Standing five feet, seven inches tall, Cleo weighs one-hundred thirty-two pounds, giving her a slightly curvy, petite figure. Her light golden-brown hair falls down right below her shoulders in light waves. It can sometimes be seen straightened or pulled back into a ponytail. Looking upon the woman's square shaped face, you will find defined cheekbones, dark green eyes, a small, triangular nose and thin lips. Her long legs have a slight undertone of muscle, her arms the same. These features have been said to give her a 'natural beauty' look.

Cleo wears pale colors most of the time. Her favorite tops are a simple t-shirt or sweater, for bottoms, she wears jeans. Make-up is a trivial thing for the woman, only ever wearing mascara and eyeliner. One thing that she never goes anywhere without is her cresent moon necklace that she had had since she was little girl. Growing up on a farm, Cleo has a few scars from her child-hood shenanigans. One is on her right upper arm, from where she fell out of a tree at the age of ten, approximately five inches long, running vertically. Another on the inside of her left ankle, from a broken glass in the barn that she acquired at the age of fifteen.

Cleo Alexandra James. Nicknames include Leo, CJ and Alex.

Cis female. Her/she pronouns.

Thirty-seven

Cleo is the local bartender.

Cleo is a kind woman, said to have a motherly demeanor. She likes to look after others and believes that she knows best when it comes to most things. However, on occasion, she can be to kind, doing her best to see the best in who she wants, causing her to trust more than she should in certain situations. She is a realist, calling things and people like she see's them. If you look like crap, she'll tell you. If she thinks you're going to be great at something, she'll tell you. Cleo always worked hard in school, graduating with only one C her whole school career. Being more or less a momma bear, one of her weaknesses is the people that she cares about. Hands down, she would die for these people, which brings us to another weakness: being to damned loyal. Cleo is loyal downright loyal to the people she cares about, always trying to do what is best for them. If you call her at two in the morning, she's there. If someone hurts you, she's hurting them. Put her threw hell, she'll be there until she absolutely can't stand you anymore.

The woman is good for conversation, making small talk, though she loves to go more in depth with her conversation. Perhaps this comes from being a bartender, along with her ability to 'read' people. Despite trying to keep her emotions in check, Cleo is an open book, her face never lying about how she feels. She can tell you that she approves of your actions, while her face has a look of disgust. She is very easy to embarrass, almost always blushing on these occasions.Erika is a friendly young woman with a fierce Cleo is outgoing and loves meeting new people, but has no claims about sticking up for herself, the things she believes in, or people that she cares for. Despite being outgoing, it usually takes a little while for her to warm up to people, so she can at times appear shy or disinterested. She's extremely stubborn and has shown tendencies at being recklessly brave at times as well.

Cleo Alexandra James was born in Texas on October twenty-first to a farmer, Keith, and his school teacher of a wife, Marian. She was the second child born to the couple, her brother Lane being her elder by five years. Cleo grew up as a bare-foot child, running through the fields, learning the way things worked on the farm and doing little chores like feeding the chickens and watering the horses. It wasn’t until around age eight that she started getting the bigger jobs such as helping her father plant the crops and harvest them. Celo’s family has always been close. Some of the woman's best memories is going to her family members house’s for Sunday dinner. The children would run around playing in the yard, the women cooking and gossiping, then men playing horse-shoes.

Cleo was always a tom-boy of sorts. She would rather be barefoot than anything, she loved to roll around in the mud, but her mother insisted on her having lady-like attributes. Cleo and her brother were expected to wake up in the early hours of the morning, milk the cows, muck the stalls, etc. for their chores. Afterwards, Cleo would sit at the dining table, her mother telling her to keep her elbows off the table, allowing her to fix her hair a certain way, and telling her to wear skirts and dresses. This mainly started at the age of seven, lasting until the age of fifteen when Cleo put her foot down. No more would she be told how to act properly. Keith’s main influence on the girl was telling her and her brother: “Work hard and you won’t have to spend your days’ in the fields’ like old pop.” However, Cleo didn’t mind getting her hands dirty and the chores. After all, it was something she believed in. Father’s work brought in money, just like mother’s teaching. Sure, it was hard, but her father was a good man, and everyone in town could testify to the fact. Perhaps always wanting the best for his children was why “Work hard” was his most used phrase.

Cleo graduated as second in her class high-school class, going to the local college. Her parents were mad at her for this. With her grades, they said, she could get into just about any college that she wanted. But Cleo didn’t want that. She found comfort in more simple things, and always planned on staying home. Finally giving into her parents wishes, she decided to move to Baltham at the age of twenty-six. Here, she quickly made her a new home. Temporarily working as a waitress in a local cafe, she met Brad, a man that she fell in love with over simple conversation through the course of three months when he came in for his usual breakfast every morning. It was at the end of those three months that Brad asked Cleo on a date, and she gladly accepted. The two married a year later, and it was at this time, Cleo moved in with the man, right beside the Warings. It was at the age of twenty-nine that she lost her husband in a fatal car crash. Through the grief, Cleo lost her job. Three months later, she was hired as the local bartender downtown.

Walking outside to get the morning paper was the first time that Cleo can recall actually speaking to Emily Waring, a little girl who she treated as her own, unable to have any with Brad. The child seemed to have no actual authority figures in her life, so, Cleo acted as one for her. When Emily who she insists upon calling Em, was old enough to put down an emergency contact for herself, it was Cleo, and she was the one that got called when Cleo got arrested for the first time. Giving the girl scoldings when she came in drunk over the years seemed to do no good, but deep down, Cleo could tell that she was doing some good.

Sadie is a stringy girl, very loose and vibrant but not athletic at all. Standing at 5′ 11″ and weighing around 119.05 pounds, quite a bit below the average American female. Her father was Lithuanian decent and mother Greek so Sadie is a mix half and a half. She has long Light Blond wavy hair that goes past her shoulders and lights brown eyebrows that are small but bushy. A long straight nose just above her thin, kind smile. Her eyes are her key feature on her face, they are huge compared to the rest of her face and the color of a bright blue sky. Altogether a very fresh-faced natural appearance.

Sadie does not dress up very often or even ever, she only wears jeans and button up casual shirts. Never wears earrings or any jewelry, in general, it takes to much effort. It’s a very simple outfit as long as she has shorts or jeans around pretty much any casual t-shirt or button up will work. As long as she is comfortable she is happy, this includes hoodies, sweatshirts, and leggings even sweat pants on some occasions. There is no high maintenance for Sadie strictly casual all of the time.

Sadie is a pure hearted individual, she has never once tried to hurt anyone. It is a part of her people pleasing attitude, other people’s happiness makes Sadie happy. This is almost to a fault, she is scared of conflict and tends to let people walk over her if they desire to. But she is a boisterous person at the same time, she is just a friendly chatterbox.

Sadie is mainly a workaholic, every day she spends 2 to 4 extra hours from her already 8 hour work day just preparing for the next day’s show. She loves her job and her whole life has been working up to it, she is a driven individual when it comes to something she wants. Though she is also the laziest person if the job entails something she does not want to do.

As Sadie has grown older and accomplished her occupational dream, she realized that she missed out on a lot of things that a normal 29-year-old should have done already. Though she is a very talkative and friendly person on the radio, in reality, she has never had a steady relationship and has trouble making serious friendships. Living alone just waiting for the next day to go to work is not exactly what Sadie had in mind when she was planning her future.

Sadie grew up in a suburban town in Illinois called Evanston. It was far enough away to be considered a suburb but close enough to Chicago to visit the city often. Her father worked at as an engineering technician for the Boeing Company which has grown exponentially as the years have gone by. Her mother decided to leave her career as an actress in order to raise her child, Sadie. Sadie was born September 16th, it was a rainy day but her eyes were full of joy. As she grew older, her mother and father both spent a ton of time with her, each teaching her their pastime hobbies. For her mother it was acting, being a personality and center stage for strangers’ enjoyment, and her father decided to give her some technology lessons, he felt it was a more practical skill compared to acting. Sadie fell somewhere in between the two she choose to entertain people while still using the knowledge of technology her dad taught her.

At first, Sadie started out as a troubled child, always talking during class and making jokes to her desk buddies. Of course getting sent down to the office for disrupting the class was getting Sadie in a ton of trouble at home. Her problems with talking in class subsided when her dad brought her home a CB radio that he got from work. It was not damaged just did not have the range that this specific radio was supposed to have. Sadie would rush home from school just to get on that radio and see who she could talk to today, after months of chatting with strange truckers or other oddballs in their basements playing with a CB radio, she began to get bored. So she started to mess around with the radio seeing what wires did what, she was no technician but her father taught her enough to understand the basics. With a lot of help from her father and a few stolen parts from Boeing Company, it was finally completed Sadie’s first radio broadcast channel. Well sort of it could only reach out to the end of her neighborhood and the signal was not very strong even within range, but she convinced her neighbors to give it a listen and she performed almost every night.

As Sadie grew older so did her thirst for performing over the radio. Sure reaching her neighborhood was cute and doing the high school announcements was fun, but Sadie wanted more and she was driven to get more. Right out of high school she moved to Baltham, Washington and got an internship at the KCED radio station. Of course, she worked there for free as a technical engineer, fixing the sound quality and getting playlists set up. It was easy to work and boring for her but she was just excited to be in the same room where music was broadcasted all over this district. It was not until a guest did not show up and they needed to fill air time that Sadie jumped up to the opportunity, she created a parody of the guest and used it to answer the prewritten questions but with jokes instead of actual answers. The audience and host of the show liked it so much they made her a recurring segment where she did impressions of famous people and did interviews. Soon she grew in so much popularity to the station that they made her Co-Host.

As the years went by she became just another voice you hear in the morning on your way to work. The original host left and handed over his title to Sadie who now solo hosted the show. She wanted to make the show as entertaining as possible, so she hired other you inspired individuals that care deeply about the radio business as much as she did. Sure she still worked for a big company but she had enough power to get a young aspiring musician named Saoirse a job at the station as a cleaner. Sure it was not a glamor’s job for a young musician but it still got her close to where her music might be played one day.

Being so focused on her career she realized she did not have much of a social life. Her only friends are work friends and the occasional random person on the street that recognizes her voice. She spends most of her days preparing for the next show or playing with her collections of old CB radios. So now she is single, living alone and turning 30 this year, but at least she has her dream job.

Conn is a thin guy, standing at about 5’ 11” but weighing only 146 pounds. Luckily for him, his brother pays for a gym membership, so he’s managed to stay in slightly-above-average shape, with a bit of muscle. Most of his height is in his torso, and he has long arms. He has two tattoos. There’s a barcode on his left shoulder and his hometown area code (563) on the underside of his left forearm.

Conn’s hair is dark brown and perpetually messy. His eyes are pale-green and perhaps best described as “Observant”. His face is lean and hard. He’s got a light stubble. He’s been told that he smiles like he doesn’t know how, showing a crooked, lopsided grin. Typically, he wears more casual clothes. The nicest thing he own is a horrifically wrinkled white-button up and khaki slacks with holes in them.

Connor “Conn” McReynolds

Male

27

Chef

WIP

Conn was born in a small town in Eastern Iowa, near the Mississippi River. His mother was a maid, and his father a truck driver. He was Middle-Class, he supposed. Though, he very rarely saw his father.

Conn was, from an early age, of significantly above-average intelligence. He breezed through elementary and middle school without breaking a sweat, but he hit a bit of a roadblock in high school. Though he maintained a perfect GPA, he no longer enjoyed it. His motivation was completely gone. The only reason he stayed in school at all is because of his parent’s insistence.

He graduated as co-valedictorian. He got more than a few scholarship offers, but the only full-ride scholarship was to the University of Seattle. His parents urged him to go, and he did, living in nearby Baltham because it was cheaper than Seattle. He studied there for about a year and half before dropping out, giving up his scholarship in the process. His parents were furious, and they promised to break off all contact if he didn’t enroll again. He didn’t, and they followed through with their promise.

Stuck in Baltham with no money, no family, and no job, things were not looking good for Conn. Luckily, he managed to get a job doing something he actually enjoyed, cooking. He never went to culinary school, but he found that bars were more than willing to take college dropouts like himself. He was twenty-four years old. Soon after he got the job, he reconciled with his brother, who now occasionally visits him. There, he’s worked for three years, and he’s completely satisfied with his life. His best friend is a fellow dropout, he makes slightly above minimum wage, and he’s a bit of a stoner, but he’s happy.