Sugar and Spite

Project Untamed

Samuel Alastair Costigan

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_{(FC: Dylan O’Brien; Dialogue: 00A651)}

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_{"He's a badass with a good heart. Soft, but strong. Unapologetic and honest. He's the type of man you go to war beside - not against. - Unknown}

-Sam: Most used. This is his prefered name. Samuel is too proper.
Al: Sounds like an old dudes name, but he’ll take it.

Eighteen // March 17th

Male.

Bi-sexual.

Wolf.

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-Athletic: Sam loves to be outdoors, work out, and go for an occasional jog.
-Decisive
-Confident
-Passionate
-Slightly aggressive: While Sam will not pick a fight, he's not afraid to finish one.
-Protective
-Territorial
-Natural Leader: Will assume the position of the leader in nearly any given situation.
-Team Player
-Willing to Compromise for the greater good.
-Ambitious and hard working.
-Loyal.

✸ Uses hand gestures when talking.
✸ Shakes/bounces his leg when in deep concentration.
✸ Runs his hands through his hair at random times for no reason.
✸ Likes odd numbers.
✸ Prefers his red meats cooked medium rare.
✸ Has to have the fan on when sleeping, no mature the temperature of the room. A TV or radio will work as a substitute.

Sam really dreams of being the father that he never had. Rather that is to adopted/fostered or biological children it doesn't matter. He hopes to one day advocate for children who were in similar situations to his own, and maybe get a job that would allow him to make the foster care system a better place.

✔ Has an unhealthy obsession with french fries.
✔ Cigarettes - He smokes Marlboro Reds.
✔ Swimming.
✔ Ink pens.
✘ Brussels Sprouts.
✘ Crossword puzzles.
✘ Grocery shopping.
✘ Indecisive people.

Clowns are his only true human fear. Loneliness is caused by both his animal and human emotions. Fire is a fear that comes from his animal instincts.

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Samuels mother was forced to give him up when he was born. A teen mom from a rich family, his maternal grandparents didn't want their family name ruined by their fifteen year old daughter giving birth to a child - especially when she didn't know who the father was. The only thing that his mother ever did for Sam was give him a name. Due to his mother putting him up for adoption, Sam was in and out of the foster care system his whole life.

At first, it wasn't so bad. For the first five years of his life, Sam was with a loving family who made sure that he had everything that he needed. Eventually the family ended up having their own children, and decided that they could no longer foster or adopt Sam. Until the age of thirteen, Sam was put with another family who fostered him simply for the check that they received from the state. As the second oldest in the home, Same took care of the rest of the kids who were being fostered with him. After an investigation by child protective services, Sam and the other children were removed from the home due to abuse and neglect. From the ages of thirteen to sixteen, Sam lived in a boys group home. Here, he was encouraged to make something of himself by the adults, and after much consideration, Sam started to get serious about school for the first time in his life. While some of the older, larger kids picked on Sam, he actually felt safe and secure for the first time since his original foster family.

As luck would have it, Sam found a family at sixteen that absolutely adored him. The Woods family had two children of there own already, but wanted to add another to the family. Sam was soon adopted by the Woods family, and treated like he had been there since the day that he was born. He gained an older sister by two years, and a younger brother by one.

Walking home from his part time job at a hardware store this summer, that is when Sam was kidnapped and sent to Project Untamed.

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Font: Handwriting - Mathilde
CRAB RANGOON

Sam's Relations

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Erica Monet

"Since coming to this place, I've made a lot of friends. Erica and I met on a morning run, and she challenged me to a race. Nearly tying, I kinda sorta let her win. The smile on her face was totally worth it. Since that day, we've got to know each other a little more and.... I don't know. I just feel sort of drawn to her in the way that I can't explain. Those eyes, that smile.... Dude, what am I doing?" 𝑨𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝑨𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒂𝒍: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒂𝒍: ▅▅▅▅▅

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Soleil Jameson

"Sol has these eyes like a tigers. Always watching you wherever you go, sizing you up so she knows just how hard to hit to break your nose. She's one of the only women I can say that have ever intimidated me. While I admit that she's a gorgeous woman, I don't really feel anything romantically towards her, and I think that's a good thing, cause a lot of guys like to think with their lower head, rather than their upper. Sol's a really good friend, and I'm glad to have her in my corner. Our personalities are similar like Leo and I's, but not in the way that makes us fight. She's just really cool to vibe with." 𝑨𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝑨𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒂𝒍: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒂𝒍: ▅▅▅▅▅

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Leo Brooks

"Leo is my brother from another mother and all that shit. Our personalities are eerily similar. Like I have literally caught myself finishing his freaking sentences. We're both that really strong leader type, so while we agree on a lot of things, sometimes we can get into it. We've been known to beat on each other from time to time, but all is fair in war and bromance. Like some of my other friends, I like to push him to be his best. I don't understand why he goes from girl to girl to girl, or why they all end up sleeping with him, but hey. I ain't judging. Maybe I need him to help teach me how to charm the ladies." 𝑨𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝑨𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒂𝒍: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒂𝒍: ▅▅▅▅▅

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Project Untamed

Samuel Alastair Costigan

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_{(FC: Dylan O’Brien; Dialogue: 00A651)}

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_{"He's a badass with a good heart. Soft, but strong. Unapologetic and honest. He's the type of man you go to war beside - not against. - Unknown}

-Sam: Most used. This is his prefered name. Samuel is too proper.
Al: Sounds like an old dudes name, but he’ll take it.

Eighteen // March 17th

Male.

Bi-sexual.

Wolf.

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-Athletic: Sam loves to be outdoors, work out, and go for an occasional jog.
-Decisive
-Confident
-Passionate
-Slightly aggressive: While Sam will not pick a fight, he's not afraid to finish one.
-Protective
-Territorial
-Natural Leader: Will assume the position of the leader in nearly any given situation.
-Team Player
-Willing to Compromise for the greater good.
-Ambitious and hard working.
-Loyal.

✸ Uses hand gestures when talking.
✸ Shakes/bounces his leg when in deep concentration.
✸ Runs his hands through his hair at random times for no reason.
✸ Likes odd numbers.
✸ Prefers his red meats cooked medium rare.
✸ Has to have the fan on when sleeping, no mature the temperature of the room. A TV or radio will work as a substitute.

Sam really dreams of being the father that he never had. Rather that is to adopted/fostered or biological children it doesn't matter. He hopes to one day advocate for children who were in similar situations to his own, and maybe get a job that would allow him to make the foster care system a better place.

✔ Has an unhealthy obsession with french fries.
✔ Cigarettes - He smokes Marlboro Reds.
✔ Swimming.
✔ Ink pens.
✘ Brussels Sprouts.
✘ Crossword puzzles.
✘ Grocery shopping.
✘ Indecisive people.

Clowns are his only true human fear. Loneliness is caused by both his animal and human emotions. Fire is a fear that comes from his animal instincts.

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Samuels mother was forced to give him up when he was born. A teen mom from a rich family, his maternal grandparents didn't want their family name ruined by their fifteen year old daughter giving birth to a child - especially when she didn't know who the father was. The only thing that his mother ever did for Sam was give him a name. Due to his mother putting him up for adoption, Sam was in and out of the foster care system his whole life.

At first, it wasn't so bad. For the first five years of his life, Sam was with a loving family who made sure that he had everything that he needed. Eventually the family ended up having their own children, and decided that they could no longer foster or adopt Sam. Until the age of thirteen, Sam was put with another family who fostered him simply for the check that they received from the state. As the second oldest in the home, Same took care of the rest of the kids who were being fostered with him. After an investigation by child protective services, Sam and the other children were removed from the home due to abuse and neglect. From the ages of thirteen to sixteen, Sam lived in a boys group home. Here, he was encouraged to make something of himself by the adults, and after much consideration, Sam started to get serious about school for the first time in his life. While some of the older, larger kids picked on Sam, he actually felt safe and secure for the first time since his original foster family.

As luck would have it, Sam found a family at sixteen that absolutely adored him. The Woods family had two children of there own already, but wanted to add another to the family. Sam was soon adopted by the Woods family, and treated like he had been there since the day that he was born. He gained an older sister by two years, and a younger brother by one.

Walking home from his part time job at a hardware store this summer, that is when Sam was kidnapped and sent to Project Untamed.

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Font: Handwriting - Mathilde
CRAB RANGOON

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

_{a @Ejected & @HaleyTheRandom collab.}

Lost in thought as she headed towards the lunchroom, Sunshine was surprised when she felt an arm wrap around her own. Said arm belonged to one of her best friends, thank goodness.

”CoCo,” she exclaimed, a large smile spreading across her face. ”Of course you can! We’ve got a lot of catching up to do anyway. Been a hot minute.”

As they entered the lunchroom, Sunshine was pleased to see that not that many people were here yet. Maybe they were out finding dates, or complaining about the administration's decision. Whatever the case, Sunshine was happy that she wouldn’t have to wait long for her food today. She hadn’t realized just how hungry she was until she began to smell the pizza. Getting in the waiting line, she turned to her friend. ”So what’s your thoughts on this whole Valentines Day dance thing? Do they usually throw you guys curve balls for everything?”

"I'm not completely mad at it," Chanel said as she peeked around Sunshine to see what was being served for lunch. She was relieved to see that they actually weren't being given something that resembled prison food; she set her sights on the tray of pepperoni pizza, and rummaged around her purse for a few dollars. "On one hand, it's not like I'm dating anyone, so I would've ended up going with friends anyways. But on the other hand, I probably could've found myself a date. Maybe some hot guy would've asked me, or I could've asked some random girl on my dance team or... someone cute like her." As Chanel spoke, her eyes landed upon a girl who she'd only spoken to a handful of times: Chrissie McCoy. She was sashaying away from the Quad in her usual, theatrical way; Chanel's eyes only lingered on the girl for a second before returning their attention to Sunshine.

"It's whatever, though. This isn't the first time that King's has done some weird shit like this, but I don't think we really noticed or cared since it never affected us until this year... with it being our Senior year and all." The line moved quicker than usual thanks to the rest of the students had yet to leave for their lunch period; it wasn't long before Chanel's slice of pizza was within reach.

As Chanels eyes followed Chrissie, Sunshine couldn’t help but turn to see who it was her friend had her sights set on. Sunshine recognized the girl, but couldn’t really remember her name. You couldn’t deny that she was pretty, or that Chanel had every right to be watching as she walked away. When the line began to move again, Sunshine quickly found herself grabbing a tray and ordering a slice of pizza from the lunch lady standing before her.

”Well…” Sunshine said thoughtfully. ”I’ve got a proposition for you. How about you and me go together? It’s not like I can take Shawna now, and me and you haven’t really had that much time to catch up since I’ve been back. Plus you know that I can have a good time.”

As Chanel paid for her things, she began to consider what her friend was saying. Beforehand, Chanel's obvious choices would've been Julie or April; but the more Sunshine spoke, the more she realized that she hadn't really been hanging out with her other friends as much as she probably should've been. Sunshine was completely right, they needed time to catch up; what better way to do that than by going to the dance with each other? "You know what?" Chanel said as she stepped out of the line with her tray in hand. "You're right. We should go together. I mean, what other duo is gonna turn this thing up like we will? And look the best while doing it?"

”If we don’t win best dressed or some shit, I’ll flip.” Of course this was a mild exaggeration, but Chanel was right. Both girls had a flair for the dramatic when it came to dressing up. It would be a crime if they didn’t turn every head in the venue. After paying for her food, Sunshine led the way to one of the tables as she took a seat across from Chanel.

”You sure though? I figured you’d have asked Julie or someone before I had the chance to catch you.”

"Hm..." Chanel said as she shrugged her shoulders and peeled one of the pepperonis off her pizza. "That was the plan at first, but I'm sure Julie will understand. She's got a lot of other friends she could go with. Someone like April or Marisol... Besides, it's not like we all won't party with each other at the dance."

”Sounds awesome! Can’t wait to show these people how to really party,” she said, a glimmer in her eye.

Gypsy Hearts and Broken Dreams (Haley's Testing)

Samuel Alastair Costigan

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_{(FC: Dylan O’Brien; Dialogue: 00A651)}

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_{"He's a badass with a good heart. Soft, but strong. Unapologetic and honest. He's the type of man you go to war beside - not against. - Unknown}

-Sam: Most used. This is his prefered name. Samuel is too proper.
Al: Sounds like an old dudes name, but he’ll take it.

Eighteen // March 17th

Male.

Bi-sexual.

Wolf.

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-Athletic: Sam loves to be outdoors, work out, and go for an occasional jog.
-Decisive
-Confident
-Passionate
-Slightly aggressive: While Sam will not pick a fight, he's not afraid to finish one.
-Protective
-Territorial
-Natural Leader: Will assume the position of the leader in nearly any given situation.
-Team Player
-Willing to Compromise for the greater good.
-Ambitious and hard working.
-Loyal.

✸ Uses hand gestures when talking.
✸ Shakes/bounces his leg when in deep concentration.
✸ Runs his hands through his hair at random times for no reason.
✸ Likes odd numbers.
✸ Prefers his red meats cooked medium rare.
✸ Has to have the fan on when sleeping, no mature the temperature of the room. A TV or radio will work as a substitute.

Sam really dreams of being the father that he never had. Rather that is to adopted/fostered or biological children it doesn't matter. He hopes to one day advocate for children who were in similar situations to his own, and maybe get a job that would allow him to make the foster care system a better place.

✔ Has an unhealthy obsession with french fries.
✔ Cigarettes - He smokes Marlboro Reds.
✔ Swimming.
✔ Ink pens.
✘ Brussels Sprouts.
✘ Crossword puzzles.
✘ Grocery shopping.
✘ Indecisive people.

Clowns are his only true human fear. Loneliness is caused by both his animal and human emotions. Fire is a fear that comes from his animal instincts.

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Samuels mother was forced to give him up when he was born. A teen mom from a rich family, his maternal grandparents didn't want their family name ruined by their fifteen year old daughter giving birth to a child - especially when she didn't know who the father was. The only thing that his mother ever did for Sam was give him a name. Due to his mother putting him up for adoption, Sam was in and out of the foster care system his whole life.

At first, it wasn't so bad. For the first five years of his life, Sam was with a loving family who made sure that he had everything that he needed. Eventually the family ended up having their own children, and decided that they could no longer foster or adopt Sam. Until the age of thirteen, Sam was put with another family who fostered him simply for the check that they received from the state. As the second oldest in the home, Same took care of the rest of the kids who were being fostered with him. After an investigation by child protective services, Sam and the other children were removed from the home due to abuse and neglect. From the ages of thirteen to sixteen, Sam lived in a boys group home. Here, he was encouraged to make something of himself by the adults, and after much consideration, Sam started to get serious about school for the first time in his life. While some of the older, larger kids picked on Sam, he actually felt safe and secure for the first time since his original foster family.

As luck would have it, Sam found a family at sixteen that absolutely adored him. The Woods family had two children of there own already, but wanted to add another to the family. Sam was soon adopted by the Woods family, and treated like he had been there since the day that he was born. He gained an older sister by two years, and a younger brother by one.

Walking home from his part time job at a hardware store this summer, that is when Sam was kidnapped and sent to Project Untamed.

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Font: Handwriting - Mathilde
CRAB RANGOON

Gypsy Hearts and Broken Dreams (Haley's Testing)

Billie Jean Grey

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_{(FC: Christina Nadin; Dialogue: 93E9BE )}

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"The difference between pussy and pizza is nothing. I eat both." -Internet Meme Gods

Billie. Not Jean, not BJ. Just Billie.

Eighteen // June 5th.

Female.

Pansexual Polyamorous

Wolverine.

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-Protective
-Passionate
-Blunt
-Aggressive: 10/10 will hit a bitch. Billie has no problem starting or finishing a fight, and enjoys it more if the person she's fighting is larger than her. More often than not, Billie will pick a fight for nearly any or no reason at all.
-Competitive
-Ambitious
-Confident
-Determined
-Flirtatious
-Witty

✸ Quotes Greys Anatomy like no ones business.
✸ Eats way to much fucking crab rangoon.
✸ Secretly sleeps with a giant Care Bear. (Grumpy Bear, ofc).
✸ She's usually always awake at night, due to her insomnia. (This was caused by the animal experiments, since wolverines are nocturnal).
✸ Chews the inside of her jaw.
✸ Is obsessed with any accent that is non-American.

Billie wants to become a Hollywood actress and TV?Movie producer. Aside from that, she hopes to see and play a part in her brother Nick achieving his goals.

✔ Strong jawlines.
✔ Dark humor.
✔ Nighttime.
✔ Peach soda.
✘ Mint chocolate anything.
✘ The smell of pine.
✘ Coffee.
✘ Old people.

Spiders. That's it.

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Billie lived a happy life before coming to San Agustin. Her parents both lived very busy lives, though both Kavi, Ariel, and her older sister Fiona always made it a point to be at the family Zumba class. So did Nick - there was no way that Billie would ever let him miss it.

Growing up, Billie never made very high grades. Her best was a B+, and they were very few and far between. The lowest she ever made was a C-. Billie was more than content with being an average student. It wasn't that she didn't have the potential, she just didn't ever want to apply herself enough to make excellent grades. The young woman found herself spending more time in detention than she did in the classroom - nearly breaking her fathers record. Suspended on multiple occasions, Billie was known as the one girl not to fuck with around school. Either she would send you away crying or with a broken nose. Your actions decided which.

Fiona played a big part in who Billie is today. Her femininity and rarely seen kinder side is what she got from her sister. Of course an even bigger influence in her life was her godmother Marisol. While Marisol had very much grown out of her high school reputation to become an amazing woman and mother, she was always there when Billie needed to rant and rave.

One of her and her brother Nicks favorite hobbies was to spray paint things around town. Of course they always did this at night to avoid being caught, and it wasn't like Billie spray painted the word dick all of the time. If anything the Salvador-Grey twins brightened up the neighborhood with their art. On the night that they were kidnapped, Billie had convinced Nick to come along with her so that she could continue on a much larger piece that she had been working on for nearly two weeks.

Good thing Billie doesn't remember that she's the reason she and her were snatched.

At least not yet.

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Font: Handwriting - Halo Handletter
- Her style is a mix of feminine and grunge. One day she can be in a pastel yellow maxi dress; the next day she’s a goth queen.
- Has always been hella protective over her brother.
- Drinks more lemonade than should be humanly possible.

Sonic's Cherry and Strawberry Limeades are good af.

Gypsy Hearts and Broken Dreams (Haley's Testing)

Talya Jade Burnley: Trigger Warning for Child Abuse

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_{(FC: Anna Christine Speckhart; Dialogue: 6BB8CF)}

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"On my body, the grace of shadows and in my heart: all Hells, an ink jar." - Segovia Amil

She usually will go by Talya, but Tal, Jade, and Jay are all acceptable.

Eighteen // August 21st

Female.

Lesbian.

King Cobra.

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-Emotionally reserved
-Gossip
-Inventive
-Meticulous
-Witty
-Disloyal (she's a total backstabbing bitch)
-Flirtatious

✸ Is always late.
✸ Always eats hella large meals. She either eats all the food, or no food. There's no in-between.
✸ Is always down to gossip.
✸ Says 'yeet' way more than any person ever should. 95% of the time, she'll say it when she's about to do something stupid, has seen someone do something stupid, etc.
✸ Is cold natured, so she is usually seen with some sort of jacket or under a blanket.
✸ Likes to doodle on herself with pens and markers.

Talya dreams of being successful and well known in life. She would like to be remembered after her death. How, she doesn't know, but so far her best bet has been her art.

✔ Surfing and the ocean.
✔ Horses and horseback riding.
✔ Red lipsticks.
✔ Dogs.
✘ Broccoli
✘ Skirts
✘ Egotistical people.
✘ Math. Can't do it - won't do it.

All of Talya's fears are from her human emotions. Her fears include heights, small spaces, and needles.

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Talya was born into a heavily privileged family. Her father was the owner of a oil company that owned multiple rigs - something Talya never agreed with. Her mother is a physical therapist for the New England Patriots. Growing up, Tal had more than what she wanted - all she simply had to do was ask. Her mother was the one who nurtured her. Her father was always to busy closing more and more contracts. When he was home, he was physically abusive to both his daughter and his wife. Why, no one ever knew. Most of Talya's childhood was spent in the hospital with broken bones, fractures, and bruises. Her father paid his way out of any confrontation with Social Services.

Growing up, Talya was sent to the most prestigious private schools that money could buy. Her grades were kept high due to fear of her fathers anger, often causing the young girl to vomit from stress sickness. Talyas mother tried her best to be there for her daughter, but at the end of the day could not bring herself to leave her husband. While he had become a monster that she hated, she did still love him. This caused Talya to have some resentment to her mother in the long run.

The young girl had tried her best to get her father to stop hurting her to no avail. She had kicked and screamed - but he still didn't stop. Each night Talya would lie in bed, thinking of ways to get both her and her mother out of the situation that they were in.

On Halloween night of her seventeenth year, Talya finally put her plan into action.

When her father asked her to refill his glass for her as he always did, Talya took a little extra time. Sneaking some of her mothers sleeping medication from the upstairs bedroom, Talya opened the capsules and made sure that she put enough into her fathers drink that he would be locked out cold. She had recently bought a pair of old hand cuffs from a neighbors yard sell, claiming that they were to be used for her costume that year. Her mother and father had been sleeping in separate bedrooms since she was five, making it easier for her to handcuff her father to the bed once he had fallen asleep. The young woman poured the gas all around the room and the stairs before striking the match and running to wake her mother.

The older woman rushed upstairs to where her husband lay, only to find him trapped where he was in the middle of the flames. Talya's mother screamed bloody murder, demanding to know what her daughter had done as if she didn't already know. Still caring for her mother, Talya ran up the stairs to drag her mother out of the house. Both of the women escaped the house with minimal burns. Talya's father, on the other hand, was deceased.

Upon the arrival of the police, Talya's mother told the cops what she had suspected had happened. Talya confessed and was sent to a psych ward before trial. Here, they found out that Talya was of sound mind - and she didn't regret what she had done. Talya was sentenced to life in prison without parole. The first two years of her sentence were to be served in juvenile detention.

This is where the scouts for Project Untamed found Talya. Discarded into the system, the young woman was a prime candidate for the experiment.

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Font: Handwriting - KGYouWontBringMeDown
-Expresses herself through art. Talya has a sketchbook which she draws in mostly with Charcoal pencils. Her art is heavily influenced by her mood.

-Chicken nuggies

Project Untamed

Yo dudes. Here with some reservations.

Anna Christine Speckhart // Color Code 6BB8CF // King Cobra
Dylan O'Brien // Color Code 00A651 // Wolf
Christina Nadin // Color Code 93E9BE // Wolverine

Cancelled - until next time family. Thank you for understanding.

_{Featuring Reyna Rosales & Ava Esposito}

Reyna knew that someone was going to have to bring breakfast for the group, and waking up at five in the morning to see AJs text in the group message only re-confirmed that. Waking up so early wasn’t so unusual for her, seeing as how the whole damned family woke up around this time every morning. Her siblings had decided to take the summer semester off to enjoy life, so the house was back to its usual packed state. Tying her hair up into a messy bun, Reyna decided that she wasn’t going to try and fight for a shower just yet.

Instead, she made her way down to the kitchen, hunting and gathering all of the supplies that she had bought previously over the last few days. Sectioned styrofoam to-go containers, plastic sauce cups, plastic silverware - everything you needed for a breakfast on the go. As she stood up from underneath the counter and closed the cabinet doors, Reyna heard the front door unlock. Much to her surprise, her cousin Tessa walked in, a smile on her face and an overnight bag in tow.

”What the hell are you doing here?” Reyna asked, clearly excited.

Tessa made her way into the kitchen, giving her cousin a peck on the cheek. ”I’ve got a medical conference at ten. Eli said I could crash here for a few days.” Taking a look at the scene before her, the older woman raised an eyebrow in question. ”Why… does it look like you’re going to feed an army?”

”Because I am. Remember that road trip I was telling you about? Kicks off today. Someone has to make breakfast.”

”Oh shit? That’s today? I thought we could spend some time together, but…”

”Can’t. Have to make sure the soldiers behave. Make yourself useful and start frying the bacon?”

Tessa laughed, grabbing the meat from the fridge as she began to help Reyna fix the massive amounts of food that she needed.

The next people to arrive downstairs were Reyna’s brother Alex, and her sister Isabella. With a few quick questions about what was going on and a short explanation, soon Reyna was surrounded by her family in the kitchen helping her cook. Isabella was put on duty cutting the strawberries, Alex was scrambling the eggs, Reyna was making the pancakes, and their mother Mariana watched from afar and discussed the morning news with them. Eli had to leave around six - something about an early arrival coming in from the restaurant.

Soon enough the food was made, and Reyna took to making the plates. Pancakes and fresh sliced strawberries were put into the largest section of the container, while the eggs went into the upper right, and the bacon in the upper left. The maple syrup was poured into the sauce cups, capped, and stuck into the section with the pancakes.

Excusing herself to take a shower, Reyna quickly threw her wet hair up into a ponytail (something she would regret later), put on some mascara, and chose a typical Reyna style outfit of highwaisted ripped jeans, her black vans and a grey spaghetti strapped tank top. Checking her phone for the time, she cursed as she realized that it was already seven. She had to pick up Ava!

As everyone helped her put her bags and the food in the back of the car, Reyna gave her family a quick goodbye before speeding off in her car. When she was about five minutes from the house, Reyna gave a quick call to her friend. The first time there was no answer, the second time the same. On her third try, Reyna finally got an answer.

”Come on babes, we gotta go! It’s already 7:20!” she yelled through the phone.

Ava grumbled, yawning noticeably loud in response to Reyna’s rich latina accent. “Say that again but as if you’re not trying to make me go deaf.” Ava still lay in bed, not dressed but showered (or what passed for showered for her).

”I said we have to go. Now get your ass out here.”

She pulled the phone away from her ear, hearing Rey’s voice still yammer on in her native tongue, or at least it sounded like it. She rolled her eyes and grunted as he propped herself upright. She had a short moment of dizziness as all the blood in her system rushed to her head and she sat there for a few moments, ignoring her ride for most of them.

Truth be told, Ava was up to nearly 3-AM last night doing her last minute packing. When she wasn’t in the midst of binging Sense8 for the millionth time, she was casually throwing shit into her suitcase. She had to keep her mind off the fact that she wasn’t accepted into the college she had her eyes on. So naturally when she didn’t get accepted, she was beyond disappointed and she couldn’t stop thinking about it. Not only was it on her mind constantly but it made her moody and especially bitchy towards some people in her life.

She spent another moment getting up but Ava was indeed up and dressed. She wore a black midriff she barely remembered slipping on and some comfortable blue shorts that showed off two of Ava’s best features: her legs. Since her hair was alined, there was no reason to do anything to it but a short brushing before heading out.

She didn’t care how she looked nor how it made her look. She wasn’t dressing to impress and more importantly, she was lazy and didn’t feel like putting anything else on. But don’t worry, curious minds! Ava’s best outfits were in her 50lbs suitcase that she may or may not have been pulling by the handle. It was one of those suitcases with the wheel attachments because fuck manual labor!

“Yes! I hear you. No need to go on a tangent again!” She said to Reyna, rolling her eyes. The sound of the suitcase wheels bouncing against the wooden suitcase was heard as Ava made her way downstairs. “I’m downstairs. Get your ass over here and help me with this suitcase!”

Rolling her eyes as she got out of the car, Reyna hit the end call button before opening the door to the house. Once inside, she spotted her friend and quickly made her way over to help with the suitcase.

”You look gorgeous as always. Now how we doin’ this? You grab one side, I grab the other? The thing is huge. How many clothes do you need?”

“Gotta come prepared!” She shot Reyna a wink before positioning herself in front of the suitcase and signaled Reyna to the back. “On three, we’ll lift. One, two, and [three!” Ava and Ryena lifted the suitcase up and holy shit, it was so much easier with a second person helping her out. Though, as they walked towards the blue challenger sitting in the driveway, Ava let out a low whistle. “Shit, Rey! Now that’s a car! Pure American-Made muscle!” The moment of admiration forced them to stop near the passenger side window.

”Oh yeah,” Reyna smiled. ”Dad got it for me for a graduation present.” Opening the back passenger door, Reyna went to grab the back half of the suitcase again. ”You gonna help me chuck this thing in the car or what?”

Ava looked at Reyna with a confused glance when the latina opened up the back passenger door.. “Why not just throw it in the trunk?” She asked Reyna.

”Because the food and my bags are back there, silly. Trunk is full. There’s plenty of room in the back seat.”

Ava had herself an ‘oh’ moment as she stood there. “So that’s what smelled so delicious. And here I thought it was just your natural scent.” He commented with a slight smirk.

Reyna smiled. ”Pancakes and bacon do smell great, but I’m not sure I want to walk around smelling like breakfast all the time.” After convincing her friend to help her finish lifting the suitcase, Reyna and Ava finally got everything they needed to load in the car. Shutting the door and climbing back on the drivers side, Reyna waited on Ava to buckle up before she pulled off.

Ava sank herself into the passenger seat, taking her sweet time clicking the buckle. She rested her head by leaning back and pulled out her phone from her pocket. She only had a couple things in her pockets: her phone and wallet, though the wallet was larger than most. As she fiddled around on her phone for a bit, she felt the car pull out of her driveway, which prompted her to glance up at her parents’ house and she couldn’t help but feel bittersweet. How long would she need to hold up the facade that most assumed she got into college?

The thought lingered as she pushed it down and sighed. “So!” Her voice came after moments of silence and turned her head to face Reyna. “How does it feel to finally be free of our 4-year prison sentence? Personally, I’m ecstatic! No more of having to shove down shitty cafeteria food and no more of holding my tongue around them Ex-H.O.T.s!”

Shrugging her shoulders, Reyna took a second to think. She honestly hadn’t slowed down long enough to even think about what life after high school actually meant. Sure, there was college, but what did that even mean? She had worked her whole life, but this was different. They were adults now.

”I guess it’s sort of bittersweet, you know. Never thought we would get here, now we have. Who knows. Maybe I’ll go to college and meet a really rich hottie. Have a big family, a dog. Make pancakes for breakfast every morning.” She sighed. ”Hell… I don’t know. I’m just ready to finally live life.”

Ava felt that on a personal level, though the mention about college made her also start to feel bittersweet. She was happy that Rey seemed hopeful for her future. She wouldn’t be smiling and laughing if she was genuinely happy, but like she had been since last week when the rejection letter came, Ava felt a bitter taste in her mouth every time colleges were mentioned and how everyone just were probably going to be talking nonstop about college this and college that.

”Here’s to the rest of our lives!” She shot Reyna a smile and looked ahead.

Turning the radio up as she stepped on the gas, Reyna flashed her friend one last smile before turning her attention back to the road. Pulling into the BHHS parking lot, Reyna mentally took count of how many cars were in the lot and who they belong to. Aleks was already there, along with Sami, AJ of course, and… Katie?! Reyna had no idea that she even knew about the road trip, much less was invited.

”Hooolllyyy shit. AJ is going to have a freaking aneurysm. Look over there in that white benz and tell me that isn’t Katie.”

”The poor baby.” Ava was trying to feel bad for AJ but she couldn’t deny this was making her feel better. In a way, her disappointment about college was suddenly overshadowed by how much AJ must hate this. “He might need a hug, Rey.” She laughed, nudging her friend in the shoulder. “Whaddya say? Wanna take one for the team?” She winked at Reyna.

Reyna laughed, shaking her head in protest. ”No fu-cking way. As if him eating my food isn’t going to make him want to throw a tantrum enough. You wanna give the sour pus a hug, be my guess sis. Otherwise, I think I’m good.” Unbuckling her seatbelt and exiting the car, Reyna could barely contain the smile on her face from Avas suggestion.

Ava was still chuckling about Reyna’s comments. Even as they retrieved their own bags and shit from her car, she couldn’t help but laugh at the development of the situation. AJ, who had dated Katie’s brother, now had to deal with the fact she was here and she found that hilarious. She felt for AJ, she really did but hell be damned if she wasn’t going to laugh about this during the duration of the trip.

“You need any help getting the food out or are you good?” She asked Reyna, stopping near the trunk as the scent of the food distracted Ava’s other senses.

”Go ahead and grab your plate if you want. I can handle the rest from there,” Reyna said, popping open the trunk. Turning around, she spread her arms out wide, a smile returning to her face once more. ”Who wants pancakes, losers?!”

Meadow University

Fiona Jade Salvador

Name

Fiona Jade Salvador

Nickames

-Fi
-J

Age

Twenty.

Gender

Female.

Year

Third.

Reason of Admission

Academic scholarship.

Major

Mastering in a Bachelor of Music degree.

Sexuality

Pansexual

Relationship Status

Single

Label

Free Spirited Music Gal

Appearance Details

• Hair: Brown | Falls a few inches below her shoulders | Usually seen down, in a ponytail, braided, or in a messy bun.
• Eyes: Brown.
• Height: Five feet, four inches.
• Body Type: Thin, fit hourglass shape.
• Clothing Style: Casual | Crop tops, high waisted jeans, short length high waisted shorts, tank tops, crop tops, converse sneakers, chokers, lose fitting t-shirts, jean jackets, etc.
• Makeup Wise: Fiona typically wears darker shades of eye shadow, but neutral tones for everything else. You'll catch her in a dark shade of lipstick every once in a while, but only on special occasions.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Single lobe ear piercings and nipple piercings. Rose design on right hip.

Personality Traits

Energetic - Charming - Compassionate - Loyal - Free Spirited - Daring - Forgiving - Protective - Sarcastic - Blunt - Stubborn - Hot Headed - Argumentative - Impulsive

Upbringing Synopsis

Born and raised in Manhattan New York, Fiona is the first born daughter of the tight-nit Salvador-Grey family. The most well behaved child out of the bunch, Fiona is told that she never went through the terrible two's, or really gave her parents any trouble in her early years. Due to her mother being very hands on with her children, Fiona usually spent her days after school in her mothers music studio. It didn't take long for Fiona to fall in love with music, or to want to learn how to play it. She began piano lessons at age five, and violin lessons shortly there after. At age eight, she picked up guitar lessons. At age ten, she switched out piano for learning the drums. The rest of her music lessons carried on until age thirteen.

Being an older sister was nice, though the Twins From Hell could make anyone want to pull their hair out every once in a while. Fiona rarely ever got into any trouble at school, only ever landing herself in detention three times her whole academic career. Her grades never feel below a B+ average in any class. Fiona was just about as close to an exemplary student as you could get.

Once she reached her teenage years, Fiona began to give her parents just a little more trouble than they were used to. Her free spirit and inherited stubbornness lead her to sneak out to parties a fair share of times. While Fiona's version of acting out was essentially the same thing that every other kid did on a normal day, it was unexpected from her. Flirting with attractive people became one of her favorite pastimes, but she made sure to keep up with her studies, as well as family Zumba class.

The family was ecstatic when she received her acceptance letter to her mothers alma mater. Fiona instantly knew upon acceptance and from her mothers stories that Meadow University was the place for her.

Family

• Kavi Antonio Salvador || Age 49 || Soap Opera Star
• Serafina 'Ariel' Grey || Age 49 || Music Producer, Owner of Fallen Angel Records
• Grayson Salvador Grey || Age 18 || High School Student || Fathers Clone
• Billie Jean Grey || Age 18 || High School student || Mothers Clone
  
  People of Note:
• Ryland James MacMillian || Godfather
• Marisol Castillo Drake || Godmother

Misc.

Adelaide Kane | FFFCBB
Font: Handwriting -> Sunshine In My Soul
Character Aesthetic

• Goes braless whenever and wherever she can.
• Plays the electric guitar, the acoustic guitar, drums, violin, piano and five string banjo.
• Visited Palm Beach to see her god parents, as well as her grandparents on her fathers side of the family whenever she could. While she knows of her grandfather Trillian, the Salvador-Grey family never spent much time at his house.
• Enjoys 'classic' rock bands the most. (ACDC, Pink Floyd, Led Zepplin, Guns and Roses, etc.) She also loves hip-pop/pop and indie music, and can be found vibing to rap on occasion.
• Writes her own music.
• Out of all the instruments she can play, the drums is her favorite.
• Plans to get more tattoos.
• Loves the weed.
• Vodka is her drink of choice.
• Prefers white wine.
• Is a total dog person.
• Has been trying to establish a jogging routine.
• Greys Anatomy is her favorite show.
• Eats so many fruits and veggies, most people think she's a vegetarian.
• Is active on Facebook, Instagram, and Snapchat.
• Speaks French, Italian, and Spanish.
• Was born September 29th, at 9:29pm.
• Loves spicy food.
• Uses copious amounts of cherry chapstick.
• I don't watch many Rom-coms but if I had to chose... maybe How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days?

Meadow University

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Holding Junies hand as she led him into the water, Ty wasn't really sure what to expect from here. A friendly swim? A race to the other side and back? What he wasn't expecting was her straight forwardness. On one hand, it was like the Junie he knew to ask exactly that. She was confident. She knew what she wanted. Anyone who knew her could tell you that. On the other hand, it was unlike the Junie he knew. She had been playing coy, and for Ty to see her so open about what she wanted was a little shocking.

No matter what he did or didn't know about Junie, the fact still stood that they were having one hell of a breathtaking moment. Rather the heat coursing through his veins was due to her touching him or the previous consumption of alcohol he didn't know. Snapping back into reality, he placed his hands on her hips, gently pulling her towards him to close whatever distance was left between them. Instead of using his words and risking the possibility of saying something cringy, Ty decided to do what Ty did best - speak with his body language.

As he tilted his head downward to press his lips to Junies, he heard the cockblocking splash right before he felt it. Head snapping up as his arms flew up out beside of him, Ty turned to see who had threw the football that had barely missed his dates (date? could he call her that?) head.

And there she was; all honey blonde hair and with that mischievous smirk plastered across her face, arms crossed in triumph.

"Yo Dee!" he called out, clearly pissed. "What the fuck?!"