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"The broken, the lonely; the homeless, the lost-"

"Blackwing's seen it all."


Welcome to Blackwing Apartments, the complex long dubbed as the "Oddball Apartments" given it's long history of strange tenants. Whether it be a temporary stay or a permanent one, whether you be rich or poor, troubled or unsure, feel free to treat Blackwing as your home. It's arms, after all, are always open.
I N . R E G A R D S . T O . T H E . L A N D L O R D


Not much is known about Jin, be it his age, ethnicity, blood or background. It seems to be understood amongst the more needy tenants, however, that Jin is well off on his own, some of Blackwing's tenants sometimes living there for months without needing to pay. As kind as Jin is in terms of monetary or housing issues, however, he still takes payment from those with money or those with a job. Some long time tenants have even gone to getting jobs of their own in order to pay Jin, though from the view of anyone who knows anything about money and land, the tenants' monthly rent still doesn't amount to any sum large enough that would keep Blackwing running. And so, it is simply assumed that Jin has money stowed elsewhere.
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R U L E S

*high-casual to advanced is what im expecting in terms of IC writing
*please only play the number of characters you are comfortable with
*in the beginning of the RP, DO NOT POST until everyone has made an entrance post
*after entrance posts, please POST ONLY AFTER TWO OTHER PEOPLE HAVE POSTED- read as: YOU, someone, someone, (optional someone), YOU
*this is meant to be a fun, relaxing RP. if you somehow find a way to be OP/a God-mod, DON'T DO IT
*if things lead up to any sexual thing, please TAKE IT TO PM
*standard guild rules
*may add more rules

CHARACTER SKELETON

Name:
Age:(Sixteen and above, maybe)
Gender: (meh)
Height; Weight: (just for the heck of it)
Years in Blackwing: (Preferably LESS than eight years)
Apartment Number: (Open ones below)
Room Description: (messy/clean/tv/pictures/ describe ur room)
Odd Trait: (runaway, druggie, schizo, etc.)
Physical Descriptions: (just describe anything about their body if you want. I.e, scars, tattoos,, maybe just do this in leu of an appearance)
Personality: (Well, everyone seems to be adding one)
Background Info: (can be as short or as long as you want,, basic info on the character's backstory)
Other: (Perhaps they like to knit?)
A C C E P T E D . T E N A N T S

First Story

1A::Landlord's Place
1B::
1C::Metronome: Isam Hajjar- Probably a Terrorist
1D::
1E::HylianRose: Estelle "Stella" Adams- Sarcastic is Not an Odd Trait, You Bat
Chezka: Mackenzie Cole- Teenage Rockstar Ready to Roll

1F::Liriia: Cody Mensah and Lucy Coure- The Witch and the Familiar

Second Story

2A::Rosemoss: Alice White- Cat with Spots Arranged by Size
2B::LetterA: Adonis "Andy" Ring- Suspicious Old Man in a Teen's Body
2C::
2D::
2E::
2F::Liriia: Erin Keller- BAMF, HBIC, Slightly Disabled. Only Slightly.

Third Story

3A::AgniSpirit: Amelia Perrault- Excitable Mute with Shit Handwriting
3B::
3C::
3D::LetterA: Daniel Wordsworth- The Fashion Queen
3E::Deadpixel101: Leslie "Nevermore" Axelfield- Hail Hydra
3F::Silver Fox: Cat and Dog- The Black Cat and it's Kryptonite
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"Call me Jin."

"I own the place.



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Fox, you know it's alright for folks to share an apartment? There are two rooms in each apartment, after all. I'll have a little layout map thing soon-ish

But overall both you and Metro're accepted :33
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Fox, you know it's alright for folks to share an apartment? There are two rooms in each apartment, after all. I'll have a little layout map thing soon-ish But overall both you and Metro're accepted :33


I did not. Just guessed you want all characters separate to fill each room xD so nix that they both are 3F lol
But yay for acceptance :D
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Fox, you know it's alright for folks to share an apartment? There are two rooms in each apartment, after all. I'll have a little layout map thing soon-ish But overall both you and Metro're accepted :33


Bitch write my charries name down by his apartment before someone else takes it

Isam is not good at sharing
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damn son chill,, its been added is2g = 0 =

Fox uve been added too :3
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Name:
Erin Keller
Age:
19
Gender:
Female
Height; Weight:
5'3; 93lbs

Years in Blackwing:
Two
Apartment Number:
2F

Room Description:
Erin usually sleeps in the second bedroom, which is fitted with a metal-framed bed, massive bookshelf, computer desk, and thousands of posters and other items to fill up space. Normally messy, since she can't be bothered to bend over and pick stuff up. Has at least three ashtrays scattered around the room, one on her desk, one beside her bed, and one on her bookshelf. The rest of her apartment is bare, save for a couch, a tiny TV, kitchen appliances, and a bunch of random shit that was bought on a whim. A litter box is located in the bathroom, and plenty of cat toys are hanging around.

Odd Trait:
- Afraid of men
- Recluse
- Amputee (leg/eye)

Physical Descriptions:
Erin is missing a leg and an eye, enough said. Though she does have a scrawny body type and a rather strange hairstyle, it's obvious that those around her would be drawn to the fact that she is missing a few body parts. Other than her deformities, though, Erin could be considered a nice-looking woman, with a round face, small nose and mouth, large, blue eyes, and bleached hair that has a strip of black running through it. She's rather pale, mostly because her skin barely sees the outside light, and is underweight from barely eating. Her hands are elegant and calloused from writing and typing for most of her life, and despite walking about with a crutch she carries around an air of richness that could not have been discarded once she moved away from her overbearing family. She is missing her left leg and right eye from a horrible car accident that occurred when she was still in middle school, and normally hides these deformities with an eye patch and bandages. Has an array of other scars and cuts on her torso and arms, but they are mostly healed. Her outfits of choice are almost always black or gray, and she especially loves crop tops and dresses.

Background Info:
The daughter of a rich and large family, Erin was raised and spoiled as much as the next wealthy kid. She spent her younger days writing and messing around with her father's technology, and was often scolded for doing so. Despite that, she was a surprisingly smart individual, and did well in her classes at school. English and writing were her strong points, while she didn't do so well in the sciences and math portions. She was still praised by her family though, which only helped to inflate her ego a bit (and her collection of stuffed animals and pets). Elementary school blew passed like a breeze, and Erin was happy with a life full of family, friends, and smarts.

Her fear of men was conceived at the age of ten, when her father began to realize that his little girl would be taken from him soon if she were to fall in love with another man. Mr. Keller began to tell her horror stories about men, showing her horrible clips of men, just doing anything to turn his little girl away from the idea of dating another male. It began to backfire, though, when Erin began to grow so scared of men that she would actually run and hide or attack them if one were to get too close. Her father was no exception. The fear could now grow by itself, and with each passing glance at a man it would inflate more and more until Erin couldn't even stand living in the same household as one. She was transferred to an all-girls school, and her father and any male workers or family members were to stay far, far away from her room.

One day after school, during a rather... Calm spell, as Erin would put it, the family had decided to send Erin's father to pick her up from classes. When she entered the car and saw him in the driver seat, though, she emitted an ear-splitting scream and fell back into the street. Fear kept her moving, but not fast enough, as she was struck suddenly with a speeding van. Her leg was crushed, and the debris formed by skidding wheels dug deeply into her right eye, scarring the flesh. The next year was spent in a hospital and rehabilitation center. Her leg and eye had been much too damaged to repair, so they were simply amputated, and Erin had to grow used to not having a leg. By the age of fourteen she was fully prepared to return outside, but her entire attitude had changed. She was much more crass and abrasive, and her fear of men had been somewhat handled with a therapist (but not really).

She went through high school with her head lowered, she lost interest in friends and everything social, and grew much more anxious in crowds, feeling as though everyone would stare at her deformities. She dropped out at the age of seventeen, feeling the pressure was just too much to handle, and Erin became a recluse, staying in her room for most of her days until she was finally kicked out and sent to live by herself in an apartment complex called Blackwing. Her family still sent her money, but only enough for food for the month. Her rent was paid for by her short novels, which she had began to write at the age of seventeen. While she still isn't comfortable around the men of the apartments, Erin is rather curious about the tenants, and will observe them at times by hanging out in the lobby.

Things to Know:
Keller Corp: A company run by Robert and Marie Keller, Erin's parents. Focuses mostly in the electronics industry and have created a variety of tablets, smartphones, and other helpful gadgets. Erin used to be praised just because of her last name by strangers, though it hasn't happened as often anymore.

Androphobia: The fear of men, given to Erin by her overbearing father. While she used to just run from men who got too close in the past, now adays she is much more ready to beat them to a pulp, even if she doesn't mean it. She can now stand to be in the same room as a man, but will not take lightly if they get in range of her crutches. Currently trying to snap herself outta the fear.

Amputation: Erin was given the choice of receiving a prosthetic but refused during an awful fit and was never given another chance. She is rather good at hopping around on one leg but finds it much less awkward to just use crutches. Her eye is normally closed, even without the eye patch, because the carnage underneath is a bit gruesome even now.

Kyle Eckleburg: Erin's pen name, used to write her popular action-fantasy novellas. Is somewhat afraid of her own alias.

Other:
- Smokes, at least half a pack a day now.
- Obsessed with cats. In fact, she has a black cat named Cinder, but more cats actually hang around her balcony (since she sets out food for them too).
- Has written three short, relatively popular novels. Is currently writing her first full length book.
- Since she has a lot of free time, Erin has taken up many hobbies, like playing instruments, uni-cycling, origami, and anything else she can find and learn from on the web.



Erin's Relationship Chart
♥ = romance|| ♦ = friends || ♠ = enemies || ○ = neutral


○/♠ Jin: Male. Talking to him about getting into the apartments had been difficult, but Erin found that if she just imagined that he was a female it was less scary. Appreciates the fact that he is running such a helpful place.

Adonis "Andy" Ring: Male. Fuck him.

♠/♦ Daniel Wordsworth: Male? Erin likes observing Daniel, especially when he's crossdressing, and she takes an interest in his ability to make a whole one-eighty from male to female.

♠/○ Isam Hajjar: Male. New guy, Erin hasn't had enough time to formally "meet" this one yet.

Cat: Male, and an odd one at that. She might have seen him on the roof once or twice before, but she can't be sure. He always looks cut up, and Erin has deduced that he is some sort of mobster who gets into fights constantly.

♠/♦ Dog: Ma- No. This one is a girl, right?No?? Erin isn't sure what to think of Dog, since she appears to be a male but, for some reason, she doesn't feel as much fear around this one as others.

Erin Keller: "Some smoke for relief, I smoke to die."

Alice White: Erin finds Alice's cat-like ways adorable and considers her a friend of sorts. Erin kind of wants to pet her at times, in the most normal way possible though.

Amelia Perrault: Despite not being able to share a normal conversation, Erin does find Amelia to be a very sweet individual, and she is very impressed with the girl's athleticism.

Estelle "Stella" Adams: Erin isn't sure what to think of Stella's moody-ness, and since she isn't one for appreciating emotional people she hasn't gone out of her way to converse with the blind girl. At least she's not a guy.

♠/♦ Mackenzie Cole: Clingy, Erin doesn't like clingy. At the same time, though, Erin does think her ability to rock out is fantastic and often wonders if it'd be okay to do a few songs with her.

Leslie "Nevermore" Axelfeild: Male. Weird male. Wait why are you scared one second and flirty the next wtf weirdo male weirdo.

Cody Mensah: Male. Apparently he's some sort of witch, but Erin doesn't really care for all that magical crap. He once said that she had an evil spirit clinging to her, and that led to her hitting him rather brutally with her crutch.

Lucy Coure: Erin hates small children, especially bratty small children, so she and Lucy aren't exactly very close nor friendly.
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Name: Alice White
Age:18
Gender:Female
Height; Weight: 5'3 99lbs
Years in Blackwing: A few months
Apartment Number: 2A?
Odd Trait: ~OCD ~Slight Paranoia ~Dresses like a cat
Physical Descriptions: Alice has always been small, it must have been in her genes. For years she was the smallest kid in her class and resented that face. Her dull red hair comes to an asymmetrical, near shoulder length bob that frames her ivory skin. She has various freckles, the most notable being a collection of tan specks creating a bridge across her nose. Her unevenly cut bangs dabble into her almost unnoticeable eyes. Her eyes are dull green and speckled with a deep oaky brown. She frequently adorns pastel colors, especially her favorite, light banana yellow, the color of her favorite hoodie. Alice also had this habit of sporting wigs, colored contact lenses, and cat accessories. All of which were in the spirit of concealing her identity.
Background Info:
Alice was young when Her parents first noticed some 'odd' behaviors. At first they tried to convenience them selves that all two year old children wanted their carrots cut in perfect equal slices, or that everyone cried if the table was not set to perfection, and of course every child had mental breakdowns if the pictures in their room were crocked. Eventually they decided to take her to a therapist. Someone who could tell them exactly what was wrong with their little angel and to see if they could prevent her from having mental break downs when things were not perfect. Her parents spent months bouncy from therapist to therapist. Alice would not open up to anyone of them. Her father heard about one woman who had a daughter of her own, about Alice's age. Her parents drove her to the therapist once again and patiently waited outside for the regular session time of one hour. But the door did not open.
Mrs. Sanders had devoted her life to her patients and left her husband to care for her daughter by himself. Then she got the call. Her husband broke the news. Their daughter had slipped under the pool gate. He looked away for five minutes. Only five minutes and now she was gone. She was grief struck. She never even had the chance to be a real mother. Days passed by where she just sat in her office and wept. Then a miracle happened. A case file lay open on her desk with a picture of her little girl. She had a different name, and she was four when she should have been 3 1/2 next month. Alice was with strangers but they would be bringing Alice back to her in a few weeks. She smiled and showed her husband. Showed him the photo of their new little girl. "Alice is coming home!" She whimpered through tears.
Her parents waited for what seemed like hours until her dad finally stood up and pounded on the door."Hello?" He called out as he swung open the door. The office was all tan and seemed like it was taken from a sixties home life magazine. His eyes scanned the room again the desk was empty despite a few pieces of paper that were being blown around. It was then that his focused turned to the window. It was a wide window, one of them that need to be pulled up to open and it was covered with heavy olive green curtains. The window was wide open and the room was completely empty.
No He thought to myself. NO! It couldn't be...
He raced to the open window and hung his head outside, revealing the metal fire escape leading to the dark alley outside. On one of the final rungs of the black metal ladder something caught his attention. A bit of white fabric, he leaned in close and squinted his eyes. His daughters hat blew of the rung and across the gravel street. Within 15 minutes the cops swarmed around the building but found no trace of where she went or where they were headed.
The Sanders slipped out of town and became Mr. and Mrs. White. Mrs. White became a stay at home mother to take care of her beloved, perfect daughter Alice. Life was not perfect for them however. The threat of being caught constantly loomed over them. Alice's face was plastered over milk cartoons, flyers, and for years she was on the news highlights. Mrs. 'White' taught Alice the importance of keeping her identity sealed. "They can't know who you are." She would whisper in Alice's ear. "You can never let them see you, the real you. If they do they will take you away." She told Alice how they were always with her, following her. "Never let them see who you are." She would whisper.

Mrs. White had enough physiological background to know what she was doing to her 'daughter'. She watched as the child grew up in paranoia but she shrugged it off. The paranoia would help them stay a family.

One day, shortly before Alice's 18th birthday she came home to discover her house swarmed in a mess of police cars and her parents clamped in handcuffs and locked in the back of one of the cars. "Whats going on?!" She screamed as she burst into the kitchen. A man sat at her table, he looked to be in his mid 30's and wore a suit.

"I am Detective Blake." He spoke. He glanced at some paper work in front of him before looking back at her. "Alice I pressume?"

Other: ~Loves sweets ~Has a strange fascination of llamas
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Inni, Erin is accepted and thank you for not making her a genius bc tbh I was gonna make Adonis that huffhuff
EDIT: I'll add her in properly tomorrow,, it's late and I'm on mobile

Rose, a PM has been sent.
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Name:
Amelia Perrault

Age:
20

Gender:
Female

Height; Weight:
5'4"; 117

Years in Blackwing:
2

Apartment Number:
3A

Room Description:

Odd Trait:
-Predominantly Hyperactive ADHD
-Mute

Physical Descriptions:
Amelia has short, unevenly cut bright red hair and dark brown eyes. Years spent doing sports and playing outdoors has given her a nice tanned, athletic build which she enjoys to cover up with baggy clothing. She has tons of calluses on her hands and feet as well as various scars, predominantly on her knees and elbows. There is one significant scar hidden underneath her hair on the left side of her head right above her ear. It really isn't all that noticeable unless someone touched her there, then they can feel the raised skin of her surgery.

Personality Traits:
The Good: Friendly, Hardworking, Dedicated & Curious
The Neutral: Impressionable, Self-conscious, Competitive, & Proud
The Bad: Gullible, Tactless, Rowdy & Sloppy

Background Info:
Amelia was conceived thanks to one too many drinks and a bad decision. Her parents tried to stick it through, even getting married a few months before she was born, but once Amelia was diagnosed with Predominantly Hyperactive ADHD around six years old her father gave up and left. Not able to pay for her medication by herself, Amelia's mother thought of the brilliant notion to focus her daughter's excessive amount of energy into sports. Amelia proved to be a natural athlete and played throughout all elementary and middle school. By the time she entered high school, she was well known for her bubbly personality and athletic prowess, instantly making her a popular student among her peers. Life seemed to be going great in all aspects of her life, even for her mom who had begun dating again.

It was in her junior year when Amelia began to notice something different. She had constant headaches and could not recall easy words in normal conversation. After one particularly painful headache, she was sent to the E.R. where doctors found a tumor on the left side of her brain. She was reassured that surgery would be the best step in getting rid of the tumor and in a matter of days, Amelia was all prepped in front of the O.R. However, the next time she woke up, she was greeted by grave-looking doctors and her tear-stricken mother. It was then that Amelia was informed that there was a complication during her surgery; the area of her brain that was in charge of her speech had been damaged. Amelia was incredulous but when she opened her mouth to express her disbelief, a jumble of gibberish came out instead of coherent words. The doctors informed her that even if she were to do therapy, she would never speak the same way she did before.

Amelia's mother started off as a rock for the red-head at the beginning of her recovery but slowly began to pull away when she found a new man in her life. By the time Amelia was released from the hospital, it was a taxi that was waiting to take her to her new home. Although her mother was ecstatic to see her, her step-father and step-siblings weren't. They saw her as a burden who craved attention and soon, her mother felt the same way. Over time, Amelia was left out of family activities and was unable to continue her speech therapy. Her school life wasn't any better as people she had thought were friends now shunned her because of her inability to communicate. Even when she was given the okay to participate in sports again, her old teammates and coaches treated her as if she could break any second and she was unable to play to her fullest extent.

A year and a half later, Amelia graduated from high school. The next day, she was kicked out of her step-father's home. Homeless and confused, Amelia found her way to the Blackwing Apartments and was able to get herself a room. She eventually got a job as a delivery girl and has been living off tips and minimum wage for the past two years. Life has come back to Amelia's eyes during that time as she now communicates through a notepad.

Other:
-Her handwriting is horrendous so she relies mostly on pictures and hand signs to communicate.
-Runs every morning
-Hates silence and constantly keeps the music or television on whenever she's home alone.
-Can still make sounds like hums and grunts, but refuses to speak.
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"What are you showing me? Air?"


Name:
Estelle "Stella" Adams

Age:
20

Gender:
Female

Height; Weight:
5'6" and 125lbs

Years in Blackwing:
One Year

Apartment Number:
1E

Room Description
Everything is neatly kept and if one thing is out of place, Stella knows about it. There are braille books stacked neatly on a shelf with a few nicknack instruments as decoration. One of them being a 'singing bowl.' Stella likes to play it a lot though she know it must get annoying. Her bed has mix matched colors on the bed mostly because Stella has no concept of colors. If one were to ask her what color she liked she'd probably just say blue because everyone likes blue.

In another corner of the rather small room, Stella didn't want a big room, she has a small desk with her laptop, adorned with braille keys so that she can actually type stuff up. Mostly her diary entries and things like that. She has a penpal that she's been talking to for a few years named Lucky. She's not sure if it's a boy or girl but Lucky is one of the only people that Stella can be herself around without fear of them knowing about her 'condition.'

On her nightstand next to her bed, Stella has a picture. What of, she doesn't really know. She just likes to keep it because it makes people believe she can see. She also has several posters hung up around her room. The guy at the store swore they were pictures of bands but for all she knows he could have given her pictures of female models. She supposes it's all up to interpretation.

Odd Trait:
Blind || Sarcastic || Emotional
"I'm blind, not stupid."
Physical Descriptions:
Stella is blind. Both eyes are white, as she was born with the condition. She has a small nigh invisible mole on her left cheek bone. She also has an interesting birthmark on her right hip that looks oddly like a star.

Background Info:
Stella was born blind which means she's grown accustomed to what she calls a minor 'tick.' She doesn't like being looked down upon because of her blindness and will often try to pretend that she is not blind. Which is why she insists on walking without using a cane. She likes to be barefoot because sometimes she can feel the vibrations of the ground and tell when she is getting close to something or when something is getting close to her. She also has very acute hearing. She can hear when a door closes at the other end of the hall and can hear the conversations of the people two doors down from her. She developed this early on when she could hear people sneaking around in her room.

When Stella was 10 years old, her parents died in a crash. How typical. She was sent to live with her uncle. But her uncle was no savior. Knowing that the young girl was blind, her uncle would come into her room at night and try to do things to her. Eventually, she began to train her ears so that she'd be able to hear him coming down from up stairs and be able to get into the bathroom to pretend to take a shower just in time for him to come into her room.

When she turned 18, she left his house and began to search for her own place to stay. At 19, she found Blackwing. Unable to get a good job doing much of anything, she elected to stay at blackwing. Sometimes she works as a waitress because she was able to trick the owner into believing she could see and that her eyes were just a weird color.
"Being blind is so inconvenient. Not because I'm blind but because people treat me like I'm blind."
Other:
Stella has a fascination with music. She can hear the most minute of details in a song and it mesmerizes her. She really wants to go to music school so that she can study to become a music teacher. She's been listening to a lot of self help music stuff so she can learn about everything she needs to know. She's already learned quite a bit about how to write sheet music even though she has a hard time writing. She doesn't really know if what she's writing looks like what it should. She just kind of... hopes for the best and swings with it.

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Inni, Erin is accepted and thank you for not making her a genius bc tbh I was gonna make Adonis that huffhuff


wink wonk thanks bae
I've had enough genius characters. Time to make some more tsunderes/idiots
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Owner's meetings at this place must be a hoot.
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Name:
Mackenzie Cole
Age:
Eighteen
Gender:
Female
Height; Weight:
5'4; 97lbs

Years in Blackwing:
Three months
Apartment Number:
1E
Room Description:
Kenzie's room is pretty bare. She has most of her belongings still in boxes, hidden away in her closet. After years and years of constant moving, she grew tired of having to pack and unpack her things so she learned to just keep her unessential things in the box for efficiency.

Odd Trait:
★ Learning disability (dyscalculic, dysgrpahic)
★ Overly affectionate (the kind that has no sense of personal boundaries)
★ Monophobic
★ Rockstar!

Physical Descriptions:
Kenzie has long light brown hair that she tends to pull up in a bun so it never gets in the way, and light gray eyes that have a perpetual dazed look about them. She had a perfectly athletic figure once upon a time, but because she sometimes forgets to eat when she's engrossed in her music, she has become a little bit underweight. Her skin is fair and can't seem to tan at all; she just burns like she's taking a stroll through hell every time she goes outside. Kenzie dresses comfortably, in simple but still somewhat stylish clothes.

There's a tattoo of five crows in flight trailing along her right shoulder blade to her lower neck. She pretends they have some deep symbolic meaning, but really, the tattoo was punishment for losing a bet. There's also a small and faint horizontal scar right in the middle of her forehead, from when she fell off the stairs once. She likes to think that it's a third eye just waiting to open.

And finally, Kenzie is almost always seen with a surgical mask on. It's something of a suppressor, and it helps her with her bouts of anxiety attacks. Without it, she feels inexplicably overwhelmed, as though whatever it is she's keeping bottled inside will just burst out in a never ending scream.

Personality:

Background Info:
Kenzie doesn't know who her biological parents are, but they were probably shitty at parenting because social services had to take her away from them before she could even talk. She grew up in the foster care system, where due to unfortunate circumstances, she ended up bouncing from family to family, failing to find a permanent home. Kenzie was actually adopted once, but then her adoptive parents had a child of their own, so back to the foster care system she went. At one point, she ran away, just to get some attention, but no one followed after her. She lived on the streets for a few weeks before she gave up, stealing from a local jewelry store just so she can be sent to juvie and have her first proper meal in ages.

It wasn't until she turned thirteen, after being released from juvie and suffering through another year of hopping from family to family, that she experienced some semblance of home stability. Foster home number seventeen looked like the one for her, and she actually had high hopes for it. The family had twin toddlers, but she wasn't singled out or treated differently. They understood the drastic measures she had to take and were sympathetic of her plight. She had her own room, was given new clothes and belongings, and even started regularly going to school again (she was in remedial everything, but what the hell, she finally made friends!). Kenzie allowed herself to believe that it would be a permanent arrangement, and it could have been that and more.

But then she fell for her foster dad (which is a pretty big no-no).

Twenty-six, absolutely gorgeous, and the first to give her the attention she craved—it was as though she was doomed to like him. She wasn't so stupid that she acted on her feelings, but she didn't hide it either. Kenzie didn't think it would be a problem at all, but her foster mom thought differently. She was unsurprisingly quick to pick up on her attraction. Although she dismissed it at first, thinking it was nothing but a silly schoolgirl crush, she became more wary as Kenzie grew older. See, Kenzie was very open with her affections. While hugging and clinging and showering kisses seemed cute as a thirteen-year-old, it was all but indecent at eighteen. Her foster mom felt uncomfortable and jealous every time she saw Kenzie and her husband together, even though they did nothing out of the norm.

It eventually became far too much for her to bear. Right after her eighteenth birthday, her foster mom eventually began urging Kenzie to start living on her own. Her foster dad protested (as if she didn't have enough reasons to love him) but her foster mom wouldn't budge. She assured her that she would have their financial support as long as she needed it and insisted that this was for her own good; that she must learn to be independent to get by in life. As her last resort, her foster mom even confided that she wanted to focus on her twins more. They were supposedly having trouble at their elementary school and she wanted to give them her undivided attention. If it weren't for that, Keznie would have fought tooth and nail to stay. She couldn't possibly deprive other children of their parents' attentions, could she? That would've made her the worst sort of hypocrite.

After weeks of apartment hunting, she and her foster mom eventually settled on Blackwing. It was at the ideal location: far enough that Kenzie wouldn't feel the urge to go back home, but still only a train ride away in case of emergencies (because despite her jealousy, her foster mom actually did care for her). She was supposed to have an apartment of her own, but she basically begged not to be left alone, so she ended up moving in with Stella. As with everything else, Kenzie adapted to life at the so-called "Oddball Apartments" easily. She buried the hurt and loneliness in the deepest recesses of her heart and mind, like she always does, and moved on. The tenants there were strange indeed, but she thought she fit in with them perfectly. Even though she has only lived there for three months, she has made herself at home and has become infamous among the more quiet tenants for her frequent loud disruptions. Living with Stella has provednto be quite interesting (Kenzie only found out she was blind like after a month and a half), as well!

Other:
★ Kenzie discovered she had an amazing and powerful singing voice when she lived with foster family number six ("The Zealots"); they took her to church with them every Sunday and made her join the choir. If there was anything remotely consistent in Kenzie's life, it was her passion for music. It wasn't a fleeting fancy like everything else turned out to be; instead of getting bored of it, her love for music actually intensified as time passed on. Singing became her primary means of coping. Whatever her problem is, as long as she can sing her heart out, she thinks she'll be fine.

★ She also learned to play the guitar on her own, and it was surprisingly easy. Learning in general was never easy for her (she still has trouble with basic addition, she can't tell time if it's not digital, and her reading comprehension is far below average) but anything music related seemed almost like an instinct.

★ And speaking of her learning disability, she found that the best way for her to understand something is through listening. If she turns lessons into songs, she realized that it was exponentially easier for her to remember.

★ When she's sad or upset, Kenzie gets super clingy. She refuses to be left alone and will literally follow someone the whole day if she has to.


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"Uh, nice to meet you..." "Yo, whats up?" "How's it cooking good looking?" "Lovely to meet you." "...Hey."

Name: Leslie "Nevermore" Axelfeild

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Height; 5'5 Weight: 124

Years in Blackwing: Yet to complete a full year.

Apartment Number: 3E

Odd Trait: Schizophrenic, slight recluse, pragmentophobic (fear of reality) Erimonophobic (fear of being alone), split personalities.

Physical Descriptions: Leslie is a short and thin boy, he has pale skin and a round face framed by shaggy unkempt brown hair. His eyes are large blue things than scarcely seem to catch a shine. He has oddly long eyelashes and they always seem to be underlined by darkness from a lack of sleep. He seems to always have a "band-aid" sprawled across his left cheek, a little black "x" has been drawn under it. His hands are usually wrapped around the long sleeves always present around him. He wears clothes a little too large for him and stripes seem t be his favorite pattern of choice. A tight belt of simple black keep up the usual pair of jeans or khaki pants that make up his wardrobe. He has five pairs of shoes, one being bright red sneakers, one being simple black loafers, one being a set of flip-flops, one being checkered converse, and another being black skater shows with untied laces. His socks never seem to match.

Personality: Leslie is a skidish little thing. He would love to start a conversation, he just never knows exactly how. Awkward is a good way to explain him, he holds himself in a sort of "stay away from me dangers of the world" sort of way. He has some sort of shell about him but when it's opened, it's opened. Becoming a friend with him, may end up to you knowing every little thing about his life. His ideas of boundaries are a bit warped, and if he considered you a friend, he may invite himself over if he feels like it. He has a sense of socially. Meaning he feels like he has to do something for people if they have done something for him, even if all that is was holding the door for him.

Background Info: The one thing Leslie doesn't find himself talking much about is his past. He has mentioned though once something about an older sister, and some form of a falling out.

Other: Leslie likes to draw: Converse. Sarah likes to go bowling: Sneakers. Alex is a flirt: Flip-flops. William loves reading: Loafers. Jason is a damn good pitcher: Skater shoes.

Leslie's Relationship Chart
♥ = romance|| ♦ = friends || ♠ = enemies || ○ = neutral

Leslie's mark first, then Sarah's, then Alex's, then William's and finally, Jason's.

♦/♦/♥/♦/○Jin: Quite a nice man. I should try not to bother him... He is nice enough to deal with me after all... Pretty sure Alex is gunning for him, gotta watch out for that.

○/○/○/○/♠Adonis "Andy" Ring: Haven't talked to him so much...Hope I didn't do anything to offend him. Jason is cautious of him.

○/○/○/○/○Daniel Wordsworth: ...An....Interesting person. Can't really find any common ground to start a conversation with...them.

○/♦?/○/○/○Isam Hajjar: Saw him once. Kinda scary, Sarah says not to be afraid though.

○/○/○/○/♠Cat: Gives me an odd vibe. Jason often says to stay away from him... I think i'll listen to him this time...

♦/♦/♦/♦/○Dog: Seems like a nice person. William seems to have taken a shine to her... Which is kinda odd.

○/♠/○/○/♥Erin Keller: Have to keep eyes off of her...uh, leg...Can be a bit, standoffish. Should try not to be rude to her...I don't really think Sarah agrees much with her. Jason clams up around her, which surprises me actually...

♦?/○/○/○/♠Alice White: A little odd. Might be someone I could get along with...maybe. Jason thinks she is really weird.

○/♦?/○/○/○Amelia Perrault: Seems nice enough. Haven't talked to her really, for obvious reason...Sarah tells me I should try and reach out to her, but I'm not sure why.

○/○/♦?/♦?/○Estelle "Stella" Adams: I feel a bit nervous around her. A bit hard to talk to...William finds her endearing. Alex finds her interesting.

♦/♦/○/○/○Mackenzie Cole: A really nice seeming person. Jason doesn't like to talk to her too much.

♠/♦/♦/♦/♦Leslie "Nevermore" Axelfeild: ... No comment.

♦/♦/♦/♦/♦Cody Mensah: A really nice person, Alex likes him a lot and even Jason thinks he's alright. Should be really careful not to overstep my boundaries, don't want to bother someone like him.

○/♠/○/○/♠Lucy Coure: Hard to get along with. Can't really talk to her very long without feeling like a dunce. Sarah says she needs to grow up, but she's only eight...
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