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( Profiles ) Flashover
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n. the moment a conversation becomes real and alive, which occurs when a spark of trust shorts out the delicate circuits you keep insulated under layers of irony, momentarily grounding the static emotional charge you’ve built up through decades of friction with the world.
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Stand on up and take a bow
There is something there and it's showing
There is no need to look around you're the best we got going
Shout out to the dreams you'll chase
Shout out to the hearts you'll break
Nothing is gonna stop you now
I guess you better be going
You'll never be far, I'm keeping you near, inside of my heart, you're here
Go on, It's got to be time, you're starting to shine cause what you've got is gold
I know you're gold
- Physical Stats:
- Height ;;
5'11" | 180 cm
Weight ;;
172 lbs | Lean muscle | Built well
Hair ;;
Silver | Eternally messy | Silky, though it's not like you'd ever find out
Eyes ;;
Indigo | Narrow | Unfriendly | Wary
Complexion ;;
Fair | Calloused hands | Tons of scars from fights
Distinguishing Features ;;
Always has a few band-aids slapped somewhere on him | Usually glowering at everyone | Intimidating aura | Multiple piercings in his left ear / Right ear pierced twice | Sharp canines | Wears a lot of rings | Painted black nails
- It won't take you long to get when you feel like your soaring
So write it all and don't forget, you gotta tell us your story: - Name:
Cloud Vervain
Nickname(s):
Give him some, and he'll knock you out (Unless you're Amari or Vlad)
Age:
18 years old
Gender:
Cis Male
Position:
Senior
Personality:
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Other:
-editing-
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There’s a war inside my head,
Sometimes I was that I was dead
I’m broken
So I call this therapist,
And she says, “Girl you can’t be fixed, just take this”
- Photo Album:
- Physical Stats:
- Height ;;
5’7” | 170 cm
Weight ;;
125 lbs | Underweight | Prominent collarbones and ribs
Hair ;;
Silver | Pink tips | Silky | Always in disarray thanks to his habit of messing with it
Eyes ;;
Vibrant aquamarine | Almond shaped | Sometimes gains a wild, deranged quality, which gives away when he’s completely gone | Normally friendly, yet giving off a feeling of distance
Complexion ;;
Pale as fuck | Burns really easily | Bruises and scars everywhere inflicted by himself
Distinguishing Features ;;
Intricate tattoo of an eye on his left bicep | His hair and eyes | Leather choker | Always wearing the same black oversized hoodie | He’s usually smiling, whether he’s lost it or he’s still somewhat in control
- And I don't need your quick fix
I don't want your prescriptions
Just cause you say I'm crazy: - Name:
Seth Moretti
Nickname(s):
He honestly doesn't care what you call him
Age:
16 years old | Turning 17 rather soon
Gender:
Cis Male
Position:
Sophomore
Personality:
> Plagued constantly by violent intrusive thoughts and sometimes he just can’t help but act on them because his impulse control is shit. He’s working on it desperately because he’s terrified of hurting anyone he loves.
> Used to be really innocent and naive until he got seriously fucked up. Being bipolar doesn’t mean you’re insane, but he’s been told it does enough for him to believe it.
> Genuine cinnamon roll tainted with darkness. He’s got way too much darkness in him to be completely pure.
> Well-meaning and gets attached really easily. Loyal and loves all of his family so, so much.
> Has really bad social anxiety and feels like an outcast 99% percent of the time that he’s not with Rogan and hiding behind him.
> Hates himself for loving Rogan. Also hates himself in general. Like he absolutely loathes himself for being the way he is. He teeters on the brink of giving up at living every day just because he can’t find a meaning in his pitiful existence.
> Expert liar. He’s been keeping secrets for far too long to be a shit liar. He could lie to your face with a carefree smile without a problem. The only way to tell if he’s lying is if you’re Selene or Rogan (or Annie because he knows everything about his children).
> Secretive with high, high walls that take forever to breach.
> He just wants to be sane that’s all he wants. He just wants to get better and not be plagued by nightmares and wake up screaming and sobbing in Ro’s arms.
> Possessive as FUCK PLEASE GOD DON’T GO NEAR ROGAN OR SELENE PLEASE GOD. HE DOESN’T WANT TO HAVE TO BRUTALLY MAIM YOU!!!
> Cares more for other people than himself like 10000%. He has very, very low self-worth and couldn’t take care of himself properly if offered the world.
Other:
> Formally diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder at age 13. He’s been on medicine for it ever since, but can’t seem to find one that quiets all of the toxic parts of him.
> Attends therapy every Saturday for two years now. Sees a Psychiatrist once every other week.
> Likes cleaning and keeping things neat. He’s already got enough chaos and disarray in his life and mind as it is.
> Used to self-harm and is just barely recovered. He sometimes relapses and brings out the knife he keeps hidden in the bottom drawer of his nightstand.
> Runs his hands through his hair and plays with it when nervous or agitated. Also messes with his fingers when he’s like that.
> Likes gardening and taking care of plants. It gives him a sense of purpose to have something to care for that relies on him to live properly.
> Really, really loves storms and rain. He’s fascinated with lightning and rain. Perhaps because it conveys his feelings more efficiently than he ever could himself.
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The house was awake
With shadows and monsters
The hallways they echoed and groaned
I sat alone, in bed 'til the morning
I'm crying, "They're coming for me"
And I tried to hold these secrets inside me
My mind's like a deadly disease
- Photo Album:
- Physical Stats:
- Height-
5’10” | 177 cm
Weight-
139 lbs | Slim with lean muscle
Hair-
Pitch black | Surprisingly soft
Eyes-
Steel grey | Almond shaped | Attentive
Complexion-
Pale | Scars hidden underneath his clothing | Cold to the touch
Distinguishing Features-
Forehead tattoo | Calculating look in his eyes | Always has a book on him | Deceptive smile | Large earrings
- And I've grown familiar
With villains that live in my head
They beg me to write them
So I'll never die when I'm dead: - Name:
Cyphre Ferre
Nickname(s):
Cy** | Anything Blaze wants to call him
Age:
19 years old
Gender:
Cis Male
Position:
Senior
Personality:
Aɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅs ᴄʀɪᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ,
"Pʟᴇᴀsᴇ sᴛᴏᴘ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴄᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ"
I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴛʜɪs ᴀᴡғᴜʟ ᴇɴᴇʀɢʏ
There’s always that one person that everyone has in their life--the one that smiles and talks like nothing is wrong at all so that you’re none the wiser when they go home and break down--and that person is Cyphre. He’s that guy that you can insult to his face, and he’ll just shrug and continue about his day. He’ll act like it doesn’t bother him. He’ll act like your words don’t mean anything. In reality, he’s forcing himself to keep putting one foot in front of the other so that you don’t see him shatter. So that you don’t see the red rimming his eyes as he forces the tears back. So that you don’t see him finally fall to the ground and give into the painful sobs that wrack his body.
Really, though, he knows he shouldn’t be bothered by cruel words and insults--they’re all true anyways.
Self-loathing doesn’t even begin to describe him. He’s his own worst enemy and fear. Criticizing every little thing he does is his favorite pastime. The only person he’ll ever judge is himself. His internal monologue is a barrage of clipped self-directed insults and cynicism. He holds a very dark and pessimistic view on life. It hasn’t been kind to him, so what’s the point of trying to see the light in the dark? It’s useless, he thinks. It’s not there. The light is nowhere so be found, and he’s not going to waste the energy that finding it would take. And, really, he doesn’t think it ever existed in the first place for him.
He’s very wary and suspicious of everyone’s motives until he gets to know them well, which isn’t something he normally does. Because of this, he has perfected the art of keeping secrets while appearing to be an open book. He’ll easily tell people little things that don’t matter at all but seem like they do, and then keep the important things to himself. Letting on how vulnerable he really is deep down isn’t something he fancies doing. You could say that he lives by the phrase, “Never let them see you cry.”
Additionally, very good with words. He doesn’t beat around the bush, but he’s not exactly blunt; he’s somewhere in between. He’ll say what he wants to, but in a smooth enough way that it doesn’t really register as something upsetting until after he’s already gone. Mildly antagonistic, he likes to see people befuddled or upset because of him. He’ll purposely go out of his way to cause some chaos just to watch it all play out before him.
Surprisingly protective, though only of the few people he’s actually built up an attachment to. He can’t stand to hear anyone tear down someone he cares for. He’s well used to the harsh, cutting words, but draws the line at his friends. He doesn’t care about himself at all, but you do not touch or speak badly of his loved ones. That is unless you actually want your eyes gouged out and your mouth sewn shut.
There’s also the little issue of him being just a bit too (read: ridiculously) possessive. He’s really not that violent, honestly, but there’s just something about his loved ones that sets him off. He’ll brutally murder someone just to keep a loved one by his side. That’s only if they want to be by his side, though. He won’t keep you with him if he thinks you want to leave. He won’t even be surprised, actually. But for as long as you are beside him, you’re his and his alone. He won’t tolerate other people trying to take you away from me. Call him selfish (go ahead and do it, it’s not like it’s untrue), but he refuses to let anyone be taken from him by someone else. He can’t stand the idea of losing someone that actually makes him feel wanted.
Deceptive and elusive, he’ll spin a pretty little tale of lies for you to get caught up in and then disappear from your life entirely.
And the whole time, you’ll never know who he really is.
You’ll just see that smile and pleasant demeanor.
You’ll never notice the excruciating pain behind it.
Aɴᴅ I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ
I ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ
Other:
-Knows how to do all sorts of dances. His favorite is ballroom dancing, though.
-He really, really hates his scars. He believes they betray how ugly he really is both inside and out, and will freeze up if they’re seen by anyone other than himself.
-He’s always cold, which gives him a reason to layer clothing so that his blemishes are hidden away from sight.
-Loves books and owns enough to fill a library. You can always tell where he’s been because there’ll be tons of books taken off of the shelves and stacked up.
-He has a pet cat named that he named Raze after Riana and Blaze. He's a very large, fat cat and Cy loves him dearly.
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height . Leggy at 5'7" [170 cm]. weight . 119 lbs [54 kg]. Severely underweight. Worryingly prominent collarbones. hair . Raven-black. Silky and long. Sideswept bangs. Her hair is the one thing that she always remembers to take good care of. eyes . Crystal blue eyes, naturally round but usually half-lidded in skepticism. Long lashes and thin eyebrows. Constant dark circles underneath them from lack of sleep. complexion . Deathly pale. distinguishing features . Sharp, angular bone structure. Jagged scars on her wrists.
she’d rather you just use her full name instead of the last two.
sarcastic, contemptuous way of speaking that leaves you with a bitter taste in the back of your mouth after you have a conversation with her. On good days, she tamps the derision and unpleasantness down somewhat, so even if you don't enjoy talking with her, at least it's not outright terrible. However, on bad days? Good luck to you. Acerbic and caustic and every other terrible thing in between, she'll positively tear you and your self-esteem to shreds. [✱] Blessed with a quick wit and a sharp tongue, you'll usually find her on the winning side of a verbal altercation. It's a rare day when she's off her game and you're lucky enough to land a hit. [✱] Noticeably condescending and treats everyone like they're children, young and naïve and inexperienced and foolish. She doesn't exactly act like you're lower than she is, or treat you like scum on the bottom of her shoe, but she definitely does act like you don't know what you're doing. She sometimes uses saccharine pet names just to drive this point home. [✱] She's fairly antisocial and has a hard time connecting with people, even if it's just on a superficial level. She's that one kid in your second grade class that never shows up to birthday parties when she's invited, so people gradually stop inviting her altogether. You'll have a hard time trying to get through to her, because she sure as hell isn't going to make it easy for you. [✱] Hates the feeling of loud or crowded social situations, as well as small or enclosed spaces. Both make her feel trapped, and you'll notice her getting agitated, lashing out at people who aren't doing anything and scratching at the scabbed cuts on her forearms until they bleed. [✱] She has trust issues a mile wide. She has a hard time opening up to people and letting them in, because she hates feeling vulnerable and exposed and there's a voice that's telling her she can't trust you, you'll use her and then leave her just like — just like — [✱] And there will be days where, even if by some stroke of a miracle you manage to get her to consider you a friend and you manage to get her to trust you, she all of a sudden closes off and treats you like a stranger, no differently than she treats anyone else. This is when her insecurities and her paranoia and her self-loathing get too much for her to handle, and even though she's pushing you away like she hasn't pushed you away for a long time, this is when she needs you the most. [✱] Loyal, definitely. If she loves you and cares for you, then she'll follow you to the ends of the earth if you ask her to — but beware. If you break her trust, there's no way you're earning it back. She's not letting you in again just for you to hurt her again, she's not stupid. From that point forward, you're an enemy, not a friend. [✱] Oh boy can she hold a grudge. She won't ever forget anyone who's wronged her, and though she's not big on the whole revenge game, she'll definitely play it if you hurt her badly enough. [✱] Underneath her veneer of calm and control, she's frankly just a mess. She's a badly stitched together patchwork of anxiety and self-hatred and repressed emotions and loneliness and heaven knows what else is lurking underneath her skin. She hurts so badly inside, all the time, and despite knowing that what she needs is a healthy outlet, she doesn't try and find one. Self-harm is her outlet and if she doesn't cut then everything inside will eventually explode and there'll be nothing left. [✱] She likes to think that she's independent, that by pushing everyone else away and dealing with her problems herself (no matter how unhealthy her coping methods are), she's proving herself to be strong. But what she refuses to see is that it's destroying her — but what does it matter, when her pride is one of the few things that she can hope to salvage?
- Really would prefer it if you didn't touch her. She’s gotten better at reacting to skin- on-skin contact, but she’s still a long ways off from being comfortable with touching. - Also has gotten better with panic attacks in triggering situations, but without Cloud or her brother, she feels more vulnerable and anxious than normal. - Carries a pocketknife with her at any and all times. - Hasn’t had a good night’s sleep in a while; she suffers from chronic insomnia. - Terrible eating habits like she barely eats and when she does, she has a hard time keeping it down. - Hasn’t touched alcohol since the incident and refuses to let Vladilen near it either. - Fond of biter sweets and will probably murder you over dark chocolate. - Adores astronomy and the night sky. |
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height . 5'10 1/2" [179 cm] and severely begrudges the half an inch Cloud has on him. weight . 169 lbs [77 kg]. Extremely well-toned muscle. hair . Naturally black, although he went through a yearlong phase when he was fifteen where he dyed it navy blue. Always a bird’s nest, and when he’s agitated he runs his fingers through it and messes it up even worse. eyes . Cobalt, narrow and long-lashed and wary. A surprisingly pretty color. complexion . Olive and lightly tanned from all the time he spends outside. Scars and bruises are far from uncommon, yet his skin is still surprisingly smooth and cool to the touch. Blushes show up starkly against his complexion, something he very much hates. distinguishing features . Dresses like he threw on the first thing he could find, which is probably what he did. It’s unfortunately a regular occurrence to see him walking late into his first period class with a busted lip and bloody knuckles. Constantly wears a silver chain with a thin, tag-like pendant on it.
other than Vladilen and don’t know him well, he’ll either not respond or tell you, in no uncertain terms, to fuck off.
back a year, considering how many disciplinary issues he has and how often he skips his classes.
to jump to conclusions. In nine situations out of ten, his way of defending his dignity is through physical means. If he happens to hear a floating piece of gossip that says something negative about either him or the one (maybe grudgingly two) people he cares about, he will find the source and he will punch their lights out. He’s not the type of person to take something lying down, not when he’s spent the first decade of his life letting things go and waiting for them to blow over. He’s been a doormat for too disgustingly long to ever go back to his old habits. Someone you might call a lone wolf, Vlad doesn’t work well in groups and has a hard time cooperating. His first instinct is to rebel against authority figures, and he doesn’t take well to people telling him what to do. His pride plays a part in this as well; he’s perfectly capable on his own, he doesn’t need anyone’s help. Emotionally distant and solitary, you’d be hard-pressed to get him to call you a friend, and it doesn’t help at all that he’s the type of stubborn that refuses to lose an argument. He would try and walk on two broken legs if someone weren’t there to stop him. So, so protective. People he cares about are few and far in between, so it only makes sense that he’d be that much more protective over them. Despite being more than a little awkward in emotional matters, he’s going to try his goddamn best to give you the support you need, and he’s a surprisingly good listener if you need to talk. Not only that, but he’s an extremely honest person (sometimes uncomfortably blunt and a tad tactless though), so you can trust him to tell you the truth no matter the situation. Even when he’s caring about you, he’s going to do it in an extremely rough, aggressive manner; if he’s patching you up because you got hurt, he’s going to be half-tempted to hit you with the first-aid kit, and while he’s cleaning out your wounds with iodine and slapping bandages onto you he’s going to be muttering darkly under his breath, things like “You never take care of yourself, you idiot” or “One day you’re going to bleed out in the street because you can’t watch out for yourself, moron” — and you’re going to be thinking that he’s overreacting, just a little, because you literally fell and scraped your knee. But he can’t help but worry, over-worry, because already once before he’s failed in protecting someone he cared for, and he can’t le that happen again. He can’t. He can be an inadequate student, an inadequate son, but he refuses to be an inadequate friend. He’s scared, because today it’s a skinned knee but tomorrow it could be a bullet and he just wants to keep everyone he loves safe but he can’t. Despite all his bravado, Vladilen is painfully human, and he’s terrible aware of that. Insecurities hide beneath his veneer of prideful independence, because he’s not strong enough to have protected his older sister and what kind of brother isn’t there when his sister needs him most? That’s why he competes in underground fighting rings; the victory is nice, sure, and the money is an added bonus, but at the end of the day, what’s a better way to get stronger than to throw himself at the most threatening people the underground has to offer? There are probably safer, healthier alternatives, sure, but those alternatives are also less successful.
his older sister, knows about. It’s something he’d very much prefer to keep a secret. - He and Rogan Moretti are wary of each other, even while in school, because they’ve been matched against each other twice now. Vlad has won both times, but the second time just barely. - He doesn’t own a car but he drives a motorcycle, which is cool but sucks in winter. - His sister is like 90% of his impulse control, and even with her around he’s still rash and alarmingly impetuous. - Has some sort of rivalry going on with Cloud Vervain, and everyone has learned by now to evacuate when the two of them are in a ten-foot radius of each other. |
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