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Age: [14-18]
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What are you going to school for:

Likes: [3+]
Dislikes: [3+]

Personality: [Optional. Do as much or as little as you want]
Bio: [1-2 paragraphs]

Relationships: N/A [until accepted]

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[RosateNena]

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[div class=titleblock]Basics[/div][div class=textbox]Name: Rose Annabelle Porter
Nickname(s): Rosie
Age: 16
Gender: Cis female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Going to school for: Her father believes it is a great way to promote the business, but Rosie simply wants to meet and interact with people her own age. She hopes that she can study business some more at the academy. [/div]

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Eyes: Green
Hair: Dark brown & long
Height/Weight: 5'2"/104 Ibs
Body type: Slim
Body modifications: Pierced ears[/div]

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Personality: Rosie had been raised to be straight-faced and serious. Laughter and smiles were a sign of weakness, and wasn't considered appropriate for a future CEO. She often remains quiet, and simply observes others. While she is supposed to be quick and cunning, she can't find herself to behave exactly like her father. Sharing is something she struggles with greatly, as she is an only child that was always told to take what is hers. The young girl has never opened up to anyone, and simply wants friends.
Likes: ✔ Reading ✔ Alone time ✔ Photography ✔ Writing ✔ Rain ✔ Oversized sweaters
Dislikes: ✘ Porter Corporations ✘ Rich people ✘ Fish ✘ Movies
History: Porter Corporations is what Rosie was born into. Since the day of her birth, everything she has seen or been told was to shape her to be the perfect CEO. Her parents are both incredibly busy people that left their daughter with a variety of nannies everyday, until she was old enough to care for herself. When she was deemed to be mature enough, endless business meetings and other similar things were flung her way every second. It most definitely was not the ideal way to spend a childhood, but the future CEO had no choice. She is the only heir to the company, as her parents can not stand to be in the same room as each other, let alone create siblings for her. Their marriage was simply one of business, and it makes their daughter sick. She feels lonely, and wants a different future for herself.
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credits RI.a

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Spoiler: Writing Sample

R o s e . P o r t e r

Location: Banquet party | Mood: Tired |Outfit: X | Tags: N/A​

There was a dull ache at the temple of Rosie's head. She rested it in her hand, hoping the pain would go away with some water and rest for her eyes. She couldn't stand the loud chatter of her father's business partners, and wanted nothing more than for them to go away. Instead, she was stuck in a too-tight dress with heavy eye makeup and stiff hair. The lights of the banquet hall were far too bright, and they burned the insides of her eyelids. It was quite tempting to release a heavy sigh, but her mother would have her head for it if she did.

Rosie fluttered her eyes open at the obnoxious laughter of a business partner's wife. She was still fairly young- early twenties- while her husband was almost three times her age. If the future CEO had a dollar for every time she came face-to-face with a gold digger, she could practically buy out every single one of her future business partners. It was all such a mess.

"Get your elbows off the table," Rosie's mother hissed quietly, "You're creating a bad image for yourself." She reached over to yank at her daughters arm, shoving it onto her lap below. It was such a shame; the dull ache in her head was just going away, but now it's far worse.

code by pasta​

 

[social]

placeholder #1????
female maybe???​

 

[bubi]

/coded by allure/

WIP

WIP

[basic information]

name; Stacy Ozyin Valentina
age; 16
gender; female
sexuality; Questioning, Queer

Well this
Blows.​

BIO

it's just a little blood​

[body stuff]

Eye Color; pale blue
Hair Color; It was naturally black but is now an icy pastel blue
Height/Weight; 5'1 and 101 ibs.
Body Type; Short and petite, not very curvy.
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc; None at the moment.

talk to me.​

[personality or whatever]

Likes; spinning in circles for no reason, cakes, doodles, playing the piano,
Dislikes; when people overreact to her disease, dancing, having to stay in one place, avocados,

Personality;

meet my friends.​

[relationships or whatever]

Y'know, stuff like that
Are just small pebbles
Here is where the things that shine are
Life is cool, cool, cool

We have lots of time, if we keep going like this
Then maybe we’ll be able to live forever
Goodbye my protagonist, yeah
In order to see you
Ta-da, I enter elegantly

Right here, right now
We are so dazzling and beautiful
I know for sure that today's fireworks
Will never ever end

Things even more surprising are to come

 

[ethereal]

Mila Barlow

by ethereal

Basics

Name: Mila Louisa Barlow
Age: 17
Gender: cis female
Sexuality: hetero
What are you going to school for: Mila wants to become psychologist

Appearance

Eye Color: darkbrown
Hair Color: blonde
Height/Weight: 162 cm (5'3") / 53 kg (117 lbs)
Body type: slim, slightly curvy
Body modifications: pierced ears

Persona

Likes: ✔ Learning and researching ✔ Cooking and baking ✔ Astrology ✔ Pink skies
Dislikes: ✘ Lack of space and alone time ✘ Sports ✘ Shallow people ✘ Cilantro
Personality: Mila was born as a Virgo sun, Pisces moon and Sagittarius ascendant. This means Mila is a true perfectionist and very hardworking and that she always prioritizes well being above everything else. That being her own well being, that of her loved ones and that of the planet. There is a willingness to explore and experiment inside Mila, as she feels the world is filled with adventure, new things to experience and most of all, hope. Mila is a dreamer, an imaginative soul with depths of emotions she does not even understand herself.
Bio: Mila has always been a hardworking girl, striving for the best and a true Virgo, which is why she decided to try to make the cut. Her parents are quite supportive, the only barrier in her life has been Mila herself, as she tends to be overly critical. She grew up with her Dutch mother and British father, older brother and younger sister in a small village near Amsterdam. She is therefor bilingual (English and Dutch), and grew up learning French and German as well. Her level for the latter two however are minimal, which is something Mila would like to change on the island. She studied Design in London after growing up in the Netherlands, and worked for a few years at a design company. However, this did not entirely satisfy her as she felt like she was not learning anything new, and decided to travel and work freelance.
Fears: failing, being disliked, appearing dumb
Quirks: snacking between meals, humming/singing to herself, tucking hair behind ears, doodling
Other: more photos here
Relationships: N/A [until accepted]

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Writing sample:

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Mila slowly stroked the ends of her blonde locks over her fingertips while reading the small font. Quietly humming to the tunes of her "Deep Focus" playlist she let go of her hair and touched the page to turn it. Twenty-three more pages to go. Mila refocused on the text and took the pen next to the book in her hand.
"Mila? Honey?", Mila finally heard next to her. She replied with a quick hum while refusing to let her eyes leave the pages in front of her. "I really think it's time for a break.", her father then continued. Mila did not reply, already forgetting her father was next to her. While moving her eyes from the left to the right page, a hand with a plate blocked her vision. "Dad!" Mila exclaimed, finally letting her tired eyes leave the pages to look at her father next to her. "Don't tire yourself too much. You've done enough for today." Her father smiled at her and lovingly touched her hair. Mila rolled her eyes, knowing he was right but refusing to admit it. "Just a few more minutes." Twenty-one pages to go.

 

[playboy]

female w.i.p
fc: bellepaulinee​

 

[JustAlexandra]

Name:
August Daley

Age:
17

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Straight

Eye Color:
Green

Hair Color:
Dirty Blonde

Height/Weight:
5'11, 150

Body Type:
Lean

Tattoos/Piercings/Etc:
N/A

What are you going to school for:
August wants to be a Physical therapist

Likes:
Bananas
Video Games
Cats

Dislikes:
Pepsi
Parental figures
Lemonade


Personality:
Hard-headed, Cheeky, Jokester, Defiant

Bio:
August was never the kid that his parents wanted. He was always put pressure on to be perfect, to stick his head into books and work his ass off. And he did, of course, he saw how his parents struggled enough being middle class, but nothing he ever did was enough. They always told him that he had to be the breadwinner of the family so that he could take care of his parents when they were old and gray. He had a little sister who was never disciplined and allowed to do whatever she wanted. This made August resentful of his parents, and he lashed out. Applying to this school was his last chance to get away, and still abide by his parents wishes.


Relationships: N/A [until accepted][/B]​

 

[BlackOrchid02]

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Name: Jaime Winona Farnandez
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual


Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown w/Light Brown Highlights
Height/Weight: 5'5"/135lbs
Body Type: Average
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc.: Multiple ear tattoos and a tattoo of a wolf howling on her lower back.

What are you going to school for: Jaime hopes to form a band and become famous with her music.

Likes:
- Partying
- Drinking
- Hanging out with her Brother
- Her Instruments
- Playing Sports

Dislikes:
- Her Parents
- Hospitals
- Drugs
- Large bodies of Water
- Snobs

Personality: Jamie is a very carefree rebellious girl. She is very stubborn and determined to do things her way, even is she's not always right. She enjoys hanging out with the guys rather than the girl because she feels out of place around them. Jaime is terrified of water because of a traumatic event that happened when she was little, she doesn't even like taking baths for too long. Jaime tends to let out her negative feelings by playing the drums even if it doesn't have much rhythm. She feels that she's one of the guys and doesn't want anything to do with "girly" stuff, she doesn't do makeup, dresses, heels, or any of that stuff no matter who's trying to get her to. Jaime feels it's her life and she can choose what she wants to do with it.

Bio: Jamie went to an all-girls school growing up and made tons of friends. Over the summer she started hanging out with her older brother and his friends. Soon over the years she drifted away from her girlfriends and became "one of the guys". Her parents started noticing and sent her away to an all girls boarding school far away from home. She always wrote to her brother and their friends during her time there and even started catching some feelings for the girls there. Since there was a no relationship policy at the school Jamie would always sneak off somewhere with a girl and would almost always get in trouble. Jaime got thrown out of school and after coming out to her parents as bi she was thrown out of the house. She went to go live with her brother who welcomed her with open arms and soon after discovered this new school and decided to enroll.

Relationships: None

Spoiler: Writing Sample

Jaime walked into her new home, looking around she thought, It's not too bad I guess, it's kinda...shabby but homey, she smiled. She was thankful her brother even let her stay here, she shouldn't be criticizing. "So? How do you like it?" Her brother asked, his hands in his pockets and his body rocking back and forth as if her opinion of his home was super important. "It's nice, thanks for letting me stay here bro," she walked over and hugged him. "No problem Chiquito," he said hugging her back tightly. Jaime grinned at her childhood nickname, they both pulled away and she grabbed her bags following her brother to her new room. Jaime rolled her suitcase to the bed and dropped her duffel bag on top of the bed. "I think I'm good from here, gracias again big bro." she smiled and gave him a thumbs up. Her brother gave her a thumbs up back, a gesture they've been doing since they were little and started walking up out of the room, "Holler if you need anything Jaime," he said before finally exiting the room. Jaime laughed and nodded to herself at his comment, Yeah, I think I'll do just fine here. Jaime thought grinning to herself.

 

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[div class=title][div class=titletext]Jacob Song

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Name: Jacob Song
Nickname: Jake
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual


Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black (but he often dyes it white)
Height/Weight: 5'11" - 140 Ibs
Body Type: Lanky
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc: Have his ears pierced

Relationships: N/a​

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What are you going to school for: Computer Science/Video game design

Likes: [3+]
+ Video Games
+ Streaming (Twitch)
+ Piano
+ Spicy Foods
+ Polaroids
+ Board Games

Dislikes: [3+]
- People not taking responsibility
- Shorts
- Hot Weather
- People who interrupt someone whos talking
- General rudeness
- Close-mindedness


Quirks:
- Use "twitch" speak sometimes
- Has a stutter, it's more noticeable when he's playing games.
- Is a lightweight

Personality: Jacob is a pretty easy going guy. Though he is reserved when it comes to his emotions. He tries to act tough but is a really big softie. Jake is very protective of his friends and will everything he can to make sure they are happy. He doesn't make friends often but when he does he'll always have their back. Online he is very energetic but in real life, he is pretty quiet and reserved.​

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Jacob was raised with his younger sister Reileen by his single mother. Life wasn't bad given the situation they were in, but they still lacked things other kids have. Back to school shopping consisted of a trip to the local goodwill and their mom's office for supplies. When Jake was seven and Reileen was three their mom died in a car accident. No one in the family wanting or being able to support the pair allowed them to go into foster care. They were in it for three years before they were adopted. While Reileen was young enough to not remember her mom and quickly took to the family, Jake did not. To this day he refuses to call them Mom and Dad and instead sticks with their first names, Oliva and Daniel.
For his first Christmas with a "family", they got him a computer. This computer soon became his life. Gaming brought him out of a deep depression he didn't realize he was in. He quickly got into the competitive gaming scene and competed in a few amateur tournaments. He started streaming on Twitch and gained a following. Jacob met his first boyfriend playing league of legends though they are no longer together they are still great friends. Jacob wishes to create video games to help people like they helped him.​

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Jacob sighed resting his head in his arms. The screen shined down on him as if mocking him for not being able to figure out the code he had been working on for well over three hours now. Sitting up he pulled out his cellphone and brought up Allen. They had gone on two dates both of which left Jacob feeling bored, he felt guilty for still entertaining the thought but he wasn't willing to do another online relationship. He pushed a hand through his white hair. The roots were starting to show again and he debated dying it again or letting it grown out again. Turning off his phone he threw onto his desk and leaned back in his chair. Stretching his hands above his head he studied the ceiling. The glow in the dark stars from when he was ten still scatted across it through a few had since fallen.