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"Turn it up, I can still hear myself think."
"You can call me Al for short. Or Alex. Either way works for me."
[Age] 16
{Birthday} August 8th
[Occupation] Junior in High School
[Languages] Saracasm, witty humor, real talk, and English
[Appearance]
{Eyes} Hazel
{Hair} Brown
{Height} 5'4"
[Strengths]
• Bass Guitar
• Controlling her emotions usually
• Painting
• Drawing
• Being very understanding
• Solitaire
[Weaknesses]
○ Her Father
○ She does have depression and sometimes falls prone to it
○ The journal she writes in to vent
○ The fact she can't say she's upset very easily and she's ashamed of it more than anything
○ Puns
○ Bugs
[Personality]
For the most part she usually is a very happy girl that wants to just have fun with her friends. Of course, sometimes it's all fake because she can't actually get her mood up. She always has this depression that is always gnawing at her heart. The pain is always there and it burns a little worse with every breath. Of course, she can't really fake it when it gets too bad as she starts to show it on her face. That usually doesn't happen until it overflows, and recently it's been doing that a lot more. It usually hits even harder at night so she has a pretty hard time getting to sleep or doing anything at night. Which is why she is either up all night trying to get one stupid thing done that should only take her about a half an hour.
She is a very loud and outspoken person as well. If she has an opinion, she will fight for it, not wanting her opinion to go unnoticed, especially when it is something important. (Doesn't always work. She has this tendency to get ignored by a lot of people.) She loves to debate with people and finds it entertaining when people can argue like that but not get all butthurt about it. She will always fight for what she believes in and she doesn't care who you are. If you do something wrong or that isn't okay, she will tell you off right then and there and wait for you to come to your senses.
[History]
Al was born into the world without her father because he skipped out before she was even born. She grew up with only her mother and her family that lived in the town and that helped raise her. She still apparently had her father as he stopped by when she was a baby, but when she got to be a kid, he just stopped coming around.
The girl ended up growing up with not many friends, but she did keep a few close ones, the ones that she has been friends with forever, Mace Weston and Rosie McHenry. The three of them were inseparable through their whole lives, even though Mace was a year older. (They met because they live across the street from one another.
During middle school she ended up taking a liking to the bass guitar, which has got her to where she is today. Things started to get hard a she grew a liking to a guy named Lance, a boy who liked to tease her in a flirting way. He always strung her along and then broke her heart whenever he had the chance. Of course, she knew that this was happening, but she couldn't seem to get away. Even when she decided he was gone out of her life, he would always find a way to get into it, even if it was a roundabout way and destroy her. He found it fun.
Now in high school she is suffering with depression and the feeling of abandonment as her father keeps also toying with her by coming back into her life for a month and then going away like she was nothing.
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Right now, she is in a band with her best friend Mace who plays the guitar and they switch off as the lead singer. His girlfriend is the groopy who really doesn't know how to do anything with the instruments. So she just sits there and enjoys watching them.
[Likes]
✔ Longboarding
✔ Snowboarding
✔ Decks of cards, her favorite suit is Spade
✔ Painting
✔ Getting her clothing covered in paint drops
✔ Flannel shirts
[Dislikes]
✘ Being alone
✘ Bigots
✘ Rude people
✘ The dark
✘ People who aren't open minded and shut anything else out
✘ Bugs/spiders
[Family]
Mother: Cynthia Waterson
Best guy friend/basically brother: Mace Weston
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but when I wake up I can't remember anything about her."
Name: Luke Michael O'Hara
Nickname: none
Age: 17
Birthday: May Fifteenth
Appearance:

Eye Color: Peircing Blue
Hair Color: Dirty Blonde
Skin Tone: Slightly Tan
Height: 5’7 ft
Blood type: 0
Personality: Luke is shy when meeting new people at first and is normally quiet when he doesn't know anybody nervous around people he doesn't know. Once he gets past an awkward meeting he begins to show his true nature. Being the hardworking person he is he loves to work out in the fields of their farm and taking care of the many animals they have. He always loves to sit on his roof and look up at the stars since being out in the country you can see so many more stars than anybody can view in the city. Being from the south and everything Luke has a country accent at times. He also has a southern charm about him and treats everyone with respect just like his parents taught him. At times though when he gets angry it leads him to yell and become irrational, but once he calms down he always apologizes for being mean.
Likes: Animals, Farming, Astrology, Desserts, and Kids
Dislikes: Fighting, School, The City, Medication, and Heights
Strengths: Understanding, Energetic, Loyal, Hardworking, and Compassionate
Weakness: Hotheaded, Fouled Mouthed, Impulsive, Shy, and Oblivious

History: Born in the south on a farm he grew up playing in the dirt with rocks and sticks. Being the middle child of six he always helped his mother take care of his younger siblings. He comes from a very religious family always going to church on Sunday no matter what. He and his brothers learned all they can learn about farming and taking care of the chickens, cows, and horses from his father and mother since everyone had to help out with out the chores around the house. Being the tight knit family they always have each other's backs. Being the shy person he is, Luke never made many friends often being reserved around people. Now being in high school he doesn't know what he's going to do after high school and what's the future is in store for him.
Family:
Joseph O'Hara (49 years old) [Father]
Megan O'Hara(45 years old) [Mother]
Cooper O'Hara (21 years old) [Oldest Brother]
Easton O'Hara (19 years old) [2nd Older Brother]
Maria O'Hara (15 years old) [Younger Sister]
David O'Hara (10 years old) [Younger Brother]
Elizabeth O'Hara (6 years old) [Youngest Sister]





"Oh my gosh, you're new!" She said, grinning at him and sitting down at the table with him. "I'm adopting you, okay? you're with us now. We're your friend, alright?"

He didn't know how to respond to her since he couldn't say no esspically when she was smiling like that. He gulped rubbing the back of his neck nervously as his face began to best up a little. He wasn't used to talking to anyone esspecially pretty girls. "Ah, o-okay." He didn't understand what she meant by adopting him though since he already had a perfectly fine family.

Ro sat down next to her, leaning and looking at Luke, smiling at him and waving. "We got a cute one, too."
"You're taken, young lady." Mace said, rubbing her hair.


"Yeah, she still has trouble remembering it. She keeps asking me why I'm playing the guitar." Al sighed. "So don't worry about not knowing music, we just like people."
Mace sat down, leaning his back against Ro, smiling as he strummed out a tune on his guitar with his lucky pick with his favorite suit on it. He had a small smile on his face, even though a lot of people thought he was just the asshole with the guitar that was just too cocky for his own good. It wasn't cocky though, it was confidence.
Alexa on the other hand had all of the guys on her tail. They thought she was sexy, but weird. They would rather just hear her sing than actually talk and spread her opinion. They thought she had the voice of the angel, and the rack of one, too.... Since she was a rocker, too, they thought she was easy. Boy were they wrong. "So, what do you like to do, Luke?"

He was surprised by her sudden question, "Me? Um, I really like to work with my hands. I live on a farm so growing crops and raising animals are pretty fun to me." He ran a hand through his cow licked, messy hair adding, "I'm not a very intresting guy though."



She was beaming with joy, her eyes lighting up with excitement. She even let out a cute little giggle that sounded like an excited child on Christmas.
Ro looked over, "Uh oh, be careful or you might just be out a few baby chickens." She laughed, nudging Alexa who looked over at her with that mock glare.
She turned back to Luke though, ignoring Mace as he started to sing some little duck song they wrote when they were just five and had worked on it sense for fun. She looked at the food and blushed a bit, "Uh.... Are you sure? I mean, you won't be hungry?" She didn't eat usually, she forgot food was a thing and sometimes didn't eat at all. Some people called her anorexic, but she couldn't help it, she just didn't eat. That and she wasn't skinny enough to be that.

Luke couldn't believe she got so excited just thinking about petting the baby chickens. He could understand because they were just so dang cute half the time. It made him excited to have her over since most people would hate coming over to the farm, but Al seemed like she wouldn't mind. He left out a light laugh after hearing Ro's comment and seeing Alex's angry face. "Yeah, you can have it. I only need to eat half the sandwich." He handed the sandwich to her making sure their hands didn't touch since he always got nervous at the idea of a girl touching his hand. He then began to eat him own half watching Alexa.

Alex smiled at the thought of being able to play with a chick, then seeing Luke look happy about it made his day as well. She rubbed the back of her head, looking at the food and took it, not really noticing that he was making it so they didn't touch one another. She didn't mind of course, though, when she took the food and looked at it, she suddenly didn't have much of a stomach. She knew why it was that way, she had been going through too much recently. She forced herself to eat it though, it feeling as if the peanut butter was extra sticky and it staying in her mouth for a bit longer than usual. She finished it though, "Thank you."

Luke was glad to see her eat it without any second thoughts. He normally never shared his food, but since they were his new friends, he thought it was a good time to be friendly. He gave her a shy smile when she thanked him replying, "don't mention it, but if you don't have anything going on today. I can take you over to my house and you can play with our chicks as much as you like." He felt nervous after putting that all out there. It's not like he should expect much esspically since they had just met.

She looked up at him, raising an eyebrow with the thought of going over to his house so soon. She smiled a bit, "I actually don't have anything planned." she said, totally happy and excited to be able to go over to his house. "My mother might not let me though, she's a bit over protective. Who knows." She shrugged. "I'll check with her soon." She said, rubbing the back of her head with a cute smile on her face.

Luke face heated up saying, "Ah, yeah. You can come over whenever your mom will let you come over. I just thought I would offer." He sractched the back of his head embarressed. Of course she probally wouldn't get to come over today. Geez, he felt embarressed for saying that, but at lead she still wanted to come over to the farm. "Just let me know what your mom says then."

She nodded to him, happy to think that she might have a farm to be able to go to. She loved animals and thought it would be fun to grow up at a farm and raise the animals, to grow food, to pick it.... It just sounded perfect. She even slightly looked the part of a farm girl with the plaid she always wore with her tight skinny jeans. Though, her boots just screamed rocker. She was more of an alternative person though. She really sang anything as well.... She was a complicated individual with her music. "It sounds like a lot of fun, I can't wait to be able to go over and see them." She smirked.
"Al's got a boyfriend." Mace sang only to get smacked by both Al and Ro.

Luke smiled, "Yeah, me too." His face heated up in embarresment when Mace called him her new boyfriend. He had never had a girlfriend before and wouldn't she rather have a rockstar boyfriend. They also just met, but as far as he could tell she was a really nice person. It was obvious that his family was going to love a sweet girl like herself esspically her mom since she plays the guitar and loves meeting other musicians.





Mace looked over, "I just hope they don't play our version of 20 questions."
"If they played our version of 20 questions, I would worry what kind of screwed up stuff happened in their life." Al said back, laughing.
"Yeah.... Let's just hope you don't rub off on them, Al." Ro said, giggling.
Al turned back to see him looking at her, not saying anything though, not used to people looking at her in that way, she was used to people just glancing and losing interest.... So this was weird....




Ro smiled, "Hey, I have that class with you, so I'll take you to your next class." She said, grinning up at him, pointing at the one that she had with him.
Al looked down, pointing at the last class, "And I have this hour with you, so we can just leave after that." She looked at her other friends, "So get your hugs now since I won't be walking home with you."
The two of them nod, "Alright, I'll just take Ro home then." Mace said, putting his arm around his girlfriend.
"Don't make babies." Al said, laughing lightly.

((Sorry for being so short...))

They all nodded and got up together. Al shouldered her bag and took her guitar, winking at them. "I'm going to run to the music room and then to my class, so I'll go ahead of you guys." She waved to all of them, "Be good to Luke!" She turned and started walking out with a nice smile on her face.
Mace looked at Luke and smiled at him, giving him a thumbs up, "Alright, ready to go?" He asked, a huge smile on his face and he looked rather sweet.
Ro walked out with them, holding Mace's hand in hers with their fingers intertwined.



Al got to class, fixing her hair and looking at Luke, since she saw him right away. She gave him a huge smile and got into the seat next to him. "Hey there. How are you now you've gone through afternoon classes?" She leaned on the table in front of her and just looked at him. Of course, she wasn't in her normal seat.
A boy who looked very much like her type walked up and leaned on the desk, "You're in my seat Al, it's going to cost you."
"Oh? And what do I owe?" She asked, smirking at him.
"Well, maybe a date or kiss?" He offered.
She looked at him as if she was thinking and shook her head, "No. No. I don't date right now."
"Oh, but come on. I'll fix that broken heart."
"Lance. Go away."
"Why?"
"Now. Go. Away."

Luke was about to answer her with a smile when a guy walked over to her as leaned against the desk as if he owned it. He didn't like the vibe this guy he was giving of obviously being a total jerk and had no respect for women. He could let him talk to her in that way anymore finally saying in a stern tone, "I don't know who you think you are city slicker, but when someone asks you leave them alone. It's best if you just listen to them and let them be." He never been a fighter, but when it came to people like Lance who got under his skin, he wasn't just going to sit on the sidelines and say nothing.

Al closed her eyes as she heard Luke standing up for her, her mood stopping a lot. She hung her head, her hair covering her face.
Lance looked at him with a smirk, rolling his eyes, "Come on, we're good friends, I'm not doing anything mean. Right Al?" He asked, reaching forward and pushing hair from her face only to get his wrist slapped. She stood up quickly, slapping him straight across the face. "Get the f*ck away from me."
He narrowed his eyes at her, reaching at her wrists, only for her to wince when he touched them. She pulled her arms back, falling back and catching herself on Luke's shoulders. She hung her head, "Don't do anything." She whispered. "Fights on the first day is a bad idea.... Trust me." She said, patting his shoulder. "If he really bugs you, you can kick the shit out of him later." SHe winked, trying to be strong.



Dear Abby,
My name doesn't matter as well as my current wearabouts, the only thing that matters is the fact that I have more secrets that I can count. One is that I haven't really smiled for the past six months. Sure, I can fake it, I can laugh, but none are as strong as I used to be able to do. (Well, unless I'm with two perfect people who get me out of my funk) I'm not free anymore; I feel like Aladdin when Jafar had that guy throw him over the cliff into the ocean. People can notice at school when I look down and usually they're pretty nice. Even the people who I don't usually get along with even take time out of their totally toobliar day to ask if I'm alright. It's nice, since I know that even though they act like total jerks normally, they still have good in them. People in those cliche movies always say that they only ask to make themselves look good.
Sorry to break it to you, but people are usually good on the inside. More of the human race is actually good, even if they don't seem like it. The girl with the football player boyfriend that look as if their lives couldn't get easier? His parents are getting a divorce and they fight everynight. Her mother is actually an alcoholic and her father is a man whore. The girl who just yelled some rude things to her best friend and made her cry, that was because she had an emotional overload. The reason they're still friends? She said she was sorry and that she didn't mean it. Get the picture, we're all going through stuff. Even me. The girl who has the best guy friend in the world and just adores his girlfriend who is also my best friend. The girl who doesn't look like anything is wrong is actually falling apart piece by piece.
I'm alive, that's the important thing. I'm not planning on going anywhere soon if you're wondering, but one night can change fate forever. So who knows, maybe I won't write another letter to you, but just know that right now I'm doing okay, that I'm alive.
Al/Alex/Alexa is a 16 year old high school student with the heart of gold and has the smile that could scare away anyone's dark thoughts. The sad part is though, that that smile doesn't really shine all that much. It's mostly hidden inside her heart. Sometimes it claws itself out when she's around the two best people in the world, Mace/Macey Weston and Rosie/Roe McHenry.
Her hobbies include bass guitar, singing, drawing, painting, and taking spontanious photos that are good enough to be a professional's.
Personality includes sass and whitty humor. She is down to earth and very forgiving. She is very smart though she doesn't think it. She is a very nice person to have around, almost a perfect friend. Though, nothing is perfect. When you get into her head you get to see the dark and dirty stuff, the things she hides away and gets to her from time to time, though not all the time. Well, right now, it's happening more and more often.
She needs someone to reach out and pick her up, show her the light and bring her back to the real world.
That's where you come in.
Guy B is everything that she looked for. He has a great family who are supportive, even if they fight like every normal family does. They always stick together when it needs to go through though. Sure, this guy still has problems, but he is more walking on the light than anything. He is the shining sun that is the savior to our hidden diamond. He is the person that reaches out and the hand that she takes. This time she doesn't deeper into her hole of depression, but gets lifted up. They complement each other perfectly, and even though they fight, they know for a fact. "You're worth it."
Requirments:
-I would like a detailed roleplayer, paragraph or more. I would also enjoy having a detailed character sheet.
-Yeah, I'm the girl, since I named her and gave her personality and everything.
- I have a good feeling that this story will go really welll and that it'll be fun. We can add drama into it but this rp is supposed to be real. So there is good, there is bad. I want to have fun with this, so they can go out and have what any teenager would want.
- The guy, you, can be anything you want. Scientist? Doctor? Football player? Nerd? Computer Wiz? Artist? Musician? You get it. You can be whatever.