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I was going to make the best status ever, but then I got high.
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The good thing about having a dead parent, is that I can disappoint only one of them now! :D
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If you're still alive, you're not struggling with depression. Depression is struggling with you.
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Don't be ashamed of who you are! That's your parents job <3
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Anyone spare some serotonin?
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Bio
If you read this you are one nosy mf <3 BTW, why are you here? wanna send me a dm? talk? Chismo(a) Anyway, what can I say about myself? I like long walks on the beach, but don't like the beach much. I love spicy food even though I can't handle my spice. Oh! I tried juicy pork dumpling and holy shit my taste buds were having an orgasm. U N P O Q U I T O D E T E ?
She/They . 28 . Scorpio . PTS . Lesbian
Discord: pyxislated
Call me Manzanilla or Fer, whichever is fine! I own a photography studio in LA and work as a full-time photographer and editor. I love my job and the creative outlet it gives me. A few things about me: I love afternoon tea. My favorite flavors of tea are chamomile, lavender Earl Grey and black tea with milk. I love dressing up all pretty and having tea with my friends or by myself. I have three cats, two boys and a girl. The girl stays at the store since she loves interacting with people and is the official cat and roach hunter of the store and is currently the employee of the month for the next few years.
____________________________________________________________________________ L O C A T I O N : D e l b r o o k , H o m e r o o m I N T E R A C T I O N : Molly, @Blizz O T D : π ______________________________________________________________________________________
Monserad laughed, watching Molly practically jump off her skateboard to kiss her. She had wrapped her free arm around the other girl and brought her closer together. Fitted perfectly against each other, like two puzzle pieces. She enjoyed the soft lips over her own, lingering there against Molly's lips for another second before she pulled back. A soft smile that reached her eyes graced her features, kissing Molly's cheek as she handed over the iced coffee.
"You know you can always count on me for your caffeine fix, babe." Monse slipped a hand around Molly's waist, pulling her closer against her side. She had missed seeing her girlfriend every day. Hanging out during lunch, walking around the halls, and sneaking to the back of the library to make out. Those little instances made her time in Delbrook worth it and enjoyable.
Monse didn't mind taking tests and listening to what she already knew in class when Molly was there.
Hell, Monse would even do some homework for Molly.
"I could use some food; I didn't eat much before coming here." And if she didn't eat soon, she'd get grumpy, alongside some of the side effects of her meds when she took them on an empty stomach.
"How about some crapes with Nutella? Or some pan dulce - fuck I want a concha now." Her stomach protested loudly at the thought of sweet bread or fried bread with some cafe de olla.
She hummed their way back to the cabins, hands swinging between them as Beau and Tati walked side by side. Dirt kicked up a bit with every step, like little tiny clouds surrounding their feet. Tatiana's mood seemed to have lifted after talking with Beau; he always managed to lighten up her mood, even just a tiny bit. The boy was like a beacon of annoying little lights forcing you to be happy one way or another. Some might think it could get annoying, but he was a source of happiness and a sense of home to Tatiana.
"Hey, wanna sneak out tonight? Finally got some mugwort and skullcap." Tati looked to Beau, an easy smile on her lips. "Wanna see what would happen if we mix it with weed? Think Kareem could give me some?" Tatiana was a bit of an experimentalist when it came to mixing herbs. While her grandmother had taught her well about healing herbs, she was more interested in the results they gave when it was smoked.
So far, her favorite mix was chamomille, lavender, and passionflower. Lavender worked wonders.
"Hmm? Sure..." Beau had been a bit distracted since they left the bleachers. Tati was right; he should just get it over with. Just talk to Imani, clear the air, and move on. Dwelling on it for any longer wasn't going to solve his feelings. It wasn't going to make everything they had gone through together just magically disappear, but at least he would get some closure. Finally.
He could feel Tati's eyes trained on him, so when he finally snapped out of his little trance, he shot her a quick smile- squeezing her hand in his. "Honestly, I doubt he would want to see me. Last time we saw each other, I had my pants around my ankles with that one Apollo boy." Kareem, being the big idiot he was, had just stood there staring at them until the other boy had said something. Since then, Kareem had been avoiding Beau, and he hadn't had a chance to apologize for that ordeal.
Tatiana snorted before breaking into laughter. "Completely forgot about that!" Poor Kareem, to have witnessed something like that, Tatiana thought as she continued to laugh. She wasn't surprised, especially when Beau was just one step behind Brandon. And the boy complained about the latter.
"Seriously, you have to be extra careful, Beau." She looked at him, wiping the corner of her eyes with her free hand. "Learn from me. Never been caught once." She brushed some of her curls behind her shoulder.
"Learn from you?" Beau rolled his eyes at her. "Ma'am, did you not tell me that Kyrin caught you and Cee last week?"
"Wha- that doesn't count! He probably doesn't even remember." Tatiana rolled her eyes, looking away from the boy next to her and towards their path ahead. "And you, don't go around telling people shit. And besides, at this point, you'll dethrone Brandon as being the camp's man whore."
Her eyes spotted a green-haired boy she hadn't seen in a while looking their way. So he was back. A smile spread over her features as she glanced at Beau. "You gotta get your act together, babes. Talk to Imani."
"I told you it's gonna be difficult. She doesn't even want to talk to me." Beau sighed, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand. "But I think I'm ready." Their time apart had given him time to think, but it also didn't help that they lived in the same camp. He had considered applying for a transfer to the Roman camp, but he'd miss his brothers and sisters too much. And not to mention the many friends he had made over the past years at camp. All of the thrown away over a messy breakup he couldn't seem to get over? It wasn't worth it enough.
"Well, you should. Because I know someone, besides your Apollo boy, that might be interested." Tatiana had finally noticed a certain green-haired boy staring their way ever since they had arrived. While Tatiana didn't talk much to people outside the small circle she had formed that consisted of her siblings and Beau, she was an observant girl. She saw things, things that she liked to keep quiet about until the right opportunity arose.
"Seriously, this person is soooo much better. I don't even know that Apollo's kid name!" She had never bothered to ask, but then again, Beau had never bothered to mention his name.
"Lance." Beau looked at Tatiana then around them, trying to spot who she was talking about. Of course, he didn't have to because he already knew. "His name is Lance, and uh, it's nothing serious." He finally spotted Kep looking their way before snapping his head back to the girl next to him after he finally processed what she had said about it.
He was not a man whore.
"Excuse me, I am not a man whore. I am simply a whore."
"Same thing, dude."
"A whore with standards."
"Very low ones, it seems." She rolled her eyes, pulling him along towards Kep that was practically staring at Beau. Seriously, life in this camp would be so much easy if people just talked. Use words! Beau wouldn't be in a six-month heartbreak if he would just clear things up with Imani. Just be directβno need to beat around the bush and dwell on things for so long.
It just stresses you out.
Maybe Tatiana could start selling some lavender blunts laced with weed. Those things would sell like crazy.
"Hey! That is so rude!" Beau glared at Tati for a second before realizing he was being dragged towards Kep. He had to swallow his next words just as they stopped in front of the green-haired boy.
"Welcome back, Kep." Beau pulled his hand away from Tatiana's and brought it up to his neck, smiling at the boy in front of him.
"Nice to see you, Kep." Tatiana crossed her arms over her chest, glancing over at Beau for a second before turning her attention back to Kep. "I'll let you both talk," she winked at him before turning to kiss Beau on the cheek. "See ya later, Beau. Don't forget around the weed for later." She patted his shoulder and shot Kep a wink before turning on her heels and walked away from the pair.
"Don't mind her." Beau let out a small nervous laugh before stepping next to Kep and wrapping an arm around his shoulders. "Glad to finally see you back! How was it out there? Enjoyed all the nature-y stuff?" He wanted to hear all about Kep's adventure. Beau had never been much of a listener, but something about the way that Kep talk made him fall into a sort of trance that just kept Beau's mouth shut, and he was able to actually listen.
"Maybe I should go with you next time. Get away from camp for a few days, my sister some peace and quiet. And so I could get away from Tati's herb testing on me." Beau made a face at the last part. The last time Tati had convinced him to try a new potion of hers, Valeria had to reverse the side effects. The side effects being not being able to talk.
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βWatching the sunrise early in the mornings βSwimming in the pool, or just swimming in general βAnime. Anime everything. Shit posting is the best. βVideo games, especially RPGs and farming games βThrifting, she loves to thrift or recycle thrifted clothes. Just shopping. βPosting on social media, especially Insta and SnapChat βPastel colors, they loves them to the extreme βPlants. Kaylen has a shit ton of them. βTiktok, she has close to a million followers right now.
D I S L I K E S
βPeople who like to state the obvious, that she is fat or adopted. βThe smell of freshly cut grass. Ew. βPeople who are always being negative and party poopers. βHis brother's girlfriend. She's a bitch. βPeople who chew with their mouths opened. βFPS, she has really bad aim and only plays with Benji. βWhen her plants die or if they get root rott. βSpiders and roaches, hates them and she will scream. βHer dead name, she will punch anyone who whispers it to her or tells others.
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Adopted into the Martinez family from birth, Kaylen Marie Martinez was a baby full of joy. Her biological mother had been a surrogate for the Martinez couple. Dolores, Kaylen's mom, had been unable to have another baby after her first son. It took them a year to finally see a specialist. The Martnez didn't let their inability to have another baby stop them from adopting Kaylen.
Will finish this. Promise!
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New school year.
New classes.
Same faces.
Same bullshit.
Monserad had woken up early, not that she got much sleep anyway. She had stayed up most of the night thinking about the last year in Delbrook. The first few years had been the same as the first. Wake up, get ready, go to school, and sometimes go out with friends. Of course, thanks to Molly, her routine changed here and there; those rare moments she had with Molly were enough to make the boring routine days worth it. That girl had changed Monse's boring life since day one. Something about the way Molly smiled at her across the school halls or the little excited flare in her eyes when she'd land a trick. Or how she'd play with Monse's curls when they got high.
The little kisses over her freckles, all of it made her days at Delbrook worth it.
"Lupe! You're going to be late for school." The voice of Doctor Luz reached Monse's room, making the girl snap out of her thoughts. With a roll of her eyes and a groan, she pulled off the silk bonnet from her head. The curls fell over her forehead before Monse got to work with them, spraying some leave-in conditioner all over her head before combing it with her fingers.
She worked quickly as she heard her mother's footsteps approach her room. By the time Doctor Luz opened the door, Mose was already up on her feet, gathering her tablet, a notebook, and a few pens.
"Hurry up, your father has to leave in five." Doctor Luz leaned against the door frame, her dark gaze scanning the mess that was Monse's room. "Don't forget your meds. Eat something before you go." And like that, Doctor Luz Pascual was gone.
Monse stared at the bottle of pills in her nightstand, glaring at it as if her eyes could drill holes in it. Another second passed before she sighed and popped a pill in her mouth and swallowing it dry. Her phone rang with the notification from Molly's text. Monse smiled, forgetting about her meds as she sent a quick text back.
π Molly π : - Sup bb - laevign in5 - leaving - 5 Me : - morning babe, see you at school π - gonna get you an iced coffee <3
Monse stopped by her local donut show for an organic bagel with vegan cream cheese, an iced matcha latte, and an iced coffee for Molly. She thanked the elderly Asian woman behind the counter and raced to the pink Telsa parked outside. Ten more minutes, and Monse was finally back to Delbrook.
Disappointed.
That is what Monse was when she realized that the seating chart had been changed from last year, and she was as far away from Molly as she could get. At least she was near Sasha, the newest friend she had made over the summer break. Now Miss Goldman would have to deal with their constant texts and passing of notes. It might drive the woman mad enough to change their seats and sit them together.
Homeroom on the first day was always the best. Short and sweet. She had sat down throughout the pledge, rolling her eyes at anyone who looked her away. Pledge to this country? Please.
When it was all over, and they were dismissed, she hurried up and gathered her bag, and got in line with the rest of the students in the class. She had been pushed to the back of the line, leaving Molly towards the front. By the time they arrived at the field, she had lost Molly amongst the sea of students.
It took her about three minutes to finally spot Molly rolling around on her board just a few feet away. With Molly's iced coffee, she pushed past the people and approached the other girl with a grin on her face.
"Looking for someone, babe?" Monse walked up to her, pulling her down just a bit to plant a quick kiss on Molly's lips before pushing the iced coffee towards her. "Still cold."
Location : Big House Interactions : Remus, and Riley @MarshiestMallow Featuring : Everyone in the Bog House _______________________________________________________________________
After both Katherine and Swayer had left, Kareem was left alone to do the chores in the greenhouse. Again. He didn't mind; he liked the quietness and stillness of the greenhouse. Something about being surrounded by plants, dirt, and hard work gave him some peace of mind. He was glad he hadn't been called to the Big House, unlike poor Sawyer.
Probably some search and rescue.
Kareem had never been to one partly because he didn't like going out of the camp much. And because he didn't feel useful in his permanent condition. Kareem liked to act like the missing arm didn't bother him when it did. Very much so. It wasn't that he didn't feel complete, that wasn't it. It just felt... different. After recovering fully from his little run-in with that asshole of a scorpion. Now scorpions were something that Kareem didn't fuck with at all. He could still remember the sudden burning pain when the stinger penetrated his skin and boiled his blood all the way up his arm- and then nothing. The next thing he remembered was the hospital and his arm was gone.
The phantom pain was a bitch to deal with. There were days when he couldn't do much but lay in bed. Those nights were the worst. Katherine had tried to help Tatiana and Vivian as well, but nothing they did much to sedate the pain. Other days it wasn't even the pain, it was just an itch he couldn't scratch on his left hand. Other times it was the left thumb.
He rubbed the stump after he put down the water hose. Sometimes there was not much you could do, and that was fine.
Kareem perked up when he heard his name being called behind him. He turned back, looking around until he spotted Remus. He gave the boy an easy smile, waving with his right hand.
"Hey, Rem! Didn't know you " Last Kareem remembered Remus had been out retrieving a new camper- as there she was. "Oh, hello there!" His smiled widen, feeling the familiar energy that surrounded her. A new half-sister? Half-cousin?
Either way, now he wouldn't have to do the field chores alone.
Body Marks:Both of his ears are pierced. He also has a tattoo on his left arm, his mother doesn't know.
Clothing Style:Skater/e-boy
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R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Single Current: N/A Crush: Felix from Stray Kids Past: TBD
F A M I L Y
Mother: β Cho-Hee Kim Older Sister: β Bong-Cha Kim
P E T S
- Tae rescued the black lab when he was 14, her name is Nevula
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H O M E S W E E T H O M E
- His home located in a trailer park in Carson. - Tae's room
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βHiking, or being close to nature and the calmess βBeing around friends and surrounded by people he likes βLate night drives with his friends during the weekends βThe cat his mom has at the shop, keeps the rodents and reaches away βHistory, his favorite subject after PE βPhotography, his sister bought him a Sony and he's been usuing it like crazy βParties and gay clubs, he's out to the world now βGoing on walks by the beach with Nevula
D I S L I K E S
βHomophobic comments, bigots and back handed comments from his aunt, and anyone in general βRude customers that come in demmanding things and expect him to be nice βHaving to study hard for standarized tests. They are garbage βHaving to do his sister's chores in order to borrow the car or get a ride βParty poopers, they are no fun! βThe cold, Tae loves warm and sunny days all year round βBeing told what to do while doing said thing, makes him ant to drop it and leave βOverly sour things, especially sour candy
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Born to a small market owner and a construction worker, Tae-Seong was named after his grandfather. Tae was still young when his father died in an accident while at work. Mr. Kim's life insurance barely covered the expenses of the funeral and the company he worked for refused to give anything to the Kims.
So Mama Kim sued. And won. Just enough money to buy a trailer home large enough for the family of three. Bong-Cha, Tae's older sister, was around seven years old when it all happened. Both her and his mother never really talked about it or his father's death. They only talked about the nice stuff. Like the way he would laugh, or how good his fried rice kimchi was.
Even without his father, Tae grew up in a loving home. His mother always had small ways of showing her love to her kids despite her strict nature. In the end, she wanted both of her children to succeed in life. Bong-Cha had graduated valedictorian with a full scholarship to UCSLB to study law. Something that their mother was proud of, and now it was Tae's turn to follow in his sister's footsteps. And while he did good in school, got straight A's, and made his mother proud, he wanted nothing to do with law. Tae was a creative boy that loved animals.
He was afraid to tell that to his mother. The shock of coming out was still fresh in their household. Just a month out, a month that had been filled with tears and arguments that resulted in Mrs. Kim finally coming to terms with the fact her son was gay and accept him with open arms.
Maybe he should wait another few more months before letting her know about his plans after graduation.
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G R A D E Y E A R
Senior, 12th Grade
G P A & A V E R A G E
4.0, Straight A's With the help of Sparknotes.
E L E C T I V E C L A S S
P.E. and Yearbook Photography
E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R
N/A
T R A N S P O R T A T I O N
Tae takes the bus and uses his kateboard to get around. Sometimes he scores a ride from his older sister. He is trying to save up for a car, since he already has his license.
P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N
Vet School or Fashion Photographer
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E M P L O Y M E N T
Tae helps around his mom's market.
F A V O R I T E P L A C E S
- Skate parks - Malibu Hiking Trails - Night Market in Arcadia - Del Almo Fashion Center - LACMA -
R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S
- Helps around the market and home.
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Tae is completely fluent in Korean, his mother insisted he learned.
He has a fear of snakes and the ocean. Not the beach, but the ocean.
Tae is a quick learned with the gift of having an eidetic memory, just hates tests.
- Her home located in Signal Hill - Her room with the right amount of decorations
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βGoing down to the beach on Sunday mornings when the fog is out βFilm photography, or any kind really βMaking fun of tourists in Santa Monica and Venice βGoing to Little Tokyo for some bomb ass ramen, and the tea house βAs rare as it is in sunny Southern California, rain and the cold βBothering the theater kids with her cousin Cyler βReading, watching, and consuming anything fantasy related βBand practice, she loves playing the drums/bass in her cousin's band βArson, Monse could be a bit of a paromaniac βGoing out to clubs, she always keeps her fake ID hidden in her wallet
D I S L I K E S
βThe quiet and stillness, they make her nervous βCaldo de rez during the summer βHospitals, watching her father die slowly in one of those white cold rooms messed her up βWhen people chew their food with their mouth opened and very loudly βCustomer service, she hates having to be nice to people just because they buy stuff βThe way her hair gets after one of those misty mornings, so much friz! βOverly religious people, chill βBeing able to smell the heat during those sumer hells
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Born to Doctor Luz and Surgeon Jorge, Monserad was a planned child from the start. The star couple of the Mojave Tribe welcomed their daughter one April seventeenth at three in the morning. Both Doctors had recently moved back from San Jose down to Long Beach when Luz was offered a job as a professor in CSULB. Happy to be back in their hometown, the Tul family moved into their old family home in Signal Hill. Along with their new baby, the happy family of three settled atop the hill that overlooked the rest of Long Beach.
Monse's childhood was one of private lessons, organic foods, and the best money could buy. Since both of her parents were professionals, While both her mother and father did their best to spend time with Monse whenever they could, the little girl was primarily raised by her various tutors and her nanny Rachel. Nonetheless, her early childhood and preteens were nothing that two busy parents and a nanny couldn't handle.
It wasn't until her early teens that Monse began to act out in search of attention from her busy parents. She'd often get into some sort of argument with a teacher or classmate. Her parents, worried at first, attended the meetings with the teachers and counselors. Little by little both of them stopped bothering to go and just sent Rachel over.
She was 14 when she was sent to Juvi for getting in a fight with another girl. Monse had broken the other girl's nose and had left some pretty nasty marks on the girl. Her parents agreed to four months of juvie, thinking that might knock some sense into Monse's thick skull that it was time to get her act together. It also meant four months free of their once-perfect little girl.
Of course, incarceration was not effective. Shortly after getting out she was transferred out of her private high school and sent to Delbrook High during Junior year.
Now, Monse has begun to drift. She scrapes by with her grades. The teachers know she is a smart girl, she's a quick learner but doesn't put enough effort to try. Her test and exams come in the As but there is rarely any homework done on her part, and because of it her grades suffer.
Just enough to get a scolding. Anything from her parents. Even then, they just buy her things to keep her busy and happy.
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G R A D E Y E A R
Senior, 12th
G P A & A V E R A G E
2.8 Monse knows what's up. Just doesn't do the homework.
E L E C T I V E C L A S S
Band
E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R
N/A
T R A N S P O R T A T I O N
Monse's dad bought her a Tesla on her 17th birthday. Monse didn't initially like the color, but it has grown on her.
P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N
NYU
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E M P L O Y M E N T
N/A
F A V O R I T E P L A C E S
- White Point Beach - Little Tokyo - The Lighthouse - Her room
R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S
- N/A
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Recently Monse has started to smoke weed, her parents haven't noticed. And if they have, they don't care.
Monse still keeps in touch with her old nanny, Rachel, who encourages her to do good in school.
She has been trying to learn about her Tribe's history and is trying to reconnect with them.
She plays various instruments, but her favorite is the saxophone. One of the few things she can still see her parents are proud of.
Body Marks:Both of his ears are pierced. He also has a tattoo on his left arm, his mother doesn't know.
Clothing Style:Skater/e-boy
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R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Single Current: N/A Crush: Felix from Stray Kids Past: TBD
F A M I L Y
Mother: β Cho-Hee Kim Older Sister: β Bong-Cha Kim
P E T S
- Tae rescued the black lab when he was 14, her name is Nevula
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H O M E S W E E T H O M E
- His home located in a trailer park in Carson. - Tae's room
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βHiking, or being close to nature and the calmess βBeing around friends and surrounded by people he likes βLate night drives with his friends during the weekends βThe cat his mom has at the shop, keeps the rodents and reaches away βHistory, his favorite subject after PE βPhotography, his sister bought him a Sony and he's been usuing it like crazy βParties and gay clubs, he's out to the world now βGoing on walks by the beach with Nevula
D I S L I K E S
βHomophobic comments, bigots and back handed comments from his aunt, and anyone in general βRude customers that come in demmanding things and expect him to be nice βHaving to study hard for standarized tests. They are garbage βHaving to do his sister's chores in order to borrow the car or get a ride βParty poopers, they are no fun! βThe cold, Tae loves warm and sunny days all year round βBeing told what to do while doing said thing, makes him ant to drop it and leave βOverly sour things, especially sour candy
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Born to a small market owner and a construction worker, Tae-Seong was named after his grandfather. Tae was still young when his father died in an accident while at work. Mr. Kim's life insurance barely covered the expenses of the funeral and the company he worked for refused to give anything to the Kims.
So Mama Kim sued. And won. Just enough money to buy a trailer home large enough for the family of three. Bong-Cha, Tae's older sister, was around seven years old when it all happened. Both her and his mother never really talked about it or his father's death. They only talked about the nice stuff. Like the way he would laugh, or how good his fried rice kimchi was.
Even without his father, Tae grew up in a loving home. His mother always had small ways of showing her love to her kids despite her strict nature. In the end, she wanted both of her children to succeed in life. Bong-Cha had graduated valedictorian with a full scholarship to UCSLB to study law. Something that their mother was proud of, and now it was Tae's turn to follow in his sister's footsteps. And while he did good in school, got straight A's, and made his mother proud, he wanted nothing to do with law. Tae was a creative boy that loved animals.
He was afraid to tell that to his mother. The shock of coming out was still fresh in their household. Just a month out, a month that had been filled with tears and arguments that resulted in Mrs. Kim finally coming to terms with the fact her son was gay and accept him with open arms.
Maybe he should wait another few more months before letting her know about his plans after graduation.
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G R A D E Y E A R
Senior, 12th Grade
G P A & A V E R A G E
4.0, Straight A's With the help of Sparknotes.
E L E C T I V E C L A S S
P.E. and Yearbook Photography
E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R
N/A
T R A N S P O R T A T I O N
Tae takes the bus and uses his kateboard to get around. Sometimes he scores a ride from his older sister. He is trying to save up for a car, since he already has his license.
P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N
Vet School or Fashion Photographer
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E M P L O Y M E N T
Tae helps around his mom's market.
F A V O R I T E P L A C E S
- Skate parks - Malibu Hiking Trails - Night Market in Arcadia - Del Almo Fashion Center - LACMA -
R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S
- Helps around the market and home.
____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R
Tae is completely fluent in Korean, his mother insisted he learned.
He has a fear of snakes and the ocean. Not the beach, but the ocean.
Tae is a quick learned with the gift of having an eidetic memory, just hates tests.
- Her home located in Signal Hill - Her room with the right amount of decorations
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βGoing down to the beach on Sunday mornings when the fog is out βFilm photography, or any kind really βMaking fun of tourists in Santa Monica and Venice βGoing to Little Tokyo for some bomb ass ramen, and the tea house βAs rare as it is in sunny Southern California, rain and the cold βBothering the theater kids with her cousin Cyler βReading, watching, and consuming anything fantasy related βBand practice, she loves playing the drums/bass in her cousin's band βArson, Monse could be a bit of a paromaniac βGoing out to clubs, she always keeps her fake ID hidden in her wallet
D I S L I K E S
βThe quiet and stillness, they make her nervous βCaldo de rez during the summer βHospitals, it usually means being dragged to work with her parents or needles βWhen people chew their food with their mouth opened and very loudly βBeer, she's not much of a fan of the taste βThe way her hair gets after one of those misty mornings, so much friz! βOverly religious people, chill βBeing able to smell the heat during those sumer hells
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Born to Doctor Luz and Surgeon Jorge, Monserad was a planned child from the start. The star couple of the Mojave Tribe welcomed their daughter one April seventeenth at three in the morning. Both Doctors had recently moved back from San Jose down to Long Beach when Luz was offered a job as a professor in CSULB. Happy to be back in their hometown, the Tul family moved into their old family home in Signal Hill. Along with their new baby, the happy family of three settled atop the hill that overlooked the rest of Long Beach.
Monse's childhood was one of private lessons, organic foods, and the best money could buy. Since both of her parents were professionals, While both her mother and father did their best to spend time with Monse whenever they could, the little girl was primarily raised by her various tutors and her nanny Rachel. Nonetheless, her early childhood and preteens were nothing that two busy parents and a nanny couldn't handle.
It wasn't until her early teens that Monse began to act out in search of attention from her busy parents. She'd often get into some sort of argument with a teacher or classmate. Her parents, worried at first, attended the meetings with the teachers and counselors. Little by little both of them stopped bothering to go and just sent Rachel over.
She was 14 when she was sent to Juvi for getting in a fight with another girl. Monse had broken the other girl's nose and had left some pretty nasty marks on the girl. Her parents agreed to four months of juvie, thinking that might knock some sense into Monse's thick skull that it was time to get her act together. It also meant four months free of their once-perfect little girl.
Of course, incarceration was not effective. Shortly after getting out she was transferred out of her private high school and sent to Delbrook High during Junior year.
Now, Monse has begun to drift. She scrapes by with her grades. The teachers know she is a smart girl, she's a quick learner but doesn't put enough effort to try. Her test and exams come in the As but there is rarely any homework done on her part, and because of it her grades suffer.
Just enough to get a scolding. Anything from her parents. Even then, they just buy her things to keep her busy and happy.
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G R A D E Y E A R
Senior, 12th
G P A & A V E R A G E
2.8 Monse knows what's up. Just doesn't do the homework.
E L E C T I V E C L A S S
Band
E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R
N/A
T R A N S P O R T A T I O N
Monse's dad bought her a Tesla on her 17th birthday. Monse didn't initially like the color, but it has grown on her.
P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N
NYU
____________________________________________________________________________ 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
N/A
F A V O R I T E P L A C E S
- White Point Beach - Little Tokyo - The Lighthouse - Her room
R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S
- N/A
____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R
Recently Monse has started to smoke weed, her parents haven't noticed. And if they have, they don't care.
Monse still keeps in touch with her old nanny, Rachel, who encourages her to do good in school.
She has been trying to learn about her Tribe's history and is trying to reconnect with them.
She plays various instruments, but her favorite is the saxophone. One of the few things she can still see her parents are proud of.
Body Marks:Both of his ears are pierced. He also has a tattoo on his left arm, his mother doesn't know.
Clothing Style:Skater/e-boy
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R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Single Current: N/A Crush: Felix from Stray Kids Past: TBD
F A M I L Y
Mother: β Cho-Hee Kim Older Sister: β Bong-Cha Kim
P E T S
- Tae rescued the black lab when he was 14, her name is Nevula
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H O M E S W E E T H O M E
- His home located in a trailer park in Carson. - Tae's room
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____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S
βHiking, or being close to nature and the calmess βBeing around friends and surrounded by people he likes βLate night drives with his friends during the weekends βThe cat his mom has at the shop, keeps the rodents and reaches away βHistory, his favorite subject after PE βPhotography, his sister bought him a Sony and he's been usuing it like crazy βParties and gay clubs, he's out to the world now βGoing on walks by the beach with Nevula
D I S L I K E S
βHomophobic comments, bigots and back handed comments from his aunt, and anyone in general βRude customers that come in demmanding things and expect him to be nice βHaving to study hard for standarized tests. They are garbage βHaving to do his sister's chores in order to borrow the car or get a ride βParty poopers, they are no fun! βThe cold, Tae loves warm and sunny days all year round βBeing told what to do while doing said thing, makes him ant to drop it and leave βOverly sour things, especially sour candy
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____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y
Born to a small market owner and a construction worker, Tae-Seong was named after his grandfather. Tae was still young when his father died in an accident while at work. Mr. Kim's life insurance barely covered the expenses of the funeral and the company he worked for refused to give anything to the Kims.
So Mama Kim sued. And won. Just enough money to buy a trailer home large enough for the family of three. Bong-Cha, Tae's older sister, was around seven years old when it all happened. Both her and his mother never really talked about it or his father's death. They only talked about the nice stuff. Like the way he would laugh, or how good his fried rice kimchi was.
Even without his father, Tae grew up in a loving home. His mother always had small ways of showing her love to her kids despite her strict nature. In the end, she wanted both of her children to succeed in life. Bong-Cha had graduated valedictorian with a full scholarship to UCSLB to study law. Something that their mother was proud of, and now it was Tae's turn to follow in his sister's footsteps. And while he did good in school, got straight A's, and made his mother proud, he wanted nothing to do with law. Tae was a creative boy that loved animals.
He was afraid to tell that to his mother. The shock of coming out was still fresh in their household. Just a month out, a month that had been filled with tears and arguments that resulted in Mrs. Kim finally coming to terms with the fact her son was gay and accept him with open arms.
Maybe he should wait another few more months before letting her know about his plans after graduation.
____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O
G R A D E Y E A R
Senior, 12th Grade
G P A & A V E R A G E
4.0, Straight A's With the help of Sparknotes.
E L E C T I V E C L A S S
P.E. and Yearbook Photography
E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R
N/A
T R A N S P O R T A T I O N
Tae takes the bus and uses his kateboard to get around. Sometimes he scores a ride from his older sister. He is trying to save up for a car, since he already has his license.
P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N
Vet School or Fashion Photographer
____________________________________________________________________________ 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
Tae helps around his mom's market.
F A V O R I T E P L A C E S
- Skate parks - Malibu Hiking Trails - Night Market in Arcadia - Del Almo Fashion Center - LACMA -
R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S
- Helps around the market and home.
____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R
Tae is completely fluent in Korean, his mother insisted he learned.
He has a fear of snakes and the ocean. Not the beach, but the ocean.
Tae is a quick learned with the gift of having an eidetic memory, just hates tests.
____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S
βWatching the sunrise early in the mornings βSwimming in the pool, or just swimming in general βAnime. Anime everything. Shit posting is the best. βVideo games, especially RPGs and farming games βThrifting, she loves to thrift or recycle thrifted clothes. Just shopping. βPosting on social media, especially Insta and SnapChat βPastel colors, they loves them to the extreme βPlants. Kaylen has a shit ton of them. βTiktok, she has close to a million followers right now.
D I S L I K E S
βPeople who like to state the obvious, that she is fat or adopted. βThe smell of freshly cut grass. Ew. βPeople who are always being negative and party poopers. βHis brother's girlfriend. She's a bitch. βPeople who chew with their mouths opened. βFPS, she has really bad aim and only plays with Benji. βWhen her plants die or if they get root rott. βSpiders and roaches, hates them and she will scream. βHer dead name, she will punch anyone who whispers it to her or tells others.
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Adopted into the Martinez family from birth, Kaylen Marie Martinez was a baby full of joy. Her biological mother had been a surrogate for the Martinez couple. Dolores, Kaylen's mom, had been unable to have another baby after her first son. It took them a year to finally see a specialist. The Martnez didn't let their inability to have another baby stop them from adopting Kaylen.
Will finish this. Promise!
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BTW, why are you here? wanna send me a dm? talk?
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Anyway, what can I say about myself? I like long walks on the beach, but don't like the beach much. I love spicy food even though I can't handle my spice. Oh! I tried juicy pork dumpling and holy shit my taste buds were having an orgasm. [/sub][/sub] [/color]
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Call me Manzanilla or Fer, whichever is fine! I own a photography studio in LA and work as a full-time photographer
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flavors of tea are chamomile, lavender Earl Grey and black tea with milk. I love dressing up all pretty and having tea
with my friends or by myself. I have three cats, two boys and a girl. The girl stays at the store since she loves
interacting with people and is the official cat and roach hunter of the store and is currently the employee of the
month for the next few years.
Currently taking it easy.
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><font color="#222222"><sub><sub>If you read this you are one nosy mf <3<br>BTW, why are you here? wanna send me a dm? talk? <br>Chismo(a)<br>Anyway, what can I say about myself? I like long walks on the beach, but don't like the beach much. I love spicy food even though I can't handle my spice. Oh! I tried juicy pork dumpling and holy shit my taste buds were having an orgasm. </sub></sub> </font><br><sub><font color="#858f66">U N P O Q U I T O D E T E ? </font></sub><br><br><font color="silver"><sub>She/They . 28 . Scorpio . PTS . Lesbian <br><br>Discord: pyxislated</sub></font><br><br><font color="gray"><sub>Call me Manzanilla or Fer, whichever is fine! I own a photography studio in LA and work as a full-time photographer <br>and editor. I love my job and the creative outlet it gives me. A few things about me: I love afternoon tea. My favorite <br>flavors of tea are chamomile, lavender Earl Grey and black tea with milk. I love dressing up all pretty and having tea <br>with my friends or by myself. I have three cats, two boys and a girl. The girl stays at the store since she loves <br>interacting with people and is the official cat and roach hunter of the store and is currently the employee of the <br>month for the next few years. <br><br>Currently taking it easy.</sub></font><br><br><font color="#222222">. </font><br><br><font color="#222222">. </font><br><br><font color="#222222">. </font><br><sub><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/179257-the-display-shelf-by-pyxis/ooc"><font color="#858f66">Character Sheet Display</font></a></sub></div></div>