[CHAR] Dreaming Together With You - A Fading Memory Experiment - On Hiatus

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Audrey Springer

AI Generated Audrey

Prompted by (Aegidius Aurelius) using Midjourney

Name: Audrey Springer

Age: 16

Gender|Sex|Identity: Female

Personality Description: Generally friendly and conversational in disposition, but her refusal to be stepped on often makes her come off as "bitchy." She's quick to remark that the same behavior in men would be considered normal. She does have to admit that she has a temper, and is easy to get in a fight with. This, along with her general vulgarity tend to get her in trouble, but she's quick to forgive her friends(not so quick to forgive an authority figure).

Physical Description: A skinny girl with nut brown skin, and shiny, wavy black hair cut in a pixie cut. Her almond eyes are rich golden brown, and her face is often without makeup, and usually tends toward the deadpan.

In Yo'Bikur, she takes on the shiny, waxy skin of certain tree frogs, in a globular pattern of blue and black. It reminds her of poison dart frogs. She also has an extra, translucent eyelid.

Most of her clothes are thrift, hand-me-down from neighbors, or church donated. They are then modified to fit her taste, with bleach, fabric dye, patches, etc. A staple of her outfits, particularly in colder months, is a light, offwhite jacket. It has faux-mystical symbols embroidered and patched on the shoulders and down the arms.

Backstory: Edward Springer served in Korea, and came home with a wife, who was a nurse he'd met after being injured.
They had five sons, all of whom also joined the armed services, as well as a daughter. The older two have already done their forty years and retired outside of New Hope. The next eldest is still in, and the second youngest only served one tour before moving to Arlington Virginia to work as a private contractor.

The youngest son, Thomas, was badly injured by an IED, and came home to New Hope, where he lives off of disability, and the support of his wife and daughter, Tamsyn and Audrey.

The youngest child, and only daughter, moved away when she married, and only moved back to New Hope somewhat recently after a messy divorce.

Aud can be a trouble maker, her father is always at home and, consequently, she tries to avoid being there. Especially when her mother is out of the house, which is most of most days.

Rumors move fast in a small town, and it's well known that Tom Springer and his daughter do not get along.

Notable Connection: Toby Springer is her cousin. She feels that they are equal victims of their family's general toxicity, but Toby's more timid nature makes Audrey feel like she needs to protect her cousin.

Respond to these prompts in character

You're in class and the Fire Alarm goes off. Everyone begins to panic.

"If the teacher can't be fucked to lead the class, I'll just walk out. I guess as I leave I'll call back like, 'Feel free to tag along,' y'know, anyone who doesn't wanna die of smoke inhalation can follow."

You've made plans to go to the festival and are running late, but may make it in time to see the fireworks with your friends. On your way, you see a stranger with a flat tire on the side of the road.

"I feel for them, but there's nothing I could do that they couldn't. Also, stopping for strangers is how girls get snatched. Sorry, but I'm sure a big man with a big truck will be by soon. There's plenty of them around."

You fall asleep in class and begin to dream; you're atop a ruined tower and a massive dragon circles overhead. You reach for…

"The dragon! I bet all the bad stuff is propaganda from the king or whatever. I wanna see if they'll talk to me. And if they won't… I mean, shit, what was I supposed to do?"

The world is so boring; you wish you had a super power. What do you wish for?

"Boring? Bitch where? Here, I guess, but every day I'm hearing some shit news on the internet. If I were like Superman or something, I could zip around and do whatever I needed to, and no one could stop me. But then, isn't that what all dictators think they're doing? I dunno. Maybe if I could make people feel empathy for each other, that would solve a lot of problems, really…"

You are suddenly reminded that tomorrow is the Midterm Exam.

"... okay…?"

[psych0pomp]

Ambrose Hightower II

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Ambrose Hightower II

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Ambrose has two brain cells firing to the best of their ability and still managing to get in each other's way before sputtering out in ineptitude. There's never been a reason for him to show advanced aptitude in intellectual subjects, and as such he's gone out of his way to avoid them. Feeling dumb is never fun for anyone, and Ambrose doesn't care for it. Yet what he lacks in hard intelligence he more than makes up for in emotional intelligence. This would seem contradictory for a child of his privilege, but his family also has the money to afford therapists. It's an odd two-sided coin that was mutilated in one of those penny-press machines.

He doesn't have a temper, is fairly upbeat, and is keen on making people laugh before making people sad. He's more than happy to help but lacks the cognitive reasoning to realize that money and/or physicality don't solve everything in the world. Though he has enough self-awareness to know that the former is a privilege. He's a little vain and prone to dressing well—overdressed if you ask anyone but him—no matter the situation. And honestly, he's like any other teenager trapped in a small town in the middle of nowhere, sex is on his mind. To say he was a fuck boy would... honestly be right. But he's a polite fuck boy and understands boundaries and the word "no."

Ambrose is as complicated as a magic eye puzzle. From the outset there seems to be a lot going on there, but once you twist your vision the right way all you can see are two happy dolphins.

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Standing at 6'3" with the musculature of a self-proclaimed Adonis, Ambrose cuts an intimidating figure. It was as if his genetics were so ashamed of the failure in his intelligence that they shoved everything they could into his appearance. His skin is pale but healthy, with a smattering of freckles along his nose, tops of his shoulders, forearms, and other areas that are visible in various states of undress. He has flat brown hair that he's lightened significantly to compliment his complexion. It's not a bottle-dye job and honestly would look very natural if his eyebrows matched the rest of it. The only thing that isn't ripped from a magazine and slapped onto the boy is his sectoral heterochromia. Both eyes are brown, but one has wedges of blue that makes his gaze seem like it's straying or not focusing in as he'd like. Or mayhap that's the excuse he wants to use to stare at other things.

He's always dressed well. Even when it is supposed to be a relaxed and comfortable fit, one can still feel the sophistication ooze off of it. Ambrose carries himself as if no worry on the planet could touch him. Confidence is in his every movement and swagger. Yet, there's also a near-adolescent giddiness to the things the does as well. Sometimes his words slip a little, the accent hard to place, and one can tell that maybe he had a speech impediment when he was younger that slips in on occasion.

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Ambrose pulled his hand back to see that his digits were a blueish-greenish-purple with webbing between them. They were capped off by black, sharp nails. Ambrose yelled and tried to distance himself from his own hand. Upon doing so, he tripped over something else and landed back flat on his back. From underneath his form came a scaled tail with a fan-like fin on the bottom. A quick glance showed that he was mostly still intact. The same height and bulk as before but now the color of a Lisa Frank folder. He was barefooted, but his feet were equally webbed and strange. His ears felt weird against his head and touched them to find that they, too, were webbed. He honestly didn’t know where his ear was. This wasn’t it. Fingers slid down his neck and into a slit where it met his shoulder. It felt like trying to force yourself to vomit by siding your fingers into the back of your throat. He gagged. He didn’t know what those slits were, but his brain was more than confident with one word: gills. He was also greeted by long seafoam hair that curled around his face—and immediately found its way into his mouth.

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The Hightowers are as bougie and well-connected as one could imagine. Yet, they're not one of the founding families. Instead, they're new money that moved in within the last fifteen years. One might ask why a family such as theirs would come to New Hope, with its trite amount of people. The truth is Ambrose Hightower Senior just thought it was scenic enough to warrant the move while remote enough that his wife wouldn't have any more extramarital dalliances. It's fair to say that Ambrose Senior is never in New Hope. He's gone for months at a time, leaving his son and wife to fend for themselves in a town that seems to be mired in tradition. No amount of money can prove that they are also important enough to be on the city council, planning board, or the like. The Hightowers came in, renovated one of the older and historic homes, and laid claim to their small part of the town without much else to show for it. Ambrose Senior decided that since they weren't going to show him any favors, he'd not show them any either. He didn't bring any business with him, just his family and their obnoxious clout.

In any other social situation, Ambrose would probably have the upper hand. Here in New Hope, he barely has a foothold. So, he's tried his hardest to prove that he's more than capable of being King Bee in any social circle—which is ironic considering that isn't a title in nature. Despite not having much in the way of parental guidance, his father was constantly away, and his mother, Maryanne Hightower-Smitte, was enthralled by prescription medications. So, Ambrose II is what most people see of the family, and he tries his best to make it seem like everything is excellent. His backstory isn't filled with a lot of conflicts. He's had it rather easy.

Ambrose has low academic scores, and high athletic ones, and is a member of the Student Council Board. Enough of an achiever without being an overachiever.

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• Maryanne Hightower-Smiite: Yes, Ambrose's mother, but the only thing they seem to share is their last name. They seem to miss each other emotionally like two ships on a sea. Yet, that doesn't mean she doesn't rope her son into various functions she hosts. She's a big-city socialite in a small town. So, she tries to hold galas, parties, and fundraisers in hopes of drumming up some clout. So far, it's just seemed to annoy the locals more than anything.

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You're in class and the Fire Alarm goes off. Everyone begins to panic.

"The school is so small, we'd probably smell the smoke before the alarm goes off. Oh... that's not the kind of answer you want? Um. I'd stand up, because I'm taller than most people, and find the quickest exit. Most people listen to me, so I'd navigate them toward it. You know, simple stuff."

You've made plans to go to the festival and are running late but may make it in time to see the fireworks with your friends. On your way, you see a stranger with a flat tire on the side of the road.

"The question is here, do I have cell service? Does Triple-A come out here this far? I don't know how to change a tire, but I'm sure I can google it or something. Oh? This is a question about priorities. Sure I'd help the person out. It's not like my friends won't see me later at a house party or something. I mean... a normal... adult-supervised party."

You fall asleep in class and begin to dream; you're atop a ruined tower and a massive dragon circles overhead. You reach for...

"Like... uh... World of Warcraft... or Dungeons and Dragons... or something? I'm guessing I can't use a gun. Oh! Can I jump on it? I've always wanted to fly."

The world is so boring; you wish you had a superpower. What do you wish for?

"Boring? Well, with that attitude it won't be fun! Sorry. Again, not the question. I don't know... is being a werewolf a superpower? I always thought they sounded fun."

You are suddenly reminded that tomorrow is the Midterm Exam.

"Fuck. You know what. I think someone said that putting 'C' down as every answer will net you a 80ish percent score. That sounds right..."

[Teyao]

William Mencia

Appearance

Yo'Bikur Appearance

Name: William Mencia

Age: 15

Gender|Sex|Identity: Male

Personality Description: Happy is the first word that comes to mind when one describes William, with a friendly disposition, good humor, and a seemingly ever-present smile it is easy to come to such a conclusion. And the people that do so are right, William is genuinely happy and content with his life, he can paint and draw and run and dive to his heart's content, his grandpa is always in the kitchen of the bakery he runs and he has friends that are friendly and fun to be around. He couldn't ask for a better life.
Hyperactive and eager to participate in all kinds of activities he is receptive to all people as long as they seek to do some sort of activity at his side. But a few bad encounters has taught him that some people just don't appreciate the energy he brings so in those cases he tries to just avoid that person.
If there is something that he could ask for, however, would be to travel the world, to learn from the masters of different arts, and to see the great works that have inspired people for centuries.

Physical Description: He is somewhat short for his age, with long brown hair and brown eyes, and tends to wear colorful colors.

Backstory: The son of a deceased couple, William was raised by his grandparent, Enrique Mencia, one of the few bakers in New Hope.
From an early age, his grandpa always installed in him the necessity of following his passions which in turn made William well acquainted with all manner of activities not sticking to anything but doing everything that caught his fancy. His dream is to be as free as the wind and visit all locations, focusing more on the journey than on the destination.

Notable Connections:
Enrique Mencia (Grandparent): The man who raised him and has taught him much of what he knows, he was too young when his parents died so the only family he knows is his Granpa.
Sydney Malcolm (Aventuring Buddy): The daughter of a popular cafe in town who often buys their products directly from William granpa, a childhood friend of sorts and somebody who is always down for a quick stroll trough some of the less explored parts of town.
David Liang (Study partner and friend) A foreigner who moved to New Hope and who sometimes helps William study with particularly difficult subjects he struggles with, a regular at the bakery and someone his Granpa and he really like.

Respond to these prompts in character
You're in class and the Fire Alarm goes off. Everyone begins to panic.
"I guess I would pull out my notebook and start to sketch until the teacher says to do something else"

You've made plans to go to the festival and are running late, but may make it in time to see the fireworks with your friends. On your way, you see a stranger with a flat tire on the side of the road.
"I would definitely stop to help him!, Grandpa showed me last summer how to change one and who to call if there is no way to salvage it or change it."

You fall asleep in class and begin to dream; you're atop a ruined tower and a massive dragon circles overhead. You reach for...
"My megaphone, then I start to ask them questions, who are they?, where they come from?, what is it like to be a dragon?, can they breathe fire? water? Oh maybe they can breathe some other element, can they carry somebody on their back? would they be willing to give me a ride? is that rude to ask a dragon? are they dragon societies? what about...."

The world is so boring; you wish you had a super power. What do you wish for?
"Oh something awesome like lighting powers"

You are suddenly reminded that tomorrow is the Midterm Exam.
"Er, I probably have studied enough right? I feel like I will be lucky, yeah! for sure everything goes alright"

[Jumbus]

Rowan Moore

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The Moore family is a long running name of prestige in the town with a long line of matriarchs that run the town's medical clinic and one of the first pioneer families in New Hope. Rowan's late grandmother Edith Moore who retired 10 years ago and passed 5 years ago. While she wasn't the first doctor of the Moore family, she is the most notable in recent history and left a legacy which still looms over the family after her death.

Edith was always pushing for Rowan's mother, Bethany Moore, to take over the family business as she positioned toward retirement. However, Rowan's mom was not able to reach the academic qualifications to do so and became a pharmacist at the clinic instead. Edith feared that handing the family business to her daughter would be seen as nepotism and eventually gave the clinic over. The Moore's still own the clinic, but leadership of it was now in the hands of the founding families.

Rowan's grandmother was ashamed that the Moore family, which always fought to be seen in equal standing as the founding families, had lost their place of prestige. But around this time, a young Rowan had just started to show academic success in schooling. So Edith placed the task of reclaiming the family clinic squarely on her shoulders. And Rowan admired her grandmother so much that she listened and accepted without much thought. Even after the passing of her grandmother Rowan still strives to succeed the legacy of her grandmother, pushed even further by her mother.

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Rowan is a prodigy of the Moore family and is burdened by the expectation that's tied to that. She shows an excellent academic record that displays both talent and hard work, she has held a long influence around the school's student counciL, and is one of the best tutors noted for her proficiency and confidence in speaking. A look at her record on paper would reveal a girl well on her way to becoming a matriarch successor to the Moores.

It's much different in person. Rowan considers herself to be far from the image of her grandmother she aspires to and is constantly weighed down by the pressure the family puts on her. She is anxious and full of doubts while trying to present a front of keeping it together. While she is living up to her academic record, her position on the student council is notably passive and her speaking ability is only confident when she is talking about subjects she is passionate about. Rowan fears that she can't live up to a bar of achievement she sees as her grandmother's while not realizing she herself is constantly raising it.

Rowan finds solace in exploring nature. The pressure of her day to day life seems to slip away with fewer people around. Her father seems to not be so bothered with family affairs and Rowan appreciates downtime with him. She even picked up his enthusiasm for hiking and general wilderness exploration. Rowan sometimes likes to bring a book of local flora and fauna with her. She finds joy in putting some of her study to use. Often she will take snippets from more rare plants to add to a collection at home.

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Rowan is on the taller side standing at 5'7" with the a thin but healthy frame. She has short, dark brown hair which is well kept but rarely looks tidy. Rowan typically wears a serious expression on her face and only lets loose emotionally around people she really trusts. She always looks slightly under slept and smiling is a rare occurrence. In her opinion, she thinks that makes it more valuable.

Rowan dresses in primarily autumn colors, favoring earthy greens and browns with the occasional navy. Her clothes are rarely worn out and never second hand aside from a few well kept hand me downs from her grandmother. She has a general reserved sense of dress which reflects her personality and will often wear a coat unless the weather is particularly warm. Her coat will always contain a notebook in the inner right pocket and often a book she is reading in the left which is sometimes academic in nature and sometimes not.

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• Bethany Moore: Rowan's mother and pharmacist at the Moore's family clinic. She is one of the strongest pushing forces toward Rowan's goal and is usually the one putting the most pressure on the girl.
• Isaac Moore: Rowan's father and a local ranger maintaining the town's wildlife areas for tourist season but is stay at home outside of that. While he took the Moore name, Isaac cares little for the familial pressures put on Rowan and tries to give her some reprieve from it.

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You're in class and the Fire Alarm goes off. Everyone begins to panic.

"The school has a fire alarm policy for a reason and we do drills every year. I'm going to follow that and hope others do the same."

You've made plans to go to the festival and are running late but may make it in time to see the fireworks with your friends. On your way, you see a stranger with a flat tire on the side of the road.

"I don't know how to change a tire. Uh, I think I would just pretend I didn't see him. Hopefully he doesn't judge me, I wouldn't be able help him."

You fall asleep in class and begin to dream; you're atop a ruined tower and a massive dragon circles overhead. You reach for...

"Uh, well, that's a big change of questions. I can't say I know much about dragons, or ruined towers either... The dragon is probably guarding it right? I'll reach for the ladder or stairs down and politely exit."

The world is so boring; you wish you had a superpower. What do you wish for?

"I always thought I would make for a good alchemist. I guess the super power would be making any of those theories actually work... ... Invisibility, maybe teleportation, not just myself but others too... On the teleport one."

You are suddenly reminded that tomorrow is the Midterm Exam.

"Well it would be the fourth time today."

[SilverPaw]

Damon Howard

Name: Damon Howard

Age: 16

Gender | Sex | Identity: Male

Personality Description:
At the core of it, what Damon most wants is to be liked, so he does what he can to make himself likeable. He desires admiration, and popularity…but perhaps the most of it all, acknowledgement. He is friendly, approachable, charming, polite, and respectable. He is a tad vain, but willing to play it off for laughs. He can be sarcastic, passive-aggressive, and too fixated on some things (e.g. his appearance, the notion of success), but at least he does have a backbone…Socially speaking, that is. In a physical altercation, Damon is almost next to useless. That is why he’d rather defuse tensions with words if at all possible.

It is known that Damon has aspirations to go to the city, and to ‘make it big’. He’s been enthralled with the metropolitan lifestyle since he was a child, and hasn’t given up on his dream since he’s first thought of it. This despite all the opposition, tensions, and stress he’s faced due to it. Despite his best efforts, this has caused him many issues in a town so insular as New Hope. Though he’s been determined not to look down on them all the way some of them do to him, it'd be a lie to say Damon has no resentment. He does, and has many frustrations and insecurities to boot. He just hides it all.

Physical Description:
Of average height for his age and gender at 173 cm (5’8), he is hoping for more of a growth spurt. He has a very lithe, delicate frame, and a pale complexion which bruises and burns very easily. He is decently agile and dexterous, and is a good dancer. Despite having put quite some effort into improving it, his endurance is still middling at best. As far as any other athletic activities go, he is ‘ok’ at best. In group sports especially, he is rather the wild card; sometimes, he will pull off something remarkable, and others, he’ll fail disastrously. Whichever happens, most people assume he was just trying to show off…which is not too far off the mark.

Even from a distance, and at first glance, it is apparent Damon is trying to stand out. He dyes his hair, which is always neatly styled, trims his eyebrows, wears coloured contacts, has several earrings, paints his nails when the mood strikes, and even uses makeup for most of his online content. He orders most of his clothing online, preferring a city chick style. He moves with grace and purpose, many of his movements carefully studied and deliberate even when they seem entirely casual.

Yo'Bikur form:

His hair was now longer, falling past his shoulders, and pitch black. Elongated, pointed ears peeked through. His canines were sharper, too. A pair of blood red horns curled from atop his forehead. His pupils were slit – like a cat’s, or some snakes’ – and his irises were so strange. There were all sorts of colours there. Each time he tilted his head or tried to take a closer look, they shifted. It took a few flashes of silver – the only consistent thing – for him to realize that they reflected the environmental hues. He went to brush through his thicker mane, but was stopped by two things.

One. His fingernails were now matte black and clawed. (Same with his toes.)

Two. There were these strange broken up lines on his (still pale) skin; spidery, thin, light gray – barely visible, but definitely there.

Like cracks seeping through.

...Thankfully, none were on his face.

Backstory:
The single child of Ashton Howard, of the Howards. The Howards were one of the early pioneers to New Hope, and have stuck around ever since. They’re responsible for the banking business, and other financial matters, and have often worked with or on the council. On the other hand, Damon’s mother, Mirabel (née Blanchard) moved to this small, calming village when she was 23. She’d come due to her poor constitution, and the environment seemed to suit her well. She married Ashton when she was 25 (and he was 31), and they had Damon but a year later.

While his mother was still alive, things were good. Damon went to school, had friends, and a decent family. Sure, there were conflicts between his two sets of grandparents, but since his maternal ones lived away, it was never that much of an issue. Mirabel, who worked as a private music teacher, taught her son the piano, and to sing. She encouraged all his interests (dancing, acting…), even if they were considered ‘unusual’ by many others. She took him out to her home city the few times that she could, and was the one to expand his horizons, as it were.

But then, when he was 13, she died of a terminal illness at 39 years of age. That’s when everything changed. Damon’s father most especially. Ashton’s parents renewed their criticisms for his having married some out-of-towner, and have been trying to push him towards a remarriage. Though he resisted that, for some (to Damon inexplicable) reason, he veered hard towards traditionalism; whereas he’d been previously more or less neutral, he now associated closely with the likes of Ezekiel the Elder.

In turn, Ashton has been pressuring Damon, wanting him to stay in New Hope, and to take over the so-called family business. He’s been far less supportive of him; in fact, it’s almost as if the more time passes, the more he opposes all that his son wants, and does, and is. Damon feels that he has to fight for each and every inch of freedom – and that far too often, he is the one forced to make concessions.

Notable Connection:
Ashton Howard, Damon’s father, banker (48). While Mirabel was still alive, Ashton was often too busy with his work to be there for him as much – but Damon remembers that he was affectionate both to him and his mother while at home, if subtly so. He was the silent support Damon hadn’t quite realized had been there until he lost it. With his mother gone, his father has begun to more actively involve himself in his life – but in the form of trying to control it. Needless to say, it’s a tense, strained relationship between father and son.

Open to other connections too!

Respond to these prompts in character:

You're in class and the Fire Alarm goes off. Everyone begins to panic.

“Panic? Me? Why would I panic? I know what to do. Just keep calm; act it, look it, and you’ll feel it, too…And! And! ‘Cause I so obviously know what I’m doing, it’d keep others calm, too, and we could all get out like we’re supposed to.”

You've made plans to go to the festival and are running late, but may make it in time to see the fireworks with your friends. On your way, you see a stranger with a flat tire on the side of the road.

“Yeah, sorry, but I don’t wanna let down my friends or miss the fireworks...Oh, but, hm. Maybe if I gave them a hand, they’d give me a ride over? Win-win, right?”

You fall asleep in class and begin to dream; you're atop a ruined tower and a massive dragon circles overhead. You reach for...

“…Gold to give to the dragon, so it doesn’t eat me in exchange?”

The world is so boring; you wish you had a super power. What do you wish for?

“Hmm…A way to get people to do what I liked? But maybe then it really would be too boring. Oh, what about staying young, good-looking, and healthy?” Then, he visibly became more somber than usual. “…If I had had a way to help my mother…That. That’s what I’d pick.”

You are suddenly reminded that tomorrow is the Midterm Exam.

Damon picked up his phone, and the following could be heard, his tone polite though his expression was clearly annoyed:

“Yes?”

“I know…thank you.”

“Of course, I studied.”

“Yes, father, I am ready.”

Blankly, he removed the phone from his ear and stared at the ‘call ended’ notification on it. “Goodbye to you, too,” he snarked.

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Nathaniel Westmoreland

Name | Nathaniel Westmoreland

Age | 16

Gender|Sex|Identity | Male

Personality Description

Nathaniel is quiet around strangers or those he doesn't know particularly well, coming across as pretentious and snobbish... though, those words would in part describe Nate's behavior. The reality of it is that Nathaniel mostly just lacks a filter between his brain and his mouth. He's honest to a fault, and more likely to be upfront to someone's face about not liking something than giving a fake smile and pretending otherwise. He is incredibly opinionated, and has a tough time being swayed once his mind is made about something. While it makes him frustrating to deal with at some points, it also makes Nate fiercely loyal to those he considers good people. He's taken a punch or two for others in the past.

Once Nate feels comfortable, he loosens up and is a lot more vocal. It's not for a lack of confidence, but more an inability to read a room. He is more academically intelligent than emotionally aware. He finds himself frustrated in social settings often due to his inability to often understand how those around him think or feel. Nate has an inkling he is less popular than his classmates, but fails to see how his constant "honest" remarks are a major source of this issue.

Physical Description

Nate’s nickname at home is “String Bean,” and it gives an accurate idea of the teen’s physical build. He’s a little on the taller side, standing at around 6 feet tall (183 centimeters), but is incredibly skinny and lean. He only weighs around 130 lbs. Nate has light blue eyes that almost appear gray, framed by messy black hair just barely parted to let him see.Nathaniel's deep-seated distaste for his family's business ensures he is always well-bathed, loaded up with deodorant and body spray, and untouched by any dirt. Ironically, still, Nate is often seen wearing slightly disheveled clothes. A borderline delinquent in appearance, his shirts are only ever half tucked in and his hair is rarely combed or groomed in any way. The clothes he wears always seem to be a bit too big and tend to hang off of him, given his parents typically only buy one size of clothing for Nate and his much more athletic brother.

Backstory

The Westmorelands have always led a more simple life. They are a conservative bunch, tending to a few ranch-style livestock farms. Dating back a couple generations, the Westmoreland family has fractured into several farms around New Hope that tend to different herds of sorts. The larger branches of the Westmorelands tend to Cows, Chickens, and sheep... but Nathaniel Westmoreland was born only yards away from a pig sty.

While tending to livestock does tend to attract nearby kids to gawk at animals and roll around in the mud, Nathaniel has always hated the reputation that comes from being one of the town's pig farmers. He's always turned his nose up at the practice since he was young. He preferred to stay indoors, often lost in books or his own doodles. He never quite felt at home in New Hope. He wanted to see distant places, and experience places with proper history. He often found himself entranced by history books and novels. He spent many of his days reading and re-reading his way through New Hope's historical section, when he wasn't busy with homework or helping to tend to the pigs.

As a Freshman in high school, Nathaniel spent his summer break visiting a distant relative in the nearest metropolis. His visit to a real city solidified Nate's dreams and ambitions. His cousin was living in a downtown apartment, with a great view of the rest of the city. Nate slept in the living room looking out over the city, marveling at a world so alien from his own. He shadowed his cousin at work, toured local tourist traps, and fell in love with the idea of getting out of New Hope. But the most important stop on his trip was visiting the Museum of World History. Being able to stand inches from relics of the past flipped a switch in Nate's mind. He knew this is where his passion lied. He was going to pursue it no matter what.

Nathaniel has been working to achieve this dream, and leave New Hope behind once he leaves for college. Nathaniel hasn't participated in any clubs other than the Student Council, lacking the time between schoolwork and his reluctant work on the farm.

Notable Connection
This can be to an NPC or another player, but your character needs to have a strong bond to someone; feel free to create your own entity here and describe their role in New Hope.

Robert Westmoreland - Nate’s younger twin brother, Robert is everything Nate isn’t. They share the same hair color, the same color eyes, and the same height… and that’s where the similarities end. Robert is outgoing and social, and a hardworking farmhand. He’s good with animals and tools, and a competitive athlete who has been a member of every sports club New Hope schoolhouse has offered at some point over the years. He doesn’t perform well academically, and it doesn’t seem to bother him much. He does not get along with Nate at all. The two are practically polar opposites, and would never interact if they didn’t live under the same roof.

Respond to these prompts in character
You're in class and the Fire Alarm goes off. Everyone begins to panic.
I quickly grab my backpack and notebook and leave through the window... I know they don't want us bringing our stuff, but I'm not going to lose my notes to a fire. And I am definitely not getting caught up with the rest of the mob. It's a one story school, the window's the quickest way out.

You've made plans to go to the festival and are running late, but may make it in time to see the fireworks with your friends. On your way, you see a stranger with a flat tire on the side of the road.
It's not my problem. I'm not responsible for everyone else's mistakes.

You fall asleep in class and begin to dream; you're atop a ruined tower and a massive dragon circles overhead. You reach for...
I mean… probably like a magic wand or something, you know? If we’re assuming there’s a dragon, I’m assuming there’s wizard spells.

The world is so boring; you wish you had a super power. What do you wish for?
The ability to leave this place... fine, more specific. Teleportation... I guess with the caveat I can teleport somewhere I haven't been without getting stuck in a wall or something.

You are suddenly reminded that tomorrow is the Midterm Exam.
I lock my brother out of our room and I pull an all-nighter. Can't afford to let my grades keep me from getting out of here.

[Cassette]

Elias Jensen

Elias

Name ---

Elias Jensen

Age ---

17

Gender|Sex|Identity ---

Male | He/Him/They

Personality Description ---

Elias’ contemplative and unconcerned nature has often led to the perception of simply being aloof at best, and pretentious at worse. A reputation of solitude enhanced by the fact that Elias has never sought to expand his social circle beyond the few misfits and misbegotten souls that, have not so much been allowed into his life, nor that he has found comfort in, but simply because he’s found something in them. Something humorous. Something likeable. Something curious. Yet, even these few can’t claim true friendship, just mere acquaintanceship. However, of what they know of Elias (and of what Elias knows of himself), he isn’t as withdrawn or hostile to social interaction as what the perception may hold.

Easy to smile, and quick to tease, though never to realms where cruelties lay. Happy to hear the stories of those who never receive the opportunity with a guiding hand for those who seek it, and, on those rare occasions, for those who need it. Elias will never reject anyone, nor will he ever turn down someone’s ask of help, yet, he remains an island amongst a sea of people, the odd patchwork of souls just few who have tread upon his shores.

One explanation for his nature could be a result of his life of constant travel. Raised by a single father, the duo rarely resided long in any one location. While Elias might deny this as the source of his resistance of finding his own clan, that he’s too loyal to the dynamic of a father and son who only have each other, he does owe it credit to his curiosity of the world. Rather passionate for the roving lifestyle he and his father have adopted, Elias possesses a quiet love for geography, history, and people in general, which may explain why he much more prefers to be a casual observer rather than an active participant. A midnight wanderer, a woodland explorer, museum peruser, one of his great anguishes is the belief that all wonder in the world has gone. That there’s nothing ancient, nothing mystical left to discover.

Physical Description ---

If asked, a lot would classify Elias as a pretty boy from tip to toe. If personally pressed, Elias would be less inclined to motion towards any perceived attraction he may hold and instead speak of his pride for his eyes and smile; warm chestnut brown eyes, and an empathic, joyful smile, Elias takes pride in the features he inherited from his mother.

With a bundle of pony-tailed chocolate cherry locks that lightens in the summer and darkens further in the winter. Both tones complement his grunge-chic look of thrift store fashion, knock-offs, and hand-me-downs via way of donation boxes. Elias isn’t too proud to declare to the world that the life he inhabits highlights his destitute background.

If it can be cleaned, stitched and sowed, then what’s the problem? It’s an assortment of fashion that also compliments his lithe frame. Be it tight jeans, tattered doc martens and baggy jumpers, with his favourite military-styled jacket that is far too large for him, even if he is just short of a definitive six-foot.

Backstory ---

The simple reality for Elias is that both he and his father are criminals; sneak thieves, con artists, footpads, pickpockets, burglars, and swindlers.

Name it, and both Jensen men have likely committed the crime for it. It has been the motivator for why they have roamed from place to place as a family. A mixture of poverty becoming too much, and certain activities becoming too hot. Elias and his father have rarely dwelled in one place for too long before moving on.

The closest Elias has ever known to normality was the life – or the dream of the life – before his mother’s passing. Remembering a rickety old farmhouse, a mountain range in the backdrop and a shrouded grove across a frozen lake. He can’t be sure if such a thing ever existed, if his mother had cradled him in her arms as she walked through the winter, or if such a thing was just a dream, or a shared mutual unspoken hope between father and son. If such a thing was true, he wonders if this is the reason why his father has never settled. Even with all the attempts he’s tried to go straight, the women he’s witnessed his father fall for, the home they’ve tried to make. The old man always felt the fire beneath him, something that stirred up the restlessness, the apprehension that everything wasn’t right because that dream was still out there.

Maybe that’s why New Hope has been their home for the past year. Maybe something there is close to those dreams. Or maybe, just maybe, his father is seeking out that one last score. The big one. For as good as his father is, for as long as he’s scammed and robbed and stolen, not one has ever been enough.

For Elias, however, sooner or later something has to give, and if he has to be the one to secure his big one, so be it.

Notable Connection ---
Nicholas Jensen.

Elias loves his father immensely. Where they’ve had nothing, Nicholas has sacrificed to provide for his son. Where Elias has failed, Nicholas has lifted him up. Where there was cold, Nicholas was always his son’s warmth. Elias would never describe his father as perfect, he’s failed just as much. There have been times when his humanity has slipped through, displaying that his father was just another man where they’ve bickered, argued, and thrown the worse obscenities at each other. But neither has remained mad at the other for too long, neither has been able to remain apart from the other for too long.

However, the one sore point between them is the life they lead, or namely, the life they lead and who it targets; Nicholas possesses no sense of unity amongst the forsaken and sees all as fair game – when he does break, and a break is coming, Elias sees that itch in him, he’s been playing straight for too long. The odd job and hard labour of the day can only last such a man so long – Nicholas would bleed everyone beyond his son dry.

Elias, in contrast, isn’t so comfortable taking from those just as destitute as them, and nor is he as willing to work over those who show kindness. Regardless of how rich they might be.

Maybe that is where Elias fails, or maybe that’s where his father fails. Still, he loves his father. For good or ill.

You're in class and the Fire Alarm goes off. Everyone begins to panic.

“I likely wait, give it some time. Part of me would likely hold up at the back, looking out for anyone still too afraid to move. Someone has to take care of them. The other part of me would likely be taking a snoop to see if anyone left anything behind. Doubtful though. You’re not supposed to take valuables but it’s always the first thing people reach for.”

You've made plans to go to the festival and are running late, but may make it in time to see the fireworks with your friends. On your way, you see a stranger with a flat tire on the side of the road.

“I don’t really have friends, so I can afford the opportunity to stop and give a hand. My dad took some work as a grease monkey in a place down South for a time, so, I can help as best as I can. At the very least, if I can’t, I can provide some conversation. Get to know them. Get a real glimpse of what sort of car they’re driving. What sort of life they’re living. A car can tell you a lot about a person. I mean, it’s an obvious thing, but I don’t think people realise just how much a vehicle betrays about someone. If they have children. If they have dogs. If they're alone. What sort of street they live on. If they have a garage or not. How much attention they give security systems. All that fun stuff.”

You fall asleep in class and begin to dream; you're atop a ruined tower and a massive dragon circles overhead. You reach for…

“I don’t know, I don’t think I’d reach for anything. I think I’d be too stunned by the sight. I ain’t much of a striker, so I can’t imagine I’d do much harm, especially against a dragon. I think I’d just take in the sight and, as terrified as I’d likely be, try and enjoy myself. Of course, if I had to grapple for anything. A bow? A crossbow? An anti-air missile launcher? What can one do against a dragon?”

The world is so boring; you wish you had a super power. What do you wish for?

“Telekinesis, maybe? That’ll be fun. Teleportation? Is a good shout. Invisibility. Yeah, maybe invisibility. Nothing for anything nefarious. I mean, it would make certain endeavours easier but, you know, you ever been awake in the middle of the night and you just felt like you’re the only person in existence? I’d like to do that while everyone is awake, living, doing their own thing. I’d like to just roam and do my own thing, everyone obvious to my existence. I don’t know, I like my own company, world can get too busy sometimes, so, maybe yeah, invisibility.”

You are suddenly reminded that tomorrow is the Midterm Exam.

“The classroom is on the ground floor, wouldn’t be difficult to pop the lock on the window, climb in – hell, the entire school’s security is shoddy – I bet I could brute force my way in and it’ll take a week for the school to notice something was off. But, I also like to pretend I live a normal life, and had a normal upbringing, doing normal things, so I wouldn’t be surprised because I’d already know. I would have studied. Because I like to read. I like to study. I know, a rarity but, sometimes, it’s those little satisfactions from doing something just like everyone else.”

[ElegyHydrangea]

Toby Springer

Name: Toby Springer

Age: 15

Gender|Sex|Identity: Female

Personality Description: Toby is a polite, gentle, and obedient child who longs desperately for the approval and love of others, especially her own family. She is also relatively academically gifted, while being quite shy and anxious.

Furthermore, she tends to be quite the people-pleaser, always putting other people before herself. This is a side-effect of having particularly low self esteem, due to the condition of her household, which causes her to hold herself to an impossibly high standard that she is never able to satisfy. To her, not meeting these standards does not just mean being unloved by those closest to her- but also that her own life lacks any meaning altogether.

All in all, this leads to her having some depressive and defeatist tendencies, which while not overly malignant at this point in her life, could easily warp into something far worse down the line.

Physical Description: She has a lithe and petite form for a child of her age, with pale skin and neat, long onyx black hair. Her eyes, meanwhile, are a stormy grey tint. Finally, she currently wears glasses.

Example Below:



Backstory: Toby moved to New Hope at the age of eight, following the estrangement between her father and mother due to the reveal of a years’ long affair on her mother’s part that had ended up producing Toby. Her father claimed custody over her siblings, while her mother moved to New Hope to raise Toby by herself

Growing up, Toby has been put under a lot of pressure by her single mother, who has constantly pushed and urged her to succeed and be perfect no matter what, even at the cost of her own health and wellbeing. Toby has tried to live up to her mother’s expectations by being the best daughter she can possibly be, but she has also attempted to build a meaningful connection with their father to little avail.

Notable Connection:

Toby is Audrey’s cousin through her mother, who is a daughter of Edward Springer. Audrey is one of Toby's only friends, and she considers her one of the few people in the world she can actually confide her feelings and struggles to.

Respond to these prompts in character:

You're in class and the Fire Alarm goes off. Everyone begins to panic.

“I freeze and don’t do anything at all until a teacher tells me to move.”

You've made plans to go to the festival and are running late, but may make it in time to see the fireworks with your friends. On your way, you see a stranger with a flat tire on the side of the road.

“I’ll try to help out the stranger to the best of my ability, but I’m also going to have to apologize to my friends for not making it to the festival in time. I’ll have to make it up to them somehow later.”
You fall asleep in class and begin to dream; you're atop a ruined tower and a massive dragon circles overhead. You reach for...

“A hole, that I could hide in or die in. Either is fine, to be perfectly honest.”
The world is so boring; you wish you had a super power. What do you wish for?

“A super power? I guess whatever would make my mom happy. Maybe something that lets me know whatever she wants from me.”
You are suddenly reminded that tomorrow is the Midterm Exam.

“I’m dead. I’ve screwed up beyond massively, and now I’m going to pay the price. Nobody’s going to like me anymore after this. My mom’s going to yell at me, and my dad’s going to keep ignoring me… I guess I might as well cram while I still have time.”

[King Cosmos]

Sidney Malcolm

Name: Sidney Malcolm

Age: 16

Gender|Sex|Identity: Female

Personality Description: More than anything, Sidney tries to be a laid back individual; someone who doesn’t stress out about things, who is adaptable and capable of rolling with whatever comes her way. She doesn’t always manage to do this, but it is what she aims for. As far as she is concerned this is the best way to get through life, to remain open to its opportunities and be able to roll with its punches. On top of this she tries to be caring; to be empathetic and helpful. There isn’t enough of that.

Aside from this she is an inquisitive and adventurous person, someone who is always interested in and looking for new experiences, new information. She hopes that such experiences will help to drive her creative passions and even if they don’t, she might discover something cool regardless.

Physical Description: Sidney is above average height at 5’ 7” and has a fairly average build, leaning a little more towards being stocky; she isn’t particularly athletic and is lacking in visible muscle tone. Her skin is pale, the type that burns more easily than it tans, and she had green eyes. She has a round face, button nose and dimpled cheeks.

Her hair is auburn, wavy and she keeps her bangs cut unevenly, so that they are longer on the right side than the left; this is done so that she can keep the right side tucked behind her ear on the right side but let her bangs hang down on the left. She had three piercing along the lobe of her right ear. In terms of clothing Sidney usually prefers to wear baggy, comfortable clothing; oversized shirts with the buttons left open over a plain t-shirt of vest, worn down, faded or ripped jeans and a pair of worn in boots. She is a big fan of flannel and canvas as the materials; the former for shirts and the latter for backpacks and jackets.

Someday Sidney wants to have a tattoo, lots of tattoos actually, but until she is old enough to get one she will usually have some kind of artwork drawn onto her left forearm; drawn by herself is washable marker or felt tip pen. The design will vary depending on whatever she felt like drawing that day.
 
Backstory: Sidney may not be able to claim that she’s descended from one of the founding families like some of the other kids in town, but she’s a local through and through and family have been living in New Hope since at least her great grandfather’s days. Her parents run a local coffee shop in town, the kind of place that sells drinks, baked goods or just gives people a quiet place to hang out. When they first set it up they used to run to by themselves, but nowadays there’s usually a high school kid or two behind the counter, working part time or as a summer job. Sidney will sometimes help out as well, if they’re short-handed, but this doesn’t happen too often.

Instead, when she’s not working on school stuff or spending time with her friends, she spends most of her time working on her art; drawing, sketching, sometimes painting. There isn’t much else for her to do in a place like New Hope, small as it is, but even if there was she would probably still spend all of her time with a pencil or a stylus in hand. She has a collection of notebooks that she’s filled with all kind of stuff, some of it going back years, but recently she’s taken up digital artwork instead. It’s more convenient, less messy and honestly gives her way more opportunities to do this professionally in the future.

It makes it easier to upload her art online as well and keep a record of it; the best of what she draws gets posted to Twitter of Instagram, the rest just gets thrown onto the cloud and forgotten about. Her drawings attract a decent amount of attention and lately Sidney has even begun taking on the occasional commission; the money isn’t much, mostly because she doesn’t feel right charging too much for her work, but the chance to earn doing something she’d be doing anyway is nice. Once she graduated Sidney wants to go to college and study art somewhere, then move out to a big city where she was pursue it as a career. Not as an ‘artist’ exactly, her stuff will never be seen hanging in a gallery, but maybe as an illustrator of a graphic designer.

Hopefully that plan works out, because it’s not like she has a back-up plan if it doesn’t.

Notable Connection:
Bryan Malcolm (Father) – Co-owner of the coffee shop that her family runs. Affable and good natured, Sidney gets her positive disposition from him.
Sarah Malcolm (Mother) – Co-owner of the coffee shop, alongside her father. The sterner of the two, it was her who first sparked Sidney’s interest in art and who encouraged her to start making some of her own.
William Mencia (Adventuring Buddy) – A long-time friend and the grandson of the man that her parents buy their baked good from to sell in their coffee shop. They share an interest in art, they share a sense of adventure and they share a desire to see more of the world.

Respond to these prompts in character:
You're in class and the Fire Alarm goes off. Everyone begins to panic.
“I guess I’d try and calm people down, but, I don’t know why everyone would panic when we literally have drills for this reason. If I can’t get people to listen then, I don’t know, I’d just leave; follow the drill. Then at least I could let a teacher know to go back and get everyone.”

You've made plans to go to the festival and are running late, but may make it in time to see the fireworks with your friends. On your way, you see a stranger with a flat tire on the side of the road.
“I’d feel bad about it but I would just keep going. I don’t know anything about changing a tire so it’s not like I could help even if I wanted to. I’m all for being a Good Samaritan and all, but there’s not much point if there’s nothing you can contribute.”

You fall asleep in class and begin to dream; you're atop a ruined tower and a massive dragon circles overhead. You reach for...
“My pencil. It’s not every day you get to see a dragon, so I’d try and sketch it and get the image down on paper as soon as I could. Although, it is a dream, so maybe I’ll draw a sword and slay the dragon to save the kingdom or something. I don’t know; that seems like the kind of thing you’re supposed to do.”

The world is so boring; you wish you had a super power. What do you wish for?
“Flying. I definitely want the power to fly; it’d be so convenient to just be able to fly wherever and it would be super cool to see things from a new perspective. A literal bird’s eye view. Or maybe teleportation; there’d be so much potential in just being able to… go. Wherever, whenever, anywhere you want.”

You are suddenly reminded that tomorrow is the Midterm Exam.
“I’ve never completely forgotten about an exam before so, I don’t know? Call in sick and study for the make-up test? Do they do make-up tests for Midterms? I guess I’d just wing it and do my best.”

[Conscripts]

David Liang

David

Name: David Liang

Age: 17

Gender|Sex|Identity: Male

Personality Description:
He generally comes off as a serious person, even though it is not exactly the case, mainly due to his language barrier. While his communication for the most part get his point across, he is still fitting in when it comes to the nuances like jokes and slangs, often choosing not to make them due to fear of being insensitive. When it comes to it, this boy from a distant land is actually rather friendly and polite, maybe a little uptight, but would love to talk to and get to know his friends around him. His number one desire is to fit in and be accepted, wanting to be part of everyone's friend group.

Physical Description:
David is a tall person by his home country's standard, but rather average around New Hope (5'7"/175cm), with average physique. He enjoyed a neat crew cut hairstyle for his convenience. His clothing preference is rather conservative, often picking long-sleeves, collared and darker clothes due to the more temperate climate than what he's used to, and also because he does like the style.

Yo'Bikur Appearance:
His Yo'Bikur form dons a dark blue tunic covering all but his foot, hand and head, layered behind a white wide-shouldered half coat with gold outlines. But the most dramatic change compared to his old self is his body. His hand was covered in a weird amalgamation of treated wood, tin and metal. The wood covers most of his palms and fingers on the front side, while the tin covers the backside, along with the joints also made of metal. There are also springs beneath the tin layers David's face is also covered in tin, his hair solidified, but the facial features still looks just like the original David. His right eye has turned sapphire blue, the iris turns into a four-pointed star.

Backstory:
David feels culturally adrift. His legal name is An Liang, born to a middle-class family, whose father, Wong Liang, worked as a computer technician. His mother unfortunately passed away to illness before he could recognize himself in the mirror, and the single father was forced to raise his only son alone. Living around his father, who often surrounded himself with computers, got An acquainted with technology, and being a curious child, An used these machines a lot, much to his father's initial reservation. However, his father being a little bit too busy in his life did allow An to roam free on the zeroes and ones, as well as accessing information a young adolescent could find on the Internet. He'd gradually get in touch with foreign games, foreign cartoons, books or media, which introduced him to a culture entirely different from his own, at a time of crucial personality development nonetheless. Soon, unbeknownst to him, his mannerism and behaviour shifted. He found himself code-switching from a traditional culture at school and with friends, to a foreign one at home when he immersed himself in the wonders of the Internet, slowly identifying with the latter as his curiosity grew.

For the Liang family, his father who felt listless after his wife's passing, being reminded too much of a home that he missed, decided to immigrate. This actually was an exciting opportunity for An, who's always been mesmerized by a foreign land. When he arrived, he took on the first name David and got enrolled in middle school in a metropolitan area. However, this city was not exactly kind towards immigrants like David. The school that he enrolled in did not have much contact with immigrants, with nine out of ten students being locals. As a result, someone who couldn't speak English that well, quite nerdy with computers at best did not fit with the school's social group, or at worst, a target of bullying and harassment. Only after a year in the city, the two moved away to New Hope, a small village that from word of mouth was a lot more welcoming to people of different background. His father found work in the Armstrong PC Shop, ran by the Armstrong family, who was eager to have experienced hands in the shop, and David would often help out the shop as well.

David is a year behind school due to all the moving around, but is always eager to be a part of the school community. He is a member of the school computer club, has high academic performance, especially mathematics and informatics.

Notable Connection:
Wong Liang: His father, whom David felt great sympathies for. He was not exactly there all the time, but who could blame him. David looked up to him and hoped to help him in any way he could.

Nicolas & Sarah Armstrong: The two owners of the Armstrong PC Shop, and his dad's boss. David owes much to these two for the things they give to his family, and they too appreciated David's help, especially the scripts he write to make their job a lot easier.

Respond to these prompts in character:
You're in class and the Fire Alarm goes off. Everyone begins to panic.
"If teacher is around, I would listen to them. If not, I would help my friend(s) to escape. Then I would go. That is what I think I would do, but I might panic too."

You've made plans to go to the festival and are running late, but may make it in time to see the fireworks with your friends. On your way, you see a stranger with a flat tire on the side of the road.
"I don't like it, but I would have to leave them. I made a promise to a friend, I do not want them disappointed that I couldn't be there."

You fall asleep in class and begin to dream; you're atop a ruined tower and a massive dragon circles overhead. You reach for...
"Umm...a book? I like to learn about the dragon; how it behaves. I don't want to make it angry. If I could understand it, maybe I could be friends with it."

The world is so boring; you wish you had a super power. What do you wish for?
"I like to talk to computers, but using codes and commands feel a little cold. I would like to talk to it more personally, intimately."

You are suddenly reminded that tomorrow is the Midterm Exam.
"I should have remembered the main points of each lesson from going to class. I don't mind losing a few marks from not memorizing."

[PerfectThought]

Brown L. Cheeseman

Name: Brown L. Cheeseman

Age: 15

Gender|Sex|Identity: Male

Personality Description

Brown L. is a quiet, bookish chap that looks through an analytical lens at most times. Generally charitable and naïve, he has a penchant to look at people's best qualities. His mother taught him to be kind and altruistic to a fault. Though many in the town do not know him well, as he is very introverted, most knowing him as "the librarians assistant", or the "son of a the primary teacher", or the just "the boy that lives on the lake". Those who know him closely know he is a harmless individual that is loyal to his friends, kind to strangers, and likes nothing more than to have his nose in a book. He holds a deepseeded and unresolved grief due to his father's not unrecent death. Despite him personality-wise seeming an easy target for the town's harassers and bullies, he never found himself under serious harshness from them, possibly due to his size and appearance.

Physical Description

Brown is exceptionally tall for someone of his age, standing easily above 6'4" at the age of 15. His limbs are disproportionately long, however not enough to be casually noticeable. Because of this and his weight, he could be accurately described as "lanky". Despite this he doesn't weigh more than 70kgs. However he takes careful effort to hide it by wearing baggy/oversized clothes. His face is still visibly gaunt though, and his sharp blue eyes are surrounded by tired looking black circles and framed by an unruly nest of blonde hair. Other facial features include a perfectly straight roman nose, one of his few traits inherited from his mother. And blonde peach fuzz on his top lip and face, typical of many unshaven teenagers.

Backstory

Brown lives on the coast of the lake on a small, slightly run down barge, with his mother. He feels an undying love and devotion to his mother, Violet, a small kind woman that works at the school with younger kids. Though the pair aren't particularly wealthy they are happy together on their boat. They have just enough to eat, have clothing, and maintain their boat. Barely. Brown tends to spend his days in the local library reading and helping Hickory, who Brown would consider to be his male rolemodel. He would not call his father abusive, and neither would his mother, as they both genuinely love him, however they both considered him completely unsuitable to be a father. He was killed when Brown was ten years of age, leaving him naught but the family boat, a small sum of his savings, and a grieving mother to take care of. Fortunately for him he managed to step up to the plate with the support network comprised of his few close friends, Hickory, and strangely enough the Bilica family, as his father worked closely with them and they considered him and his son a friend, despite them only recently entering the town's social ecosystem. The Cheeseman family migrated to the town when Brown was still a babe in arm's, his parents sailing there down the river and settling their due to it's calm nature and his father taking up work with the Bilica family. Unlike most kids his age, Brown has never had any intention on leaving, partially because it work be fiscally implausible, and partially because the slow speed of the town suits his temperament.

Notable Connection

Violet Cheeseman - Brown is deeply loving and loyal towards her mother, given they have relied on eachother for such a long time. She is a short, small woman with dark hair and green eyes, and she works at the local school with the younger students. She is adored by the younger children in the town, and taught and was loved by most of the teenagers at some point in time.
'Hickory' Earhart - The local librarian, Brown work's as his assistant. Brown feels at home in the library, and spends long hours there reading and helping out. Brown also views Hickory as his primary male adult rolemodel, and considers him a friend.
The Bilica family - Depsite the Cheeseman families presence in the town being less than a decade and a half, the Bilica's count Violet and Brown among their friends, due to the fact their father worked for the Bilicas loyally for close to a decade. Not only that but Violet taught every single one of the children. They are welcomed to dinner every few months and get along very well, despite the general town's view of the family.
Aleyn Ward - Despite Aleyn's general reputation as an asshole, Brown is quite good friends with him, and knows his true character fairly well, that of a comedian. And though their general attitudes may seem juxtaposing, the pair get on very well and Brown considers him his closest friend, helped by their proximity in age and the fact they go through schooling together.

IC Prompts

You're in class and the Fire Alarm goes off. Everyone begins to panic.
Well I'm for sure not going to be the first or last out. I'd go along with the rest of the crowd. However I'm going to double check my friends and mother are safe.

You've made plans to go to the festival and are running late, but may make it in time to see the fireworks with your friends. On your way, you see a stranger with a flat tire on the side of the road.
I'm not that into fireworks anyway. I don't know their situation. What harm could it do to stop and ask if they need help?

You fall asleep in class and begin to dream; you're atop a ruined tower and a massive dragon circles overhead. You reach for...
The dragon, the scales must feel like gemstones. I wonder what the view is like, who the people in this world are, what grows in the woods and who built the tower? If only I could know.

The world is so boring; you wish you had a super power. What do you wish for?
Sometimes I wish I was better at talking to people. It's hard to be so insular, but I just don't know what people want me to do. Have I said the wrong thing?

You are suddenly reminded that tomorrow is the Midterm Exam.
Oh well. I guess I'm not sleeping tonight. I'd sure like to do well. But it's not the end of the world if I don't. Mum sure wouldn't be pleased though.

Yo'Bikur Form

In the strange world of Yo'Bikur the entirety of Brown's skin is transformed into a vellum-like material. On this material is a constantly shifting array of text packed uniformly onto his entire body. This text is contantsly changing and forms into every piece of writing ever written, in every language that has ever existed in mankind's history.

Also he is longer than usual, by subtantial amount. Now standing at 7' tall, he towers over most even more than usual. However his overall mass hasn't changed meaning he is even more skinny and gaunt than usual, his large ribcage being easily visible through the skin layer of vellum.

[Taka]

Aleyn Ward

Name
Aleyn Ward

Age
15

Gender|Sex|Identity
Male

Personality Description
Aleyn seems to be a disturbing and angry child, when in reality, Aleyn is antisocial, and is a sarcastic 'comedian' when he is with someone he trusts. As a child, Aleyn was raised by highly abusive uncle, which lead him to believe from a young age that almost everyone was out to hurt him, and would always hate you no matter what. Society didn't help him to change his perspective as he was treated poorly by everyone due to being known as a menace, leading him to be antisocial, not wanting to associate himself with others. However, when he does bond with someone, such as when he bonded with his sister, Aleyn is a sarcastic child and a self-proclaimed 'comedian'.

Physical Description
The first thing that comes to note about Aleyn is that he is short, standing at about 4'9". His height compliments his weight and slim body type, his brother having worked Aleyn to the bone to gain an athletic body mainly for work/labor. Inherited from his father was his golden eyes that shine in the sunlight, and his long, black, and luscious hair from his mother. Any hair reaching past his shoulders is braided into a ponytail. All these features combined makes for quite the pretty boy, as the girls would call him, if only he wasn't an asshole.

Backstory
Despite being an asshole, its known that Aleyn didn't start out his life treating others poorly, in fact he was a rather kind child before tragedy struck. Aleyn was born as the middle child of the Ward Family with his baby sister following 7 years later. Unfortunately his parents would end up missing after taking a trip to Mount Hoar, no one ever able to find even a clue to their whereabouts. This incident would be a harrowing experience, leaving Aleyn in the care of his older brother, Markus. Markus had always been a, for a lack of a better word, prick and being saddled with two young kids nearly broke the 18 year old boy, but he also gained ownership over the family business. That business would be the New Hope Inn that the family ran for years as one of the founding families.

Several years would pass, Aleyn and Alycia having endured Markus' abusive ways. Aleyn had learned to cope with his brother, becoming emotionally unavailable to everyone but his sister. He noticed that his brother had so much pressure resting on his shoulder, even genuinely believing at times that his brother did care for them. Those feelings would fade every-time as he would be treated as a nuisance, Aleyn protecting his little sister from seeing how Markus truly was. Aleyn stands a polarizing figure in New Hope and the day he finally can leave will be the greatest moment of his life.

Notable Connection
Markus Ward - Aleyn's abusive older brother, he is the legal guardian for Aleyn and is the owner of the family Bed and Breakfast, New Hope Inn. He is known to be quick witted, well dressed, and intelligent.

Alycia Ward - Alyen's 8 year old baby sister who is known as the town's little ball of energy and the one other person that Aleyn cherishes.

Brown Cheeseman - To say the least, Brown IS Aleyn's best friend and the only person that Aleyn feels he can confide in. One would think their personalities would clash but in reality they cover each other's bases perfectly. He's even given Brown his own nickname, Brownie.

Respond to these prompts in character
You're in class and the Fire Alarm goes off. Everyone begins to panic.

"It's probably a drill. Why get worked up? We aren't on fire...yet."

You've made plans to go to the festival and are running late, but may make it in time to see the fireworks with your friends. On your way, you see a stranger with a flat tire on the side of the road.

"That's rough, buddy. I have my own things to worry about."

You fall asleep in class and begin to dream; you're atop a ruined tower and a massive dragon circles overhead. You reach for...

"I grab a sword. If there's a dragon looking for as fight, then I'm going to slay it. Everyone will love me after I save them from a terrifying dragon."

The world is so boring; you wish you had a super power. What do you wish for?

"Can cool sword skills be a power? Did you think I'd say mind control or something? Screw that. I wanna do sick katana poses after I cut my enemies to ribbons in the blink of an eye."

You are suddenly reminded that tomorrow is the Midterm Exam.

"Okay and? Not like I'll pass it anyway."