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((Sweet beans, i think imma just write up a post then???))

Cinta gazed upon her own feet as the car jostled her around. Fear and anxiety, like moss on a tree, clung to her emotions so much so that the mere look on her face could spell it out in novels. She had just been flown over to one state over from her home state. Her family was rich enough to simply fly her over rather than drive her over to this... "hospital". Cinta's mother called it a 'Home', a place for sick people to get better. The terror of being sent off alone to live someplace she doesnt want to be could never amount to the rage towards her parents. How they ignorantly listened to the doctor, who honestly didnt truly seem to know what she was talking about. The way they were so willing to give up their first born, just like that. Suddenly, though, Cinta started to regret her own feelings.
It had all happened in an instant. Cinta was in her 5th hour at school, talking to a friend. She was going through a rough time so, Cinta had arrived to comfort her and be there for her. Cinta had reached up to touch her friend's face before she blacked out. All she could remember was a strange flash of images. The visions were confuzing, terrifying even. However, when Cinta awoke in the school nurse's room, it had already become to late. People had began to ask questions and Cinta was not one to lie so, she simply told them what happened.
After a very long while, Cinta's parents arrived at the school. They had been talking to the counselor, the nurse, and the principle right outside of the door. She couldnt hear them and was told not to listen in. Her heart ached with a curiosity that would soon kill her on the inside. They were discussing weather or not to send her to a mental hospital and were struggling to figure out which one. They obviously decided on a more expensive one, and she was shipped off the next day with barely any warning.
The man driving the car had attempted to speak with Cinta several times, with no success. She was locked within her own head at the moment and would fail to respond. That is, until the man said "We're here!"
Her head shot up from the floor and immediatly gazed at the enourmous building ahead of her. It was actually emaculantly beautiful. The victorian style architecture was common for large old buildings like this but, Cinta quite liked it. Despite this, however, the teenager still despised the place and the situation it had put her in. Her family couldnt even visit her out here. She was all alone. Stepping out of the car, her stomach fell to the floor. She just wanted to disappear so bad, she almost felt like rolling into a ball right there.

Oh, um I was actually thinking we can out down our character sheets first?? ^^;

O H sorry, yeah, we can do that lmao i feel so bad now rip )

It's alright (: The character that I mentioned to you before that I had, are those all alright with you for me to use??

Yeah of course :)

Alright cool, I'll go grab them then (:

Name Vivian Lee Chambers

Nickname(s): Effie

Age: 15

Date of Birth: November 04
Time of Birth: 6:30 AM
Location of Birth: Beckley, West Virginia
Current Location: Beckley, West Virginia

Language(s): English

Species: Half Demon, Half Sorceress

Relationship Status: Single

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Appearance

//Hair Color// Blonde
//Eye Color// Light hazel color
//Height// 5'1
//Weight// 110 lbs
//Breast Size// Late B cup
//Skin Tone// Rather pale
//Skin Texture// Smooth
//Distinctive Markings// Has a birthmark on her hip, a rather large one at that

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Family
//Mother// Annabelle Marie Chambers -alive/unknown
//Father// Andrew Glenn Chambers - deceased/car accident
//Older Sister// Cassandra Grace Chambers - alive/unknown
//Older Sister// Rebecca Ann Chambers - alive/unknown
//Older Sister// Alexandria Bree Chambers - alive/unknown
//Older Brother// Julian Blake Chambers - alive/unknown
//Older Brother// Keith Julius Chambers - alive/unknown

History
When Vivian was born, for some reason her biological family did not want her. To this day she doesn't understand why. When she was a month old, her mother dropped her off at an adoption center, giving them all information that they may want to know. So, Vivian grew up in a school type structure with people that weren't her siblings or parents. As a child however, Vivian was rather silent. It didn't seem to matter who held her, she was accepting of everyone there. Even when she was dropped one time when one of the other children was holding her. She was only dropped on a bed after all, if it had been a floor, it probably would have been a different story.

When school started, Vivian was very social with all of the children, being friends with pretty much everyone at the adoption center as well. It didn't seem to bother her that her family gave her up. Inside however, it ate her up everyday, but she wouldn't get anything done if she let it bring her down. So, she didn't let it. She got interested in a few different things in school, such as dancing and swimming. When middle school came around, she always looked forward to gym so that she could swim. And in high school, she joined the dance and soccer team. It was so much fun!

Around this time, however, she saw something on the news about someone passing away from a car accident. And that man had her last name! Trying to figure it out, she actually went to the funeral home the day of the wake. She walked in and everything. The first person that noticed her was a woman that looked very much like her. And there were also so many older people in there that seemed to have a feature that she did. The woman said her name and Vivian knew that she was her mother. And the person who had died was her father. She didn't stay longer after that, she ran back to the home and laid face down in her bed for the next 5 hours until dinnertime. Things changed for her after that though, dramatically.

One day she was watching the children play in the yard, still torn up about what she had found out. Before she knew it, the windows around the orphanage broke. Exploded! Two of the children got hurt that day and needed stitches and the care takers swore she had thrown something at those windows. But to break?! All at the same time!? She had just been sitting there. The head of the orphanage did not thing she had anything to do with it, but it happened again. This time though, it was worse. She was in the kitchen, making some food for one of the children when they went to touch a knife. Vivian reached down to stop them and she put her hand, palm out, to the child when the girl went playing back onto the counter. Vivian couldn't believe it...she hadn't even touched the child! She was trying to calm down the crying child when the caretakers came and forced her away from them and before she knew it, she was diagnosed with an emotional disorder and sent off to a home for kids with mental illnesses. She just didn't understand...she never did any of the things she was told she had done.

Personality
*Outgoing
*Courageous
*Friendly
*Playful
*Charismatic
*Protective
*Hyper
*Caring

Name: Albany Rose Elvy

Nick name(s): n/a

Age: 16

Date of Birth: August 06
Time of Birth: 7:32 PM
Location of Birth: Malibu, California
Current Location: Beckley, West Virginia

Species: Faerie

Relationship Status: Single, but crushing

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Appearance

//Hair Color// Pink/light purple; original brown
//Eye Color// Dark brown
//Height// 4'10
//Weight// 115 lbs
//Skin Tone// Tan
//Skin Texture// Smooth
//Distinctive Markings// She has large scars on her upper back that are pretty much identical and looks like something was ripped from them
//Birth Marks// She has one on her inner right thigh that looks like something blooming
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Family
//Mother// Unknown
//Father// Unknown
//Adoptive Mother// Jamie Faye Elvy - alive/sick with a few diseases
//Adoptive Father// Zane Scott Ramsay - alive/well
//"Step Mother"// Tori Marie Ramsay - alive/well

History
Birth-Camping (0-11 Years Old)
Albany never knew who her parents were, she was brought up in an orphanage. She remembers little of her time there, just remembered the grouchy nurses who needed to care for her in the middle of the night when she would wake up crying. The time one of the children dropped her because she vomited gross baby puke on them. Nothing too interesting. She was adopted when she was 3 years old and brought to a nice, wealthy family. Not dirty rich, but they were doing well with themselves. Her mother was sickly, which was why she was very able to have a child of her own. So that's why they adopted Albany. It was fine at this home, they took care of Albany well and she loved her family. She wasn't really a fussy child, especially when she was put outside....

Albany loved to be outside, loved to lay down in the grass and swing and jump around on a trampoline. It was the most enjoyable part of the day for her. So the first time they were camping, it was great. She loved it, loved climbing those trees and just feeling one with nature. It was when she felt the most alive. They started going camping every year until she was 11 years old when things changed...

Cheating-Accident (11-13 Years Old)
Albany and her mother had gotten home from seeing a movie one day when they walked in on her father kissing another woman. It was someone that her mother worked with. After a lot of yelling, screaming and accusations, it was learned that her father had been doing this for quite some time. In no time, her father had moved out with the woman and moved to West Virginia, Albany staying with her mother, though the custody battle raged for a few long time. Her father was trying to figure out every little thing wrong with her mother to get custody of Albany. But Albany didn't want to see that man anymore, didn't trust him in the slightest.

After the divorce, Albany started to make more friends at school to help cope with the pain. She was pretty popular to begin with after all, so weeding her way into pretty much every social group there was wasn't a problem. The problem came when she was being driven home from a small party one night. It had just been a small one, maybe about 12 people there, and no drinking involved. The older brother of Albany's almost boyfriend was driving them home when they suddenly crashed, sending the car tossing and spinning all over the place, it seemed to last forever. When Albany came to, she was hanging upside down in the car, alone. The 2 people she had been driving with had gotten thrown out of the car and died right away. Albany escaped the crash with minor injuries, just a concussion and a nice scar above her left eyebrow. But she seemed to loose a huge part of herself after that crash and witnessing death like that.

The Change-Present (13 Years Old-16 Years Old)
One she was recovered physically, Albany's father finally won custody of her and she was forced to leave her mother. She was a complete wreck! She had to leave her mother after she was in a car crash that killed two people! Had to go and live with someone that she hated! When she was well enough to go to school, she did her best to stay social ,but she took out her anger and frustration on people who were lesser than her. Smaller than she was. She wanted to feel in control of something, wanted to feel powerful in some aspect and she just took the wrong approach with it.

A month after her 16th birthday is when her father got into a massive fight with her. They were screaming and calling one another every name under the sun when her step mother stepped in. Albany had had enough! She screamed louder and louder and when her step mother came closer to her, she pushed her. But she didn't even get a chance to push her hard when there was a large flash of light from her hand and her step mother went soaring through the air and slammed into the wall, falling to the ground unconscious. Albany couldn't believe it....Her father was hysterical, yelling at her while calling the ambulance for her step mother. Albany was soon thrust into a home for mental unstable children, abandoned by her father even though her mother fought tooth and nails to get her out.

Personality
*Troubled
*Emotional
*Bitchy
*Fearful
*Broken
*Temperamental

Name: Payton Clark Gonzalez

Age: 17

Date of Birth: May 18
Time of Birth: 4:36 PM
Location of Birth: Long Beach, California
Current Location: Beckley, West Virginia

Species: Half Demon

Relationship Status: Single

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight? Gay? Bisexual? He isn't sure...

Appearance

//Hair Color// Brown
//Eye Color// Light blue
//Height// 5'9
//Weight// 172 lbs
//Skin Tone// Naturally tan
//Skin Texture Overall smooth
//Birth Marks On the right side of his neck close to his collarbone, looks a bit like a bruise

Family
//Mother// Nicole Marie Gonzalez - alive/well
//Father// Marcus Beck Gonzalez - alive/diabetes

History
TBRP'd

Personality
*Outgoing
*Friendly
*Optimistic
*Caring
*Loyal
*Playful
*Thoughtful

Name: Everett Xavier Sliver

Nick name(s): Evan

Age: Unknown, guesses around 17

Date of Birth: Unknown, goes by the date May 29
Time of Birth: Unknown
Location of Birth: Somewhere in New York
Current Location: Beckley, West Virginia

Species: Werewolf

Relationship Status Single

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Never gave it much thought, he doesn't like most people


//Hair Color// Brown
//Eye Color// Light hazel
//Height// 6'11
//Weight// 275 lbs
//Skin Tone// Tan
//Skin Texture// Rough in a lot of places and has ache sprayed over much of his body
//Distinctive Markings// He has an ugly scar on his left shoulder that looks like something bit him

Wolf Form


Family
//Mother// Unknown
//Father// Unknown
//Foster Mother// Janette Grace Sliver - alive/well
//Younger Foster Sister// Harley Ann Sliver - alive/depressed
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History
Nothingness... (Birth-8 Years Old)
Everett has very little memory of the time before he was 8. He remembered a woman...and a man. His parents maybe? Not like he had a picture to identify them with. He remembered jumping on a trampoline on a clean, well kept yard...He remembered an older woman....Someone with really light hair....Crying....Screaming.....Exploding pain in his shoulder....Blistering heat...Then there was a pair of hands reaching for him as he struggled, his head turning and he was in a completely white room with a lot of machines. A hospital. Those hands grabbed him as he whimpered, feeling his shoulder be exposed as it burned in pain. And then....nothing.

First Memory-Reveal (8-12 Years Old)
Everett's first memories were in a home with a lot of other children. An orphanage, or as it was called a foster home. But he wasn't sure why he was here. He didn't have parents waiting for him, working hard to overcome whatever they had done to get him put in here. He had no one. He stayed away from other children for the most part, not like they wanted much to do with him anyways. He was an outcast, plain and simple. He knew it and accepted it.

Everett's stay wasn't very long in this place, 3 months at the most before he was taken in by a woman, Janette. He took on her last name, since they didn't know his, and went on home with her. It was fine there, the woman wasn't over smothering and took care of him. He didn't have a lot of things to play with at the home, mainly because he didn't need to. Didn't want anything. For years this went on, nothing crazy happening until he turned 12. Then things started to be weird. He started to feel..different. His body going through some sort of changes...He didn't understand them and he didn't want to alarm Janette. Though, little did he know, she already knew. It was when he was throwing up violently in the bathroom one night that she explained it to him. Explained what he was. A werewolf. He thought she was crazy, certainly she was. There was no such thing...except there was. And she proved it to him to by changing in front of him. She was a werewolf too.

Transformation-High School (12 Years Old to 15 Years Old)
Everett didn't have a lot of trouble believing her once it was shown to him clearly and it made sense. He had read stories about werewolves and he did have that bit on his shoulder. Janette explained to him that he had been bitten, but she wouldn't tell him much more about his childhood. She just told him he lived with parents that didn't love him very much and it wasn't an accident that he was bitten. It was planned, but even she didn't understand why. Everett was curious, of course, but he didn't have much time to think about it much. Because he had to learn how to control and understand what he was under the surface. The first time he changed was when he was 13 on the full moon. It was weird, it hurt so bad he nearly passed out. But he also felt...calm when he was like this. He felt somewhat at peace as he ran through those woods as an animal he had never been before. It was the first time he felt like he belonged somewhere...

When High school started for him, he continued to stay away from people. Sure, people tried to act nice with him, but he was horribly uncomfortable around them. He felt suffocated whenever he was with a big group of people and voices were always around him because he could hear so well. It was hard. He also got a foster sister when he came and she was a werewolf as well, only a year younger than him and she started high school when he did. They got along decently, it wasn't anything life changing for him to have a sister. She was sort of just someone else to him.

Mistake-Present (14 Years Old to 17 Years Old)
Everett went through school as normally as he could, staying out of everyone's way as much as he could. Some guys tried to pick fights with him sometimes, but someone would always break it up before it turned physical. Girl would try to flirt with him, but he pushed them away easily, scared them off pretty good and effectively since they rarely ever came back to talk to him. He just stayed with his foster sister, who he was starting to like more and more as time went on. They got along much better than at first when they were so awkward. Things were fine. Until one day after school. Some guys decided it would be fun to try and start stuff with his sister, trying to hit on her. Everett knew it was happening and she started over calming to stop it, but when he say one of the men slap her after she pushed him away from grabbing her butt, he snapped. He ran over and threw the guy who touches her against the wall, breaking another guys arm, knocking another guy unconscious while 2 of the other guys ran away. He hadn't even meant to do it....He didn't mean to loose his cool as much as he did. He just saw Harley in trouble and..acted.

Out of the guys he had hurt, one got a serious concussion and one of them had spinal issues so they wouldn't be able to walk normally for the rest of their lives. Everett was heartbroken about what he had done and it was not without consequence. He was sent to a place for people with mental issues, him being diagnosed as having multiple personality disorder. But he knew that was crap. The just put a label on him to do it. He had acted out and they didn't know what to do about it, so they slapped some crap on him and called him crazy. He knew he was dangerous now, he knew that. And he wanted help. But not in this place. This place was full of lies. And something happened to his foster family cause they stopped contacting him soon after he got into the place. He new he needed to break out and he knew he could...but at the same time, he was scared to. He realized how dangerous the wolf inside of him was, how he couldn't control his instincts at all....He was a danger to a lot of people and he was scared. Of himself...


The pull is intense, the call to just let go...
Let go and change into something that is hard to understand...
Something that is so agonizing, yet so beautiful at the same time...
You can't resist it, no matter how hard you try.
It's apart of you, whether you want it to be or not.
It's like your drowning and you need to get air...
You know that once you get that air everything will be okay,
yet you're reluctant to leave this thing that you've become use to.
It's one of the worst feeling in the wolf, forced to go into something you despise...

Personality
*Closed in
*Unsocial
*Short tempered
*Fearful, but doesn't show it
*Can be playful
*Protective
*Loyal
*Nervous

//Likes//
*Being alone
*Ice Cream (specifically chocolate or raspberry)
*Feeling accepted (though he will never voice this)
*Grapes
*Running
*Music
*Soccer
*Seafood
*Rare meats

//Dislikes//
*Being left alone (of course, will never voice this)
*Nosy people
*Overly happy/positive people
*Cotton candy
*Cantaloupe
*Being/being helpless
*Being wrong