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Mobius Academy: The City in the Sky

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Theo took off his headphones in time as his new roommate introduced herself. He was glad that she immediately informed him of a nickname he could use, he doubted he could pronounce her real name and he wouldn’t want to offend in the attempt.

”Wakanda? Badass...I’m Theo from...everywhere I guess?”

There was no customary greeting where he was from, well none that he would repeat in front of a cultured young lady like Ziggy anyway. He closed the door behind him and walked over to the other side of the room where his baggage already was situated. This was going to be an odd experience anyway but the immediate vibes he got from his new roomie was that whatever he was expecting, that could be thrown out of the window.

He glanced over to the far corner of the room and Normie stood there, thrusting his hips ”Dude, you gonna get busy? Huh? She’s hot in a she can probably kill you kind of way. Co-Ed dorms is fantastic a fantastic idea; too bad I’m dead. So many babes in this school!!” He catcalled with all the might his imaginary fourteen year old libido would allow. Of all the things the Goblin could have chosen from his subconscious to try and break his sanity, he had to choose Theo’s annoying little surrogate brother. He did his best to tune out the Goblin Childe by focusing on the faint sounds still coming from his headphones but the shadow kind soon found its way to the top bunk and was bouncing up and down like a baby kangaroo. ”DIBS”

”You can have the top bunk, Ziggy. I prefer being closer to the ground” This sort of thing was always awkward, meeting new people, the introduction process itself. It was especially frustrating for those of them who had honest to god superpowers. Theo found the best way to approach things was to just say it like it was, let the cards fall where they may. ”So, erm...fuck it. So I may or may not have a personality thing...I talk myself or..well to Normie but he’s not real. He’s a manifestation of my inhibitions and conscience, he never fucking shuts up so I have to tune him out by keeping myself busy. I really strong, fast and my laugh tends to cause people to have hallucinations. I like baseball, beer and building shit. Do with that what you will”

@Stern Algorithm

Mobius Academy: The City in the Sky

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Three Months Ago...

It was a calm morning other than a slight chill in the air but that nothing out of the ordinary. The orange sun was rising slowly and it’s glorious warm light reflected off of Manhattan’s many cold high rises. New York was being New York and in a corner apartment in the shadow of the colossal Oscorp Tower, Theo Blanchard was being a complete and utter tool.

”
I'm too sexy for my shirt
Too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Milan
Too sexy for Milan
New York, and Japan
I'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing”

Of course dancing around his bedroom in his underwear was nothing new, hell it had become Theo’s morning routine. He did have a lot to show off with great abs, a strong frame and a jawline for days. He held his beloved baseball bat like a microphone close to his body as he sang or screamed depending who you asked, to Right Said Fred’s 1991 banger. It was to be a busy day for Theo today, he had tests galore, a meeting with the guidance counsellor to talk colleges, he had baseball practice and dinner with his parents and the Osbornes! None of that mattered though, he was just too sexy.

”You are such a melt, McDungus”

Theo span and jumped back as he saw Normie Osborne standing in his doorway, laughing with his stupid teeth on full display. ”Get outta here turd before I break your face!” Normie was a cute kid and for the last little while he had become like the little brother that he had always wanted but never had. It was once thing he could say he gained from his parents' relationship with the Osborne’s. ”What are you even doing here?”

”You’re supposed to drop me off at school today, jerkzoid and you promised me I could sit in the front of your car this time and not hide in the trunk” The classic corvette was Theo’s pride and joy and was the outcome of three summers worth of odd jobs around the weirder parts of NYC.

Debating the truth of the curly haired brats statement for a moment or two, he put down the bat and moved deeper into the room. ”If I do, you have to keep your mouth shut, ok?” Reaching over to his desk, TB grabbed his keys and tossed them over to the youth on the other side of the room. ”Go get her started, I’ll be down in a sec”

Normie’s face lit up in a huge grin as he tugged in the ballcap Theo had gifted him last year. ”Shway”

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”Present Day”

Theo sat towards the back of the auditorium, arms and legs folded, eyes half asleep as he gazed off into the infinite yonder. He had fully intended on listening to the Principal's welcome speech, most of him was looking forward to his time at Mobius; however it was that other part, the part that kept laughing in his head, the part that wouldn’t shut up, the lunatic was making very difficult to keep up. He was pale and the bags under his eyes were quite prominent, ask anyone and they’d think he was a dude bro suffering after a hard night of good times; the reality that he was trying to suppress the soul of a fucking Goblin would be lost on most.

As the teachers and classes were announced; Theo shook himself from his thoughts to reach under the chair and read his card ”1A, Kitty Pryde” He knew enough about the X-Men to know that Shadowcat was a badass, so having her be his tutor was cool. He wondered about his potential classmates, some were the children of legends, some of the gods, he was a baseball player with a split personality and a knack for building shit, interesting times.

As a small smatter of students applauded, Theo took his change to escape, being one of the first to leave. Keeping himself moving and occupied helped to shut him out . He put on his headphones and walked briskly towards the 1A building. It was a monstrosity not unlike his beloved Manhattan this Mobius Academy. Tall, garish buildings and a lot of busy looking folk, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad? Arriving at the dorms, he made his way up to his allocated room and entered it. Inside already stood a young woman, he did a double take of his card; was he in the right room? The dorms were co-ed? Damn.

”...hey…”

Mobius Academy: The City in the Sky

Hi to all!

@Dirty Pretty Lies @Silver Carrot @Stern Algorithm @Roach @TootsiePop

We just wanted to thank you guys for the bitchin characters and how amazing they all are! To those who are accepted, should you have more than one character, please adhere to the "one post per character" rule.

Jordan and I talked and all of the characters who have been submitted, please refer to Captain America for their fates!

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@BrutalBx - Only thing we require you to change is swap out the metahuman reference for mutant or something of the sort. We will also accept a simple "powered person" term. We feel that metahuman is too DC-esque, so that's why we ask you to alter that part. When you do that, you may post Theo in the Char tab.

@Altered Tundra

Done

Mobius Academy: The City in the Sky

Theo

”A hundred million stars in the universe and we are but a spec of dust on one...or something profound like that”
_{Face Claim — Brandon Flynn| Color —8BAC42}

Name

- Theodore Thaddeus Blanchard
- Theo (Common)
- Gobby
- Slugger
- Big Tuna
- McDungus

Superhero Alias

Green Goblin

Age

18

Sex

Male

Sexual Orientation

Heterosexual

Villain Connection

Theo is not biologically related to any heroes or villains, however Harry Osborn and Liz Allan-Osborn have taken responsibility of Theo as his guardian after the death of his parents.

Appearance

Theo Blanchard is a good looking young man with a chiselled jaw, wavy hair and deep soulful eyes framed by dark bags. He is of average height with a lean natural build. Thanks to the Goblin Serum his body has become unnaturally solid and strong, his skin somewhat cold to touch. Most of the time he dresses fairly elegantly, nice jeans, a button down and a nice jacket or sweater to compliment the ensemble.

Personality Traits

- Goofball
Charismatic
Intuitive
Volatile
Workaholic
Brooding

Secret Origin

The Blanchard clan were what one would call a military dynasty; most if not all members of the family had some sort of tie to the armed forces. Robert Blanchard was serving his time under the legend that was Thunderbolt Ross when his wife Davina gave birth to their one and only child; Theo on Halloween Night. Davina, a scientist hated taking time off to have a baby and as such always held a certain resentment for her son, even though she did indeed love him. The work that Rob and Davina did often meant they moved around a lot and as such, Theo would best be described as an army brat.

Much of his youth was spent moving around the country. Theo struggled to ever really find friends, any friendships he did have came from his unique sense of humour but they often didn’t last long due to the family constantly moving which meant for quite a lonely and somewhat desperate childhood. Theo inherited much of his intelligence from his mother, often scoring exceedingly high on tests and developing a keen technical knowledge, however a fear of his intelligence scaring away potential friends meant Theo never really explored what his high IQ was capable of. When he was around fourteen, the Blanchards ended up moving to NYC as Davina got a job working for Oscorp to work on their latest project.

Theo found life in New York a little easier, he attended Midtown High and established a nice corp group of friends. He began to focus on athletics and found a talent for baseball which took up a lot of his free time and helped him find a place of structure and security which he had been so craving all of his life. He even found a brother figure in Normie Osborne, the son of his parents employer, Harry. With his father now retired from the army and working security and his mother deep in her experiments at Oscorp, Theo had his eye on college ball and a bright future until a fateful night one January.

Whilst having a dinner with the Osborne’s at their apartment, a group of masked assailants invaded the home in search of something, what was never actually made clear. There was gunfire, blood and then eventually silence. Theo remembers pain, lots and lots of pain. He remembers being dragged into a room and being injected with something green. His skin burned, his muscles tightened and his senses were turned up to a thousand. The next thing he knew, he had a bloody baseball bat in hand and all that was left were bodies, including that of his parents. Overcome with remorse and guilt, Harry took Theo in and explained what the experimental goblin serum that now ran through the young man's veins actually was. He told tale of his and his own father’s past as the villainous Green Goblins. Knowing full well the inherent side effects of the Goblin Serum (ie possible psychosis), a need for structure and training was a must for young Theo and Harry agreed that the best place for the newly powered young man was Möbius Academy.

There was a dynasty the young Blanchard had to live up to which one though? Blanchard or Goblin?....

Family Tree

Robert Blanchard - Father - Deceased
Davina Blanchard - Mother - Deceased

Harry Osborn - Guardian/Mentor

Liz Allen-Osborn - Guardian

Normie Osborn - Adopted Brother

Abilities

Thanks to being injected with a new strain of the infamous Goblin Formula, Theo developed into an empowered human with several abilities. Presently; most of his physical abilities have been increased to superhuman levels, this includes strength, speed, endurance, dexterity and healing rate. Theo’s already significant intelligence and ability to learn has also been increased but this has come at the cost of some of his sanity, forcing the usual pleasant Theo to be quite volatile at times.

Unlike previous Goblins, Theo has developed a new power to manipulate the fear of others using what has come to be known as the lunatic laugh. When bursting into this violent fit of laughter, the Goblin releases a psionic blast that forces the opponent to feel fear and terror from within. Some have claimed to see hallucinations of their greatest fears which Theo has taken advantage of in battle simulations.

Without his powers, Theo is an athletic young man with skills in both engineering and baseball, both of which he has incorporated into his hero persona, using a bat to hit his pumpkin bombs at opponents.

Mobius Academy: The City in the Sky

Theo

”A hundred million stars in the universe and we are but a spec of dust on one...or something profound like that”
_{Face Claim — Brandon Flynn| Color —8BAC42}

Name

- Theodore Thaddeus Blanchard
- Theo (Common)
- Gobby
- Slugger
- Big Tuna
- McDungus

Superhero Alias

Green Goblin

Age

18

Sex

Male

Sexual Orientation

Heterosexual

Villain Connection

Theo is not biologically related to any heroes or villains, however Harry Osborn and Liz Allan-Osborn have taken responsibility of Theo as his guardian after the death of his parents.

Appearance

Theo Blanchard is a good looking young man with a chiselled jaw, wavy hair and deep soulful eyes framed by dark bags. He is of average height with a lean natural build. Thanks to the Goblin Serum his body has become unnaturally solid and strong, his skin somewhat cold to touch. Most of the time he dresses fairly elegantly, nice jeans, a button down and a nice jacket or sweater to compliment the ensemble.

Personality Traits

- Goofball
Charismatic
Intuitive
Volatile
Workaholic
Brooding

Secret Origin

The Blanchard clan were what one would call a military dynasty; most if not all members of the family had some sort of tie to the armed forces. Robert Blanchard was serving his time under the legend that was Thunderbolt Ross when his wife Davina gave birth to their one and only child; Theo on Halloween Night. Davina, a scientist hated taking time off to have a baby and as such always held a certain resentment for her son, even though she did indeed love him. The work that Rob and Davina did often meant they moved around a lot and as such, Theo would best be described as an army brat.

Much of his youth was spent moving around the country. Theo struggled to ever really find friends, any friendships he did have came from his unique sense of humour but they often didn’t last long due to the family constantly moving which meant for quite a lonely and somewhat desperate childhood. Theo inherited much of his intelligence from his mother, often scoring exceedingly high on tests and developing a keen technical knowledge, however a fear of his intelligence scaring away potential friends meant Theo never really explored what his high IQ was capable of. When he was around fourteen, the Blanchards ended up moving to NYC as Davina got a job working for Oscorp to work on their latest project.

Theo found life in New York a little easier, he attended Midtown High and established a nice corp group of friends. He began to focus on athletics and found a talent for baseball which took up a lot of his free time and helped him find a place of structure and security which he had been so craving all of his life. He even found a brother figure in Normie Osborne, the son of his parents employer, Harry. With his father now retired from the army and working security and his mother deep in her experiments at Oscorp, Theo had his eye on college ball and a bright future until a fateful night one January.

Whilst having a dinner with the Osborne’s at their apartment, a group of masked assailants invaded the home in search of something, what was never actually made clear. There was gunfire, blood and then eventually silence. Theo remembers pain, lots and lots of pain. He remembers being dragged into a room and being injected with something green. His skin burned, his muscles tightened and his senses were turned up to a thousand. The next thing he knew, he had a bloody baseball bat in hand and all that was left were bodies, including that of his parents. Overcome with remorse and guilt, Harry took Theo in and explained what the experimental goblin serum that now ran through the young man's veins actually was. He told tale of his and his own father’s past as the villainous Green Goblins. Knowing full well the inherent side effects of the Goblin Serum (ie possible psychosis), a need for structure and training was a must for young Theo and Harry agreed that the best place for the newly powered young man was Möbius Academy.

There was a dynasty the young Blanchard had to live up to which one though? Blanchard or Goblin?....

Family Tree

Robert Blanchard - Father - Deceased
Davina Blanchard - Mother - Deceased

Harry Osborn - Guardian/Mentor

Liz Allen-Osborn - Guardian

Normie Osborn - Adopted Brother

Abilities

Thanks to being injected with a new strain of the infamous Goblin Formula, Theo developed into an empowered human with several abilities. Presently; most of his physical abilities have been increased to superhuman levels, this includes strength, speed, endurance, dexterity and healing rate. Theo’s already significant intelligence and ability to learn has also been increased but this has come at the cost of some of his sanity, forcing the usual pleasant Theo to be quite volatile at times.

Unlike previous Goblins, Theo has developed a new power to manipulate the fear of others using what has come to be known as the lunatic laugh. When bursting into this violent fit of laughter, the Goblin releases a psionic blast that forces the opponent to feel fear and terror from within. Some have claimed to see hallucinations of their greatest fears which Theo has taken advantage of in battle simulations.

Without his powers, Theo is an athletic young man with skills in both engineering and baseball, both of which he has incorporated into his hero persona, using a bat to hit his pumpkin bombs at opponents.

Mobius Academy: City in the Sky | A MHA Inspired Marvel RP

The lad may come out of early retirement for this and some of that sweet Saudi Arabia money...

CANCELLED.

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Mentions: Jasmine, Lee, Stella

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”Kicked out of two schools for violent conduct, arrested multiple times for umpteen misdemeanours, charged with assault and robbery. I must say Mr Hyde, I have no idea why your transfer to this school was accepted. You must have some powerful friends”

The blue eyed demon grinned, quietly musing over the guidance counsellors sheer confusion at his late transfer to Beverly Hills High School. Hyde sat there, bruised eyes, split lip and scratched up hands folded across his chest, a far cry from the faces in the hall behind him. It was bemusing to think that this man had so little idea what his wealthy charges in this school actually did in their spare time; some of the actions of the elite were far worse than the stuff Cameron did. At least when he did his shit, he was honest about it. The move to the 90210 was not initially a choice of Hyde’s; it was a dare gone wild.

During their time at the Chapter Six, Cam and Jasmine were starting to find their rhythm together on the dance floor, drenched in neon lights and seduced by a sensual saxophone, the feeling that whirled around them was utterly terrifying but also so desperately exhilarating that they couldn’t get enough, like the drugs he so readily supplies to the rich bitches he was surrounded by. Then came the moment his North Star ran out on him, of course he gave chase but she was gone, the girl hopped her bike and rode off into the night, leaving him alone. Leaving Cameron Hyde alone was dangerous; without a guiding light, the dark can become way to appealing and on a day like Dare Night, there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do. That’s how he wound up in a bathroom stall with a rather influential board member, a line of coke and a hidden camera. Someone had orchestrated this, of course they had. They wanted blackmail material and the monster from maple was the perfect guy to get it. Getting himself enrolled into BHHS was a bonus.

”What is it you actually want to do with your life, Cameron? What’s the goal?”

”I’m not sure” Hyde feigned interest of course. ”I don’t really think too far ahead”

”Why is that?”

Cameron scoffed as if it was insulting that this over paid and under educated nanny didn’t have a clue what he was talking about. It was extremely clear in these few quiet moments that regardless of how they pretend, the people here were from a whole other world. ”Where I come from, it’s not about what you want, it’s about what you got to do to survive. A man must have a code”

”And what’s your code?”

The demon with the face of an angel lifted his baby blues to match the counsellors inquisitive gaze, a very real, palpable hint of menace in them. ”Fuck everyone”

”I was just like you, I grew up hard and I grew up with a chip on my shoulder but then someone took a chance on me. Showed me that I was more than where I came from. I’m gonna give you that chance, Cameron but I need you to work for it. You think you can do that? You think you can be perfect? Go show me”

Leaving the guidance counsellors office, Hyde room a deep breath. This was a different world, it wasn’t dogtown, his old tactics wouldn’t work here. Before he could threaten and beat his way to the top, down by the water he was number one, he wasn’t that here, not yet. He had to be smart, Lee wasn’t going to help him here, he had his hands full with that prissy bitch, Stella. No, the dark passenger had to find new friends, people who could and would get him to where he needed to be; the fucking top. He had to be number one.

This election everyone and their mothers seemed to be talking about, this was the perfect opportunity for the antagonist to make his mark in this brand new world. He couldn’t run for President, that was just idiotic but he could “offer” his services to the right candidate. Someone would know how to use his animalistic nature to their advantage. Evil walked the halls of this school, evil of a different malevolence to his own and he just had to find it.

He stood for second, gazing upon the student body running around the halls and with every passing student, further dangerous ideas of what he could do to them plagued Hyde’s troubled mind. These ideas were so very far from anything that they had experienced before; they were blood soaked and glowing in violence. The night was dark and full of terrors and now so was this place. It had thought it had seen everything, wait until they got a load of him.

”Take a picture, handsome. It’ll last longer” The girl said as she slammed closed her locker, startling Cameron from the awful day dream he dare not share with anyone else. She fearlessly sauntered up to the towering youth and shoved a piece of paper into his hand. ”Come to this, you can stare and take all the pictures you want” she spun on her conversed heel and headed off into the crowded halls.

Hyde opened up the folded sheet and scanned it: it was a poster for a gig ”The Last Saints in Hollywood”

There were no saints in this world of sinners.

CANCELLED.

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Featuring: Gwen Morgan & Cameron Hyde
Mentions: Riley@TootsiePop, Brynn@Melissa & Chris@GhostMami

Monday Morning

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x x x “Hey there marks it’s your girl, the one, the only Ace’s Morgan streaming live from my bedroom in all my glory. As you can see, today I’m repping the latest in AWE merchandise, the Gethin Rhys End Waltz shirt available on AWE’s official merch store to celebrate is third world title. Congrats Uncle G. Now onto the important stuff, Dare Night was a huge success. Many a shenanigans took place all in the hopes of winning that hefty sum of prize money. In the end though there could only be one winner and that was, le gasp, one Jasmine Fulton. Word on the street is that she made a deal with the devil in order to get ahead. Don’t worry my dear pets, I’ll get the scoop. On the flip reverse, some of you may know, most of you will not but today is a day to mark on your calendars. Today; hells favourite harlot is joining the BHHS Morning Show. Don’t worry babies, I ain’t going too commercial just yet. There’s still a little indie rock n roll left in this gorgeous bodess. Well, no time like the present so I’m heading out guys, allow me as always to leave you with a new banger to start your day off right: this is Strangers by City and Colour” Written by BrutalBx

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After finishing the latest instalment of the Asylum, Gwen closed her webcam and returned to planning her outfit for the day. Her gothic room of red pain was a fucking shit hole, clothes and vinyl records littered the floor and the distinct smell of her favourite weed and booze permiated the air.

She sat down at her desk and began to apply some makeup, dark smoky eyes, of course this was a given, some black lipstick was always nice. She looked hot, she knew this, people also needed to know this. Grabbing her phone, the pulled down her new shirt to teasingly cover herself up and bit the bottom of her perfect DSL’s. Snapping a seductive selfie, she scrolled her phone for her boi and quickly hit the send button. Everything was new with Chris and it was exciting. She hasn’t felt like this in a long time, if ever at all.

Gwen finally decided on some leather shorts with a bullet belt, some knee high socks and her favourite doc martens. It was time to make her second sensual appearance on the morning show, this was going to be fun. Riley and Brynn were strangers to her; faces in the hall, names in the mouths of acquaintances and whispers in the ever gossiping halls of Beverly Hills High School. The irony that she, the heavy metal queen would be joining such a thing as the Morning show was not lost on Ace at all. Needs must and she needed to get her name out there if she was ever going to get out of this thing alive. The Morning Show was a way to do that.

Driving her Stingray to school, a feeling of nervousness and anxiety washed over Gwen like a violent downpour. It had nothing to do with the show however, no it was something else entirely. It was something she could see pulling into the school parking lot: Cameron Hyde. She had not forgotten about their run in on the boat a while back. She still had nightmares about his angelic face glaring down at her like a rabid dog, his strong hands forcing her against the wall as he snarled in her ear. The memory sent cold shivers down her spine like nothing else could. He was pure evil hiding behind a beautiful mask.

A true, handsome devil.

Normally, the only time you would see the dogtown psycho in Beverly Hills was if he was with McCarthy doing business but rumour has it that he was transferring. God help them all if that was the case. Gwen made the decision then that if he was here to stay, then they needed to become strangers.

Hyde climbed out of his Jeep Wrangler, cigarette in his mouth and bad intentions in his pretty blue eyes. Joining the kids of BH was nothing short of a genius stroke. Tuition was no issue thanks to Lee’s Dare Night shenanigans and now he could be here with his North Star, Jasmine as well as the other fine student bodies that the dirty filthy rich had to offer. He cared about her sure but there were many fine wine collections in the world and Beverly Hills just had so much to offer. Not to mention the business opportunities; these kids had too much money and not enough sense and Cameron Hyde was the perfect person to exploit them. He threw his cigarette onto the floor before checking his reflection in the driver side mirror. His face was a little beat up as usual but other than that he knew he looked like one sexy motherfucker. The monster glanced over the parking lot to see Aces Morgan gawking at him, terrified of course, as she should be. He smiled at her, waving mockingly to her as he did. It was time to see just how fucked up this side of the tracks truly was. He leaned into the back of the jeep, grabbed his bag and headed into the building.

Climbing back into her car, Aces grabbed hold of the steering wheel as tightly as she could in an attempt to control her breathing and force herself passed the panic she was feeling. Eventually she found herself in the studio with R and B and it wasn’t as awkward as she had anticipated, in fact it was actually quite light and easy. A good thing of course, it helped her brush away the dread that Hyde has ushered upon her. That said, Gwen knew so very little about the election. The midnight girl often considered herself well in the know when it came to the drama’s of BHHS but as far as this thing was concerned, the suicide blonde was as clueless as Alicia Silverstone.

”So, what do we need to know?”

Days I Recall Being Wonderful (Slice of Life)

Roxanne Williams

Name:
Roxanne “Roxy” Williams (Formerly Palminteri)

Roxanne’s Journal Entry:
“Dear Diary. Today was a good day and it made me feel great! One of the sex-ba bombs was married! My goodness is she in for a hard time! Still, I’m young, I’m hot, I have an amazing baby girl and my dream job. Life is good today. Then why do I feel so empty? What is wrong with me?”

Nicknames:
Foxy
All Red Everything
Ro

Age:
28

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Relationship Status:
Divorced

Occupation:
TV Writer

Likes:
Meddling in her friends' lives
Hiking
Karaoke
Dancing

Dislikes:
Her Ex
Hospitals
The Color Beige

Hobbies:
Bingeing TV shows
Dance Competitions
Making Vlogs

Dreams:
Roxy’s dream was always to write for tv, which she has been doing for a while now. Next after that was a family, she’s part way there. She has her daughter, now all she needs is someone to love her.

Fears:
Not beating her illness was always the big one. Leaving Rhea without a mother is her current.

History:

“a little firecracker”
Roxanne Williams came into this world one hot as all hell Sunday afternoon in Gatling, Texas. She was the only child of Carson and Cathy Williams, who owned and operated a local restaurant. Right from the off, Roxy was a little firecracker; blonde haired dressed up in pigtails, a mischievous grin and a fearless attitude. If there was any kind of mischief to be done, there was no doubt that little miss Roxy would have her hand in it. Shortly after her birth, the Williams discovered that they would be unable to conceive another child so they made sure that Roxanne was always taken care of. Never spoiled but always adored, naive little red believed that this was how everyone should be treated and thus her credence was born; treat others like kings and queens and it will be returned to you in spades.

First grade assembly, Roxanne scoped the room for someone interesting and found herself side by side with a bespectacled cat named Eli; she smiled at him and he smiled back and thus she had made her first friend and set the tone for her entire future. In middle school, Roxy quickly became the queen of the castle, popular but kind, she has a habit of taking in lost young things, making their world a little bit brighter and then sending them back out into the world. One such project was Cyrus Kingsley. She had been off school for a little while with pneumonia and when she returned, she saw the young boy and felt a pang in her heart, that day she told him to sit next to her at lunch; he stayed in that same seat until the day they graduated. Cyrus was the first recruit into the island of misfit toys yes but the second, a perfect storm called Nellie soon became Roxanne’s person; no one would ever know her or love her like Helena. She was the sister she never had. Hana was the next misfit and she literally became Roxy’s child, the fiery mastermind had to protect this girl with her life, she just had to. When Ravi, a new exotic import and a rarity in predominantly white Gatling turned up, the ever people obsessed Ro just had to know him. Sitting next to him first at lunch and then getting her new friend also to sit with him like a swarm of hungry lions, devoured his soul and he soon became part of their collective.

“a force of nature”
The summer before high school, Roxanne made two giant leaps in life; she dyed her hair red for the first time and she met her fourth best friend Diana Lancaster, fresh off the plane from Rhode Island and now slumming it in Gatling, Texas. Now a powerful group of girls and Elias, the newly christened sex bombs very swiftly esdtablished themselves as leaders within the school hierarchy. Even with what, they never let it go to their heads and we’re often looked upon as a group to rely on and aspire to be in. When she joined the cheerleading squad, a hurricane met a tsunami as Roxy crosses paths with Harper a girl that was fearless and all kinds of trouble; they would certainly cause all kinds of chaos together that was obvious. It was also through cheerleading that Roxanne met a handsome young cowboy named Dusty. Like everyone, she fell hard for those damn eyes but it was kind of a rule of thumb at Gatling high, at least once everyone fucked Dusty. After the briefest of dalliances, Dustin became a part of the misfits.

In the midst of her sophomore year, Roxy and Ravi soon found themselves in a relationship. It was her first and she had picked the perfect guy to take care of her. Also in her sophomore year, her parents decided to adopt another child and were blessed (or cursed) with the arrival of troubled teen Adam Perry. Adam and Ro had a difficult start but eventually found their way to becoming brother and sister.

During the four years she and her friends were in high school, so many things happened that seemed straight out of a movie or a TV show that it inspired Roxy to pursue a writing career when she graduated. There were fist fights, dodgy teachers, guns and a whole lot of football all of which was perfect inspiration. One final twist in the tale really brought Roxy’s whole world crashing down. She had been feeling fairly weak in the run up to graduation and had to take some time off. After some tests, she was diagnosed with early onset Huntington’s disease and was given a life expectancy of fifteen years. As someone so full of life, this devastated Roxanne and really broke her. Unable to bring herself to tell her friends, on graduation day she found herself pushing them away to protect them or protect herself she was never really sure. This lead her into the arms of a one “Shotgun” Jack Palminteri; Gatlings golden boy and the QB1 of the previous years graduates. After cheating on Ravi with Jack, bridges were broken and the girl who had everyone now had nothing and no one.

“a shit hole called home”
Roxanne’s world in tatters, she wound up attending the University in Austin with Jack and the two began a relationship. He was the first person she told about her diagnosis yet despite her and her families misgivings, he stuck by her. Jack was drafted to the Tampa Bay Buccaneers during his sophomore year so Roxy transferred to a college closer to him. Whilst there her career began rise and she worked her way up from an internship straight to the writers room of a tv show. Jackie on the other hand, was struggling to make a splash in the NFL and was cut without playing a single game. Shortly after this, Roxanne found out she was pregnant. Unsure of what to do, the young couple were married in Vegas and moved back to Gatling, with Ro being able to work from home and Jack taking a coaching job at their old high school.

After moving back to Gatling, Roxy knew it was time to mend fences and began reaching out to her friend and family in order to fox things. For the most part it was easy, she struggled with Adam and Ravi in particular. Adam eventually came round, Ravi however never returned a single message. Eventually Roxanne gave birth to a little girl, Rhea and settled into life as a mother. It was a shit hole but Gatling would always be home.

“the end of the affair”
Things seemed to be going good for the Palminteri’s; Jack was doing well for himself as a coach, Roxy’s TV show was one of the highest rated in the country and Rhea was growing up fast and sweet. However there was more to their lives than met the publicly eye; Roxy’s disease was getting worse and she was deteriorating faster than expected. Jack, unable to cope turned to long nights at work, which in turn became a sordid affair with a fellow teacher. As soon as Roxy found out, it was the end and Jack was out of the door. She knew all of the golden boys little secrets and she had no qualms telling people if she had to. After some bitter divorce proceedings that lasted about fourteen months, Jack and Roxy’s marriage officially ended.

A month later, Roxanne was dead...

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Extra Info:
Roxanne’s favourite band was Fleetwood Mac
Her parents had an open door policy, which meant many of Gatlings kids wound up at their house for impromptu dinners and sleepovers
Theme
Alexandra Breckenridge and Red

Days I Recall Being Wonderful (Slice of Life)

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Interacting with @spooner@Kitty@TootsiePop

As the shot of good old fashioned whiskey burned his throat like a round of bad toast, Dusty felt someone sit next to him, yet it wasn’t just any someone. He knew this presence, even in his semi permanent drunken haze he knew what was going on around him. This was a talent he had mastered during his hard partying days as a Gatling superstar. Dusty took off his ten gallon and placed it on the bar, causing his chestnut coloured bangs to fall and frame his devilishly handsome face. He exalted through his nose before sliding the second beer he had ordered over to Elias. ”Hey hoss, yeah it’s been a while”

Elias Hellqvist; Dustin’s high school therapist and the closest thing he had during those days to a best friend. To the untrained eye, Dusty was of course a jock. He was the star running back of the football team, he was unfathomably good looking, he could sing better than Bieber and he just had that IT factor. What most didn’t realise was that Dusty Rockhold was a lonely son of a bitch (Mrs Rockhold was actually a saint but I digress). In their many many talks over the years, Elias had made no secret of the fact that Dusty was the son that his father had always wanted and in hindsight it made the cowboy feel awful. Eli was a good person who didn’t deserve to be made to feel second best. Dusty raised his glass to his old friend before downing the amber ale in three seconds flat. ”Another”

As Dolores, whose apparent immortality was one of Gatlings greatest ghost stories, poured the former RB1 his next drink, a familiar voice pierced its way through the hustle and bustle of the wake. Glancing to his right side, Dusty saw the all too familiar porcelain features of one Hana Cheong. It had been a little while since he’d seen her in person. She had definitely blossomed since high school, most everybody does. The last time he saw her was probably at her wedding. He had decided to surprise her with the gift of learning Korean so he could sing her and her new husband a song. It went off like a house on fire that night. In the split second he had seen her, deep in her eye still sat the look of a stranger in a strange land that had no idea what she was doing. ”Hey little sis”, he said placing a comforting hand on her demure shoulder.

Mere seconds passed before even more of there once merry group of misfits landed in the Tavern. Finally succumbing to social norms, Dusty turned on the ancient, rusty stool to face the gathering of what the beautiful dead considered her best friends. What a mess they were. None of them spoke or kept in touch, if they did it was barely more than a general catch up, any meaningful conversations ended on that first Stampede weekend the year after graduation when only Roxanne turned up and the rest of them gave a smorgasbord of excuses. Bless her she always continues to try but high school friends are high school friends, when the big bad world comes calling, it was every man and woman for themselves.

Cyrus and Diana, a couple no one could have foreseen. Cy had always been a great friend, a good guy so when he and Diana started hooking up he made a point to let Dusty know. At the time he was in Iraq, so the idea brushed off of his broad shoulders with little problem. It wasn’t until after he got home and the weight of his reality began to set in that the thought of Diana, a girl he loved so intently falling for someone else and that someone else being a close friend, that stung, like a punch in the gut. It also didn’t help when he watched Diana’s Dreamhomes on repeat for nights on end. She still looked amazing and her scent was exactly the same. Her waves of blonde hair framing her face like a portrait. He tightened his already firm grip on his glass just a little bit more. ”Ain’t you two looking nice? Welcome back”

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From the shit stained back room that Dolores had decided to clean for the first time in ten years, Jack emerged into the crowded Tavern. Damn, his ex wife sure was popular. They had been separated for about a year, divorced only a month when he found her body. Half of the town didn’t even know that so to some he was a widowed father and damned he would be if he didn’t play up to that. The image of her sitting there, like a Madam Tussaud waxwork was seared into his memory. Every time he closed his eyes she was there, staring at him with that literally dead stare. He wasn’t staying; a move some would consider to be dickish but Jackie Palminteri had an epiphany a long time ago; someone was always going to be the dick, it didn’t matter if it was him or not, he was always going to be about number one.

Jack looked up at the large picture of Roxanne that they had placed over the back wall and sighed. What a waste. With those teasing hazel eyes, that shock of red hair and a jawline that could shave ice she was beauty personified; a man was a liar if he didn’t say he fell in love with her just a little bit when he saw her. He glanced over at a group that had amassed at the bar whilst he was in the other room; it was a whose who of Roxy’s friends from high school, no doubt they would play the dutiful friend roles now but where were they the past ten years whilst she struggled? Things may have gone sour but at least Jackie was always there. He scowled lightly for a second before switching back to his usual lackadaisical shit eating grin. He had to go, it was game day after all and not even death could stop football. Leaving the Tavern, Jack caught the glimpse of Helene Perfect; yeah maybe not then but now? Yeah now she wasn’t too far from Perfect. He gave her wink before brushing past to climb into his car.

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As Jackie left, the high pitched wine of a broken old tannoy system stabbed through the bustling noise of the bar. The picture of Roxy shot upwards to reveal a screen with another image of the grateful dead, only this one was moving.



”Hey y’all! Don’t adjust your tv screens, it is I, Foxy Roxy Williams coming at you live from, well I guess the afterlife! If this video is being played for you then I’m dead, very dead. Don’t cry for me Argentina, I had a good life, a short one but a good gone. If all has gone to plan, this is the first of a fair amount of videos of the recently deceased me. Their purpose is simple; you’re about to hear the story of my good life and the days I recall being wonderful but you know me, I can’t make it that easy for you, got to make it a little bit dramatic. So scattered around Gatling are some mementos and memories of what came before, each clue will lead you to my next vid and my next memory. Fun right? I totally stole this idea from a book. Anyway, Rhea, babe, if your watching this, mommy loves you and she always will. To the island of misfit toys, this is as much your story as it is mine. We made a promise and maybe my being gone will finally make you fulfil it. I’m not perfect, I never was but you know who was? You Nellie and this first clue is for you. I left my journal for you, it’s yours to carry on the story but if I were you, where would I hide it? Start where we finished. I love you all, see you in the next one”