New Airfield, Colorado is a small town located in the west. It has a population of roughly 6,700 and has always been somewhat of a conservative town. The town was pretty close knit and it was one of those towns that people never left. It was often the case that people would leave, whether it was for college or a career and then returned to find that they were judged and looked down upon.

This follows a few close knit people go through many problems, with arguments, loves, losses and all that jazz. Just create a small character profile with name, age, a non-anime picture, and small biography. I need parents, friends, siblings, and even people who just moved in.

Mine:
Name: Jackson Odakota Vegas
Nickname: Dakota, Koty, Jack
Age: 16
Appearance: Dakota
History: Dakota was born an hour after his twin brother, Jason. They were closer than anyone could imagine. Dakota gave his brother the affection he could never give their uptight, overprotective parents. The only fight they had ended up with Jason storming out of the house and getting run over by a car. The only witness was Jason's boyfriend Ali, a good friend of Dakota's. He was with his brother until his final breath, and did the eulogy at his funeral. He's been so depressed since that he doesn't leave his room and his mother had to call old friends to help get him out. He's lost his voice for not using it.

Name: Alistair Costello Wilson
Nickname: Ali, Star
Age: 17
Appearance:
History: Ali is a very close friend of Dakota's and he was especially close to his brother Jason, who was his boyfriend. He spent Jason's last moment holding his hand along with holding Dakota close to him as Jason grew weaker and finally left. He tried to comfort Dakota at the time of his brother's death but he seemed to detatch himself from everyone else even the ones who were trying to cheer him up. He's recently stayed away from the house but is planning on visiting Dakota to at least try to cheer him up a little.

Has just has this Tatoo done in memory of Jason.

Dakota sat on his bed, a small pocket knife laying on his black comforter. He pulled up the sleeve of his navy blue crew neck, smal deep cuts embedded in his arm. He added a few more, watching the blood dribble down his arm. Dakota let his tears fall freely, remembering the fight that led to killing his brother. The onyl thing that made him feel a little bit better is that his brother's in heaven, safe from the pain of Dakota's world. His phone last blasting "If You Can't Hang", Jason's favorite song, and he checked it. He then ignored, not in the mood to talk to his ex-boyfriend Coby. He was the reason Dakota and Jason fought.

Dakota had gotten piercings at the party the night before, and few with more than a few bruises from Boyfriend Extraordinare. Jason knew his brother was too good for Coby, but Dakota wouldn't listen. To respect his brother, he broke up with Coby. And now Coby was trying to guilt Dakota back into dating him.

He heard a knock at the door, and knew it was his mother. "Baby, please come out." She pleaded, her voice more desperate than ever. He ignored her until she left. He had a chair barracading the door anyways. He fiddled with his locket, a golden heart with his and Jason's initals. Jason was buried with his locket. He knew friends came by every day, but he never answered. He cut a few more deep, small cuts and then hid it under his pillow and laid on his bed.

Olivia Turner Vegas sighed, returning to fold the laundry. He hadn't left his room much since Jason's death, and Olivia considered forcing him out of his room all the time until he was better. He only came out for one meal, two antidepressants, and one sleeping pill. He'd been missing his antidepressants lately, but she wasn't allowed him to get his sleeping pill without taking the other medicine. Her husband kept on getting angrier and angrier as each daypassed. Dakota was always the more athletic one, and Olivia assumed he just missed play hockey or baseball with his son. She had pictures of him in his uniforms with state trophies and regionals. She worried her happy, sport-loving son was gone. His other half certainly was.

Ali walked slowly down the street, a place where he hadn't even thought about going down for at least a month. The Vegas household wan't that far away now, he could see Dakota's bedroom from where he was walking curtains closed even though the weather was a nice warm heat. Turning of his phone catching a glimpse of him and Jason on their 2 year anniversary they wen't down to Florida for a day and spent most of the day on the beach, watching the boats come and go feeling the rolling surf wash their footprints away.

Smiling at the picture he walked up to the front door and knocked "Mrs Vegas, It's Alistair can i see Dakota?" He called through the door. Being the polite person he was he never called Dakota's mom by her first name it was always Mrs Vegas. Plus Ali's mom knew Dakota's mom from way before Ali was born and it was only when the Vegas family moved down the road was the first time that Ali, Dakota and Jason met.

(I'm goin' to godmod a little just to get Ali at Dakota's room. Hope this doesn't have too much starting drama.)

Olivia smiled at Ali, the son of one of her best friend. "Now Ali, you know you can call me Olivia." Olivia smiled, welcoming the boy in. Ali was like a son to her, and unlike her husband. she accepted her boys for playing on the same team. "You know where his room is. Please, for my sake, get my boy back." She pleaded, wiping a tear from her eye. She watched the teenager head up to her son's bedroom, praying that he could somehow get that bright smile back on Dakota's face, where it belong.

Dakota heard the knock at the door, and looked out his window to see Ali walking into his house. He knew Ali would be the only one that would know how he felt. He was as close to Jason as Dakota was. He removed the chair from the doorway, but sat on it himself. He couldn't bear to see Ali. He got up and grabbed his pocketknife before sitting on the door again.

He pulled up his sleeve, the small cuts mocking him. He slit both of his wrists, dark red blood dripping out onto the floor. "Dammit." He shuddered, his wrists thudding to the floor. He breathed shallowly, hoping it would be the last time he would have to.

Ali placed his hand on the door handle, his mind quickly going over what he could do or say to make Dakota feel better. Perhaps doing something for him? But his train of thought was brought crashing down to earth when he heard a dull thud from the room behind the door. Without hesitating he rushed through the door, expecting to see a rope at first but his hazel eyes fell on Dakota's body. "Dakota!" He cried out dropping to his knees and ripped two large strips off the first thing that he could think of which was the bottom of his shirt " Your making me ruin my favourite shirt Koty, you owe me a new one" Tying the peices of torn fabric around Dakota's wrist. He picked Dakota up and ran out of the door. He was shocked at the weight of Dakota, he was so light. " Olivia!, i'm taking your car keys i'll bring it back i promise" He pushed the front door open with his foot. Jogging to the car, he put Dakota in the car first then got himself.

He left speedily thankful that he has passed his driving classes, "Stay with me Koty. you owe me a shirt remember" he said trying to disguise the tears in his voice. The hospital wasn't that busy which was strange, he came screeching to a halt grabbing Dakota he ran him into the emergency. " Someone help please!" A nurse came after a few minutes of Alistair shouting at them. They took Dakota into a room and made Ali wait outside, it was at this point that Ali cried as he slid down the wall onto a chair.

(Any chance we could pick up that thread me and you started. Heres the link incase you can't find it. http://www.roleplaygateway.com/psyciatric-ward-thread-need-doctor-and-paitients-t61123.html)

(I added a character to Stone Hill, just so you know. I'm gonna put up a RPlayers Wanted tab for this.)

Dakota felt someone pick him up, and soon enough the bright lights of a hospital faded from his vision as he fell into blackness.

He sat up from the ground, seeing he was in a forest. Dakota was confused, was he dead? "You're such an idiot!" He heard the all too familiar voice, and stumbled into his brother's arms. "You could've killed yourself, Jack." Jason was the only one Dakota allowed to call him by his first name. "I'm sorry, Jay." Dakota murmured into his brother's shoulder. Jason held him close to his chest, a tear falling from his eye. "You need to take care of Ali for me, Jack. I can't anymore." Jason told his brother, tracing the lines on Dakota's wrists, no longer bleeding. "I love you, Jay." "I love you too, Jack." With that, Dakota let the darkness swell over him again.

The bright lights attacked his eyes. He started up, but someone pushed him back on the bed. "Rest, son." His mother told him, holding his hand. Her eyes were red from crying, and Dakota realized the lower part of his arm was wrapped to the elbow. His mother looked over him, fresh tears forming. "Why didn't you just come talk to me, Koty? I wish you knew how hurt this made me. My own boy was hurting himself." His mother cried, looking over. She moved towards the door and let Ali go inside.

(well that ones closed now since i hardly gets anything, but me and you can carry on with the other one as shown in link above. i'm going to bed now will post tomorow)

Ali stepped into the room and looked at Dakota's mom "Thanks Mrs Vegas i won't keep Koty to long i'll just talk to him for a while" He gave her a reasuring pat on the arm before he sat down next to Dakota's bed on a chair that was very uncomfortable.

He gave Dakota a soft smile before speaking "Why do this Koty? it's not good for you at all. You think your the only one who misses him? I miss him to i miss Jason everyday but i don't let it get me down. I've accepted that he's gone but he's not really gone he's in our head and our hearts. You need to accept it too alright?" Ali held his hand out for Dakota wiggling his fingers so that he would take his hand. "Now when your feeling better were gonna go to him grave and you are gonna talk to him, i go to see Jason at least twice a month to make sure nothing growing over and those douchebags from school arn't putting horrible stuff on it. Deal?"

Dakota watched his mother leave, and looked away as Ali walked in the room. "I know you miss him, Ali. I knew you'd be the only one that would understand that he's gone. But he's my twin, my other half. I could practically read his thoughts, I felt his pain. I knew when he was suffering, and he always protected me and was patient with me when I wasn't with him. I don't know how to accept his death without joining him. I want to die, to go up and be the inseperable pair we've always been." Dakota explained, talking Ali's hand in his. He squeezed it, not letting the tears fall down his cheek.

"I don't want to go back, Ali."

(Sorry, I'm late to school and I'll edit some more when I get home or during school.)

(it's ok i can work with it )

"Well it's important for you to know that he isn't suffering any more.And you have your family to protect you and i'll keep you safe i know Jason would have wanted me to do that. But don't kill your self Koty i'd really miss you and i'm sure your parents would as well." Ali stroked Dakota's hands softly. Standing up he sat and sat on the bed putting his arm around Dakota pulling him close to him. "Look i'm going to help you okay and the only thing i can think of right now is for you to talk about what happened i know it may be hard but just talk to me"

(As I said in later posts, I' starting a new with Gracie)

Olivia and Jack knew why they didn't go to see their precious little boy in his final hours. They didn't want to believe they lost another child. Before Jason and Dakota were born, they had a daughter named Jacqueline. She was only seven when the doctors found her with stage three heart cancer. She died a year later. Dakota was named Jackson in memory. They both hated going to Jason's funeral, knowing he was really dead. Now, they were going to keep a better eye on their only living child to make sure he wasn't going to leave them too.

Dakota sighed, knowing Ali was stubborn enough to get him to talk. "Ali, it's all my fault. We got into a fight, and he told me to call him if I need him. We were going to roast marshmallows. I didn't know he'd be hit by a drunk driver. When you called me, my heart crashed in my chest. I was at the hospital for Jason, and our parents didn't even bother to come and see him before he died. They told me he wouldn't be living long, so I stayed until he stopped breathing. The doctors escorted me out of the room, and I waited until the doctor came out with the inevitable news. I wouldn't breathe knowing Jason couldn't. I finally did, and helped planned the funeral. I never cried harder reading the eulogy.

"I retreated into my room after the funeral. I cut because I believed it took away the pain Jason felt on Earth. It was silly, but I was depressed. I am depressed. I've let myself break, and I need you to help me put the pieces back together."

(Alexis and Mason are perfect. Go ahead and join in!)

Ali listened carefully to Dakota's explanation of what happened the night that Jason died, He remembered it well Jason called Ali and said to meet him down the road. As soon as Ali got to where Jason said he would be he was at least a few metres away from Ali then a car came speeding down the road knocking Jason over the car and slammed his body on the ground.

Pushing back the memory and tears that threatened to fall down Ali stroked Dokaota's shoulder his his thumb. "I am going to help you put the pieces back together i promise. I loved your brother Koty and he would want me to help you" He explained as he rested his head on Dakota's.

"Thank you." He whispered, looking at the doctor by the door. "You should be able to get out tomorrow, but now you need your rest." He explained, moitoning at Ali to leave. "Don't worry, you can visit as soon as I get out in the morning." Dakota reassured Ali, closing his eyes. His wrists burned, and the doctor told him he would always have the scars and his hands will be naturally a little shaky. He hated the fact that he would always be reminded of this incident every day. His mother somehow got the doctor to let her visit for a few minutes longer. "Did you call Alexis and Mason?"

They were good friends with Dakota, and he knew his mother would've called them for something like this. "Yes 'Kota. I just wanted to check on you. Get some rest, sweetheart." She told him, kissing his forehead and leaving the room. Her husband sat in the waiting room, his foot tapping on the floor. "Well, how is he?" He asked, standing up.

"Fine, just fine."

(going to make my dinner now shouldn't take me that long since i'm starving i you sure i can't talk you into carrying on with the hospital thread we started way back?)

Ali smiled and waved at Dakota as he left the room he smiled at Mr and Mrs Vegas "Thank you for letting me see him Mr and Mrs Vegas, i'm glad he's okay i'll collect him tomorrow and bring him back home, oh here's your keys Mrs Vegas. Next time i'l ask a little more politely if i take your car again" He gave a soft laugh and handed the keys back to Olivia. "I'll be heading back i'll see you tomorrow, i'll explain to my mom what happened and how i plan to help your son" he added as he left smilling at Mr Vegas they never really got on even when Ali told him that he and Jason where more than just friends.

(I'm going to skip to where Dakota gets out. I'm just not feeling it. How about two rich kids (I'd prefer a guy and a girl, but guy and guy is fine) who really love each other?)

Dakota walked into the bathroom, splashing his face with water. He pulled on a long white t-shirt, shredded skinny jeans, and his favorite cream colored moccasins. Then he looked at himself in the mirror. He'd convinced his old friend Val to buy him a thick leather bracelet, hidden inside the Hot Topic bag in front of the mirror. He wrapped his blue bandana around one of his wrists, and put the bracelet on the other wrist.

He splashed some more water onto his face, and combed his hair. Dakota walked out into the hospital room he'd stayed the night in. Oh how he hated hospitals. People dying, pain, and the odd stench of disinfectant never left him when he was here. He looked at Ali, who was waiting for him so they could go back home. He followed the older boy out to his car, knowing exactly where they were going. The graveyard, where his brother was buried. He hated that place just as much as hospitals, but he wanted to make Ali happy.

(Yeah a rich couple would be be good since we already have a potential homosexual couple we may as well have a boy/girl couple but how are we going to introduce them in? and not feeling what? Dakota in hospital)

Ali looked over to Dakota as he walked out of the hospital, pushing the door open for him. "Now i know you don't want to go the his grave" He said as he started the car and drove towards the graveyard it wouldn't take that long to get there "But i think it will help you, i went there a lot after Jason died i still see him every now and then i'm not as obsessed about seeing him it's my closure. That's what you need" He explained as they pulled into the graveyard parking section, he reached into the back and pulled out a short bunch of flowers handing them to Dakota "There you can take them and change my old flowers from last month" He got out of the car and walked round to open Dakota's side of the car holding his hand out for Dakota to take he knew he would need comforting.

(Not feeling the hospital thread. Um, Dakota's cousin could be the girl (Me, most likely) and the guy could be a close next-door neighbor)

Dakota sighing, nodding. He took out Jason's locket, keeping it for this special occasion. He thanked Ali for the flowers, but let him change the flowers himself. He walked over, hot tears already forming in his eyes. "Jason Oliver Vegas, 1994-2011." Dakota read, setting the locket right in front of the tombstone. He clutched it for dear life, ready to talk to his big brother. "Jasonimissyou." He squeezed out as one word, a tear falling down his cheek. "I miss you so much, your funny jokes, your comforting hugs that you didn;'t know how to end, your neverending pranks that I secretly enjoyed, knowing you thought about me. If I didn't have Ali, I don't think I could go on without you, Jay. You're my twin. My other half."

(awww thats a shame i love a good hospital thread and yeah the nieghbour and the cousin sounds good)

Ali watched from a distance as Dakota broke down in tears at Jason's grave, he whipped some of his own away briefly the sight of one of his best friends so upset made his heart ache. Stepping forward he wrapped his arms around Dakota's shoulder pulling him close closing his eyes as tears fell down his own face. "Told you i'd get him here Jay through hell or high water" He whispered looking at the picture impeded in the gravestone it was taken a few weeks before his death as a part of a Christmas present that Ali had given him, he kept all of the photos and had them in frames all around the house. "It's gonna be ok Koty i promise"