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Bartholomew Morris

"Me saying that I'm happy would be me lying."

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a character in “Just One Yesterday”, as played by SadHatter

Description

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Bartholomew 'Barty' Morris
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full name: Bartholomew Morris
nicknames: Barty (common), Butter (among friends), Anxsty (stage name)
age: 23
sexuality: Demisexual
occupation: DJ (anonymously)
hex: #8acecc
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"Out on the terrace
We breathe in the air of this small town
On our own cuttin' class for the thrill of it
Getting drunk on the past we were livin' in"
Paris - The Chainsmokers
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appearance:

Barty has sometimes been described as 'cute' or 'handsome'. Personally, he was relatively apathetic towards his appearance before he had the money. Despite the regular, weekly workout, his physique remains on the lean side. He is slightly tall, standing at 6' (1.83m) and weighs around 147 pounds (67 kg). His characteristic, short-cut black hair hugs his skull. Also typical are his shiny, bright blue eyes and his usual warm, radiating smile. He makes sure that he doesn't let his money rot, using it monthly for trendy but simple clothing. He was, as a child, shrimpy, though his personality made up for it until his late growth spurt raised him up at the summer after high school. His skin is normally a light pink, almost pale.


Due to his riches, he is able to hide the fact that he is suffering from sleep deprivation and depressions. When he doesn't, dark rings form around his eyes and they turn bloodshot and pink.
Despite his debilitated state, Barty, most of the time, looks normal, trying to sleep more and taking expensive anti-depressants to prevent himself from looking like a dead person. His outfits are consist of (like aforementioned) simple-colored yet trendy clothing in layers.

He also carries around a quartz watch and a necklace with the letter 'A'. The former is sometimes absent, though the necklace can be found on him at all times. He would tell his friends that he would be carrying it for a friend and that he would give it to her 'someday'.


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"'cause all the kids are depressed
nothing ever makes sense
i'm not feeling alright
staying up 'til sunrise"
all the kids are depressed - Jeremy Zucker
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personality:

Barty was the type of person that would show up at a friend's home with a few 100 dollar bills in his hand and take the friend on an adventure. His natural spontaneous and outgoing state made him a popular person at any school he went to. He would usually host or help host many of the parties and his boldness and creativity made him particularly proficient in subjects like Art, Drama, and most importantly, Music. He always had a keen sense of music and felt that it was the best way to express his creativity and emotion.

Barty had the most excellent people skills and could be friends with practically anybody. He was also one of the friends that would first notice changes. His observant nature enabled him to easily keep track of the lives of his friends. He was the one anyone could relax and unwind around.

After becoming rich, his slightly frivolous nature caused him to be spoiled by the heaps of money he received. He would only spend them on himself and his father. One of his biggest flaws was also the neglectfulness of the rapid deterioration of his mental well-being. He kept the traumatic memories in the unconscious. His brain was slowly destroyed from the inside. His strong hatred of structure and routine and inability to focus and plan for the future caused him to hire a friend of his as his partner and manager in the music producing world. Without his friends, Barty would be an empty shell.

Unfortunately, he is slowly becoming the empty shell he feared to become.


likes

βœ“ music βœ“ parties βœ“ taking his friends somewhere βœ“ making new friends βœ“ meeting interesting people βœ“ Eden βœ“ art βœ“ the burn of alcohol βœ“ pullovers βœ“ Isaac βœ“ buying his dad nice things βœ“ quoting people βœ“ insects βœ“ his family

dislikes

✘ strong perfume ✘ cats ✘ candy ✘ sore muscles ✘ mornings ✘ taking anti-depressants ✘ being called tall ✘ mainstream music ✘ callouses from playing instruments ✘ planning ✘ financial decisions ✘ empty places




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"I'm a kitchen sink
You don't know what that means
Because a kitchen sink to you
Is not a kitchen sink to me, okay, friend?"
Kitchen Sink - twenty ΓΈne pilΓΈts
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history:
Barty lived with his father and two older sisters as his mother had walked out after he was born. His parents apparently had their issues (according to his sister) and he accepted the fact that he only had his father as his parent. He was short and sometimes received bullying due to the fact, though people eventually warmed up to him due to his outgoing personality. He was popular and had a large group of friends, but at the age of 11, he met someone that would stay in his life forever.

Angie came from a rough homelife. She had heavy depressions just at the age of 12 and Barty was her best friend. They did everything together. He took her to cinemas, malls, and parks but none of that would fix her. Barty loved her. Not only as a friend. She was his first love and likely his last one.
Every day when he was with her, he would try to fix her, getting her tons of presents and taking her to all sorts of places. Barty's dad and his sisters, even his teachers thought that it'd be wonderful, young love.
The Friday was when she called him over to her house. His sisters weren't home and his dad was working, so he impulsively decided to go over. After a long talk, she took a pistol she had brought, shooting herself in the process. Barty was startled. The mental trauma the situation had caused overwhelmed him. He went outside, called the police and pretended like he walked in on her dead body.

Nothing would be able to change the trauma. The traumatic stress and memories were stored in his unconscious. He neglected the fact that his mental health had started deteriorating. He was still the popular kid at school. Through extensive searching, he managed to form the friend group. They had fun and Barty met people in his life that could have helped him, but the opportunity was missed. He repressed the memories. No one really knew much about Angie. Only that she was an old friend that had killed herself and that he would always carry around a necklace with the letter 'A' to 'give it to her someday'. Barely did they notice. He was close with all of them.

Of course, the group split and after the last year of school, had to go off to college to study his only remedy. Music. He expressed himself. He recorded songs and remixes and he eventually became popular. His online following was off the charts. Various people were contacting him, but he knew that he wouldn't manage alone. One of his friends who had helped him create the music, Isaac accepted the offer to become Barty's partner and financial manager. Isaac was one of his dearest friends. Together, they made Anxsty and Blaxes, two anonymous DJs that would host shows for thousands of people. They were quickly popular and a worldwide sensation. The DJ group xlaifx was made by them and they worked like machines, creating a new, second album and planning their third tour. They took a small break from music as they had to return to their respective hometowns. Barty met his high school friends and the surreal experiences the short meetup had caused made strong connections.

For one year, Barty continued to work with Isaac, creating one new album and going on two tours and they were able to take a break from all the music-making. Barty was rich. For the first time in his life, he had some good money. He sought help for his current states, bought medicine and helped out his family. Being alone, he was thinking of the times he had with his friends. Therapy wasn't enough and he knew they would be able to help him. Plus, the links were too hard to shake off after the meetup.

He sent around the invitation. An anniversary. What could go wrong?

So begins...

Bartholomew Morris's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Lokys Zukas Character Portrait: Leo McAllister Character Portrait: Amber Carrolton Character Portrait: Maryam Reynolds Character Portrait: Alice Kang Character Portrait: Bartholomew Morris
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max chapman
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xxi stand for a while and waited for words,
xxseen but not heard and struggled to try.
xxmy tongue's turning black, but i'll take you back,
xxyou're still the best, more or less, I guess.


The party was only just starting to kick off, and yet Max was already perhaps a little too drunk. He'd promised himself he'd take it easy, but then he'd just been so anxious about seeing everyone again that he may have lost track of his drinking. He was still in control, mostly sober, but things were just a little blurred around the edges. In reality, it was probably the best state to be in. He felt like he could actually talk to people like this, and god knows he'd need courage to talk to some of these people.

Of course, the fact that not everybody was here yet and Max already had another drink in his hand was... an issue. He didn't want to be so drunk he'd do or say anything he'd regret, but also he didn't want to be too sober. His mind was finally clear, no rushing or racing or spiralling thoughts. Sure, he was nervous, but who wouldn't be in this situation? It was normal anxiety.

And then he spotted some food and found himself immediately drawn to it, the thoughts of his anxiety and his troubles gone. He made a beeline for it, his drink still in hand, and started piling some snacks onto his plate. Pizza was one of the foods he only really seemed to love when he had more than a little alcohol in his system. His prize achieved, he wandered around the party, desperate to find someone to talk to. He wouldn't have the guts to talk to most of them sober, so now seemed like the best time.




raven mirril
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xxi'll be right there,
xxbut you'll have to tie me down
xxand then break both my hands
xxif you need anyone,
xxi'll be right there.


Raven stepped out of the taxi, her bag hanging off her shoulder, and looked up at the building in front of her. It didn't look much from the outside, but presumably there was room enough for all of them. The door was already open, so she wandered in and headed straight upstairs. Having found a bedroom that appeared to be upstairs, she just threw her bags onto the bed, quickly touched up her lipstick, and adjusted her skirt. She would be lying if she said that she wasn't a little anxious over all of this. Seeing people she hadn't seen in such a long time... it was a weird thrill, one that was a mix of anxiety and excitement. She'd changed so much. Would the people she'd once loved have changed as drastically as she had?

She fixed a brilliant smile on her face and headed downstairs, her vibrant red heels tapping on the floor. The party seemed to be mainly in the sitting room, but she stopped into the kitchen first to get herself a drink. Her eyes glinted with delight as she took in the scene before her. So many different kinds of drinks, so many choices. She made herself a cocktail and snagged some snacks, before heading back into the sitting room to scan and see if she could spot anyone she recognised. Surely their host, Barty, had to be around somewhere, but it seemed that they'd just missed each other. She sipped her drink and danced a little to herself as she scanned the room, always watching.

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Character Portrait: Lokys Zukas Character Portrait: Maryam Reynolds Character Portrait: Bartholomew Morris Character Portrait: Grace Crystal Evans Character Portrait: Will Harrington Character Portrait: Max Chapman
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amber carrolton


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Amber wasn't sure this was a good idea. She was going to be reunited with people that she hasn't seen in years. On top of that, it was going to be a party and Amber hates parties. Being in a crowded room with a bunch of people and watching them get drunk just wasn't her idea of a fun time. She was wondering why they couldn't all just go get lunch or something awkward of that nature. But she had already agreed to go. Barty would be upset if she skipped out. A sigh escaped her as she stepped off the plane. Amber was running a bit late to the party. Her flight had been delayed and then it was slow to take off, but she was here now. There was a gentleman outside the gates with a sign that had her name one it. Her manager must have arranged for a private driver for the few days she had planned to stay. She followed him to the vehicle parked outside and told him where to drop her off.

The building where the party was being held, wasn't far from the airport. Within moments, she had arrived and was headed inside. She could hear the music and light chatter, but she wasn't ready to see everyone quite yet. As quietly as she could, she headed all the way upstairs to where the bedrooms were. One of them already held someones bags so she moved onto the second one. She dropped off her items, making sure her guitar was safely set aside close to the bed. She dashed into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. "Just say hi to people. No one is going to force you to dance, drink, or excessively mingle. And if they do...just run." It wasn't much of a pep talk, but it was enough to get her to head back downstairs to the main room.

There were several people here already. Lokys was over with Max, whom seem to be a bit intoxicated. It didn't matter if he was or not. Amber wasn't going to go over there and find out. Raven was here, as lovely as ever, talking to Gin. Amber made a mental note to go and talk to her at a different time. Preferably after she had relaxed a bit more. The host wasn't anywhere to be seen, but she saw someone that quickly put her at ease: Will. He had told her that he was going to attend the party, but she was afraid that he would get cold feet. Amber quickly made her way over there with a bright smile. It has been a while since she has last seen him and he was definitely a bit taller and had more muscular than before, but it was still the same Will to her. "I can't believe you are actually here. In person." She couldn't help but attempt to hug him. "I missed you so much."

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Character Portrait: Lokys Zukas Character Portrait: Maryam Reynolds Character Portrait: Bartholomew Morris Character Portrait: Eden Windsor Character Portrait: Will Harrington Character Portrait: Max Chapman
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Barty had put on his simple, soft pullover and comfy socks. He was expecting guests today, but most importantly,
he was too excited to see Eden. They had kept in contact all the time and often shared pictures of their daily lives. She was the only one who knew why he was so rich, after all.
And of course, he loved her to death. It may be true that others had an eye on her, but Barty genuinely loved her. Their friendship went far back into the past and Eden reminded him of Angie. Too much.
He looked in the mirror in his bedroom. It was not the biggest bedroom, but it was bigger than most. His SpongeBob sheets and bright blue colored walls made his room look ridiculously like a children's one. He didn't sleep much here anymore. The off-shore 'Burnt Sun Island' was now his property, and his mansion there had enough bedrooms to house him.
He brushed his dark hair to the side and took a glimpse at the golden necklace underneath his pullover before he opened the door and walked down the spiral staircase to the main room. It looked like a cliche rich person's mansion, but Barty decorated it with paintings, plants and comfy furniture.
"Ladies and... Guys." He dramatically descended down the stairs, acknowledging the presence of most his former friends. "Thank you all for coming today. Wow, I really sound like a host."
Barty went over to a table next to a few speakers, turning on some chill-hop he had remixed with Isaac and another DJ. Of course, almost none of his friends knew that he was the world-famous anonymous DJ 'Anxsty'. He did have his mask hung up in his room on the island.

Barty looked around. People were chatting and eating, but he noticed the entrance of Eden. She took a large sip of champagne, but Barty didn't care. He was overjoyed.
"Don't eat all of that, Max. Custom-made from Giovanni's."
He walked over to the front lounge, approaching Eden and hugging her once he was close.
"So happy you're here."

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Character Portrait: Lokys Zukas Character Portrait: Amber Carrolton Character Portrait: Maryam Reynolds Character Portrait: Alice Kang Character Portrait: Bartholomew Morris Character Portrait: Eden Windsor
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Alice Kang
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Alice wasn't sure if she overdressing or not. Alice wanted to impress everyone and show them how she evolved but she wasn't sure how to go about doing that without looking like an attention hog. The invitation hadn't really established a dress code so if she was overdressing only the host can be blamed. Yea, Alice could assume that everyone was dressing fairly casually for a reunion but there always has to be the show off that dresses expensively, right? Alice sighed and began to play with her hair as the taxi sped down the road. The years had been very good to Alice and she hoped everyone else had the same fortune. Of course, a lot of things can happen in such a long span of time but a lot of those things could be positive. Amber was a fairly successful singer now and Eden had become a model so everyone else could've done just as good. Alice touched up her makeup as the mansion came into view. Alice hadn't seen many mansions anymore since she took up residence the inner city area. The exterior was amazing and she was sure the interior would be just as grandiose. Paying her fare, Alice walked up to the door with confidence.

The door was open, which Alice thought was a pretty bad decision, but Alice decided to ignore the minor detail. Just like she predicted, the mansion was just as beautiful on the inside. Walking in caused a wave of nostalgia to crash over her. The warm light of the mansion made it feel like some kind of flashback as she took in all the familiar faces. Alice didn't know what she expected, but everyone looked so different. Features had become defined and people grew. Some people were bigger some people were smaller. It was weird to see people she knew in her youth to look so adult. Alice guesses they'll have the same feeling as her when they greet each other. Looking at everyone and how their features matured and became more defined made Alice feel like a kid again. It felt like when she was an underclassmen in high school and the seniors all looked more adult than she thought she ever would. It wasn't a bad feeling though. It was nice to feel a little younger again. Everyone was already in conversation and Alice felt awkward trying to but in to any conversations. The girl opted to start getting drunk since tonight was supposed to be something fun. Alice had a high alcohol tolerance so she hoped that she wouldn't have to consume too much to get a nice buzz.

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This was a bad idea. Leaving Samuel alone with his sister, while he trusted the woman, he didn't want to leave his son. He liked spending time with him, not having to deal with other adults. Able to care for his kid, wow. He had gone soft, but a kid did that to ya. He reminisced of a time where he wouldn't have ever thought of falling in love, having a family. He didn't want to be his family, he was shocked. Looking back now, Leo just knew he was a kid. Every kid thinks that, and maybe he hoped for something else. He wasn't a drinker by any means, a glass of wine here and there, maybe a beer or two. But he hadn't been fond of the substance, but tonight, he was glad there was. Because he was going to have to face his demons, or, demon.

Max Chapman

The name rang in his ear like a bell, the boy who Leo had believed he could've loved if given the chance. The boy who ditched his 'friends' and linked up with the people who tormented them. His clenched his fist, in the backseat of the Uber he rode in. He didn't want to see him, he didn't want to face him. He would rather go through Delilah all over again, than talk to Max. He didn't know what he'd say, he had so much pent up anger towards the male. A frustrated sigh left his place, as the driver called out that they had arrived. He thanked the man, and left a tip on his phone, and walked out. He'd ready himself for a barrage of questions about his life, how he was going to respond. Before he knew it, he was in front of the door and walked in. The music sort of reminded him of a high school party, except this time he wasn't going to show up drunk as all hell at 3 am to his hotel room.