----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Name: Finch Age: 18 S+G: Male ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Say hello to Finch, narcoleptic buddy-o extraordinaire! Not too big on rules and institutions, social constructs, or generally anything that tells him, "no,". He can be a friendly guy, if he respects the person in question--but that's a long ways road, even if said person is patient with him. He's brash, quiet, and snarky, and he won't apologize for hurting one's feelings because he wouldn't have noticed they're hurt to begin with. And on top of all that, he's incredibly, incriminatingly, awfully lazy: so lazy, in fact, that if faced with the possibility of a lifetime of incarceration, he'd rather turn over and fall asleep than force himself out of bed to testify in court. He's content with simply living, rather than trying to achieve. He's not completely terrible, however. It can be said that he's rather loyal and loving, if fickle about his affections. It can also be said that due to his laziness and rejection of society, he's an easy-going and open-minded fellow who'll agree to just about anything. It's that terribly lazy, finicky and feline personality that's given him his intelligence and his charm, after all--and, if awake, he'll bicker any threat to he and his own to its death. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Born under the great sign of the water-bearer to two fathers, akin to his own majesty, he'd grown under the supervision of a wise Tibetan monk while training in the metaphysical arts, like accounting! When he 16 he conquered the alps and rode down into Liechtenstein on a bear's back. Or something like that. If there's any truth to that, it's that he did have two dads, and he is pretty good with budgeting money. He's probably an Aquarius too, but he's not really sure because no one really told him how long he waited to get adopted, or the actual date of his birth. No matter, his life was just as exciting! Like, once, he got expelled from a boarding school for smacking a kid around a lil' bit, and there was that other time where his father found his pipe tobacco and he vicariously got a sweet room renovation because his parents were looking for anything he was hiding in there, (they didn't find the weed). But, the adventures of the past are where all things past go, as he's off to live the rest of his life...with his long-time-no-see twin sister? -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Name: Casey Thilims Age: 20 Sex: Female ------- Casey is not an outgoing girl or even a sociable one when you do get her to talk; often, making small talk is like an interrogation. She is very introverted and often slinks about in the shadows, keeping her head low and her eyes off of people. Casey is not ugly, nor is she a bad person, but for some reason getting a word out of her is an Olympian task. If you did manage to ask her about how she felt, you'd find her to be a hard-core liberal who looked at the world through a huge pair of rose-tinted glasses. Often, she could be found staring out of a window with glazed eyes, daydreaming about something. Because of that, her academic performance has drooped considerably. She outwardly appears as a tomboyish, sturdily built person with somewhat tanned skin. She is around five feet ten inches tall, with a thick body, toned muscles, and a sharp-cut face with dark green eyes. Her dark hair is kept short. Casey usually wears thick, heavy clothing, such as hoodies and sweat pants. She has several scars on her body, obvious scars from cuts and slashes in the past. ------- Casey's introvert personality may be explained by her rather tragic upbringing. She was born on the tenth of November in 1994, to a pair of ex-hippies that lived in a tiny town somewhere in the North. She was raised with the teachings of love and happiness, growing older with happiness in her heart and optimism flourishing. Alas, it would not last. She was twelve and riding in the middle row of their minivan, some ancient Oldsmobile Silhouette. It was in the evening of a beautiful autumn day when school was about to start. Her eight year old brother sat beside her, and her baby sister was in the back. They were on a dirt back road in the countryside, going home from a day in the town, when two teens in a Toyota MR2 jumped a hill at nearly ninety miles per hour. It lost control and crashed head-on into the van, killing both of them instantly. Casey and her mother were severely injured; her baby sister, Celia, died within a couple minutes as they lay trapped in the twisted wreckage. Her brother would die later that night in the hospital, with her father dying a couple days later. The rest of her childhood was spent in physical therapy to try and get her back into shape... she managed a full recovery with a few scars. Her mother ended up losing a leg and suffered severe neurological damage, with short-term memory loss, a blind eye, partial deafness, and muscle weakness being just some of the symptoms. She took to heavy drinking and drug use, leaving Casey to grow up alone. Casey managed to get into college and is now studying for electronics, spending half of her day learning and half of her day working to pay her bills.

Both accepted. BTW, Inkdtop, if born in 1993, she'd be 21, not 20. (1994-2014 is 20 years.)

Both accepted. BTW, Inkdtop, if born in 1993, she'd be 21, not 20. (1994-2014 is 20 years.)

Sorry. Will be corrected. I tried to think of it in terms of her birthday.