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[Queen.]

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[/div][div class="rightside content1"][div class=title]"Girls like me are the kind your daddies desperately warn you to stay away from."[/div]

[div class=title]name:[/div] Boulevard Castleberry
[div class=title]title(s):[/div] Bee, Berry
[div class=title]age:[/div] 23
[div class=title]gender:[/div] Female
[div class=title]sexuality:[/div] Bisexual
[div class=title]flower:[/div] Lantana flower
[div class=title]mbti:[/div] ENTP
[div class=title]moral alignment:[/div] Chaotic evil
[div class=title]disorders:[/div] Anorexia, Borderline Personality Disorder, Depression
[div class=title]nationality:[/div] Half-Japanese, half-Dutch
[div class=title]dress style:[/div] Big, dark clothes and flat boots mostly
[div class=title]health:[/div] Questionable, unchecked
[div class=title]religion:[/div] Agnostic
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[/div][div class="rightside content2"][div class=title]height:[/div] 5"1
[div class=title]weight:[/div] 80 lbs
[div class=title]body type:[/div] Her hips are a bit wider, but you still can tell she's too thin
[div class=title]tattoos:[/div] Butterfly; right hip
[div class=title]distinguishing features:[/div] Lips, eyes, skinny body[/div][/div] [div class="container page3"][div class="leftside img3"]

[/div][div class="rightside content3"][div class=title]inventory:[/div] Always has a pack of cigarettes, a crappy looking lighter, dark lipstick, gum, and a yo-yo.
[div class=title]likes:[/div] butterflies, buttons, black coffee, swings, snakes, sushi, the rain, smoking, fires, swimming, cold weather, sweaters, philosophy
[div class=title]dislikes:[/div] mud, sunshine, ropes, guns, dark water, emotions, cops, monitor lizards, dinosaurs, most foods[/div][/div] [div class="container page4"][div class="leftside img4"]

[/div][div class="rightside content4"][div class=title]personality:[/div] Intense ➤ Boulevard can initially come off as a very intimidating person, and she likes it that way. Comedic ➤ Despite her forceful nature, she enjoys the funnier things in life and often uses humor to bond properly. Flirtatious ➤ Boulevard likes to flirt with anyone and everyone. In a way, that ironically keeps her comfortably distant. Adventurous ➤ When there’s adventure, she’s at the height of it. This woman is the definition of thrill-seeking. Loyal ➤ Once she finds herself attached, there is no breaking her apart from the object of her devotion. Eccentric ➤ Bizarre and unusual are two things this woman can be labeled as. She has eclectic taste and erratic changes in personality. Emotional ➤ As much as she would refuse to admit it, Boulevard is an emotional soul. They go deeper than she could ever express with words.
[div class=title]hobbies:[/div] Sewing, video games, yo-yo tricks, stitching together stuffed animals, reading, napping anywhere
[div class=title]disorders:[/div] Major Depressive Disorder, Borderline Personality Disorder[/div][/div] [div class="container page5"][div class="leftside img5"]

[/div][div class="rightside content5"][div class=title]past:[/div] From the beginning of her life, Boulevard has had it rough, and not in the fun way. She was taken to the park with her sister as children at the age of 10, only to hear two gunshots after her parents disappeared over a hill. After her and her sister desperately searched, they came across two dead bodies shot in the temple, both face down in their own blood on a picnic table. To this day, Boulevard reads the suicide note they both left. They were a financial ‘strain’, and they thought it would be an act of mercy to off themselves after hiding their crushing debt for years so they may live with suitable foster parents. After that, she fell into bad habits and began to become the key factor in her own problems. There was no one to blame but herself in her eyes for everything, and eventually, it landed her in juvie a few times. She still keeps in frequent contact with her sister. Their relationship can be rocky because of Boulevard’s past of addiction and Neptune’s fear of abandonment combined, but overall, it’s affectionate and loving. Now she’s walking among society as a normie, trying to disguise who she really is. And what she carries at all times. [/div][/div] [div class="container page6"][div class="leftside img6"]

[/div][div class="rightside content6"][div class=title]grudges:[/div] Against her parents
[div class=title]bonds:[/div] A loving one with her sister
[div class=title]relationships:[/div] Mom: Yvonnia Castleberry Dad: James Castleberry Sister: Neptune Castleberry Ex:Hunter Risher Ex: Tyler Clarence [/div][/div] [div class="container page7"][div class="leftside img7"]

[/div][div class="rightside content7"] [div class=title]theme:[/div] Gasoline ♦ Halsey Bottom of the Deep Blue ♦ Missio
[div class=title]faceclaim:[/div] Wylona Hayashi
[div class=title]quirks:[/div] • When nervous, tense, or anxious, she tugs at her earlobe with her middle and index knuckle • She likes to do tricks with her yo-yo string absentmindedly • She washes her hands a lot more than normal • Boulevard will stop dead in her tracks and stare blankly if she sees a butterfly • She likes to alter between neutral colors and the most blindingly colorful clothes you've ever seen • Has no sense of balance what-so-ever [/div][/div]
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code by Ri.a

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Spoiler: Codeless Form

Name: Boulevard Castleberry
Nicknames: Bee, Berry
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Flower: Lantana flower
mbti: ENTP
moral alignment: Chaotic evil
disorders: Anorexia, Borderline Personality Disorder, Depression
nationality: Half-Japanese, half-Dutch
dress style: Big, dark clothes and flat boots mostly
health: Questionable, unchecked
religion: Agnostic
Height: 5"1
Weight: 80 lbs
Body type: Her hips are a bit wider, but you can still tell she's too thin
Tattoos: Butterfly; right hip
Distinguishing features: Lips, eyes, skinny body
Inventory: Always has a pack of cigarettes, a crappy looking lighter, dark lipstick, gum, and a yo-yo.
Likes: butterflies, buttons, black coffee, swings, snakes, sushi, the rain, smoking, fires, swimming, cold weather, sweaters, philosophy
Dislikes: mud, sunshine, ropes, guns, dark water, emotions, cops, monitor lizards, dinosaurs, most foods
Personality: Intense ➤ Boulevard can initially come off as a very intimidating person, and she likes it that way.

Comedic ➤ Despite her forceful nature, she enjoys the funnier things in life and often uses humor to bond properly.

Flirtatious ➤ Boulevard likes to flirt with anyone and everyone. In a way, that ironically keeps her comfortably distant.

Adventurous ➤ When there’s adventure, she’s at the height of it. This woman is the definition of thrill-seeking.

Loyal ➤ Once she finds herself attached, there is no breaking her apart from the object of her devotion.

Eccentric ➤ Bizarre and unusual are two things this woman can be labeled as. She has eclectic taste and erratic changes in personality.

Emotional ➤ As much as she would refuse to admit it, Boulevard is an emotional soul. They go deeper than she could ever express with words.
Hobbies: Sewing, video games, yo-yo tricks, stitching together stuffed animals, reading, napping anywhere
Disorders: Major Depressive Disorder, Borderline Personality Disorder
Past: From the beginning of her life, Boulevard has had it rough, and not in the fun way. She was taken to the park with her sister as children at the age of 10, only to hear two gunshots after her parents disappeared over a hill. After her and her sister desperately searched, they came across two dead bodies shot in the temple, both face down in their own blood on a picnic table. To this day, Boulevard reads the suicide note they both left. They were a financial ‘strain’, and they thought it would be an act of mercy to off themselves after hiding their crushing debt for years so they may live with suitable foster parents. After that, she fell into bad habits and began to become the key factor in her own problems. There was no one to blame but herself in her eyes for everything, and eventually, it landed her in juvie a few times. She still keeps in frequent contact with her sister. Their relationship can be rocky because of Boulevard’s past of addiction and Neptune’s fear of abandonment combined, but overall, it’s affectionate and loving. Now she’s walking among society as a normie, trying to disguise who she really is. And what she carries at all times.
Grudges: Against her parents
Bonds: A loving one with her sister
Relationships: Mom: Yvonnia Castleberry
Dad: James Castleberry
Sister: Neptune Castleberry
Ex:Hunter Risher
Ex: Tyler Clarence
Theme song: Gasoline ♦ Halsey | Bottom of the Deep Blue Sea ♦ Missio
Face claim: Wylona Hayashi
Quirks: • When nervous, tense, or anxious, she tugs at her earlobe with her middle and index knuckle

• She likes to do tricks with her yo-yo string absentmindedly

• She washes her hands a lot more than normal

• Boulevard will stop dead in her tracks and stare blankly if she sees a butterfly

• She likes to alter between neutral colors and the most blindingly colorful clothes you've ever seen

• Has no sense of balance what-so-ever

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[Coriander]

• Basics
• Physical
• Personal
• A bit Deeper

• 
  
  
  Name:
  Abran Spire
  
  Age:
  24
  
  Gender:
  Male
  
  Sexuality:
  Bisexual
  
  Occupation:
  Barista
  
  Face Claim:
  Syuichiro Naito
  
  
• 
  
  
  Eye Color:
  Soft Brown
  
  Hair Color:
  Light Brown
  
  Height:
  5'11
  
  Weight:
  164
  
  Piercings:
  He has one ear pierced, though he wants to get the other one done as well. A single styled piercing was a 15 year old mistake that gives him an edgy feel he hates.
  
  General Look:
  Abran has fairly pale skin, the lack of sun keeping it to its cream colored pale. His hair is kept a bit messy, its natural slight curl making it almost completely impossible to style. Most of the time he just lets it do as it pleases. He dresses the same way, preferring comfy over style, even though in the end it doesnt look completely bad.
  
  
• 
  
  
  Likes:
  

  • Baked goods
  • Most sweets
  • Spicy foods
  • Warm Days
  • Tea (Over coffee)
  • Origami (Arts and crafts mostly)

  Dislikes:
  

  • Exercise
  • Summer
  • Bugs
  • Extreme heights
  • Mornings

  Disorders:
  

  • Depression

  Family Tree:
  Vienna Spire {Mother} Deceased
  Brooklyn Spire {Mother}
  
  Themes:
  

  Spoiler: Icarus Moth-Dont

  
  

  Spoiler: Cheat Codes- Put Me Back Together

  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Personality:
  Abran is extremely friendly and enjoy laughing with others more than anything. Seeing a person smile can make his day and he usually achieves this by putting their happiness before his. He may hate exercising but going out to do activities with friends and family is more than acceptable. He's often seen smiling more than not and will always be a shoulder to lean on. Needless to say, he's someone you can rely on.
  
  Background:
  When Abran was 9 his mother was diagnosed with stage two lung cancer. The whole family wanted to keep high hopes, and every weekend he would go to see her with a smile on his face. Even though the possibility of her getting better was pretty low with previous health issues, they managed to stay strong. Even if it was confined to a bed and medical equipment, Abran and his mom were extremely close and would to paper crafts together. He'd bring her food he made, tell her about what he did, and no matter the circumstance he was always smiling.
  
  When the day came, and her health finally gave in, Abran was devastated. On her death bed, saying goodbyes filled with tears and heartache, he made a promise he'd never break. His mother wanted nothing more than for him to be happy, and right before she died she made him promise to always smile. And he did, he promised her to never be sad, especially because of her death. When Abran was growing up this promise helped him make lots of friends, some small relationships, while others lasted for a lifetime. No matter what happened, he always kept on that bright and cheery attitude.
  
  Now, almost 15 years later he still keeps that promise strong. Trying his best to stay positive he got a small job as a barista and lives with his dad. Being positive constantly can be a bit straining, lover relationships never advancing beyond the third date. They always claimed that his kindness was borderline obsessive. In the end he's still single, and needing a break.
  

Spoiler: codeless

Name:
Abran Spire

Age:
24

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Occupation:
Barista

Face Claim:
Syuichiro Naito


Eye Color:
Soft Brown

Hair Color:
Light Brown

Height:
5'11

Weight:
164

Piercings:
He has one ear pierced, though he wants to get the other one done as well. A single styled piercing was a 15 year old mistake that gives him an edgy feel he hates.

General Look:
Abran has fairly pale skin, the lack of sun keeping it to its cream colored pale. His hair is kept a bit messy, its natural slight curl making it almost completely impossible to style. Most of the time he just lets it do as it pleases. He dresses the same way, preferring comfy over style, even though in the end it doesnt look completely bad.


Likes:

• Baked goods
• Most sweets
• Spicy foods
• Warm Days
• Tea (Over coffee)
• Origami (Arts and crafts mostly)

Dislikes:

• Exercise
• Summer
• Bugs
• Extreme heights
• Mornings

Disorders:

• Depression

Family Tree:
Vienna Spire {Mother} Deceased
Brooklyn Spire {Mother}

Personality:
Abran is extremely friendly and enjoy laughing with others more than anything. Seeing a person smile can make his day and he usually achieves this by putting their happiness before his. He may hate exercising but going out to do activities with friends and family is more than acceptable. He's often seen smiling more than not and will always be a shoulder to lean on. Needless to say, he's someone you can rely on.

Background:
When Abran was 9 his mother was diagnosed with stage two lung cancer. The whole family wanted to keep high hopes, and every weekend he would go to see her with a smile on his face. Even though the possibility of her getting better was pretty low with previous health issues, they managed to stay strong. Even if it was confined to a bed and medical equipment, Abran and his mom were extremely close and would to paper crafts together. He'd bring her food he made, tell her about what he did, and no matter the circumstance he was always smiling.

When the day came, and her health finally gave in, Abran was devastated. On her death bed, saying goodbyes filled with tears and heartache, he made a promise he'd never break. His mother wanted nothing more than for him to be happy, and right before she died she made him promise to always smile. And he did, he promised her to never be sad, especially because of her death. When Abran was growing up this promise helped him make lots of friends, some small relationships, while others lasted for a lifetime. No matter what happened, he always kept on that bright and cheery attitude.

Now, almost 15 years later he still keeps that promise strong. Trying his best to stay positive he got a small job as a barista and lives with his dad. Being positive constantly can be a bit straining, lover relationships never advancing beyond the third date. They always claimed that his kindness was borderline obsessive. In the end he's still single, and needing a break.

 

[Soap]

Alena Avery

 

[Danidify]

✿ JACOB ATWOOD✿

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[Nobelia]

Gone with the wind. Updated CS in reboot thread.​

 

[Chimney Swift]

Artist: Picolo

Basics
Name: Oliver Quinby
Age: 18 years old
Birthday: March 14th (Pisces)
Gender: Male
Sexual orientation: Gay


Flower: Crocus


Physical Attributes
Eye Color: Grey-green
Hair Color: A light, reddish brown.
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 121 lbs
Physique: Small and feeble. Most wouldn't believe he's actually a high school graduate.
Distinguishing marks: Oliver has double jointed fingers. He tends to unintentionally show this trait off when picking things up or writing, which many find slightly disturbing.
Health: Despite his appearance, Oliver is in relatively good health. He has no allergies, and sports remarkably good teeth, posture and general hygiene for a teenager. He is, however, noticeably hard-of-hearing.
Ethnic Background: Caucasian (His father is almost 100% Irish, while his mother is an American of distant Greek, Czech and Ukranian descent)

Wardrobe: Oliver dresses in neat, vintage styled clothes that are always just a bit too formal for whatever situation he's in. He prefers light colors that aren't too bright, often wearing shades of beige and soft greys and purples. As he gets colds easily, he frequently wears a pair of knitted gloves. His clothes look expensive, but old... Like he just stepped out of a dusty old painting.

In his pockets he always carries his keys, a small handkerchief, several pens, and a pewter fob watch.

Mental Attributes
Likes: Swing music, drawing and watercolors, snow, old sci-fi movies, making paper airplanes, paleontology and natural history, board games, books, ridiculously tacky lawn decorations, documentaries.
Dislikes: Being touched, bright colors, people who laugh too loud, coffee, yoga, air fresheners and other strong artificial smells, swimming, emotionally charged discussions.
Strengths and Talents: Detail-oriented, well-mannered, innovative and imaginative. He's also surprisingly wily, in a passive-aggressive sort of way. Oliver is a talented artist with a good eye for interesting visuals, and unsurprisingly he's also somewhat of a visual learner.
Flaws and weaknesses: Aloof, forgetful, unempathetic, an overthinker, and meticulous to the point of being somewhat neurotic.
Quirks: Oliver is highly sensitive to most sensory stimuli, which makes him both unusually observant and painfully finicky. He always has to write things down to remember them, even if he never looks back at his notes. In addition, he's incredibly fidgety, like, cannot and will not ever sit still.


History and Current Status
Class: Decidedly "middle". The Quinbys live in the suburbs in a decently sized condominium building, own a small car, and can generally get buy without worrying about rent or food or the like. Not rich, per se, but comfortable.
Occupation: Museum guide at the local Art Museum. Oliver hands out maps, returns lost children, and occasionally leads tours.

Biography: March in Colorado is always a bit of a liminal time... The threshold between winter and spring. Always patches of snow left on the ground, but usually by the middle of the month the first flowers have started to come up. Snowdrops, daffodils.... and, of course, crocuses.

It was one of these days that Oliver was born in the maternity ward of Skyvine Hospital. As it happened, if Skyvine weren't such a thriving and well funded medical scene, he may very well not have been born alive at all. While pregnant, Oliver's mother Christina Quinby began to suffer from severe preeclampsia, a relatively common condition that causes constricted blood flow and organ damage. The earlier a woman develops preeclampsia, the more likely it is that deadly complications will occur for her and her unborn child. Christina, at that point young, happy, and recently married woman, opted to prematurely terminate the pregnancy with a cesarean delivery.

While both ultimately survived the ordeal, the sudden health crisis had rocked Christina and her husband to the core. The lingering pains and chronic lightheadedness forced Christina to quit her promising job as a newscaster.

As for Oliver, he was lucky enough to escape most of the severe health consequences of premature birth. He did, however, adopt a permanently small stature and slight frame. He didn't start talking until quite late, and always seemed a bit behind on verbal milestones. While his parents were concerned, they were still financially drained from the first medical emergency. It wasn't until he entered first grade that one of his teachers suggested Oliver might be hard-of-hearing.

Incidentally, he never seemed to do well in school, despite being clearly intelligent and having great skills in literacy and art. He just couldn't manage to keep assignments straight in his head, and would often show up to class with forgotten homework. While his peers certainly ribbed him for it, Oliver was always distant to their affairs. He never noticed or cared much what they thought of him unless they directly brought it to his attention. This numbness to the emotions of others, while alienating, certainly saved him from a lot of loneliness as he grew up. He was more than content to find friends in books, the neighborhood animals, and his father. And his father's books. Really, though, he and his father were always close, each one always willing to talk for hours about the latest thing they'd learned or some odd thing they'd found in the woods.

As time went on, Christina started working again and regaining strength and motivation. She became increasingly involved in her new community, which should be a positive thing... except that she found a place of bonding with her peers over her disappointment in her son and her husband. She grew to find more and more things to be resentful of: her husband's low-income upbringing, her son's bookishness and lack of appropriately boyish hobbies, his hearing, his looks, his voice.... The list went on and on. While to some it may be apparent that scapegoating her family, to Christina it felt like getting her livelihood back.

By the time Oliver finally graduated from high school, he honestly hadn't changed much. He was still the bright yet absentminded kid he always was, just... taller and a bit more experienced.

Those around him, however, had changed quite significantly. His mother had moved on from bitter gossip with her friends and coworkers to being openly disdainful around the house. He and his father, not wanting to admit that her behavior was starting to wear down their emotional states, explained away her behavior as simple stress, a rough day... day after day after day. Things couldn't have changed that much... and really, if everyone just refused to dwell on it, eventually things would return to normal.... most things, at least.

Family and Relationships
¤ Christina Quinby, 41. Mother. A quiet, solemn florist. She seems incredibly unsatisfied with her life, her husband and her son. She is rarely around the Quinby house, and when she is she is often complaining. However, she is quite popular in the neighborhood, and puts on a different face for them. Nobody would ever believe Christina was so bitter with his family when she's all sugar and spice at church, in the flower shop, and with her many friends.

¤ Arthur Quinby, 40. Father. An Irish immigrant, bookstore owner and lover of all things odd and outlandish. Oliver clearly did not fall far from the tree.

¤ Sharon Liddel, 76. Upstairs Neighbor. Sharon lives in the other half of the Quinbys' apartment. While mostly harmless, she fancies herself a psychic and will often shout out cryptic advice from her window or ask very probing questions. If she ever invites you in for "tea", you're likely to stay for several hours as she tells you your whole life's purpose in tarot cards and nonsense.

¤ "Morris", 2. The neighborhood raccoon. Oliver considers him a friend... A friend who lives under the garage and raids the trash bins.

Extra
Oliver is bilingual, knowing and using both English and ASL. He also knows Morse code, which isn't really a language, but still good to know,

code by Ri.a

 

[Minyari]

...

if you're not going to speak up
how is the world supposed to know you exist?​

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BASICS

Name: Sofia Clermont
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Occupation: Paramedic (EMT)
Flower: Daffodil

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APPEARANCE

Height: 5 ft. 7 in. (170 cm)
Weight: 145 lbs. (65 kg)
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Silver
Build: Mesomorphic
Tattoos: A trident on her right upper arm.

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PERSONA

Alignment: Lawful Good
Likes: Traveling, animals, gardening, athleticism, pop-rock music, and order.
Dislikes: Chaos, paperwork, conferences, ignorance, books, indoors, sad vibes and indecisiveness.

Respect & Courtesy - Raised in a pretty traditional family, Sofia has a high regard for respect and manners. She respects everyone regardless of who they are until they become unworthy of that respect.

Posi Vibes - Ever since she was young Sofia tended to always look on the better side of things no matter how bad things were. Though what she says may seem unrealistic and or useless hope, her 100% effort and positive radiance keeps her mental health in check as well as keep other happy around her!

An Explorer - No matter what part of the world, Sofia thrills with excitement wherever she goes. Being raised and stuck in Skyvine for the first eighteen years of her life sparked an adventurous and unyielding spirit.

That One Person at the Gym - You know that really fit girl in the neighborhood and she always motivates EVERYONE no matter what the situation is? Yeah that's her and it gets annoying for some. Being a stellar athlete during her high school years, Sofia takes pride in her mental fortitude to continue to maintain her athleticism and body shape. Though in small occasions she becomes guilty of some drinking...

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BACKSTORY

Living in Skyvine since her birth her family's origins trace back to France as her parents immigrated to America in search of new opportunities. Being the second eldest of her family of three brothers and two sisters, Sofia grew up with a sense of responsibility and to be a positive image for her siblings. Growing up she tended to the farm and began cooking food for the family as she helped with her mother. The relationship between her parents were quite tight as they During her high school years, Sofia excelled in athletics specifically track & field and befriended many people in the small town. Desperate for change and or adventure outside of the isolated town Sofia enlisted into the Navy and traveled all around the world before coming back to her hometown. After taking a short break, Sofia achieved her EMT certification and began working in the town.

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FAMILY

Charles Clermont - Father - 47 - Deceased; A loved family man and respected farmer in Skyvine. Sofia had a very close relationship with her father though they had their disagreements from time to time. His death from a car accident, driving into town had a major impact on Sofia.

Romane Clermont - Mother - 34 - Deceased; Cherishing the time with her mother when she was younger, Sofia learned how to cook, clean the house, and proper etiquette from her mother. After a rough battle with cancer, she passed away.

Robert Clermont - Brother - 28 - Alive; Tight bond between the him and Sofia. After their passing of their mother they stepped up and became a father-mother like model for their siblings. Took over the farm lands from their father.

Julia Clermont - Sister - 24 - Alive; A bartender in town. They both love and hate each other as the two are absolute total opposites.

Anna - Sister - 23 - Alive; Recent college graduate and currently working at an accounting firm. Sofia views her as the “youngest” and always teases her but will always make sure she’s okay.

Victor - Brother - 21 - Alive; Fresh out of the police academy. Victor is an all around tough guy but infront of his family he turns into a big softie. Though he is the youngest he always acts as the older brother taking after his sisters. Sofia basically raised the kid and has a mother-son bond.

code by youngkyun​

 

[brutus]

Elias Dawn

▌Got a sunset in my veins, and I need to take a pill to make this town feel okay.▌

Faceclaim: Jon Kortajarena

Basics
Name: Elias Dawn
Age: 24.
Gender: Cis Male.
Sexuality: Bi-sexual.
Flower: Nightshade. [IMG='width:175px;']http://etc.usf.edu/clipart/51200/51231/51231_nightshade_md.gif[/IMG]
Class: Lower class.
Disorders: Anorexia, Bi-polar Type II, Addictive Personality Disorder, Insomnia.
"Occupation": Petty crook and dealer.



Reflections
▌I’m king of the clouds, of the clouds, I get lifted, I get lifted.▌
Height: 6'2''
Weight: 120lbs.
Eye Colour: Hazel
Hair color: Dark brown.


Elias is a willowy fellow, with a notably thin frame exaggerated by his height, standing at 6'2''. Skin a bronze hue, with dark rings around his eyes, the man looks perpetually tired, and to be frank, often is. Eyes lined with thick lashes, they are hazel in coloration, with fleckings of brown intermingling with the green. Beneath his clothes, he is somewhat emaciated looking, thin to the point you can see indents with prominence between each rib, and along the length of his collarbone.
On his back is a tattoo of a moth with dissipating wings and along his ribcage is a long scar.
Elias, if due to his measly income, dresses simplistic in darker wear, often baggy to hide his meager body. Therefore, it is easy to classify him as a "rocky." For the wealthy, it is to his chagrin.
His features are considerably chiseled, with higher set cheekbones and a rugged jaw. Perpetually, he looks irked, suffering from a severe case of resting bitch face syndrome, if you will.


Personality
▌I don't trust anything or anyone below the sun, and I don't feel anything at all.▌
▶Pessimistic-
Elias often sees the glass as half empty rather than half full, generally assuming the worst of situations or the worst from individuals as a whole. His outlook can be described as grim, although, there is those sliver of times when he attempts to rectify his outlook, to bet he'll be optimistic is a losing one, in most circumstances.

▶Full of Intrigue-
Elias, aligning to the nature of nightshades, oft has piqued interest over something, be it a person and their secrets to a specific field of knowledge, to something simple of forecasting tomorrow's weather. They say curiosity killed the cat, and Elias will counter with satisfaction brought it back. The world is a place with roots of learning, and Elias is eager to pluck the sprouting buds.

▶Artistic-
Elias is a creative soul, able to play varying amounts of instruments, paint, and photograph with a keen skill. Although, much to his frustration, his muse is lacking, and dust has gathered upon the tools in which he used to produce art.

▶Stoic-
Something that can be considered a flaw, and a trait that does indeed make Elias hard to read, is his stoicism. Elias is not open emotionally; instead, in fact, his doors are shut behind a facade of calmness. Such feigned composure hides his real emotions and, often, his intent, and this can make Elias seem to be a secretive individual and for some, hard to trust.

▶Bitter-
Perhaps due to his being of nightshade, or if not due to his upbringing, Elias is an embittered individual, and at times, a venomous person with a fanged bite. Caustically sardonic with vexed, Elias can be a force to reckon with when it comes to a battle of words. Slights oft go unforgiven and grudges are held deep like blood in his veins.

▶Loyal-
Elias is intensely loyal to those he holds close. Be it defending them, or maintaining a secret, there is no wavering in Elias’s loyalty unless you’ve done something immense to hurt him. This loyalty, however, can be exploited, leaving Elias prone to getting involved in relationships not so idea on many fronts, being much akin to a kicked puppy, with no real sense on what the balance of a healthy relationship to unhealthy relationship is.



Biography
▌Had to have high, high hopes for a living.
Shooting for the stars when I couldn't make a killing,
Didn't have a dime but I always had a vision.▌

With his father absent from his life, having little interest in rearing a child, Elias was left in the care of his grandfather, Phillip Dawn.
It was with Philip that Elias was raised in affluence within southern Louisiana and, in many ways, utter isolation.
Phillip was a religious man by nature, almost to an extreme. Along with being a farmer of the land, he also owned and ran a church. Philip was a man of affluence, and as were his tastes.
His grandfather strictly homeschooled him, his education laced with religious undertones, often integrated into spiritual sessions.


Secluded from kids his age, lest they are an immoral influence, the opportunities where he could mingle with other children were scarce, save the few in Philip's congregation. Along with being kept apart from much of the community, his grandfather had not been a very emotionally open man, suppressing any affection, thus teaching Elias to do the same. Emotions equated to weakness.

These circumstances left Elias notably co-dependent, becoming a perpetual source of constant internal struggle for him, as he seeks for bonds he never had the opportunity to make during his youth.
Elias continued to live under the strict thumb of his grandfather until he hit the age of eighteen. With little in the way of forethought or warning, he packed what belongings he had and made his way northbound to Sky-Vine.

There was opportunity rife in the city, and Elias pursued after it eagerly. A frequenter of the library, Elias sought to re-learn the world without a view dipped in any form of biases, absorbing pure information. However, with little a penny to his name, Elias soon found himself scrambling with debt, and in turn, turning to crime, at most, theft and drug deals. Not exactly what he planned for his life, but having left without forethought gave him slim options, so, alas, his feet are in the grittier sides of Sky-Vine not oft seen.



Relationships
Familial:
Expect a lot of question marks, Elias does not know much about his family beside a part of his parentage and that of his grandfather. It doesn't bother him, or so he says.

Father|????| "Good Riddance."
Abandoning him way before he was born, Elias does not know of his father, remains sour of the fact, and refuses to speak on the matter.

Mother|Olivia Dawn|Deceased "Long gone."
Olivia passed during childbirth due to complications, leaving Elias to only know her through stories told by his Grandfather, Philip, which, of course, left him wondering what amounts were painted true when his Grandfather has a habit of embellishing far beyond one would be inclined to believe. Such is a preacher, as Elias puts it.

Grandfather|Philip Dawn|Alive|"A bastard if I ever saw one."
Two stubborn men at odds. Philip, a man of affluence, reared Elias under a strict, confining thumb leaving Elias to grow into a restless teen. It was during his teenagehood that something occurred with the potential to split a rift between the two and before rumors could get out of hand Elias fled into lower wealth areas.
Affluence did not matter then.
Despite a sliver of appreciation for the man taking him in, Elias wants, at current, nothing to do with him. Meanwhile, Philip awaits Elias's reluctant return to the life he once knew with arrogant pride.


Tidbits
||Likes||Alternative rock▶animals▶potted cacti▶the sensation of being out in the rain
▶deep friendship and connections▶getting high▶writing▶photography▶walks in wooded areas▶


||Dislikes||Liars▶having to talk on the spot▶large crowds
▶sobriety▶the loud clasp of thunder▶confrontations
▶politics▶the haughty

Vices:
Smoking,
Ambien, among other drugs
Partying to forget
Wheeling and dealing

Tidbits:
Adores animals, would love to be an exotics breeder.
Has generally, for no real reason at all, an absurd amount of change in his pockets.
Immediately will smoke to avoid a topic.
Good at haggling.
Addicted to haggling.
Despises Colarodo's tendencies to be frosty.
Up late often more than not due to insomnia.
Loves to read, even though he might not look the bookworm sort.

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[Inb4Cloaker]

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Occupation: Private Contractor

Insignia: Rose

Relationships: Didn’t escape with any of those.

No nos rendiremos, no cederemos, nos levantaremos.
New World, Old Mistakes

Poverty
“On the border of Bolivia, working for pennies, treated like a slave cause’ the coca fields gotta be ready...”

Victor was born into a corrupt, tyrannical, and brutalized section of an unknown territory between the borders of Bolivia and Peru. At the age of five, he was already slaving away in the fields with his bare hands. His life was rough, repetitive, and lethal. He endured the deaths of his family and friends, along with beatings from the authorative guards that ruled over his plantations. Years passed, with him morphing and adapting to the life he didn’t want, but learned to accept. At the age of seventeen, however, Vic saw one person whispered to another, and another, and so forth. Victor could only wonder what was about to happen. A few days following, a group of guards were found beaten to death and stripped of their weapons. Before he even had time to register how flipped his life had become, and what was about to unfold, he was given a choice; join the insurrection, or flee with the hope that he wouldn’t be gunned down amidst the chaos.

Insurrection
“The spirit of my people; starving, broken and sweaty...”

It was short lived, and nothing good resulted of it. Victor spent nearly a year training as an insurgent, fighting against his oppressors with all that could be expected of it. He doesn’t like to discuss what exactly went down, and for good reason. The short explanation; the rebellion failed. In the end, he had to flee the country with nothing but a damaged body, a warped mind, and a dark grey military beret that bore a red star in place of the flash.

Rebirth
“Dreaming about Revolution, looking at my machete.”

He learned how to use a gun back home, and when he arrived in the states, he told himself that he would need more talents to make it anywhere with the new life he wanted to start. As it turned out, he really didn’t need anything else. What better candidate for armed contracting? An unknown, young, and aimless stranger who had no goals, aside from just survive. So, he was embraced into the new line of work shortly after his arrival. Being provided more than he ever dreamed of, and a job that payed well, he began to thoroughly enjoy his new life. Most importantly; he was very good at his job. It took him to places he never thought he would get to see, and he lived the life he never got to experience. Now, he is en route to another place he has yet to visit. He claims it is for work, but truth be told, he heard rumor of the snowfalls being a sight to see around this time of year. Why not work and trade the heat he was acclimated to for something a little colder?​

A través de la sangre y las lágrimas, no cederemos, nos levantaremos.Personality​

Victor is confident, distinguishing, and above all else, capable. Well, so he believes. He finds pleasure in challenging others in disputes, or just instigating a disorganized environment. He has a well maintained balance between being serious and joking, but can sometimes mix the two at inappropriate times. His interactions with others often involve him exhibiting animated motions, displaying that he is usually pretty energetic. He likes to maintain an optimists perspective, and will go through great lengths to help those he bonds with, even if he has to tease them a little first.

Appearance​

Victor has multiple tattoos along his arms and back, many of them representing a Día de Muertos style. His attire usually consists of what he wears while on the job. Typically, he sports a dark colored button up shirt with rolled sleeves, and a pair of dark grey cargo pants that are bloused into his black boots. He wears a black belt and tucks his shirt most of the time. He has a few scars along his back as reminders of his past, as well as the distinct Military beret that he always insists on wearing, or at the very least keeping on his person somewhere. Lastly, he wears a pair of somewhat beat up, black aviator sunglasses. His physique is lean and well built, with his height being 6’3, and his weight being 154 pounds respectively. His hair is kept short, and his facial hair is usually sparse.

Quirks​

Haunted- Victors past is littered with scenes that he wants to forget. Occasionally, these thoughts will all converge on him at once, causing him to lose grip with reality.
Simple Comprehension- He isn’t daft, but subtle slang or intricate vocabulary can cause Victor to reach peak confusion.
Armed- True to his nature, Victor isn’t a huge fan of being caught without something to defend himself. Usually, he carries a not so small Kukri knife.
Voices of the Voiceless- Naturally fascinated by singing, he can often find himself standing in place to patiently let someone finish a song.
Lingual Limitations- There are some words and phrases that Victor doesn’t understand, typically slang. Usually, he will be inclined to ask what it means. This can lead to some uncomfortable situations.
Easily Spooked- When startled, which is easy in and of itself, he will snort loudly, panic, and be thoroughly agitated for a brief moment.


Likes:
-Guns
-A lil’ Chaos
-Sweet Foods
-Jokes
-Traveling
-Reading
-Relaxing

Dislikes:
-Indecisiveness
-Bad Cooking
-Excessive Work
-Idleness
-Quiet Enviroments
-Grammar Lectures/Corrections

Theme and Voice
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[soular]

NAME robin lesley lorne

NICKNAME robbie (affectionate)

AGE twenty-two

OCCUPATION florist

ROBIN LORNE​

APPEARANCE

GENERAL Robin is most often described as lanky after one considers her height. Her limbs are long and she moves in a flowing and aloof manner, never seeming to realize her true size. She is relatively then, her skinned marred by several scars, likely do to the countless hours she spends outdoors. Though she may look soft and gentle, her hands are roughly calloused. Because of this, she despises holding hands and rather keeps her stuffed firmly in the pockets of her pants.

Her face is bit severe, punctuated by her short hair and a near constant frown. Her hazel eyes can be intense when she focuses her gaze on someone, but it's more likely that they'd be wandering aimlessly around the room. Her lips are often chapped, and she gets annoyed very easily with her ears. She has no piercing or tattoos, as she is very indecisive when it comes to most things.
HEIGHT: 5'10
WEIGHT: 150 lbs
STYLE: Robin seems to always dress in a business casual manner, but really it is just what is most comfortable for her. She prefers neutral colors as opposed to things that will make her stand out. Rarely will she leave her home without her handy traveler's bag that she slings so effortlessly over a shoulder.

PERSONA

GENERAL Robin is a very strange person who comes off as a bit mysterious to people who don't know her well. She isn't one to talk much unless spoken to, and has an uncanny ability to blend into the background almost anywhere. She has a very calm personality and doesn't really have any strong opinions about much of anything unless it involves mother nature. In fact, she actively avoids any situation that may seem to involve any sort of controversy. She absolutely despises it when people disrespect Earth and is a self proclaimed environmentalist. In addition to this she loves to read, and has a very idealistic approach to life. In university she majored in Philosophy which only adds to her vision of how the world should be.

Robin talks a bit more with his friends than with strangers, but even so she still comes off as more than a bit aloof. It doesn't help that she is extraordinarily easily distracted by the faintest things. She tries to explain that it is because she much prefers the company of herself, but it does still seem to be quite a bit rude when she cuts people off mid sentence by walking away and attempting to get some small wild animal to pay attention to her. Because of her distant personality, she has trouble getting close to people in a personal way and is often dubbed too intense for her own good.

IN-DEPTH

VICES:​

Cowardly ​

Socially Awkward ​

Impulsive ​

Forgetful​

Idealistic to a fault​

VIRTUES:​

Creative​

Caring​

Selfless​

Generous​

Optimistic​

LIKES:​

Nature​

Guinea Pigs​

Horror Films​

Chocolate​

Sword fights​

DISLIKES:​

Most technology​

Eating meat​

Roller coasters​

Shorts​

Orange (fruit, flavor, and color)​

HABITS:​

Bites her nails​

Stares directly into people's eyes while talking​

Yawns... constantly​

Rubs her nose when lying​

FEARS:​

Aliens​

Falling from large heights​

The inevitable degradation of the earth​

DREAMS:​

She wants to be able to travel the US and help with conservation efforts.​

​

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BIOGRAPHY

HISTORY:
Robin was born to her mother, Andrea, when the poor girl was just a child herself. Fifteen and a runaway, Andrea found refuge in the fairy-like town of Skyvine, Colorado. She was alone and afraid, not even knowing at that point that she was pregnant. A job at a small cafe, and the tiniest apartment allowed the teen to survive but when she discovered her pregnancy a few months later she wasn't sure what she would do. The girl barely had enough money to support herself, let alone an infant. But she couldn't bring herself to give her child away, instead she suffered through alone. Instead of celebrating her sweet sixteen, she was in the hospital bringing new life into the world.

Despite the immense hardships they suffered through, Andrea affectionately cared for Robin the best she could. Robin rarely went to bed on an empty stomach, but often she watched her mother do so. Yet still, being home yielded an intense blanket of depression. The tiny apartment had no windows, and often they left the lights off so the electric bill wouldn't be too high. Noisy nights with brawling neighbors, and the faintest sobbing emanating from her mother's room when Robin was supposed to be sleeping. As guilty as she felt about it, the girl began sneaking out when she was around 12. Leaving their home at ungodly hours of the night and returning just before her mother would poke her head in the living room where Robin slept.

Nature was her solace. Skyvine being the beautiful place that it was, had no shortage of trees that opened their limbs to the girl. She taught herself to climb the tallest of them, and spent hours in the warm embrace of the branches. After school, in the middle of the night, whenever she had any ounce of free time, she would steal away to the comforting presence of the lake with the only things on the planet that seemed to understand her. Children at school thought she was weird or mute, and though her mother tried, her depression prevented her from bonding properly with her child. Not to say Robin didn't appreciate her mother's efforts, she just felt it'd be easier if she wasn't around.

Despite her quiet nature and the fact that Robin never seemed to paying attention, the girl was quite intelligent. She skated through classes effortlessly, resulting in her receiving a full ride to Colorado State. She scooped up the offer quickly, desperately wanting to get far far away from Skyvine. In college, she decided to major in philosophy. The passages about earth's purity made Robin realize that she actually missed Skyvine. The mysterious town with untold beauties. As soon as she graduated she found herself moving back, this time in her own tiny apartment working as a florist.

RELATIONSHIPS​

ANDREA LORNE Robin's mother. Intense love on both sides. Still talk occasionally but Robin doesn't like to visit her childhood home.

MORAL ALIGNMENT chaotic good

S.O bisexual

CLASS lower middle-class

FLOWER the sunflower

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Spoiler: uncoded

NAME robin lesley lorne
NICKNAME robbie (affectionate)
AGE twenty-two
OCCUPATION florist

APPEARANCE
GENERAL Robin is most often described as lanky after one considers her height. Her limbs are long and she moves in a flowing and aloof manner, never seeming to realize her true size. She is relatively then, her skinned marred by several scars, likely do to the countless hours she spends outdoors. Though she may look soft and gentle, her hands are roughly calloused. Because of this, she despises holding hands and rather keeps her stuffed firmly in the pockets of her pants.

Her face is bit severe, punctuated by her short hair and a near constant frown. Her hazel eyes can be intense when she focuses her gaze on someone, but it's more likely that they'd be wandering aimlessly around the room. Her lips are often chapped, and she gets annoyed very easily with her ears. She has no piercing or tattoos, as she is very indecisive when it comes to most things.
HEIGHT: 5'10
WEIGHT: 150 lbs
STYLE: Robin seems to always dress in a business casual manner, but really it is just what is most comfortable for her. She prefers neutral colors as opposed to things that will make her stand out. Rarely will she leave her home without her handy traveler's bag that she slings so effortlessly over a shoulder.

]PERSONA
GENERAL Robin is a very strange person who comes off as a bit mysterious to people who don't know her well. She isn't one to talk much unless spoken to, and has an uncanny ability to blend into the background almost anywhere. She has a very calm personality and doesn't really have any strong opinions about much of anything unless it involves mother nature. In fact, she actively avoids any situation that may seem to involve any sort of controversy. She absolutely despises it when people disrespect Earth and is a self proclaimed environmentalist. In addition to this she loves to read, and has a very idealistic approach to life. In university she majored in Philosophy which only adds to her vision of how the world should be.

Robin talks a bit more with his friends than with strangers, but even so she still comes off as more than a bit aloof. It doesn't help that she is extraordinarily easily distracted by the faintest things. She tries to explain that it is because she much prefers the company of herself, but it does still seem to be quite a bit rude when she cuts people off mid sentence by walking away and attempting to get some small wild animal to pay attention to her. Because of her distant personality, she has trouble getting close to people in a personal way and is often dubbed too intense for her own good.

IN-DEPTH
VICES:
Cowardly
Socially Awkward
Impulsive
Forgetful
Idealistic to a fault

VIRTUES:
Creative
Caring
Selfless
Generous
Optimistic

LIKES:
Nature
Guinea Pigs
Horror Films
Chocolate
Sword fights

DISLIKES:
Most technology
Eating meat
Roller coasters
Shorts
Orange (fruit, flavor, and color)

HABITS:
Bites her nails
Stares directly into people's eyes while talking
Yawns... constantly
Rubs her nose when lying

FEARS:
Aliens
Falling from large heights
The inevitable degradation of the earth

DREAMS:She wants to be able to travel the US and help with conservation efforts.

HISTORY:
Robin was born to her mother, Andrea, when the poor girl was just a child herself. Fifteen and a runaway, Andrea found refuge in the fairy-like town of Skyvine, Colorado. She was alone and afraid, not even knowing at that point that she was pregnant. A job at a small cafe, and the tiniest apartment allowed the teen to survive but when she discovered her pregnancy a few months later she wasn't sure what she would do. The girl barely had enough money to support herself, let alone an infant. But she couldn't bring herself to give her child away, instead she suffered through alone. Instead of celebrating her sweet sixteen, she was in the hospital bringing new life into the world.

Despite the immense hardships they suffered through, Andrea affectionately cared for Robin the best she could. Robin rarely went to bed on an empty stomach, but often she watched her mother do so. Yet still, being home yielded an intense blanket of depression. The tiny apartment had no windows, and often they left the lights off so the electric bill wouldn't be too high. Noisy nights with brawling neighbors, and the faintest sobbing emanating from her mother's room when Robin was supposed to be sleeping. As guilty as she felt about it, the girl began sneaking out when she was around 12. Leaving their home at ungodly hours of the night and returning just before her mother would poke her head in the living room where Robin slept.

Nature was her solace. Skyvine being the beautiful place that it was, had no shortage of trees that opened their limbs to the girl. She taught herself to climb the tallest of them, and spent hours in the warm embrace of the branches. After school, in the middle of the night, whenever she had any ounce of free time, she would steal away to the comforting presence of the lake with the only things on the planet that seemed to understand her. Children at school thought she was weird or mute, and though her mother tried, her depression prevented her from bonding properly with her child. Not to say Robin didn't appreciate her mother's efforts, she just felt it'd be easier if she wasn't around.

Despite her quiet nature and the fact that Robin never seemed to paying attention, the girl was quite intelligent. She skated through classes effortlessly, resulting in her receiving a full ride to Colorado State. She scooped up the offer quickly, desperately wanting to get far far away from Skyvine. In college, she decided to major in philosophy. The passages about earth's purity made Robin realize that she actually missed Skyvine. The mysterious town with untold beauties. As soon as she graduated she found herself moving back, this time in her own tiny apartment working as a florist.

RELATIONSHIPS
ANDREA LORNE Robin's mother. Intense love on both sides. Still talk occasionally but Robin doesn't like to visit her childhood home.

MORAL ALIGNMENT chaotic good
S.O bisexual
CLASS lower middle-class
FLOWER the sunflower

 

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basics
→ name | Emberly Lynne Cobb
→ nicknames | Ember, Em
→ age | 24
→ gender | Female
→ sexuality | Pansexual
→ flower | Marigold

about
→ mbti | ESTP
→ moral alignment | Chaotic Neutral
→ disorders | bipolar 1
→ dress style | comfort over style, lots of ripped clothing
→ health | she's fairly healthy as long as she takes her medication
→ religion | doesn't care to think about it

appearance
→ height | 5'5
→ weight | 135lbs
→ body type | thin to average
→ tattoos | x x x
→ distinguishing features | her usually pink hair


about pt.2
→ likes | feeling free; animals; music; driving fast;
→ dislikes | talking on the phone; hot tea; sitting still; forced reading
→ personality | (+) brave; (+) honest; (+) loyal; (-) proud; (-) closed off; (-) impulsive
→ hobbies | singing; talking to anyone about anything

→ relationships | tbd
→ theme song | we were here
→ quirks | chews on the tips of pens; tugs on her hair when nervous/anxious
→ bio | Emberly was born second to a middle class family, her brother Luke being just a few year older than herself. The two of them, despite being so close in age, were best friends. Luke picked on his sister mercilessly, but he wouldn't hesitate to throw a punch at anyone who teased her. Em was the quieter of the two; Luke was the spitfire. He was her protector. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have gone out into the world at all, too afraid to discover new things and meet new people.

When the pair were teens, Em decided she'd had enough of being the shy, quiet girl they all knew. She got in with the wrong set of people, and hung out alot at the railroad tracks that lay on the edge of their small town. They did dangerous dares and plenty of other stupid teenage things, and though Luke begged Em to forget them, she couldn't. Didn't want to. One on particular day, her dare was to stand on the tracks as a train approached. Anyone could have seen what was coming-- except Em.

Luke shoved her off the tracks at the last moment, but it cost him his life. Her parents blamed her, though they wouldn't come out and say it. But she blamed herself, too. It was then that she really started acting out. Stealing, partying hard, failing in school. She was diagnosed with bipolar 1, and put on medication. Getting her to take it was a daily struggle, and getting her to stay on them was just as hard. For weeks or months she would be okay, then she'd have one slip up, and things would snowball.

Things started to look up her senior year, right after graduation. She would go off to college, and everything would be alright. But then she met a boy, an older man, and things changed again. She ran off with him to the town of Skyvine, but it wasn't long before he ditched her. Deciding to stay and make the best of it, she's been here ever since. She's super outgoing and friendly, except when it comes to people inquiring about her past.

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