MissCapnCrunch

Shelter

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When Dontae's older sister told him freshman year would be hard on him, he didn't think she had meant this. As the youngest person in the group the freshman didn't want to start sobbing but he also felt that it was necessary for the amount of emotions he had been going through. Sniffling to try to hold back tears, Dontae had spent the last few minutes listening to everyone talk and try to come up with a plan. All he could think about at the moment was how he was going to get home, if his sister was okay, and how out of breath he was running down the hallway at full speed to thankfully find solace in the teacher's lounge.

The teacher's lounge was something that this freshman had never seen before. In his creative mind he thought it would be much more intricate and exclusive. He had imagined a high tech room with large screen televisions, video games, a full time catered chef- all of these things were quickly dismissed as the faint smell of mildew and old coffee hung over them.

The offer of alcohol had peaked the boy's interest but he could hear his mother's voice right now in a punishing tone. He had once sneaked some of her tequila at last year's Christmas party and had spent the rest of the night cleaning up vomit from the living room of his Auntie's house. He knew the repercussions of this type of behavior on himself and on others and knew it was best to stay out of it.

Wiping his tears from his chubby cheeks he asked to the group, "Is there anything I can do to help right now?" he took off his glasses and wiped them on the sleeve of his sweater before putting them back on his face. "All I have on me is my bus card, my inhaler and uh well-" he wanted to say his knock off airpods that he had gotten, but decided against it in case someone decided to take them away from him. "That's all I got right now. Does any of it help?" he asked a bit more confident as he started to become more himself again, meek in comparison to the boy before this whole affair.

Rosefell High.

He approached her completely in the nude on horseback, the sand coming up in puffs of smoke as the hooves danced along the beach line "Oh Tiffany Nancy Ashford, you are the only woman for me- it is true!" the man spoke, his oily and overly defined pectorals glistening in the sun. Reaching up to the mysterious man, he opened his mouth to speak once more, "DING DING DING. IT SIX O'CLOCK." Tiffany pulled back in disgust, as she woke up from her odd dream. She felt warm as she removed part of her blanket from her body revealing her legs to the crisp air. Her eyes remained closed for just a few moments more. She disliked getting up a few hours before school but knew that if she didn't give herself a few hours to get ready that she would be late to school every time. The young blonde started to doze off again before her phone buzzed alerting to her that she notifications.

Starting to wake up slightly she spent the next thirty minutes going through her phone. At the end of this routine she was more awake, and ready to start her day. Slinking around her room she gathered an outfit for the first day of school; a striped lightweight long sleeve shirt, a denim above the knee skirt, and a pair of yellow flats. She would pair this with a jean jacket, something she had gotten into as of recently. Eventually she made her way to the bathroom to find that it was already occupied.

"TAYLOR!" the young girl called, pounding on the door.

There was no response.

Tiffany began pounding and kicking on the door as the voice of their mother could be heard from downstairs. "Tiffany! Leave your sister alone, and don't you dare keep pounding on MY DOORS!" Tiffany rolled her eyes, and her younger sister opened the door with a mischievous smile on her face. Tiffany narrowed her eyes, as she went into the bathroom and got ready to shower. The water was freezing, a result of her sister spending probably thirty to forty five minutes in the shower. Trying to get done with the frigid shower as fast as possible the teen quickly finished her morning routine and got dressed. She wondered if anyone would notice that she cut her hair over the summer. She spent a good half hour placing curls into her shoulder length hair, a pity that they would most likely fall before she could even make it to school.

Coming down the stairs she would be met with her mother and younger sister. Dad would still be asleep, not having to go in until mid day. Her older sister now lived on her own at the dorms, and was sorely missed. "Get some breakfast Tiff." her mother would call over her oatmeal, and spiked cup of coffee. Taylor, Tiffany's younger sister would be smothering a poptart with butter and chowing it down. It looked fairly good, she would have to admit as she fixed a similar meal for herself.

Removing the faux berry blasted sugar filled pastry from the toaster she proceeded to smother it with butter and move to their small dining table. The three women were not very interactive with one another, besides the union in the occasional yawn that would escape. Lifting the meal to her lips she quickly realize her mistake as the butter fell off and landed directly onto her lap.

"FUCK!" Tiffany exclaimed. Picking the butter up with her fingers and flinging it onto her plate.

"Tiffany Ashford! Language!" her mother scolded as her sister giggled, not moving her attention from her phone. Tiffany huffed, "It's not my fault! This butter is so slippery it fell right off my poptart and onto my skirt. I'm not going to be able to wear this today or EVER again!" she said, tears starting to well up in her eyes. The dramatic antics of the girl caused no reaction from Nancy. She had been used to it for years now and ignored the outcry.

"You just want to see be a loser for the rest of my life!" she yelled, excusing herself from the table and stomping upstairs back to her room. She slammed the door as she sniffled. The only people that would understand were her girls as she hastily took off her skirt and threw it into the laundry pile. She texted her best friends; Steph and Melissa.

MY DAY IS RUINED! 😭 I CAN'T STAND IT!!!

She sent it to the group text with a huff as she picked out a pair of skinny jeans to make up for the situation she had dealt with. Sitting on her bed for a moment she waited until her Mom was calling that she was off to work and could either take the ride now, take the bus, or find another way to school. She after using the silent treatment for a few minutes would tell her Mom that Mel had plans to pick the girls up so they could arrive at school together. The conversation didn't last longer than that as the house became quiet again; the sound of Dad snoring in the master bedroom the only real noise in the Ashford household.

Waiting for the girls to come pick her up for school, she gathered all her things and head downstairs to watch some early morning cartoons.

Shelter

_{Fourteen - Libra - Freshman - 4'10" - Shamon Brown Jr.}

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Appearance Details

He's a little teapot short and stout. Dontae is a short and rather chubby freshman who is still going through puberty. His Mama (Desirae) would say that "It's just his baby fat, he'll grow out of it!" but his older sister (Mercedes, Seventeen) would bet her life on the fact that he eats nothing but junk food at home. Adorning his face are dark brown eyes that are always framed with his caramel colored bifocals. His hair is black and naturally curly that he likes to keep short. Although born decades after the 90's Dontae's style can be a reflection of the time period. He enjoys bright and bold colors, patterns, and can sometimes even be seen sporting a knock of Gucci fanny pack. He does not wear any makeup or jewelry, and has no prominent scars.

Characterization

Goofball by nature with. Sensitive side by nurture. Dontae is one of the friendliest and outgoing people in his graduating class. He is constantly cracking jokes while trying to showcase his talent as the next hip hop and rap star. He uploads all of his videos on youtube, soundcloud, tiktok, instagram, and even on facebook when his grandma wants to see. Dontae is a mama's boy and isn't afraid to let anyone know it, she raised him and his older sister all by herself in their one bedroom apartment and he thinks the absolute world of her and her accomplishments.

Some would think Dontae plays around too much but he works hard at both his craft and his school work. He is a very good student and tries his best to get good grades. He does not participate in any sports or any after school activities besides hanging out with his friends now and again. He tried out for football this year, but realized that it was a lot more work than he imagined. Basketball tryouts were supposed to be his next attempt at a sport but then everything went down the drain quickly because of the zombies and all.

During this event the young boy has gone through several emotions but has shown a constant positive attitude and despite his age has been very mature and realistic about his decisions. He complains about being hungry often and wishes that he could have a bag of cheetos or a double butter burger basket from Culvers every few hours to his peers.

Inventory

- His fanny pack, empty besides an inhaler
- Knock off airpods he got for his birthday in October
- A city bus pass

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Root River: A Wonderful Life!

First post is up!
If you're still interested in participating; please have your character done and submitted by 5PM CST.

Root River: A Wonderful Life!

SPRING: DAY 1

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TODAY IS AN EVENT DAY: New Years Day [01/01] New Years Day is a local holiday that occurs when the first tree within the Mayors Garden begins to show its first sign of leafage. By this afternoon the Mayor himself sees to getting the word out as well as gathering up enough food to feed the whole town for an impromptu picnic party.

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"Ah."

"What Goddess?"

"Yes, Goddess what do you need?!"

"Aha." The Harvest Goddess said once more, stretching her limbs outs, "It is the first day of Spring my friends, so we have a lot of work cut out for us." her group of four Harvest sprites all responded in different tones of cheer. It was true, Spring was a busy time for the Sprites, they had to get all the flowers started in their bloom. They had to get all the animals up from their slumber. They also had to get rid of all that snow from the previous winter! The Goddess sent out her friends as she sat near her red bridge near the river that she called home. Root River was the Goddess' pride and joy. She had looked over the town for hundreds of generations. She watched it grow from a small seed to a bustling town with tons of joyous faces. She granted plenty of wishes and made sure that people took care of themselves and the land that they lived on.

It had been exactly a year since the BigCo company had came in with plans of destruction for their amusement park and resort. The Goddess often wondered why couldn't people find amusement in the things Root River had to offer at the moment? They had amusement! They had places to live and be happy. Perhaps it wasn't enough though. People were odd in that way, they could have everything they wanted but still have the drive and urge to receive more and even more. The Goddess let out a soft sigh, hopefully this new year would be a step in the right direction.

Meanwhile at the Mayor's house...

"That tree!"

"No, that one!"

"No, I want that one!"

The Sprites fought over which tree they would have start off the first growth on. The little hooligans found it hilarious to watch the village's mayor come out into his orchard and look frantically for any sign of bloom so that he could throw a party for being the first place to have any sign of Spring. The foursome fought for a few more minutes before deciding on a large tree near the front entryway of Eugene's home. This way people in town could spot the tree right away as well. After the decision was made, they began sprinkling seeds and the like around town to get the season on it's way. Most people could not see Sprites unless you were very still and quiet, in tuned with the earth or the Goddess herself. Kids were the ones that saw them most, as their minds were not so preoccupied with work and other responsibilities.

After finishing their jobs they returned back to the Goddess' riverside so they could have some fun of their own.

When Eugene slept his beard wrapped around his head so that you could only see and hear his whistling nose. It was very comedic to say the least, but the Mayor lived alone so no one was able to witness the sight for themselves, just rumors. As his own snoring woke him from his slumber, he turned to his bedside table and placed his small wireframe glasses on. "A new day!" he exclaimed, jumping from bed. The Mayor of Root River could be described as eccentric if anything, being the face of the town for what seemed like centuries, his parents the mayor before him. He promptly ripped the page from his calendar circling the first day of Spring. "Time for my day, my day, my day!" he sung to himself in an off-key tone as he proceeded to get dressed in his best attire. Going down several flights of stairs, slowly but surely he made his way outside to see which tree was in bloom that he could show off to the town.

With luck, he found the tree at the end of his walkway, a large cherry blossom tree with a bright pink blossom facing the town. "Good golly, she's a beaut!" he said rubbing his bald head as he looked up at the tree. As if this were a new idea, the Mayor would say to himself that this was a call for celebration! He waddled his way back into his home and started making phone calls to the residents of Root River.

"Yes this is the Mayor! I want you and your family to come to my home this afternoon. Everyone bring something to share with the town and to share with me. Maybe presents to me?! It's almost my birthday and it's the first day of the year for GODDESS sake, that means we have to start off the month celebrating me- I mean not celebrating me, but MY tree having the first bloom. That's a pretty nice thing isn't it? How do I turn this thing off- oh there it goe-"

This is what everyone woke up to on their message machine this morning, do with it what you may, but today is considered a holiday. Everyone is invited to meet at the Mayor's home this afternoon for a celebration. For now, enjoy your morning!

Shelter

@Darcs

Wu-tang is for the children!

Root River: A Wonderful Life!

I will update all the information when I get a chance!
One spot remaining for homes or room mates allowed within reason-

Starting on Friday! :) Woohoo

Root River: A Wonderful Life!

@Majoras End

Will check her out right now!
Hadn't seen her since you had done the picture c: off to look~

She looks great to me, I have nothing bad to say about it at all!
Love that you did a huntress- that will be a fun role (:
Feel free to make your character's brother as NPC if he will be involved a lot.

Shelter

Dontae Stanley Davis

_{Fourteen - Libra - Freshman - 4'10" - Shamon Brown Jr.}

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Appearance Details

He's a little teapot short and stout. Dontae is a short and rather chubby freshman who is still going through puberty. His Mama (Desirae) would say that "It's just his baby fat, he'll grow out of it!" but his older sister (Mercedes, Seventeen) would bet her life on the fact that he eats nothing but junk food at home. Adorning his face are dark brown eyes that are always framed with his caramel colored bifocals. His hair is black and naturally curly that he likes to keep short. Although born decades after the 90's Dontae's style can be a reflection of the time period. He enjoys bright and bold colors, patterns, and can sometimes even be seen sporting a knock of Gucci fanny pack. He does not wear any makeup or jewelry, and has no prominent scars.

Characterization

Goofball by nature with. Sensitive side by nurture. Dontae is one of the friendliest and outgoing people in his graduating class. He is constantly cracking jokes while trying to showcase his talent as the next hip hop and rap star. He uploads all of his videos on youtube, soundcloud, tiktok, instagram, and even on facebook when his grandma wants to see. Dontae is a mama's boy and isn't afraid to let anyone know it, she raised him and his older sister all by herself in their one bedroom apartment and he thinks the absolute world of her and her accomplishments.

Some would think Dontae plays around too much but he works hard at both his craft and his school work. He is a very good student and tries his best to get good grades. He does not participate in any sports or any after school activities besides hanging out with his friends now and again. He tried out for football this year, but realized that it was a lot more work than he imagined. Basketball tryouts were supposed to be his next attempt at a sport but then everything went down the drain quickly because of the zombies and all.

During this event the young boy has gone through several emotions but has shown a constant positive attitude and despite his age has been very mature and realistic about his decisions. He complains about being hungry often and wishes that he could have a bag of cheetos or a double butter burger basket from Culvers every few hours to his peers.

Inventory

- His fanny pack, empty besides an inhaler
- Knock off airpods he got for his birthday in October
- A city bus pass

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Root River: A Wonderful Life!

Any lurkers- we still have spots open and are more than welcoming!
We are starting this Friday so you still have time (: