Hedgehawk

The Witches & Warlocks of Tanner 2.0

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Carlisle had as best he could, kept his end of the deal and stayed away from the coven household for the majority of the day. He had considered asking Miles or Lilith if they wanted to hang out, but given what they all knew about today, he doubted the last thing they would want to do is hang around with Carlisle. Everyone had to make their own preparations. Carlisle himself had decided to be a little mischievous. He knew his mother had a permanent reservation at that classy restaurant on the High Street. So he decided to have lunch there. He didn't bother holding back either, he treated himself to the nicest things on the menu. For dessert he went out of his way to order the largest chocolate sundae he could find. At the end he simply put it all in his mother's rolling tab for the end of the month.

Heading back to the household, Carlisle took a moment to sit on a bench in the High Street and observe life going up and down the paths and roads as people milled about their business. It had been a crazy few months, and Carlisle had just wished things would calm down somewhat. Most of his relationships had been strained heavily and it was all down to both Carlisle’s action and inaction in certain regards. He had just wanted to do a good job, but Carlisle was starting to come to terms that sometimes his best wasn't quite good enough. And that maybe there are some things in life that you were better off not interfering in.

He would be lying if he was ashamed of how everything had played out with Lilith. It had gone from a nice and relaxing summer together to them pretty much becoming estranged. All of it was a result of Carlisle's actions, and he wasn't going to say otherwise. There was hopefully a path where they could at least reconnect and maybe rebuild the foundation of their friendship.

Then there was the Werewolf problem. Carlisle, in between everything else, had been hunting for the pack pretty much solo. He didn't want to inconvenience people by asking for help. But his investigations turned up nothing. He was fairly certain they were still here in Tanner somewhere. And he wasn't happy that they had the advantage. Maybe he needed to trust in his fellow coven mates a bit more and ask for some assistance. There were a fair few people he could drop on to help him with his tasks.

As for his mother and legacy. Well. He was about to deal with that problem tonight. He always knew that the Aston line was going to die out eventually, he just maybe had thought there would be a couple more generations left. Maybe he and Willow would kick it off proper and have kids? Carlisle had grown quite in love with Willow over the past couple of months. He had never had anyone swoon over him before, so it was a change of pace in his life for sure. He just wondered if he would end up pushing her away like everyone else in his life? Maybe he was more his mother's son than he would have liked to admit.

That was a jarring thought. He had knew that Carlisle had shared several traits with his mother. And Carlisle was actively trying to get better, which is more than what Amanda ever did. But he didn't wanna go down in history as just another Aston, who like his ancestors gorged on power and abused the living heck out of it. He actually wouldn't have minded in retrospect handing over power to Lilith, but given what she had going on in her life, Coven responsibilities was the last thing she needed right now. And perhaps that was where Carlisle could actually be useful, by giving Lilith the space to have her children and focus on being a mother while Carlisle picked up the majority of the council responsibilities. He could ask Serena for help, but he wasn't sure if she would help or just laugh in his face.

By the time he had finished thinking and pondering about life in general he had found himself outside the coven household. It appeared he had day dreamed the entire trip back. He pulled his phone out and saw that the time was 5.30pm. It was most likely safe to go inside now. How long had he been pondering the world for? And why can't he remember any of it? Shaking his head Carlisle made his way up to the double doors that marked the entrance to the household, only to see that several balloons decorated the doorway. His first reaction was to roll his eyes, was he turning 24 or 14? However taking a second look he was thankful that they had taken the time to decorate the place.

Walking inside the household the party had been setup pretty much the same as it had been on the welcome party Carlisle had set up way back in September. The big difference now being that there were balloons and streamers, as well as a better selection of food, snacks and drinks. There was even some selections of hot food which was far better than what Carlisle could have ever done. He looked over at the selection of Alcohol, and debated having a drink. However he decided against it. He needed to be at the peak of his abilities. He had an hour until the party started, so he took a moment, to cast a few ritual wards around the coven household. It wasn't quite a barrier like he was used to, but it was a an alarm ward that would at least warn him if his mother entered the ward.

Once he finished the ward he moved back into the dining room, picking up a plate and stuffing some chips onto it before taking a bite. All he had to do now was wait for people to turn up. This was going to be an interesting party for many reasons.

The Witches & Warlocks of Tanner 2.0

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_{A collab between @Hedgehawk, @Sadie & @SouffleGirl123 - Staring Carlisle, Willow & Mary}

It was finally here. Carlisle’s birthday. A day that was supposed to be a celebration and maybe the one day of the year where Carlisle could at least relax somewhat. Instead, it was perhaps the most tense day of his entire life. He knew that his mother would not back down. There was going to be no way that she would be defeated and just surrender herself. This could only go one way.

Carlisle had spent the past few days avoiding most people. He hadn’t spoken or messaged either Miles or Lilith since their previous meeting together. Infact Willow was the only one he had really confided with. And even then, his moments with her were somewhat fleeting. He knew what needed to happen. To protect his friends, and the coven as a whole. But that didn’t mean he had to be comfortable about it. Perhaps this was what it meant to be a leader? To do things that he wasn’t comfortable with, things he even objected to, in order to keep peace in general. In theory, Carlisle was all for it. However, in practicality, it was a slightly more nuanced story.

At the moment he was sitting at the breakfast bar in the kitchen, looking down at a coffee that had this point gone entirely cold, but his hands clasped around it like it was still piping hot. His eyes weren't even focused on the coffee itself, more hat staring into the infinite darkness of the swirling black bean juice.

Mary couldn’t stop her right hand from floating to her side to periodically check her pistol was still sat in its holster hidden under her blouse. She hadn’t carried it in ages, and never had she thought of leveling it at another person until now. The feeling of cold hard metal under her fingertips was jarring at the very least. It was a last resort but in truth Mary wasn't sure how slow to draw she'd be when her family's life was on the line.

Carlisle had insisted she take the day off today but Mary didn't oblige. There was work to be done and it didn't seem fair to leave Carlisle to set up alone. She entered the kitchen area to see Carlisle already sitting at the bench. ”Happy birthday, kid,” she calls softly.
She knew happy may have not been a just word for the day but it felt out of place not to share those words. She takes the coffee pot to pour herself a cup to realise it was cold. Stone cold. She couldn't imagine Carlisle's serve was any different. ”Let me brew you another. Cold coffee ain't good for the soul,” she offers, prying the mug from the boy's hand.

To start with Carlisle didn't really respond, or say anything as Mary pried the cup from his hands. After a few moments he finally looked up, revealing the soreness that laced his lower eyes, tell tale signs that tears had recently formed there. ”Thanks for the Birthday Wishes. Doesn't really feel like a Birthday though. Are we really going to go ahead with this? I know we have no choice. Our hand is being forced. But it doesn't make it any easier” Carlisle sighed, fidgeting in his stool as he tried to get comfortable.

With her back turned, Mary didn’t see the man's puffy face until she had turned back to place the newly emptied coffee pot back into the machine. Her face softened as her heart melted for him. She wished she could tell him they didn't have to do this but she knew as well as him that would be a lie. ”I think you already know the answer,” she replies to his question with a sigh. She leans on the counter, folding her hands in front of them. ”Look, Carlisle, you know I don't like this any more than you but you said it yourself. Our hands are tied, and for as much as I don't want this to happen I can't watch y'all become her victims.”

”I know… I Know. I don't want her to hurt anyone else. I couldn't bear her attacking Miles or Lilith. I don't care if she goes for me. Secretly, I hope she does” Carlisle ran his hand along the counter before rubbing his eyes and then sitting up. ”I always knew that being a leader was going to have challenges. But The Werewolves, the barrier, Lilith and Miles having kids and now this… I was hoping to be eased into it if I was going to be perfectly honest”

Mary offers the boy a small forced smile. ”That's hopin’ for a reality that don't exist,” she quips softly. ”Anything I can do to make it easier for you, kid? Noone's askin’ you to actually-” Mary stops herself before the words came out too bluntly, she tended to be too blunt at the worst of times and she was painfully aware of it. ”-do the job yourself.”

”I can do it. I don't want my friends to get hurt” Carlisle said with a small sigh, straightening his back. ”I wish it wasn't on my birthday, but this would be the best chance to do it” He tried to give off a weak smile ”Still gotta get everything set up”

”Leave that to me, ‘kay. That's why I'm here.” Mary insists, retrieving 2 mugs as filling them up with hot coffee before pushing one toward Carlisle. ”Drink,” she demands.

”I can't just let you set up my entire party alone. That's just not fair” Carlisle started as he took the hot cup of coffee and took a small sip from the edge of the cup. ”You know, I think I am more nervous about the fact that maybe no one comes to the party, more so than I am that my mother is going to gatecrash it.”

As if you weren't gonna,” Mary scoffed at Carlisle's first statement, taking a sip of her coffee. ”Besides, that's what I'm here for, ain't it?” Mary knew that birthday decorator wasn't truly on her growing list of responsibilities but she knew Carlisle was a wreck enough to leave anymore to him. At his next statement she sighs into her mug. Once again the voice of reason in the house. For all their differences every one of her son's generation were so damn emotional. ”You've already got Miles and Lilith lined up, don’t you? And Willow? That's already more than no one.”

”Well yes.” Carlisle started, leaning back onto the countertop as he considered his next words carefully. ”I was referring more to the coven as a whole. Like. I get a lot of people tolerate me. But a lot of people don’t really ‘like’ me. I am not saying I want to be Mr. Popular Leader. But I don’t know. We left High School like six years ago and it still feels like we are still there to some degree”

At Carlisle's statement about feeling like he was still in high school Mary couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped her. ”In a town like this? I don't think that ever changes,” she muses while she takes another sip of coffee. ”Honestly, kid, it doesn't really matter how many friends you have. The quality of those friendships do. In a few years when you start havin’ kids and buildin’ lives you're not gonna be able to keep up with everyone. Havin’ only a few friends'll will make it easier.”

”Kids….” Carlisle trailed off, his mind drifting over the current events of the past few months. ”In one regard, I don’t think I will have kids. Or maybe not yet at least. We have alot of baby drama going on in life right now.The last thing we all need is to add more babies into the mix” Carlisle said with a small chuckle. In all likelihood he was going to have children, but the thought of going to everyone and announcing that he and WIllow were also expecting felt petty in some ways. Almost as if Carlisle was trying to compete.

Mary shrugs, draining her current cup of coffee before instinctively pouring herself another. ”It was just an example. There's always other things to keep you busy. The older you get the harder it is to stay in touch regardless.”

”I feel like I barely have a grasp of keeping things as they are now. No need to add even more variables into the mix. ‘Sides, not really thinking straight at the moment” Carlisle said with an odd mixture of both a sigh and a chuckle as he took another drink from his cup. ”I do love Willow though. I just feel bad that I basically ignored her through High School because I couldn’t actually recognise that she liked me in that way.”

Mary's brow raised, Carlisle was really hyperfixating on the least important part of the comment. ”I did say in a few years and not now for a reason, Carlisle,” she points out nonchalantly. She seems to not give a response to Carlisle's next statement, namely because there was no response to make. Instead her hand floated to her side once more, brushing over the part of her blouse that hid the cold, metal handle of her pistol.

”Yeah…no…I….” Carlisle couldn’t really think straight as he began running around in circles in his mind. With a sigh he took a drink from his coffee cup to try and center himself. Softly he put the cup back down and shook his head. ”Do you really trust Violet to not try and attack us too? I am still very on the fence about the girl.”

”Let me ask you another question, Carlisle. Do you trust me?” the older woman asks, looking the boy in the eyes. If she was being honest even she was unsure how deep her trust in Violet ran. She wanted to trust the girl and to an extent she did but that didn't mean she didn't have back ups in place. Not to mention she trusted the team that would be around them. Carlisle didn't need assurance in Violet, just those around him.

Of course I trust you Mary. I just don’t trust her” Carlisle replied, putting his coffee mug down as he pondered why she would ask such a question. He really didn’t know much about Violet, except for the circumstances that led to her being here, and how rude she was the first time they met.

Waking up slowly to an empty bed was not how she had planned Carlisle’s birthday to start off with. But here she was, an empty spot next to her. Willow’s brows furrowed before sitting up, clutching the blanket to her chest. Maybe he was downstairs getting things together for tonight? She shook her head at the thought. Nobody should have to plan their own party. Blowing out a breath, she reached over and grabbed her robe before sliding it on. She stood and tied the sash around her waist. Running her fingers through her hair, she didn’t expect anyone else to be here this early.

Willow made her way downstairs, a brow raised as she tried to find him. At this hour he’d definitely be drinking coffee. She made her way into the kitchen and immediately froze at seeing Mary. Her eyes widened a bit as her face pinkened. ”Oh. Um. Hi. Sorry. Didn’t realize you’d be here this early.”

Before Mary could respond, admonishing the kid's faith in her, Willow shuffled into the room. ”Mornin’ Willow,” she greets the younger woman nonchalantly, scarcely looking up from her mug. There were many more embarrassing things than messy hair and a bath robe but that didn’t stop the girl's cheeks from flushing pink. Mary pretended not to notice. ”Coffee?” she offers, already starting to pour the woman a cup.

As Willow announced her presence in the Kitchen, Carlisle turned on his stool to see her in just her robe.Carlisle blushed slightly himself. He still wasn’t used to being around Willow this intimately and he adored every moment he got to see her like this. With a soft smile he got up from the stool and planted a kiss on her cheek before pulling her into a light embrace. ”Sorry if i woke you up. I just had some stuff to arrange, party wise y’know”

”It’s okay.” She cleared her throat as Carlisle hugged her, then pulled away. Willow glanced over at Mary, an empty mug already in the woman’s hand. Tucking her hair behind her ears, she nodded. ”Yes, please. Thank you.” She let out a breath. She definitely should never leave Carlisle’s room half naked. Willow would definitely remember this incident for the future. She smiled slightly at her boyfriend before shaking her head, her attention returning to Mary. ”Can you please tell him he isn’t supposed to be in charge of his own birthday party?”

Mary chuckles, sliding the freshly filled mug across the table to Willow. ”I guess that settles it,” her eyes drift to Carlisle, ”It's two against one. I will set up this place.” Mary's hazel eyes drift back to Willow as she takes another sip of coffee. ”You might have to give ‘im somethin’ to do or he's gonna want to do it himself.”

Grabbing the hot mug, she cradled it between her hands as she looked from Mary to Carlisle. She shook her head and let out a breath. ”Let other people take care of you, okay? Just give us this once, and you can go about handling everything else. Or we’ll nag you. Constantly.” Willow gave a grin before sipping from her mug. Her nose scrunched a bit at the bitter flavor, but didn’t want to trouble anyone for some cream and sugar.

Carlisle scrunched his nose as he was now being hassled by both Mary and Willow. ”Fine, I will let you all organise this and i will go and do something to distract myself while everyone gets everything set up. Sound fair?” Carlisle asked as he put his coffee cup down in the counter.

”Perfect,” the older woman sings, pushing the sugar jar towards Willow as she notices her face scrunch. She then takes another sip of her own coffee and she leant into her heels. ”Do something nice for yourself, kay kid? It's gonna be a big night.”

She grinned at the woman in thanks as she added some sugar to her mug. Grabbing a spoon, she stirred the beverage and took a sip. Much, much better. Willow looked back at her boyfriend and nodded her head. ”Thank you, honey. We’ll make this a night you won’t forget. Go relax or something.”

”I appreciate that you are both trying to make today special. I will see if Miles wants to hang out or something before the party. Or I will go to the ranch and pester the ranchhands” Carlisle said with a soft chuckle. He leaned over and kissed Willow on the cheek.

The Witches & Warlocks of Tanner 2.0

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___________________________________ 𝙵𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖: 𝒥𝑜𝓈𝒽 𝐻𝓊𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃 | #𝟶𝟶𝟶𝟶𝟶𝟶 / 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 •✦ ━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━ ✦• 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚠 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 | ​𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚠 | ​𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚠 𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝚈𝚘𝚞..! | 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙶𝚘𝚊𝚝 •✦ ━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━ ✦• 𝟸𝟶𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝟸𝟽-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜-𝚘𝚕𝚍 | 𝚃𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚜 •✦ ━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━ ✦• ​𝚃𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 • 𝚆𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚘𝚗​​​​ 𝚁𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚁𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑 ___________________________________ •✦ ━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━ ✦• 𝚆 𝙰 𝚁 𝙻 𝙾 𝙲 𝙺 𝙰𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 / 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙼𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌​​​​ •✦ ━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━ ✦• 𝙰𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝 ☼ 𝙰𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 ☼ 𝙳𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙻𝚊𝚒𝚍-𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔 ☼ 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 ☼ 𝚂𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝙰𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌 ☁ 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 ☁ 𝙿𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 ☁ 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 ☁ 𝚄𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 •✦ ━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━ ✦• ​𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 𝟻𝚏𝚝. 𝟿𝚒𝚗.​ 𝚆𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝​: 𝟷𝟺𝟸𝚕𝚋𝚜 ​𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚛: 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔​ 𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜​​: 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝙱𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚎​​​: 𝙴𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚑 ​• ​𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 | • 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐​​​​​ •✦ ━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━ ✦• ​•​​ 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 - 𝙽𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛 ​• 𝙶𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜 - 𝙰𝚋𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚏 ___________________________________

•✦ ━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━ ✦• "𝙸 𝚊𝚖, 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝, 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚝... 𝙸'𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜." ____________________________________________________________________________ 𝚁 𝙴 𝙻 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 𝚂 𝙷 𝙸 𝙿 𝙸 𝙽 𝙵 𝙾 𝚁 𝙼 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 ​𝚂𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢​: 𝙷𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 •​ 𝙲𝚒𝚜-𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎​​​ 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜​: 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 •​ 𝙾𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙲𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑(𝚎𝚜): ​• ♥♡ 𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛: ​•​ 𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚠 (𝙵𝙲: 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚛) 𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛: •​ ​𝙺𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚊 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚠 (𝙵𝙲: 𝙻𝚢𝚗𝚗 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜) 𝚂𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐: •​ 𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚠 (𝙰𝚙𝚘𝚊𝚕𝚘'𝚜 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛) ​𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚜: • 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚢 | 𝟷𝟹-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛-𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚎-𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗' 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎 •​ 𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 | 𝟼-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛-𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗; 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 / 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚐 •​ 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚒 | 𝟿-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛-𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚂𝚑𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚍; 𝙴𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙻𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝙶𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 •​ 𝙺𝚘𝚍𝚊 | 𝟷 𝟷/𝟸-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛-𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚂𝚑𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚍; 𝙻𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝙶𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 • 𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎 "𝙿𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚢" | 𝟽-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛-𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜. •✦ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦• 𝙴 𝙼 𝙿 𝙻 𝙾 𝚈 𝙼 𝙴 𝙽 𝚃​ 𝙴𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚛: 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚐𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚢 •​ 𝚁𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚁𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑 ​𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜: 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚍 • ​ 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚝 𝙱𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛 • ​ 𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝙶𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚜 •✦ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦• 𝙱 𝙸 𝙾 𝙶 𝚁 𝙰 𝙿 𝙷 𝚈​ 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚃𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕, 𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚡𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚢, 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜. 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝟺 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 (𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚜) 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚓𝚘𝚋 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚔/𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚘𝚋 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚐𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍. 𝚁𝚁𝚁 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎... 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚝/𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢. 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚝. •✦ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦• 𝚂 𝚃 𝚁 𝙴 𝙽 𝙶 𝚃 𝙷 𝚂 & 𝚆 𝙴 𝙰 𝙺 𝙽 𝙴 𝚂 𝚂 𝙴 𝚂​ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ 𝚂 𝚃 𝚁 𝙴 𝙽 𝙶 𝚃 𝙷 𝚂 𝙾𝚙𝚎𝚗-𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 —— 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝? 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙳𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 / 𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 —— 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍'𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚣𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝙰𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 —— 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜, 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚙𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝, 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗. 𝙵𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 —— 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚐𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛, 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚗-𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚢 "𝚍𝚊𝚍" 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝙾𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 "𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜" 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚋 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚕. 𝚆 𝙴 𝙰 𝙺 𝙽 𝙴 𝚂 𝚂 𝙴 𝚂 𝙸𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 / 𝚁𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 —— "𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗." 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚝 —— 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚑, 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝. 𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. "𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗." 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚝. 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚛 —— 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚡. 𝚄𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 —— 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 "𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜", 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚜 "𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚝". 𝙰𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚢, "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎." ... 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚢, "𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝". 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚗' 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚗' 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍-𝚝𝚑𝚎-𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝. •✦ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦• 𝙻 𝙸 𝙺 𝙴 𝚂 & 𝙳 𝙸 𝚂 𝙻 𝙸 𝙺 𝙴 𝚂​ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ 𝙻 𝙸 𝙺 𝙴 𝚂 𝙰𝚛𝚝 —— 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍'𝚜 𝚐𝚘-𝚝𝚘𝚜. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 "𝚙𝚒𝚝" 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍. 𝙸𝚏 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐'𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚍𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚡 𝚝𝚘𝚘, 𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎, 𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚝𝚟 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 —— 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚛 𝚓𝚘𝚋𝚜. 𝙸𝚏 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙷𝚎'𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢, 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗. 𝙾𝚞𝚝𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝙰𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 —— 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 - 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍. 𝙴𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 - 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝙼𝙰. 𝙵𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 —— 𝙰𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙵𝚞𝚕𝚕-𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝, 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍-𝚝𝚘-𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝. 𝙶𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 "𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚎" 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜. 𝙺𝚒𝚍𝚜 —— 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚛. 𝙷𝚎'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚐, 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚏𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍, 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏. 𝙰𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 —— 𝚁𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜, 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚌/𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚔𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚏 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍'𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍. 𝙳 𝙸 𝚂 𝙻 𝙸 𝙺 𝙴 𝚂 𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝙱𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙴𝚡𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 —— "𝙰𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕-𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝙴𝙼𝙾... 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚝𝚘𝚘-𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝙼𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗, 𝙸 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞." 𝙼𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 / 𝙲𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 —— 𝙰 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝙾𝙲𝙳, 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚢. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎 (𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖) 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 "𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚝". 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝙲𝙳 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚔, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝙲𝙳 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖... 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚈𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚜, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝? 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝙰𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 & 𝙸𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 —— 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝟽𝟶% 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛/𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙰𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝙰𝚜𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜 —— 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗. 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚡 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛. 𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙳𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙼𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜 —— 𝙶𝙾𝙳𝚂. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚂𝚃𝙵𝚄. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎, 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚖! 𝙻𝚞𝚔𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 / 𝙱𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚝 𝙲𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 —— 𝙲𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍'𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚕𝚗𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛, 𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙳𝚛. 𝙿𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚁𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝙱𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚜. 𝙸𝚏 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚝, 𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝. •✦ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ •✦ ☬ ✦• ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦• 𝙾 𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 𝚁 𝙸 𝙽 𝙵 𝙾 𝚁 𝙼 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽​ ​• 𝙾𝚠𝚗𝚜 𝚊 𝚁𝙰𝙼 𝟷𝟻𝟶𝟶 𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 • ... 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚐: ​𝙳𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝙳𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝙿𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚗​​​​

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Westpoint High - A SoL High School RP

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_{"𝐹𝓊𝒸𝓀 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝓊𝓉. 𝐼 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊.
𝐵𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝒹𝑜𝑒𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑜𝒹. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒷𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼'𝓂 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈."}

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___________________________________ N A M E Kaelah Louve Evans ∞ Kae ∞ Lou ∞ Evans ∞ Pinkie ∞ Princess ∞ Little Cub ∞ Luna (Rank) ∞ Lupul Mic (Aurelio Only) O N L I N E - N A M E Howlin.Moon Westpoint.LunaS2 (Main Account) Wolf_Bite69 A G E 12th of April - Seventeen G E N D E R cis Female S E X U A L I T Y Bisexual | Hetero-Leaning N A T I O N A L I T Y American | French P R O V E N A N C E ∞ Westpoint; Washington State ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Voice: ∞ Talking ∞ Singing Height: 5'2 Weight: 112lbs Hair: ∞ Dark Brown | Pink Highlights Eyes: ∞ Dark Brown Body Type: Toned - Hourglass figure, classic supermodel type look Body Marks: ∞ Left Ear pierced (Twice) ∞ Right Ear pierced (Five) ∞ Nose pierced (Left side) ∞ Navel pierced ∞ Wolf | Gang tatt (Right forearm) ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single Crushes: ∞ Aurelio Rumancek Benefits: ∞ Aurelio Rumancek Current: ∞ None ♥ Past: ∞ Marcello Lombardi (Ex-BF) ∞ Dominic Matthews (Ex-BF) ∞ Laura Thompson (Ex-Hook Up) C H I L D R E N None F A M I L Y Father: Dominic Jace Evans (Gang Leader) Mother: Amélie Evans ✝ Siblings: ∞ Hunter Leon Evans (Older Bro) Grandparents: ∞ None Others: ∞ Aiden Evans (Uncle) 🇪​​🇽​​🇹​​🇪​​🇳​​🇩​​🇪​​🇩​ ​🇫​​🇦​​🇲​​🇮​​🇱​​🇾​ | 🇬​​🇦​​🇳​​🇬​ ​🇲​​🇪​​🇲​​🇧​​🇪​​🇷​​🇸​ M A L E M E M B E R S : Dominic Matthews Marcello Lombardi F E M A L E M E M B E R S : Jackie Trentum ? H O N O R A R Y M E M B E R S : ? ? E X I L E D M E M B E R S : None P E T S ∞ Eclipse | Black Phase Wolfdog (Kae's Baby) O T H E R ∞ TBD ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ Adrenaline junky; Kaelah likes the thrill of things like racing, truck surfing, cliff diving, etc. ✔ Wearing jewelry - Is always wearing various rings, earrings, & different types of necklaces ✔ Has a strong love for dancing, but never without a partner; & enjoys partying with her friends ✔ Wasting the day away with Aurelio, cuddling or watching movies; & any time he cooks for her ✔ The idea of having a normal life, & maybe being able to travel the world; wants to see France ✔ Food & eating - Kae is one of those people who can eat all she wants, & never gains weight ✔ Is an absolute pool shark; takes great pleasure in relieving people of their money at the bar ✔ Enjoys confidence & P.D.A; as long as it's the right person, let the world know she's yours D I S L I K E S ✘ Mathematics, & fucking science - Both are pure evil, & they only exist to torture people ✘ Kae has a strong fear of mountain lions after a close call with one when she was eleven ✘ She cannot stand the 17th of June; & usually shuts herself away in her appartment all day ✘ Hates admitting to others when she needs help, when she's wrong, or having to apologize ✘ Tequila - Sure it always starts off as a good idea, but it always ends in a migraine & regret ✘ Will always turn her nose up at cilantro; it tastes like soap to her, & it makes her feel sick ✘ Doesn't believe her birthday is a big deal; it hasn't been celebrated since she was three ✘ Hospitals - Kaelah absolutely detests them, & will do everything she can to avoid them ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Passionate | Fiery | Rebellious | Confident | Opinionated | Loyal | Dauntless ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y TBW. ____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O Y E A R L E V E L Senior | Year 12 G P A & A V E R A G E 2.8 ⧿ B+ Average with a C in Math and Science F A V O R I T E S U B J E C T English ∞ Literature | Creative Writing ∞ Journalism E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R ∞ Year Book Commitee (Member) ∞ School Newspaper (Photographer | Club Discontinued) R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S Year Book Committee ∞ Showing up to, & attending meetings ∞ Take photographs as needed for the year book ∞ Prey to the fucking Gods the year book doesn't get cut too School Newspaper ∞ None ∞ Newspaper was cut due to budget issues T R A N S P O R T A T I O N ∞ Street Bike P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N Westpoint fucking sucks.. and nothing is going to change while the old farts are in charge. Kaelah isn't stupid.. but she knows that she's never going to get into a 'good' college, not with her grades. And even if she did, she knows she would never be able to afford it anyway. There's only so much that she can do; but she's not about to let that stop her. In the past, Kaelah's goal was to make Westpoint better. Starting with getting money flowing back in through the town somehow, and ending with replacing the assholes in charge with people who actutally give a shit. But lately.. things have started to change. And she's beginning to think that maybe there might be more out there for her than life as a wolf. She just needs to get through the year. Be the first in her family to graduate from high school. Then she can worry about what's next.. and if she's going to be facing it alone, or with someone special. ____________________________________________________________________________ A F T E R S C H O O L I N F O E M P L O Y M E N T ∞ La Guarida | "The Den" (Waitress as needed) F A V O R I T E P L A C E S W E S T P O I N T ∞ La Guarida | "The Den" (Gang Affiliated Bar) ∞ Baker Mechanics ∞ Leighton Family Diner ∞ Westpoint Overlook R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S ∞ Yearbook Committee (For now) ∞ Gang Activities ∞ Showing up to, & attending meetings ∞ Helps preparing new members for initiation ∞ Gives guidance to the younger & new members ∞ Provides support for gang members as needed ∞ Ralies the gang to help her friends when necessary ∞ Maintaining her bike ____________________________________________________________________________ H O M E S W E E T H O M E K A E L A H ' S S M A L L A P P A R T M E N T ∞ Bedroom ∞ Small Bathroom (Shower, toilet, sink, mirror) ∞ Small Kitchenette (Fridge, microwave, sink, etc.) ∞ Small Lounge (Couch, coffee table, TV, lamp) O T H E R Is multilingual, & is fluent at reading, writing, & speaking in English, & French, & signing in ASL. Growing up surrounded by people getting hurt; Kaelah is skilled at first aid, & can stitch people up. Living on her own from age fourteen, Kae's appartment is located above La Guarida, the gangs bar. A respected member of her gang; she seems to be the defacto leader for members under twenty-two. Is one-hundred percent willing to put her life on the line; ready to kill or die for her friends, & her gang. Wants to leave town & travel; but understands it's a pipe dream, & that it will probably never happen. Willing to have a good time, Kaelah rarely says no to drinking; she also smokes, & dabbles in drugs. Her home is a safe place - makes sure her friends know they're always welcome, to hang or crash. While having been arrested a couple of times for assault; she hasn't spent any time behind bars. T H E M E S O N G "Break My Heart" by Dua Lipa Face Claim: Vanessa Morgan | #8D363A

@Vicier

Accepted!

Westpoint High - A SoL High School RP

@Hedgehawk Do we have an ETA for when the RP IC will officially launch?

@Kuro

No Official ETA, but I don't think it will launch for at least another week yet. I am playing it by ear...

Plus I have to write the opening post

Westpoint High - A SoL High School RP

Alright, I'm done!

The Tree Hugger

𓇣 𓇣 𓇣

_{"Putting too much faith in the make believe..."}

- <sub>Ethel Cain

FC: Oscar Rudberg || Color Code: #4E684D</sub>

𓇣 Name:

Mateo Oscar Crespo
- Mat

𓇣 Age & Grade:

17, November 17

𓇣 Gender:

CIS Male

𓇣 Sexuality:

Bisexual - PolyBisexual

𓇣 Label:

The Tree Hugger

𓇣 Occupation:

Does art commissions on his free time.
Eats rocks.

𓇣 Appearance Details

• Hair: _{Dark brown, curly}
• Eyes: _{Dark brown.}
• Height: _5'11"
• Body Type: _Slender
• Clothing Style: _{𓇣 , 𓇣 , 𓇣}
• Makeup Wise: _{Clean Girl, heavy make up is frowned upon.}
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: _{Both of his ears are pierced.}

𓇣 Personality

Nonchlant 𓇣 Friendly 𓇣 Outdoorsy 𓇣 Flirty 𓇣 Open-Minded 𓇣 Energetic 𓇣 Adventurous 𓇣 Impulsive 𓇣 Creative

Acting before thinking, saying whatever is on his mind, and being an overall slut for nature(and in general), are Mateo's staples. He's one to overshare when he is under any sort of stress or pressure, or any day really. Catch him in a bad mood he'll tell you he's as mad as that one night his neighbors kept banging and he had an exam to take that morning. Catch him in a good mood, and he'll tell you how happy he is by telling you he was as happy as when he got a passing grade in said exam.

Mateo doesn't take many things seriously, he's a drifting sort of guy. Easily pleased, and easily amused. Some may say he's not the brightest of the bunch, but he is part of the bunch. And for that, he should get a participation medal. Still, he has a heart of gold. Always trying to help and understanding to others.

𓇣 History

Originally from New York, New York Mateo's mother moved the two of them to Westpoint after a rather messy and scary divorce. Mateo didn't mind, the city had always been too loud and busy for him. He rather enjoyed the change of scenery. From skyscrapers, cat-sized rats, busy streets, and unimaginable traffic to the slow-paced and calm Westpont. It was hard to find peace in a city of metal and glass, and here he feels like home.

His mother works from home as a data analyst for a website based in New York, so they managed to buy a home in the nicer part of town. Mateo's grades are passable, as he says, "C's get degrees"! He's not very interested in college or any further education and isn't very interested in what he will do in the future. He'd rather figure it out as he goes. His mother has been encouraging him to do something with his art, but the more she says that the less he's inclined to do anything real with it.

In the past three years, Mateo found a love for nature. His room, and slowly the rest of the house, is becoming an inside jungle. He found his green finger after his mother gave him a plant to care for, claiming it would make him more responsible. Now it seems she may be regretting that gift seeing as the water bill has doubled. Still, she sees this as an improvement and demonstration that Mateo could be passionate about something. It has also inspired him to learn about nature itself. Now he has new things to rant about, and very interesting subjects such as his favorite; mushrooms and their effects.

𓇣 Extras:

• Drives an old truck his mother got him for his birthday.
• He's one more screen crack on his phone from doing commissions for furries to buy a new one.
• Most of his art is done on a sketchbook he always carries or his iPad.
• Languages: English and some Portuguese.

@Manzanilla

Westpoint High - A SoL High School RP

@Manzanilla @Aeolian @HaleyTheRandom

All Accepted!

Westpoint High - A SoL High School RP

Marabeth Golding/Senior

<sub>Nicknames: Mara, Luna, Goldie

((Faceclaim: Brittany Snow // Color Code: cyan))
"If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." Katharine Hepburn</sub>

Name:

Marabeth Luna Golding

Age & Grade:

17 | April 10 | Taurus | Senior

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Gay af

Label:

Sunshine with a chance of thunder.

Occupation:

Hacker

Appearance Details

• Hair: Red. Sometimes straight, sometimes in waves. A little past her shoulders.
• Eyes: Blue
• Height: 5'4
• Body Type: Slim with curves her mother gave her
• Clothing Style: During school hours, keeps her uniform as is. Wears her converse with silly socks at all times. After school, usually seen in cute lacy tops and jeans. Doesn't prefer to wear any jewelry.
• Makeup Wise: Keeps it simple. A little bit of lip gloss and some eyeliner goes a long way.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: No piercings. Has the different phases of the moon tattooed down her spine.

Personality

* Goofy * Flirtatious * Romantic * Generous * Authentic * Optimist * Compassion * Loyal * Hard to anger *

History

Growing up in a poor community of Los Angelas California, Marabeth always had to fight for attention and to get whatever she wanted. Her single mother, Gweneth, always taught her that no matter what happens to them, somebody else always had it worse. Seeing her mother's positive attitude in any situation taught Marabeth that there is always a silver lining to every cloud.

As she got older, she grew an affinity towards technology. She learned how to hack her mother's bank and soon they were rolling in money. Marabeth loved the feeling of easy money, but always held a bit of guilt of taking from others. So, any time she hacked a company, she would make an anonymous donation, usually to animal shelters. When she was fourteen she was busted for the first time. She was sent to Juvy and given a light sentence. That didn't stop her hacking days. These days, she gets paid to change peoples' grades, print out the answer keys for tests, anything to earn her money.

Extras:

• Luggage:The basics, plus a smuggled laptop. Her beloved leather red leather jacket.
• Extracurricular Activities: A member of the drama club and choir.
• A sucker for any baby animal
• Loves to have a good drink
• Usually stoned

@Sadie

Suzanna

_{Face Claim: Emilia Jones // Color Code: ED1C24
"Fish or cut bait." - American colloquial expression}

Name:

Suzanna Mae Poots

^{*prefers to go by Suzie or Suz, dislikes being called Suzanna}

Age & Grade:

17 - September 7th - Virgo || Senior

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

"Fuck off."

Label:

Steelhead, "reeks of fish" (but doesn't, actually), unsociable outcast, etc.

Occupation:

Fishing, but typically the odd jobs around town that often revolve around physical labor. Yard work, for instance.

Appearance Details:

• Hair: Auburn and of some length. Usually kept in a rushed ponytail, however.
• Eyes: Dark brown, inherited from her father's side of the family.
• Height: Five feet, six inches.
• Body Type: Fit, with decent muscle. Could probably outwrestle some of the wrestling team.
• Clothing Style: Tomboyish. Plaid shirts, faded hoodies, worn jeans, heavy-duty boots, etc.
• Makeup Wise: No thanks.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Minor roughness and/or scarring on hands, knees, etc.

Personality:

• Agitated
• Exhausted
• Grumpy
• Sarcastic
• Temperamental

History:

Suzie hates the story of how she found herself stuck in Westpoint Ridge.

Twenty-six years ago, her father had went out on a college road trip with his friends. As they crossed into Westpoint Ridge, they soon found themselves stuck in town after some car trouble. Given that it would take time to fix, the group decided to grab a bite to eat at Rodney's while mechanics worked on the car. Coincidentally, it had been one of the days her mother was scheduled to work, and her father found himself swept off his feet. Though they moved on not long after, he couldn't forget her face, and eventually uprooted his entire future in search of the woman he had fallen in love with that day.

As stupid as it sounds, it worked out for them in the end. The two got married, settled down, and had kids—"Dumb and Dumber" (Jacob and Tucker), her two older brothers, and later Suzie. She wishes it didn't work out as easily as it had did.

Call it teenage woes, but Suzie despises almost every aspect of her life. She hates being stuck in a no-name town. She hates her parents breathing down her neck, even more so because they both work at the local high school as a teacher-counselor combo. She hates her blockhead brothers for always starting bullshit and being a general nuisance. The only thing Suzie ever looked forward to was her yearly school breaks, where she could travel to her grandparents in Sitka, Alaska and help her grandfather with his fishing hauls. At least there she could feel respected—useful, even—and be able to get away from all the bullshit she had to deal with at home.

Unfortunately, 2024 had other plans for Suzie. Her grandfather had a sudden stroke, which led to his passing. The person she cared the most for had been ripped away, and Suzie has been crushed ever since. She's mad at the world, and isn't afraid to let others know it now that her parents made the choice to keep her home this final school year rather than let her say her goodbyes.

Extras:

Extracurricular Activities: Suzie used to play soccer and softball prior to her teenage years, but hasn't touched an extracurricular since.

Hobbies + Interests:

• Fishing in general
• Garbage, low budget movies
• Music (Sunami, Hatebreed, etc.)
• Retro arcade games, such as MK
• Rodeo (Frontier Days, Cody Nite, etc.)

@Kuro

Both Accepted!

Westpoint High - A SoL High School RP

𝒜𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒶𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝑀𝒶𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝑅𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓀

_{"𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝑒 𝑔𝑜.. 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓈 𝓌𝑒'𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇."}

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___________________________________ N A M E Atanasia Maree Rumancek ∞ Ata ∞ Melody ∞ Daddy's Girl ∞ Little Bird (Shane Only) ∞ Little Nephilim (Parents Only) O N L I N E - N A M E Wheelie.Bird HadesLilSongbird (Main Account) Feathers4Soup (Second Private Account) Hermes Lil Messenger Pigeon Underworld.Pixie Olympus Angel Fck_Doves A G E 9th of September - Fifteen G E N D E R cis Female S E X U A L I T Y Heterosexual | Straight N A T I O N A L I T Y Italian | Romani | American | Greek P R O V E N A N C E ∞ Westpoint; Washington State (Currently) ∞ Sunset Beach; California (Occasional Visit) ∞ Long Island; New York (Occasional Visit) ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Voice: ∞ Talking ∞ Singing Height: 5' Weight: 101lbs Hair: ∞ Chocolate Brown Eyes: ∞ Hazel | Dark Brown Body Type: Toned - Slim figure, athletic runner type look Body Marks: ∞ Ears pierced (Twice) ∞ Navel pierced ∞ Birds tatt (Left wrist) ∞ Treble Compass tatt (Right forearm) ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Taken | In A Relationship Crushes: ∞ Shane Campbell Benefits: ∞ None Current: ∞ Shane Campbell ♥ Past: ∞ None C H I L D R E N None F A M I L Y Father: Tyler James Rumancek Mother: Erin Maree Rumancek (née: Chase) Siblings: ∞ Nikolas Rumancek (Older Bro) ∞ Aurelio Rumancek (Older Bro) Grandparents: ∞ Destiny Rumancek (Pat.) ∞ Sophia De Luca (Mat.) Others: ∞ Brandon Murphy (Godfather) 🇪​​🇽​​🇹​​🇪​​🇳​​🇩​​🇪​​🇩​ ​🇫​​🇦​​🇲​​🇮​​🇱​​🇾​ U N C L E S : Damien Blake (Uncle) Jackson Drake (Uncle) Nico Di Angelo (Uncle) Will Solace (Uncle via Marriage) A U N T S : Hazel Levesque (Aunt) Jules Emerson (Aunt) C O U S I N S : Atlas Rossi (2nd Cousin | Uncle) Danielle De Luca (2nd Cousin | Aunt) Greyson Davies (2nd Cousin | Uncle) Keani De la Cruz (2nd Cousin | Aunt) Zeru Williams (2nd Cousin | Uncle) H O N O R A R Y F A M I L Y : Cammron Halligan (Faux Uncle) Cayden Jacobs (Faux Uncle) Daniel Murphy (Faux Uncle) Ezra Griesheim (Faux Uncle) Jaidyn Murphy (Faux Uncle) Justin “Gus” Jordan (Faux Uncle) Roman Foster (Faux Uncle) P E T S ∞ Oliver | Golden Retriever (Shane & Ata's Baby) ∞ Dodger | Catahoula Leopard Mix (Ata's Step-Baby) ∞ Bowie | White cat with brown patches (Ata's Baby) ∞ Salem | Black cat (Family Pet) ∞ Erik | Black cat with a half-white face (Family Pet) ∞ Anakin, Maul, & Kylo | The "hounds" (Family Pets) ∞ Silas | Mexican red-knee tarantula (Mother's Pet) ∞ Nuri | an exotic "komodo dragon" (Father's Pet) ∞ Various reptiles (Father's Pet) ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ Any time she gets to simply hang out, party, or celebrate with her friends, & the guys ✔ Orange & green - Her favorite colors; the best colors, you can't convince her otherwise ✔ Has a weakness for tattoos, & a fascination with scars; likes tracing them with her fingers ✔ Uncle Bran, uncle Gus, & aunt Jules - Her favorite extended family; she loves visiting them ✔ Enjoys watching movies, Chinese food, & listening to her boyfriends band when they play ✔ Musically inclined - Inherited her mom's talent for singing, & is skilled at all types of guitar ✔ Taking her bikes out for a ride; whether alone, with her boyfriend, her family, or the crew ✔ Absolutely loves teen drama shows like Stranger Things, Teen Wolf, Gossip Girl, etc. D I S L I K E S ✘ People talking bad about her family, friends, or culture - She will punch a bitch out ✘ Long hair - It looks beautiful on other people, especially her mom, but not on herself ✘ That slightly sickening 'crunch' sound that cartilage makes when you pierce through it ✘ Being underestimated, & not taken seriously as competition just because of her gender ✘ Is highly allergic to cinnamon, & without medication, it can be serious, & life-threatening ✘ Hates that she enjoys her older brother's over-protectiveness - It makes her feel loved ✘ Raisins - She hates them with the fire of a thousand suns, & thinks they look funny ✘ Drinking plain milk - She thinks it's boring, & she just doesn't enjoy the taste of it ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Athletic | Feisty | Hard-Working | Confident | Fun-Loving | Social | Musical ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y TBW. ____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O Y E A R L E V E L Junior | Year 11 G P A & A V E R A G E 3.5 ⧿ B+ Average with an A in Music and Physical Education F A V O R I T E S U B J E C T Music ∞ Vocals | Singing ∞ Instrumental (Bass Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar) Physical Education ∞ Competitive Sports (Soccer, Lacrosse, Baseball, ect.) ∞ Track | Cross-Country Running E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R ∞ Soccer Team (Team Member) ∞ Motocross Club (Club Member) R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S Soccer Team ∞ Showing up to, & attending team practices ∞ Showing up to, & participating in various matches ∞ Providing support for the team; stepping up as needed Motocross Club ∞ Showing up to, & attending club meetings ∞ Participating in club activities; both on & off school grounds T R A N S P O R T A T I O N ∞ 150cc Dirt Bike ∞ Street Bike ∞ Her brother's car (Passenger) ∞ Her boyfriends's car (Passenger) ∞ Her boyfriends's bike (Backpack) P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N .. Is there a point to staying in school when everything she loves is already moving on..? One of the rare few people who's always known what they want; Atanasia, however, seems to be struggling with the future when it comes to her academics. The seniors are leaving- her boyfriend graduating. And now she finds herself caught at a crossroads in her life. Does she stay at Westpoint high and continue on with her senior year..? Or does she make the choice to drop out, and follow life wherever her heart leads her..? Either way, she knows she won't be alone. ____________________________________________________________________________ A F T E R S C H O O L I N F O E M P L O Y M E N T ∞ Trattoria Malavita | Her Mother's Restaurant (Very Casual Staff) F A V O R I T E P L A C E S W E S T P O I N T ∞ Trattoria Malavita ∞ The Motocross Tracks ∞ School Soccer Fields ∞ Westpoint Overlook ∞ The Lake (Behind the Rumancek House) L O S A N G E L E S ∞ The Hollywood Sign ∞ Theme Parks ∞ Disneyland | California Adventure ∞ Universal Studios Hollywood ∞ Six Flags Magic Mountain ∞ Knott’s Berry Farm ∞ Grand Central Market ∞ Huntington Beach ∞ Catalina Island ∞ The Grove L O N G I S L A N D ∞ Delphi Strawberry Service R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S ∞ Litter Box Duty (Indefinitely) ∞ Soccer Practice | Matches ∞ Motocross Club Activites ∞ Physical Training ∞ Combat | Self-Defense ∞ Agility | Parkour ∞ Skills | Weapons ∞ Maintaining her two bikes ____________________________________________________________________________ H O M E S W E E T H O M E S H A N E & A T A N A S I A ' S H O M E ∞ Bedroom (Shared) ∞ Lounge ∞ Kitchen R U M A N C E K H O M E ∞ Bedroom O T H E R Is fluent in several different languages, including: English, Italian, Romani, Greek, & German. Has five birds tattooed over her left wrist; each bird representing a different member of her family. Will always put her friends & family first, even before herself, & will drop everything to help them out. Can get extremely competitive, especially during motocross & soccer - feels she has to prove herself. Atanasia, just like everyone else in her family (extended or other), suffers from ADHD & slight dyslexia. Despite many attempts from her mom; Atanasia cannot cook, & often claims she's failure as an Italian. Making her Godfather proud, Atanasia has a mean hook, & can defend herself with various weapons. A skill taught to her by not just her father, but her uncles, Ata is able to maintain & fix her motorbikes. Gets her fair share of detentions; & while having been detained, she's never actually been charged. T H E M E S O N G "Call On Me" by Starley (ft. Ryan Riback) Face Claim: Kathryn Prescott | #E6A05B

@Vicier

Accepted!

Westpoint High - A SoL High School RP

Erik Matthews/Junior

_{Nicknames: None
((Faceclaim: Theo James // Color Code: Slate Gray))
"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." -Oscar Wilde}

Name:

Erik Philbert Matthews

Age & Grade:

17 | June 26 | Cancer | Junior

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Hetero

Label:

Jock

Occupation:

Line Cook at a local restaurant

Appearance Details

• Hair: Brown, short. A bit thicker at the top, but clean shaven on the sides.
• Eyes: Brown
• Height: 6'1
• Body Type: Lean, athletic build. Bulky arms, strong thighs.
• Clothing Style: Outside of his school regulated uniform, usually always seen in basic jeans and a tee. Doesn't spend too much attention and focus on what he wears.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Cigarette burns on his upper back, thin scar along his right pec.

Personality

* Loyal * Hardworking * Ambivert * Asshole * Sarcastic * Protective * Reserved *

History

• Born in Chicago, IL to a single mother, they both were in and out of homeless shelters until his mother was killed when he was eight years old by her abusive boyfriend. It was then discovered that the young child had been abused as well. Cigarette burns and old broken bones were discovered. An old knife wound was found across his upper right pec. The young boy was thought to be mute, but doctor's soon found it to be only selective.
• Jumped from foster home to foster home as the boy could never trust men and always acted out against their orders. Constantly in and out of juvie for minor infractions, ie shoplifting, vandalism, car thefts.
• Found a job at 17 working as a line cook for a shoddy diner. Saves up his money to get the hell out of the town and to finally make something of himself.

Extras:

• Luggage:
• Basic items.
• Baseball uniform
• Framed picture of him and his mother when he was five
• Extracurricular Activities:
  Catcher for the school's baseball team

• Others:
• Allergic to shellfish
• Major PTSD when it comes to cigarettes, either seeing them or smelling the smoke
• Afraid of birds
• Drives an old beat up motorcycle

@Sadie

Accepted!

Cassandra Jensen // Senior

Cassandra Jensen

<sub>Cass, CJ

((Faceclaim: Gal Godot // Color Code: Violet))
”The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched - they must be felt with the heart.” - Helen Keller</sub>

Name:

Cassandra Jensen

Age & Grade:

17, Senior

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Label:

Fashionista

Occupation:

Front desk at the dental office

Appearance Details

• Hair: Brown
• Eyes: Brown
• Height: 5'7
• Body Type: Slim
• Clothing Style: Trendy, preppy
• Makeup Wise: Light to moderate, smoky eyes
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: No major scars, no tattoos, a tongue piercing.

Personality

• Friendly
• Pensive
• Sometimes sarcastic
• Vengeful if a loved one happens to be hurt
• Social butterfly

History

CJ has had an uneventful past, for the most part. She grew up alongside an older brother who’s two years her senior and currently away to college. Both her mother and father have worked their entire lives, mom being a dental assistant and dad a firefighter. They built themselves a nice little home some blocks from the main road a couple of decades ago and have lived there since. The real reason they haven’t left town? CJ’s grandmother refuses to up and leave, and given grandma has no other family left, The Jensens have stuck around all this time despite the kids’ constant protest to do otherwise.

Growing up, CJ was primarily interested in dance and gymnastics. Unfortunately, a sudden incident when she was 13 left her in a cast for quite a few weeks. Her leg and ankle recovered, but not entirely. She then stuck to online coaching and even though CJ could have easily been overlooked, she was allowed to join the cheer squad as long as she refrained from doing any of the fancier moves.

Academically, CJ is on average a B student. She has goals to be a nurse and rarely allows a distraction to disrupt her studies. When not busy or glued to Netflix with a bottle of wine she snuck into her own little space, CJ enjoys thinking up different choreographies, swimming, and reading fashion magazines.

Extras:

• Extracurricular Activities: Member of the cheerleading squad, assistant dance coach at the middle school
• Just recently decided to move into the detached guest house in her parent’s backyard after they ok’d it
• Allergic to dogs

Can y'all see the image? On my phone it shows as a broken link.

@Liv

Accepted!