a little. They'll see droves of friends. A different girl or boy that he's got wrapped around his finger at a lunch table or by the lockers. People that don't know him and don't like popular people would probably believe Jayce is everything that they've seen in the stories about the douchey popular kid that no doubt turns into the antagonist so the slightly less attractive loner can swoop in and steal the girl.

Oh wait. Jayce is the one going after the slightly less attractive loners, but who would guess that?

Jayce is a glass half full kind of guy and his million-watt smile is pretty much the norm to see him walking around with. He's a smooth talker and usually doesn't have a problem scoring a one night stand. Naturally, that attitude has earned him a bit of a reputation of a sleep around. He doesn't dispel the label, but when you meet him, that's typically not the first impression he'll give you. Kind, caring, and overly enthusiastic to learn everything about the person he devotes his night or afternoon with, Jayce is a people person. He's the one who throws parties and will happily entertain in the center of it. He'll try to make people feel better and take on everybody's problems to ignore his own. It's no surprise he became so widely popular on the social ladder.

But it's not all rainbows and sunshine. Those closest to him know why he spends those weeks off of school and comes back looking like he's seen better days. Other days, Jayce might stay in school but his personality will be on hyperdrive. Jayce was diagnosed with bipolar 2 when he was younger so what he doesn't let people know is that most days it feels like he's walking a tightrope with one hand holding down a kite and the other holding up an anchor. It would be impossible to tell since Jay's philosphy in life is that there's enough sadness and pain going around, so why add his? Though no amount of smiles can keep him from feeling like he's 'too much' and 'annoying' since those have been some pretty heavy words he's heard throughout his life.

And he doesn't trust committment. At all. Kind of a sore topic.

YES, THEN I'M NO, NO | HISTORY

Jayce's full name is Jayce Holland-Atkins-Porter alluding to the fact that his history is kind of all over the place. But we're gonna try and cover the gist of it in a few sentences. His birth parents died when he was young and Jayce was moved around in the system for a few years until he was adopted by Amelia and Donovan Atkins. In fifth grade, Donovan left Amelia and Jayce, not with bad intentions, but because he was feeling restless. One year later, Amelia met Gabriel Porter - CEO of Porter Pharmacueticals - and they got married when Jayce turned thirteen. All in all, Jayce's life boils down to one word: instability.

He was a difficult angry kid, too hyperactive and overly-emotional for most foster parents to want to handle. Donovan was different. He encouraged Jayce to try harder and focus on his grades. Donovan quickly became a father to Jay who began to change the way he acted in school. They got him medication and Jayce started making friends. Though, the medication was still insufficient, it did help. When Donovan left, Jayce kept his smile even though Gabriel resented his flippant behavior. Jayce started hanging out with drinkers, smokers, and partiers. And Porter wants to groom him to be the heir to his company which Jayce couldn't find an idea more awful. He wants to graduate and join the military, loves guns, and tries his best to maintain his freedom despite Gabriel's iron fist.

(Might add more, might just let it play out through the rp)

PULL THE TRIGGER BACK, BACK | RELATIONSHIPS

WIP

BULLET IN A GUN . . .

 

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the bff - wip[div class=container][div class=image][div class=outs][div class="tabs first" style="top: 120px; left: -10px;"]a.[/div] [div class="tabs second" style="top: 80px; left: 5px"]b.[/div] [div class="tabs third" style="top: 120px; left: 20px"]c.[/div][/div][/div] [div class=hold][div class=post] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent1"] [div class=pos][div class=title]001[/div] [div class=lilwords]personality[/div][/div] [div class=text][div class=scroll] ( - ) dramatic | ( - ) emotional | ( - ) stubborn | ( - ) pessimist | ( - ) scatterbrained | ( + ) ambitious | ( + ) empathetic | ( + ) loyal | ( + ) dependable | ( + ) honest . . [/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display: none"] [div class=pos][div class=title]002[/div] [div class=lilwords]biography[/div][/div] [div class=text][div class=scroll]Growing up the youngest of five children, life had been pretty hectic growing up. His biological father had left his mother when he was just a baby, leaving his mother to raise her five children alone. For the first couple of years, it had been difficult. His mother had worked multiple jobs and was hardly able to be at home to care for her children. For the first couple years of his life, he had been mostly raised by his siblings. That was until his mother had married again; his step-father was an older man - far too old for their mother, he and his siblings agreed. He had started out rather kind, although he did tend to try too hard in order to impress the kids. But as their marriage continued on, he became crueler and crueler.

He had begun to treat the five of them like they were his own children - cruel and rather abusive. He would come home from work drunk and often high off his mind. Angel, who was usually the one at home as his siblings worked, was usually the butt of it all. Needless to say, he had grown up to hate being at the small home they all lived in. He spent most of the time he could with his best friend, staying at the high school even during after-hours to avoid going home, and generally just acting out to get any form of attention.

He absolutely hates his step-father, and though he loves his mother greatly, he cannot stand the fact that she refuses to divorce him. Some sort of an angry child, he tends to pay no mind to any of his family members. [/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent3" style="display: none"] [div class=pos][div class=title]003[/div] [div class=lilwords]appearance[/div][/div] [div class=text][div class=scroll] [div class=firstword]faceclaim:[/div] idk his name yet

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[div class=firstword]eye color:[/div] dark brown; they often look black

[div class=firstword]hair color:[/div] dark brown

[div class=firstword]height:[/div] 5'5" (and a half)!

[div class=firstword]build:[/div] average; a bit on the chubbier side

[div class=firstword]ethnicity:[/div] hispanic

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[div class=firstword]age:[/div] seventeen
[div class=firstword]birthday:[/div] may 30
[div class=firstword]zodiac:[/div] gemini
[div class=firstword]grade:[/div] senior
[div class=firstword]gender:[/div] male
[div class=firstword]sexuality:[/div] bisexual
[div class=firstword]faceclaim:[/div] idk yet
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[Sook]

Name : Demarcus Bellamy
Nickname: Marc
Age: 17
Gender : Male
Sexual Orientation : Questioning
Grade : Senior

fc: Keith Powers
vc: Keith Powers
Eye Color : Brown
Hair Color : Black
Height : 6'2"
Build : Bulky, athletic
Ethnicity : African-American
Distinguishing Features : Right earlobe peirced

Personality:

Demarcus is fairly typical of his stereotype on the surface. Cocky, a little bit aggressive, extreamly flirty and very proud. He's also got youngest child syndrome, big old chip on his shoulder, something to prove to the world. Marc spends all his time practicing what he is good at and very little time on anything that frustrates or confuses him. He's competitive to the point where it can be considered his fatal flaw. He is very easy to manipulate, all you would need to do is tell Marc that he is a chicken or couldn't do something and he'd do everything he could to prove you wrong. He is known to be reckless, and has had his fair share of broken bones.

But Marc's upbringing has left him with some describable traits that alleviates the stereotype he has created for himself of a boneheaded jock: He is a perfect gentleman, and has never scorned, cheated on or even been an asshole to a previous partner. His mother made sure he, and all of his brothers were good to women. He is also very thoughtful and romantic, full of gifts and big gestures. He can be very emotionally driven sometimes, letting his big heart rule him. Love, and friends can make him weak, he will sacrifice anything for these things, even if that thing is his own pride.

That being said, if your wrong him, he carries that grudge for a long time, and doesn't trust or forgive again easily. He has a fairly short fuse, making him seem aggressive due to his size and his appearance. He does get in to fights enough to be known for it, especially his brothers. It isn't that he enjoys it, it is more that he doesn't have very good control over his wild emotions and occasionally needs something to take out his frustrations on. Sex, or violence is his go to, which scares him a little, especially because he is trying very hard not to turn into his abusive and abhorrent father.

History:

The Bellamy family has been well known in the sporting industry for many years, with several generations of very successful football players and Olympians. His father, a very famous coach, and football player with an accomplished career and his face all over the news. His name was Shawn Reah Bellamy and his wife and Marc's mother was a covergirl model named Trinity Brier. They had three sons together, Marc, being the youngest, Their relationship was extreamly tumultuous and he and his elder siblings watched it get worse and worse. The man was very hard on his wife, always pointing out every flaw, always doing whatever he pleased no matter how much it hurt them. He was out a lot of the time, coaching his team and appearing in interviews. His wife chose a more quiet path, retiring from modeling to raise her boys right. She didn't break up with him simply because she wanted the best for them, that was until she found out that he had begun abusing their youngest son.

Marc wasn't exactly a natural at football. As a kid he had two left feet. His elder bothers had been the stars of their respective year levels football teams and were both going on the receive a scholarship, one of them, the eldest, named Shawn Jr, had already been accepted into a semi pro team, and the middle brother Dwain was in his final year of highschool and well on his way to following in Shawn's footsteps. Marc, however, was interested in other things. He liked photography, video editing and technology. He was great at mixing beats on the computer and had a little youtube channel where he would edit video clips together to turn them into something else. He had a pretty good singing voice too and had dabbled in doing a few covers.

When his father found out he was angry as anything. Everything was about reputation, so he decided if his son was going to be a wimp, he was going to treat him like one. He began to abuse Marc, at first verbally but it got pretty physical when Marcus tried to fight back. His wife stepped in to stop it, threatened to take the kids and leave, and then he hit her for the first time as well. Marc didn't tell his brothers, who'd moved out or gone away to collage by the time this all kicked off. He visited them from time to time but, they idoliused their father and he didn't want to be accused of lying.

The media hadn't picked up on anything amiss yet, luckily. Marc went to school, holding all of this in, feeling rather helpless to fix his situation. he tried to have a normal life. His father was rarely home now so most of the time he and his mother lived in peace. He became popular in school, and never went back to his other interests, having lost all confidence in himself. He was good at football now, and despite the fact that it didn't make him happy, he felt like it was his whole identity, especially to his peers, so he continued helplessly.

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[JaCrispy]

Lovable jock probably won’t be done till tomorrow since it’s 1am lol

 

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my v is for vendetta
my v is for vendetta
my v is for vendetta [/div] [div class=spryt][div class=ff][div class=ffor][div class=bor][/div] [div class=outs][div class="tabs first"]1.[/div] [div class="tabs second"]2.[/div] [div class="tabs third" style="top: 5px"]3.[/div] [div class="tabs fourth" style="top: 5px"]4.[/div][/div][/div] [div class=title]what an expensive fate[/div][/div] [div class=stixt] "The Neighborhood and Other Atrocities" "Jay, it looks like we have neighbors across the way. The Olsen's, I think." The light that flooded the room almost seared his eyes out. Jarrod sprung forward, trying to shield himself from the ungodly view of the sun. "Geez, why is the morning so loud today?" he groaned, pushing his comforter off and revealing his nighttime attire of boxer shorts and an open button down. Both were unbearably plaid and did not match at all. "Mom, why? I know you are used to being up at the crack of God's ass A.M., but I like to get a decent eight hours." he hissed, rubbing his eyes with he backs of his hands. "Well, if you wouldn't be up all night." Ms. McAllister chimed in. "I get to bed at 11pm. Not because I'm a prude, but because I have no one to talk to but grandma. And she's in Boca, with the swim instructor. Remember?" He pulled his jeans on, hopping a bit to get the snug-ish material up. "Well, this is a golden opportunity for you to make friends." Ms. McAllister sneered, folding her arms. The light made her regulation bun hairstyle look like a heavenly doughnut. "Hard pass." he said, taking a look outside. There were four people outside, the two younger ones looking as different as day and night. "Yeah, definitely not." he remarked, starting to button his shirt. "And why not? She looks rather pretty." his mom said, earning a sharp flash of grey in her direction. "Mom! NO! I mean, look at her." he gestured to the girl who looked a typical tiny, fit, and tan. "She's picking up a cigarette butt with a tissue. If that doesn't scream snob, you need hearing aids." Ms. McAllister chuckled, turning her back to her son. "She looks practical to me." she quipped with a sigh. "Well, why don't you see about dating her...and I'll check out her brother." Jarrod shot back at her, closing the door to the bathroom behind him as he went to perform his morning rituals. [/div][/div][/div] [div class=gade] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent1"][div class=big]requisite[/div] [div class=o][div class=scroll] [div class=firstword]full name[/div] Jarrod Antony Allister

[div class=firstword]role[/div] the unlikely

[div class=firstword]age[/div] 18

[div class=firstword]birthday[/div] dec. 28th

[div class=firstword]grade[/div] junior

[div class=firstword]gender[/div] cis male

[div class=firstword]sexuality[/div] bisexual

[div class=firstword]height[/div] 5"7.5

[div class=firstword]weight[/div] 150 lbs.

[div class=firstword]faceclaim[/div] alden ehrenreich [/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display: none"][div class=big]persona[/div] [div class=o][div class=scroll] [div class=firstword]personality[/div] Jarrod is a walking saltlick. He doesn't hold his tongue for anyone, especially someone who has brushed his buttons. Although it sounds harsh, this is the reaction you want from him. He is the type of person who plots out revenge schemes for fun. And if you are tangled in his web you can expect to go down in flames. Outside of his Lord of War persona he is a pretty chill guy. Even though he's bit of a nerd with an obsession over DC comic characters, he speaks 4 languages and could drop panties with all of them(though he prefers boxer-briefs). But keep in mind: 1. He is allergic to dogs;2. He's an awful cook; and 3. He can't scream in a way that you can take seriously. Seriously. [/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent3" style="display: none"][div class=big]biography[/div] [div class=o][div class=scroll] [div class=firstword]biography[/div] There isn't much to say about his family life. Jarrod is an only child, born to his mother and her alone. It wasn't like he didn't have a father figure at all. His mom was both, being whatever he needed whenever he needed her. When push came to shove, she enlisted to keep food on the table and obtain a higher education. Their family was moved around plenty, often out of their comfort zones, and yet his mom wore her uniform with pride. Jarrod had his own reservations about the military but he respected his mother's profession. The only drawback to his childhood was that he never really had a true friend. Jarrod had moved 6 times in his life. In those moves, he’d managed to become self-sufficient to a certain degree. It wasn't because his mom wasn't always around. He just didn't want to be something else she had to worry about. Jarrod figured he could be compliant enough so she could be less stressed. That kinda skipped a beat when he came out. He’d known about his sexuality for a while, and it wasn't something he wanted to push under the rug. His mom did. Her faith just didn't allow that sort of thing. Regardless, Jarrod thought it was the kind of thing that sharply defined who he was. Sure, it didn't change him on the outside. But it made him proud to declare a part of who he was. The result? His mom made one final move as a last ditch effort to get him to see “reason”. She honestly told him that a new scene would probably make him see reason. Jarrod knows better. But, he still followed her. Because he loved his mother, he thoroughly believed that this was something they can work past, and he was used to being the new guy. Just another red pin to push into the map of his life. [/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent4" style="display: none"][div class=big]blank spaces[/div] [div class=o][div class=scroll] [div class=columnhold][div class=image][/div] . [div class=image][/div] . [div class=image][/div][/div]
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Melissa Bowman

the best friend​

about her:

Name: Melissa Bowman
Nickname: Lissa [Lih-suh]
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Grade: Senior

appearances:

fc: Rena Lovelis
vc: Rena Lovelis
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Dyed pink
Height: 5'1
Build: Petite
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Distinguishing Features: Constantly dyed hair; heavy winged eyeliner

personality:

Personality:
+honest
+passionate
+loyal
-impatient
-impulsive
-proud

herstory:

History (TW: suicide):
Melissa grew up with an alcoholic father and a drug addicted mother. She had an older brother, Luke, who swore to always take care of her. He protected her when their parents got into fights, and held her as she cried herself to sleep. Living in that house was hell, but Luke made it okay. He made sure she had clothes on her back and food in her belly, and as she got older he made sure that she finished her homework and helped him with the chores. It wasn't his job to be a parent to her, but he took it upon himself to do.

Maybe that's why he committed suicide. Lissa came home from school one day at the tender age of twelve to find that he'd hung himself, right there in his bedroom. He'd left a note that she still has to this day, although nobody knows about it. Her screams caught the attention of her parents, who rushed in to find their son dead and cold, and their daughter trying to tear him down and bring him back.

His death straightened out her parents. For a little while. Lissa started dealing with depression mood swings and was diagnosed as bipolar at fourteen after her mood swings became so much that not even her parents could handle them. They spent months fighting with her to get her to take her pills, but it wasn't until she met her now best friend that she straightened out and started taking her medication. She, along with her newfound friend buried themselves in making music. Music saved Lissa's life.

Theme Song:

codedbycrucialstar​

 

[dimensional]

the queen
fc:bella thorne

 

[erzulie]

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B A S I C S
Name:
Babette Adebayo

Age:
18

Gender:
Female

Sexual Orientation:
Demisexual

Grade:
Senior

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A P P E A R A N C E
Fc:
Milan Dixon

Vc:
Milan Dixon

Eye Color:
Brown

Hair Color:
Black

Height:
5’9”

Build:
Slender

Ethnicity:
Nigerian-American

Distinguishing Features:
Gap & her buck teeth

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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Babette is a well put together young woman, someone who would be seen as the poster child of what a girl should be. Well groomed and polite, Babette cares about her appearance and first impressions. She knows how important both things are when concerning others. Polite even when upset she is someone who uses her please and thank yous often. She’s respectful to her elders and well-spoken. Babette is someone who values knowledge. She’s always looking for new things to learn about, believing firmly that knowledge is indeed power.

She’s a logical individual who has a talent for looking at things from different sides. Under pressure she manages to keep her cool and figure out how to make things better. Babette is a fair person who doesn’t like to take sides in arguments. Rather she prefers to come to a compromise that appeases both sides. She’s sociable with a knack for mingling with any group without a problem. Babette is attentive person and a hardworking as well, she doesn’t like sitting around and doing nothing.

There are those who would say that she’s uptight. Babette has a bit of a problem with control. She’s a perfectionist through and through, she prefers when things go her way. When she fails or feel like she’s not doing good enough Babette will criticize herself harshly. She tends to bottle up her negative emotions which often leads to her exploding and burying herself in projects and school work. She’s not the most affectionate person either. Babette doesn’t know how to deal with her emotions properly which makes her a little awkward at times.

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History:
Babette comes from a perfect household. Her father immigrated from Nigeria after finishing college. He came to America to become a surgeon. Babette’s mother is a Physicist and from New Orleans. The two of them met during a conference for her mother. They’d happened be in the same hotel. They met through a mutual friend of theirs. The two of them hit it off and began dating. A few years later they were married and then came Babette.

Her life was that of a typical rich child. Seeing as both her parents were busy Babette was left to the care of her nannies when her mother was able to work away. Her parents were not that affectionate but they loved her nonetheless. They drilled into her head the important of reputation and overachieving, it was her duty to keep their family’s image intact.

From a young age Babette was placed in all types of programs. With the help of a tutor she learned French and Spanish. She was taught to play instruments such as the piano and violin. From horseback riding to ballroom dancing Babette did it all to keep her parents happy.

Other Info:
House | Gladys | Car

Class President

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