Oswald Louise Cooper

Otis

29/05/1997

18

Male

Heterosexual

Single

Part-time mechanic at his uncle's repair shop

Otis stands at a rather short 5 foot 7 and has a skinny physique with only the slightest trace of muscle being noticeable on his arms. His curly hair is kept moderately long and is a dirty blond shade. However, his hair is almost always hidden by some sort of cap, and most people often never get to see the very top of his head. Some theorize he may be bald, others just think he likes hats. He is usually clean shaven, but once grew a moustache that he thought was 'killer'. His eyes are an ordinary brown, almost matching with the hue of his hair. His most notable feature is his gap tooth, which lies directly in the middle of his upper teeth. He often likes to brag that he can fit a cigarette in the gap, although he does need to compress the cigarette before he is actually able to.

Otis is about as laid back as it gets. He often falls asleep in his classes and let's just say the last time he handed in homework, Caeser was still in power. Nevertheless, he will make an effort on certain things, specifically things relating to his mother or his friends. If a friend is in need, you can bet on, Otis to be there to lend a helping hand, whether it be in the form of manual labour or even his own money. One would expect, Otis to be rather stoic due to his laziness, however he is quite the opposite. Otis is almost always optimistic about everything.

However, with his optimism comes a more negative trait of his. He is confident, but to the point of stupidity. If you tried to sell him a stick of gum, and told him it was a new energy bar, then you can consider yourself one sale up. He almost never turns down anything and can often find himself in numerous bad situations because of this. Along with this, he believes himself to be much worse than he is in most areas. While some may call this modest, Otis' view of himself extends far beyond that. He is convinced that he is, in fact, an idiot, no matter what people tell him.

Otis was born in Louisiana, to a loving mother and a father who walked out on the family the minute, Otis was born. He grew up poor, his mother worked at a local pawn shop which earned her barely enough money to see herself through the month, let alone herself and her son. Nevertheless, he considers his early life to be the best part of his life. It was filled with fun and adventure, instead of being cooped up inside playing video games and watching TV, Otis had to resort to making his own fun. He would often go out and catch bugs, or ride his bike around the forest back trails. But the one thing that really made a difference in his life was when he learned how to play the guitar.

After, Otis' grandmother died, his grandfather had begun living with, Otis and his mother. With him he brought his guitar and began teaching, Otis how to play. Otis was a natural with the guitar and his grandfather was a major part in the formation of his music style. He practically forced, Otis to listen to musicians like Johnny Cash and Ray Charles. This was where his nickname came from. Otis always hated his birth name and began referring to himself as, Otis after listening to a certain singer by the same name.

Life continued as normal and, Otis was quite content with his humble life up until he turned 14 or so. This was when his mother met the man who was soon to be, Otis' step father. They met at her place of work and, as it turned out, he had taken a liking to her. He was some businessman from up north who was visiting Louisiana on a business trip. The two kept in regular contact and he often travelled down to meet her whenever he could.

As much as Otis tried to like him for his mothers sake, he just couldn't. There was something about the way he carried himself that just ticked, Otis off. Nevertheless, he was happy when the two decided to get married, although he was less happy when he found out he would have to move up north to accommodate for his new step-father's job. He hated it up north. Everyone was so well-spoken and well-dressed it just made him feel out of place. It didn't help that people kept commenting on his accent to the point where it just became a chore to speak to those people.

Life was rather depressing for Otis at that point. But that was before he met his group of friends and before the birth of his sister. His sister was born in the same year that they moved up north, and brightened up, Otis' life a hell of a lot. It was also the reason that he became more laid back than he did lazy. He had to make the extra effort for his little sister.

It's been a few years since his sister's birth, and he has not became any less laid back. He has no idea what he wants to do with his life and keeps living life in the moment.

I don't really listen to new music haha

Grant Andrew Douglas

Big G
Andy
G

2/20/1997

18

Male

Hetero

Single? Has a ~thing~ with Ely

Self-proclaimed certified g and bonafide thug; in reality, he’s a manager at a local general store, making a decent amount for a person his age

His blue eyes, piercing and ice-like are his favorite and most defining physical attribute. He takes careful care of his hair, keeping it trimmed and styled exactly like he wants. He dresses in trendy, comfortable clothes. His nose is slightly crooked, having been broken once or twice in a few deals gone wrong. He’s lanky and tall, about 6’3”, but with only small amounts of muscle mass, nothing to write home about, but not a weakling, either.

To put it simply, Grant doesn’t care about anything but having fun. He’s willing to do whatever it takes to keep a party going for as long as possible. He happily provides drugs and booze to his friends, never really specifying how he obtains either substance. He’s a bit of a ne’er-do-well, not caring about the law and happily, often breaking it. He knows that something might eventually catch up with him, and maybe, when it does, he’s screwed. But so far, so good. He thinks as long as he avoids the law he’ll be fine, and that’s working for now, but eventually his willingness to break the law will land himself in something he can’t deal with, either with the law or with fellow criminals. It’s rumored, however, that he has some kind of ‘dirt’ on the local police, which is why he gets away with everything so easily.

He’s very outgoing, and is often the host of the somewhat crazy parties he and the group get into. He invites anyone and everyone; his ultimate dream is to have a Project X-esque party, where it gets on the national news and the consequences of it are felt throughout the town for ages afterward. It’s a bit of a pipe dream, and Grant realizes that, but he’s been slowly building a massive storage of the necessary supplies for such a get together:
thousands of dollars worth of drugs, and gallons upon gallons of booze. Only his closest of friends know about his plan to throw the party to end all parties, and only they know of his ‘storage.’

Grant is incredibly resourceful. It seems that he knows everyone in the town they’re from, and that everyone owes him a favor. Even the older folks, who don’t normally associate with people his age seem to owe him for something, which has prompted ‘I know a guy.’ to almost become his catchphrase. He cashes in on his favors whenever he needs to, and always does his best to quickly earn another favor.

He’s greedy. He’s known to have a different get rich quick scheme almost weekly. He’s not scared of the consequences, and will screw almost anyone to get a bigger reward for himself. Nearly everything he does that isn’t party-related is focused around his ultimate goal of striking it big and getting rich, and getting the fuck out of this boring, small town.

He’s fiercely competitive, and spends hours of his time trying to get his name to the top of every machine in the local arcade. He used to do sports, but as he got a little older, he lost interest in them, and now fuels his competitive side through drinking contests and videogame playing.

Grant loves his friends and would do almost anything for them, always clearly expressing how he wouldn’t trade a single one of them for the world.

His parents split up when he was really young. He was the product of adultery, with his dad cheating on his wife with his mom. At first, his dad tried to make a good impression on him, showing up when he could and spending time with him and his mom, but then there was an argument; Grant was too young to understand it, but the gist was that his father’s wife had realized the situation that he had with Grant and his mother, and he couldn’t see them anymore. His mother had sobbed and begged him not to, but the man was adamant in his decision. The only way to make sure that his wife stayed with him was to abandon Grant and his mother, so that was what he was going to do.

Grant’s mother was crushed, it sent her into a spiraling depression. She had truly, with all her heart, loved the man that had fathered Grant. She knew, or chose to believe that Grant’s father was perfect, and that he loved her back. That his real wife was a witch that had convinced him to abandon her and her son. At times, she would blame Grant for the love of her life running away, and in a drunken rage, she would hit him with whatever she could get her hands on, ranging from frying pans to flip flops. After Grant got bigger than her, though, she stopped playing that game. His mother rarely, if ever left the house, choosing instead to simply live off of the child support checks she luckily still received.

At around age thirteen, Grant decided that he didn’t belong in the tiny town he was growing up in, and that he had the potential, drive, and vision to lead him to greatness elsewhere. This was the age where he decided what mattered was his get rich quick schemes and escaping the boring town he’d grew up in. He was exposed to drugs very early by some friends that he was hanging with at the time, and found that he very much liked them at fourteen. He became an avid user by the age of fifteen, and by the time he was sixteen, he’d tried nearly everything under the sun, and was a frequent face at parties and raves all over the town and the surrounding areas. By seventeen, he was throwing his own parties and planning ‘The Big One.’

At seventeen, he moved out of his mother’s place, and makes a conscious effort not to see her, ever. He has no idea what his father’s name is, but also has no intentions of finding him. His apartment is a tiny, single bedroom deal, but he loves it. It’s home, after all, and home is where the heart is. He still attends high school, with an admittedly flakey attendance record, but when he’s there, he does his best.

He drinks almost every day and spends as many of his waking moments as physically possible stoned.

Fuck it.

None, unless you count going to the arcade

Did you read the rules? Yes, I did, but I still don’t have a song I like from this year, I’m sorry ;~;

Nothing of importance.