Noah Ellis Castillo

Ellis

August 07, 1971

Male

Since Noah is half Filipino and half Caucasian, his appearance is unique in the small town of Red Herrings. His eyes are almond shaped and have dark brown irises, making them look almost black. He has his father's angular face and his mother's large and thin mouth. The complexion of his skin color is medium brown and his nose is aquiline, because of his mother's Spanish background. The hair color is black, common for most Filipinos, and it is wavy. His hair is like his father's hair, but it can grow longer. Because of his healthy diet and not eating out often, his body is healthy and doesn't appear to be too chubby. His height is the average of 5'4" for most Filipino men, making him taller than his 5'3" father. His accent is American with a tinge of Spanish with a melodic quality in his sentences, which is why he is a good singer.

Because of his appearance, he often wears clothes that make him look neat. He would often wear bold sweaters with different patterns with regular jeans. He also has some jacquard cardigans when the weather is cold enough or going out with friends. A boy would wear Converses or Keds, but Noah wears boat shoes often enough; however, he does have a pair of Keds that he wears while going out with friends.

Noah grew with a stable family and they were pretty wealthy as well; however, his father taught him that people aren't as useful as resources. That makes him self-reliant, but he often blames his self for simple mistakes and feels guilty for asking peoples' help. He's also enlightened about the world around and knows things that no fourteen year old should. That's because of his mother since she showed him how to read newspapers and tell him about current events in the world. But, that makes Noah boring to some of his young friends since they rather play with games than talk about the Cold War.

If you get to know him, he's a romantic and imaginative person. Both of these personalities came from his mother and his self as well, given that they both love to draw and often would draw together once in awhile. He shares a couple personalities with him and one of them is that they are both realists. Orland had to work all day during his childhood and until he got enough money to go to college to become a doctor. He taught his son that the world is cold and harsh early on. Because of that, they both are anxious over simple things and mistakes.

Noah has been getting more anxious as he's becoming a teenager and something else is going on behind the scenes. He believes that he could have feelings for boys rather than girls. If his father finds out that he has feelings for guys, then he could get in trouble or worse. His father is catholic and believes that homosexuality is a sin. His mother won't know what to do, but she would most likely say that it could be a phase. Noah is hopeful that it's just a phase as well and he will be over with being gay by the time that he's an adult.

Because of that, he doesn't share personal stuff with his family and friends. His father is like that as well, meaning that he could hide secrets as well. And they both are focused on completing the task ahead and they don't like people who procrastinate often while working on something. Given his father's family, they were strict on him and punished him if he would procrastinate on homework. His father doesn't punish him if he doesn't do the work, but he would remind him of the work until he does it. As a teenager, he's getting annoyed by that and would often talk back or roll his eyes as his father is reminding him for the seventh time about his homework.

Orland Leones Castillo, 48 – Father - Orland was originally from the Philippines until he met Luiza at his work place as a doctor. They spent fours dating before getting married and moved to America. They went to California first, living in Los Angeles. While in California, Noah was born and Orland spent more time at the Children's Hospital to earn extra money. After a while of living in the city, they decided that they would move to St. Stephens and he began working at the local hospital. Orland became the town's doctor and well like by the citizens. He's the strict parent, who wants Noah to be successful.

Luiza Moreton Castillo, 44 – Mother - Luiza was born in Spain and grew up to become a nurse and join The Red Cross. She was twenty-six when she met Orland during her trip to the Philippines and fell in love. They dated for four years until Orland asked the question to her. Since she knew English, she was able to help her husband out with the Citizenship Test. After passing it, they moved to Los Angeles and started to work at the Children's Hospital. She gave birth to her son and first child, Noah. Orland spent more time at the hospital while she stayed home and took care of the child. Years passed by and they were tired of the city lifestyle and felt that it wasn't safe for their son. That was when that they moved to St. Stephens and she kept watching Noah. She's the cool mom, who would get her son anything and often allow him to do things despite her Orland's disapproval. And she started to work with her husband at the local hospital.

Elizabeth Newman Hart, 32 – Family Friend - Elizabeth was born and raised in St. Stephens. She was the A+ student in her high school and went to a local college around the time that The Castillo Family moved next door to her new home. She was the first one to welcome the family to the town by giving them a tour around town. After finishing college and earning her degree, she had nothing to do other than her job at the drive thru. That was when she was asked if she would take care of Noah, while they went out once in awhile. She was happy to watch Noah during the nights out. After years of working at the drive thru, she became manager of the place and took more care of Noah. When her mother went back to work, she still keeps an eye on him even know Noah's fourteen.

Noah is one of the smartest students in his school, because of his father's strict guidelines on school. And since his father and mother were in a school band, Noah decided to join one in the third grade and has learned how to play guitar, piano, ukulele, violin, saxophone, and the banjo (he learned that instrument to make friends with people from the southern states). He's also in the school's debate club and it has improved his critical thinking skills and made him into an effective speaker.

Since his father has medical skills, he was taught the basic skills that can save someone's life (like CPR for example). And his mother taught the most important skill to have: cooking. Before she went back to work, she taught her son anything about cooking from measuring to timing. And he loves to draw with his mother.

Cecile René Delacroix

Cecil is technically a nickname, he finds his real name to be too girly sounding.

July 21, 1971

Male

Cecil has short brown hair that is regularly cut into a bowl cut by his mother, though it is constantly raked back with his fingers when out of her sight. The tooth next to his right front tooth is missing, leaving a small gap just big enough for him to hold cigarettes in, a talent he readily displays whether or not he's asked. He is red in the nose and cheeks and brown in the eyes, and covered all over in dark brown freckles. All in all, Cecil looks like what you'd imagine a stray cat to look like as a person. He stands a head above his peers, and has an awkward, pubescent lankiness coupled with rapidly widening shoulders that suggest he will grow up to be muscular. He is usually dirty or sticky, or some combination thereof, and smells like vinegar.

Cecil has a grating southern accent -- specifically that of Louisiana's Cajuns -- and frequently peppers his speech with bad french and profanity. His voice is distinctively hoarse all the time, likely a result of his dual interests in smoking and being loud, which does little to deter him from singing to himself. He typically wears simple jeans, t-shirts, and button ups handed down by his taller brother, with his only recognizable piece of clothing being his dark brown boots, which serve as his only pair of footwear, and his dark green "soldier coat", a prized hand-me-down from his brother, which had several additional pockets sewn in by his mother to make it a suitable Christmas present. He gets told he looks homeless a lot.

In short, Cecil is the resident poor delinquent of St. Stephens. He and the rest of his family are originally from Louisiana, having moved to the town's trailer park after his father was released from prison five years ago, which is only relevant because it means Cecil has garnered his reputation with a little less than half the time the local delinquents have had. Almost all of the teachers have a much-deserved disdain for the boy, and most who meet his family agree that the Delacroix shitty apple doesn't fall far from their shitty tree. He has an almost uncanny ability for pissing off authority figures, and takes credit for being the sole reason for their last art teacher's resignation.

For all the roughhousing and abrasiveness that make Cecil an "acquired taste", what has kept him in the group of friends has been that Cecil is still fundamentally good. He remembers birthdays and is frequently a source of advice and keeper of secrets, which are all uncharacteristic of a fourteen year old boy. In spite of his perceived unintelligence, his size, age, and "wisdom" picked up from his brother give him a degree of seniority over his friends in matters like adventuring and teenage-things. He enjoys charlie-horsing his classmates at opportune times, using curses and slurs whenever possible, and spitting to emphasize his speech. He breaks rules because he is naturally prone to boyish rebelliousness as opposed to actual nefariousness, and was the first to discover things like Roshambo and the Hertz Donut joke. In spite of this, he has a disdain for bullying, and tries to model his behavior after old-fashioned heroes played by John Wayne, Chuck Norris, and the Hoff, and his personal mantra is "What Would Walker Do?". His presence usually garners the attention of teachers (Most see Cecil as a bad influence) while keeping the group safe from would-be bullies.

Aside from his warped sense of justice and strange choice in role-models, escapism into fantasy is an additionally major part of Cecil's psyche. Growing up with the cards he had been dealt, Cecil has frequently found comfort in cassette recordings of books, music, and radio shows. He has a great interest in urban legends, extra-terrestrials, and "The Samsquanch", and is an avid fan of schlock horror programs and "paranormal research". He is fairly superstitious, taking great heed of things he believes to be signs and omens of good or bad luck, and many southern superstitions such as voodoo and water-witching. He is Christian, but only in the usual sense of a fourteen year old's spirituality -- He prays when he wants things, when he is scared, and when he wants teachers to forget to give tests. Most notably, in times of great stress, Cecil prays for strength.

Cecil has a great eagerness to grow up, most obviously evidenced by his smoking and wearing a coat that is clearly too large for him. Looking deeper, Cecil's expectations of adulthood are the true underlying reason for his chafing at being a boy -- Adults can come and go as they please, smoke in front of cops, and not have to fold their hands at desks. Adults also don't get the shit smacked out of them by their dads, but that is another facet of Cecil entirely. Due to the longtime absence and emotional distance of his father, Cecil emulates hypermasculine caricatures of manhood he sees in movies and tv.

Beauregard "Bo" Delacroix, 39 – Bo is, in a word, intimidating. There is nothing outwardly jarring about him other than his size, the man being a wall of fat and muscle, though increasingly questionable details reveal themselves the more you give the man a look. He has small, scattered tattoos all across his body, most notably on his hands, face, and neck. The quality, varying degrees of fading and subjects -- insects, daggers, dice, and crosses mostly -- make it clear that he received them either in a prison or in someone's kitchen. His thick accent makes him emotionally unavailable to everyone but his family through a self-imposed language barrier of sorts, and even then, the only emotion there can be seen on the man is feint, bubbling anger. He is essentially a caricature of a dive bar bouncer, which he is.

Cecilia Delacroix, 35 - If her husband's appearance can be summarized as "intimidating", then Cecilia is just as easily described as "tired". Her dirty blonde hair either grows darker at the roots or is in a constant need of being re-dyed, and she favors heavy, dark makeup to hide the features she has lost to smoking, sometimes being complimented by her coworkers as "Looking like Nancy Spungen." She typically wears cherry-red lipstick or nail polish, and is somehow either chewing gum or smoking at any given moment.

Marcel Delacroix. 19 - Marcel is Cecil's cool older brother. Like his father, he is decorated with tattoos, even on his hands and face, though they are better in quality and clearly done by a professional (His father refers to them as "pretty"). He is the source of most of Cecil's criminal knowledge and bad habits, such as smoking, swearing, cutting class, and listening to hair metal. He is probably in a gang.

• Cecil is the closest thing a fourteen year old can get to being "good at fighting", and is a crack shot with a slingshot. He claims to know martial arts and have an acute knowledge of pressure points, though the story for how he came to learn these things is increasingly dubious with each retelling. It's also worth mentioning that Cecil is the tallest, adding to his role as the group's "Chewbacca".

• Cecil has experience sailing and fishing with his father and older brother, and can sail his brother's daysailer, The Quantum Leap, alone. He knows all the parts of a boat from the keel to the mast, and can get a docked boat unfurled and sailing in a little over a minute. Aside from sailing, Cecil is also a remarkably good fisherman, though his catches seem to be out of dumb luck than knowledge of fishing spots, skill, or any semblance of strategy. One time he forgot to use bait and still caught a fat young trout.

• Despite his limited literacy, Cecil is good at memorizing short phrases, lists, and numbers. He does so by humming them to Dixieland. He is also pretty good at jokes and riddles, having memorized enough of either to understand the correct cadence, patterns, and path of thinking for both.

• Though it isn't necessarily a skill, one of Cecil's unknown strengths is that he is almost questionably lucky. He frequently narrowly avoids being hit by cars he wanders past like Mr. Magoo, oftentimes receives two sodas from vending machines, and was illegally "blessed" by snake-handling preachers as an infant in Louisiana without being bitten. Cecil has jumped into his above-ground pool from heights that logically should have killed him, and has done so every summer. However, Cecil doesn't win every coin toss and draw a royal flush at every game of cards -- his luck is purely of the dumb variety, and more often than not correlates to danger Cecil was unaware of or things he had not hoped for or expected.

• Cecil has an uncanny ability to say the right things to piss people off and either push them away or get them to chase him. Whether speaking to a Lovecraftian horror, scary federal agent in a suit, or even a teacher, Cecil is one of those kids who can take one good look at a person and immediately figure out something they're self-conscious of and hammer at it. He's the king of those kinds of kids, actually.

Daniel Benjamin Rothschild

Danny, Dan, and even Don, if you've got some kinda weird accent. Whatever, kid.

October 30th, 1970

Male

No kid's got a bigger shit eating grin than Daniel does. Literally. It's kinda his most prominent feature. Whether he's about to shit his pants, cry, about to get yelled at, or actually happy, Daniel doesn't really have a very wide range of natural expressions. His default just settles into a grin, though it's fairly noticeable as it shifts to his mood, especially if he's nervous out of his mind. Honestly, Daniel doesn't really have much beyond what his surface demeanor has to give. Not that he lacks depth - as much as a kid has any depth - it's just the fact that Daniel's inept when it comes to stepping out of his comfort zone. The fact that all he can do is grin proves that point.

Like a lot of other kids, he's yet to hit his growth spurt. Or, at least he likes to imagine the majority of other boys only hit 5'2" and lack any form of distinguishing masculinity. Danny's still got that choir boy delicacy to him, like he's about to exit the restroom in a white, floor-length robe and start singing arias praising his lord and savior. Not only would his mother kill him for something as extremely Catholic as that, but no way would he be seen in a dress, of all things. Regardless, he likes to play up that macho-ness 'cause all the other boys his age are starting to fill in as they hop from middle school to high school. He doesn't wanna be the class clown forever, that's for sure.

Sadly, those years shouldn't come for awhile. He's got a long way to go in terms of coming-of-age. Right now, he sports a floppy hair cut that his mother likes to keep tame and short, parted down the middle and sticking flat to his head without his consent. He usually messes it up once he gets to school, keeping it wild and untamed in its fair blonde. When he allows some kind of styling, it usually adds to the intensity of his pale, blue eyes that sink into his still youthful, nearly adolescent features. The length of his face accentuates the smooth paleness of his features and the near translucent delicacy Danny hates with a passion. With the right lighting, he looks like he could break and he loves to prove that wrong by mucking up his good shirts and jeans in the mud. Most of his wardrobe is the same, just different striped shirts, long sleeved and short, with a pair of jeans and a belt that's tucked in more often than not. He's got a number of sweaters and sweater vests his father personally bought him, button ups with pocket protectors, and a few caps to boot.

For a kid, his energy hits just about that correct frequency. Enough to seem normal while also irritating the shit out of anyone older. There's always a hop to his step and he loves throwing his whole body around whenever he gets animated. He gets animated often. To top that off, Danny's voice is unmistakable in its grating, high pitched whine. To show he isn't 10, like a lot of people think he is, his voice often cracks and the change in his vocal cords is most evident when he's excited, shouting, or trying to whisper.

Just a complete and utter little shit. Ask anyone who's ever had the misfortune of talking with Danny for more than a minute and they'll all tell you the same thing. "I never thought I'd say this, but that kid made me contemplate carrying around a roll duct tape." Not only does Daniel refuse to stop talking, he's actually got the energy to keep up that upbeat, grating, annoying chatting for hours on end. The kid yammers on and on and it wouldn't seem much of an issue 'cause that's what a lot of kids tend to do, especially when they're talking about something they like to do. Nah, this kid has nothing but jokes to give. Awful ones. Ones you find on the shelf in a library, dusty from disuse 'cause the jokes are shit. Most of 'em are puns, too. Often times that's where most of the irritation comes from. Someone's talking, he'll take anything coming from their mouth and make a pun. Doesn't matter if it's terrible, if it hardly works, he'll do it. And he'll keep doing it.

Even now, Daniel's parents always say he's been like that since birth. Only a partial truth. Daniel's not had a long experience as the youngest and he'll never achieve 'eldest sibling' in his life time - that's how close they all come in age. Almost immediately, Daniel ended up the middle child and both parents only ever paid attention to him when it mattered. Even then their awareness of the kid came half-assed and barely there to begin with. But Daniel hadn't taken to jealousy like any other kid would - he loved his younger and older siblings, even if some of 'em got on his nerves, believe it or not. However, Daniel still craved some kind of attention and usually waited when the opportunity presented itself - when both parents could freely see him. That's where Daniel learned that talking fast, getting everything out in as little time as possible, gave him as much satisfaction, if not more, from his interactions.

Because those interactions never frequented above once a week or two, Daniel stuffed everything he could inside until the bottle nearly burst. Then he'd take another bottle and fill that one up. And once his parents even took a second alone with him, he'd let it all out. He'd tell 'em what jokes he learned that day, told 'em what he did that week, asked 'em what he wanted to ask. Rinse and repeat. Both parents humored the kid, which ended up being a mistake in the end. Encouragement went farther with Daniel than anything else and once he got a positive reaction, he'd not understand the meaning of negative. Exactly why he's both a chatterbox and a little shit.

That kind of lifestyle, for kid influenced them heavily. For Daniel, it built within him patience and a very, very good memory. Unfortunately, it also made him extremely impressionable, attention starved, oblivious, and self-destructive. Bottle up enough stuff and without any outlet, it's more than likely to burst, violent and without remorse. Danny doesn't really know much other than that he likes to make people laugh, likes interacting with people, and likes being around others. Much less, he enjoys any attention given, whether that attention's bad or good. He's got a very skewed sense of morality in that he can't really tell what's bad or good, especially if someone's encouraging him onward. He'll keep going even after he's been burned multiple times. And he'll just keep going if it's going to give him the same interaction from people who could care less about him.

But Daniel loves with his whole heart. Loves with every bit of his being and tends to think there's good in everyone. Or, at least, doesn't know what's good or bad if there's even a modicum of appreciation for his company. So, Danny's glad to play the fool. Unfortunately, that ability to love only ever gets abused and often comes at the price of never having that kind of love returned. Eventually, it'll turn Daniel into a bitter man if he lets it, stale and resentful of everything and everyone. Cynical and pessimistic; lacking every bit of vibrancy he had a child. It all depends on the outcome of his relationships and who has the most power of him, in the long run.

Rachel Schmidt Rothschild, 38 - "I married my high school sweetheart; worst mistake of my life."



William Rothschild, 38 - "Yeah, we're happy! Why... what'd she say?"



Sarah Rothschild, 18 - "Hey, kiddo, what's goin' on?"



Helena Rothschild, 16 - "It's Helena, thanks."



Eric Rothschild, 15 - "Fuck off, kid... unless you found - uh, never mind. Aha."



Maximilian and Maxine Rothschild, 11/11 - "And what're your names?" "Max!" "Max!" "No, I'm Max, today, loser!"



Alexandra Rothschild, 6 - "What did she do this time?" "She chased Billy Rogers with a plastic knife and this pig mask she said the town's butcher gave her." "I swear to God..."

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⧉ Memory



⧉ Scavenging/Survival



⧉ Jokes



⧉ Endurance and Speed



⧉ Decisive