[OOC] CANCELLED.

[LovelyComplex]

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[Grimoire Gaming]

^{@vikluvslemons @Avanhelsing @Exit @Syn @Queentze @Klaykid @Fabricant451 @SgtEasy @Kitty @Bee @Emma @melissahart @Dirty Pretty Lies @Filthy Mudblood @Altered Tundra}

Please see the comments associated with your character(s) names and make the appropriate edits, but otherwise, you have all been:

Naomi Riley Valencia: There is a mistake in the history section - it says "Unholy Trinity", instead of HOT. The Unholy Trinity was the original name for the group years and years ago, please edit it to say HOT.
Nathan Wagner: Quote from history section: "After they returned, Nate calisthenics the attention of his grandfather." We believe calisthenics might be the wrong word here? We weren't sure what this meant. Additionally, The Elite should always be singular, it is never "The Elites".
Johndel "Jay" Sterling: Could you please add that he is a junior up in the top section of the sheet. We sometimes use those things as quick references for making lists. Also, as said above, it is always "The Elite" never "The Elites". And a fun side note, he actually looks like he could be related to the Sterling characters that Jordan and I are playing - I'm sure a lot of students will just assume that they are.
Grayson "Dick" Wells: Looks good, my dude.
Kayleb Carson: How did a 17 year old get 5 tattoos? Did he get them illegally - or by a friend or a family member? Also - with the two straws thing - how does he drink juice boxes? :P
Isaac Michael Woods: What a lad this guy is. Love him!
Hana Park: You good, fab. You good.
Park Sang Woo: Please read the rules! You didn't answer the 3 questions, but you did list your favorite food. Be sure to read the information on the BHHS help page and OOC before posting.
Jospehine Claire Erickson: Accepted ~ Make Audrey proud!
The Townsend Twins: Both look good!
Pippa Donovan: Nice house. The blank in history seems like you are looking for a bff for her. I believe Lovely is talking with you about getting that arranged! Let us know if you need anything else.
Parker Ashford: "Welcome to Henry’s harem, friend. Enjoy ur grape juice." - Jordan
Savannah Jane Matthews: DECLINED B/C U DONT LIKE CHERRY CANDIES U ANIMAL. Just kidding, accepted. :3
Shauna Flynn: Is she gonna come to her mother’s AWE hall of fame induction ceremony? She can bring a date; they’ll serve minors alcohol.
Martha Colette Radley: Welcome, sister!
Soleil Amaranthe Jameson: Ayyyy lmao ur a lad now, girl. Wait a second… that ain’t right...
Dante Sterling Mossos-Duclrec: You're good kid. Maybe not a good kid, but, good, kid.
Ariana Song: "Welcome to Henry’s harem, friendo. Enjoy the Mario merch he showers you with." - Jordan
Delilah Mockridge: The GM team made sad faces on her behalf for the eating disorder, but accepted.
Min-seo: "Welcome to Henry’s harem, friend. Enjoy your free food and shield from Hailey’s awfulness. And probably headpats, sorry. Better hope he dont find that midriff, dude. And probably duck merch for christmas." - Jordan
Andrea Jacqueline Banks: Good to go, sour candy.

After you have made the suggested changes above, please post your character(s) directly in the character tab (no need to double confirm acceptance!). Please post all of your characters in the SAME character tab post - the single post can be edited to add more characters if you come up with them. See the GM team's character posts as examples.

If we have missed any character sheet submissions in the above list, please let us know. At this time, I believe we have reviewed and applied to all!

~GM Silent

[AlteredTundra]

Waiting for the IC like

[Fabricant451]

I'm probably gonna add theme songs to the other three characters. And maybe do some additions to Parker's since I feel I can make it a bit better.

Other than that tho wooooooo.

I worry for Min-seo's future.

[Hey Im Jordan]

I'm probably gonna add theme songs to the other three characters. And maybe do some additions to Parker's since I feel I can make it a bit better.

Other than that tho wooooooo.

I worry for Min-seo's future.

@Fabricant451

Why do you worry? Henry is going to take excellent care of her.

[Fabricant451]

<Snipped quote by Fabricant451>

Why do you worry? Henry is going to take excellent care of her.

@Universorum

Four years is a long time.

[Hey Im Jordan]

@Fabricant451She has to hide midriff stuff for four years. GOOD LUCK.

[LovelyComplex]

HI:

Definitely use the next couple of days to discuss relations guys :)

I'd say the IC will be started soon, but I'm not going to promise that especially since I have to finish two more characters and make the rp list for you all.

Please be patient with us! (or well, me)

I think regardless if I finish Joy and Riley, the RP will probably start Wednesday/Thursday. No later than Friday!

Trust me, I'd rather write IC than my sheets, but I want to play these characters, so it must be done.

I can't wait to start everything with you. And if you still haven't joined us, here is our discord link: discord.gg/RDj267S

Jordan (Universorum) will give you permission to the BHHS sub-chat.

[World Traveler]

@Lovely Complex

Before I tackle my character idea I wanted to see if it fit in your mind for this role play. I would like to possibly play a character who is blind and has a seeing eye dog. Would this be allowed?

[LovelyComplex]

@World Traveler of course that's allowed. I actually would really love that idea. Not enough writers do things like that. It'll build on the diversity.

[World Traveler]

@World Traveler of course that's allowed. I actually would really love that idea. Not enough writers do things like that. It'll build on the diversity.

@Lovely Complex

Fantastic. I will get started tomorrow and hopefully have my character up and going by Tuesday night.

[LovelyComplex]

@World Traveler Coolio. My goal is to get my last two characters done by Wednesday (pray for minimal distractions and smooth work days).

Don't feel obligated to rush, though. We're a pretty chill team I'd like to think. Well, unless it's me living my everyday life outside the guild, then I have no chill.

[Exit]

Johndel "Jay" Sterling: Could you please add that he is a junior up in the top section of the sheet. We sometimes use those things as quick references for making lists. Also, as said above, it is always "The Elite" never "The Elites". And a fun side note, he actually looks like he could be related to the Sterling characters that Jordan and I are playing - I'm sure a lot of students will just assume that they are.

@Silent Observer

I'll get right on those edits. Working on a second character as well. Was simply planning on pushing his sisters age up and get her in as a freshman. Should have that within the next couple days before we officially start?

And yeah about that last name lol. Should make for some fun confusing times. I was about to change it when I realized but then students have the same last names all the time. Sometimes look related too.

[Hero]

-redacted-

[AlteredTundra]

@Hero Naddie my bae!!!

[Avanhelsing]

Character Number 2

J.J Stone

Stranger in a Strange Land

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_{Joshua Jeremiah Stone}

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"Ya'll Just need to Take a Breath and Look Around you"

"I have been a stranger in a strange land."
Exodus 2:22

| | N I C K N A M E (S) | |

• J.J -He usually introduces himself that way when he meets someone new.
• Josh- Only his Mother calls him that.

| | A G E | |

16, June 3rd

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Male

| | S E X U A L I T Y | |

Homosexual but in the closet due to family pressure

| | R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S | |

Recently Single after the Move

| | O C C U P A T I O N | |

He is currently looking for some reason to get out of the house. It could be scooping Ice Cream for all he cares.

| | C L A S S I F I C A T I O N | |

Sophomore Transfer Student this year

| | R O L E | |

Floater- He's generally well liked but doesn't really fit anywhere. For now at least. He's trying to eventually become a Jock if he can get onto the football team.

| | I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E | |

J.J Stone is a rather tall young man standing at six feet one inches tall. He most certainly looks the part of a high school corner back. J.J always has a smile on his face. It is one of his best traits. It is the kind of 'Aww Shucks 'smile that could melt hearts or light up a room. J.J is not crazily obsessed with how he looks but keeps his physique by running almost every day. His daily regiment for his football training keeps him trim and in shape despite his love of eating. The oddest piece of clothing he owns is hat. The simple black felt ten-gallon hat is his most prized possession and he wears it whenever he can. The hat is rather drab looking and appears to be older than J.J yet he still loves this hat. It is not odd to see J.J walking down the hall with his hat on. It is just a part of him as much as his often-messy blonde hair.

J.J is not the obsessed with how he looks but does try and at least attempt to appear like he is put together wherever he goes. He is not exactly wearing Gucci or anything expensive like that. He is a simple guy with simple tastes.

For The Guys and The Ladies times Two

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| | H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S | |

• Still speaks like he is down home in Texas- He uses Ya'll and ain't as if they are perfectly common words and his accent sounds like he is fresh off the boat from Deep in the Heart of Texas.
• Unafraid to throw a punch: J.J never backs down from a challenge. His birth father taught him to never show weakness even if it means he gets turned into mulch by the other guy. At least he would not lose face for running away from a fight. He's not exactly trained but he definitely can hold his own in a fight. His father taught him a good deal about how to fight before he died.
• When he is anxious, J.J taps his foot against the ground or shakes his leg.
• Tends to swear a lot when he is angry but he never uses real swear words. "Dang nab it" is not a real swear word.
• J.J always tries to find the best in everyone that he meets. In his heart he tries to believe that everyone around him is naturally good until they prove him wrong. He is usually proven wrong with his assumptions.

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J.J wants more than anything to be someone. J.J has a deep seat need for people to know who he is and never forget his face. All his life, people have just seen a hick and J.J wants more than that. Everyone has an image as to who J.J is but he wants to prove them wrong more than anything. J.J Stone is going to be someone if it is the last thing he does.
His short term goal is to graduate high school and get away from this whole strange world. No one cares about him here and everything he wants is in Texas. There is nothing for him in Beverly Hills.
His long term goal is to own his ranch and retire young with boatloads of cash. That is all he wants in the world right now. His plan to get this ranch is to open his own investment firm since he seems to have a knack for stocks despite his weakness with his English Classes.

| | L I K E S | |

• Techno music- No real reason here, he just likes the beat.
• Horses- He's always liked horses since they always seem like noble creatures. There are not exactly herds of horses running down the center of Sunset Boulevard and thus he likes them from afar.
• Dogs- He may not have so many friends but he does seem to get along well with dogs.
• Yoga- Yes the tough Texan does Yoga. His mother was a yoga instructor and she taught her son the art of yoga. He would never tell anyone that he likes the activity since that would ruin his image. Still, it is something that he likes to do to calm himself down.
• Rain- No profound reason for this. He just likes the rain and it is quite rare in LA.
• Eating new foods: J.J is quite the foodie even though he can't cook water without burning it. That doesn't mean he can't enjoy eating new foods.
• Fishing: He was never very good at hunting but fishing was just something he liked to do. It was not as tramatic

| | D I S L I K E S | |

• Snobs- People have been looking down their noses at J.J his entire life as white trash. Now he utterly despises people like that and he has a chip on his shoulder towards people like that . J.J learned that not everyone is like that so he tries to find the best in the people he meets. In some people it seems that
• His Stepfather- Pierce Andrew Prewitt the Third , Or as J.J. calls him "The High King of Snobbery" , is the very picture of everything that J.J hates. In J.J's eyes, he is an elitist prick who only married his mother for her looks and nothing else. Now if he finally talked to the man, he might not feel the same way but for now he is just the monster who dragged him away from the only home that he had ever known.
• Extreme Shows of Wealth- He doesn't own a watch worth more than most people's houses or shoes more than most people's cars. Money has it's purposes and J.J hates spending money just because he can.
• Designer Clothing- His entire wardrobe costs about 200 dollars even though his mother married into money. J.J only wears designer clothes when he has to. Most of the time he wears cheap t-shirts and jeans. He only wears designer clothes in places his t-shirts would stick out. He looks good wearing expensive clothes but he almost never wears anything other than flannel, t-shirts, and his jeans.
• Bullies- No one has the right to push other people around and does everything possible to help the little guy.

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Thalassophobia- He is terrified of the deep ocean. There are no bodies of water like that in Texas.
Acrophobia- He is more afraid of roller coasters more than other heights. Not exactly debilitating but he still gets the shakes.
Coulrophobia- He saw IT when he was young and it scared him silly.

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Joshua Jerimiah Stone was never the most normal kid in the school. He always seems to be in his own little world and never truly feels like he belongs. His whole life has been one of constant opposites

J.J was born in the tiny town of West, Texas just outside of Dallas. His parents Doug and Erika Stone, were high school sweethearts and did as teenagers did when they were alone. After a night of passion, Erika got pregnant with J.J. Instead of running away, Doug chose to stay with his girlfriend giving up on his dreams of playing college football to raise his son. The little family was not typically normal since they always to have just enough money to get by. It was odd because Doug had no discernable source of income such as a job, yet they still had the money. It never truly bothered J.J since he was so young back then. J.J remembered his parents arguing about how he needed to stop doing “It “and J.J never learned what it was. It seemed rather important for his mother that his father quit whatever it was he did to make money. They were never wealthy, but they never owned four cars. The family lived in a relatively simple little house, but it was a home. The family lived in relative quiet while J.J was growing up. He never wanted for anything that he truly needed. The entire time he was growing up, his father would take him into their tiny back yard, so they could practice football. J.J was never any good at running the ball, but he seemed to inherit his father’s skill with defense. His father wanted his son to follow in his footsteps since he no longer could follow his dreams of playing for the Dallas Cowboys. His son would take up that dream. Doug enrolled his son in football when he was seven because “football and oil was in his blood” as his father told him that first day. J.J was a natural Cornerback just like his father had been when he was younger. J.J had the quick feet and the quick thinking required to read the field.

J.J’s young life was a happy one. His parents taught him many different lessons. His father taught him how to throw a punch like a good Texan and never to back down from a challenge. There were yoga lessons from his mother and then fishing with his father. Everything was just perfect until J.J turned 11 and his father did not come home one from whatever he did for money. That was when everything came into the light. J.J learned that his perfect father had been running drugs for a local drug cartel and had run afoul of the cartel. So, they had him disappear for stealing from them. His mother seemed frightened enough of whoever her husband had angered that she packed J.J up and fled to Dallas without warning. The move had been a jarring one, but it was only a couple miles into the city. J.J had to adjust to living in a concrete jungle as opposed to the grasslands he was used to. Since he was generally quick to adjust to changes, this was no different for J.J. The loss of his father weighed hard on the young man but he eventually got through it using his love of football.

By the time he was in high school, J.J felt like he belonged in Dallas. His mother was running her own small yoga studio and J.J was doing relatively well for the local Football team. He was gearing up to try and get a scholarship to the University of Texas since that had been his father’s dream. Then everything went south quickly. During one of her yoga classes, Erika got noticed by a rich banker on a trip. Pierce Prewitt decided that she was going to be wife number three after all his divorces. After a whirlwind romance of only three months, the pair decided that they should get married. J.J hated his mother for remarrying though he didn’t exactly understand why she had done it. As soon as the sham of the a wedding was over, Prewitt declared that he was taking them both to Beverly Hills with him. J.J believed his mother had told Prewitt that he had to bring her son with them. Now for the second time in his life, J.J Stone was moved in the middle of the school year to a place he barely understands. The people act all kinds of strange and most of them are the very people that he hates the most. The only thing that makes sense to him is the football team and even then, it seems confusing. Now all J.J wants is to be free of this school and get back to Texas and where he belongs. Still it does seem that some people who are decent in this area. J.J just wants to find some of those people to attempt to make some friends. One thing he knows is that he hates the Popular Girls of the school. There is something just plain evil about them and even J.J refuses to talk to them.

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• Eventually wants to join the Football team like he did back home and to make his father proud. His preferred position is linebacker or some other defensive position.

| | B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S | |

| B E S T |
Math
Economics
| W O R S T |
English

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I also like to eat Steamed Crabs cause I am a lunatic and the eyes do not bother me.

the Answers PART 2

1) What was the original mean girls called before the HOT girls came to be?
Read the quote at the bottom, what does H.O.T. stand for?

They were originally named The Unholy Trinity. Since that is not the nicest name in the world they changed it to H.O.T. It is not how they look but instead it is an acronym for all of their names. "The universe likes to joke so their names spell out: HOT. Ha. "

2) What is the Candies' true purpose? And who leads this generation of Candies?
The Candies are all about that sisterly love.
"Once she saw it work, the Candies’s true purpose was clear for everyone, not just Belle. The Candies are an organization of love! The foundation was built with sisterly love, and bonds were formed talking about crushes and who each of the girls loved. It took a while, but Belle paired off all of her friends and formed a sisterhood of best friends, who would be with each other until the end."

The current leader is Ophelia who is the niece of the original founder Belle Lyon.

"Though her niece, Ophelia, has yet to fully grasp what the Candies are really about, Belle is very proud of her for wanting to build her own Candyland! Having best friends is, after all, one of the most important parts of being a teenager — especially as a girl."

3) Last but not least, who led the original Elite? And how many boys started off in it?
Bryant O’Connor was "El Jefe " according to a stoner who knew things.

The entire group was:
Bryant O’Connor, Erick/Ender Anderson, Wolfe Kingsley, Leon Brycen, and Bartimaeus Locke

The current head is O'Connor's son Damian.

Color is 1a7b30
And the Face Claim Is Lucas Mitchell

[SgtEasy]

Hello hello, made the changes :) I hope it's up to scratch and Joo #2 is here :DD

Park Sang Woo

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| | N I C K N A M E | |

Lil Chubby

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15, 8^th January 2037

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Male

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Hetereosexual

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A single pringle

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Unemployed

| | C L A S S I F I C A T I O N | |

Freshman

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Loner Jock (hopefully not for long)

| | I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E | |

There are several first impressions you could make of Park. Shy, hesitant and reproachful. He carries a warm, pleasant air around him but he seems to hesitate behind every action he makes. He is not entirely confident in himself which shows quite obviously in his appearance. He has a young, boyish-looking face but with little baby fat, a trait he got from his ruthless exercise routines. He has a small rectangular space on his eyebrow where it looks like it was shaved off. Instead, this comes from him flicking his eyebrow way too much out of habit. He stands at 5" 10', quite tall for a 15 year old but necessary due to his fencing lifestyle. He has lithe, toned muscles and is quite a lean teenager having little interest in junk food or any sort of fattening meals. He dresses conservatively, a simple jacket or coat with jeans is enough for his outwardly appearance. He isn't the most socially adept person in the world so he wouldn't dress like he was looking for attention. And that's the problem, he hasn't made much of a name for himself due to his tendency to blend into the background. Despite anything he does, he tends to blend with the wall despite any attempt to not do otherwise. Combined with his thick accent, bare understanding of the English language and shyness around strangers, one would wonder how he could possibly survive high school. The boy honestly just wants friends and a fencing club, not much drama at all.

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[ H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S

• Has a tendency to both ramble and go into long bouts of silence
• Smiles at people when greeting them, no matter what
• Apologises way too much
• Quickly gets lost in new places
• Flicks his eyebrow in thought
• Complete and utter focus when doing what he deems "interesting tasks"
• Can speak fluent, albeit accented, Spanish

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"Um, dreams are a big thing aren't they? I haven't really thought that far ahead yet but if I did have a dream, it would be getting into the olympics just like Uncle! Except not in taekwondo, I'm not crazy. I want to fence epeé for as long as humanly possible, even when I get old and decrepit like Uncle. Holding a sword in my hand, the rush of adrenaline as soon as the "allez!" is called, there's nothing quite like it. Parry, riposte, lunge, duck, weave, there's so many things that I could improve on. It's like a never ending journey and if I ever do get that gold medal, I don't think I'd be satisfied with just one. I want to beat Uncle's total at least until that day I get completely outclassed by a young'un like I was! Oh, am I rambling? I talk a lot about fencing, don't I? I'm really sorry!"

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• Fencing
• Endurance training
• Olympic lifts
• Living with Uncle Joo
• Reading
• Listening to music
• Singing
• Drawing
• The library

| | D I S L I K E S | |

• Bullies
• Mean people
• Getting teased by his uncle
• His incomplete understanding of English
• The common awkward situations he gets into
• Living with his parents
• Being socially stunted

| | F E A R S | |

• Being a complete loner at high school
• His awkward streak getting in the way of gaining friends
• Insects
• Disappointing his parents in South Korea
• Coming back a failure

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H I S T O R Y

Park was born into existence. That's pretty much it. Some might question whether the nephew of an Olympian and the son of two hardworking (and rich) businessmen could have such a boring birth. But it was. It was average, it lasted an average amount of time, there were no complications and he was born at an average weight. He was a little taller, sure, but it didn't detract by how boring his life started. His childhood was quite uneventful as well. He didn't see much of his parents from the age of 5, his mother going back to full working hours. They left their little apartment in Seoul at 5 am and came back at 12am, often tired after a long day of meetings, calls or whatever they were doing. The little boy often didn't see his parents and would communicate through notes on the fridge. He had to learn how to cook, clean the apartment, do the dishes, wash clothes and other such menial tasks otherwise his parents would be very disappointed. He didn't want to disappoint them after all, what if they went away for longer than they do now? That wouldn't do. They'd be tired for longer and wouldn't be able to see him. It was like they didn't want him in their lives so if he disappointed them, they'd really not want him. He was, after all, quite an average child. Nothing special, nothing new. Just someone to continue the family name.

There was one day in his early life where both of his parents came home early. It was the worst day of Park's life. "Hello." the stranger said, walking into the apartment "How are you son?"

Who was this man, standing in the doorway? Who was he? why was he standing with his mother? He tilted his head, a blank expression on his face. He wasn't sure who this man was. The stranger reached his arms out, as if beckoning for a hug. "Mama said I shouldn't hug strangers." Park quoted, tilting his head even further. The stranger's face drooped, his lips starting to curl downwards. Wait. He didn't want this. He didn't want the stranger to cry. He didn't like people crying, it's how they leave you right? He didn't want the person to leave. He took hesitant steps towards the stranger before slowly wrapping his arms around the man. The stranger placed his chin on his shoulder and whispered "Don't worry Park, papa'll be here for you." Unsurprisingly, he wasn't. That's the end of that story.

The consequences of this early loneliness still affect Park today. It contributed to his overall awkwardness and lack of self-esteem although this would improve over time. It also built up his fear for disappointing his already detached parents, despite his independence streak from them. It restricts him from doing anything too dangerous, too daring in case his parents somehow finds out (even if there's no chance of them doing so). He also became subconsciously distrusting of any promises made to him, unless it's from someone who he really trusted. Whenever someone would ask about his parents, he'd always say that "They're normal and busy people, all that's to it I'm afraid."

Park wasn't put into normal school but instead was tutored by a number of different people. To an emotionally and socially stunted individual, this overwhelmed him but he soon grew to love his new family. Everyday he had multiple visiting tutors and a set time schedule. He was particularly good at his singing, maths and Spanish classes. The lonely apartment was suddenly filled with new people and it filled him with joy when they came. Especially when visited by his English teacher, Uncle Joo. They were related by blood but he could never see the connection between his hard-faced mother and his free spirited uncle. Instead of actually learning, he spent most of his english class trying to help Uncle Joo get a date with his singing and Spanish tutor, Ms. Santos. Whether by going out to the mall for some flowers, searching for good restaurants to take her or finding ways to impress her, it was always fun with his uncle. The tutors all excelled at their jobs of course - barring Uncle Joo. He had above average academics and keen mind but he needed more. At the age of 9, he decided to find some more extracurricular activities for his free time in between classes. With Uncle Joo's stolen wallet in hand, he searched the city alone to look for something to do. At that point, he was so estranged from his parents that his independence streak kicked in much earlier than usual. He had no problems with scouring the streets alone like that, even in a cold winter night.

Eventually, Park came across a dusty old staircase on a side street in downtown Seoul. Sang-young's Swords Academy. Ignoring the generic name, his interest was piqued by the name. He had heard of Park Sang-young, a gold medalist fencer who retired a decade or two back. He had seen the old newspaper article wrapped around one of Uncle Joo's "hidden" beer bottles on the top shelf of the apartment. He had climbed the countertop, getting to the bottle-shaped newspaper covered objects easily enough. He had actually distracted Uncle Joo with it, wanting to drink from it out of childlike curiosity as the elder man walked in. Joo yelled out in surprise and attempted to snatch the bottle away. Instead, Park let the bottle get smacked and it broke against a nearby drawer. Shocked, his uncle proceeded to try and clean the mess. In the process, the young boy grabbed the wallet out of his uncle's back pocket and politely left his uncle to worry about his parents coming home.

Anyhow, Park walked up the staircase, wrapped up in a furry parka. He opened the door, letting the cold air swirl into the opened room. Well, it was more of a gym hall. There were metal strips running lengthwise down the gym, with multiple wires running along the strips (later to be known to him as "pistes"). A total of six of these pistes were present but only two were being used, one person at opposing sides. There were two other people resting on the benches, gazes focused on the duellers even as sweat gathered on their brow.The sound of metal clashing metal filled his ears, the loud beeping noise when a touch happened made him startle in surprise. As any 21^st century kid, he spent much of his time on the internet, browsing through videos. Fencing compilations had him both confused and transfixed to the screen. It was fascinating, seeing all this in real life. The flexible weapons, the bouncing feet, the darkness of their masks, everything just oozed cool to him. In these first few seconds, it was like he was under a spell. This was broken a few seconds later by a rough voice, from a greying man in the corner near the door, someone who went completely unnoticed by him. "Mah mah, you're letting all the air in, get inside or get out, dang kid." The grumbling and obvious displeasure made him kickstart into action, closing the door and entering inside.

Park put his hood down and started to stare at the grumbling stranger. He had greying hair on the top of his head but no bald spot. What was no doubt a previously handsome face was wrinkled with age, a stubble covering the lower half. He wore a black sweater and fitting dark jeans. Dark eyes peered at him back and it was at that moment he realised he was staring. "Kid, you gonna pay for lessons or are you just gonna stand there and look at me?" The young boy started bumbling. He didn't particularly want to spend his uncle's money. He just... well what the heck. He was here and his uncle was fairly rich, he was tutoring him to get to know his nephew better. There's his little independent streak once more. He nodded once, still fairly shy in the presence of who is supposedly the great Sang-young. The former olympian looked at him with analytical eyes, as if searching for something. Waiting in anticipation, he waited for the grandmaster to speak. After an agonisingly slow few seconds, the grandmaster spoke with that grumpy voice of his. "Never mind, you're too short. Come back in a few years kiddo."

The boy opened and closed his mouth like a yapping fish. He was a paying customer, wasn't he? Why couldn't he get in? Was it actually his height or did he annoy the man too much? What's going on? Is he really that old and decrepit? A young, distinctly confident female voice called from the other side of the hall. "Stop bullying him, ya stupid old man! Let him have the trial class like you had with all of us." Sang-young's face turned into one of irritation. The elder began grumbling under his breath before standing up, showing his height. He wasn't all that tall at 5' 7" but was lithe, toned muscles showing through the fitting jeans he wore. Sharp eyes stared down at Park before he was kicked in the shin. "Mah, Soo's got yer back. She's a pain to deal with, nag nag nag.. Come on kid, let's fence."

And as they say, the rest was history. His uncle was severely disappointed at the amount of money he lost because of his escapade but was happy the boy was being outgoing and exercising. It would be a difficult first year for him, Park struggled with fencing due to his lack of height but as he grew older, his sudden active lifestyle helped him grow. The weight of the sword was also a problem but was quickly overcome by how frequently he trained. He would come to the hall three days a week for the first half of the first year before moving on to five days a week. Then he went multiple sessions a day, one morning and one night. He took to fencing like bees to honey, immersing himself in the way of the sword. Epeé was his preferred style, he wasn't much of a sabreur or foilist. The slow, methodical style of the longest weapon appealed to him the most. Once he reached the age of 13, he was allowed to do more intense training camp such as light olympic lifts, HIIT sprints, long runs, etc. With lots of free time between tutor classes, he could go train whenever he could and without his parents knowing about it. He never actually revealed his sport to his parents, even to this day, once again afraid of their disappointment. He also got to meet many of his own peers in the club such as Soo, a girl only one year older than him who helped him grow out of his shell a little more. He became a little less stunted afterwards, thankful for the third family he gained from the fencing club.

However, in life, good things have to end. Park's parents, once he reached 15, confronted him one day. In actual real life, not just through notes and occasional texts. They were worried he was emotionally and socially stunted, unaware of his extracurricular activity. They were going to send him off with his uncle and aunt (Joo eventually got with Ms. Santos) to an American high school, so that he could learn how to grow outside of the apartment, in a foreign land. Shocked to the core that his parents would care for him after fifteen years of not caring, he couldn't gather the willpower to disagree and show them his fencing skills. Instead, he just silently stalked back to his room, beginning to pack his bags and fencing bag. He knew they weren't going to drop him off at the airport, they had an important business meeting at his time of leave, no point in hiding his hidden sport. He said goodbye to his tutors and his friends at the fencing club, awkwardly promising to come back and visit if he could. This was all overwhelming and abrupt, he never thought he would leave Soeth Korea or even Seoul, his hometown. It shocked him and even when they went through the baggage check in the international airport, it still didn't sink in. As he sat down in his airplane seat, looking out to the beautiful night lights of Seoul, he realised. He would have to use his uncle's barebones English lessons. Aside from the English songs he learned in singing class, he barely knew anything. He groaned out loud, wishing he had downloaded English 101 on his phone.

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| | E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S | |

• Fencing - Hungarian/French style Epeé
• Singing class
• Drawing class

| | S U B J E C T S | |

B E S T
Spanish, Maths & Gym

W O R S T
English & History

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F A M I L Y
Jin Woo - Estranged Father {FC: Ahn Sung Ki}
Kim Woo - Estranged Mother {FC: Song Ji-hyo}
Joo Kyong-Park - Uncle (Second Father) {FC: G-Dragon}
Leyla Santos - Spanish tutor (Second Mother) {FC: Zoe Saldana}
Park Sang-young - Fencing teacher (Grumpy Grandfather) {FC: As himself}
Soo Ling - Friend (Best Friend) {FC: Liza Soberano}

Oh, and I love to eat Beef Gyūdon

secret bois

The IT girls and it stands for their names

The candies are an organisation of lub *puke* Belle Lyon

Bryant O'Connor and five boys (sounds like a sausage fest to me)

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It's not as long as I'd like it but whelp. I might bring Jean-Jacques in here :)

[Venus]

@SgtEasy JEANNNNNNNN 😭😭😭😭😭

[Venus]

@Klaykid I want my character Martha to be Isaac's friend 😭

[Fyre]

Marcus McClennan

The Banished Prince

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_{Marcus McClennan}

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"There are three things that matter in life: booze, blunts, and beauties - anything else and you're overthinking it. "

| | N I C K N A M E (S) | |

• Marc
• McMoney
• Manhattan

| | A G E | |

17, September 19

| | G E N D E R | |

Male

| | S E X U A L I T Y | |

Heterosexual

| | R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S | |

Single

| | O C C U P A T I O N | |

Unemployed (who needs a job when you have dad's credit card?)

| | C L A S S I F I C A T I O N | |

Junior

| | R O L E | |

Jock

| | I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E | |

Marcus stands at a modest 5'11 but always says that he's 6 feet when asked about it. He has dark blonde hair, and his eyes are light brown but seem dark green when he cries. He has an athletic build that looks like it was torn off of a magazine cover, but Marcus isn't exactly obsessive about his body. He works out maybe three times a week, and even then he gives minimal effort. Dieting? He eats cheeseburgers daily, it's his favorite meal when high, and drinks alcohol like it’s his last day on Earth. Luckily Marcus was blessed with great genetics and, along with the supernatural powers of youth, he can keep his athletic figure.

Marcus' wardrobe consists of dark jeans, tight-fitting shirts, and expensive watches; although, he usually wears whatever he can find through the haze of his morning hangover. The only two things that he never leaves the house without are a custom-made leather jacket, that conceals a flask of whichever alcohol he's into at the moment, and a silver ring engraved with the Latin words “Carpe Noctem”, meaning “seize the night”. Marcus, being the party animal that he is, uses these words of motivation as an excuse to party.

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W H O A M I ?

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| | H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S | |

• Is easy to make laugh
• Wears a silver ring on his right middle finger
• Listens to music to help him sleep
• Alcoholic
• Cold showers every morning

| | D R E A M S | |

The future is something that Marcus McClennan does not like to think about. For him it holds a lot of hard work, and hardworking is something that has never been used to describe Marcus. He prefers to live as he is now: young, carefree, and with an infinite supply of money.

Though he will never admit it, deep down Marcus dreams of one day returning to New York City. Maybe even running his father's company, if he doesn't accidentally burn it to the ground first.

| | L I K E S | |

• Cold showers
• Beautiful women - he's a sucker for pretty girls to the point that he'll try to bribe his way into their beds. Due to his lack of finesse, probably a side effect of being drunk all the time, it almost never goes well for him.
• Has a hidden passion for old music - he even has an old record player that he keeps in his room, a birthday gift from his father before their relationship soured.
• Drugs
• Alcohol

| | D I S L I K E S | |

• People who think they're above the social hierarchy - If everyone thought they were top dog, nothing but chaos and anarchy would ensue. Only the most wealthy and powerful can make up the top one percent.
• warm weather - anything above 70 degrees is too hot. One of the reasons why he dislikes Beverly Hills is its constant heat.
• losing - If it is important enough, Marcus will do whatever it takes to win and is actually a very determined person. The only problem is he rarely deems anything important enough.

| | F E A R S | |

Marcus fears the same things that most people do - pain, death, failure. Coming to terms with your own mortality is difficult to do, especially when you're a moody teenager. But the thing Marcus fears more than anything else is the thought that he is not enough. Not smart enough to run his father's company. Not cool enough to earn the approval of others. Not strong enough to be the man his parents wished he would be. Not kind enough to be the man his brother was. Rather than facing these insecurities head on, Marcus comforts himself with all the drugs and alcohol that a kid with millions of dollars can buy.

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

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| | H I S T O R Y | |

The McClennans pride themselves in being one of the most powerful families of New York and having a history almost as old as America itself. Most people believe that America began with the Revolutionary War, when a ragtag gang of colonies won a war against one of the largest nations the world has ever seen. While it’s a great underdog story, the America of that time was exactly that – a small ragtag gang of colonies. America didn’t truly become the great nation we know today until the Irish came along.

It all started in the 1840s, when hundreds of thousands of Irishmen came pouring through the streets of New York. All of them running from a little something called the Irish Plague. One of these men was Marcus’ great great grandfather times ten, Murtaugh McClennan. As the son of a poor potato farmer, the plague had left Murtaugh with an empty, disease-ridden, farm, so he set out to America to make a better life for himself. Starting out as a lowly steel worker, Murtaugh worked his way up and, through careful investing and a little Luck of the Irish, he came to his own steel company: McClennan Steel. Although they came from humble beginnings, the latter generations of McClennans were anything but – becoming some of the most infamous members of society: warmongers, backstabbers, politicians. Everything was deemed as necessary in order to stay in power.

Marcus was born as the second son to Mathias and Jane McClennan. Even then, Marcus’ father was a cold man. As the young leader of McClennan Steel, Mathias had only a brief window of youth before inheriting the company from his father. This sudden transition transformed him from a light hearted young man to the cold, calculating, person the company needed him to be. The only consolation Mathias had was his wife Jane. She was a vibrant woman, attracting the attention of everyone when she walked into the room, and she was the only person who could make Mathias smile. That smile vanished when she died giving birth to Marcus. The death was unexpected, and it took all the doctors had to save the baby.

Marcus spent most of his childhood not seeing much of his father. After his wife’s death, the man engrossed himself in his work and left Marcus and Marcus’ older brother, Matthew, to be raised by a string of step-mothers. None of these women lasted; one in particular was married one night and divorced the next morning. All were beautiful women, but they showed little interest in the boys, and left them to their own devices once their father was out. This formed a strong bond between the two brothers. Matthew was three years older and saw Marcus as someone who needed protection from the big scary world. He took Marcus under his wing and kept him away from their cousins, who bullied Marcus for his small stature.

As they grew older, it became clear that Matthew was their father’s favorite. He was tall, strong, and charismatic – everything that Marcus wished to be. Their father eventually began grooming Matthew to one day inherit, taking him to business meetings, social events, teaching him everything he needed to know to run the company. Marcus eventually filled out, becoming taller and more athletic than most boys at age fifteen, but he never seemed to grow up. He was shy and quiet, preferring the company of books over people, and still sticking to his brother’s shadow. Marcus wasn’t jealous of his brother… he was actually kind of relieved. He wouldn’t have his dad constantly pushing him like he did to Matthew. For a while they were actually a semi-happy family, but that was short lived.

The thing that changed Marcus forever was his brother’s death. On the night of Matthew’s eighteenth birthday he was the victim of a hit and run. The police said that the driver was intoxicated and ran over Matthew before killing himself in a crash a few blocks away. Matthew’s death was a harsh blow to their small family. Like with the death of his wife, Mathias threw himself into his work, finding any excuse to stay at the company. Marcus mourned differently. He began attending parties where there were drugs and alcohol. He found that they were the only way to escape his aching heart. Without his older brother to protect him, Marcus was swallowed up by the big scary world.

When Matthias finally came home, he found his son was someone he no longer recognized. The once sweet boy had transformed into an alcoholic and druggie. He came home one night to find that his son was throwing a party at the McClennan mansion. If the media found out what the heir to McClennan Steel was doing under his father’s nose, it would mean severe consequences for the company. In a bout of anger, Marcus’ father sent him to live an uncle in Beverly Hills. While he would still be receiving money from his father, Marcus was told to never come back to New York.

For the past year, Marcus has been living with his uncle Morgan in Beverly Hills. Morgan had left New York a decade ago with his trust fund and set out to become an artist. Morgan and Matthias are polar opposites. Where Matthias is cold and distant, Morgan is warm and kind. If Marcus wasn’t so intent on ruining himself, he might’ve actually liked the man. Marcus spends most days either drunk or high, loving the nightlife of Beverly Hills.

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A C A D E M I C S

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| | E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S | |

• Football (wide receiver)

| | B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S | |

| B E S T |
Literature, History

| W O R S T |
Math, French

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Marcus prefers to ride around in a limo, so he doesn't do anything regretable when he's drunk or high.

Questions

1) What was the original mean girls called before the HOT girls came to be?
The original mean girls were called the Unholy Trinity before HOT girls was formed.
2) What is the Candies' true purpose? And who leads this generation of Candies?
The Candies' true purpose is to find love. They are currently led by Ophelia.
3) Last but not least, who led the original Elite? And how many boys started off in it?
The original Elite was originally a group of five with Bryant O'Connor as their leader.

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face claim: Colton Haynes

Hopefully this is ok. This is my first character sheet so please be gentle :)