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Brooke

Brooke Williams, 22, Birthday November 25th

Full time student - English Literature major at White Oaks University

appearance

5ft 4

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120lbs

weight

Brown

hair color

fair skinned

skin tone

Hazel

eyes

Steph Bohrer

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Long brown hair, piercing hazel eyes and infectious smile, Brooke stands at the just below average height of 5'4 and has a natural curvy yet athletic build. She has both ears pierced. She has a scar in the shape of a question mark on her knee from a injury she sustained when she was a child.

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psyche

Confident

Courageous

Thrill Seeker

Spontaneous

Adventurous

Spirited

Caring

Naive

Since childhood Brooke has always been a bubbly, confident and charismatic girl. The type of girl to make friends everywhere she goes due to her outgoing and carefree personality.

Brooke comes across as extremely naive and gullible and to be honest, she is. She's too trusting for her own good which has led to her getting hurt in the past but she never seems to learn, wanting to see the good in the world. Her naivety also draws from her spontaneous nature, wherein Brooke doesn't really take time to think things through she just jumps in headfirst failing to recognize any consequences.

What she makes up for intellectual intelligence, she appears to miss in common sense and has been described as "the dumbest smart person (insert) has ever met". It is as though sometimes the words fall out before her brain has time to comprehend her thoughts, leaving even her stunned by things she has said out loud. She is extremely honest and doesn't appear to have a filter, saying things how they are.

Brooke is always up for a good time. She is the girl that you know you can call at 4am and she will come on an adventure with you or to a party. She is extremely brave and doesn't appear to hold any fear which tends to drive her reckless tendencies. She is a thrill-seeker and enjoys doing something rather than sitting still.

She's a hopeless romantic and wears her heart on her sleeve. While she tries to hide when she's feeling emotional it doesn't always work and she can get snappy or cry without warning and seemingly out of nowhere.

ISFP

alignment/mbti-

likes

Parties, drugs, alcohol, exploring abandoned buildings (extra good if its supposedly "haunted"), historical sites i.e. castles etc, forests, swimming in the sea, surfing, ice-skating, travelling around and seeing new places, dancing, music, smell of petrol, campfires, reading, romance, movies, The smell of a new book

dislikes

, when a tv show gets cancelled after a cliffhanger, bullies, the weather being too warm or alternatively too cold, hangovers (yet she continues to drink), heroin or hard drugs like that - they scare her, fudge, sitting still, cherries, when a movie butchers the book material it was based on, people who keep there place in books using "dog ears",

fears

(1) Taphephobia (Being buried alive) [Irrational yes but she saw it in a movie one time and for some reason has been terrified of the aspect since.]
(2) Loosing someone else she cares about

reputation

Carefree, naive, friendly girl living her best life. The type of girl that people see and feel the desire to protect her from herself and her too trusting nature, or reckless decision making.

background

Early Life

Brooke had a pretty standard life growing up, two doting parents (be it they did work alot but they were there when it really mattered), a nice home, and anything she could ever wish for. Brooke comes from money, however, she doesn't like to show this off and most people would not know that she is rich instead she says she's "comfortable". The Williams have always had a lax parenting style in terms of the tend to see Brooke as more of a friend than a daughter, never really setting rules and believing that everyone learns through making their own mistakes. She has been allowed to stay home alone since the age of 8, however, with the long hours her parents tend to work, this can be very lonely and so she always offered her house as the meet-up spot.

Her relationship with Jake

Brooke and Jake started dating final year of school, "a will they won't they" relationship that finally happened when he asked her out to senior prom. It started off great, naturally falling from the role of friendship to relationship and things just felt right. Brooke moved with her friends upstate to College, a bond still as strong as the day they met and Brooke was delighted to be sharing this new chapter with them. It wasn't long into going to college that things began to take a nosedive, while Brooke enjoyed the parties and getting high and drunk and the other newfound freedom the group finally received. Jake seemed to be going down hill, living together in the small one bedroom apartment seemed to begin taking a toll on the couple as the once loving relationship seemed to turn into constant fighting and bickering behind closed doors. Jake developed addiction problems that he hid from everyone including Brooke. It was when she came home early after a cancelled class and caught him doing heroin that everything became clear to her. Things only seemed to get worse from there, Jake begged her not to tell anyone about his problems promising to get better and in her naivety she believed him and kept the secret. Jake's constant mood swings along with the new addition of physical abuse took a toll on Brooke and she finally realized he had no intentions of getting better. She planned to tell the group and stage an intervention but the night before the planned meeting, Jake died and Brooke found him lifeless on the sitting room floor.

ADDITIONAL INFO

- She always singing random songs to herself

- She has ADHD

- she's very fidgety, always moving and can't sit still, whether it's tapping her toes, shaking her leg, messing with her hair etc

- She squeezes her right arm just above the elbow or rubs the back of her neck when nervous.

- she normally has some kind of novel or book in her handbag and enjoys reading to unwind.

- She randomly bursts into songs or dance a lot

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  Minho has always been someone bold, full of life and energy. He enjoys nothing more than pushing all the boundaries (even if it means getting him into trouble from time to time) and discovering and using new things and ideas. Combining his boldness with practically, he is also very original. He loves to experiment with new ideas and solutions, and will put things together in ways that others may not have thought to do so.
  
  When speaking with others, he is one to be direct and communicate quite clearly. Like pushing boundaries, being direct and factual has often landed him in hot water as he rather says things are how and what they are rather than sugar-coating it.
  
  However, due to his boldness and being so direct, Minho can be quiet insensitive. If he’s not careful, he tends to get too caught up in the moment, take things too far and cause hurt to more sensitive people without realising (also, forgets to take care of his health and safety). Feelings and emotions come second to facts and “reality”, and he finds emotionally charged situations awkward and uncomfortable. Not only that, he struggles with opening up and expressing his own feelings and troubles. Rather than letting speaking to someone how something might be troubling him, he would rather push it deep down and just ignore it. Something which he really shouldn’t do considering one of his seizure triggers is stress.
  
  Minho likes to move at his own pace to keep himself active and excited, and to continue pushing down anything that might be causing any emotional distress. Because of this, he can be rather impatient. Slowing down because someone else “doesn’t get it” or having to stay focused on a small, single detail for way too long is extremely challenging for him. This also makes school and anything else with highly organized environments an extreme challenge to him. Not because he isn’t smart, or that he can’t do well, but because he requires hands-on learning to actually enjoy what he is learning.
  
  Additionally, repetition, hardline rules, sitting quietly – also all things that he hates. Minho is very defiant and hates to be boxed in. He’s highly action-oriented and hand-on, and finds certain work to be tedious and therefore, making him intolerable as it requires extraordinary effort for him to stay focused long enough. Sadly, this also makes him risk-prone as his impatience leads him to push into uncharted territory without thinking of any of the long-term consequences. He’s willing to enter into extra risk just to intentionally combat boredom in his life. He wants to live in the moment and dive straight into the action – into the eye of the storm – because it’s just so stimulating to his logical mind. Anyways – rules were made to be broken.
  
  Finally, he has a knack for being socialable and using his social interactions and networking opportunities. He doesn’t actively seek people or to be a group leader, it tends to just fall right into his lap. Minho always has an impact in his surroundings, and the best way to spot him in a party is to look for someone who is always seeking to entertain and make others laugh with his blunt and earthly humour. He’s “that person” who would involuntarily volunteer himself (or a shy friend) to be an active audience member to come up on stage to help the performer.
  
  

  
  
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  the waves pull me in

  
  

  trigger warning: suicide by drowning
  
  Minho had no idea who his father was. Well, neither did his mother. At fifteen years old, and after twelve hours of labour, Lisa Kang gave birth to her son. She had no clue what she was doing. Her parents had banished her after discovering she was pregnant, and there had been a selection of different men that could have been the father – something she was not proud to admit to. She had gotten drunk at a high school party over one weekend, and when she woke up in the morning, she was naked in bed by herself. There were multiple people at that party that she could have slept with – and yet no one was coming forward.
  
  So, she was all alone. Newly homeless and with a newborn. She named her son after her late brother, Minho, and decided it was time to start acting like an ‘adult’. She tried her hardest to provide for her son by working long hours, leaving him with a babysitter just weeks after he was born. She loved him with all her heart and was determined to make things work. However, she was one to push her emotions down, and over the years, it was getting harder to pretend that everything was ok.
  
  She had dreams of going to college to become a doctor, getting married and having more children with the man of her dreams. Sadly, everything shattered before her. The man she was head over heels in love with left her for another woman, she was rejected by every university she applied to, she lost her job, and they were given an eviction notice.
  
  Late one night, when Minho was six, Lisa awoke her son and asked him if he wanted to go to the beach. She knew how much he loved going there and was always pining to go. Without hesitation, he jumped up and out of bed and began to excitedly race around the small apartment to find his beach toys. Once they were at the beach, Lisa sat down with Minho and watched him as he began to create a sandcastle. It was pitch black, and the sounds of the ocean waves thrashed and roared, echoing in her ears. She looked over at Minho and told him how much she loved him. Her son responded with a toothy grin and an “I know – I love you too!”
  
  Thank God for the darkness. Silent tears rolled down her cheeks as she leaned over and placed a final kiss upon her son’s head and embraced him. She told him to stay there and create sandcastles – and that she would be right back. Oblivious to it all, Minho nodded and went back to his sandcastle-making. That was the last time he saw his mother. Slowly, her figure was wrapped up in the darkness as she began to walk towards the water and eventually, the water consumed her, welcoming her to her death.
  
  Minho had been focusing so hard on his sandcastles and struggling to see through the darkness that he didn’t even realise that his mother had been gone for hours. It was only when his stomach began to rumble and the sun began to kiss the now-calm tides that he realised that something was wrong. He began to search the beach, now that there was light emerging, calling out his mother’s name. An elderly couple who were taking their dog out for a sunrise walk on the beach heard Minho calling out nearby and approached the sobbing boy. He explained to them how he was making sandcastles, and his mother said she would be right back – but that was hours ago.
  
  Within the space of a week, Minho found himself being questioned by policemen and then placed into the care of the foster system. His mother’s body was still being searched for, much to his confusion (because he was convinced that she was just going for a walk and would return to the spot she told him to stay). Within a month, the search party for the body was called off, and Lisa Kang was presumed dead. There was no funeral for his mother, which led Minho to believe that she was still out there and alive.
  
  Just before his seventh birthday, he was told that they had a foster family for him. It meant that he would have a new Mum and Dad. But he didn’t want a new one. He wanted his mother. So, every night, Minho snuck out of the house and made his way back to the beach. He would sit there and wait for his mother to return to him. Over the weeks, his foster family began to add more locks and security systems to the house to try and stop the boy from escaping. But, surprisingly, Minho managed to make his way through them all. And because of that very reason, his foster family declared they could no longer care for him.
  
  Over the years, Minho was in and out of various foster families. But he always returned to the foster system house. Families saw him as a risk due to his inability to handle his emotions (often leading him to fits of rage), and struggled to ensure that he wouldn’t sneak out in the middle of the night to head down to the beach. It wasn’t until he was ten years old that he actually met a family that actually fought for him.
  
  

  
  

  
  

  the downfall

  
  

  trigger warning: teacher taking advantage of a student (SA)
  
  He had finally settled down with an old couple, Mrs and Mr Reiner, who had shown him nothing but respect. They did not attempt to keep him boarded up during the night and would often ask him if he wanted to go for a car ride down to the beach. They allowed him to do the things that he wanted to do (things that he was sneaking out for in the other homes), but with the condition that they went with him to ensure he was safe and sound. When he was diagnosed with epilepsy, they made sure that he was cared for and were the ones to push the doctors to ensure that he was getting all the medical attention that they could.
  
  For once, he was actually happy with his foster family and began to see them as his own.
  
  Sadly, Mr Reiner suffered a heart attack and passed away. Months later, Mrs Reiner was diagnosed with breast cancer. Because of the terms and conditions of the fostering agency, Minho was to be put back into the foster system at the age of fifteen. And his new foster family? Well…
  
  They were very strong Christian Scientists, which meant they avoided medical care. Therefore, instead of bringing Minho to his therapy appointments and giving him his epilepsy medication, they decided that the best replacement was prayer. Instead of these appointments, Minho would have to sit through half an hour of this new family praying for him each night. They had strict rules within the household, and it felt like nothing he did was right. Even when he had seizures, the family would do nothing to help or aid him but would rather just sit there praying for ‘the demon to be released’ from him. At night he would try to escape to go to the beach as per usual. However, his new family soon decided to bolt his window shut and lock his bedroom door every night. They had security cameras and had even placed a tracking device on his phone. There was no way of him being and feeling free.
  
  School was his only escape from this crazy family. However, with the lack of medication and therapy, Minho was finding himself stressed out during classes, which led to absence seizures, which then led him to begin to fail a decent number of classes.
  
  One afternoon, Minho was walking home from the shops when he ended up having a tonic seizure out the front of someone’s house. Thankfully, it had been the garden of his English teacher’s house, Mrs Woods. She rushed out as soon as she saw him on her lawn and hushed him through it all. She invited him into her house afterwards for a glass of water and to take some time to breathe. It was during this time that he explained to her how he had epilepsy and his ‘parents’ weren’t letting him take his medicine. She said that she noticed how he was failing some of his classes (hers also) and suggested to him that maybe she could tutor him. Mrs Wood insisted that she would talk to his parents and that she would tutor him after school in her classroom. He agreed, and within a couple of days, she began to tutor him.
  
  At first, everything was going so smoothly. His grade was starting to go up ever so slightly, and he and Mrs Woods began to grow a teacher and student friendship. Some of the other students would make comments about how he was ‘screwing the teacher for good grades’, spreading them around the school. However, it was debunked when Mrs Woods added a couple more students that needed to be tutored into their group. After two months, Mrs Woods mentioned to Minho that she needed to grade papers that night at home; that he was welcome to come to her place to study, and that she could help him out also. He saw no harm in it.
  
  But he should’ve.
  
  She offered him alcohol (which he had never tried before, so decided sure why not) and tried to seduce him. She told him that if he didn’t sleep with her, she would fail his classes. If he did, then she would give him a top mark and talk to the other teachers about giving him a top mark, also. He didn’t want to do it. But he also knew that if he wanted to get into a good university, he was going to have to start improving his grades. And with the lack of concentration without his medication, it was a struggle. So, reluctantly, he agreed and lost his virginity to Mrs Woods. He had wished that it would be the first and last time it would happen. But over the weeks, she continued to make the threat to him. And, well, the other students at school were talking behind his back. Might as well live up to what they were talking about, right?
  
  School was no longer his escape afterwards.
  
  He was anxious every time he rocked up to school. He tried to avoid his friends, feeling a wave of guilt and fear. He would make up excuses to them that he had to be somewhere or something all so they wouldn’t ask any questions even if it wasn’t on his mind. Then there was a week where every day he had a class with Mrs Woods, he could feel an onset of a tonic seizure. It was becoming so physically draining to attend school with the immense fear of having seizures from being so stressed out. So, he just decided to skip school. Instead, he would take the bus and venture into the town or go and spend the day at the beach. He began to attend parties of people he didn’t even know and sleep at their house to avoid going back to his foster family.
  
  At the age of eighteen, he was finally on his own. No more foster families. It meant he finally had three years left before his medical coverage was up; three years to continue combating his epilepsy
  
  

  
  

  
  

  the upward climb with potholes

  As soon as he was eighteen, he began to seek help from the hospitals regarding his epilepsy. They wanted to put him on medication, but his coverage would only cover a certain amount. This meant he had to get a job. So, he was homeless – jumping from house to house – and seeking a job. Stressful, right? Most of the jobs he applied for refused him due to his epilepsy and how he wasn’t allowed to drive a car (which, looking back at it now, he could’ve sued so many companies for it). Not to mention, God was finally on his side, and he somehow had managed to score a scholarship for college. Not only that but the same college that all of his friends were attending.
  
  Minho found the perfect job as a soccer coach for private after-school teams through a company called Junior Goals, teaching young children how to play the game properly. It seemed to fit in perfectly with his school and appointment schedules also. While most of his friends were out partying, Minho had found himself spending most of his spare time practising mindfulness - something that was suggested by his doctors - through meditation and fitness. He was starting to get his seizures under control thanks to the aid of his healthy lifestyle and medication.
  
  However, in the recent year, his therapy sessions when things started to get rough.
  
  They were exploring his childhood traumas - his fear of abandonment - when his doctor questioned him about high school. Minho simply stated that towards the end of his schooling in high school, he would often skip school or avoid going altogether. His doctor asked him why he skipped, and filled with guilt and embarrassment, Minho simply lied. Told him that his friends made him do it. But from those few moments of questioning his high school life, Minho found himself having night terrors. The night terrors led to irregular sleeping patterns and then to stress. Which brought him back to a full circle of increased seizures once more.
  
  Having to take time off work due to the increase in these seizures, Minho was struggling with cash. It was at this point that his dear friend, Jake, had suggested opening up an OnlyFans account. Of course, Jake had said as he helped to set up the account with him, You don’t have to post nudes. Just some… you know, flirty pictures. Topless too. Girls get horny on the thought of sex, not watching it. Somehow… Jake made a good point. After uploading a couple of selfies - nothing too flirty or sexual - he was beginning to gather a following. So, while he was able to pay for his rent and bills, he was struggling to overcome this emotional struggle with his therapist.
  
  Which… resulted in him just simply avoiding therapy altogether.
  
  In hindsight, it wasn’t the best move at all. The nightmares and terrors were still coming, and the stress and anxiety of hiding this disgusting secret to himself was enough to continue triggering these seizure episodes regardless how much he meditated and worked out. Then, one night, he was over at Jake’s apartment. The pair of them were about to go and meet up with Brooke and other friends for something to eat and drink when Minho started to experience a tonic seizure. Having been a witness to many of Minho’s seizures over the years, Jake began to calmly follow the routine they had in place.
  
  Now, every now and then, Minho was prone to having wet accidents while having a seizure. It had been so long since his last accident that he was completely unprepared for when it did happen this time around. And while Jake searched his apartment for some spare clothes that he could wear, Minho’s walls began to fall. He became a sobering, blubbering mess; the first time he had ever cried in front of another person. From there, after getting changed, Jake consoled his friend, and that’s when Minho let everything spill. He told Jake about high school, Mrs Woods, and how everything was just his fault.
  
  And Jake didn’t judge him.
  He didn’t run away.
  He didn’t leave Minho.
  He stayed.
  He talked things out with him.
  He embraced him like a brother.
  
  It was their little secret, Jake declared to him, hooking his pinky to establish trust between the pair. He told him that he was there to help him and he would never leave his side.
  
  
  But Jake lied.
  The truth was, Jake was going to leave.
  A week later, he was dead.
  
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  hair

  
  Minho’s natural hair colour is black, but has lightly bleached his hair into a dark caramel brown recently. He likes to keep it at a medium length with a middle parting.
  
  

  eyes

  
  He has an elongated protruding round hooded monolid with a slight aegyo-sal presence. Minho’s iris’ are black, and he has perfect 20/20 vision according to his optometrist appointment.
  
  

  build

  
  Minho has a lean and toned body, perfectly fitted for an athlete. He likes to look after his physique by hitting the gym more often than not. Along with a Keto diet, he strives for a healthy lifestyle not only to care for his body, but to aid in his medical ailments.
  
  

  attire

  
  Think 'boyfriend' and 'the boy next door' vibes. Nothing that is too constricting or will choke him. Minho aims for comfort above all and if he's not in his usual ripped jeans, shirt and flannel combination, then he's wearing a plain shirt and gym shorts. When possible, he tries not to wear shoes. But when he does have to, he often wears Nikes.
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  epilepsy

  
  

  TRIGGER WARNING!
  DISCUSSION ON EPILEPSY / SEIZURES
  PHYSICAL AILMENTS: EPILEPSY​

  
  At the age of fourteen, Minho was diagnosed with epilepsy. His teachers had noted that he had been ‘zoning out’ and ‘daydreaming’ a lot during classes, but had been tossing it up to the fact that Minho enjoyed being the ‘class clown’ or skipping class. However, one day during sports lesson, he had his first tonic seizure while running laps on the soccer field; His body stiffened as he fell to the ground, unconscious. Luckily, his teacher had been close by and was with him throughout the whole experience. The only way he could describe it to others was this intense burning radiating through his body and as he came back to consciousness, it felt as if he had just run a marathon. His body ached, he was gasping for air, and he felt like he was going to vomit everywhere.
  
  He went to the hospital, did some tests, and then went home. Nothing was diagnosed nor did they confirm anything. A week later, while Minho was watching television with his foster family late at night, he experienced another tonic seizure. Back to the hospital they went where Minho was admitted for a couple of days for testing. After having another three seizures during his time there, the doctors finally diagnosed him with generalized epilepsy, having shown signs of tonic (muscle stiffness and rigidity), atonic (sudden loss of muscle tone) and absence (a brief loss of consciousness; looks like ‘daydreaming’) seizures.
  
  Throughout the years, Minho has tried various medications and methods to try and keep his epilepsy at bay. At the moment, he is taking medication twice a day, along with a Keto diet and exercising. It seems to be working as it has limited his seizures to once a fortnight or even month – as opposed to the three or four seizures he was having each fortnight while in high school.
  
  He has also been able to pick up on triggers which have been known to set off some of his seizures. Some of these triggers being missing his medication, stress and anxiety (feeling ‘overwhelmed’), lack of sleep, exhaustion, dehydration, and drinking alcohol (he can have one or two glasses, but it’s when he has a hangover that causes the seizures).
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  likes

  
  The sound of the ocean break at night, the breeze on his face, trying something new, soccer, summer, listening to ASMR of people cutting fruits and vegetables, meeting new people, when you get to wake up without an alarm on, the excitement of travelling somewhere, board games, spicy foods, new clothes, and listening to other people talk.
  
  

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  Being alone, bad drivers (especially because he’s not allowed to drive), hospitals, people with bad breath, when someone makes assumptions of what people with epilepsy look/act like, when all the lights are off in the house, having plans cancelled at the last minute, that pause for a sneeze that is about to come out but doesn’t, bad tastes in the back of his mouth (sometimes means a seizure is about to start), and well, sometimes he misses eating normal food and not being stuck on a diet.
  
  

  fears

  
  Throughout his whole life, Minho has had three fears. Abandonment, his intelligence, and the fear of death.
  
  He fears people abandoning him like his mother had done when he was six years old. However, due to this fear, he has often struggles to open up and speak his truth to others While he has a good group of friends, but his fear of abandonment is so intense and prominent that he tends to push people away instead of letting them in.
  
  Prior to his diagnosis, Minho was always scared that he was cognitively impaired and that there was something wrong with his brain. He would have chunks of his days where he just didn’t remember things, especially in class. His teachers would always say that he was doing it on purpose by day dreaming or acting silly, but it was quite involuntary and he struggled to pay attention in class. For that reason, he was often seen as a ‘dumb kid’ by the other smarter children who just assumed he was acting as a class clown to drag others down with him.
  
  Finally, ever since his diagnosis and his first tonic seizure, he has been deadly afraid that one day he will be killed from his seizures. That there will be a day when he has a seizure while he’s alone, hits his head, and that will be it - game over.
  
  

  talents

  
  Minho likes to think that he is quite talented with soccer. However, due to his epilepsy and his competitive nature, he tends to overdo it when playing in competitions and exhausts himself. The reason being why he has never trialled out for any professional teams. However, he does have a rather weird talent of being able to spin his pen in his fingers (also known as ‘extreme pen spinning’), and has been doing so since he was in high school.
  
  

  mental ailments

  
  Throughout his life, Minho has been attending child therapists to learn to deal with the trauma of his mother abandoning him at such a young age. In his teenage years, he began to skip his appointments as he feared he was growing too attached to the doctors that were helping him. Over the years, and after being diagnosed with epilepsy, his anxiety and depression just continued to grow. However, he would keep it pushed down, which would result in sudden outbursts of rage and emotions (primarily directed towards his foster families). High school really didn’t help, and the stress of teachers (one teacher in particular) was causing more seizures.
  
  It wasn’t until he was twenty years old that he decided to return back to a doctor to help with his mental health. Slowly but surely, his doctors began to make him realise that the extreme stress of living with a chronic health condition was causing depression and anxiety to rule his life. Not only that, but that depression can also increase the risk of seizure activity.
  
  Along with his exercise and diet, Minho has been taking daily medication and seeing a specialist once a fortnight to keep on top of things. It has been a struggle to try and let his emotions out, but he’s slowly and surely making an effort.
  

  
  
  
  
  

give me your loneliness,
and i'll give you mine.

name

kang minho

nickname

minnie

age

twenty three

dob

16th of april

gender

male

sexuality

demisexual

ethnicity

korean/american

pronouns

he/him

studying

health education

Dear 엄마,

Are you doing well? Have you eaten? I ate some japchae today and it reminded me of you. You always seemed to get the broth perfect. No one elses broth can ever live up to it.

엄마, I'm finally twenty three. It has been seventeen years since I last felt your warm embrace. I still remember your scent lingering. I miss your voice. Are you still singing? Next time we meet, I'd love to hear you sing your sweet songs again. 엄마, my friend is with you now. Please make sure to look after him until I can meet up with you both. I don't know when it will be, but please look after him like he was me.

I love you,
Minho.

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Name

Allison Andmore

Nickname

Andy

Age

23

Gender

Cis Female

Sexuality

Heterosexual

Occupation

Part-Time Model

Major

Communications

Secret

Jake used to confess his love for Andy all the time. There's countless of texts about it.

Personality

She's soooo busy, but also not! She's been taught to fake it 'til she makes it, and that's what she's doing! Allison is prideful, beautiful, and (arguable) talented. Is her talent just being tall and kinda pretty and standing? Sure! She's determined to get things done, although it's always tunnel vision and her way or the high way.

In high school, Allison was a senior class president and a real bossy one at that. Everything went smoothly even if a girl or two cried because they were

Likes
Citrus - Loves a lemon-line candy or a lemon drop.
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Visage

Hair

Black, Dyed Red

Eyes

Brown

Height

5' 9"

Build

Slender, Thin

Tattoos

None

Ailments

Certified Yapper

Faceclaim

Dua Lipa

Backstory

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Name: Layne Gene St. Pierre
Age: 22
Gender: Cisgender Man
Sexuality: Heterosexual

Layne is the type of person to always be found at parties. Though he is rarely in a group of people, he is never alone in the corner. He tends to come off rather standoffish to those around him, not often indulging others with information about himself. He always has something witty or sarcastic to comment and does not hold back with his seething tongue against people he deems deserving. He enjoys getting up to trouble, often spray painting the walls of churches or pickpocketing tourists. Underneath this guise, though, he is a kindhearted and caring person, with a genuine desire to connect with others, but due to his habits and way of life, he often manipulates those around him into getting money, drugs, or whatever else he wants out of them.

Secretly, he is quite the romantic. Through some persistence one could potentially break through his front and experience him for his real self, and they would find that he is extremely loving and sweet.


Likes
+ Playing the guitar and singing with his band
+ Heroin and cocaine
+ Grunge fashion
+ Shitty Polaroid photography
+ Slummy parties
+ One night stands

Dislikes
- Religious people
- Sobriety
- His parents
- Small towns
- People who talk too loud
- Tight clothing

Layne’s family is from a wealthy suburb of Montréal, Quebec. He was raised speaking mainly French, but has learned English as a second language (albeit, with a small and endearing accent). Layne has one sister named Jeanette, whom he did not get along with during adolescence and no longer speaks to.

Layne started smoking marijuana at the young age of 13, and having stumbled into groups of the wrong types of people, he very quickly found himself trying harder and harder drugs; his favorites of these being heroin and cocaine. His parents have ordered him into rehab multiple times during his teenage years, but none of these trips worked to reverse his addictions, mostly due to his lack of regard for his own well-being or desire to get better. Layne ran away from home at age 16 and has entirely cut his family off, having crashed on the couch of his drug dealer (and groomer) for the last two years of high school.

Layne studies Inorganic Chemistry in university.

Appearance

+ 6’1”
+ Slender, lean, toned build
+ Messy, wavy dark brown hair
+ Dark brown eyes
+ Sunken under-eyes, with a somewhat purplish hue
+ Thin, bony wrists and hands with long and slim fingers
+ Straight nose
+ Thin but defined lip shape, especially his cupid’s bow
+ Faint freckles across his cheeks and limbs

Extra Info/Trivia

+ Layne is ethnically Jewish.
+ He is allergic to most animals.
+ He is in a band where he is both the singer and a guitarist.
+ He has never had a girlfriend.
+ He has a tongue piercing.
+ He was on his high school’s robotics team.
+ He hates sports.

Themes/Songs that Remind of Layne

+ No Excuses - Alice in Chains
+ Junkhead - Alice in Chains
+ Jennifer’s Body - Hole
+ Black - Pearl Jam
+ Aneurysm - Nirvana
+ High - Sir Sly
+ Waterfalls - TLC
+ Heroin - Lana Del Rey
+ Back to Black - Amy Winehouse
+ Lithium - Nirvana
+ Pretty Fly for a White Guy - The Offspring

 

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User_Data.docx

name

renna janine vale

alias

ren

age

22

gender

female

birthday

october 31, 2001

major

graphic design

height

5'4"

build

Mesomorph

eyes

blue

hair

black

tattoos

x x x

faceclaim

@_undeadem_

overview

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Persona.docx

virtues

loyal, creative, xxx, yyy, zzz

vices

rebellious, unpredictable, xxx, yyy, zzz

likes

graphic design, dark eyeliner, xxx, yyy, zzz

dislikes

vvv, www, xxx, yyy, zzz

aesthetic

vvv, www, xxx, yyy, zzz

fears

vvv, www, xxx, yyy, zzz

concept

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Backstory.docx

occupation

student

friends

her aboslute ride or die, she's been friends with them since elementary

residence

a studio apartment.

history

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relationships

• Partner:
  vvv
• Friend 1:
  www
• Friend 2:
  xxx
• Enemy 1:
  yyy
• Enemy 2:
  zzz

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