Okay, everyone, I've briefly reviewed over the sheets but I am just getting off of work not too long ago and is tired so I will have a decision made by the end of tomorrow. Don't want to make a decision when I am close to being unconscious.

Night, night, all! :D

@HushedWhispers Finally completed my CS! I might need to change her personality a bit, but I think I got the basics down.

Analise Arnette [+]

Analise Arnette

"With every broken bone, I swear I've lived"
-OneRepublic

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Name:

Analise May Arnette

Nickname:

She sometimes goes by Anna, but prefers to be called Analise

Birth Date:

May 16th, 1997

Age:

18

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Relationship Status:

Single

Classification:

Senior

Role:

Prep

In Depth Appearance:

Analise looks like a stereotypical preppy mean girl, with pale cerulean blue eyes and long, perfectly curled dirty blond hair that reaches just past her chest. She stands at the average height of 5'6" and weighing 118lbs, Analise's lean frame is almost a copy of her mother's. Her skin is a fair shade, fairly unblemished thanks to the expensive skin care routine Analise follows.

Analise's style of clothing usually varies. While her priority isn't looking the best, Analise is usually seen dressed in various blouses, skirts or designer jeans. One statement piece that Analise is always seen in is a rose gold, heart shaped locket, gifted by her mother on her fourth birthday. Analise's blonde hair is always styled and organised to perfection, often let down in loose curls or (if she's willing to put the effort) straightened. Since her eyes are her favourite feature, Analise loves to heavily define her eyes with eyeliner and mascara. The rest is usually kept natural, minimum blush and lipsick.

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M Y Q U I R K S

Habits | Quirks | Oddities

• Talks to herself
• Plays with her locket when nervous
• Has a wall full of pictures she's taken since the age of 10
• Biting her nails
• She never swears

Hobbies:

• Photography
• Yoga
• Painting
• Doing homework

Likes:

• Photography
• Flavoured tea
• Watching the sun set
• Spicy food
• Her dog, Winston

Dislikes:

• When her dog ignores her
• Horror films
• Gym class
• Anything cold
• Swearing

Fears:

• Dying before completing her bucket list
• Never being loved/in love
• The dark

Personality:

♦ Kind ♦ Naive ♦ Extroverted ♦ Impatient ♦

Analise is a very talkative and excitable person. She loves meeting new people and would try her hardest to be their friends. She's highly optimistic, preferring to see the world in rose-tinted glasses. This can easily translate to naivety, since she refuses to see the bad in other people, often resulting with her in a situation she doesn't want to be in.

With her life being easily comparable to a ticking time bomb, the girl prefers to live in the moment rather than think ahead of time. She never has a back-up option, Analise knowing that she may not survive long enough to be able to plan far enough. She lives each day as if its her last, which sometimes means that she takes the wrong - or risky - decisions in life. Analise is not very active. Her condition makes it difficult for her to try any extreme sports, being so exhausted by the end of the day. She prefers to do yoga three times a week, to try and keep her healthy but other than that she doesn't try anything else.

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D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T

History:

Born to an A-list actress, Georgina Arnette, and an author, Stephen Arnette, little Anna used to be in the media's attention daily. Georgina loved bringing her young daughter out into the public's view, loving how the media and public alike would melt at the mother-daughter duo. The young Arnette always got whatever she wanted, spoilt by both her parents and the media, Georgina and Stephen knew that their precious daughter would be loved by many.

Life changed for Analise at the age of five, when she was diagnosed with cystic fibrosis - a genetic conditon that caused a large amount of mucus to clog the lungs. The condition was incurable, and the doctors soon gave Analise a number, seventeen. They said that Analise would most likely only live up to the age of seventeen before succumbing to her ailment. It was then that her mother stopped bringing her out with her to the public, instead sheltering the little girl. Then, Analise never understood what was happening, to her it was like the attention had simply disappeared. The little one knew that something was wrong, but she could never point out what it was.

By the time she was ten years old, Analise had completely disappeared from the media's attention. Instead, Analise was constantly in and out of clinics and hospitals, her parents trying every treatment under the sun for her condition, even if none worked out. For her tenth birthday, Analise was finally told about her condition. The girl was given a camera, so she could document the rest of her life through photography. This is where Analise's love for photography came from. Analise decided then to try and live her life to her fullest, and took up yoga as a hobby to try and improve her physical health, while improving her photography skills.

At her eighteenth birthday, her parents hosted a large party. While the people invited never knew the real reason for such a grand party, Analise was happy to know that she had passed the expectancy. Now that she has reached her final year of high school, who knows what can happen?

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M I S C .

Extracurricular Activities:

Analise is a proud artist. While she doesn't roam with their clique, she is a lot more kinder to those in her arts and photography class.

Extra:

Favourite song is most probably I Lived - OneRepublic, which actually inspired this character's backstory.

Anything Else:

TBA

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@HushedWhispers Heya! I made a character ^^

Sylvester Black [+]

"Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition! Our chief weapon is surprise... surprise and fear... fear and surprise..."
-Monty Python

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Name:

Sylvester Agnelli Black

Nickname:

"Sly" – he used to misspell his own name (and still does, sometimes) so the mistake stuck.

Birth Date:

April 1st, 1997

Age:

Eighteen

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Relationship Status:

Single

Occupation:

Comedian / Street Performer

Classification:

Senior

Role:

Head Drifter

In Depth Appearance:

Thankfully, Sly looks a lot like his mother rather than whoever else's DNA was donated for him to be born. At just over 6'1" he's of a fairly average height, though given how recent his growth spurt was, it's quite possible that he could get taller – or at least he hopes so. He's lean with some muscle tone and broad shoulders, because he did use to be a swimmer, after all. It's quite obvious when he walks that there's been some damage to his leg, and when he's sitting down, he usually puts his hand over his knee as if it still hurts even after surgery.

His features are mostly Italian, like his mother. Tan skin, dark blonde hair (that is now cut short and out of the way) and brown eyes leaves him as a Californian stereotype, if without the beefiness. When it comes to what he wears, anything goes, though his style is probably more associated with 'skater' than 'prep'. T-shirts and Converse, boys, that's the way to go. He has his ears pierced, and usually wears a gold chain bought for his eighteenth birthday by his parents.

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"I used to want to be a banker but I lost interest."

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Habits | Quirks | Oddities

• "Accidentally" doing impressions of people when talking about them;
• Walks with a limp and makes self-deprecating jokes about it;
• Makes wicked paper airplanes;
• Occasionally wanders in to the wrong class;
• Likes to break into locked store cupboards to get spare pens.

Hobbies:

• Joke-writing and daydreaming about future routines;
• Guitar, Singing and on occasion, song-writing, too – but only the parody sort;
• Watching old sci-fi movies and laughing at how dated they are.

Likes:

• Science;
• Being the centre of attention;
• Sci-Fi (and collecting memorabilia);
• Swimming, for recreation only now;
• Jaywalking;
• Having friends, or at least, having no enemies.

Dislikes:

• Cats – his mom's cat ate his pet fish, Johnny Cash, when he was seven;
• Having Dyslexia, and struggling to read set texts in Theatre and English;
• Being hit by cars, especially when it happens twice;
• Silence;
• Loneliness (which includes seeing other lonely people).

Fears:

• Being hit by another car – it'll be his third time, and he's not that lucky;
• His jokes becoming lackluster, and losing his sense of humour;
• Nobody remembering him after high school.

Personality:

♦ Easy-Going ♦ Overbearing ♦ Forgiving ♦ Insecure ♦

If Sly's not smiling, something's very, very wrong with the world. He's generally an upbeat person, even when everything (including Fate itself) seems to be out to get him, and even when he's being told to go away by a group who aren't particularly interested in talking to him or laughed at rather than with, he's always painfully happy. It might not take a lot to get under his skin, but he can shake it off easily with a bit of self-deprecation to cry about later on when he's alone in his bed at night. All of his focus on comedy and being the Class Clown is an attempt to get people to like him, which is his main goal in life.

It's a bit sad.

There's not much someone can do to cause Sly to dislike or hate them, even something like bullying which conflicts so hard with his morals that it hurts. He's loyal to those who give him any attention whatsoever, even if it comes at other people's expense, so he's willing to forgive his friends for almost anything. Sly doesn't gossip, not intentionally, though he is talkative so he is surely the unwitting source of more than a few rumours.

Sly is completely disorganized, messy, and how he manages to turn in (most of) his homework in time is nothing short of a miracle. His whole life is like his handwriting – unreadable, even when he tries his best.

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"I'm emotionally constipated. I haven't given a shit in days."

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History:

Sylvester's parents are rich. One of his mothers (his biological one, that is) is not only from old money but is also a former-chef, restaurant-owner and food critic who is fairly well-known in that field, and even more so by those with rich tastes who visit Agnelli's Garden often. Her girlfriend of twenty years is a firefighter who's still taller than Sly and likes to call him "sport". They're firm believers in free-range parenting and have never had any academic expectations of him – they'd rather he found something he loved to do than something he was pressured into. When he wanted to join theatre clubs as a kid, or try swimming, or skip school and just run about the park for six hours, they let him.

Then he was hit by a car at age eleven, and was for the most part unhurt, other than his brains being rattled a bit and a broken arm. Sly, who had been a fairly good, if not the best, student fell behind a bit after that, and started truanting more often because he had no idea what was happening in class. A circle of self-destruction. He found himself distanced from his friends because he was rarely, if ever, around, and had to work even harder to keep them: by making a fool out of himself.

Which, as he found out, he loved doing. Going into high school, he avoided being dumped in any particular clique, changing who he sat with on the fly and getting on with, well, everyone. He had a handful (if even that) of very close friends, and the rest were people he hung out with but was never sure of how they felt about him. Still, last year when he was knocked down by a car (again) in the parking lot and ended up in hospital for two and a half weeks, he got a metric shit-ton of cards and flowers, so that was good.

People were nicer to him, too, especially as he limped down the corridors and dropped his crutches. He always made sure to buy the people who helped him chocolates – they made his life so much better, especially since with his (quite probably permanent) injuries he had to quit Swim Club and any other sporting activities he used to do. He can't complain, however, as it gave him a chance to work on his true calling: comedy.

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"My math teacher called me average. How mean!"

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Extracurricular Activities:

• Theatre Club
• Music Club
• Volunteers at a No-Kill Shelter

Extra:

– Dyslexic and flunking English, though is doing decently in Theatre, Chemistry, and Math. He zones out in history and manages to scrape a pass, so, yay?
– Has a younger sister, Astrid, who is a sophomore (and a wannabe drifter like her brother).

Theme:

Modern Baseball – The Weekend
_{"You got a smile that could light this town and we might need it
Cause it gets dark around here, real dark around here
Most of my old friends I can only stand for the weekend
But that doesn't apply here, doesn't apply here"}

Anything Else:

^{I'm listening to Battle Born by The Killers again, like it's 2012 rather than 2016.}

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"A hole was found in the wall of a nudist camp. The police are looking into it."

@HushedWhispers trips in oh hello i made a character :'3c

Hunter [+]

"Life and death and love and birth and peace and war on the planet earth."
-Steven Universe

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Name:

Hunter M. Richards

Nickname:

- Richards
- Marie

Birth Date:

1/28/98

Age:

17

Gender:

Nonbinary (She/Her pronouns)

Sexuality:

Pansexual

Relationship Status:

N/A?

Classification:

Senior

Role:

Head Artist

In Depth Appearance:

Standing at about h'8" and weighing an unhealthy one hundred and twenty-five pounds, Hunter is slim, tall, and knows how to show it off. Despite using she/her pronouns, Hunter is nonbinary, and this is shown off through her varying outfits, use of makeup, and vanishing curves. Her face is angular, with lush lips, a narrow nose, and large blue eyes, which contrast well with her short, ever-changing hair. She has a very androgynous build, with fair, easily tanned skin and many bruises and blemishes from drunk adventures and childhood mishaps. Her arms, back, and torso are covered with many colorful tattoos, most referencing very old, nerdy TV shows and bands. Normally binds her breasts despite having very little curves.

Band shirts, sweatpants, skinny jeans, and loose tank tops fill her closet, and there are very few dresses and skirts. To more formal events she dawns dress shirts and sweater-vests, and thanks to her growing interest in fashion she always matches. When not prancing off to a party or lurking around the mall with friends she dresses like a slob, throwing on willy-nilly as an attempt to stay out of the nude. Normally wears contacts, and at night can be seen wearing very round glasses.

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"When there's no cops around, anything is legal!"

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Habits | Quirks | Oddities

• Never wears matching socks
• Is vegan
• Smokes
• Is literally the worst driver ever
• Snorts when laughing

Hobbies:

• Painting/drawing/sketching/ect.
• Pen drumming/flipping
• Scrapbook-ing
• Playing with fire

Likes:

• Art
• Indie bands and folk music
• Cartoons
• Driving
• Sci-fi anything
• Musical theater

Dislikes:

• Pottery
• Action movies
• Smoking
• Fantasy-themed anything
• Empty air/silence
• Math

Fears:

• Creepy crawlers (snakes, bugs, ect.)
• Tight spaces
• Losing her eyesight

Personality:

♦ Loyal ♦ Cynical ♦ Fun-loving ♦ Cold ♦

While on the surface Hunter appears sweet and friendly, often coming up to strangers with a wide smile and friendly tips, she is far from being a king soul. With a biting wit, a sailor's mouth, and devilish eyes, Hunter often approaches others with an insult already in mind. Rather mischievous and childish, Hunter often pulls practical jokes towards those she deems worthy, and despite always getting caught she just can't stop making them, finding even the most mundane attacks to be hilarious in some manner. Though she is quite talkative, Hunter has few close friends, finding that her mind simply has problems trusting people easily. Due to her cynical mindset, after her initial friendly greeting she will slowly grow more and more abrasive the longer the conversation goes on, until eventually she just runs off to cool down.

An art student before everything else, Hunter has a very vivid imagination, which is evident in most of her more fantastical pieces. Despite being very invested in her school work, Hunter is far from smart, and relies more on her keen eyes rather than her brain in classroom environments and stressful situations. School never really clicked with her, and because of this she is a rather bad student in classes that do not involve art in some way. Idiocy in the classroom aide, Hunter can be considered very adept on the streets and knows her way around even the most sketchy-feeling areas. Open-minded, Hunter is always open to ideas and questions, and has many strong liberal views despite hating politics to death.

Thanks to growing up in a rough neighborhood, Hunter had once taken part in many fist fights and verbal arguments, and though she rarely has the need to now a days she always remembers her father's fighting advice. With her strong eyes and sharp tongue, Hunter really does appear to be some sort of ruffian at first, one who can handle themselves under pressure, but in actuality she is quote fragile mentally. If too much stress is put on the skinny lad's shoulders she will easily snap and end up fleeing to hide away from everything causing her grief. Hiding her fears and insecurities is something Hunter does very well, so when she finally lets everything spill out it is nearly unbearable. To keep situations lighthearted and not worrying, Hunter cracks jokes, most being particularly dirty, and tries her best to keep everyone smiling. Her pseudo-optimistic attitude is only rivaled by her cynical and cold personality when she is near untrustworthy people. Thanks to her upbringing (and her father), Hunter a very crass way of speaking, and despite being kind of bitchy to those she had met a few times already, HUnter tries to act as kind as her mind will allow.

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"Wubba lubba dub dub!"

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History:

Born to a rather successful studio artist and a thespian, Hunter grew up in a decent flat in NYC. Known as 'Marie' back then, the young child spent most of her days watching her father paint, and as the many canvases filled with strong lines and colorful paints, inspiration began to bloom in her head. With her father's guidance, Marie began building up her artistic skills with various paintings and drawings, and she was often taken out and about the city to learn about techniques that could be seen in real life. Marie's upbringing was mostly based around her father and his articulate yet abrasive ways of showing her the world, and because of this she grew into a child with a sharp eye and a sharper tongue.

In her second to last ear of middle school, Marie's parents had a sudden falling out, leaving the poor child in the dust as she watched her father attempt to gather the shambles of his life. A year passed, and the divorce had been such a mental block for Marie's father that he decided to simply move far, far away from the source of his worries. Marie, of course, followed him all the way to California, and she entered Beverly Hills High School with her head held high and her lips drawn tight. As a freshman, she felt rather left out and alone, and she was quickly diagnosed with depression and gender dysphoria after having a break down in the girl's locker room.

Marie's sophomore year was spent looking for herself, and while out and about with her dad one day her eyes settled upon one of the most beautiful people she had ever seen walking passed them on the sidewalk. They were completely androgynous and confident, and that inspiration that filled Marie's gut as a child once again bloomed. That same night, she searched through countless pages of genders until she found a term that fit her perfectly. Nonbinary. The rest of her sophomore year was spent transforming herself, changing herself, until eventually she entered junior year not as 'Marie', but as 'Hunter'.

The rest of her high school career leading up to the present was spent in art rooms and parties. Feeling more comfortable with her body, Hunter became confident enough to start flirting and gaining closer friends, and thanks to her father's understanding nature whatever worries she had left all seemed to fade to the back of her mind. Her plans for senior year are simple: paint more and have fun, and damn is Hunter going all out to achieve her goals.

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"If dreams can't come true, then why not pretend?"

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Extracurricular Activities:

• Art Club
• Theater Club
• Acts as a volunteer helper for art teachers in various elementary schools

Extra:

Anything on the new P!aTD album

Theme:

Awkward Conversations - The Front Bottoms
_{And I wish I could pretend to be
All of the things you think you see in me
But I am not that guy, that guy just left
He had his collar up and there was smoke on his breath}

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"I'm made of love."

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@HushedWhispers

I'm just gunna slowly slide this here

Blair Evans [+]

"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not"
-Kurt Cobain

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Name:

Blair Willow Evans

Nickname:

_{can't think of any nicknames}

Birth Date:

December 18th, 1998

Age:

17

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Asexual panromantic

Relationship Status:

Single

Classification:

Junior

Role:

Outcast

In Depth Appearance:

Blair isn't a traditional beauty. Nor does she particularly garner attention from her peers. She's forgotten, scorned... Yet for those who pay attention, her appearance is a breath of fresh air among the typically attractive students of Beverly Hills. Her eyes are perhaps the most obviously different. Though they're not necessarily striking, her stormy gray eyes are unique, with unreadable emotions hidden within it's depths. Besides for her eyes... Blair isn't noteworthy. She has dark brown hair, which is average. She is of an average height of 5"5, with a pale skin tone from staying indoors as much as she can.

Blair's beauty lies in the fact that she doesn't look particularly special. In a sea of attractive people... A plain person is different. Interesting, even. She's not fake, she's not covering herself up. She's just... Blair.

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"Mary, Mary quite contrary. How does your garden grow?"

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Habits | Quirks | Oddities

• Twists her fingers a lot
• Slouches and makes herself small
• Hides behind her hair
• Bites lips a lot
• Taps her feet when she's nervous

Hobbies:

• Doodling in her notebook
• Fortune Reading (notably palm reading and tarot cards)
• Reading

Likes:

• The mystical and the spiritual
• Sitting on her armchair with a mug of tea and a blanket on a rainy day
• Blackboards and chalk
• Willow trees
• Childhood nursery rhymes
• Pens

Dislikes:

• Judgmental people
• Spilled milk _{(it's so sad!)}
• Deviled eggs
• Jump scares
• Dreadlocks

Fears:

• Sticking her feet out from under the covers and getting them chopped off
• Tripping on something and falling on something that will gouge her eyes
• Waving to someone who wasn't waving to her

Personality:

♦ Quirky ♦ Mysterious ♦ Quiet ♦ Solitary ♦

There's just a different air around Blair. It often seems like she's floating in her own little world, gazing at everything and nothing at the same time. If you don't know her very well, she's rather difficult to grasp and make sense of if you catch her while she's being all faraway and mystical. Don't worry though, she's capable of holding an interesting conversation with. She's not antisocial by any means, just introverted.

Blair has a belief for the mystical, notable ghosts and fortune telling. She adores ghost stories that are supposedly true, and a lot of her odd sayings and remarks are attributed to a spiritual presence that Blair claims is nearby. Her oddities are probably what drove people away from her. At least her fortune-telling is fun--she always has a pack of her tarot cards with her, and she's known for being scarily accurate.

Blair enjoys solitude and being alone; but no one enjoys feeling alone in a room full of people. She's not quite outgoing enough to strike up a conversation with anyone, so she simply lingers in a corner. It's a lonely life that she wishes that she doesn't live, but she's also too shy to do anything about it.

If someone does get to know her though, they'll find that she's as sweet as they come. She doesn't talk much, but when she does her words are meaningful and true. Her quirky ways are lovable if one decides to acquaint themselves to it. But most people simply don't care. Why bother with the weird girl? Seems to be the general rule for high school.

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"There's something out there. There just has to be."

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History:

Blair was always a little different than everyone else. Compared to her textbook normal parents (her mother was an average student who works as a receptionist, her father was an average jock who became an IT worker), Blair can perhaps be considered an anomaly.

Maybe it was the way the spiritual and the mystical intrigued her. Maybe it's the way she would obsess over something that caught her interest, digging to find any and all information she can on it; Of course, it was always something that wasn't quite trending, causing a mismatch in interests. Blair never had many friends who tolerated her quirky ways.

She has a love for theater and music though, and often found singing broadway music. In high school, she managed to join various clubs and organizations, including band and orchestra (she plays the oboe) and theater (musical theater is her favorite). Despite her introverted ways, she had a strong stage presence, coming to life during performances. She often flitted through the thespian and performer cliques, for once in her lifetime finding friends.

Blair however grew tired of charades and facades--nobody really liked her for who she was. Maintaining a mask was difficult for her, and eventually cracks began to show. Not that it mattered too much, anyways. Blair has been alone for most of her life. What difference does it make now?

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"The Empress is your card."

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Extracurricular Activities:

• Theater
• Orchestra
• Band
• Choir

_{She quit theater and choir for personal reasons--even if she truly does love them}

Extra:

I haven't listened to any new songs o_o

Anything Else:

She has a pet hedgehog named Mocha

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"There's a strange energy to this room"

<Snipped quote by Altered Tundra>

So much bribing and begging and negotiating.

i lured them in with homosexuality and they were like

ugh fine.

I think I'm maybe gonna make a second character – maybe I'll dust off and refurbish Chase ;D

Note; If you are taking or plan on taking a Head role, you must be ACTIVE. Just to clarify. :)

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