AlteredTundra

Meadow University

@TootsiePop Love Dee! She's accepted!

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

_{Collab by Chrissie @TootsiePop & Kavi @metanoia}
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The only thing Kavi wanted to do was not be brought into the middle of whatever shit other people, especially those who were his friends. It put him in an awkward spot and he couldn’t do anything but just sit there and listen to one of them bash the other. It was an exhausting process and something he felt very uncomfortable going through.

But Chrissie couldn’t help it. He knew how she was. In just the past week alone, he had spent hours with her. Whether it was on the phone or at school, he started to understand why she acted the way she did. Why was she so dramatic all of the time and why she had this certain flair about her. Perhaps he wasn’t completely accurate but he deduced that she loves to hear herself talk.

Kavi wasn’t a stranger to this. He liked to hear his own voice too. It was something they both had in common — well, that and a love for tart fruits.

As he turned right on Oak Drive, Kavi figured something else about Chrissie.

She doesn't need me to respond to keep going, Kavi thought. He found comfort in that for obvious reasons.

He didn’t want to tune her out. He wasn’t that guy anymore, but when everything he heard was about Stella, he figured it was best to let her continue on. Still, it was finally at the point where he needed to interject.

“Can you believe that shit?”

Nearly half of a mile away from the Country Club, Kavi purposely slowed at a yellow light so it would turn red by the time he came to a gradual stop. He took in a slow breath and said, “You look, well hot!” Kavi acknowledged her impressive dress, taking a respectable amount of time to scale her head to thigh and back up again.

While that wasn’t the response she wanted, Chrissie would accept it wholeheartedly. “At least you noticed. It takes what? Two eyes? To see this!” She ran her hand from her cheek, down her chest, to her hip, “That bitch really thinks she’s the shit now that she’s had a Paris makeover.”

Raising an eyebrow, with a sudden and abrupt thought, the drama queen took out her phone and went to scan her socials, “I should block her, right? She totally deserves it. I got her on everything. Snapchat, Facebook, twitter, insta.” Bringing her fiery gaze from her phone to her date, she growled, “Well?”

Why is it always me? Kavi lamented at his current situation. Regardless of what he does, no matter if he did something to deserve it or if it was one of those rare moments he was innocent, he always was placed between a rock and a hard place. Whether it was Ariel and April, holding strong for his sister while their parents fought, or being fucking arrested, it was always him.

As he considered his next words carefully, which was rare for him because he always said the first thing that came to him. He knew the longer he waited to speak, the worse it would be for him because Chrissie would just keep going like a broken record. So, with a sigh and knowing his only option was to make attempts at diffusing this pink bomb, Kavi said, “If that’s what you think you need to do, then I guess you should!” Kavi offered her a half-smile. It was all he could manage. He just wanted to move on to something less mentally exhausting.

“Too agreeable.” Rolling her eyes, she went to her phone and closed the Instagram app, “I’ll wait. See if she does something stupid tonight.” After placing her phone back in her clutch, she crossed her arms and looked out the window, finally going silent. She didn’t say anything more, either because she was out of things to say or waiting for him to add to the conversation. Whatever it was, the silence was a sign for something.

When Chrissie’s voice came to a full silence, he thought it was gonna be something he’d welcome. After minutes of her ranting about the infinite amount of ways Stella changed and how she didn’t like it, the silence only seemed to make the wait for the light to change green even worse. It was agonizing. So much so that he sighed and turned up the volume on the car radio. He spent about ten seconds going through the stations, listening to only a second per station until he looked at Chrissie. “Do you wanna maybe give it a shot? I’m a horrible DJ,” he laughed.

Tilting her head, to his old fashioned ways, Chris decided to take it upon herself to connect her phone to his Bluetooth. Spending a minute deciding on a song, she picked something from her musical playlist. Take Me or Leave Me from Rent filled the car and seconds later, with a quick finger motion, it was blasting. It was a duet song about a lesbian couple at their breaking point of their relationship, giving each other an ultimatum to make amends or leave. Maureen being a flirt and Joanne being a control freak, it makes sense it would be hard to compromise.

The version that played was straight out of the movie, with the dialogue before the song: “You know what, Miss Ivy League.” She matched Maureen’s script, word for word, spot-on, while looking at Kavi as if he was Joanne. “I can’t take much more of this. This obsessive, compulsive, control freak paranoia.”

Though, assuming Kavi didn’t know Joanne’s part, she immediately changed personalities, “What?!”

“I didn’t pierce my nipples because it grossed you out. I didn’t stay at the king club last night because YOU wanted to go home.” Chris-Maureen complained.

“You were flirting with a woman in rubber!” Chris-Joanne scowled.

“THERE WILL ALWAYS BE WOMEN IN RUBBER FLIRTING WITH ME!” Beat. “Give me a break!” And then, the song started. When she sang Maureen’s part, she made sure she was confident to a fault, bold in a sultry way, and shamelessly right.

While Chrissie certainly embraced everything the highly catchy song she put on seemed to present, Kavi tried to keep his focus on the road. The country club was in sight and heaven forbid if he should attract any unwanted attention. But as he kept driving, coming to a stop at yet another red light, Kavi took advantage of the motionless vehicle to watch Chrissie, her energy was infectious and probably for the first time, he saw her smile. And seeing her like that made him smile. He would even make his best attempt at whatever passed for seated dancing. His shoulders popped and locked and he just snapped his fingers to whatever bug Chrissie passed along to him.

Because she was being passionate and focusing on the emotion in the song, Chris was no longer thinking about Stella. “Take me for what I am, who I was meant to be. And if you give a damn, take me baby or leave me.” She was pleasantly surprised when Kavi started being cute and joining in by doing a jig.

Honestly, musicals were healing and the only medicine she needed. Once she sang a little bit of the competent, organized, and dedicated Joanne’s verse, and the car started moving again, she raised her arms up in the convertible to feel the wind, raising the volume of her own voice, hoping the whole world could hear her sing. She had no shame. Without a doubt, this showed how fearless she was, how fun she could be with when she wasn’t in a mood, and how much of a star she was growing to be. Shiny and bright, like a diamond.

”Sing it, girl!” He cheered her on, the lyrics missing him by a mile but the energy in the car - and soon the parking lot of the country club - was high and positive.

From where they began this car ride, with both of them feeling frustrated. Kavi’s source was obviously constantly thinking about Ariel and Chrissie was frustrated (that’s putting it mildly) with Stella, but as soon as his date took the reigns of the music selection, he had to admit there was something endearing about Chrissie. She wasn’t perfect and that was something Kavi could relate to.

As he pulled into a spot relatively close to the entrance, Kavi threw all into the wind and turned up the volume to near-deafening levels. The volume paired with his BMW’s impressive sound system, not only would the beats of the song be heard, but the vibrations of the bass would be felt. “Now that’s more like it!” He grinned, repeating his same dance moves from before but he put some feeling into it this time around.

Having not seen Jasper and Ariana parked a bit away, and being closer to where the chaperones were standing, Chrissie hopped out of the car and brought her playful eyes to the teachers, specifically one, a math teacher who her best friend was in love with, “That’s it.” She pointed in that general direction and sauntered around the front of the car, “The straw that breaks my back.”

She opened Kavi’s door for him, “I quit.” Leaving the door, and her date, she sang louder than the volume, which was fucking high, and started skipping to the teachers, “Unless you take it back.” Her dark gaze stopped at Mr. Russo’s face, as she smirked, “Women, what is it about them? Can’t live with them or without them!”

For the last chorus, she gave her teachers a show (‘take me for what I am’), like the theater girl she was, and then walked backwards when it was coming to an end (‘take me, baby, or leave me), “Guess I’m leaving.” Beat. “I’m gone.” Heavily breathing, but completely ecstatic, she turned her attention back to Kavi and offered her hand for him to grab and join her, “You ready to party?”

With one hand, Kavi grabbed his jacket and her clutch and with another, he was whisked out by Chrissie’s pull. He wasn’t able to stop smiling. “Oh, I’m ready to party! Are you ready to party?” Kavi found himself shouting, not caring who else heard him.

“Well, duh. I wouldn’t have asked you if I wasn’t ready.”

After staring at her for a long moment, Kavi sighed and laughed. “Then what are we waiting for?” With a smirk, he led her towards the entrance in a half-jog.

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Trying to come up with a timeline of events for my rp having me like

What Are You Listening To?

And it's a...yeah.

What Are You Listening To?

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<Snipped quote by metanoia>
Ken, it's Tuesday.

@Inkarnate

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Meadow University

Shiloh Clay

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Name

Shiloh Betty Clay

Nickames

Shi _{(Pronounced “shy” but there’s not a y in her name, so don’t spell it that way.)}
Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam) _{(By her father & family)}

Age

20 _{(Birthday October 4)}

Gender

Female

Year

Junior

Reason of Admission

Trust fund — only able to access her family's wealth once she set off for college.

Major

Photography and Digital Media, minoring in Creative Writing

Sexuality

Lesbian

Relationship Status

Single & Looking for something serious _{(for once)}

Label

Photgraphy Lover/Novice Writer/Hardcore Gamer/Cosplay Queen/Rocker Chick/Party Girl

Appearance Details

• Hair: Dyed Cotton Candy Pink | Loose Waves | Worn down mostly but sometimes in a messy bun or in space buns
• Eyes: Icy Blue
• Height: 5’7
• Body Type: Thin, small bust, “boyish” frame
• Clothing Style: Shiloh’s fashion choices are diverse and ever changing. Most days she settles for a punk rock hobo look, wearing band tees that she always cuts/rips/bleaches or modifies in some way along with jeans and combat boots. Other days she likes to live her best pretty pink princess life, flipping from tomboy to girlygirl when it suits her mood — skirts, blouses, sometimes something as outlandish as a tutu. If she is feeling particularly creative or in a groove, she opts for bohemian hippie chic style clothing — floppy hats and loose, flowy blouses, clothing with beads and braids, tie dye. If it’s a Patreon day, or convention season, she will deck herself out in full head to toe, often handmade, cosplay (she has come to classes in cosplay around Halloween time as well). (ex: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6)
• Makeup Wise: Mascara, single color eyeshadow looks, black eyeliner if it’s a dark day, the lightest amount of pink lip gloss if it’s a girly day, concealer for pimples, otherwise just a tinted moisturizer (never a full face foundation).
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Virgin skin and only a single lobe piercing in each ear. She is considering getting a triforce tattoo, but her indecision has kept her from committing to anything thus far.

Personality Traits

Playful ★ Indecisive ★ Creative ★ Temperamental ★ Adventurous ★ Leisurely ★ Passionate

Likes

• Photography
• Writing
• Rock music, particularly her dad’s band, Mutiny of the Groove
• Cosplay
• Handheld game systems
• Pokemon, Zelda, Persona, Animal Crossing, Mario, and most of those cliche games about killing zombies
• The color pink… clearly
• Sour Candies
• Spicy food, especially flaming hot cheetos.

Upbringing Synopsis

Full Familial Background Bio

True love can be found amidst vinyl seats, home fries, and a vintage style jukebox. All you need is a little sunshine… The Sunshine Diner, that is. Kathryn “Rin” Zabrecky and Wesley Clay met at the diner when Rin was just a teenager. It wasn’t love at her first sight, lust maybe, but it was more of a game of cat and mouse than anything for a while. They were both young and dumb, and somehow they just… worked.

Rin was putting herself through beauty school when she started seeing Wes officially. Wes, on the other hand, was fronting a garageband that seemed to be going nowhere named The Lone Rangers, alongside his brother, his stoner friend, and his roommate. It just so happened that the stars aligned above LA a few years later, because this little garageband with it’s shitty name somehow got noticed by a record label. Working at a diner that occasionally hosted celebrity clientele had its perks.

There was a catch in the record deal, however. Wes and the boys had to choose a new name. After much deliberation, the group decided on Mutiny of the Groove, which still garnered more than a few eye rolls. Anything was an improvement to The Lone Rangers, however, so it was accepted and… surprisingly enough, the band took off. MotG, as it has commonly been abbreviated, has a unique sound — modern rock with roots in bass-heavy funk and classic 80s hair metal guitar riffs.

The eccentric young couple, though they had the money to do better, got married in a Las Vegas drive-thru chapel. The ceremony somehow gracefully danced the line of being both charming and obscene, and that perfectly represented the Clays’ relationship. Long after their wedding day, the couple remained as amorous as ever. Many might have thought them to be sex addicts and, truly, they weren’t wrong.

While the Clays did engage in frequent relations, Rin absolutely did not want children. But of course, no one is perfect, and Kathryn may or may not have missed a pill or two and oops. A fruit of their labor had blossomed. Wesley was away on tour with the band when Rin finally came to terms with what her late period meant. Wes found out that he was going to be a father over Skype, which was arguably better than a phone call or a text, but still not ideal. Despite neither of them having a desire to be parents, it turned out that they weren’t absolutely awful at it. Rin was unwilling to test that further, however, and immediately got an IUD after Shiloh was born.

Shiloh grew up in a hippie commune, of sorts. They say it takes a village to raise a child, and Shiloh was raised by not only her two parents, but also her “uncle” Lenny (that stoner friend from the band mentioned in the hider above), her actual uncle Wade, her mother’s non-binary sibling Nik, and the final MotG band member, Cooper.

Growing up, Shiloh inherited a little bit of each of those people that poured into her life. Her personality, fashion-sense, and tastes are all a blend of the eclectic group’s own personas. Shi likes the color pink, wearing ridiculously poofy skirts and dresses, and getting her hair done — just like her mother. On the flip side, she loves chilling out and wearing vintage rock band tees and listening to the same styles of music as her rockstar dad. Lenny taught her how to properly light a joint and “bask in the cannabliss”. Wade taught her how to be an absolute menace behind a drum kit (in all the best ways). Cooper taught her to embrace her own creativity, which led to her picking up photography and writing. Nik taught her to be open-minded, and to accept herself at a very young age, no matter what that meant — and if she ever needed someone to talk to, it could always be them. Shi came out first as bisexual and then later as a lesbian to her agender pibling(parent’s sibling) before she officially did to anyone else.

On the topic of sexuality, Shiloh was certain that she liked girls as early as elementary school. Girls were pretty, and they liked the same things that she did, most of the time. Going into middle school, Shi tried to like boys too. She came out first as bisexual, and openly dated both genders for a time. This is when she realized that preteen boys, quite frankly, were stinky: And dick wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be. In fact, the first time a boy dropped trou for a blowie in 8th grade, Shi stood up and left him wanting and waiting — only to dump him via text later that night. As it stands today, Shiloh maintains her status as gold star lesbian^{(not that she cares for labels)}, despite her years of bicuriosity.

Next came high school. Now that Shiloh was firmly and decided gay, it was time to play. She was young and cute and appeared to be playfully naive, all of which landed her in many a bed of the upperclasswomen of her high school. Among these women was Shauna Flynn, Beverly Hills High’s own thespian, lesbian, playgirl, misanthropist. Unlike many of Shauna (the Shark)’s so-called “victims”, their brief and wild tryst did not leave a freshman Shiloh teary-eyed or brokenhearted. Quite the opposite happened, in fact. Shauna was one of many girls that helped Shiloh figure out what she liked and what she wanted out of sex and romance, and the two of them remain friends even all these years later.

Heading into college at Meadow University, Shi was ready to put her loose moralled sexcapades behind her. She has tried dating seriously rather than bouncing from one conquest to another like she did in high school, but no relationship has stuck for more than a few months, unfortunately. Regardless of romance or lack thereof, Shi is living her best life at university. She has always dreamed of going to college and living in a dorm room, and now that she does, she’s making the most of it. Shiloh enjoys most of her classes, and packs her schedule full with fun and creative electives. She is active in the school’s gamer club, attends sorority parties, and enjoys going on “adventures” to explore the surrounding areas off of the college campus. Vermont is beautiful and a million times more interesting than LA, in her opinion. It snows here!!!

Family

• Kathryn “Rin” Clay (née Zabrecky) - Mother. Hair stylist and beauty salon owner.
• Wesley “Wes” Clay - Father. Frontman of Mutiny of the Groove.
• Nikolai “Nik/Niki” Zabrecky - Pibling. Shiloh’s #1 role model and confidant.
• Wade Clay - Uncle. Drummer of Mutiny of the Groove.
• Leonard “Lenny” Webber - “Uncle”. Bassist of Mutiny of the Groove.

Misc.

• Her mother’s genetics left her with a very large gap between her front teeth. Shiloh spent most of middle school and freshman year in braces because of it, and if she doesn’t wear her retainer every night, it will start to reappear.
• Has a freakishly long tongue. Seriously, it’s kind of weird. ^{But the ladies love it.}
• Growing up, Shi always had wildly colorful hair that made some of the other elementary students jealous — that’s a perk of having an open-minded hairdresser for a mother! Although Shiloh’s signature color has been pink for a solid few years now, it has been every color of the rainbow at one time or another.

FC: Charlotte Free | Color: 80e5ff | Font: Chasing Stars

Rules: I'm typically not a rom com person, but rotten tomatoes says that Princess Bride is a rom com, and I love that movie, so that one!

@GhostMami

So, this is merely for my own OCD. If it's not too much, put the rules bit inside the hider in the misc section. Do that and she's got the pink seal of approval!

Also:
>Shiloh spent most of middle school and freshman year in braces because of it, and if she doesn’t wear her retainer every night, it will start to reappear.
Pics or it didn't happen

What are you watching? Series or movies discussion/ reccomendation

<Snipped quote by Zyshi>

Yeah; IANOWT is great. A breath of fresh air compared to most Netflix shows as I tend to dislike or absolutely hate nearly anything they create. I had to have people convince me to continue with Daybreak and The Rain, and even then I didn't finish the latter.

@Kuro

So I decided to check it out and the first two minutes convinced me that this show is going to be something special. I love the dexter/you-styled inner thoughts. I know some don't like it but man it's great if done well.