AlteredTundra

Edenridge

Jade Taylor

_{"She was all the seven deadly sins."}

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𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙚

Willow Jade Taylor

𝙉𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨

Just Jade. She hates her first name and absolutely hates its origin.

𝘼𝙜𝙚

19, December 1st

𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧

Cisfemale, She/Her

𝙎𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮

Labels are stupid. Jade likes whoever the fuck she wants to.

𝙍𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨

Single with no plans of changing that in the long-term sense.

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𝘼𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨

▸ HEIGHT : | 5'11
▸ WEIGHT : | 125lbs
▸ ETHNICITY : | German-American
▸ HAIR COLOR : | Blonde.
▸ EYE COLOR : | Bluish-Green.
▸ MODIFICATIONS : | Ears pierced and a tatt of clipped angel wings on her right inner-wrist.

Jade has been described as having what’s called a “pear body” with measurements that do not make her too skinny but nowhere near curvy. She works out on the regular, which may attribute to her lean build and tight features (stomach, buttocks, legs, etc). Her skin is nowhere near flawless. She does tend to keep her blonde hair unkempt, but she has a preference of looping it into a single ponytail. And aside from a slightly angled jawline and the sometimes heavy application of make-up, Jade is relatively above average as far as her natural looks go. Her genes have gifted her with being pretty and that’s honestly the only thing that can be said about that.

When it comes to her style, there’s something to be said about how Jade can make an outdated look appear to be stylish. For her, sometimes being sexy and being comfortable are one in the same. She generally likes to dress lowkey but with a flavor or two added from the grunge style. This usually translates to some generic tops, flats, jean shorts/pants, dresses often paired with a jacket of some sort, skirts with thigh-high socks, fishnet stockings, flannel shirts if she’s feeling it, and, of course, beanie knit caps for when she can’t be bothered to do her hair in the morning. Example of her style.

𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮

There’s a lot to be said about Jade as a person. On the surface, she appears to hold herself with confidence. Dressing the way that she does and not giving a fuck about what anyone might think takes a lot of balls and even more confidence to support the weight of the world that she carries on her shoulders. It might not seem like it, but even at the age of eighteen, Jade has seen more trauma in her life than anyone her age should. Because she hasn’t let it drown her is even more reason that she has a strong will to survive.

First impressions with Jade always seem to go as well as they possibly could. She’s a friendly girl and has just enough of a down-to-earth personality that doesn’t make her boring (which she is anything but), yet it doesn’t make her too overbearing. Her usually chill demeanor always serves as a gesture for people to befriend her. It’s when they see she’s got a chip on her shoulder and a bit of an edge/anger problem that might be a problem later. Being friends with Jade, however, does guarantee that she’ll fight for you at any given moment she senses people might cause a problem for her friends. She’ll defend that person or those people until she dies. Another thing that attracts people to Jade is how "easy" she is to get along with, though the reasons for that underneath are...complicated.

Just as there is an upside to Jade’s overall persona, the biggest downside boils down to two things: her temper and recklessness. Maybe she’ll punch a few people, maybe Jade will do something a little more than what some normal people call “obeying the law". She will smoke, drink, do drugs, and sleep with anyone she wants to. That kind of reckless behavior has been about a year in the making and, if recent actions are any indicator, Jade is just getting started.

𝘽𝙞𝙤𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙝𝙮

_{tw. shitty parents, alcohol, drugs, controversial opinions}

In the entirety of Willow Jade Taylor's life, there have been two Charlies who, in their own ways, made an impact on her that couldn't be shaken off even if she went to some kind of camp in the backwoods of the Midwest.

Born to a drunk and a junkie, ones who would much rather find their next score or figure out creative ways to acquire money to get their next high, Jade didn't know parental stability until her mother's brother, who most around Edenridge scowled at for his association with the Fallen Angels Motorcycle gang, stepped up when literally nobody else would. Charlie Taylor was the closest thing Jade had to a father, but to her he would always be Uncle Charlie. Though he had a day job as a mechanic, the rumors of him actually being high up in the Edenridge Charter of the Fallen Angels Motorcycle gang repeatedly became an issue for Jade - what, with the cops always hovering about. Still, she never seemed to care because, even though he did illegal things, especially as she grew older, Jade's view of the world became fixated on one important thing.

Despite Charlie dividing his focus from a legitimate job and whatever he did for the Fallen Angels, he was home every night. He helped her with her homework (of what he could), and he was there for her.

Charlie Taylor was there for Jade. No amount of rumors coming at her like a punch in the gut or tragedy could ever make her see Charlie as anyone but the only parental figure in her life that she gave a damn about and that gave a damn about her.

Maybe because of the person her uncle was and how he never, never saw her as the hopeless child of two useless parents, two people who never should have been parents to begin with, that also instilled values in her. Actually, Jade knows it's because her uncle was such a champion for the loners, for those who always were the butt of everyone's jokes, talk of the town -- whatever have you -- that were directly carried over and passed down to Jade.

And maybe that's why she felt a certain...kinship with another Charlie, but this one wasn't rugged and didn't have a dope Harley. He was named Charlie Decker and he was someone Jade considered a friend. Despite what he did. Despite the terrible thing he did, that never changed.

And for the two tragedies that her class felt, Jade was more affected by that than Alison Davies' overdose. Maybe it was due to the fact that she didn't know Alison outside of occasional hellos in the hallway. But with Charlie? There was something there. Jade always felt a bit protective over him and she had always meant to hang with him, have lunch with him, walk with him to the bus stop or to his house before she caught a ride home to the one-bedroom home she lived at with her uncle.

But over the years, like all things in life, Jade drifted into different circles. Between trying to focus on her studies and not failing and actually, you know, not trying to completely suffer in the hell of being the girl from the other side of town attending the quote-unquote "good school", Jade unintentionally became one of the many people that forgot about Charlie. But she didn't. She never forgot about him. Charlie became a part of her and whenever she heard her friends shit on him, she came to his defense.

And then it happened. In a blink of an eye, the kid that most shrugged off as quiet and timid and a nobody became a somebody. To some, he became the monster that would haunt their nightmares while some would forever remember him as the kid that got what he deserved in the end. To Jade, however, he was still the friend who shared her same morbid humor. To her, he was someone that she saw as the little brother she never had.

And she was left forever confused and conflicted about how she should feel about her friend. Those who lost someone at his hands hated him while the rest either were scarred by his actions or happy he met his end. And on some level, she understood this. But at the same time, Jade couldn't help but feel that maybe if someone had reached out, then he wouldn't have resorted to this. That maybe if she reached out sooner, he wouldn't have become another shooter who met his end via police gunfire.

And while most have moved on or healed, for an entire year, Jade remained in Edenrdige, remained in a numb stasis-like state where she spent the entirety of her first year after high school, which she barely graduated mind you, smoking, snorting, and fucking her year away. Anything she could to numb away her pain and confusion, Jade took it. And in that year, her uncle got arrested for weapons charges and was to spend five years in prison.

What happy year she's had, huh?

𝙁𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮

_{Cameron John Müller 👠 Father 👠 43 👠 Unemployed (occasional mailman) || FC: Baron Corbin
Whitney Joss Müller (nee. Taylor) 👠 Mother 👠 42 👠 Unemployed (occasional waitress) || FC: Maria Brink
Charlie Wayne Taylor 👠 Uncle and only person worthy to be considered a parent 👠 38 👠 Mechanic for the Edenridge Fallen Angels MC 👠 FC: Corey Taylor}

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_{FC: Taylor Momsen 👠 Dialogue Color: #e62020 👠 Aesthetic Board}
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👠 Works as a waitress and occasional stripper at the "Edge of Sin" Strip Club
👠 Originally, Jade's reliance on drugs and alcohol — cocaine and Jack Daniels whiskey (her uncle's favorite) -- began as a way to cope and numb the pain of past regrets, but now she is addicted to it and loves the way it makes her feel.
👠 Jade is a chain smoker and has a preference for Marlboro Red 100s. She usually goes through five packs a week depending on her stress level.
👠 She lives in the same apartment she's lived in since she was seven.
👠 Jade's been driving her uncle's Shorttail Cruiser ever since he's been locked up and serves as her main mode of transportation.

Heed the Call

_{"It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance."}

^{Wesley || 14 || Male}

Appearance Details

• 5'3"/ 105lbs
• Pale skin but not unhealthily so
• Skinny, untoned body
• Black hair and greyish-blue eyes
• Wesley's has a somewhat relaxed take on formal wear for his every day outfit, though usually it contains a few of the following:
  
  • A buttoned-up T-shirt with a plain white or black shirt underneath
  • Slacks
  • Dress shoes for events and sneakers for everything else

Belongings

• A black backpack that contains his notebook and a few pens and pencils
• His camera that is always on his person due to his love for taking photos and having a passion for photography.

Character Summary and Crest

It's ironic that Wesley Alexander Cross becomes the digidestined to represent friendship when making friends is incredibly difficult for him. Despite this, there was one person who knew him the most.

Growing up in upper class London in a family that had wealth but also prestige, it was hard for Wesley to feel like he was recognized, but there was nobody who made him feel valid in a family where only the oldest mattered and who also saw him as someone who could do great things. This person was his older brother of three years, Sylvester. Sure, he had other siblings but they were younger. Sylvester was the one who he looked up to most. To his parents, Sylvester was the apple of their eye, the one who Simon and Yvonne could place all of their hopes and dreams on. Sylvester always encouraged Wesley to follow his passions, which always centered around photography. First with polaroids, which his brother gave him for his ninth birthday, and eventually giving him his first "professional" camera that the pros use.

Sylvester was his best friend and his hero.

So when Sylvester was taken from them suddenly, by an illness of unknown origin just three days shy of Wesley's eleventh birthday. It rocked the Cross family to its core, felt not only by his parents but his younger brother and sister, Benjamin and Cassandra. The biggest change of all, however, was not the emptiness that his passing left in their home, but Wesley becoming the focus of his parents expectations. Perhaps it was their way of coping with Sylvester's death, but it didn't change anything. Simon tossed him straight into the pit of more work than fun and Wesley's confidence was practically eliminated. He became something of an empty shell who didn't speak unless spoken to and became a well-mannered, almost timid boy, doing what his parents told him to (mainly his father). His mother gave him some leeway.

Thus why he was at summer camp. His mother persuaded his father to allow him to experience some fun, claiming balance was good for him or something. The only way he'd allow it, however, was if they temporarily relocated to Salt Lake City, which was roughly an hour away.

So, Wesley has that cloud looming over him.

Digimon Partner

Pururumon → Poromon → Hawkmon → Aquilamon → Silphymon → Valkyrimon

At his Digicore, Hawkmon represents everything that Wesley could be: confident, able to speak up without being addressed, and sure of himself. But they also share a certain genuine compassion for those close to them. Hawkmon is an assuring bird-type Digimon who always makes calculated decisions based on what's best in the given situation. That being said, he is also fiercely protective over those closest to him and if they are in danger, regardless of the size of said danger, he will do everything in his power to defend them from it - which sometimes can lead to a sliver of impulses taking over.

Return to Edenridge

<Snipped quote by metanoia>

I adore Taylor Momsen but still have a real love/hate relationship with her character from Gossip Girl, honestly. 🙄

Since we can reserve, mind if I reserve Daren Kagasoff with his color being #C35817?

@iSuspect

I'm the opposite. I loved Jenny and everything she did.

Return to Edenridge

Definitely interested! And I'd love to reserve Taylor Momsen if I can with the color #e62020. :)

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Just patiently waiting

Heed the Call

"If you don't have an injury or two, you haven't truly lived!"

_{Jax/Jackson || 14 || Male}

Appearance Details

• 5'4"
• 120lbs
• Chestnut-colored hair || Spiky and usually a mess
• Amber-colored eyes
• A typical Jackson Drake outfit usually contains the following:
  
  • A hooded sweatshirt of some sort.
    
    • Sometimes with a single-colored t-shirt over it.
  • Blue jeans/pants or shorts
  • A camouflage headband that keeps his hair out of his face (a pet peeve of his)
  • Vans sneakers. Always.

Belongings

• Skateboard
• Backpack with some snacks and a few cans of dew
• Handheld camcorder to record him doing sick tricks on his board

Character Summary and Crest

Jackson Torvald Drake (yes that's his full name) has always been one to put one foot in front of the other, always one to not shy away from taking on things that would otherwise be deemed dangerous. And maybe that's why he embodies courage, because not showing any fear to new experiences has always been a part of who he is, as well as his upbringing.

Originally from Ridgewood, Utah, Jackson grew up in a fairly normal household. His father, John, is a mechanic and his mother Riley a waitress at the local diner. Understandably so, he never knew what it was like to come from a broken home. He grew up very close to his parents and they often were very supportive of his aspirations to become a professional skater. His father even bought him his first skateboard, to which he started at a very young age. It became his main focus and in his mind, that meant taking risks with tricks, setting up shots with his camcorder, and filming himself skating through places he might get into trouble for.

If Torvald wasn't his middle name, then having no fear certainly would be.

And that's just always been the kind of boy Jackson was. He never showed any fear because he didn't know what it was and still doesn't. He doesn't care what people think because he's never been genuinely hurt or heartbroken.

Digimon Partner

Sunamon → Goromon → Gotsumon → Golemon → Gogmamon → Blastmon

At his core, Gotsumon is a mischievous, cheerful-ish rock mon. He is often the first one to want to investigate a dangerous location and will more than likely do all that he can to get others to come with him. Much like his partner, though he means well, Gotsumon makes problems worse or causes them more frequently than he does in the effort to solve them. And like Jackson, Gotsumon is quick to anger and will always use his head in the literal sense. This, apparently, makes him the perfect Digimon partner for Jackson Drake.

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Digimon Digital Monsters!

Heed the Call

_{Digimon Adventure-inspired ♦ 4-6 Characters ♦ American Digidestined}

You might not realize it, but you have been chosen for something great. You and five others experienced something incredible six years ago. That day you might’ve been too tired to understand what was happening -- the day you saw two monsters fighting in the forest in the distance. You might’ve been scared. Your minds then hadn’t fully developed what might be real and what wasn’t. But I can tell you it was real. As real as the fact you are one of lucky ones.

I can tell you that you are chosen to help save our world. You and those five others, who not--so-coincidentally, will find yourselves serving as camp counselors nearly five hundred miles away from The Incident. You all are nearly out of junior high school -- actually, you all should be around fourteen now, right? Yeah, that lines up perfectly.

Oh? My name? I’m sorry, I had completely forgot. I’m Jericho. Jericho Watson.

But who I am isn’t as important as what I can do for you.

In reading this Email, I hope you believe me or else I imagine your surprise will be most unpleasant. Just know ...you are the only hope. For your world and mine…

Yeah, six years ago there was a sighting of two giant monsters that attacked the small town of Ridgewood, Utah. A town, which hosts less than 1500 residents, made waves. Or it should have. Truth be told, the sighting was only popular on conspiracy sites. The same sights that claim bigfoot is a Bollywood sensation and the Loch Ness invented Toaster Strudel.

Nobody believed the six kids who swore they saw a red dinosaur with green scales going down back and tail fight a flying praying mantis-esque monster with long sickle-like blades for arms
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Some might’ve shrugged it off while others stood firm on the belief that they saw two monsters fight for nearly seven minutes, with each getting their own licks in until a hole in the sky opened up and that was when the weirdness began.

Instead of what you might expect -- which, really, who could prepare for that -- a beam of “light” (instead of it being actual light, it was barcode and ones and zeroes) shot down from the center of the tear, latching onto both monsters. Their limbs were slowly absorbed into the light and their bodies disappeared into it. And about a minute later, the tower of “light” was gone, the rip had faded, and everything went back to normal.

But it wasn’t normal. It was never going to be normal. The six kids who didn’t know each other, who all watched it from their own neighborhoods -- they weren’t normal. They were special and, they didn’t know it at the time, but they were chosen to save two worlds. They were the Digidestined.

But as life would have it, seeing those monsters when they did -- especially for those young minds so impressionable -- didn’t do much to develop their psyche in a healthy way. They claimed to adults they saw monsters and these adults, of course, didn’t believe them. They thought they had overactive imaginations. And when they didn’t stop, the same adults who promised to believe them and love them, thought they were sick. So they went to therapy. And when that didn’t work, six years to this day, It’s a youth resort for teens, whether they're troubled or are there for their own reasons is unknown at this time.

Among several others, through circumstances unknown to them, the six who were at the same camp. During the Independence Day celebrations, when everyone will be focused on the explosions from fireworks and festivities, these six will have their lives changed forever.

Was it part of some grand plan? Well let’s find out, shall we?

Heed the Call

@TGM @NeoAJ

Eye wants to write // Craving Digimon

_{Ken ♦ 30 ♦ Male ♦ Pacific Time}

About Me

Sup! I'm Eyeshine. You can call me Ken. As you might’ve guessed from the title and my snaggy header, I’m male and way too old to still be doing this, but here we are. I have been writing for the better part of the past *checks notes* thirteen years. I’m not the best and I’m certainly full of errors and typos here and there, but I like to think of myself as a literate writer.​
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I can’t promise that my posting speed is going to match my partner’s every single time, but if inspired and motivated enough, my response speed may surprise you. I tend to match whatever I’m given (for better or for worse). I can post anywhere from a paragraph to full-length chapter (if I feel like it).​
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I like to think of myself as someone very easy to get along with and, if you find me interesting enough, plot with. My preference of tropes tends to stay in a few known, almost laughably-cliche, yet-equally-as-entertaining categories: the loveable idiot, the girl that can kill you with a jab, and a kinda-sorta-not-really Hinata clone. But I mainly just go for whatever I know the most. Is it staying in my bubble? Maybe but I like to write characters I know I can do well.​
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But anyway, I’m rambling. I am an experienced writer and just love to relax and write occasionally.​

What I’m Want

It’s been a while since I’ve done any sort of interest check for a 1x1 and usually I stick with...adult ones, but recently I’ve been finding myself with a serious hankering for some fandoms, which will be listed down below. But first, a few things to keep in mind:

• Due to my age and for my own comfort, I will only be accepting partners who are 18 and over.
• Any idea to come from this might require we double, even triple up, which means us each tackling on 2-3 characters + any NPCs we may create down the line.
• I do consider myself an advanced lit writer, so my partner would need to be able to write at least 2-3 paragraphs (non dialogue).
• I love making friends and knowing my writing partners, so if you enjoy talking oocly, I'm your guy!
• Discord is my ideal platform for OOC. I'm online practically every day unless otherwise stated.

If you’re still with me, then bitchin! Absolutely bitchin!

Current Cravings
The amount of * next to it indicate my priority for it.

Kingdom Hearts

Fish Out of Water — Back to basics, classic KH (without all the convoluted plots), very KHII-esque, double/triple-friendly
It's summer vacation and you know what that means! It's time to divide your time from making the most out of the time you have until school starts back up again by spending it with your friends at The Usual Spot and earning money so you have some to spend to make the most of vacation. But as this happens, as you and your friends just have fun, strange occurrences happen around town. People go missing, strange creatures appear and little by little, a web of mystery unravels and changes life as you know it. Through a series of unfortunate events, you become entangled in a battle of light and darkness and through some help of friendly faces, you might come to know your place in this new normal.

Some kind of Bad Empire tryna control the hearts of the worlds idea? - Think Star Wars but Kingdom-Hearts-a-fied. Could fuse with first idea too. Give the perspective of an ongoing war between darkness army and light rebels from the young hero's perspective

Digimon

Vetrean Tamer x New Tamer(AU to Tamers canon) - ****
For a week now, random sightings of monsters have been making appearances in the park, at schools, near residential blocks, in downtown New York City, but nobody has been able to explain why. News stations have explained it away to it just being conspiracy theories, elaborate pranks, and other such things that most would take their word for it, but to those who know, to those who know about DIgimon, even as a concept for a wildly popular MMORPG and card game, know it when they see it: Digimon are real and more than just a card game. And they're in New York City.

For two kids no older than fourteen, probably in eighth grade who still play the games (either professionally or for fun), they know. And they are about to cross paths. One has been a Digimon Tamer (as they are called) for close to a year and one is about to be introduced to a world that nobody prepared them for. This world has a war brewing in the distance and neither veteran nor novice tamer is ready for what that'll bring to The Big Apple.

New DATS Recruits/Something akin to it - ******

I don't have a whole plot for this, but I've always liked the idea that Data Squad/Savers presented, so maybe we could do something like that. In a sort of "FBI recruitment" approach or even general young avengers style. Maybe a series DNA scanning and Behavioral tests would be how our Digimon partners are chosen? Whether that is opposite of our characters' personalities or just an extension of them remains to be seen, but yeah I'm very much interested in this idea, as well.

Re: Diginited - **********
Disclaimer, this idea is very experimental, but I think it has a lot of potential

Ten years ago, a group of four kids, who now live in infamy in the Digital World who saved both human and digital worlds from sure destruction, that were dubbed as "The Saviors". In truth, they were four kids who possessed two crests that represented two characteristics about themselves. With their partner Digimon, they put to rest GranDracmon and his army of undead dark area digimon. A foe that was so strong that he usurped the Demon Lords themselves and rose to power as the self-appointed Mad King of the Digital World. When he fell, the discord in the two worlds slowly faded. As the need for saviors faded, so did these kids' reason for being in the digital world. They said goodbye to all the friends they made along the way. To their partners and went on to live normal lives.

Now, ten years later, these kids are no longer kids. They are adults. They might be working their own job, living in their own apartment and maybe even have someone in their lives that is precious to them. But lately, they've been having dreams. As adults who might have mental health issues, they chalked it up to that, but the dreams will become progressively worse. They become a lot more vivid until there will come a point where they can't pass it off as something less than it is.

The time for the Saviors to return is at last here, with the brewing threat of a revival. A second coming of madness. Grandracmon is not dead.