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Marley Ortega-Ortiz

"To die would be an awfully big adventure.

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a character in “In It For the Fame {Remake}”, originally authored by .euphoria., as played by RolePlayGateway

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Description

Marley Acacia Ortega-Ortiz
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“I hate the thought of somebody else getting your attention. I don't know if its the possibility of me being jealous or I just love you too much.”





General Knowledge






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| Full Name |
Marley Acacia Ortega-Ortiz

| Nicknames |
Most people call her freak, geek, something along those lines. But, her friends like to call her either Marley or if they're being lazy they like to call her Mar, Mars, Ley, and Shortie because of her height.

| Grade |
Freshmen/9th

Age |
She just turned sixteen. This is her second time in 9th grade, she was held back because she was always in the hospital.

| Ethnicity |
She PIGS. Which is something her friends came up with which mean she is Polynesian, Italian, Guadeloupean, and Spanish.

| Sexual Orientation |
She honestly is so confused about the whole sexuality thing and hasn't given it much thought since she moved around a lot. So, she just says that she's... undecided. But most people assume that she's asexual because she rarely shows romantic interest in anyone.

| Program |
Musician Program.





For Better Or For Worse






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Personality:
{"Hippie", Idealist , Out There, A Dreamer, Stubborn}
The most obvious part of little Miss. Ortega-Ortiz here is her love of the environment and the Earth itself! She loves everything on the Earth from the beautiful flowers to the gorgeous yet beastly animals that live on it. This is probably the one thing she would give her own life for. Everyone is passionate about something, her passion is about the mother Earth that gives her, her purpose in life; To protect the creatures that cannot protect themselves. Too bad she cannot be that way about most other human beings... You see, she acts like she doesn't care. Like she doesn't have a single speck of kindness in her little body, which is not true. she loves other people once she finds something good about them... Which may take time but what ever. If they really want to be friends, they'll put up with her "hippie" ways as people have put it.

On another note, this girl was never or could never be just one thing, she has many different parts of her personality that make her who she is. To some, she comes off as adventurous and naive girl, like a girl who knows basically nothing and is too trusting in these times. And doesn't really know what she wants in life other then to protect animals. To others, she's the calculating, sarcastic, and overall cold-heated vegan who judges people souly on their beliefs being different from her own, unable feel an empathy for others. Willing to do close to anything to save animals. However, the "tree hugging-lettuce eating-animal saver freak" isn't one or the other. She's both. Mars is true to her heritage and the way she was raised even if she isn't loyal completely to her "parent" and family. She is as passionate, caring, and strong as her mother, Evangeline. She's a dreamer just like her mother was and in some cases, she's far more curious than she should be. She is open and adventurous. And she is not afraid of the unknown like a lot of other people are which may make her sound like crazy person. But, she welcomes it, she think without it, even now, than we would still be living in caves. So yea, She could be called a dreamer.

She loves to dream! The eighteen year old loves to believe that if she wants to do something then maybe, just maybe.... she can actually do it. Some people believe that she is a little.... Out There and maybe she is but, hey that's her. Along with this, She's an Idealist who loves and always pursue high hopes, and dreams, and goals. Never shooting down another person's dreams no matter what they are. Again like her mother, she is optimistic, sue her; But the way she sees it it's better to feel everything and think everything is possible than to feel nothing at all and think nothing can be better. It makes her believe that, there's a light at the end of the tunnel. This fact leads her to sometimes thinks too much, a habit she's been trying to break. But, for the last nineteen years it has not been able to be broken. But like her father was she is determined, protective, and a leader. She is not one to take pity from anyone about anything and isn't above snapping on someone who sees her as inferior to them. And, she lives to prove those types of people wrong. Which has made her foster father very proud. Something that she has always wanted to place from him; pride and acceptance.


The city girl is, in two words, cynical and sarcastic. She's got a sharp tongue, and is always ready with a quick comment or a sarcastic quip, though she never means to cause real harm to anyone even if they hurt her first. The girl is also one to always throw herself into everything she does even if that means having to keep at it for hours on end. Like her protest she has done ever since she was able to think for herself. And with those years, she has always hated to lose or being shut down, just thinking about losing makes her pissed off no matter what it is. But, with having good quality she does have a few bad ones just like every other human being who has ever walked the Earth. She is a very cynical person. Never believing that someone is a true and honest as they tell her. She believes that everyone is always out to hurt her or find out/expose the secret that she's been trying to hide from everyone. She thinks that people only want something from her and then are going to leave her high and dry which is something she is not okay with. So, she tries to push them away. Most of the time it works to an expense but other just stick to her because they prove themselves. Another rather unlovely quality of hers is that she has a strict schedule for herself. Which has made her stricter on herself than how her parents were which is hard to believe but it is true. She has much control over herself and her decisions, always being the one to think of the outcomes. This is the part of Arch that she needs to feel as if she has done something with her life and that everything that happened to her in her life means something.

| Hobbies |
Singing Playing Guitar Drawing Sculpting Being With Her Friends Painting Watching Old Movies; West Side Story, Grease, Etc. Irritating The Most Actors

| Talents |
She can play most instruments like bass, violin, the saxophone, viola, and the harp a little but, her main three that got her into this school are the piano, the guitar, and the ukulele Most of her friends know this but, other then them bot many people know that she is a very nice singer as well. Her Singing Voice She, like a lot of the musicians; is a triple threat. She can also dance a little bit thanks to one of her foster moms, not as well as the other actors but, she is good enough to get a few roles in music videos.

| Fears |
Dying Young Being Hurt Mentally, Physical, or Emotional People finding out about her scholarship or her being a foster kid Sexual Intimacy Being Humiliated

| Dreams |
To Live Past 20 Become a famous musician and songwriter To Find Someone Who Won't Leave Her To Graduate To be cast in as Allison in a remake of The Breakfast Club To Finish Her Bucket List Before She Turns 21

| Secrets |
She has six tattoos She's a foster kid and was an orphan for 14 years of her life She has been diagnosed with bone cancer, she right now is in remission as of three weeks ago. She was held back last year because she was always in and out of the hospital and missed too many lessons to go on to her Sophomore year. She secretly dated Lucas De Luca for six months last year before breaking it off.

| Likes and Dislikes|

Expression Most of the Actors
Smiling Flirting/Being Flirted With
Singing and Playing Guitar Rumors
Watching Cooking Shows Her Cancer
Pokemon, Star Wars, "Nerdy" Things Metal/Rap/Country Music
Trying New Hairstyles Bullying or Abuse
Painting Close Minded People
Humming Cheaters
Chinese Food Arguments
Video Games Over Protective People
Laffy TaffyJealousy
VolunteeringThe Color Orange
Reading Mystery and Thriller Novels Needles
Track and Field and Archery Being Questioned about Her Past
Folk and Indie Music and Films Violence









Theme Songs






Black and Gold | Sam Sparro
Mmm
If the fish swam out of the ocean
And grew legs and they started walking
And the apes climbed down from the trees
And grew tall and they started talking
And the stars fell out of the sky
And my tears rolled into the ocean
And now I'm looking for a reason why
You even set my world into motion

'Cause if you're not really here
Then the stars don't even matter
Now I'm filled to the top with fear
That it's all just a bunch of matter
'Cause if you're not really there
Then I don't wanna be either
I wanna be next to you
Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold

Mmm

I look up into the night sky
I see a thousand eyes staring back
And all around these golden beacons
I see nothing but black
I feel the weight of something beyond them
I don't see what I can feel
If vision is the only validation
Then most of my life isn't real

'Cause if you're not really here
Then the stars don't even matter
Now I'm filled to the top with fear
That it's all just a bunch of matter
'Cause if you're not really there
Then I don't wanna be either
I wanna be next to you
Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold
(Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold, black and gold, black and gold)

Mmm
Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold
Oh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

'Cause if you're not really here
Then the stars don't even matter
Now I'm filled to the top with fear
That it's all just a bunch of matter
'Cause if you're not really there
I don't wanna be either
I wanna be, next to you
Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold
Don't You (Forget About Me) | Simple Minds
Won't you come see about me?
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby

Tell me your troubles and doubts
Giving me everything inside and out and
Love's strange so real in the dark
Think of the tender things that we were working on

Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, baby

Don't You Forget About Me
Don't Don't Don't Don't
Don't You Forget About Me

Will you stand above me?
Look my way, never love me
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down

Will you recognize me?
Call my name or walk on by
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down, down

Don't you try to pretend
It's my feeling we'll win in the end
I won't harm you or touch your defenses
Vanity and security

Don't you forget about me
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby
Going to take you apart
I'll put us back together at heart, baby

Don't You Forget About Me
Don't Don't Don't Don't
Don't You Forget About Me

As you walk on by
Will you call my name?
As you walk on by
Will you call my name?
When you walk away

Or will you walk away?
Will you walk on by?
Come on - call my name
Will you all my name?


So begins...

Marley Ortega-Ortiz's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Marley Ortega-Ortiz Character Portrait: Carmen Velez Character Portrait: Nichole Tran Character Portrait: Theodore Roberts Character Portrait: Nina Lovell Character Portrait: Belinda Valentino
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Melrose Academy Move-In Day


It was move-in day!

It was late August, the warm California sun beating down on poor, defenseless people as they made their way through their different lives, each going on different paths. Some crossed such paths; others, went on by without even acknowledging each other. But it was lively on Melrose Academy campus as the students filed in by groups. Squeals and yells of excitements could be heard a mile away as friends reunited. Some were not as escastic as others. Most, however, were filled with a new sense of adventure and wonder at the looming year of backstabbing, creativity, blooming romance, rivalries and friendships.

Who's ready for an awesome school year?
(OOC: I know. this sucked. but my creative juices are dry right now as i stare at psychology in the face)





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Mom, we've been through this," Nina said calmly, staring up at her anxious mother with expectant and weary eyes. No matter how many times they have done this - unpacking her clothes in a room that wasn't hers and separating for at least a week - Mirella Lovell seemed to not get used to it. Sad green eyes took in her daughter's stance; Nina was seated on her bed with her legs crossed and her body propped up by her hands on the bed. At the moment, Nina Lovell looked like the little impatient child that had to wait for her mother to stop prancing around her room because she was leaving her at Melrose Academy for the first time alone.

Mirella sighed.

It's been a long time since Nina had been that girl and it still felt like that day every single time.

"Fine, fine...I'm leaving," she said, holding up her hands in surrender. Nina grinned and stood, ready to walk her mother to the door. When she stood, a small childish part of her squealed in delight. At some point, Nina became just a few centimeters taller than her mother and she revelled in that revelation. However, just as they began walking into the common area of the suite she was sharing with her other roommates that she had not been able to see, Mirella turned back around and Nina placed impatient hands on her hips. If her mother could pout, the woman would probably be doing so. "I know, but I just...are you sure you don't need anything? Maybe new curtains? Oooh...we can go get that rug - "

"Mom, we literally bought out IKEA this year because you wanted to get everything new," Nina reminded her, taking in her bedroom. She was happy that she got to have everything to herself save for the bathroom, kitchen and living room. Having a bedroom was like achieving near Nirvana; you didn't get there, but you damn sure feel like you were close enough. "I have snacks that could last me the rest of the semester, I like my room, I have my laptop, I have my TV, and I am going to be fine. I'll be even better when you leave." Nina gave her a mom a pointed look and Mirella sighed, defeated. The two women walked out of the room and then out of the suite, arms linked.

Do not get Nina wrong; she loved her mom a lot and she understood where the woman was coming from. Nina had gotten sick during their trip to Montpellier this summer and the woman nearly flew into an anxiety attack. Since then, she had been watching Nina like a hawk. If Nina complained about the smallest of headaches, she was suddenly being whisked away to the hospital. Nina could recall accidentally hitting her arm against a door. It was no secret that Nina bruised easily. Did that stop Mirella from rushing her to the hospital? No. Even when the doctor told her that everything was alright - that it would be rare for her to develop her cancer again during this age range, especially after having made an astounding recovery. But Mirella was steadfast in her desire to watch out for her daughter. Having to separate was probably a pain.

Just as they reached the parking lot, Mirella began listing off all the things she wanted Nina to do and the brunette smirked.

"And call you on Wednesdays after seven because you have choir rehearsal at four-thirty and bible study at six," Nina finished for her and placed her hands on Mirella's shoulders. "Mama, I am going to be fine. If I get the first symptom of anything, I will be in the nurse's office. Pinky swear." Nina even held up her pinky to the older woman and after a moment, Mirella smiled sheepishly and linked their pinkies before pressing her forehead against her daughter's. Nina closed her eyes, smiling.

"Mī thōḍē ēka, āpaṇa prēma," she whispered and pulled away slowly, a bright smile on her face and tears glistening in her eyes.

"Love you too, Mom," Nina replied and watched her mother get in the car. She folded her arms over her chest and walked to the driver's side. "You drive safely. Tell Paṇajī āṇi ājōbā that I love them and I'll call." Her mother nodded and before long, Nina was watching the tail end of her mother's Ford driving off, leaving Nina alone in the parking lot. With nothing to do, Nina straightened out the skirt of her outfit before deciding to text Carmen and find out if she was on campus yet.




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"Dad, I'm fine. Just finished settling in is all," Mason said as he pretty much hurled his suitcase on his bed. Sighing at the task as this was the second suitcase he brought up to his room - second to the trunk of belongings he also had - Mason plopped himself behind the big bag.

Like always, James Lockwood could not come to Melrose Academy or even LA to see his son off. It wasn't that Mason wasn't used to this. Since the incident-that-shall-not-be-named, his father had not been able to look at him the same without some ounce of pity or guilt in his eyes. There was the time with Amber last year and that entire debacle, but other than that, Mason hardly saw his father unless he had somehow gotten into serious trouble. In truth, Uncle Charlie was probably the only real father figure Mason had in his life and normally, that was fine. But, somewhere in the back of his mind where he would deny this vehemently while looking just like the little boy that loved being swung around in his father's arms, he had actually hoped that today would be different.

It wasn't.

Really shouldn't have expected anything more.


"Yes, Uncle Charlie is helping me," Mason answered, almost missing his father's inquiry. Agitation was very much clear in his voice and at some point, Mason didn't care if his roommate - whoever that was - heard. It wasn't like privacy was going to be much anyway; it never was in double rooms. "Yeah, I checked my account. Thanks." At least, that was something Mason could always count on. Money. As sad as it was, that was the one thing his father provided without fail. After a few more moments of meaningless and awkward chatter, Mason bid his father adieu and pretty much threw his phone on the bed. Sighing once more, he layed back and sprawled out, staring at the ceiling.

This was going to be a long year.

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Character Portrait: Marley Ortega-Ortiz Character Portrait: Carmen Velez Character Portrait: Theodore Roberts Character Portrait: Nina Lovell Character Portrait: Mason Lockwood Character Portrait: Cassie Hunt
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[I'm just going to go ahead and post, I guess, since I guess Diva is busy, maybe?]
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Once more, Carmen receives a message from her phone, making the girl wonder why she keeps putting it back in her pocket. She has to angle herself slightly to pull out her phone, but is rewarded with a message from Kass, who had apparently seen Carmen overreacting to her toestubbing incident in the hallways. The blonde smiles at the text, though she wonders why Kass would be worried about bothering her. They are friends, after all, so there is no real need for such concerns. Well, not in Carmen's mind, anyway, but she's always bordered on the sort of overly friendly that can either be endearing or a bit on the annoying side, depending on the personality of whoever it is that she's speaking with, or trying to get to speak.

To: Kass
You're never a bother, Kass :-) Everything is under control, thanks to my favorite Nurse Nina. We're in the cafeteria right now, actually- where are you?


The girl is admittedly pleased to find that everyone has arrived by now, or at least almost everyone, given that she hasn't received any word from Lucas, Lexus, or Clara. Scratch that, I saw Clara in the hallway. Where has she gone off to? I guess her room, Carmen corrects her train of thought, but it has gotten her thinking on those whom she has yet to see. Maybe the former two haven't arrived yet? She decides to send out a text to them, as well as Clara.

TO: Lexus, Luca
Are you on campus yet?


To: Clara
Saw you in the hallway- who is your roommate? Feel like coming down to the cafe?


She nearly makes the mistake of putting her phone away for the second time, but it buzzes before she can do such a thing, and so the girl checks and sees that it is a text from Cassie. She begins to type out a response, likely a very lame one, but stops halfway through the task when she sees Cassie walking towards them.

"And good afternoon to you," Carmen responds, making a bit of a face as she does it, the sort where her nose scrunches up and her mouth puckers, as though she's just eaten a lemon or something sour. There is no actual meaning behind the face, as is the case with many of her various expressions. She just likes making faces- probably due to playing with her younger brother, who is a big fan of funny faces, especially Carmen's. She occasionally forgets that not everyone is so enthusiastic about them, though they have made some people crack a smile during lessons, at the very least.


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Theo flicks some ash off of his cigarettes, and leaves it dangling between his fingers while he pulls out his phone, suddenly craving social interaction. Of course, an excellent solution would be to return to his dorm and continue talking to his new roommate, Mason. And, more likely than not, he will end up doing that in a few moments. Still, he also wants to see if one of his friends is in the area yet. Besides Carmen, that is, because she seems to be currently occupied with other things, or had been a few moments ago.

To: Clara, Marley
Hey- how's it going? On campus yet?


He doesn't know that Clara is, as he hasn't seen her, and there is no evidence as to whether Marley has arrived back at the school quite yet. Thus, he has only to wait. That is, until he hears the familiar voice of one of the teachers, and immediately drops his cigarette onto the pavement, digging into it with his shoe before making his way back to his dorm. Bathroom first, actually, so he can get rid of the cigarette scent with a good amount of handsoap, and a few breath mints. Then, the dorm.

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"And, I'm back. So, what part of England are you from? Based on the accent, I mean. My grandparents are from the UK, as well," he says, making half-decent conversation, likely. There may be a slight lingering scent of cigarettes on him, but he's gained a few tricks for hiding it, besides just mints and scented soaps, so its unlikely. Or so he hopes, anyway.