Graciela Miranda Wright | nickname: Grace, G

30

Transgender

Heterosexual

Selfish Swan

Grace can spend her whole day in front of the mirror if she wants to, experimenting with make-up and different outfits that she finds herself beautiful in. She's not afraid to speak her mind about something she's not agreeing to, and is most specially not afraid to break her acrylic nails while punching your face. Since the latter part is kind of unwoman-like, she exudes all her pent-up emotions through her photo-shoots and modeling on the runway. Though fierce, Grace is a total sweetheart and will only treat others on how they treat her back, save for the fact that she always thinks she's better and better looking than some.

✓ Big, strong men
✓ Sweets
✓ Mukbangs
✓ Parties

✗ Hot weather/temperature
✗ Homophobes
✗ Sports in general
✗ Raisins

Grace is half-American, half-Filipina. She has a heart tattoo on her butt that she got with her friends when she was drunk years ago.

Graciela Miranda Wright's family were on their way to America when a sudden storm wrecked the airplane they were riding. Grace, her mother Regine, and older brother Maxim were few of the lucky survivors but there were still many dead, and more missing. Norman, Grace's father, was one of the people whose body was never found despite countless days of the authorities searching. Grace's relatives in America took the family in and helped raised them.

Even at an early age, Grace, then George, knew that there was something wrong about her but just don't know what it was. It didn't help when she wasn't good-looking back when she was a child. She still remembered the time when she tried to give flowers to a girl in a playground only for said girl to look at Grace then from head to toe, gave her that sneering look, and flicked her hair as she coldly laughed with her friends. From that point on, Grace vowed one day that she will be more beautiful than these women and show them who's boss.

Grace found inspiration from the beauty magazines she read while waiting for her mom at salons. When her mom was at work, she used to experiment with Regine's make-up and put on her dresses while admiring herself at the mirror. Regine caught Grace red-handed with lipstick all over Grace's lips while wearing her mother's summer dress. Grace remembered how her mother tenderly laughed and taught her how to properly put on a lipstick. At that point, she has never felt more beautiful.

From then on, Grace would cross-dress and was often sent to the principal's office during her highschool years for "wearing and acting indecent", along with the constant bullying from others. Nevertheless, Grace found loyal friends and graduated high school through hardwork and support from her family. Even while attending school, Grace worked at the sides to save money for her mom and for herself. She continued to work until she finally had enough to afford sex-change operations and feminization treatments to realize her dream of becoming a true woman.

She loved to post selfies of herself and her OOTDs which garnered the attention of several model scouts that earned her a gateway through the world of modeling. Of course, life isn't full of buterflies and rainbows; Grace got rejected in almost all the modeling agencies she went to when she told them she was trans. So when one agency accepted her, Grace worked hard day and night to prove that she rightfully belongs in this industry. As of now she's a full-time model, having appeared in many fashion magazines, walked many runways, even being an extra in a movie or two.

When she got the invitation of being reunited with her classmates back at Rising Sun Elementary School, Grace had second thoughts of wanting to go as she didn't know how they might take it in that their classmate named 'George' goes by 'Graciela' now. After much thinking, Grace finally decided to go for Ms. Deville's sake. Besides, Grace thought it would be very interesting and exciting to see how they'll react when they see her.

Edvvard "Eddie" Erikson

30

Male

Straight

Logical Loser

Eddie is usually the calm, cool, collected, logical thinker type that tries finding the easiest solution. When not joking around with others, he usually has his nose in a book of some sort.

Reading, building, drawing plans, basically anything that helps with his inventing.

Likes: Bacon, women, comedies, games, TV.
Dislikes: Bullies, criminals, superheroes, when people have their car speakers blaring loud enough you can hear them clearly from at least a block away.

Eddie came to the class a bit later than the rest. With his strong accent, he was teased a lot. One day, however, while talking to a neighborhood girl, he began making her laugh with a mixture of his accent and selected jokes. He brought these to school and managed to turn a couple of his classmates into friends and get many of the rest to stop teasing him as much. Of course, there were still kids who called him Edward instead of Edvvard but there were always people like that. No matter how much he hated it, that would continue to be a fact. Once he graduated, he found his little neighborhood girl again, only to lose her to a traffic accident a few years later. He teetered on the edge of alcoholism but recognized what was going on before it consumed him. He never quit drinking but he did stop himself from becoming an alcoholic.

The day he got his invitation was a curious day. He had just gotten a promotion at his day job, computer repair man, and was getting ready for another great show at the local bar that night. While driving home, however, he came close to hitting a kid who was running across the highway, had nearly rear-ended a semi, had nearly merged into a motorcycle, it was just a horrible drive home, though better than his drive to work when he had nearly hit a deer, a raccoon, and a possum and had almost ran into a school bus.

The trip to the party was much better. Since he didn't move too far away it was a short hour's drive or so. It was a bit hard trying to find the house from memory but he eventually made it. He just wondered what everyone else was like.

Harvey Colton Lee the Third; Practically everyone calls him Harry though

32

Male

Heterosexual

Hesitating Husband

If one met Harry out in the world with no prior knowledge of who he was the first thought that'd possibly come to mind is that he is a meek mild-mannered chump. That is because he has no confidence in himself whatsoever. Despite this, he has a severe case of the workaholic bug. Once he is given a task, there is no limit to what he may do (as long as it isn't breaking the law) to complete the task. He is also a devoted man and will stick by his beliefs and those he cares for even to his detriment at times. But unless you are told this or witness him on the job, it is likely you'd never know.

Work
Work
Work
Seriously he actually loves his job and would absolutely hate giving it up
He does have an interest in giving to the community and occasionally takes a pro bono case once in a while

+ His Uncle
+ Jazz
+ Being in the Courtroom(He feels more like the real him when there)
+ Pro Bono cases(He likes helping the less fortunate and they tend to be better people)
+ Lemon meringue pie(A common gift he receives for doing Pro Bono cases)

- His Father
- Rap
- The Realworld Villains
- Wasted Time/Potential
- Corrupt Officers/Judges/Lawyers/Politicians

Has a very strained relationship with his Father
Takes care of/supports his Uncle

Harry is the first son of Harvey and Amira Colton. As such he received his father's name and was expected to walk in the direct footsteps of his father. From the moment Harry first opened his eyes to the world three sets of eyes were always watching and caring for him. Those were of his mother, his older sister, and rather than his father, Harry's uncle, seemed to care more about the boy. To clarify there was no scandalous reasoning to this. It's just that Harvey believed he had better things to do than worry over some little tot with his name.

As Harry grew, he quickly understood this harsh reality of who his father was. A man who only cared about what society thought of him and winning anything brought before him. Harry gave his father excuses instead of the other way around. The man was one of the partners of a major law firm in the US. He had no time to take his children to the park or kiss them goodnight or read them bedtime stories. In his place though came Harry's hero. Uncle Gus was the one who watched over the tiny scamp whenever Amira was ill or had things to do. Harry desired to be the kind of man his Uncle was. The type of man who seemed to do as he pleased. A member of a local jazz band as well as a freeform artist (graffiti artist).

Unfortunately, an accident happened which caused the man to be unable to walk. He also could no longer play the saxophone because of not being able to get enough breath to play. It didn't take long for any money the man had saved up to run dry. Harry would beg his father to help Uncle Gus, but each time the man would respond by saying, "He made his choices." and nothing more. Harry couldn't understand why his father wouldn't help his own brother, but Gus, just like Harry, gave Harvey excuses as to why. From then on Harry decided he would be a better man than his father. Helping those less fortunate.

Harry wasn't the perfect kid by any means, but he sought to help those less fortunate in any way he could. Harry became attached to those he helped. Especially the girl who he'd practically went everywhere with since Rising Sun. When high school was over, Harry convinced his mom to help him escape his father as well as provide tuition for both he and his girlfriend. Harry wanted this so he could explore who he was away from the overbearing presence of Harvey. At first the young man wanted to see if there was something for him other than law, but eventually, younger Harvey decided on attending Emory Law School. He hadn't expected it, but he fell in love with the world inside the courtroom. After graduating the two took separate paths and Harry found himself back home joining his father's law firm. A few years later, and Harry's first as well as only girlfriend rejoined his life. One thing led to another, and suddenly the two were engaged. It was almost as if they had picked up right where they had left off and Harry just went along for the ride.

Benjamin Cain Marks

35

Male

Bisexual

Shy Stalker

Quiet would be Benjamin's way unless he feels there is something that is important to say. A man who chooses his words very carefully he has been characterized as methodical in many instances. Some would say that Benjamin comes off as cold or uninterested, maybe even snooty as if he feels he is better than you. In reality even though he passed by it long ago Benjamin is in many ways still shy. This coupled with the fact that he has a rather grim view of the world and a deep bitterness, most do not see the kind man within. At his core he is fundamentally a kind soul but one who is dealing with demons of his past. He finds small victories in helping others, but he prefers those victories to be personal so no one ever realizes just how much he cares. An while he wants to be more in the eye's of one he loves, he accepts the facts he may never be the man he wants to be.

Solving Puzzles
Strategy Games
Playing Guitar (Acoustic)
Reading
Investigating Conspiracy Theories

↑ Instrumental music
↑ Mysteries
↑ Horror movies
↑ Jigsaw puzzles
↑ Solitude

↓ Dreamers
↓ Dishonesty
↓ Close minded people
↓ Drunk people
↓ Ignorance

Benjamin enjoys Philosophical conversations even though most people he has them with in his opinion are about as philosophical as Genghis Kahn was docile. Much of his views in life is based off one philosopher or another and more often than not will relate a life event to something philosophical, even to an annoying extent.

The culmination of ones life is not based from the way they came into the world but from the way they leave it. These words always even at a young age brought comfort to Benjamin especially for a boy that was born into a world of solitude. Not many know of his family life, he never talked about them and even more so most just thought he was some orphan who had no family and he felt ashamed about it. Truth is stranger than fiction and in Benjamin's case he had a great family. A loving father and a loving mother and in the end he couldn't have been farther from their arms. It was not that he didn't love them in own way it was that he could never truly show it. Benjamin was shy, almost a debilitation in some forms of explanation. He never talked, to anyone, and it was this that kept him distanced from even his mother and father.

In some ways this is probably what lead him down the road it did, down the road to becoming what most people would have considered a creep. Even from a young age Benjamin found a unique way to look at the world, and that view was that in this life there is no true happiness. This point of view was often reinforced time and time again when he was ostracized for never talking and being forced to therapy to solve something that had no way of being solved. His parents never understood, probably because they were in all respects the perfect couple since their high school days. Prom queen, prom king, loved by all and as social as a butterflies through and through. They had no idea how to help Benjamin and in turn they pushed him away in the end only furthering his pessimistic view of life.

This is what lead him to his current life save many untold memories of starting his own Detective Agency. What does one do when they can't talk and their parents push them away? They bury themselves in books and find odd ways of satisfying their misplaced needs. Benjamin had two, one was an obsession that nearly consumed his life nearly driving him mad and the second was puzzles, mysteries, things that had no clear solve to them. These things fascinated him to no end and these things took the toll off his troubled mind. Over thirteen years Benjamin has lead the life of a Private Detective, solving the mysteries that people presented to him, crossed lovers, missing people, betrayal, conspiracies against fellow man. One might say he had seen it all being in such a line of work. However...

When the invitation arrived on his desk for a class reunion it was obvious he had not seen it all just yet. To say he was one step from tossing the thing the moment he read it was an understatement. He did not relish those old days, the days where he could not speak and he was the silent third wheel to all his classmates. But he could not deny that his teacher, the one who sent the invitation had made his life a lot less hellish in those days. She had been the kindest person to him back than and he felt that he at least owed her enough to show up if nothing else than for her. So he dropped his cases for a couple days or so and took a trip down memory lane back to his childhood haunts. Although in the back of his mind there was another reason, or rather another person that drew him there besides Mrs. Deville. A person whom he had tried to convince himself many times played no part in his life anymore. But like he has said many times to many people, truth is often stranger than fiction.