i spent to much time on these oc's to not save their forms even though the roleplay died before it even came alive. rip them and rip me.

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{ name }

Juliet
Angelina
Prince

{ age }

seventeen

{ grade }

senior

{ gender }

female

{ sexuality }

bisexual

{ face claim }

thalia bree

{ her story }

"...for never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo..."

juliet's story is a tragic one the will tug on the strings of even the coldest hearts. once upon a time, a young maiden fell in love. it was a romance for the history books. juliet was a giggly, rebellious, and free spirit and miguel was her knight in shining armor, her romeo. they were happy, popular and adorable. before everything that happened, juliet was a cute little party girl who didn't focus on much else besides having fun and being happy. seems pretty simple and happy, right? it was, but it was also what caused juliet to be incredibly irresponsible. this is where her sins and deepest regrets start forming. it was one night. one night that juliet had hoped would be magical and exciting and well, legendary. and it was... for a moment. allow me to explain. it was late that night when juliet showed up at her boyfriend of eight month's house with a bottle of tequila. don't ask how she got it... just assume she didn't use very legal methods. long story short, one shot lead to another and they were having the time of their lives, both completely wasted. then juliet kept going on and on about how much she wanted a slurpee from 7-11, so miguel decided (very drunkenly) that it would be a wonderful idea to drive to get one. long story short, it wasn't a fantastic idea. it was a terrible one. the two young lovers got in an accident. miguel was killed on impact and juliet was only scraped and bruised. it was devastating.

"... it seems to me, that love could be labeled poison and we'd drink it anyways..."

the aftermath of the accident was... horrible. juliet was an inconsolable, guilty mess. miguel's family, who thought even before the accident that juliet was a bad influence on miguel, were furious, mourning, and judgemental. the whole thing was a mess. there was no way of moving on and healing it seemed like. well... juliet's parents weren't the most helpful people ever either. instead of trying to help their daughter, the sent her away. yep, for the summer before her senior year, juliet was sent away to "her aunt's farm in connecticut" aka a rehab center her parents paid for.

then suddenly, at the start of senior year, juliet was back... and she was... the same? when juliet finally arrived back in her home town, she acted like nothing had happened. she kept all her emotions, and her feelings on the inside. she didn't really let anyone in. juliet had always been one of the 'populars' so she went right back to being popular. when she's around other people, she's slightly more quiet but she still smiles and laughs from time to time. every now and then she'll show up at a party (never touching a drop of liquor) and greet everyone. she still seems bubbly and happy. the girl threw herself into school work as well, with all her ap classes and crap. it's almost like she was trying to distract herself with socializing and school...

and that's of course because she was. she desperately needed a distraction, because on the inside she was slowly dying it felt like. even though juliet closed herself off and acted happy and cute when she was around other people, she was certainly still a mess on the inside. one thing is obvious, the girl blames herself for miguel's death. the rehabilitation center didn't do much besides scare her the fuck away from alcohol and close her off even more. so yes, this darling girl is broken and fake, but maybe, just maybe, the right person can come and help her, maybe start to bring back the girl who was loads of irresponsible fun and giggles. or maybe she just needs someone to be broken along with her...

{ likes }

though the story above makes juliet seem to be all doom and gloom, even the most broken of people have things that can sometimes manage to make them smile or give them a bit of relief from their issues. without further ado, here are juliet's non-angsty likes -

x deep shades of purple
x potato chips
x reading
x classic novels
x shakespeare (irony intended)
x netflix
x vanilla
x gingerbread cookies (she makes them year round)
x basketball (this girl's got mad game)
x sunny days
x the smell of fresh cut grass
x seeing movies in theaters
x fuzzy socks
x warm blankets
x skittles
x soccer
x freedom
x anything adorable with fur
x comedies (on Netflix, obvi)
x driving (well, she used to...)
x history and historical fiction
x algebra
x coffee

{ dislikes }

some of these will be more intense than others as obviously her accident has affected all aspects of the young girl's life...

x alcohol (she had drank a drop since the accident)
x flowers (they remind her of the grave yard)
x people who ask too many questions
x rain
x large bodies of water
x sandwiches
x soda
x romance novels
x football
x ducks
x sugar cookies
x the color black
x white roses (@ president snow )
x lately she hasn't been a fan of any type of deep conversation
x the killer that's out on the loose
x pop tarts

{ backstory }

though you've heard much about juliet's life during and post-accident, not much has been said about before. juliet grew up in the tiny sleepy town, and well... she was loaded. her parents made big bucks and juliet and her family never had to worry about money. she was definitely spoiled. her parents were (and still are) james and gloriana prince. james was the son of a wealthy business man who inherited his company and expanded to become even more rich, and gloriana is what some people at first look would assume to me a trophy wife (juliet has to get her looks from somewhere), but in reality gloriana is a kick ass lawyer who doesn't take shit from anybody. juliet also has an older brother, alexander prince. he was sort of the stud of the family, currently he's off at harvard or yale or something ivy-leaguing it up. growing up with this family was an interesting childhood. juliet was always given lots of the freedom which she held so dearly. she was never held to very high standards, so she just focused on enjoying her freedom. she was a bit of a rebellious, wild child, but not quite to extremes. her family was a fairly clique-ish bunch, juliet was closer to her father (the favoritism was real) and alexander was closer to their mother. it's a simple backstory (not so humble though), but it was a happy one, of course until 'the accident' and then... our story begins.

{ other }

x juliet's birthday is april fools
x she hates surprises
x she still has a childhood teddy bear
x juliet absolutely hates juliet from romeo and juliet... it's the only work of shakespeare's that she hates
x juliet is a nail art wiz
x she has a golden retriever name Roxanne aka Roxie
x she may be super angsty, but the fun girl is still in there buried deep, deep inside
x i'm sneakily adding this weeks later: juliet has a sick tattoo behind her ear because tattoos are awesome

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{ name }
Jack
Nathaniel
Crouder

{ age }

eighteen

{grade }

senior

{ gender }

male

{ sexuality }

heterosexual

{ face claim }

darin blaine wilkens

{ his story }

"... as my story came to a close I realized I was the villain all along..."

jack is the villain of his story. there's absolutely no debating that. his sin was wicked, cruel, and well... gross. to give context, let's start from freshman year, where all the makings of his sin began. so, freshman year was pretty good to jack. he had friends, he was a starting wide receiver on the football team, lots of girls liked him. life was good and he wasn't a terrible person (yet). that was the year before everything happened, while he was still friends with your oc. but of course, things don't always remain happy-go-lucky all the time. things changed. high school started to slightly corrupt the boy who already had a slight arrogance problem. come sophomore year, jack was a full blown player/manwhore/fuck boy. he sorta ditched all his old nice friends and primarily hung out with the douchey football players that were all like him. it was annoying and he left a few girls with broken hearts, but it was just high school stupidity... of course, it got out of hand. somehow this idiot and jerk convinced a girl he had been sleeping with to make a sex tape with him. which was a horrible idea. they did it anyway because they were young and dumb. time passed, it seemed the whole matter had blown over. it's all good right? of course not! something has to go wrong. about two weeks after the infamous sex taping, jack was walking along in the hallways and he saw one of the football guys making out with the same girl he fucked. it wasn't a huge deal since they weren't in anything close to a relationship, but it still made him mad. anyway, he brushed it off... for the time being. later that week he was at a party that week, pretty wasted, and he got in a petty fight with the guy who made out with his 'friend with benefits'. the fight almost got violent, but some of the more sober guys at the parties broke it up. jack was still pissed though. he couldn't let things be. he had to get back at this dude. so what did he do you ask? he came up with the worst idea ever and posted the sex tape just because of a petty fight. yep. terrible. jack didn't care and had no clue about what all this would cause, but oh it caused trouble...

"... and like the moon, he had a side of him so dark, that even the stars couldn't shine on it; he had a side of him so cold, that even the sun couldn't burn on it..."

the day after the posting, all hell broke loose. the world was ending and jack was in a shit ton of trouble. the girl featured in the tape was humiliated and ridiculed so badly that her family made arrangements to move within the week. yet surprisingly, not much happened to jack. he got a few pats on the back, a few high fives, everyone thought what he did was ok for him but terrible for the girl? the only consequences jack got were a suspension and a whole load of guilt about ruining that girl's high school years. the boy will always remember the look on her face and the tears streaming down her cheeks the one time he saw her after the posting. it ripped his cold heart in half. the guilt weighed heavy on him.

the aftermath of this wasn't as bad for jack as it was for the girl, but it still affected his whole life. 1) his family was disgusted by him (which he deserved), 2) all the teachers and adults at his school hated him (rightfully so), and 3) he was constantly filled with guilt and regret. boohoo for him, but he wasn't the victim, he was the villain. that was something that jack had to come to terms with. he had been a terrible person and he had fucked up. how had he strayed so far from the nice guy he once had been? how was everything so clear now? why couldn't he have realized how badly he was staying from everything right before it was too late? all these questions plagued jack. they haunted him.

of course, life has to move on eventually. it's been a few years, and since then jack has kept a low profile. he's quiet, slightly lonely, but he's surviving. he still plays football, but he isn't hanging with the football players or popular crowd anymore. he isolated himself. he's still got a terrible reputation. no girl in their right mind would come within a hundred feet of him. he's learned to accept it. the boy has taken to reading and writing. he's alive. he missed what it was like to have close friends, but he realizes that everything was his own fault. he didn't like who he had became and what it lead him to. jack didn't trust himself to not be that person again. he had to lock himself away within his own mind. rather dramatic, right? that's good ol' angsty jack for you.

{ likes }

even though jack is labeled as a fuck boy and he's isolated himself, every human has things they like even when they're at their darkest place. here are jack's...

x poetry
x writing/ journaling
x rainy days
x football
x running
x soccer
x cats
x fruit
x coding
x the smell of lavender
x the color forest green
x mexican food
x netflix
x jacuzzis
x baseball caps
x taking on the phone
x biking
x photography
x video games (he's a nerd tbh)
x sunglasses
x chocolate
x fruit loops
x koalas
x sleep

{ dislikes }

x small talk
x hot weather
x the color yellow
x horses
x fish
x fake flowers
x guys like how he used to be
x gossip
x having to mess with his hair
x mornings
x insomnia
x reminiscing on the past
x having to think about clothing
x hard to understand books (screw old English)
x the Spanish language (he failed the class the first time he took it)
x rules
x super sour candy

{ backstory }

jack had rather humble origins. both his parents were dentists (shout out to the hp reference) who lived simple lives. his mother's name was janet and his father's elijah. they were happy and in love, so they had jack. two years after jack, janet gave birth to zoe and alice, jack's little twin sisters. the family lead a quiet and happy life. there's not much to tell here. up until jack made his mistake, they were happy and close. then it all started freshman year when jack distanced himself from his family. then, well, you know. after jack did what he did, his family was ashamed and furious with him. his parents were disappointed and his sisters were disgusted. it's been two years, so things have cooled down, but that doesn't mean they've gone back to normal. nowadays jack's family isn't against him, but they're not close. it seems his one mistake fractured every part of his life. he'll have to wait and see if there's any chance of redemption.

{ other }

x jack works out way too much
x he's literally the most angsty person you'll ever meet
x his sense of humor is way too sarcastic
x he loves the smell of cigars
x his family has three cats, all adorable and fat
x he lives in one of those cute picket fence houses
x he's secretly obsessed with how adorable koalas are
x underneath all the angst and regret, the good and lovable guy he once was is probably still there

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