I am looking for someone to play the parent in the situation as well as other returning characters, I will be playing the autistic son so I will put up my bio first as well as the first post introducing the characters moving into the new house and whoever posts after is going to be the parent. So let's get cracking!

Name: Alistair Wilson
Age: 16
Personality: Ali is hard to explain, he doesn't show that much emotion because he doesn't understand it himself, he doesn't understand a lot of things and gets frustrated easily because he doesn't understand. He has trouble understanding humor and takes a while to get a joke. He can't stand to be by anybody showing anger in fears he will be hit or blamed for something he didn't do. Plus he doesn't like the noise.
Likes:
Music ( rock and metal)
Drawing
Painting
Building ( lego sets, wooden sculptures etc)
Reading ( mainly fantasy books and novels)
Collecting things ( film memorabilia, at the moment it's harry potter and the hobbit)
Dislikes:
People making fun of him
Unwanted physical contact ( being hit, pushed and pulled)
Loud noises ( shouting and screaming)
Things going wrong in his routine
Items out of place
Quirks/habits : Ali taps and clicks his fingers randomly, he does it often when he is thinking about something that is worrying. He hums when he feels unsafe in a situation, and often grabs his head to protect himself from an unseen force. He had to keep to a routine, one that keeps him safe in this strange and confusing world. He speaks in sharp bursts often pausing halfway in sentences to think about something.
( let's get started)
Ali sat in the car his music is his ears, soothing his already worried mind. He didn't want to move, he was fine at home his room was how he wanted everything had it's placed. Now he had to start all over again, at least he would get to paint his room how he wanted, he had made a large mural of the Hobbit books detailing Bilbo's journey with the dwarves and the wizard. Now everything was wrong.
Clicking his fingers he watched the movers as they took his belongings into the house and too his new room, he had restrained himself to a point where he couldn't take it no more. One of the movers had got out his long glass case with the sword of Godric Griffindor hanging in it. Of course it wasn't the actual sword but it was a beautiful replica and it was very expensive, the mover was holding it wrong and Ali could see the sword dangling. If it were to fall he would have to buy a new case and the sword would be damaged.
Getting out of the car he walked up to the mover who was talking " you have..to be careful with that...it's very expensive..." He trailed off clicking his fingers before carrying on " it has to be carried upright the way you're carrying it...it's going to fall and break.." He looked to the ground unable to look the man in the eye, he couldn't look anyone in the eye it was all part of his autism.
The man laughed loudly making Ali jumped, he put down the the case leaning it against the wall. He stepped close to Ali " who are you to tell me how to do my job? I don't see a boss badge pinned on your shirt. It'll get to your room no matter how I carry it" he began to walk away before Ali spoke again " but...you need to carry it upright...it's the only way..it says. " carry upright" although your not meant to pick it up it's meant to stay down" Ali rambled clicking his fingers quickly.
The mover approached Ali again giving him a push backwards " look kid, why don't you let me do my job and stop bothering me or I just might drop your precious sword" Ali hummed loudly gripping his head and shuffling his feet from side to side, putting his music back in his ears he turned away but the mover turned him back and pushed him again, pulling away his headphones." I am talking to you didn't your parents teach you anything? Are you stupid or something?" Ali hummed louder upset about being pushed and made fun of, spinning round he tried to find his parent, pulling his hair sharply try g to ignore the man shouting at him.