Grimoire Gaming

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Marshall Ryan Everley

_{(FC: Joey Mills, CC: 997fdb)}
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| | N I C K N A M E (S) | |

• Marsh and Stardust (but we don’t talk about that anymore)

| | A G E | |

16, 1/12

| | G E N D E R | |

Male

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

Very Gay

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

Single, but secretly still harboring feelings for his ex

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

Ice cream scooper at Creamistry during the summer. He doesn’t need the money, he works to “build character” and by that, he means, to meet cute guys outside of school.

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

Junior

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

Marshall’s style is very clean and comfortable, while still being fashion forward. He wears his uniform to the school’s code, even going so far as to iron everything fresh in the morning. The only deviation that he makes is that he occasionally substitutes the neck tie with a fashionable scarf instead. On casual fridays and the weekends, Marshall’s everyday style looks a little something like this.

| | R E P U T A T I O N | |

Marshall Everley is one of the school’s most notable thespians. He lives for the stage, whether it be singing, dancing, acting, or a combination of all three. Along with that hobby comes his flamboyant personality. Marshall is cheerful, colorful, and friendly. He lives his life openly and passionately, and he has ever since he moved to California in his middle school years. Prior to the end of Sophomore year, he wasn’t the type to ever make enemies. He broke up with Skylar Powers last May, and no one in the school really knows why. They were the school’s hottest gay power couple, and now? Now… Marshall avoids all of the SISters like the plague, the friendships seemingly ending with the relationship. Now he mostly hangs out with his fellow theater kids, where his light can shine outside of the shadow of SIS.

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| | H I S T O R Y | |

“I wasn’t born in San Francisco, my sister and I are actually from New York. Yes, the city, NYC, the place of legends and ridiculous tourism industry. It is just as fabulous as it is made out to be, trust me. The glitz, the glamour, the city that never sleeps because there are so many AWESOME things to do. Not to mention it being the home of Broadway, uhm, hello? I wish I could have been there as a teenager, I mean SanFran isn’t so bad, it suits me, but I think I will definitely return to my roots someday.

ANYWAY… where was I? Oh, right, I was born in another state, as was my older sister, Martelle. My father, his name’s Roman, he has a high paying civil engineering job, so naturally, we were born and raised in the heart of the city — Manhattan. Yes, I said he has a job there, meaning he still has it. As you can see, I no longer live with him, and that is because my parents are divorced. Handsome ol’ man Roman is a lying cheat and he bedded up with a harlot named Victoria, while still married to my lovely, wonderful, super awesome mom, Anne.

His loss, mom is the greatest and she deserves better than my dad’s divided affections. I mean, don’t get me wrong, he’s an okay father — I don’t think that he likes that I am gay very much, that’s whatever — but he was a shitty husband. My momma deserves the hottest piece of pool boy ass that SF has to offer after the emotional turmoil that she went through.

So, to continue my story, we’ve lived in sunny California for years now. Mom immediately dove back into doing the work that she loves, which is real estate, and she’s best damned agent in all of San Francisco. No, I’m not biased, she’s the best, check our bank account if you don’t believe me. Yeah yeah, a lot of our money also comes from Roman’s support — like I said, he’s an okay dad, I’ll give him that, but we’re loaded because both of our parents are wealthy and successful in their own rights. While Mom was doing her thing, my Dad had two kids with Vicky, Roger Jr. and Virginia, the former being a direct result of the affair scandal and the latter was born after they got married.

My sister and I go on exciting and extravagant vacations with Roman and the step-relatives sometimes, last year it was Bali, so we get to see him frequently even though we live a whole country apart. On the topic of my sister, she is kind of everything to me? I love her a lot. Now that I think of it, maybe spending so much time with two women is why I’ve come to express my feminine side so much? Who cares, it’s 2019, and I will live as PROUD and free as I want to be. Embrace the gay, my friends. Embrace it. Free hugs to all — except for Sky!

Anyway, here at Marble Heights, you’ll see my face around the halls, prowling for some hope of a fairy tale romance in this barren wasteland of a high school. True love can’t just exist in my books, I deserve a shirtless man who will sweep me off my feet and straight into bed too. No, I’m not thirsty… okay, fine, I’m a little parched, if we’re being totally transparent here. You will also see my face on the stage. Theater is my life, I’m a thespian to the core. I’ve played a lead role in every school production, both musicals and plays, since elementary school. I sing, I dance, and I have my sights set on Broadway. You will see my name in lights someday, I’m the star of the show.”

| | B E Y O N D M Y R E P U T A T I O N | |

The saltiness towards SIS is a facade. Marshall avoids them, not because he hates them, but because it hurts to be around them. The truth is, even though he was the one that broke things off with Skylar, he’s still hung up on him. Marshall won’t admit it to himself, but the reason he broke up with Sky was because of his own insecurities regarding Sky’s polyamory. Sky had promised to stay faithful, and he had, but Marshall’s paranoia about cheaters because of his father, paired with feeling like he could never be enough to truly please Skylar as only one person… it got to be too much. He can’t help but feel like he threw away his only chance at a happily ever after, but he’s too prideful to take it back now. So instead… he’ll have to settle for stolen glances full of longing… and, of course, secretly sleeping with older men he met through his summer job. But, the summer is over, so... now what?

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

• Participates in all school plays & musicals
• On the yearbook & dance committees
• Dance & vocal lessons outside of school

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

| B E S T |
English, Music, and Art

| W O R S T |
Science and Math

| | E X T R A N O T E S | |

Font: Standing Room Only NF Font (1001fonts)

Second Horizons

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The Seattle native was thankful for his upbringing in Washington as he cruised up the hills in his black Jeep Wrangler. The roads were winding perilously through the wooded hills and were slick with freshly fallen snow. Desmond’s skills at driving in the snow were bolstered by the back of his car being weighed down by his luggage as well as two bags of salt — just in case. Des and his father might be having a bit of a… difference of opinion at the moment, but he did take after the man enough to “always be prepared for an emergency”. Chances are one of the non-local drivers at this camp might be needing it more than he would.

Desmond glanced at the Google maps directions on his phone, seeing that he was a mere four minutes away from his destination. Checking the clock on the dashboard, that put him about right on time for the planned arrival period. Dez drummed his fingers along the steering wheel in time to the Parkway Drive song that was blaring through the Jeep’s sound system. The relentless bass was loud enough that the glass windows of the vehicle were vibrating.

Life is good, man.

That thought passed through Desmond’s mind as he pulled into the parking lot of Second Horizons. This might be his first Christmas away from his mom and sister… and dad… but that didn’t mean it was going to be a bad one! Jackson always talked this place up, plus he’d get to spend two full weeks shredding the slopes, filming sick content for the Tok, and meeting people that like boarding as much as he does. Hell, maybe there’d be a snow bunny or two to get cozy with too, that could be fun.

Dez went around the back side of his car and popped the hatch to pull out his bags. One larger suitcase contained his clothes and basic toiletries, while the smaller “toiletries” bag housed his real necessities. His camera, his weed, a carefully wrapped festive bong, a copy of Halo 3 and an extra xbox controller, as well as his various chargers and spare electronic devices.

Following his fellow campers, he assumed, Desmond made his way to the North Pole area. A larger group was gathered there, with the counselors wearing t-shirts to separate them according to their cabins. Dex recalled that he was assigned to the green cabin and made his way towards a cute little shortie and a guy with curly hair, presumably his counselors. On his way, he saw Jackson and nodded his chin with a half-smile in a subtle greeting when their eyes met.

“Sup, I’m Dez. Where can I put my shit?” Desmond asked the pair in green shirts as he approached them.

Second Horizons

Desmond Everett Free

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_{(FC: Christopher McCrory; Dialogue: 40c095)}

♫ “I know you'll write me off
I know you're always gonna count me out
You think I'm gonna let you down?
Just wait...
Gonna show what I've got left
You haven't even seen my best
Just wait...” ♫

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► How many years have you attended Second Horizons?

“This will be my first year.”

► What team color would you like? Do you think you'll get it?

“Green is my favorite color, it’s the color of weed, and the color of Christmas trees. Basically the best color ever. I have no idea if I’ll get it… is it like a competition or something? I just vibe with green, dude.”

► Is this your choice to attend? If not, what can we do to accommodate you?

“Hell yeah, man, I love the snow. Usually I travel abroad with the fam on winter break, but this year I decided to stay local-ish for… reasons. Tryna’ meet some new friends from all over the country that like the same things as me, ya feel?”

► Any allergies, disabilities, or special circumstances we should be aware of?

“I dunno… does being a daredevil count as a special circumstance? Listen, I might do some dumb shit and get myself a little busted up, but don’t worry about it, I consent in advance and it’s all my fault. I promise I won’t sue or anything, it’s chill.”

► Do you have experience with any winter sports? Would you like lessons?

“HA! Do I have any experience with winter sports, they ask. Check me out @D.Freek on all socials, that’s where I post all of my stunts and snow content. Mainly I’m a boarder, but I’ve tried pretty much all of the winter sports… except the luge. Damn, do ya’ll have a luge track? That shit looks hella fun at the winter olympics.”

► What are you looking forward to?

“Hitting the fresh powder, filming sick content for the Tok, Christmas, making friends, maybe meeting a snow bunny to cuddle up with. Heck, this is the best time of the year, what’s NOT to look forward to?!”

► What are you not looking forward to?

“Wait, damn, that was legit your next question, huh? Well… if I have to pick something to not look forward to, it’s probably the bunkbeds and shared sleeping area sitch. I usually sleep naked so a little privacy would be nice… but I can get creative if I need to.”

► Tell us a little bit about yourself:

“I live for the thrill and to chill, man. Those are the two main moods, thrill and chill. Sometimes I like to mix ‘em. You ever gotten blitzed and gone boarding? It’s hella tight. But I don’t know, talking about myself like this is weird, feels like a job interview or something, and I hate those. Anyway, I like to think I’m friendly and easy to get along with. I only have a younger sister so I like to treat my friends like the brothers I never got to have, and I got brothers all over the world now. I think I’m also like… a bit of a hopeless romantic… is that lame to say? Ah, whatever, I don’t care if it is. I got a lot of failures under my belt but I’m really trying to find the one, you know? I wanna find a girl like me, one who wants to see the world with me, and who can keep up with my shenanigans but also likes to chillax at the end of an eventful day of adventures. I guess I’m a little needy, that might be what drives ‘em away. I just like to feel loved, man. This shit is bumming me out though, what’s the next question?”

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► Noteworthy appearance traits:

❄️Black hair, a few inches long, sometimes gelled up but mostly just floppy out of laziness
❄️Icy blue eyes
❄️6’3, 180lb, with a slim athletic build
❄️A forearm sleeve tattoo that he got started upon turning 18 years old and has had 3 separate sessions to add to it since
❄️16mm black ear gauges
❄️Strong jawline and bone structure
❄️Comfy casual style with alternative influences: black pants, band shirts, brand merch (Volcom, Burton, etc.), snow gear, sometimes just sweatpants and a hoodie

► Noteworthy luggage items:

🏂 His beloved snowboard
🏂 GoPro camera and other equipment to film tricks
🏂 A healthy stash of gorilla glue strain
🏂 The Christmas Bong
🏂 A copy of Halo 3 and an extra Xbox controller
🏂 His phone & charger, he literally can’t live without his social medias

► Quirks:

• Serial Monogamist — His upbringing made Desmond a little starved for affection and thus, he does not stay single for very long. Being in a relationship is almost part of his identity. His last break up was 2 months ago, this is one of his longer stretches of singledom since middle school.
• Christmas Enthusiast — Des has a super soft spot for all things Christmas, including the cheesy holiday songs. Christmas was one of the only times that he was guaranteed time with his mother, father, and sister all at once, so he cherishes it.
• TikTok Famous — Dez has a moderate following on TikTok, which he has turned into a following on Instagram, Twitter, and YouTube as well. Dezzy hopes to use this following he has gained by posting snowboard tricks and stunts to gain sponsorship and hopefully be able to go pro. He is literally putting all of his eggs in this basket for the future and isn’t planning on going to college, much to his father’s chagrin.

► Likes/Dislikes:

✔ All things winter (Snow, Boarding, Christmas, Hot Cocoa, etc.)
✔ Chilling out (Smoking, video games, movie nights, eating, etc.)
✔ Heavy music (Hardcore, nu metal, alternative, punk rock, grunge, etc)
✖ Cats, he’s allergic and he’s never met one that wasn’t an asshole
✖ Staying in one place for too long, he was born to travel and see the world
✖ School work, life behind a desk is just not for him

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► Brief history:

William Free was a very particular man. A businessman from Seattle, Washington, whose job oftentimes took him to major cities all around the globe. Being the particular man that he was, William always travelled in the same exact way. The same airports, same airlines, always first class, and always the third row seat on the right. This routine led to Bill encountering many of the same flight attendants and, over time, one in particular caught his eye. A striking blue-eyed brunette by the name of Annalise Becker, although her last name wouldn’t remain Becker for long. After a dozen or so shared flights and conversations, Bill had asked Anna on a date. After a year of courtship, he proposed, and a year after that, they were married. Annalise had become a flight attendant because of her love of travel. While Bill was a bit of a square, Anna was an adventurous free spirit. One would not expect such a pair to work, but they balanced each other out perfectly. Somewhere in between their travels from Seattle and abroad, the couple conceived their first child, Desmond. Des’ younger sister, Deidre, was born two years after that.

The Free children grew up together, bonding over their close age up until the point where boys and girls decide that they can no longer stand each other. The children also, more often than not, were raised by a nanny or their grandmother. William Free remained a workaholic even after starting a family, and both parents were often travelling to different countries for work, sometimes for extended periods of time. The only time of year that the family had guaranteed quality time together was for the holidays, which is why Desmond is so fond of that time of year.

Once Desmond was old enough to be somewhat self-sufficient, he started joining his parents (mostly his mother) on their trips abroad, when he had time off of school. As it turns out, Dezzy inherited his mother’s love of travel and adventurous heart. If he had gotten the chance to spend more time with her, he probably would have become one hell of a momma’s boy growing up. Desmond was always interested in snowboarding, but it wasn’t until he went on a trip to Switzerland that he really got a hungry passion for it. He started filming himself, or asking his mother to film him, or even some random passerby that he promised ski lodge food in return for filming him… and the rest is history.

Dez hopes to make a name for himself as a snowboarder, go pro, and hopefully make it to the big leagues — the winter olympics. He’s well on his way there, in his opinion. His mother supports his dreams while his father thinks he should have a more practical and financially stable plan for the future. His father’s thoughts and opinions have become much more vocal now that Des is in his senior year and hasn’t picked a college to attend (because he doesn’t plan to go). As such, tensions have been at an all time high, and Desmond has chosen to spend his first Christmas away from his family by attending this camp. If he ignores his problems at home, maybe they’ll just go away. One can hope.

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► Extra information:

Font: Little Santa Flake (fontmeme)

Second Horizons

Desmond Everett Free

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_{(FC: Christopher McCrory; Dialogue: 40c095)}

♫ “I know you'll write me off
I know you're always gonna count me out
You think I'm gonna let you down?
Just wait...
Gonna show what I've got left
You haven't even seen my best
Just wait...” ♫

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► How many years have you attended Second Horizons?

“This will be my first year.”

► What team color would you like? Do you think you'll get it?

“Green is my favorite color, it’s the color of weed, and the color of Christmas trees. Basically the best color ever. I have no idea if I’ll get it… is it like a competition or something? I just vibe with green, dude.”

► Is this your choice to attend? If not, what can we do to accommodate you?

“Hell yeah, man, I love the snow. Usually I travel abroad with the fam on winter break, but this year I decided to stay local-ish for… reasons. Tryna’ meet some new friends from all over the country that like the same things as me, ya feel?”

► Any allergies, disabilities, or special circumstances we should be aware of?

“I dunno… does being a daredevil count as a special circumstance? Listen, I might do some dumb shit and get myself a little busted up, but don’t worry about it, I consent in advance and it’s all my fault. I promise I won’t sue or anything, it’s chill.”

► Do you have experience with any winter sports? Would you like lessons?

“HA! Do I have any experience with winter sports, they ask. Check me out @D.Freek on all socials, that’s where I post all of my stunts and snow content. Mainly I’m a boarder, but I’ve tried pretty much all of the winter sports… except the luge. Damn, do ya’ll have a luge track? That shit looks hella fun at the winter olympics.”

► What are you looking forward to?

“Hitting the fresh powder, filming sick content for the Tok, Christmas, making friends, maybe meeting a snow bunny to cuddle up with. Heck, this is the best time of the year, what’s NOT to look forward to?!”

► What are you not looking forward to?

“Wait, damn, that was legit your next question, huh? Well… if I have to pick something to not look forward to, it’s probably the bunkbeds and shared sleeping area sitch. I usually sleep naked so a little privacy would be nice… but I can get creative if I need to.”

► Tell us a little bit about yourself:

“I live for the thrill and to chill, man. Those are the two main moods, thrill and chill. Sometimes I like to mix ‘em. You ever gotten blitzed and gone boarding? It’s hella tight. But I don’t know, talking about myself like this is weird, feels like a job interview or something, and I hate those. Anyway, I like to think I’m friendly and easy to get along with. I only have a younger sister so I like to treat my friends like the brothers I never got to have, and I got brothers all over the world now. I think I’m also like… a bit of a hopeless romantic… is that lame to say? Ah, whatever, I don’t care if it is. I got a lot of failures under my belt but I’m really trying to find the one, you know? I wanna find a girl like me, one who wants to see the world with me, and who can keep up with my shenanigans but also likes to chillax at the end of an eventful day of adventures. I guess I’m a little needy, that might be what drives ‘em away. I just like to feel loved, man. This shit is bumming me out though, what’s the next question?”

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► Noteworthy appearance traits:

❄️Black hair, a few inches long, sometimes gelled up but mostly just floppy out of laziness
❄️Icy blue eyes
❄️6’3, 180lb, with a slim athletic build
❄️A forearm sleeve tattoo that he got started upon turning 18 years old and has had 3 separate sessions to add to it since
❄️16mm black ear gauges
❄️Strong jawline and bone structure
❄️Comfy casual style with alternative influences: black pants, band shirts, brand merch (Volcom, Burton, etc.), snow gear, sometimes just sweatpants and a hoodie

► Noteworthy luggage items:

🏂 His beloved snowboard
🏂 GoPro camera and other equipment to film tricks
🏂 A healthy stash of gorilla glue strain
🏂 The Christmas Bong
🏂 A copy of Halo 3 and an extra Xbox controller
🏂 His phone & charger, he literally can’t live without his social medias

► Quirks:

• Serial Monogamist — His upbringing made Desmond a little starved for affection and thus, he does not stay single for very long. Being in a relationship is almost part of his identity. His last break up was 2 months ago, this is one of his longer stretches of singledom since middle school.
• Christmas Enthusiast — Des has a super soft spot for all things Christmas, including the cheesy holiday songs. Christmas was one of the only times that he was guaranteed time with his mother, father, and sister all at once, so he cherishes it.
• TikTok Famous — Dez has a moderate following on TikTok, which he has turned into a following on Instagram, Twitter, and YouTube as well. Dezzy hopes to use this following he has gained by posting snowboard tricks and stunts to gain sponsorship and hopefully be able to go pro. He is literally putting all of his eggs in this basket for the future and isn’t planning on going to college, much to his father’s chagrin.

► Likes/Dislikes:

✔ All things winter (Snow, Boarding, Christmas, Hot Cocoa, etc.)
✔ Chilling out (Smoking, video games, movie nights, eating, etc.)
✔ Heavy music (Hardcore, nu metal, alternative, punk rock, grunge, etc)
✖ Cats, he’s allergic and he’s never met one that wasn’t an asshole
✖ Staying in one place for too long, he was born to travel and see the world
✖ School work, life behind a desk is just not for him

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► Brief history:

William Free was a very particular man. A businessman from Seattle, Washington, whose job oftentimes took him to major cities all around the globe. Being the particular man that he was, William always travelled in the same exact way. The same airports, same airlines, always first class, and always the third row seat on the right. This routine led to Bill encountering many of the same flight attendants and, over time, one in particular caught his eye. A striking blue-eyed brunette by the name of Annalise Becker, although her last name wouldn’t remain Becker for long. After a dozen or so shared flights and conversations, Bill had asked Anna on a date. After a year of courtship, he proposed, and a year after that, they were married. Annalise had become a flight attendant because of her love of travel. While Bill was a bit of a square, Anna was an adventurous free spirit. One would not expect such a pair to work, but they balanced each other out perfectly. Somewhere in between their travels from Seattle and abroad, the couple conceived their first child, Desmond. Des’ younger sister, Deidre, was born two years after that.

The Free children grew up together, bonding over their close age up until the point where boys and girls decide that they can no longer stand each other. The children also, more often than not, were raised by a nanny or their grandmother. William Free remained a workaholic even after starting a family, and both parents were often travelling to different countries for work, sometimes for extended periods of time. The only time of year that the family had guaranteed quality time together was for the holidays, which is why Desmond is so fond of that time of year.

Once Desmond was old enough to be somewhat self-sufficient, he started joining his parents (mostly his mother) on their trips abroad, when he had time off of school. As it turns out, Dezzy inherited his mother’s love of travel and adventurous heart. If he had gotten the chance to spend more time with her, he probably would have become one hell of a momma’s boy growing up. Desmond was always interested in snowboarding, but it wasn’t until he went on a trip to Switzerland that he really got a hungry passion for it. He started filming himself, or asking his mother to film him, or even some random passerby that he promised ski lodge food in return for filming him… and the rest is history.

Dez hopes to make a name for himself as a snowboarder, go pro, and hopefully make it to the big leagues — the winter olympics. He’s well on his way there, in his opinion. His mother supports his dreams while his father thinks he should have a more practical and financially stable plan for the future. His father’s thoughts and opinions have become much more vocal now that Des is in his senior year and hasn’t picked a college to attend (because he doesn’t plan to go). As such, tensions have been at an all time high, and Desmond has chosen to spend his first Christmas away from his family by attending this camp. If he ignores his problems at home, maybe they’ll just go away. One can hope.

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► Extra information:

Font: Little Santa Flake (fontmeme)

Second Horizons: A Slice of Life RP

Desmond Everett Free

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_{(FC: Christopher McCrory; Dialogue: 40c095)}

♫ “I know you'll write me off
I know you're always gonna count me out
You think I'm gonna let you down?
Just wait...
Gonna show what I've got left
You haven't even seen my best
Just wait...” ♫

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► How many years have you attended Second Horizons?

“This will be my first year.”

► What team color would you like? Do you think you'll get it?

“Green is my favorite color, it’s the color of weed, and the color of Christmas trees. Basically the best color ever. I have no idea if I’ll get it… is it like a competition or something? I just vibe with green, dude.”

► Is this your choice to attend? If not, what can we do to accommodate you?

“Hell yeah, man, I love the snow. Usually I travel abroad with the fam on winter break, but this year I decided to stay local-ish for… reasons. Tryna’ meet some new friends from all over the country that like the same things as me, ya feel?”

► Any allergies, disabilities, or special circumstances we should be aware of?

“I dunno… does being a daredevil count as a special circumstance? Listen, I might do some dumb shit and get myself a little busted up, but don’t worry about it, I consent in advance and it’s all my fault. I promise I won’t sue or anything, it’s chill.”

► Do you have experience with any winter sports? Would you like lessons?

“HA! Do I have any experience with winter sports, they ask. Check me out @D.Freek on all socials, that’s where I post all of my stunts and snow content. Mainly I’m a boarder, but I’ve tried pretty much all of the winter sports… except the luge. Damn, do ya’ll have a luge track? That shit looks hella fun at the winter olympics.”

► What are you looking forward to?

“Hitting the fresh powder, filming sick content for the Tok, Christmas, making friends, maybe meeting a snow bunny to cuddle up with. Heck, this is the best time of the year, what’s NOT to look forward to?!”

► What are you not looking forward to?

“Wait, damn, that was legit your next question, huh? Well… if I have to pick something to not look forward to, it’s probably the bunkbeds and shared sleeping area sitch. I usually sleep naked so a little privacy would be nice… but I can get creative if I need to.”

► Tell us a little bit about yourself:

“I live for the thrill and to chill, man. Those are the two main moods, thrill and chill. Sometimes I like to mix ‘em. You ever gotten blitzed and gone boarding? It’s hella tight. But I don’t know, talking about myself like this is weird, feels like a job interview or something, and I hate those. Anyway, I like to think I’m friendly and easy to get along with. I only have a younger sister so I like to treat my friends like the brothers I never got to have, and I got brothers all over the world now. I think I’m also like… a bit of a hopeless romantic… is that lame to say? Ah, whatever, I don’t care if it is. I got a lot of failures under my belt but I’m really trying to find the one, you know? I wanna find a girl like me, one who wants to see the world with me, and who can keep up with my shenanigans but also likes to chillax at the end of an eventful day of adventures. I guess I’m a little needy, that might be what drives ‘em away. I just like to feel loved, man. This shit is bumming me out though, what’s the next question?”

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► Noteworthy appearance traits:

❄️Black hair, a few inches long, sometimes gelled up but mostly just floppy out of laziness
❄️Icy blue eyes
❄️6’3, 180lb, with a slim athletic build
❄️A forearm sleeve tattoo that he got started upon turning 18 years old and has had 3 separate sessions to add to it since
❄️16mm black ear gauges
❄️Strong jawline and bone structure
❄️Comfy casual style with alternative influences: black pants, band shirts, brand merch (Volcom, Burton, etc.), snow gear, sometimes just sweatpants and a hoodie

► Noteworthy luggage items:

🏂 His beloved snowboard
🏂 GoPro camera and other equipment to film tricks
🏂 A healthy stash of gorilla glue strain
🏂 The Christmas Bong
🏂 A copy of Halo 3 and an extra Xbox controller
🏂 His phone & charger, he literally can’t live without his social medias

► Quirks:

• Serial Monogamist — His upbringing made Desmond a little starved for affection and thus, he does not stay single for very long. Being in a relationship is almost part of his identity. His last break up was 2 months ago, this is one of his longer stretches of singledom since middle school.
• Christmas Enthusiast — Des has a super soft spot for all things Christmas, including the cheesy holiday songs. Christmas was one of the only times that he was guaranteed time with his mother, father, and sister all at once, so he cherishes it.
• TikTok Famous — Dez has a moderate following on TikTok, which he has turned into a following on Instagram, Twitter, and YouTube as well. Dezzy hopes to use this following he has gained by posting snowboard tricks and stunts to gain sponsorship and hopefully be able to go pro. He is literally putting all of his eggs in this basket for the future and isn’t planning on going to college, much to his father’s chagrin.

► Likes/Dislikes:

✔ All things winter (Snow, Boarding, Christmas, Hot Cocoa, etc.)
✔ Chilling out (Smoking, video games, movie nights, eating, etc.)
✔ Heavy music (Hardcore, nu metal, alternative, punk rock, grunge, etc)
✖ Cats, he’s allergic and he’s never met one that wasn’t an asshole
✖ Staying in one place for too long, he was born to travel and see the world
✖ School work, life behind a desk is just not for him

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► Brief history:

William Free was a very particular man. A businessman from Seattle, Washington, whose job oftentimes took him to major cities all around the globe. Being the particular man that he was, William always travelled in the same exact way. The same airports, same airlines, always first class, and always the third row seat on the right. This routine led to Bill encountering many of the same flight attendants and, over time, one in particular caught his eye. A striking blue-eyed brunette by the name of Annalise Becker, although her last name wouldn’t remain Becker for long. After a dozen or so shared flights and conversations, Bill had asked Anna on a date. After a year of courtship, he proposed, and a year after that, they were married. Annalise had become a flight attendant because of her love of travel. While Bill was a bit of a square, Anna was an adventurous free spirit. One would not expect such a pair to work, but they balanced each other out perfectly. Somewhere in between their travels from Seattle and abroad, the couple conceived their first child, Desmond. Des’ younger sister, Deidre, was born two years after that.

The Free children grew up together, bonding over their close age up until the point where boys and girls decide that they can no longer stand each other. The children also, more often than not, were raised by a nanny or their grandmother. William Free remained a workaholic even after starting a family, and both parents were often travelling to different countries for work, sometimes for extended periods of time. The only time of year that the family had guaranteed quality time together was for the holidays, which is why Desmond is so fond of that time of year.

Once Desmond was old enough to be somewhat self-sufficient, he started joining his parents (mostly his mother) on their trips abroad, when he had time off of school. As it turns out, Dezzy inherited his mother’s love of travel and adventurous heart. If he had gotten the chance to spend more time with her, he probably would have become one hell of a momma’s boy growing up. Desmond was always interested in snowboarding, but it wasn’t until he went on a trip to Switzerland that he really got a hungry passion for it. He started filming himself, or asking his mother to film him, or even some random passerby that he promised ski lodge food in return for filming him… and the rest is history.

Dez hopes to make a name for himself as a snowboarder, go pro, and hopefully make it to the big leagues — the winter olympics. He’s well on his way there, in his opinion. His mother supports his dreams while his father thinks he should have a more practical and financially stable plan for the future. His father’s thoughts and opinions have become much more vocal now that Des is in his senior year and hasn’t picked a college to attend (because he doesn’t plan to go). As such, tensions have been at an all time high, and Desmond has chosen to spend his first Christmas away from his family by attending this camp. If he ignores his problems at home, maybe they’ll just go away. One can hope.

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► Extra information:

Font: Little Santa Flake (fontmeme)

Second Horizons: A Slice of Life RP

Desmond Everett Free || Male || FC: Christopher McCrory || Red or Green Cabin (both fit, whichever needs more bodies) || 40c095

Rosefell High.

_{Feat. dialogue from Spike, Caspian, and Sean}

Rosefell High had blossomed with life in the time that Cael had spent washing up in the bathroom. The halls were filling up with faces new and old, and Cael was particularly enjoying the two in front of him. Just after he had gotten done introducing himself to one of them — his tourist for the day, Christian — he was approached (and interrupted) by Spike. As Spike often does.

“Cael, my man! It’s good to see you, sorry to interrupt. But, where’s the gremlin? This lovely girl here has her as a tour guide.” Spike asked, and at least he acknowledged the interruption.

“Oh, hey, Spike.” Cael responded, breaking his gaze from the two handsome Liberty newcomers just long enough to glance at Spike. “Rae? I last saw her around the corner, she was actually going to find you. Olivia, right?” He confirmed, looking to Liv now and waving politely. “Sorry I can't be much help, your guess is as good as mine as to where she ended up. Can I still have a lollipop, though?”

“Damn, okay. Thanks, and duh you can. Here.” He placed way more lollipops than necessary in Cael’s hands, “I’m sure these boys over here would love something to suck too.” Spike said nonchalantly and left Cael standing, wide-eyed and blushing in front of Caspian and Christian from that remark.

Caspian kept silent, from when Cael came in, beaming with extra elation, more so than at the cafe, to when this newcomer slid in on his skates. Rosefell was filled with such eager personalities. Raising an eyebrow to Spike’s comment, Cas couldn’t help but feel amused at seeing Cael’s reaction, how his cheeks reminded him of a delicate champagne pink. It was cute, really. Personally, he didn’t know how to feel about the sexual innuendo, but he did feel rewarded and it was all because of this boy he didn’t know. He was nice to look at.

“Uh... ha ha…” Cael ran his non-lollipopped hand through his hair awkwardly, causing some remaining glitter to flutter around. “That would be Spike, our mascot. Yes, that’s his real name and, yes, he is kind of always like that. Sorry… about him.” He gestured to the pair with the spare heart-shaped lollipops for each of them to take. “He means well, I think.”

Having perused the different colored lollipops in Cael’s hands only for a second or so, Caspian intently reached for a red one. His cold fingertips inadvertently skimmed Cael’s skin. Momentarily and while the boy in the glasses grabbed his chosen heart-shaped candy, there was a fleeting glance, where they locked their eyes with one another. Cas’ dark gaze was deep and strangely intense. He, who had such a calm expression on, displayed the eyes of someone who sought connection and whose stare drew you in closer, without him needing to say a single word. After gradually retracting his hand and bringing his attention to the lollipop, Caspian unwrapped it, placed the wrapper in his pants’ pocket, and right before he put it in his mouth, the heart inches away from his lips, he gave a quiet “Thanks,” in response.

As if on cue, Sean showed up to break the air of awkwardness. He was dressed in cosplay which wasn’t unusual for Sean, but was garnering quite a few sideways glances from the new Liberty students. “You and Rae were the ones who set up the decorations right? They look great!” Sean said jovially as he walked over to where Cael stood and gently patted his friend on the back for his work before beaming at both Caspian and Christian. “I’m not your tour guide, but it’s still nice to meet you both. The name’s Sean, and I got a rose for you if you’d like to have one.”

“Awe, what gave me away?” Cael asked, wiggling his now once-again glitter coated fingers and shaking his head, causing a fresh sprinkling of blue sparkles. “Hah! You should see Rae though, she’s definitely got it worse. But thanks!” Cael smiled as Sean offered Christian and Caspian faux roses with a flourish. “No rose for me, Boogie?” Cael asked Sean with a signature pout.

“Not today, but maybe tomorrow there might be something for you and Rae to thank you for all the work you both did to help out.” Sean answered with a wink, though he was definitely hinting at bringing in some of their favorite foods tomorrow for lunch. “It might not be a Boogie's feast, but I can make a good picnic lunch so we don't need to be in the cafeteria tomorrow.”

“I guess that is… acceptable.” Cael replied with a smirk. He then looked to his Liberty tourist now, “Now then, before any more of my friends have the chance to either insult or woo you, do you want to start the tour?”

Unfortunately for Sean, Caspian was distracted and didn’t grab a rose or introduce himself. Cas wasn’t one to be rude, but he also didn’t expect Alina to come in this very moment. He couldn’t ignore his best friend, who sounded tired and disheartened. Seeing her brought back the memories of when he got out of his first therapy session, not too long ago, and she somehow knew he would be there. He recalled the rush of emotion that washed over him and how his tears just streamed out of his eyes. Aside from Calypso, she was the first person to see him cry. “Just one moment, Alina.” Before dismissing himself from glitter central, he decided to clear his throat and leave a compliment for the barista boy, “I… like the banner. It’s… nice to look at.” Gazing from Cael to Christian, Caspian waved goodbye and gestured for Alina to follow him somewhere away from the crowd.

The compliment struck Cael more than it ought to. He hadn’t heard Black Eye Coffee — err, Caspian — say that many words at once before. Let alone for something so… nice. “Thanks,” He muttered stupidly, feeling his cheeks grow even warmer. Doing his best attempt to shake away the butterflies, Cael turned his sights back to the other hottie, Christian. “Right, well then, shall we?”

Rosefell High.

Cael Crawford || Rosefell High

Name

Cael Lee Crawford

Nickames

TBD based on IC interactions

Age

17, Jun 30

Gender

Cis Male

Sexuality

Decidedly homosexual after some years experimenting with bicuriosity

Relationship Status

Single

Label

Dancer, Thespian, Gossip, Flirt

Appearance Details

• Hair: Cael’s touchably soft, shaggy hair has been chemically altered since basically forever (a.k.a. early middle school). Cael’s locks are bleached to a pale blonde color that he often temporarily dyes himself to appear any number of pastel shades. Mint green, powder blue, and soft lavender appear to be his favorites, which he frequently switches between to suit his ever-shifting moods. Currently, his hair is a light lavender purple.
• Eyes: Cael has heterochromia — both of his eyes have underlying grey tones, but his right is greenish while his left is more blue.
• Height: 5’7
• Body Type: Slim but toned from many years of dance and other activities
• Clothing Style: Pastel colors, loud prints, cozy sweaters, black skinnies, floral designs, patterned tank tops, and punk boots. Cael’s sense of fashion is a little all over the map, yet it is undeniably fashionable. He wears what he wants when he wants, and he boldly owns his flamboyant style choices.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Virgin skin… but considering earlobe piercings.

Personality Traits

If one were to divide people into seasons based on personality, Cael would be the embodiment of spring. On the average day, he is cheerful and energetic, with one of the most contagious laughs that you have ever heard. The old saying goes that you cannot have May’s flowers without first April’s showers, and similarly, Cael is as prone to bouts of melancholy as he is to his more… manic episodes. His mood is as shifting and temperamental as springtime weather.

At a young seventeen years old, Cael is relatively guideless and woefully naïve in terms of what the “real world” is like. This is partially because Cael spends a fair amount of time in his own head, so instead of being shackled by the restraints of reality, Cael is boundlessly imaginative and full of fresh ideas, with an unyielding desire to learn and grow as much as possible. Cael is also inherently meddlesome, always getting into other people’s business, and is intrigued by all things gossipy. It’s all in good fun, of course! Cael doesn’t intend to harm anybody with gossip, he just likes to entertain the tales that waft around the halls of Rosefell High… and maybe, fan the flames, just a little bit.

Biography

Cael Crawford, like many students of Rosefell High, had a relatively modest upbringing. Cheryl Murphy and William Crawford were high school sweethearts that grew up in Ohio, went to school in Ohio, and have lived in Ohio ever since. The Crawfords got married shortly after Cheryl graduated from Columbus State University and landed her first teaching job at Rosefell Elementary, while Bill had went to work as a logger straight out of high school. Cael came into the world not even two years after their nuptial union, and the boy has shaken up their otherwise cookie cutter, traditional lives ever since.

Cael was far from a normal boy growing up. He frequently talked to his imaginary friends in the closet, under his bed, and most importantly, in the backyard. He spent the majority of his childhood playing outdoors, rolling in the grass and soaking up as much sunshine as he could in the dreary Ohio climate. He was an indecisive child, unable to pick a single hobby or activity to practice — he sang, he danced, he played instruments, and he participated on sports teams. The only activity that consistently stuck with him then and continues to stick with him now, is dance. His boundless energy and easily distracted mind earned him a diagnosis of ADHD as a child, but that mattered little to him. Cael was as happy as could be, though the same was not true for the Crawford parents.

Children with the endless font of energy associated with ADHD often begin acting out in class. Cael was no exception to this, often finding himself in the role of class clown — disruptive and meddlesome. Cael endured many a day of detention and even the occasional suspension, which really stressed his mother’s pride as a teacher. She had raised her boy better than that! And then, of course, came highschool, when Cael’s experimentation with vibrant and flamboyant self-expression became experimentation with sexuality. Cael would sneak out at night to be with girls and… eventually, boys as well. That last part was what stressed his literal lumberjack of a father the most. He had raised his boy better than that!

With all that said, the Crawford home is a loving one at the end of the day. His parents accept him for who he is even if they don’t approve of his behaviors. They just wish he could be more normal, and well-behaved. On the flipside, Cael just wishes that they’d give him more freedom to fly. All he needs is to find his wings so he can soar up and out of this dusty old midwestern city. Where to? … not a fuckin’ clue!

Family

Mother — Cheryl Crawford (Elementary School Teach) | Father — William Crawford (Logger/Lumberjack)

Misc.

• Cael works part time as a barista at Plouf, a cafe and patisserie on the wealthier side of town known for its wannabe french decor and insufferable clientele. The java drinks, teas, and pastries are actually fantastic though, so it’s worth it. Cael actually really likes his job, especially the discounted bakery treats to quell his insatiable sweet tooth, and the free coffee perks, not that he needs the extra energy.
• Recently obtained a fake ID with the intent to go clubbing, as a nightlife of dancing and grinding while covered in glitter and sequins seems like the best place for Cael to bloom.
• Cael is the number one supporter of the Rosefell High theater department and participates as the male lead in nearly every production — despite it being WOEFULLY underfunded and kind of lame as a result.
• The Liberty High kids joining Rosefell is a very exciting prospect for Cael. 1) There is about to be an incredible influx of super hot future sugar daddies, and his body could not be any more ready. 2) All these trust fund kiddos are gonna come with their rich parents, which could mean extra money for the goddamned theater and arts departments!
• FC: Awsten Knight | CC: 676FA5 | Font: Unicorns are Awesome

Cael's Relations

𝙲𝚊𝚎𝚕'𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

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𝚁𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜

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𝚁𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜

“Rae is the peanut butter to my jelly. The can to my spam. From backyard hooligans, to mischief makers, hair dye buddies, pastel punk prowlers... we’re ride or die, man. We’ve been best friends for forever, since we live right down the street from each other. Rae used to come over all the time and we would go on all kinds of fantastical adventures together in the backyard. To this day, she still swears that the faeries we talked to were real but, I dunno, man. I mean… maybe? They say magic is just science we don’t understand yet, right? Anyway, before you ask, because everyone ALWAYS asks, no, we’re not dating. Yes, we hold hands sometimes. Yes, we go to school dances together occasionally. Yes, we taught each other how to kiss in middle school. But it was just like… educational, ya know? Honestly, I think everyone should practice kissing with someone they trust to give them constructive criticism. It’s way better than embarrassing yourself with a potential romantic partner you’re trying to impress. I’m just saying...”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚜 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊

“Sean is a hero and a national treasure, honestly. He has come in so clutch when it comes to Rosefell’s dismal budget for theater. Between his skills with a needle and thread, and the combined efforts of our motley crew of fellow cast members’ creativity… we make it work on a dime. Also, his personality is just kind of contagious. Once I got to know Sean, I was glad that I got to call him a friend. I think a lot of people assume that we aren’t tight because we sometimes compete for the lead male role in the school’s productions, but it’s not like that. We’re chill and supportive of each other, always. And those insults everyone talks about us yelling at each other in the halls? They’re just lines to musicals, and these plebeians don’t get our dignified references. Their loss, not ours. Also! Anime nights with Sean, Rae and I are the shit. Y’all are really missing out on the pocky and kawaii vibes.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚢 𝙶𝚘𝚑

“They say you never forget your first, and boy, how could I? Minty and I dated for a while when I was trying to be straight or... bisexual, at the very least. She's beautiful, creative, fun — I loved her, for sure. Not past tense, I still do love her... just not in the romantic sense. You see, our relationship went to where exploratory teenage relationships sometimes do and by the time we both had our clothes off and hormones raging... well, it felt rude to call it off. I knew right away that pussy wasn't for me, but like, I couldn't hurt Minty's feelings. So, instead, I gave her what will probably be the worst sexual experience she's ever had. We talked about it the morning after and it was then that I came out for the first time. She... said that she already kind of knew. We decided then and there on her bed that we would never talk about the awkward sex again, and instead we would keep up our charade of a relationship until we could have the most dramatic breakup that Rosefell has ever seen. There was screaming, cursing, I think I might have even flipped a lunch tray of food for dramatic effect? It was an elaborate act that we performed in the cafeteria for our entire class to see. Let me tell you, it was the hottest bit of gossip for about a week or so, until I fully came out as gay and everyone saw the act for what it was. Boy, that was a blast. Nowadays, Minty and I are still tight — prowling the halls for boys to put under our spell, all so we can swap stories and dick pics from our conquests. Sometimes we even make a guessing game out of it!”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝚁𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝙽𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚣

“I got to know Rico through Rae, because they're close. For a while, we were just friends. But I mean, come on, Rico is Rico, and I'm far from the type of person that would resist Rico's charms. I live for the dark, handsome musician type, so I flirted back. One thing led to another and Rico and I ended up hooking up. It was a fantastic experience and neither of us have any regrets, but we decided to cut it short at that one experience... for Rae's sake. We both know how highschool relationships can go, and we wouldn't want to put Rae in between us in the event that things might go sour... so we're just friends now. Not even the type "with benefits", just friends... and Rae still doesn't know what happened on the night of our "Disappearance". Some mysteries just should not be solved! ;]”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙻𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜

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𝙲𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚢

“Ah yes, Mr. Black Eye Coffee. I don't know his name, but he comes into the cafe most of the days that I'm working. He's the quiet, mysterious type. I think he is some type of businessman, because when he doesn't have his nose buried in a gothic horror novel, he's working on his laptop sorting through spreadsheets and the like. Whatever his job is, he is one hundred percent daddy material. I'm glad to have the eye candy around, it makes the shifts go by faster. Plus, I love making him smile by teasing him in the rare occasions when he orders a blueberry muffin with his coffee. And don't get me started on the days he wears his glasses... ugh, yes please.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

Rosefell High.

Cael Crawford || Rosefell High

Name

Cael Lee Crawford

Nickames

TBD based on IC interactions

Age

17

Gender

Cis Male

Sexuality

Decidedly homosexual after some years experimenting with bicuriosity

Relationship Status

Single

Label

Dancer, Thespian, Gossip, Flirt

Appearance Details

• Hair: Cael’s touchably soft, shaggy hair has been chemically altered since basically forever (a.k.a. early middle school). Cael’s locks are bleached to a pale blonde color that he often temporarily dyes himself to appear any number of pastel shades. Mint green, powder blue, and soft lavender appear to be his favorites, which he frequently switches between to suit his ever-shifting moods. Currently, his hair is a light lavender purple.
• Eyes: Cael has heterochromia — both of his eyes have underlying grey tones, but his right is greenish while his left is more blue.
• Height: 5’7
• Body Type: Slim but toned from many years of dance and other activities
• Clothing Style: Pastel colors, loud prints, cozy sweaters, black skinnies, floral designs, patterned tank tops, and punk boots. Cael’s sense of fashion is a little all over the map, yet it is undeniably fashionable. He wears what he wants when he wants, and he boldly owns his flamboyant style choices.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Virgin skin… but considering earlobe piercings.

Personality Traits

If one were to divide people into seasons based on personality, Cael would be the embodiment of spring. On the average day, he is cheerful and energetic, with one of the most contagious laughs that you have ever heard. The old saying goes that you cannot have May’s flowers without first April’s showers, and similarly, Cael is as prone to bouts of melancholy as he is to his more… manic episodes. His mood is as shifting and temperamental as springtime weather.

At a young seventeen years old, Cael is relatively guideless and woefully naïve in terms of what the “real world” is like. This is partially because Cael spends a fair amount of time in his own head, so instead of being shackled by the restraints of reality, Cael is boundlessly imaginative and full of fresh ideas, with an unyielding desire to learn and grow as much as possible. Cael is also inherently meddlesome, always getting into other people’s business, and is intrigued by all things gossipy. It’s all in good fun, of course! Cael doesn’t intend to harm anybody with gossip, he just likes to entertain the tales that waft around the halls of Rosefell High… and maybe, fan the flames, just a little bit.

Biography

Cael Crawford, like many students of Rosefell High, had a relatively modest upbringing. Cheryl Murphy and William Crawford were high school sweethearts that grew up in Ohio, went to school in Ohio, and have lived in Ohio ever since. The Crawfords got married shortly after Cheryl graduated from Columbus State University and landed her first teaching job at Rosefell Elementary, while Bill had went to work as a logger straight out of high school. Cael came into the world not even two years after their nuptial union, and the boy has shaken up their otherwise cookie cutter, traditional lives ever since.

Cael was far from a normal boy growing up. He frequently talked to his imaginary friends in the closet, under his bed, and most importantly, in the backyard. He spent the majority of his childhood playing outdoors, rolling in the grass and soaking up as much sunshine as he could in the dreary Ohio climate. He was an indecisive child, unable to pick a single hobby or activity to practice — he sang, he danced, he played instruments, and he participated on sports teams. The only activity that consistently stuck with him then and continues to stick with him now, is dance. His boundless energy and easily distracted mind earned him a diagnosis of ADHD as a child, but that mattered little to him. Cael was as happy as could be, though the same was not true for the Crawford parents.

Children with the endless font of energy associated with ADHD often begin acting out in class. Cael was no exception to this, often finding himself in the role of class clown — disruptive and meddlesome. Cael endured many a day of detention and even the occasional suspension, which really stressed his mother’s pride as a teacher. She had raised her boy better than that! And then, of course, came highschool, when Cael’s experimentation with vibrant and flamboyant self-expression became experimentation with sexuality. Cael would sneak out at night to be with girls and… eventually, boys as well. That last part was what stressed his literal lumberjack of a father the most. He had raised his boy better than that!

With all that said, the Crawford home is a loving one at the end of the day. His parents accept him for who he is even if they don’t approve of his behaviors. They just wish he could be more normal, and well-behaved. On the flipside, Cael just wishes that they’d give him more freedom to fly. All he needs is to find his wings so he can soar up and out of this dusty old midwestern city. Where to? … not a fuckin’ clue!

Family

Mother — Cheryl Crawford (Elementary School Teach) | Father — William Crawford (Logger/Lumberjack)

Misc.

• Cael works part time as a barista at Plouf, a cafe and patisserie on the wealthier side of town known for its wannabe french decor and insufferable clientele. The java drinks, teas, and pastries are actually fantastic though, so it’s worth it. Cael actually really likes his job, especially the discounted bakery treats to quell his insatiable sweet tooth, and the free coffee perks, not that he needs the extra energy.
• Recently obtained a fake ID with the intent to go clubbing, as a nightlife of dancing and grinding while covered in glitter and sequins seems like the best place for Cael to bloom.
• Cael is the number one supporter of the Rosefell High theater department and participates as the male lead in nearly every production — despite it being WOEFULLY underfunded and kind of lame as a result.
• The Liberty High kids joining Rosefell is a very exciting prospect for Cael. 1) There is about to be an incredible influx of super hot future sugar daddies, and his body could not be any more ready. 2) All these trust fund kiddos are gonna come with their rich parents, which could mean extra money for the goddamned theater and arts departments!
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Cael's Relations

𝙲𝚊𝚎𝚕'𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

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𝚁𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜

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𝚁𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜

“Rae is the peanut butter to my jelly. The can to my spam. From backyard hooligans, to mischief makers, hair dye buddies, pastel punk prowlers... we’re ride or die, man. We’ve been best friends for forever, since we live right down the street from each other. Rae used to come over all the time and we would go on all kinds of fantastical adventures together in the backyard. To this day, she still swears that the faeries we talked to were real but, I dunno, man. I mean… maybe? They say magic is just science we don’t understand yet, right? Anyway, before you ask, because everyone ALWAYS asks, no, we’re not dating. Yes, we hold hands sometimes. Yes, we go to school dances together occasionally. Yes, we taught each other how to kiss in middle school. But it was just like… educational, ya know? Honestly, I think everyone should practice kissing with someone they trust to give them constructive criticism. It’s way better than embarrassing yourself with a potential romantic partner you’re trying to impress. I’m just saying...”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚜 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊

“Sean is a hero and a national treasure, honestly. He has come in so clutch when it comes to Rosefell’s dismal budget for theater. Between his skills with a needle and thread, and the combined efforts of our motley crew of fellow cast members’ creativity… we make it work on a dime. Also, his personality is just kind of contagious. Once I got to know Sean, I was glad that I got to call him a friend. I think a lot of people assume that we aren’t tight because we sometimes compete for the lead male role in the school’s productions, but it’s not like that. We’re chill and supportive of each other, always. And those insults everyone talks about us yelling at each other in the halls? They’re just lines to musicals, and these plebeians don’t get our dignified references. Their loss, not ours. Also! Anime nights with Sean, Rae and I are the shit. Y’all are really missing out on the pocky and kawaii vibes.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎

“Information about relation here.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙻𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎

“Information about relation here.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎

“Information about relation here.”

𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✔✔✔✔✔ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 ✖✖✖✖✖ 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ♥♥♥♥♥

Rosefell High.

A fresh start.

Could you even call it that when it was your second time doing so? Today’s start felt about as fresh as day old bread. Tough, sharp, hard to swallow. Liberty was meant to be a fresh start, and look how that turned out. Niki’s thoughts ran a mile a minute as they blow-dried out their caramel blond locks. The ghastly person staring back at them in the mirror looked about as confident as they felt — not at all. Nik had barely slept a wink last night, their head spinning about what their first day at Rosefell would be like.

Would their fellow Liberty classmates remember them? Would they stare? Would they ask prying questions? Were there rumors about why they disappeared half way through last spring semester? How could this be a fresh start when Niki had no idea what stories had been flooding the halls of Liberty at the end of sophomore year, stories that might bleed into the locker rooms of Rosefell as well. But maybe they were overthinking this, it was more likely that nobody but his sister and two best friends even noticed that they were ever gone.

A dash of concealer under the eyes was an attempt to cover up both the dark circles and the anxiety that put them there. Best not to show up to their first day of school looking like a drug addict. Hell, that might be one of the rumors. Niki wore the lightest of make-up, just enough to cover their many flaws, but not enough to look too flashy… or too feminine. That could be saved for instagram, after school. Despite Emily’s best efforts to embolden her bestie, Nik was still cautious about being their true self in the public eye. That felt like being naked… embarrassing, and dangerous.

That said, Niki decided to get a little daring, adding a coat of mascara to their eyelashes. It was hard to wallow in self-doubt and criticism when Lizzo was singing at them to get ready to walk their fine ass out the door. Maybe after getting dressed in the outfit they bought on a recent shopping trip with Emi, Niki could try “feelin' good as hell”. Speaking of that feeling, there was someone recently that was helping them get close to that.

Wade Quinn.

Just the thought of their secret, shaggy brown-haired lover was enough to send a rush of dopamine through their system. A warm pulse tinged their cheeks pink in a blush as they bit their lip. Looking up at their reflection, for the first time this morning, Niki Zabrecky smiled. For the first time this morning, they felt pretty. Pretty enough to snap an outfit of the day selfie and open up their DMs with Wade, sending the picture along with a caption.

To: @FreeWadey
I hope you have a good first day! ❤

With that message sent and the dopamine-infused confidence boost that followed, Niki made their way downstairs where the aromas of first-day-of-school breakfast greeted them. Their mother, Anna, had made chocolate chip pancakes — a particular favorite of Niki’s, especially with some sliced bananas on top. Niki ate mostly in silence until Alina arrived in the kitchen. They would be relying on their sister for rides to school, since hospitalization had gotten in the way of their driving lessons last year. “Mornin’, Ali. I’m ready whenever you are.”