Ridgeport Preparatory Academy discussion

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∞Family/History: A description of its members and the roles they play in society.

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∞MEM: Most embarrassing memory while attending school.
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For characters in the Visual & Media Arts department!

◢ ◤◢ Hᴇʏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ Dᴇʟɪʟᴀʜ, Wʜᴀᴛ's ɪᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪɴ Nᴇᴡ Yᴏʀᴋ Cɪᴛʏ? ◤◢ ◤

❀ Dᴇʟɪʟᴀʜ Rᴇɴᴇᴇ Sᴛ. Cʟᴀɪʀᴇ ❀ 17 ❀ Sᴇɴɪᴏʀ ❀ Fᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ❀ 4 Yᴇᴀʀs ❀

◢ ◤◢ ◤◢ ◤◢ Tɪᴍᴇs Sǫᴜᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sʜɪɴᴇ ᴀs ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ◤◢ ◤◢ ◤◢ ◤

Gɪɴᴛᴀ Lᴀᴘɪɴᴀ ❀ Gʀᴇʏ Eʏᴇs ❀ Bʟᴏɴᴅᴇ ❀ Vɪsᴜᴀʟ Aʀᴛs ❀ Fᴀsʜɪᴏɴ Dᴇsɪɢɴ

◤◢ ◤◢ Hᴇʏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ Dᴇʟɪʟᴀʜ ʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ / / Tʜɪs ᴏɴᴇ's ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ◤◢ ◤◢

➶ Dʀᴇssᴇs ➶ Dᴇsɪɢɴɪɴɢ ➶ Sᴇᴡɪɴɢ ➴ Fɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ ➴ Bᴀᴅ Mᴀɴɴᴇʀs ➴ Rᴜʟᴇs
➶ Courteous ➶ Leader ➶ Honest ➴ Proud ➴ Perfectionist ➴ Superficial

Delilah Renee St. Clair. Currently the oldest of the St. Claire sisters at Ridgeport, considering the fact that Iris is at NYU for college and work with their mother. She is also, by far, the most up tight of the sisters [fatal flaw]. She likes to put on a good show that she's better than everyone. All of the sisters do, but Delilah takes it to a new level. She's like the Effie Trinket of Ridgeport, except way less ditzy. But she shares many of Effie's traits, like being a perfectionist and organized [strength]. Especially when it comes to her designs. If even the slightest detail is wrong, she'll become extremely annoyed and angry and will explode at this thing nearest to her. It's best not to come near her when she's working. Even if she's just drawing. Delilah prefers solitude when she's working because people are distractions and there is no time for them when she has dresses to make. Unless of course those people are her sisters.

Now that Delilah is the oldest at school, she takes all the responsibility of her sisters upon herself. Making sure they look presentable. They're not getting too drunk at parties because proper ladies don't throw up in the bushes. Making sure they have enough money. They're not indulging on too much junk food because remember, they are all proper ladies and proper ladies eat healthy. Yes, Delilah sounds a bit controlling and uptight, but that's only because she wants the best for her sisters. Her biggest fear would have to be failing them. She wants to be for them was Iris was for her. And seriously, there isn't a thing she wouldn't do for her sisters. If one of them does something that could ruin their reputation she will do something crazier just to take attention away from them. Like this one time, when Iris took her to a party. Iris was getting a bit too drunk and on the verge of doing something she knew her sister would regret and would never be able to live down. So what did Delilah do? Some she wouldn't regret but would probably never be able to live down. She made her way to the punch bowl and "fell" into it. Ruined one of her mom's shirt. (Got yelled at a lot for that..) Did she make a scene of sorts? Yes. Was it embarrassing? Yes. Do people still try to bring it up? Yes. Does she care? No. Why? Because she helped keep Iris's reputation in check. Iris was able to take her out of the party without embarrassing herself (too much) or offending her friends. That's not even a dent into what she would do for her sisters. She will do anything for them. Break their hearts? She'll break your nose. Seriously. Don't. Mess. With. Her. Sisters.

And though Delilah is the most uptight of the sisters, she's still pretty bubbly and very girly. Her hair? Always in some kind of intricate style. Make up? It's her life. She loves trying out new things with make up. She's a girl who wouldn't be caught dead without foundation, lipstick and eyeliner. And that's only if she's having a bad day. She's so good that sometimes she helps her mother with deciding what make up would go on what model. And dresses. Some girls wouldn't be caught dead wearing a dress, but Delilah? She wouldn't be caught not wearing one. The only time she isn't wearing a dress is if she's going to bed.

◤◢ Tʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ / / Aɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙʟᴀᴍᴇ ◤◢

◢ ◤◢ ◤◢Hᴇʏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ Dᴇʟɪʟᴀʜ ʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ// Tʜɪs ᴏɴᴇ's ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ◤◢ ◤◢ ◤

❀❀Mᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: Mᴀʀɪᴀ Sᴛ. Cʟᴀɪʀᴇ | Fᴀᴛʜᴇʀ: Cᴏɴɴᴇʀ Sᴛ. Cʟᴀɪʀᴇ❀❀
❀❀ Sɪsᴛᴇʀs: Iʀɪs (18), Sᴀᴍᴀɴᴛʜᴀ(16), Wᴇɴᴅʏ(15), Lɪᴀ(14) ❀❀

So here you are, reading this wondering what the hell is so special about the St. Claire sisters? Well just consider the fact that their mother was pregnant for like five years. Each of the sisters are a year apart. All their birthdays are days apart. So the month of June is like a birthday bash month. Cake all the time, what could be better?

Maybe being insanely rich and spoiled? After all, there were five girls in the household. How could Daddy ever say no to his little girls? So the St. Claire sisters always got what they wanted from daddy. All they had to do was complain about he was never home and they felt like he didn't love them enough, while they're mother would laugh in the background and say something about how he was hopeless.

When they're father wasn't home, the girls would always be in the drawing or sewing room with their mother. Their mother had her own company. Most of the time she would work on her designs while the girls would play in the room with their dolls. They enjoyed being with their mother and she drew inspiration from them. When the girls started to get older, she started to teach them how to sew and make their own clothes. They started accompanying her on her trips to the runway. They would tell her what model would look good in what dress. Which dress was the best. Which they liked the least. They were just as much involved in their mother's shows as their mother was. Their opinions were everything to her. Sometimes she would have her daughters try on her dresses and model for her.

And then came the time when Iris had to go for Ridgeport. The four younger girls cried on the day their eldest sister left for the school, but she would always come to visit on the holidays and would just go on about how wonderful the school was and how she couldn't wait for them to be there because she missed them so much. She did her best so that they wouldn't be too upset when she was gone. And year after the year the St. Claire household lost a St. Claire while Ridgeport gained one. And now? The house is empty seeing that all girls are finally here. Well everyone but Iris. But the girls are used to it now. So it's not to much of a big deal. If any of the girls are upset they just remind themselves that they get to see Iris during break or they just call her, because Iris always makes time for them. And in just a few years, they'll all be back home again, working on clothes and designs together like they did when they were younger, so life's good.

◤◢ ◤◢Oʜ ɪᴛ's ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ // Oʜ ɪᴛ's ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ◤◢ ◤◢

◤◢ ◤◢ ◤◢ ◤◢ ◤◢ ◤◢ Wʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ◤◢ ◤◢ ◤◢ ◤◢ ◤◢ ◤◢

▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ Wᴇsᴛ Cᴏʟᴇ Rɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅs ▊Mᴀʟᴇ ▊17 ▊Nᴀᴛʜᴀɴɪᴇʟ Bᴜᴢᴏʟɪᴄ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ ▁

▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs ▊ʙʀᴏᴡɴ ʜᴀɪʀ ▊5' 10" ▊ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴇʀʀɪʙʟʏ ᴅɪsᴛɪɴᴄᴛ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ ▁

Yᴇᴀʀs ᴏғ Aᴛᴛᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ: 3 ʏᴇᴀʀs (Jᴜɴɪᴏʀ)
∞Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Jᴏᴜʀɴᴀʟɪsᴍ

Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ & Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ:

Every family has a favorite child. Whether or not said families admit it, it's true. West was not that child. Never. He was the runt. The baby no one wanted. Even worse, he was a boy. From the beginning he was shoved off to nannies and butlers while his dear ole' sisters received all his parents affections. A hop skip and sob story later, West started acting out. He was tired of being left behind while his sisters got to go everywhere with their parents. If they were going to ignore him and pretend he didn't exist, he was going to do everything he could to make sure they had a reason to. It started with small things, stealing things from home. Selling drugs. Even burning a family portrait he wasn't apart of. Eventually, even that wasn't worth his parents attention and he heard them talking about sending him away. Send him away? As if he wasn't already away from them enough as it was. So later that night, West went into his eldest sister's room. "What are you doing, West?" She asked. "Nothing much." He said with the calmest expression. And then he lit a match and threw it at her hair. It was hilarious, watching the fire spread from her hair to the bed. West laughed and left the room. His parents could deal with dear ole' sis. He had one more to take care of. This sister. Well she was an artist. She could draw and paint like it was no one's business. West figured if he got rid of that then there would be nothing left to fawn over. It wasn't like the girl was pretty or anything. So he knocked her out with a baseball bat to the back of the head. As he was trying to figure out which hand she drew with, dear ole' dad came in. And now West was knocked out with a baseball bat. Next thing he knew, he was at an insane asylum.. At least he gave them a reason to send him away.

JUST KIDDING

That last part was part of a story West wrote to cope with how his parents don't love him (and too keep him from doing anything as such). West is a fairly sane guy. He's a writer, actually (hence the story). He has a really active (and sometimes violent) imagination. If you ever see West, chances are that you'll find him on his laptop writing. Though don't feel shy about saying hi. West is a pretty open and outgoing guy. It kind of goes along with being a journalist. And it helps to keep him out of the house. So if you're ever looking for West, it won't be in his house.

Because he's a journalist major, West is fairly responsible [Strength]. He's also extremely organized. Everything is organized by topic and genre and then alphabetically. Despite being so organized and neat West has a bit of a procrastination [Weakness]. He'll gather all the information for the story or project he's working on but then he'll forget to do the actual writing till the night before (if that). It's a good thing he's a gifted writer.

↳Biggest Fear: Procrastinating to the point that he actually hands something in late. (Yeah dumb fear, it's actually his parents sending him away for real. It's been threatened every once in a while he speaks when his sisters are home).

↳MEM: He had to work on a research project for class. Part of the assignment was handing in the resources used for the project. Some kid in the class thought it would be funny to steal West's book and put the book cover on something else. That something else was one of those weird smutty romances found in the lonely mom aisle at the bookstores. Worse. The teacher refused to believe that it wasn't something West did and made West present the book to the class and how it was a fundamental part of his research and the F he was going to get.

[ Name ]
August Eleanor Rayner
[ Nicknames ]
None, she’s never had a problem with her name
[ Gender ]
Female
[ Age ]
18

[ Occupation ]
Painting/Sketching
[ Grade ]
Senior
[ Years of Attendance ]
Three – she didn’t attend her freshman year

[ Appearance ]




[ Face Claim ] Gigi Hadid

[ Eyes ]
Green like a forest that you see in Seattle, they are deep and full of life. She always feels quite plain, but even she’ll admit that her eyes are something special.
[ Hair ]
Golden blonde, her family used to call her Rapunzel when she was growing up. It didn’t stick into her teenage years obviously, but it attested to the long golden locks. She likes to keep it natural as well, so the beachy waves are just normal for her.
[ Body Type ]
Her freshman year her grades weren’t the only things that went from A’s to C’s. She’s pretty average height wise, running at about 5’5”.
[ Distinct Markings ]
(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)] She has a half sleeve tattoo, it’s very plain and elegant. Just gray roses on her left arm.

[ Personality ]
August is very brave, she faces life head on with the intent of conquering whatever comes her way. She has done a lot of changing and growing in her short 18 years of life, but these changes have grown her into the strong and independent woman that she is today. Speaking of being independent, she is loyal to herself to a fault. Not meaning that she doesn’t trust others, she just would prefer to rely on herself before turning to an outside source for help. She has a deep sense of believing in oneself and achieving only the highest.
She loves social interaction and watching people, before she watched the two people most important to her die so seeing people now so full of life gives her happiness. She is a huge advocate for keeping people happy and having them become their best self. While she has definitely dialed back the partying, she doesn’t mind to have a few drinks with friends. The warm feeling has always been something she loved and it does help to open up a whole new world of social interaction. She loves when people open up to her. August isn’t much of a talker, but she will listen to you with her whole heart.
August has a lot of passion, whether it be about her art or life in general, you won’t see her half assing anything. She thinks the best way to live is to have a full life while also guarding yourself from the pain of the outside world. Working hard has always been something she enjoys and she does have quite the perfectionist streak in her. She won’t reveal her art to anyone without it first being perfect to her.

[ Biggest Strength & Fatal Flaw ]
Her biggest strength has to be her passion and drive for whatever she puts her mind to. A lot of this comes from worrying about making her parents and grandma proud, but she also truly wants to achieve nothing less than success. Her perfectionist nature also draws from this which isn’t one of her better traits.
Her fatal flaw comes from her odd inability to love on a personal level. Love is a very beautiful thing, but it is also toxic to her. She worries that one day she will love someone to the extent that her father loved her mother and it will be her downfall. Don’t try to get her to believe in love at first sight because she is vehemently against it.

[ History ]
August never had to worry about having what she wanted in life, her father was a brain surgeon and her mother was a cosmetic line owner. Everything was handed to her on a golden platter and that was all she ever knew. She didn’t even really believe that the rest of the world didn’t live like her. She had two parents who loved her, even though she did fight with her mother often. But all that changed (view spoiler)[when the fire nation attacked (hide spoiler)] when her mother suddenly collapsed during the middle of a conference on one of her new additions to her makeup line. The cancer had slowly made its way into her brain and there was nothing they could do for her. This destroyed Michael, a brain surgeon with no chance of protecting the woman he loved more than anything in this life.
The fight was long and terrible to watch, August had never seen her mother so broken in her entire life. She tried her best to be a good daughter for her mother, but it was always so hard when she continued to disapprove of her choice to not be a doctor. Her grades slipped that year and so did her happiness. The bright girl couldn’t keep the flame in her heart lit as she watched not only one, but both of her parents descend into madness.
The day was cold, colder than a normal April morning. The entire day was spent at the hospital watching her father sob uncontrollably as the doctors told him that keeping Andrea on life support was barely holding her in this world and that it would be best to say their goodbyes. August wasn’t in the room when it happened, she didn’t know how to bear it, but she couldn’t cry. She had cried so much over the entire battle, now it seemed so fake.
From then on she had to handle most the affairs for her father. The 14 year old did a lot of growing up in that short amount of time. It wasn’t until she watched her father die only two months later that she found the tears. She cried and cried for days, cursing God for abandoning her and her family. She snapped after that. Nothing even mattered to August, she needed feeling back in her numb body. She tried to find it in drugs, older men, and tattoos. Nothing brought back a light in her soul.
Her Grandma Jo was made guardian over August and watched her destroy herself until she was able to knock some sense in her. “You are killing yourself August! Do you want to see your parents before your time?” These words resonated in her. She cleaned up her act and turned to art to heal her broken soul. She’s doing better, times do get rough for her, but overall she practically a new person.

[ Family ]
* Michael Rayner {father – deceased} (view spoiler)[”I never knew it was possible to die of a broken heart until it happened to my dad.. I was only 14, I don’t really understand it still, but he died only two months after my mother passed away from cancer. He just kind of gave up. I miss him with my whole soul, nothing will ever compare to the love he was able to give me in such a short period of my life.” (hide spoiler)]
* Andrea Louisa Rayner {mother – deceased} (view spoiler)[”Mom and I never got along, even when she was sick it always seemed like we were fighting. Of course I regret it now when I look back, but sometimes you just butt heads with people. We were so similar, I think that’s why my dad couldn’t handle looking at me after Mom passed. Part of me hates that she didn’t fight harder and that she didn’t make him promise to stay. I can’t really blame either of them, but sometimes it helps with the pain of losing both parents within two months.” (hide spoiler)]
* Jolene Carson Rayner {grandmother – retired} (view spoiler)[”Grandma Jo.. Lord bless her soul. I put her through hell and back after my parents died and she still loves me. She was able to get me into Ridgeport with the promise that my grades would be perfect again and now I’m graduating while being able to fulfil my dream of becoming an artist. I owe her a lot.” (hide spoiler)]

[ Biggest Fear ]
Death, she lives in fear that one day she could just...die. Die without first experiencing the goodness that life has to offer or die before she believes is her time. She also worries greatly for her Grandma Jo’s health, she isn’t sure what she would become without her rock.

[ MEM ]
Sophomore year of high school when things finally started to look up a bit, August accidentally texted one of her art teachers thinking it was her boyfriend Jefferson. She started out with “I love you babe” and all the annoying heart emojis you could imagine. Yet that wasn’t the end of it, the whole weekend she thought her boyfriend was mad at her and not responding, so with her logical girl brain she continued to text her teacher asking where she went wrong and what things (sexual favors maybe) she could do to make it up to him for pissing him off. There were also a bunch of lovey-dovey things that were embarrassing enough as it is. On Monday when she went into class she had to be pulled aside and have a very long discussion about how her actions were inappropriate and that he was married. Somehow screenshots of the messages ended up around the school and she received a lot of shit for “trying to sleep with the teacher to get an A”. The janitor's closet incident didn't help much either...

[ Other ]
August loves her tattoo regardless of it being a poor choice at the time, she also has an old pocket watch from her father that had been passed down in her family for years. She wears it on a long chain so it rests under her shirt.

∞Name: Lyle (lie-ohl) Bradley Carraway
↳Nickname: Cosecki (a story better left untold)
∞Gender: male
∞Age: 18

∞Occupation: VMA: Architectural Design & Sculpting
∞Grade: senior
∞Years of Attendance: 4 years.

∞Appearance:


∞Hair Color- black like death
∞Eye Color- blue
∞Height- 5'11''
∞Body Type- see picture
∞Distinctive Markings- On Lyle's 18th birthday, him and Leonal went out on a drunken scavenger hunt they downloaded off google. It was a competition between LyLeo and like four other guys. The bonus was a tramp stamp -- guess who won?

Yours truly. Proud new owner of a purple butterfly tattoo spread over his lower back, Lyle Carraway.

∞Faceclaim: tom kovacs

∞Personality: As gathered by his default, Lyle is a cocky little twat waffle. Him and Leo boosted each other up in the confidence area, possibly a little more than was sane. When they're together... oh. Kill 'em. You'll probably want to.

That's how it is with Lyle, you either like him or you don't, there is no middle ground. He has long since given up on what hit lists he's made, whether he's a high priority on it or not, it doesn't matter. A lot of people have grudges against him, which to some might be terrifying? He looks at it like an obstacle course, never knowing who might dump their lunch your way if you look at them the wrong way. Like really. Everyone at Ridgeport is so touchy. You accidentally step on their foot in the hallway and they hate you. So, if they're going to be pissy for no good reason, you might as well have fun with it. So he does.

Most of the students who know Lyle see him as a the always-laughing-at-something, arrogant guy who sculpts. They also think he's incredibly flirtatious... and for good reason. In that way he's just like Leonal... it truly is harmless. You really think he's going to be settling down any time soon? He's still got a few great years left in him for scamming on girls. And Jesus, he has Leo as his wing man. They're like. Unstoppable. You can't resist the charm when there's one of them, imagine both? Kidding. Well, maybe. In all honestly, Lyle can be charming, but the most common demeanor he frequents is that of an annoying little butthole.

So yeah. He also has a reputation for being a bit o' an arse. Is it better or worse that it isn't on purpose? It's just sometimes he doesn't see things the way other people do. They're like, "Dude, you can't call her a thot, that's her trigger word and she's going to nut-crunch you." and he's like, "How was I supposed to know she didn't like people pointing out common knowledge?" He's not all that sensitive on the surface, and sometimes people think he's not compassionate what so ever.

Which is totally untrue. The thing is, he just has to care about you. Like genuinely care, and he can show you an entirely different side that's truly kind. It's just a problem of getting there. It's by happy accident him and Leo are so close.

↳Biggest Strength:
↳ Lyle? Kind of a master manipulator. He is a word twisting wizard, and he has this tendency to treat people like little pawns in his own personal game of Ridgeport: Who Has an Emotional Breakdown Next? He is just really good at making bad situations worse... though that might not sound like a strength, there is a positive side to it. Lyle is fairly friendly, being so, he has limited problems getting what he wants.

↳Fatal Flaw:
↳ Being the manipulator and control freak that he is, Lyle is also the master of self denial. He has the winning philosophy of "If I ignore my problems, they don't exist."


∞Family/History: Lyle's history isn't much of anything, really. Probably the same as a lot of the other people here at Ridgeport. He grew up as the spoiled rich kid, and his parents have always wanted big things for him and all that jazz. Yeah, nothing special. The only thing that sets Lyle apart, is that he doesn't have both parents. Not everyone does? His mother died the summer after his Freshman year, and he kind of just never told anyone about it, only a few of his close friends know. He doesn't like to mention it... you would do well not to either.

It bothered Lyle a lot when his mom passed away, but it doesn't really fit into his easy-going demeanor, so he kind of just doesn't talk about it... like at all. His father insists he see the school counselor once a week to talk about his 'issues' or whatever, but Lyle either skips it entirely, or goes there and sits on the couch and says the bare minimum. Him and has Dad haven't really been getting along lately... Selena was kind of the glue holding them together, and once she was gone, they drifted apart and their fighting got worse. They disagree on basically everything, and Lyle is looking forward to the day where he can just leave his father and his useless opinions behind.

It doesn't bother Lyle so much that he doesn't have a lot of family, since he always kind of lived at Leo's house more than anything else growing up. Their neighbors status upgraded to friendship pretty quickly, which again flipped into family. He considers himself pretty lucky to have Leo, and even Kenna. There was that awkward stage when he maybe sorta had a crush on her, but we don't like to dwell on those things. Problems aren't happy conversation cues, so as previously mentioned, we don't talk about them(:

∞Biggest Fear: Somehow ending up alone. What happens when you take a people-person and put him in a situation with no people? He doesn't really want to find out. Like ever.
∞MEM: Lyle is a confident boy, it's hard to imagine anything would really embarrass him, right? Wrong.

There was a time during his sophomore year when his Dad tried to pick him up from school early... he showed up completely plastered. So drunk, it's a wonder he even made it onto school grounds. Lyle didn't even know his Dad had come to get him for the day, they didn't tell him until school was over, and the only reason they did was because he was in jail for the night, and Lyle had to go to the contact on his emergency form's house for the night (AKA Leo's parents). The school called Child Protective Services on his Dad, who insisted it was a one time thing, and got out the next day. The entire population of Ridgeport heard about the little show Lyle's father had put on, and for an entire week he couldn't meet anyone's eyes. Then he got over it.
∞Other:
↳ His main hobby is sculpting, but Lyle fancies himself an amateur cartoon artist. He has a sketchbook in his dorm where he keeps his work, it's mostly humorous stuff. Cartoon versions of teachers, friends... crushes. All that fun stuff.
↳ Lyle is also a member of Ridgeport's Varsity Baseball team. He's a catcher, and the only reason he makes the team every year is because he's kind of good at it.

Name: Jessamine Jade Lockwood
Nicknames: Mute to most on campus. Jess to a select few. Jade to her father.
Age: 16
Birthday December 21
Grade: Senior
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Appearance:
Face Claim: N/A
Eye Color: Jensen Ackles Green (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]
Hair Color: Pic
Height: 5' 6"
Distinctive Markings:

Emphasis: Painting/Drawing

Personality:
She's a quiet girl. More than quiet really. She's mute. She never speaks. She never makes a sound. She's the type of girl who could go unnoticed. But because she's just so damn quiet, it's hard not to acknowledge her in the sense "here comes, Mute."

She is artistic though. It's hard not to acknowledge her talent. The girl has some serious skills.

Strengths:
-Hardworking and Dedicated: Jessamine feels the need to immerse herself completely in her current project and dedicate as much of her time as she possibly can.
-Creative
-Passionate: Jessamine is very passionate towards her work. It's one of the few things she will get excited over.

Weaknesses:
-The Dark: She keeps a flashlight under her pillow when she sleeps. She hates not being able to see.
-Her quietness: Most think that Jessamine is mute. And this can often land her into trouble. Most find it easy to frame Jessamine for their crimes and since she doesn't protest much it usually ends up working.
-Her passiveness: Jessamine is not able to stand up for herself at all. People can come up to her and say whatever they like, she won't stop them or say anything. She'll just sit there and listen to them.

Likes:
-Any type of visual art really
-Charcoal is her favorite
-The piano
-Solitude

Dislikes:
-Crowds. People in general
-The dark
-MaryAnn and Gavin

Family:
Father: Robert Lockwood
Mother: MaryAnn Lockwood
Step-Father: Gavin Travis
Brother: Vincent Lockwood

History:

Though we could go back and dwell on how Jessamine's parents met while they were at some charity gala that their parents forced them to go to and how they started talking at said gala and eventually fell in love and all those shenanigans; it's important to know that that is not important to Jessamine's history. The beginning of the history for whom Jessamine is now would begin 10 years ago.

Jessamine was only 8. Despite their 12 year age gap, she was still fairly close to her brother. He promised that he was only going on a short business trip with dad. Her father promised the same thing, along with a new stuffed bear and chocolates. They didn't keep their promise.

Before the father and son even reached the airport they were hit by a trailer tractor, the driver not paying attention to the red light. Although other cars were hit and several were injured, Robert and Vincent were the only ones to die.

That wasn't even the worst of it. After their death Jessamine's mother, MaryAnn, became worse. It's a good thing to know that MaryAnn had never been a good mother to begin with. More often than not she had given Jessamine the cold shoulder when her father wasn't around and had always favored her son over her daughter, but there was some reason for that. Jessamine was after all a love child. But MaryAnn loved Robert so much that she had forgiven him and agreed to take in the child, as the other mother was planning on putting up the child for adoption anyway. MaryAnn and Robert told Vincent that they were adopting a child, not wanting to ruin Robert's image for him. They agreed not to tell the child and to this day Jessamine still thinks MaryAnn is her biological mother.

Despite all that, MaryAnn has no excuse for her treatment of Jessamine. Upon hearing of her husband's and son's deaths, she completely alienated herself from Jessamine. The small interactions they used to have stopped completely. If Jessamine came towards her she would turn the other way. She limited Jessamine's interactions with others as little as possible. Eventually she ordered the girl stay in her room and gave her a schedule with when she could come out. Her mother had even pulled her out of school, hiring a private tutor.

The house staff, noticing this, became Jessamine's foster family. Her nanny, Marissa, would come up and play with her when ever she could. The butler, Thomas, would bring her some art supplies and tell her there wasn't anything in her heart that she couldn't bring to life on paper. The cook, Ryan, would give her candies. Though it didn't last for long. MaryAnn began to notice and ordered the staff to stop helping the girl or leave. Though their interactions with Jessamine were limited, they still did whatever they could to help the girl.

Despite everything, Jessamine, still felt alone. But she began to learn to deal with it and made the most of what she could. She took Thomas's advice and began drawing and painting. Even though she was alienated socially, her mother still gave her some money every month (only because it was something Robert made her promise to do, in case anything like this had happened). Jessamine spent all her money on art supplies and books to teach herself how to become a better artist. Soon it would become her only salvation in that wretched place.

About 6 months after Robert's and Vincent's death, MaryAnn began seeing Gavin, one of the council members of the Lockwood's company. At first Gavin only paid attention to MaryAnn and kept his interactions with Jessamine brief. He'd bring home the an unconscious, drunk MaryAnn. He'd put her to bed then leave. Soon after, he stayed longer, and have dinner with Jessamine. Jessamine was happy to have anyone new talk to her and Gavin reminded her a little of her brother. She found that she was able to talk to him easily. She even considered him a friend. One night, Gavin offered to tuck her into bed and Jessamine accepted, as this was something that her father would do for her and she missed that.

But when he locked the door of her room, it was clear that he didn't have good intentions. Jessamine sensed that something was wrong and struggled against Gavin's grip. You all can imagine what went on next. The next morning, Jessamine was too shocked and scared to tell anyone what had happened to her. She tried to pretend it didn't happen. She pretended to be sick and refused to leave her room or let anyone in it. Later that evening, Gavin returned. Jessamine had tried hiding but that didn't work either.

She had tried everything to escape Gavin's nightly visits. She tried locking the door, only MaryAnn had given him the master keys to the house. She tried hiding, but he always ended up finding her. She tried to run away, but she didn't get too far. Eventually, she even went to her mother. She cried and begged for her to tell Gavin to stop what he was doing but her mother just slapped her. She called her a whore for making such accusations. She had even said that if anything like that had happened, then Jessamine had deserved it because she was the devil's daughter.

Gavin, having found out about this decided to punish Jessamine. He had MaryAnn fire Thomas and Marissa. And then he and Jessamine has a conversation that involved warnings against her ever speaking of their night time activities.

Jessamine now completely isolated, stopped speaking altogether. She gave up any attempt of fighting back and accepted that this was her life and there wasn't much else to it. The only thing that has kept her busy was her artwork. She's done more and more. And when she's not in her room drawing, painting, sculpting, whatever, she's in the piano room. But she wouldn't dare to play the piano. She tried once and her mother freaked out on and banned her from going to the room, but Jessamine can't help it. It's the one place where she feels safe and close to her brother again. She still remembers the days where she'd sit next to him and watch his fingers press the piano keys and produce the most beautiful sound she had ever heard. Her brother had meant to teach her how to play, but then the accident happened.

This all kept going on for nearly 6 years before Jessamine made her escape to partial escape to Ridgeport. Jessamine's brother and father had both gone to the school and it was per her father's wishes that she attend it. Jessamine loves it because going to Ridgeport allows her to escape her hell for a good part of the day.

Almost four years later, Jessamine still barely speak aloud. Everyone has accepted the fact that she's mute. If she speaks it's mostly in quiet sentences of a one on one conversation. Even those words are limited.

Other:

∞Name: Sean Harrison Deschamp
↳Nickname: You can't get much shorter than Sean.
∞Gender: Male
∞Age: 17

∞Occupation: Typography & Infographics
∞Grade: Junior
∞Years of Attendance: three

∞Appearance:

∞Hair Color- A dirty blonde that's becoming more brown with age. Not that he really cares. It's the style that matters more than the color
∞Eye Color- A deep dark brown that's almost as black as his soul :)
∞Height- 6'0", he's tall and charming and good looking. Get used to it.
∞Body Type- Tall and athletic, with a build that makes it obvious that he spends time keeping himself in shape.
∞Distinctive Markings- A couple scars on his knees from childhood incidents, and he may have a small pink butterfly on his left butt cheek. Maybe. or is that just an SOS rumor?
∞Faceclaim: Bo Develius


∞Personality:
Sean is what many people at Ridgeport would call an ass. He's probably the biggest ass you'll ever meet, and it's not like he goes around making fun of people like a neanderthalic bully. It's more like he's not afraid to share his opinion of you. And personally he doesn't see why it's such a big deal if he should share that opinion, it's not like his opinion should really change the way you view yourself. But people seem to always get so offended when he tells them that their face is bothering him and he can't stand to hear their obnoxiously high pitched voice any longer because it's making his ears ring. What? Too harsh?

Get used to it.

Sean doesn't really hold back when it comes to his opinions, and maybe that's just because his mom is an incredibly picky interior designer and his dad is a food critic so maybe critiquing has always been a part of him. Who really knows. All that Sean knows is that he's thought himself above nearly everyone ever since kindergarden. That opinion isn't likely to change any time soon either. But it's not like Sean is completely irredeemable either.

Even the worst people have some good qualities to them, and Sean can be a pretty fun guy to hang around. When he has some alcohol in his system anyway. Because that's the only time that he's ever even slightly considerate towards people. Otherwise? You should just expect him to be a judging prick who thinks you're worth less than the dog shit someone left at the park.

↳Biggest Strength:
↳ His eye for detail. Sean has always been a very detailed individual, taking notice of small things that most people might over look. This talent of his makes it easy for him to read people and their emotions and the little things like how their morning went.

↳Fatal Flaw:
↳ Sean can be far too judgmental at times. To the point where he finds it incredibly hard to see the bright side of things and the good in people. Being critical is all well and dandy, until it starts sucking out all that is good in the world because all you can focus on is the awful traits about someone and the awful weather and things like that.


∞Family/History:
♚ Caroline Lilian Marc || As an interior designer, Sean was always used to coming home and having to take a double take to make sure he walked into the right house. Yeah. His mother really liked to redecorate things a lot, and sometimes he'd come home to find his room was now in another room of the house or that the entire layout of the house had pretty much been switched around on him. But hey, at least she was home to help him with homework and stuff when he was a kid, right? Right.

♛ Scott Nathaniel Deschamp || As a food critic, Scott never spent much time at home. Always traveling to restaurants across the nation, and when he was home? Well he was always home after it was very far past little Sean's bed time. Food critics always go out to eat and all that. But it never really bothered Sean. After all, he'd always have some pretty fantastic left overs in the fridge, and with such an exotic range of food in his fridge? Well he got used to eating pretty much anything. Although Sean has never been a fan of kiwi's.

Sean grew up with the best of the Ridgeport kids. Nannies, private tutors, fancy private schools with uniforms all his life, private drivers, allowances that are larger than what some people make in a year. Or in other words, he lived the typical life of most Ridgeport kids. And unlike most other Ridgeport kids, Sean never craved mommy and daddy's attention. He was fine with being on his own, independence suited him.

And it's not like he was completely alone. Rich kids are never completely alone, they have staff that wait on them and listen to their commands. All that fun stuff. And that was always fun, yelling at the maid to bring him food and do his dirty work and order his toys and all that jazz. And as he got older? Well he started to become more and more independent, because the older you get...well the less you want some adult tailing you around to report back to your parents.


∞Biggest Fear:
Sean has always had a fear of flying. He hates it and refuses to fly anywhere. There's a reason why there are cars and boats. And yes, he'd rather drive somewhere than fly. It's not like he really has a reason for this fear...he just has it.
∞MEM:
Now Sean doesn't really stand out enough to have a lot of embarrassing moments, but there have been a few times in his life that were truly embarrassing. Like the time he went on a date with this one girl his freshman year, and he was so nervous that he actually was sweating through his shirt because he liked her that much. So naturally he went to the bathroom and took off his shirt to dry it in the hand dryer. But when he put it back on? It was inside out. Returning to the date, well his date naturally noticed and when she asked about it? He made up this lame excuse of how there had been a spider on his shirt and yeah....

Long story short, she told a friend and somehow the whole thing ended up on SOS and he's pretty sure there are still people at Ridgeport that think he's some weirdo who went to the bathroom and got naked or something in the stall.

∞Other:

∞Name: Annabelle Elena Lane
↳Nickname: She prefers Anna. Annabelle Lane? Sounds just a little too fairytale, don't you think?
∞Gender: Female
∞Age: 17

∞Occupation: Journalism more like blogging
∞Grade: Senior
∞Years of Attendance: Four

∞Appearance:
    
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∞Hair Color- Natural red, although some people have referred to it as a strawberry blonde. But she'll fight you if you try to accuse her of being a fake ginger.
∞Eye Color- A clear pale greenish hazel color.
∞Height- 5'4". Yeah...she's not exactly pleased about her height, but it could be worse. For now? Heels satisfy that urge to be tall.
∞Body Type- Petite, slender, but not very toned due to a lot of late night snacking.
∞Distinctive Markings- She might just have a birthmark somewhere...or maybe it's a tattoo. Who knows. SOS certainly doesn't, and she wants to keep it that way.
∞Faceclaim: Katherine McNamara


∞Personality:
Annabelle is an opportunist. She's always looking for opportunities and is quick to leap into them; wasting no time that could allow for someone else to slide in and steal that opportunity from her. Part of why she's so great at Varsity Quiz, because she's fast to answer questions, often times buzzing in before the question is even over and sort of taking a risk to see if she's right or not. She also doesn't mind being the center of attention; getting an award, Her essays being shown off as an example by teachers, even occasionally being on SOS isn't that bad. It's this part of her that often takes a seat of control when she has a little too much alcohol in her system. The part of her that inflates with confidence and thinks she's the greatest thing since sliced bread, the one that walks up to guys and flirts with that 'i know you want me' vibe. When alcohol gets involved Annabelle is all about new experiences about challenges and taking risks.

Annabelle thinks things through quickly but does not share her thought process with anyone else, and at times when it does surface, it’s subjective and irrational. Most of the time when Annabelle tries to explain her thought process to people they just end up confused because of the way she strings together connections. One thing is certain, she could never be a teacher. Explaining things is not really her strong suit. However, she does like to be prepared for things. She has filing cabinets full of flashcards, because yes, Annabelle is a flashcard person. The kind of person who sticks sticky notes to her mirror to remind her of things. Project due? Stick it on a sticky. Sticky notes are her greatest friend and she has quite the array of colors that she keeps on her person at all time. Yeah, most of the time?

Annabelle is an organized person who thrives on being a 'good girl'. She craves and demands respect, recognition, and to be liked. She has a friendly personality with just enough sass to draw people to her, a poison dart of smart-assery delivered with a smile. And sure, Anna is all for some light-hearted teasing, but she's got a bit of a temper. And things can get carried away easily, so just be cautious with how you proceed.

↳Biggest Strength:
↳ Anna likes to believe that she has an impressive memory. Of course, she exercises this memory the most in Varsity Quiz when she's racking her brain for jeopardy questions. And yes, Anna likes to watch jeopardy and who wants to be a millionaire and all of those other trivia based questions. Not wheel of fortune though, gosh she's awful at wheel of fortune. But yeah, Anna is a game show junkie. Go game shows.

↳Fatal Flaw:
↳ Alcohol. Completely shatters that reputation she works so hard to keep together, but she just can't help herself. Everyone drinks at parties and it's not fair that she can't too, so yeah she always starts with a 'just one drink' that quickly turns into a 'one more won't hurt' and the next thing she knows? She's completely smashed and she doesn't know where her panties are....or where she is for that matter. How did she end up in Brooklyn?


∞Family/History:
♛ Henry Marcus Lane || Six years ago Anna's parents got divorced and Annabelle officially became 'Anna'. Fairytales don't come true when your parents fall out of love with each other. Since then? Well her dad has his fancy New York Apartment, and her mom has that chateau in Italy. Henry has his work to keep him busy during the days, and pretty business partners, interns, flight attendants etc. to keep him busy during the nights. It's not like he doesn't care about Anna, he just doesn't feel a need to be all that present in her life. He does take action when he feels she's going off the rails though.

♚ Samantha Marie Lane || As an art dealer and collector, Samantha's work takes her to all sorts of galleries across the world. Her biggest role in Anna's life is usually the ten minute skype calls once a month and the occasional emails. Not exactly the role model to look up to. But why need a mom when you can have someone who sends you neat gifts from around the world and offers to have you come stay with her every summer...and then always cancels. Doesn't bother Anna that much. As far as Anna is concerned, her family ended six years ago.

Yeah, there isn't much to really know about Annabelle. As a kid? She was that dorky little fairytale girl that ran around in custom made princess dresses and wanted a knight to come save her from the tower one day. Then she got older and realized fairytales weren't real. She started blogging and somehow eventually found herself majoring in journalism at Ridgeport. She took up hobbies, things to occupy her time and keep her busy so that the silence at home isn't as ear-shattering. Yeah, Anna's almost always playing music in her house.

∞Biggest Fear:
Annabelle is afraid of the dark. Yeah, she knows. It's a loser kind of fear, but she can't help it. She's always been afraid of the dark, needed night lights in her room. And even now she still has a bright lights in her room when she's sleeping. Something about things that lurk in the dark just freaks her out. There's a reason horror movies never happen in the middle of the day. The dark is scary.

∞MEM:
    
Talk to anyone at Ridgeport and they probably have some sort of embarrassing story about an instance when Anna was drunk and did something stupid. SOS probably has it's own tag for stupid things Anna has done when she's drunk, anything from dancing on tables (minor) to assuming a police officer was actually a stripper cop and well...things went downhill rather rapidly from there.

But personally, Anna considers her most embarrassing moment to be one that happened last year. The morning after the infamous Anderson End of the Year Party. Not only was she doing the walk of shame from the Foster residence? But someone sent in a photo of it to SOS, the link found it's way to her father's email and long story short? While most everyone else at Ridgeport was going to the Hamptons or on fabulous summer vacations? Anna was spending her summer with a summer job at Coney Island of all places. Yeah...summer job and SOS post about her little tryst? So much more embarrassing than any other drunken adventure.

∞Other: Captain of the Varsity Quiz