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One x One He Might be Danny but She'll Never be Sandy [SnowFeather and SetMeFree]

SetMeFree

Free Spirit


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{Name} ~ Charlotte Louise Thompson


{Meaning} ~ Free man, Renowned warrior, Son of Thomas


{Nickname} ~ Char, Lottie


{Age} ~ 18


{Gender} ~ Female


{Birthday} ~ August 11th

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{Hair Color} ~ Light brown


{Hair Style} ~ Soft waves, occasionally straightened, mid back length


{Eye color} ~ Brown and blue, heterochromatic


{Height} ~ 5'9"


{Weight} ~ 112lbs


{Tattoos} ~ One, though her parents don't know about it. Hidden behind her right eat is a small truffula tree with "unless" next to it.


{Piercings} ~ Both ears are double pierced


{Style} ~ Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall [2]


{Jewelry} ~ Tiffany heart bracelet

,
compass ring

,

,
small spike earrings [first holes], rose gold stud earrings [second holes], wire wrap earcuff


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David Yurman necklace

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{Family} ~

Maximilian Robert Thompson, 48, Father

Olivia Penelope Thompson, 46, Mother

{Pets} ~

Bodie (Bo), 2, Male, Bracco Italiano



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{History} ~ Born into money is a bit of an understatement. Charlotte was born into more money than one could ever imagine. At this point the money is from so far back that they've stopped tracing it. Never in her life has she wanted for a thing, expect parents that weren't so shallow. When she was younger, it didn't much matter, in fact, she loved it. Every holiday, everything she asked for was always sitting there waiting for her. As she got older, her parents started to question where they had gone wrong, especially on her sixteenth birthday when she asked for a Jeep, not a Benz. Their daughter didn't want things with high price tags, she only wanted what made her happy. Her father convinced her mother to simply go with it for the time being but they're both worried that one day Char will cross an unseen line and do something only "common folk" do, like actually work for what she has.


{Personality} ~ Charlotte isn't your typical rich girl, sure she's sheltered and spoiled nearly rotten but she's not vapid. There's a lot more than air between her ears as well. Beyond that plastic exterior, she is a bleeding heart. If it wasn't so frown upon by her parents, she would happily spend money on people who had far less that she did. Her Great Aunt Louise is the one that helped to ground this girl as much as possible, something that was some how lost on Char's parents. Unfortunately, people do just assume she's a stereotypical mean girl, moving out of her way in fear, something which she'll never admit gets to her.


{Favorite Color} ~ Lavender


{Favorite Book} ~ Oh, The Places You'll Go by Dr. Seuss


{Favorite Song(s)} ~ I Was Made For Loving You (Feat. Ed Sheeran) by Tori Kelly, Breathe (2 AM) by Anna Nalick and Coming Your Way by Beach Avenue


{Favorite Season} ~ Fall

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{Preferred State of Being} ~ Surrounded by friends or drawing in the backyard


{Car} ~ Light Teal Jeep Rubicon


{House} ~ Floor Plan, Bedroom, Bathroom

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James E. Foster



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The Basics

»Name«


James [Edwin] Foster



»Meaning«


Good-Looking, Charmer, Drunk



»Nicknames«


Jamie, Ed



»Age«


18



»Gender«


Male



»Birthday«


February 22





Outer Shell

»Hair Color«


Dark Brown



»Hair Style«


Messy -- Bed hair, Average Short



»Eye Color«

Dark Brown


»Height«


6'1 Feet



»Weight«


157 Pounds



»Tattoos«


A
heart on his left pectoral


»Style«

Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall




Shallows

»Family«

Keith Foster, 40 [Father] ✞

Helena Anne Foster, 45 [Mother]

Joelin Foster and Petra Foster, 5 [sisters]

Tyler Edwin Foster, 7 [brother]

»Pets«

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»Stereotype«

Bad boy

»Occupation«

Senior in High School, Gang Member

In Depth

»History«

James grew up with his mom and dad, with a pretty normal life. He had lots of friends at school, and had a younger brother, Tyler, two years of age, and two twin sisters, Petra and Joelin, newborn. Then came the accident. His father was on his way home from a trip, when the car drove off a bridge, and his father drowned. James was only 13 when this happened. He started neglecting his friends, and at age 15, they moved away from Kansas, his hometown. He became part of a gang, and was now the provider of his family. He managed to get enough just to make sure his family could live normally. He knew though, that a single complication could make it all fall apart. How does he earn his money? Street fights. People bet on him, and if he wins, he gets half of all bets. The rest goes to those who are in charge. He plans on staying with his family after graduation, and college is not an option. His family goes before him, and even though his mother has asked him to stop, he will not stop providing for his family, even if it kills him.

»Personality«

James is stubborn, and brave. He dislikes chit chat, and will resort to violence when someone gets close to him. He doesn't like relationships, and the only friendships he sees appropriate are those he has with his gangmates. He is not selfish, and will put almost anyone before himself, yet will not admit so. He will seem cold and hard, but on the inside he's warm and caring. Time is all needed to break his tough, thick, shell. Everything he does, he does for a reason, and you shouldn't be offended when he pushes you away. In some way, he feels he's protecting you. Most likely, from him. He blames himself for his father's death, hence why. James hates to learn, and so he hates school. He usually just sleeps on his desk, since all teachers are scared of him. He thinks everyone is scared of him, yet doesn't mind. It may be for the best.

»Favorite Color«

Black

»Favorite Book«

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»Favorite Songs«


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»Favorite Season«

Winter

Leftovers

»Transportation«

Skateboard

»House«

House

»Usually Found..«

Hanging with his gang




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